"Thank you Zhao Gongzi for your understanding." Yan Shi bowed slightly, and then glanced at the surrounding apprentices, "You all disperse." I want to talk to Luo Xing alone. ”

"Yes." Many apprentices agreed together and walked out in clusters.

Zhao Zheng blended into the crowd and left the living room and returned to his room. He couldn't kill Luo Xing directly, and he was somewhat unwilling, but this is the territory of Qishimen, everything is decided by Qishimen, no matter how unwilling he is, he can only wait for the result of Yan Shi's ruling tomorrow.

Luo Xing's life is now completely in Yan Shi's hands, and Yan Shi's thought will determine Luo Xing's life and death.

Yan Shi seems to be very sensible, and he is the head of a faction, if he confirms that Luo Xing has committed those evil deeds, he should hand over Luo Xing to Zhao Zheng, after all, no one wants to offend a powerful martial artist. The only problem is the lack of evidence, and even with the testimony just now, it doesn't say anything.

However, no matter whether Yan Shi agreed to hand over Luo Xing or not, Zhao Zheng would not let Luo Xing go, even if Yan Shi wanted to protect Luo Xing as the head of the house, Zhao Zheng would find another way.

If nothing else, just for Ma An's mother, Zhao Zheng can't let go of Luo Xing, the dead old man is too innocent.

That night, Zhao Zheng entered the alchemy room again and hurried to refine the Gengyang Jindan. He was anxious to refine this elixir to increase his cultivation speed, and the opportunity to enter the dungeon in the past two days was used for the alchemy room dungeon, and the other dungeons did not go to it once. Early the next morning, he entered the alchemy room for the tenth time, and this copy could stay for twelve hours each time, that is, a whole day. Ten times down. It's exactly ten days. It's time for Dancheng to be baked.

Zhao Zheng held a huge iron tong, clamped the lid of the gourd-shaped alchemy furnace in the air, lifted it open, and a golden light burst out from it, showing off dazzlingly, illuminating Zhao Zheng's face. Zhao was leaning forward to check, a hot breath spraying on his face, and the tips of his hair curled slightly under the heat.

In the alchemy furnace. A disc-shaped mold lies quietly in it, heat lingering on it, and red light flashes through it. There are many circular protrusions on the top of the mold, and each protrusion is wrapped with a grain of Gengyang Jindan. There are three of these molds, and together they are wrapped with a total of sixty-six Gengyang Jindan, which is about enough for Zhao Zheng to use for half a year.

[Hint: The host has successfully refined the Gengyang Jindan ×66 in the alchemy room dungeon, do you want to teleport it to the system warehouse?] 】

Zhao Zheng finally got the coveted Gengyang Jindan, and he was naturally overjoyed. He directly chose yes, the light in the mold flickered, presumably those Gengyang Jindan had already been teleported to the warehouse.

He still has two more chances to enter the dungeon today. After exiting the alchemy room, he directly entered the meditation room. I plan to experiment with the effect of using Gengyang Jindan to practice.

Gengyang Jindan has a dark golden color, mixed with some curved textures, and it looks like a darker gold ball. In addition to being used for practice, this thing can also be sold directly, and its value is roughly equivalent to gold. But if you sell it, it's a bit of a tyrannical thing.

Zhao Zheng put the Gengyang Jindan in front of him, sat down cross-legged, and used the Nine Veins and Six Yuan Sutras to start cultivating, and the internal force traveled between the meridians, penetrating from the fingertips, and falling on the Gengyang Jindan, drawing precious gold yuan from it. He only felt a surging power coming from his fingertips, and its surging degree was far better than absorbing the Linglong Stone, which was better than he expected.

Suppose the gold yuan in ordinary gold and silver is ten, and the gold yuan in the exquisite stone is one hundred, then the gold yuan in Gengyang Jindan is two hundred!

It takes a long time to draw gold yuan from ordinary gold and silver, and it is much faster to draw it from Gengyang Jindan, and it didn't take long for the gold yuan to condense into a ball, suspended in the dantian, like a golden elf.

Zhao Zheng raised his eyebrows, and actually laughed during the cultivation process, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He crushed the golden yuan in the dantian and integrated it into his own internal force, which was significantly improved. It had been a long time since he had enjoyed such a rapid cultivation speed, and with this momentum, it would take him about two years to reach the Fifth Heaven.

If these two years are converted, in reality, it will be a matter of a few months, but it is just a flick of a finger, and then it will be just in time to catch up with the battle for Zichu Sword.

After a hard period of cultivation, Zhao Zheng withdrew from the meditation room refreshed, and there was a wonderful feeling of fullness in his body, which was brought about by the internal force in the dantian. Compared with the past, this sense of fullness has changed subtly, the original internal force is like a small bridge flowing water, very soft, and now the internal force is like a spark that collides when swords intersect, with a sharp energy.

After breakfast, the doorman of Qishimen found Zhao Zheng, passed the word for the head, and asked Zhao Zheng to go to the living room to talk about it, presumably because of the results of Luo Xing's treatment.

Zhao Zheng tidied up the corners of his collar and clothes, walked proudly to the living room of Heshi Pavilion, knocked on the door a few times, and pushed the door in.

There were five people sitting in the living room, of course the leader was Yan Shi, and the other four were all important hall masters in the Qishi Gate, and Luo Xing was not in the house.

After a few simple greetings, Zhao Zheng went straight to the point and asked, "Senior, a day has passed, I don't know what you plan to do with Luo Xing?" ”

"Zhao Gongzi, when I interrogated Luo Xingduo alone yesterday, he still said the same thing, claiming that he had never killed anyone, saying that you had killed his family. However, there are many discrepancies in his words, which are obvious to everyone before, so I don't believe his words. Yan Shi replied.

"Senior's eyes are like torches, how can Luo Xing's little trick hide from you, since you don't believe him, just hand him over to me to deal with."

"It's not that simple, Luo Xing is a person from Qishimen after all, even if I don't believe his words, I can't hand it over to you so easily, otherwise outsiders will think that I am a good bully. Although my Qishimen is an insignificant small sect, I also have to take care of the word face, as the saying goes, people live a face, and trees live a skin. When we are in the world, we are naturally unavoidable. ”

"What do you mean?"

"I will draw two paths for you, one way is to solve this matter through the government, since you said that Luo Xing killed people and did evil, then send him to the government, and the government will convict him."

"I don't have the time, what about the other way?"

"The other way is the road on the rivers and lakes, I don't know if you have heard of 'Wendou'?"

"I've heard that Wendou is that both sides have their own unique skills, and if one party can't complete the other's unique skills, then it's considered a loss. People in the rivers and lakes often use this method to resolve contradictions and distinguish between winners and losers. ”

"That's right, using this method to resolve the contradiction will not hurt peace, it is good for everyone, it is better than using a knife and a gun." Yan Shi stroked his gray beard and said with a calm face, "We can't confirm whether Luo Xing has done those hurtful things, so let's leave him alone." If you want to take Luo Xing away, then have a literary fight with our Qishimen. If you can make all three of them, Luo Xing will be yours, you can take them away, kill them or chop them, listen to them, and the strange stone gate will never be pursued again. ”

Zhao Zheng didn't rush to agree, and thought for a while. Although the Qishi Sect is a small sect, it cannot be underestimated, especially the head Yan Shi, who can even carve flowers directly with a sword. If he is asked to imitate this kind of unique skill, he will never be able to imitate it.

"Senior, is there no third way to go?" Zhao Zheng asked tentatively.

"No, this is a decision I made after a long discussion with the hall masters." Yan Shi shook his head and said.

"Okay, since the senior has drawn the way, I can't help but continue, but I have to add two requirements. First, among the three people sent by the Strange Stone Gate, you are not allowed to appear in the seniors; Second, after you show off your unique skills, I can choose to imitate them on the spot, or I can choose to imitate them after three days. If you show off a trick that I can't imitate, give me three days to prepare. ”

"Okay, we can grant you both requests."

Zhao Zheng had a little more confidence in his eyes, if Yan Shi didn't appear, his chances of winning would be much better, as for the other disciples, they didn't surpass the powerhouses of the Four Heavens. He then asked, "What are the seniors planning to start the cultural fight?" ”

"You can start at any time, it's up to you to decide."

"Everybody's busy, let's get started."

"Childe is really a cheerful person, please here." Yan Shi flicked his sleeves and pointed to the door.

Zhao Zheng cheered up and took the lead out of the house.

Yan Shi also came out of the house with a group of hall masters, and everyone came to an empty courtyard together. The ground of the courtyard is paved with ashlar bricks, and there are several targets with red dots on the walls, which looks like a martial arts training ground.

After everyone stood still, a middle-aged man in a green shirt came out of the crowd, hugged his fist at Zhao Zhengyi, and said loudly: "The first person to appear is me, and I am ugly." ”

After speaking, the middle-aged man in the green shirt pulled out the saber at his waist and turned to face the target opposite, who was about a hundred steps away from the target. I saw him flip his wrist, hold the sword flat on the side of his face, and his gaze formed a line with the bull's-eye, and raised it slightly.

Zhao Zheng looked at this posture and guessed what the middle-aged man in the green shirt was going to show.

"Whoosh!"

Sure enough, as Zhao Zheng expected, the middle-aged man in the green shirt threw the sword in his hand directly, and the sword body turned into a cold light, drawing a parabola that was almost undetectable, and hit the red bull's-eye.

"Please!" The middle-aged man in the green shirt stepped aside and motioned for Zhao Zheng to imitate.

Zhao Zheng took a deep breath and stood side by side with the Qingshan man, turning to face the other empty target. This kind of flying sword throwing at the target is difficult for him, and he once created a move called "Meteor Chasing the Moon", which is to throw the sword out and hurt the enemy. It's just that this time the throw distance is farther, and it is much more difficult.

"I'm ugly too."

Zhao Zheng pulled out the sword of life, held the hilt of the sword with his left hand, pinched his right hand into a finger and put it on the sword, and began to aim at the bullseye on the opposite side. This is not much different from archery, you need to take into account that the parabola follows the direction of the wind, and the difference is a millimeter, and it is a thousand miles away. He calculated carefully for a long time, and when the wind around him was calmest, his fingers suddenly pressed and shot the sword out.

The First Life Sword disintegrated into two parts, one part remained on Zhao Zheng's left hand, and the other part flew towards the target.

"Bump!"

The blade of the sword hit the bull's-eye, and the end shook non-stop. (To be continued.) )