Chapter 345: Testing the Blade

Purple Chai Jingong, Small Dharma Hall.

Deep in the palace.

Qu Chengfeng slowly opened his eyes, his mouth curling up: "A little ant has come in."

He looked indifferently in one direction.

Although there were walls blocking, he seemed to have passed through the walls and could see Song Shi, who was looking at the small golden pagoda in shock not far away.

Qu Chengfeng smiled.

Then he raised his hand, extended his finger, and pointed lightly towards Song Shi's position.

A golden light shot out from his finger, pointing straight out.

Song Shi, not far away, saw the golden light that appeared suddenly, and the hair all over his body stood up.

He wanted to retreat.

But it was already too late.

Almost at the moment the golden light appeared, at the critical moment, a palm phantom extended from Song Shi's chest, extinguishing the golden light.

Song Shi let out a muffled groan.

A mouthful of blood sprayed out, and in an instant, his face was like gold paper.

He retreated repeatedly.

The terror in his eyes reached the extreme.

Earth Immortal powerhouse!!

Although the palm phantom just now had taken the fatal blow for him, just the final ripple was enough to shift his five viscera and make his blood qi surge.

Song Shi reacted extremely quickly; he forcibly suppressed the discomfort in his body, immediately took out a talisman from his bosom, quickly stuck it on his body, and then turned into a green light, shooting straight into the sky and shooting towards outside the city.

On the other end.

In the palace.

Qu Chengfeng let out a light "eh":

"Gu Changsheng's means."

"Another member of the Secret Guard."

Almost at the same time, several figures appeared in the palace.

Blood Shadow Old Ancestor was among them.

He glanced at the golden light in the distance and spoke slowly: "Immortal Venerable, should I catch that person back?"

Qu Chengfeng waved his hand:

"No hurry."

Looking at that light with great interest: "Let him fly for a while longer."

"Master, the matter has been accomplished."

Liang He said respectfully: "The Tianyuan Chamber of Commerce has agreed to help our Tiandi Alliance establish a chamber of commerce."

Li Rui nodded:

"Well done."

Ever since he talked about this matter with Lin Wan.

Liang He and Liu Tong hadn't run around less for this matter.

After these years of training, these two had long since become the true speakers of the Tiandi Alliance, and almost all big and small matters were decided by the two of them.

Excitement rarely appeared on Liang He's face:

"Master, if we establish a chamber of commerce, the profits of our alliance can double again!"

Li Rui asked abruptly: "Xiao He, what is your realm now?"

Liang He was startled, then answered honestly: "Seventh-rank mid-stage."

"Too slow."

Li Rui said unceremoniously.

Liang He was immediately ashamed and lowered his head: "This disciple is incompetent and failed Master."

Li Rui said gloomily: "Xiao He, Master has already made a decision. Liu Tong will become the President of the chamber of commerce in the future, and you will be the Alliance Leader of the Tiandi Alliance. As an Alliance Leader, your martial arts can't be too poor. I'm still counting on you to let Master be a Supreme Elder of a big sect."

Liang He widened his eyes.

He had never heard these words from Master's mouth.

Now there were a lot of Alliance Leaders in the Tiandi Alliance, but the ones who really managed things were him and Liu Tong.

If this kind of thing went on for a long time, rumors would definitely spread.

Many people were guessing who between him and Liu Tong would become the future Alliance Leader of the Tiandi Alliance.

Because of this, two factions had already formed within the Tiandi Alliance, each supporting one side.

It was impossible for him not to know these things.

Although neither he nor Liu Tong had spoken about this on the surface, there must be a grudge in their hearts.

But both of them knew very well.

In the Tiandi Alliance, only one person had the final say, and that was their master, Li Rui.

Today.

Li Rui finally gave the result.

"Master, I..."

Liang He felt somewhat relieved, as if a huge rock in his heart had fallen.

Li Rui looked at Liang He seriously: "Xiao He, within five years, you need to break through to the sixth rank, otherwise Master will also be in a difficult position."

"Yes!"

Liang He nodded heavily.

Having been busy with the affairs of the Tiandi Alliance all these years, he indeed had the suspicion of neglecting the Martial Path.

Just as Li Rui said, a seventh-rank Alliance Leader couldn't gain a foothold in Qinghe.

Li Rui chuckled: "Don't worry, even if you can't be the Alliance Leader, you are still my disciple, and I won't treat you unfairly."

Establishing a chamber of commerce wasn't an easy task.

He wasn't a god either.

Naturally, he didn't know everything; the way was too deep, and he still needed to practice martial arts, so naturally, it was impossible for him to ponder it himself and do it personally.

Besides cultivating Liang He and Liu Tong, he also needed to find a helper.

The Tianyuan Chamber of Commerce was the helper he found; it was difficult for a sect to reach out to other departments. One could see from these sects in Qinghe that they were all extremely exclusive, let alone establishing a sect, even inserting a hand wasn't allowed.

But a chamber of commerce could.

This was the reason why Li Rui wanted to establish a chamber of commerce; one Qinghe was no longer enough to fatten him, a Primordial.

Liang He wasn't the nailed-down Alliance Leader, and Liu Tong wasn't necessarily the President.

These were all things the two of them fought for themselves.

Relying on their own abilities, although there was definitely his relationship in it.

"Old."

"In the future, we still have to look at you young people."

Li Rui had already made up his mind.

In a few years, he would probably become the Supreme Elder of the Tiandi Alliance; not only him, but also the few Alliance Leaders like Ning Zhongtian would be the same.

When these old guys retired.

The Tiandi Alliance would be decided by Liang He and Liu Tong.

Liang He would manage the interior, slowly operating the Tiandi Alliance in Qinghe, and Liu Tong would manage the exterior, taking the chamber of commerce to make money.

Him?

Naturally, staying in the Li Canjun's Prefecture waiting to collect money.

Suffering for a lifetime.

Might as well enjoy it properly.

Liang He felt a warmth in his heart after hearing Li Rui's words.

"This disciple will definitely not disappoint Master's expectations."

He stayed in the Li Canjun's Prefecture for half a day again before finally being driven out of the prefecture.

Liang He hadn't left for long.

One of Song Shi's subordinates came to the door. "Lord Li, our Master has returned, and he invites you to go over."

Li Rui nodded: "Good."

He had looked for Song Shi several times in the past few days, but each time he was told Song Shi had gone out of the city, so he had asked this man to tell him once Song Shi came.

After waiting for several days, he only came to the door today.

Song Shi was a Ding Mountain Envoy, his direct superior; although he had Jiang Linxian and Gu Changsheng covering him, there was no need to not take this superior seriously.

The necessary reporting still couldn't be less.

He immediately followed this Song family martial artist to Huacai Residence.

That martial artist knocked on the door three times with a thud-thud-thud.

"Master, Lord Li has arrived."

Soon.

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He heard Song Shi's voice: "Let him in."

That martial artist then pulled open the door and made a gesture of invitation to Li Rui.

Once inside.

Li Rui frowned slightly.

Song Shi was injured.

Only to see Song Shi in the room with a somewhat pale face and a withered expression; although he was trying his best to cover it up, Li Rui could see at a glance that he was in an injured state.

'He went to the Purple Chai Jingong?'

Just as Li Rui's thought arose.

Song Shi spoke slowly: "Seeking Mountain Envoy Li, I need these things; go prepare them."

While speaking.

He took a slip of paper from his sleeve.

There were quite a few words written on it, including elixirs and medicinal herbs, all things for healing.

Li Rui took the prescription without changing his expression.

Since Song Shi didn't say, he naturally wouldn't ask more questions.

"Yes."

Li Rui cupped his hands and bowed, then turned and left without the slightest hesitation.

Song Shi instead showed a satisfied smile.

In his view, Li Rui was just a Sea-Observing martial artist, and it was enough to be able to do these small things neatly.

After Li Rui left.

Only then did Song Shi show a painful expression on his face.

Followed by a burst of lingering fear.

"In this Purple Chai Jingong, there is actually an Earth Immortal existence; strange, truly strange."

That golden light in the Purple Chai Jingong.

Almost took his life.

If it weren't for the life-saving backup Gu Changsheng left on the Secret Guard, he would probably be a corpse by now.

But soon.

Song Shi's face was occupied by excitement.

"Immortal Treasure, it's actually an Immortal Treasure."

"There might really be a Fallen Immortal in the Purple Chai Jingong; even if there isn't a Fallen Immortal, it must be inseparable from a Fallen Immortal."

Merit, sky-high merit!

In the Secret Guard, those who had handled Fallen Immortal incidents were called veterans, and those who hadn't seen them were newcomers, no matter how long they had joined the Secret Guard.

Song Shi was a veteran.

He had once witnessed an Immortal Treasure; it was a more unique existence than an Immortal Weapon.

Its power was frighteningly large.

Once, the Secret Guard had a third-rank powerhouse who was smashed to death by an Immortal Treasure seal.

That scene, he still remembered it now.

Too terrifying.

So when he saw the small golden pagoda, he recognized at first glance that the small golden pagoda was an Immortal Treasure.

Where there was an Immortal Treasure, there must be a Fallen Immortal.

He now only needed to determine whether it was a Fallen Immortal remotely controlling the Immortal Treasure, or if they were in the Purple Chai Jingong.

Then.

He could report it and go claim the merit.

If the imperial court decided to take action, the merit would be even greater.

As a veteran, he knew too well the power of those Fallen Immortals' means; only by inviting a Guest Elder to take action could those existences be suppressed.

'After the injury heals, I must go again.'

'This merit, I'm determined to have it!'

In the Li Canjun's Prefecture.

"Fourth Brother, this list, buy according to what's on it, and the money can come from the account of the Li Canjun's Prefecture."

Li Rui handed Song Shi's slip of paper to Ning Zhongtian.

"Good."

Ning Zhongtian took the slip of paper and just glanced at it.

Then asked with surprise: "Big Brother, are you injured?"

Drifting in the Jianghu, who can avoid being cut by a blade?

He had walked the Jianghu in his early years, so he knew these healing elixirs and medicinal herbs too well, so he recognized them at a glance.

Li Rui shook his head: "Not me, it's a friend."

Hearing this.

Ning Zhongtian didn't dig to the bottom anymore; anyway, just do as his big brother said, there was nothing to worry about.

He took the slip of paper and went out.

Li Rui gave the instructions.

Then returned to the room.

Still practicing martial arts as usual, only that the Great Henglian was added to the steps.

External techniques were bitter work.

This bitterness wasn't just the bitterness of skin and flesh, but also the perseverance of day and night.

Not allowed to have the slightest slack.

Even a third-rank like He Qiannian had to lift iron every day, so naturally, he was the same.

After a few days, when the iron bells he entrusted Tie Kuang to forge were done, he could also start lifting iron.

Li Rui finished his daily required homework.

Only then did he burrow into the quilt and fall into a deep sleep.

When his consciousness awakened.

He had already arrived in the dream.

A thought moved.

A figure appeared in the clouds and mist.

It was exactly the hook-nosed man of the Ghost Ming Sect he had killed that day.

"It's time to see how the Primordial blade is."