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

The North is beyond the sky.

The snow in the sky seems to never stop. In this world covered in silver, there is a pavilion with white steam rising from it.

Yueyao, wearing a fur coat, looked far to the south, with an unshakable sadness in her eyes.

Yue Qing was sitting in the pavilion behind him, with a copper pot with a glowing charcoal fire on the table in front of her.

In addition to the fresh mutton from Beiman, there are also wind mushrooms from Nanjue and fresh bamboo shoots from Beili around the copper pot...

Yue Qing seemed to have no appetite for what was in front of her. She looked at her sister Yue Yao's face and sighed softly:

"Sister, Wu Xiangshi discovered that I was impersonating you a long time ago. It's Yue Qing's fault for not completing the task you assigned me."

Yueyao turned around and comforted her:

"It's okay. It was my fault. I shouldn't have left Beique without permission. Now I've returned empty-handed. I'm afraid I'll give someone else a chance to use me against me."

Yue Qing put down her chopsticks and shook her head:

"It's my fault. I can't share my worries. I can't even do such a small thing."

Yueyao gently touched Yueqing's hair and said softly:

"Father has been in seclusion for so long, his magical power has not yet been completed, and Wuxiangshi is out there covering the sky with one hand. Our great cause of restoring our country, alas..."

"Yueqing, the pot is already boiling, eat quickly... I shouldn't have told you this, I'm really alone now!"

"Let's not talk about this any more. It's good enough for us to be sisters. Come on and eat. Come on, sister will pick some meat for you..."

……

At this time, Wu Xiang Shi was still sitting in the cave, writing a secret letter with the wolf-hair brush in his hand:

"I heard that Wuzushi has successfully passed the initial examination of the academy. You must know that in addition to Baili Dongjun, there is another person who is also born with martial veins.

This person is Ye Dingzhi, also known as Yu Shenglan. If your envoy cannot capture Baili Dongjun, there is no need to worry. Ye Dingzhi originally intended revenge.

We share the same hatred for the enemy as Beique, so bringing him back is a good idea! It is not known who has obtained the medicine man technique of the Confucian Immortal Guchen. According to the Purple White Guardian,

It is very likely that it was obtained by Wen Yanzhao. I will send more people to investigate.

I hope you will pay more attention to this.

After writing the secret letter, Wuxiangshi put it in a brocade bag and handed it to Zi Yuji who was waiting there.

"Yu Ji, you must find out the whereabouts of the Medicine Man Technique on this trip. At the same time, you must also be careful and lend a helping hand to Master Wu Zuo at the critical moment!"

"If I can be born with both martial arts and medicine skills, then there will be hope for my Beique to restore the country!"

Zi Yuji took the brocade bag, put one hand on his chest and bowed:

"I will follow the orders of the envoy and set off for Tianqi City now!"

Wu Xiang showed a satisfied smile, nodded, and then asked:

"It's been two days since the young lady returned. This trip was fruitless. I'm afraid she won't make decisions on her own again. Send someone to keep an eye on her."

Zi Yuji hesitated:

"That guy called Baili Dongjun, for some reason, seems to have lost interest in the young lady."

"I'm afraid it's Wen Yanzhao who is causing trouble, as well as Xiao Ruofeng and others. Your Excellency, if we don't get rid of these people..."

Wuxiang waved his hand:

"Don't worry about Baili Dongjun anymore. The forces he is involved in are too complicated. I believe that Envoy Wuzuo will have his considerations during the final exam of the academy."

"Whatever you ask for, it all depends on the arrangements of Your Excellency Wuzuo."

Zi Yuji stopped talking after hearing this, bowed and walked out.

After seeing Zi Yuji leave, Wu Xiang tapped the wheelchair armrests with his fingers, thinking to himself:

"Wu Fa Wu Tian is dead, and one of the Wu Zuo Shuang Zun has passed away. Now I am afraid that all the relationships are tied to me alone. Except for that girl Yue Yao, nothing can affect my layout. Sect Master, I can't wait until your magical power is perfected!"

……

Tianqi City, Qingwang Palace.

"Snapped!"

The wine glass in the hands of Qing Wang Xiao Xie was smashed to pieces, porcelain pieces flew everywhere, and then there was a roar:

"Haven't you found out the whereabouts of the Confucian Immortal Gu Chen yet? Why do I keep you guys here?"

The man kneeling in front of Xiao Xie was no ordinary person. He was Zhou Yiwei, a killer from the Shadow Sect who was hired by Xiao Xie for a large sum of money. He was half-kneeling on the ground with his face covered.

"Your Highness, the brothers I sent out have searched almost every possible hiding place in Qiandong City, but there is still no news!"

"We have people monitoring the outskirts of the Zhenxi Marquis's Mansion day and night. If they find Gu Chen's whereabouts, they will definitely report it immediately...but..."

Xiao Xie's face was frighteningly gloomy, and he uttered a few words through gnashing teeth:

"Just what just, what I want is evidence that can be used to convict Baili Luochen of befriending the remnants of Western Chu and treason!"

"It's been more than half a month now. Is there anything you brought back that's useful?"

Zhou Yiwei lowered his head again:

"Your Highness, there is only one possibility now. Unless the Confucian Immortal is no longer in Qiandong City, it is impossible that there would be no clues for so long!"

"The two great envoys of the Demon Cult were lawless and their bodies were left exposed in the wilderness. One was killed by Wen Yanzhao, and the other was found to be killed by the Confucian Immortal..."

"If it is as Your Highness heard from Prince Langya, that he saw with his own eyes that he died after passing on his power to Wen Yanzhao, then why haven't we even found the corpse of the Confucian Immortal!"

Xiao Xie was like a vindictive quail, staring at Zhou Yiwei with his triangular eyes:

"What's the point of telling me this? If I knew who took him away, would I have to spend so much gold and silver to support you bunch of useless people?"

"Go check quickly, and give me the results before the final exam of the academy is over! Otherwise, you will all die in Qiandong City!"

Zhou Yiwei shuddered when he heard this:

"As you command, I will definitely fulfill my mission!"

Then his figure flashed and turned into a black mist and disappeared in the palace.

……

Lingnan has boundless scenery and its natural beauty far surpasses that of Qiandong.

A few days ago, three or two hundred peach trees miraculously bloomed in the bamboo forest five miles away from the old Wen family mansion.

Standing on the huge basalt that was broken by Wen Yanzhao's sword, half of it was the lush green bamboo sea with rolling blue waves, and the other half was the falling crimson peach blossoms.

This bamboo forest is home to a kind of venomous snake with a green body. People in Lingnan call it the Bamboo Leaf Green Snake. It is extremely poisonous and has a ferocious temperament.

Even a warm pot of wine needs to be handled with caution, as just one drop can knock out a dozen adult men.

Fortunately, this bamboo forest is surrounded by poisonous snakes and ferocious beasts. Except for Wen Yanzhao and Wen Hujiuhui who come to catch poisonous snakes and insects, no one has set foot here for many years.

The peach blossom forest is becoming more and more lush, and there is a seedling in the middle.

This seedling looks very different from a peach tree. Its leaves are broad, thick, and shaped like human hands.

The seedlings have not yet grown, but in just four or five days since they broke through the soil, they have already grown to the height of my eyebrows.

Thanks to the Confucian immortal's careful care every day and cultivation with a special fertilizer, it can grow at a speed a hundred times faster than ordinary trees.

Next to the seedlings stood a table, two chairs, and a guqin. On the table stood a large red sandalwood wine gourd inlaid with gold, and a pale blue long-necked wine jug.

"Sir, are you used to living in Lingnan?"

Wenhu wine sat opposite the Confucian immortal and asked respectfully.

"Thank you for your concern. This place is surrounded by mountains and water, and there is a sea of bamboo. I like it very much."

The Confucian Immortal picked up the long-necked wine pot and poured a cup of warm wine. His face was as red as a peach, and his complexion was much better than when he was in Qiandong City.

"Thank you, sir, for the wine."

"That's good. My father misses you so much that he always tells me to come visit more often. But I know you don't like to be bothered, so I came today."

"I brought you white tea, a specialty of Lingnan, and rice grown and pounded by the Wen family. Autumn is coming soon, and I'll have someone at home make you some autumn clothes in a few days."

"I know you avoid meat and don't like rich food, so I only brought these things as a token of my appreciation. Please don't mind me."

He warmed the pot of wine, bowed to the Confucian immortal, and then said softly.

"Thank you, Mr. Wen, for your concern. Please also give my regards to your father."

The Confucian immortal nodded, with a rare calmness in his eyes.

Wenhujiu nodded, then drank the wine from Ruxian in one gulp, only to find that the wine was tasteless.

Just as I was wondering, a burst of peach blossom fragrance rose from my throat. When I savored it again, it did not have the spiciness of wine, but was as sweet as nectar.

"Sir, this wine is really amazing!" Wen Hujiu showed surprise.

The Confucian Immortal smiled slightly:

"Peach Blossom Jade Dew, this wine was brewed by a beautiful woman I met when I was twenty. I'll bring a pot of it back for your father when I leave."

"It calms the mind, helps with dreams, relieves worries and fatigue, and is quite effective!"

He warmed the pot of wine and thanked them, then hesitated, not knowing where to start.

The Confucian Immortal glanced at him and asked:

"You came here not only to see me, but also to talk to me, right?

Dongjun is my disciple, Yanzhao is also half a disciple, and I have the protection of the Wen family, so it’s okay, but you can say it.”

Wenhujiu was grateful when he heard this:

"Sir, you are so frank and open-minded. I admire you deeply. My father wanted to invite you to our house for a chat on a certain day, but he was afraid you wouldn't agree, so he sent me to invite you."

The Confucian Immortal poured another cup of wine into the warm pot:

"I guess your father has other plans besides inviting me to a banquet, right?"

Wen Hujiu nodded: "Sir, what you said is correct."

The Confucian Immortal picked up the wine glass and sighed:

"There are many people in the world who covet my art of making medicine. If the Wen family gets it, something bad might happen!"

"Please report to your father that Gu Chen will definitely come to visit, but I have to say that Wen Yanzhao has not yet ascended to the divine journey. Even if the Wen family obtains the art of making medicine men, they will not be able to protect themselves!"

After saying this, the Confucian Immortal waved his long sleeves, and petals floating like rain were blown away by a breeze to create a path.

"please!"

Wenhujiu naturally understood, stood up, bowed and said: "Wenhujiu, I'll leave!"

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