"Shine on the Moon Gate?"

When the old bustard heard these three words, the expression on his face suddenly froze.

Xu Changfeng also frowned, how could he encounter this kind of trouble every time he came back to Menghualou? Last time, he was a member of the Sword Fu Gang, and now he is a person from Zhaoyuemen. This Zhaoyuemen is a gang that dominates the east and west lanes of Chang'an in parallel with the Sword Fu Gang, the east lane is under the jurisdiction of the Sword Fu Gang, and the west lane is the territory of Zhaoyuemen.

And now this man named Zhou Qixuan is the owner of Zhaoyue Gate. According to Xu Changfeng's understanding, he is also a fifth-order cultivator, and his strength is very strong, compared to the previous Zheng Tong, who was a fox and a fake tiger, it is simply dozens of times higher.

Even so, Xu Changfeng still said calmly: "If my guess is right, Master Zhou should have been sleepless all night these days, right?"

"So what. Zhou Qixuan blinked and asked without cutting down.

Xu Changfeng said: "Looking at your complexion, you should have taken traditional Chinese medicine for conditioning, but it still did not improve, but intensified." This is enough to show that you are not having a strong liver fire, but an internal cold and external heat caused by a weak spleen. If you take the fire medicine again, it will only make it worse. ”

"Do you know medical skills?" Zhou Qixuan was very surprised, his physical condition in the past few days was actually all told by the young man's words.

"I have been frail and sickly since I was a child, so I know how to treat the symptoms caused by my frailty. Xu Changfeng said softly, "Presumably, the doctor you went to see should be just an ordinary person who has not yet cultivated, how does he know that a cultivator's illness cannot be treated according to conventional methods?"

Xu Changfeng once read a strange miscellaneous scripture on the rivers and lakes, and the original words came from that book.

The so-called Qimen Miscellaneous Sutra is a general term for the books written by the practitioners themselves. It also involves swordsmanship, practice exercises, and even some practice guides.

But after all, it was written by an individual, so it was naturally not as famous as those sword scripture exercises that were handed down from the Great Gate Sect. But often in many cases, those cultivators who have stopped at the bottleneck for decades find the opportunity to break through the realm precisely because they have read these strange and miscellaneous scriptures. There are many such cases.

That's true. Zhou Qixuan nodded with satisfaction.

At this time, the girl just brought a pot of wine, and Zhou Qixuan was about to reach out to take it, Xu Changfeng hurriedly said: "Wine hurts the spleen, it's better for you to drink less now." Drink more tea to eliminate the external heat. ”

When Zhou Qixuan heard this, he immediately waved his hand: "Since this is the case, I don't want this wine, go and make me a pot of tea." ”

The old bustard was very happy to see that the big man in front of him had lost his anger, and urged the girl to quickly replace the wine with tea. At the same time, he also looked at this Xu Changfeng differently.

She had heard that when the Sword Fu Gang made a big fuss last time, he also took action to quell it. Could it be that this kid is a noble person in Menghualou? If she hadn't gone out for something at that time, otherwise even a first-order cultivator would dare to be arrogant?

"If you can trust me, I can write you a prescription, you press the medicine on it, take one dose a day, decoction three times a dose, and recover after half a month of recuperation. Xu Changfeng continued.

"Cheng!" Zhou Qixuan laughed and said, "If you can help me cure this disease, I, Zhou Qixuan, will owe you a favor." ”

When the pen and paper were fetched, Xu Changfeng concentrated on writing the prescription.

Zhou Qixuan looked at the words written by Xu Changfeng, the atmosphere was awe-inspiring, there was no sour and stingy atmosphere of those readers, and a bit of chivalrous demeanor could be revealed between the lines, and he couldn't help but admire: "Good words!"

"It's just a man in the countryside, and he can't see the world. Xu Changfeng said politely.

At this time, he was obviously hiding behind the pillar, and after reading the words written by Xu Changfeng, he was even more in love.

"I can't see it. Zhou Qixuan shook his head and said, "If you don't have a way to make money in the future, why don't you go to me, write me a few words on weekdays, it's not bad." ”

Xu Changfeng was just about to reply, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of a man walking into Menghua Building wearing a robe, and the rain was still flowing on the robe. And the maids who opened the door to greet him did not come forward to greet him, obviously a regular customer he knew!

"It's finally here......"

Xu Changfeng noticed that there was an obvious scar on the man's left hand......

Xu Changfeng wrote down the prescription, got up and said, "I still have some things, so I will retire first." ”

After speaking, he walked away from Menghualou.

Sure enough, there was a carriage stopped outside Menghua Building, and at this time the rain became fierce again, he opened his umbrella and walked quickly into the rain.

Xu Changfeng came to a corner of the East Lane and took out a set of robes and a hat from the crack in the wall, with a long sword sandwiched in the robe.

He quickly put on his robe, took on his hat, and stuffed the oil umbrella into the crack in the wall.

Even if it is raining heavily, Tonghuamen is still full of cars and people. Chang'an will always be the most prosperous capital of the Shengshi Dynasty, and it will not be buried because of a rain.

Xu Changfeng stood in the heavy rain for half an hour, his eyes fixed on the pedestrians entering and exiting the checkpoint.

At this time, a man dressed in gray cloth walked into his sight, the man was holding an umbrella, and he was no different from an ordinary city civilian.

As he walked out of the level, Xu Changfeng also set off......

This was the first time he had walked out of Chang'an City in ten years, and his exit from the city was as smooth as expected.

Yao Xi was walking alone on the official road with an umbrella, and it was easy to distinguish. Xu Changfeng followed behind a carriage transporting heavy loads and walked forward cautiously.

I saw Yao Xi glance back from time to time, and the speed of walking remained the same.

"That man really didn't lie...... Xu Changfeng thought to himself.

This Yao Xi's vigilance is really high, otherwise, he would not have survived to this day. Sometimes when a person wants to die, it is often more difficult than to live. For Zhao Xinji, this is exactly the case. For Yao Xi, it's the opposite......

Yao Xi walked on the official road for a short time, and began to turn around and walk into a yellow mud path, this yellow mud path is very open, obviously he is testing Xu Changfeng.

Xu Changfeng still followed the carriage, and he didn't look back, because he believed that Yao Xi would never go to meet again from the official road. He was too cautious, and this was the Achilles' heel.

Xu Changfeng walked forward for half a moment, and then looked back carefully, and there was really no Yao Xi on the official road. He confirmed his location, and walked diagonally through the nearby woods, heading straight for the location of the yellow mud path.

Because Yao Xi detoured, his speed would definitely go faster, so he only needed to intercept him before he copied to the exit of the yellow mud path.

He hasn't been out of the city for ten years, why is he so familiar with the outside of Chang'an?

The answer is simple. When you are in a place where you may die at any time, you will come up with at least ten or more escape routes, Xu Changfeng studied the map of Chang'an City, it was not a matter of one or two days.

The speed at which Yao Xi walked was not much different from the speed Xu Changfeng had estimated, and he galloped for a while, and then saw the man in gray holding an umbrella.

"Brush!"

Xu Changfeng pulled out the rusty sword and held it tightly in his hand.

He didn't use that high-grade spirit sword lonely shadow, just because of what Su Yongqiu said, the inventory of the Qingzhu Sword Academy was allocated by the imperial court.

If you kill someone with a lone shadow, the wound will directly reveal his identity. At this time, it is just right to use this rusty sword of unknown origin.

Xu Changfeng was still more than ten meters away from Yao Xi, and with the help of the shelter of the woods and the interference of the sound of rain, even if Yao Xi was a third-order cultivator, he would not notice him for a while.

It's a great time for an assassination!

He held the sword in both hands, and the aura in his body gathered under his feet, and he held his breath and rushed straight up as fast as he could.

Yao Xi suddenly sensed that a powerful killing intent was approaching him, his hand grasped the handle of the umbrella, and he suddenly pulled it back, and a shiny sword was drawn from the handle of the umbrella.

Hidden sword in the umbrella!

Xu Changfeng still miscalculated this step in the end, he almost thought about the place where Yao Xi might have hidden weapons, but he ignored this umbrella, after all, no one would have expected today's rain......

Sonorous!

Yao Xi turned around, took a step back with his right foot, and stabbed out with a sword bowed, just blocking the sword that Xu Changfeng killed.

"I thought you had something wrong just now, but I didn't expect you to know how to ambush me on a detour. Yao Xi sneered.

A killer of the marrow washing realm, the moment he failed to sneak attack, his death date had already been decided.

Xu Changfeng quickly withdrew the rusty sword and took a step back.

"Leave you a last word, who sent you to kill me?" Yao Xi asked as he stared at the clothed figure in front of him, the rain washed his face, but his eyes didn't blink.

Xu Changfeng said unhurriedly: "Yao Xi, the gatekeeper of the Sky Sword Village ten years ago......"

"You!"

Yao Xi looked at him in disbelief, the clothed figure in front of him actually came from that place, and his face showed a strong look of fear, even if the opponent was just a cultivator of the Pulp Washing Realm.

"Some people suffer in prison, but others live happily by betraying their companions. Xu Changfeng forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, "In the past ten years, have you ever slept peacefully?"

As he spoke, he suddenly raised his head, revealing a delicate and immature face.

"How can you be so young?" Yao Xi suddenly became extremely excited, and hurriedly shook his head and said, "Your voice...... How could you be ......?"

Xu Changfeng sneered and didn't answer him.

"Whoa!"

At the same time, on his left hand, a one-foot-long sword aura flashed out. This sword qi seemed to have already fused into one, emitting a dazzling white light, and it contained terrifying spiritual power.

"Sure enough, it's you!" Yao Xi's eyes glowed with a dark gray dimness, and he knew very well in his heart the power of a sword qi, he would not be able to escape death today.

"It's been ten years, have you ever thought that one day, someone will come to collect debts from you?"

Xu Changfeng whispered, and the sword qi in his hand was like a thunderbolt of lightning, bursting towards the man.

"Poof......

The sword qi dissipated in the blink of an eye, and a large hole was pierced through his chest at the same time, and Sen Sen's white bones were clearly visible. Yao Xi spurted out a mouthful of blood, made a hoarse sound in his throat, and fell to the ground with a bang, and the blood stained the yellow mud red.

He was dead, his eyes wide open, and his face still had a look of fear.

Xu Changfeng looked at Yao Xi who was dead on the ground, and the anger in his heart gradually dissipated. This was the first time he had killed someone, and he didn't expect to be surprisingly calm.

He suddenly took off his hat, let the rain wet his face, his eyes were foggy, and he muttered in a low voice: "Seventh Uncle, I killed Yao Xi, and I ...... with the sword qi you left."