We made an appointment with Xiang Xiang to meet up in a small town in Zheng State. When we traveled around the world earlier, Xiang Xiang and his master came here.
It happened that Jiang Wang had also passed through this small town when he came from Yun State to Qi State.
When he walked into the city gate, Jiang Wang happened to see two guards tearing off the notice on the wall while it was dark.
With Jiang Wang's current eyesight, of course he could see clearly. Those were several wanted documents, and the wanted objects were clearly in Hell!
The wanted document shows a mask of Yama with no gates to hell, and a portrait of Yin Guan - only Yin Guan shows his true face in Yama with no gates to hell.
Hell's Gate once assassinated General Quguo Zhenbian. Although Hell's Gate never announced the identity of the assassin, rumors have been pointing to Zheng Guo.
Therefore, in the eyes of discerning people, this assassination attempt by Hell No Gate obviously meant to provoke a dispute between Qu and Zheng. Since the main messenger behind it has not been exposed, both Qu and Zheng put their main targets on Hell Wumen.
Since then, Hell has no door and has been on the wanted documents of Qu and Zheng.
It's just that Hell has no door, after all, it's strong, and the strong people below God's presence are looking for death. In small countries like Qu and Zheng, there are only a limited number of strong people. It is impossible for strong people like God to run all over the world chasing hell. Therefore, for such a long time, there has been little effect. I only caught a few indifferent minions on the outskirts of Hell's Gateless Area.
But in order to express determination, wanted notices saying "Hell has no gates" have always been hung at the gates of major cities in these two countries.
Chong Xuan Sheng had already discussed this matter with Jiang Wang.
But now... Zheng Guo has quietly started tearing up the wanted documents.
In Jiang Wang's view, Yue Leng caught Taishan King with his own hands and opened a breakthrough for the pursuit. In the end, only two people escaped in the whole hell. The Qingpai pursuit team's action cannot be considered a failure.
And Hell No Gate assassinated a rites official in the Wailou realm, leaving behind four Yamas who were at the peak of the Wailou realm forever. It's not a good deal no matter how you look at it.
But he ignored what a behemoth Qi was.
Hell No Gate was able to complete the assassination in Qidu and successfully escape. Even if only two Yamas escaped in the end, that would be a deed worthy of a book.
After this battle, Hell has no door and became famous. Not only is it famous in the Eastern Region, but it also seems to be competing for the number one killer organization in the world.
Zheng Guo's abandonment of wanted arrest undoubtedly further illustrates the power of Hell without Gate.
It doesn't seem like a rational choice to run a killer organization to become famous.
But Jiang Wang understood why Yin Guan did this - he himself fled Youguo, but his cousin was still in Youguo.
The more famous he is, the safer his cousin is.
Why is it that out of all the hells, he is the only one who always shows his true face to others?
Because he wants the Imperial Master of Youguo to know that he is still alive and getting stronger!
Perhaps Jiang Wang's gaze lingered a little longer, and the guard tearing up the notice yelled fiercely: "What are you looking at? You're looking for death!"
Jiang Wang didn't care, he withdrew his gaze and walked towards the city.
Soldiers are often the people with the strongest sense of honor in a country. As soldiers of the Zheng State, they had no choice but to secretly tear off the wanted document while it was dark. It was undoubtedly a shame, so they were inevitably in a bad mood.
Jiang Wang can understand.
Make a promise to Xiang Qian and meet up at the first inn you see after entering the city.
This inn is called "Yingbin Building".
It's a very common name. Of course, the environment of the inn itself is also very ordinary.
Jiang Wang walked towards the counter: "Shopkeeper, please ask. Which room does Xiang Qian live in? I am his friend, and I have made an appointment with him to meet here."
"Moving forward?" The middle-aged shopkeeper flipped through the directory: "Brother, are you looking in the wrong place? There is no such person in our store."
Jiang Wang thought for a moment: "I'm looking for a middle-aged man with a dead fish face who looks like he hasn't woken up all day long."
In fact, Xiang Xiang's real age is only twenty years old, but if he didn't say it, no one would be able to tell.
The shopkeeper suddenly said: "Are you talking about Mr. Jiang Wang?"
"...Yes, it's him."
It turns out this is how it feels when your name is "borrowed".
Jiang Wang almost coughed, but finally stopped.
"Room C." The middle-aged shopkeeper lowered his head and looked again, and then said with some embarrassment: "You are his friend, can you help settle the bill? He only opened the room for one day, but he has stayed there for three Oh my god."
As for why Qianqian only spent one day's money, but could stay for three days without being kicked out... How could ordinary people have the courage to catch up with the extraordinary monks?
"...I'm causing you trouble." Jiang Wang awkwardly took out some coins and paid the bill.
Qidao coins are relatively popular throughout the Eastern Region.
Gold and silver items can be used everywhere, but Jiang Wang didn't have too many in his storage box, so he still reserved them for use after leaving the Eastern Region.
After all, at the level he is currently in contact with, all Dao Yuan Stones are circulating.
When he arrived outside the room, Jiang Wang did not knock on the door, but directly opened the door bolt and pushed the door open.
Sure enough, Xiang Qian was lying on the bed, sleeping.
It seems that he has not moved his nest in the past three days.
Of course Jiang Wang knew that as long as he showed hostility, he would immediately wake up.
But this doesn't mean how alert Qiang Qian is, it's just that his flying sword is sensitive.
Jiang Wang stepped forward and lifted the quilt: "It's time to go!"
He opened his eyes dizzily forward, and immediately closed them again when he saw it was Jiang Wang.
"Isn't it just dark? Let's sleep a little longer!"
Sleep during the day and sleep at night. For him, no matter where he goes, it's just a different place to sleep.
Jiang Wang shook his head helplessly and said nothing more. I found a chair in the room and sat down cross-legged to start today's evening class.
The inner palace has been opened, and the islands of heaven and earth still need to be adjusted, but as the cultivation level grows day by day, it no longer needs to take so much time.
The most time is still spent in the inner palace. Cleaning and exploring the inner palace is not only an experience of exploring the treasure house of the human body, but also a process of self-knowledge.
Former sages have said, "The inner palace is the body within the body and the room within the interior."
This shows what the inner palace means to practitioners.
After this period of "cleaning", Jiang Wang has already felt the outline of the body's secrets, which may be unearthed at any time.
For inner monks, magical seeds are of course the highest pursuit.
However, magical seeds can only be found but not sought, and even a hundred Inner Palace monks may not be able to pick one.
For cultivators who have no chance of magical power, discovering the secrets of the human body is the biggest goal in the inner palace. What Jiang Wang is pursuing at this stage is also the secret.
During practice, a night passes quickly.
Jiang Wang opened his eyes. Everything in the room was as it was yesterday. He didn't even adjust his sleeping position.
If he puts this energy into practice, this kid might be able to reach the peak of Feijian again...
"Get up!" Jiang Wang shouted.
Jiang Wang was sure that he woke up Qian Qian because his breath stopped.
But Xiang Xiang remained silent, probably trying to pretend to sleep.
Jiang Wang stopped talking nonsense and flicked a fire flower with his fingers, floating forward and upward, falling at a constant speed.
After standing still for a while, knowing that there was no room for further struggle, he climbed up and skillfully avoided the fireworks.
As if nothing happened, he said directly without washing up: "Let's go!"
