Chapter 5 Man in Black
The Changsheng Temple seems very quiet at night. Under the swaying lights, the empty main hall looks a bit quiet.
Pei Xuanjing sat cross-legged on the futon in front of the statue of Laojun, his eyes slightly closed, and the ancient pine-patterned sword was placed on the ground in front of him.
At this moment, a black shadow fell silently from the wall outside the hall.
The man in black identified the direction and came outside the main hall. He gently opened the door and saw Pei Xuanjing sitting with his back to the door.
"You're here."
Pei Xuanjing said abruptly with his back to the door.
A trace of surprise flashed in the eyes of the masked man in black, "Do you know who I am?"
Pei Xuanjing picked up the ancient pine pattern sword, stood up from the futon, turned around, With a smile on his face, he asked, "May I ask the owner of the Zhang family why he came to visit late at night?" A martial artist.
Zhang Zhiyi, who was masked in black, didn't care when his identity was exposed, "Don't you already know the purpose of my coming?"
The purpose of his coming tonight was to kill Pei Xuanjing.
Although Zhang Zhiyi relied on the resources given by the Iron Palm Sect to break through to the eighth level, he also understood that he was not young and that he would only be at this level in his life and would never have the chance to break through.
On the other hand, Pei Xuanjing, a warrior who broke through to the ninth level at the age of sixteen, is only slightly less talented than his own son who joined the Iron Palm Sect. Once he is given time, he will definitely threaten him in the future. The interests of the Zhang family.
What's more, Changshengguan occupies a large share of interests in this city, and it is also a major obstacle to the rise of the Zhang family.
It can be said that no matter from which aspect, killing Pei Xuanjing is a beneficial and harmless move for the Zhang family.
"It seems there is no need to talk." Pei Xuanjing also figured out that the conflict between the two was almost irreconcilable.
What's more, he has not forgotten that in the last Sims life, even if he chose to settle the matter, the other party would not willingly give up the benefits.
After he finished speaking, the ancient pine-patterned sword in Pei Xuanjing's hand came out of its sheath with a clang, and he suddenly stamped his foot. As fast as lightning, he slashed down towards Zhang Zhiyi.
“Hmm!”
Zhang Zhiyi did not expect Pei Xuanjing to take action so decisively, and his expression changed drastically. He pulled out a long knife from his waist and rushed forward in a hurry.
As soon as they met, Zhang Zhiyi suddenly felt bad.
Because he discovered that the other party was not the ninth-grade warrior rumored outside, but an eighth-grade warrior like himself. Moreover, the opponent actually seemed to have mastered a sword technique that could penetrate the realm of soul integration.
This guy is invincible.
Zhang Zhiyi immediately changed his mind about eradicating the roots. While parrying, he said, "Why should Guanzhu Pei do this? Since you are also an eighth-level warrior. Then why not join forces with my Zhang family, and you and I will share this city!"
Pei Xuanjing didn't answer, but his sword moves were even more fierce, with murderous intent everywhere.
Zhang Zhiyi felt the strong murderous intention of the other party. Although he was filled with hatred, he could only force himself to smile and speak, half to persuade and half to threaten.
“With the temple master’s talent, why would he have to settle here? My son recently became an elder of the Iron Palm Sect as his master. If the temple master is willing, I would like to introduce you to an elder of the Iron Palm Sect.”
When he heard the other party mentioning the son who had joined the Iron Palm Sect, and then thinking about what happened to him in the Sims, Pei Xuanjing became more murderous.
After several moves, Pei Xuanjing slashed Zhang Zhiyi's throat with his sword, killing him.
Before Zhang Zhiyi died, he stared at Pei Xuanjing with unwilling eyes, full of despair and unwillingness.
He did not expect that he had just broken through to the eighth level warrior and would die before he could enjoy it.
I am even more afraid of what kind of monster I have provoked to the Zhang family.
Pei Xuanjing didn't care what Zhang Zhiyi thought. He wiped the blood on the ancient Songwen sword and called Lao Xu.
Lao Xu naturally knew the head of the Zhang family, and he also knew that he was also a warrior who had just broken through to the eighth level.
Although I was curious as to why the other party appeared here, he was killed by the viewer.
But looking at the solemn expression of the viewer, Lao Xu just silently obeyed the visitor's instructions, dragged the body of the head of the Zhang family to the mountain behind Changsheng Temple, and dug a hole casually to bury it.
"Hey, I'm afraid this is the most unjust death of an eighth-level warrior in the history of the city!"
Looking at the head of the Zhang family who had just been buried by him, Old Xu let out a sigh of relief. tone, sighing.
In the next few days.
Not mentioning Lao Xu’s sigh, I just said that the head of the Zhang family has obtained the resources of the Iron Palm Sect and will break through the period of eighth-level warriors. Although no one mentioned it openly, secretly all the forces that should know about it Know.
When Zhang Zhiyi died quietly in the Temple of Immortality, it caused many waves, and the most horrifying one was the Zhang family.
On that day, many elders of the Zhang family knew that Zhang Zhiyi broke through the eighth-level warrior and came to assassinate Pei Xuanjing.
But when there was no news from his family leader, Pei Xuanjing, the master of Changsheng Temple, was reading books and practicing martial arts in the temple as always. This undoubtedly frightened the elders of the Zhang family. He immediately changed his strategy and even sent many elite disciples away to avoid the crisis temporarily in order to prevent retaliation.
Although Pei Xuanjing killed Zhang Zhiyi, he knew that he could not intimidate him too much now. After all, there was an Iron Palm sect behind him that controlled the Northwest Road.
In the days that followed, he continued to refine the manuscripts and accumulate Taoist rhyme, and did not choose to show his face.
Nearly half a year has passed by in a flash. On this day, Pei Xuanjing once again accumulated enough Tao Yun.
[Daoyun: 532 points. 】
【Do you want to use a life simulator? To use it once, you need to consume 500 Daoyun points. 】
Pei Xuanjing chose 'yes' without any hesitation.
[Dao Fifty, Tian Yan forty-nine, escape one of them! Therefore, everything in the world has a glimmer of hope! 】
Seventeen years old: The head of the Zhang family, who broke through to the eighth level warrior, wanted to attack you at night, but you killed him instead.
A few months later, you found that the hard work was useless. After all, this small town was of no help to your practice, so you decided to leave.
Twenty years old: After leaving the small town, with the strength of the eighth-level warrior, after more than two years of training, and with the swordsmanship that has penetrated all realms, you have also gained a lot of fame. People call it genius.
At this moment, there is news that the secret paradise has been born. With the encouragement of some friends, you go with them.
Three months later, you walked out of the secret paradise. Although you survived, you were still terrified.
You didn’t expect that there would be such a fierce struggle in the secret paradise this time. There was an endless stream of strong and talented people of all kinds, fighting each other in order to compete for that rare object.
Although you did not capture any rare items, you were lucky enough to survive and obtained a bottle of Renyuan Great Pill and many belongings from a dead warrior.
Twenty-four years old: With the help of that bottle of Renyuan Great Pill and those treasures, you finally practiced "Yimu Jue" to the third level and were promoted to a seventh-level warrior.
Twenty-five years old: As a seventh-level warrior, you offended a young genius during an expedition with your friends. The other party easily defeated you. You were seriously injured and your foundation was damaged.
Twenty-eight years old: Without finding a way to treat the injury, it is difficult for your martial arts to improve. Frustrated, you feel that you want to leave here and return to the concept of immortality.
But on the way back, you were robbed by bandits. Although you tried your best to avoid it, you still had a conflict and were eventually killed by the robbers.
【This life is over. 】
(End of this chapter)