I have a long pupil

Chapter 23
"Don't worry about this!"

Guo An's eyes were uncertain, and he said coldly: "Pretend not to know, continue the night patrol, and don't reveal any rumors."

"Honestly obey orders."

Zhang Biao clasped his fists together and stepped back slowly.

After going out the six doors, he felt much relieved.

The Chief Catcher, Guo An, acted very prudently. There was a high probability that he would send the Gold Medal Catcher to investigate first. After confirming the authenticity, he would immediately go to the palace to report.

This is the case with the court. As the emperor got older, his personality became more moody.

If it weren't for Guo An's style of asking for instructions early and reporting late, how could the six doors be as stable as they are today.

In short, this matter has nothing to do with him.

It is better to hand over the existence of Lianhuazong, a suspected practice sect, to the imperial court...

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Yujing City under the moonlit night is not peaceful.

Except for the Jinwu Guards cavalry patrolling everywhere, Liufanmen Headhunters and Jingzhao Mansion Wuhou, there are also some crazy little thieves.

"stop!"

"Quick, block his way!"

Marquis Wu and the unscrupulous people scattered, chasing a burglar and fleeing in embarrassment, and there was chaos in the dark night.

After they left, Zhang Biao appeared from the roof, shook his head slightly, and ran quickly along the wall of the square under the moonlight.

He was reporting in secret, so he naturally didn't want other headhunters to find out, or else Huo Feng would definitely know.

Fortunately, the few headhunters on the road were not as skilled as Liu Changkong, so they couldn't find his whereabouts at all.

When approaching Anzhenfang, Zhang Biao's expression froze suddenly, he stopped, and slowly looked over his left shoulder.

above,

With an old man's palm!

Cold, pale, dry... You can also vaguely see a large area of ​​burn marks.

One side of his body was almost numb.

All kinds of phantoms appeared in the mind.

The old woodshed, three hideous and distorted shadows, burning sight and hatred...

"Go away!"

Zhang Biao's scalp exploded, and he yelled at him. With his anger, his whole body was full of energy and blood. He stood on the Hunyuan pile, exhaled and inhaled, and practiced the three yang meridians.

Although he has not cultivated the sense of qi, he feels like a furnace all over his body, with hot air spraying from his nostrils, his eyes are shining brightly, and he is extraordinarily full of energy.

The warmth dispels the cold,

All illusions disappeared.

Look at the left shoulder again,

The dry palms are gone.

"Diao, travels between two worlds, can melt into the darkness after forming, manipulates shadows to kill people, and will also be afraid of sunlight and flames because of this..."

"Beware of ghost hands in the dark..."

While Zhang Biao breathed a sigh of relief, his expression turned ugly.

This is also the reason why he doesn't provoke Lianhuazong.

The ghost transformed by Grandma Wu avoids the sun during the day and suddenly attacks at night, and may evolve at any time.

Now relying on the transfer of qi and blood through the three yang meridians, it can also make it retreat. Once it evolves to the second-grade yellow rank, there may be a life-and-death crisis...

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In the hall behind the six doors, candles flickered.

Chief arrester Guo An's face was gloomy, and there was an old file on the table, which was about Lianhuazong.

"In the 16th year of Emperor Jing's establishment of peace, King Zhao Yu of Zhou conspired against him, established the Wuji Sect, recruited rivers and lakes and green forests, hooked up with important military personnel, and dug jade capital tunnels..."

"Emperor Jing established peace for 17 years, destroyed Buddha, and offered a reward for strangling Lianhuazong..."

"In the same year, assassins were rampant in Beijing, hundreds of people died strangely and violently, and the palace was on fire..."

The more he watched, the more startled he became.

As the chief arrester of the six sects, he is also a veteran of the public sect. He has handled countless large and small cases. Of course, he can see that this information is suspicious.

Many things were clearly erased on purpose.

Lianhuazong is definitely not that simple.

Die!
The candle suddenly exploded.

Guo An raised his head suddenly, and saw outside the hall under the moonlight, at some point, there was already a figure, dressed in a nocturnal robe and a hood.

"Fang Ying, when did you arrive?"

Guo An asked calmly.

The figure took off the hood, and it turned out to be a gray-haired middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance, like the kind of common people that can be seen everywhere on the street.

Fang Ying, one of the twelve gold-medal god catchers of Six Doors, is unparalleled in stealth and investigation skills, and is known as the shadowless god catcher.

"Just arrived."

Fang Ying strode into the side hall.

His footsteps are also very strange, he always lands on the soles of his front feet first, making no sound like a cat, and pours a cup of tea by himself after sitting down.

It seemed that there was no dignity at all, but Guo An was not only not annoyed at all, he pushed the pastry on the table over and asked patiently: "How is the investigation over there?"

Fang Ying ate his snacks and muttered, "There are not many people from the Killing Sect. Yi Chonghui took the lead when they entered the city, and then disappeared."

"The Yi Chong Society has been terrified in the past two days, shrinking its power, and looking for monks and priests everywhere. I don't know what it is guarding against..."

"Stop over there first."

Guo An said in a deep voice: "The Killing Sect likes to confuse people's hearts. Before it reaches a large scale, it's not a big threat. Now there are more troublesome things..."

Then, he told the information.

"Lianhuazong?"

Fang Ying didn't talk nonsense, and after stuffing two more pastries into his mouth, he clapped his hands and got up, "I'll go check it out."

Guo An quickly warned, "Be careful, there are top experts over there, come back immediately after seeing what they are doing, don't startle the snake."

Fang Ying nodded, left the side hall, and disappeared into the darkness without a sound...

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The autumn wind is cool, and the fallen leaves are flying.

In just one day, the weather suddenly turned cold.

In the small courtyard, with every breath, Zhang Biao's chest rose and fell, and the muscles all over his body rose and fell like strings.

Gradually, his eyes seemed to be closed but not closed, leaving only a thin slit.

He only felt his whole body was light and soft, like a baby returning to the mother's womb, forgetting the existence of the body, peaceful and peaceful, as if alive and dead, reaching the state of selflessness and tranquility.

I don't know how long it has passed, "Nihuan Palace" and "Baihui Point" above the head, like a skylight opened, the coolness is like sunlight shining in, spreading all over the body in an instant.

Zhang Biao seemed to have become two people.

Great joy arises in the spirit, but the breeze does not move in the heart, the water waves do not move, and it is content with the "neutralization" standard.

Then, the lower abdomen suddenly tensed and relaxed.

Time after time, the qi energy continuously gathers and spreads out in the dantian, and gradually stabilizes...

Boom!
The bell echoed, and Zhang Biao finally woke up.

It was like a big dream, he looked at the sunset in the distance dyeing half of the sky red, his eyes were confused at first, and then became excited.

He finally got angry,
Take the first step in refining qi!
Zhang Biao suppressed the excitement in his heart, and immediately returned to the kitchen, heated up the remaining soup and medicine, drank it all, and came to the courtyard again, standing on the Hunyuan pile again.

Running the "Three Yang Jing" this time is obviously different.

When the medicine is activated, the heat no longer spreads out with the skin of the limbs, but with the vibration of the lower abdomen and the breathing in and out of the mouth, making the dantian hot, like a small furnace...

As the medicine dissipated, this feeling also gradually faded away, but there was a warm current in the dantian, moving along Ren Du's two veins, but soon faded away.

Zhang Biao was not surprised but delighted.

He was completely sure that he had entered the Qi refining period.

Next, it is the kung fu of terrazzo piercing, continuously strengthening the true energy of the three yangs, and opening up all the acupuncture points, which is the first stage of the qi refining period.

A successful breakthrough brings many benefits.

The first is the eye of spiritual vision.

He has already discovered the pattern, before he was able to look at the top three items of the Huang level, such as Nuo Mian Jiang Liang.

Now that he has entered the Qi refining stage, there should be no problem with fourth-grade Huang-level treasures. With the deepening of his cultivation, he can see more.

Thinking of this, he quickly turned around, went to the backyard, and dug out the Nuo Mian Jiang Liang.

To use this treasure, you need to practice in the Qi refining period.

Sure enough, Nuo Mian was held in the hand again, and the feeling of being cold like needles was gone.

Zhang Biao was overjoyed, and slowly put on the Nuo mask.

When the icy bronze mask came into contact with the skin, the brain immediately became calm, and at the same time, hot currents surged in the dantian.

No wonder, it takes a period of refining Qi to use this thing.

According to the information, wearing a Nuo mask can travel through the spirit world, increase vision, and protect the soul.

To perform these functions, most of them need to consume true energy.

At this moment, Zhang Biao felt a throbbing in his heart and a chill down his back, and then turned around suddenly.

At this moment, he happened to be in the dark place at the back of the room.

Three feet away behind him, a cloud of black mist was surging, hazy and cold.

Two withered old man's claws have been stretched out, and Grandma Wu's wrinkled face.

But at this moment, Grandma Wu was not as kind and kind as before, her face was painted with white paint, her eyes were black, full of hatred, and dirty blood flowed down the seven orifices.

As if noticing his gaze, the ghost hand suddenly retracted, and the black mist dissipated.

Zhang Biao frowned, thoughtful.

Grandma Wu turned into "魆". This kind of ghost can not only melt into the darkness, manipulate shadows to kill people, but also travel through the spirit world.

Perhaps, this is the reason why everyone was dragged into the spirit world in the Snake Mountain Cave.

If it weren't for wearing a Nuo mask, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to see these.

At this moment, the Nuo face suddenly became cold, and Zhang Biao quickly took it off, feeling a little tired.

It seems that with my own cultivation, I can't use Nuo Mian for too long, let alone use Sanyang True Fire to fight the enemy at the same time.

Thinking of this, Zhang Biao couldn't help feeling a little strange.

He is also considered to be fast, as soon as the spiritual energy recovered, he got the inheritance and practiced quickly.

Why did Lianhua Zong see the blind monk so quickly and enter the Qi refining stage early?
Also, the inheritance of skills seems to be different.

The "Sanyang Jing" he practiced can condense the true fire of the three yangs, and is good at destroying evil and protecting the body.

The opponent's technique is a powerful perception similar to the mind's eye, which increases the ability of melee combat.

The other party lost an eye.

Could it be that this is the price of fast cultivation?

He was puzzled, but seeing that the time had come, he hurriedly changed his clothes and headed for Fangkou.

According to the rules set by Huo Feng, after today's night patrol, they can rotate, just in time to concentrate on training...

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clang!clang!clang!
The bells of each city are ringing.

The Wuhous closed the gate outside the square, leaving only a small gate for checking the people entering and leaving.

West of the city, Yonghefang.

In a small courtyard of a residential house, Yu Ziqing was observing the movement in the opposite courtyard through the crack of the door.

Brother Yang, who was behind him, was a little impatient, and said in a low voice: "I guess you won't come, your way of waiting is a waste of time."

Yu Ziqing's eyes suddenly lit up.

"coming!"

In the dark alley opposite, a man poked his head out, looking around furtively...

(End of this chapter)