Chen Zhihan gently brushed off the dust on his Taoist robe and took down his favorite long sword from the wooden stand in front of him.
Gently pull out the sword blade, and the sword body is engraved with fine cloud patterns.
He sighed.
This sword was given to him by Xiao Rong with his own hands back then, but now, he was asked to give it to his old friend with his own hands.
"There are many things in the world that cannot be controlled by oneself..."
"It's not good! Master!" Suddenly, a disciple's hurried cry came from outside the door.
"What's the matter?" Chen Zhihan said displeased. He hated being disturbed when he was resting and thinking.
This will seriously affect his mood.
"The Prison Institute has brought a group of people down the mountain. Moreover, there has just been a call from the inside, and there are officers and soldiers from the Huaxin County Hundred Household Office! I'm afraid they are all going to Brother Wuyou!" the disciple explained in a hasty tone.
"Hundred Households...Chen Tan...?" Chen Zhihan's expression changed slightly. If the prison alone could handle it, but Chen Tan personally went out, the nature would be completely different.
This means that he must have absolute evidence. Otherwise, the Qinghe Palace is affiliated with the Daoist Sect and is under the jurisdiction of Jixianyuan, and it would not be the turn of the garrison in other places to deal with it.
After pondering for a moment, he sheathed the sword again.
"Pack your things and follow me down the mountain!"
"Master, where are we going?"
"Let's go down the mountain to check the situation first." Chen Zhihan felt something bad in his heart.
He also knew a little bit about his son's setup, and he acquiesced in his old friend Xiao Rong's plan.
Because his main energy was focused on competing for the position of palace master and he had no time to pay attention to it.
Moreover, he also deployed many insiders in the Qinghe Palace and attracted many close followers.
Even if his son makes a mistake, he can cut off the tail of the gecko and not implicate himself.
but....
That is his son after all...
After simply packing up his things, Chen Zhihan led a team of patrolmen and quickly went down the mountain, heading towards the direction where the fireworks from the communication tube had exploded.
But we're not even halfway there yet.
On a woodland slope, he suddenly stopped...
On the slope, two corpses with twisted heads and broken necks appeared clearly before his eyes.
The morning light passed through the branches and was cut into countless fragments, falling on the grass, rocks, and the two corpses that had long since lost their breath.
The corpses were like branches, broken leaves, and animal bones that could be seen everywhere in the forest, being eaten by two seemingly black-backed wild wolves.
Chen Zhihan's body swayed, his eye circles were slightly red, and there was a hint of pain in his pupils.
He walked slowly over, and when he was ten meters closer, he suddenly rushed forward, and in a very short time, he hit a wild wolf hard on the waist with one palm from top to bottom.
puff.
The wild wolf was caught off guard and had no time to defend himself. His waist was broken on the spot and he fell to the ground.
The other wolf was so frightened that he ran away and disappeared into the forest in the blink of an eye.
Chen Zhihan walked to the body of his son Chen Wuyou.
He stretched out his hand, gently held his son's fatal neck injury, and made a corrective gesture.
"Master...we are now..." several disciples behind him asked tremblingly.
"Take the body and go to the county. Someone will help us take revenge." Chen Zhihan's voice was low.
At this time, he could not guess that his power in Qinghe Palace was gone.
His son died, prison guard Tang Sha led his team down the mountain, and insiders led troops from Baihu...
All this proves one point.
That old boy Tang Sha completely flipped the table.
The situation in the Qinghe Palace was revealed. Chen Baihu, a guy who had always been neutral, actually chose to support Tang Sha.
In the future, there will be no suspense about the position of Palace Master... In this case, it doesn't matter whether he stays or not.
"Let's go!" Chen Zhihan made a prompt decision, picked up the body, and quickly rushed down the mountain.
The game here has been lost, but the wife in the county still has room to make a comeback! When the time comes...this revenge for murdering a son...
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"Hurry and save people!" Zhang Rongfang panted and rushed into the alchemy room holding Zhao Dacong.
When the two handymen in the alchemy room saw this, they did not dare to neglect and quickly stepped forward to take over Zhao Dancong.
The two men carried the person and carefully placed him on the diagnosis and treatment table inside. They lowered the curtain and let Danfang Kundao perform treatment.
Zhang Rongfang stood outside the door and let out a long breath.
He has got the man back, but whether the senior sister can survive this or not depends on God's will...
He also didn't expect that Chen Wuyou would choose to take action just after he left, and Jiao Teng was actually completely on Chen Wuyou's side.
Halfway through this trip, if he hadn't shown weakness and made a sneak attack, the two of them would never have been able to compete head-on.
Zhang Rongfang found a stone bench and sat down outside the alchemy room. He rolled up his sleeves and saw two clear swellings on his forearms.
Those were the scars left when he forced away Jiao Teng's blocking move.
'In the final analysis, although I have practiced the Yue Xing Fu to the limit, my physical fitness itself cannot perfectly use the heavy mountain.
This ultimate killing move not only causes huge damage to the enemy, but also causes considerable damage to myself due to the reaction force. It must be used with caution.’
Zhang Rongfang sat on the stone bench, looking at the pilgrims coming and going on the main road leading to Xuanxin Hall not far away, and slowly felt peaceful in his heart.
Anyway, he tried his best.
After not waiting long, the little Taoist priest in the alchemy room came out and whispered a few words to him.
Zhang Rongfang's nervous expression also relaxed.
Senior Sister Zhao Dacong's life is not in danger, but she lost too much blood and had too many wounds and needs to rest.
In addition, you have to worry about the wound developing pus. But these are things to consider later.
No problem for now.
"How is senior sister now? Is she awake?" Zhang Rongfang asked.
"Senior Sister Zhao is still in a coma. If everything goes well, she may need to rest for a few hours before she wakes up. We have already given her oral healing medicine and golden sore medicine," the little Taoist priest whispered back.
"That's good..." Zhang Rongfang nodded.
"Junior Brother Rongfang!" Suddenly a voice came from not far away.
This is Zhang Xintai.
There was a slight bloody mouth on his cheek, his robe was still intact, but there was a long tear in the sleeve of his right arm.
"Senior Brother Xintai." Zhang Rongfang's heart moved and he quickly stepped forward to greet him.
"Do you know where I just went? What did I do?" Zhang Xintai looked solemn.
"Senior brother, please clarify your doubts." Zhang Rongfang cupped his fists and saluted.
At that moment, Zhang Xintai told him everything that had just happened, Xiao Rong's death, Xiao Qingying's kidnapping, Chen Wuyou's disappearance, Jiao Teng back-stabbing Xiao Rong, and a series of changes.
Zhang Rongfang was stunned. After hearing this, he was speechless and scared. He also didn't know how to evaluate Xiao Rong and his daughter.
"Then Senior Sister Xiao...what will happen in the future?"
Zhang Xintai shook his head gently.
"Her father still has a few friends in the Dao Palace. After the prison becomes the palace master, he will also take care of him a little. But..."
Zhang Rongfang also understood that Xiao Qingying, now that her father is dead, was still killed by the person she loved most.
And he was the culprit who indirectly killed his father.
Even if he still fell into the hands of bandits, even if he was really innocent, he would never be clean again.
This series of blows...
That young lady who used to be willful and squeamish...I'm afraid...
"Want to visit her?" Zhang Xintai asked.
"....Forget it. It doesn't matter whether you go or not." Zhang Rongfang shook his head.
Then he followed him down the mountain to buy medicine, and when he found out about Senior Sister Zhao Dacong, he also told her.
Zhang Xintai didn't say anything, he just patted him on the shoulder and followed him into the alchemy room to treat the injuries on his face.
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The death of Xiao Rong and the disappearance of the Chen family and his son caused a huge response in the Qinghe Palace.
In the entire Qinghe Palace, not counting the handymen, there were only hundreds of Taoist priests, of which martial arts cultivators only accounted for one-third.
The power of the Chen family and his son accounted for another one-third of the more than thirty martial arts cultivators.
After Tang Sha in the prison was cleaned up, several martial arts cultivators left behind by the Chen family voluntarily surrendered.
A small number of former die-hards were directly expelled from Taoism and driven down the mountain.
In this way, the number of martial arts cultivators in the entire Qinghe Palace quickly decreased to only their early twenties.
With this number, except for some of the people patrolling and guarding the Taoist palace, the rest are not even enough to go out and rotate the bases in the county.
The prison guard Tang Sha was forced to form a new patrol team with a martial arts cultivator leading the team and handyman disciples following the team.
In order to enhance the security of the Taoist palace, Tang Sha also assigned some additional disciples who were in martial arts cultivation and have not yet reached a certain level to go to the rotation base in Huaxin County.
They also began to select additional new cultivation disciples from among the handyman disciples.
And in this state, Qinghe Palace began to recover extremely slowly.
Winter passes and spring comes.
It's a new year in a blink of an eye.
Bang!
Zhang Rongfang and Zhang Xintai each stepped away, with white sweat rising from their heads.
"Come again!" Zhang Rongfang did not use the Dragon Snake Lifting Technique, but simply used the Yue Shaping Talisman and the Vigor Talisman to fight.
Compared to more than a month ago, he has become much more proficient in the Vitality Talisman.
The Vitality Talisman, combined with its attached Smoke Step, immediately shows the effect of disappearing and reappearing, and disappearing and disappearing as soon as it is released.
This is also the core of the vitality talisman that is said to be the most powerful in the rejuvenation and purification time talisman.
"Okay!" Zhang Xintai smiled. He waved his hands in circles repeatedly. His palms continued to accurately catch the moves coming from the opponent.
This is the spirit harvesting talisman, and it is also one of the two talismans that he has broken through.
As a second-level player, his shooting speed and strength are faster than Zhang Rongfang's.
At this time, it is even more relaxed and comfortable to block and fight.
The name of the spirit-picking talisman sounds nice, but its main purpose is to pick a little bit of true spirit from the other party.
The true spirit of this talisman is actually the eye as its spirit.
Therefore, every move of the Spirit Picking Talisman cannot be separated from the enemy's eyes.
Picking the spirit, picking the spirit, it is the human eyes.
This set of talismans has fewer flaws than the Yue type talisman, and its moves are brisk and gentle.
After a dozen moves, Zhang Rong was caught off guard and caught a flaw, hitting him a few centimeters in front of his eyes.
Zhang Xintai's hand knife hovered in front of Zhang Rongfang's eyelids, smiled slightly, and then took it back.
"It's very good. You are much more proficient in the Vitality Talisman than before. Once you understand the steps, you can slowly develop your body's instincts, and then you can get started."
He paused.
"By the way, how is your Yue-shaped Talisman breaking the limit?"
"I haven't got a clue yet...but it should be soon." Zhang Rongfang exhaled.
He has to time his breakthrough to avoid being too exaggerated, attracting too much attention, and being jealous and suppressed by others.
Playing against Zhang Xintai made him more aware of his level.
A master who has cultivated to the second level of Fu Dian, if he does not attack by surprise, he may not be guaranteed to win completely if he fights head-on.
There are so many secret skills that you can only use them twice in a short period of time, and your arms will become sore and weak. If you fail to hit the opponent twice and cannot defeat the opponent, he will lose.