Young White Horse: The Poison Sword Master of the Wen Family, Shocking the Apocalypse

When Baili Dongjun heard that his master agreed without hesitation, he suddenly remembered what his master had said.

His identity must not be revealed, otherwise it will bring disaster.

He raised his head and asked, "Master, if you leave like this..."

The Confucian Immortal seemed to see through his thoughts and said with a smile:

"Dongjun is indeed a good boy, but there is no need to worry about this. I have already predicted this disaster. Your cousin is no ordinary person either. Perhaps his appearance will bring a turn for the better for my situation."

Hearing the Confucian Immortal being so calm, Baili Dongjun felt more at ease. He turned to Ye Dingzhi and said:

"Brother Yun, don't go too far here. It's very safe here. No one can come in except me and the master!"

Ever since Ye Dingzhi entered this secret land of Peach Blossom Land and met people like the Confucian Immortal, he realized that he must be a hermit living here.

So he nodded to Baili Dongjun and said, "Don't worry about me, my injury is not serious. My meridians will heal after a period of rest. Go with your master to save your cousin!"

Baili Dongjun looked at Ye Dingzhi deeply, then used the Three Flying Swallows technique to fly away into the air.

The Confucian Immortal made a move with one hand, and peach blossom petals gathered in front of him, then transformed into a four-foot-long ancient bronze sword.

Gu Chen stretched out his hand to grasp the long sword, turned around and left, following Baili Dongjun out of the Peach Blossom Land like an immortal stepping on clouds.

This place is less than a hundred steps away from the Mansion of Marquis Zhenxi. The Confucian immortal is proficient in the three religions of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism. The Qimen Dunjia and Zhouyi numerology are his secret skills.

Ever since the fall of Western Chu and the death of the Sword Immortal Gumo, he relied on his medicinal wine to hang on to his last breath and quietly followed Baili Luo Chen Pofeng's army all the way back to Qiandong City.

As the saying goes: The most dangerous place is the safest place.

He is hiding beside the bed of Baili Luochen, the Marquis of Zhenxi who conquered Western Chu. I am afraid that no one in the world can guess where Gu Chen is even if they rack their brains.

After Baili Dongjun performed a set of Western Chu Sword Songs at the Boyue Mountain training ground, he was still not proficient in controlling his internal energy and his internal energy was drained away all at once.

He rushed back to the Peach Blossom Land with Ye Dingzhi and was already exhausted.

After leaving the Peach Blossom Land, he took less than thirty steps in the air when he suddenly felt his feet go weak and he fell from the air...

Seeing that he was in a weak state, Gu Chen stepped on the wind and flashed to Baili Dongjun's side, grabbing him with one hand.

Then he carried Baili Dongjun all the way to the southwest!

……

Outside the gate of the Marquis of Zhenxi's mansion, thirty or twenty soldiers wearing armor and holding spears have gathered.

Baili Chengfeng wore a long sword on his waist and rode a chestnut horse, with Wenhu Jiu also riding beside him.

At a command, he ran towards the southwest where everyone at the banquet felt the surging true energy.

Not far away, they saw Gu Chen, dressed in white, carrying Baili Dongjun and flying south.

Baili Chengfeng pulled the reins, controlled the horse under his crotch, and raised his right fist backwards.

The Wind-Breaking Cavalrymen behind him reined in their horses at the same time. Baili Chengfeng lowered his voice and said to the wine-warming flask that had also stopped riding next to him:

"Uncle, did you see clearly that the person in that person's hand was Dong Jun?"

He warmed the pot of wine with a serious face:

"Yes, it is Dong Jun! Judging from his Qinggong, this person's realm is far above you and me!"

Baili Chengfeng agreed with this, holding down his sword with one hand and saying anxiously:

"Then let's go after him now. With our strength, we must save Dong Jun even if it costs our lives!"

Wen Hujiu raised his hand to stop him:

"Did you know that Dongjun already has internal strength, and it only appears when he is drunk..."

"Who did he learn this unrivaled wine-making skill from? Don't you, as his father, know anything about it?"

Baili Chengfeng was speechless when he heard Wenhujiu say this. He hesitated for a long time, then thought for a moment and said:

"Don't be afraid of your uncle laughing at you. Dongjun has been interested in brewing wine since he was eight years old. His mother and I both hope that Dongjun will study martial arts seriously."

"You know that I have found at least ten famous masters from far and wide, but I don't know which master I learned the unique skills of brewing wine from!"

"Although Qiandong City is not big, it is also a city of hundreds of thousands of people. There are hundreds of wine shops and inns in the city. When it comes to brewing wine alone, no one can match Dongjun!"

Wenhujiu nodded and said yes, then raised his eyebrows:

"There must be a hermit master guiding him, otherwise how could he have acquired such skills and wine-making skills that are not inferior to those of a Vajra mortal?"

Baili Chengfeng's eyes suddenly lit up, and he said in surprise: "Uncle, could it be that the man just now was..."

He warmed the pot of wine and casually pulled out the wine gourd from his waist, took a sip of the wine and said:

"That's right. I think the man in white is most likely Dongjun's teacher. We don't need to worry too much, just follow him!"

"Let your cavalry go back and rest. If that man really starts a fight with us, these second- and third-rank warriors will die even if they go!"

Baili Chengfeng was silent, then turned around and ordered his deputy general to let all the cavalry return to the camp to rest.

After receiving the order, the deputy general bowed and took his men back to the barracks.

He warmed up the wine, got off his horse, and then said to Baili Chengfeng:

"Brother-in-law, if we ride over there now, we will surely alarm him. Why don't we use our Qinggong skills to sneak away and see if he is a friend or foe!"

Baili Chengfeng cupped his hands:

"Uncle is absolutely right!"

Then the two men tied the two horses to the locust tree beside the road, used their lightness skills to fly in the direction of the man in white.

……

Although Gu Chen was seriously injured in the battle of Luosang City in Western Chu that year, his skills were no longer as strong as before.

However, at the level of Half-Step Divine Wandering, even if only half of the power is left, one is still a rare master among ten thousand.

Even though he was holding the exhausted Baili Dongjun in his hands, it only took a few breaths for Baili Chengfeng and Wenhujiu to disappear from his sight.

Baili Dongjun only felt the whistling of the wind in his ears, as if it was in the clouds, so he closed his eyes and asked:

"Master, have we arrived at that training ground?"

Gu Chen's voice was clear:

"Don't worry, Dongjun, it's already right in front of us!"

When Gu Chen finished speaking, he saw three figures sitting cross-legged on the ground less than fifty steps away, and then he looked at them in the bright moonlight -

One is purple, one is white, and one is blue. It seems that the man in blue has his palms placed on the chests of the two men in purple and white, as if he is passing on his skills to heal injuries.

Baili Dongjun only felt the wind stop, Gu Chen stopped walking, floated to the ground, gently put down Baili Dongjun in his hand, and stood with one hand holding the sword.

Baili Dongjun opened his eyes and followed Gu Chen's gaze into the distance, where he saw the two guardians, Bu Fa and Zi Bai, sitting cross-legged in the wasteland.

He moved closer to Gu Chen and lowered his voice:

"Master, that old man in blue is the old devil of the Tianwai Tianmo Sect, his name is Lawless."

"My cousin used poison and swordsmanship to pierce one of them with one sword, but the remaining one seems to be more powerful than the dead one!"

Hearing the two names "lawless" from Baili Dongjun's mouth, Gu Chen's heart moved, and he thought to himself:

'Why did these two northern demons come back to Qiandong City? They probably took a fancy to Dongjun's natural martial veins!'

The thought flashed through his mind, and then he asked:

"Is your cousin so amazing? He was able to kill the Great Free and Easy Realm Demon Cult's envoy! Why haven't I heard you mention him?"

Baili Dongjun was very happy to hear that his master praised Wen Yanzhao so highly. His eyes sparkled as he said:

"Master, you don't know that he is the grandson of my grandfather, and lives in the old Wen family in Lingnan. This is the first time he has left home to venture into the martial arts world in more than ten years..."

When Gu Chen heard the name of the Lingnan Wen family, he nodded thoughtfully and then asked:

"I see. So, your cousin is also at the Great Free and Easy Realm."

When Baili Dongjun heard this, he shook his head like a rattle:

"No, no, my cousin just entered the Fuyao realm from the Free Land realm in Chaisang City a few days ago!"

Gu Chen was shocked when he heard this: "You mean, your cousin crossed the border and entered Fuyao?"

Baili Dongjun nodded seriously.

Gu Chen sighed softly:

"This kind of talent is rare in the world, but it is puzzling that he has been stuck in the Nine Skies Realm for five years... I'm afraid the reason will only be clear when we meet him in person!"

After he finished speaking, he glanced around and found that about thirty or forty steps away from the three people, there was a patch of weeds that seemed to have been flattened by someone, leaving a large depression.

Then he jumped into the air and looked closely. He found that it was a tall young man. After landing gracefully, he said to Baili Dongjun with a serious expression:

"Your cousin might have met with an accident. You wait here for me and don't go anywhere. While there is no one around, I will go meet the envoy of the Demon Cult!"

Just as Baili Dongjun was about to speak, Gu Chen had already disappeared...

Judging from his figure and headdress, the blue-clad devil is probably impossible to kill."