135 On the situation (thanks to Jiang Yang's leader
Early next morning.
Before dawn, Wei He took the carriage on the road. The wheels of the carriage were bumpy and rocked up and down.
Inside the carriage.
Wei He carefully checked all the preparations, equipment, props, medicines, and special poison repellents that needed to be used.
Although White Jade Gong has the effect of repelling poisons, it can only reduce most poisons with weak potency.
For drugs with extremely strong effects, they do not have much suppressive effect.
In the final analysis, Baiyu Gong is actually a practice process that continuously improves the resistance to several types of drugs.
This skill requires constant consumption of medicinal materials with different medicinal properties to enhance the body's resistance to medicine.
But this kind of enhancement is not unsolvable. As long as the effect of the medicine is far greater than that of the medicine taken for exercise, it can be cracked. And it is also ineffective for some categories that have not been trained.
'To put it bluntly, Bai Yu Gong actually uses modern biological resistance and adaptability to produce the so-called poison-repelling effect. It's just that the warrior's strong physique has taken this resistance to an extreme.
But correspondingly, while obtaining this anti-toxicity, similar therapeutic drugs will also lose their effectiveness, which can be said to have advantages and disadvantages.’
Wei He sat in the carriage, listening to the snorting of the horses coming in from outside, and his mind gradually calmed down.
From Xuanjing City to Zhongling Villa, there is some distance in between, and you have to pass Tianyinmen on the way. The distance is further than going through Tianyinmen.
Wei He drove halfway and just after passing Tianyin Gate, he saw more and more horses and vehicles.
They all seemed to be walking with him towards Zhongling Villa.
Along the way, we encountered more and more cars, horses and people.
When the carriage and horses were resting in the middle of the journey, Wei He and the coachman went to a tea stall on the roadside to have tea and rest.
The folk customs in Taizhou are fierce, and the tea stall is actually opened on the roadside.
The boss is an old man who is blind in one eye. He carries a cane and has several young waiters under him.
Looking at the appearance, you can tell that he is a senior who has retired from the world and is not easy to mess with.
Several long wooden boards were erected, and a pile of dry branches and leaves were thrown on them, and it became a so-called tea stall.
There were about a dozen sets of tables and chairs at the stall, and people were sparsely seated.
The sky was gloomy and hot, so Wei He found a relatively clean table and chairs and sat down.
There was a table next to him, and three shirtless strong men in linen were sitting there. All of them had short hair, strong builds, and thick calluses on the backs of their hands. They looked like they practiced boxing.
The three of them were eating refreshments and drinking freshly brewed green tea, talking about Zhongling Villa.
"When it comes to martial arts competitions to recruit a bride, didn't you also say that as long as I can win, I can enter? If I can win, can I also get married to Wan Qingqing?"
"I've told you, how dare you do this kind of competition in such an open manner to recruit a bride? With your three-legged cat skills, I can throw you down in less than one turn!"
"That's nonsense! I've been practicing hard for thirteen years and I'm still afraid of a mere little girl!?"
"Then why don't you try it? If you are lucky, you can become the chief man of Tianyinmen's inner courtyard. From now on, when you go out, you will be majestic and domineering in Xuanjing City."
"That's right, maybe those people who went up have beaten that little lady to exhaustion, and it's your turn to go up. If you're lucky, you can win if you aim at someone with weak legs!"
The two of them were singing and bragging to make fun of the other guy.
The man was so blocked that his face turned red and he kept retorting. In fact, he also knew that he was definitely not this material, but you can't lose the battle if you lose, and you can't lose with your words.
Wei He withdrew his attention and asked the waiter to bring tea and refreshments to the coachman.
The coachman, Lao Li, is an old man who has been working in the Tianyin Hall for many years. He has strong outer martial arts skills. Because of his age, there is no hope of breakthrough. He also practiced leg skills and rough hard skills, so although his qi and blood are only barely at second level, in actual combat
Still has some strength.
Wei He asked him to sit down and eat together, but Lao Li refused to come, saying that he wanted to look after the horses and carriages to prevent them from being stolen.
Wei He just let it go.
After sitting for a while, while the waiter fed the horses some fodder and drank some water, Wei He was about to get up and leave.
Suddenly, several strong horses came running from far to near on the galloping road.
These horses are different from ordinary horses. They are fat and strong, and their coats are shiny. The most important thing is that the four hooves of these horses are actually cat-like claws.
There are fleshy pads on its paws, and it makes a light and quiet sound when running, giving it a faint smell of a predator.
The horseback riders are also different from ordinary people. They all have tall and straight postures, well-proportioned and strong muscles, and both men and women have a hint of awe-inspiring and cold temperament on their faces.
There are four horses in the team, two men and two women, but their movements are uniform and uniform, with very little difference. Even the dust they throw up when running is not much different.
The four horses did not stop, but passed by the tea stall and continued to gallop away.
"The people in the Chijing Army are really different from ordinary people!"
The horses left for a while before someone at the tea stall made a faint sound.
"I heard that the Chenzhou rebel army is getting bigger and bigger. They have defeated the imperial army several times. Among them, Zhang Song, the general of the rebel army, calls himself the King of Dingshan and has begun to build a government." Someone sighed in a low voice.
"Wasn't there a notice posted at the door of the government office before? I'm afraid there will be forced conscription soon."
"No way, we have 100,000 Chijing troops stationed there. Aren't the rebels all just farmers? Why?"
"Yes, the commander-in-chief of the Chijing Army, Wei Chizhong, is a veteran who has guarded the frontier. He will not let the thieves come over. What's more, the people in Taizhou are fierce and everyone practices martial arts. It's okay if the thieves don't come. If they come,
, I want him to never come back!"
Under the common topic, people at several tables immediately became connected and the discussion was lively.
It's just that Wei He never heard the discussion about Zhongling Villa again.
Instead, this group of people began to talk about what strange beasts the surrounding Chi Jing Army had captured recently, what bandits they had killed, what other bizarre murders there were, and rural rumors about wealthy families having children out of wedlock.
Wei He was sitting at the table, holding slightly hot tea in his hand, and suddenly felt an inexplicable feeling.
In the eyes of martial arts warriors like them, the Jianghu martial arts sect they face is everything.
The entanglements, fights, and calculations between the warriors are all that can be seen.
But outside on another level.
The rebellion gradually became a climate, and various regions gradually became independent and independent. The imperial court lost control of the local areas, and the world was in chaos.
People pay more attention to the things around them.
And the little entanglement between warriors is like a little wave, fleeting in the general trend of the world.
"Are you Senior Brother Wei Hewei from Yubei Town?!"
Suddenly, a voice pulled Wei He back from his distraction.
Wei He came back to his senses and looked around. He saw two women, also wearing the Tianyin Sect's elegant attire, standing not far from him, looking at him with some uneasiness. They seemed to be worried about admitting the wrong person.
The two of them are obviously not from Wanqingyuan, one is handsome and the other is upright and generous.
Her figure looks to be quite hot due to long-term exercise. But that is obviously caused by wearing tight clothes to tighten her figure.
If you look carefully, you can see the clear muscle outlines on the arms of the two women.
It's just that my daughter loves beauty, so she uses special methods to hide it.
"Who are you?" Wei He was convinced. Although he didn't remember seeing the two of them, his purpose of walking slowly was achieved.
That is companionship.
"Senior Brother Wei has never seen us, but we have known him for a long time." The dignified and generous one of the two girls said with a hearty smile.
She pointed to her companion who bowed his head shyly on the other side. "Her name is Meng Qing, and my name is Zhang Lingxu. We have met Senior Brother Wei several times in Yuxingfang before. We have long heard that Senior Brother has become a master in just a few years.
Martial arts master, you must be highly regarded by the head of the hospital and support you to become the helmsman of Yubei Town. I didn't expect to meet you here."
"Zhang Lingxu, Meng Qing, good names." Wei He smiled and nodded. "Which hospital are you from?"
"We are not as powerful as our senior brother, and we are still in the outer courtyard." Zhang Lingxu waved his hands repeatedly and said with a slight blush.
"But Qing'er is coming soon. She has better talent than me. She should be able to enter the inner courtyard soon. If she is admitted to Wanqing Academy by then, Senior Brother Wei will have to take more care of her." She smiled and pushed Meng Qing beside her.
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"Okay. Although I'm not a powerful person in the inner courtyard, it's okay to look after my junior sister a little." Wei He nodded with a smile.
The three of them sat down and chatted for a while. As expected, these two people also went to Zhongling Villa to watch the fun.
After all, Wan Qingqing is the chief of the inner court and a highly skilled martial arts master. There are not many opportunities to see masters of this level competing in public.
So the two of them also went to broaden their horizons.
As soon as everyone talked about it, the three of them simply walked together, so that they could have someone to look after them along the way.
What surprised Wei He was that the two women were not traveling alone. There was a team of about ten strong domestic servants not far away.
In the team, there were two people with obvious Qi and blood surges. They were actually second-blood warriors. It was obvious that the two women had good family backgrounds.
But it doesn't matter if there are more people, it will be more convenient. Wei He has a plan in mind.
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Zhongling Villa.
Early in the morning, not far from the arena set up in the villa, there was a small building nestled against the mountain.
In the main seat of the building, Wan Ling, the head of the Wanqing Courtyard, was sitting upright in a long gauze dress.
To her right, sitting side by side was a middle-aged man with an elegant appearance and a scholar-like temperament.
The man was dressed in a black robe, with long flowing sleeves, and a long black beard on his chin, which was as long as a palm and hung down to his chest. Although the robe was large, it still could not hide his extremely strong upper body muscles.
The temperament of a warrior and a scholar are subtly combined in this person, making it unforgettable at first sight.
This person is one of the deputy sect leaders of Tianyin Sect, Zhou Shun.
In addition to the two people, one of the nine sons of Tianyin, Xiao Qingyu, the head of Zhenglinyuan, also sat next to Wan Ling.
Both of them are women from the Nine Sons of Tianyin and are relatively close to each other. This time Wan Ling called her to help out.
In the small building, there was also the representative of Zhongling Villa, the chief steward Liu Bo, an ordinary old man who looked like an old farmer.
Although he seems ordinary, there are several third-blood warriors beside him who are willing to act as foils to show his status.
In addition to the four big shots, there were many others, sitting in rows, including Wan Qingqing, Zhou Yugui and others.
In the small building, a large chandelier at the top was illuminated by hundreds of candles, dispersing all the darkness in the entire lobby.
"Thank you, Deputy Sect Leader Zhou. Chief Xiao of the Zhenglin Courtyard is here to help with hosting the little girl's martial arts competition." Wan Ling, the headmaster of the Wanqing Courtyard, stood up and nodded slightly to the two figures of the same level.
"You are so polite, Chief Wan Yuan." Zhou Shun said with a smile.
"Xiao Ling, are you and I so alienated? I also watched Qingqing grow up. If I don't come, who will?" Xiao Qingyu's tone was much more familiar.
Wan Ling looked at this good sister gratefully. She didn't have many friends in the Tianyin Sect, but the only one who always supported her was Xiao Qingyu.
This time Qingqing was able to get the opportunity to make the decision on his own, and it was only with the support of the head of Xiao Qingyu that the current situation was achieved.
Xiao Qingyu is over fifty years old, but still radiant, with no wrinkles or spots on her face. Apart from being slightly rich, this ordinary-looking best friend has given Wan Ling a lot of support.
After coming back to his senses, Wan Ling clapped his hands.
"Now that everyone is here, let me tell you that this time my little girl wants to marry, there are some things that need to be prepared in advance."
Her beautiful eyes swept over everyone present, and her gaze fell on the many young warriors present.
"Because there are many participants, but there is only one little girl. Therefore, we need to introduce three screeners here to block most of the people who are far less powerful. To avoid wasting the little girl's energy and making the final outcome unfair."