The Young Ranger Jiang Yin

"Gu Santong?"

Jiang Yin was surprised. He never expected to hear the name Gu Santong from Ping Yizhi's mouth.

Is there any friendship between these two people?

But soon, he accepted this setting.

In this world of comprehensive martial arts, anything can happen.

"I didn't expect that you, at such a young age, have heard of this name."

From Jiang Yin's expression, Ping Yizhi could easily infer that he knew this person.

"Even though twenty years have passed, there should still be many people who remember this name."

Jiang Yin said in a low voice.

"Yes, he is indeed a person who is hard to forget."

A look of nostalgia emerged on Ping Yizhi's face.

It is obvious that he and Gu Santong have a close relationship.

"Are you friends with Gu Santong?" "We were brothers who shared life and death. But that guy always likes to run around everywhere, which is why he gets into trouble."

Ping Yizhi sighed, obviously feeling somewhat resentful towards Gu Santong.

"I see. But the whereabouts of Gu Santong is known to everyone, so I don't need to ask specifically. He lost to Zhu Wusi twenty years ago and has been imprisoned on the ninth floor of the Heavenly Prison."

"I know. But twenty years have passed, and I want to know whether he is alive or dead."

"I can tell you this without going to the capital. Gu Santong is still alive. However, he was severely injured by Zhu Wusi's Pure Yang Finger 20 years ago and has never recovered.

Add to that twenty years in prison, and I’m afraid he won’t live long.”

"Gu...Gu Santong is dying?"

Ping Yizhi said in surprise.

"Zhu Wusi has not been very kind to him. He has not been given a full meal in the past twenty years. It is not easy for him to survive until now."

"Asshole! This damn Zhu Wusi!"

Ping Yizhi was furious and slammed his palm on the table. The table instantly broke into pieces!

What a powerful palm force!

Jiang Yin was quite surprised when he saw this.

Ping Yizhi is also a master, and at least a grandmaster.

What Jiang Yin was more concerned about was Ping Yizhi's attitude.

It seems that he has a really good relationship with Gu Santong.

After venting his anger with a palm strike, Ping Yizhi's anger was slightly relieved, and he looked at Jiang Yin.

"How do you know about this?"

"Doctor Ping, you don't need to doubt the authenticity of this news, nor do you need to inquire about the source of the news. You just need to know that I have no need to lie to you."

"You're such a tight-lipped kid."

Ping Yizhi complained, but he seemed to be thinking about something in his heart.

"If Doctor Ping has nothing else to say, I will take my leave."

After Jiang Yin finished speaking, he was about to leave.

At this time, Ping Yizhi said: "Wait."

"Anything else?" "You are able to know such secret information, which shows that you are not a simple person. I want to ask you to do another thing."

"Is it also related to Gu Santong?"

"Yes. I want you to take a letter to Gu Santong."

"Are you kidding, Doctor Ping? Gu Santong is on the ninth floor of the Heavenly Prison. I can't just go in whenever I want."

Jiang Yin quickly refused.

"I know you have the ability. As long as you are willing to help me, I can agree to three conditions."

Hearing this, Jiang Yin was about to refuse, after all, this matter was not easy.

But the task that emerged from the system made him change his mind.

"New mission: Bring Ping Yizhi's letter to Gu Santong. Mission reward: one cubic meter of storage space."

Storage space?

This is good stuff.

You don’t need to carry luggage when traveling anymore.

Apart from anything else, Jiang Yin was carrying four swords on his back, which was very inconvenient. Seeing that Jiang Yin did not reject him immediately, Ping Yizhi felt that his reward had touched the other party.

This did not seem strange to him.

After all, there are few people in the world who don't want the miracle doctor to owe them a favor so that they can add an extra layer of protection to their lives.

Even if you don't need it, your family and friends may need it.

"Okay, let me help you."

"Great! Wait a moment, I'll go write the letter."

Jiang Yin nodded slightly and did not refuse.

Ping Yizhi returned to the room and began to write.

In the hall, Jiang Yin was thinking about how to bring the letter to Gu Santong.

It is not easy to enter and exit the ninth level of the Heavenly Prison, but he can think of two ways.

One is to disguise himself as a jailer, sneak into the prison, and then wait for an opportunity to go to the ninth floor of the prison to find Gu Santong.

The second method is to deliberately get captured and taken to the Heavenly Prison, and enter the ninth floor of the Heavenly Prison through the secret passage that Cheng Shifei accidentally encountered through Gu Santong.

But where is this secret passage? It takes time and effort to find it. The success rate of the two is similar. How to operate it depends on the situation after returning to the capital.

"It would be nice to meet Gu Santong. Maybe I can get a lot of martial arts secrets, or even the Qi Absorption Technique and the Vajra Indestructible Divine Art."

According to Jiang Yin's calculations, these two magical skills should be even better than the Shenzhaojing.

Especially the Vajra Indestructible Divine Art.

This martial art is a method of body training and is an external skill. It will not conflict with his internal skills.

"In that case, it would be a shame if I didn't go to the ninth floor of the Heavenly Prison."

Jiang Yin said secretly in his heart.

However, he was not very interested in Gu Santong's skills.

Passing on skills is a big taboo in martial arts.

If it were a mediocre person, this would naturally be a great opportunity for a comeback, but any genius would not accept skills taught by others.

There are two reasons.

First, although the transmission of skills can make people have extremely strong internal strength in a short period of time, it is extremely difficult to break through in the future. Unless you practice a higher level of magic skills, refine the skills again, and make them completely your own, you can continue to break through.

But if you have this skill, it is better to practice it yourself.

How could a genius put shackles on himself for no reason?

What's more, it's probably hard to find any martial arts in the world that are more powerful than the Vajra Indestructible Art.

Jiang Yin felt that he would be able to acquire stronger martial arts in the future, so it was not impossible for him to give it a try, but this second reason made him hesitate to learn martial arts.

That is, in order to pass on the skills, one must destroy one's own foundation and completely accept the skills of the person passing on the skills, which is equivalent to wasting all previous efforts.

And it's someone else's martial arts foundation, which is really awkward.

Although his current skills are not high, they are all the result of his own practice bit by bit, and are very solid. If he follows the rules, his future achievements will only be higher than Gu Santong.

It is not wise to waste one's potential for the sake of temporary benefits.

Soon, Ping Yizhi came to Jiang Yin with the letter.

"You must hand this letter to Gu Santong in person."

"Don't worry, Doctor Ping. Since I have accepted your commission, I will definitely complete it..."

Jiang Yin put the letter into his arms, and then continued: "Since Doctor Ping is Gu Santong's friend, why don't you try to rescue him? With your ability, you may have a chance."

"If Gu Santong doesn't volunteer, even the prison won't hold him for twenty years. If I want to save him, he has to be willing.

And I have the Sun Moon Divine Cult behind me. If I act on my own and bring harm to the Holy Cult, I will be guilty of a hundred deaths. "

"I see. Then Doctor Ping, please wait for my news here."

"it is good."

After Jiang Yin left, a young girl came out from the inner room. It was Ren Yingying.

"Saint Aunt, everything has been done according to your instructions."

Ping Yizhi said respectfully.

"Thanks for your hard work."