Yu Yang passed by casually.

The tiger and wolf pill mentioned by Qi Wensheng is a top elixir that flows within the Jinguan Royal Court. Its value is so high that it is not inferior to the human Yuan Da Pill.

It is said that a tiger and wolf pill can turn a timid and cowardly person into a battle elite with the power of a tiger and the character of a wolf.

Under the command of the King of Golden Tent, "Zhuligetu", the leader of the Golden Tent Court, there is such a "Tiger and Wolf Army" with a small number of people but a great reputation that can match the Xuan Armored Essence Knight.

"It's enough to have a few points. After all, the price of this pill is less than one ten thousandth of that of the tiger and wolf pill..."

Qi Wensheng's eyes were very bright.

He is not a corrupt scholar, so he naturally knows the value of this pill, the effect is extremely high, and the price is extremely low. Such pills are simply magic pills!

Yang Yu saw his excitement and did not tell him the truth. When he was about to leave, his heart suddenly moved.

Then we saw feathered eagles flying from all directions and landing into the city.

"Um?!"

Qi Wensheng's expression tightened.

The feathered eagle is precious and rarely releases many, unless it is...

Yang Yu raised his hand to take the letter raft brought by Ling Ying, shook it away, and his brows couldn't help but tilt:

"The sky wolf invades!"

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In the winter of the 25th year of Qianheng, snow disasters came again, and all the roads of the northwest, Longyuan and Ding'an were affected.

The outside world was extremely fierce and countless alien races were killed. Finally, when the wind and snow stopped one day, hundreds of thousands of people invaded the border.

On that day, Lin Qitian of Yunzhou was in close custody and kept the enemy away. Wei Zheng of Qingzhou first released him first and then arrested him, killing more than 8,000 enemies.

On that day, Fang Zhenghao from Baizhou, he came out with a domineering spear, with eight thousand white armors scattered, killing more than 24,000 enemies. He defeated the vanguard of the Tianlang Rebellion Army in one battle, but was blocked by the masters and retreated to the pass.

On that day, the beacon was lit and the feathered eagle flew in all directions.

Longyuan, Northwest, Ding'an, Linlong...

Huh!

In the heavy wind and snow, more than ten thousand flying eagles broke through the sky, and more than a thousand powerful men held the Taoist palace high.

In the magnificent hall, Emperor Qianheng, who had been seen for a long time, rarely appeared in front of others.

He wore a wide and thin Taoist robe and tied his hair behind him. His breath was like a banished immortal in the world. In front of him was Wang Muzhi, who was wearing a prison robe and tied up his own pipa bones.

"What's going on in death?"

Hearing the sound coming from behind the curtain, Wang Muzhi replied:

"To see my teacher."

"It seems that you are not afraid of death, just like Xu Wenji."

Emperor Qianheng had no expression on his face.

"Your Majesty, I'm afraid that others are not afraid of you?"

Wang Muzhi's expression was calm:

"If this is the case, I'll just think that Wang is afraid of death..."

"Xu Wenji is cold and hard but still loyal to the emperor. Why do these disciples seem to grow out of the crossbone?"

Emperor Qianheng was silent and asked again:

"I heard that Yang Yu's plot against you, is your shadow behind you?"

"Why should your Majesty ask clearly?"

Wang Muzhi shook the black iron chain on his body:

"In fact, what Wang did was just to remove the chains on him. Only he could decide what he wanted to do."

"Yes, that's a little beast without a king or a father."

Emperor Qianheng's eyes shone coldly. He had never suffered such a great humiliation in his life. Every time he thought about it, he felt a pain in his heart.

Thinking of it, he couldn't help swallowing a red pill.

Wang Muzhi immediately narrowed his eyes and heard the Taoist emperor slowly say:

"I should have killed you immediately by disobeying the superiors. But I thought that you came here by yourself and allowed you to meet Xu Wenji,

But after that, whether to live or die is up to you..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Jing had already stepped in and escorted Wang Muzhi expressionlessly, following the wind to the temporary prison in the corner.

At the same time, in the hall, there seemed to be a brilliant light triggered by a round light mirror, and Liu Jing's heart sank inexplicably.

Not long after, Wang Muzhi finally met his mentor who had been separated for decades.

He grew older, and his few white hair bent his backbone, making him not so straight even if he stood against the wall.

"Master Xu, disciple..."

Wang Muzhi, who was indifferent to his emotions, turned red, kowtowed to the increasingly hunched old man, as if he wanted to kowtow back all the etiquettes he had owed over the years.

A window passed by, Xu Wenji silently looked at his disciple who was the most despised and the least despised. After a long time, he spoke hoarsely:

"Don't plot against him."

The sound of kowtow stopped, Wang Muzhi replied:

"It's different from the past, no one can plot against Junior Brother Yang..."

The old man looked at the wind and snow outside the window, thought for a long time before sighing:

"He is too reckless."

Wang Muzhi listened quietly, and couldn't help feeling sad in his heart. The teacher, after all, did not forgive himself...

Finally, the old man seemed to remember this disciple and asked:

"How is your merits?"

"Return to Master Xu!"

As he spoke, tears had already dripped. Wang Muzhi knelt straight, his eyes were bright, and every word was clear:

"Just about to break the thief in my heart!"

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Chapter completed!