"Although I really want to go, I have something to do with Blooming Flowering Brothel. I have to leave immediately, so I can't accompany you.”
Lu Xiaofeng said regretfully.
"That's a pity."
"The next time we meet, I want to hear about the follow-up of this matter from brother Hua.”
"Sure."
"Farewell. We'll meet again if fate permits."
Lu Xiaofeng smiled slightly, and his four eyebrows became charming.
Then, he flew out of the window.
It was extremely fast, like a phoenix soaring in the sky.
In the blink of an eye, he had already disappeared.
"What a handsome qinggong. His speed is even more shocking.”
Hua Wu Que secretly exclaimed in admiration, and was quite envious of Lu Xiaofeng's lightness skill.
Although the Wave Subtle Steps was a Mysterious Level Light-body Technique, its most outstanding feature was its ability to recover qi and dodge attacks.
For long-distance attacks, it was much weaker.
Not to mention flying for such a long distance.
"This situation should be the Rainbow Phoenix Wings that Lu Xiaofeng created by absorbing the strengths of others. I heard from my father that it is a very amazing lightness skill. It is probably at the level of a legendary martial art.”
Huang Rong said.
"Rainbow Phoenix Wings? It's an amazing qinggong."
Hua Wu Que muttered to himself. Although he was envious, that wasn't all.
With the existence of the Sword Immortal System, the next mission reward might even be a legendary lightness skill.
"Brother Wuque, what should we do next? What was the big show tonight?”
"That young man brought Yang Tiexin and Mu Nianci to the Prince's mansion. Since it was a marriage, he must have asked his parents. Bao Xiruo lived in seclusion, but he still had to show up for his son's marriage. What do you think will happen when she meets Yang Tiexin? Then what would Wanyan Honglie do?”
"Oh, right. That would indeed be very troublesome."
"Moreover, Taoist Wang Chuyi is also here. He must be full of questions after seeing Yang Kang's Quanzhen Kung Fu. Quanzhen was in the Southern Song Dynasty, so they definitely wouldn't have a disciple of the Jin people. Quan Zhen Sect placed a lot of importance on legacies so he would go to the Imperial Residence to ask about it. At that time, there would be a lot of excitement.”
"It's fun. I want to go and take a look too. Brother Wuque, let's go together.”
"Naturally. And I have to go."
What a joke. That was the Holy Spirit Sword Technique. If he didn't go, this mission would definitely be ruined.
The two of them rested for a while and waited for night to fall.
The night was very cold, very suitable for killing.
At this moment, the Imperial Residence was also bustling with activity.
Wanyan Honglie had gone out for a few days, so Yang Tiexin didn't see him.
However, when night fell, he came to a small courtyard and was completely shocked.
Because it was exactly the same as his house in Niu Village.
Was this a coincidence?
No, he wouldn't.
Unless there was someone involved.
There were only a few people back then, so there was not much to guess about who lived in this house.
Yang Tiexin's hands trembled as he slowly walked in.
On the other side, Yang Kang was leading Lord Lingzhi and Liang Ziweng to welcome Ouyang Ke, who had just arrived.
At this moment, Wang Chuyi and Guo Jing also came to the door.
For a moment, the entire Imperial Residence was bustling with activity.
Hua Wu Que brought Huang Rong to the Imperial Residence.
"Brother Wuque, I heard a huge commotion over there. They should be over there. Let's go take a good look."
"There's no hurry. Let's split up. You go find Yang Tiexin and the others. I'll go over there and take a look.”
"What? Alright then."
Huang Rong was a little disappointed.
"Remember, be careful. If you encounter any danger, shout for help and I will appear immediately.”
"Yes!"
Hearing this, Huang Rong's heart warmed and she felt a little sweet.
Watching Huang Rong leave, Hua Wu Que headed towards the bustling area.
A competition was taking place in the courtyard.
Wang Chuyi brought Guo Jing into the Prince Zhao Residence, wanting to ask Yang Kang about the origins of his martial arts.
Yang Kang wanted to test Wang Chuyi's ability, so he let Ouyang Ke and others and Wang Chuyi show their skills.
"Priest Wang's move is indeed powerful. This junior admits defeat. As expected of someone from Quanzhen Sect.”
The devilish man in white held a folding fan and said in a low voice.
It was Ouyang Ke, the young master of White Camel Mountain Village.
Beside him stood Yang Kang, Lord Lingzhi, and Liang Ziweng.
There was only Guo Jing beside Wang Chuyi.
Wang Chuyi stroked his beard and said,"It's a small trick. It's not worth mentioning." Little Prince, can you tell me where you learned the Quanzhen Kung Fu from?”
Yang Kang restrained his shock and smiled,"Since you want to know so much, I might as well tell you. My master is Changchun Ziqiu Chuji."
"What is it? Senior Brother Qiu? How is that possible?"
Wang Chuyi said in surprise.
"If you don't believe me, you can ask Taoist Qiu.”
"I will ask. Today's matter has come to an end, so I bid farewell.”
Wang Chuyi said as he pulled Guo Jing away.
At this moment, Lord Lingzhi suddenly attacked.
"Humph! How can you come and go as you please in the Zhao Estate?”
As Lord Lingzhi spoke, he struck out with his palm!
At such a close distance, Wang Chuyi didn't expect Lord Lingzhi to suddenly attack. In a moment of desperation, he could only casually slap out!
Bang!
As their palms met, Wang Chuyi took a step back and Reverend Lingzhi took three steps back.
Under the sneak attack, Lord Lingzhi was still suppressed.
The difference between a peak Xiantian and a Grandmaster was no joke.
However, Wang Chuyi felt a warm current flowing from his palm into his meridians.
It was poison!
Poison Sand Palm!
How despicable.
At this moment, he could not show any discomfort. Otherwise, he would not be able to leave today.
"The people of the dignified Prince Zhao's residence actually did such a sneak attack. It really makes people's jaws drop.”
At this moment, a light laugh rang out as Hua Wu Que descended from the sky and landed between the two groups.
Dressed in white and holding an Inkcloud Fan, he looked like an elegant young master.
They were both in white, but Ouyang Ke paled in comparison to Hua Wu Que.
"Who is it?"
Lord Lingzhi shouted loudly. Clearly, his face had turned red from Hua Wu Que's words.
A sneak attack would be despised no matter where it was.
Hua Wu Que did not answer. Instead, he walked to Wang Chuyi's side and pressed his right hand on his shoulder.
"Priest Wang is indeed powerful. He can still gain the upper hand under such a sneak attack.”
Wang Chuyi was about to say something when he felt a warm current coming from his shoulder.
Hua Wu Que's Primordial Chaos True Qi surged into his body and actually suppressed the poison of the Poison Sand Palm into his right palm, rendering him unable to move for a moment.
"What a powerful inner force. It's even purer than the sect's Pure Yang Xuan Technique. It can instantly suppress the poison of the Poison Sand Palm. It seems that we are friends and not enemies."
Wang Chuyi thought to himself, then smiled and said,"Little friend, you flatter me. This poor priest's meager strength is not enough to boast.”
"You're too humble, Daoist Priest."
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