Chapter 100: Sword, About to be Formed

"It really is an illusion."

Cheng Xiazi loosened and tightened his five fingers, tightening the blade in his hand.

The feeling of holding a branding iron just now disappeared immediately after the wild soldier spirit collapsed.

It was just that the lingering pain on his hand was still a bit hot.

Zheng Hui narrowed his old eyes, constantly wiping tears with his sleeves, looking at the corpse in the tree.

"A corpse still has such strength. After Hai Donglai killed them all, I am afraid he couldn't go too far."

Zheng Hui said loudly to everyone, "Have your eyes recovered a little?"

"Search everywhere. In case he is seriously injured and falls somewhere, it will be good to rescue him in time."

Seeing Chu Tianshu also re-examined the battlefield.

After Hai Donglai killed these people, he did not leave any extra traces.

From the scene, it was impossible to tell which direction he went.

Even if injured, this commander of the Right Division of the Inner Guards would do better than anyone else when he needed to erase his tracks.

Seeing Chu Tianshu chose a direction, walked out two or three miles, did not find any traces, and walked back.

Everyone else naturally did not find anything.

Zheng Hui worried: "The mission group died here, which is already a big trouble. If the Inner Guard commander also has an accident in Nanzhao..."

"He won't."

Seeing Chu Tianshu said, "Martial arts practiced to a certain level, as long as he remains conscious at the time and can walk, he can seal the injury, move qi and blood, and rely on self-healing ability to recover some."

Looking at Hai Donglai's fighting style, he is obviously also very powerful in fists and feet, and his physical strength is very amazing.

Not the move insight flow like Cheng Xiazi.

Nor is it the kind of Zheng Hui who focuses too much on the miraculous effect of the soldier spirit.

Zheng Hui felt relieved after hearing Seeing Chu Tianshu's judgment.

"That's right, the Inner Guards should have many hidden post stations in Nanzhao. It is easy for Hai Donglai to find a hiding place and let people help him find medicine to heal his wounds."

Zheng Hui woke up from the previous impact, his brain returned to its usual level, called a guard, and gave a few instructions.

"Take my waist token, go to the nearest government office, mobilize people to come over, clean up these corpses, don't make it public for now, disguise them as cargo, and secretly transport them to Wang Cheng."

After the guard left, Zheng Hui stroked his beard and fell into deep thought.

Seeing Chu Tianshu glanced at the token.

【Blazing Sun Wheel: Top of the snow mountain, worshiping the sun, everything in sight is white, bright light exhausting flame.

In the place where the blade master fought, bloodthirst turned into a wild soldier spirit.

Characteristics, strong light penetration, phantom flame burning the body, after bloodthirst, manipulating corpses to fight.】

The volume of this "Blazing Sun Wheel" turning into evil spirit material is actually twice as much as "Snow River Collapse."

It is a pity that both blade masters are martial artists, and one is even a corpse that lost its heart and had greatly reduced combat power. Relying only on the soldier spirit, the two combined are not as good as the harvest after fighting with old man Nie at the beginning.

But, it is already a large section more than the minimum standard required for one deduction.

Considering that the mental power of the Three-Seven Divine Sword will appear in the posture of transparent flames.

Seeing Chu Tianshu basically did not hesitate this time and chose to take the characteristics of "Blazing Sun Wheel" as the main one.

【... Deduction completed.

"Shaoyang Blood River Chariot," refining solar essence and vital energy all over the body, blood river transport one yin returns to yang.

People have zi-wu flow, feeling the sun and moon refining.

Killing weapons, blood qi nourishment, all follow yin, all belong to moon refining, but solitary yin does not grow, scattered and not firm.

It should be pointed out by the sun's fire energy, so that in the great yin, there is the quality of shaoyang, then quenching weapons, with half the effort.】

Seeing Chu Tianshu received a lot of information in his mind, and his heart was filled with endless tastes, gradually returning to a piece of clarity.

Good, my sword, the soldier spirit is about to be formed!

People from the Nanzhao government office brought carriages and horses to rush over.

Those corpses were collected, covered, and moved from the mountains toward the Nanzhao capital.

The white sun hung in the middle of the sky.

It was time for dinner in the Nanzhao capital.

The restaurants and wine houses inside and outside the city were bustling, but unfortunately, the Wen family restaurant, the best restaurant outside the city, had recently closed its doors to guests.

Households outside the city passed by and had to take a look at whether it was open today, then shook their heads with some regret and walked toward other houses.

"Eh, isn't this Mo Daniang?"

An old peddler on the side of the road met a familiar face and smiled, "You used to help in the kitchen at the Wen family restaurant, but I haven't seen you for a while. Is it going to open again?"

"Soon, soon, I will definitely let you know when it opens."

Mo Daniang was the aunt who helped in the kitchen at the restaurant. Her face was a bit round, her body was slightly fat, and she chatted with familiar people on the side of the road with a smile.

The brown headscarf was somewhat similar to her skin color.

At that time, Zheng Hui's words were to invite everyone in the restaurant to live in the Zheng mansion.

This was a small matter for a Qingping Official.

But the group in the restaurant felt a bit uneasy, and wanted to go home to see every day.

Fortunately, they were not the main targets of assassination, and it was still safe to walk around.

Mo Daniang had no other family members, but she couldn't let go of her own small house, and the few chickens she raised at home, she had to go back to pick up eggs every day

Today she returned home, as usual going to the chicken coop to fetch a few eggs before pushing open the door.

A black shadow inside the room gave her a great shock.

"Who are you..."

The black shadow stood with his back to her, extending one hand flat.

A small, emerald-colored token hanging from a red cord dangled from that person's hand.

Mother Mo hurriedly turned to close the door and knelt halfway, placing the eggs on the ground.

"Your subordinate pays respects to the Commander."

The man in black turned his head.

He was draped in a layer of wide black fabric on the outside, covering even his head, but underneath was a slightly damaged red robe.

That face, with plain features, was not exceptionally handsome, and his complexion was not particularly fair, which did not suit the red robe at all.

But he looked haggard, yet still stood there so upright; the gaudy red robe became a kind of biting, murderous aura on him.

"I am Hai Donglai of the Right Division."

Hai Donglai scrutinized the woman before him, "Just as the file states, you truly have never learned any martial arts."

The Inner Guard is divided into Left and Right Divisions, but their numbers are spread throughout the world, and more than half of the grassroots members do not distinguish between the Left and Right Divisions.

Mother Mo was just such a grassroots member.

Many people's impression of the Inner Guard is the arrogance of monitoring officials and the ruthlessness of espionage and assassination.

However, for an Inner Guard who needs to stay in one place for a long time and hide their identity, perhaps being a completely ordinary person is what makes them least likely to be discovered.

To the extent that some grassroots Inner Guards are selected from the local people themselves.

"Get up."

Many thoughts seemed to flash through Hai Donglai's eyes, his tone very flat.

"The inn has relatively well-informed news. The secret notes you sent back in the past few years all stated that you were working as a kitchen helper in an inn and were quite knowledgeable about current events. Has anything major happened in the Wang City recently?"

Mother Mo stood up, somewhat reserved: "Something did happen recently."

She spoke of the Yuwen family assassins, the possibility that the Duan family was cooperating in spreading rumors behind the scenes, and the monarch's counter-measures.

"Oh? A physician mistaken for an Inner Guard?"

Hai Donglai's expression shifted slightly upon hearing this, "You say his medical skills are truly very high?"

Mother Mo was surprised: "Is Physician Chu not an Inner Guard? I thought he was too, but according to the rules, I didn't contact him."

Hai Donglai glanced at her sideways.

Mother Mo realized and hurriedly returned to the main topic, saying: "Physician Chu's medical skills are truly amazing, and he is also a good person..."

Hai Donglai interrupted her: "At least he stands on the side of the Tang people. Even that old fox Zheng Hui acknowledges this point, doesn't he?"

Mother Mo thought for a moment and nodded affirmatively: "Yes."

Hai Donglai didn't know what he was thinking. After a few breaths, his gaze fell back onto Mother Mo, his expression gradually turning cold.

Mother Mo realized belatedly, only then sensing the coldness in his expression, and couldn't help but feel a bit terrified: "Commander?"

"You talk too much, your wit is slow, and your judgment is poor. You are already entirely a rustic woman, not like an Inner Guard anymore."

Hai Donglai slowly shifted his gaze, his tone revealing neither joy nor anger.

"Since that is the case, from now on, you really shouldn't be an Inner Guard anymore."

"Forget about the past. No matter if there is any further contact or any secret marks, a person who is no longer an Inner Guard is not allowed to respond!"

Mother Mo was stunned for a moment: "But, my file..."

"Your file never attracted attention anyway, and I have already destroyed it."

Hai Donglai's gaze pressed down, making Mother Mo unable to help but lower her head.

Just as she lowered her head, she suddenly felt the space in front of her become empty. When she looked up again, the room was already empty.

The window, which she didn't know when had been lifted, was just swinging shut.

Mother Mo scratched her face, feeling somewhat at a loss.

So I'm not an Inner Guard anymore?

Is it because the secret notes I've sent over these years were just news that ordinary Nanzhao commoners could also find out?

Back then, when Mother Mo's family was relocated to Nanzhao, several died of illness on the road.

It was an old Inner Guard who helped her, an orphan girl, and even left this house to her.

All these years, she had been doing things according to her master's teachings.

Mother Mo felt a sense of loss, yet also felt she had become somewhat lighter. Stunned for a long time, her heart was complex, and without realizing it, she started walking toward the window.

Snap!

Mother Mo heard a crisp sound under her feet and looked down blankly.

"Oh no! My eggs!!"

(End of chapter)