eurekapd Chapter 148 The person blocking the road, Xiaotang Master
Chapter 148 The person blocking the road, Xiaotang Master
"Ah (O_o)? I didn't expect that she is actually my... aunt!!!"
Wen Yanzhao widened his eyes, hardly daring to believe what his grandfather said.
Wen Lin showed a look of regret on his face:
"Don't say you don't believe it. Even I, your grandfather, couldn't believe it when I heard your uncle say it."
"The two of them should have been a beautiful story, but because of sect rules and prejudices, they created an ill-fated relationship."
After hearing the shocking news about his uncle Wen Hujiu, Wen Yanzhao was also filled with emotion.
"It seems that everyone in the Shaobai world is in love, but no couple has a happy ending..."
'Even someone as strong as Li Changsheng still gave up the Dachun Divine Art that no one in the world could obtain for the sake of his beloved!'
"Alas... I, Wen Yanzhao, should just practice diligently and avoid touching women for the time being!"
"Even if I'm looking for a wife, I want someone from a clean family with no connections..."
"Zhao'er, what are you thinking about?"
Seeing Wen Yanzhao daydreaming, Wen Lin couldn't help but call out softly.
"Ah... I'm not thinking about anything..."
Wen Yanzhao shook his head and responded.
Wen Lin took the Poison Scripture and put it aside, saying with a smile:
"Let your uncle make his own decision. He knows his limits."
"There will be a poison testing meeting on the sixth day of next month. Grandpa wants you to go with your two uncles, but you have to remember one thing!"
Wen Yanzhao asked with a smile:
"Grandpa, there's something to pay attention to!"
Wen Lin said seriously:
"The Jianghu is so vast that even the aristocratic sects that use poison like us are treated differently. You must not get your hands on the blood of other sects this time."
"Although our Wen family is unrivaled in poison, we still have to maintain social etiquette. The emperor of Tianqi City will definitely not let the Wen family go easily. Grandpa is mainly worried that you have made too many enemies. What if something unexpected happens..."
Wen Yanzhao put his arm around Wen Lin:
"Grandpa, my grandson has now reached the level of Half-Step Divine Wandering. In such a big world, how many people are there who have reached Half-Step Divine Wandering?"
"When your grandson and I walk outside, it's not us who should be worried, but them!"
"I've made myself angry, so I'll spread the poison all over the Pingqing Palace. I want to see if the emperor can handle it!"
Wen Lin laughed loudly upon hearing this:
"He is indeed my grandson, Wen Lin. He has the same demeanor as my grandfather did!"
"That's right. If Emperor Tai'an wants to do something bad to my grandson, this poison book in Grandpa's hand is just the right thing to test them!"
The grandfather and grandson looked at each other and laughed, and then the laughter stopped.
Wen Yanzhao took out a goose yellow note from his arms, and there seemed to be a smell of wine on the note.
"Zhao'er, this is...?"
Wen Lin glanced at the note and asked.
Wen Yanzhao exerted his internal strength, and three words suddenly appeared on the note - "Xin Baicao".
"Grandpa, this person is the key to the art of medicine man, and this note was given to Zhao'er by the Confucian Immortal."
Wen Lin's expression suddenly became extremely serious:
"Senior Gu Chen, did he...did he really give it to you?"
Wen Yanzhao nodded:
"He told Zhao'er that if he wanted to learn the complete art of medicine, he had to find Xin Baicao, the heir of the Medicine King."
"In order to prevent any trouble, Zhao'er plans to head to Medicine King Valley tomorrow!"
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Tianqi City, Baixiao Hall.
"Squeak...Boom...Crack..."
In a huge dark room with two floors, countless mechanisms for transmitting intelligence are operating day and night.
The people responsible for checking in and transmitting information all wore devil masks on their faces, which looked a bit creepy.
Ji Ruofeng was not wearing the Prajna mask, and he stood with his hands behind his back with a serious expression.
Next to him stood an ugly woman, twisting a piece of paper in her hand:
"Master, Mr. Li has already left Tianqi City with Baili Dongjun and Yin Luoxia, and is now heading towards the Yishui River, a hundred miles outside the city!"
Ji Ruofeng frowned when he heard this:
"A few days ago, I broke into the Forbidden Palace alone and defeated two masters who were half a step into the Divine Wandering stage."
"It's only been less than ten days, and he hurriedly left Tianqi with his new disciples. Li Changsheng can hide it from the world, but he can't hide it from Bai Xiaotang!"
The woman put away the note and asked:
"Master, do you really want to go and intercept them alone for those things?"
"It would be fine if Li Changsheng really lost all his martial arts, but if he didn't... you would be going to die in vain!"
Ji Ruofeng took out the Prajna mask from his arms and put it on his face, as if he had it all planned out:
"There is no answer in the world that I, Ji Ruofeng, cannot find!"
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Outside Tianqi City, on the banks of the Yishui River.
"Dong Jun, you told me last night that there was a woman wearing a white veil on the 32nd Pavilion of the Jiaofang, and she gave you a scent bag, right?"
Li Changsheng was sitting on the left shaft driving the carriage and asked Baili Dongjun on the right shaft.
"Indeed, she even asked me to call her Master's Wife. Master, do you know about her and my Master Ruxian?"
Baili Dongjun looked sad and his tone was a little low.
Li Changsheng sighed and said slowly:
"Back then, your master fell in love with this woman, but later they were separated because of the war between Beili and Xichu to destroy each other!"
"That pot of wine is what your master owed her. She made a promise with the Confucian Immortal that once he brewed Peach Blossom Moonfall, he would come find her and marry her..."
"If he doesn't come, or lets someone else do it, then the Confucian Immortal will be dead."
Baili Dongjun remained silent, his mind filled with the voice and appearance of his master Ruxian.
At this time, hearing from Li Changsheng the poignant and touching love story between Ruxian and Yueluo made Baili Dongjun even more sad.
Yin Luoxia leaned her head out of the car and saw Baili Dongjun with her head down and tears in her eyes.
She called softly:
"Master Baili, you must be missing your master, Ruxian, again."
Baili Dongjun nodded, his voice choking:
"Yes, if he were still alive, Master should hang this pot of peach blossoms and moonlight on the 32nd pavilion of the Jiaofang!"
Seeing Baili Dongjun so sad, Li Changsheng almost blurted out that the Confucian immortal was still alive in the world.
He quickly held it back and changed the subject:
"Dong Jun, I'm a little tired. Let's go another fifteen miles. You can drive for me while I go and rest."
Baili Dongjun turned his head away and wiped away his tears with his sleeve:
"Disciple, obey!"
In order to ease the atmosphere, Yin Luoxia lifted the car curtain and deliberately said:
"Master Baili, this horse is so majestic! It's a hundred miles from Tianqi City to Yishui River, and we got there so quickly!"
Baili Dongjun's mood also eased a lot at this time. Hearing this, he couldn't help but feel curious:
"Yes... Master, where did you catch this horse?"
Li Changsheng laughed loudly at this time:
"Silly disciple, this is the Fierce Wind Divine Horse, how can it not be fast?"
Baili Dongjun was shocked when he heard this:
"That's impossible. This horse is white, and my Fierce Wind is red..."
"Hey, I painted it on!"
Li Changsheng laughed out loud and slapped the horse's butt. The white ash fell off, revealing a palm-sized blood-red hair.
Baili Dongjun turned his head and looked at Li Changsheng with a strange expression:
"Master...is this necessary?!"
Li Changsheng shook the reins:
"White clothes, white hair and a white horse, this is the true appearance of an immortal! I am a banished immortal, so of course this is necessary..."
"drive!"
The horse, with its trunk in hand, headed north along the Yishui River.
Just as the three men and their horse were galloping along the river, Fierce Wind Horse suddenly stopped, as if frightened by something.
Li Changsheng grabbed the reins and looked up. Fifty steps ahead, a guy in red clothes, black hair and a mask fell from the air.
Baili Dongjun also saw the man. He naturally recognized his identity, so he jumped off the carriage, looked at the man and shouted:
"Ji Ruofeng, it's you!"
Ji Ruofeng clasped his fists and said:
"It's me! Mr. Li, Ji Ruofeng has been waiting for you here for a long time!"
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