Possessing ninth-level cultivation is a prerequisite for becoming an agent of the Ji Xian Division.
At first glance, the shopkeeper and several strong men of Zuixianju are ordinary people without any cultivation.
A group of ordinary people with no cultivation level were shouting at two monks to kill them. If he hadn't experienced this unique thing, Rong Fei would never believe it.
The shopkeeper, Ignorant Xiansi, and the police officers are all monks, and they are ignorant and fearless, but just now he has already revealed their identities with his own words.
The so-called green skin is a scornful term for police officers and government officials.
It was obvious that the shopkeeper was relying on someone behind him to support him, so he was sure that the agents of Ji Xian Division would not dare to resist.
To put it bluntly, it is a dog fighting for human power.
What Rong Fei has to do today is to beat up the mangy dog. It would be best to seduce the master behind him and deal with it as well.
Rong Fei raised his hand to stop Gu Fengxiao who was about to make a move.
With Gu Fengxiao's ninth-level cultivation, it was easy to deal with several strong men, but he was still injured. Secondly, those strong men looked like they were practicing practitioners, so they had to use some of their hands and feet. Rong Fei wanted a clean and crisp effect, so he did it himself.
In fact, there is another reason. Rong Fei has just gained cultivation and hasn't done anything with anyone yet. I just wanted to practice with these strong men and get a taste of what it was like for monks to bully ordinary people.
In addition to recording the regular training methods of the God-catching Art, Yu Qingzhi gave Rong Fei a variety of techniques for using spiritual power, as well as unique tricks and stunts covering many sects in the spiritual world.
The God-catching Technique's method of repaying the other person with the same method is not just something to say casually. When the God-catching Art swept across the world of immortality, it also included the skills of various sects, which provided nutrients for the later creation of the God-catching Art.
Various spells including Shushan Haoran Qi, Sword Pavilion Sword Controlling Technique, and Qiankun Temple are all included in the God Catching Technique.
It's just superficial and has no real core skills.
Rong Fei hasn't had time to finish reading "The Art of Catching the Gods" yet, and so far he has only briefly read the part about how to imitate Haoran Qi. Perhaps because he was bullied so badly by Guo Xiao with Haoran Qi when he was in Fencheng, he was particularly interested in how to imitate Haoran Qi, and he also practiced a few tricks in private, which came in handy at this time.
The shopkeeper of Zui Xianju and several big men rushed forward aggressively, raising their big sticks and about to smash them down. The next moment, they seemed to have been hit by a body-holding spell, and they stood there in a funny posture.
The diners on the first floor were still wondering, and then they heard Rong Fei snort coldly.
"Kneel down!"
The shopkeeper and the big men naturally refused, but the invisible force pressing on them became stronger and stronger, making it difficult to breathe, and the bones and joints were pressed so hard that they creaked. After holding on for a few breaths, Finally, they couldn't hold on any longer, and they fell to their knees one after another.
Haoran Qi is really a magical skill for showing off. It can achieve the effect of defeating others without fighting without hurting people or seeing blood.
Rong Fei sighed in his heart.
The diners were dumbfounded, and the waiter was also dumbfounded. They couldn't understand why the shopkeeper and the thugs were so good that they couldn't move on their knees.
"What are you looking for? Order food."
Rong Fei picked up an empty teacup on the table and threw it at the stunned waiter.
"Ouch...order...order now."
The tea cup hit the waiter on the forehead, and a big bump immediately formed. The waiter ordered the food for the two of them, and then ran into the kitchen as if he was running away.
Arriving at the back kitchen, the waiter immediately arranged for someone to rush to the Jingyuan Marquis Mansion to report the news. Here, he asked the master chef to bring out the dishes and stabilize the two of them first.
Chang Huaien drank flower wine until very late last night and went to bed very late. At this time, he just got up under the service of his maid. Chang Liu, the chief manager of the Hou Mansion, walked outside the door and heard the sound of washing inside. He didn't dare to disturb them, so he stood outside with his body hunched over.
After Chang Huaien finished washing, he sat in a chair and drank the sobering tea brought by his servant. After the hangover in his mind had subsided for a few minutes, he shouted towards the door.
"Uncle Six, come in."
Chang Liu entered the room quietly, waved his hand for the maids and servants to go out, and then reported everything that happened in Zuixianju to Chang Huaien.
"Rong Fei? I haven't heard that there is such a number one figure in the Ji Xian Division. Can you find out where he came from?"
Chang Huaien took a sip of hot tea, placed the cup gently on the table, and asked in a low voice with a frown.
It is widely rumored that Chang Huai'en is uneducated, has a hot temper, and is the number one playboy in Kyoto. But at this moment, there was no trace of a dandy in him. Instead, there was a sinister and calculating light in his eyes.
"Time was too tight, and not many things were found. Although that guy was wearing the green soap coat of an agent of the Ji Xian Division, someone saw his lineup yesterday. He suddenly appeared in the Ji Xian Division at noon yesterday, and he had the imperial gift on him The gold and jade Xie Zhi crown clothing, the knife to clean up the injustice, and a fifth-grade head-catching silver medal.
He was the one who sent Murong Qiu Shui to jail yesterday, and this morning he broke into the Household Department and took away Fan Li, the left servant, and the two principals. Later, the Ministry of Revenue relented and released him after sending him the arrears of salary.
I guess it has something to do with what the young master said yesterday. This Rong Fei is here to show off. "
Chang Liu told the news about Rong Fei that he had heard.
"Do you think he is a fool? Or is there someone behind the scenes?"
Chang Huaien asked after thinking for a moment.
"It's... hard to say. But I think we can't follow his wishes, otherwise there might be some insidious means waiting for us later."
"Yes, I also think this matter is not as simple as it seems."
Chang Huaien stood up, walked back and forth in the room twice with his hands behind his back, then stopped and gave instructions.
"Take Brother Wang Tao to find out what he's got. If he's a poser, break off his legs and throw him back to Jixian Division. He must always show his demeanor as the number one dude in Kyoto. If it's really a tough idea, we might as well start with it. Let him be subdued, and then take him to Jinfeng Xiaoyu Building to give him a sweet taste and see if he can find out the truth."
"Yes, Master, I'll do it right away."
"Remember, you have to be high-profile and in line with my style of doing things. The more miserable our side is, the more stable dad's side will be."
When Chang Liu retreated outside the house, Chang Huaien couldn't help but give another warning.
In Zui Xian's house, looking at the table full of exquisite dishes with all kinds of colors and flavors, Rong Fei, who had not eaten seriously after a busy day, couldn't help but move his index finger. He patted Gu Fengxiao, who was still acting like he was facing a formidable enemy, and shook his head. He opened his cheeks and started eating wildly.
The shopkeeper and several burly thugs were still kneeling nearby, and the previous diners on the first floor had not left either. They were all waiting to see how Zui Xianju would deal with it and how the two arresters from the Ji Xian Division would end.
The news spread quickly, and the diners upstairs in Zuixianju also flocked to the first floor, and the streets were also filled with people watching the excitement.
Who in the entire Kyoto doesn't know that Zuixianju is the property of Jingyuan Marquis, and Chang Huai'en, the No. 1 Yamen, is the big boss here. After so many years of business, this is the first time I have seen someone dare to cause trouble in Zuixianju. However, it seems that these two people are at odds with each other, and there will probably be some fun today.
Rong Fei had just finished a bowl of rice and was about to ask the waiter to serve it when a premonition of danger suddenly arose in his heart and he lowered his head subconsciously.
As soon as I lowered my head, I heard a whooshing sound in the air, as if something was brushing against the back of my neck, and the strong wind caused a faint pain on my skin.
"Sir, be careful, it's a sword cultivator."
Gu Fengxiao, who had always been alert, drew out his sword with a swish sound and slashed at the black shadow that turned back and went straight to Rong Fei's temple.
Clang!
The moment the waist knife hit the black shadow, the spiritual power in Gu Fengxiao's body burst out, and a layer of misty green light immediately appeared on the blade. At this time, the black shadow could finally be seen clearly. It was a two-foot dagger wrapped in a faint black mist.
The swords clashed with each other, making a resounding sound, and a string of sparks erupted from the place where they hit each other. Rong Fei, who happened to raise his head, saw clearly, and his eyes were almost dazzled.
After one blow, the black flying sword did not hesitate to fight, and flew through the window sash and flew outside the house.
Gu Fengxiao rubbed his numb wrist and whispered to Rong Fei.
"It seems like an eighth-grade sword cultivator is a bit tricky."
Rong Fei nodded, with a sneer on his lips, and looked at the entrance of the restaurant with a gloomy look.
In fact, Rong Fei didn't want to be so calm on the surface at this time. He was just a hair away from death just now, and it was even more dangerous than the time in Fencheng.
While he was still in shock, murderous intent was already rising in his heart.
The sudden appearance and sudden disappearance of Feijian also startled the diners watching the excitement on the first floor. In line with the principle that no matter how beautiful the excitement is, it is not as important as their own lives, they all ran out in panic.
After all the diners had dispersed, three figures appeared at the entrance of the restaurant.
The restaurant owner who was still kneeling on the ground shouted with joy when he saw the three people.
"Sixth Master, you are finally here, you have to make the decision for us."
Among the three, the one leading the way and walking in the middle was Chang Liu, the chief steward of the Jingyuan Hou Mansion. Behind him were two guest ministers from the Hou Mansion, brothers Wang Tao and Wang Lang, sword cultivators from a small sect. .
"I just said hello, otherwise you wouldn't be able to dodge that sword."
The three of them walked to the table, and Chang Liu sat down opposite Rong Fei. Wang Tao, who was standing behind him on the right side, glanced at Rong Fei with contempt and said, then turned his gaze to Gu Fengxiao.
"If I use all my strength to control the sword, you, a ninth-level swordsman, can't even touch the edge."
"Hmph, you might as well try again. Watch grandpa chop your broken sword into pieces with one strike."
Gu Fengxiao shouted unconvinced.
Rong Fei ignored Wang Tao and stared at Chang Liu, who was sitting opposite with a proud look on his face, waiting for him to speak.
"Opening the door for business is all about making money with harmony."
After looking at Rong Fei for a while, Chang Liu was the first to speak.
"I'm in a good mood today and don't want to see blood, so I'll give you a chance. Eat all the food on the table, leaving not a grain of rice or a drop of oil. Kneel down and kowtow eighteen times, and you can walk out of here standing. .otherwise…"
Before Chang Liu could finish his words, Rong Fei's eyes widened and he pressed towards him angrily.
"Don't overestimate your capabilities!"
Wang Tao noticed the fluctuation of spiritual power, snorted coldly and pointed his sword hand at Rong Fei with his right hand. A black light shot out from his sleeve, cutting through the incoming aura of aura, and went straight to Rong Fei's face.
Rong Fei, who had been prepared for a long time, raised his palms and slapped them together in front of him. The awe-inspiring energy condensed between his palms clamped the dagger filled with black mist tightly, unable to move even an inch.
Wang Tao was a little surprised and hurriedly activated the sword technique with all his strength, but saw Rong Fei suddenly holding the dagger blade with one hand and the hilt with the other, shouting loudly, and breaking it with both hands at the same time.
Snapped!
He broke Wang Tao's dagger.
puff!
The heart sword was destroyed, and Wang Tao, who was caught off guard, felt a sharp pain in his heart, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
