Chapter 42 Secretly Assassinating Chen Cang

Fairy Tangdie disguised herself as a man, and after having a fight with Liang Yan in Taipingju, she followed the gravel path out of Yongle Town and headed towards the thatched cottage they bought before.

Tang Diexian sat on the horse and asked, "Is that Great Scholar Feng just now the target we are looking for?"

Liang Yan nodded and said, "Yes, they all have jade pendants that hide their cultivation, but they can't be hidden from my eyes and ears."

"Then he should also be able to detect my cultivation, right?"

"Well, in their eyes, the fifth-level Qi-training monks who are still in the town at this time are most likely the investigating disciples of Yixing Pavilion."

"Then we just have to wait and see." Tang Diexian said with a sweet smile: "But I didn't expect you to be able to compose poetry?"

Liang Yan smiled bitterly and said: "When I was a child, my father wanted me to get a good name and always urged me to study. But at that time, I was too playful and didn't take it seriously. Now I can only deal with these poor people."

Tang Diexian asked curiously: "You have been on the path to immortality for six years. Do you often miss your father?"

After hearing this, Liang Yan's eyes darkened and he didn't answer. He just silently held the horse's rope and led the way.

Seeing that he suddenly became taciturn, Tang Diexian couldn't help asking carefully: "What's wrong? Did I say something wrong?"

Liang Yan shook his head and said solemnly: "My father passed away."

Tang Diexian's heart suddenly shrank and he said hastily: "I'm sorry, I don't know."

Liang Yan waved his hand at her and said, "It's none of your business. I'm immersed in the past and can't look away. People say that immortals and mortals are separated. Once you enter the immortal gate, everything in the past is false, but I can never forget the past in Huaiyuan Town. Days, maybe I was stuck at the third level of Qi training before, and it must be partly due to this aspect of my heart."

Tang Diexian said: "I grew up in Yixing Pavilion since I was a child. The elders in my family are all successful practitioners. I have been placed on high expectations since I was a child, and at the same time I was not allowed to be free. They say that there is no time to practice. In fact, it is boring. I am not as good as you. Tell me about when you were a child?"

Liang Yan looked back at her and saw a pair of big eyes flickering on her innocent face, as if urging him to speak quickly.

He coughed and said, "Okay, let me tell you. I'll tell you where to start when I think about it! Let's start with Zhang Daniu, a living treasure in our town."

As the sun sets, on the ancient road, there is a pair of boys and girls, one sitting on a horse and the other leading the way.

The young man leading the way was talking, while the girl on horseback lay on the horse, holding her chin in her hand, listening attentively, and smiling knowingly from time to time. But as the boy in front came to the end of his story, her frown deepened.

"Later, this master gave me some basic knowledge, but he refused to let me call him master. Instead, he recommended me to Yixing Pavilion."

When Liang Yan finished telling his story from childhood to adulthood, the sky also turned dark. He didn't want to talk about the massacre in Huaiyuan Town before, but after talking about it, he couldn't control it anymore. These things have been buried in his heart for six years since he cultivated immortality. Today, when facing Tang Diexian, he seemed to be unable to control it, and he said it all at once. .

Of course, he didn't say anything about Tian Ji Zhu. He also mentioned the old monk briefly, saying he was a great master. Apart from these two points, he talked about everything else about himself.

He originally thought he would be very sad, but unexpectedly, the more he talked, the calmer he became. Later, it seemed as if he was talking about other people's things, as if it had nothing to do with him.

When he finally said everything, he took a deep breath, feeling surprisingly calm and relieved. After he finished speaking, the people behind him fell silent, and the air became quiet for a while.

Suddenly, a scent of fragrance came from behind him. Someone grabbed his arm and pulled him back. The next moment, he was on the horse's back.

A burst of girlish fragrance, like the fragrance of flowers, hit him, and then a pair of catkins from behind passed through his lower abdomen and gently embraced him. Breathing out like orchid in my ears, I heard a clear female voice saying softly: "Idiot, don't think too much. I see that you have been a servant for a day and I will reward you with lunch for the rest of the journey."

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Two people and one horse walked silently on the quiet mountain road outside the town. That night, Liang Yan felt that his state of mind was the calmest in more than six years.

After the two settled in the thatched hut, they either practiced meditation every day or went to the town to inquire about things, as if they were investigating something. Three days passed so peacefully.

The third night.

It was already late at night, all the lights had been extinguished, and only a few places of singing and dancing were still intoxicated.

Far away from Yongle Town, in the woods to the southeast, several men in black gathered for some unknown reason. These men all wore masks and had a jade pendant hanging from their waists. Not far in front of them was an inconspicuous thatched cottage.

At this time, one of them said: "'No. 5', are everything arranged?"

The person called "No. 5" said: "It has been arranged. This Nine Flame Fire Formation can be activated with just one command from you. The six of us are gathered together. Even if they are Yixing Pavilion disciples, their methods are all-powerful." , with the Nine Flame Fire Formation surrounding us, we will definitely not be able to escape."

The person who asked the question before nodded and said, "Thank you for your hard work." After saying that, he stepped out and headed towards the thatched cottage.

He walked to the courtyard gate outside the thatched cottage and shouted:

"Fellow Taoists of Yixing Pavilion inside, listen! You are already trapped in the Nine Flame Fire Formation, and we have six fellow Taoists here, so you have no chance of winning!"

He paused and shouted again: "We are all casual cultivators, and we don't want to form a deadly feud with Yixing Pavilion. As long as you obediently take the Xi Nao Pill in my hand, promise to deal with Yixing Pavilion for us within a year." After a year of investigation, I will definitely give you the antidote. And we also promise not to take any of the spiritual stones in the mine. By then, everything will be as before, you can save your lives, and you can also explain to the sect easily. !”

After he finished speaking, he waited there, but the hut was quiet, and there was no response at all.

The face of the man in black who was shouting darkened, and there was a hint of sternness in his eyes. He turned around and said to the others: "It seems that our two fellow Taoists are not very wise, so let's send them to reincarnation."

"No. 5" The man in black nodded, pinched the magic formula in his hand, and nine pillars of flame suddenly rose within a few miles of the thatched cottage. He muttered something in his mouth, waved the formation flag in his hand, and the nine flame beams immediately began to move.

By the time he waved the formation flag again, the nine flames had already occupied the Lihuo position in the formation. The fire in the formation was even more powerful, with billowing waves of hot flames that seemed to burn the mountains and boil the seas.

At this moment, all the men in black had retreated outside the formation, staring at the thatched cottage inside the formation, waiting for the two people inside to fight to the death.

But there was still no movement within the formation. Suddenly, a sound broke through the air, and then a figure came to them in an instant. The people in black looked at it intently, and saw that the person was also dressed in black, wearing a mask, and had an aura on his body. If there is, if there is not. There is a jade pendant hanging on the waist with the word "一" written on it.

"Number one!"

The man in black with the No. 2 Jade Medal at Yaoxuan said in surprise: "What are you doing here? The six of us can handle it here enough!"

The person known as "Number One" shook his head, reached out and took out an object wrapped in black cloth from his storage bag, and walked towards him as if he wanted to show it to him.

"Be careful, No. 2!" Suddenly there was an exclamation from behind the man.

"Number 2" was startled and subconsciously stepped aside, but "Number 1" in front of her had already torn away the black cloth, revealing a sword engraved with flowers inside. She made a secret in her hand and pointed at the scabbard. Above, there was a roar! The sword was unsheathed and he headed straight for No. 2.

Although "No. 2" was frightened, he turned over and backed away, making a seal in his hand, and then shouted: "Get up!"

I saw a jet black shield appearing in front of him, hexagonal in shape, as black as ink, without any patterns on it.

when! With a sound, the sword and shield met, and a little fire broke out. The black shield trembled slightly, and took "No. 2" back a few steps, but at least he received the blow steadily.

"He's not number one!"

A man in black with a "No. 6" jade pendant hanging on his waist shouted loudly, pretending to use a spiritual weapon to defend against the enemy, but as soon as he reached for the storage bag, something strange happened again.

He only heard two muffled groans from behind, and then a sound of breaking through the air came from behind. He felt alarmed, his hair stood on end, and he rolled against the ground. He only heard a bang, and a bright knife was pressed against his back. Put your back into the ground.

When he looked back, he saw two people on his side vomiting blood and falling down with dejected expressions.

"No. 4, what are you doing!"

"Can't you see, he is not No. 4, but the person we are going to deal with this time."

The one who spoke was "No. 3". He had also been attacked by a flying knife just now, but his luck was not as good as "No. 6". The flying knife passed through his waist and cut his abdomen.

His clothes were torn, and he simply tore off the black mask, revealing a Confucian robe underneath. It turned out to be Academician Feng, who had met Liang Yan before in Taiping Residence.

When Liang Yan saw this, he secretly said, "What a pity!"

He pretended to be "No. 4" and infiltrated among them, and then he suddenly launched an attack. First, he used his spiritual power to shoot flying knives at the two people farthest away. At the same time, he silently used the "Uncertain Mind Technique" and hit the two nearby people with two palms. People, these two people were killed by him at the same time, but the person who was attacked by flying knives in the distance was not seriously injured.

The person who pretended to be No. 1 before was naturally Tang Diexian. Now the black-clothed monks still have "No. 2", "No. 3" and "No. 6", so they still have to fight two against three.