Chapter 177: Start early
On the fourth day of October, the breeze was blowing.
Zhou Heng sailed east along the Wujia River and finally arrived at Wujiang Prefecture.
Before getting off the boat.
He put away his disguise and turned into a handsome young man again, walking in front of everyone to get off the boat.
Disguise on the boat is to avoid unnecessary trouble.
Now the boat has arrived at the station, and after getting off, it is Wujiang Prefecture, where he wants to hone his martial arts, so there is no need to hide his identity.
However, although he got off the boat and walked in front of everyone, there were still sailors and some other passengers who saw him, including some who had seen Zhou Heng's portrait.
Moreover, since most of the people on this ship set out from Huangtong Prefecture, they had heard about Zhou Heng and Changxing Sect and knew their reputation.
So, the news spread, and everyone on the boat was boiling.
Zhou Heng was actually on this ship, and he came to Wujiang Prefecture with them. This experience alone can be boasted about when I go back to my hometown!
I once sat on the same boat with the masters of the human list, drank fine wine together, and talked happily!
The first part is a fact, and the latter part can be processed artistically.
After Wang Xiuye learned that Zhou Heng was also on the boat before, he was stunned for a moment, then he chuckled and thought to himself: "Do I accidentally make friends with a young master?"
These few days on the boat, he praised Zhou Heng to others.
On the one hand, he really believed that Zhou Heng was extraordinary and extraordinary, and on the other hand, he also wanted to lay some groundwork for making friends with Zhou Heng in the future.
He was born in the side branch of a big family. Although he had extraordinary talent and high potential, he had been valued by the family, but he knew very well that if he wanted to completely change the status of his branch in the family, his personal efforts alone would not be enough.
Unless he could become a master or even a top master, he still needed to make friends with others and have extensive connections in the world, so that his words would have more weight in the family and his side branch bloodline would have a brighter future.
Zhou Heng is not only a young master who has been in the limelight in the past six months, but also a suspected reincarnation of a great man. He is the sixth generation of the Pure Yang Palace and the junior brother of the headmaster Yan Shouyi.
Wang Xiuye had long wanted to make friends with such an identity, but he had never had any way to do so. He did not expect that this time he would be able to do so by accident.
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"Purple Lightning Blade" Zhou Heng came to Wujiang Prefecture.
As more and more people got off the ship, the news quickly spread in Wujiang Prefecture, and many people were excited.
This is the third important master on the Human List from Wujiang Prefecture.
Last month, Zhou Heng fought dozens of martial arts seventh-grade masters alone in front of the Changxing Sect's mountain gate, which was shocking and shocked everyone who heard about it.
Therefore, even though Zhou Heng is only ranked 31st on the Human List now, the attention he has received is actually no less than that of the top 20 geniuses on the Human List.
Especially not long ago, "Dragon Spear" Li Wuwang had just publicly said that he thought Zhou Heng could not be compared with him. Now that the real master has come, there will definitely be a big battle!
This kind of thing is undoubtedly popular among people in the martial arts world and even ordinary people.
For a time, people in the streets and alleys, teahouses, brothels, taverns and inns were talking about the topic of Zhou Heng and Li Wuwang.
In the lobby of Xinmiao Inn, three strong men dressed as people from the underworld were discussing while drinking and eating meat.
"Hey, do you think Zhou Heng is Li Wuwang's opponent?"
"There is no doubt that Zhou Heng is extremely powerful, otherwise he would not be able to suppress a sect alone, but he is an eighth-grade martial artist after all, and I am afraid he is still a little far away from Li Wuwang."
"In fact, I think that this one person suppressing a sect is somewhat mysterious. We are more than 2,000 miles away from Huangtong Mansion, and it is inevitable that the story is distorted by word of mouth."
"That's true, but if Zhou Heng and Li Wuwang really fight, it will definitely be a fight between dragons and tigers, thunder swords and dragon spears, just thinking about it makes people excited."
A young man sitting at a table not far away moved his ears, stood up, and came to the table of the three people with a pot of wine.
The young man looked only eighteen or nineteen years old, wearing a golden brocade robe, a jade crown on his head, and a noble look. He had handsome features and light golden pupils. At first glance, he was not an ordinary person.
"I wonder how much do you know about Zhou Heng's Thunder Blade?" The young man put the wine on the table of the three people and smiled, "This pot of wine is my treat for you."
"Wow, thirty-year-old Wujiangchun, good wine, sir, you are so polite." The three people's eyes lit up immediately. This wine is not cheap. Although this pot is only three taels, it costs a full ten taels of silver.
"If you ask about things, you must be paid. Isn't this the rule of the rivers and lakes?" The young man smiled, his eyes were gentle, and he sat down and asked again: "The list of people only says that Zhou Heng has a mysterious Thunder Blade Skill, at least the fifth rank of the sect. Do you know anything else?"
"Hehe, sir, you asked the right person. I heard from the people in the government office in the prefecture before that Zhou Heng's Thunder Blade Skill is most likely more than the fifth rank of the sect. It is very likely to be a fourth-rank secret skill with infinite power." One of the big men laughed heartily.
"Young Master, you are so interested in Zhou Heng's Thunder Blade, do you want to challenge him?" Another big man asked in a low voice. This situation is not uncommon, on the contrary, it is very common.
There are always many "calves" in the martial arts world who think they are good at martial arts and want to challenge famous masters to become famous.
After the news of Zhou Heng's arrival in Wujiang Prefecture City came.
There are too many people who challenge Zhou Heng, and they will not lose if they lose, and they will make a lot of money if they win.
If you can't beat Li Wuwang, can't you try Zhou Heng?
"Challenge?" The young man shook his head gently and smiled: "No, I just want to try his thunder, whether it is really worthy of being called thunder."
...
In a house facing the river in the south of Wujiang Prefecture.
The flowers, plants and trees are withered, and even the water in the pond is dead. There are no fish or even some insects in it.
The whole courtyard is full of a strong sick air, as if the flowers, plants, trees, mountains, waters and land are all sick.
Even the sunlight in this courtyard seems a little dark.
In front of the main hall of the Ming room, a square-faced middle-aged man who looks to be in his forties, wearing a snow-white brocade robe, is teasing a black cat.
Suddenly he frowned and looked towards the front door of the courtyard.
A young man in dark blue clothes trotted over, knelt on one knee, and said respectfully: "Uncle Ma, there are rumors outside that Zhou Heng has come to Wujiang City."
"Oh?" The middle-aged man raised his head and threw the black cat aside, "Is the news confirmed?"
After being thrown aside, the black cat was about to jump back to its owner to continue playing, but its legs suddenly softened and it couldn't jump up.
Then, its flesh and blood began to shrink, its teeth and nails fell off quickly, and its hair withered quickly. This lively black cat became a skinny corpse in just three or four breaths.
It died of illness.
"It should be correct." The young man bowed his head and said respectfully: "After hearing the news, I asked people to inquire from many sources and captured several sailors. It can be basically confirmed that Zhou Heng is here."
"Okay!" The middle-aged man stood up and said with a smile: "Continue to send out spies to keep an eye on Zhou Heng. When the time is right, I will personally kill him."
"Uncle Ma, you want to do it yourself?" The young man was a little surprised when he heard it, and said: "He is only an eighth-grade martial artist. Even if he is extraordinary and has strange means, he doesn't need a sixth-grade innate like you to do it."
The sixth-grade martial artist, Qi returns to the innate, and the external scene is intertwined. What is obtained is the improvement of the essence of life, and the absolute suppression of the lower three-grade martial artists. Even the strongest seventh-grade peak has little power to resist an ordinary secret sixth-grade.
Therefore, generally speaking, it is a very self-degrading thing for a sixth-grade martial artist to attack the lower three-grade.
"Do I have to wait for you to die one by one and let him become stronger before I take action?" The middle-aged man sneered and said, "Do you think you can kill him? Are you treating yourself as a tool to help him hone his martial arts?
"This Zhou Heng has risen very quickly, and his growth is incredible. If we don't kill him quickly, when he becomes really strong, he will definitely be a big worry for our sect. We must act as soon as possible!
"Moreover, this Zhou Heng has used terrifying methods that are absolutely incompatible with his cultivation level more than once. It can be basically confirmed that he is the reincarnation of a great power, and he may not even be an ordinary celestial being, but a Taoist master or Taoist master from a long time ago!
"Of course, those tyrannical methods should be just the remaining backhands he arranged in his previous life. They are used less and less each time, and there are probably many restrictions, but who dares to be sure that he has no useless ones left?
"Based on these circumstances, even if I personally take action, I will definitely not fight him head-on. I have to let him fall victim to the disease without anyone noticing, so that he will be infected by the disease and gradually become seriously ill. Only in this way can I have a chance to really kill him."
The young man was stunned and completely shocked by these words.
He never thought that a mere eighth-grade martial artist would be so difficult to kill, and there might be so many unexpected situations.
This uncle of his is so cautious that he has considered almost everything.
This made him admire him from the bottom of his heart.
"Uncle is thoughtful. It seems that Zhou Heng will definitely die this time!"
...
Walking on the streets of Wujiang Prefecture, feeling the water vapor of Wujia River blowing in the wind, Zhou Heng felt like he was in a water town in the south of the Yangtze River, and was very comfortable.
He was not in a hurry to find someone to challenge.
But he planned to find an inn to settle down first and sort out his insights into his own martial arts on the boat in the past few days.
The Wujia River is surging. During the few days on the boat, Zhou Heng watched the river every day, which gave him some preliminary ideas about what kind of inner world he would build in the future.
However, before he arrived at the inn, he was stopped by a handsome young man wearing a golden brocade robe and a jade crown on the street.
The young man first bowed his hands and saluted, then said loudly: "The true disciple of the Shenxiao Sect, Chu Qingchuan, comes to learn the purple lightning knife skills!"
The young man was full of energy and challenged in the street.
What is the Jianghu?
Perhaps this is it.
"Okay!" Zhou Heng agreed directly.