Man is in the midst of the mysteries of the spirit, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

Anle was not surprised by this.

After all, the previous Situ Yuan also took the initiative to find himself in the state of Jade-faced Scholar.

There will definitely be masters from the Zhenling Division who will come to see the famous, mysterious and terrifying Immortal Wuxu after hearing the news.

Based on Anle's understanding of the Zhenling Division, its members would often take the initiative to contact those potential fourth-level warriors who had not yet been registered.

There are two reasons for this.

First, this is one of the tasks of the Zhenling Division, and asking fourth-level warriors to register is probably also their performance.

Second, fourth-level warriors in the same state will often be assigned to the same state’s Zhenling Division.

Just like when a new colleague is about to join the team, it is always a good thing to observe him or build a good relationship with him in advance.

Anle was lucky this time. If he had met some warriors with violent tempers, they would probably have broken into the Taoist temple and caused damage, or hurt the Yin siblings.

By then, other people will naturally know that Immortal Wuxu is no longer here, and they may even think of the Jade-faced Scholar who also left.

And this person just left quietly after confirming that Anle was gone.

In the Great Tai Dynasty where most warriors are arrogant and have explosive tempers, this is like a breath of fresh air.

Anle asked again: "Did he say anything before he left?"

Yin Feichen thought for a moment and said, "He said his name is Pei Zun. If you come back, Master, you can go to the Zhenling Division to find him."

"Pei Zun?"

Anle silently memorized the name in his heart, and at the same time realized: "I can't delay it any longer."

"It's time to go to the Zhenling Division."

******

After making up his mind, Anle acted particularly vigorously and decisively.

It only took him half a day to handle most of the matters in Baoqi County.

Anle first went to meet Hai Yuqing and unexpectedly received a letter of introduction from him.

According to Hai Yuqing, he also has one or two warriors he knows in the Zhenling Division who may be able to help.

Besides, Hai Yuqing is an official officially appointed by the Datai Divine Dynasty after all. Having such a county magistrate's endorsement will undoubtedly reduce a lot of unnecessary trouble.

After this incident, Anle had a deeper understanding of Hai Yuqing's ability to behave like a good person.

To be honest, when Anle first met this dark-skinned county magistrate who looked like an old farmer, he thought he would be the kind of person who would stick to his principles.

Facts have proved that you can’t judge a book by its cover.

What’s interesting is that Hai Yuqing heard some rumors from somewhere and warned Anle very seriously before leaving.

"Recently, a peerless strongman called the Ghost Face Man appeared in Qingzhou and Lingzhou. His strength is unpredictable. He suppressed several fourth-level realm masters by himself. Even the strong men of the Lingzhen Division are no match for him."

"The most important thing is that this person has a cruel and volatile temperament. He might kill people for trivial matters."

"Brother Lu, please be careful!"

Anle felt very uncomfortable, but he couldn't expose her, so he could only respond, "Of course, of course."

******

After Anle left, Hai Yuqing suddenly sighed, and his expression seemed much more relaxed.

He sighed not because he was hiding something from Anle, nor because he had done anything wrong, but simply because... it was not easy to be with her.

Compared with more than ten days ago, he now felt indescribable depression just standing next to Lu Bin.

It's like an unarmed person and someone with a dangerous weapon are in the same room. Even if they want to communicate on an equal footing, the potential threat will make the communication less equal.

Hai Yuqing couldn't help but ask Qing Zhengyang beside him.

"Zhengyang, you have made some progress in your practice recently. Can you tell...what level Brother Lu has reached?"

Qing Zhengyang's gaze was still on the direction where Anle was leaving, and there was an unspeakable obsession in his eyes.

But when he came to his senses, he became gloomy again, as if he realized how insignificant he was after looking at the sun and felt ashamed.

When the gap is big enough, even jealousy cannot arise.

Qing Zhengyang replied: "I can't tell."

"For an ordinary person like me, it takes a lot of effort just to look directly at the sun, so how can I get a glimpse of its full appearance?"

"But one thing is certain, he has already walked on a smooth road that we cannot see from behind."

******

In addition to meeting Hai Yuqing, who was barely a friend, An Le also went to meet several "old friends" in the guise of the immortal Wuxu.

Including Dong Shan from the Dong family, and several other landlords.

Anle originally wanted to see if he could get some money out of them, but when he went to the yards of these landlords, he knew there was no hope.

Moreover, Dong Shan and others have already given up. They don't want, can, or dare to ask the Immortal Wuxu to do anything.

Anle felt embarrassed to continue exploiting their surplus value, so after telling these people that he was about to leave Baoqi County, he left quietly.

The next day, people who visited Wuxu Temple discovered that the hill had disappeared without a trace overnight.

Not only the Taoist temple on the mountain disappeared, but also the rocks, trees and weeds disappeared, leaving only a flat open space.

If not for the many mortals who visit here every day, they might think they have remembered the wrong way.

People were shocked to see such a wonderful sight.

Some people realized that this must be the work of the immortal Wuxu.

Besides, he might never come back.

******

It was the third day after leaving Baoqi County.

Anle first settled Ye Ling'er and the Yin siblings outside the city, and then came to the Qingzhou Zhenling Tower.

The warrior at the bottom of the tower saw the handsome scholar in green and took the initiative to ask questions.

"Who is your Excellency?"

An Le bowed politely and said, "My name is Lu Bin. I was lucky enough to break through to the fourth realm some time ago, so I came to your company to register."

Hearing this, the guard asked in surprise, "Is he the Jade-faced Scholar from Baoqi County?"

"Exactly."

The two guards looked at each other, somewhat hesitantly, as if they had encountered something very difficult to deal with.

Anle was not surprised at all. He had already made a plan for this and said directly, "Captain Situ, he should be inside the tower, right?"

"Please take me to see him."

Chapter 221 Do you know the ghost-faced man?

"Excuse me, you two."

As he spoke, Anle calmly handed over two silver bills.

The two guards on the left and right immediately took over, their expressions relaxed, and their tone was not as stiff as before, and they spoke in a friendly manner.

"Mr. Lu, please follow me."

The corruption in the Da Tai Dynasty does not only exist in the court. Small places like the Spiritual Suppression Department are also deeply affected by this unspoken rule.

This is their home base after all, so Anle still has to respect it.

Of course, if it was the Ghost-faced Man or the Immortal Wuxu, they would definitely not follow this rule, but since he is the Jade-faced Scholar who "is kind to others", it is not impossible for him to be patient for a while.

With the silver bills paving the way, the two guards quickly let them go, and one of them took the initiative to take Anle to see Situ Yuan.

As soon as he stepped into the gate of the Zhenling Tower, Anle smelled an unusual smell in the air, with a strange fishy sweetness.

At the same time, the blood pill in his body shook slightly, and the blood in his blood vessels became agitated subconsciously.

The warrior leading the way seemed to hear the sound of rushing waves, but it disappeared in an instant.

"Huh? This is..."

He looked confused and shocked.

But after looking around twice, I couldn't find the source of the sound and just thought it was an illusion.

This situation has happened to most of the warriors working in the Zhenling Tower.

Anle didn't care about what this person was thinking. He silently suppressed the blood in his body and thought to himself.

"This Soul-Suppressing Tower is not only the headquarters of the Qingzhou Soul-Suppressing Division, but also a holy place for martial artists to practice."

“Just being in it will constantly stimulate your qi and blood.”

This was valuable information he had obtained during the deduction, but the reason behind it was not yet known.

Perhaps it was the effect of the silver note, the warrior took the initiative to speak on the way up.

"Mr. Lu, it's really not us who are trying to embarrass you."

"But the department mentioned your case some time ago. At that time, the two centurions had a dispute, and we two gatekeepers did not dare to get involved."

An Le said calmly: "The other captain is Li Yunshen?"

The warrior couldn't help but be stunned.

"How dare Lu Bin call Li Baihu by his first name?"

"What a courage! No wonder Li Baihu is so dissatisfied with him."

Although the Zhenling Division widely recruits warriors of the fourth realm and gathers talents from all over the world, the fourth realm is not like cabbages in the field that can be grabbed in large handfuls at will.

Thinking back to the time when the leaders of the Chiyu Sect and Ziyun Sect were only Jindan-stage cultivators, this shows how rare and respected fourth-stage warriors with similar strength to them are.

Things like slaying demons and arresting suspects are naturally done by the warriors of the fourth realm themselves.

But we can’t trouble them to handle official business and receive others, right?

Therefore, in Zhenlingsi, there are actually quite a number of second and third level warriors, such as the guard in front of him.

Normally, a centurion of the fourth realm like Li Yunshen has both power and strength. To them, he is like a figure from heaven.

When meeting someone, you should not only be polite, but also try your best to meet any rude requests from the other party.

And now, Lu Bin, who has not yet joined the Zhenling Division, dares to call him by his name like this. The guards dare not even think about what he will do in the future!

For the sake of the banknote, the guard still reminded carefully.

"Mr. Lu, when you arrive at the Zhenling Division, it's different from the outside world. You'd better be careful with what you say and do."

An Leming naturally nodded in agreement.

The guard briefly recounted the dispute that had previously arisen in the Zhenling Division regarding the Jade-faced Scholar.

It's nothing more than that Li Yunshen mentioned that there is such a dangerous person in Baoqi County, who has been slow to register with the Zhenling Division. A wanted notice should be issued directly and he should be dealt with as a disobedient person.

Situ Yuan stood up to support Lu Bin, saying that he would come to visit soon and that Li Yunshen was seeking revenge.

The two of them already had conflicts, and because of this trivial matter they quarreled again. They even went to the martial arts arena to fight, and finally gave up reluctantly after being persuaded by another centurion.

This made many people know the name of "Lu Bin".

Otherwise, a fourth-level warrior from a small Baoqi County would not be so famous.

While chatting, Anle looked around and observed the internal structure of the Soul-Suppressing Tower.

The Zhenling Tower is divided into several floors, each floor has several different areas, and each floor is connected by a circular staircase.

Walls, stairs, floors... most things in this tower are made of the same material, black-gray in color, between rock and metal, and extremely hard.

An ordinary warrior of the fourth realm might not be able to break a wall in the Soul-Suppressing Tower.

What’s interesting is that Anle actually smelled the breath of spiritual power from it.

It seems as if there is some kind of strange magic array in this Soul-Suppressing Tower?

Or, ritual?

Anle narrowed his eyes and thought: "Maybe... it has something to do with this smell that stimulates the blood."