Sir, are you Master Wuhuo?

Qi Wuhuo raised his eyes slightly. He had not heard this title for a long time. No, it could even be said that in this era, it was almost impossible for anyone to call him Master. Countless thoughts flashed through the young Taoist's mind, and finally locked onto the sister of the young prince who should have died in the course of history.

The sister who should have been poisoned to death took him away from the capital and out of the emperor's sight.

And this name...

Qiong Yu?

Qi Wuhuo raised his eyes, as if thinking about something.

In other words, the one who asked him to solve the doubts before, and asked whether Yin Gods could attain enlightenment through practice, was also the mountain god Qiong Yu?

But she didn't come today, apparently because she was sick.

Thinking about what he was going to do next and the current situation of the mountain god Qiong Yu.

It is not appropriate to let him be overly active while the prince is still around.

That would harm her.

So he said calmly, "No."

The excitement on the young King Qin's face gradually disappeared, and he turned to regret, but he smiled naturally and freely, saying: "Yes, how could there be such a coincidence in the world? However, although Mr. Qi is not Master Wuhuo, it is enough to prove that there are countless heroes and talents in this world."

Suddenly I had some consideration.

The Seventh Prince's somewhat impatient voice seemed to be heard from outside, and he laughed and said, "Erlang, Erlang!"

"That's enough. You've been asking questions for over an hour. If you keep asking, it will be dark."

"There is nothing important to do today. I want to go to Zhongzhou [Pingkangfang] to listen to the beauty singing."

Then the Fourth Prince scolded him: "Seventh brother, be careful with your words."

The young prince suddenly made up his mind, stood up, walked around the table, bowed deeply in front of Qi Wuhuo, and said:

"Seven years ago, after the Jinzhou incident, I often heard my father sighing and lamenting that he trusted others too easily and could not save the people from the dire situation. After my father's death, I also felt this pain. However, the emperor's power was already established. I could not avenge the blood feud of more than three million people in Jinzhou and the hatred of my father's early death."

"Hearing your words today is like a sudden downpour after a long drought."

"My heart is filled with joy."

"I would like to take you as my teacher and follow your instructions."

"I can also avenge the blood feud of the people of Jinzhou and avenge my deceased father."

Qi Wuhuo was a little surprised at the decision made by the young King of Qin.

"You want to take me as your master?"

"Why?"

The young King of Qin replied: "First, I see your heart of holding the world in your arms."

"Fourth brother, Seventh brother, although each of you has your own talents, both in civil and military affairs, and are superior to me at the moment, they are, after all, the sons of the current emperor."

"I'm afraid I can't be the knife in your hand."

"You can't kill that tyrant."

Qi Wuhuo raised his eyes, and the young man in front of him finally revealed a sharp and resolute determination in his words, which was different from when he was distributing porridge and different from the childishness when he was chatting with the young Taoist Mingxin. Master Wuhuo was surprised, and then he suddenly understood why the emperor at that time had detained him in the capital.

The King of Qin stepped forward slightly, bowed and said, "Second, my interests are the same as yours."

"Sir, you are working hard for the Jinzhou cause, and so am I."

"Don't worry about my betrayal."

The young Taoist looked at him and asked, "Is it for the blood revenge of the people, or for your own blood revenge?"

It was quiet for a moment.

The King of Qin gritted his teeth and answered truthfully: "To avenge my father."

"But I am willing to be your knife to kill a tyrant."

The young Taoist closed his eyes for a long time, then sat upright on the chair, his hands hanging down, each on his knees, and said:

"You should become my disciple."

"I will not teach you practice, I will only teach you some simple things."

"How you proceed from now on is up to you."

The King of Qin was delighted. He did not say anything but lifted his clothes, bowed solemnly and called him teacher.

When he stood up again, Qi Wuhuo suddenly seemed to be thinking about something. He pointed at the table and said, "Use the seal you carry with you to write a letter of appointment to me as your teacher."

Although the King of Qin was puzzled, he still did as he was told.

When the Qin King Seal was pressed down, Qi Wuhuo clearly felt a force from the Human Emperor's destiny emerging, and then he found that he could condense and draw on the human destiny from heaven and earth -

Previously, he was just trying to absorb the power that the prince was dissipating.

Now it is possible to unite on its own.

The position of instructor in the Prince's Mansion is of the ninth rank, which is not a high position.

There are upper limits to both the speed and amount of condensation.

However, Qi Wuhuo simply channeled this trace of strength into the Killing Thief Sword to temper and strengthen the sword.

The King of Qin wiped his knees with a handkerchief, smoothing out the wrinkles and restoring them to their original appearance. Then he walked out. As soon as he walked out, the Seventh Prince embraced him and laughed, "Hahaha, Erlang, do you like talking to Old Qi so much? Come on, what did you ask?"

The prince was also suspicious.

The young prince patted the Seventh Prince's rough and powerful shoulders and said helplessly: "Ahem, Seventh Brother, let go, let go, it's a bit uncomfortable." The Seventh Prince loosened his strength a little, and the young prince replied naturally: "I asked about the Taoist's cultivation."

The Fourth Prince had a complicated expression.

The prince's gaze narrowed slightly.

The young King of Qin said with some self-mockery: "...My brothers also know that I will only be an idle prince in the future. I have a rank, but I still can't cultivate a high level of human luck. I can only think of ways to see if I can practice Buddhism or Taoism. If I can't cultivate luck, it's okay to be a hermit."

The Seventh Prince's laughter paused.

He had a thought in his mind that he shouldn't have mentioned this matter, so he laughed again, "Hahaha, well, nothing, nothing! Fourth brother, don't look like that. Come on, Erlang, follow your seventh brother today. Let's go to Pingkangfang and find some pretty girls to play the zither and listen to music for you."

"Hey, hey, hey, fourth brother, what's with your expression?"

"I understand."

He patted the young King Qin's shoulder, frowning his thick eyebrows, and then said seriously: "Erlang, your brother has to talk to you seriously. The children of the royal family represent the face of the royal family with every move. You can't go to places like these brothels and painted boats. Even if you go, you can only listen to elegant things like playing the zither, understand?!"

"Don't bring shame to the royal family."

The King of Qin nodded helplessly.

The Fourth Prince nodded reluctantly, indicating that he could accept this explanation.

The Seventh Prince said, "If you plan to do something else, you have to change your clothes and go secretly."

Then the Fourth Prince's face froze.

The Seventh Prince laughed loudly, put his arm around the young King of Qin, turned around, and invited him enthusiastically: "Old Qi, do you want to come too? We can't have meat, but you don't have this problem, hahahaha, I'll pick out a few good-looking ones for you, or redeem a few for you?"

The fourth prince took a step to block him, bowed slightly and said: "Seventh brother has been in a place like the border for too long."

"Nowadays, he behaves somewhat like a soldier with a rough and savage air."

"Don't blame me, sir."

Then they agreed to meet again if they had free time, and then left.

The young Taoist waited until these people left, then he raised the pen in his hand, lowered his eyes slightly, and watched the energy of the world with his soul. Then he suddenly raised the pen and drew a line, the pen was like a sword, [cutting off] a ray of destiny energy around himself. This was one of the several fixed methods of [hiding from the teacher] that Yun Qin had told him.

It's obviously just a painting.

It was as if he stretched out his hand and gently touched the dried sand pile, causing the sand to flow down.

The destiny surrounding the young Taoist was briefly confused.

Ru Shi just took off the mask, revealing a young man. There were signs like ripples on the water floating on Qi Wuhuo's face. In the blink of an eye, he saw the young Taoist priest. He seemed to be thinking about something. Could it be that he really broke the fate of the prince and caused his fortune to change?

The fourth prince is known in the family for his ability and literary talent.

The sons of military honors were extremely pleased and convinced, including the seventh prince, a brave general who went to the battlefield at the age of fourteen and was able to behead three levels of generals.

And a boy who appears to be weak and just obeys his sister's words.

In fact, it was the King of Qin who could say, "I am willing to be your knife to kill the tyrant."

When he said this, Qi Wuhuo could almost see that if the young King of Qin really became the Emperor one day, he would probably become a thorn in his heart. But why would all these princes suddenly gather in a place like Zhongzhou at once?

The Fourth Prince is virtuous but weak towards the outside world. The Seventh Prince is strong and brave but not gentle. He is not the type of monarch who would rest and recuperate with the people. The King of Qin is young but already very shrewd and decisive. He can take on responsibilities and let go.

After a long time, Qi Wuhuo stood up and left.

The little peacock asked, "Aqi, what are we eating today?"

The young Taoist walked on the street, in the midst of the hustle and bustle of the world, relaxed and at ease, with his sleeves hanging down. He did not look as aggressive as before, but just smiled and replied, "How about clear soup noodles?"

The little peacock pondered: "Is there any meat?"

The young Taoist replied, “Yes.”

The little peacock asked again: "Are there any eggs?"

The young Taoist laughed: "You are a bird too."

“Ah, so…”

The little peacock was surprised, and then thought: "Yes, it's not a peacock egg, an egg?"

Qi Wuhuo looked at its serious expression and nodded with a helpless smile.

So the little peacock was delighted.

“Okay!!!”

The little peacock's mind is always so easy and simple.

…

A few days later, Qi Wuhuo met with the King of Qin at the agreed time and place. He guided him with his decades of experience in the dream, and felt more and more that the young King of Qin was indeed a rough diamond with a serious mind. Qi Wuhuo also deduced that this young prince, who had always been obedient to his sister, seemed to have never told his sister that he wanted to take him as his teacher.

But such things cannot last forever.

Finally, one day, Qiong Yu discovered that her brother's behavior was unusual. After asking him solemnly, the boy told her everything hesitantly, saying, "I just want to give you a surprise... Not only you, I can also find famous people in the world and learn more."

He muttered, "It's not like your Master Wuhuo is the only one in the world who can be called a Grand Master."

Li Qiongyu didn't even raise her eyes and uttered a nasal sound: "Hmm?"

So the young prince, who had a weapon in his heart, knelt down rationally and decisively.

"I'm sorry, sis. I shouldn't have said that."

"Master Wuhuo is not yours."

"He is just your fellow Taoist."

"I'm sorry sis."

"Master Wuhuo, unrivaled in the world, great master, awesome, awesome!"

The young man memorized these words fluently, and he was already accustomed to reading them. The girl was helpless and worried that her brother was deceived, so she went to test him again. She found that he had made great progress, and he seemed to have changed. He had a hint of sharpness. Holding the answer to the question in her hand, she frowned slightly and asked naturally:

"What's the gentleman's name? Where is he from?"

The King of Qin replied:

"My surname is Qi, and I haven't been told my name yet."

Seeing that the girl in front of him seemed to have a strange expression, he quietly raised his hand and added: "Not Qi Wuhuo."

"Definitely not. I've already asked in advance."

"Have you asked?"

The beautiful girl with big and gentle eyes just smiled slightly and said without refuting:

"Ask the master why he chose you as his disciple."

The young King of Qin said as a matter of course: "Isn't it because we have the same interests?"

The girl still spoke calmly, "Go ahead and ask again. This will be considered as me testing your teacher."

"I guessed what he was thinking."

"See if our answers are the same."

"Please help me give this scroll to him."

The girl stood up, ground the paper herself, picked up the pen with her right hand, dipped it in ink, and wrote four words on the white paper. Then she held the pen with one hand and held her sleeve with the other, looking at the line of words, as if she noticed something, and then smiled slightly, put the pen on the pen holder, stood up, rolled up the white paper, and sealed it in the box.

He handed it to the young King Qin, his eyes were gentle but deep, and he warned:

"Don't open it."

The young King of Qin muttered, "I know, I know."

"Don't open it, don't open it, right?"

When he went to see his teacher the next day to ask, the young Taoist lowered his eyes and said calmly, "Are you testing me?"

"Since I am your elder sister, it is only natural for me to test my brother's teacher."

This time, Qi Wuhuo picked up the pen with his right hand, dipped it in ink, wrote a line of four words, and handed it to the young King of Qin, saying:

"Just give it to your sister."

"Don't open it."

???

Not allowed to open it again?

Me, the King of Qin!

It's not for delivering messages! If it's not so close, why don't you go meet?

The young King of Qin opened his mouth and was a little dazed for a moment.

I feel that my painting style is not like that of a prince who bears a deep hatred and has great ambitions.

Like the pigeons raised in each post station.

He just bowed and agreed obediently.

I secretly decided that I must eat pigeon soup today!

The young Taoist watched the young King Qin leave. There was a piece of white paper on the table, on which was a message from the Mingzhen Taoist Alliance: [The Hidden Dragon Guards under the Crown Prince have appeared, returning from Dongjun, carrying the Great Peng Fu. The route is as follows]

The previous leader of the Mingzhen Dao League died in the Jinzhou disaster.

Although the Taoist Alliance does not engage in the business of assassins, if someone happens to want to "pay a visit" to the Qianlong Guards and then "happens" to encounter some accidents, isn't it only natural?

The young Taoist was sitting.

The killer sword in the sword box was already whistling slightly.

The young Taoist's sleeves seemed to be soaked in ice water, and there was a biting chill.

Then he looked at the wooden box.

The young prince ran all the way back home and handed the memorial to his sister.

The usually calm girl waved her sleeves and asked her brother to go down.

So the young King of Qin turned around and walked out the door again. He looked at the sea of ​​clouds in the sky and was stunned for a long time. Suddenly he said, "Left and right, where are you? Come out!"

"exist."

"Go to the post station and find some carrier pigeons!"

"Your Highness wants to have a pigeon feast today!"

The sun outside the window was shining brightly, a breeze was blowing, and the clouds were tired. It was a great time to be lazy. The young Taoist raised his hand to open the box, and the girl with gentle eyes also opened the box. They both unfolded the letter at the same time and saw the familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar words.

Why exactly did you choose this young King of Qin?

【Rare goods are valuable】

【Qihuo Keju】

The corners of Qiong Yu's mouth curled up slightly, but her eyes remained calm. She just put the white paper away, put it in her dressing table, and hid it behind the mirror her mother gave her.

The young Taoist looked at the four words 【齐惑可居】, Qihuo means Qi has no doubts.

His expression seemed to have softened a little. The little peacock was combing his feathers and said subconsciously:

"Aqi, is there anything delicious?"

"Hmm? What's delicious?"

"Eh? No? Then why are you laughing?"

"Because there is news about an old friend."

"Oh... old friends are like delicious food. Do they make people happy?"

The little peacock was puzzled, but Qi Wuhuo had already stood up, put the piece of paper into the box and put it into his sleeve. Then he stood up and put away the information about the Mingzhen Taoist Alliance and walked out of the Taoist Alliance. Above the information about the Taoist Alliance was a map and below it was a line of text.

[Where the Hidden Dragon Guards are]

There is news from an old friend.

Then you should get some interest back.

The sword in the box rings, and the person’s head will be chopped off.