"Not the second guest, just the second guest of swordsmanship!"
In the guest house, after Lei was subjected to a Taiqingzhen technique, he quickly took off the token from Qing Lingzi's waist.
Dong Zhongshu and others did not want to cause trouble, and it was obvious that he could only handle the task of killing Qing Lingzi.
Deaths caused by guest officials competing for rankings are not uncommon in the Huainan Palace. Every year, more than ten or even dozens of people die in this competition.
However, the fight among the disciples for ranking is a fight. If they are to be killed by outsiders, this will involve unanimous external support.
Lei's eyes flashed.
He looked at Qing Lingzi's body lying on the ground, then at Zhang Xuezhou who stopped for treatment in the distance, then at Dong Zhongshu who had a congratulatory look on his face, and then at Jinchang who had a green and solemn face.
The small guest house has obviously become a place of hidden dragons and crouching tigers.
Not only did Qing Lingzi die not expect it, but Lei Guan also never expected that there would be so many masters in the crowd who greeted him before.
Lei Bei is very confident in his swordsmanship and believes that he has the possibility to cross the realm and fight against masters of short weapons such as swordsmen or swordsmen.
But the thunder quilt will undoubtedly not collide with those who are good at magic.
In the early stage of cultivation, magicians can be chased away by reckless men with butcher's knives, but in the later stage of cultivation, many warriors need to be careful and vigilant. If they are careless, they may be killed.
Except for a few special warriors, it is a reality that top practitioners are inferior to martial arts.
Lei Bei had an embarrassed smile on his face, but he didn't even dare to mention the idea of getting the animal skin back.
"It's your crime to have a jade. Don't think that we are harming you by taking away people." Dong Zhongshu said: "Qing Lingzi also has the best swordsman in the family. Maybe he doesn't bother to fight for it, or maybe he has already made a plan. Wait until Qing Lingzi succeeds before taking action."
"Tianjiu used to be called Tianba, and before that it was called Tianqi. Maybe you should know what this means." Jinchang said: "You can struggle in the hands of Qing Lingzi and use the flaws in his character to escape here for help, but Tianjiu We all have to run when it comes.”
"You can't hold on to this set of first-class skills!"
Zhang Xuezhou interrupted.
He looked at the thunder quilt and saw himself.
The exposure of wealth despite lack of strength will inevitably attract attention, and even make people greedy and compete for it.
If you are not careful, it is not surprising that one day you will be in the limelight and tomorrow you will be dead on the streets.
Zhang Xuezhou is glad that he has never had any thoughts of being in the limelight. He does not have the strength to be in the limelight, nor does he have the habit of opening and closing his mouth to brag.
This gave Zhang Xuezhou a number of good skills, but he had never attracted the attention of others.
It is extremely common to not be able to hold on to what you have if you don't have enough strength, or you don't have enough backers, or you don't have the proper order.
"I also know that after showing off, people will definitely see it," Lei Ban said helplessly: "But the inheritance I received is incomplete, and I need to look at other content to make up for it. I can't accomplish this kind of thing without being a guest of the Huainan Prince's Palace!"
"Then the matter is settled like this. Now that you are conspicuous, you might as well hand over your horizontal sword skills," Dong Zhongshu said.
"Who is going to submit this horizontal sword technique?" Jinchang frowned.
"Do you want to enter Room A to see those sets of secret books?" Lei was asked.
Everyone's purpose was clearly revealed before, but Lei was able to react with hindsight.
"But the time limit for you to watch in the A-shaped room by submitting the first-class technique is not as long as mine." Lei Bei said: "If you are not from the Huainan Palace, you will not be able to watch in the A-shaped room for more than an hour."
Lei Fei had long been seeking a higher level of realm art.
If he could obtain it through other means, he wouldn't have to take such a risky path. After all, the glory of being in the ring would be unbearable for the disaster it would bring.
But Lei Bei couldn't get what he needed within an hour, and without the protection of relevant personnel, it was difficult to determine whether his remaining horizontal sword technique would be certified as a first-class technique.
"You are now the second guest in swordsmanship, so you can vouch for it." Jinchang frowned and said, "The process can be passed after all."
"I can enter Room A to watch," Dong Zhongshu said, "one hour is enough for me."
"One hour is enough for me," Jinchang said in a low voice.
Dong Zhongshu and Jinchang looked at each other, with a hint of distrust in their eyes.
From a certain perspective, Jinchang was a wanted criminal by the court, just like Qing Lingzi who was lying on the ground at this time.
In a short period of time, Qing Lingzi was rendered breathless by Dong Zhongshu. Jinchang did not want to become Qing Lingzi's second best.
It was easy for Dong Zhongshu to deal with him. Whenever Dong Zhongshu mentioned that he had not remembered some content, or gave him a incomplete Huang-Lao technique, Jinchang felt that he would not be lucky.
If you have bad luck, you will be unlucky, and if you are unlucky, you may die.
The reason for this is simple.
For Jinchang, who placed his hopes on Huang Lao's skills, he believed in this kind of words from the heart.
For Dong Zhongshu, it was impossible for him to trust a wanted criminal.
If Qing Lingzi was a wanted criminal by the imperial court, Jinchang was on the imperial court's black list.
Dong Zhongshu must be cautious about the leader of the Yin-Yang Nine who is involved in causing a war between the Han Dynasty and the evil country.
Most of the monks of the Yin Yang family like to follow the heart, focus on utilitarianism, and use all means.
He had seen Jinchang's attitude towards Fu Bugui.
This made Dong Zhongshu unable to trust Jinchang even more.
If he had not obtained a piece of bamboo with no words in the urn, but had directly learned Jinchang's identity, Dong Zhongshu felt that he would have avoided the other party in the past few days and directly cut off contact.
He doesn't want to deal with Jinchang now, and he doesn't have the ability to deal with Jinchang.
Thinking that Jinchang might also know his identity, Dong Zhongshu stared at him for a long time.
"How should this matter be resolved?" Dong Zhongshu said: "Even if we take this piece of animal skin right now, Tianjiu might be coming soon!"
"If you don't believe me, and I don't believe you, then I'll give you half of it," Jinchang said with an eyebrow, "If you can enter the A-shaped room, how much can you learn and let nature take its course!"
"This is a wonderful idea." Dong Zhongshu nodded in agreement: "So you would rather have a lack of practice than let us get the complete content from each other?"
"I can't trust you," Jinchang said bluntly, "You probably can't trust me either!"
"indeed!"
Dong Zhongshu nodded.
"If you can't believe it, believe me." Lei Beimao recommended himself: "I will hand you my technique, and you will give me a copy of Three-Day Bigu Powder, and I can help you remember the secret scriptures you want to learn!"
"Have you not recited all the realm techniques you need for five days?" Dong Zhongshu frowned.
"I remembered it originally, but after being chased and killed by Qing Lingzi, I forgot a little bit!"
After being exposed by Dong Zhongshu, Lei Fu couldn't help but feel dejected and felt that he would no longer be qualified to enter Wenying Pavilion in the short term.
"Why do you have to read those secret tomes? What's so interesting about those things? You are not weak at all. Finding a top technique is the real thing. I looked through those secret tomes at that time. What's in them? It’s so confusing that it’s not easy to remember at all…”
Lei Bei was obsessed with the names of the second and third guest officials of Huainan Prince's swordsmanship. He kept mumbling, but his eyes were fixed on every part of the inn.
Dong Zhongshu said it right, this matter must be brought to an end as soon as possible.
Whenever he thought of the old swordsman with sinister eyes, he couldn't help but tremble in his heart.
"You don't understand the problem..."
Lei was nagging and begged Zhang Xuezhou to treat his injuries, which made Zhang Xuezhou respond in a low voice to Lei's puzzled question.
But soon, Zhang Xuezhou felt two eyes on him.
"You don't believe me, and I don't believe you, then let him recite the secret scripture," Jinchang said.
"Although his literacy is not good enough, his memory ability is really good!"
Dong Zhongshu nodded.
Lei Fei's low-pitched exchange with Zhang Xuezhou broke the deadlock between him and Jinchang.
Jinchang knew Zhang Xuezhou, and he also knew Zhang Xuezhou. He even knew that this guy was capable of specialties and couldn't do normal fighting, but he had a variety of skills in assisting people.
And memory is also Zhang Xuezhou's strong point.
(End of chapter)
