The night was deep, thirty miles outside Xingyuan City, inside a ruined temple.
The ruins of the ruined temple are mottled and weather-beaten. Although the temple is dilapidated, there are dense sentinels around the temple and it is heavily guarded, making it difficult for even flying insects to fly over. A row of corpses were placed neatly on the side of the ruined temple, telling the story of the extraordinary nature of this place.
In the ruined temple, Chen Ping'an put his hands on his knees and leaned against the stone wall, looking quite lazy.
A rush of footsteps came from outside the ruined temple, followed immediately by a burly elite from the Zhenfu Department. He walked in, walked up to Chen Pingan with a respectful expression, and presented a sealed letter with both hands.
"Report! Sir, urgent message from the Wei River!"
Chen Pingan opened his eyes and said calmly: "Read it."
"Yes! Your Majesty." The burly man opened the letter with a stern look on his face and read it out one by one.
"Invite the deputy capital commander, Mr. Chen, and the Northland swordsman Guan Dongxiang to rush to the Weishui River and invite a battle in front of the Zhenfusi Gate. Please return to the Weishui River as soon as possible and take charge of the overall situation"
The content of the letter was not long, but it took only ten breaths to read it all. After reading the secret letter, the strong man looked at Chen Pingan with a worried expression.
"Guan Dongxiang, the swordsman from the North, invites me to fight on the Weishui River!?"
Chen Pingan's face was calm and his eyes were deep, showing no emotion at all.
"Sir, according to the secret letter, it is indeed the case." The burly man stood aside and said respectfully.
"I left the city on the front foot, and someone challenged me on the back foot. It's really interesting!" There was no smile on Chen Pingan's face.
"Sir, the remnants of the Tianlian Sect have been eliminated. Do you think it is necessary to return to the city immediately to quell this matter?"
"No need!" Chen Ping'an said calmly: "Just return according to the original node!"
"Yes, I understand my humble position." The burly man responded respectfully, and when he saw Chen Ping'an stopped speaking, he retreated. Move carefully, for fear of disturbing Chen Ping'an at all.
Outside the ruined temple, there were many elite members of the Zhenfu Department standing. The strong man walked out from inside and nodded slightly as a signal.
Northland swordsman Guan Dongxiang? Invite a battle with Mr. Chen? He is really brave!
If they had heard about this a few days ago, I am afraid they would have had a lot of worries in their hearts. But today, everyone's hearts are calm and full of confidence in Master Chen.
The Northland swordsman Guan Dongxiang has a good reputation and is a master on the Dragon and Tiger list. But in the final analysis, he is ranked at the bottom of the dragon and tiger list. In front of adults, he is just a chicken and a dog, which can be destroyed with one hand!
He is just at the bottom of the Dragon and Tiger Ranking, but he dares to invite the Lord to fight. He is really courageous!
Everyone's faces were full of awe, and their hearts were slightly agitated. Recalling the scene not long ago, many of them still feel like they are dreaming.
"No! He's an extremely top expert!"
"No, no, Fei Hua Luo Ye! It's the guardian elder of Tianlian Sect, Qianye Phantom Hand!"
"Jie, Jie, Jie, since you have discovered me, don't leave and stay here!"
"Run!"
Elder of Tianlian Sect, Qianye Phantom Hand, ranked 193 on the Dragon and Tiger Ranking. In front of Qianye Phantom Hand, even a top master can only die. Let alone them.
Qianye Phantom Hand is the best at group battles!
Flying flowers and fallen leaves, thousand-leaf phantoms, seem to be coming from all directions, making it impossible to escape.
Just when everyone was frightened and desperate, a gray-white light mixed with blue light flashed through, and the flying flowers and fallen leaves were completely broken open.
"Who is it? Dare to ruin my good deeds!?"
"Huh!? Jie Jie Jie, I recognize you. The top talent on the rookie list! Chen Ping'an, the reckless swordsman! Chen Ping'an, you have a great reputation. Among the younger generation of Canglong, you are ranked among the top three! However, do you think that just by virtue of your reputation? How can you win this seat? It’s ridiculous!”
"Are you going to die on your own, or should I send you to die!?" An indifferent voice sounded in the field.
"Chen Pingan, you have such a loud tone!" Boom!
A majestic breath exploded, a whirlwind swept across, fallen leaves flew, and there was a dull and loud sound as the true energy surged.
"There is a way to heaven, but if you don't take it, there is no door to hell, so you have to throw yourself into it! Go to hell!"
Uh-huh!
The extremely bright sword light was like the dawn of dawn, suddenly crossing the sky and filling everyone's eyes.
What an amazing knife this is! It seems to condense all the sharp edges in the world, making people awe-inspiring and unforgettable!
Inside the ruined temple, dim candlelight swayed gently in the breeze, casting mottled light and shadow. Chen Pingan closed his eyes and concentrated, leaning on the stone wall, exuding an indescribable calmness and indifference. Beside him, a dilapidated wooden table with a corner missing stood quietly. On the wooden table, a square wooden box was half-covered, revealing an ominous gap, inviting prying eyes.
Inside the wooden box, there was a head lying quietly, with a ferocious expression, eyes wide open, and the expression on his face was one of deep fear and disbelief. The owner of the head, on his deathbed, seemed to have witnessed the most incredible thing in the world.
What a good head, who can cut it off! ?
The beheader is Chen Pingan, the reckless swordsman!
Canglong Prefecture City, Prefecture Qiankun Division.
As one of the most violent organizations within the dynasty, the Qiankun Division has a strict atmosphere in front of it. The gate is majestic and upright, covered with mottled iron nails and inlaid with a copper animal head knocker, giving it a very solemn feel.
The buildings inside the Qiankun Division are majestic. The roofs are covered with blue-gray tiles, and the cornices are upturned, like an eagle spreading its wings and about to fly. It is magnificent.
In a spacious and solemn room, a hale old man with white hair and beard held a wolf hair in his hand, touched the tip of the pen lightly to the ink pool, and then wandered over the rice paper spread out on the table.
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As the last stroke fell, the old man gently lifted the wolf hair and looked at his masterpiece. He nodded with satisfaction.
"Counting the time, it's time for Guan Dongxiang to arrive at the Weishui River!" The old man gently put down the wolf hair and walked to the window to stand. He closed his eyes slightly, and scenes appeared in his mind.
This is one of the few memories of meeting him and Tong Jin.
In the past, before he could accomplish his magical feats, his whole family was killed by his enemies. Tong Jin is a person who has no ambitions and is just a fool. But he is his only descendant alive. Under his care, although Tong Jin's ability was mediocre, his promotion speed was not slow at all.
The investigation on the Weishui River was originally thought to be a gold-plated journey, but I never expected that in the end, I would end up losing my life in a foreign country.
"Boy Jin," the old man slowly opened his eyes, and a trace of almost invisible warmth flashed in his eyes. However, this trace of warmth was fleeting and was soon replaced by coldness.
"After this incident, no matter what the outcome is, I will avenge you. If you know better, it's time to rest in peace."
He had previously intended to let Feng Chengxiu take action to kill Chen Ping'an in one fell swoop, but Feng Chengxiu was too cautious, hesitant to make a decision, and missed the best opportunity.
Chen Ping'an, the new star of the Zhenfu Division, is on the rookie list and is attracting much attention. If he wants revenge, he only has one chance to take action.
If it happens too many times, firstly, it will not comply with the rules, and secondly, traces will appear, and it will be counterattacked by the Zhenfu Department.
Even though he is a master, he also has his scruples. Unless he wants to put Chen Pingan to death at all costs. But in this case, it is undoubtedly a situation where there will be no end to the death.
Although Tong Jin is a descendant, he is not his direct blood relative. He has been alive for more than two hundred years, and his family ties have long been weak. The so-called descendants are just thoughts. Tong Jin's revenge is far from enough to make him insist on dying and give up everything.
This time, he had already made his move, and he took advantage of the Xue family's power to make a ruthless plan, forcing Chen Ping'an into a dilemma. No matter whether Chen Pingan fights or avoids this battle, the days ahead will not be easy!
If Chen Pingan fights, his body will die and his will will disappear. If he doesn't fight, his morale will be completely lost.
Under the calculation, the conspiracy has been completed, and Chen Pingan has no way to avoid it!
Tong Jin's revenge was finally avenged!
"I hope Chen Ping'an is stupid and accepts this battle, so that he can be saved once and for all!" The old man slowly turned around and his eyes fell on the rice paper on the desk.
On that piece of ancient rice paper, several large characters jumped out on the paper. They were written with a vigorous and powerful brushstrokes, as if they were of great weight and struck people's hearts directly.
Murder and heart-wrenching!
PS: I originally wanted to take leave today, but I have already applied for the leave. But after thinking about it, I still need to update. Today’s word count is a little less, so you can just read it. The plot is clearly in my mind, but it’s almost meaningless when coded. Tomorrow is New Year's Day, so I need to adjust my state. (End of chapter)