Reborn Tianlong: I practice martial arts for immortality

Quan Guanqing bowed and assured, "Don't worry, sir. Qiao Feng is now infamous, and Ma Dayuan is dead. No matter who becomes the leader, he will not be able to convince the others."

The middle-aged man nodded and replied, "Well, you can leave first. There is nothing for you to do here."

"Yes, sir, I'll take my leave." Quan Guanqing bowed and slowly left the courtyard.

The middle-aged man then turned around and walked into the house, only to see a man with a feminine temperament, a white face and no beard sitting upright on a chair.

You say he is a man, but he has neither Adam's apple nor beard, and he is embroidering with an embroidery needle in his hand, looking like a sissy.

You could say he was a woman, but he had a flat chest and wore men's clothes.

"Eunuch Liu, Xuan Nan and the others have already gone up the mountain. It's time for us to set off."

Eunuch Liu nodded slightly and said in a coquettish voice: "Huangfu Song, you are far inferior to the previous chief. Apart from you, there is no other master in your Imperial City.

In this case, how can your Imperial City Division suppress the martial arts world?

Just a few people from the Jianghu are asking us from the Inner Court for help."

Huangfu Song said with a forced smile, "Eunuch, although we have different responsibilities, if we suppress the martial artists in the Jianghu and eliminate the top masters, won't your Inner Court be able to relax a lot?"

"Qiao Feng and Murong Fu are now infamous, and Jiang Weichen is about to die.

The three most talented people in the martial arts world recently have lost the opportunity to become the future leaders of the martial arts world.

In this way, the martial arts world will remain a mess for the next few decades and will not be a cause for concern."

“Besides, suppressing martial artists doesn’t necessarily require force; strategy is sometimes more important than force.

And we have someone in charge of the top military force, the Imperial City Division, but we just don't want to trouble him with such a small matter."

Eunuch Liu remained silent, his fingers fiddling with the embroidery needle in his hand like a nimble butterfly, constantly shuttling back and forth on the embroidery cloth.

After a while, a pair of lifelike mandarin ducks leaped onto the surface. Eunuch Liu finally stopped what he was doing and said, "Tell me, who are you going to kill this time?"

Huangfu Song said bluntly: "Shaolin has too many masters. Let's let two of them die this time."

"Who are you going to put the blame on this time?"

"No, there are too many people this time, and the blame is too obvious. Then the eunuch will hide in the crowd and take advantage of the chaos to kill them in the fight."

Huangfu Song then continued, "If there are enough casualties, we will stop.

If there are not many casualties or they obtain secret manuals, they will kill each other.

In short, we can’t let the secret manual circulate widely.”

"Okay, we understand."

After saying that, Eunuch Liu handed the mandarin duck handkerchief in his hand to Huangfu Song.

Huangfu Song got goosebumps all over his body and felt a chill in his heart, but thinking that they would have to work together later, he took the handkerchief.

But he secretly thought in his heart: It is better to have less contact with these eunuchs who practice the "Sunflower Manual" in the future. I always feel that there is something wrong with their psychology.

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There is a crowd of people at the foot of Yunwu Mountain, but the mountain is deserted.

"Alliance leader, there's a lot of noise coming from the foot of the mountain. You'd better leave quickly before they come up the mountain."

Qiu Zhenghao looked at Jiang Weichen who had just finished training and persuaded him.

He originally thought that there wouldn't be many people coming, but from the moment dawn broke, the mountain was bustling with activity.

Looking from the top of the mountain now, it is a huge crowd, probably thousands of people.

Jiang Weichen stood up, took a handkerchief and started wiping the Immortal-Slaying Sword.

"Run? You can run away from the monk, but you can't run away from the temple. If you run away once, there will be another time.

If we don't kill some people and scare them, the trouble will never stop."

Jiang Weichen finished speaking and laughed, "But you, old man, everyone else has gone down the mountain, but you are the only one staying on the mountain. Have you had enough of life?"

Qiu Zhenghao gazed at the vast expanse of Taihu Lake and sighed, "Who would complain about living too long? I'm just sensing my end is near, so I'm not leaving."

Jiang Weichen didn't say anything. Qiu Zhenghao didn't leave, so he must have his reasons.

But no matter what his intentions were, he would die today.

Everyone on the mountain has now evacuated, leaving only Qiu Zhenghao and Jiang Weichen.

Qiu Zhenghao's meridians are now atrophied, and he may not even be able to defeat Yu Yaozu.

Now that so many people have come down the mountain, Qiu Zhenghao will surely die if he stays on the mountain, unless he pretends to be someone who is attacking him.

After wiping the Immortal-Slaying Blade, Jiang Weichen stood up and said, "Let's go and wait on the mountainside. I still need to practice on the top of the mountain later."

…………

On the mountainside, on the meeting hall, Jiang Weichen sat on the eaves, standing on the green tiles with the Immortal-Slaying Sword in his right hand.

Waves of flattery were heard, and Jiang Weichen wondered, Ding Chunqiu?

Why is he here today too, and why is he coming all the way from the Western Regions?

Things are a little beyond our expectations. Murong Bo is in the late Grandmaster stage, so Ding Chunqiu should be weaker.

But at least he is at the peak of the early stage of Grandmaster, or a strong man in the middle stage of Grandmaster who has condensed his inner energy.

Xuan Nan should be in the early stage of Grandmaster, and Xuan Bei may not be much weaker.

Soon Jiang Weichen saw two fawning lackeys leading the way, and then a man with an immortal-like appearance walked into the square.

Behind him was a mob of people shouting and cheering.

Although Jiang Weichen had never seen Ding Chunqiu, this look was undoubtedly that of Ding Chunqiu.

Immediately afterwards, Xuan Nan, Murong Fu, Elder Chen of the Beggar Gang, Elder Xi and others walked onto the square one after another.

Soon the entire square was filled with people, and there were still people on the mountain road behind who had not come up.

Some people who were good at light work used their light work to come directly from the dense forest beside the mountain road to the open space behind Jiang Weichen.

Chapter 226: The Fragment of Beiming

"Jiang Weichen, did you kill my senior brother Ke Baisui?"

Jiang Weichen looked over when he heard the voice. The man asking the question had a mustache and was holding an abacus. He was about fifty years old.

After Jiang Weichen took a glance, he heard that his senior brother was Ke Baisui, and he guessed the man's identity in his heart. He was Cui Baiquan, who disguised himself as an accountant in the Zhennan Palace in Dali.

Jiang Weichen shook his head and said, "No."

Cui Baiquan's abacus beads jingled in his hand as he snorted coldly, "Hmph, you say it's not true? My senior brother died in Taihu Lake. Who else could it be if not you? And there are many eyewitnesses."

Jiang Weichen frowned. Ke Baisui went to the Giant Whale Gang, got the martial arts secrets, but died before he left far.

Now there are actually witnesses who saw him kill someone? This witness must be a spy deployed by the Imperial City Bureau in various places.

These spies are likely to be from various factions. Even if Jiang Weichen tells the truth, not many people will believe it.

"If you say so, then so many people are here today. One more or one less won't make much difference."

After Jiang Weichen finished speaking, he stopped paying attention to him and turned to look at Ding Chunqiu, who had a calm expression.

"Ding Chunqiu, we have no connection and no hatred. The martial arts I've seen don't attract you either. Why are you here?"

Cui Baiquan felt a little ashamed and angry at being looked down upon and even ignored, but seeing Ding Chunqiu killing people at will beside him, he chose to endure it for the time being.

Ding Chunqiu looked up at Jiang Weichen who was sitting on the eaves above him, and with a step of his feet, his body rose from the ground.

He also came to the end of the eaves and stood still, then looked down at the sitting Jiang Weichen and said with a smile: "It's much more comfortable now."

Ding Chunqiu then replied, "I heard that the immortal old man Wuyazi accepted you as his last disciple.

"This great immortal has two things to ask of me. First, tell me where Wuyazi is hiding. Second, hand over the complete Beiming Divine Art."

Jiang Weichen frowned, turned around and looked at Murong Fu with eyes as sharp as knives.

Murong Fu, holding a folding fan, was stared at by Jiang Weichen and suddenly felt creepy.

He was filled with confusion. His skills had improved again? How could he improve so quickly?

Bei Ming Divine Art, it must be Bei Ming Divine Art, he must have improved it by absorbing other people's true qi.

Murong Fu's determination to obtain the Beiming Divine Art was strengthened again. He had given up on it after hearing from his cousin that the Beiming Divine Art required the abandonment of one's own power before it could be practiced.

Now it seems that I must find a way to get the skills from my cousin when I go back.

Murong Fu felt uncomfortable being looked at by Jiang Weichen, and snorted coldly, "I didn't leak the news that you knew the Beiming Divine Art.

Besides, I didn't know you were Wuyazi's last disciple."

Murong Fu thought to himself: If I knew that revealing your knowledge of Bei Ming Divine Art would attract Old Demon Ding, would I still wait until now?

Jiang Weichen frowned. Since it wasn’t Murong Fu, could it be Wang Yuyan?

That shouldn’t be the case. Wang Yuyan is only eleven years old. She shouldn’t be so scheming, right?

It should be that Wuyazi saw that I had made great progress in cultivation and was eager to ask me to clean up the mess for him. He really didn't take my life seriously.

However, Ding Chunqiu obtained the Xiao Wuxiang Gong, but did not get the Beiming Divine Art from Li Qiushui?

Or maybe what he got was just a fragment, which led him to create the power-transforming technique that harms others and does not benefit himself?

"Ding Chunqiu, I'll give you the Beiming Divine Art. Will you retreat today?"

Ding Chunqiu and Jiang Weichen wanted to kill each other. This was his promise, but not now, not today.

Ding Chunqiu was stunned. Jiang Weichen was so easy to talk to? Wasn't he quite tough when he killed Xuanming and other people from the martial arts world before?

"That old immortal Wuyazi refused to teach me the Beiming Divine Art. Aren't you his disciple? Are you really willing to teach me?"

Jiang Weichen nodded and said, "Although Wuyazi accepted me as his disciple, he also did not teach me the Beiming Divine Art.

I obtained this technique myself from Langhuan Blessed Land, and I can teach it to anyone I want."

Ding Chunqiu was immediately disappointed when he heard Jiang Weichen's words. Then he looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, "Okay, okay, we've been through the same thing. Tell me where Wuyazi is, and we'll go kill him together."

Jiang Weichen shook his head and said, "I can give you the technique, but I can't tell you where Wuyazi is. Although he was unwilling to teach me the Beiming Divine Art, he did translate another technique for me."

Ding Chunqiu said disdainfully, "Kung Fu technique? I've seen the Beiming Divine Art of Langhuan Blessed Land a long time ago. It was originally passed down to me by my master's wife, but it was an incomplete copy.

Why didn't I practice that incomplete copy, but chose to create my own Hua Gong Dafa?