Hundred Herb Peak deep, Han Shuitian residence.
Chen Jianghe When he stepped into the courtyard, he sensed that there was more than one person in the hall.
The two breaths are like abyss or sea, unfathomable.
He paused slightly, then returned to normal, walked through the gravel path, stopped in front of the main hall door and clasped his fists. "Soaring Wood Court, disciple Chen Jianghe, has been summoned."
"Come in."
Han Shuitian's voice came out from the hall, still in that old and calm tone.
Chen Jianghe pushed the door open and entered.
The light in the hall was dim, and the green lamp was the only light source.
Under the lamp, two figures were sitting on the futon.
Han Shuitian is sitting cross-legged on the main seat, dressed in gray and white linen clothes, with a withered face like an old monk in meditation.
The man opposite him was about in his early fifties, wearing a dark green robe, with a pale face and three long beards under his chin. He should be the head of the Xingyi Sect - Cen Qianfan.
Chen Jianghe lowered his eyes, his expression remained unchanged, and he cupped his fists and saluted. "Disciple Chen Jianghe, I have met the master, I have met Court Master Han."
Cen Qianfan looked at him with a bit of scrutiny and a bit of satisfaction in his eyes.
"There's no need to be polite." He spoke, his voice low, but with a natural pressure, "Raise your head and let me take a look."
Chen Jianghe raised his head as instructed and met Cen Qianfan's eyes calmly.
The moment their eyes met, a strange color flashed in Cen Qianfan's eyes.
At the age of nineteen, with Minor Mastery of Gang Force's cultivation, facing the two True Essence Realm strong men, he didn't panic at all, nor did he pretend to be calm at all. He just stood calmly.
Cen Qianfan suddenly smiled.
"Uncle Han," he turned to Han Shuitian with a hint of emotion in his tone, "Soaring Wood Court, you have gained an incredible disciple."
Han Shuitian waved his hand, but a smile flashed in his cloudy old eyes, "Stop talking about these useless things. I've called you. If you have anything to say, just say it."
Cen Qianfan nodded and his eyes fell on Chen Jianghe again.
"Chen Jianghe, I ask you, did you find out any clues about the chase half a year ago?"
Chen Jianghe was startled for a moment, then shook his head. "The disciple was just running for his life at the time. Although he had doubts afterwards, there was no proof."
Cen Qianfan looked at him with a deep look. "I'll ask you again, do you think it's normal that more than thirty people from the Demonic Sect went deep into the hinterland of the Green Rock Mountain Range and spent three days to portray Blood Sacrifice Array, and no one at the Xingyi Sect noticed it? Is this normal?"
Chen Jianghe was silent for a moment and said slowly, "What does the leader mean - there is an insider in the door?"
Cen Qianfan didn't answer, just looked at him, the corners of his lips raised slightly.
That smile is already the default.
Chen Jianghe understands clearly.
No wonder the headmaster is here today.
This is for him to check.
Sure enough, Cen Qianfan's next sentence was. "I want you to investigate this matter secretly."
Chen Jianghe looked up at him but said nothing.
Cen Qianfan continued, "You don't have to pursue it head-on, you just need to walk down the mountain more, go to Changxi Prefecture City, go to the Rain Listening Pavilion.
Wear only your eyes and ears, not your mouth. Pay attention to the movements of various factions, and pay attention to those who may be involved with the Demonic Sect. If you find any trouble, just report it in time."
He paused, and said with some deep meaning in his eyes, "You come from a humble background, have no relatives, have no foundation in the sect, are not prominent in Changxi Prefecture, have no reputation, and are the least noticeable. It is much more appropriate for you to investigate than for those disciples with backgrounds to do it."
Chen Jianghe listened quietly, his expression unchanged.
But my mind was rapidly calculating.
Go down the mountain.
Changxi Prefecture City.
Rain Listening Pavilion.
To put it bluntly, let him be a spy and wade into this muddy water.
If you agree, there will be no peace in the future.
Go to the Rain Listening Pavilion, among those children of aristocratic families and talented sects, which one is not a person with high eyesight? Which one is easy to get along with?
If you are not careful, you will be in trouble.
If not----
He raised his eyes and glanced at the two people in the hall.
The two True Essence Realm were looking at him at this moment.
Reject the leader----
Chen Jianghe lowered his eyes, already thinking about it.
He spoke slowly and in a calm voice, "The master expressed his love, and the disciples were frightened. It's just that the disciple was bold and wanted to ask the master for advice."
Cen Qianfan raised his eyebrows slightly. "Say."
Chen Jianghe Baoquan said, "It has only been two years since I joined Soaring Wood Court. From Minor Completion of Transforming Force to Minor Mastery of Gang Force, it all depends on hard training. The disciple's qualifications are dull and his roots are weak. The bones are no more than five shapes, and the reason why we are here today is because we have spent more time on cultivation than others. If you take this job and run around outside all day long, dealing with people, your cultivation will be affected. If your cultivation stagnates, it means that the disciple has failed to live up to the master's expectations."
He paused, raised his eyes to look at Cen Qianfan, and said calmly, "This disciple is bold and wants to stay in the sect and devote himself to cultivation. When his cultivation reaches a further level, he can share the worries of the master."
As soon as these words came out, there was a slight silence in the hall.
Cen Qianfan looked at the young man in front of him, with a flash of surprise in his eyes.
Refuse.
And she refused it bluntly in front of him.
He has been in power in the Xingyi Sect for more than 20 years and has seen countless disciples, some are trembling, some are flattering, some are heroic and some are taciturn.
But this is the first person who dares to refuse his arrangement face to face.
Han Shuitian held the tea cup and took a sip. The corners of his mouth raised slightly, but he didn't say anything.
Cen Qianfan was not angry, but looked at Chen Jianghe quietly.
He looked into those calm eyes and suddenly asked, "You are now Minor Mastery of Gang Force. If you take one step further, you will become Dacheng."
How many years do you plan to stay in seclusion in the sect before you can reach Dacheng?"
Chen Jianghe Silence.
He didn't answer.
But there was another thing on my mind.
Fusion of the Five Elements.
In the past six months, although he has cultivated all the five internal training methods to the level of strength, he has never dared to let the four methods of fire, water, earth, and gold break through to Mysterious Insight" and condense into the other four Gang Qi.
Water and fire are in conflict with each other, earth and metal are in conflict with each other, and the five elements coexist and are in conflict with each other. He has not been able to understand it yet.
Lin Jingzhe, Twelve Forms Tiger Bone, Yin-Yang Dual Gang Qi from the Taiji Sect, Minor Mastery of Gang Force at the age of twenty-two, finally died due to the conflict between yin and yang.
How could he Chen Jianghe dare to condense four strands of Gang Qi without fully understanding the interplay of the five elements?
But you cannot say these words to anyone.
Chen Jianghe raised his head, met Cen Qianfan's eyes, and said slowly, "I don't know how long it will take, but I know that if you are running around all day long without a settled mind, even if you give it another ten years, it will be difficult to achieve success."
Cen Qianfan looked at him and suddenly smiled.
There was no anger in that smile, but a bit more appreciation.
"Okay." He nodded, "Have your own opinions, don't follow the crowd, and don't go against your will just because of the leader's orders. This kind of character is rare."
He paused and then changed the topic. "However, you just said that you want to stay in the sect and concentrate on cultivating, is that right?"
Chen Jianghe nodded.
Cen Qianfan took out a jade bottle from his sleeve and placed it gently on the table.
The jade bottle is green and green, about the size of a palm. There is a faint brilliance flowing around the bottle. It is extraordinary at first sight.
"These are three Qingming Pill", "Cen Qianfan said slowly, "Soaring Wood Court Withered Wood Meets Spring Art" is specially used to help you consolidate your Minor Mastery of Gang Force foundation and save half a year of hard work."
Chen Jianghe pupils shrink.
Qingming Pill.
He had seen the record of this item in <Hundred Herbs Illustrated Manual>. It takes three months to refine a furnace using a hundred-year-old Qingming Herb as the main medicine, supplemented by seven rare medicinal materials. One furnace can produce up to three pills, which are priceless.
Cen Qianfan looked at him with a hint of deep meaning. "If you accept this job, these three Qingming Pill will be yours."
In addition, five additional bottles of Gang Origin Pill will be allocated to you every month for your cultivation. During the period of going down the mountain, the food and lodging expenses will be borne by the sect. If there are any additional expenses, they will be reimbursed."
He paused, and the smile on his lips deepened, "How? Now, can you feel free to share the worries of the sect?"
Chen Jianghe looked at the Qingming Pill in the jade bottle, thought for a moment, and decided to accept it as soon as it was good, so he slowly clasped his fists. "The master has given me such a generous gift, and I don't dare to resign. I have accepted this job."
Cen Qianfan nodded with satisfaction and pushed the jade bottle in front of him.
"Keep it."
Chen Jianghe took it with both hands and put it into his arms solemnly.
Han Shuitian spoke at this time, his voice was old and calm. "Since you have accepted the errand, go and do it with ease. Remember the words of the leader, only use your eyes and ears, not your mouth. Don't stand out in trouble, don't show off your strength, retreat if you can, avoid if you can. If there is anything important, just come back after the summons."
Chen Jianghe cupped his fists. "Disciple, please remember the teachings."
Cen Qianfan stood up, walked to the window, put his hands behind his hands and looked at the rolling green mountains in the distance.
"Go." He turned his back to Chen Jianghe, and his voice came slowly, "I will go down the mountain tomorrow and settle down in the city first. Rain Listening Pavilion has a gathering every ten days, so just go in with the token given to you by Shi Ming. If anything goes wrong, call us at any time."
Chen Jianghe cupped his fists and saluted, watching Cen Qianfan leave.
After Cen Qianfan disappeared outside the courtyard gate, he turned around and looked at Han Shuitian.
Han Shuitian sat cross-legged on the futon, looked at him with those turbid old eyes, and suddenly smiled.
"Why, you can't bear to leave?"
Chen Jianghe shook his head, was silent for a moment, and suddenly asked, "Court Master, I dare to ask, why does the master have to ask the disciple to investigate?"
Han Shuitian looked at him with a hint of meaning in his eyes. "What do you think?"
Chen Jianghe pondered, "What the leader just said."
Han Shuitian nodded, then shook his head.
"You're only half right."
He paused and said slowly, "The boss asked you to go because he wanted you to show your face. Nineteen-year-old Minor Mastery of Gang Force, this talent is a treasure in any house. Let you go Rain Listening Pavilion for a few turns and let Blazing Sun Sect Take a look at the and Taiji Sect guys. I, Xingyi Sect, am not a bad person with outstanding talents. I can also be mentioned higher in the ranking of the Shenxing Sect in the future."
"But more importantly, I still want you to find out who is inside."
Han Shuitian's eyes became a little sharper. "Demonic Sect's infiltration must have an insider. And nine out of ten, this insider is among Changxi Prefecture City, among those who have close contact with us Xingyi Sect. You are allowed to go because you have no foundation, no background, and you are not eye-catching. If you go, people will not guard you."
Chen Jianghe was silent for a moment and nodded slowly. "Disciple understands."
Han Shuitian waved his hand. "Go ahead. Remember, don't stand out when trouble comes. If you can, retreat. If you find anything, you will be summoned."
He cupped his fists in salute, turned around and exited the hall.
Under the moonlight, the figure in green clothes passed through the medicinal field and quickly disappeared deep into the bamboo forest.
Han Shuitian sat on the futon, looking at the direction where the back disappeared, a complicated light flashed in his muddy old eyes.
"Five elements fusion----"
He murmured in a low voice, almost inaudible.
"This kid can hide it from the master, but he can't hide it from me----"
He shook his head and showed a smile, "Well, everyone has their own destiny. What I can do is to give him a hand when he needs it."
The next day, Changxi Prefecture City South.
Chen Jianghe stood in front of the city gate, looking up at the three-foot-high bluestone city gate.
The city gate is open, and there is an endless stream of carriages and pedestrians. Most of the people entering the city are merchants carrying carts, and those leaving the city are children of aristocratic families in rich and colorful clothes, chatting and laughing in groups.
Today he changed into an ordinary green shirt, without the Xingyi Sect fancy clothes. The Abyss Settler Spear was hanging around his waist. The gun body was wrapped in several layers of coarse cloth, covering the two words "Abyss Settler".
If you don't take a closer look, you will just think that he is an ordinary wandering cultivator.
Chen Jianghe Stepped into the city gate with the flow of people, passed through the doorway, and suddenly opened up.
The main street paved with bluestone is more than ten feet wide, with shops on both sides and wine flags fluttering.
Pedestrians jostle one after another, and the sounds of hawking, talking, laughter, and carriages and horses are mixed together, making it noisy and prosperous.
--
He walked along the main street for more than a hundred feet and stopped in front of a three-story pavilion.
The pavilion has cornices and brackets, carved beams and painted pillars. There are two red lacquer columns standing in front of the door, with a red lantern hanging on each column.
There is a plaque hanging on the lintel, which reads "Rain Listening Pavilion" in three large gold-plated characters. The writing style is free and elegant, and it has a somewhat fairy-like feel.
It was now noon, but there were seven or eight carriages parked in front of the building. They were all luxury cars and horses. It could be seen that those who came were either rich or noble.
Chen Jianghe stepped forward.
As soon as they reached the door, two figures blocked the way.
They were two guards in gray clothes. They were both at the peak of Huajin cultivation. They were strong and alert.
The leader stretched out his hand and looked Chen Jianghe up and down. His eyes stayed on his ordinary blue shirt for a moment, with a trace of contempt flashing in his eyes.
"Stop. Do you have an invitation?"
Chen Jianghe shook his head, took out the Rain Listening Token from his arms, and handed it over.
The guard took the token, looked at it several times, looked at Chen Jianghe again, and frowned.
"This token belongs to Mr. Shi, why is it in your hand?"
Chen Jianghe said calmly, "Shi Ming, it was a gift from senior brother."
The guard snorted and handed the token back, but showed no intention of getting out of the way.
"From Mr. Shi? Why haven't I seen you? From the Xingyi Sect? Dressed like this, I'm afraid you're not a fake, right?"
Another guard also laughed, his eyes swept over Chen Jianghe, with a bit of joking. "Master Shi has a lot of friends, and he brings all kinds of cats and dogs into the building. How dare you come to the Rain Listening Pavilion now, even if you can't afford a decent piece of clothes?"
The people sitting here are the geniuses of various sects and sects. Are you not afraid of being embarrassed if you go in?"
Chen Jianghe looked at the two of them, his expression unchanged, and he just said calmly, "Get out of the way."
The guard raised his eyebrows, took a step forward, and reached out to push him, "Stop!"
A deep voice came from inside the door.
Shi Ming strode out of the door with a gloomy expression and glanced at the faces of the two guards.
The expressions of the two men changed, and they quickly clasped their fists and saluted. "Shi, Mr. Shi----"
Shi Ming snorted coldly, "Get out."
As if they had been granted amnesty, the two guards stepped aside dejectedly, not daring to say another word.
Shi Ming turned to Chen Jianghe, with a smile on his face, cupping his fists and saying, "Junior Brother Chen, you are here! Brother Yu has been waiting for you for several days. Come on, please come in!"
Chen Jianghe cupped his fists in return and followed him into the building.
Passing through the foyer, the view suddenly opens up.
The lobby on the first floor is spacious and bright, with famous herringbone paintings hanging on the walls, celadon vases in the corners, and a three-foot-long mahogany table in the middle, filled with refreshments and fruits.
There were more than ten people sitting on both sides of the long table. They were all young men and women between the ages of twenty and thirty. They were dressed luxuriously and had extraordinary bearing. Some were dressed in fancy clothes and had weapons hanging from their waists;
Some have brocade robes and jade belts, dressed as princes from aristocratic families; there are also several women with fluttering skirts and beautiful faces, chatting and laughing in a low voice.
Seeing Shi Ming leading a strange young man in, everyone looked at him one after another.
Shi Ming took Chen Jianghe to a seat by the window and introduced everyone present to him in a low voice.
"The one in the red outfit is Blazing Sun Sect Zhao Lie, Minor Mastery of Gang Force. Blazing Sun Palm is fierce and domineering, has a bad temper, and is most aggressive. The man in green shirt sitting opposite him is Wind Chaser Sect. Liu Qing is also Minor Mastery of Gang Force. He is so good at qinggong that he was given the nickname Willow Catkin Following the Wind".
Chen Jianghe Looked along his own light and remembered the faces in his heart.
Shi Ming continued, "The two young men in brocade robes in the corner are Chang Hongxuan and Chang Hongyu brothers of the Chang Family. Chang Family is one of the two famous families of Changxi Prefecture."
Chen Jianghe nodded.
Shi Ming was about to continue the introduction when a rough voice suddenly sounded, "Hey, Shi Ming, who is this? You are very handsome."
Chen Jianghe followed the sound, and it was Blazing Sun Sect Zhao Lie.
He was leaning on the back of the chair at this moment, his eyes sweeping over Chen Jianghe's body, his eyes full of scrutiny and contempt.
Shi Ming smiled and said, "This is me Xingyi Sect Soaring Wood Court Chen Jianghe Junior Brother Chen. I'm new here. I'll show him the door.
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"Soaring Wood Court?" Zhao Lie raised his eyebrows and sneered, "Soaring Wood Court Those medicinal herb growers are also masters? What state? Transforming energy? Or are you just entering Gangjin?"
Shi Ming's smile froze slightly, and he was about to speak to smooth things over.
Chen Jianghe said calmly, "What does it have to do with you?"
There was a slight silence in the hall.
Everyone's eyes fell on him, and that ordinary blue shirt looked particularly eye-catching at the moment.
Zhao Lie looked him up and down, then suddenly laughed, and the laughter was full of sarcasm. "You even called him! I guess you don't have any skills? Are you dressed like this? Xingyi Sect Are you so poor that you can't even afford a decent piece of clothing? Or do you come from some ravine and have never seen the world?"
Someone chuckled quietly.
Shi Ming looked a little ugly and was about to speak, but Chen Jianghe picked up the teacup and took a sip, his face as calm as water.
Seeing his appearance, Zhao Lie became more and more enthusiastic. He stood up, strode up to Chen Jianghe, and looked at him condescendingly.
"Boy, Rain Listening Pavilion is a place where all the geniuses from different sects and families come. When you come in dressed like this, do you embarrass Xingyi Sect or embarrass us all?"
Chen Jianghe put down the tea cup and raised his eyes to look at him, his eyes calm.
"Brother Zhao, what advice do you have?"
Zhao Lie grinned, with a hint of cunning flashing in his eyes. "I don't dare to give you advice. It's just that I, Zhao Lie, dislike those who are pretentious the most in my life. Then let's compare notes and open everyone's eyes?"
Shi Ming's expression changed and he stood up. "Zhao Lie, Junior Brother Chen is here for the first time today, you-
"What?" Zhao Lie interrupted him and looked at Shi Ming sideways, "Shi Ming, are you afraid that you Xingyi Sect people will be embarrassed?"
Shi Ming was choked by him and his face was ashen.
Chen Jianghe stood up, clasped his fists and said, "Brother Zhao's kindness is appreciated by Chen. It's just that it's the first time I've come here and I don't want to do anything. If I have a chance some other time, I'll ask Brother Zhao for advice."
Having said that, he had to sit down.
A trace of anger flashed in Zhao Lie's eyes, and he suddenly raised his hand and slapped Chen Jianghe on the shoulder!
The wind roared in the palm. Although this palm did not use all its strength, it still used 50% of the strength. I felt in my heart that it was enough to educate the boy in front of me!
What he wants is to make Chen Jianghe embarrassed in front of everyone!
In a flash of lightning, Chen Jianghe moved.
He didn't look back.
Just as his shoulders sank slightly, Zhao Lie's palm brushed past his shoulders and missed.
Before Zhao Lie could change his move, Chen Jianghe had already grabbed his wrist with his left hand and twisted it!
Zhao Lie groaned, his whole arm was twisted and bent in the opposite direction, and the pain was excruciating!
He tried his best to break free, but found that the hand was like an iron pliers, motionless!
In the next moment, Chen Jianghe grabbed Abyss Settler Spear who was leaning on the table with his right hand, swept the gun body across, and the gun tip stopped steadily three inches in front of Zhao Lie's throat!
Everything happens in an instant.
From the time Zhao Lie took out his palm to the moment his throat was restrained, it only took three breaths.
There was dead silence in the hall.
Everyone stared at this scene blankly, their eyes full of disbelief.
Blazing Sun Sect Zhao Lie, Minor Mastery of Gang Force, Blazing Sun Palm is fierce and domineering, and he is also a well-known figure among his peers.
But in front of this young man wearing coarse clothes, with three moves, just three moves, he was restrained and unable to move!
Zhao Lie's face was pale, and cold sweat was dripping from his forehead.
He could clearly feel the murderous intent contained in the tip of the spear. As long as the other party was willing, it could penetrate his throat in the next moment.
"You----you----"
His lips were trembling, but he could not speak.
Chen Jianghe looked at him and said calmly, "Brother Zhao, I accept the concession."
He put away the gun, let go, took a step back, and clasped his fists.
Zhao Lie staggered back a few steps, holding on to the table before he could barely stand still.
He held his painful wrist and looked at Chen Jianghe with eyes full of fear and resentment.
But in the end he didn't dare to speak again.
Shi Ming stood aside, watching this scene, his eyelids jumped.
Three moves.
In just three moves, Zhao Lie subdued Minor Mastery of Gang Force.
Moreover, those three moves were just the most common grappling and marksmanship techniques, without using any trump cards.
How strong has this Chen Jianghe become in the past six months?
He took a deep breath and was about to say something to calm the atmosphere when suddenly there was a sound of footsteps at the door.