Zhenwu Tianxia: Summon Yuwen Chengdu at the beginning

"Thank you!"

Ye Gucheng cupped his hands, and then disappeared into the night.

"Yuwen Chengdu, clean up!"

In the room, Qin Wei lay on the bed and said helplessly.

It's like he's just getting a good night's sleep.

Wave after wave.

The same goes for Ye Gucheng, so he can't send it tomorrow!

He complained in his heart, staring at the curtain above, without any sleepiness.

"Here!"

Outside the door, Yu Wencheng responded.

Then he stepped forward to check the transparent and black-clothed old man.

The old man in black was dead, Tongming was still alive, but he couldn't move.

It seems that Ye Gucheng sealed the true energy in his body.

Seeing that there was nothing abnormal, Yu Wencheng nodded to Mo Yan, and then began to deal with the two of them.

Mo Yan looked up at the distant pavilion, thoughtful.

He always felt that something was wrong with Ye Gucheng, but he couldn't think of anything wrong.

Although Ye Gucheng's shot was a bit surprising, but there are not a few people who like to meddle in other people's business, and Ye Gucheng's willingness to meddle is not special.

After thinking for a long time, he still couldn't figure it out, so he could only retreat to the side room next to him.

Moonlit night, just after midnight.

Ye Gucheng has returned to the inn, ordered a table of good wine and food in the room.

Situ Qianfeng and Yan Bo came to his room.

"Why did you take action?" Yan Bo looked at Ye Gucheng and asked.

Ye Gucheng ate the food and wine, "I want to earn some money."

"There are many ways to earn money, but there is no need to help the Prince of Xin'an!" Yan Bo said.

"The king of Xin'an County is very generous!" Ye Gucheng said indifferently.

"Hehe! It's probably the worst deal for an innate warrior to exchange tens of thousands of taels of silver." Yan Bo laughed.

In the past, it would cost 10 taels of silver to kill a ninth-rank warrior in Xueyilou, and even the innate warriors dared not even take the hidden list.

Exchange innate warriors for silver!

It is estimated that only Ye Gucheng can do it.

"Are you from Beiyuan City?" Ye Gucheng asked suddenly.

"Ok!"

Situ Qianfeng interrupted suddenly: "Does Senior Ye want to visit our Beiyuan City?"

He looked at Ye Gucheng expectantly.

"Situ Changkong's swordsmanship is superb, I wonder if I can compete with him?" Ye Gucheng asked.

Ye Gucheng knew about Beiyuan City, and was very interested in Beiyuan City, because Beiyuan City was the only holy place among the six great cultivation holy places in Dali that focused on swordsmanship.

"Ugh!" Situ Qianfeng said worriedly, "Senior Ye has no enmity with our Beiyuan City, right?"

"no!"

"That's good!" Situ Qianfeng breathed a sigh of relief.

Yan Bo looked at Situ Qianfeng speechlessly.

Is this question necessary?

If Ye Gucheng had a grudge against Beiyuan City, how could they have stayed with Ye Gucheng for such a long time?

With Ye Gucheng's temperament, if there was any hatred, they would have already become dead souls under the sword.

"The city lord has been in seclusion for several years, but in three months, the city lord will leave for a few days. If you are interested, you can go to the city lord to compete at that time." Yan Bo said.

During the past few days of getting along, he has understood Ye Gucheng.

Although Ye Gucheng's temperament is a bit colder, he is not a vicious person.

And the reason why he is willing to let Ye Gucheng go to Beiyuan City is firstly to make Beiyuan City and Ye Gucheng have a good relationship, and secondly to see whether Ye Gucheng and his own city lord are stronger or weaker.

Chapter 98 White Chess Pieces, Borrowing the Power of Heaven

The next day.

It was three poles high in the sun before Qin Wei got up from the bed.

Yesterday's sleep was too late, so today Qin Wei slept a little longer.

In fact, the spirit and physique of warriors are far superior to that of ordinary people. Ninth-rank warriors are fine even if they don't sleep for a few days and nights. Many warriors even use meditation to replace sleep.

However, Qin Wei still keeps the good habit of sleeping. In his opinion, sleeping is a very beautiful thing, and he doesn't want to get rid of the habit of sleeping.

Under Xiao Shunzi's service, Qin Wei washed up.

"Are the two people sent by Ye Gucheng alive last night?" Qin Wei asked.

"There is one who is still alive, the Abbot Tongming of Wanfu Temple!"

"Senior Moyan also said that this Tongming was the one who attacked His Highness in Heiya Mountain."

Xiao Shunzi said.

Mo Yan can't speak, but he can write.

Qin Wei was slightly taken aback, "Is Tongming an innate warrior?"

As the top four sects in Tianzhou, Wanfu Temple naturally has innate warriors.

However, both Jianghuzhong and Huangcheng Division only know that there is a dead wood master in Wanfu Temple, but they don't know that Tongming is also an innate warrior.

"Well, Eunuch Wang has confirmed the identity of Tongming, but he is still not sure about the other one. Eunuch Wang is investigating." Xiao Shunzi said.

Qin Wei pinched his chin and thought for a while, "This transparency is hidden deep enough!"

Even the Secretary of Huangcheng didn't know that Tongming had innate cultivation, which shows how deep he hides.

But it doesn't seem to matter now, everyone is in Qin Wei's hands, and any cultivation level is "dead".

"Let's go and meet this bright abbot!" Qin Wei said.

"Your Highness, breakfast is ready!" Xiao Shunzi reminded.

Qin Wei waved his hand, stepped out of the room, and said, "No rush, let's have lunch together."

It's already three poles in the sun, why do you still have breakfast.

After a while, the two came to the wing room in the backyard.

In other words, since living in this Qingsi Garden, many guests have stayed in this wing.

But anyone who stayed in this wing room did not live long, except for Jin Yu.

Walking into the wing room, Qin Wei saw a naked man at first sight.

At this time, the cloak on Tongming's body had receded, and his bald head was particularly noticeable.

"Cough cough!"

Qin Wei coughed lightly.

Tongming slowly raised his head.

"Xin'an County King!"

"We can be regarded as old acquaintances! Although this is the first time this king has seen your true face!" Qin Wei laughed.

Tongming's face was pale, his eyes were dim, he just glanced at Qin Wei, then lowered his head.

"You are a beautiful woman, why are you a thief?" Qin Wei was a little curious.

Tongming attacked and killed him on Heiya Mountain, which meant that he was in collusion with Xueyilou.

Xueyilou is an evil sect, while Wanfu Temple is a famous and decent sect.

As the abbot, Tongming colluded with Xueyilou, which made Qin Wei very puzzled.

"It's all about success and defeat!" Tong Ming said flatly.

"Oh! The winner and the loser, so you are a bandit now?" Qin Wei said.

"Sooner or later, you will be a bandit." Tong Ming said.

Qin Wei shook his head slightly, and said: "Forget it, what is this king talking nonsense with you, a prisoner!"

He also finds it boring.

This is obviously a tough one, although Qin Wei has only come to see him now, it does not mean that no one has come to interrogate him before.

Before that, the soldiers of Zhenwu Division had served him a lot. If Tongming really wanted to say something, Xiao Shunzi had already told him.

After finishing speaking, Qin Wei put his hand on his bald head.

Slippery, feels good!

The multi-method oven starts.

The pure essence poured into Qin Wei's body in an instant, and the strong sense of comfort made Qin Wei excited.

"This Wanfa oven is a bit evil!"

Qin Wei complained in his heart while feeling the strong sense of comfort.

It is not an exaggeration to say that this Wanfa oven is a kind of evil work.

However, Qin Wei felt that the greatest use of this Wanfa oven is to recycle and reuse waste.

When a person dies, there is nothing left.

A congenital warrior is also a human being, and when a congenital warrior dies, his true energy and artistic conception will also dissipate.

Rather than letting it dissipate, recycle it.

This can be regarded as the merit of these people!

The corners of Qin Wei's mouth curled up slightly, and he looked at Tongming with a smile.

The greatest merit of Tongming is to help him improve his cultivation to the innate state.

"What are you doing!" Tongming looked at Qin Wei in shock.

Qin Wei shook his head slightly, "You don't need to know!"

Rich zhenqi poured into the body, followed by wonderful spiritual energy, that is, the perception of artistic conception.

Sword intent!

Qin Wei closed his eyes, comprehending the instilled sword intent.

Tongming uses a short knife, which is not open and closed like ordinary knife skills, but an extremely fine knife technique artistic conception.

Shock and collapse!

Every move will carry the power of collapse.

See the real chapter for details.

This kind of saber art artistic conception is very good, but it is a pity that it is not suitable for Qin Wei.

Qin Wei had never practiced sword skills before, even if he was given the artistic conception of sword skills, it would not be of any use. It is estimated that he could even display one percent of its power.

In fact, even if it is given him the artistic conception of the way of the sword, his three-legged kung fu is not enough to watch.

But with the influx of spiritual power, the Yitian chessboard in Qin Wei's sea of ​​knowledge gradually changed.

A white chess piece is slowly condensing.