Chapter 115 The skilled script arrangement of the Dayu monks

The young man who came was somewhat similar to Lei Shaoqing, but more mature. Li Yanmo learned the identity of this genius from the onlookers.

Lei Shaoqing's brother, Lei Shaowang.

Facing the pressure from Lei Shaowang who had reached the ninth level of Qi training, Xie Tiandi frowned slightly, but he was not afraid at all. "Do you want to try it too?"

Young Master Lei sneered, "Hmph - thank heaven and earth, to tell you the truth, my Lei family has already invited a yellow-level tattoo master as a guest official!"

When Xie Tiandi heard the word "tattoo master", his expression suddenly changed. The onlookers around him also very professionally provided Li Yanmo with information about the tattoo master.

Tattooists are a branch of weapon refiners, specializing in tattooing spiritual treasures.

Through various natural treasures, he copied ferocious and auspicious beasts and drew various tattoo patterns. The dragon pattern in Mo Zhanxian's hand is one of them, and a yellow-level pattern master has at least the combat power of the middle stage of foundation building.

Of course, the most terrifying thing about a tattoo artist is his connections and influence.

"Really? Hearing you being so arrogant, I thought you were the Yellow-rank Tattoo Master?" Xie Tiandi sneered, "It seems like your Lei family has licked other people's shoes a lot."

Young King Lei was furious, but the one who made the move was indeed a cadre of the Lei family hiding in the dark, and the move was made with the power of an early stage of foundation building.

Xie Tiandi's face was gloomy and he drew his sword on the spot. At this moment, a delicate cry was uttered.

"The Iron Heart Chamber of Commerce prohibits fighting!"

The man in the early stage of foundation building stopped on the spot, while Lei Shaoqing and Lei Shaowang bowed respectfully, no longer as arrogant as before. On the contrary, Xie Tiandi was a little slow in his movements, as if he did not understand the rules here.

The owner of the voice soon arrived at the scene. She was a tall girl wearing a cheongsam. Her originally gentle face became extremely cold and serious due to the gloomy expression. The nobility in her every move made the onlookers around her bow their heads. However, Li Yanmo could feel that what really made the two people from the Lei family and the people around them feel in awe was the old man with flower arms behind the girl.

The old man with tattooed arms seemed to have some serious brain disease. He was only wearing a pair of shorts, with his muscular thighs and upper body exposed.

"Old Shan! That tattoo master who is at the initial stage of the Xuan level!"

"Look, that's the Xuan-level ape pattern that imitates the Jindan-stage Great Demon Lieshan Ape!"

"Look at that! It's a snake pattern that imitates the position of the peak Xuan-level initial stage of the Golden Core Great Monster Liaoyuan Python!"

Through the exclamations of the people around him, Li Yanmo finally understood that it was not that the old man was mentally ill, but that the big tattoo on his arm had a great origin.

As for that girl, she seemed to be the eldest daughter of Tiexin Chamber of Commerce, named Tie Xiaoyan.

Due to the intervention of Tiexin Chamber of Commerce, the confrontation came to an end, and the onlookers dispersed. Li Yanmo also felt that there was nothing interesting to see, so he turned around and continued to dig for treasure, but Li Yanmo's eyes glanced in the direction of the old man with flowery arms.

Just as he thought, the old man with flowery arms said something to Xie Tiandi.

[Are you interested in being a tattoo artist?]

Classic!

Xie Tiandi did not seem to believe the kindness of the old man with tattooed arms. He immediately refused and left in a hurry.

Li Yanmo couldn't help but sigh that although novels are based on life, they can ultimately not transcend life.

Look, this novel-like plot just happened.

“…”

Li Yanmo had some terrible guess and quickly caught up with Xie Tiandi who was leaving in a hurry.

As if he noticed someone was following him, Xie Tiandi also walked towards a less crowded place. He soon left Tiexin Chamber of Commerce and came to a sparsely populated area.

Li Yanmo also walked out openly. When he was about to speak, suddenly several figures with strange laughter rushed towards Xie Tiandi.

"Thank God! You must die here today!"

"If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for not knowing how to appreciate my kindness!"

The auras of these people were no longer concealed, and they were actually powerful men who had practiced Qi at the tenth level! Xie Tiandi, who was only at the eighth level of Qi training, would definitely not be able to handle it.

So Xie Tiandi turned into the Yuanying stage on the spot. The small trash who was at the tenth level of Qi training was captured in an instant, and he didn't even have the chance to scream before his mind was controlled. The few passers-by stopped one after another, some poked the ground with their swords, some were very cautious, holding a knife and poking at the small trash who were at the tenth level of Qi training as if performing surgery, and some even pressed those people's heads and muttered to them.

"You went through a great battle, and you used every possible means, but you were still killed by Xie Tiandi, who was at the eighth level of Qi training."

Things have come to this point, and Li Yanmo feels that there is nothing more to guess.

"Brothers...are you all in vests?"

Xie Tiandi coughed and bowed respectfully, "I am Xie Guangen, the Supervisory Censor of Qianzhou. I heard that you, Sect Master Li, were coming to Xiyang City, but I didn't expect you to come so soon. I apologize for not welcoming you in person."

"So, the job of the Censor-in-Chief is... to pretend to be a Qi practitioner, sneak into the aristocratic families, and then... to exacerbate the conflicts between the aristocratic families?"

"Ahem - that's wrong. Thank God for being the rising star of the Xie family -"

So, the Censor talked about the origin of the Xie family. Although the Censor spoke very logically, looking back at the past and looking forward to the future, and his words were very exaggerated, Li Yanmo still saw the problem.

"This is all the vest persona you prepared for yourself."

“…”

Xie Guangen's expression changed slightly, his eyes flickered for a while and then he sighed softly, his eyes clear and evil.

"Yes!"

Li Yanmo felt desperate for himself who did not feel abstract about this. He seemed to be getting used to the rhythm of the Dayu Dynasty.

After finding a teahouse where all his friends were, Xie Guangen revealed his character hidden behind the guise of a cold and stern young man. He became talkative, even to the point of being a chatterbox, and had a lot of complaints about the internal structure of the Xie family.

Li Yanmo didn't find it annoying and would even make a few comments from time to time, but when it came to the future development of Ma Jia, Li Yanmo couldn't help but ask a question.

"I don't mean to criticize your actions. I'm just curious about how you plan to shape your vest next."

"Well... naturally we will develop towards a sect. In fact, no matter whether it is the Dayu Dynasty or the Taoist sect, they all like to use nested dolls in this regard. There are competitions within the city, competitions within each city, competitions within the state, and competitions within each state," Xie Guangen stacked the cups one by one, the stacks getting higher and higher, but as stable as a tower.

"The Ganzhou Grand Competition has passed, but there are other ways that have appeared in the sect's vision. The Dayu Dynasty has a Ganzhou Grand Competition similar to the Ganzhou Grand Competition. The winner can get the opportunity to go to some Zhongzhou schools for further training and study."

"The purpose is to find those with clean backgrounds, but the Taoist sect is very mean and always sends spies to sneak into the academy through elections. If we were not experienced, we might have found their way."

Li Yanmo was in a subtle mood and asked casually.

"So how do you usually catch those spies?"

"Send them to the Ministry of Industry for internship. No undercover agent can last more than a year without turning themselves in. Those who have lasted for a year... don't need to worry about them anymore."

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(End of this chapter)