Xuanxia

Chapter 254 Wind Arrow

Under the surprised gaze of Ning Wushu and the other female soldiers, the three female soldiers who had been pointed at by Fu Qingzhou began to recover little by little.

Those with the mildest poisoning recovered in just three or five breaths, but the sores on their hands could not heal that quickly, and the poison was obviously no longer spreading.

The two female soldiers who were clearly about to suffocate were now breathing more smoothly.

But they were too deeply poisoned, the sores on their bodies still looked horrible, and they were still coughing and their faces looked terrible.

"I am only at the second level of spiritual awareness, and the detoxification spell is limited in effectiveness."

Fu Qingzhou turned around and smiled at Ning Wushu, "Miss Ning, I suggest you take them to seek help from Wulin Alliance Leader Jiang as soon as possible to prevent the poison from recurring again."

Ning Wushu's eyes sparkled, and he clasped his hands together and bowed deeply: "Thank you, Young Master Fu."

After that, she waved her hand without hesitation: "Quick, help them go to the Wulin Alliance headquarters!"

"Yes!"

The eyes of the other female soldiers were also filled with excitement. Their sisters had escaped the fate of being poisoned to death. The looks they cast towards Fu Qingzhou were filled with more appreciation, admiration and gratitude.

Fu Qingzhou breathed a sigh of relief and bowed to Ning Wushu: "Miss Ning, now that the matter is settled, I will go first--"

"Wait a minute!"

Ning Wushu's eyes flashed with anxiety, but he stepped forward and grabbed his wrist: "Young Master Fu, I have no other choice but to ask you for help!"

Fu Qingzhou smiled and pulled his hand away without leaving a trace: "Miss Ning, what are you talking about? You have someone secretly protecting you, and you have the support of the Northern Frontier Marshal. You are also very powerful, so why would you need me?"

"I won't investigate." Ning Wushu shook his head and said frankly, "I wanted to investigate where they came from based on the corpse, but now the corpse has exploded..."

Fu Qingzhou scratched his head: "Sister, you already know that they are soldiers, isn't it easy to find out their identities?"

Ning Wu Shu smiled faintly.

At this time, the female soldiers had already rushed to the Wulin Alliance headquarters with the wounded, and there was no one else in the courtyard.

She put her hands behind her back and looked up at the night sky.

"You don't know how many enemies I have."

She said calmly, "In the Northern Frontier alone, there are at least five people who do not obey me, do not respect me, and want to kill me."

"Beyond the border and in the Northern Barbarians' army, countless brothers and comrades have died under my sword. They wish they could drink my blood and eat my flesh!"

"Speaking of Dayannei..."

Fu Qingzhou hurriedly stopped her: "Stop, stop, I won't listen anymore. I'm not particularly interested in your grudges. Anyway, I won't help you. Stop pestering me, okay, sister?"

Ning Wushu tilted his head and smiled: "Do you want to learn the archery technique just now?"

Fu Qingzhou was stunned.

"You just need to help me investigate the identities of these killers, and the rest has nothing to do with you - as a deal, I will teach you archery." Ning Wushu said calmly.

Fu Qingzhou narrowed his eyes.

After a long silence, he said softly, "The arrows you just shot were not enough."

"That's because I'm afraid of hurting my sisters." Ning Wushu chuckled: "Why don't you take another look?"

After saying that, she raised the bow again and slowly pulled out the arrow with her right hand.

"This arrow is called the Wind Arrow."

As Ning Wushu was winding up his bow, he said, "When facing an enemy, a gust of wind or a whirl of dust is enough to turn the tide of victory - this is my wind!"

After saying that, she slightly raised the bow, pointed the arrow tip toward the sky, pulled the string to its full length, and suddenly released it!

The bowstring vibrated, making a loud "buzzing" sound, and the ordinary arrow seemed to be given life, shooting straight into the sky with a whistling sound!

Then, a strong wind suddenly appeared, spreading rapidly from the arrow as the center. The wind became stronger and stronger, sweeping up dust and leaves all over the sky, as if it was going to swallow up the whole world. Ning Wushu was in the center of the storm, but he was as steady as a rock, his clothes fluttering, and his expression calm. Fu Qingzhou stood not far away, his eyes widened.

As the arrow flew away, the wind also blew into the bustling night market in Luoyi.

Lanterns swayed, roof tiles creaked, many passers-by had their hair blown to messy and their dresses fluttered, attracting many women to giggle.

Fu Qingzhou was stunned.

Is this the ability of the sixth realm?
At first glance, this move doesn't seem like a big deal.

When you are fighting against someone, what's the point of using the wind to blow him? Would a master be afraid of your wind?

But if you think about it carefully, this trick is very useful.

When enemies fight in the martial arts world, it is never just two people standing on the ring and fighting each other with their moves. They may appear in any scene and any environment.

A strong wind can raise dust, scare away wild animals, stir up waves, and help ignite a fire...

Too much is too much.

After Ning Wushu shot an arrow, he saw Fu Qingzhou's expression and laughed: "Are you interested?"

"Very interested." Fu Qingzhou touched his chin and said, "What you just said is that as long as we can find out the backgrounds of those soldiers, it will be fine? I don't care about other things?"

Ning Wushu smiled and nodded.

Fu Qingzhou exhaled lightly: "Okay, I'll do it!"

Ning Wushu nodded with satisfaction: "Okay, then I will teach you the first half of the Wind Arrow Skill. When you finish your work and come back, you can learn the second half."

After that, she recited it very clearly: "Gather the Qi in Dantian and focus your mind, so that the Qi in the meridians and bones can flow freely; relax your arms and let them be full of strength, like a full moon waiting for the wind to blow..."

Fu Qingzhou had actually roughly understood what was going on when she was halfway through reading.

The way to use this thing is actually not complicated, but it requires a very high level of internal energy or true energy. Even if ordinary people know the mantra of the mental method, they can't use this trick at all.

This is not a problem for me at all, and I can even say that it is very suitable for me, but what about Ning Wushu?

What kind of martial arts did she learn? How come she, who is at the sixth level, can draw the wind with one arrow?

After reciting the first half of the formula, Ning Wushu smiled at Fu Qingzhou and said, "That's all."

"Okay, since you're so straightforward, I won't waste any more words." Fu Qingzhou bowed to her and said, "I'll go investigate right away, but please ask Miss Ning to send a message to my junior sister in the upper room of No. 1 in Jiuyun Inn, telling her that I'll be back later."

After saying that, without even looking at the shattered killer body parts on the ground, he turned around and headed towards the bustling night market in Luoyi.

"Eh?"

Ning Wushu was startled: "Aren't you going to check these bodies?"

"No need." Fu Qingzhou waved his hand: "I have my own way."

After saying goodbye to Ning Wushu, he quickly returned to the food street where there were many people walking around and the fragrance spread from ten miles away.

Of course, he didn't come here to eat this time.

How can I investigate the identities of the killers, including the boatman?

The answer, of course, is to ask someone who knows.

So… who could possibly know?
As Fu Qingzhou walked, he soon found a lot of water stains on the ground.

The rain has stopped for several hours. Who would walk through the busy streets with so much water on their body?
He smiled, followed the water stains on the ground, and squeezed through the crowd.

The next moment, he saw the man who was wet all over, with wounds and blood on his face, but was sitting at the table and eating voraciously.

(End of this chapter)