The Fairy: From the Traveling Merchant

Chapter 220 Parties
Kyoto, inside an elegant mansion.

An old man with a good appearance, wearing a black-bottomed fire-pattern robe, looked at the reporter in front of him in a little astonishment: "Then Lu Linqi and Zhao Chen entered the Zhongzhou Mansion alive, and the latter stepped on my Holy Spirit Sect to break out!" Great reputation?"

"Sovereign forgive me, Master Chu who was staying behind did not expect that Zhao Chen would be so fierce, and he mastered a very powerful weapon-like spell, so he is not afraid of group battles." The man in front of him was sweating on his forehead.

"Item spells...is it the 'fire gun' mentioned in the information?" The old man calmed down.

The person who reported it shook his head: "It's more powerful than the 'fire gun' mastered by Zhao Chen...or in other words, the hidden weapon called 'fire gun' is more about skill, while that spell is purely about winning with speed. .

"In addition, Zhao Chen's magic skills are also extremely ferocious. It seems that he is extremely restrained against all kinds of true energy of my 'Holy Spirit Sect'."

"Zhao Chen..." After the old man repeated the name, he ordered lightly, "Don't send anyone to trouble him."

The person who reported was a little puzzled when he heard the words, and asked suspiciously: "But in this way, won't it damage the reputation of our Holy Spirit Sect?"

"What is a little fame worth? This Zhao Chen and Lu Linqi are not normal, and I don't know which pawn they are... Don't act rashly.

"Besides, according to the available information, unless one of the Holy Maiden and I makes a move, the rest may not be able to take down Zhao Chen... and the situation in Beijing is delicate now, and the Holy Maiden and I can't move lightly, otherwise it will be very difficult." Maybe I got tricked by someone else." Speaking of this, the old man narrowed his eyes and said in a cold tone, "Maybe the people who arranged the layout are just waiting for me and the saint to leave the capital!"

"Supreme Master's opinion!" The person who reported was surprised, but still somewhat unwillingly said, "Then let Zhao Chen and Lu Linqi be arrogant?"

Hearing this, the old man laughed "hehe" and said, "Then Zhao Chen is the 'Red Blood Asura' who can stop children from crying at night. I don't know how many talents are not convinced by this. After all, everything about him is just a rumor...

"Let's let the 'Blood God' and 'Baiyu' two go to the wall!
"It would be even better if we could use up the strength of those two schools by the way... Although our three authentic sects are allies, they are also enemies when it comes to competing for the great master."

……

In the simple and plain courtyard, a plump woman wearing a veil flipped through a stack of letters and said with a smile, "It seems that Zhao Chen from the Demon Sect is very capable and didn't let Mr. Lu get hurt."

This woman is Yishan, the founder of the Xuanhai School of the Left Taoist School, who calls herself "Bibo Fairy".

She and Yi Lingxiao, the patriarch of the Qingtian Sword Sect beside her, were both born in the so-called "Son of Redemption". It was only by chance that they escaped the fate of being "raised in captivity"... Their surnames Yi and Yi are also their original code names .

"Even if we become grandmasters, we still dare not question the correctness of the 'Atonement' system... At most, we will quietly save and raise those 'Atonement Sons' on our own territory...

"On this point, we are not as good as that Mr. Lu!" Yi Lingxiao sighed.

He was a man in a white robe and white crown with a stern face. At a glance, it was impossible to tell whether he was a young man, a middle-aged man, or a middle-aged man.

"So, we can't let Mr. Lu be wronged..." "Bibo Fairy" Yishan smiled, her eyes turned cold, "I have sent Ling'er and Lu'er to bring people to the border of Zhongzhou to welcome Mr. Lu.

"If the three major sects only trouble you with 'Red Blood Asura', we don't care, but if you want to touch Mr. Lu...huh!"

"Since that's the case, I'll let Xiaofei take a trip too. With him here, as long as the three authentic magic powers can't be passed on, it won't be a big problem." Yi Lingxiao hugged Yishan's waist and said dotingly.

……

In a farm outside the capital, a white-haired old man looked at the astrolabe in front of him, frowned and said to his disciple, "I'm glad you have news?"

"Going back to Dharma King, not yet..." The disciple beside him shook his head.

The white-haired old man whispered to himself: "Zhao Chen... Lu Linqi... and the one from the royal family...

"Who is the real star master?"

……

On the official road leading to Kyoto, a convoy moved slowly.

Compared with a few days ago, the team of Zhao Chen and Lu Linqi has grown a lot. In addition to being happy, more than ten people joined in.

Some of them admire Zhao Chen's name and actively follow him, while others agree with Lu Linqi's idea of ​​"the world has no original sin" and follow him around.

Although this force is still very small, it has indeed planted the seeds for change.

At this time, a group of knights came suddenly on horseback, blocking the way of the group.

The leader of these people was a young man in fine clothes. He pulled the rein and said arrogantly:

"Which one is Zhao Chen? I heard that you are unparalleled in hidden weapons. You beat the Holy Spirit Sect so hard that you dare not stand out. You are known as the No.1 of the younger generation?
"But I, 'Bai Yuzong', don't believe in this evil..."

Before he finished speaking, a bullet pierced his forehead.

The next moment, his head exploded, and the headless corpse fell off the horse.

It wasn't until then that the sound of the "bang" gunshot reached the ears of the rest of the knights.

They stayed for a few seconds, and then they were all terrified, not even daring to say a harsh word, they only took the body of the young man in fine clothes, and fled quickly.

Seeing this, a young man who was following Zhao Chen sneered, "How many times is it? These authentic disciples really don't remember to fight, they always think that their martial arts are so good that they can challenge Master Zhao."

"The first few waves were from the 'Blood God Sect', this is the first time to come to the 'Bai Yu Sect'." The other boy pursed his lips, seemingly explaining, but actually teasing.

In just a few days, their original awe of the three orthodox sects was gone.

But inside the carriage, Gao Xing said anxiously: "You really caused a big disaster this time! Do you know who that young man in Chinese clothes is?"

When he said this, he deliberately used sound transmission to enter the secret, so that Lu Linqi could not hear it.

"At most, it's just a certain grandmaster's son." Zhao Chen said indifferently.

"Grandmaster...just pay it back?" Gao Xing almost broke his pipe with too much force, he took a deep breath, and said earnestly, "Don't think that there is that powerful spell you named 'Three Thousands of Red Dusts'. Can deal with the master.

"Grandmaster, in a sense, is no longer at the same level as us!"

I understand, the gangsha monks in this world can borrow the power of the law to bless them, so they are barely qualified to call themselves 'grandmasters'... You know, in Daxia, this is a title that belongs exclusively to monks with supernatural powers.

Zhao Chen nodded, and asked back with a relaxed expression, "So?"

Glad to see that he couldn't be frightened, he had no choice but to say: "Young Master Huafu is the most beloved youngest son of Bai Shixiong, the patriarch of the 'Bai Yuzong'. He really might be desperate to get revenge."

"Then if he really came to take revenge, what should I do? Join a certain force with a grandmaster to seek asylum?

"Like... the one you represent?"

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