Great Sui Storyteller

Chapter 470. 469. The Fist of Blood Mist Academy

After about half an hour, the golden light disappeared without a trace.

There's no way, Li Zhen can't wait for someone to change their clothes and then let the golden light go, right?Wouldn't that be the same as telling a girl "I saw you all"?
After the golden light dissipated, there was no movement in the carriage.

This girl is a cultivator, but... Maybe Li Laodao's eyesight is clumsy and he can't see the realm.

I always feel that the other party is very strange, and seems to be out of the dust, but there is a sense of comfort in him...

Now the healing has begun.

The mysterious and mysterious energy of heaven and earth was introduced into the carriage.

Li Zhen felt the absorption speed of that qi, and the curiosity in his eyes grew stronger.

The most basic basis for distinguishing good from bad is the degree of mastery of the qi of heaven and earth during the practice.

In other words, if it is measured by a simpler quantitative unit, it is to look at the amount of qi throughput of the practitioner each time he breathes out.

The greater the throughput, the better the skills.

Of course, it is not ruled out that the other party's mind does not purely affect the throughput.Cultivation is such a thing that the heart, spirit, and thought are integrated into one, and they complement each other, and they are indispensable.

But no matter what, looking at the throughput of Qi can be used as a measure of the quality of a practice.

And this girl's cultivation method... the speed of breathing in and out of qi is really not slow.

Although it is not a big opening and closing, the qi is stable and messy, and there is no fluctuation at all. It is stable, like a pipe, continuously instilling the qi of heaven and earth into the body.

Obviously, this girl is definitely not an ordinary Jianghu person.

But...everyone has a secret.

What Li Zhen could feel, so could Xuanzang.But neither of the two gave any hints to the other.

For the two of them, saving the girl was like a small episode.

When they arrived in Jiyuan, the three of them were about to separate.

Whether it is Li Laodao or Xuanzang, they are not in the world.

The love and hatred in the rivers and lakes have nothing to do with them.

Meeting is fate.

Fate arises, and fate ends.

……

In half a day, when night fell, two thousand-mile horses had brought the three of them to Jiyuan City.

It was not far from the city gate closing, and Li Zhen didn't plan to leave tonight, because he was going to find the group of people from the Blood Mist Academy to find out the news.

And the monk had to send the girl to the hospital.

After entering the city, Li Zhen found a middle-grade inn along the main road. After confirming that there were vacancies with the clerk at the door, he pointed to it with Xuanzang.

Xuanzang understood in seconds, and after Li Zhen jumped out of the car, he walked forward.

Li Zhen meant to stay here tonight and come here to meet up later.

After Xuanzang left, he opened a room.

Anyway, the two gentlemen, just make do with it.Then he declined the boy's proposal to prepare meals, and walked into the unfamiliar Jiyuan City through the night.

The Blood Mist Academy may be a very mysterious place for ordinary people. Bases can be found in every city of similar size, but there is no one to lead them, so they cannot find any way out.

But it's not a problem for Li Zhen.

Smiling, he almost revealed the old background of Blood Mist Academy to Li Laodao.

What's more, he still has Yu Bu.

The sky is dry, and the earth is Kun.

Take Yubu and run towards the direction of the gate of death.

How to die.

Soon, he came to a street lined with gambling stalls and restaurants.

Then, on the signboard of a gambling stall called "Shuangbao", I saw a very inconspicuous imprint of a book.

That's it.

Ignoring the two tough-looking men at the door, and passing them by, he walked along the wall of the gatehouse of Shuangbao Casino and started walking into the alley.

Although this double treasure gambling stall is not very eye-catching on this street, its backyard is really not small.Li Laodao walked along the wall for about twenty steps before he saw a small door in the alley.

At the same time, he also felt the breath in the small door.

Obscure, low, vague and bloody.

Li Zhen ignored these, walked to the door, and started knocking according to the rhythm of smiling and explaining:
"Boom~~Boom~~Boom~~Boom, Boom."

Three long and two short.

After the password was knocked out, the small door creaked.

opened.

Stepping on the moonlight, the Taoist went directly into the yard.

In an instant, he felt many eyes falling on him.

Except for the old man who opened the door for himself, there were probably seventeen or eight people in the courtyard staring at him.

These men have weapons at hand, and they have everything.

Some are in twos and threes, and some are alone.And among the heterogeneous aura staring at him, there are pure blood warriors, as well as practitioners, all kinds of everything.

Li Zhen even saw two snakes following a person.

The two poisonous snakes were also spitting letters at him.

"...Tsk."

In the eyes of many people, Li Laodao looked speechless, turned his head and asked the old man at the gate:

"Buy news, where to go?"

The old man pointed to the row of small impermeable door openings on the north side of the yard:

"The third door."

"……left side, right side?"

"..."

"..."

"..."

In an instant, everyone in a yard was speechless.

Brother, there are only five doors in total.

What are you thinking about?

Inexplicably, Li Laodao laughed a bit:
"hey-hey."

In an instant, accompanied by laughter, an inexplicable clear breath seemed to blow away all the bloody smell and lifelessness in the yard.

"..."

It's still unclear what happened to the few assassins who came out of the dust.

But the only three killers in the free state showed a solemn look in his eyes.

And Li Laodao strode towards the small door in the middle.

But when he got to the door, he didn't move.

Because the door is closed.

In Li Laodao's impression, for a mysterious organization like a killer, everyone must secretly poke around and find a place to hide, such as an empty movie theater or the like.

A movie was playing on the big screen. At this time, a person walked up to the only spectator, handed a photo from behind, and said the word "goal".

Then the killer saw the target and said:
"This man is fat, and he has to work hard to kill him, so he needs to pay more."

Finally, after discussing the price, I burned the photos in front of my face to express my professionalism.

It turned out that I suddenly forgot what the other person looked like... In the end, I killed the wrong person embarrassingly, and was arrested at the crime. Could it be that the man he killed was not wrong at all?" Tianma Meteor Fist...

In short, isn't the business of killers all mysterious?
Seeing that the door was closed, he wondered if someone inside might be talking about business.

The poor will just wait.

But after waiting for a while, the old man behind couldn't stand it anymore.

"To enter or not to enter!"

"...is there no one in there?"

Li Zhen froze for a moment, then turned around in surprise.

The old man was even more speechless:

"No one! Just go in!"

"Oh~"

The Daoist suddenly realized and nodded:

"It seems that your business is not doing well..."

"..."

"..."

"..."

In the minds of a group of people who were full of thoughts that "this Taoist is here to smash the market", Li Zhen pushed open the wooden door, and then saw a tall and tall pawn shop counter.

You don't see me, I don't see you.

And across the high counter, came a voice:
"What news to buy."

Hoarseness.

Li Zhen, who was no longer skinny, said directly:
"News from Hedong County."

"What's the news about Hedong County?"

"...all the news about Hedong County."

"..."

"..."

A pair of slightly cold eyes emerged from behind the counter.

Obviously, this man felt that the Taoist priest was playing tricks on him.

Li Zhenyi waved his hand:

"The impoverished Li Shouchu is a friend of Xueyou Ji."

"..."

Hearing this, the coldness in his eyes faded a little.

"Li Shouchu?"

he asked.

"Exactly."

"...wait."

There were footsteps behind the counter.

Then, after waiting for about a stick of incense, with a burst of clattering, Li Zhen heard a sentence:
"then."

A pile of scrolls was thrown from the counter.

The golden light turned into silk threads, passing through the scrolls scattered in the midair one after another, and finally tied them together with a piece of porcelain.

Li Zhen frowned.

Good guy.

That's a lot.

No wonder others are not happy about it.

These scrolls are all one foot square, adding up to a total of sixty or seventy scrolls.

Then, another furoshiki was dropped from the counter.

"That's all, are you going to give the silver or ask Xueyouji for it?"

"Ask her for it."

Pindao taught her little tunes without charging yet.

"Then you go."

"it is good."

Unfolding the burden skin, all the scrolls were put into the burden, Li Zhen responded, opened the door and walked out.

The people in the yard turned their attention to him again.

But this time Li Zhen lost his temper, and went directly to the door with a big bag, and walked out after the old man opened the door.

He didn't mention anything about Meng Jin.

Only a fool would mention it.

It's best to pretend not to know.

After going out, he started to walk all the way back, and when he got to the inn, Xuanzang hadn't come back yet.

He was a little puzzled... Why didn't he just send the little girl to a clinic? Why did it take so long?
While thinking about it, he explained to the little guy that if a monk comes later, let him come directly to the room to find him, and then went upstairs with the bag.

Back in the house, he lit a candle, opened the bundle, and took out a scroll marked Hedong. After unfolding it, he suddenly saw a line of words:

"On March [-]th, Yu Sangquan saw a hundred practitioners coming from the direction of Hancheng. They said their surname was Xue. The team of hundreds of people was equipped with knives, swords, crossbows, and full-body armor. They stayed overnight and went to the Yuxiang Salt Mine early the next day. Going in the same direction. Wanting to follow up, I met seventy bandits when I went out of the city, and only sent ten people to fight against them, with a hundred breaths, and no one was left alive. If it failed, I retreated."

"On March [-], a caravan arrived at Sangquan to sell grain. One silver and one dou. If you don't have enough money, you can sign a contract of selling yourself. Five dou for men, three dou for women, and one dou for children. In one day, Sangquan has more than seven hundred Men and women go to the Yuxiang salt mine.”

"On March [-]th, the caravan is out of food, so leave."

"..."

This scroll records what a killer has seen and heard for three days.

But Li Zhen's hand holding the scroll was trembling.

(End of this chapter)