nucmednet Chapter 170 Confused
Chapter 170 Confused
After Ding Yi led several of his followers into the jungle, someone else suddenly came over, first clasped his hands in greeting to Liu Feng and his companion, and then excitedly pointed to the boxes on the bamboo raft behind them.
"Master, these are the betrothal gifts we found on the ship!"
"what is inside?"
Liu Feng asked casually.
"They're all silver notes and gold, but while these things are valuable to us, they're somewhat of a waste for the Yin-Yang Palace."
the man said.
"It's a nightingale."
Zhou Hongji, who was healing with his eyes closed, suddenly opened them and said something.
"What does Brother Zhou mean?"
Liu Feng was taken aback.
"The Nightingale, as a weapon effective even against those at the Divine Palace Realm, is of immeasurable value and should be the true betrothal gift this time. What a pity..."
Zhou Hongji sighed.
If they can obtain the Nightingale this time, it will be a great thing for their sect, and they will also be able to better understand the weapon-refining techniques and supernatural abilities of the Taiping Palace.
"Could that kid surnamed Ding be lying?"
Liu Feng suddenly asked.
"Not really. Nightingales are good at recognizing people. If it were a stranger, it would definitely make an unusual sound. There's no way it could hide it."
"Moreover, the Nightingale is also a huge sphere. As you can see, I just took a special look and there were no protrusions on that person's body, so it's unlikely that it was hidden on his body."
Zhou Hongji shook his head.
"That's a pity. Will the Nightingale's disappearance affect the plan?"
Liu Feng nodded upon hearing this, and then asked another question.
"No, no matter how mysterious the nightingale is, it's just an inanimate object and can't reveal any information. Besides, it's already lost in this vast jungle, so they probably won't be able to find it."
Zhou Hongji remained quite calm and continued speaking.
"Thank you very much, Brother Zhou."
Upon hearing this, Liu Feng clasped his hands in a respectful greeting to Zhou Hongji and spoke earnestly.
"We both work for the church, so there's no need for thanks."
"Let's plan carefully how to deal with the upcoming turmoil."
Zhou Hongji said with a smile.
One day later, at the Yin-Yang Palace, in the Xuan Guang Hall.
Qiu Dishui looked at the report in front of her with a gloomy expression, seemingly lost in thought.
The envoy from Taiping Palace, who was supposed to come and deliver the betrothal letter, still hadn't arrived; it was already a full day late.
The people sent to the ferry crossing to ferry passengers were merely messengers; to this day, no large ships have been seen docking.
They even sent small boats upstream to meet them, but they found no ships belonging to the Taiping Palace.
An ominous premonition suddenly appeared in Qiu Dishui's mind.
"The ferry crossing is in Baihe County. Send a message to the Surveillance Bureau in Baihe City. I need to know where the people from Taiping Palace have gone within three days!"
Qiu Dishui looked at the servant kneeling in front of her and said coldly.
"Yes!"
The servants obeyed and hurriedly left the main hall, which then returned to calm.
On the other side, in Baishui City, at the Inspectorate.
Fu Lousheng was reading in his study when he suddenly paused, then looked at the window beside him.
Suddenly, a pure white falcon flew in through the window and landed on the carved long table in the room.
"The snow falcon in the palace?"
Fu Lousheng got up, went to the table, took the letter tube from Xue Jun's leg, poured out the letters inside, and his expression darkened after just one glance.
The people from Taiping Palace have disappeared in Baihe County?
Fu Lousheng was somewhat puzzled as to why the people from Taiping Palace were coming to Baihe County.
Besides, since you're here, why didn't you inform Baihe City beforehand so that someone could be sent to meet you?
Now that something has happened, the palace is coming to him, which made Fu Lousheng snort coldly.
"These elders in the palace, all they do is occupy their seats and wait for offerings; they've even lost their way in cultivation!"
Several thoughts flashed through Fu Lousheng's mind, and then a flame suddenly rose in his hand, instantly burning the letter to dust.
Despite his cursing, he immediately opened the door and walked out, heading straight for the office.
Vientiane Gate.
Back in the city, Ding Yi had disguised himself as Li Baozheng and returned to the gate, where he took out the Nightingale and continued to study it in the study.
The nightingale had now returned to its spherical shape, but lay there quietly on the table.
Ding Yi tried to use the Exorcism Technique on the 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 Exorcism Technique can only work when it is touched.
This is much easier to preserve than idols!
Ding Yi was increasingly satisfied with the fleshy ball, thinking to himself that the Taiping Palace was indeed quite skilled in weapon crafting, and that he could make more of these things in the future to extend his lifespan.
After all, this thing doesn't have to worry about the loss of evil energy, nor does it have to worry about the detection of evil spirits by talismans. Moreover, it's easy to carry, just like a power bank.
Most importantly, this thing seems to be able to stimulate the potential of worshippers, allowing them to unleash power beyond their own limits.
Ding Yi pressed the fleshy ball, wanting to see if he could use it, but the thing remained motionless, as if it were dead.
Well then, let's just consider it a small statue.
Ding Yi then thought about the palm strike he had delivered when he killed Liu Xiaofeng.
At that time, Liu Xiaofeng's aura was perfectly unified, and all the essence and evil energy in his acupoints were released. However, he was still broken by Ding Yi's palm. It seemed like a sure thing, but in reality, Ding Yi felt a strong sense of rejection when he broke through Liu Xiaofeng's defense.
The feeling was like striking the surface of water with your palm; although your hand went through the water, the resistance from the rebound made you extremely uncomfortable.
The reason he was ultimately able to break through was entirely due to Ding Yi's exceptionally strong foundation. All four stages of his mortal body were at their peak, and once he entered the Yuanqiao (Primordial Aperture), the speed of his blood and qi conversion was like a train running. Not only was the speed fast, but the essence and qi were also extremely pure. Against opponents of the same realm, he was absolutely overwhelming.
Therefore, Ding Yi also discovered a problem: he had always been in a state of ignorance regarding the use of the essence within his Yuanqiao.
Take yesterday's palm strike, for example. It was just about letting the essence in the acupoints float in the palm, overwhelming Zhou Xiaofeng with sheer force, without any technical skill involved.
It was obvious that Zhou Xiaofeng was much more skillful in utilizing the vital energy within his acupoints than I was.
This made Ding Yi realize that his research and application of the Yuanqiao Realm were only superficial, and that a Yuanqiao Realm martial artist, who was called extraordinary, was definitely not that simple.
When he reached the Yuanqiao Realm, apart from discovering that the quality of his essence and qi far surpassed that of his blood and qi, he did not find anything else unusual, which made him feel as if his path forward had been cut off.
He desperately needed to find a new teacher, one who could teach him the mysteries of the primordial aperture.
Although strengthening the secret manual might describe some knowledge of the Yuanqiao Realm, such a profound realm, without guidance, relies entirely on textual understanding and comprehension, which can easily lead to huge errors, and in the end, it will be disastrous.
Thinking of this, Ding Yi couldn't help but feel a headache coming on.
Does this mean we'll have to trouble Nangong Tian again?
No, Nangong Tian has already sacrificed too much for him; he simply can't bear it.
Although Nangong Tian tried his best to hide it, Ding Yi had already figured out that he and that old woman were having an affair.
Otherwise, why would the leader of the Chaotic God Cult give face to a mere martial arts practitioner who refines internal organs and act as a go-between for himself?
After much thought, Ding Yi still had no idea what to do. Just then, a servant's voice came from outside the door:
"Is Master Li here? The sect leader requests your presence!"