Along the way, the two of them had their own thoughts and pretended to be polite, each of them having their own plans.
Young Master Wuhen looked at the sky and then looked at his surroundings. The forest was dense and the mountain wind rustled, causing him to feel a chill that seeped into his bones. The spiritual perception of a martial artist gave him a bad premonition, as if something bad was about to happen.
He was frightened.
A few days ago, he received orders from above to come to Mingzhou City to carry out a top-secret investigation plan. But after entering the city, he encountered many strange things that he could not bear to recall. He even lost four of his companions, and even the highly skilled Old Chi was trapped inside … But the Heavens protected him. Although the mission had almost been declared a failure, he accidentally discovered the enormous secret hidden by Zhao Feihuang of the Marquis of Jingan's household and even encountered the traitor of his sect who lived in seclusion here.
The Divine Blade Technique in Martial Uncle's hands must be a forbidden martial art of his sect that could allow him to reach a higher level of enlightenment.
And the secret and information that Zhao Feihuang had concealed must also be extremely valuable information that could completely make up for the failure of this mission.
At this moment, forcing Martial Uncle to hand over the Divine Blade Technique and then returning to the imperial capital at the fastest speed possible to report the information and information regarding Zhao Feihuang to his master was undoubtedly the best choice …
But at this moment, he suddenly felt an enormous sense of danger for no reason, as if he had overlooked something extremely dangerous.
In a moment, many thoughts flashed through Young Master Wuhen's mind.
For example, throwing the matter of the Divine Blade Technique to the back of his mind and directly leaving, returning to the imperial capital at the fastest speed possible to report the information.
Perhaps if the higher-ups were happy, not only would there be no punishment, but there would also be a reward. If he worked hard, he might be able to use the merit points he had accumulated over the years to exchange for a secret manual that would not be too inferior to the Divine Blade Technique …
Or perhaps he could force Ping Yidao to change his mind … Zhao Feihuang seemed to be very familiar with this old fellow. Perhaps it was this woman who had taken Ping Yidao in back then. Since the two of them were friends, perhaps he could devise a scheme to force Ping Yidao to lure Zhao Feihuang out. If he could directly kidnap her back to the imperial capital, the merit would be so great that it would be enough for him to reach the heavens in a single step …
But he muttered to himself for a moment and finally gave up on these two ideas. The former was too conservative and the rewards were too small. The latter was too rash and the risk was too great.
Therefore, it was better to stay here and leave after obtaining the Divine Blade Technique … But since he felt the danger, he had to be cautious and he had to be on guard …
Thinking of this, he pressed down on the hilt of the sword at his waist and stopped in his tracks. "Martial uncle, please wait."
Ping Yidao turned around warily. "What are you up to now?"
Young Master Wuhen smiled faintly. "Martial Uncle, where is the secret manual hidden?
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You bringing me around like this is making me very worried. Don't bring me to a place of death. "
Ping Yidao's heart trembled, but his face remained expressionless. The strange doctor had already made up his mind. When they got closer to the Yin Yuan Village, he would choose an open terrain with echoes and no trees to hide. Then, he would gather all his internal energy and roar loudly to attract the marshal's attention. At that time, even if Young Master Wuhen wanted to escape, it would be too late.
But there was only one chance … If they were too far away or the terrain wasn't good enough, the marshal wouldn't be able to hear them. Then, everything would be over.
This Young Master Wuhen is cunning and treacherous. If he decisively escapes, the consequences would be unimaginable. With his qinggong, this old man wouldn't be able to catch up to him …
Thinking of this, he smiled as if nothing had happened. "Naturally, I hid it in a secret place … As for the specific location, please forgive me for not revealing it."
Young Master Wuhen was secretly vigilant. He smiled and said, "Martial Uncle, you are indeed cautious."
The strange doctor faintly said, "Aren't you the same?
We originally didn't trust each other, so we restrained each other. After this transaction is completed, I only hope that you can keep your promise. "
Young Master Wuhen sincerely said, "Martial Uncle, you don't need to worry. Even if I report your matter, it will take some time. This time is enough for you and Junior Sister to secretly leave and fly away … if I don't obstruct you."
Ping Yidao heard the threat in these words, so he snorted and didn't say anything.
When Young Master Wu Hen saw that Ping Yidao wasn't fooled, he couldn't help but curse the old fox in his heart. He pondered for a moment, and then his eyes suddenly lit up as he thought of another wonderful idea. This noble young master suddenly smiled deeply and said mysteriously, "Martial Uncle, you promised to teach me the Divine Knife Technique, so it can be considered a favor. Today, this Martial Nephew will tell you a few heartfelt words … Do you really intend to continue like this?
Hiding and living in the midst of the confusion and curses of fools and mediocre people? "
The strange doctor's expression turned cold. "What do you want to say?"
The well-behaved and kind-hearted Martial Nephew opened his hands and an expression of awe and admiration appeared on his face. "Martial Uncle … join us!"
Ping Yidao snorted. "Not interested."
Young Master Wuhen didn't get angry. "Martial Uncle, don't be in a hurry to refuse. Get to know us first.
You can't imagine the power we have, the goals we strive for, and the leaders we serve … There are no false benevolence, no jumbled traditions, and no ridiculous dogmas. There are only people!
People with lofty ambitions, talented and intelligent people, and people who work hard and don't give up!
All of our efforts will be rewarded, and all of our dreams will be realized … Do you know, people will grow old and die, and this country will also grow old and die. Right now, our country has already entered an unavoidable state of decay. We will rebuild after we break, and reform after reform. In this rapidly changing world, we will establish a foundation that will not change for the next ten thousand years, so that our Han Family will forever stand at the peak of this world … This is our cause and mission! "
The strange doctor looked at the fanatical Young Master Wuhen and calmly said, "Does your organization like to casually poison innocent civilians and treat them as a lower class of people?"
"In front of great benevolence, small benevolence doesn't exist …" Young Master Wuhen coldly said, "Moreover, these ignorant people are selfish and paranoid. What use are they to this world?
They're just weak people who have to pay taxes under the whips and swords of the strong. For thousands of years, the only thing we don't lack are these kinds of lowly people. Martial Uncle, why do you care?
My master is thirsty for talents, and my organization accepts hundreds of people. In our place, Martial Uncle doesn't have to worry about the moralists and old fogeys criticizing you. You can do whatever you want. We respect people with knowledge, power, and ability, especially a doctor with amazing medical skills like you … "
Ping Yidao's gaze became even colder. "It seems that your master's scheme isn't small … Telling me this kind of thing, isn't he afraid of leaking it?"
"What's there to be afraid of?"
Young Master Wuhen's eyes were fanatical. "A country's authority and the position of the supreme should be given to the virtuous, not the old. The country's long history, and the country's important weapon, how can it be given to the hands of trash?
Moreover, my master is a legitimate competitor for the throne … Martial Uncle, don't tell me that you're not moved by the merit of helping the emperor?
To be able to assist a wise monarch and establish an even more perfect and great country, then have a meteoric rise, leave your name in the history books, and enjoy the riches and power of the world. Is there anything more delightful than this in life? "
Ping Yidao's expression changed, and he lightly sighed. "It seems that you've really found an amazing master … Which prince is it?"
Young Master Wuhen hesitated for a moment. After a moment, he said, "Fine … Even if I tell Martial Uncle, it's not a big deal. In any case, the battle for the throne will be made public."
He took two steps forward, and softly said a name.
The Strange Doctor's expression changed greatly. The shock in his eyes couldn't be concealed, and his mind rumbled.
Why … Why did it have to be her?
He blinked, and it seemed as if the world was spinning. His back was drenched in cold sweat, and his heart was in a mess. It was difficult to describe with words, and for a moment, there was only one thought left in his mind.
He absolutely … absolutely couldn't let the Marshal know about this!
Young Master Wuhen didn't suspect Ping Yidao's shock. In his opinion, Martial Uncle's reaction was very normal … With pride and pride, he sincerely said, "Martial Uncle, think about it carefully!"
Before, he was still hesitating about whether or not he should silence Ping Yidao after he succeeded. But now, he was really sincere, and there was no conspiracy.
After all …
After all, if he recommended a capable person to join the organization and successfully passed the assessment, the higher-ups would reward him with a lot of merit points!
Once he thought about the generous rewards he might receive, Young Master Wuhen's heart burned with passion. Merit points could be used to exchange for almost anything you wanted … Money and wealth were the most worthless things. Divine weapons, martial arts, cultivation methods, official positions, and authority, industries, loyal servants, and even the Imperial Army. Everything could be exchanged with merit points!
What was even more wonderful was that the way to obtain merit points wasn't just by completing missions!
For example, if he recommended his Martial Uncle to join the organization and passed the assessment, he would receive a lot of rewards according to his Martial Uncle's rank. What was even more wonderful was that if his Martial Uncle also recommended other capable people to join the organization, then he, who recommended his Martial Uncle, would also receive a small portion of the merit points as a bonus!
And so on and so forth, it was endless!
This huge and perfect merit point system was really a genius' perfect design. It truly made the best use of everyone, and maintained everyone's enthusiasm and drive in the best state!
He didn't know from which wise man master had gotten this ingenious idea …
No, no, no. How could such a flawless idea come from the hands of an ordinary person?
Master must have been bestowed by the heavens. He was born with this knowledge, and he personally established this system!
While Young Master Wuhen was immersed in admiration and reverence for his master, Ping Yidao's expression also changed, and his mood was turbulent and intense.
After a moment, he seemed to have made a decision, and slowly said, "How do I know if you're lying to me?"
Young Master Wuhen anxiously said, "Martial Uncle, this disciple is sincerely inviting you. Otherwise, how could I tell you such a secret?
What good would scheming against Martial Uncle do to me? "
Ping Yidao muttered, "I need to think about it … There are still some questions I want to ask you."
Young Master Wuhen was overjoyed. He wasn't afraid that you wouldn't agree, but he was afraid that you wouldn't be interested. He repeatedly nodded. "Martial Uncle, please ask. As long as I can answer, I'll tell you everything I know."
The strange doctor indifferently said, "There's no need to rush … I'll give you the secret book first, and you can also tell me the poison recipe. Saving people is more important. Let's go."
Young Master Wuhen disapproved of the strange doctor's soft-heartedness, but he didn't need to quarrel with his Martial Uncle over this issue … They were just a group of lowly people. As long as he got what he wanted, it didn't matter whether they lived or died. If his Martial Uncle wanted them to live, then he would let them live.
But after he took two steps, the mountain wind blew, and his head turned cold. His IQ rose again, and he suddenly said, "Martial Uncle, please wait!"
Ping Yidao impatiently said, "What's wrong with you again?"
Young Master Wuhen smiled embarrassedly. "I was so engrossed in talking with Martial Uncle that I forgot what happened at the beginning … Martial Uncle, what I meant was that this place isn't far from the secret entrance you dug out from the cellar. We don't need to go down the mountain. We can quietly go through the mountain forest and go to your residence first. What do you think?"
The strange doctor frowned. "Why go to my house?
The secret book isn't there. "
Young Master Wuhen said with a smile, "Martial Uncle is afraid of me, and I'm also afraid of you. Please forgive me for being cautious. I'll kowtow and apologize to you afterward.
I also don't need to hide it from Martial Uncle. I'm afraid that once we reach the village, Martial Uncle will yell and attract that troublesome demonic monk to make things difficult for me. Therefore, I want to be safe.
I remember that Martial Uncle has a patient there … It's an ox-nosed Daoist priest. It seems that the demonic monk came for him. I'm not talented, so I'll take him as a hostage. It'll be safer. "
Ping Yidao's complexion slightly changed — he was ashamed. How could he forget about this Daoist priest again?
However … he said that he wanted to return to the cellar through the secret tunnel in the mountain and then come up from the cellar?
The strange doctor's expression slightly changed.
I'm still thinking of a way to take you down without alerting the marshal.
Or perhaps I should arrange a situation so that the marshal won't investigate your origin …
Since you've taken the initiative to deliver yourself to my door, don't blame me …
Ping Yidao lowered his eyelids, concealing the killing intent that flashed through his eyes. Then, he said without batting an eyelid, "Hmph, you really don't want to relax for even a moment."
Young Master Wuhen didn't care at all. "Martial Nephew is naturally timid. I've made a fool of myself in front of Martial Uncle.
If you don't want that ox-nosed person to suffer, you can also let me seal his acupoints and use myself as a hostage … "
The strange doctor coldly said, "In your dreams."
"You see, we're the same kind of people … Who would be willing to entrust their lives to others?"
Young Master Wuhen said indifferently, "However, Martial Uncle, don't worry. I won't make things difficult for that ox-nosed person … After all, we might become companions and comrades-in-arms in the future. I don't like to do things that offend people."
At this moment, on the mountain of the hidden Yuan Village, in the strange doctor's residence, Daoist Priest Bai Xue, who was sitting on the bed and feeling sorry for himself, suddenly sneezed and rubbed his nose. "Damn it, who's thinking about me?
It's definitely not that group of heartless martial brothers, and it can't be that demonic monk. Then, it must be Great Hero Sun and the others?
Alas, they still have a conscience and know how to worry about me … "