Chapter 170 Confusion

After Ding Yi led several gang members into the jungle, someone suddenly came over. He first hugged Liu Feng and the two, and then excitedly pointed to the boxes on the bamboo raft behind and said.

"Captain, this is the betrothal gift found on the ship!"

"What's in it?"

Liu Feng asked casually.

"They are all silver coins and gold, but these things are good things for us, but they are a bit useless to the Yin and Yang Palace."

the man said.

"It's the nightingale."

Zhou Hongji, who had closed his eyes to heal his injuries, suddenly opened his eyes and said.

"What does Brother Zhou mean?"

Liu Feng was stunned.

"Nightingale is a weapon that can be used in the realm of gods, and its value is immeasurable. It should be the real betrothal gift this time, but it's a pity..."

Zhou Hongji sighed.

If they can get Nightingale this time, it will be a great thing for their sect, and they will also be able to better understand Taiping Palace's magical power of weapon refining.

"Is that boy named Ding lying?"

Liu Feng suddenly asked.

"It doesn't look like it. The nightingale knows people. If it is placed on a stranger, it will definitely make an unusual sound. There is no way to hide it."

"Furthermore, the shape of the nightingale is also a huge ball. You have also seen it. I just took a special look and found that there is no bulge on the body. I guess it is not hidden on the body."

Zhou Hongji shook his head.

"It's a pity to say so. Will Nightingale's disappearance affect the plan?"

Liu Feng nodded when he heard this, and then asked again.

"No, no matter how mysterious the nightingale is, it's just a dead object that can't reveal much information. What's more, it's been lost in this vast jungle, so they won't be able to find it."

Zhou Hongji was quite calm and continued.

"Thank you so much this time, Brother Zhou."

After Liu Feng heard this, he clasped his fists and said seriously to Zhou Hongji.

"You and I both work for the teaching, so why bother talking about thanks?"

"It's better to plan carefully how to deal with the next storm."

Zhou Hongji said with a smile.

One day later, Yin Yang Palace, Xuan Guang Palace.

Qiu Dishui looked at the report of the person in front of her with a gloomy expression, not knowing what she was thinking.

The envoy from the Taiping Palace who had agreed to come over to hand over the letter of appointment still hadn't arrived, which was already a full day late from the time they agreed.

The people sent to pick them up at the ferry were passing on messages, but they still haven't seen any large ships docking.

They even sent a small boat upstream to meet them, but they did not find any boats belonging to the Taiping Palace.

An ominous premonition suddenly appeared in Qiu Dishui's mind.

"The ferry is in Baihe County. Send a message to the Supervision Department of Baihe City. I want to know where the people from the Taiping Palace have gone within three days!"

Qiu Dishui looked at the servant kneeling in front of him and said coldly.

"yes!"

The servants accepted the order and hurriedly exited the hall, and calm returned to the entire hall.

On the other side, Baishui City, the Supervision Department.

Fu Lousheng was reading in the study when he suddenly looked startled and then looked at the window next to him.

Suddenly, a snow-white demon falcon flew in through the window and landed on the long carved table in the room.

"The snow falcon in the palace?"

Fu Lousheng stood up, came to the table, took the mailbox from Xue Falcon's feet, poured out the letter inside, and after just a glance, his expression darkened.

People from Taiping Palace disappeared in Baihe County?

Fu Lousheng was a little confused. Why did the people from Taiping Palace come to Baihe County?

In addition, since he is here, why not say hello to Baihe City in advance so that he can send someone to meet him!

Now if something goes wrong, the palace will look for him, which made Fu Lousheng snort.

"These elders in the palace know how to occupy seats every day and wait for offerings. They are so confused in their cultivation!"

Several thoughts flashed through Fu Lousheng's mind, and then a flame suddenly rose in his hand, instantly burning the letter paper into powder.

But the scolding was enough, and he opened the door and walked out, heading straight towards Si Li.

Vientiane Gate.

Ding Yi, who returned to the city, had now disguised himself as Li Baozheng and returned to the door. He took out the nightingale in the study and continued to study it.

At this moment, the nightingale has returned to its spherical shape, but it is lying quietly on the table.

Ding Yi tried to use the Soul-Destroying Technique on Nightingale from a distance, but found that it could not gain lifespan. In other words, this thing does not emit evil energy under normal conditions, and the Soul-Destroying Technique can only work when it is touched.

This is much easier to preserve than a statue of a god!

The more Ding Yi looked at the meat ball, the more satisfied he became. He secretly thought that the Taiping Palace did have some skills in refining weapons. In the future, he could do more of these things to provide himself with longevity.

After all, this thing doesn't have to worry about the loss of evil spirits, nor does it have to worry about the detection of evil spirits. It is also easy to carry, just like a power bank.

The most important thing is that this thing seems to stimulate the potential of worshiping gods and exerting strength beyond oneself.

Ding Yi pressed the meat ball, wanting to see if he could use it, but the thing hadn't moved yet, as if it was dead.

That’s all, just think of it as a small statue of a god.

Ding Yi then thought about the palm he struck when he killed Liu Xiaofeng this time.

At that time, Liu Xiaofeng's whole body was full of vitality, and all the essence in the acupoints around his body was released, but he was still broken by Ding Yi with a palm. It seemed that he was invincible, but in fact, Ding Yi felt strong repulsion when he broke through Liu Xiaofeng's defense. feel.

That feeling was like hitting the water with one palm. Although the palm went through, the resistance of the water rebounding made him extremely uncomfortable.

The reason why he was able to penetrate in the end was because Ding Yi had a very solid foundation. The four levels of the mortal body were all extreme realms. Once he entered the Yuanqiao, the speed of the blood and qi conversion was like a train. Not only was the speed fast, but the essence was also pure. For the same realm, it was definitely a crushing existence.

Therefore, Ding Yi also discovered a problem, that is, he had always been in a state of ignorance in the use of the essence in the Yuanqiao.

For example, the palm yesterday was completely to let the essence in the acupoint float on the palm, relying on the mass to crush Zhou Xiaofeng, without any technical content.

Obviously, Zhou Xiaofeng used the essence in his acupoint much more skillfully than himself.

This made Ding Yi feel that his research and use of the Yuanqiao realm only stayed on the surface, and the Yuanqiao realm warriors, who were called extraordinary, would definitely not be so simple.

When he reached the Yuanqiao realm, he found nothing unusual except that the quality of his essence crushed his blood. This made him feel that his way forward was cut off.

He urgently needed to find a new teacher who could teach the secrets of the Yuanqiao realm.

Although some knowledge of the Yuanqiao realm could be described by strengthening the secret book, if there was no one to guide him in this profound realm, it would be easy to make huge errors if he relied on the text to understand and comprehend it by himself, which would be bad at that time.

Thinking of this, Ding Yi couldn't help but have a headache.

Would this trouble Nangong Tian again?

No, Nangong Tian had already paid too much for him, and he really couldn't bear it.

Although Nangong Tian tried his best to conceal it, Ding Yi had already seen that he and the old woman had an affair.

If not, why would the leader of the Chaos God Cult sell the face of a small refining warrior to match him up?

After thinking about it, Ding Yi had no idea, and at this moment, the voice of the servant came from outside the door:

"Is Master Li Xiang here? The master invites you!"