Dafeng Night Watchman

Chapter 481: Chapter 481 Advance Preparation



Tiandihui, Jinlian is really a genius at naming... Xu Qi'an sighed inwardly and told his plan.

As he listened, Chu Yuanzhen suddenly felt something was wrong and sent a letter:

[Wait, what makes you the main force? Even if you are promoted to the fourth rank, you can't be a match for Jeanne. ]

Everyone reacted suddenly.

Especially Li Miaozhen, who witnessed Xu Qi'an's promotion to the fourth rank. No one understands Xu Qi'an better than her.

No matter how invincible he is in the fourth rank, the fourth rank is still the fourth rank, still a mortal, far from the third rank, which has stuck countless warriors.

And Jeanne is the second rank of Taoism.

Two great realms, a world of difference.

Xu Qi'an sent a letter: [I am the third rank. ]

???

The people of Tiandihui were once again hit by a frenzy, and their minds were full of question marks.

What did I hear? This kid is the third rank?! Did he get into the bad habit of bragging after hanging out with Confucianists for too long... Chu Yuanzhen was stunned..

Bastard, you are too bullying. When we first met in Yunzhou, you were just an eighth-grade copper gong!! The little soul in Li Miaozhen's body screamed.

Others were shocked.

At this moment, everyone in the Tiandihui recalled the scene when No. 3 first got the fragment of the Earth Book. At that time, he was still a small person who was frightened by Taoist Zilian.

That was October last year.

In total, it was almost exactly one year. It only took him one year to step out of the realm of mortals and become a real, transcendent existence.

A third-grade warrior has a strong vitality and a long lifespan. It is no problem for him to live for hundreds of years.

He is no longer a mortal.

Can someone really be promoted from eighth grade to third grade within a year? I'm afraid that the Confucian saints of the past didn't have this strength......

Everyone in the Tiandihui has their own opportunities, and everyone is a gifted young genius, but they have to admit that they are indeed mediocre in front of Xu Qiyan.

Why don't you talk? Are you all autistic... Seeing that no one spoke for a long time, Xu Qiyan sent a letter:

[Brother Chu, when you return to the capital, remember to bring Erlang back with you. Send him to Yunlu Academy to meet my second uncle and aunt. ]n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

The house deed and land deed of Jianzhou were bought secretly when he went to Quanrong Mountain that day. He didn't tell anyone. He went to Quanrong Mountain alone at that time... Thinking of this, Xu Qiyan frowned and found that he seemed to have forgotten something. At that time, Cao Qingyang invited me to a banquet at Quanrong Mountain, so I went alone, and then bought a house on the way, and then met the ancestor of the Wulin League...... Well, nothing wrong.

[Four: I understand, I will return to the capital overnight. You ask Si Tianjian to prepare Qi- replenishing pills for me. ]

If he died of exhaustion, he could return to the capital within three hours if he used all his strength to fly the sword. It was late at night, and he could take a short nap and take pills to recover his Qi, so as not to delay important matters.

After ending the group chat, Xu Qi'an collected the fragments of the Earth Book, pulled out the Taiping Sword with his backhand, and cut off his little finger.

"Even if I don't use the Vajra Invincibility, it is difficult to hurt my body with the sharpness of the Taiping Sword. I must use the Qi to transform it into sword Qi!"

Xu Qi'an nodded, and was extremely satisfied with his current physique.

Immediately, he felt the wound on his little finger, and the cells were dividing at a terrifying speed, trying to repair the wound.

He forced himself to hold back this "instinct", picked up the little finger, and moved to the broken part.

The flesh and blood moved, and the little finger was reconnected, restored to its original state, without any scars.

He examined himself: "Every cell of a third-rank warrior is filled with a huge breath of life. If there is a microscope, my cells should be different from those of ordinary humans.

"Uh, will this make me sterile?! It shouldn't be the case. There are half-demons in this world, which means that the reproductive isolation rules cannot apply to this world. Just look at Song Qing's terrible life grafting technique. I was so scared that I didn't think about it at the time... "A fourth-rank warrior swallowing blood pills to advance is almost a life-or-death struggle. No, it's a life-or-death struggle. No wonder almost no one dares to take this path. No wonder there are so many Dafeng warriors, but only the King of Zhenbei is a third-rank warrior. "And the means of refining blood pills with tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of living people are not understood by crude warriors. The Taoist sect controls this secret technique. The King of Huai got the help of the Taoist leader of the Earth Sect. As for whether wizards and sorcerers understand it, it is still unknown.

"As for someone like me, I can only say that my father is really good because a top warrior voluntarily gave up some of his blood essence to condense a blood pill to help me advance. Well, Jianzheng also contributed. Without his arrangement, I would not have been able to lay the foundation in advance.

"The gift from Duke Wei was out of emotion and inheritance. I don't know why Jianzheng gave it, but I know part of it now. Hey, isn't it just killing the emperor? The dynasty is the foundation of the sorcerer. If Jianzheng kills the emperor, he will be backfired by his luck. "I'm different. I'm just a warrior. Moreover, I have luck and am not afraid of backlash. But killing the emperor will eventually bring karma."

He played with his little finger, recalling his physical condition just now.

"After the third grade, a warrior can not only regenerate a broken limb, but also connect the remaining limbs. The former consumes his own blood essence. If he keeps regenerating a broken limb, he will sooner or later be exhausted and worn out.

"The latter consumes very little, after all, he does not need to regenerate the body. In addition, in the early stage of the third grade, he will die if his head is cut off. Because the soul is not strong enough. This is my situation now.

"In the middle stage of the third rank, the soul catches up with the body. At that time, even if the head is chopped off, a new skull can be grown and the soul can be returned. But if the soul is targeted by a wizard or a Taoist master in this situation, the risk of death is still very high.

"In addition, if the body is dismembered and the parts cannot be quickly restored, even if it is a third rank, it will cause excessive loss of blood and essence due to instinctive repair and soon become disappointed. In other words, dismemberment is the best way to kill a high-

ranking warrior.

"Hiss~ So how terrible is Shenshu?"

Shenshu was dismembered, and was sealed in Sangpo for 500 years. In 500 years, his blood and essence were not lost completely and he still had vitality. In addition, Shenshu's soul also

lasted for 500 years without being wiped out...

The higher the cultivation level, the more you understand how terrible Shenshu is.

How strong is Shenshu at the peak level? Can he kill an old supervisor with one punch? Xu Qiyan stepped into the air, and flew away in the sound of the "boom" explosion of the Qi.

A third-grade warrior can fly in the air by relying on the Qi. Among the means of flying in the air of various systems, this is forced flying, which consumes the most and is the slowest. The flying speed is the slowest in the same realm.

However, if it is on land, the speed of the warrior is the fastest.

Even if it is a sorcerer who controls teleportation, unless it can be teleported to more than ten miles or dozens of miles in one breath, otherwise, the short-distance teleportation can easily

be caught up by the explosive power of the warrior.

Then he took him away with a set of close-range moves.

Soon, the capital was in sight.

Xu Qiyan landed on the ground, disguised as the handsome guy in his previous life, mixed

into the bustling crowd, and became one of the common people.

He returned to the Stargazing Tower, jumped onto the Bagua Platform together, and landed

steadily beside the Supervisor with a "click" in the whistling wind.

"Where is Senior Brother Yang?" Xu Qiyan asked the old Supervisor.

"I'm afraid he can't stand the blow and is locked up underground." The supervisor said

expressionlessly.

Life is already so difficult, can't I have some fun with Senior Brother Yang......Xu Qi'an muttered, and then said: "I have entered the third rank, please trouble the supervisor."

The supervisor nodded and slapped Xu Qi'an on the head.

The wheels rumbled.

The luxurious carriage made of rosewood stopped outside Lingbao Temple.

After disguising himself, Xu Qi'an got out of Lin'an's carriage. The charming little queen lifted her skirt and jumped down steadily with the support of Xu Qi'an.

Bian Bian walked to the door of Lingbao Temple with a graceful manner, raised her chin

slightly, and said in a sweet voice: "This palace wants to see the national teacher, um, is my

father here?"

"Your Majesty is not in the temple."

The little Taoist boy guarding the door immediately went into the temple to report, and after

a while, he returned quickly and said: "Your Highness, the national teacher wants to see you."

Bian Bian led Xu Qian'an inside.

"Your Highness, tomorrow, no matter what happens, don't hate me..."

Bian Bian blinked her charming peach blossom eyes and said in a tender voice: "No... Are you

going to get engaged?!"

The voice suddenly rose.

Xu Qian'an shook his head and wanted to hold her hand, but then he thought about it and gave up. The big shark might have "seen" it.

A mature sea king, holding a steel fork in his hand, must know how to stab the right fish at the

right time.

Now is obviously inappropriate, and the smell of blood will stimulate the ferocity of the big

shark inside.

Near Luo Yuheng's quiet courtyard, Lin An was left waiting outside. He entered the courtyard and pushed open the door of Luo Yuheng's quiet room.

The mature and cold national teacher sat cross-legged on the futon, with his eyes slightly

closed and a little cinnabar on his eyebrows, which made her beautiful face look a bit cold and

fairy-like.

"I have entered the third rank." Xu Qian'an whispered.

Luo Yuheng suddenly opened her eyes and stared at him.

Her heart trembled violently, and she almost couldn't control her expression, causing her fair

and cold face to show drastic emotional changes.

"How did you do it?" Luo Yuheng unconsciously lowered her voice, as if discussing a secret. "Before the Duke of Wei went to war, he left me a blood pill." Xu Qi'an transmitted the

message: "In addition, I have already investigated the case of the late Emperor Joan of Arc." He told Luo Yuheng everything from beginning to end.

Luo Yuheng was silent for a long time, nodded slowly, and said with a half-breath and half-

sigh: "So that's it."

Xu Qi'an said bluntly: "I want to kill the emperor, but I'm afraid I'm not the opponent of the

late emperor with my own strength. Please ask the national teacher to help."

Killing the emperor, not only Yuan Jing, but also Joan of Arc.

Luo Yuheng did not respond, her voice was cold and crisp and pleasant: "The Supervisor will not attack the emperor, because the sorcerer and the dynasty are

inseparable, and the cost of killing the emperor is something the Supervisor cannot afford. Otherwise, the emperors of all dynasties would not trust the Supervisor so much. "However, the masters after the third rank, no matter which system, are unwilling to attack

the emperor of the world. Because killing a person with great luck will also be backfired by luck.

"I have reached a very critical moment and cannot bear this backlash. Why... why are you

taking off your pants?!"

Luo Yuheng frowned slightly. This kid actually took off his coat and untied his belt in front of

her.

"Hasn't the national teacher always wanted to practice dual cultivation with me? The chicken cannot be lost." Xu Qian'an said seriously.

Then, he saw the head of the human sect, the national teacher of Dafeng, the peerless beauty

with a national beauty, and two blushes floated on her face.

Luo Yuheng looked at him with a complicated expression: "You, you know everything..."

Xu Qian'an nodded: "It was Taoist Master Jinlian who told me."

No matter whether Jinlian is a commoner or a wolf, let's pit her first. Luo Yuheng's eyebrows were raised, his eyes looked to one side, and he said lightly:

"Although I have this plan, but... it doesn't have to be you. How can the matter of Taoist partners be taken lightly."

Her expression and tone were cold, but her unsmooth words betrayed her. The national teacher is still a little girl with a strong sense of ritual. It can't be taken lightly.

Well, of course I can take a bath, and there will be no less steps... Xu Qian'an complained in his heart, stopped understanding the behavior of the belt, and smiled: "After killing the king, I am the national teacher's person."

He did this just to be honest with Luo Yuheng. You are greedy for my body, I ask you to help,

of course, I am also a little greedy for your body... This is more like an exchange of interests.

However, Xu Qi'an had a good impression of Luo Yuheng, and he didn't mind doing love first and then cultivating feelings.

As the ancients said: Love grows over time!

Luo Yuheng's eyes sparkled with water, and at the same time there was a rare sense of shame

and annoyance, and he said lightly: "I will take action tomorrow, get out!"

Xu Qi'an bowed and bowed, and left the quiet room.

After leaving the yard, Bian Bian came up and asked in a chattering voice: "What did you talk

about with the national teacher?"

Xu Qi'an answered truthfully: "I wanted to invite the national teacher to practice dual

cultivation, but she refused."

Bian Bian rolled her eyes.

Xu Qi'an said again: "She thinks that the matter of Taoist couples should not be taken lightly,

and I have to marry her in a sedan chair."

Bian Bian giggled like a hen: "I haven't left Lingbao Temple yet, be careful that the national

teacher hears and blames me."

Xu Qi'an glanced at her, and you won't be able to laugh in the future.

"Next, take me to the palace." He said.

After Wang Zhenwen returned home, he asked his family to pack up their belongings, from

their personal clothes to antiques, furniture, calligraphy and paintings, all of which were put

into boxes.

The family was at a loss, but they knew that something big had happened.

Wang Erye asked several times with courage, but he didn't dare to ask again without getting a

reply.

He kept encouraging his most favored sister to get information.

Wang Simu made a judgment in his heart through the recent court situation and his father's

efforts to win reputation for Wei Yuan.

There are two possibilities. One, his father intends to resign. Two, His Majesty intends to let

his father resign.

This mansion was granted by the royal family and is located in the imperial city. Unlike the

hereditary nobles, once a civil servant resigns and returns home, the court will take back this kind of royal mansion.

Unlike the nobles, when the father dies, the title will be inherited by the legitimate son, and the royal mansion can be passed down forever.

It shouldn't be like this. With the relationship between my father and Wei Yuan, even if they

are heroes who appreciate each other, they are still political enemies. There is no need to go

this far... Wang Simu frowned and scolded: "Second brother, are you annoying? Stay away." Wang Erye immediately turned off his temper, pouted, and left.

Just at this time, the servant came to report: "Miss, Princess Lin'an is here."

Wang Simu was a little surprised and immediately got up and went out to greet her. She and

Lin'an were half good friends and they had frequent exchanges.

When she came to the reception room, she saw the second princess in a red skirt at a glance,

with an oval face and peach blossom eyes, as charming as ever.

"Your Highness!"

Wang Simu bowed and observed Lin'an's emotions. Speaking of which, Princess Huaiqing

played a crucial role in the reason why she and Lin'an became good friends. Princess Lin'an likes to make trouble and is a bitch, but she knows how to please Emperor Yuan Jing in addition to being a spoiled child. She has no powerful skills.

Until he met Wang Simu, he had a dog-headed military advisor, often asking Wang Simu to

come up with ideas to embarrass Huaiqing.

Although most of the time, Wang Simu's ideas would make Lin'an lose more than he gained, occasionally they could cause considerable damage to Huaiqing.

"Simu!"

Lin'an greeted with a smile and asked, "I want to see Prime Minister Wang."

As he said that, he glanced at Xu Qi'an who was in disguise.

Wang Simu, who was observant, immediately noticed this detail and examined Xu Qi'an.

He was ordinary, with mediocre appearance and temperament.

But since this man could be brought by His Highness Lin'an, he must have an extraordinary

identity.

At this time, she heard this mediocre-looking man laugh:

"Hey, sister-in-law."