Chapter 227 Set off for the Wanjian Sect!
In the luxuriously decorated room, behind the gauze curtain, a vague black figure sat, tapping his fingers on the table, making rhythmic sounds.
After a moment, a figure in black robe appeared out of thin air.
Behind the gauze curtain, a strange tone came out: "How?"
"In order for Liu Jianli to return to the Wanjian Sect to confirm the hegemony of heaven and earth, the Purple Lightning Divine Gun has been born as planned." The man in black robes replied calmly.
Hearing this, the figure clicked his tongue and praised: "A third-grade sword god who is less than twenty years old, who in the past and present can achieve such an achievement?
It's just a pity that I made her disaster a little more difficult.
No one can survive under the life-destroying thunder.”
The man in black robe asked: "Why do you want to attack Liu Jianli? Are you worried that she will become a variable in future plans?"
"If we give her some more time to grow up, she may become a variable, but it is definitely not now.
In fact, I have no enmity with her, and this attack is not aimed at her.
It's just that if you want to trigger the life-destroying thunder to come to the world, the person who can overcome the tribulation must be a genius, and she just meets the conditions. "
After a pause, the dark figure behind the gauze curtain said with a smile: "Speaking of which, I am also grateful to the person who cured the damage to her meridians, which saved me a lot of time.
Originally, I was planning to reselect Bai Wushuang from Sword Emperor City. "
Daqian is a master of swordsmanship, Liu Jianli of the Liu family, and Bai Wushuang, the daughter of the Sword Emperor.
Although the latter is a little behind the former, it is still similar. At the age of nineteen, he has already comprehended the Four Mind Hidden Weapons Realm, and is only one step away from the third level.
Of course, during the journey of cultivation, sometimes, this last step will waste many years.
"In other words, your purpose is for that life-destroying thunder?" the man in black robe asked.
"This is not what you need to know. According to the principles of your organization, you only need to do your job well." The figure behind the curtain said coldly.
"I understand." After saying this, the man in black robe disappeared in the blink of an eye.
In the luxurious room, after a long time, a low voice sounded again: "The life-destroying thunder that disappeared in the long river of history, I really want to see with my own eyes the terrifying power of destroying the world.
Hey, this celestial phenomenon has changed? "
Behind the gauze curtain, the dark shadow stood up, then slowly faded away, disappearing out of thin air like a burst of mist.
The next day, at dawn, Qin Feng got up, put on his clothes, and left the house.
He was going to leave for Wanjian Sect today to meet his wife, so naturally he couldn't neglect her.
At the gate of Qin Mansion, the second mother and second brother were both there.
Knowing that Qin Feng would be away from home for a while last night, they got up early in the morning to see him off.
"Feng'er, this trip is a long way, and it will take two days even if you don't say anything on the way. The weather is cold, so remember to wear more clothes and don't freeze yourself.
I have prepared some dry food for you, be sure to eat it. "
The second mother handed over a baggage and said: "The world is too chaotic. Even if you are taking the official path, it is not absolutely safe. You must take more precautions.
Never show off when you encounter danger. Avoid it if you can, you know? "
"I know, Er Niang, don't worry." Qin Feng replied.
On the other side, the second brother asked with concern: "Brother, do you really don't want me to go with you?"
Qin Feng shook his head: "As long as the criminal guards accompany me, you stay at home and take good care of the house.
Otherwise, I can’t leave with peace of mind. "
"Okay, brother, you can rest assured that I am at home."
"Yes." Qin Feng patted the other party's shoulder, looking pleased.
After a few people exchanged pleasantries, Qin Feng looked around and suddenly asked in confusion: "Where is dad, where has he gone?"
My son is going on a long trip, and this father doesn’t know how to come out to see him off?
When Er Niang heard this, she opened her mouth but stopped talking.
At this time, I heard my father's voice coming from outside the gate: "I'm here."
Qin Feng was curious, turned around and saw Heitan Tou acting as a groom, driving the carriage slowly to the gate.
In the carriage, a person opened the curtain and poked his head. Could it be his unreliable father? !
"Dad, why are you in the carriage!" Qin Feng said in surprise.
Dad was very proud: "I have thought of a great idea to make money before, which is to go to Baihua Valley to buy some tea and resell it, but I never had time to leave.
I heard that you are going to Wanjian Sect, so it just so happens that you can drop by.
Madam, you can rest assured that I will accompany Feng'er. "
When Qin Feng heard this, his expression immediately froze. How many punishments would he suffer along the way with this scammer?
Erniang sighed: "I tried to persuade him for a long time last night, but he patted his chest and promised that this time's idea will definitely make a lot of money.
Feng'er, you have to watch him closely, don't let him waste your money in vain. "
The second brother also said solemnly: "Brother, dad is just an ordinary person and has no cultivation experience. You should take more care of him along the way."
"Second mother, second brother, don't worry, I will take good care of dad." Qin Feng said helplessly with a sigh of relief.
Dad: "???"
Qin Feng got on the carriage and waved goodbye to his family.
Hei Tantou raised the reins of the horse in his hand, and the horse moved forward, but the direction it was heading was not the gate of Jinyang City.
Dad asked curiously: "Aren't we going to Wanjian Sect? Where are we going?"
Qin Feng replied: "I have to pick up one more person before I leave."
After a while, a figure appeared in the carriage.
White hair, grey clothes, sloppy, unkempt, with his right hand holding the filth in his ear, isn't it Qin Feng's cheap master, Baili Laoren!
Qin Feng briefly introduced the identities of the two men.
Qin Jianan's expression changed slightly when he heard the word "master", and then he saluted the white-haired old man with a fist.
Baili Laoren also glanced at him, without saying much, but his eyes were quite intriguing.
The atmosphere in the carriage was a little strange for a while.
Qin Feng saw something unusual, but he didn't care too much. He found a comfortable angle and was about to lean back and take a nap.
But a smell of rotten food like mold came to his nose, which was disgusting.
He opened his eyes and saw the old man stretching his right leg and shaking the straw sandals on his right foot that were not tight. Under the straw sandals, there was a little black mud on the sole of his foot.
And the sour smell came from there
"Master." Qin Feng looked grim, hesitant to speak.
"What's wrong?" The old man turned his head, grabbed his toes with his right hand, and put them to the tip of his nose to smell.
Qin Feng felt his stomach churning, he resisted the urge to vomit, stood up and said: "It's too stuffy in here, I'll go outside to get some fresh air."
He then pulled open the curtain, sat next to the black-haired man, and took a deep breath.
"Son-in-law, it's freezing outside, why don't you stay inside?"
"I'm afraid if I stay inside, I won't be able to see my wife alive," Qin Feng said resentfully.
In the carriage, the old man Baili broke the silence: "It's tiring to pretend, right?"
Qin Jianan didn't care: "Yes, unlike you, you don't have to pretend outside Fengtian City."
The two looked at each other, and in a moment, they both laughed.
But the sound in the carriage did not leak out at all