Xuanxia

Chapter 43 True Immortal Palace

After eating and drinking, Long Dabai said that he still needed to regulate his breathing for a while, so Fu Qingzhou also got the opportunity to take a rest.

But this rest time did not last long, as he was woken up by Tang Jiao.

"Big brother."

She said in a nervous tone, "Just now the uncle suddenly stood up and then disappeared. What should we do?"

"Gone?" Fu Qingzhou suddenly woke up and rubbed his eyes.

Indeed... the smoke from the bonfire was still there, but Long Dabei was nowhere to be seen.

It was almost noon and the forest was still cool. Fu Qingzhou stood up, closed his eyes, and tried to sense the surroundings, but he could not sense anyone.

"Really missing?"

He was a little confused: "Abandoning us and running away? Is there such a good thing?"

After a moment of hesitation, he immediately grabbed Tang Jiao's wrist and said, "Let's go!"

Without any hesitation, the two of them started running!

The direction he chose was exactly the direction of Wandu Mountain!
Although he was "teleported" for a while by Long Dabei and it was difficult to determine his exact location, he had been hunting in the mountains for a long time and was still able to determine the basic direction. Moreover, given Long Dabei's physical condition last night, it was difficult for him to move too far.

At this moment, many plans flashed through Fu Qingzhou's mind.

For example, Ning Baimei should still be in Wandu Mountain, the closer to Wandu Mountain, the more secret envoys from Mingjian Pavilion there should be, and it would be much safer if I got nearby... and so on.

Unfortunately, they didn't run far before they saw the burly figure again in the woods ahead.

Fu Qingzhou stopped in disappointment, and Tang Jiao was panting beside him.

Long Dabei was as calm as ever, walking slowly out of the woods, carrying a person on his shoulders.

He glanced at Fu Qingzhou and didn't say a word about his choice to escape. He just walked to the two men and threw the man on his shoulder to the ground.

This was a man dressed in a dark gold-colored officer's uniform. At first glance, the uniform was somewhat similar to the "Flying Fish Uniform" worn by the Ming Dynasty Jinyiwei that Fu Qingzhou had seen in a movie in his previous life, with brocade clouds, sun and moon embroidered on it.

"Ming, Ming Sword Pavilion's secret envoy!"

Tang Jiao's face changed slightly.

She came from an official family in the capital, so she naturally recognized this official uniform.

Fu Qingzhou sighed helplessly...Long Dabei didn't disappear at all. It was obvious that he just noticed that there were people from Mingjian Pavilion around, so he took a walk over and took care of them.

He squatted down, detected the breath of the Mingjian Pavilion's secret envoy, and frowned slightly: "He is still alive, and you didn't kill him?"

"Kill three, this one is alive."

Long Dabei said leisurely: "I want to ask something."

As he said this, he pointed his finger at the secret messenger and snapped his fingers. Nothing flew out, but the unconscious secret messenger's eyelids twitched and he opened his eyes.

But the moment after opening his eyes, the secret envoy did not fight back or anything. Instead, his face immediately tightened, his jaw tightened, and he made a biting motion.

A few seconds passed and nothing happened.

The secret envoy's expression changed slightly. He slowly got up and looked at the three people around him nervously.

"I have already extracted the poison you hid in your teeth."

Long Dabei said calmly: "Don't try to kill yourself in front of me. You can't do it."

The emissary narrowed his eyes and suddenly reached for his waist, but found nothing.

Long Dabei flipped his hand, and a jade token exactly the same as Fu Qingzhou's "Ming Jian Zhi Shi" jade token appeared in his palm.

He waved it towards the secret envoy, and with a little force from his five fingers, he crushed the jade token into powder.

"You can't send a message..."

His words were extremely calm: "In terms of your understanding of Mingjian Pavilion, you may not be as good as I am."

The secret envoy of Mingjian Pavilion had an extremely complicated expression, and murmured, "Yes, after all, the previous sword master was your master..." Fu Qingzhou raised his eyebrows... Does Long Dabi have this kind of connection with Mingjian Pavilion?

But he remembered that Meng Zhugang had said before that Long Dabei was once a young Taoist priest? Could it be that Taoist priests could also serve as officials in the imperial court and become sword masters in charge of the Mingjian Pavilion?

The emissary stopped trying to do anything, but stood up, straightened his back, and asked with a stern look: "You killed three of my colleagues and only saved my life. What do you want to ask?"

Without waiting for Long Dabei to speak, he smiled and said, "But don't worry, I won't say anything."

"You will tell."

Long Dabei smiled and said, "I won't ask you anything else. I just want to ask about the True Immortal Palace."

"True Immortal Palace?" The secret envoy was slightly stunned.

Fu Qingzhou suddenly thought of something and said with a smile: "He has been imprisoned in the Ten Thousand Poisons Mountain for thirty years, and now he wants to go to this True Immortal Palace, but the two of us he captured don't know, so he can only ask you. This is not a secret, so just tell me, okay?"

His words made clear Long Dabei's next destination plan and the identities of both of them.

The implication is obvious - big brother, please help! Don't kill him, spread the news!
Tell your boss that Long Dabei is going to the True Immortal Palace! Stop him on the way, and don't treat us as accomplices!
The emissary naturally understood the meaning of this, and then smiled at Long Dabei with narrowed eyes: "Oh, the True Immortal Palace? It no longer exists."

Long Dabei frowned slightly: "How is it possible?"

"How is it impossible?"

The emissary said coldly: "No matter how big the sect is, if a monster like you appears, it will be doomed!"

Long Dabei still didn't believe it: "More than two hundred years ago, the Golden Cicada Temple produced a sea-covering monster monk, a hundred years ago, the Purple Air Fairy Wind Temple produced a demon cult leader, and more than fifty years ago, the Qiluo Palace raised a great Beiyi shaman. Why didn't they all perish?"

"Not to mention that Xiyu Pavilion is still there... How could the True Immortal Palace be destroyed because of me?"

The secret envoy sneered but said nothing.

Fu Qingzhou at the side realized something and whispered, "It's actually related to the sword master, right?"

Long Dabi and the secret envoy were both startled and looked at him.

Fu Qingzhou shrugged: "You just said it yourself. Master Long Dabei is the former Sword Master. Plus, the True Immortal Palace is the largest sect in the world, so it must have great influence in the court."

"As a result, a murderous maniac appeared... This will definitely have a huge impact on the reputation of the True Immortal Palace. In addition, the sword master has been replaced. If I were to take this opportunity, I would have to take down the power that the True Immortal Palace once had. The harder I hit, the better. It would be best if I could destroy it completely."

He spread his hands: "Is that right?"

Long Dabei's eyes changed slightly: "Ning Baimei..."

"Humph."

The emissary snorted coldly, "Master Xiangjian would not do this, and there is no need to do this. The True Immortal Palace... was renamed by your senior brother Qingsongzi himself, who announced his retirement from the martial arts world. Now there is no True Immortal Palace in this world anymore."

When Long Dabai heard this, his expression suddenly calmed down.

He let out a long sigh and smiled: "So that's how it is. This is something that Senior Brother would do."

After saying that, he raised his hand.

Fu Qingzhou was startled and immediately realized that he was going to kill someone, so he shouted, "Don't!"

But it was too late. The palm had already landed on the secret envoy's forehead. The secret envoy didn't even have time to groan before his head exploded into pieces.

Amid Tang Jiao's screams, Fu Qingzhou glared at Long Dabei: "Why do you want to kill him! He has already said what you want!"

"Yes."

Long Dabei said as a matter of course: "So I helped him escape from the sufferings of the world."

Fu Qingzhou clenched his fists tightly... He almost forgot that the guy in front of him was a pervert. In his eyes, killing was not a punishment but a gift.

"Let's go."

Long Dabei put his hands behind his back and walked leisurely: "Let's go to Langhuan Mountain."

(End of this chapter)