The Great Martial Saint!

Chapter 433: Xue Family's Plot, Tianxiang Courtesan (asking for monthly ticket~)

Xue Mingde's promotion ceremony ended, but the corresponding reception and arrangements had just begun. The participants in Xue Mingde's promotion ceremony were either rich or noble, and the leaders of the top forces in the county could not even get a seat.

It can be said that everyone present, in their respective spheres of influence, would be able to cause a deafening sound with just the stomping of their feet. Under such circumstances, the arrangements after the promotion ceremony were not just a simple reception. Instead, it became a large-scale social event of extremely high standards.

Among these forces, there may be conflicts of interest or various demands. There was no suitable opportunity before, but now, through this opportunity, they can get to know each other.

In this social event, there is naturally a corresponding contempt chain. The core leaders of a county's top power are not as good as the ruler of the top power, the ruler of the top power is not as good as the deputy officer of a county, and the deputy officer of a county is not as good as the chief officer of a county.

As the deputy governor of Beicang and the person in charge of Beicang, Chen Pingan naturally holds an absolute dominant position in this social feast.

Even the pseudo-masters from the Canglong Prefecture Pacification Office came over to make friends and exchanged a few words from time to time.

However, compared to the rush of others, Chen Ping'an's mind was not here at all. In terms of his current real realm, such occasions undoubtedly had a bit of a playful flavor.

Before the feast was over, Chen Pingan got up early and prepared to leave. As the core of the occasion, his actions naturally attracted a series of attention.

"Sir Chen, why don't you do me the honor of staying for a while? I have specially arranged a gift for Tianxiang Tower, and I only hope to share this elegance with you, Sir." Xue Mingde smiled and looked warm, as if the entanglement of yesterday had never existed at all.

"Thank you Lord Xue for your kindness. I have something important to attend to, so I'll leave you first." Chen Ping'an looked indifferent, with an unquestionable power in his tone.

Xue Mingde kept smiling and tried to persuade Chen Pingan a few more times. But when he saw that Chen Pingan had made up his mind, he stopped talking.

This scene was seen by many people, and some powerful representatives could not help but secretly envy Chen Ping'an's detachment. He could leave whenever he wanted, without worrying about anyone's face. Even if the owner of this place personally persuaded him, he could stick to his heart and do what he wanted.

There is no need to change your true inner thoughts for anyone. This may be another way to use power.

Fan Zhengheng was also surprised by Chen Ping'an's reaction, but he didn't think much about it and laughed and talked happily with the people beside him.

Wang Lingzhi held up the cup with great dignity. He glanced at Chen Ping'an's back from a distance, with a hint of contempt in his eyes.

"A peasant is a peasant. He has no idea of ​​the importance of connections! Even if I give you a chance, you are useless! Chen Pingan, no matter how talented you are, what can you do in this situation? "

"You are so shameless! You are courting death!"

Where no one could see, a hint of viciousness flashed beneath Xue Mingde's gentle expression.

hum~
In the room, Chen Pingan sat cross-legged, his brows shining with spiritual light.

As a supreme divine skill, the difficulty of practicing the Ten Thousand Demons Body Forging Technique was much higher than that of the Soul-Severing Sword Technique. Even though he had adapted to it for such a long time, his overall practice efficiency had not been effectively improved.

However, although the progress of cultivation was tepid, Chen Pingan had a better understanding of the Ten Thousand Demons Body Forging Technique. Now that he had achieved success in martial arts and had a broadened vision, in addition to being able to gain a large amount of insights with the help of the gold finger panel when his skills broke through, he could also gain a lot of cultivation insights in his daily practice.

He has a solid foundation and rich resources, so it is not surprising that this phenomenon occurs.

He was now in the middle stage of Yuheng, and had already made great progress. On the spiritual platform between his eyebrows, the embryonic form of the spiritual fruit also had a faint feeling of roundness and crystal.

According to Chen Ping'an's judgment, after the Ten Thousand Demons Body Forging Technique is fully developed, he will be considered to have truly cultivated the middle stage of Yu Heng to perfection. However, before that, with the Ten Thousand Demons Body Forging Technique being a minor success, he should be able to fully possess the combat power of a top master.

With the blessing of the Ten Thousand Demons Blood Evil, he was surrounded by blood evil, which had a strong suppressive effect on the martial arts practitioners within the range. At that time, relying on his dragon-like body skills, it would be possible to kill the old master of the middle stage of Yuheng! As for the master, it is not difficult to take him down in a few moves if he uses all his strength. However, if you want to kill him on the spot, you still need to spend a little effort.

Unconsciously, Chen Pingan has grown to this point. What was a rare existence for him at the beginning has now become the basic standard for him to measure combat power.

Even when he truly reached the middle stage of Yuheng, he could easily kill these most ordinary Grandmasters. Given the absolute difference in combat power, no matter how many trump cards he had, he could not cross this insurmountable chasm.

For example, the old master of the middle stage of Yuheng would probably be in danger in front of Chen Pingan who was using all his strength. Perhaps only those who were close to the top masters and had some hidden cards could escape the disaster by chance.

Chen Ping'an's body was faintly tinged with a layer of rich blood red, which looked a little weird. However, every time the spiritual light between his eyebrows flashed, this weird feeling would disappear.

+1!

A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step! Accumulate day by day and you will achieve something!
Chen Pingan moved the Qi for more than ten times, and until he entered the breathing adjustment stage, he did not sense Fan Zhengheng's return. It seemed that Fan Zhengheng would not come back tonight.

At Fan Zhengheng's level, although his combat power can be improved by studying secret techniques, practicing hard, and borrowing external objects, the overall cost-effectiveness is extremely low.

At the pseudo-grandmaster level, the path to martial arts is basically cut off. No matter how hard you try, you can't make any progress. Even if you can improve your combat power to 99% of that of a formal grandmaster, you can't escape this long-established framework.

No matter how you practice, it is impossible to increase your lifespan even a little bit. There may be pseudo-grandmasters who are still obsessed with improving their combat power. But for most pseudo-grandmasters, these are not the most important things.

Because of their different personalities, each pseudo-master pursues different things. Some pursue fame and fortune, some pursue power, and some pursue pleasure.

People like Fan Zhengheng pursue power and enjoy every experience of power. The strong wine and beautiful woman are the natural derivatives of power. Fan Zhengheng will not let go of this opportunity during Xue Mingde's promotion ceremony.

Among the pseudo-grandmasters, except for those who used secret methods to force their powers, Fan Zhengheng's combat power was at the bottom. This was due to his personality.

Everyone in the Weishui Pacification Office respected Fan Zhengheng as if he were a god. For the lower-level sergeants and the middle-level chief sergeant commanders, Fan Zhengheng was everyone's heart and soul, and he was the strongest man who controlled the fortune of the county city.

But to Chen Ping'an, Fan Zhengheng was just an ordinary person who had no long-term ambitions, was content with pleasure, and was a little calculating.

People are like this. When that layer of filter is gone, you will find that the people you usually respect are just ordinary people like you.

For example, in the biography, there is a classic plot that often appears, where the servants use their inferiors to defeat the ladies and master the core secrets of their training. This kind of plot is irresistible. The core of it is the filter.

Your daughter is my plaything!
Early the next morning, before daybreak, someone came and waited carefully outside, asking the gatekeeper to pass on the message.

"Sir, this is an invitation from Lord Xue. Please attend today's lunch." Xiong Sanrang said respectfully. Speaking of which, he spoke in a rough voice, but his words and actions were very measured, and there was nothing to criticize.

"Back!" Chen Pingan waved his hand.

"Yes." Xiong Sanrang responded respectfully. "Is this what Lord Chen replied?" Xue Mingde's voice was calm and steady, with a sense of authority.

The manager who was passing on the message below felt as if he was in the midst of the waves, which made it difficult for him to breathe, and beads of sweat unconsciously seeped out of his forehead.

"In reply to your question, sir, this is what the guard beside Lord Chen said. I think this is what Lord Chen meant." The steward answered cautiously, fearing that he would accidentally anger Xue Mingde.

"Okay." Xue Mingde's voice was calm, without any hint of abnormality: "Leave."

"Thank you, sir." The steward stepped back hastily as if he had been pardoned.

But just as he stepped out of the door, he felt a surge in the room, the air was violent, as if a huge wave had been set off.

"Chen Ping'an, you are so ungrateful that you missed my last kindness and also missed your last chance to live. Since you want to die so much..." Xue Mingde's face instantly became ferocious and terrifying, his eyes flashing with bloodthirsty cold light like a beast: "Then I will grant your wish!"

During the day, Chen Pingan moved the Qi around more than ten times, which slowed down the progress of his practice of the Ten Thousand Demons Body Forging Technique.

Fan Zhengheng hadn't returned yet, but Chen Ping'an wasn't anxious. He had already made up his mind that if Fan Zhengheng hadn't returned tonight, he would go back to the city early tomorrow morning.

Calculating the time, Xiong Sanrang's latest appointment should have been finalized. Another matter that was previously arranged should have also come to a conclusion.

Just when Chen Ping'an thought that Fan Zhengheng would not come back tonight, Fan Zhengheng came back in a carriage, and brought back a charming woman with a face as rosy as peach blossoms and a complexion as white as the clouds.

"Sir Chen, this is the courtesan of Tianxiang Tower, Tao Yan'er." Fan Zhengheng had a ruddy complexion and looked full of energy. When he saw Chen Ping'an, he explained with a smile.

"I haven't met Lord Chen yet." Fan Zhengheng turned around and said seriously.

Hearing this, Tao Yan'er bowed gracefully, squeezing out her overly rounded chest. She lowered her eyebrows and spoke in a gentle voice, with a hint of shyness and coquettishness: "I am Tao Yan'er, and I greet Master Chen. I wish you good health and happiness, and everything goes well."

Chen Pingan took a deep look at her, with a hint of amusement in his heart: "Miss Tao Yan'er, there is no need to be polite, please stand up!"

"Thank you for your grace, sir." Tao Yan'er stood up with a smile.

Fan Zhengheng looked at Chen Ping'an and thought that he was mesmerized by Tao Yan'er's beauty, and a hint of complacency appeared in his eyes.

If Chen Pingan was still his former subordinate, he would not have done so. But now Chen Pingan has been promoted to the deputy governor of Beicang, and his status is extraordinary. The beauty in his arms can make the other party quite fascinated, and he naturally feels an indescribable sense of satisfaction in his heart.

"Sir Chen, are you waiting for me?" Fan Zhengheng asked with a smile.

Chen Pingan looked calm and expressed his intention to return tomorrow. Fan Zhengheng had no objection to this. Xue Mingde's promotion ceremony was over, and there was really nothing that required them to stay. After setting the tone, Chen Pingan did not want to talk any more and left.

"Master Chen, walk slowly."

Fan Zhengheng looked at Tao Yan'er eagerly, and at the latter's shy response, he laughed and carried her into the room.

Early in the morning of the second day, two tall, wide, specially made black vehicles slowly drove away from Liyang County City, escorted by a group of guards.

The team seemed to be no different from when they came, the only difference was that there was an extra woman in Fan Zhengheng's carriage, Tao Yaner, the courtesan of Tianxiang Tower.

When they left, Xue Mingde came to see them off symbolically. During this time, Xue Mingde looked normal, without any abnormality.

The carriage moved slowly and the accompanying team was orderly and solemn.

Chen Pingan sat cross-legged in the carriage, his brows sparkling with spiritual light. The situation in Fan Zhengheng's carriage beside him was clearly visible and perceptible to him.

"A worm hidden in the stomach?" Chen Ping'an's mouth curled up in a subtle arc, hiding a bit of curiosity and amusement, "Interesting."

In an instant, his mind seemed to be intertwined with thousands of threads, and his thoughts flashed like lightning. His expression was as deep as the ocean, and beneath the calm surface there was a surging undercurrent.

After just a few breaths, his mind calmed down, as if he had returned to tranquility like a lake in autumn. He slowly closed his eyes, and his entire body was immersed in an inexplicable silence.

hum~
The spiritual light between his eyebrows trembled slightly, and the true energy in his body slowly flowed and circulated throughout his body.

+1!

Thirty miles away from Yang County, at the foot of a rocky mountaintop, an old man with gray hair sat cross-legged. The old man was thin, his eye sockets were slightly sunken, and a faint glow appeared.

Although the old man was sitting cross-legged here, his aura was restrained and hidden deep inside. Even if someone walked by not far in front of him, they would not notice his presence at all.

"Cough, cough, cough." The old man suddenly coughed violently, his throat was sweet and bloody. He quickly took out a white jade porcelain bottle from his arms and poured out a round green pill. He tilted his head slightly and swallowed it.

After a dozen breaths, the old man's dry cough began to subside. As he continued to dissolve the drug's power, his expression changed slightly, and a black jar appeared in his hand. When he opened the jar, a black poisonous insect the size of a finger was rolling around crazily, its body twisted into various strange postures, as if it was suffering from unspeakable pain.

The old man stared at the poisonous insect writhing in agony in the black jar, and remained speechless, finally letting out a long sigh. He moved his palm slightly, and the black jar disappeared in his hand.

He stood up slowly, his eyes passing through the numerous obstacles before him, towards the distant and blurry horizon.

"Chen Ping'an, the Rough Blade. It seems that you made a wrong decision after all!"

The old man's voice was low, with a hint of thunder, which was totally inconsistent with his skinny and shriveled appearance.

"What a pity! A generation of genius is about to fall."

If there is someone who is familiar with him, he will definitely recognize his identity.

The Grandmaster of the Xue Family, the Seven Stars Meridian Sealing Technique, Xue Shishun!

(End of this chapter)