The sunshine in the early morning spreads in a manor.

This is the headquarters of the Ichmond.

Although it is not as large as Jingmen, and the overall area is not as luxurious as Jingmen, it has its own tranquility.

Han Xu and his master Han Shengli walked on the trail in the manor, smelling the scent of birds and flowers, and only felt refreshed.

The two men were commissioned by Qin Baoguo of Zhongzhou to sneak into the Eight Gates of Kyoto to investigate the family destruction and theft of Sanxingdui for more than a month.

Now that things are about to be done, the two of them have a little relaxed expression.

"Master, this is such a good place! It's much better than the smell of mud and rotten in the book door!"

"Shut up! There are so many people and eyes. Master Huajin can listen to the movements within a hundred meters. What you say may have been heard by others!" Han Guishou shouted in a low voice.

Han Xu's face suddenly tightened, his ears moved, and said in discontently: "Master, I'm not a fool, there is no one there within a radius of 100 meters!"

"Shut up!"

Han Ghost Hand scolded again and pointed quietly under the pavilion not far away.

Han Xu looked at him and his heart was shocked.

Under the pavilion, an old man in gray robe stood at some point, teasing a bird happily.

With the super listening skills he has developed, he has not heard anyone here at all.

Han Xu wanted to say something, but his master pulled him and walked towards the pavilion.

"Cemen, Han Ghost Hand (Han Xu), I have met the leader of the Yellow Sect of the Snow Sect."

Han Guishou and his disciple stood respectfully in front of each other, lowered their heads and fists to salute.

"Haha, the disciple of the Book Sect?"

The old man in gray robe chuckled softly, he was Huang Fengqi, the leader of the Immortal Sect.

The old man looked at the two people in front of him, but a strange look appeared in his eyes.

When the disciples of the Book of the Sect are in the Sect, they often use their clothes to identify their identities.

Black is an inner disciple, and white is an outer disciple.

The two people standing in front of them, one old and one young, were all dressed in white.

It’s okay if the young one is still in his early fifties, so why is it still an outer disciple?

"Brother, I wonder how long you have been in the book gate?"

Huang Fengqi couldn't help but ask, and had a hint of suspicion about Han Ghost Hand's identity.

Han Guishou's old face turned red and he replied with a smile: "Report to Master Huang, I just joined the Ce Sect, and I have only been more than a month since then, so I am still an outer disciple."

"This is my son Han Xu. The father and son were originally doing a single gang in the northwest. They were lucky enough to be the leader of the Cemen He sect, and they let us join the sect..."

Huang Fengqi nodded after hearing this, "So that's it."

The one-man who works in a single gang made a living was the father and son who robbed the tomb together.

Tomb robbers are mostly business that only blood relatives dare to do.

After all, a thief hole was made, and the person on it was tied with a rope to put another person down to touch the gold.

If the person above gets malicious, cuts the rope and backfills the earth, and immediately takes the life of the person inside.

Therefore, most of the dealings between brothers and fathers and sons are concerned with mutual trust.

It seems that these two people must have some skills, otherwise they would not have been included in the eyes of He Conglong, the leader of the Book Sect.

He dispelled his doubts and continued to concentrate on teasing the bird on his hand.

But Han Xu, who was standing beside him, was not as cautious as his master, but looked up at the other person without turning his eyes.

He was surprised and couldn't help but ask, "Master Huang Sect, why can't the parrot on your hand fly away?"

Huang Fengqi was holding a beautiful big bird in his hand. He recognized it as a colorful macaw native to the Americas.

Such a big bird kept flapping its wings on Huang Fengqi's hand, trying to fly and escape, but it could not escape Huang Fengqi's palm.

Han Xu felt puzzled.

"Shut up!"

When Han Guishou heard his disciple's sudden inquiry, he panicked and hurriedly told him not to be troubled.

Huang Fengqi smiled faintly and spread his hands in front of the two of them.

"This is a bird I caught accidentally at night. Are you wondering whether it is strange that the macaw raised by someone has lost its owner and ran to my door to look for food. I felt pity and planned to tame it and train it well."

"This colorful macaw is said to have a lifespan of 80 years. Maybe the bird is still alive if I die."

Huang Fengqi said as he spread his palms and let the parrot be completely exposed in front of the two of them.

The parrot jumped even more violently, but unfortunately, no matter how it spread its wings, it could not fly up and escape from the other party's palm.

"You haven't answered my question yet, why can't it escape?" Han Xu asked again stupidly.

Huang Fengqi was stunned and smiled.

"This little brother, do you know that Tai Chi can transform all the power. This bird flew in my hand and could never step on the center of gravity of my palm. How can it fly?"

Han Xu nodded blankly, as if he understood a little.

But Han Ghost Hand was filled with storm in his heart.

Tai Chi transforms into strength, transforms all the strength!

This is the strength that only the peak master of Huajin practice can have when Tai Chi has reached a certain level.

Why do you say you may have it?

According to legend, Yang Luchan, a master of Tai Chi a hundred years ago, performed this kind of unique skill on the streets of Kyoto.

A quail was fluttering in his hands, but it could not fly out of his palm anyway.

But at that time, Yang Luchan first entered Kyoto, which was the peak of Huajin.

If he had to hold a macaw in his hand and transform his strength, he would probably not be able to do it.

The parrot in Huang Fengqi's hand is countless times bigger than a quail, and is it more than many times bigger?

Could it be that Huang Fengqi has already embraced the pill?

When Han Ghost Hand thought of this, a cold sweat broke out.

This scene happened to be seen by Huang Fengqi, and he thought that this person could not control his cold sweat on his forehead. At most, he thought that he would be a Mingjin boxer.

I suddenly lost my interest in continuing to communicate with the other party.

He put the parrot in his hand into a cage hanging under the pavilion, locked it carefully, and asked.

"Brother Han, I wonder what the sect leader asked you to come here, what's wrong?"

When Han Guishou heard this, he quickly wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and said respectfully.

"When I go back to the Huang Sect Master, He Sect Master will go abroad to do business soon. I especially ask the two of us to ask for some 'Lipo Pill' to avoid using it when doing business outside."

"Lipo Pill?"

Huang Fengqi frowned, "That's not a fire gate thing. Why are you looking for me to have a tired gate? If he wants some top-quality injury medicine, I can give it to him. Go to the fire gate Li Baodan to go!"

Han Guishou hurriedly said, "Master Huang, we have already been to Huomen yesterday. After Master Li of Huomen said that after he refined a batch of 'Lipo Pill', he gave it to the Imperial Gate for use. There was no inventory at the moment, so we asked us to ask for a few..."

Huang Fengqi was stunned and remembered what happened yesterday.

The elder Hu Qingniu in his sect brought back three hostages. In order to better control them, he used the "Lipo Pill" of the Fire Sect.

Once this thing is taken, the whole person is like a walking corpse and has completely lost the ability to think about himself.

The most amazing thing is that it doesn’t care about the boxing realm. Whether it is the dark force or the powerful master, you will be hit if you are not careful.

Because of taking Lipo Pill, the Fu Yapo among the three souls and seven souls forced him out of his body.

And Fu Yapo is in charge of human emotions.

The soul of the sacred arrow disappears, and people's joy, anger, sorrow, fear, love, evil, and desire no longer exist, and they become puppets that can only be obedient.

I believe that He Conglong from the Cemen has taken it abroad and needs to control the people.

He exhaled and said, "I forgot. You go to the front yard to find Hu Qingniu, just say what I said, and you will get ten of them."

As for why you have to give ten.

This "Lipo Pill" does not completely destroy the seven souls in the human body, but temporarily drives them out of the body. As long as you don't eat them for a while, the driven soul will naturally return to the body.

Ten pieces are enough for half a month to use.

"Thank you, Master Huang." Seeing the other party agreeing, Han Guishou hurriedly clasped his fists and bowed.

Huang Fengqi seemed to have lost interest in chatting with them, so he waved his hand and asked the two to leave.

Han Ghost Hand and Han Xu didn't dare to stay for too long, so they turned around and left in a hurry.

Huang Fengqi didn't think until they disappeared.
To be continued...