If there was a chance, Ying Wuji would certainly want to catch the murderer himself and eradicate the forces behind them.
Unfortunately, his foundation was too shallow and he did not have that much power, so he could only force the State of Li to take action. Apart from asking Feiyuwei every few days, he could not do anything else.
To be honest, it’s very annoying!
Now that he finally heard the news about the murderer, he was naturally excited. Although things had been much more peaceful these days, he didn't believe that these people would just stop.
Even Ji Su, a prince of this country, can be used by them to kill people with a borrowed knife. What else would they not dare to do?
Ying Wuji took a deep breath and said, "Where is Senior Brother Ling?"
Wu Shuangxu spread his hands and said, "My senior brother acts arbitrarily. After delivering that letter, there has been no news from him, and I can't contact him. But this time the Taoists are making a big move, so I'm sure he will come to Jiangcheng. Young Master, don't worry. If fate allows, you will naturally be able to meet each other."
"Okay!"
Ying Wuji looked at the people passing by downstairs, seeming to be thinking about something.
The number of people coming from the Taoist sect this time is no less than that from other schools. It seems that there is indeed a big move. Sooner or later, I will meet that senior brother, so there is no need to rush.
The food was served quickly.
Wu Shuangxu was very efficient when doing business, but was a very dull person at other times. He basically ate without talking. He ate seriously from beginning to end, basically without saying a word, and only breathed a sigh of relief when he put down his chopsticks.
Seven steamed buns and four dishes, he must be exhausted.
Ying Wuji grinned: "Miss Wu, are you Feiyu Guards very busy?"
“Very busy!”
Wu Shuangxu nodded: "Every time there is a grand event, the activities of the Weiwu Sect will be very frequent. Now that the Hundred Schools Grand Event is approaching, the elite students of the Hundred Schools will be there. It is a good opportunity for Weiwu Sect to recruit members. Now nearly half of the forces of Feiyuwei are dealing with them."
Teach me again.
Ying Wuji narrowed his eyes and said, "Speaking of teaching for me, I have a question for Miss Wu!"
Wu Shuangxu made a gesture of invitation: "Please speak!"
Ying Wuji's eyes darkened slightly: "Miss Wu, do you know what a demon seed is?"
"Demon species?"
Wu Shuangxu's expression was also somewhat solemn: "Young Master, have you come into contact with the demon species?"
"Um!"
"this……"
Wu Shuangxu looked solemn: "This so-called demon seed should be the core of the existence of Weiwo Sect. According to legend, the founder of Weiwo Sect was a great man who had attained the realm of enlightenment. The magical power he realized was to help people open up their inner demons and awaken their innate magic. For a time, Weiwo Sect was unrivaled outside the domain.
Later, our Taoist Laozi and Yang Zhu lineage joined forces to suppress this man and killed him. Our sect then disappeared outside the territory and infiltrated the dynasty.
I thought that with the death of Wushenjing, my sect would slowly decline, but I didn't expect that they found another way to survive, through a spell called "Demon Seed", which can induce and catalyze people's inner demons. "
Ying Wuji asked: "Then can this demon be eliminated?"
Wu Shuangxu shook his head: "The reason why my sect is so difficult is because the demon seeds are too secretive. Except for the moment when the inner demon is formed, there are few means to discover the existence of the demon seeds, and naturally no one can find a way to eliminate them. Young Master, why do you ask this question? Could it be that you..."
Ying Wuji smiled and waved his hand: "I was chatting with an old friend a few days ago, and he mentioned this thing, so I asked him about it!"
Wu Shuangxu nodded: "I see!"
The two chatted for a while, and Wu Shuangxu gave Ying Wuji a protective jade pendant. After making sure that he had no other problems, he left the teahouse.
Ying Wuji drank the tea in the cup, but his brows were still furrowed.
I didn't expect that this demon species would be so troublesome. It seems that I have to protect Hua Chao more in the future until I find a way to eliminate the demon species.
He rubbed Bai Zhi's head: "Are you full? If you are, get ready to work!"
"oh!"
Bai Zhi nodded, stood up and followed Ying Wuji closely.
Although many people came to Jiangcheng these days, the second volume of "Strange Tales from Mountains and Seas" has been showing signs of not selling well. After all, those who came these days are all outstanding students from various representative schools. As for novelists who are only among the top ten, most of them have a kind of contemptuous attitude, so their enthusiasm for buying books is not very high.
Lan Lingsheng also announced that the third volume of "Strange Tales from Mountains and Seas" will be published in the eight major bookstores the day after tomorrow, and those potential booksellers are also waiting for this wave.
This time, hundreds of students gathered together and wealthy businessmen from various countries came and went. After this wave, the pattern of the printing industry will be almost determined.
So, we must not fail this time.
But after laying the groundwork for so long, there shouldn't be any possibility of failure, right?
…
The north gate of Jiangcheng is extremely lively.
Among the passers-by there were peddlers, high-ranking officials and nobles.
Of course, there are more students from hundreds of schools who have come from all directions, each of them is in high spirits and ready to win glory for their school in the Hundred Schools Event.
Only a young Taoist priest was looking at the plaque on the city wall listlessly. He was wearing straw sandals, a Taoist robe that had been washed so much that it looked bleached, and a simple grass stick was stuck in his hair. It was a hot day during the Beginning of Heat, but he kept his hands in his sleeves.
His face was pale, his eyes were dark, and he was yawning continuously. The words "life is not worth it" were almost written on his face.
Next to the young Taoist priest stood a middle-aged man dressed as a butler wearing gold and silver. The painting styles of the two people were incompatible, but the young Taoist priest did not feel uncomfortable at all. Instead, the butler seemed a little at a loss. He wished he could change into a beggar's clothes to make the picture look more harmonious.
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