The Journey of Immortality of the Peerless Medical Concubine

"Hey! I opened this mountain and planted this tree. If you want to pass through here, you have to leave money for passage!"

The two men galloped on their horses and traveled hundreds of miles out of Gunan County in just one afternoon. Just as they were preparing to find a place to rest and feed the horses some grass, a group of masked knife-wielding gangsters suddenly appeared in front of them.

There were about thirty or forty people in this group, and they were all dressed differently. The leader had a piece of fur hanging on his body and a conspicuous scar on his face, which looked extremely creepy.

When Tang Tianyu saw this situation, he couldn't help but twitch his lips.

He was the dignified King Wu, but he never expected that he would be robbed one day.

Besides, your opening lines are too old-fashioned. The bandits eighty years ago didn't speak like you.

"How is it? This is a new line I saw in a storybook recently. Isn't it impressive?"

"Hahahaha, the boss is so mighty!"

Hearing the leading man's words, the masked gangsters around him couldn't help but burst into laughter.

They did not feel that it was old-fashioned like Tang Tianyu did, but they truly felt that the boss was cultured. Every word he spoke elevated the word "robbery" to a higher level.

It's such a pity. If the boss hadn't become a bandit, he would probably have passed the imperial examination and become the top scorer.

With the boss's cultural level, others would need ten years of hard study, but the boss would probably only need ten months to pass the imperial examination and become an official in the court.

Compared to their boss, they can't even write their own names, let alone read storybooks. At most, they can flip through two erotic pictures and learn the moves in them.

"Hey, big boss, this kid is a fat sheep. Look at his clothes and the material! I've seen them before at Mr. Wang's house in the city. This clothes alone is probably worth several taels of silver."

"Oh? Hahahaha, do you think that if I put on that dress, I could become a scholar?"

"The boss is originally a scholar, why does he need this kind of clothes to set him off?"

"That makes sense. I'll reward you with two ounces of dog meat tonight!"

Hearing what the younger brother next to him said, the scarred man's eyes suddenly lit up. This kid is quite capable of handling things.

The man with the scar is named Wang Zhou. He is a well-known bandit leader in the vicinity of Linglan County. He lives in Qingfeng Village not far from here. People call him Scar Zhou, and he is notorious in this area.

The government had sent troops to suppress the bandits more than once, but the terrain of Qingfeng Village was steep, and every time the government went out to suppress the bandits, they suffered heavy casualties. Over time, the government was unable to do anything and could only let it go.

The government can’t do anything about it, which has made Scar Zhou even more arrogant, and he has been going out more frequently in recent days.

As the saying goes, when a goose passes by, its feathers are plucked; when a beast passes by, its skin is left behind. Anyone who passes by the gate of Qingfeng Village will leave something behind.

For example, women, gold, silver, jewelry, flattery, and even goods are not spared.

Today, Wang Zhou heard a report from the vanguard that two well-dressed men were heading towards Qingfeng Village. Without even a second thought, he took his brothers out with swords and waited here early.

Two people? Well-dressed? That means they have a good relationship. If there are few people and they dress well, then they must have money.

Of course, if he was just an ordinary bandit, he might not be so arrogant. The main reason is that Wang Zhou is still a real warrior.

Moreover, his strength is not weak at all, which matches his ferocious appearance very well.

Hearing their conversation, Tang Tianyu couldn't help but twitch his lips. Where does your mysterious confidence come from?

You still call me a scholar? Even if you are well-educated, you still look like a bandit.

"Wang Zheng, his face is uncomfortable for me, spank him."

"Yes!"

Hearing Tang Tianyu's words, Wang Zheng immediately bowed, then dismounted and drew his long sword from the horse.

"Oh? You brought a weapon with you! Brothers, I like his knife. Grab it and I'll reward you handsomely!"

"Got it!"

As soon as Wang Zhou said this, the bandits suddenly became active. They jumped out and surrounded Wang Zheng. Then, no one knew who took the first step and slashed at Wang Zheng with a knife.

But how could they deal with Wang Zheng? Although there were many of these bandits, more than half of them were ordinary people who only had brute force at best and were not even warriors.

Of course, there are warriors here, but most of them are only at the first or second rank. According to Tang Tianyu's estimation, the strength of these first or second rank warriors is at most similar to those fighters on Blue Star. The weaker ones can't even beat the soldiers.

Wang Zheng was at least a seventh-rank warrior, so dealing with these bandits was just like bullying children. He knocked them all down in no time.

However, he did not kill anyone. Even when he was chopping people, he used the back of the knife. It was not because he could not do it, but because he felt that chopping them with the blade would be an insult to his knife.

Tang Tianyu, who was riding on a horse, took out a water bag, gulped down two gulps, and watched Wang Zhengzhan fighting the bandits with interest.

He was planning to take a break anyway, so he might as well watch it for fun.

"Wow? I didn't realize you have some skills!"

Seeing his brothers being knocked down in a few moves, Scar Zhou immediately raised his eyebrows. He didn't expect to meet such a tough guy, but so what? I am a seventh-rank warrior, so it's easy to beat your guard, right?

I only wanted money and didn't want to kill you, but you actually dared to beat up my little brother. If you don't keep your two arms here today, people will think that we in Qingfeng Village are easy to bully.

As he spoke, Scar Zhou drew the soft sword from his waist and rushed directly towards Wang Zheng.

"puff!"

Seeing this scene, Tang Tianyu couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of water. My goodness, you look like you are using a sword, and it's a soft sword.

At this moment, Tang Tianyu only felt that the sword in his hand was tainted.

However, I have to say that Scar Zhou's soft sword is really a good sword. I don't know where he got it from.

Seeing Scar Zhou swinging his sword at him, Wang Zheng's heart immediately tightened. He did not dare to be careless and quickly swung his sword to block.

"clang!"

The knife and the sword collided, making a sound of metal collision.

Since Scar Zhou was holding a soft sword, it bent when it touched Wang Zheng's sword. Wang Zheng was prepared for this and dodged the bent soft sword by turning sideways.

However, the next second, an incredible scene happened.

Scar Zhou raised the corner of his mouth, and a sword energy suddenly emanated from the soft sword. Although Wang Zheng dodged the tip of the soft sword, he could not avoid the sword energy. A gash was immediately cut on his shoulder by the sword energy, and blood spurted out immediately.

"Qingfeng Sword!"

Seeing this, Tang Tianyu's pupils suddenly shrank. Sword energy is something that cannot be released under normal circumstances unless one has practiced sword techniques, so Wang Zheng was not on guard.

It’s because the sword that Scar Zhou swung at just now did not contain any sword techniques, so where did this sword energy come from?

Obviously, Tang Tianyu knew that the sword energy was not emitted by Wang Zhou, but by the sword in his hand.

I was wondering why this sword looked familiar to me. It is indeed a good sword, the Qingfeng Sword, ranked 123rd in the World's Divine Weapons List.

The Qingfeng Sword is just as its name suggests, like the breeze, invisible and formless. When the sword is swung, it is blessed with sword energy, which can break everything. It is indeed a precious sword.

And this Qingfeng Sword belonged to a sect called Qingfeng Sword Sect in the martial arts world more than ten years ago. The sect was named after Qingfeng, and the Qingfeng naturally refers to the Qingfeng Sword.

However, more than ten years ago, the Qingfeng Sword School was brutally wiped out, and the Qingfeng Sword also disappeared. I didn't expect it to be in the hands of this bandit leader.

Qingfeng Sword Sect, Qingfeng Sword, Qingfeng Village! Haha, what a Scar Zhou.

"Hey! There's someone who knows what he's talking about!"

Hearing Tang Tianyu's words, Scar Zhou's eyes suddenly flashed. The Qingfeng Sword had been missing for more than ten years, and he didn't expect that someone could recognize it at a glance.

But so what? The Qingfeng Sword had already left his body, so naturally, no one else could know about it, otherwise it would bring him endless trouble.

If you want to blame someone, you can only blame yourself for knowing too much.

Thinking of this, Wang Zhou's eyes became fierce. He quickly took a step back, and then the sword in his hand began to dance in the air.

"Forehead......"

Seeing Wang Zhou's actions, Tang Tianyu couldn't help but twitch his mouth.

He had heard that the Qingfeng Sword was the sword in the hands of the leader of the Qingfeng Sword Sect. The leader was a rare beauty in those days, and her fame could be compared with the four beauties of the Eastern Wilderness today.

In addition, she also has a unique sword technique, called the Qingfeng Sword Technique, which complements the Qingfeng Sword. It is rumored that the sect leader back then relied on this Qingfeng Sword and the Qingfeng Sword Technique, and had few rivals among the masters.

But this is a sword technique created by a beauty after all, and the elegance of the movements is enough to make people intoxicated after watching it.

But now that Scar Zhou was using it, Tang Tianyu had no interest in watching it. He didn't care where Scar Zhou had learned the Qingfeng Sword Technique from, he just felt that this guy had really tarnished the sword technique.

His every movement and every posture was so incongruous, just like a big black man with a beard and hairy legs wearing JK stockings dancing on a pole in front of you. In short, it was disgusting as hell.

Even though at that moment the tip of the Qingfeng Sword had been swung out into a sword flower by Scar Zhou, and even though that sword flower was like a lotus, in Tang Tianyu's eyes it still gave him the feeling that the lotus had grown from a cesspool. Regardless of its aesthetic appeal, it was quite disgusting anyway.

Wang Zheng also felt a chill when he saw this, but he did not dare to be careless. As a seventh-rank martial artist, he deeply felt the terrifying power emanating from the sword lotus, and was afraid that he would die on the spot if he was not careful.

"clang!"

However, just as Wang Zheng was on high alert, a white light suddenly flashed before his eyes, followed by a crisp sound of metal collision.

Then he saw Wang Zhou flying backwards along with the Qingfeng sword in his hand. His clothes were torn into pieces in the air, as if they were cut into pieces by countless swords. After landing, Wang Zhou violently spat out a mouthful of blood.