Zhang Wuji looked at the person in front of him, and he seemed familiar. Suddenly, he suddenly remembered, wasn't this the young Taoist priest by the Hanshui River that day?
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"Are you Brother Chu?" Zhang Wuji said in surprise. He remembered that the Grand Master admired Taoist Master Chu very much, and the two of them were still discussing Taoism together. But later he left first, and what happened after that was unclear.
"It's Chu. It's hard for you to still remember me after several years." Chu Feng smiled and asked, "How is your health now?"
Zhang Wuji's face darkened, and he forced himself to smile and said, "Thank you, Brother Chu, for caring about me. I'm much better now."
Chu Feng naturally knew the truth and asked him to stretch out his hand for examination. After a moment, his brows furrowed, the cold poison had penetrated deep into his internal organs, and there was no other way in the world to cure it except the Nine Yang Manual.
"Brother Chu, don't worry. My health is fine. Wuji can live for so many more years, and I am satisfied." Zhang Wuji thought that the other party was caring about him, and couldn't help feeling warm in his heart, and took the initiative to comfort him.
"Oh, you." Chu Feng's expression froze. Not only had he intercepted the opponent's opportunity, but he also received great gratitude at this time. He couldn't help but feel a little ashamed in his heart.
"Come with me." Chu Feng put away his useless thoughts and said with a straight face, then turned around and walked towards the valley.
Zhang Wuji was stunned for a moment, not understanding what this Brother Chu meant. He scratched his head and followed him, thinking: "This Brother Chu doesn't seem to be a bad person. He should have some secret things to tell me."
In a remote place outside the valley, Chu Feng stopped and looked around and felt very satisfied. He turned around and said: "From today on, you will come here every day. I will teach you a set of mental techniques. Once you have memorized it, you can practice more."
, the cold poison will naturally be cured in the future, now I will teach you the first paragraph."
"Ah, Brother Chu, I..." Zhang Wuji was stunned. How could he suddenly want to teach me martial arts?
Unless you find the Nine Yang Magic, all other methods are useless in this world."
"I'll let you practice as long as you want. Even with all the nonsense, aren't you afraid of practicing?" Chu Feng said sternly.
"Okay, then." Zhang Wuji was about to retort, but he saw that although Chu Feng's tone was stern, his expression showed concern, and he felt a sense of déjà vu. Somehow, he felt a trance in his heart, thinking: "
Just practice, I don’t have a few more days to live anyway.”
Chu Feng stayed in Butterfly Valley for seven consecutive days, passing on a mantra every day. Seven days later, Zhang Wuji came outside the valley again, only to find that there was no trace of him. He felt lost for a while, thinking to himself, Brother Chu seemed to be stern,
But he is a kind person, and if there is a chance in the future, he will definitely repay his life-saving grace. At this time, his face is no longer as pale and dark as before, with a faint trace of blood.
Chu Feng left Butterfly Valley and finally solved one of his worries. At this time, he returned to Juxian Building again. The shopkeeper was still the same, but there were many more waiters in the store. People were coming and going in the lobby, and business was booming.
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"You're back. Are you here this time?" The shopkeeper saw the visitor at a glance and hurriedly raised a smile and stepped forward to greet him.
"Let's talk upstairs." Chu Feng nodded slightly and walked towards the second floor.
"This is the intelligence in the past few months. Now the situation has gradually become clear. The world is divided into three parts. Our country Wei occupies the rich land of Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and together with Qingzhou itself, it is the most powerful. The power of the Red Scarf Army is mainly in Anhui and Huguang
Province, but its power is divided into several branches and is not unified. Finally, there is the Yuan Dynasty, whose main power is in the northwest provinces. In addition to the three parties, there are some other forces, but they are just a ragtag group and not worth worrying about."
Chu Feng read the information in his hand in detail and reminded calmly: "Don't underestimate the Red Scarf Army. Behind them is the Ming Cult. This sect has been operating among the people for many years, and its potential power cannot be underestimated."
"Are the Imperial Masters worried about the rise of the Ming Cult again?" the shopkeeper asked in a daze.
"Without us, it is really possible, but now the possibility is slim. Instead, you should pay attention to a person now. This person is not short of courage and resourcefulness, and has great ambitions. He has many talents under his command. If you let
When it grows up, it will become a serious problem."
"Who is the person the Imperial Master is talking about?" the shopkeeper asked with a startled look on his face.
"Zhu Yuanzhang, commander of the Red Scarf Army."
"Zhu Yuanzhang?" The shopkeeper was startled. At this time, Lao Zhu's reputation was not obvious. He didn't remember who this person was. He asked with some doubts, "Since this person may threaten the Wei Dynasty, why didn't the Imperial Master secretly
Take action to get rid of him?"
"I am only providing information, and you still need to discuss it yourself. I will not interfere with the military and political affairs of Wei State."
Chu Feng's tone turned cold. He was not a subordinate of the secret spy department. How could he be driven around like a killer? Speaking of which, even the identity of the Great Wei State Master was just a symbol. Did he really have to sacrifice his life for Cao Cao?
The shopkeeper suddenly realized that this person had a unique identity and no one could order him. Even His Majesty had to win him over with kindness, let alone a small manager of an intelligence base. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but break into a cold sweat.
"Is there any news from Spirit Snake Island?" Chu Feng asked again.
"Reporting to the Imperial Master, there has been no news of Granny Jinhua since she left the island with her ship half a year ago."
"I haven't come back yet." Chu Feng pondered in his heart, "It's been half a year. Is it true that I haven't found it yet, or..."
"Is your person reliable? Is it possible that your identity will be exposed?"
The shopkeeper was stunned for a moment, and he said with some uncertainty: "My subordinates receive messages every once in a while, and nothing unusual is found."
"I will leave for Spirit Snake Island immediately. I will know if there is any abnormality. You go and get the Yitian Sword."
"Master Imperial Master, Yitian Sword..." The shopkeeper suddenly knelt down with a common voice and said tremblingly, "Master Imperial Master made atonement, Yitian Sword was... taken away."
Chu Feng's face suddenly turned cold. That day he went to Kunlun Mountain alone and the Yitian Sword was temporarily stored in the secret room of Juxian Tower. At this time, he heard such news.
"Interesting, the other party dared to take the Yitian Sword away even though he knew it was mine. I wonder who is so bold?"
"It's the Second Highness, sir. Your Highness is the prince of the Wei Dynasty. He suddenly came to Fengyang half a month ago and said that he wanted to see the sharpness of the Yitian Sword. His subordinates did not dare to disobey, so they could only agree. The result..."
"It seems that Cao Pi is unwilling to be lonely. Does he know something?"
"To be honest, sir, in the history of this world, His Highness died young, and the person who finally took over the position was His Highness, and...and..." The shopkeeper's voice became softer and softer as he spoke, and in the end he did not dare to speak anymore.
Went down.
"He should have left something for me." Chu Feng's words were cold. He knew Cao Pi very well. This man was very good at forbearance. He would not have been so reckless before he ascended the throne of the prince. This and what happened next
Sima Yi is very similar to Sima Yi, both of them are of the same species. Taking away the Yitian Sword rashly this time was just a cover, the real purpose was to lure him there.
"Your Majesty, the Imperial Master is aware that before leaving, His Highness specifically mentioned that he would go to Hangzhou to visit the West Lake next."
"I'm really cautious. I'm worried that Cao Cao will find out. After all, a prince who takes the initiative to make friends with an important minister like the Imperial Counselor will definitely make people jealous. West Lake? What a wonderful place, Fenghuaxueyue, do you want to retaliate against me, or do you want to win me over?
, It’s a pity that no matter which one it is, it can’t be as you wish.” Chu Feng sneered in his heart, no matter what, he would not be able to support Cao Pi. Once this person gets to power, he may cause some trouble.
He also felt the limitations of working alone. After all, the Juxian Tower was the official weapon of the Wei Dynasty. Everything he did here would be reported one by one, otherwise Cao Pi would not be attracted.
"After this mission, we must step up our efforts to build our own force. What kind of force should we build? Jinyiwei? Too old-fashioned; Six Gates? Not good; Qinglong Society? This is not bad, the largest gang in the ancient dragon world
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Chu Feng was thinking about it in his mind, and suddenly thought of the little apprentice he left in the Tomb Sect. He didn't know how he was doing now. Has he finished his martial arts training?