The Shadowless God of the Six Doors

Chapter 132 The Poison Maniac

Zhang Wenjin was overwhelmed with confidence. Thinking about his future walks in the rivers and lakes, he had another layer of assurance, not only secretly said: "This nine-turn golden body is really a magical skill for body training, but the training process is too painful. If you don't have strong perseverance, it may be difficult to cultivate."

It is no longer possible to practice the nine-turn golden body again, Zhang Wenjin's internal energy has been exhausted, and it will be impossible to return to the previous state again within a year or so.

Zhang Wenjin rested for a day, adjusted his condition, and then walked out of the small cave.

"Brother, your complexion is not good. Is there something wrong with your practice?" Feng Hu asked seeing Zhang Wenjin's face turn pale.

"Your elder brother is fine, he is exhausted from his practice and lacks internal energy." Daoist Jingyue saw the problem at a glance and said, "Little friend, what kind of exercise do you practice? It is so overbearing that it consumes all of your internal energy. eight."

Zhang Wenjin didn't want them to know that he was practicing the Nine-Turn Golden Body, so he shook his head and said, "I tried to comprehend Immortal Slash just now, but it was too difficult and consumed a lot of internal energy, and there was no result."

Daoist Jingyue had never practiced Immortal Slash, but he always felt that there was something wrong with what Zhang Wenjin said. Even if he practiced Immortal Slash, it wouldn't be the case. Besides, according to previous experience, there were no abnormal noises in the cave.But everyone has secrets, and Daoist Jingyue interrupted me because it was inconvenient to ask more questions.

After recovering in the cave for a few more days, Zhang Wenjin's internal strength recovered a little, and he followed Jingyue Road out of the cave.

About to leave the Sanyang Temple where he had lived for half his life, Daoist Jingyue had a rare serious expression on his face, and he stopped laughing and joking.Standing in front of the gate of Sanyang Guanguan, Daoist Jingyue suddenly knelt down and kowtowed, with tears in his eyes, and mumbling in his mouth, he didn't know what he said.

Standing under a tree not far away, Feng Hu looked at the winding mountain road, feeling a little impatient.Zhang Wenjin looked at Daoist Jingyue, and suddenly felt that this unreliable old Taoist priest still had a lot of affection for Sanyang Temple and his teacher Sanyang Taoist. Although he kept talking about leaving Sanyang Temple all day long, When I really left, my heart was not happy.

Zhang Wenjin didn't want to disturb Taoist Master Jingyue, so he turned around and waited beside the avenue.After about a cup of tea, Daoist Jingyue came over with a smile and returned to his usual expression.

"It's a pity that this Taoist temple, once you leave this temple and no one is watching it, I'm afraid it will be abandoned." Zhang Wenjin sighed.

Priest Jingyue smiled and said: "It's okay, I have entrusted a fellow Taoist to take care of it for me, and he will come to live here after I leave.

Although you don't want to join my teacher's school, little friend, but you have learned my teacher's unique skills, we can be regarded as brothers and sisters, I have no worries, I will do what I promise you.

I've had enough of staying in this place. When you return to the capital, I also want to follow you to beg for a bowl of food.You don't have to worry about me, I'm an old man, I have my own tricks, maybe I can help you when I'm in the capital. "

Zhang Wenjin was speechless to what Daoist Jingyue said, and Zhang Wenjin couldn't stop him from going to the capital for development, so that's the only way to go.Right now, Daoist Jingyue is still needed to help, so Zhang Wenjin can't say anything.

In a big house in Yaocheng County, Yaozhou, in the southern region, an old man is enjoying the shade under a big tree, next to a small stove, on which is a small clay pot, and the spout of the pot is spraying hot air.

The old man picked up a small clay pot and poured a bowl of tea into the tureen in front of him, smelling the long tea fragrance, closing his eyes and enjoying it.The old man has a short stature and a kind face.

Standing opposite the old man was a middle-aged man, standing with his hands down respectfully. The old man didn't speak, and he didn't dare to open his mouth.

The old man opened his eyes, and a cold light appeared. He looked at the middle-aged man in front of him and said, "Boss, what's the matter?"

"Master, Qianniuwei sent someone to bring a message, asking us to kill someone for them." The middle-aged man let out a deep breath after finishing speaking.

"Who?" the old man asked.

"Zhang Wenjin, the arresting officer of the county government of Chang'an County in the capital city," said the middle-aged man.

"It's far away in the capital, why are you looking for us?" The old man picked up his teacup and took a sip of the tea ceremony.

"It is said that he came to our Yaozhou to catch the Flying Fox - Thief Yexun." The middle-aged man said respectfully.

"Oh? A small catcher is worth Qian Niuwei's hands. It seems that this piece of writing is not easy!" the old man said to himself.

"Master, according to the information we received from the spies in the capital, this Wen Jin is the one favored by the Beiya and the Six Gates among the three major powers in the capital. Dare to do it yourself, probably because he is afraid of leaving a handle on the other two.

It is said that Zhang Wenjin had a gap with the Temple of Heavenly Kings. When he entered and exited the southern region, he was chased and killed by a venerable from the Temple of Heavenly Kings, and later escaped in Sanyang Temple. "The middle-aged man said.

"This Qianniuwei wants us to be the gunmen. If we kill Zhang Wenjin, we will offend Beiya and the Six Gates in the future. If the people don't fight with the officials, let them resolve their grievances by themselves!" The old man pondered for a moment. road.

"How should we proceed? Let it go? Or..." the middle-aged man asked for instructions.

"Qianniuwei is still useful to us. Don't offend them. We will do as we write to them. Send Feng Siping there, but tell him not to conduct any experiments. Don't kill Zhang Wenjin."

"Yes, Master." The middle-aged man turned and left the backyard of the mansion and came to the front yard.

This mansion is very famous in Yaocheng County. Everyone knows that this is the mansion of the Poison King of the Southern Region. The houses around this mansion belong to the Poison King.It wasn't that the poisonous king was domineering, but because the original neighbors were afraid that he would harm innocent people by practicing poison, so they moved out voluntarily and sold the house to the poisonous king cheaply.

The old man with a kind face just now is Li Shigui, the famous and fearful poison king of the Southern Regions, and the middle-aged man is his big disciple, the smiling Hades king Liu Wang.

"Eldest brother, what did master say?" As soon as the middle-aged man appeared, seven or eight people surrounded him.

"Okay, stop shouting, go and call your third senior brother." Liu Wang said impatiently.

Everyone agreed and dispersed.

After a while, a man in Qiyi costume ran in with a porcelain bottle in his hand, and yelled, "Brother, I have developed another poison, do you want to try it?"

When Liu Wang saw it, he hurriedly hid aside and shouted: "Junior Feng, don't be reckless, this is in the master's house. The master is in the backyard. If you dare to test the poison here, I will invite the master out to see his old man." How to deal with you."

When Feng Siping heard this, he hurriedly put the porcelain bottle into his arms, and asked with a confused face: "Brother, did you ask me to come to test the poison I newly developed?"

Liu Wang pursed his lips and said inwardly: "Who has the time to test poison with a poisonous lunatic like you! Seventh Senior Brother and Ninth Senior Brother were forced to jump off a cliff to commit suicide because of poison testing."

Liu Wang knew this Junior Brother Feng, if he was given a chance, other than the master, everyone else would become the target of his poison test.Liu Wang didn't want to be frightened when eating every day, so he said with a smile on his face: "Junior brother, master heard that you have worked hard to develop new drugs recently, and wants you to go outside for a walk instead of staying in the valley. Master has arranged a task for you , to deal with a person."

"Who?" Feng Siping rubbed his hands, giving people a feeling that time is running out.

"A policeman named Zhang Wenjin came from the capital. What Master means is to teach him a lesson, don't let him be too comfortable on our territory, and don't cause trouble. Otherwise, we will not be good with the officials. Explain." Liu Wang said.

"It's easy to say, as long as you don't die!" Feng Siping said carelessly.

"Yes, don't let people take advantage of it." Before Liu Wang finished speaking, Feng Siping turned around and ran out of the hall.

(End of this chapter)