Huang Fu stood facing south, half-closing his eyes and murmuring to himself:
"The purple and black evil is coming like a dark cloud, big bad, big bad, this is a sign of great misfortune..."
Huang Fu felt solemn in his heart.
He studied under Han Changgong, the master of Qintian Supervisor, and has been looking at qi for many years. He has already entered the hall and entered the house. Every time he looks at qi, he gets 23 out of 10, and he is already a master in this way.
But he has been looking forward to it for many years and has never seen anything like this.
In his half-closed eyes, there was an aura of vastness, like the black evil spirit before the storm, and among the billowing black evil, there was purple rising.
According to the Tao, if the Qi is bright, it will lead to prosperity; if the Qi is dark, it will lead to decline; if the Qi is black, there will be misfortune; if the Qi is purple, it will be noble.
The ultimate black evil contains the supreme nobility.
Could it be that a certain big shot is about to unleash his wrath on this Ronghua Mansion?
"Who are you looking for?"
Huang Fu asked again.
"This time when the spirit-stealing demon technique came out, the demon seriously injured Mr. Ming. Xue Mingping was furious, so he asked Mr. Huang to come and find this person..."
Du Hangong became increasingly unsure:
"Yes, but is there something wrong?"
"The Soul Seizing Demonic Art... A few months ago, that person was unable to kill Mingtang. How could he bring disaster to the entire Ronghua Mansion this time? It must not be this person, or it may not be just this person."
Huang Fu shook his head slightly and asked again:
"Except for that person, do you have anything to hide?"
"Master Huang..."
Mingtang's heart thumped as he thought of Zhao Yanyan and Dong Menruo who were detained in prison, but stopped talking.
"Master Ming, do you have something to say?"
Huang Fu glanced at Mingtang and said something.
Mingtang hesitated for a moment before saying:
"In order to track down the whereabouts of the bandit, we detained Dong Menruo from Jishen Sect and Zhao Yanyan from Baiyue Villa..."
"Ji Shen Sect and Moon Worship Villa..."
Huang Fu thought for a while and shook his head again:
"Huangji Shen and Zhenren Baiyue will not provoke the court because of two mere disciples. It is enough for Zhao Changlin to come to negotiate. They will not come to Ronghua Mansion in person..."
Jishen Sect and Baiyue Villa are certainly the top sects in Dafeng and even the world, but Dafeng is the strongest force in the world, bar none.
Although Huangjishen and Baiyuezhenren are great masters in the weapons spectrum, whether it is his master Qintian Supervisor Han Changgong, the Catcher of the Six Doors, Yang Lin, the Commander-in-Chief of Jinyiwei, or the Governor of Dongchang Master Cao Tiangang will not lose to them.
There is absolutely no possibility of offending the imperial court for the sake of two disciples.
"Master Xue thinks so too."
Mingtang breathed a sigh of relief.
Huang Fu walked a few steps in front of the carriage, still a little surprised and uncertain. Others did not dare to say anything for fear of disrupting his thinking.
After a while, Huang Fu stopped and slowly exhaled a long breath:
"When Mr. Xue comes back, tell him that the person he is looking for is in the south. He will be rewarded along the way..."
"What are you doing?"
Seeing Huang Fu stepping onto the carriage again, Mingtang and Du Hangong's eyes widened.
"I don't have the ability to lock souls from thousands of miles away like my teacher. Telling is probably the limit. There is more that I can't see and can't say."
Huang Fu opened the curtain and got in, and responded calmly:
"If you listen to me, you will be able to find that person. I have important matters, so I won't stop here..."
After that, the driver turned the horse's head and headed back towards the road he came from.
"Master Huang? Master Huang?"
Mingtang and Du Hangong were dumbfounded, never expecting that the Five-Fun Lingtai Lang from Qintian Prison would actually leave like this.
They hesitated for a moment, but still didn't dare to step forward to stop him, looking at each other with wry smiles.
"They didn't come after them, did they?"
After turning two streets, in the carriage, Huang Fucai, holding hot tea in his hand, breathed a sigh of relief.
"Sir, they have not caught up."
The man driving the car hesitated slightly and said:
"It's just my lord, if you leave like this, wouldn't you offend Xue Chaoyang and Liumenmen?"
"hehe."
Huang Fu sneered, put down the teacup, and said slowly:
"Did you know that there are dozens of disciples of my teacher, many of whom are more talented and talented than me? Why can I be such a five senses spiritual master?"
The driver's face tightened:
"Naturally, my lord is wiser and more powerful than me, and I have come out on top with the Qi-Wang technique."
"Bullshit!"
Huang Fu sneered and then said calmly:
"It's just because I always say only three points of my words, only do half of my work, don't do things if I can't do them, avoid them when I feel they're in danger, and retreat when I'm in trouble."
"Well......."
The coachman was stunned for a while and didn't dare to answer the question.
"Let's go. Ronghua Mansion will become a place of right and wrong. There is no point in staying here for a long time."
Huang Fu didn't say much and gave instructions calmly.
As soon as he finished speaking, the traveling carriage actually stopped. Before he could frown, the coachman spoke with a hint of urgency:
"...Sir, sir, let's go, we can't go."
"Um?"
Huang Fu half-closed his eyes and saw a column of crimson air not far ahead like wolf smoke rising into the sky, with a hungry wolf roaring into the sky.
His expression changed involuntarily:
"Xue Chaoyang?"
At the end of the street, the crowd dispersed. Xue Chaoyang, wearing a crimson robe and a large cloak, crossed his arms and spoke coldly:
"Master Huang's words are thought-provoking. Mr. Xue feels ashamed."
Huh~
Huang Fu opened the car curtain, jumped down, and looked at Xue Chaoyang standing in the street in the distance, his smile was a little stiff:
"Master Xue has served the country and the people, and Mr. Huang admires him very much."
Being blocked like this, Huang Fu's old face became a little embarrassed.
"Yeah?"
Xue Chaoyang smiled noncommittally:
"I thought Mr. Huang didn't trust me, Mr. Xue, and wanted to leave?"
How could he not know what the old guy in front of him was?
He promised Zhao Changlin to release Dong Menruo, and Zhao Yanyan hurried over just to stop this old guy.
Otherwise, how could Zhao Changlin let him go if he didn't pay enough?
"Where, where. Who doesn't know that Xue Mingzhao is famous? I am afraid that you will be ambushed, so I am going to Nanshan to help you!"
Huang Fu smiled.
"In this case, Xue has misunderstood you."
Xue Chaoyang glanced at him with a half-smile, and said in a calm tone:
"In this case, the reception banquet in the city lord's palace has been prepared. Sir, please follow Xue. You are the protagonist today and cannot be absent."
"well."
Huang Fu couldn't hold himself any longer and sighed:
"I've already said what I can say, why should Brother Xue embarrass my younger brother?"
Phew~
Xue Chaoyang stepped out in one step and without seeing his movements, he had already arrived in front of the carriage.
The smile on his face disappeared and he looked at Huang Fu coldly:
"So what did Mr. Huang see that made him leave in a hurry? Could it be that Xue will die in Ronghua Mansion?"
"What did you say, sir?"
Huang Fu's expression changed. As soon as Xue Chaoyang said this, he had no way out.
If he retreated knowing that he would be in danger, not even his master Han Changgong, not even the imperial court would be able to spare him.
"In this case, Mr. Xue promises to let go. Unless everyone in the six gates is dead, I will never let you suffer any harm."
Xue Chaoyang's expression softened and he said:
"Xue's promise must still have some weight."
"It doesn't matter, Huang will sacrifice his life to accompany the gentleman today."
Huang Fu sighed in his heart.
I'm afraid it will be difficult to retreat this time.
However, before the purple energy rises, I am afraid that someone extraordinary may appear in this Ronghua Mansion.
How to control it requires careful planning...
.........
The dazzling sunlight flows down, filling the sky and earth like a vast ocean, everywhere.
Nanliang City, the backyard of Yangxiao Hall.
An Qisheng held up a red elixir the size of a dragon's eye and looked at it carefully under the sunlight.
This elixir is red all over, with no hint of medicinal fragrance. If you look closely, you can still see the small lines on the surface of the elixir. It is really like a work of art.
This pill is called the Little Holy Pill of Six Hells. As the name suggests, it is a simplified version of the Holy Pill of Six Hells that is famous all over the world.
The only difference between it and the Six Hells Holy Pill is that it only has the main ingredient.
Its value is as high as that of Huangjue Temple's Xiao Huan Dan. Taking one pill can increase your internal strength for thirty years.
Bai Xian'er and Bian You, two direct disciples of the Red Sun Dharma King, were given this one just because they wanted to investigate the spirit and demon seizing technique.
When Bai Xian'er revealed that the elixir was lost, Bian You almost vomited blood in anger, and was about to fight Bai Xian'er to the death.
If he knew that Bai Xian'er had given this elixir to him, he would probably come and snatch it away the next moment, even if he was exposed.
"One elixir can increase the internal strength by more than half a dozen. How are the cultivation conditions of these famous sects so superior?"
An Qisheng looked at the elixir and couldn't help but feel sad for Wang Quan Lao Dao.
After seventy years of hard work, it only takes two pills.
This is still the Little Holy Pill of the Six Prisons. If the effect of the Holy Pill of the Six Prisons is still higher than that of the Great Return Pill of Huangjue Temple, one pill is enough to match his inner strength of a lifetime of hard work.
But he also knows that no matter what kind of world it is, things like this will happen. On Xuanxing, no matter how many people work hard all their lives, they can't compare to the red envelopes some people receive during the New Year...
Is this the long-term version of the gap between rich and poor?
"It can solve my urgent need."
An Qisheng flipped his wrist and the elixir entered his mouth.
He has already reached the realm, and the only thing he lacks in blood exchange is internal strength. This Six Hell Little Holy Pill can just make up for the gap in internal strength he needs.
Jade liquid emerged from the mouth and tongue, and the throat squirmed, wrapping the elixir and flowing into the abdomen.
Gudong~
Like a stone falling into a deep well, it creates ripples.
The moment the elixir entered his abdomen, An Qisheng felt as if there was a furnace coming out of his abdomen, and strands of heat rising from his organs.
For a moment, my body felt warm.
Closing his eyes slightly, An Qisheng seemed to be able to 'see' many organs in the body, and the flowing blood greedily devoured the heat flow.
Under the effect of the medicinal power contained in this pill, the internal force of the whole body is generated much faster.
If he originally moved his internal energy like a snail crawling, this time he was like riding a rocket in the air. His speed was so fast and his force was so fierce that even An Qisheng's body at this time felt numb and numb, as if he had passed away. Electricity is average.
"Such a powerful medicine may help me complete my second transformation after blood transfusion..."
An Qisheng's eyes lit up, feeling the joy in his whole body.
Following this joy, he moved his feet and started punching in the yard.
Wow~
During the slow fist movement, the blood all over An Qisheng's body was boiling. The heat flowed from the abdomen through the whole body, and then generated internal force. After being baptized by Tian Yizhu, it was transformed into a more pure internal force.
Then it becomes one with the boiling blood flowing through the body, and then reaches the limbs and bones, down to every detail.
Huhu~
Following An Qisheng's breathing, the air flow roared in the courtyard.
As the peristalsis of his intestines and stomach accelerated, the strands of heat became more rapid, and then merged into his blood like a torrent of rivers.
The internal organs, limbs and bones were then spontaneously stimulated by An Qisheng.
Climbing up from the spine, straight to the gathering of a hundred suns, the leader of the six suns!
boom!
