In Chu Xiu's eyes, Yuan Tianfang was old, afraid, and had misgivings in his heart. But in Yuan Tianfang's eyes, wasn't Chu Xiu the same?
After returning to the Zhenwu Hall, Chu Xiu immediately holed up inside, not even daring to show his face. This also made Yuan Tianfang and his subordinates more and more arrogant. They could be said to be unscrupulous.
Although there were many complaints in the Jianghu, and even the Northern Yan Imperial Court had some complaints, Xiang Long did not intervene. Moreover, to Xiang Long's surprise, Chu Xiu did not appear to look for him.
This made Xiang Long feel very strange. He wanted to see how long this Chu Xiu could last.
However, before Xiang Long arrived, someone else had already found him. It was Taoist Wuyang.
Seeing that Chu Xiu was actually still in seclusion in the Zhenwu Hall, Taoist Wuyang could not help but say, "I say, Official Chu, that old guy Yuan Tianfang has gone too far. Aren't you going to do something about it?"
Previously, when Chu Xiu was in charge of the Zhenwu Hall, Taoist Wuyang did not have much power, but at least his pitiful strength was not seized by Chu Xiu.
Now that Yuan Tianfang was in charge of the Zhenwu Hall, his group of disciples and disciples had no scruples. Even the power that originally belonged to Taoist Wuyang was directly seized.
That Jiuao Taoist Wuyang was not in his eyes at all. He was also afraid of Yuan Tianfang.
Chu Xiu said indifferently, "That is an expert in the True Fire Spirit Refinement Realm. His position in the Yinmo Clan is even higher than mine. What do you want me to do? Since I can't beat him, I'll just keep a low profile. Taoist Wuyang, you are a sensible person. You don't have to encourage me here. I won't make a move now. "
Taoist Wuyang looked suspiciously at Chu Xiu.
As far as he knew, this was not Chu Xiu's character. Was he, Chu Xiu, the kind of person who would endure silently?
Moreover, since Chu Xiu said that he would not make a move now, did that mean that Chu Xiu would make a move in the future?
However, it was clear that Chu Xiu did not wish to say anything. Thus, Daoist Wuyang could only leave for the time being.
After Daoist Wuyang left, a cold glint appeared in Chu Xiu's eyes.
It wasn't that he couldn't tolerate it, but it depended on whether there was any value in tolerating it.
Now that the opportunity had not come, of course, he had to endure for the time being. If there was a chance, Chu Xiu would not be like Yuan Tianfang, who had scruples about this and that. In terms of craziness, in fact, Chu Xiu was not inferior to the young Yuan Tianfang.
At this moment, in Yan Jing City, a monk in gray robes in his thirties followed the flow of people and walked silently into the city.
This monk in gray robes had the strength of the Unity of Heaven and Human Realm. At this age, he was not considered weak. He wore a bamboo hat, like a wandering monk that covered his face. However, at this moment, under the bamboo hat, was a face that hid hatred and murderous intent.
This monk was called Zong Ping, and he was a disciple of the Great Light Temple's Vajra Courtyard.
Of course, he also had a layman's name, Feng Changfeng. His father was the head of the Feng family, who had been publicly killed by Chu Xiu as a warning to others.
The Great Light Temple was selecting disciples in the entire Northern Lands. The head of the Feng family could be said to be ecstatic that Zong Ping was able to enter the Great Light Temple.
Although the Great Light Temple would not take the initiative to help a small family like the Feng family, there was Zong Ping. Everyone knew that his son was a disciple of the Great Light Temple, and he was also Zong Xuan's junior brother. In the future, he would definitely be able to borrow some glory, so all the major forces were very polite to the Feng family.
Not long ago, Zong Ping received news that the entire Feng family had been annihilated!
To be honest, Zong Ping did not like the Feng family, and he did not like that father of his.
His mother was only one of his father's dozen or so concubines, and she was frail and sickly. When he was born, his mother died from a difficult labor, so he was also seen as an inauspicious person. From the time he was born, the amount of time he had spent with his father was not as much as when he had been selected as a disciple of the Great Light Temple.
Furthermore, he did not like that utilitarian father of his and the Feng family, which was not big, but had a lot of scheming.
However, no matter what, that was still his home, the Feng family that he was born into!
After learning this news, Zong Ping did not eat or drink for three days. The elders of the sect had tried to persuade him to let it go.
When could all the gratitude and grudges, right and wrong be settled?
Unfortunately, Zong Ping's Buddhist Dharma cultivation was not up to par.
He understood all these principles. Once he became a monk, he would be completely cut off from the secular world. The Great Light Temple could not possibly fight to the death with Chu Xiu for the family of a disciple like him.
Furthermore, Zong Ping's background would also gain the sympathy of the teachers of the Great Light Temple, and they would take more care of him.
However, principles were principles, and choices were choices.
His family had been destroyed, and his hatred was as deep as the sea!
Zong Ping could not let go of this hatred!
Even though he knew that the other party was a famous devil in the Pugilistic World, and he was just a little monk from the Great Light Temple, Zong Ping still came.
He held a porcelain bottle tightly in his arms. That was the key to Zong Ping's confidence in taking revenge.
Although the two of them were only one realm apart, this realm was a world of difference. Zong Ping did not even dare to dream about killing Chu Xiu with his own strength.
Therefore, if he wanted to kill Chu Xiu, he could only rely on external forces.
That porcelain bottle contained the Seven Nights Devouring Heart Powder of the Five Poison Sect. Even if a martial arts grandmaster came into contact with it, as long as they did not have the antidote within seven days, they would definitely die.
Speaking of which, Zong Ping's possession of this thing was related to Chu Xiu.
Originally, the Pugilistic World was very disdainful of all kinds of venomous insects, poisons, and the like. They thought that it was just a small trick and would not amount to much.
However, since the last time Chu Xiu used the Broken Intestine Insect to kill Fang Jinwu, this kind of despicable thing was recognized by people.
As long as you had a certain level of strength, coupled with this kind of external object, once you performed well, it was not difficult for the weak to defeat the strong.
Therefore, since that time, many people in the Pugilistic World were collecting these things, and the Great Light Temple was collecting these insidious things.
This Seven Nights Devouring Heart Powder was obtained from a bandit from West Chu after Zong Ping killed him. Presumably, that person wanted to sell this thing to Northern Yan and make a big profit.
In the end, before he could hand it over, Zong Ping learned that even his family had been destroyed. In Zong Ping's view, this was the cycle of heaven, and retribution.
This was Chu Xiu's retribution!
Looking at the huge Yan Jing City, Zong Ping furrowed his brows.
He had been to Yan Jing City before, but he was not very familiar with it.
Most importantly, he was not familiar with Chu Xiu.
Even if he wanted to poison him, he had to first find out about Chu Xiu's information, and then get close to Chu Xiu.
Looking around, Zong Ping walked into a random restaurant in Yan Jing City.
Zong Ping was not a greenhorn in the Pugilistic World. Among the Zong generation in the Great Light Temple, he was considered to be quite strong, so he had long been in the Pugilistic World. He was very familiar with the various secrets and tricks of the Pugilistic World.
He did not understand Chu Xiu's information habits, but others did, such as Wind Sweeping Tower.
Wind Sweeping Tower's Anemophilia liked to stay in the restaurant the most, because it was accessible from all directions, and the information was the best.
Sure enough, on the top floor of the restaurant, there was a warrior in his thirties, who was dressed in luxurious clothes, but had his sleeves rolled up. He had two folding fans on his back, and he had two small mustaches on the corners of his mouth. He looked neither fish nor fowl, and he was bragging with a circle of warriors.
Zong Ping walked to his side, and whispered, "There's a big business coming."
When that Anemophilia heard the words big business, he immediately became excited, and waved his hand, saying, "I'll tell you about the Righteous and Demonic Wars later, I'm here for business!"
For Anemophilia, the thing that could make them the most excited was to discover big news, and the other was to sell big news.
Bringing Zong Ping into the private room, that Anemophilia asked, "What kind of news would this Master like to buy?"
Zong Ping said lightly, "How do you know I'm a Master? Just because someone wears a monk's robe, does that mean he's a monk? "
That Anemophilia chuckled and said, "Of course, someone who wears a monk's robe is not necessarily a monk, but I can guarantee that Master is definitely a monk, and a monk from the Great Light Temple.
Master, every move you make has a certain regularity. Only the disciples of the Great Light Temple would be so strict when they first enter the sect, through all kinds of exercises that train the disciples' perseverance and patience.
And Master, your right hand is always subconsciously placed below your heart, that's obviously the action of twisting the prayer beads often. Adding all these together, if you're still not a monk, then I can't think of any other possibilities. "
Zong Ping nodded and said, "The wind agent of the Wind Sweeping Tower really lives up to his reputation."
That Anemophilia smiled and said, "Master, please excuse me. May I ask what kind of news Master is prepared to buy?"
Zong Ping said in a deep voice, "News about Chu Xiu! Everything about Chu Xiu, Chu Xiu's daily routine, and so on! "
That Anemophilia suddenly shivered, and hurriedly said, "Master, it's not that I don't want to sell it to you, but you also know Chu Xiu's identity, it's too sensitive, I really don't dare to sell it! If you really want it, go to the headquarters of the Wind Sweeping Tower and buy it from the Tower Master and the Deputy Tower Master. Only they would dare to sell this kind of news. "
Zong Ping frowned, just to buy a piece of news, did he have to go so far to Eastern Qi? And the news he got from Eastern Qi was also outdated.
"What are you afraid of? Afraid of Chu Xiu? "
The wind agent from the Wind Sweeping Tower smiled bitterly and said, "In the whole of Northern Yan, how many people can you find who aren't afraid of Chu Xiu?"
Zong Ping said coldly, "You're afraid of Chu Xiu, but aren't you afraid of me? Do you really think that a monk wouldn't dare to kill? "
Zong Ping's body bloomed with a murderous intent. He had also killed people, and not just a few. Of course, most of them were demonic villains or bandits.
This time, he was forced into a corner and could only resort to this kind of coercion.
"Don't, don't! Master, please calm down, I'll sell the information … No! I'll give it to you for free, Master. I just hope that you won't tell anyone about me. "
Hearing that Anemophilia said so, Zong Ping said calmly, "Don't worry, I know the rules of the Wind Sweeping Tower, I won't reveal any of my plans. However, during this period, you must send me information at all times, or else, you know the consequences. "
After taking the information about Chu Xiu, Zong Ping left the restaurant.
However, behind him, the news agent from the pugilistic world changed his terrified expression. He spat in disdain and said, "Even the monks from the Temple of Great Light are here to fight? No matter how ruthless you are, can you be more ruthless than that Lord? You were the one who broke the rules first, so don't blame me for being too quick with my mouth. After all, I'm old acquaintances with that Lord. "
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