After leaving Jianmen Pass, we entered Mingyue Gorge and built wooden plank roads along the cliffs for dozens of miles. It was thrilling and magnificent, and then we passed through Zhaohua and went directly to Lizhou. There were no strong men blocking the road along the way, and there were a few small waves along the way. The conflicts were all settled by Zhang Ziya with his gun, and the free thugs worked hard; Daochang Zhao was very satisfied.
I rode my horse and whipped my whip almost the whole way in the latter part of the journey, advancing more than 60 miles along the official road in one breath, and the sun had not yet set when we arrived in Lizhou.
In order to rush on the next day, everyone found an inn to stay in Qipan Ridge, which is dozens of miles northeast of Lizhou. Qipan Ridge is close to Daxi River, a tributary of the Langjiang River. The plank road along the way requires seven vertical and horizontal turns before crossing Qipan Ridge. There is a pass on the mountain ridge called Qipan Pass. Although it is not as dangerous as Yifudang Pass in Jianmen Mountain, it is still a bit steep.
Most of the inns and restaurants are built at the foot of the mountain at the Daxi River depression. The low-lying river bend is convenient for keeping out the wind and cold, as well as getting water nearby. There are no small towns in front or behind this place, which makes the number of travelers staying in the hotel extremely popular. During the day, you can also see various stalls carrying burdens. .
The group of people found an inn called 'Fengxi Tower' along the river valley. They were exhausted after running around for a whole day. They hastily dealt with the five internal organs temple and went back to their houses to rest. Even Zhang Ziya, who had been pestering Li Zhanyi all the way, realized what he was doing and returned. To rest in the house, he took care of the luggage of three people by himself, and also acted as a thug during the trip, so he was naturally more tired than several others.
The sisters of the Bi family heated tea oil and sulfur water for Taoist Master Zhao and left behind closed doors. The two of them enjoyed the glory of Mr. Zhao, and some were carrying baggage, so they had a leisurely day.
After Zhao Zhengli returned to the house, he soaked the wooden barrel alone and began the process of detoxification that he practiced every day. The eight extraordinary meridians easily penetrated the whole body, and he skillfully circulated the true energy to eat away at the refined poisonous poison from the inside out. As the true energy and poisonous poison were absorbed every day, During the battle, his body's endurance became stronger and stronger. From being forced to refining at the beginning to enjoying refining now, Zhao Zhengli pierced a pinhole in the seal to increase the speed at which the poison leaked out and at the same time doubled his body's resistance. Poison ability.
He stayed in meditation until midnight refining poison. After finishing the work, he looked at his index finger, which was as black as coal. He tried to inject real energy and pointed it on the wall, leaving a black spot on his finger. Then it quickly spread to the size of a palm, severely corroding the wall. From a distance, It's like being burned by fire.
Only Zhao Zhengli knew that it was the ten thousand corpse poison that almost killed him, and its toxicity was still at the Grand Master level. Imagine that after it was completely refined, his body would not be afraid of poisons below the Grand Master level, and he could still quietly face the enemy. Give others a thumbs up; who can bear it?
He was fully dressed, lying cross-legged on the bed with his eyes closed and fell into meditation. When he calmed down, he realized that something was wrong. He listened with his ears for a while and said to himself: "The night in Qipan Mountain is so quiet? Are there no insects or birds?"
Although I thought it was strange, I didn’t think much about it.
Around midnight, the sound of horse hooves was heard from the stables outside the inn. It was very subtle and almost imperceptible. It might not be audible from a distance. However, the stables were only one wall away from Zhao Zhengli's house. He was already wary. At this moment, he became more suspicious and leaned over. Putting my ear against the wall, there was no movement.
After re-entering the room, he was still paralyzed with suspicion. After much thought, he decided to check the situation at the window at the entrance of the corridor. He put on his clothes and walked against the wall like a gecko. As soon as he walked out of the room less than ten meters away, his face was dusted with powder. He touched it. His forehead was covered with fine dust, and then he squinted at the roof and saw that the dust fell from the gaps in the tiles.
"There is an assassin on the roof" was Zhao Zhengli's first conclusion, and he was so good at lightness that he didn't make the slightest sound. He quietly returned to the house and covered his pillow with a quilt, creating the illusion that someone was sleeping. Then he took out the Purple Yang Sword and closed the door to look for the assassin.
Just a moment after he left, thick black smoke was poured into the window of the house. The depth of the blackness increased countless times. Maybe it was because the assassin was a long and sophisticated person, so it added weight.
Daochang Zhao followed the assassin along the dust to Li Zhan's room. He stopped when he saw the top. He quietly climbed up the eaves from the attic corridor window, climbing upside down like a spider. His movements were vigorous and silent. He slowly put his head on the roof and saw a masked man. The man in black is slowly moving the tiles.
Zhao Zhengli turned over and jumped onto the roof like a cheetah, landing quietly on the fragile tiles. If you look carefully, his feet were suspended for more than a finger. This was Daozhang Zhao forcibly dragging his body with his true energy to avoid touching the tiles. He raised the Purple Yang Sword. When he was about to stab him, a woman in the distance suddenly shouted sharply: "Brother, be careful!"
The man in black instinctively jumped his legs and flew away, but the distance was too short, and Zhao Zhengli was ready to strike. The sword stabbed directly into the back of the man in black. He moved sideways in pain, crushing a series of tiles. Zhao Zhengli followed closely, swinging the long sword in his hand for tens of meters, passing ten centimeters above the roof. The huge wave still blew away many tiles.
The two men in black have joined together, but the man who was stabbed in the back by Zhao Zhengli has basically lost his fighting power.
At that time, Li Zhanyi downstairs jumped from the window to the roof. After learning about the situation, he locked the two men in black with anger. When the two men saw that the assassination failed, they turned around and fled. Yu Xiaowei and Zhao Zhengli naturally refused to let go. After all, they had not done anything. Who was assassinating Qing? Wouldn't he be worried for the next few hundred miles?
The two masters pursued them at a terrifying speed. Even so, they chased them for more than ten miles through the mountain road before stopping the two men in black.
Without any unnecessary words, the two men in black were not very good at fighting. They were at the peak of their junior masters. They were only good at light kung fu. They were caught within three moves. Zhao Zhengli and Li Zhanyi were caught. Pulling off the black turban, they were a young man and a woman.
The two of them had smiles on their lips, as if they were victors. Li Zhanyi and Zhao Zhengli's hearts jumped: "Trying the tiger to leave the mountain?"
There was no time to interrogate them, so the two of them walked back through the air like one person carrying a chicken. They only exchanged a few breaths for more than ten miles, and their figures seemed to be blown by a gust of wind. They took advantage of the grass, making ripples in the water, and returned to the inn. There has been a fierce battle, and there are people from the Jianghu and Yu family's cavalry escorting them.
Li Zhanyi immediately went upstairs to find Yu Xiaowei, while Zhao Zhengli cleared the obstacles with three swords and came to the Bi sisters.
Only then did Taoist Zhao have time to observe the chaotic situation, and he was roughly divided into three waves of people. One wave was led by a monk wearing an animal skin robe, with a beard that made it difficult to distinguish his nose and eyes. He was holding a vajra and hanging a large string of rosary beads. The killing came and went.
He also found a familiar figure among them, holding a pair of brand-new gongs and fighting with the armored soldiers of the Yu family. That person was none other than the second protector of Tibet, Lafu Bolan, who abandoned his gongs and fled in Shu County half a month ago.
The other wave was wrapped in a turban, wearing black clothes embroidered with flowers, and a black loincloth. This look was very characteristic of Dali.
The other wave is from the Shu people of the Qing Dynasty. They wear coarse linen, green shirts, and belts. They either wear hair ties or have their hair tied up. They are all dressed up as Qing people.
Daochang Zhao was surprised; how did these people find this place? Come on yourself? Or just a coincidence?
Birou looked at the black-clothed assassin he had captured, and murderous intent suddenly emerged: "Taoist Master, these Nanzhao survivors, Tubo people, and Jianghu killers were all attracted by Shao Zhou!"
Zhao Zhengli quickly searched for this familiar name in his memory, and soon remembered the bamboo forest near Emei Mountain in Shu. Thinking of the dead talkative Xiao Dai, he was surprised: "Didn't Xiao Dai kill him?"
"I'm surprised too, but he's still alive!"
Through the chaotic crowd, Biyu pointed at one of the people fighting on the left and right. It was Shao Zhou who led the Tubo people to hunt down Xiao Dai half a month ago. Taoist Zhao didn't understand why Xiao Dai let him go that day. Now he has no way to ask; and he is too lazy to understand. Since the abacus has hit me, I just want to kill him.
At that time, someone came to kill Zhao Zhengli and the other three. The Taoist priest swung out a sword energy as bright as the sun, which directly shattered the bodies of several of them, leaving them covered in blood mist.
Someone sneaked up on Daozhang Zhao while the blood mist was still lingering. He heard a "poof!" sound, and flying needles shot straight at him. He could distinguish everything based on air fluctuations alone, so naturally he would not be affected by the blood mist, so he decisively reached out with a palm. The true energy changed the direction of the flying needle and stabbed a Tibetan man in animal skin robes. He saw foaming at the mouth and died instantly.
The strong poison frightened Zhao Dao into anger. He looked in the direction of the flying needle and saw a woman in Dali clothing. Seeing that one needle failed, the woman fired several more needles. Zhao Daochang stretched out a handful of zhenqi and transformed it into shape. The poisonous flying needles that came from the explosion circled in a circle, and then shot back at the other side. The woman was startled, and grabbed the two people nearby to block the needles, and she moved sideways to avoid them.
The movements are coherent and the techniques are ruthless, without caring about the life or death of others.
Biyu saw that she had been paying attention to the man in black captured by Daochang Zhao. She slashed the man's face several times with her thin sword. The man who was only half-breathing screamed in agony, which made the woman's anxiety revealed: "Brother!"
Seeing that the matter was revealed, the woman changed her appearance and approached regardless of her own safety, leaving dozens of figures behind in the inn. It was difficult to tell the real ones from the fake ones. However, she was easily repelled by Daochang Zhao with a sword. The powerful sword energy directly knocked her away several meters away. It also overwhelmed a group of people in the world, and the woman spat out a mouthful of liver blood angrily. Even though her transformation was infinitely mysterious, she still couldn't overcome the difference in realm.
Seeing her expression of hatred, Taoist Zhao waved his Purple Yang Sword, and the man in black covered his neck with the blood gushing out, killing him instantly.
The woman tore her throat and cried out in grief: Ah!
He stared at Daozhang Zhao and Biyu fiercely from a distance of dozens of meters, wanting to carve their appearance into their bones.
Biyu showed no signs of cowardice and raised her sword to kill the woman all the way. Birou was worried and followed her closely. Taoist Zhao felt relieved for a short time when he saw that the Bi sisters had greatly improved their sharp swordsmanship.
He focused his attention on Shao Zhou and waved the purple Yang sword in his hand like a god of death, mercilessly killing Dali, Tubo and others who were blocking the road. When the sword rose and fell, one person would be killed. No one could hold the second sword, just like A life-seeking demon king.
Shao Zhou naturally noticed it. He retreated while fighting, trying to keep as far away from the demon as possible. The inn was only so big, where could he retreat to? So he decisively chose to escape behind the bearded Tubo man. The Tubo man had already paid attention to Daozhang Zhao, and when he saw the white-faced boy looking at him, he showed a strange smile, which only made people shudder.
On the other side, Li Zhanyi faced a middle-aged Dali woman. She was holding a nine-section whip and dancing with a loud sound. The two spearheads of the nine-section whip were piercing back and forth, like a white snake spitting out messages. Li Zhanyi had two broken scimitar blades and had no chance of getting close.
Zhang Ziya broke out of the encirclement to support Li Zhanyi, and used the red tassel gun in his hand to hit the nine-section whip, which made a crisp sound. Li Zhanyi cooperated with the scimitar attack again, and the two of them restrained the woman as if they were crushing her.
The battle between the two parties was back and forth, and the Tubo man also saw the opportunity to face Zhao Zhengli, and struck out with a powerful palm. Zhao Zhengli did not dare to be careless and was forced to catch it. The huge palm force forced the two of them back, and the area was several meters away. No one was standing, they were all blown away.
The two of them instantly became the focus of the home court, and no one came close without permission.
The Tubo man showed surprise and made a Buddhist salute: "Amitabha, the Taoist Dragon Palm is indeed extraordinary!"
Zhao Zhengli was astonished. The "Enemy-Mounting Palm" used by the Tubo people was much better than the two guardians at the time. He did not take any advantage against this palm just now, and was even suppressed to a certain extent.
As the saying goes: practice one breath internally and muscles, bones and skin externally. This bearded "Mo Enemy Palm" is a practice of both internal and external practice, while Zhao Zhengli's "Dragon Palm" is only an internal practice, relying entirely on Haoran's true energy to lay the foundation. If people are just as angry as each other, they will naturally lose by a few points.
Taoist Zhao suppressed the anger in his heart that was almost dispersed, and said slowly: "I am wearing an animal skin robe and holding a vajra pestle. I have no enmity with the Tubo Muni Imperial Master. I intercepted the heroes who came to Beijing on orders from the Qing Kingdom. Can you clarify the plan?"
This person is none other than Muni, the Tubo Imperial Preceptor. According to rumors, isn’t the Tubo Imperial Preceptor a half-step grand master? Did he have reservations? Thinking of this, Zhao Zhengli felt chills running down his spine. It seemed that the road to Beijing was extremely tortuous.
Master Muni performed the Buddhist salute with one hand: "The little Taoist priest will not use your country's imperial edict to suppress me. Your Excellency has not been officially conferred. Now he is still a Taoist priest in the world and cannot be regarded as a meritorious official. Besides, the little Taoist priest If you kill me, the Fourth Protector of Tibet, I am just seeking revenge according to the rules of the world."
The Tubo Imperial Master's slow and well-founded narration with a dark smile made Zhao Zhengli smell something that had been planned for a long time.
Daozhang Zhao said in a gloomy tone: "Why didn't you take revenge earlier? Do you have to wait until here and now?"
The Tubo Imperial Master did not panic; he told him slowly: "Because there are great masters in Qingcheng and Emei, the only chance is when you are on your way to Beijing, and this is the most tiring resting place for you after crossing Jianmen Pass for a long journey on horseback. If you go to Xingyuan Mansion tomorrow and take a carriage to wait for work, you will lose the opportunity, and there are masters in Xingyuan Mansion, which will be the most disadvantageous to us."
Zhao Zhengli said with a sullen face: "What a good plan!"
He delayed as much as possible. He was not desperate yet, but still wanted to free up Li Zhanyi and Zhang Ziya so that the three of them could fight together.
The Tubo Imperial Master praised Shao Zhou behind him with great approval: "Of course we don't understand the layout of Shu Road, and it's all thanks to little brother Shao Zhou."
When Zhao Zhengli heard this, his face was as cold as frost, and he glanced at Shao Zhou attentively. It was true that "the villain will be in trouble unless he dies." I regretted it so much!
Shaozhou shrank his neck, and seeing Master Muni supporting him, he said with a sullen face: "Who makes your head worth anything? There are people on the black market promising a thousand pieces of gold. If I, Shaozhou, don't come, someone else will come."
Zhao Zhengli was startled. Someone was trying to kill him through the black market? Yao thought that he had no enemies for more than ten years since he was born, and he had only been out of the world for more than two months. The only person he had offended was the governor of Shu County, who covered the sky with his hands. Now that he is dead, who else is there? Nanzhao Kingdom? Or the Tubo Kingdom? Or is there someone in the imperial court who is preventing him from entering Beijing?
