My kung fu has been enlightened by myself

Huicheng is located in a remote place, nearly [-] miles southwest of Tianjianzong, and further west is a remote mountain that is inaccessible. It is rumored that there are demons haunting it, and it is the hiding place for those criminals.

Such a dangerous place should be sparsely populated, but a unique mineral is produced here, which is a must for monks to make alchemy.

Driven by profit, coupled with the effective governance of Chen He, the prefect of Huicheng, the population here is prosperous and the people are rich, which is far better than other nearby cities.

But half a month ago, a group of bandits suddenly appeared in the mountains and robbed the miners of their excavation, even killing several people. Chen He sent troops to round up them bravely, but they were not caught, and instead suffered heavy losses.

Those gangsters were highly skilled in martial arts, and there were even foundation-building masters who used Taoism among them. Chen He had no choice but to ask the Heavenly Sword Sect for support.

At this time, in Huicheng City Lord's Mansion, Chen He, who was a little fat, kept pacing back and forth with an anxious expression on his face.

On the chair next to it, sat eight or nine guys in strange costumes, some of them looked sullen, some were taciturn, none of them seemed to be troublesome anyway.

These people are casual cultivators who he recently recruited with a lot of money, and they are just waiting to kill that gang of bandits.

"I said Mr. Chen, so many of us have been waiting for you for several days, why can't you give us an accurate answer, when are you going to leave?" An old man who picked his feet knocked his hand on the corner of the table. Han Tobacco, with a displeased expression on his face.

The old man looked ordinary, and his clothes were sloppy. He looked like a farmer who had just walked out of the field, but he was very strong, and the occasional flashes of light in his eyes were intimidating.

The person sitting next to him laughed sinisterly. He was still wrapped in a dark cloak on a hot day, so he couldn't see what he looked like at all.

"Isn't it a good life to take money for nothing and not work?"

The old man snorted coldly, and said: "The old man has no habit of eating idle food, let alone a fool who wastes a lot of time."

"Smelly old man, what are you talking about..." The old man said angrily, the man sat up, and had a tendency to fight if there was a disagreement.

Chen He secretly sighed, and hurriedly persuaded: "Everyone, don't hurt your peace. I sent a message to Tianjianzong a few days ago. I believe that someone will come to support in the next two days. Let's wait for the disciples of Tianjianzong to arrive. After that, if we start together again, we will have a better chance of winning."

When they heard that the well-known disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect were coming, all the casual cultivators present cheered up and felt a little nervous.

Most of them were born in Yeluzi, and they are very different from the disciples of the big sect. They have dissatisfaction in their hearts, and most of them are envious and jealous.

No more bickering and quarreling, at least I don't want to lose my position as soon as we meet, and everyone sits upright.

After waiting, in the afternoon, under the leadership of Chen Jiayi, Chu Zhou and others entered the City Lord's Mansion in a hurry.

"Father, what happened?" Chen Jiayi hurriedly asked when she saw Chen He.

Chen He didn't expect to see his own daughter either. After the two had a brief reminiscence, Chen Jiayi took Chu Zhou with her left hand and her senior sister Sun Chuxue with her right hand, and introduced them.

Chu Zhou cupped his hands to Chen He, and said with a smile, "Chu Zhou of the Heavenly Sword Sect, I have met City Lord Chen."

The others followed suit behind him and did not lose their manners.

Chen He cupped his hands to answer, but glanced outside, and asked casually: "Is there no elder from your clan to follow?"

It's just that Chu Zhou and others are too young. The oldest one is Chen Jiayi's senior sister, Sun Chuxue, but she is only in her early twenties. These people don't look like they came here to support, but more like they came here for fun. .

The old man took a puff of his pipe and asked, "Master Chen, is this the master of the Heavenly Sword Sect you mentioned?"

Chen He looked embarrassed, he didn't expect that the support he was looking forward to would be a group of brats, secretly complaining that Tianjianzong was too careless about this matter.

"Okay, let them follow far behind when the time comes, and don't touch them, otherwise the Heavenly Sword Sect will blame us, and we casual cultivators will not be able to bear the blame." The old man walked out step by step with his cigarette bag in hand. go.

This is obviously looking down on the strength of the few people. The hot-tempered Zheng Shuo was about to go out to make gestures with them, but was stopped by Chu Zhou.

It’s better to have one thing less than one thing outside, it’s just being misunderstood, there will always be proof, and they are out to catch criminals, not to fight fiercely with others.

Chen Jiayi was not happy anymore, she pouted and said, "Aren't they just a bunch of gangsters hiding in Tibet, there is nothing to worry about, my brothers and sisters are all amazing!"

Chen He was also afraid that there would be conflicts between the two parties, so he said: "Everyone, don't worry, Chu Shaoxia and others are all inner disciples of Tianjianzong, and they must have strength, and they will never drag you down. Just do it."

Taking care of one or two on the battlefield, isn't that a drag?
The man in the cloak smiled and said, "What's the use of being strong? Which one of these dainty sect disciples doesn't speak very hard, but seeing the blood, I don't know how scared I peed my pants?"

"If the Lord City Master doesn't want to see them die outside, let them stay in the city honestly, hehehe."

What the old man said was rather cryptic, but this man was very straightforward. For a disciple of a great sect who has not experienced wind and rain, when it comes to life and death, it is very good to be able to exert half of his own strength.

"Senior Brother Chu, don't stop me, you dare to underestimate us for anything!"

Zheng Shuo couldn't bear it anymore, holding the broad sword in both hands, he rushed in front of the man like the wind, facing him with a powerful and heavy mountain-shaking swordsmanship.

The broad sword brought a strong wind, and the teacups fell all over the floor, and the cloak was blown away, revealing a pale face underneath.

The man didn't expect Zheng Shuo to hit as soon as he said, and he didn't have time to get out of the way. He urged the secret method in a hurry, and saw a translucent sticky palm emerge from his chest, catching the falling broad sword.

Zheng Shuo's cold iron epee, the part held by the transparent palm, was corroded and melted in just a moment, turning into a piece of iron slag.

This change stunned everyone, the cloaked man let out a cold snort, hurriedly put on his cloak again, and walked out angrily.

While walking, he said: "This is the high student of Tianjianzong? I thought it was so powerful, but I didn't expect that I just looked at people and didn't even reach the foundation building stage! If you expect them to arrest people, the city lord, then we still have to It's better to just wait for death!"

Strictly speaking, Zheng Shuo has the strength in the foundation building period, but his cultivation level is still a little bit worse at present, and the cloaked man is not wrong.

Of course, if Zheng Shuo succeeds in establishing the foundation, he can freely use spiritual power to attach to the sword, and the cloaked man's mysterious palm may not be able to take his sword hard.

Except for a few people in Tianjianzong who know this, how can others understand it.

The rest of the people in the house also took their leave and left, apparently not optimistic about them, so they had no intention of staying to discuss plans.

Chen He sighed, and no longer had any hope. He forced a smile on his face to let the few people not mind, and then ordered his servants to prepare a dinner and a room for them to rest today.