Jianye Prefecture was in chaos. The usually calm and shrewd Zhou Mu roared with red eyes as if to vent his anger. He immediately took out the jade token of communication and urgently summoned the highest combat power in the Prefecture besides himself, the Shadow Guard. !
Soon after, seven gray shadows appeared in the void of the core residence. They seemed to merge into the void, and their bodies were constantly undulating like ripples.
"See State Shepherd."
The voices of the seven shadow guards were like one, speaking in unison.
"Go to Soul Burial City quickly to investigate the death of my son." Jianye Zhoumu's clenched fists had veins twitching wildly, "After finding out the culprit, he immediately summoned Honzhou Mu, and you must wait until I come to take action in person, you know? ?”
"As you command!"
After receiving the order, these seven shadow-like gray figures immediately disappeared into the void.
"If you dare to kill Qi'er, even the incarnation of my magic power will be of no avail." Jianye Zhoumu wanted to crush his palm into pieces, and said fiercely: "I will kill you even in heaven and on earth, to avenge my son! "
And in another courtyard of the State Shepherd's Mansion.
There was a young man who was as graceful as jade, watering the flowers with a kettle. He was in a leisurely and elegant mood, as if he had no desires and no demands.
It seems that Zhou Mu's roar just now did not affect this side.
Behind him, a maid held a jade box with snacks. She said, "Master, let me wipe your sweat for you."
The young master shook his head slightly, and his expression showed no trace of what he was thinking. He wholeheartedly cared for the carefully cultivated flower garden.
He was one of the Shaozhou Mu who founded Yezhou and was also the eldest son of the Shaozhou Mu, Chen Quhuan.
However, not long after he was born, his biological mother died of poisoning, and his originally dedicated father took a new wife in less than ten years. From then on, the life of Chen Quhuan, who was loved by thousands of people, changed. The frequency of his father's visits to him became less and less, and when he had a younger brother, he even ignored him.
"Almost, I haven't seen Zhou Mu in nearly thirty years." Chen Quhuan smiled softly and continued to play with the flowers, but there was a trace of sadness in his eyes.
At this moment, a guard rushed over from outside and saluted: "Sir."
"Oh? Is something wrong?" Chen Quhuan asked without raising his head.
The guard reported in a low voice: "The young master has fallen..."
Chen Quhuan's hand holding the kettle shook and he immediately regained his composure, "I understand, go down."
When the guard saw that the young master still looked unconcerned, he sighed, turned around and left the house.
The two young masters of the Zhou Mu Mansion, the younger Shao Zhou Mu, received Zhou Mu's promise at the full moon and were appointed as their successors, while the elder Shao Zhou Mu's halo has been taken away since then.
Since then, Chen Quhuan has changed. Except for the maid and two exclusive guards around him, he basically never leaves the yard once a year. Even if he goes out, he only chooses flower seeds and enjoys the tranquility without competing with the world.
Little did he know that he was minimizing his sense of existence, fearing that he would be targeted and suppressed before he was qualified to take back what should be his. Therefore, he would rather bear the name of mediocrity and live with flowers and plants day and night.
Now, the only competitor has fallen outside.
Chen Quhuan didn't have any fluctuations on the surface, but he secretly said in his heart: "That's right."
However, with Mrs. Zhou Mu here, he believed that a second brother would be created soon, so he decided to continue hiding his edge and live a quiet life for decades.
After Chen Quhuan poured the water, he put down the pot, picked up the snacks in the jade box, and said, "Lian'er, go prepare hot water for me and send it to my room."
"Yes, sir."
The girl turned around and went to work.
Chen Quhuan returned to the room alone. After lying down on the bed, he raised his finger and pointed at the void, and then a light curtain appeared, "Disciple, please see me."
Soon, an old face appeared on the light screen, "Huan'er, could it be that you have mastered the Great Destruction Technique that I taught you a few days ago?"
"Not yet, we have already touched the edge." Chen Quhuan shook his head and said, "Chen Yuqi is dead."
"Oh?" The old man was startled for a moment, then smiled and said: "Very good. Once he dies, you will have at least twenty more years. During this period, the vixen should still be at peace with you as before."
"Um."
Chen Quhuan then said: "Disciple wants to go out."
"Where to go?" The old man was a little confused.
"Soul Burial City." Chen Quhuan said with a smile: "I want to meet the person who helped me unintentionally."
The old man took a few deep breaths and then his eyes focused.
Something strange happened.
Three-color streams of light were projected from the light curtain, and they immediately condensed into a body that was exactly the same as Chen Quhuan's. There was no difference in expression or details.
"This body can last for a month." The old man said, "It's not the first time anyway. You must make sure you get it back to the State Shepherd's Mansion before it breaks."
"good."
Chen Quhuan saluted the old man on the light screen, and the latter disappeared from his sight.
Chen Quhuan immediately disguised himself as a guard and pushed open the door. The fake body would temporarily replace him in the state pastor's mansion according to his consciousness and thinking. Even if the state pastor comes in person, he will not notice anything is wrong.
"Mom, one day, I will get it back for you from that woman with interest."
Chen Quhuan easily got out of the Prefectural Mufu Mansion. He was like a bird escaping from its cage, breathing the free air.
Since he only had one month left, Chen Quhuan went straight to the beast carriage rental shop and used one thousand yuan as a mortgage for one month to rent the highest-level flying beast carriage here, the "Double-Winged Dragon"!
The double-winged dragon is a quasi-earth-level Xuan-level Yuan beast with half of the dragon veins. In terms of bloodline and strength, it is way ahead of the Heavenly Lion.
Chen Quhuan drove the two-winged dragon and headed towards the direction of Soul Burial City as fast as a meteor.
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And in the wild forest outside Soul Burial City.
At this moment, Zhao Fan looked extremely embarrassed. He held the Long Yao Tian Dao on the ground with one hand, gasping for air. Several large wounds were opened on his body by the spear tip, and the blood almost stained him. Bloody man.
On the ground in front of him, there was a body that was still warm.
The look of regret before death was fixed on the corpse's face.
It's Xu Er!
Zhao Fan tried his best and finally successfully killed the enemy that the teacher had set for him!
Use the peak of the Xuan level to destroy the late stage of the Xuan level.
Such dazzling achievements like this, even if we look at the entire Yuan world, it cannot be said that there are none, but there are very few.
However, Zhao Fan was also seriously injured. In the end, he still managed to make a comeback at the cost of 1,000 injuries to the enemy and 800 losses to himself, and sealed the victory!
He slowly turned his head to look at the teacher who was always watching the battle.
At this time, the black mask had dissipated, but Liang Rui's expression was very serious.
Zhao Fan's heart skipped a beat, and the joy of killing the late Xuanjie suddenly disappeared. He asked nervously: "Teacher, please point out the mistakes made by the disciples."
"As a soul cultivator, it is a taboo to exchange injuries for injuries or even risk one's life!" Liang Rui turned his face and scolded: "Before the final blow, you had at least seven opportunities to let him die. He fell into a disadvantage and suppressed him until death. As a result, he either didn't find it or gave up as soon as there were some signs."
Zhao Fan trembled, and the previous scenes appeared in his mind. Indeed, as the teacher said, because he was too excited to fight, he missed many opportunities that could obtain the greatest benefit at the lowest cost.
Such is the legacy of combat experience and transformation.
Before Zhao Fan ascended, although his soul was powerful, it was like a auxiliary function. Most of the time, it was a head-on confrontation, and a head-on fight was more exciting.
But now, it's different. He majors in soul, which are two completely different concepts from the past.
Moreover, this first battle was against people at the late Xuan level, and they were fighting almost across an entire large level.
"Disciple knows his mistake." Zhao Fan nodded with this in mind.
At this time, Liang Rui suddenly smiled. He walked over and handed over a white pill and said, "Take it. This is a small compound pill."
On the surface, he was stern and pointed out the disciple's mistakes mercilessly, but in his heart, Liang Rui was full of praise. First of all, this disciple did not get carried away because he killed the late Xuanjie at the peak of Yuanjie. Instead, he could listen. Come in and criticize yourself. Secondly, the last blow is not without its merits. The fierceness that is not even afraid of death can sometimes turn the tide of the battle!
But as a teacher, I really feel sorry for him. After all, Xu Er has not forced Zhao Fan to the last resort.
Liang Rui also saw that Zhao Fan's actual combat experience was almost zero, and the advantage of soul cultivation was only half used. Otherwise, even if he faced the peak Xuan level, he would not be as embarrassed as he is now.
Thinking of this, Liang Rui finalized the training plan for this trip in the Yuan Beast Mountains, and even extended the period to six months.
One, control the soul armor!
Second, fight with Yuan beasts, and start from the late stage of Xuan level, and rise to the peak of Xuan level step by step.
Only the tempering of blood can truly grow.
Although Liang Rui couldn't bear it, he still did not lower the intensity of the training plan. At the same time, he was even more looking forward to Zhao Fan's future.
Zhao Fan didn't know what the teacher was thinking. After he took the small pill, his injuries recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye. In less than half a stick of incense, he was as good as before.
Zhao Fan couldn't help but sigh at the powerful efficacy of the elixir.
Then, Liang Rui said: "Search the body and let's continue on our way. If nothing else happens, Jianye Zhoumu has already been furious and sent his elites to investigate the cause of Shaozhou Mu's death."
"Then...will there be trouble?" Zhao Fan asked, but there was no fear in his eyes.
"Is it troublesome? It's indeed a bit troublesome."
Liang Rui said thoughtfully: "The state capital will definitely find out the place where Shaozhou Mu was last seen before his death, which is the animal cart rental shop. Since we had a conflict with it, we naturally became the first suspect. The target. I was wearing a mask, but you were not, and your facial features would be extracted and a wanted order issued. There are many people in the academy who know you, which means that your identity will be exposed. The relationship between Chen Chun'er and you..."
