"Xiao Zhi, how about you, you have stabbed me so many times, why don't you say a few heartfelt words of thanks before you say goodbye?"
Looking at the slightly teasing smiling face opposite him, Yi Zhi raised his chin, hummed softly and said, "In my sect, if others want to invite me, I may not give them face."
Feng Zi chuckled and said, "If you say that, I'm really honored."
"Hmph." Yi Zhi hummed again in response.
"Okay, okay." Feng Ziqing shook his head and smiled helplessly, and said: "Okay, since you choose to go alone, then you should be more careful along the way. First find a remote place to heal your wounds, and then return safely. Do you hear me?
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Yi Zhi originally wanted to say something, but when he felt a big hand touching the top of his head, his mood softened inexplicably, and he softly responded: "Oh, I understand."
Feng Zi gently patted her head and said softly: "Be good, and remember to keep the secret between us, do you hear me?"
"Oh, I see."
"Very good." Feng Ziqing nodded with satisfaction, took his hand back, then bowed and saluted in a serious manner, and said: "Girl, I will cherish you all the way. Xiaosheng is here to send you my best wishes. May you have a safe trip, and the mountains will not change.
The green water will flow forever, we will see you again later."
"Pfft" Yi Zhi couldn't help but laugh out loud as he looked at the pretentious person in front of him, "It's really embarrassing, don't be like that person just now, so formal and awkward. It's so awkward. Okay, okay, it's time for me to leave, then.
Farewell to you, see you later."
"See you later."
"See you later." Feng Ziqing said softly again to the girl in red who stopped wielding her sword in the air and looked back with a smile.
Looking at the distant red shadow, Feng Ziqing murmured to himself.
He spoke softly to you, relied on you mostly, gave you gifts, and swore a strong oath. It should be foolproof, yes, it should be. He is less than fifteen, and his thoughts should not be too deep. It's okay.
Feeling a little relieved.
The red shadow is long and the green shirt returns to the city.
On the official road a hundred miles away from Xichao County, a swordsman in a green shirt was walking slowly with an unknown weed in his mouth.
Since ordinary horses could not bear the weight of Fu Wei behind him, Feng Ziqing chose to walk on foot and wield a sword when necessary.
Feng Ziqing walked out of the south city gate and headed to the next stop, Chengwu County.
Chengwu County is located in the northwest of Xuanhe Kingdom and southeast of Xichao County, about three thousand miles away. It is the second largest county in Xuanhe Kingdom. The local martial arts is extremely popular, second only to the capital, Xuanjing.
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Nearly 70% of the practitioners are warriors. You will know what this country is like as soon as you enter Chengwu County.
Zhiyue said that the Xuanhe Kingdom, where martial arts prevailed, and the common national condition of being born with great strength, derived many techniques for cultivating qi. After all, except for those who are born with supernatural power, most people have the power of nine cows and two tigers.
It is obtained through practice.
The most important thing is that among these complicated techniques, some immortal cultivators can actually practice them!
Although it's not much, it's expensive.
Feng Ziqing was of course very curious, and at the same time he also wanted to try his luck. Chengwu County was the second largest county in Xuanhe Kingdom, and there might be a technique suitable for him.
The mirror technique taught by Lao Wu did not involve cultivating one's strength. Maybe he didn't expect that he, an immortal cultivator, would give birth to a heavy sword?
At this stage, if I want to easily wield the heavy sword Fu Wei, I can only rely on my own Yuan Power. It is still somewhat difficult to rely on my own strength alone. Furthermore, Lao Wu said that Fu Wei will increase in weight as his level increases.
, it will only get heavier.
After reaching the Chengxu realm, the sword has become much heavier, almost weighing more than two thousand kilograms. If I have reached the sixth, seventh and eighth realms, how heavy will this sword be?
If one day, due to fighting with the enemy for too long, one's Yuan Power is insufficient, under such circumstances, it would be a bit wasteful to use Yuan Power to swing Fuwei, and the degree of danger would be increased in vain.
In this way, one's own strength will become extremely important in the future.
Anyway, if you have many skills but don't overwhelm your body, you can lose ten skills with one strength.
Why not.
There is no snow in the cold winter.
Stop and go along the way.
After passing the village, passing through the small town, climbing over the mountains, crossing the long river, and repeating the old business he had just left Qingfeng Village three or two times, Feng Ziqing arrived at the north gate of Chengwu County with a slightly satisfied smile.
It's approaching noon.
Four city guards holding spears and wearing heavy armor stood upright at the city gate. There were many people coming in and out one after another inside and outside the city gate. Although they were dressed in different costumes, as long as you felt it a little, you would know that most of them were warriors.
But the level is not high.
Feng Ziqing squinted his eyes. Why were there so many people coming in and out of the city gate at this noon? Could it be that something lively was happening in the city?
Well, it’s my first time here, so it’s better to be safe and wait until you get familiar with it before asking around.
Feng Ziqing adjusted slightly, then followed several warriors dressed as hunters and slowly entered the city.
It is convenient to practice in the capital, and there is no need for so-called road guides or customs clearance documents.
There are masters of cultivation in every county and city, and the range of perception is extremely wide, and the transmission of messages is extremely convenient. A flying sword message can arrive quickly, and most of those who want to lurk and disguise themselves, waiting for opportunities, are here to deliver.
The most important thing is that Nanzhou has the Chengtian Sect to guard and intimidate, and the countries are relatively stable, so there are basically very few attempts to build a city or a country.
After entering the city, Feng Ziqing asked for some information on the way and chose a relatively large inn in the city.
The inn is big, which means it is better informed, and it is located in the city. No matter where you go, it is convenient. But it is a bit expensive. Fortunately, there is still some gold left in the square inch, plus I got it from returning to my old business.
There is nothing to worry about.
I have to sigh, that little girl Yi Zhi is a real killer, she is ruthless in what she does. Why did she buy so many things? Is her daily necessities almost full? She bought so many things to eat, play and drink.
Why didn't you notice before that this is a hidden foodie?
Well, forget it, as long as the results are good.
I don't believe that she can't stuff her mouth with so many things.
At night.
Feng Ziqing changed into a brocade robe, tied up her hair in a bun, took out a fine folding fan from a square object, clicked, unfolded the folding fan, and swayed leisurely.
The suave Mr. Feng slowly walked out of the inn and headed to a place where information has been extremely well-informed since ancient times.
Guangwu Tower.
Outside the gate.
There was a lot of noise and an endless stream of people.
Feng Gongzi, who put his hands behind his back and gently shook the folding fan, came leisurely and leisurely. He looked at the three big characters on the door plaque and thought to himself, "Chen Wu", does this mean to entangle the warrior until he becomes subdued?
Well, I just don’t know how to wrap it up.
"Oh, what a handsome young master, come on, come in with your sister. The young master has a distinguished name. He looks strange, but you are here because of his reputation?"
"My surname is Feng. I came here for the first time. After a long journey, I wanted to come here to relax and rest for a while. My sister is really beautiful. I just don't know if the girl here is beautiful."
The familiar Madam held Feng Ziqing's hand and occasionally made small gestures of scratching her palm. While talking, she would pretend to be shy from time to time and deliberately patted Feng Ziqing's chest. After feeling strong, her smile became even brighter.
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"Master Feng is really good at talking. My sister is very happy to hear it. Don't worry, Master, we, the girl from Guangwu Building, guarantee your satisfaction! Come on, come on, please come upstairs."
Feng Zi chuckled and took out a small ingot of gold from his sleeve, waved it in front of the old madam, and then threw it in front of her chest, "Feng's preferences are a bit unique, as long as he is the kind of pure lady who is both beautiful and good at talking."
, if you like it, then we can discuss how to raise the funds, money is not a problem, sister, do you have this?"
The old bustard smiled and took out the gold from the gully on his chest, pinched it, and said with a flattering smile: "Yes, of course there is. My sister will call you right now. Master, wait a moment."
Feng Zi chuckled and nodded, followed Mr. Gui to the third floor, chose a place with a better view and sat down, and started drinking.
He leaned forward slightly and could look down at the overall situation from the railing, quietly listening to the news that might be hidden in the noise downstairs.
Looking at the commotion downstairs, he thought of the last time the four of them went to a brothel together, and met Hua Zhiyu and his wife outside. He felt a little emotional. Going to a brothel alone was indeed a bit lonely.
Not long after, the madam came back with a trace of embarrassment and embarrassment on her face.