Zuo Bo was wearing a large bamboo hat and the most ordinary linen clothes, walking in the fields outside Shangyong City. The winter sunset hung obliquely in the northwest, and was about to disappear behind the distant mountains. The sky was already dark.
After three months of dormancy, Zuo Bo was still a little nervous as he was about to surrender as scheduled today. Shen Douke promised himself that although he would be imprisoned and whipped for a few days after his death, it would only be a superficial wound. As long as he got over it, he would be able to leap over the dragon gate, be worshiped as a guest by Lord Yu, and become a doctor. At the same time, he can also secretly become a disciple of Shen Douke, and with the promise of protection from the officials of Chu State, he can travel between the four countries from then on.
There was a sparse forest ahead, and the Shangyong City Wall in the distance had gradually turned into a black shadow. Only the top tower reflected the golden light in the sunset. Zuo Bo quickened his pace. He wanted to enter the city before it closed at night, and then threw himself directly into the city. Guanyi.
As soon as he entered the forest, Zuo Bo stopped. There was a swordsman blocking the way in front of him.
Zuo Bo narrowed his eyes and recognized the person. It was the Yongguo swordsman who was kicked out during the Putai alliance. Zuo Bo was also in front of the stage as a monk who was trying out the spiritual elixir. He vaguely remembered that this person seemed to be called Dao. Bai Feng is a Vietnamese barbarian.
Dao Baifeng stared at Zuo Bo coldly and slowly drew out the long sword on his back.
Zuo Bo immediately understood that Yong Guo knew about the plot between his family and the Chu envoy and wanted to stop it.
Being qualified to compete in the sword show during the alliance was a clear proof of Dao Baifeng's level of cultivation. Zuo Bo thought he was no match and took two steps back.
Turning around and trying to escape, a strong man like a black tower jumped down from the tree behind him. He held a dark iron rod in his right palm, and slapped it on his left palm from time to time, bursting out clouds of flying sparks. It is obvious at a glance that this magical weapon is not ordinary.
You must take advantage of the attack from the front and back to rush out, otherwise the day will end!
Zuo Bo immediately ran towards the north. Before he had run a few feet, an old man appeared from behind the tree and stood in front of him with a smile. He knew this old man, he was the manager Dong of Yongrentang, a Yongshou who had been immersed in the ordinary Qi refining realm for decades! Zuo Bo didn't pause at all and rushed over. The long sword on his back flew out first and went straight for Shopkeeper Dong.
But he saw Shopkeeper Dong throw out a brocade handkerchief, which was as big as an umbrella in an instant. He stabbed it with his own flying sword, but he couldn't feel even half of the force. The sword light that burst out was all invisible by the brocade handkerchief.
A thought flashed through Zuo Bo's mind: This old man is pretending to be a grandson, he is a senior in Qi refining realm!
He stopped in his haste and wanted to turn around and head south, but he was wrapped around his neck by a rope flying out from the south. The rope flew up to the fork of the tree on its own and was suddenly lifted up. Zuo Bo was hoisted up and he used both hands to untie the rope. The knot could not be untied, so he was hung directly from the tree, and his feet struggled desperately because of the pain.
The person controlling the rope was a fair and tender young man with a jade medal hanging on his waist. He looked gentle and elegant, but his eyes looked at him like a poisonous snake. Zuo Bo found this face in his memory - the laughing girl from Shangyong City. The girl’s stall, Ding Ran!
It's not fair for four senior Qi practitioners to ambush one of them - this was Zuo Bo's last thought before he died.
Ding Ran took away the rope and put Zuo Bo's body down. Dong Da went up to search him and found a bunch of scattered things from his arms, including twelve yi gold coins, dozens of ant nose coins, six bottles of black ginseng pills and Several jade instruments were used to assist in practice. Master Dongsun took Zuo Bo's flying sword and jade instruments, Dao Baifeng asked for three bottles of black ginseng pills, and Dong Da and Ding Ran divided the money and ant nose money. .
In addition to these money and belongings, there was also a complaint on bamboo slips, accusing Yongrentang of purchasing fake black ginseng pills from him and using them as tribute. He was obsessed with not being able to match his wealth, so he refined a thousand pills and delivered them to Shen Wu. Thinking about it afterwards, I regretted it so much that I would rather surrender and report it than covet this ill-gotten wealth without conscience.
"This guy has no integrity at all. He only took twelve pieces of gold to talk about the matter. It was a lot of money at that time!" Master Dongsun was very unhappy.
Dong Da made a fire and put Zuo Bo's body and bamboo slips into the fire. The other three people helped each other and stirred up the true energy together. Four senior Qi masters burned it at the same time. In two sticks of incense, the body turned into a pile of ashes. .
Dong Da took out a leather bag and put the ashes in it. For the sake of caution, he shoveled away the soil along with the layer below and sent it to the Jiaxi River three miles away to wash it away.
After finishing his errands, Master Dongsun returned to Yongrentang and presented Zuo Bo's flying sword and jade. Wu Sheng rubbed these objects, feeling a surge of emotion in his heart, and began to visualize them in front of Master Dongsun.
He became more and more familiar with the method of distraction and dual use. While visualizing, he casually asked about the situation of dealing with Zuo Bo: "Is the treatment still clean?"
"Don't worry, layman, Dong Da's methods are still very sophisticated. This guy must have done it before."
"Did Dao Baifeng say anything?"
"I didn't say anything, I didn't even make a move. If I want to say it, I don't even need to ask him to take action. I can kill this guy myself!"
"Master, you are swollen..."
"Haha, my hands are just itchy..."
"Are there no other items?"
"They are all here. There are no name tags on these pieces of jade."
"It's better to destroy it."
"Yes, I turned around and destroyed...this...this...what kind of Taoist teaching is this?"
In the past few months, Wu Sheng's cultivation has continued to improve after breaking through the advanced level of Qi refining. He has visualized more than 450,000 grains of spiritual sand. Over the small island in the sea of Qi, not only the moon and stars are constructed, but also a trace of A faint hint of floating clouds. The strong real energy and diverse construction methods have in turn improved the visualization efficiency of the Tai Chi ball. In the past, the low-grade magic weapon that could only be visualized in a moment is now just a cup of tea, disappearing into ashes while talking and laughing!
Seeing Wu Sheng rubbing his fingers, several jade articles turned into dust and dust. Master Dongzhan was dumbfounded and could not speak for a long time. Wu Sheng didn't bother to explain, so he took the flying sword and started to visualize.
"The reason why I asked Dao Baifeng to take action together is because of the young master. It's okay for us to do these things secretly by ourselves, but we need the young master's endorsement, otherwise we won't be able to explain clearly in the future."
"Ah..." Master Dongsun's eyes were fixed on Wu Sheng's fingers without blinking.
"Cui Ming's line, we still need to adopt a gentle approach. The so-called slap in the face will reward you with sweet dates. If you can maintain this line, you still have to maintain it. Don't give up easily..."
"oh......"
"Also, let's find out how Shen Douke responds..."
"Um......"
"Don't be so blatant this time, wait until Shin Douk is not at the hotel before going..."
"Well......"
"You should tell Dong Da and Ding Ran again about this matter. Don't let it slip. You must know that Shangyong not only has Young Master Qingyu, but also a Young Master in pairs..."
"Eh... Oh, this, this, this... layman, what kind of magical skill are you doing?" Seeing that even the flying swords had turned into fly ash, Master Dongzhan jumped three times on the spot.
Wu Sheng smiled, wiped the ashes from his palms clean, and said, "I just said, don't worry, go to the doctor first and treat your neighbors. This is the top priority!"
