Chapter 1370 God Knows

Qiao Er walked slowly on the plank road, which swayed in the mist, and made him feel as if he was still swinging on a swing in his childhood.

He had buried his previous name.

The reason why he was called "Qiao Er" was because when he woke up, he was hanging under the second bridge hole in his hometown... so he escaped the massacre.

There was nothing much to say about the past, it was nothing more than hatred.

He had lived in Linzi for a long time, and lived a normal life most of the time, and occasionally came out to do something.

For example, recording some information, spreading some rumors, such as killing a few people...

In this sinful city built with corpses and blood, there are some people like him. Of course, he didn't know who those people were, and those people didn't know him. The only thing they could confirm was that they were not alone.

Because there was always information transmission.

In the heart of this huge empire, they were also secretly building a "home".

Of course, the information was interrupted, and it was not uncommon. It happened when Cui Zhu assassinated the emperor, Zhang Yong cried at the temple, and when the Xia Kingdom betrayed the top leaders of the organization.

What they want to challenge is the existing order of this world. Everyone knows how powerful the enemy they are facing is. During this period, they are targeting Qi, but Qi is just one of the enemies.

All kinds of difficulties will be encountered.

No difficulties can stop them.

The interrupted information transmission can always be connected quickly.

Especially his line was connected by King Zhao, one of the highest leaders of the organization, who came to Linzi in person - what a great courage this is?

Why can they do so many things? Why are they not afraid of sacrifice from the bottom to the top?

Because they have the same ideal, shining on the road ahead.

Qiao Er has always been cautious. He is not afraid of sacrifice, but he is afraid that his sacrifice is meaningless. He is afraid that his body cannot become the ideal firewood.

What is the joy of life, and what is the fear of death? Only by burning with the light of ideals can we comfort the past.

The last action was still in Yaoguangfang. It was originally to kill a young Tianjiao, stir up Xie Huaian's emotions, create waves, and weave a frenzy... but it was abandoned because of the appearance of Jiang Wang.

It's not that he doesn't have the ability to kill Xie Baoshu and Jiang Wang at the same time, he just can't ensure that the other party won't make any noise during the process... Jiang Wang's ability to control sound has been clearly demonstrated in the case of Cui Zhu's assassination of the emperor.

And King Zhao specifically emphasized last time that Jiang Wang can be targeted, but it's better not to really kill Jiang Wang.

Just a little uncertainty, Qiao Er chose to stop and leave, and then remained silent until today.

He is not afraid of death, but that incident, the young genius named Xie Baoshu, is not worth his risk.

It is obvious that... Jiang Wuqi is worth it.

Assassinating a palace master in Linzi is really incredible.

But precisely because it is incredible, there are not many people who dare to think in this direction.

Because it is impossible, once it succeeds, the impact it can cause is huge enough. Even if he can be captured alive and taken away from Qi... The benefits are incalculable.

It is definitely worth the risk.

For this, the organization does not mind paying more.

Changle, Changsheng, Huaying, Yangxin, among these four palaces, only Changsheng Palace has some possibility at present.

Since Jiang Wuqi was naked in front of Ziji Palace, the Emperor of Qi has never summoned this prince again. How close they were in the past, how distant they are now.

The court and the public all know that the eleventh prince has lost power, and it is quite like monkeys scattering when the tree falls.

Those civil and military officials who were close to Changsheng Palace in the past have been unusually low-key during this period.

Jiang Wuqi himself is also lightly dressed and has a few followers, never showing off. Except for watching the sunrise at Yunwu Mountain every day, he keeps the palace gates closed most of the time, saying that he is cultivating his body and mind and not seeing outsiders.

Today is a good opportunity.

According to the latest intelligence, the battle of Xingyueyuan is over, and the Qi country's heroes are about to return with honor. The eyes of the entire empire are on them, and it is inevitable that they will relax their attention on other places.

Yunwu Mountain is remote after all. Even after the Hellless Gate assassination, the defense of the entire Linzi City was much stricter than before. It was not so easy to detect the abnormality here in time... Moreover, they had made enough preparations for this trip.

To put it another way, even if something went wrong, with his strength, he would have time to kill Jiang Wuqi in the inner court before the Linzi strongman arrived.

If he could use his life to exchange for Jiang Shu's favorite son, what would be wrong?

Qiao Er was excited to think that he had the opportunity to make an emperor like Jiang Shu suffer.

After a small victory over Jing State, Qi State is now unprecedentedly inflated. Does it think that the world is submissive?

It's time to pour cold water on them...

Thinking of this, Qiao Er looked up at the sickly prince in front of him, and slowly straightened up. His hunched figure gradually became straight, and a ray of cold light jumped between his fingers.

He walked on the misty plank road, like a hunter, towards his own trap. And in the trap was today's harvest.

To his surprise, Jiang Wuqi was very calm.

Too calm.

Qiao Er was sure that his changes were seen by the other party, and Jiang Wuqi was not distracted.

But the eleventh prince of Daqi was so calm.

Not to mention running away or calling for help, he didn't even slow down. He still walked straight towards him.

Was there an ambush?

Qiao Er's emotions were agitated.

No. If there was an ambush here, that person... couldn't be unaware of it.

Spiritual consciousness covered the plank road in an instant, and indeed no one else was seen.

It's useless to think too much. You must ask the tip of the knife for everything.

Qiao Er walked faster and faster, and the aura of a powerful man began to flourish: "Your Highness, for your safety, how about coming with me?"

The clouds around him looked like snow, and the white fox fur also looked like snow. His face was as pale as the snow.

The eleventh prince of Daqi, who was so sick and frail, walked on the swaying plank road, quietly feeling the gradually awakening breath of a powerful divine being...

Suddenly he sighed: "I've been waiting for you for too long!"

What's the meaning?

Qiao Er was shocked to realize something at this time - he didn't know when, but the Tianhuang nobleman in front of him no longer coughed.

And his thin figure walked on the plank road in the clouds, and he had a calmness about controlling everything.

Is this a trap?

Who dares to use Jiang Wuqi as bait? !

How does he keep himself safe?

Thousands of thoughts exploded in my mind. Of course, a character like Qiao Er can also trace the source in the fog. He flicked his fingers extremely decisively, and the cold light that had been lingering between his fingers for a long time shot out in an instant!

He strikes first! With the cultivation level of Shenlin, he had no reservations when facing an Inner Palace monk.

The clouds no longer moved, the fog no longer surged, the wind no longer came, the plank road no longer shook, and there was no longer any distance between him and Jiang Wuqi.

Yunwu Mountain seemed to be silent for a moment.

The cold light came as soon as it came out.

The trail of cold light actually created an abrupt hole between Qiao Er and Jiang Wuqi. It starts here and ends there.

The so-called divine presence, within the scope of spiritual consciousness, is like a god!

"How dare you, thief!" A sharp voice suddenly sounded, approaching quickly.

After all, Jiang Wuqi was the master of the Changsheng Palace. Even if he lost power, he would still be the focus of Linzi's defense forces. So as soon as there was any movement on the Yunwu Mountain Plank Road, strong men patrolling the nearby area came immediately.

But...it can't be done in time.

At this moment, it is absolutely impossible to take people away. For Qiao Er, the optimal result may have been lost, but the suboptimal result is just around the corner. Kill the inner palace with the presence of God, but it only takes a blink of an eye.

That bit of cold light belonging to the cultivator of Divine Realm appeared so clearly in Jiang Wuqi's eyes. But the voice of the god Lin Qingpai who came quickly was still far away.

It seems that his life is always in extremely painful contradictions, always in desperate situations.

Who can feel Jiang Wuqi's despair?

The cold light in his eyes seemed to spread endlessly.

That picture from a long time ago seemed to be in such morning light, and seemed to be so cold——

"Your Highness, from now on, you are not allowed to practice any more." The person who spoke was Dr. Wen from the Imperial Hospital. Looking at the entire Daqi, no one dares to say that they can surpass him in medical skills. So his diagnosis is usually the final result.

But the young prince only asked: "Why?"

"Your cold poison enters your life, and it increases with age. The higher your cultivation level, the stronger the cold poison. The more you work hard, the closer you are to death. Now it seems that the inner palace... has reached its limit."

"How about building a building?"

"When the body is quenched by starlight, that is when the cold poison takes hold. It will be unreasonable to crush your blood and freeze your life."

"So what if I am alone with a golden body and chalcedony?"

"If you are a god, chalcedony is also cold marrow. Only by taking a step to penetrate the truth, observing the universe from the outside, understanding your own body from the inside, and having a thorough understanding of the truth, can you kill the cold poison and seek immortality."

"Then you will know the truth in one step."

"I have something to say, I don't know whether to say it or not..."

"Sir, do you want to say that it is absolutely impossible?"

"Not to say there is no hope, the chance of success is also very slim. If you don't climb the outer building, how can the gods come? If you don't experience the gods, how can you understand the truth? Manpower is sometimes poor, so this matter is really difficult!"

"I have heard that there was a sage in ancient times who had learned from hundreds of schools of thought. He touched the extraordinary and reached the top in one step. Is the legend wrong?"

"This... this matter is found in history books, so it should be there."

"Since the predecessors were able to reach the top in one step with their mortal bodies, why can't I, Jiang Wuqi, reach the top in one step?"

At that time, Mrs. Wen, the doctor, lowered his head and said nothing, but the father...

What did your father say?

I remembered……

Father said——

"Okay! It's Zhen Lin'er! He who can achieve what others cannot achieve must build a career that others cannot achieve!"

…

The memory stops here.

Because that cold light was already close to the eyebrows.

Jiang Wuqi, who was wrapped in thick fox fur and looked pale, took a step forward.

This step makes a big difference in the world!

Four points of light lit up in succession on the horizon, and four star towers stood in the distant starry sky in an instant.

Jiang Wuqi's hair and eyebrows were actually covered with frost.

Centered on him, within three steps, the temperature was horribly low.

Even the cold light that hit seemed to be slowed down.

Even his eyes suddenly formed ice edges, reflecting the flowing light.

But in the next moment, the ice cracked, and the frost on his eyebrows and long hair melted away like the scorching sun.

He raised his palm and placed it diagonally in front of his forehead, and the cold light that hit him was shrouded in the range of his palm. Jumping between the pale and slender five fingers, it screamed repeatedly. It had terrifying power, but it was like a bird in a cage that could not be escaped.

Qiao Er stood in front of this sickly prince...

What I heard in my ears seemed to be the news that the tide had arrived. That is his blood flowing like a river and the sea!

What he saw in his eyes was a golden light on his face, hair and skin. That was the golden body of a powerful man!

Right in front of his eyes, Jiang Wuqi stepped forward!

The four realms of the outer building seemed to have never existed. The Xinglou had just been erected and had already become history. The life span from the outer building to the Shenlin seemed to be just a small ditch, which was only worth Jiang Wuqi taking a small step forward.

One step ago, he was still in the inner palace, and one step later, he was already in the Shenlin.

And he suppressed his life weapon with a single hand!

What kind of talent is this, what kind of monster is this?

If this person does not die, what will happen to him in the next hundred or thousand years?

This is shocking, this is fear.

Qiao Er had long been determined to die, and at this time he had no hesitation, and his body suddenly began to disintegrate!

His momentum was infinitely rising, and the overflowing power stirred up the sea of ​​clouds. Obviously, his body was constantly disappearing, but he gradually had a terrifying feeling of invading the sky and swallowing the earth.

Cui Zhu demonstrated it once before the Taimiao, and later Zhang Yong used it again in the Jiufanhou Lingci... the art of destruction!

The secret method of death unique to the Pingdeng country.

Only an organization like the Equal Nation would have so many people willing to risk their lives with this terrifying secret technique. Kill yourself first, then accomplish the mission!

A cultivator like Qiao Er who has reached the Godly Realm has a life span of more than 500 years, and has infinite possibilities. He can be reused by any force. But when he uses the Destruction Technique, he does not waver at all.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

On Yunwu Mountain, cultivators are everywhere.

The terrifying power fluctuations on the plank road stirred up the formation of Yunwu Mountain, alarming the extraordinary cultivators of Tianxiang Yun Pavilion and those "patrons" with extraordinary powers.

But none of these people can interfere with the battle at the Godly Realm level.

"It's His Highness the Eleventh!"

"Who dares to commit a crime in Linzi?!"

The angry voices kept ringing, but no one really came forward to die. A cultivator of the Godly Realm in the Destruction State, whoever stands in the way will die?

Only Jiang Wuqi himself took a step to block Qiao Er's attack, buying time for the strong men patrolling the nearby area.

"Your Highness, please retreat. Li is coming!"

Li Yougui, a third-grade green-card constable and a cultivator in the realm of God who had just cleared his suspicion!

At this time, from far to near, the divine eyes opened, and it was like lightning flying in the sky.

In front of Jiang Wuqi, from the legs up, the powerful body of a cultivator in the realm of God collapsed inch by inch on the cloud plank road.

Calves, knees, thighs, hips... The body was reduced inch by inch, but Qiao Er's momentum was raised inch by inch. He clasped his ten fingers together in front of him. The last blow of his life must be brilliant.

At such a moment, Jiang Wuqi made a move.

His thin and pale five fingers clasped together, and he had already extinguished the cold light jumping in his palm.

It should be a dagger, but it has turned into powder and scattered in Jiang Wuqi's open palm.

Jiang Wuqi's palms closed and opened again, like a flower blooming...

At the same time, an illusory mountain opened. Clouds and mists lingered, the plank road wound around the mountain, and the pavilions were exquisite... It was Yunwu Mountain!

The plank road suddenly enlarged, revealing a sickly man wrapped in a white fox fur, Qiao Er, whose body was still rapidly disintegrating on the opposite side, and Li Youjiu, the blue-card constable, who was flying in the air and had opened his eyes.

This is indeed a flower blooming.

The magical seed that had to stop because of the cold poison entering his life has now bloomed after Jiang Wuqi's divine presence!

And this always sickly Changsheng Palace Master just flipped his hand, and the plank road in the clouds, the powerful divine presence of the Equal Nation on the plank road, and the blue-card constable Li Youjiu who had already flown close, all disappeared.

Magic power, the world in your hands!

Two-in-one, see you tomorrow.

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