Speed ​​Pass starts with choosing a hunter

Chapter 255 The world
Lingzhou, the provincial government.

In an elegant room.

Dong Wanjun, Jiang Changping and Bai Yuan stood in front of the bed.

An old man lay weakly at the head of the bed.

The three people in the room are all the top figures in Lingzhou. In comparison, Bai Yuan's appearance is much more abrupt, which also shows Du Qinghui's favor for him.

"I have written a letter to His Majesty, and a strong man will come to help soon."

Du Qinghui's face was as pale as gold paper. He had just woken up today.

His broken arm has been reattached by the miracle doctor of Lingzhou City. Although there is not much difference in daily use, it will still be affected during battle, and it will take a long time to fully recover.

Although Du Qinghui was defeated, he was not at all frustrated or discouraged.

After all, he is not one of those brave and aggressive martial artists. If he loses, he loses. He is not pursuing the ultimate combat power.

Du Qinghui was born into a Confucian family. When he reached his level, breaking through was no longer just a matter of his own efforts.

Confucian martial artists entered the court as officials, not only for wealth and glory, but more for the illusory destiny of the country, in order to achieve a higher level of martial arts.

This is also the reason why most Confucian students in the world join the imperial family.

In the battle that night, in addition to Du Qinghui, Jiang Changping was also seriously injured. In the end, only Old Man Dong was intact.

Jiang Changpin's face was pale, and his injuries had not fully recovered: "Sir, the Demon Sect is bound to counterattack."

He did not continue.

It would take at least ten days for Du Qinghui to send a letter to the imperial court to send experts to Lingzhou, which means that Lingzhou was the weakest during this period.

"What's the situation in Qingzhou?"

Jiang Changping: "We have already sent a fast horse to the Qingzhou Palace."

The strongest person closest to Lingzhou is undoubtedly the King of Qingzhou.

The King of Qingzhou has been in charge of the northern border for nearly a hundred years, and his strength is unfathomable. If he is willing to take action, the crisis in Lingzhou will be resolved.

Du Qinghui nodded, closed his eyes and lay on the bed, waving his hands weakly.

Jiang Changping, Dong Wanjun and Bai Yuan left the room.

The three of them walked out of the room, and Dong Wanjun slowly said, "You will stay here to protect Mr. Du for the time being."

"Yes, Master."

Bai Yuan bowed and clasped his fists.

This is also an important reason why he was called.

Given the current situation in Lingzhou, the only person in the entire provincial government who can fight is Dong Wanjun.

Although there are still many powerful people in those sects and clans, they cannot be trusted. After all, the infiltration of the Soul-Chasing Tower is simply pervasive, and no one can guarantee that those forces have not been instigated to rebel.

So after weighing the pros and cons, Bai Yuan is undoubtedly the best candidate to guard Du Qinghui.

Dong Wanjun gave a few more instructions and then left with Jiang Changping in a swift and decisive manner.

There are still too many things waiting for them to deal with in Lingzhou.

In addition to the masters of the Demon Sect, we must also guard against the foreign forces in Lingzhou.

Soon, Bai Yuan and some servants serving Du Qinghui were the only ones left in the yard.

Unlike those court officials, Du Qinghui had only three or four maids in his courtyard, and most of them were male servants.

When Du Qinghui was still in the Censorate, many of his political enemies in Kyoto spread rumors that he had an affair.

Bai Yuan didn't know whether the governor lying on the bed liked men, but at least Du Qinghui was not very interested in women.

Compared with those high-ranking officials of the same rank as him, Du Qinghui's family can only be described as bleak.

I heard that Du Qinghui only married a wife and did not take a concubine. He has a son and a daughter, and I heard that they have average talent in martial arts.

The daughter married a wealthy man in Kyoto, and the son went to the south to work as an official of the sixth rank with a leisurely life.

Du Qinghui had many political enemies, but even among them, no one dared to criticize his personal morality.

As a high-ranking official of the second rank, he could have given his children a better life.

Du Qinghui can be considered an honest official among honest officials.

Bai Yuan found a shady corner in the corridor and sat down. It was only eight feet away from Du Qinghui's room, and everything that happened in the room could not escape his eyes and ears.

He held the long sword to his chest, and a ferocious ape with white hair and bare feet appeared before his eyes.

After this battle, the degree of imitation between him and Zhu Yan has increased by 50%.

Recalling the fight with Han Min, he almost lost his mind after using Zhu Yan's power.

Zhu Yan was a ferocious beast that represented war in ancient times, and was naturally extremely ferocious.

Most monster hunters who practice monster skills choose to start with the easy ones and then move on to the difficult ones. Otherwise, they may lose control and go astray, causing their intelligence to be wiped out and they will turn into monsters.

There are very few people like Bai Yuan who can directly evolve from ancient ferocious beasts.

Of course, this is also because Bai Yuan has no master to lead the way, so he dares to do it in one step.

Bai Yuan was carefully thinking about how to perform the magic trick.

At this time, a servant came over.

"Master Bai, Master Du invites you to come in and have a chat."

Bai Yuan raised his eyebrows: "Okay, I'll go in now."

Although he didn't know why Du Qinghui wanted to see him, he still followed the servant in.

When he walked into the room, Du Qinghui was drinking the medicine soup, or to be more precise, the spiritual soup, with the help of a maid.

Of course, this magical soup was made by Bai Yuan himself.

Du Qinghui drank the spiritual soup, and his face became rosier at a speed visible to the naked eye. He leaned against the head of the bed and looked at Bai Yuan. "Find a place to sit by yourself. Do you want me to treat you?"

Bai Yuan knew Du Qinghui's old-fashioned personality.

He found a seat closest to Du Qinghui and sat down.

"Is there any movement from the Demon Sect?"

Du Qinghui closed his eyes.

Bai Yuan: "I haven't heard any news yet."

Du Qinghui nodded.

As long as the imperial court or the Qingzhou Palace sends experts to help, Lingzhou's crisis can be safely overcome.

Du Qinghui suddenly asked: "Have you realized a little bit of perception?"

Bai Yuan shook his head: "Not yet."

Although he is very powerful now, his realm is not improving very fast.

Previously, he relied on the Tiger-Crane Style to realize the power in advance, but such good luck does not always happen. Although he has good perception, he has not been able to transform the power in his body into sensory power.

This is also the drawback of practicing all dharmas together.

Like Old Man Dong, the two of them were too powerful, and they all practiced killing methods, so their perception of the martial arts realm was much slower than that of the monks of the three religions, and even slower than the average martial artist.

But once you break through, you will basically be invincible at the same level.

But there are not many people who can endure this kind of loneliness.

Du Qinghui: "There is no distinction between high and low martial arts in the world. In fact, Emperor Taizu took this path back then, but it was too difficult to take, so not many descendants of the royal family tried it."

Bai Yuan suddenly became interested.

Unexpectedly, the Emperor Taizu, who lived for 800 years, actually took the same path as him.

When Du Qinghui was in Kyoto, he was the Left Censor-in-Chief of the Censorate. He must have known more secrets of the royal family than most people.

Don't miss this precious opportunity.

"When did Emperor Taizu break through the level of perception?"

"According to the historian's records, he should be forty years old."

Bai Yuan nodded secretly in his heart, he was indeed the ruthless man who founded Xuanyang’s thousand-year foundation, he was indeed fierce.

Even a genius like Old Man Dong didn't break through to perception until he was sixty years old. So it seems that Emperor Taizu's progress was much faster.

According to legend, Emperor Xuanyang Taizu was a ghostwriter who rose to prominence in the turbulent times.

Because of his background, he was destined to not follow the path of the martial artists of the three religions, and in the end he had to prove his truth through force.

Du Qinghui: "Young people should guard against arrogance and impatience, and must not aim too high, especially your kind."

"I will follow Master Du's instructions."

Du Qinghui opened his eyes and showed a hint of relief.

For no reason, he thought of his good-for-nothing son. If he had even a third of the talent of the young man in front of him, he would be able to die with a smile on his face.

The rule that a good father will have a good son almost does not exist among martial artists.

Since there were few people with talent in martial arts, it was a common occurrence for a general's son to be stuck at the entry level for his entire life.

Therefore, whether it is the Li royal family or those major clans, the first requirement for their members is the ability to give birth.

Only by piling up huge numbers can we find good seedlings.

Otherwise, no matter how great the foundation created by our ancestors is, it will be in vain if the descendants cannot preserve it.

In comparison, those sects are much better.

By opening their doors widely to recruit talents from all over the world, there are even ten thousand year old sects in Xuanyang. The foundation of those sects is terrifyingly strong, which is why Emperor Taizu is willing to rule the world together with the sects.

The difference in model cannot be remedied in any way unless the Li family is willing to accept that the emperor does not have the surname Li.

When Du Qinghui thought of his restless son who was an official in the south, he felt a rare sense of sadness.

The only son of a wealthy family is not afraid of being incompetent, but of not knowing it.

The sixth-rank official position is already the upper limit for his only son, and any higher position would turn out to be a disaster.

It's a pity that his good intentions could not be understood at all.

Du Qinghui: "Your master Dong Wanjun is good, but he lacks some background after all. If you are willing, I can introduce a famous teacher to you. I can talk to your master."

Bai Yuan raised his eyebrows.

He didn't expect that Du Qinghui would take the initiative to introduce him to a famous teacher.

You know, the famous teacher that Du Qinghui mentioned must be a big figure in Xuanyang who is well-known in the area, or at least a figure at the level of the head of the Tianxuan Sect.

It would be a lie to say that I'm not tempted.

But in the end he still shook his head and said, "Thank you Mr. Du for your kindness. I have no intention of joining him for the time being."

Hearing this, Du Qinghui showed surprise in his eyes for the first time.

In his opinion, there was no way Bai Yuan would refuse such temptation.

After all, if you have a famous teacher to help you, the path of martial arts will definitely be much smoother.

Just like Dong Wanjun, although he had accumulated a lot of experience, it would have been impossible for him to break through his perception so quickly if he had not met Xu Dingchun in the Zhenbei Army.

But soon, there was more admiration in Du Qinghui's eyes.

There are too many people in the world who give up their masters for the sake of their future, so young people like Bai Yuan have become extremely rare.

Although in fact Bai Yuan just felt that there were too few people taking his path, even if he became a disciple, the benefits would not be too great, and he might even be restricted. It would be better to be free as he is now.

(End of this chapter)