Imperial City, He Mansion. A servant walked hurriedly towards He Weimin's room. "Dong dong dong!" There was a gentle knock on the door, and after a while, He Weming's voice came from inside: "Enter." The servant quickly opened the door and walked in, and handed a portrait to He Weimin who was sitting inside. He Weimin looked at the pale-faced servant with some curiosity, but he trembled all over after taking the portrait. I saw the head of a young man clearly painted on it, and what was written below was densely packed small characters. "Qingzhou Ding Hai, alias Li Baozheng, massacred several cities, received a bounty of ten thousand taels, was promoted to two ranks, and received a Yin-Yang Good Fortune Pill." Ding Hai? Isn't this the young man I just met?
Sure enough, this guy is definitely not as young as he appears, maybe he is an old devil who is hundreds of years old! He Weimin suddenly thought of something again and stood up from the chair. Oops, although Ding Hai is wanted by Qingzhou, he is a martial artist after all. Here in Zhongzhou, he is absolutely safe. However, there is a conflict between two groups in the court at the moment. If those hawks know the whereabouts of Ding Hai, they may not take Ding Hai's head to make friends with Qingzhou! After all, Qingzhou is still far away from Zhongzhou, which is in line with their consistent strategy. Maybe Dinghai is really their breakthrough! Moreover, he would also be implicated for recommending Ding Hai to Guanyun Sect. Thinking of this, cold sweat broke out on He Weimin's head. Needless to say, he knew that the assassination a few days ago was carried out by the Eagle Party. The Hubu faction has always been the Taiwei line, while the Eagle faction has been the Situ lineage. The last time the Eagle Party assassinated him was just a helpless move, which made He Weimin feel that the Eagle Party had reached the end of its rope. But this time, it was different. Once the Eagle Party gets the reason to recommend Ding Hai, the entire line of lieutenants will be in a state of avalanche. "Quick! Prepare the car, I want to go to Shangshu Mansion!" He Weimin quickly ordered to the servant, and he hurried out of the door. At the same time, the title of Old Demon Ding spread throughout the major states in an instant. Qingzhou's interstate arrest warrant has not appeared for decades. Now it appears again for a man named Ding Hai, which can be said to have focused the attention of all states on Ding Hai. In a small town in Qingzhou, Bai Wangyun stared blankly at the wanted order brought back by Nangong Tian, and said with some disbelief: "Is this Xiaoqi?" During the tragedy in White River City a few months ago, their master and apprentice were fortunate enough to have noticed something was wrong in advance and ran away. They even hid in a small county town 700 miles away and have been living there until now.
But the wanted order that Nangong Tian unexpectedly brought back today made Bai Wangyun a little unbelievable. "Xiao Qi was framed. I have met the murderer. He is a Taoist." Bai Wangyun's tone was low. "I know Master, but we can't do anything." Nangongtian shook his head. "Does it say he is still Li Baozheng? Li Baozheng, the master of Wanxiang Sect?" Bai Wangyun suddenly thought of something. "Yes, although I don't know if it's true or not, I think there must be some connection between the two." Nangong Tian nodded. "When something happens to Xiao Qi, I, as the master, cannot ignore it." Bai Wangyun said suddenly. "Master, what are you going to do?" Nangong Tian was helpless. "Put the money together and choose a good place for him." Bai Wangyun sighed. Nangongtian was speechless for a while and couldn't help but said: "Master, we must be careful during this time." "As for my junior brother, I always feel that he is not simple. Maybe he can survive this disaster smoothly." Bai Wangyun muttered after hearing this: "You are right. Xiao Qi is the most talented person I have ever seen in my life. People from their Yin Yang Palace should be constantly looking for us at this moment. They want to catch us and threaten Xiao Qi. We can no longer live in the city." "Get ready, we'll leave immediately." Nangong Tian immediately felt the same after hearing this. They have always been the closest people to Ding Yi. Once they are caught and threaten him, Ding Yi will definitely feel very uncomfortable. But Nangong Tian suddenly thought of Ding Yi's rumored murderous style, and suddenly trembled all over, and he couldn't help but question his worries. On the other side, Leishan cave. Wang Lin was sitting in the cave, using the torches on both sides to look at the wanted order in his hand, his expression gloomy. Escorting the treasures of the Taixu Sect saved him from the tragedy of the Wanxiang Sect's destruction. After learning the news, he did not choose to show up, but immediately hid in the cave. After that, he has been searching for the remaining members of the Wanxiang Sect and waiting for the day when the sect leader returns. But unexpectedly, what was waiting for him was this wanted notice.
"Brother Wang, what should we do?" A voice appeared behind Wang Lin, and then a man wrapped in a gray cloak came out of the darkness. Sun Tao looked at Wang Lin in front of him with some emotion in his heart. Back then, the sect master used an almost immortal technique to reshape his severed limbs, which indeed made his martial arts practice improve by leaps and bounds. Now, he has changed his cultivation level, and like Wang Lin, he is a master figure. However, facing the behemoth of Yin Yang Palace, he seemed so small and had no chance of winning. Wang Lin threw the paper in his hand into the fire nearby, and then said in a deep voice: "All the relics of the Taixu Sect are good things. We must improve our strength as soon as possible so that we can help the Sect Master at any time." "The Wanxiang Sect will not be destroyed. What the Yinyang Palace did will only make the Wanxiang Sect's revenge burn more fiercely!" At this moment, on Guanyun Mountain, thousands of miles away from here, Ding Yi had no idea that he had been wanted. Instead, he continued to refine the sword with full concentration. He took out a black object from his arms again and placed it in front of him. This thumb-sized thing is not simple. It is worth a full point. It is the most precious material for forging sword embryos, meteorite. Don't look at it as it is so small, but it weighs a hundred pounds in your hand. It is a rare weight-increasing material. Since Ding Yi wants to go the heavy route, this material must be used. Thinking of this, Ding Yi directly controlled the ink with his spiritual sense and wrote the entry "increase weight" on the stone. The next moment, a line of text appeared in front of him. [Currently available for strengthening, the life span required for strengthening is 59 years and 13 days, do you want to strengthen? ] Ding Yi looked at the number in front of him, then raised his eyebrows slightly, and then decisively chose yes. With his confirmation, the black stone in Ding Yi's hand quickly squirmed in his hand, and soon turned into a gorgeous stone with black and blue. At the same time, Ding Yi suddenly felt that the weight of the stone in his hand increased sharply, which made him feel heavy for a while, which made him suddenly startled. [Star Meteorite Sand] [The core sand particles scattered after the explosion of the hyperon star weigh more than a thousand pounds and contain strong magnetic force] Wow, it is worthy of being strengthened by the system. The weight of this small piece of thing has increased tenfold! Seeing this, Ding Yi was not surprised but happy, and then he held the stone and waved his hand and threw it into the flame in front. Immediately afterwards, Ding Yi did the same thing again, strengthening three more pieces of star meteorite sand, and threw them all into the flame. At this time, Ding Yi had already noticed that the gray solid in the flame began to fluctuate violently, which made him give up the idea of continuing to put in materials. Instead, he quickly cast a spell, and then runes continued to appear in the void, constantly flying into the flame. And the huge black iron block in the flame finally began to slowly stretch and change into the shape of a sword. = || ; ({ mode: 'thumbs-feed-01', container: 'taboola-below-article-thumbnail---300x250', placement: 'Below article thumbnail - 300x250', target_type: 'mix' });
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