Turning over and jumping into Hu Yue's room upstairs, Cheng Sanwu couldn't wait to tear off his mask, picked up the drink on the table and drank it down.
Mr. Changqing waved his hand to remove the spell, the phantom dissipated, and the two paper figures were quickly burned without leaving any trace.
"I didn't realize that you, Cheng Sanwu, are also scared sometimes." Mr. Changqing said sarcastically.
Cheng Sanwu wiped away his sweat and lowered his voice: "Didn't you notice just now?"
"What?" Mr. Changqing didn't know for a moment.
"The main hall of the Protectorate's Palace was lit up at night, and my heart skipped a beat when I took one look at it!" Cheng Sanwu was so nervous that he walked in circles.
"Main hall? Shining light?" Mr. Changqing recalled for a moment and confirmed that he had not seen any such abnormality just now.
"Let me ask you, who is over there in the main hall at night?" Cheng Sanwu asked.
Mr. Changqing replied: "Of course he is the Protector-General of Qi. I know the layout of the Protector-General's Mansion by heart."
"This Great Protector of Qi is no ordinary person." Cheng Sanwu sighed: "Although I have never seen him take action in the past, when I returned to Quzhi City, I heard that the dragon lurking in the sand had once appeared and attacked.
Qi Dadu guard led troops and horses, but Qi Dadu guard threw an iron spear and killed him on the spot."
"Being able to become the Protector of the Four Towns is certainly not an ordinary person." Mr. Changqing asked: "What did you think when you saw the main hall of the Protector's Mansion shining brightly?"
Cheng Sanwu couldn't describe it at once. Mr. Changqing moved the oil lamp on the table closer and raised his hand to point at the wick. The fire made a thin crackling sound, suddenly became strong, and turned into a ball of steaming flames, like a statue of a god or Buddha.
The firelight behind.
"Is that so?" Mr. Changqing saw Cheng Sanwu shaking his head, and his finger gestures changed. The outside was covered with fire, but the inside was hollow.
"That's about it." Cheng Sanwu said: "And the light covered the main hall. I suspect that the Qi Protector noticed the movement. Just after I left the warehouse, the hairs on my back stood up."
Mr. Changqing put away his magic power and said with a serious expression: "The divine light shrouds the residence. This is a profound achievement of the outward release of Gang Qi."
"You mean, the light outside the main hall is the strong energy emitted by Qi Daduhu?" Cheng Sanwu found it incredible: "Can the strong energy cover such a large area?"
"That's not entirely Gang Qi, the mystery within it is hard to describe." Mr. Changqing thought about it, thinking about how to explain it so that ignorant and reckless people like Cheng Sanwu could understand: "If you go to visit someone else's home,
Do you feel that the smell is so unfamiliar that you feel restless?"
"It's not like what you said, but it's still a little uncomfortable." Cheng Sanwu replied.
"That's it." Mr. Changqing raised his hand and pointed around the room: "A residence will become popular if it is occupied by people for a long time. And a master like Qi Daduhu, even if he does not deliberately activate the gang energy,
When you walk, sit or lie down on a daily basis, the Gang Qi comes in and out with your breath, and it will also infect the surroundings, especially places where you live for a long time."
"I understand, it's like a wild dog peeing in the corner to divide the territory and drive away other animals." Cheng Sanwu offered his own explanation.
"You——" Mr. Changqing's forehead was throbbing with veins, and he was so angry that he could not speak for a moment. The magical powers of the masters in the world became as despicable as animals in his mouth. It must be said that this was also a kind of command.
The ability to drive people crazy.
Mr. Changqing changed his mind and said, "But... you can see the divine light with just your naked eyes?"
"What's wrong?" Cheng Sanwu asked.
"Gang Qi is formed by the condensation of spirit. It is not unusual for the divine light to appear in the residence of the Great Protector of Qi, but ordinary people cannot see it with the naked eye." Mr. Chang Qing stared at Cheng Sanwu with deep eyes and said, "Unless it is...
I have specially practiced the method of looking at the wind angle, otherwise I cannot see the divine light directly. Even a martial arts master will only have a vague sense and cannot see the specific light."
Cheng Sanwu was very proud: "I said, I am extremely talented."
Mr. Changqing felt his head was swollen. He had seen Cheng Sanwu's bravery and fearlessness in dealing with An Quti and the demon, and once felt that this man was not entirely without merit. However, his rudeness and stupidity also made Mr. Changqing unbearable.
"By the way, did you get what you wanted?" Cheng Sanwu didn't know what Mr. Chang Qing was thinking.
The other party took out a stack of papers from his arms: "I've printed them all."
"That's fine." Cheng Sanwu nodded: "This time Quan will repay you for helping to deal with An Quti. I won't take the risk with you next time. If it is really captured by Qi Dadu Protector, it probably won't end well.
"
After saying this, Cheng Sanwu opened the door and shouted outside: "Call the girls to come up. There are still three jars of good wine. I want to have a good time tonight!"
When Mr. Changqing saw this situation, he almost fainted from Cheng Sanwu's anger. He had no intention of staying long and just wanted to study the rubbing text quickly. He just reminded Cheng Sanwu in a low voice: "Watch your mouth and don't tell anyone about tonight's matter."
The third person revealed half of it!"
"I know, I know!" Cheng Sanwu waved his hand, then picked up the two prostitutes on the left and right, and returned to the room to be happy.
…
"This is your knife."
Located in the Yuquan Temple next to the Great Protectorate, Taoist Shang, who was dark and fat and looked more like a martial artist than a Taoist priest, handed a horizontal sword to Cheng Sanwu.
Pulling the sword out of its sheath, Cheng Sanwu felt his eyes suddenly go white, and then he could see the straight blade, with faint lines on it like the waves of a great river, as if there was no end in sight.
"I followed the Daxia Longque system, combined various irons, added colored cinnabar, and forged this hundred-refined magic sword." Shang Dao said: "This kind of hundred-refined magic weapon, even in the Great Protectorate, only has
A very small number of generals and commanders are allotted, and they are all regarded as a treasure to defend against enemies. Under normal circumstances, they would not be given to an outsider like you."
Cheng Sanwu looked at the Hundred Refined Divine Sword in his hand, and was extremely excited. He pressed his fingertips against the side of the blade and slowly stroked it, and his thoughts seemed to extend along with it. He felt every inch of the magical sword, and the blade seemed to flash through his mind.
The refreshing feeling of bleeding from the enemy's skin and flesh.
Seeing Cheng Sanwu's behavior, Taoist Shang saw that he was an expert at using swords, and said: "The Hundred Refined Divine Sword is not only very sharp, but it has been subjected to sacrifices on the altar and has the ability to restrain all kinds of evil spirits. Even if it is
Ghosts without flesh and blood can also be injured by this knife."
"Good sword, really good sword! Thank you so much, Taoist Shang!" Cheng Sanwu thanked him heartily, and then put the magic sword into the elm sheath, tightly fitting it, and hanging upside down.
"Aren't you going to try the sword?" Shang Daochang narrowed his eyes and looked at Cheng Sanwu with a deep meaning.
"Uh...how to try?" Cheng Sanwu was curious. This fat black Taoist priest had a general's belly, strong limbs and a thick frame. He was wearing armor and holding a halberd. He looked more like a cavalryman than Qi Zhiyi. Could it be that he was itching for a while?
, want to fight with yourself?
"Follow me." Daochang Shang led Cheng Sanwu to the backyard. There were bamboo poles standing here, and various weapons were placed on the weapon racks next to them.
"This bamboo pole is filled with slag and ash." Shang Dao said: "I will test the edge of any newly forged weapon here."
Cheng Sanwu also became interested. He stepped forward and knocked the bamboo pole with the copper ring at the tip of his knife. There was a muffled sound. He thought that the slag and dust inside had long been filled. This thing was no worse than a stone pillar.
Taoist Master Shang was afraid that Cheng Sanwu would not understand the subtleties, so he reminded: "Don't underestimate these test bamboos. The slag and dust inside are all the waste leftovers from casting magic weapons. After being tamped, they are still as strong as iron stone."
Cheng Sanwu scratched his beard. If he wanted to, he could use his brute strength to forcibly break the bamboo. But he had just got a new knife at the moment and was reluctant to damage the edge easily.
Cheng Sanwu guessed in a flash that Taoist Shang was clearly testing his ability to see if he could be worthy of the magic weapon. It would be a waste if Cheng Sanwu relied on brute force to chop.
The blood of others.
Wanting to understand this, Cheng Sanwu pulled out the knife, adjusted his breath and strength at the same time, held the handle of the knife with both hands, raised it above his head, fixed his eyes on somewhere on the upper half of the bamboo pole, and felt the inner strength along his legs, buttocks, and spine.
Pass upward.
When the internal energy is about to condense a little, the blade slashes down diagonally, like a thunderbolt. The sound of breaking through the wind is inaudible. The test bamboo is cut in two with a single knife, and the cut is smooth.
The chopped upper half of the bamboo pole fell to the ground, and the slag spilled onto the ground. The lower half barely shook. It seemed that the bamboo pole was easily cut off by Cheng Sanwu before he could react.
"Yes, no wonder he can kill the demon leader."
After a moment of silence, Master Shang took the initiative to praise.
Cheng Sanwu lowered his head and looked at the horizontal knife in his hand. There was no damage to the blade. The knife just cut through iron as well as mud. Even he was a little surprised, because this was the first time Cheng Sanwu used Gang Qi freely.
After fighting against An Quqi twice, Cheng Sanwu could also activate his Gang Qi, but the situation where he had to be forced into a desperate situation and fall into madness was really uncontrollable. Even when it came to a fight, he could only act based on instinct, which was not tolerated at all.
Don't think too much.
Cheng Sanwu actually didn't like that feeling, but he couldn't fully control it himself. So this time he took the initiative to use the Gang Qi, which made him secretly happy. The moment he swung the sword, the Gang Qi flowed through the magic sword, making the edge sharp.
In addition to being more prosperous, it also protects the edge of the divine sword.
Compared to the previous lie to Afu that he had a breakthrough in battle, this time Cheng Sanwu felt that he had really made progress in martial arts.
"Anyway, it all depends on the magic sword given by Taoist Master Shang." Cheng Sanwu bowed his hands in thanks. Compared to Mr. Chang Qing, who was always acting pretentious, this fat and dark Taoist priest looked so kind and cute.
"It was given by the Great Protector. I am just responsible for forging the sword." Taoist Shang had no intention of taking credit.
Cheng Sanwu was very happy and thanked him repeatedly before saying goodbye and leaving. When he walked away, the Protector of Qi suddenly walked out of a side hall.
"What do you think?" When Qi Daduhu and Taoist Master Shang were alone, they looked less like colleagues and more like close friends.
"The ability is not bad, but it doesn't seem to be as exaggerated as you said." Daochang Shang shook his head and said: "He can cut off the test bamboo, which is what I expected. When the sword fell, the Gang Qi was activated for a moment, flowing around the blade.
Outside, a line of sharp edges condensed, breaking the bamboo pole before the blade."
"Jincheng rock-breaking knife? Or jade gate?" Qi Dadu asked.
"It's somewhat similar to the Broken Rock Sword, but with Cheng Sanwu's level of martial arts, the current master of the Broken Rock Sword wouldn't be able to go ten rounds in front of him," Daochang Shang said.
"Three rounds determine the outcome." Qi Daduhu corrected: "Five rounds determine life or death."
"That's not true." Daochang Shang asked, "Hasn't the origin of Cheng Sanwu been found out yet?"
"We sent people to investigate before. It is said that he killed a wealthy family in the Central Plains and fled to the Western Regions to avoid responsibility." Qi Dadu smiled and said: "These are vague statements, and the specific details are not clear."
"Do you think there's something wrong with Cheng Sanwu?" Daochang Shang asked.
"He once sneaked into the warehouse of the Protector's Mansion last night." Protector Qi added: "It's the same room where the obelisk pillars are stored."
Daochang Shang asked: "No one noticed except you?"
The Protector of Qi shook his head in denial, and Taoist Master Shang thought deeply: "I can see that Cheng Sanwu is incompetent in magic. If he wants to sneak into the Protector's Mansion and get past the heavy defenses, he must have magic to hide his body and move, and there must be someone to help him."
"Mr. Changqing of Terma Palace." Qi Daduhu said with a smile: "Young people are still persistent and can't let go of those obelisk pillars."
"But when I went to see it this morning, the stone pillars were all well preserved and not lost." Taoist Shang was puzzled.
The Great Protector of Qi thought for a moment, and then said: "The rubbing can be completed in a blink of an eye if you move faster."
"Are we going to arrest the two of them?" Daochang Shang asked.
The Protector of Qi thought carefully for a moment: "No, instead of staying in the Western Regions, it is better to send Cheng Sanwu back to the Central Plains and let him stir up the troubled waters."
Daochang Shang smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I still don't think Cheng Sanwu is that powerful. You said he is some kind of demon incarnation. I just used the demon god's eyesight method, and I can't see any demonic aura at all."
"Could it be my misunderstanding?" Qi Dadu defended himself: "The first time I met his eyes, I felt something unusual. Last night, I used my Gang Qi to sense, and I glimpsed a hint of great terror in a trance."
"Touch things and create scenery, and gain unique insights. Your martial arts cultivation has reached the realm of Tongxuan, and the Gang Qi has been transformed into subtleties, and you can even see the past." Daochang Shang reminded with a vigilant face: "But you must not be addicted.
These illusions, even if they are called illusions, cannot be regarded as real. Sometimes it may not mean that Cheng Sanwu has many secrets..."
"It may also be the result of my own experience and testimony." Qi Daduhu said smoothly.
"It's good if you know." Daozhang Shang then asked: "You said you want Cheng Sanwu to return to the Central Plains. What are you going to do?"
"I plan to ban Baochang Society in the name of rectifying the government affairs in the Western Regions." Qi Dadu defended his words: "Although the chaos was quickly suppressed this time, some people in the court still impeached me, saying that An Quti and the others are not a rebellious party.
Monster, but a group of miscellaneous people led by me, who have plundered the people of the Western Regions for many years, causing the people to live in dire straits. This is why the madmen gathered the refugees and raised their flags to start trouble. Prime Minister Lu seems not to stop, so I won't be polite."
"Prime Minister Lu really did everything possible to implement the New Deal." Daochang Shang frowned and snorted: "He has accumulated wealth relying on Baochang Society, and now he wants to make other people have nowhere to go!"
The Protector of Qi lowered his head, and after thinking for a long time, he made a decision: "There are some things that Prime Minister Lu cannot be allowed to do as he pleases. I plan to go to Heaven to listen."
Taoist Shang immediately understood: "The Ministry of Internal Affairs?"
"The embroidered messenger came here incognito. I really don't know how long she has been in the Western Regions." Qi Dadu said defensively: "Instead of trying hard to please, it is better to confess frankly and let her send the star marrow back to Chang'an and leave everything to His Majesty's Holy Judgment.