There is an old library on the eastern outskirts of Changling, which is under the jurisdiction of the Bingma Division. Most of the books in it are maps, hydrology and classics. Usually, there are no people there, but when some ditches are being dredged, some officials I will come to check some maps, so as not to correct mistakes or block some culverts that are only used to prevent waterlogging.
The sky was getting dark, but a tall and burly man was sitting in the entrance hall of this old book building. He put a charcoal stove in front of him, cooked a pot of mutton soup, and took a wine gourd to himself. Drink at your own discretion, dripping from the cup, completely acting like no one else around.
The wind was blowing in, and the charcoal fire was dim.
A master in black shirt appeared at the door gloomyly, and shouted directly with an extremely cold expression: "Fan Zhuo, you should understand how much risk my general has taken by letting you go in and out of Changling as if no one was there, but you Who are you looking for, who is so arrogant and ignorant that he kills people in the fish market! What kind of heart do you have!"
Seeing this normally cold black-shirted master suddenly look so anxious, the burly man was slightly taken aback, but when he heard such a shout, his face suddenly darkened, and the murderous look instantly disappeared from his fierceness for no reason. His eyes filled with light, and he sneered heavily: "Qi Pomo, you were born and died with Liang Lian anyway, and you are a person who crawled out of the pile of dead people. You are just short-tempered, but you don't even know your own identity and ours. You Who do you think we are? Right now I'm sitting here, and my palace lord is reading scriptures upstairs, how dare you be so rude, yelling, if you disturb him, do you think I won't dare to kill you with a sword? "
This fierce and unspeakable man is Fan Zhuo, one of the great rebels of Yunshui Palace, and the palace master he talks about is naturally Bai Shanshui.
Qi Pomo was already extremely angry at first, but when he was swept away by Fan Zhuo's extremely violent eyes, and then he heard the word "Palace Master", he felt a chill in his heart, and immediately realized that the other party was acting recklessly and unrestrained at all.
The magical power of the three characters Bai Shanshui instantly squeezed a fine layer of cold sweat from his vest.
He took a deep breath and said: "I didn't expect the White House Lord to be here, it's too rude, but you are entrusted by others, so you naturally want to be loyal to others. Now your assassination failed, but you survived. In the hands of Shen Dujian, I don’t know what the consequences will be.”
"Missed?"
Fan Zhuo restrained his murderous aura and glanced at him coldly. It was only then that he began to really consider what the master said: "Desperation naturally has its own merits. Those three people are real poisonous snakes, not the arrogant and ignorant waste you said. One of you The county guard was assassinated by the three of them. It must have been bad luck, otherwise, with the strength of these three people, what's the problem with killing a young man who has just entered the third realm in the fish market?"
Qi Pomo calmed down a little, and said slowly: "As early as the early years of Yuanwu, the queen wanted to wipe out the underground forces in the fish market at once, but in the end she gave up. Apart from the relationship between some old people in the court, the fish market There must be some master-level characters in this book, and they must not be ordinary master-level characters. The three poisonous snakes you mentioned must be as contemptuous of the fish market as you are. At this time, one of them has already been sent into the city by the Shendu Supervisor. The Great Floating Prison."
"The Great Floating Water Prison?" Fan Zhuo looked at him mockingly and said, "It's a sledgehammer to kill chickens, and what can be found in the Great Floating Water Prison? You have nothing to worry about."
Qi Pomo was silent for a moment, then said softly: "Compared with this survivor, I am more worried about your reckless behavior in the future."
"It's a dragon crossing the river, and what you do is wild, how can you be as trembling as you?" Fan Zhuo smiled arrogantly, and said: "Isn't it just a figure in the Changling Jianghu, and I will help you get rid of it by myself? Just drop it."
Thinking that the opponent really has such arrogant strength, and thinking that Bai Shanshui is upstairs at this time, Qi Pomo didn't say anything more, turned around and backed out.
The murderous intentions of the old book downstairs come and go, and there are swords and swords in the words, but the upstairs is quiet as usual.
Most of the books on the bookshelves are old, and the writing and patterns on the pages have been blurred.
Bai Shanshui was sitting on the ground under the east window at this time, looking at the world outside the window and thinking hard.
Although he got some pointers, he didn't make any progress in his comprehension at this time, and he couldn't perceive the relationship between the lines on the jade talisman in his hand and the direction of vitality between heaven and earth, but at this time, Bai Shanshui was not in a hurry. In a strange opportunity.
Because he vaguely felt that comprehending this piece of jade talisman itself seemed to be a necessary process of cultivation for him.
Those mysterious and mysterious lines that extend endlessly to the surrounding space... Comprehending the mystery of these lines and the direction of the vitality of the world seems to have a great connection with the eighth realm itself.
As the spiritual pillar in the hearts of all Wei people, a figure deeply feared by all dynasties in the world, his talent is of course not matched by many people, but even he, after reaching the seventh realm, struggled.
But now, it seems that a road has appeared in the dark night. He just needs to slowly explore and feel this road to move forward.
So even though he was in the most dangerous Changling, he was in a wonderful opportunity at this time, but he was more peaceful than ever.
Because of the truly rare and absolute tranquility, many small white and crystal water droplets naturally appeared around his body, moving slowly as if alive, covering his body with a layer of strange radiance.
Not long after Qi Pomo, who was not serving in the Tiger Wolf Army, but actually Liang Lian's most trusted confidant, left this old library, a straight figure suddenly appeared in front of him.
Qi Pomo suddenly paused, nodded and said, "General."
"There is no need to remind or threaten them to do anything, they have their own measure." Liang Lian who appeared in front of him said lightly: "And they are not the kind of people who can be inferred by common sense, whether it is them or Zhao Jianlu. , They don't care much about life and death at all. They all belong to the kind of people who will be happy even if they can kill the person they want to kill with one sword."
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In the bedroom in the backyard of Wutongluo Wine Shop, Ding Ning carefully applied the whale ointment on his body after taking a bath in hot water.
This is a kind of yellowish translucent ointment. Just by listening to the slight beeping sound from the periosteum in Ding Ning's body when he applied the ointment, one can imagine how powerful this rare ointment is. How amazing.
It's just that this ointment has a faint sea smell, which is not particularly pleasant, so even through a thick cloth curtain, Changsun Qianxue couldn't help frowning.
Sensing Changsun Qianxue's unhappiness, Ding Ning smiled slightly and said softly: "I'm really not used to the smell, I'll help you buy some nice-smelling incense sticks tomorrow."
"This whale ointment can prevent people from doubting your body. After all, your body is not as weak as it looks." Changsun Qianxue did not respond to his words, but said coldly: "It's just that Sikong Lian sent you like this." What's wrong with him for such an important gift?"
Ding Ning shook his head, "I don't know... It's just that although Sikong Lian has a high status, he is not as rich as those princes. This gift is naturally more important to him. It must be a bet on me, just a bet that I will help you in the future." What about him, but I really won’t know until I reach a certain level of cultivation.”
Changsun Qianxue was silent for a moment, and said: "Even such an assassination can't hurt you, it seems that you are more sure than I imagined."
Ding Ning's face became serious, and he said seriously in the dark: "I have already walked too fast, but you can't go fast, so be more patient. Don't think that my previous choice was right, because it is a matter of luck. If there is no Xue Wangxu, since I entered the Aries Cave, I may not have had so many encounters, nor may I have the current level of cultivation."
Changsun Qianxue was still the same as most of the time, she didn't respond to his words, but said coldly: "This year's Minshan Sword Association released such a brochure, and you have read it, how sure are you?"
Ding Ning frowned and said: "So far, I don't have much confidence. I still have to find a way to comprehend something that can be obtained on the bright side. The sword scriptures in Baiyang Cave are insufficient. Because it can reach the middle level of the three realms at most, so I have to find a way, which is a bit troublesome."
Changsun Qianxue said: "Even you don't have the confidence to cross the border and win. Are the first few people in the pamphlet really so powerful?"
Ding Ning said with a sneer: "The real strongest person may not be there, because I know the queen's methods. She usually has ambush back-hands in her actions, and the back-hands are more powerful."
Changsun Qianxue thought about it, and felt that it would be too troublesome to understand the temperament of these people, so she didn't bother to think about it, just closed her eyes and started to practice.
Feeling her breathing, Ding Ning fell silent.
She is not that complicated, or too simple.
But the simpler it is, the more valuable it is.
In the early morning of the second day, Ding Ning got up as usual and started cooking porridge.
However, to Ding Ning's surprise, Zhang Yi's voice calling him broke the silence of the morning again.
"whats the matter?"
Ding Ning opened the shop door, looked at Zhang Yi who was waiting anxiously at the door, and asked.
"The cave masters are all up, Xie Changsheng and the others sent a carriage to pick them up."
"It says that there is a public duel between people in the brochure... Brother, hurry up! If the cave master doesn't have time to see it, he will be angry again!"
While talking, Zhang Yi dragged Ding Ning to the door of Xue Wangxu's rented courtyard.
Ding Ning frowned slightly: "Who is it?"