The Swordsman who started from Baicaotang

It's getting late.

There was silence all around, and the moon was rising above the willow trees.

Huang Feng went to Baicaotang quietly without notifying anyone, not even Cui Meng.

Nothing can be accomplished without secrecy.

Besides, Cui Meng's strength was insufficient. He had recently improved his cultivation and made a breakthrough in a short period of time, reaching the middle stage of the third-rate. In the eyes of the innate strong, he was just an ant and could not fight at all.

The orange moon is like the wind.

The night was dark and the night wind was a little chilly. Huang Feng brought a few pots of qi-regulating tea. His figure turned into green smoke and he left Jiminzhai.

Under the osmanthus tree.

Old Gui was lying on a rattan chair with a fine coffin in front of him. It was painted red from top to bottom and looked a bit eerie and scary from a distance.

There was a person standing next to him, and his appearance was very familiar.

Qin Liangzhu.

The commander-in-chief of Baicaotang is also the head of Baicaotang's guards. He has gained some benefits recently, and his cultivation has improved. He has reached the peak of the first-class level. If he practices persistently, he can condense his internal organs and enter the half-step innate realm.

Old Gui asked him to accompany Huang Feng to the county town. He had already guessed the reason. It was simply that after Huang Feng received the reward from the Zhu family, he would cover for Huang Feng and share some of the pressure.

Before he came here, he had explained everything, even the funeral arrangements, without leaving out anything. He had received so much kindness from Baicaotang in his life, and it was difficult to repay it, so he could only repay it with his own body.

With Huang Feng's talent, he received the Zhu family's reward and it is very likely that he would break through the Xiantian realm and become a true Xiantian strongman. By then, he can not only protect Baicaotang, but also Qin Liangzhu's wife and children.

For this reason, Qin Liangzhu was willing to go and he was willing to die.

Call ~

The breeze blew, and Huang Feng came quietly, saluting respectfully: "Old Gui, Commander Qin."

"Ah."

Hearing this, Gui Lao stood up suddenly, his face solemn, "Originally this matter could have been delayed, but the innate masters of Bafang City have already known about it, and even sent people to test us. We at Baicaotang are small, and we can no longer afford to delay."

"The old hall master is still refining the elixir, otherwise he would have come to see you off. Everything is left to you."

"Huang Feng, remember one thing. After you get the reward from the Zhu family, flee far away immediately. Even if you escape to the deep mountains and old forests, do not show up. After you enter the Xiantian realm, if you have time, you can go back to Qingshan City to take a look."

"Don't worry, Mr. Gui. I know what's going on."

After saying that, Huang Feng came to the coffin, pushed it open with one palm, and saw Li Chufeng's pale face and white powder on his body.

The weather is getting colder now, and the corpse may also rot. The white powder is lime powder, which is used to delay rotting. Friends who often kill people know this.

Huang Feng's little move was seen by Gui Lao, but he did not stop it. Huang Feng was checking Li Chufeng's body to see if it had been replaced. He was worried that someone might interfere, so he was very cautious.

After checking that everything was correct, Huang Feng closed the coffin. The bright red paint was very eye-catching.

There are no chemicals in this world. This bright red lacquer is taken from trees and combined with cinnabar to create a blood-bright appearance.

Cinnabar can calm the mind and concentrate the spirit if used properly. Many elixirs also use a small amount of cinnabar. Using too much will cause poisoning. Metal and stone medicines are a hundred times more powerful than herbal medicines and need to be used with caution.

Lacquer red is Changshan, also known as Shu Lacquer. The medicinal use is Changshan seedlings, which is a medicine for removing oil smoke from the lungs. It is highly toxic and ordinary people are not allowed to touch it.

Huang Feng's mind moved, and his soul wrapped around the coffin. He put the coffin into the storage bag, and the coffin disappeared in an instant.

hiss~

This scene shocked Gui Lao and Qin Liangzhu. They knew that Huang Feng had a storage bag, and they thought that Huang Feng could only use the storage bag after he entered the Xiantian realm. Unexpectedly, Huang Feng's cultivation was only half a step into the Xiantian realm, but he had already condensed the power of the soul.

"Good good!"

Old Gui smiled and said, "Huang Feng, you are indeed gifted. Now you have condensed the power of your soul, and there is no obstacle in the Xiantian realm. This is also a great thing."

The higher Huang Feng's cultivation level, the better it is for Baicaotang. Especially now, Baicaotang is at the center of the storm and needs a strong warrior to take charge. Whether it is the imperial court or the people in the martial arts world, they have to think twice before dealing with Baicaotang.

The strong are respected. It has always been so and has never changed.

"Master Gui, I was just lucky. I had a great battle with Li Chufeng, and my sword skills improved, which condensed my spiritual power."

These were just excuses. To be precise, after Huang Feng had comprehended the rudiments of the sword intent and his cultivation had reached the first-rate level, he condensed the power of his soul.

He didn't know how to use it before, and he didn't dare to tell others, and the Baicaotang's classics didn't record it. He just felt that practicing was very smooth and there was no hindrance at all, so he didn't study it in depth.

It was not until he stepped into the half-step innate realm and condensed the White Tiger Evil Body and the White Tiger Sword Energy, and his soul became more solid, that he was able to move some things.

The power of the soul is not very useful when used to deal with innate strong people. Innate strong people all condense their souls, but the strength varies.

However, a warrior at the third level of Qi could not resist the pressure of the soul. When the innate strongman exerted the power of the soul, the warrior at the third level of Qi could only surrender. Before he knew what was going on, his head had already fallen to the ground.

Of course, warriors at the third level of true Qi couldn't understand why the difference between them was like the difference between heaven and earth, and they were not opponents at the same level at all.

"Huang Feng, you have extraordinary talent. You must survive no matter what. One day you will become a powerful person and become famous."

"Don't worry, Mr. Gui!"

Hearing this, Huang Feng clasped his fists respectfully. Gui Lao was indeed good to him, and the same was true for Baicaotang.

Huang Feng always repays kindness with kindness and revenges with hatred. As long as he is alive, he will never see Baicaotang destroyed, even when facing the imperial court, he will not back down.

His martial arts path is like this, there are no forks in the road, and the ending is already determined.

Just as he said: A long sword cannot wipe out the affairs of the world, so what is the use even if you step into the way of the sword?

Thoughts are clear and I feel refreshed.

He practiced martial arts and swordsmanship all day long just for this purpose, not to be manipulated or controlled by anyone. What he wanted was to be free and unrestrained, to come and go freely.

After thinking for a while, Gui Lao said, "Liang Zhu, thank you for your hard work this time. If you don't want to, it's not too late. I will accompany Huang Feng for a walk."

Now that things have come to this, there is no reason to retreat.

Qin Liangzhu grinned and said, "Old Gui, please don't look down on me. I, Qin Liangzhu, have never been afraid. Baicaotang has been very kind to me. I have enjoyed countless peaceful days. It is time for me to give back to Baicaotang."

"Mr. Gui, you are old. If you disappear, others will definitely speculate and cause trouble."

"I, Qin Liangzhu, am a member of Baicaotang in life and a ghost of Baicaotang in death. If that day ever comes, please remember to summon my soul and let it return to Baicaotang."

"it is good!"

After taking a deep look at Qin Liangzhu, as if he wanted to remember his appearance in his mind, Mr. Gui directly agreed to his request.

What Qin Liangzhu did was indeed extremely dangerous, and it would not be an exaggeration to describe it as a life-or-death situation.