Chapter 27 Assassination "Jiangjun Market is like a bazaar in the mortal world. It is also a platform for many casual Taoists to enter the Tao!" Wu Yong exclaimed! This seemingly ordinary market town is full of wandering Taoists who practice Qigong. For the prominent families, the market town will be gone if it is gone, as they mostly have ways to receive and pay their food and supplies. But for these low-level Qi-refining Taoists, including most of the independent cultivators who cannot even become servants of prominent families, this may be their only platform to barely maintain their path. Wu Yong shook his head slightly, just speaking from his feelings! "This market is really well managed! Although it is small, it has everything." The He family's coordination is quite good, and they manage the entire market in good order. It’s a pity that the Wu family is no longer able to provide too much support. Without the Third Master in the family, even if there are several battalions of rampant soldiers and grass gods, it is not easy to mobilize them at will. "Brother, cousin! Then let's set off early too?" "Grandpa said that he would hold a big banquet tonight to welcome my cousin, so don't miss the time." After the group finished their meal in the market town, He Yan called out to Wu Yong, who was leaning against the railing of the elegant pavilion out of boredom.
He Yan also used two chopsticks to slowly and methodically tear open the fish sashimi, chewing it slowly and politely! "Yes! Brother Yong, why haven't you touched your bream sashimi? Is it not to your liking?" The delicacy in front of Wu Yong was not touched at all. Wu Yong just picked up the tea, took a sip, and said with a smile: "For some reason today, I don't have a good appetite, so a taste of this Danyang sour tea is enough!" Wu Yong usually abstains from food and drink except for some specially prepared spiritual meals. This is because the original owner had been practicing fasting since he was a child in order to keep his body clean and pure to facilitate spiritual practice. Until now, Wu Yong has hardly been able to change this habit! However, after being promoted to the second level Huang Tian Fu Hai Li Shi, Wu Yong was quite fond of spiritual food. The essence of the high-quality spiritual food helped him improve the efficiency of his spiritual power circulation and opening up the orifices, and there was no foul air hidden in it. He hasn't had any appetite for a long time! But it is not convenient to say it clearly at this moment, otherwise it would make Wu Yong seem too disappointed. "Then let's go back home. I still need to go back to the villa and bring a few stewards to attend the banquet in the evening!" Wu Yong put down the teacup, stood up and said to the two of them. After Yin Erlang built the Three Evils Altar, he had to take over the altar himself and get the roll of paper soldiers back. Only then could he bring a few people to the night banquet at He's house. First go to He’s house to get the mount, then go back to the villa! The three of them came down from the second floor. The Taoists had already been standing by their side, guarding them, and they returned to the mansion together. Passing through the circular corridor, this huge team attracted the attention of some people. After all, the He family has been in charge of the market town for many years, and the elders in the market town are very familiar with the brothers and sisters! In other words, they watched the siblings grow up. "He Jia Dalang, I haven't seen you for a few days!" "Have you found the culprit?" "That's what I said. How can our market collapse so easily? We have been living like this for so many years." "The eldest son of the He family has returned for his daily inspection, so everything should be fine!" "."
It has to be said that He Yan, the third-generation legitimate son, has a great reputation, which has also boosted the confidence of the shop owners and stall owners in the market who make a living from this. The eldest son of the He family has returned for daily inspections, so what are they, the independent cultivators, afraid of? Are their lives more precious than that of the eldest son of the He family? He Yan endured all the gazes coming at him, but he couldn't give a direct answer before the matter was settled. He just bowed to everyone and strode out of the market with Wu Yong and the other two. Only the curious people were left whispering to each other in the market, and the stall owners also gathered together to discuss the matter. "Hey! Stop thinking about it. If nothing unexpected happens, our market should be fine." A middle-aged man with a slightly chubby face walked out of a restaurant in the distance, holding a pair of purple round beads in his hands. He walked in a square step, teasing and ostentatious, interrupting the chatter of several people. When these stall owners and shopkeepers saw the most well-informed restaurant manager come out, they knew that this big mouth had probably received some news again. Someone immediately said: "Have you got some new news, Manager Zhu? Tell us about it, so we can come and see it." "Right, right, right! If anyone in our Danjiang City encounters any problems, it's my brother Zhu who will understand!" As more and more curious people gathered around, he felt a little proud of the flattery. "Alright, alright, I'm going to get embarrassed if you continue talking!" "Since you guys want to know, I, Old Zhu, will reveal it to you." The restaurant owner Zhu quite likes the feeling of showing off in front of others, although sometimes he knows that it may cause trouble, but, Old Zhu, I can't help it. After waving to the old acquaintances who were gradually approaching, Shopkeeper Zhu led them to the side and began to share his intelligence. "You. This." This stall owner was also a nosy person. Seeing that a lot of people were following them, he became worried about some exotic stones and magical herbs on his stall. The stall should be fine, right? There haven't been any three hands around in the market lately, have they? Never mind, never mind. If others are not afraid, why should I be afraid? I have covered more than them! After a few hesitations, he finally opened a piece of red cloth from an old mustard seed bag, covered the stall with it, and strode after the few people. "Hey! Do you know when the He brothers and sisters entered the market?" "I came at noon, wandered around the market town for an hour, and then sat in my little bamboo house for another hour!" "Why do I say that our market is safe this time? Do you know who the young man accompanied by the He brothers and sisters is?" Shopkeeper Zhu teased the cultivators and whetted their appetite, but he stopped there. "You are such a good guy, Zhu Laosi, tell us quickly! How would we know?" The bearded man became anxious. "Yes, Brother Zhu, tell me quickly, who is that heroic young man?" "If you don't explain clearly, I will tell your wife that you were not in the market yesterday, but went to the riverside lantern tower and flower boat to be a bridegroom, hahahaha!" "That's right, that's right!" This caused the surrounding stall owners to make even more noise. "You guys are such assholes." Shopkeeper Zhu was helpless as the character he had just established was overturned by them.
"Do you know who is the financial backer behind our market?" This is well-known news. The He family has been in charge of this market for twenty to thirty years on behalf of their in-laws, the Wu family. They also climbed up step by step from a clan of independent cultivators just like him. The He family can be regarded as a legend of some size in this area. The speed and ease with which they rose to prominence is truly astonishing! "Dongjun, Fuyao Wu clan?" "But didn't Mrs. Xun from the Wu family pass away half a year ago? Therefore, the market town was officially transferred to the He family!" the stall owner said hesitantly. "Confused!" "A noble family is a noble family. Even without the third-level great wizard, there must be a lot of old Gangsha sorcerers who have cultivated magical powers." "As the saying goes, a lean camel is bigger than a horse!" "How can the Wu family just sit there and watch the He family be humiliated like this?" Shopkeeper Zhu rolled his eyes. Do you really think that a noble family will collapse when the ancestor dies? The second generation, third generation, collateral branches, and tributes, all these combined are far beyond the reach of ordinary noble families! "I saw that those Taoist guards all had full sea of qi and bright eyes. They can be said to be good at practicing qi. Most importantly, they all carried wind control decrees in their robes!" This is the secret wind decree of the Fuyao Wu family. It is a special magic weapon that can blow up a strong wind on the ground. Whenever five, ten, or a hundred people form a formation, the power of the strong wind can be continuously accumulated. It can be called a secret wind weapon. Everyone is carrying this thing, so there is no doubt that they must be the Wu family! "Then according to Shopkeeper Zhu, is Wu going to come to help us?" "Those damn thieves stole all the magic tools on the wall of my shop, including the first magic tool I spent half a year to make!" "Alas! I have no appetite now, and I don't even have the heart to refine magic tools." This is the old man who owns the weapon refining shop on North Street. He has been getting increasingly resentful since his shop was looted. He no longer stayed by the stove all day like before, leaving things to his children and grandchildren. These days he wandered around the market all day, comparing the losses of other families. It can be considered as some consolation! "It's hard to say, but at least, we will have to fight with that thief, right?" "Old Zhu, I still vaguely remember when the Wu family came here to build the market, two old Gangsha cultivators were in charge, and the heads of the pirates along the river were used to build a Jingguan!" "It is because of the convenience that Danjiang Market has provided to all cultivators over the past twenty years." "I don't know if I'll be lucky enough to see that old butler Jin take action this time." Shopkeeper Zhu's thoughts stretched out, as if he remembered that he was a young fool who graduated from a Taoist temple, had the worst qualifications, and was not even qualified to participate in the trial. Until today, I have also built this restaurant, which is considered a small achievement! "Ohhh! I see." "Then I'll go find Shopkeeper Zhu to drink with me some other day." "My stall is still there. I have to keep an eye on it to make sure no one takes away one or two treasures." Everyone is very interested in hearing the gossip about Manager Zhu. Let us listen to him talk about his memories here? Goodbye then. I am very busy today and have to earn some money! Immediately, they dispersed like a swarm of bees. "This bunch of bastards, they ate everything and didn't even offer us tea." Only the cursing voice of Shopkeeper Zhu remained.
boom! "Hmm? What's going on? Is that thief calling again?" "Damn it, my shop was robbed last time, and you're here again? This time I spent a lot of money to buy a pair of Sky Thunder Bullets, and you're all dead!" There was a loud noise, followed by a huge vibration that could be felt even in the market town, which for a moment excited all the cultivators in the market town. Of course, some stall owners were already looking around, trying to figure out which path to escape from. At this time, outside the market! Wu Yong and his two companions had just pulled their carriages out of the market town, and had not gone a hundred meters when they were attacked. One of the carriages seemed to be blown apart by a thunderbolt from the sky, killing the horse on the spot. Most of the spiritual wood carriage also collapsed, and a raging fire broke out! "Yongdi!!" "cousin!!" The He siblings were devastated, and He Yan was even more frightened and angry. He jumped out of the carriage and rushed into the sea of fire, regardless of the raging flames. The Taoist priest guarding the market town who was watching them from a distance looked even paler. "It's a disaster! Something terrible has happened!" Then he immediately sounded the alarm while suppressing his trembling hands and sent a distress signal to the He family mansion. He simply couldn't imagine what would happen if the last descendant of the Wu family died here? The old cultivator Gangsha who is practicing in seclusion in Fuyao's residence, and the many sorcerers he employs, won't they come out in full force to cause chaos? He Yan, who was rushing in despite the scorching fire, was suddenly pressed on the chest by a strong arm. Then a layer of yellow air covered his whole body, protecting He Yan. Then a huge force came and pushed He Yan out of the fire! "It doesn't matter. Someone just hid a thunder ball under this carriage!" Wu Yong lifted He Yan out of the wreckage of the carriage with one hand and stared at him strangely. It seems that the two of them are not close friends, right? Is it necessary for him to brave the fierce poisonous fire of Tian Leizi to "collect" Wu Yong's body? "Great, Yongdi, you're okay!" He Yan was so shocked that he suddenly became overjoyed and almost choked with sobs. He Yan also hurried over and stared at the two of them in a trance. The guards had already formed their battle formation and immediately came forward to protect the few people in the middle. "As expected of an old family, even a waste like you with incomplete spiritual roots can be transformed into a second-level warrior?" A sneer came from behind the crowd. Then two figures appeared, three mysterious men in black robes and white masks surrounded the few people in a three-dimensional formation? "Hmm? You want to kill me? You want to kill the eldest son of a noble family who is evaluated by the Dao Court on the territory of Jiuzhou?" Wu Yong's face turned cold, and he spoke in a cold voice. The three mysterious men all had spiritual energy gathered together, and their murderous intent concentrated on Wu Yong's body, making people feel cold all over. These are three warlocks! "Wouldn't it be better for you to stay in your Dongjun and be your own son? Why do you want to extend your hand to Dongjun?"
The black-robed warlock smiled coldly. Immediately, a cold water blade nearly ten feet wide was thrown out, cutting in half the Wu family guard who was about to send a message. The communication talisman also fell to the ground, and the spiritual light on it was still flashing! "Damn it!" "These are three sorcerers. You should go back to the market place immediately and join forces to activate the formation. It should be able to hold them off for a while!" Wu Yong frowned, and a dark blue magic spear appeared in his right hand. Without saying anything more, the Huang Tian Qi wrapped around him and hit the leading sorcerer behind him. The three opponents also attacked at the same time, leaving no room for nonsense. One of them brought out a magic sword, one brought out a gem, and one raised his hand to create a terrifying water blade that could easily cut through rocks. The three of them did not exchange any words. After looking at each other, they directly launched a killing move against Wu Yong who was approaching them. Wu Yong held the purple magic spear, leaped up and chopped it in the air. A yellow crescent-shaped streak was drawn from the spear and collided with the water blade. After the two collided, Wu Yong turned around and ignored the water blade. He raised his magic spear and immediately blocked the magic sword behind him that was driven by the art of controlling objects. With a strong thrust, he swung it far away. He Yan, leading several guards, had already attacked the third person! Wu Yong didn't have time to pay more attention to them for a while. The cold water blade and the sharp magic sword stabbed left and right. The attack was extremely fierce, which made him quite passive for a while. "Who is this? A water sorcerer and a sword sorcerer, determined to kill me?" Wu Yong found it a little unbelievable. Logically speaking, he was a passive participant. Who planned this assassination? Suddenly, a round black ball was thrown towards him, which startled Wu Yong. He pushed off the ground with one foot, and the next moment, he jumped high into the air in an instant. "Tianleizi!" This is a disposable thunder and fire bomb made from the poisonous fire of the Earth and the Five Thunders. It is of the same type as the bomb that just blew up the carriage. Wu Yong jumped high and narrowly avoided the attack, but at this moment he couldn't help but feel nervous. This was the first time he had been attacked so brutally and without mercy! "Ah! Ah!" The next moment, several screams were heard from the other battlefield. The two guards of the Wu family and the Taoist priest of the He family were directly hit by a precious pearl, and their chests collapsed immediately. The sorcerer who was flying the sword turned around and slashed the throats of the two men with a sword. In an instant, five people out of the team of ten were gone! (End of this chapter)