"Changfeng Hall, one of the two major forces in Chenzhou City. The hall master Fang Wanli is said to be a master who has all the eight veins of the Qi Jing, but he is already old, and there is no hope of opening up the second vein of Rendu and the bridge between heaven and earth. ”

"He is good at swordsmanship, he has thirty-six blows in one hand and is fierce and domineering, and he once slashed eighteen bandits in the Qi refining realm with a single sword, and he was shocking for a while. ”

In the attic, carved willow wood is a chair, purple bamboo is intertwined as a frame, smooth fir wood is the floor, and a string of wind chimes hangs on the eaves in the corner of the house.

Chen Ziang sat in front of the window in a silent daze, the true qi in his body was running, the Heartless Heart Sutra had never stopped, and the body that was on the verge of collapse had returned to the appearance of ordinary people, but the golden body that had been honed all the time for twenty years was gone.

However, if it is not broken, it will not stand, and the broken body will also facilitate the cultivation of his improved Tiangang Hegemony Body.

Su Qiao'er walked back and forth behind him, while constantly muttering about the news she got out of nowhere.

"There are two helmsmen under him, Yang Zheng, the seven-star sword king, and Ma Long, who has followed him for many years. ”

"Young Master Fang's name that day is Fang Meng, he is Fang Wanli's only son, because he is old and has a son, so he is very spoiled, but Fang Meng is also very competitive, and in recent years, almost all the big and small affairs in Changfeng Hall have been arranged by him. ”

"What does this have to do with you, and it doesn't have much to do with me, does it?"

Chen Ziang opened his eyes helplessly, interrupting Su Qiao'er's chatter.

"As long as you are responsible for doing a good job at his birthday banquet and receiving your own reward, don't you need to check his relationship so clearly?"

"I'm not done yet, what are you anxious about? ”

Su Qiao'er glared at Chen Ziang with a displeased expression.

"Changfeng Tang makes a living by smuggling salt, iron, and medicinal herbs, and from the information I have received, they may even collude with the Wei Dynasty to smuggle military funds!"

"Didn't Jinyiwei find out anything about this kind of thing?"

Chen Ziang frowned, Su Qiao'er's organization was closely connected with Jinyiwei, and news in some places could also be exchanged. Su Qiaoer was able to settle down here, and there was a force from Jinyiwei behind her.

"Although there is no evidence, eight or nine are not far from ten. Not long ago, Changfeng Tang had purchased a large number of medicinal herbs and salt and iron, and according to Jin Yiwei, these things would disappear in the Fuyun Mountain Range. ”

The Fuyun Mountain Range is the location where the Southern Chu set up the mountain city barrier, the terrain in the mountain range is complex, in addition to the mountain city pass, there are also trails for people to walk with, if the materials disappear here, Changfeng Hall is either colluding with the Great Wei or the Southern Chu garrison to privately purchase military funds.

But no matter which one it is, as long as it can be determined, it will be a great achievement for Jin Yiwei and Su Qiaoer!

Chen Ziang shook his head, he didn't want to get involved in these messy things now.

However, since Changfeng Hall is hoarding medicinal materials, it can discuss buying some medicinal materials that he needs.

"By the way, you said that the poison on your body can be alleviated with the Divine Yang Thing, and I will also inquire about it. ”

Su Qiao'er's words made Chen Ziang's spirit tremble and straighten his back.

"Any news?"

"Cut!"

Pouting disdainfully, Su Qiao'er snapped her fingers and said: "I heard that the Sun family in Luzhou has a family heirloom jade, which is a strange stone outside the sky, which radiates heat all the time, and also achieves the Sun family's scorching sun miracles." ”

"In addition, there is also the Nine Dragons Warm Jade that was circulated a few years ago, and it is now in the hands of the Tianshan faction. The Demon Sect has a kung fu called the Dafa of Changing the Day, and it is said that after Dacheng, you will be able to have the true qi of the world's most rigid and yang. There is also an elixir called Jin Wudan, which is used to cultivate the Dafa of changing the sun. ”

"Is there anything easy to get?"

The more Chen Ziang listened, the more bitter his face became.

The Sun family can rely on that stone to have today, and it is impossible to lend it to himself to wear it closely. And the Tianshan faction is far away in the Wei Dynasty, not to mention the distance, there are also many disciples under the sect, and the head elder is a congenital real person. As for the Demon Gate, don't even think about it, the madman who is the number one in the world is staying inside.

"No more. ”

Su Qiao'er also sighed, why didn't she understand that these were unforcible existences. However, seeing that Chen Ziang's life span was getting closer and closer, she couldn't help but feel sad. Knowing that his death is coming, but he can't do anything about it is the most desperate.

"Forget it, it seems that my name is Sun En, and I am destined for alchemy!"

Chen Ziang shook his head, so that he was not as sad as Su Qiao'er thought, after all, for him, death was just the beginning of another life.

"If you have any unfulfilled wishes, you can tell me, friend, and I will fulfill your wishes. ”

Su Qiao'er looked solemn, cold and sad, and looked directly at Chen Ziang.

"Uh...... , you don't have to be so serious, can't I refine the medicine myself?"

Being forced to leave his last words like this also made him a little uncomfortable, do you want to say that buddies are not afraid of death?

"Hey, think about it!"

Shaking her head, Su Qiao'er walked out of the room with a lonely face, leaving Chen Ziang alone and embarrassed there.

Shaking his head, he closed his eyes again, and the twenty-four sword styles in his mind rotated back and forth, and finally the six sword styles that represented the summer were gradually compatible and turned into one.

Open your eyes, bend your arms forward, and flick your fingers.

"Hereby ......"

A strong wind crossed a distance of more than ten meters, shooting into the sky, leaving a white dotted line in the air.

Chen Ziang smiled at the corner of his mouth, and was very satisfied with this move.

This move, which combines the Four Seasons Killing Method and the Summer Six Styles, was named by him as the Stinging Sword!

Retracting his arms, swinging forward, and slashing, the cold and killing intent suddenly diffused in front of him, and finally turned into a stunning knife, tearing the white line in the air, and turning into a knife light and disappearing without a trace.

The Winter Six Styles fused the Yin Evil Invisible Knife into this trick and killed the knife!

Dancing with one hand, the spring is rotating around the body, everything is full of vitality, and the heart of hope is happy, like a closed room and both offensive and defensive.

The combination of the Spring Six Styles and the Great Sumeru Sword Style is like a seal for this move!

A low sigh sounded, one palm waved forward, the meaning of cold and desolate came into mind, the voices and faces of the two women appeared in front of them, the gloomy meaning permeated the heart, and the long table in front of him suddenly turned into powder and drifted away with the wind!

The four seasons killing method, the autumn six styles and the desolation of parting with life and death in another world have turned into this trick and the autumn equinox is short!

When I closed my eyes again, I don't know when all the eight veins of the Qi Jing have been penetrated.

Ten days later, the sky was clear and the wind was beautiful.

It is advisable to break ground and mourn!

In the Huancai Pavilion, a gorgeous carriage carried Chen Ziang and several people towards the Changfeng Hall station in Chenzhou City.

The gate of Changfeng Hall is wide and tall, simple and atmospheric, the nine stone steps are spotless, the big lions with teeth and claws on both sides, the hideous faces are wrapped in red satin, and the luxurious carriage slips in front of the door, and the crowd is lively and joyful.

"Congratulations, congratulations!"

The person who came handed over the gift book, and gave the gift with a smile on his face.

Fang Meng changed into a big red robe embroidered with Nantian bamboo today, and politely welcomed people into the mansion.

A steward in the back took the gift book, and began to roar in a loud voice.

"Nancheng Pen and Ink Xuan Wang Yuan has arrived! 300 taels of silver, mutton fat and white jade, a hairpin of longevity, a set of four treasures of the study, and a pair ......of glass cups on the colorful painting wall."

The voices in front of her continued, and only then did Su Qiaoer remember that her group had forgotten to bring a birthday gift.

"It's okay, right? we're here to perform, not to eat and drink for nothing. ”

Chen Ziang was not confident in his words, after all, others gave the invitation.

But fortunately, several people didn't have to worry about it anymore, because a person dressed as a butler had already greeted him.

"You are from the Huancai Pavilion, right? Please go this way, there are few people at the back door. ”

As the visitors turned into the backyard, a group of warblers singing and dancing, and old flowers came into view, and it seemed that there were a lot of people invited by Changfeng Hall.

"Chen Daxia and Su Dajia, the positions of the two are in the front, and I will take the two of them over. ”

After arranging the cooperation of Bingdie and Gu Lan, the steward led Chen Ziang and the two to the front yard again.

"Changfeng Hall looks like it has a lot of money?"

Su Qiaoer is now a money fan, and the first thing she looks at everywhere is the price.

However, Fang Wanli's mansion is luxurious and atmospheric, with mountains and rocks, flowing water, and rare and gorgeous, and it has indeed taken a lot of thought.

"Wait!"

As he was in front of him, a soft cry suddenly came from the attic next to him.

"Helmsman!"

The steward raised his head and hurriedly bent down to salute.

"Go ahead, I'll greet you two. ”

The helmsman was burly, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, his majestic body was straight in front of the window, and he looked down at Chen Ziang with a cold face with a scrutiny in his eyes.

And beside him stood a young man, it was the iron sword and leopard whose surname he didn't know.

"You're the one who is good at fingering?"

The other party's question was unambiguous, and Chen Ziang could only smile awkwardly.

"It's Chen Ziang, Your Excellency is the master of the Marlon Horse Helmsman, who is known as the Blue Blood Silver Spear, right?"

"That's right!"

Ma Long nodded, and said, "I'm still Ah Leopard's father-in-law!"

Belch......

Chen Ziang was stunned, this is the small one who came to the old one!

"It turned out to be the helmsman in person, it's really a long time to look up!"

Su Qiao'er took over the conversation and bowed upwards with a smile on her face.

"I wonder what the helmsman commanded to leave the two of us behind?"

"I don't dare, it's just that Chen Daxia and I were happy at first sight and wanted to invite him to a glass of wine!"

Ma Long's face remained unchanged, and with a wave of his big hand, a glass full of wine beside him suddenly shot out, and the fragile porcelain cup burst into the air with a fierce intent.

"The helmsman is polite!"

Chen Ziang arched his hand, and the soft aura swept through the wine cup, unloading the incoming strength with a rotating force.

"......"

The glass rotates at great speed and rubs against the air to make a clattering sound, and the wine in the glass becomes a whirlpool.

"Then I'll do it first!"

With one hand, the wine took off the cup and flowed into Chen Ziang's mouth.

"Good wine! Thank you, Master Horseman!"

Chen Ziang smiled, but the person in front of him turned into a shocking shot like a spring.

"Humph!"

A large hand suddenly appeared in front of the wine cup, holding it down.

"Chen Daxia is good kung fu!"

Looking down at the wine cup in his hand, spots and cracks had appeared on the wine cup, and Ma Long's face couldn't help but darken.

"Prizes, prizes!"

Chen Ziang politely replied.

"Chen ......"

Ma Long wanted to say something more, his brows suddenly furrowed, and he looked up into the distance.

"Ahh

A terrible scream sounded in the distance, and Ma Long's figure had already jumped out of the window sash, and the direction from which the extremely fast longitudinal sound came.