Yue Buqun: I'm already cultivating immortality, why would I still want to be the leader?

Wan Sanqian's confidence was fully revealed.

Because he has opened up trade channels with the north.

Perhaps the most effective and precious medicines are still scarce.

But those were just relatively scarce good and old medicines and other cultivation resources, which were no problem for him.

"Then I'll wait and see."

Zhu Wusi didn't think much about it.

He checked the time and said, "Where's the other one?"

"Qidi?"

Wan Sanqian frowned.

Unexpectedly, Zhu Wusi was so hungry that he couldn't borrow Jiang Beiqing.

He actually turned around and set his sights on his second bodyguard.

"Make conditions."

Zhu Wusi was too lazy to talk nonsense.

The most enjoyable way to communicate with Wan Sanqian is to do business.

Especially since he doesn't have that much time to waste now.

"can."

When it comes to doing business, Wan Sanqian becomes interested.

He just calmed down for a moment.

I took another sip of hot tea.

Finally, he asked solemnly, "How dangerous is this time?"

Zhu Wusi quickly replied, "With Qi's martial arts, the chance of escaping unscathed is less than 50%."

"Do not worry."

"I'll make sure he gets back safely."

Zhu Wusi knew that if you want to borrow someone, you have to have the right attitude.

At least you have to appear sincere.

"In that case..."

Wan Sanqian gritted his teeth and said, "I will directly give Qidi to the Divine Marquis, and he will obey the Divine Marquis's orders from now on."

"it is good."

Zhu Wusi smiled.

He is in urgent need of experts to do the job, and Wan Sanqian's move is like a timely help.

That's what it means when a sleepy head meets a pillow.

"What about the conditions?"

Zhu Wusi continued to ask.

Wan Sanqian quickly replied, "The One Finger Zenith from the Imperial Palace armory."

"no problem."

Zhu Wusi answered very readily.

Because it is generous to others and costs almost nothing to oneself.

Moreover, the One Finger Zentangle inheritance in the royal armory is incomplete and fragmented.

If Wan Sanqian wants the Pure Yang Finger.

He would never agree to that.

Dabei stood there in a daze.

He never imagined that a master who was no less capable than himself and a top-notch martial art that had been passed down for hundreds of years would be traded like this.

Is this the top circle of Dynasty?

He felt sad, but also extremely grateful.

Because he and Wan Sanqian were just collaborators.

Five years of protection in exchange for an internal skill that he coveted.

At the same time, there are also many advanced cultivation resources that are rare in the secular world.

No matter from what angle you look at it.

Great compassion is a sure win.

The next day.

noon.

A cavalry team rushed towards the capital at a moderate speed.

Seek speed while maintaining stability.

Just right.

"It's almost there."

Cao Zhengchun looked at the sky and said happily, "We'll reach the post station outside the capital by evening. We can rest for a night and recuperate before heading into the city."

The capital is getting closer.

His heart became more and more at ease.

"Thank you for your hard work, Lord Cao."

Ding Xian's voice came from the carriage in the middle of the convoy.

She and Dingjing never imagined that Cao Zhengchun valued them so much.

He actually hired a large carriage that was not very luxurious but spacious enough.

It saves them the trouble of running around.

Instead, it was Cao Zhengchun, the dignified Director of the East Factory.

Every day we brave the wind and snow, working day and night.

"The Emperor's safety depends on you."

"It's always right for Cao to be cautious."

Cao Zhengchun's attitude is very clear.

Anyone under your command can get into trouble, but being calm and peaceful is not.

"Lord Cao, something is wrong."

Ding Jing suddenly opened his eyes from his practice and reminded, "Isn't it too quiet around here?"

"It's winter now."

"The road is blocked by heavy snow."

The eunuch in charge of martial arts reminded him dissatisfiedly.

He is already over seventy years old.

Logically, one should hide in a warm room, bask in the sun, and enjoy the rest of his life.

But now I am suffering from this hardship.

It's strange to be in a good mood.

If there are other options in the future, he will never accept such a travel mission.

"Better be careful."

Cao Zhengchun said seriously, "There are too many people in the capital who are at odds with us."

It's because of that innate caution.

Only then could Cao Zhengchun break out from among tens of thousands of eunuchs and have the last laugh.

"The capital is right before our eyes, and the Three Guards of the Capital are nearby."

"Those thieves wouldn't be so bold, would they?"

Eunuch Zhangwu is eager to return home.

If possible.

He wants to go back to the palace now.

Good ones don’t work, bad ones work.

Four sword lights suddenly shot out from the snow pile.

The goal is very clear:

car.

If the stab was successful, everyone in the carriage would surely die.

Familiar gold.

A powerful wall of Qi appeared out of thin air.

Directly blocked the four swords that were coming at him.

But the four blocked swords seemed to be pulled by transparent silk threads.

Just as he was frustrated, he took it back.

at the same time.

The snow on the roadside treetops exploded.

One cut.

The sword is powerful and the energy is like a cloud of fire.

The eunuch in charge of martial arts grabbed it with his claws without thinking.

The Fire Cloud Blade Qi was actually crushed on the spot by the old palm that was like a dragon claw.

And the anger spread.

My palms felt like they were burning.

But the eunuch Zhangwu didn't even look at him and just shook his true energy.

The poisonous fire was instantly extinguished.

dang dang...

At this time, Cao Zhengchun was fighting fiercely with a swordsman holding four swords.

between breaths.

The two have already fought for more than ten times.

The swordsman was defeated.

"Look at the fist!"

A thunderous roar rang out.

Abbot Mingkong, who had made many disguises, was as powerful as a tiger descending from the mountain.

The rolling fist force rushed towards him, carrying the falling snow.

It was like an avalanche on flat ground.

Cao Zhengchun didn't even look at it and walked away with his palm flat.

The incomparably pure true Qi of the Chunyang boy turned into an ordinary palm.