When Yang Zhong left the city, the sun had just risen.
Xie Tian did not know that his opponent from last night had already left. He was still practicing the nine sets of Brute Force State skills.
Xie Tian knew very few martial arts. Other than the nine sets of Brute Force, he had only learned the Book of Qi for Inner Qi. But the Book of Qi could only be used for cultivation to increase and purify inner Qi. It did not have any fighting moves.
As for the Liu Family's Gravel Phantom Palm, he would not have spent time on it if he did not want to use it to attack the hearts of the Liu Family. As for the Zheng Family's Spinning Heaven and Earth, it was purely because it was fast and convenient to kill people. He stole it and used it. In the end, he used the Lunar Shadow World.
Xie Tian had always followed the instructions in the Evil Emperor's inheritance and only cultivated nine sets of cultivation techniques. This was because he was afraid that if he cultivated other cultivation techniques, he would never be able to improve. However, he could not help but secretly learn the Heaven and Earth Spin technique. Only then did he understand that the cultivation techniques in the Evil Emperor's inheritance were specially used to raise one's cultivation. As for martial techniques, there were no requirements.
He had been worried that he knew too few skills and that it would affect his combat ability. However, when he learned the skills of his enemies, he realized that these skills could not be compared to the nine sets of skills. There was no value in learning them. To put it bluntly, they were trash.
After last night's battle, Xie Tian let go of his worries for a long time. Yang Zhong had practiced hard for sixty years and had practiced a set of Mortal Rank Fist Art to the point where ghosts wailed and wolves howled. Since he had nine sets of comprehensive skills, why couldn't he practice them to an earth-shattering level?
It was not the lack of skills. It was the lack of mastery that was the problem.
Therefore, Xie Tian calmed himself down and put aside all his cultivation experience. As if it was his first time practicing the nine sets of skills, he used his clear mind to feel the nine sets of skills. His body that had been calm for a long time actually became active again.
This made him very excited. Although the nine sets of skills allowed him to reach the Brute Force State, it did not mean that the nine sets of skills were useless. On the contrary, it was as if the Brute Force State was the beginning of practicing the nine sets of skills.
He had cultivated for an entire night. His black clothes, which were already tattered, were now covered with a thin layer of black filth. His entire body was extremely smooth and clean.
Xie Tian did not know what Purification meant for a martial artist who wanted to step into the cultivation realm. He only knew one thing, and that was that his Tempered Body had not reached its peak.
This meant that he could produce Natal Inner Qi again!
And it must be a stronger Natal Inner Qi!
The excited Xie Tian did not notice that Zheng Yu, who had already woken up, looked like she had been struck by lightning.
Didn't he say that he could only Purification after reaching the Natal Realm?
What was going on with Xie Tian?
"F * ck, it's so scary so early in the morning …" Zheng Yu cursed darkly. She covered her nose and ran downstairs. Not long after, she returned with the new clothes. She opened her mouth and said coldly, "Hurry up and wash them. Half the street is empty!"
Xie Tian stopped and glanced at the black robes in Zheng Yu's hands. He shook his head and said, "I like black."
Zheng Yu said. "Black clothes," Zheng Tian said. "Tian" was "Qi". "Yu". "Black clothes."
"Change into a black one. I'm going to cook."
"Fu * k!"
Xie Tian couldn't even catch up with Brother Ma's cooking skills, let alone make a feast that was both delicious and fragrant. The two of them ate their fill with the colorful dishes, then sat by the broken wall with tea in their hands, looking in the direction of Bianliang City.
"It's almost noon. Why hasn't anyone come?" Xie Tian asked.
"Hehe. I'm afraid they want to gather together and attack you!"
"I'll go out and have a look."
After half an hour, Xie Tian came back and shook his head. "There are not many people outside the city. They are all spies."
"How is that possible?" Zheng Yu was surprised. "Thirty percent of the martial artists in Bianliang City!"
"I don't know," Xie Tian looked at the sky and said softly, "If no one comes by noon, we will leave."
"Where to?"
"To Mulan City first. Pass through Ink Town."
Xie Tian did not know that after the news of the Liu Family's annihilation spread to Yangshuo City, all the families' teams stopped and watched in Silence.
What were they watching?
They were waiting to see if the families that were the easiest to kill could kill Xie Tian.
Then, the Zheng Family, which was the most murderous family, appeared. Their faces were covered in dust, and their most talented disciple, Zheng Yu, had become Xie Tian's captive. The aristocratic families looked at each other, not knowing what to do.
"Let's wait. Yang Honest is almost here." An elder of the Xu Family said. Everyone nodded as if to them, Yang Honest was more reliable than the Zheng Family.
They waited for half a day, and under the night sky, they received an earth-shattering piece of news. After breaking Honest Yang's fist, Xie Tian broke the Yang Clan's spear, and the most shocking thing was that Xie Tian lost the 200 year old spear of the Yang Clan.
"Did you find it?"
This was the question everyone was most concerned about. Seeing the scouts shake their heads, the families were dumbfounded. Even the Xu Family's elder gave up on the last thought of advancing.
Thus, all the families stopped in a small town a hundred miles away from Yangshuo City. They were waiting for Bianliang's order. After the Liu Family, Zheng Family, and Yang Zhong failed, should they still kill Xie Tian? How?
The afterglow of the setting sun shone on Yangshuo, and the restaurant was already empty. Xie Tian, who was holding the pony, stood at the west gate of Yangshuo City. He looked back, then walked towards the direction of the sun without any reluctance.
It was exactly one day after Boss Jia and the others left. Xie Tian set off on time, but there were two more people beside him. One was the captive who led the pony, and the other was the second young master who carried the dung.
The empty-handed Xie Tian moved forward while cultivating nine sets of techniques. No matter how good Xie Tian's punches looked, Zheng Yu couldn't take it anymore after watching for two hours. He sneered, "You're already in the Inner Qi Realm. Why are you still cultivating such useless techniques? If you have the time, you might as well find yourself a suitable weapon. "
Xie Tian paused and thought of Yang Zhong's spear. He nodded in agreement and said, "Indeed, that spear is very powerful."
"It's not the spear that's powerful, it's all weapons that are powerful, okay?" Zheng Yu rolled his eyes and then asked curiously, "I've never seen you use a weapon. What are you good at?"
Xie Tian thought for a while and answered, "Shadow Moon Blade."
"I'm honored, but can you not be so shameless?" Zheng Yu's face darkened and he scolded, "Just use it. Don't talk nonsense, or I'll poison you!"
"I've used poison too."
Seeing that Zheng Yu was interested, Xie Tian told him about how he poisoned Li Yuanyang. He wasn't showing off, but he was asking for advice from a poison expert. After that, he looked at Zheng Yu with a burning gaze.
Zheng Yu was silent for a long time and then said, "Congratulations, you've learned how to use poison. Let's talk about weapons."
Xie Tian thought for a long time and shook his head, saying, "I don't know what I should use."
Zheng Yu patiently explained the pros and cons of various weapons to Xie Tian. Unfortunately, Xie Tian wasn't interested in any of them. Zheng Yu said angrily, "If you hadn't lost Yang Zhong's spear last night, even if you didn't die, you'd be seriously injured. Brat, don't be too pretentious, your life is more important."
"You care about me?"
Zheng Yu immediately became like a cat with its fur standing on end. He stomped his feet and scolded, "If it wasn't for you teaching this Young Master Heavenly Moon Shadow, would I be like this?"
"Didn't I teach you last night?" Xie Tian looked at Zheng Yu and asked seriously, "How much have you learned?"
"One … thirty to forty percent." Zheng Yu's face was covered in tears. In fact, he didn't even see it clearly.
Xie Tian nodded, "Your comprehension is not bad. You can go back after two or three more times."
"Don't!" Zheng Yu was shocked. If he couldn't learn Heavenly Moon Shadow because of his pretentiousness, his second uncle would definitely tear him apart. He smiled bitterly and said, "I also want to take this opportunity to travel to Chu Kingdom … Hey, where's the weapon we agreed on?"
"What a good spear!"
Tong Lang took out the Yang Clan's spear from the caravan's carriage and carefully looked at it. He praised, "It's hard without losing its softness, soft without losing its toughness. How much is this spear worth?"
The owner of the caravan rolled his eyes and said with a smile, "A thousand taels …"
"Here!" Tong Lang took out a banknote from his bosom and threw it to the owner. Then, with a slight shake of his wrist, the tip of the spear exploded, causing the ears of all the people within fifty feet to bleed.
Looking at Tong Lang's back and the ten taels banknote in his hand, the owner swallowed the word 'gold' that was stuck in his throat.
"Boss, we've lost a lot of money!"
"It's better than death."
It's better than death. These four simple words expressed the thoughts of many of the aristocratic family heads in Wuchen Temple.
The annihilation of the Liu Clan was a wake-up call for all the aristocratic families. Was it really necessary to risk the decline of their families to kill someone who didn't seem to be much of a threat to them?
Furthermore, could they really kill someone who even Honest Yang couldn't kill?
After serious consideration, all the family heads shook their heads.
"Everyone, don't think of turning back now!"
As if staying in Wuchen Temple for too long, the old eunuch had comprehended the Heart Reading Technique of Buddhism. He looked around at the family heads and said in a sinister voice, "Xie Tian has already said that he wants to become enemies with the entire Song Kingdom. Furthermore, Master Wu Chen is troubled by a demonic barrier because of Xie Tian. If we don't eliminate this demon, hehe, I'm afraid that Master Wu Chen won't even come out of seclusion when all of you die of old age!"
"Xie Tian is unstoppable. Sending people over is just sending them to their deaths."
"That's true. Furthermore, this lad has improved by leaps and bounds through killing. Our actions are not appropriate."
…
Zhao Ye's sinister gaze swept across the crowd. He said indifferently, "There are no useless people in the world, only people who don't know how to use people! Even if they can't kill Xie Tian, they can do their best to harass him. When the experts arrive, they can take advantage of his fatigue to take his life! Great companion! "
"This old servant is here!"
"Take my imperial sword and command the world!" Zhao Ye stood up and left with a flick of his sleeves. The domineering murderous voice actually disturbed the Buddhist Qi of Wuchen Temple. "But those who want to take Xie Tian's life, other than Qingping, can choose my princess!"
Everyone was shocked. With this order, Zhao Ye had truly placed Xie Tian in the position of the world's enemy. With the princess as bait, how many people in the world would take the bait?
They didn't know.
But at least a few of them felt their hearts beating very fast.
The golden Buddha emitted a peaceful and tranquil Buddhist light, but it couldn't give Zhao Ye even a trace of peace. Thousands of people chased after Xie Tian, and the only one he had the most hope for was Yang Zhong.
But Yang Zhong was defeated, and it was a laughable defeat.
The people in the world laughed at Yang Zhong, and they laughed at him, the emperor. Because everyone knew that Yang Zhong was so loyal that no matter what he did, he represented the emperor's will. Therefore, Yang Zhong didn't dare to leave the palace for twenty years, and he didn't dare to do anything! Therefore, Yang Zhong's defeat was the emperor's defeat!
Before this, his determination to kill Xie Tian might have wavered due to external factors. But now, he swore that he would not rest until he killed Xie Tian!
"Great companion."
As if he knew that the old eunuch had entered the Mercy Hall, Zhao Ye's cold voice sounded very calm. "You may have to go."
"It's my honor to share Your Majesty's worries."
The old eunuch bowed and accepted the order. Looking at the floor, Zhao Ye's trembling hands still lingered in his old eyes. He had served the emperor for decades, but he had never seen the emperor so angry.
"If you meet Yang Zhong, tell him that he doesn't need to come back."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
The old eunuch didn't need to bring poisonous wine and white silk with him, because Yang Zhong met Tong Lang. The honest Yang Zhong only had eyes for the spear, not the eldest disciple of Red Cloud Peak.
"That's my spear."
"I am Tong Lang."
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