Chapter 798: The Capital

"What a clear conscience."

Zhang Zifeng was so angry that he vomited blood, and the old soldier next to him even yelled, 'Old man, I'm here to avenge you! '

Immediately stepped forward, and firstly killed Mo Qingzheng's servant with a single blow.

With a flash of the knife, the servant's head flew high, and blood gushed out like a fountain, scaring the shopkeeper and his wife into hugging and screaming.

"Today, the young commander and I are only looking for Mo Qingzheng, so don't make mistakes!"

The old soldier raised his knife and stared at the tiger, but his eyes were more focused on Aaron and Song Gongbao.

Aaron Shi took another sip of his tea and continued watching the play.

But Song Gongbao's expression changed, and he got up to salute: "Zhang Shuai is famous, but he is as small as a thunder. I didn't know that the young commander was in front of me. I was so rude. Please forgive me, forgive me..."

"Brother, you are..."

The black-faced man next to him asked in a low voice.

"The young commander of this family is full of heroes, and his father has a very good reputation... My brother wants to invite him to go up the mountain, so what if I give him the top spot?"

Song Gongbao said in a low voice.

"Brother is so righteous, and that young commander is indeed a hero, but if he wants to be the leader, I will be the first to deny it!"

The black-faced man shook his head again and again.

While these green forest men in Xiaohuangshanzhai were discussing with each other, the old soldier came to Mo Qing again, stabbed him in the heart with a knife, and dug out the whole heart.

Mo Qingzheng died instantly.

"Hey, I didn't expect that the heart of you, an official, is not black..."

The old soldier cut off Mo Qingzheng's head again, and was about to go back to pay homage to the old commander. Suddenly, the young commander Zhang Zifeng's complexion changed, and he spurted out a big mouthful of blood. He couldn't help but turn pale with shock, "Young commander?"

"Ahem..."

Zhang Zifeng vomited blood, and smiled wryly: "You think that if you kill this official first, you don't have to kill me personally, so there will be no backlash... But you are wrong. No matter how indirect killing of officials is for a cultivator, as long as there is a connection, the qi will be involved." Next, there will be cause and effect and backlash!"

Taoists and Dragon Qi have coexisted for so many years, what example has not been tried?

If there is really a way to circumvent the backlash of dragon energy, how could it be possible to remain in the current situation?

Even if it drives other martial arts practitioners, or even lays traps, or moves stones to hit people with gravity...

As long as you participate, as long as the other party has a chance... No matter how indirect, there will always be a chance to implicate and bring back blows!

This is where the Dragon Qi is domineering!

Of course, indirect backlash is always milder than direct backlash.

Zhang Zifeng also understood the truth of this.

Mo Qingzheng was demoted again, his luck was low, and he was also a seventh-rank magistrate, a herdsman official! Bailihou!

If he directly killed the official just now, he would have been injured by changing the opponent's feng shui and using the nightmare method before, and under the double backlash, he might die suddenly!

The old soldier also knew the stakes, so even though he would rather disobey the order, he would not let Zhang Zifeng take revenge with his own hands!

"Hey... Uncle Kun, why bother? Even if I kill someone for me, my life is not long. Why don't you fulfill my wish?"

Zhang Zifeng took out a handkerchief and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth: "It's a matter here, let's go... Taoism, alas, Taoism..."

But he is lamenting the inconvenience of Taoism!

After walking a few steps, Zhang Zifeng fell headlong to the ground again, clenching his teeth, his anger was like a gossamer!

"Young commander!"

The old pawn had tears in his eyes. Obviously, if the young commander went, he would have to follow.

"This old soldier, I wonder if I can let Xiao Ke take a look. To be honest, Xiao Ke also has some rough medical skills..."

At this time, Song Gongbao leaned over and asked in a low voice.

"Please act quickly. If you can save the life of my young marshal, I... I will be like an ox and a horse, and I will repay the kindness of my husband!"

The old soldier hastily stepped aside.

Song Gongbao knelt down, took Zhang Zifeng's pulse carefully, and couldn't help shaking his head: "This... this... the pulse is like a candle in the wind, I'm afraid, I'm afraid..."

When the old soldier heard it, he burst into tears, just like an old ape crying, which made those who heard it sad and those who saw it shed tears.

"well……"

Song Gongbao also sighed, habitually wanted to reach into the package, take out some silver, and give it to the old soldier as a funeral fund, but he thought that the other party was the son of Jiedushi, even if his house was ransacked, he must be richer than himself, It's hard to say this, so I can only sit back depressed: "Today's trip, I didn't expect to encounter this kind of thing. This official died here, I'm afraid there will be some hindrance. Our brother's status is embarrassing, so let's go first."

Ever since he knew that Zhang Zifeng was bound to die, his desire to win him into the cottage became much colder.

At this time, what I think more about is the problem of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages.

"hehe……"

Aaron ate another piece of pasta, and Xiaoyu outside yawned boredly.

After watching the entire Revenge of the Young Marshal, he was still quite speechless.

'These two big fools...'

‘Is the death of Zhang Ye really caused by the impeachment of an official? How could this kind of thing be possible without the emperor's acquiescence, and even pushing the boat along behind the scenes and fueling the flames? '

'This is purely due to the fact that the revenge did not find the right target, or the heart is desperate, and you can only blame ordinary officials? '

'After all... the imperial power is too terrifying in this era, and the brainwashing is too severe. Even if these officials die, they dare not think about it, do they? '

"However, this Jiedu envoy also has a way of killing. From this old soldier, we can see... You, the Red Tiger Army, are so loyal, you should be called 'Zhang Jiajun', and you have made great achievements in battle. Which ruler can sleep How about feeling safe? '

‘In other words, it’s true that you don’t die and whoever dies... At the end of the dynasty, most people with lofty ideals who still want to turn the situation around will die, because the mantis is like a cart! '

However, Aaron is indeed a fastidious person.

After watching the play, I still plan to give the two rewards.

He came to the old pawn, looked at Zhang Zifeng who was so angry, and said calmly, "Do you want to save this man?"

"Of course I want to!"

The old pawn wiped away his tears, like a drowning man grasping at the last straw: "Is there a way for the Taoist priest?"

"Well, I have a jujube. If you feed him, it may last for a while."

He didn't know much about this backlash, so he didn't dare to guarantee it.

The old pawn looked at the red dried dates in Aaron's hands, feeling a little uneasy.

He is also a knowledgeable person, and he followed Zhang Zifeng to travel all over the world, searching for immortals and asking questions, and he actually knows a lot about Taoism and cultivation.

If the Taoist gave a elixir, he could still develop some confidence, but jujube? Can it really be done?

Aaron didn't bother to continue persuading.

After all, the reward was given, and whether the other party used it or not was the other party's business, so he went out and stepped on the white tiger.

With a roar, Xiaoyu turned into a white shadow and disappeared into the sky.

Only then did the old pawn react.

That Taoist could tame the white tiger, so he shouldn't be joking around, and quickly stuffed the dates into Zhang Zifeng's mouth.

Zhang Zifeng couldn't even complete the swallowing action at this time, the old soldier gritted his teeth, crushed the jujube, and poured it down with water.

It is strange to say!

Not long after the jujube entered his stomach, a trace of blood appeared on Zhang Zifeng's face.

His eyes were blurred, but he did wake up: "This...is the underworld? Where is my father?"

"Young commander, young commander... This is Yangjian!" The old soldier shouted.

Only then did Zhang Zifeng gradually come to his senses, and stood up with the support of the old pawn, a little surprised.

After a little induction, although the injury and backlash were still there, it was suppressed by a magical force.

Although this power is constantly dissipating, it should not be a big problem if it lasts for several months or even a year.

"This is... what happened?"

Zhang Zifeng looked at the old pawn, and the old pawn quickly told him everything that happened after he passed out.

"Taoist riding a tiger... I knew his fate was extraordinary at first, but I didn't expect him to be so extraordinary... It's unheard of for Lingzao, which can suppress backlash... Even if it is the Nine-Turn Great Golden Elixir secretly handed down by Chongming Dao, there may not be one. It works so well."

Zhang Zifeng was very surprised, but also a little sad: "I didn't expect... I missed the master by a single thought."

The old soldier even wept with joy: "Young commander... are you finally healed?"

"It's all good, how is it possible?"

Zhang Zifeng smiled wryly, but he had another year to live, so he could calmly find a way to resolve it, and even make arrangements for his funeral.

At worst, with the vitality of this body, it is still possible to leave a queen for the Zhang family.

"Brother... that person actually came back to life?"

Among the green forest group, the black-faced man stared wide-eyed.

And the most surprised one was Song Gongbao himself!

He personally took the other person's pulse and knew that his life was in an instant, so why did he suddenly jump up and down?

At this time, looking at the direction where the Taoist riding the tiger left, his eyes flickered: "Could it be that there are really immortals in this world?!"

...

"Huh?"

On the other side, Aaron felt the change in Qi:

[Qi points: 1022]

"It actually broke through a thousand..."

Qi points will be produced from a fixed population every day, but this is obviously not the time for production!

"That is to say...my act of treating Zhang Zifeng just now caused a huge fluctuation in energy?"

"So, did I get the Qi points because of the huge disturbance, or did I get the Qi points because he survived, thanked me for saving my life, and listened to my thoughts?"

If it is the former, it means changing the general trend of the world, having a huge interference and influence on the world, and also gaining a lot of energy.

The latter is to collect those high-end talents, and they will get richer returns than ordinary people!

Aaron is more inclined to the latter guess.

"It's also... how can a truly high-end talent have the same value as a commoner?"

"Naturally generated qi points are different."

"However, the sudden increase in my qi may also be the result of the mutual influence of two factors..."

Aaron thought for a while, then looked at other information in the template:

[Skills: Divination (enabled), Alchemy (enabled), Beast Taming (enabled), Sword Control (unlocked)... Bean Soldiers (unlocked), Dragon Elephant (not unlocked), King Kong is not bad (unlocked)...communicating the two worlds (unlocked)]

"If the Qi count is over a thousand, is it still impossible to unlock the Sword Control Technique?"

"It seems that we have to wait for thousands, or even break ten thousand?"

"I'm speechless. It's not flying with the sword, and you need so many Qi points... It seems that the laws of this world are really strict."

Precisely because of the strict laws and regulations, if you want to transcend the ordinary and become holy, you need more price!

...

the capital.

The capital of Dasong, the first place of goodness.

It was the early morning of one day when Jiaguang moved towards the golden scales of Japan, and the nine gates of the capital opened together, like a giant beast, swallowing a huge flow of people.

"It's time for me to perform."

Aaron changed into a new Taoist robe on purpose, and he found a small stream before, and washed Xiaoyu, who had turned into a gray tiger because of the dusty journey, and turned into a jade snow white tiger again. Only then did Shi Shiran Riding a tiger, headed for the main gate.

"ah!"

"There are tigers!"

"What a big white tiger!"

"There is a person riding on it!"

"Is that a Taoist priest? If he can subdue the white tiger, he must have magic power!"

...

Sure enough, Aaron once again caused a sensation.

At first, the flow of people was a little daunting, but when they saw Xiaoyu obediently queuing behind a caravan, they couldn't help being amazed.

Riding on the back of the white tiger, it was the first time for Aaron to look at the first city of Songchao.

The capital city claims to have a population of over one million and is the richest city in the world, so it is extremely lively.

In the outer city alone, there are nine gates of Weizhou, Chenqiao, Xincao, Xinsong, Chenzhou, Nanxun, Dailou, Wansheng, and Guzi.

In addition to the nine land gates, there are also imports and exports such as Dongxi Water Gate and Chenzhou Water Gate. Daily logistics converge, and the wharf is open day and night.

"I heard that there are eight sceneries in this capital city. They are for Gen Yue Xingyun, Yishan Sunset, Jinliang Xiaoyue, Zisheng Xunfeng, Baigang Winter Snow, Dahe Spring Waves, Blowing Taiqiu Rain, Kaibao Morning Bell... You have to visit it too. "

Just as Aaron was thinking wildly, the chaos ahead finally subsided, and then everyone stepped aside one after another, asking him to enter the city first.

Xiaoyu held her head high and strode forward.

After all, if it doesn't leave, those cows and horses don't dare to move!

When Aaron came to the gate of the city, he saw nervous defenders surrounding him.

He smiled, and took out the ultimatum: "Poverty Dao Xu Lingzi, this is the ultimatum, and I came here for His Majesty's feast for thousands of years!"

A military officer looked at the certificate and bowed his hands politely: "The Taoist priest is polite..."

Probably the people in the capital have their own pride, and there are many places to watch beasts in the capital, such as the Tianzhu Snake Man and the Beast Taming Troupe in the Western Regions.

That's why the tiger was pure white, which surprised the officer: "So... I invite the Taoist priest to enter the city. The Qianqiu Banquet is on the fifteenth day of this month. I just ask the Taoist priest to take good care of the white tiger, otherwise it will hurt people." Not joking."

"Thank you for the reminder, Pindao understands."

Aaron nodded, took back the ultimatum, and Shi Shi ran into the city.

"The team is... this..."

Looking at the back of Aaron leaving, a soldier came over, a little unwillingly said: "Just let him go like this?"

"He is a Taoist priest and has the name of Qianqiu Banquet, what can you do?" Dui Zheng rolled his eyes and said.

"But if the white tiger hurts someone..."

"Hehe... If the white tiger hurts people, it is also the matter of the Imperial City Secretary and the city's yamen servants, so what have we got to do with it?"

The team was sneering, and went back to maintain order.

Although Baihu is auspicious, but he is just a low-level military officer, and there is no one above him, so what's the use of worrying about these things?

On the contrary, the top dignitaries gathered in this capital city, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, someone might have made this idea.

At that time, I am afraid there will be a good show to watch.