The next day.
There was an extra carriage outside the general's mansion, and a lieutenant general was transferred to serve as the coachman.
Inside the carriage, Shen Yi looked across with some doubt: "Don't you need to recuperate for a few more days?"
Xiao Qiangwei changed into a long gown with wide sleeves to cover her wrists: "No need, it has been bandaged, and the doctor has prepared precious medicine for me. I will be fully recovered in a month or two at most. Don't delay things."
She was now a little worried that Yan Xingkong would return the Sky-Breaking Sun Bow before the two of them set out. It would be fine if he returned it to Tingyang County, but if he returned it to Qingzhou Demon Suppression Division, it would be difficult to get it out again.
To avoid embarrassment, Xiao Qiangwei brought the topic back to business: "I thought about it carefully last night, and I still find it very strange. Yan Xingkong knew that his and his wife's lives were in the hands of the Demon Suppression Division, but why did he steal the precious bow for no reason? He even used the bow to shoot down the ancestral temple of Baiyun Temple. This is not a trivial matter. It can even be said to be a life-and-death feud."
Hearing this, Shen Yi raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at the bag of silver next to him.
It's a life-and-death feud, so I have to pay two hundred taels as compensation.
He didn't know much about these forces: "Put the blame on the Demon Suppression Division?"
Xiao Qiangwei shook her head and said, "It's meaningless. Although Baiyun Temple doesn't dare to show its dissatisfaction to the Demon Suppression Division in person, it still has the courage to ask a few questions. Yan Xingkong clearly knows that the demon hunter has his aura, and Baiyun Temple will definitely be able to find him through us."
At this point, she frowned slightly: "He is good at body movement, but if we really fight, he can't stop the two-yin and yang true meaning of those Taoists... He dared to steal this thing, Baiyun Temple will make him pay the price at the cost of his life. Martial arts skills are not something that can be solved by borrowing and returning."
Even if the original copy is returned intact, who knows if a copy has been made privately.
"What's the real meaning?" Shen Yi was a little curious.
"It's something you body-tempering warriors can't use." Xiao Qiangwei explained a little: "It takes a lot of effort to condense the energy into intention, and it turns the breath of heaven and earth into tangible things. This kind of martial arts is rare in the whole Qingzhou. For example, Jiang Chengyun practiced the true meaning of Yunhe, so he was able to cross the border to resist Shanjun."
Shen Yi nodded thoughtfully.
The general has not returned yet, and he has not come into contact with the real Ningdan martial arts until now, and has never fought with martial artists in the Ningdan realm.
When it comes to a dispute between two first-rate forces, one has to be careful.
Thinking of this, Shen Yi closed his eyes and rested.
Xiao Qiangwei was not a talkative person. She lifted the curtain and stared out the window, occasionally glancing at the young man, then quickly looking away.
…
About two or three days.
The carriage stopped at a small road. On the side were continuous mountain ranges shrouded in a light white mist, vaguely revealing their majestic outlines.
Two blue-shirted Taoists had their hands clasped in front of them and a few fallen leaves on their shoulders, as if they had been waiting quietly by the roadside for a long time.
They all have white hair and youthful faces, their hair tied up in a bun with a wooden hairpin, their eyes are half-closed, and their gazes are deep.
"Elder Chunyang, Elder Qingjing."
The deputy commander who was driving the car pulled the reins, seeming a little surprised: "Why don't you wait in the temple, but come down the mountain to wait?"
The tall and thin Taoist Chunyang and the slightly shorter Taoist Qingjing have extremely high status in Baiyun Temple. Except for the temple master, they have the highest realm and are both powerful people who have entered the Chengdan realm for many years.
"…"
Elder Chunyang seemed to have a more direct temper. When he heard these words, he subconsciously wanted to speak.
The ancestral temple was destroyed and the martial arts were stolen. How could I have the mood to continue sitting in the temple?
Elder Qingjing took a step forward, stopped the other party, and bowed, saying, "Baiyun Temple was robbed, and fortunately the Demon Suppression Division came to help. I have been traveling all the way, and how can I be impolite? I wonder who is the lord who is here, and if you can get off the car and have a chat."
As she spoke, Xiao Qiangwei picked up the bag of silver, got off the carriage with Shen Yi, and handed it to the lieutenant general: "General You heard about this and asked me to bring an apology so that you can rest assured. This matter has nothing to do with the Demon Suppression Division. The Sky-Smashing Sun Divine Bow was also stolen."
Elder Qingjing took the silver respectfully.
The ancestral temple of a first-rate force collapsed, and many tablets were destroyed. Only two hundred taels of silver were given to him. It felt like a slap in the face.
But he was very satisfied. After all, the one who could accomplish such a thing must be General You, and the other party's words also represented the intention of this demon-suppressing general.
After putting away the silver, the two Taoists looked at Xiao Qiangwei, then at the young man in black shirt next to them, and then looked back at the carriage.
Elder Chunyang could no longer hold back his impatience: "Sir, please get off the car quickly. We have something important to ask you."
The Sky-Breaking Sun Divine Bow was stolen. How could the Demon Suppression Division only arrange a Dan-Cheng realm cultivator who was obviously injured and had disordered breathing, and a young man to come?
"…"
Shen Yi looked at the two old Taoist priests bowing to the empty carriage and fell silent.
Xiao Qiangwei casually lifted the curtain to let the two see the situation inside, and then said: "There is no other master, this matter will be handled by Master Shen."
Taoist Chunyang was stunned for a long time before he looked at the young man. He was a little bit incredulous: "What's your name, sir?"
"Shen."
Shen Yi always felt that after he finished answering, even the more calm short Taoist priest had a hint of disappointment in his eyes.
Taoist Chunyang even muttered in a somewhat inappropriate manner: "Nonsense... Nonsense... If a treasure like the Sky-breaking Sun Bow falls into the hands of the villain who colluded with the demons, I don't know how much trouble it will cause in Qingzhou and how many people will die. How can the Demon Suppression Division be so indifferent to it..."
Taoist Qingjing pulled him back and forced a smile: "No problem, I and the other Taoist will do our best to retrieve the treasure for the Demon Suppression Division. I heard that the demon catcher has the scent of the thief, so please lead the way."
After hearing the subconscious words of the Taoist Chunyang, Shen Yi's opinion of these first-rate forces slightly changed. Even though he had lost all his hidden skills, he still had the mood to worry about others.
If possible, he also wanted to show off his cultivation in the Baodan realm to make the two of them feel a little more at ease.
But he sensed his own Qi Sea which was in the state of Jade Liquid Perfection.
Shen Yi gave up the idea. He couldn't just walk over and push the two old men to the ground, slap them each in the face, and show off his amazing talent for body tempering.
"You two don't need to worry about the affairs of the court." Xiao Qiangwei stretched out her hand and took out an extremely clear breath from the silver bell, then closed her eyes and felt the direction.
Then a hint of surprise flashed across his face.
Noticing the change in her expression, the two Taoists asked, "Is there something wrong?"
"That's not the case."
Xiao Qiangwei held back her breath and looked towards Shen Yi: "He is no more than three hundred miles away from us."
For an ordinary person, it would only take a few days to walk three hundred miles just by walking, even with food and sleep.
And for a thief king who is famous for his physical skills in the Condensation Realm...
It is almost equivalent to that after he took away the Baiyun Temple's skills, he had been waiting by the side, without even the intention of running away, for fear that the demon catcher would not be able to find him.
(End of this chapter)