Chapter 320: The Opportunity to Become an Immortal
A quarter of an hour later, Wei Changtian returned to the small courtyard again.
The brief fight just now did not attract anyone's attention, so the surroundings are still as quiet as usual. Only the scattered wood chips next to the side room prove what has just happened here.
He looked inside through the window cautiously, drew out the Leaking Shadow Knife and slowly walked into the side room.
The candle that had been burning had long been extinguished, and Pei Dajun, lying in a pool of blood, lay motionless. In the dim moonlight, it was difficult to tell whether he was dead or alive.
Wei Changtian walked over step by step, always on guard against the latter suddenly jumping up and pretending to be dead.
But this was not a zombie movie after all, so until Wei Changtian turned Pei Dajun over with the back of his knife, the latter did not move at all.
Is he dead? He narrowed his eyes and leaned over to test Pei Dajun's breath.
It was very faint, but it continued intermittently.
This shows that Pei Dajun actually survived after taking a strong blow from Qin Zhengqiu.
But in this situation, death is probably not far away.
After a moment's thought, he carefully checked every detail in the house to make sure there were no more valuable clues.
Wei Changtian picked up the unconscious Pei Dajun, walked out of the side room, and took out a fire from his arms.
This was given to me by Pei Dajun before. He said it could be used in an emergency. After seeing the fire, the night watchmen around would come to support immediately.
Tsk tsk tsk, I wonder how these people will react when they see Pei Dajun like this.
He muttered something to himself and then twisted the mechanism at the bottom of the bamboo tube.
“Whoosh!”
"Bang!!!"
Huge golden petals bloomed in the air, illuminating a corner of Fengyuan City.
The night watchmen scattered around the city looked up at the night sky, and then rushed towards the location where the golden flower was reflected.
At the same time, in an alley more than ten miles away, Qin Zhengqiu slowly stopped with a grim expression.
"well"
A red fish as big as a cow was swimming back and forth above his head, but Qin Zhengqiu couldn't see it. He just looked at the end of the alley and sighed softly.
The opponent's ability to "walk through walls" was very helpful for escaping in such complex terrain, so he was ultimately unable to catch up.
But he also used the Tiaoyue Sword Technique to severely injure the monster, so it was not a complete loss.
"Moon Sword"
His brows furrowed slightly, and he shook his body to shake off the dust on his robe.
Qin Zhengqiu repeatedly recalled the scene when he used the Tiaoyue Sword just now, with a complicated expression on his face.
From entering the hall to being a pure green, he only needs about a few dozen days to practice the Tiaoyue Sword to small perfection.
The feeling was not very obvious when I was practicing sword skills normally, but when I was using all my strength to perform sword skills just now, the uncomfortable feeling of being controlled by others was particularly intense.
Qin Zhengqiu knew that this was not possession, but he also understood that this might be even more terrifying than possession.
After all, there is no such cheap good thing in the world.
A sword technique that is simple to practice but incredibly powerful must have a huge price hidden behind it.
However, Qin Zhengqiu was not prepared to stop there.
Because he felt a chance to break through to the first level in the Tiao Yue Sword.
Actually, it’s not quite accurate to call it a “feeling”.
It was more like there was an extremely convincing voice in his mind repeatedly reminding him—
As long as you keep practicing, you can reach the first level, or even become an immortal.
Half an hour later.
Princess Mansion.
The dying Pei Dajun has been sent back and is currently receiving treatment in a guest room.
However, according to the imperial physician, there is little hope, and at best he can stay alive for a while longer.
".That's it."
"Brother Chu, what do you think we should do next?"
Standing outside the room, Wei Changtian told Chu Xianping exactly what happened tonight.
After listening to it, the latter didn't even ask about the situation on Qin Zhengqiu's side, but immediately grasped the most important point.
"Sir, the key to all this now lies with Senior Zhang."
"Since Pei Dajun has already sent out assassins, Senior Zhang is in a very dangerous situation right now."
"I'm worried that the Shimen Escort Agency can't handle it. We must send someone to support them immediately!"
"Yes, indeed."
Wei Changtian pondered for a moment, then made up his mind: "How about this, Brother Chu, the situation is urgent right now, and it may be too slow to find someone from Fengyuan to help."
"Hasn't Wang Biaotou and his men already received Old Zhang?"
"Go to Shimen Escort Agency first and ask where they are now. Then I will discuss with Li Wutong or Li Qi and ask the nearby government to send someone to escort them back!"
"This is better."
Chu Xianping immediately responded: "I'll go to Shimen Escort Agency right away."
"good."
Wei Changtian nodded, and at the same time summoned Yun Yan out of his body and ordered the latter to follow Chu Xianping.
After personally experiencing the power of the "Eye of Yama", Wei Changtian is now very worried that Bai Youheng will attack others around him, so he must be more cautious.
Watching Chu Xianping and Yun Yan quickly leave, he turned his head and glanced at Pei Dajun who was receiving "rescue" in the room.
Wei Changtian was just about to take a sip of water when Li Wutong, who had been waiting outside the house for a long time, walked in.
She had actually arrived a long time ago, but just now she saw Wei Changtian talking to Chu Xianping, so she waited outside.
"Your Highness."
Wei Changtian poured himself a cup of herbal tea and asked as he drank, "What's wrong?"
"Master Wei, what happened tonight?"
Although Li Wutong tried his best to make his expression look cooler, he could not completely hide the anxiety between his eyebrows.
"Oh, I saw Yama."
Wei Changtian did not hide anything and in a few words recounted the "castrated version" of his experience tonight.
"What? Lord Pei is actually a spy of Yan Luo?!"
Li Wutong's eyes suddenly widened and he subconsciously took a step forward.
However, she soon realized her own misstep, so she pretended to be calm and asked again: "Have you ever fought with Yan Luo?"
"Yeah, but I couldn't kill it."
Wei Changtian sighed: "Alas, my grandfather is still chasing him, but he may also return empty-handed."
“Is that so.”
Li Wutong's tone was a little hesitant.
She really wanted to ask Wei Changtian if he was injured, but when she thought of what happened yesterday, she swallowed the words back. She just looked Wei Changtian up and down quietly, and only breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that the latter had no wounds.
"Master Wei, if there is anything you need my help with, just let me know."
"Thank you, Princess, if that's the case."
Wei Changtian smiled and said, "I really have something I would like to ask the princess for help with."
"Sir, please feel free to speak."
Li Wutong's expression instantly became extremely serious: "As long as it is related to Yan Luo's affairs, I will ask my father for help even if I can't do it."
"It's not that troublesome."
Wei Changtian stood up and said, "There is a man on his way to Fengyuan now, but he may be in danger."
"Princess, please inform the government offices along the way and ask them to send someone to escort this person to Fengyuan safely."
"To pick someone up?"
Li Wutong asked subconsciously: "Who is this person?"
"he"
Wei Changtian paused, then slowly answered under Li Wutong's gaze.
"Perhaps it is the mysterious swordsman who killed Yan Luo sixty years ago."
(End of this chapter)
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