Steward Cai's voice was earnest, pleading again and again, and his face seemed to have aged ten years all of a sudden.

He already knew that now apart from Jiang Chen, there was no other way to help Jiang Fu.

"Naturally, I'll come forward with this. Jiang Chen waved his hand: "But you said that there is a group of Yi people who want to rob Jiang Mansion's business? They are from the British Far East Company?"

His eyes froze, and he suddenly thought of the crux of the matter.

"Yes, this group of Yi people, claiming to be from Britain in the West, is said to have come to our Changsha Mansion to do business. However, I don't know what benefits were given to the imperial court, and even the Changsha Prefecture came forward to stand up for them. ”

Uncle Cai was very surprised, he didn't expect that this mysterious and powerful Chen Shao actually knew the origin of the other party.

Thinking of the group of arrogant Yiren, his face once again showed a look of injustice: "This group of people is simply arrogant and domineering. It was only early this morning, and they came to the door, and the leader was the master of Changsha Mansion, who brought a governor's edict to force us to hand over control of Fang City. The lord was helpless, and was dealing with them, and ordered me to hurry to you to discuss countermeasures. ”

"This group of people is really bold, I don't go to them, they dare to take the initiative to show up......"

Jiang Chen squinted: "Then without further ado, I'll leave immediately to see what confidence they have." ”

He turned around and was about to leave, but a Taoist came from outside.

"Jiang Chen, I don't think you should act rashly in this matter, otherwise you'd better wait and talk. ”

Zhang Heyun stopped him, and there was a look of contemplation on his face: "The Yiren didn't show up for three days, but they didn't expect that they would unite with Changsha Mansion Yin, so our countermeasures would also be greatly restricted." Otherwise, if there is a conflict with the governor in Changsha City, it will fall into disadvantage in the general righteousness of the imperial court. ”

"It doesn't matter, the world is big, and the truth is the greatest. We are a martial artist, cultivating into the realm of transformation, and heaven and earth can become three, in a snap of a finger, a country collapses, mountains and rivers change color, what is the governor of Changsha?"

Jiang Chen took a step forward and still walked out of the courtyard.

At his current level, everything moves as he pleases, and he is free.

How could a mere secular force shake his will?

......

"Chen Shao, this time the other party forced our Jiang Mansion, it is indeed a bad comer, and he is prepared. The representatives sent by the Nayi people brought dozens of foreign gunners, and even martial arts masters could not be taken lightly. ”

Walking on the road, Uncle Cai slowly introduced the specific situation to Jiang Chen.

The two of them walked quickly one after the other, but Steward Cai knew that Jiang Chen had deliberately slowed down.

Otherwise, the Transformation Realm Master would explode with all his might, more than three times faster than the strongest fierce horse, and would have already thrown him away without a trace.

Uncle Cai followed closely behind, looking restrained and respectful. Although he was thirty or forty years older than Jiang Chen, he seemed to be a subordinate following his predecessors at this moment.

He knew very well that the young man in front of him, who was only a weak crown, was already a master of the transformation realm.

He had only seen this kind of character from afar before, and had never been in contact with it at all, but now that he had such an opportunity to communicate closely, he naturally wanted to learn something.

"Dozens of guns, but they can't help me. Three days ago, I was outside Changsha City and killed their leader, who was a spear god-level master at the peak of the Transformation Realm. That kind of person has a gun in hand and goes to the battlefield, which can be equivalent to hundreds of spearmen. ”

Jiang Chen replied lightly.

He walked along, his body undulating like a dragon walking like a tiger, with the lightness of the wind and the heaviness of the earth.

His casual breathing, all of which are in line with the changes of yin and yang, are relaxed, giving people a strong but not aggressive feeling.

In fact, when martial arts have been practiced to such a realm as his, they have already passed the stage where they need to be deliberately cultivated. Ordinary daily movements, food, clothing, housing and transportation, for him, there is no place that is not practice.

Eating and drinking water is practice, and walking and sleeping are also practice.

There is a cloud in the ancient Dan Sutra: "The jade furnace does not teach fire and is slightly cold", which means that the top masters of the Inner Dan Dao are practicing all the time, day by day, year after year, and what is described is the "half-immortal" cultivation process of this martial arts realm.

Jiang Chen silently checked the condition in his body, and he could feel that after these three full days of practicing luck, the qi and blood in his veins had been extremely smooth.

Shout!

His waist shook slightly, and a walnut-sized air bag bulged out around his waist. After a circle along the waist and abdomen, it rushed straight to the spine from the upper part of the tail vertebrae.

Buzz.

The air bag slammed into a pass, faintly ringing like a bell, and could no longer move forward.

Jiang Chen didn't care, slowly dissipated his qi and blood, and continued to walk casually as usual.

The belt vein is like a belt, which can restrain the qi and blood around the body and condense it into one.

If this meridian is completely opened, the strength of his body can be condensed into a bright golden pill Xuanzhu, whether it is an elbow strike, a boxing or a leg sweep, he can mobilize the strength of his body with random moves, and he has three or four thousand catties of strength.

"There is actually a spear god at the peak of the Transformation Realm in this world, and you even killed him!"

Hearing his words, Steward Cai's face turned pale and almost in disbelief.

In this world, there are very few martial artists at the peak of the Transformation Realm. And the master who is proficient in the use of firearms is even more rare.

The basic martial arts inheritance of his early years, the way of feng shui from the mysteries and mysteries, naturally understood that for the masters of the transformation realm, the strength of spiritual power was the most important.

And a master with strong mental power, holding a musket, what kind of terrifying power is that?

The Second Young Master was able to kill such a strong person, and he had almost reached an inhuman level......

The two of them walked extremely fast, but in just a dozen breaths, they were already close to the place of Jiangfu.

At this moment, around the wall of Jiangfu, dozens of musket guards have been densely surrounded, all wearing the military uniforms of the Xiyi people.

There was another team, even larger, with hundreds of people. Jiang Chen could see at a glance that those were all the officers and soldiers of the court in Changsha Mansion, and I was afraid that they were the people brought by the governor.

"Chen Shao, now that this place is heavily guarded, let's enter through the main gate. ”

Steward Cai looked at this formation, cold sweat was dripping, and he couldn't help but say.

"It's okay, in my eyes, this level of care can only be said to be better than nothing. ”

As soon as Jiang Chen's body moved, he grabbed his sleeve, his body flickered left and right, and he pulled out a long afterimage.

The next moment, his body disappeared.

And within a radius of dozens of zhang, a tornado rolled out of thin air, flying sand and stones, dark and dark, as if the demon wind was coming, blowing countless soldiers to stagger, and the eyes were blurred, unable to stand at all.

Jiang Chen entered the mansion, and at this moment, Steward Cai, who was following him, was almost dumbfounded.

Although he was in the cold winter wax moon, his back was already soaked in cold sweat.

"Between the waves, slap, fan, vibrate, suck, pump, pull...... Eighteen kinds of forces in a row, stirring up the air current, calling the wind and rain, this can also be regarded as martial arts?"

Steward Cai muttered to himself, like seeing a god and Buddha, and he was almost about to kneel down in the face of Jiang Chen.

With such cultivation, he is not an immortal, who else is an immortal?