Chapter 227: Two Hundred and Thirty-Five, Strange Grade Nine

Two Hundred and Thirty-Five, Strange Grade Nine

At the foot of Mount Dagu.

Yan Liulang led the team, a thousand people.

Cai Qin and the others had already gone to Songlin Ferry one step ahead to dispatch official ships and Burning Heaven Jiao Oil.

"Magistrate, everyone has gathered."

Ouyang Rong nodded, preparing to get on the horse, when he suddenly remembered something.

He turned and walked over, dragging the female priest who was like mud to the front of the formation.

I saw the young county magistrate draw the long sword from his waist in front of the team composed of constables and civil braves who were about to set off.

The sword blade was raised.

The front of the formation was silent, everyone stood still, and countless gazes were cast over.

It seemed to be waiting for or looking forward to some kind of sacrifice flag that was vaguely guessed.

The sword blade emitted a gray moonlight, which appeared rather weak in the sun.

But the sword body was also unusually not reflecting any sunlight, which was strange.

Ouyang Rong didn't know that this sword came from the hands of a certain old sword smith and was a sword cast by a certain sword smith in the history of his sect to pay tribute.

He only felt that this sword was very easy to use, especially for beheading.

"Save me, save me quickly! I beg you, don't eat me, don't eat me... Ah!"

The Immortal Lady Yuzhi's voice stopped abruptly.

There was a continuous "bang bang" sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.

Ouyang Rong instantly felt his cheeks hot and wet.

He changed to holding the sword with one hand, the sword blade pointing straight to the direction of Songlin Ferry, signaling everyone.

This team of officials and commoners, who were silent and united, set off in a mighty way.

Ouyang Rong originally wanted to hand the Immortal Lady Yuzhi to the Xiao Shimei to deal with, but today the Xie family's wicked conspiracy was revealed. The Immortal Lady Yuzhi was an accomplice, offending not only the Xiao Shimei and him, but also all the Longcheng commoners.

Looking at the team starting in front of him, Ouyang Rong took the handkerchief handed by Yan Liulang and wiped the blood on his face.

Yan Liulang bent down and moved the corpse of the Immortal Lady Yuzhi away.

Ouyang Rong's expression was suddenly stunned, and he looked down at the blood-stained handkerchief.

"Magistrate, what's wrong with you?" Yan Liulang asked with concern: "Is there anything wrong with your body?"

"No... nothing."

"Magistrate, I see your face..."

Yan Liulang's words stopped, and he suddenly rubbed his eyes.

Why did he feel that a purple light flashed in the depths of the Magistrate's eyes just now? Could it be that he was dazzled?

Yan Liulang's expression was curious and wanted to speak, but Ouyang Rong had just turned his head, turned his back to Yan Liulang, and stepped onto the horse's back.

"Alright, let's go, the boat will be here soon, don't let it wait for us."

"Yes!"

Yan Liulang threw it behind his head, ran forward before the horse, and went to organize the team.

Ouyang Rong rode on the horse, hanging slowly at the back of the team. He lowered his head in a daze, staring at his palm, his eyes flashing with purple light, muttering:

"Did this trigger some blessing? And need three thousand merits?"

Ouyang Rong was shocked by the blessing bell in his dantian and hesitated slightly.

Just at this moment, the purple light in his eyes disappeared instantly.

Without a trace.

Ouyang Rong was stunned, looked down at his horse, and then looked back at the foot of Mount Dagu that had been left behind.

He suddenly turned his horse and walked back a bit.

Purple energy surged in his eyes again.

"Sure enough, it has something to do with the Immortal Lady Yuzhi just now. If you leave a certain range, you can't trigger it... I have to exchange it to see what's tricky."

Ouyang Rong muttered, closed his eyes with purple eyes.

A moment later, he opened his eyes.

The purple energy in his eyes disappeared without a trace.

He looked around.

No abnormalities.

The next moment.

Ouyang Rong's body trembled, almost falling off the horse's back, and the veins on the back of his hand holding the reins bulged.

A certain young county magistrate's body twisted on the horse.

Mythical spirituality emerged spontaneously.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth poured into his body.

"So hot!"

If it was said that after swallowing the strange elixir given by the Xiao Shimei last time, Ouyang Rong felt warm all over, as if there was a room in his body that began to close its windows and doors and heat up naturally.

Then at this moment, he felt clearly that someone had stuffed a piece of hot red charcoal into this room with closed windows and doors.

Adding a furnace.

And at the same time, in the woods not far from Ouyang Rong, in a sloppy newly dug dirt pit.

The chubby female priest, the corpse with twisted hands and feet, was rapidly shriveling and decaying at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It was as if some life essence had been drained.

It's just a pity that except for the frightened insects and flies, no one discovered this scene...

The painful time seemed infinitely long, but the reality was short.

A moment later, on the horse's back, Ouyang Rong's teeth loosened, panting with sweat, and looked up around.

This time he opened his eyes.

What replaced it in his eyes... was a light blue color.

"Nine... Grade Nine?"

Ouyang Rong lowered his head, widened his eyes and stared at his palm, his expression a bit unbelievable.

In his field of vision.

Faint blue energy flowed slowly in the Hand Shaoyang Meridian.

The Xiao Shimei said.

Grade Nine, light blue spiritual energy.

"Doesn't that mean I can also look at energy, without the help of the Xiao Shimei's spiritual energy transfer..."

While muttering, Ouyang Rong clenched his fist.

Took a deep breath.

Between breaths, it seemed to naturally follow some kind of breathing method.

Self-taught, spiritual energy was mobilized from the dantian.

He followed the meridians that had felt warm when Xie Lingjiang transferred spiritual energy last time, that is, the meridians where spiritual energy operated, and operated the spiritual energy up to the ear and temporal region.

On the official road, Ouyang Rong sat on the horse's back, straightened up, looked up to the west at the sky above Mount Xiao Gu in the distance.

His expression was dazed.

He turned his head again and looked south at the sky in the direction of Yunmeng Marsh.

After a while, Ouyang Rong retracted his gaze, rode silently, and continued to rush toward Songlin Ferry.

He saw the clear blue sword energy above Mount Xiao Gu again.

It was the vision of washing the sword for the first time.

Besides that, there was also the thick water vapor that was white and vast above Yunmeng Marsh.

It's just that at this moment, Ouyang Rong saw that the northeast corner of that vast white water vapor was chaotic and running wild...

"That is the direction of the Di Gong Zha, which corresponds exactly to the current rising water. The water vapor is violent, and it is indeed triggered by the sword energy of washing the sword... I have to stop them."

Ouyang Rong's expression was serious, and after a while, he caught up with Yan Liulang's main force.

At this moment, everyone was marching urgently, and Ouyang Rong found an excuse, so no one was entangled in his falling behind just now.

It was just that at the very front of the crowd, Ouyang Rong, who had his back to the crowd, still had doubts in his eyes.

He closed his eyes without changing his expression and scanned his merit value.

"There are still more than sixteen thousand... The interval is too close. This blessing should be related to the dead Immortal Lady Yuzhi, but how did this sudden feedback of spiritual energy come about?

"Is it that as long as I kill a Qi refiner with my own hands, the blessing bell of the merit tower can absorb part of the opponent's spiritual energy and feed it back to me? That would be too outrageous. Isn't that inducing and instigating?

"Or is it because I have some kind of origin with the Immortal Lady Yuzhi? She once killed me with a special method, and the effect is mutual...

"A priest killed by a sacrifice?

"Speaking of which, what kind of mythical path do I belong to now? Originally, the Xiao Shimei hinted to me before she left that she had repaired my leaking body and would take me back to the academy next time to obtain a Confucian Qi refining technique inheritance.

"Now it's better, I'm Grade Nine for no reason... Did I take the wrong path?"

Ouyang Rong frowned and muttered.

His expression was neither happy nor sad.

Regardless, things have come to this, Ouyang Rong temporarily restrained his mind and faced the matter of rescuing A-Shan.

The Xiao Shimei is not around, and being promoted to Grade Nine can be considered an extra guarantee of safety.

A quarter of an hour later, Ouyang Rong and Yan Liulang led the team and arrived at Songlin Ferry pier in a hurry.

It just so happened that the last few official ships dispatched by Cai Qin also docked slowly at the pier.

Everything was ready, and there was no need to wait.

After the two sides gathered quickly, they boarded the ships one after another, not delaying for a minute.

The fleet of official ships started slowly, just taking the shortcut of the newly repaired Zhe Yiqu waterway.

The military edge pointed directly at the Ancient Yue Sword Shop on the west bank of Butterfly Creek!

Just as the officials and commoners on the official ships sailing on Butterfly Creek were united and distributing Burning Heaven Jiao Oil.

In Longcheng County, inside a mansion deep in Luming Street.

A one-sided slaughter had slowly ended.

In the courtyard, a red-clad figure was standing in the center of the open space.

Xie Lingjiang lowered her head and sheathed her sword.

On the ground around her, there was a large circle of fallen figures.

Not far away, in an elegant pavilion, Wang Lixian's family, with some maids and servants, walked out of the pavilion in fear, bypassing the corpses of the black-clad bandits outside the pavilion.

"Niece, are you okay?"

Wang Lixian straightened his squire hat, stepped forward, and asked with concern.

Xie Lingjiang shook her head slightly and turned to look at the bandits on the ground again.

Wang Lixian, Wei Mei, and others also looked at the surroundings on the ground with lingering fear.

Just now, the county government issued an evacuation order, and Wang Lixian's family also packed their things at the first time, preparing to go to Mount Dagu to take refuge.

Who would have thought that this batch of bandits would suddenly break in, as if robbing, searching for property everywhere, and at the same time controlling Wang Lixian's family and imprisoning them in the pavilion.

"Fortunately, Niece arrived in time." Wang Lixian was full of gratitude, tears streaming down his face.

Xie Lingjiang nodded without speaking, her brows furrowed slightly.

"This is not a bandit, it's fake at a glance."

Princess Li Guoer, wearing a purple ru skirt, walked over, pointed her jade finger at the scattered black-clad corpses on the ground, and nodded softly:

"Bandits who purely rob for money and lust don't have such good discipline. They wouldn't care whether we are of the Li clan bloodline or not. They would draw their knives and greet us directly upon meeting, leaving only the owner of the mansion, while imprisoning or violating other female relatives."

She spoke nakedly, without any taboo.

Xie Lingjiang looked at her more. "Then does Sister Li think, what is the purpose of the person behind the scenes?"

Princess Li Guoer's beautiful brows furrowed slightly:

"I don't know. I originally wanted to wait quietly to see what kind of play this was, but Sister Xie came."

Still complaining that she came too fast?

Xie Lingjiang asked unhappily: "Imprisoned by bandits, aren't you afraid?"

"Who wouldn't be afraid, but what's the use of being afraid? It's better to calm down and think of a way to deal with the person behind the scenes."

Xie Lingjiang couldn't help but look at the little girl in the ru skirt who was standing tall in front of her: "Sister Li has always been big-hearted."

After a pause, her gaze swept over her skirt sleeves, and Xie Lingjiang said to Princess Li Guoer, who had her hands hidden in her sleeves:

"Put it in the sheath, don't cut yourself."

"The sheath was lost long ago, it's troublesome."

Princess Li Guoer answered with lowered eyes.

In her skirt sleeve, the jade hand tightly gripping the hilt of a letter sword loosened slightly.

She looked at the long sword at Xie Lingjiang's waist, her pretty face calm and composed:

"A sword is sharp by nature, why put it in a sheath? Every sword in this world shouldn't have been in a sheath at all. Just like the Tripod Sword in history books, there is no sheath to hold it."

"Alright, Guoer, what time is it, and you are still pulling these crooked theories with your Sister Xie..."

Wei Mei reprimanded her own daughter with a strange temperament, and then thanked and comforted Xie Lingjiang.

Xie Lingjiang shook her head: "It doesn't matter."

However, she couldn't help but look at Princess Li Guoer, sighing slightly in her heart.

This Li family sister, don't look at her lightheartedness at the moment.

But Xie Lingjiang felt that if she had arrived a step late, no one could say for sure what this Li family sister would have done with the hidden sword in her sleeve. Even if she overestimated her capabilities, she would definitely not sit and wait for death.

"Did you find Ouyang Lianghan?"

Princess Li Guoer asked suddenly.

Xie Lingjiang came back to her senses, looked, and found that on Princess Li Guoer's hibiscus-like pretty face, the look of curiosity and interest seemed to be more than the look of concern.

"He is at Mount Dagu." Xie Lingjiang nodded as usual.

At this time, Wang Lixian interjected and asked:

"It's good that he's fine. Speaking of which, Niece, how did you know we were in danger?"

Xie Lingjiang heard this and sighed slightly:

"It was still Big Brother who was alert. He analyzed that the Wei family and the Xie family might take action against you, so he ordered me to return immediately to protect you."

"This..."

Wang Lixian, Wei Mei, Li Dalang, and others looked at each other, their expressions moved.

Princess Li Guoer also looked sideways slightly.

Wang Lixian said with guilt and emotion:

"Then what about him? What if the Xie family deals with him? It's all our fault, dragging you and Lianghan nephew down."

Xie Lingjiang was silent for a while, nodded and said: "I will transfer you to Mount Dagu first, and then go to meet Big Brother."

Everyone agreed immediately.

But I saw the red-clad lady holding the pendant at her waist, her pretty face hesitant:

"But there is one more thing, have you seen Uncle Chen... My psychic jade ring can't sense him. Could it be that he is not in Longcheng now?"

Xie Lingjiang described the uncle from the academy who was nowhere to be found to Wang Lixian's family.

Wang Lixian was also staring with big eyes:

"Niece means, this Uncle Chen has been secretly protecting us? But after Niece left, this person has never appeared..."

Xie Lingjiang frowned, and a bad premonition suddenly arose in her heart.

But at this time, Princess Li Guoer suddenly pointed to a mansion opposite Luming Street and said:

"Before, when I had my birthday ceremony, the Wei family sent disciples to send gifts together with Grandmother's palace people. The former lived opposite."

In fact, she was also waiting for the person living opposite to "visit" just now.

Princess Li Guoer looked at the "bandit" corpses around, and some words were not fully said.

Hearing this, Xie Lingjiang raised her head instantly and looked over.

She stood still for a moment, "You guys hide well."

After throwing these words, the red-clad figure was like a whirlwind, rushing out of the Su residence and sneaking into the deep mansion opposite the street.

Half a stick of incense later.

I saw that at the gate, the red-clad figure appeared again, empty-handed.

Xie Lingjiang frowned and said to the waiting Princess Li Guoer, Wang Lixian, and others:

"There is no one inside."

Everyone was confused.

"Go back to Mount Dagu first and find Big Brother."

Xie Lingjiang did not hesitate anymore, leading Wang Lixian's family, and evacuated quickly.

West bank of Butterfly Creek, Ancient Yue Sword Shop.

Three official ships were moored at the ferry by the shore.

People were getting off the boat.

Xie Ling, Xie Shigui, and their party, carrying the captured young county magistrate figure, walked into the sword shop together.

Xie Ling turned his head and ordered seriously:

"The sword shop is under martial law. Keep an eye on it for me. If there is any movement, report it immediately!

"Go and summon all the craftsmen. Today, I will also publicly try Ouyang Lianghan! Avenge our Big Brother!"

Xie Shigui and Mao Jin were shocked and retreated one after another to arrange defenses.

Seeing their backs leave, Xie Ling looked up at the sun that was about to reach noon, and then looked at the position halfway up Mount Xiao Gu:

"Ouyang Lianghan, Ouyang Lianghan, you came back at a really good time, the time is just right."

Xie Ling muttered, and smiled at Ouyang Lianghan, who was tied up behind him.

Immediately, the two came to an ancient high platform by the river bank.

Xie Ling grabbed his hem and stepped onto this familiar Dragon-Slaying Platform step by step.

His sickly face was flushed, and his eyes were full of uncontrollable excitement.

Behind him, Ouyang Lianghan looked at his excited back calmly with a wooden expression. ===== CHAPTER 228 =====