Regardless of whether there is still a big shot above Shou He, at least the mysterious foreigner is no longer young.
He became familiar with Qi and Blood Martial Arts just by looking at him. His talent cannot be described as shocking at all, it is definitely unpredictable!
Even the Nine-Headed Xia Long was defeated by one punch even when he used magic weapons to transform.
That punch didn't have terrifying power, nor was it blessed by any magic.
With one punch, it was as if he saw the great road coming.
It's amazing and amazing.
If he hadn't really seen it with his own eyes, Zhao Qingyi would have thought that the mysterious man had already practiced Qi and Blood Martial Arts.
But he personally heard Xia Long say that the other party was a monk.
He didn't know what a monk was.
At first, the mysterious man's actions were very mysterious but not that scary. It just made people feel inexplicable.
The impact of Li Si's head was much higher, but that's all.
When the mysterious man took the Blood Divine Halberd, mobilized all his energy and blood, and extended it to use "force", he seemed to see a "god".
So he bowed his head and bowed.
Maybe this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for him.
"Golden elixir?"
"Monk!"
On the way back, the thoughts in Zhao Qingyi's mind kept spinning. It seemed that he was really a frog in the well, and finally he could clear the clouds. Of course, he would not give up this opportunity, this opportunity to go further, even if this opportunity would bring disaster.
"Master Zhao, we are here."
The absent-minded Zhao Qingyi regained her composure, got out of the carriage and looked towards the small courtyard.
The courtyard is not big, it only looks like a second entrance. Compared with his Qingyi Building, it is simply small and pitiful.
However, this is Wanning County at the foot of the capital city. It is not easy to have a courtyard with two entrances. No wonder Shou He only had half a tael of silver after touching it.
"Madam, I'm back."
"Official.
What greeted him when he opened the door was a surprisingly beautiful woman. She looked less than thirty years old. She was very graceful and beautiful. She immediately threw herself into Shou He's arms and hugged each other.
The slave family is worried about this matter, but fortunately the officials are safe."
Shou He put his palm on the woman's shoulder honestly and said with a smile: "I'll make you laugh."
Zhao Qingyi cupped his hands and said, "Brother Shou and his wife have a deep love for each other. It's not too late for me, Zhao Qingyi, to envy them."
He now fully understood why Shouhe had no money left.
Both the small courtyard and the beautiful woman need money.
"Madam, please prepare some home-cooked food, and I will go get a jar of good wine and have a detailed discussion with Brother Zhao."
"Why."
…
After three rounds of drinking, Shou He's dark face could not be seen to be red from the smell of alcohol. From his clear and coherent speech, it should be known that he was not deeply drunk.
Put down the chopsticks.
He said with a serious expression: "Brother Zhao, this matter must not be mentioned to anyone."
Zhao Qingyi nodded solemnly: "I understand."
"I will go back tomorrow and move the Qingyi Building to a rural town in Wanning County."
"Whenever Brother Shou is asked to do something, I will never make any excuses."
"There's no need to be so anxious."
"We still have to do it. We have no idea how powerful our enemies are. Nine-headed Xia Long and Zhong Yu Hua can only obey orders. They are top-notch masters in the world, especially Xia Long."
Zhao Qingyi rolled his eyes: "Brother, you still need to have more contact with that adult."
"I've heard that all those aristocratic families have gone out."
"Maybe he has become what Xia Long calls a 'monk'."
"Then those 'monks' fed them back, allowing them to firmly become a wealthy family, or even a noble family."
"You saw the look in Zhong Yuhua's eyes. The witch has always been arrogant. After hearing the word 'Golden Pill', her expression was flat, but she was trembling after the master showed his strength. I suspect that there must be a higher level above the Golden Pill.
, just like what we call the bottom stream, the third stream, the second stream, and the first stream."
"I think with your magnanimity, you should be a 'first-rate' master even outside."
Shou He couldn't help but admire Zhao Qingyi as he poured out his guesses.
Anyone who can become a first-class master is not a fool.
In fact, he had already made a guess in his mind, and he vaguely knew the origin of the other party.
It's just that as a flag bearer, he doesn't like to talk to others.
"Brother Zhao is right."
"You and I share what we have and are like each other's horns. Maybe we can gain a future."
Zhao Qingyi cupped his hands and said, "It's enough to have a brother."
"Without further ado, I'll go get ready."
"It's getting late..."
"This matter should be done at night and under the stars!"
"Take care of yourself."
"Take care of yourself!"
…
Ta-ta-ta.
Horse hooves galloping.
Zhao Qingyi and thirteen Taibao quickly left the city and rushed towards Qingyi Tower.
"Lord, let's run!"
"run?"
"Hahaha!"
Zhao Qingyi laughed loudly: "How could I let go of this opportunity that so many people dream of? Come back to Qingyi Tower quickly. I want to move the entire Qingyi Tower to the foot of the capital."
"drive!"
…
After sending Zhao Qingyi and his entourage out of the county gate, Shou He, who returned, soaked his feet in medicinal wine under the service of his wife.
Under the dim light, he took out an object from his sleeve robe.
It is the three-foot Zunhun Banner.
The blue and black banner surface is like an iron roll, but to the touch it is like Bingxinshen silk weaving.
The main black gold pole has magma-like red blood flow, and is as warm as warm jade, but it can calm people's minds. It seems that as long as you hold on to this soul flag, you can hold on to the spring, summer, autumn, winter, and those years!
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"You are also a magician, right?"
"I know you saved me."
Shou He's expression was complicated.
Inside the banner.
The black-robed Taoist who reads books in the Taoist Temple is writing a book on Qi, Blood and Martial Arts.
This world is very repulsive to magic power, and there is no spiritual energy blessing. Only the Qi and blood martial arts prevail, and it has become a climate that can allow extraordinary warriors to reach the peak of the first step.
Tushanjun spread out the neatly rolled noodles.
Gradually analyze the magic of Qi and Blood Martial Arts.
If one day the spiritual energy disappears and enters the final stage, Qi and Blood Martial Arts will have miraculous effects.
However, in Tu Shanjun's view, it seems to be Qi and blood martial arts, but in fact the movement of meridians and the mobilization of Qi and blood are more like the product of the fusion of the immortal way and another great avenue.
The idea is very strange and has its own merits, but it has not completely found its way out.
"Like what?"
"Bloodway!"
Tu Shanjun figured it out immediately.
After hearing Shou He's prayer, Tu Shanjun closed the book and thought about whether to respond to the other party.
Although Shou He has a huge amount of Qi and blood, the opponent is not a monk after all. What he consumes is Qi and blood. Qi and blood are related to life span. If it cannot be replenished, it will undoubtedly use life to activate the soul flag.
But I think of the many misunderstandings that can easily arise.
Tu Shanjun still thought of answering the question for the other party.
"That's all."
The black-robed holy king waved his long sleeves and looked at the towering city in the distance: "Gentlemen, who is willing to go for me?"
A tiny mysterious light burst out from the city.
As faint as a candle flame.
But it has a strong light.
"good."
"One level of Qi training should not damage your lifespan."
…
Shou He, who was still lamenting the mysterious demon's unwillingness to meet, suddenly felt his own energy and blood surging, turning into mist to make the soul flag appear sacred.
Immediately afterwards, a black and red wind blew and quickly formed a tall figure.
Standing in the dim light with hands behind hands.
"Why is the old man standing in the dark?"
The black-robed Holy King said calmly: "If someone stands in the light, someone needs to stand in the dark."
"Isn't the old man a local?"
"He's from a foreign country."
When he mentioned his hometown, Shou He's eyes suddenly brightened up, and then slowly dimmed: "I have investigated many cases."
"What case?"
"A lot of kids are missing."
"It's very taboo to mention it from above, and even the files are very few. However, I still know that there are many, many missing children. They are not very old, basically no more than ten years old. I have traced them all the way, but I found that the clues were strangely broken.
, as if they never existed."
Tu Shanjun suddenly frowned.
Think deeply.
Why is this method so similar to the "organization" of old acquaintances?
Organizations love nothing more than collecting children to work for them.
Judging from what Shou He said so confidently, it must be a large area.
The way things are done is so rough, it doesn't look like the style of the organization.
Although the organization always misjudges his strength, in fact, upon closer inspection, the organization is still very organized and meticulous. Even ordinary first-step monks rarely know the name of the organization. The forbidden land of the gods belongs to the Yuanyang domain.
Part of it should be done more seamlessly.
to be honest.
This is a rough job.
It's not like an organization, but like those sects that recruit disciples and make a big show of it, and don't care what the secular people think.
"Sometimes many foreigners come."
"I suspect they abducted..."
"..."
Tu Shanjun listened quietly and thought in his heart.
The forbidden land should not be a cave.
Although the Zunhun Banner may not look impressive, it is actually a peerless holy weapon.
Once it lands.
According to the laws of the cave, it will be popped like a balloon by the soul flag.
So this is probably a blessed place that depends on the Yuanyang Region for survival.
Yuanyang Domain is the place where the five worlds and the underworld circulate and hunt for treasures.
Of course, treasure hunting was the first priority, and was later developed as a transit.
It is said that the Golden elixir monks had a narrow escape from death when they came here, Nascent Soul True Monarch often died, and the Divine Transformation Master was often in danger.
Tu Shanjun met many monks who died miserably and fled for their lives after searching for treasure in Yuanyang Territory.
In the Xiaohuang Territory alone, the more famous ones are the old man from the Yangcheng Mine and the original version of Mr. Jing.
Jing Laoguai, who is the Master of Transformation of Gods, said that he found several treasures in Yuanyang Territory, among which the most bizarre divine coffin was dug out by Tu Shanjun and given to Jinghong.
Yuanyang Territory looks really dangerous.
"Who are you talking to, sir?"
A beautiful woman came from the door, lifted the curtain and looked into the room.
"Madam, I am discussing with an old senior..."
Shou He did not cheat on his wife.
When he looked at Tushanjun, he saw that the old man had a strange look on his face, which seemed to be mixed with doubts and a little surprise.
The old man was staring at his wife with a pair of black and red eyes.
"Old-timer!"
Shou He was a little angry for no reason.
I couldn't help but emphasize my tone.
Even if this person is really a 'first-class expert' from the outside world, he cannot be so rude.
Tu Shanjun withdrew his gaze.
He said calmly: "You have such a strong demonic aura."