I come to see Bai Yujing today

Chapter 139: Prodigies and Ordinary People

The sky gradually darkened, and the autumn clouds were as black as ink, piling up layer by layer, shrouding Xuantianjing in a depressing atmosphere.

The raindrops gently tap on the bluestone pavement of the ancient city, making a crisp sound.

Li Bodu stood in a pavilion with his hands behind his back, looking up at the north city.

Chu Muye came behind him at some point and was also looking at the messy street.

"Chen Zhian is extremely talented. If he can grow up, he will definitely not be worse than Si Yuanyan."

Chu Muye was still wearing the same crane robe as before, with a hint of regret in his eyes: "I still remember when I first met Chen Zhian, he was still painting in the Huangmen Painting Academy in Sunan Prefecture. Now, only two or three years have passed, and this young man has seen the old illnesses of the older generation, but he has become much more mature."

Li Bodu remained silent. He watched Chen Zhian holding an oil-paper umbrella and walking alone along the long North Street.

The two huge statues, like Li Bodu, looked down at Chen Zhian.

In the ancient streets and alleys, the faint autumn atmosphere is intertwined with rain and fog, which is a rare beautiful sight.

But neither Li Bodu nor Chu Muye came here to enjoy the scenery.

"Then why did General Rongtian insist on marrying Miss Li?" Chu Muye was puzzled. "He already has a wife. There are all kinds of legends in Xuantianjing, but there has never been a rumor that General Rongtian likes women. Since he came back from the Lihe River, he seems to have become a different person. He has become very withdrawn. Even the people of the Si family find it difficult to see him.

It is said that he had sent his first wife back to her hometown. It is so strange that he came to your house and wanted to propose marriage.

But he clearly knew that Chen Shuijun was still alive, and Miss Li's son was also still alive. How could General Rongtian not have any grudges in his heart for marrying a human mother like this?"

Chu Muye openly mentioned the Li family affairs.

Li Bodu looked a little unhappy, but he just said: "Why bother with these? I was able to obtain the opportunity of the dragon vein thanks to the cultivation of Shafo Hou. He has done me a favor and also done my Li family a favor.

It is not a shameful thing for Yin Xi to marry Si Yuanyan.

Moreover, the wife of the Si family has already returned to the ancestral home of the Si family, and Sha Fohou promised her that she would never return to Xuantianjing again.

Although Yin Xi is nominally just a concubine, she is the mistress of the Marquis' Mansion, so naturally she cannot be treated badly."

Chu Muye pondered for a few moments, and then persuaded, "Whether it's poetry and painting, or cultivation, or even sword intent, Chen Zhian's talent is obvious to you and me. When the Young Tiger Monument is updated in three months, with his age and talent, even if he doesn't have a background like the six surnames of Dayu, he will definitely be able to enter the top 200.

Now that Prime Minister Song has set his sights on him, if he can hold the seal and change the list again, he will definitely be in the top 80 or even top 50, surpassing a group of young geniuses from Dayu, and it is very likely that he will be on the Riding Whale Monument, just like Si Yuanyan. "

"Your Li family is related to Chen Zhian by blood, so things shouldn't be so tense. General Xuan Zi, listen to me. Making peace with Chen Zhian is the most important thing for the Li family."

Li Bodu finally turned around and looked at Chu Muye: "My Li family is still a Yunzhou family, one of the world's aristocratic families. Chen Zhian wants to take the seal, and the Li family has its origins here. Now we are rushing to make peace with Chen Zhian. How will the six surnames of Dayu, the Jiang family, the Wei family, the Chu family, the Gao family... these real big families look at my Li family?
No matter how talented Chen Zhian is, can he be stronger than these aristocratic families?

One person's power is limited. Lord Chu, if you want to support Chen Zhian in his fight for Lu Wujian, you must protect him well, but don't let him die in Xuantianjing."

Li Bodu's eyes were cold, and he said: "His talent is obvious to all. The more outstanding he is, the faster he will die.

Just now, Wei Lingyu and Lu Haihui had already harbored murderous intentions towards him, but the real strong men in this aristocratic family are not these young men.

The eldest brother of the Xie family and the evil leader of the Lu family have already set their sights on Xuantianjing.

And Wei Ji from the Wei family will come to Xuan Tianjing one day. How long do you think Chen Zhian can live?"

Chu Muye listened quietly without saying anything.

Li Bodu said: "The West Penglai Mountain has been taken down, but unfortunately only half of the Penglai generals died, there are still twelve or thirteen people, and the Jiaoxiang Lord is still alive.

You can see that Xi Penglai is also a loyal dog raised by my Dayu family. Qi Tianchong is eyeing Chen Zhian covetously. Perhaps those Xi Penglai generals scattered everywhere will transform themselves into long swords in the hands of the family to take Chen Zhian's life.

Master Chu, when that time comes, I wonder if Chen Zhian can handle it?"

Chu Muye was about to speak.

But suddenly Li Bodu's eyes flashed and he looked into the distance.

Chu Muye also turned around abruptly, his eyes flashing and a ray of Jade Palace divine energy flowed out. After a few breaths, it had already floated over a few miles.

He clearly saw Chen Zhian walking in the north city.

A pair of eyes were staring at Chen Zhian.

That look was full of murderous intent, but it was hidden very secretly, as if waiting for Chen Zhian to pass by.

On the pavilion, Li Bodu said, "Master Chu, look, before we even finish talking, Chen Zhian is facing a murderous disaster."

Chu Muye's crane robe fluttered as he was about to leave.

Li Bodu on the side suddenly shook his head and said: "Chen Zhian's survival is not a good thing for the Li family, and the same is true for the aristocratic families who want to hold the seal.

So, Master Chu, you cannot leave today."

Chu Muye flicked his sleeves, a look of disappointment on his face: "Prime Minister Song often told me that people from aristocratic families have little regard for family ties, and only see the word "profit".

Chen Zhian is Yinxi's child, your nephew, and you want to watch him die?"

Li Bodu had a blank expression on his face. He just put his hands behind his back and stared at Chu Muye.

Chu Muye was also looking at him. After a few moments, a smile suddenly appeared on Chu Muye's face.

"If you don't let me make a move, then I won't make a move... Li Bodu, you came too late just now and didn't see Chen Zhian's sword intent carefully.

Today was an unexpected event for Chen Zhian, but it was not a fatal disaster.

The person who came was only at the third level of innate realm. He might be Liuhuoshan or an assassin sent by Xi Penglai.

The third level of Xiantian is strong, but if you want to kill Chen Zhian, I'm afraid it's not enough."

Li Bodu raised his eyebrows.

He looked toward the street in the distance again.

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Chen Zhian walked alone in the rain holding an oil-paper umbrella.

This autumn rain is unusual, with thunder roaring from thousands of mountains and rain falling from thousands of peaks!
The rumbling thunder seemed to be rolling down from thousands of mountains, and the rain seemed to be rushing down from ten thousand peaks, with heavy rain.

There have been several such rainstorms this year, and no one knows how many crops have been destroyed.

The oil-paper umbrella in Chen Zhian's hand was just a cover. A thin true energy flowed through his body and was transferred to the oil-paper umbrella in his hand, thus completely isolating him from the heavy rain.

There was so much rain, but not a drop fell on him.

He walked slowly in the north city, passing the two huge statues and several empty streets.

Until we came to an alley.

This alley is dilapidated. I don’t know whose property it belongs to, but it has been abandoned for a long time.

This is a scene that you would never see in East City or South City.

But in West City and North City, there are not many such alleys, but there are still a few.

Chen Zhian stepped into the alley and suddenly stopped. He remained motionless for more than ten breaths.

"You still won't take action?"

After more than ten breaths, Chen Zhian raised his head and suddenly spoke. His eyes fell on the roof not far away.

The roof was covered with green bricks and tiles, and there was no trace of anyone else.

Another two or three breaths of time passed, and with a gust of wind, a person slowly appeared.

The man was about forty years old, with a calm expression, messy short hair, and a rather ordinary face. If he were in a crowd, he would be just an ordinary passerby and would not attract anyone's attention.

“Although my Hiding Shadow Divine Ability is only a sixth-grade magical power, Mr. Chen can actually see through the traces of the magical power so easily. I really admire it.”

Chen Zhian looked at the man on the roof curiously and asked, "Did you see me draw my knife just now?"

Since the man answered Chen Zhian's question, he shook his head and said, "I saw Master Chen when I entered the city just now. I thought I was lucky and didn't have to think about how to sneak into the imperial city.

But I saw Master Chen drinking with three... extraordinary people, so I could only hide my anger and wait outside the city."

"But when I think about it carefully, I am quite lucky. On the first day I came to the capital, I caught up with Master Chen who was traveling alone."

Chen Zhian asked again, "You were born a killer? Your ability to conceal your aura is indeed amazing. But do you know that if you take action in Xuan Tianjing, with your level of cultivation, no one will support you and no government will pave the way for you. If you kill me, you will not be able to leave Xuan Tianjing."

The man nodded, his eyes calm, "The owner of Liuhuo Mountain, Wang Jinghuai, saved my life. I came to Xuantianjing to avenge Wang Fengsuo and repay the owner of the mountain, Wang.

I knew that after I killed Mr. Chen, I would never be able to leave Xuantianjing alive.

But in one's life, one often wanders between life and death. Once rescued, his life is his.

Master Wang Shan saved my life, so I gave him two lives, one for you and one for me, which is also the fulfillment of my moral principles. "

Chen Zhian put away the oil-paper umbrella and walked to the corner and put it away carefully.

He looked up at the man and suddenly sighed, "He is a good man, but... if you had come an hour earlier and seen me draw my sword, I would have been able to save your life.

It's a pity that you are late. "

The man frowned, seeming a little puzzled.

As Chen Zhian stretched out his hand, the Dou Ji long sword fell into his hand.

The man did not hesitate at all and disappeared in the heavy rain.

Chen Zhian stood there, motionless.

Until his twelve divine auras locked the void, the divine aura in one of the directions suddenly trembled.

A figure appeared like a ghost, with the five fingers of his right hand spread out. The five fingers were like five long swords, carrying astonishing blood and innate true energy, and grabbed Chen Zhian's head fiercely.

The assassin's five fingers seemed to be made of fine steel, and even glowed with light, as if they could crack black iron.

The air in the void was grabbed by him and exploded, and it was as if thunder exploded in Chen Zhian's ears.

If it were someone with ordinary cultivation, perhaps just the terrifying explosion would be enough to take away their minds.

But Chen Zhian didn't move at all. He just put two fingers of his left hand together to make a sword finger and pointed it towards the five fingers.

The cicada-wing finger gloves emitted a faint silver light, and the Badu Beiqu sword technique burst out from the sword finger, layer upon layer, and went straight towards the man's five fingers.

Dangdang Dangdang!
There were three consecutive crisp sounds, and the assassin disappeared again.

Chen Zhian's right hand had already fallen on the hilt of the knife.

He closed his eyes, and the twelve divine auras were like twelve pairs of eyes, twelve pairs of hands, and twelve pairs of ears.

Everything within a radius of ten feet fell within Chen Zhian's perception.

tick...

A drop of rain fell, but hit somewhere in the void, split into many drops of water, and scattered away.

"Got you."

A smile appeared on Chen Zhian's lips.

Zheng!
Today, the Douji long sword was unsheathed for the second time.

It was like a rainbow piercing the sun. The fourth watch's sword technique brought out the sword light, brought out thunder, brought the sword intent, and then turned into starlight.

Rumble!
A wave of air suddenly arose, and the blazing sword light slashed down, showing a spirit of mountains collapsing and earth splitting, and a surging river. It slashed out a sea of rolling waves and the mighty stormy waves, and also slashed out a murderous aura, as if thousands of troops were charging at the sword.

This sword was so amazing that it went straight over ten feet away!

Another blood flower bloomed.

Someone groaned muffledly from the void, and then blood turned into blood waves, as if hitting the rocks on the shore, and then exploded with a loud bang.

The first level of instrument inscription that Qingshan Tower added to the Dou Ji long sword greatly enhanced the starlight properties of the Dou Ji long sword.

Seventy-seven starlights and seventy-seven sword lights were like a big net, pointing straight down at Luo and chopping the man into a bloody mist.

Chen Zhian's true energy circulated around him, resisting the blood mist that was drifting over. He put away his sword and let out a long sigh.

He witnessed the fight between Chu Xiubai and Zheng Xuanze, and after he drew his sword at Chu Xiubai, he fought against the assassin...

I have some understanding of the characters on the Tiger Cub Monument and the fighting power of those true geniuses.

Chu Xiubai was hit by the evil knife Gengfan in Yu Like's hand, and his injury took a long time to heal. With his sixth-level innate cultivation, he could only exert the third-level innate cultivation at most.

But even if he was only at the third level of the innate realm, if Chen Zhian wanted to draw his sword against him, he still had to wait for him to fight with Zheng Xuanze, he still had to use all his strength, and he still had to take advantage of the time when Chu Xiubai's innate true essence was more than half consumed, so that he could defeat him with one sword.

But facing this assassin who was also at the third level of innateness, Chen Zhian defeated him with ease and without too much effort.

"The inheritance of the aristocratic family, the magical power under the Tiger Child Monument, has given them enough resources for cultivation since they were young... These geniuses from the aristocratic families are indeed powerful.

Fighting against ordinary monks of a higher level should be a common thing for them."

“And I…” Chen Zhian stretched out his hand, and the Douji long sword in his hand had disappeared: “I must work harder to digest the remaining innate energy in the innate womb as soon as possible. If I can cross levels to fight against these characters on the young tiger monument, I will be truly extraordinary.”

The street was empty, so Chen Zhian simply gave up holding an umbrella and walked towards the imperial city.

"This assassin came to Xuan Tianjing, and I think he was ready to die. He didn't even have a decent treasure on him, and he didn't even have the Qiankun bag with him..."

"Do you think that the third level of Xiantian will be able to kill me easily?"

Chen Zhian felt it was quite a pity.

In any case, if a strong man at the third level of innateness brought his belongings with him, they should be worth a lot of money.

And on the pavilion in the distance.

Li Bodu saw Chen Zhian's stunning knife move.

He lowered his head, wondering what he was thinking.

Chu Muye turned away and never tried to persuade Li Bodu again.

(End of this chapter)