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Chapter 117: The air is soaring into the sky

In a mountain forest,

Ye Zhiqiu looked up at the sky. The sun had already set. He carefully put away the sword manual.

He spent most of the day looking at this forest, completely immersed in it, and attracted by the swordsmanship and swordsmanship recorded in it.

In fact, he is also a monk, but his cultivation level is really low, and he can only reach the lower seventh level. He has never seen such mysterious kung fu before, and he was fascinated by it.

"What a great senior. You taught me such precious skills. This is a great kindness. I really don't know how to repay you."

"My benefactor, master!"

He shouted a few more times in the forest.

A sneeze,

In the mountains dozens of miles away, Wang Zhe suddenly sneezed.

"Someone is cooing at me, is it you, Laifu?" Wang Zhe turned to look at the confused native dog.

Oh? The native dog turned the corner and made a sound.

"Not you?"

Wang Zhe raised his hand and counted with his fingers.

"Destined person?"

In the mountain forest dozens of miles away, Ye Zhiqiu stood up and dusted himself off.

"It seems that my benefactor will not come today. My stomach is growling. Let's find a place to eat something to fill our stomach first and then wait and see. If you still can't wait, then go back to Qindi."

"What are you waiting for me to do?" a voice suddenly came.

"Who, my benefactor!" Ye Zhiqiu's big eyes were full of surprise after seeing Wang Zhe.

"My dear friend, you are so powerful. I just shouted a few times and you knew it!"

"It turns out it's you. Has the letter been delivered?"

"Replying to my benefactor, it was delivered. The two old men were very happy. They were very much looking forward to my friend coming back as soon as possible.

It's just that he is seriously ill and I'm afraid he won't be able to come back." At this point, Ye Zhiqiu's expression became a little dark.

"My benefactor, your cultivation is so profound that you can cure the cold on my body and my friend's disease, right?"

"I'm not good at medicine, not to mention he's thousands of miles away. How can I treat him?"

"That's right, I'm being rude.

My benefactor saved my life and taught me wonderful sword skills. Please accept my worship!"

Saying that, Ye Zhiqiu was about to kneel down.

Wang Zhe raised his hand and waved, and a gust of wind lifted him up.

"What disease does your friend have?"

"Well, he, he was absorbed by the fox demon." Ye Zhiqiu said after pondering for a moment.

"Fox demon?" Wang Zhe was slightly startled.

Ye Zhiqiu then told Wang Zhe about his friend's experience.

His friend in Qin met a beautiful woman outside the city in the evening a few months ago and said that she had been separated from her family by a gangster on the road.

His friend kindly took the woman back to the city and kept her at home.

He was a man and a woman alone, but his friend was strong-blooded and the woman was graceful and beautiful.

Lang was in love with his concubine, and within a few days they were together.

Then his friend became obsessed with the woman's beauty and had sex with her every night, but within a few days he lost a lot of weight.

When Ye Zhiqiu saw him, he was already skinny and gloomy, but he still didn't know it, indulged in it, and refused to listen to others' advice.

Ye Zhiqiu wanted to drive away the fox demon, but unexpectedly he almost fell into the fox demon's charm.

He then found a wandering Taoist who said that his friend's energy had been sucked away by a ghost. He entered the house and drove the fox demon away, thus saving his friend's life.

It was just that most of his friend's yang energy had been sucked away by the fox demon, and his foundation had been damaged. The Taoist priest had no choice but to go to the doctor to prescribe some medicine to replenish his body.

Seeing that his health was getting worse day by day, he asked Ye Zhiqiu to bring back the letter and some silver.

"What a familiar storyline." Wang Zhe thought to himself.

"This is his disaster."

"My benefactor, this friend of mine is a loyal and kind man, but he fell into this state due to the fox demon's sorcery and charm."

"There are also capable people and strangers in Qin. Have you ever looked for them?"

"I have looked for it, but some people don't have the ability, and those who have the ability are unwilling to take action. A monk said that to save my friend, I need to use miraculous elixirs or treasures from heaven and earth to replenish the lost yang energy.

They should be unwilling to use such precious treasures to save an unrelated person."

"It's human nature," Wang Zhe said.

Practitioners are not Bodhisattvas who save all sentient beings. Very few people would save an unrelated person with the hard-earned elixir or treasure.

There is a saying in Buddhism that "Buddhism is vast only if you have a predestined relationship."

"What's your friend's name? What's his birthday?" Wang Zhe did have some pills here. Maybe he could save that person's life. It depends on whether he is worth saving.

Ye Zhiqiu was stunned for a moment, and then said Fei An's name and birthday.

Wang Zhe calculated with his fingers, and the result of this hexagram surprised him a little.

"Go back, your friend will soon be out of danger, but you have to be careful."

"Be careful, why?"

"You might not recognize him." Wang Zhe said with a smile.

"Thank you so much!" Ye Zhiqiu bowed again.

Hearing that his friend's life and death situation would change for the better, Ye Zhiqiu's face showed a smile, and his mood suddenly improved a lot.

After bidding farewell to Wang Zhe, he mounted his horse and returned to Qin.

A few days later, it rained again. This time it rained for more than two hours, which was slightly longer than the last time.

An autumn rain and a cold,

Autumn is short by nature. Two months pass by inadvertently, and winter is coming soon.

Wang Zhe knows that many people will not survive this winter.

He knows it, and so do some big men.

It's just that few people care about it,

The wine and meat in Zhumen stinks, and there are frozen bones on the road.

The night wind is cold,

Wang Zhe stood on the top of the mountain and looked at the sky.

As the New Year approaches, the sky is still very chaotic.

He still hasn't found an opportunity to break through.

It was as if a door was right in front of him, and on the other side was a brand new world, but he just couldn't push it open.

Is it necessary to undergo a complete baptism of thunder and lightning?

It’s just that thunder and lightning in winter are still rare.

Just as he was about to return to the cave, he suddenly saw a yellow light in the distance heading straight towards Niu Dou.

"What is that?" Wang Zhe pinched his fingers when he saw this, his whole body trembled, and his face turned pale.

"A treasure, and a supreme treasure!"

Go and have a look,

After these few battles, Wang Zhe understood the importance of a handy magic weapon.

He went back to the cave to get some talismans, picked up the sword, rose into the air, and headed in the direction of the light.

The land of Jingzhou thousands of miles away.

sudden changes in the situation,

Jiangcheng, in the palace of the King of Chu.

A man wearing a white jade robe stood in the yard and looked at the sky.

After a while, a man wearing Taoist robes hurried over.

"My lord, your anger is soaring into the sky. This is a sign that a great treasure is about to appear! And this treasure is in the land of Jingzhou, near Jiangcheng."

"Can Taoist Master figure out what kind of treasure it is?"

"I haven't calculated the exact size of the treasure yet, but judging from the situation, I'm afraid it won't be that different from the few treasures in the Wanbao Pavilion."

"Oh." The prince pondered for a long time after hearing this.

Naturally, he knew about the several important treasures in the Wanbao Pavilion, and it was said that they could kill immortals with them.

"Your Majesty, such a treasure and such movement have alarmed many people. Your Majesty, you must prepare early."

"Well, I hope the Taoist priest will lend a helping hand when the time comes." King Chu said calmly.

"Pindao is naturally trying his best!"

Wang Zhe used the "Shen Zu Tong" to travel without stopping. He rushed from Yangzhou to Jingzhou in just one night.

When we arrived in Jingzhou, it was getting slightly brighter, and we heard the sound of horse hooves on the official road, and someone was riding a horse in a hurry.

"Brother, it's daybreak. We've been traveling all night. Let's find a place to rest."

"That's fine."

"Senior brother, there must have been many people who saw such a big movement last night, right?"

"Well, that's why we rushed here in a hurry. You and I have limited cultivation. If we go earlier, we might still have a chance. If we do it later, not only will we not get the treasure, but we may even lose our lives."

"I don't know what kind of treasure it is, but it can actually make such a big noise!"

"The land of Jiangcheng, you will know it when you go there."

Wang Zhe had already encountered three waves of people along the way, all heading for the divine light that soared into the sky last night.

"Jiangcheng?"


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