Speed ​​Pass starts with choosing a hunter

Chapter 215 General
Huanglong Mansion, Baiweiju.

Baiweiju is a genuine century-old restaurant in Huanglongfu, especially the drunken goose cooked by the old shopkeeper, which is a must-try.

It’s a pity that there are only three drunken geese a day, and only those with both money and power are qualified to buy them.

A middle-aged man was sitting on the top floor of Baiweiju, with a drunken goose on the table.

Next to him stood a strong man with a long sword on his waist, who looked like a soldier.

The man lowered his voice respectfully: "General, His Majesty's imperial edict will arrive in Lingzhou soon, and we should set off."

"Not urgent."

The middle-aged man waved his hand.

Pick up a piece of goose meat with your chopsticks and put it in your mouth and chew it carefully.

“It’s still not as good as this.”

late at night.

There were little lights on the main peak of Shenfu Gate, which were the patrolling soldiers of Shenfu Army.

And in the darkness of night.

An old man was moving silently. His movements were not fast, but he was able to perfectly avoid the sight of the patrolling soldiers.

This is the power of perception.

The almost terrifying perception allows the Perceptual Martial Artist to easily see through other people's minds and anticipate the enemy's moves.

The old man had his hands behind his back, as if he was walking in his own back garden.

This old man was none other than the elder of the Tianxuan sect, Taoist Cangsong.

Came to kill Bai Yuan.

With his combat power that is comparable to the top five on the Heavenly Ranking, it is a piece of cake for him to kill a small sect leader who is ranked ninth.

It is true that Bai Yuan has killed people with strong perception, but the perception of Yan Mo is far from comparable to that of Taoist Cangsong. The difference is not even a little bit.

Now that he is here, Bai Yuan is doomed to die.

This is his confidence as a strong man.

Taoist Cangsong soon saw the towering headmaster's hall. Just as he was about to reach the door of the hall, a figure was already standing there.

He narrowed his eyes slightly.

His intuition told him that the middle-aged man was here specifically waiting for him.

The intuition of a perceptual martial artist is always very accurate, so it is almost certain that it is the fact.

Taoist Cangsong stopped and confronted the middle-aged man from a distance.

He frowned because he actually felt a dangerous aura from the man. There was almost no one in Lingzhou who could make him feel so threatened.

Unless the person in front of him is not from Lingzhou.

"who are you?"

Taoist Cangsong spoke slowly.

Although he knew it was impossible to get an answer, he still couldn't help asking.

Sure enough, the middle-aged man did not answer.

"Leave, or die."

Upon hearing this, Taoist Cangsong's eyes narrowed into slits.

It had been a long time since he heard someone dare to speak to him like this. It was really a big tone, but he really didn't dare to go forward.

His instinct told him that if he dared to go forward, he would definitely die.

Taoist Cangsong gritted his teeth and uttered three words unwillingly again: "Who are you?"

What he didn't expect was that this time the middle-aged man gave an answer: "My last name is Dong."

Taoist Cangsong’s pupils suddenly widened.

There is only one warrior named Dong in Lingzhou who has such power.

Number one on the Heavenly Ranking, Dong Wanjun!

He never expected that Dong Wanjun would come back from Beiyuan to kill him! !

Dong Kang!

The iron door of the hall was slowly pushed open from the inside.

Bai Yuan walked out from the door.

A figure was standing outside the door with his back to him, looking particularly tall in the moonlight.

Taoist Cangsong had long disappeared.

"Master?"

Bai Yuan asked tentatively.

With his abnormal hearing, he had already noticed the movement outside the door.

The middle-aged man turned around slowly, and when he smelled the familiar smell of sex, Bai Yuan recognized him at a glance. This man was the old man Dong who had returned from Beiyuan.

No one else can imitate this taste.

But Dong Wanjun today can't really be called an old man.

After breaking through the perception, Dong Wanjun's appearance rejuvenated. Now he looks to be only in his early forties, still wearing the familiar gray robe.

Dong Wanjun looked at Bai Yuan and asked, "Have you figured out where the problem lies?"

What Old Man Dong was referring to was of course the incident where Taoist Cangsong discovered him and came to his house. If he had not appeared tonight, Bai Yuan might have been killed.

Bai Yuan sincerely asked for advice: "My disciple is stupid."

He concealed the matter between Zhou Yun and Xu Hui very well, so Taoist Cangsong had no reason to suspect him, so he was even more puzzled.

Old Man Dong didn't waste any words and threw out a brand new martial arts book with a blue cover from his arms.

“I still haven’t learned enough.”

"If you practice some divination skills, you can naturally counter that old bull nose."

"!!!"

Bai Yuan was a little dumbfounded. He didn't expect that his science would eventually lose to metaphysics.

Taoist Cangsong suspected that he actually relied on divination, which was somewhat unexpected for him.

After all, in the eyes of the world, divination is nothing more than a trick to deceive people.

Bai Yuan looked at the technique in his hand called "The Forty-Nine Book".

It seems that it is still necessary to learn some tricks of the charlatans.

The next day.

A shocking piece of news reached Lingzhou. That was that the position of Lingzhou's long-awaited general had finally been decided, and the new general was unexpectedly a martial arts master from the state.

But no one expected that it would be the long-missing Dong Wanjun.

Yes, Dong Wanjun has returned from Beiyuan.

It is said that he killed many Demon Sect masters in Beiyuan, causing a huge commotion. If the Demon Sect's deputy leader had not intervened in the end, he would probably have continued killing for a long time.

After Dong Wanjun returned to Zhenbei Army.

The news soon reached the palace.

When Emperor Xuanyang heard the news, he was very pleased. Thinking that Dong Wanjun was a talented person, he happily conferred the title of General of Lingzhou on him.

Originally, people in the court thought that Dong Wanjun was a confidant of Xu Dingchun, the former General Zhenbei and current Minister of War. Xu Dingchun would definitely say something to add to his achievements, just like he did to the prefect who was demoted before.

But what was unexpected was that Xu Dingchun actually claimed to be sick and stayed at home, and even did not attend the morning court. His intention to avoid suspicion was too obvious.

For a moment, everyone in Lingzhou focused their attention on the two new generals and the new prefect.

It is well known to everyone that the prefect and the general of Xuanyang have never gotten along.

"Junior brother, you are back."

Murong Tian looked at Dong Wanjun, who had become a middle-aged man, and felt emotional.

Dong Wanjun had never returned to Shenfu Gate after his breakthrough in perception, so this was the first time he saw it.

When he thought about how he once teased Dong Wanjun that he had become an old man and that he was better than he was back then, the situation was reversed.

Now his junior brother Dong is full of vigor and vitality, while he is just an old man waiting to die.

Dong Wanjun frowned and looked at Murong Tian.

He had already learned from Bai Yuan what had happened at Shenfu Gate.

It’s a pity that Lu Xiao is dead, otherwise he would have to die again.

As for the demoted prefect, Dong Wanjun certainly did not intend to let him go.

There are some things Bai Yuan can't do, but he can.

Because he is strong enough, whatever a strong person does will ultimately be defined as right.

In Bai Yuan's previous life, this was called the winner is the king.

"It will heal you eventually."

Dong Wanjun said.

With his current medical skills, he couldn't cure Murong Tian at all.

The qi and blood are burning, and even a miracle doctor will be powerless to save the patient.

Murong Tian smiled and shook his head. He had already accepted the fact.

Now that Dong Wanjun has returned and Bai Yuan is here, the Shenfu Sect can prosper for at least a hundred years. By then, the Murong family will surely have a new genius.

It doesn't really make much difference whether he's there or not.

Dong Wanjun sighed in his heart.

Of course he could see that Murong Tian had already become disheartened.

Just as the two were silent, Ruan Xiulua, Liu Donghai, Yu Hui and others came to the Hall of the Supreme Elders together.

They looked at Dong Wanjun, who had become a middle-aged man, with mixed feelings.

Especially Ruan Xiulua, Situ Liuyun and others, they targeted Dong Wanjun a lot in those days.

Now that we meet again after experiencing such great changes, I naturally have mixed feelings.

"Senior Brother Dong."

Ruan Xiulua, Situ Liuyun and others bowed respectfully.

Dong Wanjun waved his hand: "Gu Tang and the others should be able to come back in a few days."

Gu Tang was one of the several peak masters of Shenfu Sect who were sent to Zhenbei Army.

The six peak masters were transferred back to Lingzhou as subordinates of the Lingzhou general.

Upon hearing this, Ruan Xiulua was overjoyed.

The Shenfu Sect has added six more masters, and its power is now no less than before.

Ruan Xiulua: "Brother Dong, are you going to Lingzhou?"

The news that Dong Wanjun is the new general of Lingzhou has spread throughout Lingzhou.

Old Dong hummed.

Now that he has accepted the official title, he can no longer be the leader of Shenfu Sect, and can only be a guest official at best.

Once you become a member of the imperial family, it is almost equivalent to being cut off from the world.

Otherwise, he would never be able to withstand the spit of those old-fashioned people in the Xuanyang court who have studied the classics for a lifetime.

Ruan Xiulua showed a disappointed expression.

Although Dong Wanjun is still in Lingzhou, and his relationship with Shenfumen will most likely remain the same as before, as time goes by, they are no longer fellow travelers.

With Dong Wanjun's talent, he would never stop at being the general of a small island in the north.

Not to mention that he has a powerful backer in the court.
Fortunately, Shenfumen still has Bai Yuan. Even if Dong Wanjun really leaves one day, Shenfumen will still be strong and prosperous.

At this time, Ouyang Hua said fiercely: "Brother Dong, the old Taoist priest in Changshou Palace coveted the Divine Palace and surrounded and killed Brother Murong. This revenge must be avenged."

Changshou Palace played a big role in Murong Tian's fall to his current state.

Dong Wanjun's face gradually turned cold: "Of course I have to report it."

But now is not the time.

If he had attacked Changshou Palace right after becoming the general of Lingzhou, the Lingzhou underworld would have thought that he was no different from the previous Lu Xiao.

More importantly, Xu Dingchun’s political enemies will certainly not miss this opportunity to criticize him.

But although he couldn't kill Changshou Zhenren directly, he could still make Changshou Palace uncomfortable.

Three days later.

Another piece of news about Lingzhou’s new general spread in Lingzhou.

Dong Wanjun went alone to the Changshou Palace to discuss matters with the Changshou Master.

The contest between the first and second place on the Lingzhou Heavenly Ranking naturally attracted special attention.

No one knows the details of the battle. All people know is that the final result was that Zhenren Changshou announced that the Changshou Palace would be closed for ten years as a retreat for meditation.

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Changshou Palace had clearly become autistic due to being beaten.

For a time, Dong Wanjun's position as the number one in Lingzhou was completely secured.

Because it was just an ordinary martial arts exchange, even the young doctors from the Censorate were helpless about it. Their few insignificant criticisms were stopped before they even reached the Emperor.

(End of this chapter)