Young White Horse: Born with a Poisonous Body and a Sword that Slays the Heroes

After a night of tossing and turning, except for Wen Yanzhao and the heartbroken Baili Dongjun, everyone else was finally able to sleep peacefully.

At this time, under the moonlight, the secret paradise where the Confucian immortals lived was very quiet.

A figure fell from the sky, turned into the phoenix tung tree, and did something unknown.

After a while, he left mysteriously, leaving a note under the phoenix tree.

……

Three days later, Lingnan Wen family

"Master, someone wants to see you."

Wen Lian, the gatekeeper of the Wen family, trotted into the main hall.

I saw the head of the family, Wen Lin, flipping through the "Wen Zu Poison Sutra" handed down from the ancestors of the Wen family. His gray beard trembled as he turned the pages of the ancient book.

Hearing the servant's report, Wen Lin asked without even raising his head:

"Who is here?"

The servant pursed his lips:

"Master, it's a white-haired immortal who said he was the young master's master. We saw that he had a good temperament, so we asked him to go to the side hall!"

When Wen Lin heard the young master mentioned by the servant, he naturally knew that he was referring to Wen Yanzhao. He immediately put the "Wen Zu Poison Sutra" on the table and stood up.

Wen Lin pondered for a while: "Zhao'er has learned the art of using poison from me and Hujiu since he was a child. How come he has a new master?"

After a moment, Wen Lin said in a deep voice: "What else did the immortal say?"

When the servant heard this, he hurriedly took out a letter from his pocket and handed it to Wen Lin:

"The white-haired immortal told me to give this letter to the master, and he will know the answer after reading it!"

Wen Lin took the envelope, which had the words "Grandfather, Wen Yanzhao" written on it. Seeing that it was a letter from his grandson, Wen Lin's eyes lit up instantly. He tore open the envelope and pulled out the letter:

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"Grandpa, I miss you so much!"

"Confucian Immortal Gu Chen, save my life"

"To repay the kindness, I will resort to a little trick"

"Once you die, all is lost, and you will be hidden from the world"

"Live in Lingnan, and disappear from the world!"

Wen Lin looked at the words on the letter and understood what was going on.

Although no one knows how Ruxian saved Wen Yanzhao's life, the fact that such a hermit like Ruxian was persuaded by Wen Yanzhao to live in seclusion in the Wen family is a great thing no matter what his purpose is!

Wen Lin longed for the legendary "art of making medicine" day and night!

As his thoughts flashed through his mind, Wen Lin rubbed the envelope and the letter paper in his hands, and as his internal energy surged, it turned into dust...

"Wen Lian, tell the back hall to arrange a banquet. I'll go meet the guests!"

A smile appeared on Wen Lin's wrinkled face, and he strode towards the side hall.

……

After five days of rest, Wen Yanzhao's internal injuries have completely recovered.

The realm of cultivation has also entered a new height - the realm of great freedom!

To be precise, it should be the peak of the Great Free and Easy Realm, just one step away from the Half-Step Divine Wandering Realm.

Next, they will face the wise and resourceful young master of Jixia Academy - Xiao Ruofeng.

At noon that day, the heat was at its peak and everyone in the mansion was exhausted by the scorching sun.

Lei Mengsha and Xiao Ruofeng were chatting in the pavilion in the back garden.

A ball of fish food was thrown far into the pond, attracting more than a dozen fat koi to open their mouths and fight for it.

The originally calm pond suddenly stirred up a splash of water

"Seventh Brother, it's already the fifth day. How long are you going to wait?"

The fish food was Lei Mengsha's masterpiece. He was active by nature and had been confined in the mansion for five days. He could no longer hold back.

Xiao Ruofeng sat on one side of the pavilion, his eyes calm and clear. After hearing Lei Mengsha's complaints, he slowly spoke:

"I'm waiting for news from that person, and I'm also looking to see if cousin Wen Yanzhao has lied to us!"

Lei Mengsha jumped down from the rockery of the pavilion, approached Xiao Ruofeng and asked:

"That person? Which person? Stop keeping me in suspense and tell me!"

Xiao Ruofeng glanced at Lei Mengsha, tapped the teacup with his finger, and wrote the word "Ye" on the table with tea.

Lei Mengsha glanced at the table and frowned:

"Didn't Wen Yanzhao say that he passed away on his own after being injured? Are you waiting for news from him?"

"Could it be that he will return to Qiandong City? That's impossible. Wouldn't that mean he will just run into us?"

Xiao Ruofeng tilted his head and looked at Lei Mengsha with some disdain:

"I'm not saying anything bad about you, but Second Brother, sometimes I just can't praise your brain!"

Lei Mengsha blushed when he heard him insulting her:

"No, I said Fengfeng, could it be that I was wrong..."

Xiao Ruofeng pressed Lei Mengsha's shoulder, forcibly suppressed his next words, and then said:

"The scouts of the Imperial Guards were sent out on the night of Ruxian's death. If Ye Dingzhi really leaves Qiandong City, someone will naturally come back to report to me!"

"This is the territory of the Zhenxi Marquis's Mansion. Apart from you, me and the few soldiers we brought with us, do you expect Ye Dingzhi to fall into our trap?"

"Second Brother, eat more fish next time you eat!"

After listening to Xiao Ruofeng's words, Lei Mengsha touched his chin and nodded thoughtfully.

But when he heard the last sentence "eat more fish", he was full of questions again.

"Fengfeng, what does it mean to eat more fish?" Lei Mengsha asked in surprise.

Xiao Ruofeng stood up, turned his back to Lei Mengsha, and then threw down four words:

“Eat fish to nourish your brain!”

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Chapter 63: The Marquis is magnanimous, Dongjun insists on going to Tianqi

Beique, the Demonic Cave outside the Heaven

"Your Excellency, Miss Yueyao...she went to Tianqi City without permission. The person before was Yueqing in disguise!"

The white-haired Wuxiang Envoy in the wheelchair turned around suddenly when he heard the voice. His eyes, like those of an eagle or a wolf, frightened the Envoy.

Looking at the trembling messenger in front of him, Wuxiang used his inner force to drive the wheelchair to turn around and leaned back:

"As expected, you couldn't help but go. Did you send someone to follow you?"

The messenger bowed his head:

"We have already sent someone... Your Excellency, the two guardians, Marquis Purple-Robed and White-Faced Immortal, have returned and are waiting outside!"

Wu Xiang Shi was somewhat surprised to hear that he only mentioned the two Dharma protectors, Zi Bai, and did not mention Wu Fa Wu Tian:

"Are they the only two?"

"Your Excellency, there are indeed only two Dharma protectors."

"This is strange. Tell them to come and see me. Go down!"

The wheelchair made a creaking sound, and Wuxiangshi used his inner strength to straighten his body.

After a while, Zi Yuji and Mo Qixuan entered the cave where Wu Xiang Shi was in a somewhat embarrassed manner.

"I am incompetent and failed to bring back the natural martial veins. Please punish me!"

The two of them half-knelt on the ground, their heads bowed deeply, not daring to look up at Wu Xiangshi's face.

"Where are the two lawless envoys? Why are only the two of you back?"

Wuxiang made the wrinkles between his eyebrows form the word "Chuan" and asked the two people kneeling in front of him:

Zi Yuji and Mo Qixuan looked at each other, feeling a little timid, but still spoke with difficulty:

"Report to the Honorable Envoy, the two Honorable Lawless have passed away... We two... We were lucky enough to escape with our lives and returned to the northern border!"

"And... the prince of the Xiao family is also in the Zhenxi Marquis's Mansion. He should be the Langya King Xiao Ruofeng..."

After listening to Zi Yuji's report, Wu Xiang's face became terribly quiet.

His breathing was a little heavy, and after a long time he sighed heavily, staring at the two kneeling people with burning eyes and asked:

"Looking at the entire martial arts world, there are not many people who can rival these two! What on earth is going on?"

Zibai and the others looked at each other again, and then Mo Qixuan's eyes moved and he responded in a low voice:

"The Wu Tian envoy fought against Wen Yanzhao and Ye Dingzhi alone. When we went to investigate the Zhenxi Marquis's Mansion, we did not see how Wen Yanzhao killed the Wu Tian envoy..."

"When we arrived, Envoy Wu Tian had already become a corpse. It seemed that he was poisoned by Wen Yanzhao..."

"Then the Confucian Immortal suddenly appeared and chopped off the head of the Unworthy One with one sword!"

"But when he saw that Yu Ji and I were poisoned by Wen Yanzhao, he let us go without threatening us."

The candlelight in the cave was jumping, and the pupils were reflected with sporadic flames.

When Mo Qixuan mentioned "Confucian Immortal", his pupils suddenly shrank into needle shapes, and then changed from surprise to fanaticism!

Wuxiang used his internal force and the wheelchair instantly flashed to a place less than half a foot away from Zibai and the others.

Zi Yuji and Mo Qixuan were both startled, and then Wu Xiangshi leaned over and stared at the two of them and asked:

"Are you saying that it is impossible to kill Gu Chen, the Confucian Immortal, one of the Sword and Confucian Immortals in Lausanne City?"