From the fake emperor to the concubine

"Damn, could this person be the young master of the Nameless Villa?"

Among the first gangsters to enter the temple, a burly man took out a portrait from his arms, took a secret look at it, and a trace of greed flashed in his eyes.

“It is rumored in the martial arts world that the young master of Wuming Villa has reached the legendary Grandmaster level.

If he were in his prime, even if I knew he had a treasure, I wouldn't dare to covet it.

But now the young master is not in good condition.

We have a plan without intention, and if we unite with the people around us, we may still have a chance."

The burly man winked at the people around him and told the story in a low voice.

After hearing this, the other people in the martial arts world were all stunned. They kept glancing in the direction of the young master from the corner of their eyes. After confirming, they all showed ecstasy on their faces.

"We are going to make a fortune today! Even if we don't have spiritual roots, if we sell this technique, we will have enough wealth and glory for the rest of our lives."

"What are you waiting for? Today, no matter what, we must take the life of this young master.

If he doesn't die, how can we make a fortune and have a prosperous future?"

"Just do it. We must not let him get away."

After the discussion, the gangsters naturally turned their attention to Zheng Yi and Wang Xing.

“What about these two guys?
Looks like someone you don’t want to mess with.”

"Let's get the stuff first."

The burly man seemed to have some say among this group of people because of his portrait.

Everyone else also wanted to get the book of immortal cultivation techniques, so there was no objection.

After all, we are all in the business of making a living, and no one is stupid. If we continue to discuss, we will be easily discovered.

But just as they were about to take action, the man in white had quietly approached behind them.

The dagger in his hand popped out from his sleeve and stabbed one of them in the heart.

Wait for the others to react.

He stepped back suddenly, putting some distance between himself and the people in front of him.

The other hand was slightly raised, and the button of the Rain of Pear Blossom Needle was gently pressed down at the cuff...

In an instant.

One after another, hidden weapons shot towards those people like a torrential rain, and the "whoosh whoosh" sound of breaking through the air continued.

Followed by.

In just thirty seconds, screams echoed throughout the temple.

"My eyes! Damn Young Master of Wuming Villa, don't even think about escaping today!"

"The young manor master is from the Wuming Villa. As a truly righteous force in the martial arts world, using such despicable means, isn't it too much like a treacherous villain?"

"Is there any need to talk about morality when dealing with guys like you?"

The young man in white spoke coldly and frankly admitted that he was the young master of Wuming Villa.

After confirming the other party's identity.

Wang Xing became inexplicably excited, with excitement flashing in his eyes.

He looked at Zheng Yi and said anxiously: "The immortal cultivation technique, if we can get it..."

Zheng Yi waved his hand, indicating that he was not interested in this, and said calmly: "Fellow Daoist Wang, do you think this immortal cultivation method is really that mysterious?

If it really existed, it wouldn't just be these ordinary mortals scrambling for it. Those true immortal cultivators would have heard about it and come here long ago."

Zheng Yi smiled gently.

However, this did not dampen Wang Xing's desire to try.

"If it really is some powerful magical skill."

"Don't worry, we both have a share."

Wang Xing patted Zheng Yi on the shoulder, trying to show that he would not eat alone.

Zheng Yi shook his head helplessly.

The hidden weapon attack just now and the sneak attack at the beginning caused many people in the martial arts world to fall down, but there were still a few who survived by chance.

They dragged their broken bodies and pounced on them again.

at this point.

Both sides understand that it is either you die or I die, there is no turning back.

"Young Master, hand over the technique, and I may spare your life today!"

"Ha ha ha ha."

The young master of Wuming Villa laughed mockingly, "If you really hand it over, you will be dead.

Do you really think I am a three-year-old child?"

After that, the two sides fought again.

Fists and palms collide.

"Monkey Stealing Peaches"

All kinds of despicable means such as "Twin Dragons Going Out to Sea" were used one after another, with only one purpose, which was to eliminate the other party.

A few rounds down.

The young master of Wuming Villa seized the opportunity. Although his left arm was chopped by someone, the butterfly dagger in his right hand also scratched another person and slashed the other person's chest hard.

The two gangsters fell in front of him like dead dogs.

However, the young master did not let down his guard.

Instead, he looked at Zheng Yi and Wang Xing beside him with a sinister look, and said leisurely: "You two, are you still not going to take action?
How long do you plan to wait?"

The young master of Wuming Villa turned around and his eyes wandered between the two of them.

He didn't believe that these two people were really free of greed.

The reason why the group of martial arts men and the young owner did not take action against Zheng Yi and Wang Xing was because they could not sense any martial arts aura from them.

For this seemingly non-threatening existence.

Naturally, they planned to leave it to the end. After all, taking action too early would easily expose their flaws and lose the initiative.

“Since you’ve said that, we won’t be polite.

Take out the technique, and I will return it to you after that."

Wang Xing spoke.

He knew in his heart that Zheng Yi's trump card could not be used at will.

“Sure enough, it’s just like those people.

In this case, killing both of you today won’t be considered a loss.”

The young master said coldly.

But he just made a move.

The next moment, his steps suddenly stopped and he looked at Wang Xing in front of him with shock and disbelief in his eyes, as if he saw the faith he had been pursuing.

He blurted out: "It's actually an immortal!"

The young master fell to his knees with a plop. This sudden action stunned Wang Xing, who was about to use the fireball technique to compete with the young master.

Wang Xing frowned and asked the young master loudly, "What on earth do you want to do, kid?"

It can be seen that the previous experience left a great psychological trauma on Wang Xing. After all, he is only at the second level of Qi Refining now, and there is still a certain danger.

"Meet the Immortal."

"I beg you to test whether I have spiritual roots, and teach me the method of cultivating immortality."

The young master of Wuming Villa had red eyes, tears welled up in his eyes, and he shouted loudly.

Hearing this, Zheng Yi and Wang Xing looked at each other in confusion, not quite understanding what the other party meant.

Wang Xing was a little undecided and looked at Zheng Yi.

Zheng Yi had no choice but to step forward.

“Didn’t you get the Immortal Cultivation Technique?
Just practice it directly.

If you can succeed in practicing it, it means you have spiritual roots; if you cannot feel the spiritual energy between heaven and earth, it means you do not have spiritual roots.

Is it so difficult to guess such a simple truth? "

Zheng Yi said in a calm tone.

After a few words, Zheng Yi came in front of the young master.

Seeing Zheng Yi come forward, the young master of Wuming Villa knew that Zheng Yi was the stronger one between the two.

The young master was both relieved to have survived the disaster and a little embarrassed. He hurriedly explained to Zheng Yi: "I hope the immortal will understand."

talking.

Without hesitation, he took out the martial arts book that he had hidden in his arms and kept close to his body.

This set of skills was bound with yellow paper, the edges and corners were worn, and it looked quite old.

The young master handed it to Zheng Yi respectfully without putting forward any conditions.

Things in the world are often like this. Something that is extremely precious to some people may be like an old shoe and have no value in the hands of others.

Zheng Yi took the technique, glanced at it casually, and smiled: "This is not a technique for cultivating immortals, but a technique for cultivating immortals."

As he spoke, Zheng Yi raised his right hand.

Spiritual power surged, and then several fireballs appeared out of thin air. Then ice arrows, wind blades, light body techniques and other techniques were demonstrated one by one in front of the young master of Wuming Villa.

"As for whether you have spiritual roots..."

Zheng Yi squatted down, thanking the other party for giving him a book on magical skills.

He felt the young master's pulse and sent a stream of spiritual power into his body.

Zheng Yi's eyes narrowed slightly, feeling a little surprised.

"You really have spiritual roots."

Zheng Yi said calmly, "However, I can't tell whether the spiritual roots are of middle, lower or upper grade, but it is indeed possible to practice."

Zheng Yi's words had just come out.

The young master in front of him immediately looked delighted.

Having spiritual roots means that everything he has done before has meaning.

At this moment, Wang Xing smiled leisurely.

Looking at the young master in front of him, although he no longer looked down on mortals, his face was filled with a hint of amusement: "I heard from those people that you killed your father and son.

He also stole your master's inherited skills. Could it be this book of magical skills?
Fellow Daoist Zheng Yi and I will not help such a person, and we may even have to eliminate him for the people."

After Wang Xing's reminder, Zheng Yi looked at the young master with a playful look.

Seeing such a big change in their attitudes.

The young master's heart suddenly felt like it had fallen into an ice cellar, completely cold.

He hurriedly explained: "Please understand, the two immortals, Wuming Villa was being alienated by other forces in the martial arts world.

My uncle colluded with outsiders, seized the position of owner of the manor, and spread these rumors.

As for the inherited martial arts book, it was originally passed down to me by my master. I am his only disciple, and the secret book will eventually come into my hands. Why should I do such an unjust thing?"

With the explanation of the young master of Wuming Villa, things became more and more confusing.

Zheng Yi smiled faintly.

He looked at the other person and casually returned the booklet.

He had just read through the magical techniques in the booklet and had memorized the contents in his mind. He would be able to practice them quickly by following the training methods above.

Although this technique is a bit unorthodox, it is not evil.

Even if it is performed in the Piaomiao Mountain King's house, I think there won't be much hindrance.

"It is you who needs to prove yourself, not us.

One month later, we will pass by this mountain temple again.

If you can produce solid evidence, we will take you on the path of cultivating immortals, teach you the techniques, and provide you with resources for cultivation. Your future will depend on your own luck.

Everything from now on depends on chance.”

Zheng Yi said, taking out a soul-attracting pill from his storage ring with his right hand, “This pill can help you become an innate person in the martial arts world, and it will surely enhance your ability to collect evidence.

We'll be waiting for you in a month."

After saying that, Zheng Yi looked outside the mountain temple. The sky outside the temple had turned from cloudy to clear.

A lot of things happened in the temple, and it was time to leave.

Zheng Yi gave Wang Xing a look, and the latter quickly stood up.

The two walked together onto the official road.

Bai Mochen, the young master of Wuming Villa, took a deep breath, took the Soul-Guiding Pill, and held it tightly in his hand.

“Innate realm, practicing the great way, I, Bai Mochen, am here.

Thank you two seniors, I, Bai Mochen, will never forget your kindness today!"

Bai Mochen said loudly after swearing the oath.

He gritted his teeth, turned around and prepared to find a safe place first, take the soul-attracting pill, and then do other things.

He knew he still had time.

Got on the carriage.

This time, Wang Xing completely took on the role of the coachman, while Zheng Yi drew the magical skills he had just performed in the carriage.

The two took turns to rest, and by late at night, they were almost reaching the territory of Wangjia Village.

"Reached?"

Zheng Yi's voice came from the carriage.

A bonfire was lit outside.

They had long since left the area they were in, and the surroundings were no longer damp.

The two came to a nearby post station.

"Yes!"

Wang Xing came running over.

He steadily caught the booklet that Zheng Yi threw and held it tightly in his arms.

He has been in the Wang family for many years and has long been able to read and write. He has transformed from an illiterate person to an educated person today.

He flipped open the booklet and looked at it, and couldn't help but say, "It turned out to be this kind of magic secret technique - Blood Escape.

This is to use spiritual power to squeeze most of the body's spiritual power and the power of Dantian into one place. Since it is just an ordinary magical power in the Qi Refining Realm, the sequelae are not serious.

After using this magic, one can perform the escape technique and transform into a blood shield, with a speed comparable to that of an ordinary late-stage Qi Refining cultivator.

If one's own realm is high enough, the speed will be greatly improved, and the sequelae will only cause one to fall into a period of weakness, which will not harm the spiritual roots.

Can we learn this magical power?"

Wang Xing looked at Zheng Yi.

"Of course you can. It doesn't hurt anything, does it?"

Zheng Yi said as he got off the carriage and walked into the post station.

Wang Xing nodded and breathed a sigh of relief.

In the secular and spiritual worlds.

There are not many people he can trust, and Zheng Yi is definitely one of them.

The next day, the two of them traveled for another distance.

Come to Wangjia Village again.

Wangjia Village was very different from what Zheng Yi remembered, and Wang Xing also found the changes astonishing.

It was only a year apart.

But Wangjia Village seems to have become Wangjia Town. This change is really jaw-dropping.

Wang Xing returned home quickly. Zheng Yi didn't have his own home in the village, so he came to the village chief's yard.

There was a fence surrounding the yard, and a three-way entrance and exit courtyard made of red bricks. If it was surrounded by spiritual energy, it would look almost the same as Zheng Yi's residence in Wang's family in Piaomiao Mountain.

"Grandpa, the village chief."

Zheng Yi saw the village chief exercising in the yard and greeted him.

At this moment, the village chief's muscles were tense. He no longer looked like the frail old man in people's memory. He was full of energy and his hair had turned black again. It seemed that he had entered the innate realm and his vitality had been replenished.

Otherwise, at the village chief’s age, even if he practices martial arts very well, he probably won’t have much time left.

With his current status, Zheng Yi is not qualified to obtain things like the longevity elixir.

"It turns out to be you, Zheng Yi." (End of this chapter)