Start from the Martial Arts

"Looting Yixing Town?" Fang Xiu was stunned.

"They said it was looting, but actually... I think they want to capture Yixing Town." Masandao leaned close to Fang Xiu's ear and lowered his voice.

"Does the Changsheng Cult want to rebel?!" Fang Xiu's expression changed.

Yixing Town is located between Qingshi County and Tianze Prefecture, with the Yufeng Mountains to the north.

The mountain road of Yufeng Mountain connects Yixing Town and Tianzefu.

If Yixing Town is lost, the mountain road of Yufeng Mountain will not be protected, and the connection between Qingshi County and Tianze Prefecture will be cut off.

Of course, you can also take a detour and not take the mountain trail of Yufeng Mountain.

However, in this case, we must either take a detour from Jiulian County in the northwest, or take the water route from Yunmeng Lake in the east.

All have to go around in a big circle.

"These are just my guesses. You must not leak them out. In the final analysis, these have nothing to do with us. Just be our jailers." Masandao warned.

"Uncle Ma, don't worry, I will remember it."

Fang Xiu nodded, then changed the subject.

"Um...what's going on with the Thirty-Six Heavenly Gang Protectors?"

Masandao said: "The Immortality Cult has grown tremendously in recent years!

There were originally only eighteen guardians, but now they have increased to thirty-six.

It is said that these protectors are all martial arts masters.

Moreover, all of the top ten are masters of both internal and external skills!

The Ling Shuang we caught in Qingshi County was ranked ninth in the Thirty-Six Tiangang.

This time the fifth-ranked man seems to be injured, otherwise even the great martial artist wouldn't be able to capture him. "

"So strong?!" Fang Xiu's pupils tightened.

With Ling Shuang's strength, he was only ranked ninth.

This fifth-ranked protector might be as powerful as a great martial artist.

Li Shan once described the strength of the great martial arts masters. The weakest great martial arts master was twice as powerful as the Ming Jin martial arts master, and the force of his moves was at least six thousand kilograms.

Some top martial artists may have weighed close to 10,000 kilograms in their prime.

The most important thing is that strength is only the most basic ability of a great martial artist.

The strength of a great martial artist is highly concentrated, and has been strengthened from bright strength to dark strength. Any part of the body can instantly emit dark strength, making it difficult for people to guard against it.

Just imagine what the end would be like if you were hit by the dark energy of a great martial artist who had gathered thousands of kilograms of power and exploded inside your body.

It is conceivable that the strength of this five guardians of the Immortality Sect is quite astonishing.

"If I could absorb this person's skill..." A glimmer of light suddenly flashed in Fang Xiu's eyes.

He was already practicing his inner strength very quickly, but no matter how fast he was, it would definitely not be as fast as directly absorbing the immortal energy.

However, there is currently no chance to absorb the opponent's skill, let alone kill him.

"We can only wait slowly."

...

In the next half month, Fang Xiu took advantage of the meal delivery time to quietly observe the five guardians of the Immortality Sect.

This man's name is Ying Tianqi, and he can truly be called a tough guy.

Even though his lute bone was pierced and his pubic area was sealed, he remained silent despite being subjected to all kinds of torture in prison.

Seeing that Ying Tianqi had been tortured to death, Fang Xiu became a little anxious.

If Ying Tianqi's confession about the matter with the Changsheng Cult is useless, then Fang Xiu still has a chance to kill him.

Now that Ying Tianqi has not explained anything, he must not be touched, and he must be fed some tonics frequently to prevent him from dying.

Just like that, another half month passed.

After a month of torture, Ying Tianqi was already dying.

If it hadn't been for the various tonics brought in, he might have died.

However, things soon took a turn for the better.

On this day, a special visitor came to Fucheng Prison.

I saw Director Zhao accompanying an old man with gray hair and a ruddy complexion into the area where the cell number A was located.

"Master Li?"

Fang Xiu was startled, but he didn't expect that the old man was actually Li Feixiong, the master of Sanjue Martial Arts School.

Li Feixiong frowned slightly and looked Fang Xiu up and down: "Are you... Fang Xiu?"

"I've met Master Li."

Fang Xiu bowed respectfully.

"I heard Shan'er mention you before. Seeing that your divine light is restrained, it seems that you have already finished refining your meat and are gathering your strength?" Li Feixiong looked surprised.

"Master Li really has a sharp eye and can see through this junior's true nature at a glance." Fang Xiu complimented.

"You are very good. If I were not old and had no energy to train my disciples anymore, I would definitely put you under the door." Li Feixiong chuckled.

"Master Li is so complimentary." Fang Xiu could naturally tell that the other party was being polite.

"I didn't expect that Senior Li and Xiao Fang have such a connection."

Zhao Siyu smiled and looked at Fang Xiu a few more times.

He originally only knew that Fang Xiu had practiced martial arts at Sanjue Martial Arts School and had a decent talent, but he never expected that he would be valued by Li Feixiong, a great martial arts master.

Li Feixiong patted Fang Xiu on the shoulder to encourage him, then looked at Zhao Sijiao: "Master Zhao, let's go."

"Senior Li, please!" Zhao Siyu said respectfully.

The two of them walked toward the end of the aisle.

"That direction seems..." Fang Xiu thought thoughtfully, that's where Ying Tianqi was imprisoned.

...

Zhao Siyuan led Li Feixiong to the outside of cell No. 1.

Ying Tianqi, who was in ragged clothes and covered in blood mist, was lying on the straw mat, his eyes closed and motionless.

Dangdang!

Zhao Siyu knocked on the iron fence and made a noise.

"Ying Tianqi, someone is here to see you!"

At this time, Ying Tianqi suddenly opened his eyes and glanced at the figure outside the cell. When he saw the appearance of the old man next to Zhao Siyu, he sat up with a sneer on his lips.

"Brother! I didn't expect you to come here... Do you want to see how embarrassed I am?"

"Junior brother..." Li Feixiong lowered his eyes.

Zhao Siyu, who was standing by, heard the conversation between the two without any reaction. It was obvious that he had already known about this.

Ying Tianqi stared at Li Feixiong.

"Master Zhao, I want to talk to my junior brother alone for a few words, is it possible?"

After a moment of silence, Li Feixiong spoke first.

"This..." Zhao Siyu hesitated a little, then gritted his teeth and nodded: "Okay!"

"Thank you!" Li Feixiong clasped his fists towards Zhao Siyu.

"Senior, you are too kind... But I can only give you half a cup of tea."

"That's enough."

Li Feixiong nodded.

Zhao, the warden, turned and left, but he didn't go far, just in the middle of the aisle.

"Junior brother, why are you doing this?"

Li Feixiong sighed.

"Humph!" Ying Tianqi smiled coldly, "My good senior brother, if it weren't for you, others might not be able to keep me, right? I am here today, isn't it because of you!"

"I'm talking about why you are entangled with the Changsheng Sect..." Li Feixiong said in a deep voice.

"You don't have to be sympathetic!"

"Junior brother..."

...

Fang Xiu didn't know what Li Feixiong said to Ying Tianqi.

He only knew that after Li Feixiong left, Zhao, the warden, changed Ying Tianqi's cell to a clean one that night, and asked the small kitchen to improve Ying Tianqi's food.

In this way, another month passed, and Ying Tianqi's health improved a lot.

Zhao, the warden, smiled more and more, and sometimes he would enter the cell to chat with Ying Tianqi.

On this night shift, Ma Sandao and three policemen were playing Pai Gow, and Fang was watching them play out of boredom.

"Ah!"

Suddenly, a scream was heard outside the prison.