Qixia town catches the gods, patrolling the streets will become stronger

Chapter 107 Mediation of the Second School of Sword Qi, Goodbye to the Old Friend

"Who entrusted you?" Yan Ming asked.

"I can't tell you this at the moment."

"Is it a friend with four eyebrows?"

"Eh, how do you know?" Sikong Zhaixing was amazed.

Sure enough, Yan Ming confirmed his guess.

It seems that Lu Xiaofeng has already discovered that the Bliss Building is involved in the case of fake bank notes, so he wants to investigate, that's why Sikong Zhaoxing and Huamanlou appear here.

"Then how do you plan to investigate the Bliss Building?"

"It will take two days until the Bliss Building opens to welcome guests." Sikong Zaixing said vaguely.

"That still has to be detained."

After finishing speaking, Yan Ming mercilessly sealed Sikong Jiexing's meridians.

After finishing these, Yan Ming suddenly spoke.

"Friend, since you're here, don't watch the show."

As soon as he finished speaking, Hua Manlou also walked out slowly from behind the tree.

As soon as Yan Ming stretched out his hand, the fan pendant hanging on his fingertips appeared, and he pushed it with a gentle qi.

"Young master, are you here to look for this?"

Although Hua Manlou was blind, but he was very good at listening to the sound and distinguishing the position. He accurately connected the fan pendant in his hand and said with a smile.

"It's indeed mine, but since this friend likes it, it doesn't hurt to lend it to him for a few days."

"Yes yes yes!"

Sikong Zhaixing was about to speak, but when he saw Yanming's eyes, he held back again.

"It's yours, as long as it's yours, we don't allow theft in Qixia Town."

"Then thank you very much. I'm going down to Huamanlou, what's your address?" Huamanlou thanked you.

"Yan Ming."

"So you are the famous Yan Butou! It's a pleasure to meet you."

Hua Manlou had obviously heard of Yan Ming's name, but it was a pity that he couldn't see Yan Ming's face.

After finishing speaking, Yan Ming took Sikong Zaixing and left.

"This Yan catcher in Qixia Town is really powerful, and he can catch Sikong Zhaixing? You can't say that you have light kungfu, and your internal strength is so strong... It seems that you have met a very interesting character. Finally, can he help?"

Hua Manlou whispered to himself while turning his face sideways, and flicked his two fingers at the same time.

The moment he caught the fan pendant in the air just now, he had already sensed the tyranny of Yan Ming's true energy, and he couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Soon, Sikong Zhaixing became a new user of Qixia Town Prison.

The dragon-binding ropes on his body were taken away, only the meridians were sealed, and ordinary shackles were put on, and then he was placed in a small private room.

"Eagle Claw Sun, when are you going to let me out!" A voice asked.

But Yan Ming ignored him and left.

After Yan Ming left, Sikong Zhaixing jumped up and began to observe the prison.

Unlike ordinary dark, damp, and decaying cells, this place is very bright, the space is not cramped, and it is even brand new, as if it was built not long ago.

Sikong Zhaixing didn't expect that the prisons in this town were all different.

What made him even more unexpected was that there were inmates in the prison.

Several people were detained in the several cells opposite.

Sikong Zhaixing was stunned when he saw their faces clearly!

Wei Maiyi, number two of the twelve zodiac signs, Zuo Lengchan, the head of the Songshan School, Fei Bin, the master of Songyang, Lehou, the master of Yin and Yang, Lu Bai, the master of the crane...

Not only are they all masters, but they are all famous figures in the world!

Good guy, this level of luxury is almost catching up with the six-door prison in the capital, right?
Immediately, Sikong Zaixing was captured, and the aggrieved feeling in his heart was swept away, replaced by inquiry and curiosity on his face.

"Leader Zuo? Sect Leader Zuo, how did you get caught here? Aren't you a righteous person, why did you abandon the light and turn to the dark?"

"Don't dare to talk too much, I will cut your tongue after you get out!"

Zuo Lengchan's face was gloomy.

As soon as he spoke, Lu Bai and Le Hou next to him moaned in pain.

Before the two of them were cut by Yan Ming's domineering, they were seriously injured on the spot and almost died.

In the end, it was Yan Ming who didn't continue to kill in public, and they themselves had a solid foundation, so they survived.

But even so, the two of them were seriously injured, their meridians were broken, their martial arts were useless, and they would be useless after going out.

When they and Zuo Lengchan were first imprisoned, Fei Bin who arrived one step ahead of them was completely taken aback.

Fei Bin originally thought about letting Zuo Lengchan take charge of his anger after going out, but he didn't expect this to be the case.

Zuo Lengchan and Lu Bolehou were locked together, and after seeing their condition, he felt relieved.

Sitting there raised his true energy, but it still had no effect.

I don't know where Yan Ming learned this acupuncture technique, even the few of them who are masters can't break through the acupuncture points.

Wei Maiyi, on the other hand, looked up at Sikong Zhaixing, but he didn't recognize him, so he couldn't help asking.

"Who are you? Are you worthy of being locked up with us?"

Sikong Zhaixing didn't speak, but raised the shackles on his hands and looked them over.

Then there was a sudden muffled sound from the joints on his body.

"Huh?" Zuo Lengchan and Wei Maiyi both looked over strangely.

I saw that Sikong Zhaixing's originally thin body became even weirder. It seemed that the joints were dislocated and his arms were twisted at an angle far beyond that of ordinary people.

"This is... the bone shrinking skill?" Several people saw it.

Sikong Zhaixing's internal energy was sealed, but his bone shrinking skill was a child's skill he had practiced since he was a child, so he didn't need to use his internal energy at all.

clap la la...

Sikong Zhaixing freed his hands from the shackles, and then reattached the joints easily, just like eating and drinking.

It made Zuo Lengchan and Wei Maiyi look straight.

Sikong Zhaixing cocked his chin as if showing off, then he took out a thin wire from his hair and fiddled with the keyhole on the iron fence.

There is no lock in this world that can stop him from stealing the King of Kings.

"Be careful!" Zuo Lengchan and Wei Maiyi shouted together.

Sikong Zhaixing was taken aback for a moment, and hastily withdrew his hands.

A few thorns popped out from the iron fence, and then slowly retracted.

"What the hell? There are organs on the iron fence of the prison in this town?"

Sikong Zhaixing glanced at the few people opposite, obviously they had suffered losses before.

But Sikong Zhaixing still didn't intend to give up, and carefully tried again and again.

After figuring out the rules of the agency, Sikong Zhaixing took a lot of trouble and finally opened the keyhole.

With a creak, the iron door opened.

The rest of them all showed disbelief.

Seeing that Sikong Zhaixing was about to leave, they were in a hurry.

"Wait, open it for me too, I'll give you as much gold, silver and treasure as you want!" Wei Maiyi called.

"You help me out, you can choose whatever conditions you want!" Zuo Lengchan couldn't bear it anymore.

However, Sikong Zhaixing shook his head and curled his lips.

"I can't get out with you! That little head catcher is very tight."

Said, Sikong Zhaixing walked outside.

"This prison is interesting, I'll go ahead and explore the way!"

After finishing speaking, Sikong Zhaixing ran outside, leaving the others to look at each other.

But soon, the situation changed. The sound of the mechanism being triggered kept coming from outside, accompanied by Sikong Zhaixing's exclamation.

"Hey, what is this..."

After a while, Sikong Zhaixing became silent.

Soon, Yan Ming reappeared with several jailers.

In the corridor of the prison, dozens of spikes popped out densely, trapping Sikong Zhaixing in the middle.

He was so scared that he didn't dare to move, for fear that if he moved, he would be pierced into a hornet's nest.

Sikong Zhaixing was still full of depression. With his lightness kung fu, he might not be able to break through these traps, let alone his meridians being restrained.

The agency news produced by Zhu Ting is mainly focused on trapping the enemy, with little intention to kill. As long as Sikong Zhaixing stands still, there is no danger.

Yan Ming also wondered how Sikong Zhaixing escaped, this king of stealing kings is really different!
Soon, Sikong Zhaixing was thrown back into the prison, and he was searched carefully, a lot of odds and ends were confiscated, and he was handcuffed several times before giving up.

When Yan Ming left, Wei Mai couldn't bear to call out.

"Hey, try again, I know a lot of institutions here, maybe it will work this time?"

But Sikong Zhaixing shook his head like a rattle.

"Don't say anything. This head catcher is my nemesis. I will not say anything to stand against him in the future. It's too scary!"

But what surprised him even more was the structure of the prison. This is not what a prison in a small town should look like!Why is it that outrageous things are leaking everywhere in this town...

The next day, Yan Ming didn't come to the prison to investigate, because he was busy mediating disputes early in the morning - Yue Buqun and Feng Buping.

"Both of you, stop arguing. It's not a problem to keep arguing like this. I suggest you accept mediation."

"What mediation?"

Both sides thought it was a bit ridiculous. The Huashan faction's sword qi dispute had been going on for a long time, so how could it be so easy to mediate.

"My sword sect is the authentic sect of Mount Hua, and I should get to the bottom of it."

"Practice martial arts first, practice qi. Jianzong blindly pursues flashy things, and he has gone on the wrong path. Yan Butou, please be fair."

"stop!"

Yan Ming slapped the saber on the table, stopping their argument.

Have to say it works.

Ever since seeing Yan Ming's performance at the succession ceremony, Yue Buqun's attitude towards him has changed, and he no longer dares to regard him as a junior.

And Feng Buping also found out what happened in the past two days, and he was even more frightened when he saw Yan Ming.

This is the right to speak brought about by strength.

Yan Ming asked.

"Mr. Feng, what is your purpose?"

Feng Buping: "Take back the position of head of Mount Hua, and carry forward my philosophy of Jianzong."

"Master Yue, what about you?"

Yue Buqun: "The lintel of the Everbright Huashan School lives up to the ambition of the patriarch."

"The Huashan School is now in the Five Sacred Sword School, how strong is it?"

When asked this question, both of them were at a loss for words.

In fact, think about it, Huashan School has become the weakest branch of the Five Sacred Sword School since the infighting.

Even the Hengshan faction that was hit by Lianlian is stronger than them. At least there are still many disciples, including some outstanding ones. With the accumulation of resources, it is not impossible to become a master in the future.

That's why the Huashan School is so shabby, except for Yue Buqun Ningzhong, there are only three or two big cats and kittens.

"Among the master masters and elders of the Five Sacred Sword Sect, how many of you can secure victory?" Yan Ming asked again.

The two remained silent.

With Yue Buqun's current strength, it is estimated that he can beat Hengshan Sanding and Yujizi, but he dare not say that he can win against Mr. Mo Da.

Feng Buping was similar, otherwise he wouldn't have hoped to take advantage of the Songshan faction.

"Then you guys are still arguing!" Yan Ming slapped the table.

"After fighting and fighting, I didn't make any achievements. Does this have anything to do with what you said?"

Although Yan Ming's words were harsh, the two could not refute them.

Of course, the most important thing is that Yan Ming is too strong, if someone else pointed at their noses and scolded them like that, they would have turned their backs already.

"Now the leader of the Five Sacred Sacred Mountains has changed hands. There is no Songshan faction to give you orders. Leader Mo is extremely lenient to you. There is a demon sect outside. Do you still need me to remind you what to do?"

As soon as these words came out, Yue Buqun and Feng Buping looked at each other.

Without the suppression of the Songshan faction, Mo Xiaobei is still young, and it is a great time to develop his strength!
What the weak Huashan faction lacks the most is people. If Feng Buping and Yue Buqun can join forces, the Huashan faction will have several more masters at once, and there is a chance to recruit some apprentices...

They all understand these reasons, but when they met before, they quarreled and fought, and they couldn't talk properly.

"But... In this way, isn't my Sword Sect weaker than his Qi Sect?"

Feng Buping still couldn't pass that hurdle.

Yan Ming turned his head and winked, and Mo Xiaobei who was called by him stepped forward and put the two pieces of paper in front of the two of them.

"This is the mediation letter that the leader drafted for you overnight. If you have no objections, sign it. You have to take a good look at it. I haven't even finished the homework for you." Mo Xiaobei said.

"This……"

Yue Buqun looked at Mo Xiaobei's immature handwriting and frowned slightly.

Feng Buping was not happy after reading two lines: "Let me return to Huashan School and be Yue Buqun's subordinate, this is absolutely impossible!"

Feng Buping was about to slap the mediation document on the table, but when he saw Yan Ming's hand on the scabbard, he held back.

But the two continued to watch, and couldn't help raising their eyebrows.

Yan Ming whispered to the two of them for a while, trying to persuade them, but soon, they turned around and changed their minds.

Feng Buping was a little bit reluctant, but still said: "Okay, I agree with this plan."

Yue Buqun also nodded in agreement.

The two parties signed the mediation agreement with Yan Ming as the mediator and Mo Xiaobei, the leader of the Five Sacred Sacred Alliance, as the notary.

[Successfully mediated the dispute between the two sword qi sects of the Huashan School, and gained +30000 cultivation points]

Maybe it's because several Grandmasters are involved, and the rewards are already quite a lot, Yan Ming is still very satisfied.

This is also the reason why he worked tirelessly to deal with this matter.

When Yue Buqun and Feng Buping left, Yan Ming immediately used the cultivation points he had accumulated.

After so many times of adding points, he has long been familiar with it.

Not only proficient, but also according to a certain proportion.

More than half of the cultivation base is improved, and the rest is added to the exercises in turn.

Soon, a familiar feeling came over.

Shenzhao Sutra, Qinggong Treading Snow Wuhen, and Dragon Claw Grasping Hands have successfully risen to the third level, and other martial arts skills have also been improved to varying degrees.

And the progress of the cultivation base has also collapsed a lot, and it is not far from reaching the second stage of the Grandmaster Realm.

Yan Ming reckoned that if he could reach the second level, coupled with the power of Yun Daoshu, opponents below the Grand Master should not be a threat.

As soon as he walked out after finishing these, he was told that someone was looking for him.

"who is it?"

When Yan Ming raised his head, he saw two colleagues in six-door official uniform striding forward, and they were also his old acquaintances.

"Jiang Long Luoma!"

Yan Ming was also very surprised to see his old friend again.

The two were quite far away, so they hurriedly greeted each other.

"Brother Yan, let's meet again, alas, your name has almost worn out our ears!"

(End of this chapter)