The Young Ranger Jiang Yin

"Saint Aunt, I am so embarrassed by your words. And I am willing to do this. If I can really rescue Gu Santong, it will also put my mind at ease.

But can the contents of the letter really make Gu Santong break his oath to Zhu Wusi and escape from the prison?"

Ping Yizhi asked doubtfully.

"I am not sure either. I can only try my best. The Holy Church has reached an extremely difficult time now. If Uncle Gu can return to the Holy Church, the situation will be very different."

As Ren Yingying spoke, the sadness on her face was obvious.

But she quickly calmed down.

"Saint Aunt, I still don't quite understand why we let Jiang Yin deliver the letter? We should have other options. He may not be reliable."

Ping Yizhi still lacks enough trust in Jiang Yin.

"I believe him. If anyone can successfully deliver the letter to Uncle Gu, it must be him. He is smart enough. Besides, it would be more difficult for other candidates to succeed than him. Do you think those people can really escape the eyes and ears of Hulong Villa?"

Ping Yizhi naturally did not dare to refute Ren Yingying's words. "I hope the Saint Lady's judgment is correct."

"I think there will be an answer soon. You just wait here for the news, I'll go ahead."

"Yes, Holy Aunt."

Ren Yingying left after she finished speaking, without any intention of staying.

But Jiang Yin didn't know that such a conversation took place in the room after he left.

If he knew, he would be very surprised.

There seems to be a close relationship between Gu Santong, the Sun and Moon Sect, and Ren Yingying.

But even if he knew, he probably wouldn't be able to figure it out.

At this time, he was on his way back to the capital.

And something big is happening in the capital!

Wei Zhongxian has fallen!

After a secret investigation by the Six Gates, Wei Zhongxian's crimes were finally exposed one by one.

Each one of them is enough to confiscate the property and exterminate the entire family.

But Wei Zhongxian had been the head of the Western Factory for many years, and his power could not be underestimated. He actually got the news in advance and escaped from the capital before he was arrested.

Thus, the capture operation against Wei Zhongxian began.

The Six Gates, the Hulong Villa, the East Factory, and the Embroidered Uniform Guard all sent people to look for Wei Zhongxian.

But three days passed and there was still no news.

Jiang Yin heard the news on his way back to Beijing.

"Is the Wei Zhongxian incident finally over? It looks like the capital will soon be able to return to peace."

Once the undercurrent comes to the surface, most of the problems will be solved.

What follows is a showdown between the forces at court.

No one knows whether the power of the Western Factory will eventually be divided or the emperor will select a new head of the Western Factory.

This young emperor, who is only 25 years old, has extremely serious thoughts.

Jiang Yin's thoughts raced, and then he let the matter go. After all, it had nothing to do with him.

He should return to Beijing as soon as possible to meet Jiang Asheng and Zeng Jing and return the Canci Sword and the Bishui Sword.

Boom! Suddenly, thunder rumbled in the clear sky, and then dark clouds covered the sky.

"It is going to rain?"

The weather really changes suddenly, but Jiang Yin is already on the road and there is no place to shelter from the rain, so he can only continue riding fast.

Soon, a dilapidated temple appeared in front of Jiang Yin.

Without much hesitation, Jiang Yin rode into the courtyard and then entered the hall.

There is no one living here, and there is not a single person in the dilapidated temple.

"It seems that I am lucky. I can find a place to shelter from the rain."

Jiang Yin smiled, then sat cross-legged on the ground and used his internal energy to dry his clothes.

With nothing else to do, he began to practice Huiyuan Zen.

In the past few days, he has almost comprehended the Huiyuan Zen.

Practicing Huiyuan Zen requires a certain level of Buddhist knowledge, but Jiang Yin doesn't understand that.

But he had the relic on him, so his practice went very smoothly. After a few days, he had actually cultivated to the entry level.

In this way, Huiyuan Zen Gong and Shenzhaojing were completely balanced. Now, Jiang Yin's Dantian was divided into two parts.

One part is the Shenzhaojing, and the other part is the Huiyuan Zen.

The two sides do not interfere with each other and get along quite harmoniously.

Although Jiang Yin's realm is still at the third level of the innate realm, he can clearly feel that his internal strength has increased a lot.

He was very satisfied with the result.

Because this is enough to show that his decision was correct.

Practicing two magical skills at the same time is not only harmless, but also mutually beneficial, far superior to others.

It’s just that Jiang Yin’s daily practice time has increased a lot.

Although busy, it is fulfilling.

After practicing for half an hour, the rain was still not stopping, so Jiang Yin decided to have lunch first.

He picked up the dead wood and branches in the hall, lit a fire, and then took out some dry food and prepared to roast it.

In this kind of weather, it is best to eat some hot food.

Looking at the steamed bun in his hand, Jiang Yin muttered: "If there was storage space at this time, I could eat hot meals." Although he thought about it, this kind of enjoyment might only be possible later.

Soon, the steamed buns were baked.

Jiang Yin picked it up and took a bite, feeling satisfied.

But at this moment, the temple door was kicked open and three men with murderous intent walked in.

The three were not surprised to see someone in the hall.

After all, there was a horse tied at the door, so it would be strange if there was no one inside.

"Flying fish suit? Jinyiwei!"

Jiang Yin looked at the three people and immediately recognized their identities based on the clothes they were wearing.

The Jinyiwei was originally a military organization belonging exclusively to the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, but in recent years it has been in the hands of Wei Zhongxian, which has made the already domineering Jinyiwei even more arrogant and domineering.

A Feiyu suit and a book of impermanence are enough to scare people to death!

Now that Wei Zhongxian has fallen, control of the Jinyiwei has returned to the emperor.

"Brother, it's raining heavily outside. Do you mind if we take shelter here with you?"

The oldest of the three spoke, his attitude was quite good, and there was a smile on his face.

The murderous aura that had just been revealed had dissipated a lot.

"Buddha saves those who are destined to be saved. This place is not mine. You three can rest here."

Jiang Yin smiled.

"Thank you, brother."

After the man finished speaking, he sat down with the other two.

Seeing this, Jiang Yin didn't care.

These three Jinyiwei were not as brutal as the legend said.

It seems that no matter what kind of place it is, there will always be some good people.

"Second brother, third brother, we have been chasing all the way, I think the target should not be too far away."

The oldest man sat down and began to speak.

"I think so too. But the target is a cautious person, so we need to be more careful. He must have a lot of diehard fans around him.

If we start fighting, we won't have much chance of winning. It's better to notify others to join us."

The man called the second brother said, "I have no objection. I will follow your arrangements."

The youngest of the three said.

"If possible, I still hope that the three of us can solve the target directly."

The elder said.

"Brother, you are not still thinking about competing for credit at this time, are you? This is too dangerous."

"How do we know if we don't try? Otherwise we will never have a chance to succeed!"