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Chapter 73 Dragon enters the fish market

But he doesn't need to worry too much about those big guys.

Qiu Zaixing asked the people in the carriage in a very subtle voice, then turned around and looked at Ding Ning.

In today's assassination, the opponent dispatched a powerful talisman master, three extremely skilled sword masters, and even a "fly pool" practitioner. The final result was only the performance of the three teenagers in Aries Cave, especially Ding Ning.

If Ding Ning had no incredible performance, he would have been killed as soon as possible, just like his colleagues who did not appear. When the seventh level practitioners arrived, the result would have been destined.

"Your performance today can only be described as perfect. Anyone as your teacher will be proud of you."

Qiu Zaixing said this to Ding Ning first solemnly, then bowed to the small courtyard where Xue Wangxu was.

He was a cultivator who came out of the Lingxu Sword Sect in the third year of Yuanwu. He was a senior to Ding Ning in terms of identity and qualifications, so he would make such an evaluation of Ding Ning in the first sentence. The next thing was to express his most sincere respect to Aries Cave and Xue Wangxu who could teach such disciples.

"I owe you a life."

Next, he said to Ding Ning seriously and softly.

This is his personal gratitude, and he stands completely from his personal standpoint.

"You didn't owe me."

Ding Ning looked at Qiu Zaixing calmly, looking at several casual clothes practitioners who had already entered the streets and alleys. Those practitioners must be stronger than those of the people in the Jiantiansi and Shendujian, and they did not get close to Qiu Zaixing and this carriage for a while. But from these aspects, he vaguely guessed the identity of the people in the carriage. "Although I don't know what these people are going on, they obviously want to kill us." Ding Ning shook his head and continued, "If there were no strong people like you, we would have died here."

Qiu Zaixing smiled slightly, and did not speak out to argue with Ding Ning, but just said, "Maybe I can try to recommend you to study in Lingxu Sword Sect."

Hearing this, Zhang Yi and Shen Yi were shocked, but Ding Ning shook his head again and said, "I have decided to participate in the Minshan Sword Meeting."

Qiu Zaixing was a little surprised, but laughed again and nodded in praise: "The first thing to do is to do with your mind. Since you think Minshan Sword Sect is the first choice, entering Minshan Sword Sect to practice will be more beneficial to your future practice."

After pausing, he shook his head and said, "I'm too worried. With your performance today, I believe that the Minshan Sword Sect will win in the future."

Ding Ning pondered for a moment, looked at the figures of the flowing practitioners around him, and whispered: "If you really want to help me, don't let many details of today's battle spread."

Qiu Zaixing was not surprised.

He didn't expect Ding Ning to have many deeper ideas, but he just thought that Ding Ning's method of condensed evil into a sword was indeed amazing, but he was straightforward and had fewer changes than the flying sword. If he faced those real strong players, this method would be known in advance, it would be extremely unfavorable during the matchup.

"I understand." Qiu Zaixing nodded seriously and said, "I will do my best."

While Qiu Zaixing and Ding Ning were talking softly, the two teenagers in the car were also talking softly.

These two young men are Fusu and Meng Qihai. One is the prince of Daqin who will become the crown prince next year. The other is the prince of Meng Hou’s mansion.

No matter which of these two people dies, the entire dynasty will cause shocking waves, not to mention that both of them are assassinated here.

At this time, Fusu's face was a little pale and his breath was a little unstable, but his pupils were full of admiration and excitement.

Meng Qihai's forehead was slightly wet, covered in cold sweat, and his face was slightly paler than Fusu.

"Qihai...What do you think of Ding Ning now?" Recalling many scenes in the battle just now, Fusu smiled gently and said to Meng Qihai, who was still scared.

Meng Qihai took a deep breath and said softly: "I didn't expect it to be so strong."

Fusu smiled and said, "You still feel dissatisfied with it, and you still think that he pretends to be annoying?"

"I can't compare with his performance today, so I'm naturally convinced." Meng Qihai lowered his head in shame, but immediately raised his head and said, "It's better for us to go out and thank you now."

Fusu shook his head gently and said, "It's better to have another day."

Meng Qihai didn't understand and asked, "Why?"

"Now, there are so many people, it's a bit of trouble." Fusu looked at him and whispered: "And we have a very different identity from him after all, and I don't want them to feel that we are too high when we first date."

Meng Qihai heard the deeper meaning in Fusu's words, and his eyes lit up: "What do you mean is we conceal our identity and make friends with them?"

Fusu sighed lightly, frowning with a rare frown, "I don't know how this happened today, and I don't know if such a thing will change the minds of my mother and father, but even if they still allow me to participate in the Minshan Sword Club, even if I don't want to... my whereabouts and identity must be more hidden."

...

Ye Celeng, dressed in white, sat in the carriage and waited.

Logically speaking, she is the practitioner who should have appeared above the seven realms near Wutongluo.

However, it is not far from the carriage she is in at this time, with layers of cannons stacked and continuous, but it is a fish market.

The fish market has opened, but today is quieter and silent than the days of the New Year.

Many shop doors are still open, but not just people, but even ghosts seem to have disappeared a lot, and the originally crowded and narrow earthen roads seem to have become a little empty.

A man wearing a white fox-wool coat and a handsome appearance as a gentle young man from a wealthy family, walking in the alley of the fish market.

In the distance centered on him, countless whispers seemed to ring like ghosts, but as he moved forward, these sounds quickly disappeared in fear.

He didn't go too deep, just after walking more than a hundred steps, he seemed to have been tired of seeing almost the same scenery, so he stopped and said sarcastically: "I don't know whether these heavy awnings are to cover up ghost energy or to cover up the breath of the seven realms, but do you really want me to tear down all these before you can come out?"

"Mr. Bai, you are the real dragon in the river. This is just a small mud pond. I don't know where Mr. Bai has angered Mr. Bai. Mr. Bai is not riding the wind and waves in the river, but he is going to demolish this small mud pond that can only be accommodated." An old voice sounded in the dark.

A hunched old man walked out of the shadow of a narrow alley with a black bamboo stick.

"This should not be what you ask me, but what I ask you."

Bai Shanshui looked at the black bamboo stick in the hunchbacked old man's hand. In his mind, there were already many black bamboos swaying around him. A strong and cold ironic expression appeared on his jade-like face: "I have been to Changling more than ten times, but I have never entered the fish market before. The reason for this is that they each have their own roads and everyone does not interfere with the river. However, you have done too much."

He paused slightly and looked at the hunchbacked old man coldly: "Although Fan Zhuo serves like my sect leader, he is my senior brother. It would be fine if you killed my senior brother, but you also stole the things from my Yunshui Palace. Do you really think I am dead?"

The hunchbacked old man's face was slightly stiff and he said in a solemn voice: "Mr. Bai, you must have misunderstood."

"Sorry." Bai Shanshui looked at the old man and said.

The hunchbacked old man was stunned, not understanding what he meant.

A person like Bai Shanshui moves like a dragon king and pulls clouds and rain. It's not a trivial matter. How could he think it's wrong because of his words?

"Put your fists." Bai Shanshui repeated it again, then looked at him lightly and said, "If I have a misunderstanding, why don't you tell me that among all the practice sects and all the practice areas in Changling, except the owner of the fish market, who else can do the secret techniques of the Daqi Ghost Bamboo Sect in Changling? Who else who knows such secret techniques has broken through the seventh level of cultivation?"

The hunchbacked old man completely understood what he meant.

"I don't know who else in Changling is like this. In fact, if we know that Changling suddenly has such a cultivator, we will be shocked." The hunchbacked old man raised his head, looked at Bai Shanshui, and said extremely seriously: "But we don't know that your senior brother was killed, and we don't know that he died at the hands of a seventh-level practitioner who practices the mysterious ghost bamboo yin technique... This is really not what we did."

Bai Shanshui shook his head and said, "I am here today not to listen to such a powerless explanation. If you could say that there are such practitioners in Changling, I might be able to believe you. It's a pity that there are no such practitioners in Changling."

After pausing, he sneered: "There are only the merchants in Changling who were the rebellious disciples of Guizhumen of the Great Qi Dynasty."

The hunchbacked old man suddenly became angry and said sternly: "Bai Shanshui, don't be too presumptuous. I respect you as a great man. Do you really think that I am afraid that you will not succeed in the fish market!"

"You are from Qin, I am from Wei, and you are originally an enemy. You respect me, but you are afraid of my strength. As for me, the reason why my Great Wei destroyed the country is not unrelated to your merchants. If it weren't for your merchants' reforms and the great Qin country's strength was prosperous, how could you have the power to destroy three dynasties in a row? So I have not as good as you think."
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