Chapter 147: Revenge on the Same Day (5k)
Zhao Wumian returned to the room with a frown on his face.
He had a big question in his mind.
Why did Zeng Yiming have to explain all this specifically? Did everyone else know about it, or did he just tell himself?
His statement is unreliable.
Zeng Yiming said that he had a good relationship with the Guan family of Donghai, so he spoke out to give advice. Is there no one in the Central Plains? At least he and "Heavenly Sword" Pei Chonghe are close friends. The two of them have met on Mount Huashan many times and exchanged swordsmanship, but he didn't reveal it to the Little Heavenly Sword Pei Zuozhi... Or has he already revealed everything?
Zhao Wumian became more and more anxious.
He always felt that there was a big hand in the dark fanning the flames, with the purpose of increasing his chances of winning!
Showing courtesy for nothing is either cheating or stealing.
The most likely possibility is to wait until he successfully takes out the treasure and then attack him!
Logically speaking, Zeng Yiming is a decent person and should not have such a feeling, but when he was playing chess just now, he always had a sense of uneasiness as if a thorn was on his back. That feeling came from Zeng Yiming, or from behind Zeng Yiming!
"Something's wrong."
Zhao Wumian's mind raced, he suppressed his doubts, and the most urgent thing was to confirm whether Pei Zuozhi knew about it.
If he knows, then it's fine. If he doesn't know, then it's a big problem...
Just as I thought of this, there was a knock on the door.
It was Kang Jie, the true disciple of the Wutai Sect: "Sir."
Zhao Wumian tilted his head: "Speak."
Kang Jie: "Mr. Pei of Mingjian Villa has prepared a banquet in the lobby. We sincerely invite you to come."
Zhao Wumian: "Who are they?"
Kang Jie: "Ms. Tang Xinxue of the Tang Clan, Xu Qiong of the Sword-Forging Xu Clan, Bu Xiaochen, the Merciless Young Master of the Heavenly Blade Clan, and Zhuge Qian, the Young Master of the Zhuge Clan."
They are all young talents, and are all on the list of geniuses.
"Okay, I'll be there right away."
It's a good opportunity to gather intelligence.
Zhao Wumian waved to the red-maned lion on the bed: "Let's go and have a good meal."
The red-maned lion's eyes lit up and it leaped onto his shoulders, its steps extremely light and nimble as clouds and smoke.
Zhao Wumian said, "I haven't given you a name yet, so I think we should call you 'Hongxiu'. Clouds have no intention of leaving the mountains, and birds know to return when they are tired of flying. How do you think?"
"Ow~"
"nice! You love it."
The man and the beast walked out of the room and looked down. Sure enough, there was a big table in the lobby, with good wine and delicious food on it.
There were six chairs at the table, and five of them were already sitting there.
Zhao Wumian strode over.
Little Sky Sword Pei Zuozhi stood up first, followed by the others.
Pei Zuozhi was a man who was always proud and arrogant, looking down on others. He looked down on people he didn't like, but if they did, he would always be polite to them. After all, he was a descendant of a famous family in the south of the Yangtze River. No matter how unlearned he was, he had a strict teacher at home and was influenced by him, so he couldn't be that bad.
"Brother Hua."
Pei Zuozhi clasped his fists, raised his eyebrows and smiled: "I am Pei Zuozhi, I hope I didn't disturb your sweet dream."
"No, you're welcome, Mr. Pei."
Zhao Wumian looked at him and said, "Senior Zeng just called me over to talk to him for a few words, and I woke up early."
Pei Zuozhi smiled and said, "It's really rare. A great man like Feihong Sword is so dignified and difficult to approach. It seems that he also treats Brother Hua differently."
"..."
Zhao Wumian looked at his expression, which showed nothing unusual. He thought to himself, it’s over. He is targeting me!
There was nothing unusual about Pei Zuozhi. Either his acting skills were good, or they didn't even look for him!
Something is wrong!
We must contact Mao Xiang as soon as possible and find more cards!
Pei Zuozhi said: "Brother Hua is a master of the East Sea's unique skills. His previous move was so shocking that even the Third Young Master of the Hou Family couldn't stop it. I admire you! Since Senior Zeng has spoken, I believe Brother Hua has also obtained a place to enter the mountain. Today is a rare opportunity. Let's get to know each other so that we can look after each other when we are in danger."
Pei Zuozhi finished speaking and led the young man with the jade flute hanging from his waist: "Young Master of the Heavenly Blade Sect, Young Master Wuqing, Bu Xiaochen."
Zhao Wumian clasped his fists and said, "He is the top of the list of geniuses. His name is well-known."
Bu Xiaochen returned the greeting and said with a calm smile: "Brother Hua has lived in the East China Sea for a long time, so he may not have heard of the rumors. Many people say that I am not worthy of the title of the top. Let's be more relaxed and forget about these false names."
He looked calm and spoke in an open-minded manner, but there was still a gloomy look in his eyes.
Zhao Wumian could see that this kid was still unwilling to accept it, but it didn’t matter. As long as his identity was not revealed, he would not find fault with him. Even if it was revealed, there was nothing to worry about in the third realm.
"You are not the only one who is said to be unworthy of the title. I, the runner-up, am also one of them!"
Pei Zuozhi replied with a sneer on his face and a proud expression, not hiding his resentment, which was consistent with his previous temperament. He turned to the woman in yellow and said, "This is Tang Xinxue, the successor of the Tang Clan's inner fortress. She is proficient in hidden weapons and whip techniques, and she is as good as any man."
Zhao Wumian nodded and said, "No. 10 on the Xiaoyao Ranking, the successor of 'Whip God' Jiao Yangyan, I have heard of your name for a long time."
Tang Xinxue was a little surprised and said, "It seems that 'seeing is believing' is right. I heard that Mr. Hua caused a big commotion in Wanshou Villa not long ago. I thought you were a tyrannical person, but isn't this quite friendly?"
Zhao Wumian flapped his folding fan, acting like a rich young man, and said with a smile: "You have to be a bit arrogant, otherwise you would be beaten to death in the Central Plains where there are many hidden dragons and crouching tigers!"
"Hahaha."
Tang Xinxue giggled, and the expressions of the others became more relaxed. It seemed that he was at least a man who knew how to deal with things.
The last two are a down-and-out young man, Xu Qiong, from the Xu family, a family of sword-making.
His real name is "Xu Qiong". After the fortune teller Bancunshe interpreted his fate, it was concluded that he had a life with "both wealth and killing power". The power of the wealth star and the seven killing stars in his fate were very strong, but the power of the owner himself was relatively weak. He could not withstand the influence of such strong wealth and killing, so he could only choose one of them.
So Xu Qiong changed "Qiong" to "Qiong", and was willing to be down and out. He lost all his money and was willing to kill, and mastered the Xu family's casting skills. His skills are the best among the younger generation of the Xu family. He is also the only person in the Xu family in a hundred years who has mastered the highest skill of the Xu family, "Iron Refining Hands". He ranks fourth on the list of geniuses and has powerful means.
The other is a Taoist priest wearing a lotus crown, who was born into the Qimen Zhuge family and whose name was Zhuge Qian. He had been practicing the Wuhou school's Qimen techniques since he was young and was also a genius. He was the only person in the Zhuge family in decades who had mastered all four techniques.
Zhao Wumian greeted them one by one.
Pei Zuozhi said: "Sit down. The entire lobby is covered with [sound-absorbing stones], let's have a good chat. Brother Hua, you also heard what the old woman withered bones said before. Do you think the Wutai Sect will take action against the person who took the treasure this time?"
Everyone else looked over.
Zhao Wumian sat down, stroking his wine glass and pondering, "Maybe. If it is really a divine weapon, Wutai Sect will definitely not let it go easily. But everyone is followed by elders from their own family. Wutai Sect does not have the ability to kill everyone. Even if they want to do something, they will not do it openly. I am not worried about Wutai Sect. After all, they are an upright sect and they still have a bottom line in their actions. What I am worried about is the White Lotus Sect..."
"That's true."
Tang Xinxue nodded: "Maha Zunwang Gu Ming showed up at the Wanshou Villa, intending to seize the villa's exotic beasts. I'm afraid he has ulterior motives. This man is the descendant of the Zongheng lineage, and he is sharp-tongued and good at stirring up trouble everywhere. With him around, the Wutai Sect is not in danger."
"And the court."
Bu Xiaochen obviously had not forgotten the "Zhao Wumian" who was suppressing them, and reminded them: "I heard that Lu Guangda also invited Jingyuan Earl Zhao Wumian. This person once tied with Tiangongtang's Li Tianran, and his comprehension and aptitude are very high. If he, a lackey of the court, knows about it, the court will naturally know about it, and they will definitely not let go of the artifact. Maybe the Jinyiwei spies have already been dispatched, just waiting for the snipe and the clam to fight, so that the fisherman can benefit! What on earth did the Wutai Sect think?! They actually reported it to the court!"
Zhao Wumian: “…”
Xu Qiong frowned and said, "It's a bit wrong. The Wutai Sect's behavior is as if this artifact is a hot potato. They invite everyone and can't wait to give it away... Why are they in such a hurry? There may be something hidden here."
“No matter how good a magic weapon is, if you can’t take it out and use it, it’s just trouble.”
Pei Zuozhi sighed: "The White Lotus Sect and the Imperial Court are located in the northwest, and maybe the other three sects as well. With so many people vying for this one thing, whoever gets it will be in danger."
Everyone sighed and groaned. They would be worried if they couldn't get it, and they would still be worried if they got it.
"That's not necessarily the case."
Zhuge Qian said solemnly, "Since ancient times, heavenly artifacts have had extraordinary powers. Zhao Wumian got the Eight Formations Diagram to recognize him as his master, prayed to the heaven for seven days, and drowned an army of 130,000. He can use four plates of magic at will, and can turn the world upside down and move mountains and seas! What if this artifact also has extraordinary powers? A good tiger cannot stand up to a pack of wolves, so it shouldn't be difficult for him to escape."
"Eight formations..."
Pei Zuozhi looked at Zhuge Qian: "This must be something from your ancestors..."
Zhuge Qian's expression remained unchanged: "My ancestor died of illness at Wuzhangyuan, and it was difficult for future generations to inherit the magic weapon. The Eight Diagrams Diagram shattered and scattered across the world. It no longer belongs to the Zhuge family."
Having said that, he still clenched his fist, and his knuckles turned slightly white.
A look of sympathy flashed across Pei Zuozhi's face.
It is indeed very sad that one's own treasure does not recognize one's own family... Bu Xiaochen said: "Speaking of which...if Zhao Wumian comes, will he bring the Eight Diagrams?"
Zhuge Qian shook his head: "To fully exert the power of the Eight Arrays, the fourth realm is the minimum requirement. The last time Zhao Wumian prayed to the heavens, he should have used the Return to Origin Array, sacrificing at least one fourth realm and two third realms to form the Three Talents, which can help him temporarily improve his skills. During the spellcasting, if there is a mistake in the array, the effort will be in vain. This time is different from the previous time. The danger is greatly increased. He dares to use the Eight Arrays magic so brazenly. Wang Baobao and the Wushen Cult will definitely try their best to catch him. If he is smart, he will not use it when there are few people... He seems not to have come. After returning to Beijing from the southeast, he has been in seclusion."
"Hehe, Whale Blade, Shark Sword..."
Pei Zuozhi sneered, "This kid has no shortage of treasures wherever he goes, and he has the Eight Diagrams in his hand. He probably doesn't want to put himself in danger. Leave him alone! There are still a few people coming, Li Tianran, Zhang Guangxian, Ye Zongyuan, Monk Liaoxin... The others are secondary. According to speculation, entry should be related to age, and others cannot enter! Those of us who enter should be more careful and don't fight each other, otherwise others will reap the benefits."
Tang Xinxue immediately said, "I agree. With the divine weapon in hand, it's useless for others to fight for it. In this case, it's better to save the meaningless fighting, keep a useful body, and concentrate on resisting the conspirators behind the scenes!"
Innocent……
Zhao Wumian sighed in his heart and showed his approval on his face: "I agree too!"
The remaining few people looked at each other, knowing that this was impossible, and they could only express their opinions in this way.
As to whether expressing one's stance is useful, everyone has an answer.
This meal was OK.
After dinner, Zhao Wumian returned to his room, increasingly unable to suppress the uneasy feeling in his heart.
Intuition is something irrational and may not necessarily come true, but Zhao Wumian has experienced many battles and has never had such a strong sense of danger.
This feeling prompted him to grab every possible power to protect himself!
First, Mao Xiang must be contacted. With him, we will have the Ming Dynasty’s army, artillery, and intelligence!
Second, we must unite all the forces under our control.
Zhao Wumian took out the Qiankun bag, which contained a lot of good things.
The secret book is useless now, and ordinary weapons are also useless. Yanjia cannot be made now, but it is necessary to charge Taibai Star, and the life-saving pills are enough. Finally, after searching for a long time, there is one thing that can strengthen himself and can be used immediately - the [Ghost Control Pill] that can control the strong men in the fourth realm!
This thing is a fine product made by a Japanese alchemy master according to the recipe passed down by Xu Fu.
After taking it, people can be controlled just like ghosts are driven away!
Zhu Biao gave him the elixir with the intention of using it to deal with the Japanese pirates on the Southeast Kou Island. Zhao Wumian found it useless, so he joined forces with the navy to defeat them, and the elixir was kept.
"For whom?"
Zhao Wumian's mind immediately flashed with Zeng Yiming's image, but this man was extremely skilled in martial arts and had a decent style. He didn't seem to be pretending. It seemed like someone was using him. Putting the elixir on him might weaken his defense. Besides that...
Skeleton grandmother!
That damn old woman!
Zhao Wumian raised his eyebrows slightly and decided on the candidate, it was her!
She is obedient to Hou Yang, so there is a good chance that he can turn her into a "ghost soldier", which will not only strengthen himself but also weaken the Hou family, and also prevent that Hou guy from causing trouble!
If he wasn't worried about causing a sensation, he should have dealt with Hou Yang as well.
"I'll spare your life first."
Zhao Wumian let Hongxiu go to sleep first. He sat at the table, pondered for a moment, took out a pen and paper and wrote a letter, ready to give it to Mao Xiang. Then he took out the [Meng Ji Robe] and put it on. He turned around, dived into the ground, and disappeared without a trace.
There are only a few inns in the entire Anding City. Given Hou Yang's style, if he can't stay in the best one, he will stay in the second best one.
He is most likely at "Mohu Inn"!
Zhao Wumian recalled the map in his mind and went straight there. As expected, he found them at Mohu Inn.
——The dead bodies are very recognizable.
Hou Yang was injured and was still sulking and making trouble upstairs.
The bone-deep grandmother acted like she was coaxing her grandson. She was amiable and was cooking in the kitchen of the inn, making some Hunan dishes that Hou Yang was used to. While she was cooking, a smile bloomed on her old face, showing that she truly loved him.
Feelings such as family affection and love are the easiest and best to utilize.
A gleam of light flashed across Zhao Wumian's eyes.
He first ordered Yanjia Taibaixing to go out and make a gesture to attack Hou Yang. Granny Kugu had been concerned about Hou Yang's safety, and seeing this, she immediately reminded Hou Yang to protect himself by controlling the corpses. Hou Yang knew the corpse explosion technique, and with more than thirty dead bodies, even those from the fourth realm could be held back for a while, and then he rushed out of the inn and chased after Yanjia!
She was concerned about Hou Yang's safety, so she would not chase him too far. Tai Baixing would not run away either, and chose to fight with her.
Zhao Wumian took this opportunity to change his face into Hou Yang's appearance, and pretended to chase after her, and met the withered bone grandmother.
What happened next was a natural progression.
This "Hou Yang" also understood "The Record of Tears of Blood" and looked the same, so Granny Ku Gu had no doubts.
When Taibaixing turns to attack "Hou Yang", she will definitely fight to the death to protect him, and then Zhao Wumian will have the opportunity to cooperate with others and take him by surprise.
"laugh!"
Zhao Wumian pressed the vital point behind her waist with one finger!
At this time, Zhao Wumian was within her outer protective shield, and there was no hindrance when he attacked. In addition, his finger strength was fast and fierce, and the withered bone old woman who was fighting fiercely with Taibaixing with a crutch was immediately hit - the Mingmen acupoint is the root of the human vitality and the gateway to life. With one finger tap, it impacted the spine, breaking the qi mechanism, injuring the qi and stagnating the blood!
The skeleton-like old woman's body suddenly froze, her face turned pale and blue.
"you……"
Before she could react, Taibaixing from the Fourth Realm pointed his sword at her again.
The skeleton-like old woman screamed and vomited blood.
Zhao Wumian casually stuffed the [Ghost-controlling Pill] into her mouth.
The pill takes effect quickly.
The skeleton grandmother had her eyes tightly closed, her face was in pain and her expression was ferocious. The powerful power of the medicine emanated from it, making her body turn dark blue like a ghost. When she opened her eyes, her dark pupils were filled with bloodshot and her dark red pupils were flickering. She looked like an evil ghost crawling out of hell!
It became.
Zhao Wumian looked into her eyes, added another layer of insurance, and used the magic technique of "The Magic Seeding Technique" to control her mind: "From now on, obey my orders."
The old lady with dry bones looked numb and blank: "Yes..."
……
The skeleton grandmother disappeared mysteriously.
Hou Yang waited in the inn for a long time, but she didn't come back.
He finally realized something was wrong, and went out to look for it with a large group of people. Following the smell of blood, they came to the previous battlefield and saw a pool of blood on the ground.
When the scarlet color entered his eyes, he suddenly collapsed to the ground, as if all the strength in his body had been drained away. His face turned pale and he muttered to himself, "It's over... It's all over..."
……
In the next few days, as the agreed time got closer, elites from various factions arrived one after another.
Wudang Ye Zongyuan, Longhushan Zhang Guangxian, Yin Yang Dao Xue Wei, Tiangongtang Li Tianran, Shaolin Liaoxin...
Zhao Wumian had already met Ye Zongyuan, Zhang Guangxian, Li Tianran and others.
The only person I saw was Monk Liaoxin from Shaolin Temple.
Zhao Wumian had to admit that this monk looked very good.
His charm must be at least 46 or 47 points, very much like a "demon monk".
His eyes were as bright as stars, his lips were red and his teeth were white, his face was as fair as a young girl, but his gentle expression and elegant demeanor were incomparable to any other woman in the world.
"I am grateful to the donor."
Monk Liaoxin got acquainted with everyone and finally bowed to Zhao Wumian, who returned the greeting.
Then they raised their heads and looked at each other.
"..."
Zhao Wumian felt a chill down his spine and his scalp tingled. He thought to himself, great! Here comes another monster!
This monk gave him a sense of danger no less than Li Tianran!
This is no longer something the younger generation can bring.
This kind of oppression cannot be developed in just twenty years.
There's something wrong with this guy!
Big question!
Either they are like the Child-Fairy of Tianshan, who is old but looks young. However, such people cannot pass the bone age barrier and cannot enter the secret realm. The other situation is to enter a soul realm and be reborn by borrowing a body!
Zhao Wumian was alert as the situation was becoming more and more complicated.
……
Fill in a little yesterday
(End of this chapter)
