Chapter 117 Doubts

After Liu Xun left, Ding Yi leaned on the chair again and closed his eyes to rest.

The normally noisy Inspection Department was extremely quiet at this moment, as if everyone had gone out to investigate.

And the biggest reason why he, a direct disciple of the martial arts school, is still sitting here safe and sound is because of Sun Qiaoer's arrangements last night.

After all, being able to send a dignified special envoy to urgently send an order to enter the Inspection Department, his status is naturally extraordinary.

For a time, people who knew a little bit about the inside story looked at Ding Yi with admiration.

Let me ask, who can be active between the cathode palace and the anode palace at the same time, even like a fish in water?

One of them is even the special envoy of the Yinji Palace, which undoubtedly made some people start to think carefully. Can they also follow the path that Ding Yi is taking now?

After Liu Xun left, in just one morning, three waves of people came to the case library, all with generous gifts and wanting Ding Yi to help say a few good words.

Ding Yi confiscated none of them and rejected them all.

I saw everyone sneering at me before, but now everyone is licking their faces, right?

In this way, it was not until the end of the shift that Ding Yi wandered out of the inspection department and walked towards his small courtyard.

After entering the small courtyard, Ding Yi glanced at the broken hair next to the wooden bolt, then walked to the small house with an expressionless face and opened the wooden door, only to find that a person was already standing in the house waiting for him.

Today, Sun Qiaoer is not wearing an expensive palace dress, but an ordinary peasant dress, but it still cannot conceal her proud figure, and with her mature face, she has the feeling of a country pearl.

"master."

Sun Qiaoer bowed to Ding Yiyingying and shouted.

"sit."

Ding Yi pointed to the bench and then sat down first.

Sun Qiaoer heard the words, but did not sit down. Instead, he poured the tea that had been prepared into an empty cup and brought it to Ding Yi. He walked behind him naturally and started to squeeze Ding Yi's shoulders.

Smelling the fragrant breeze coming from behind and feeling the right strength on his shoulders, Ding Yi looked more relaxed and asked:

"Have you calculated the statistics of last night's situation?"

"Master, seven of the guards around Yu Rongguang, including the shadow, died. Last night we went back and dealt with it again. His power in Qingfeng County was basically eradicated."

Ding Yi nodded secretly, and then heard Sun Qiaoer say:

"Master, do the people from Baiyun Martial Arts School need to be dealt with alone?"

Ding Yi was stunned for a moment, then shook his head:

"Just handle it normally. Also, where's that Xue Bao?"

Sun Qiaoer smiled and said:

"Master, after Xue Bao was caught, he kept claiming that he was from Yu Rongguang, working for Yu Rongguang, and lurking in the martial arts hall to find out information."

"It's a joke, a dead man, what else can he prove for him?"

Ding Yi sneered and then asked:

"I remember you said last night that you came to Qingfeng County this time to investigate Wang Pingshan?"

When Sun Qiaoer heard this, his face became solemn and he continued:

"Yes, sir, there are clues that Wang Pingshan frequently contacts the outside world, hoping to find a great medicine that can make bones and people alive."

"This kind of powerful medicine is usually only effective on warriors who need to exchange blood."

"But Wang Pingshan's information only shows that he is a martial arts practitioner, so the palace sent me here to investigate secretly."

"But last night I heard that Wang Pingshan was also assassinated, but none of the assassins survived. When our people rushed over, they only found large pieces of minced meat and blood on the scene."

Ding Yi raised his eyebrows when he heard this.

"Then why don't you go directly to the door to check?"

Ding Yi asked with some confusion.

"Master, after all, he is an official in the palace. If I come directly to the door, who can work safely for Yin Yang Palace in the future?"

Sun Qiaoer said slowly.

"That's right. If you can't do it during the day, let's go at night."

Ding Yi nodded.

"ah?"

Sun Qiaoer was stunned.

"What, you plan to wait until he grows up to be a big boss and then commit suicide?"

Ding Yi shook his head and said.

"Sir, what does Great Persia mean?"

"You don't have to worry about it. Just make preparations and take action in the next few days. In addition, Wang Pingshan may be involved with Baiyun Temple, so prepare two good hands. I also want to see what tricks this fat man is playing."

Ding Yi sneered.

"Sir, this demon monk from Baiyun Temple is not weak in strength. He cultivates the Immortal Vajra. Like the man I met in your residence that day, his strength has probably reached Xuanji Perfection, which is not much worse than Yu Rongguang."

Sun Qiaoer said again.

"The Vajra is immortal, what kind of magical power is this?"

Ding Yi was stunned.

"It is a kind of kung fu that specializes in cultivating the physical body. When performing the kung fu, it is like a diamond protecting the body. It is said that after practicing it, one can become immortal."

"Is there a way to break it?"

"Indeed, if I reach Xuanji's consummation and my viciousness reaches a higher level, I can suppress it steadily."

Sun Qiaoer said.

"You worship gods. If you want to improve your realm, you must rely on idols?"

Ding Yi suddenly thought of something.

"Yes, if there is no evil spirit, we will be like duckweeds without roots."

Sun Qiaoer said.

"Wait a minute, you try this."

Ding Yi suddenly thought of something and grabbed Sun Qiaoer's hand. Then the Evergreen Qi in his body turned into a trickle and poured into Sun Qiaoer's body continuously.

After a while, Sun Qiaoer's face turned from calm to surprise and finally to shock.

"Master... Master, it works. I, I seem to be able to cultivate with this strange energy!!"

Sun Qiaoer exclaimed.

"Huh?"

Ding Yi's heart skipped a beat when he heard this, and many guesses popped up in his mind.

"Is it because of taking the Blood Limit Control Pill? Or does Changqing Qi have this effect?"

Ding Yi's eyes stared blankly at the void until he heard a cry:

"Master, you hurt me."

Ding Yi subconsciously loosened Sun Qiaoer's palm after hearing this, but his heart was still full of storms, like the sea surface where the wind was howling.

"There is no reason. How can such an awesome skill be only basic and only last for a few years?"

Ding Yi was a little confused again, and turned around in the house with some doubts.

He felt vaguely that he seemed to have grasped a certain point, but there was still a layer of fog covering it, so he couldn't see the whole picture of the matter.

"Forget it, there is a hang. If an enemy comes, we will fight him. If a flood comes, we will block it with earth."

Ding Yi turned around a few times and calmed down immediately. Then he sat back in his chair and continued to ask:

"How long will it take for the energy just injected to be equivalent to a white statue?"

"Master, the amount just now is useful, but it is too little. I estimate that it is about one thousandth of the white statue."

Sun Qiaoer frowned and calculated for a while, then slowly said.

"So little?"

Ding Yi frowned.

If he could output continuously, it would be fine. A thousand times would only take a few hours.

But the problem is that although the Changqing Qi in his body has grown to the thickness of a finger, it can only support a few minutes of effort at most, far from the requirement of a few hours.

This time, the plan of self-production and self-sales also failed.