I became a god by eating monsters, and I became immortal by killing monsters.

Chapter 46 Killing the Cat

Zhao Gongli's kindness to Feng Xuan is as heavy as a mountain.

If it weren’t for Zhao Gongli’s help.

Even Feng Xuan from Blue Star, who is used to seeing the autumn moon and spring breeze.

It is not certain that he could survive in Ping'an County, a small town that is not safe at all.

At this time, Zhao Gongli knelt on the ground, completely regarding Feng Xuan as the last hope of Ping'an County.

"Although this is not the place where I was born and raised."

“But I’ve been here for twenty years.”

“How many twenty years can a person have in his life?”

"If possible, Xuan'er, I hope you can save this place."

"Old Man Liu who sells steamed buns and Aunt Zhang who sells cold noodles, they all watched you grow up."

Among all the people Zhao Gongli knows.

Maybe it’s only the boy in front of me.

Willing to take action for this ordinary little town.

"At least, let me see Magistrate Liu."

"As the lord of a county, he has the right to know the movements of the mountain god."

Feng Xuan's appearance is painted at the gate of the county town, and the painting is lifelike.

Anyone who sees him can recognize Feng Xuan at a glance.

When Liu Chang saw Feng Xuan, besides being surprised, there was a complicated expression in his eyes.

"I should have arrested you!"

As soon as those words were spoken, the atmosphere in the room dropped to freezing point.

Feng Xuan was not in a hurry. He picked up the teapot on the table, poured himself a cup of tea, and sipped it slowly.

"It seems that the county magistrate is not an honest and upright official!"

Liu Chang smiled and picked up the teacup as well.

"You know, I am a retainer of Prince Longyang."

Feng Xuan's movements paused slightly, then he put down the teacup, stood up and left.

Liu Chang's voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard by Feng Xuan.

"Half a year ago, right here."

"I made a pact with your father."

Feng Xuan shook his head helplessly. His adoptive father was really a worry.

He turned around and looked Liu Chang up and down.

Only then did Feng Xuan realize that Liu Chang's cultivation was not inferior to his.

Even better than him.

"It turns out that the County Master is a cultivator who keeps a low profile."

"No wonder he became Long Yang's retainer."

Liu Chang shook his head helplessly again.

"The white tiger in Jingting Mountain should have broken through the barrier and escaped."

"But half a year ago, someone damaged his foundation with a high-level sword technique."

Feng Xuan's eyes narrowed, and a trace of murderous intent locked onto Liu Chang.

Liu Chang calmly picked up the teacup and took another sip.

"Although the white tiger was seriously injured, it also gave it the opportunity to go further."

"Calculating the time, Baihu will probably be able to come out of seclusion in another year or so."

Zhao Gongli, who had been guarding the door, suddenly pushed it open and walked in.

He looked at Liu Chang with some resentment.

The murderous intent in Feng Xuan's eyes became stronger and stronger.

"So, for half a year, you begged my father to take action against that old cat?"

Liu Chang nodded and did not deny it.

"But I didn't expect that the Beigong family actually had a secret deal with that person."

"I was careless for a moment and let your father be ambushed."

Feng Xuan took a deep breath and suppressed the murderous intent in his heart.

"One last question, what is my father's level of cultivation?"

Liu Chang shook his head: "I don't know!"

Click!

The bluestone bricks on the ground shattered into pieces, and Feng Xuan's eyes turned bloodshot.

"County Magistrate Liu, from my perception, you are at least a fourth-rank cultivator."

"You don't know my father's cultivation?"

Zhao Gongli looked at Liu Chang in disbelief.

Liu Chang smiled bitterly: "Your father's cultivation level has always been the fourth level."

"But he was able to easily defeat me, a mid-level fourth-level warrior."

"And your father also possesses the magical power of the Blue Luan Weeping Blood." "I have never seen a fourth-level cultivator as powerful as him."

“Even in the Dao Vein Sect’s main country, Qin, there are very few fourth-level cultivators as powerful as Brother Feng.”

Feng Xuan suddenly fell silent and restrained the murderous intent emanating from him.

Although he is only at the peak of the third level.

But he has learned the two killing swords "Wanjie" and "Tiansha".

He is confident that he can kill Liu Chang.

Liu Chang didn't know what to say.

He thought for a moment, then took out a token and a mask and placed them on the table.

"The Xuanjing Division previously sent people to investigate the old man in Jingting Mountain."

“Its state is extremely unstable.”

"Maybe today or tomorrow I will be able to break through."

"It's possible that I'll never be able to leave Jingting Mountain again in my lifetime."

"You want to avenge your father, but whether it's the Beigong family or that old white tiger, it's beyond your current capabilities."

"Go practice!"

"With the terrifying talent you have shown now, as long as you break through the fifth level, you will stand at the top of Jiang Country."

"Even Lu Zigan and Jiang Mingkong can't stop you."

Feng Xuan felt a little melancholy.

He now understood the whole truth of the matter.

The person in front of him could be considered the one who knew his adoptive father best in the entire Ping'an County.

Liu Chang pointed at the token and said, "This is what your father left me."

"He said at the time, if you can break through the third level, you can take this token to Taiyi Mountain in Qin State."

"There's what you need."

He gestured to the mask again.

"As for this mask..."

Liu Chang hesitated for a moment, but still handed it to Feng Xuan reluctantly.

"I originally wanted to keep this mask."

"But now you need it even more."

"It can mask your aura and change your appearance."

"As long as their cultivation level doesn't exceed yours, it will be difficult to detect your disguise."

"Your father also used the special effects of this mask."

"Only then can we unexpectedly inflict heavy damage on that old white tiger."

Feng Xuan took the token, but looked down on the mask.

"Since you like it, I'll leave it to you as a souvenir!"

After saying this, he turned around and rode away on the wind, leaving no chance for Liu Chang and Zhao Gongli to keep him.

After a while, Meng Jiao suddenly appeared beside Feng Xuan like a ghost.

"That's the Thousand Illusions Mask, and you actually gave it up!"

"Do you know that we fought for this mask back then?"

"The Red River War broke out directly among the four nations of Nanzhou."

"The number of soldiers killed and wounded is countless."

Feng Xuan didn't even turn his head, but just asked lightly.

"If I give you such a valuable mask, would you dare to accept it?"

Meng Jiao suddenly fell silent.

Even if he is the prince of the Southern Barbarian Kingdom.

He also knew very well that it was a crime to possess a treasure.

If such a mask is in the hands of a fifth-level strongman.

Then, no one in the five regions of the world will be able to escape the assassination of this powerful man.

Meng Jiao was unwilling in his heart, but he murmured softly.

"Didn't they say it was taken away by Qin's Tianchen Jun?"

"How could it end up in such a small county like Ping'an?"

Maybe Meng Jiao just said it unintentionally, or maybe he did it on purpose.

Feng Xuan, however, carefully remembered the name "Tianchen Jun".

After getting away from Ping'an County, Feng Xuan stopped and looked at Meng Jiao.

"The old white cat can't be killed, so why are you still following me?"

Meng Jiao touched his nose, widened his eyes, and looked as if he suddenly understood.

"You're right!"

"I'm looking for you so I can team up with you to kill the big cat."

"Since the big cats can't be killed, can we kill the kittens?"

(End of this chapter)