Chapter 113: The Reverse Scale Sword, the Old Beggar

"I thought you would come to find me." As soon as he arrived at the base, he saw Prime Minister Lu Buwei was already here. This sentence made Ying Zifei a little defensive.

"Master Xiangguo, is it necessary to drag me into this vortex?"

Ying Zifei almost burst into cursing at this moment. How could there be such a coincidence? Lu Buwei must have been waiting here on purpose. No, it should be said that he knew that Lu Buwei wanted to come here, so he waited here one step ahead on purpose.

Lü Buwei smiled, like an ordinary old man, and said calmly: "Master Zifei, you and I are both royalists, so we should stick together, right?"

Old fox!
Cursing inwardly, Ying Zifei said somewhat dejectedly: "Master Xiangguo, just tell me directly, what do you want me to do?"

Lü Buwei waved his hand to let the others go, and said with a faint smile: "I don't need you to do anything. I have already said everything I need to say in this meeting today."

Ying Zifei's mouth twitched, and then he said angrily: "My Lord Prime Minister, I think I need to leave Xianyang City temporarily. You people are too evil."

"Same here." Lu Buwei was still smiling. His goal had been achieved and he was in a good mood.

The two walked into the base. Lü Buwei looked at the busy people and sighed: "If possible, please help me choose a few successors. Now I suddenly realize that some things are really out of control."

Ying Zifei remained silent. After a few breaths, he asked, "Is it so serious?"

"Just to be on the safe side." Lu Buwei looked at Ying Zifei with some worry in his deep eyes. He said, "You should also make some preparations. People like you and me are destined to be unable to avoid some things."

"At my age, I may not live to see that day, but you will be a witness."

"Ying Zifei, if you fail at that step, I will be very disappointed."

Taking a deep breath and exhaling slightly, Ying Zifei looked at Lu Buwei and said seriously: "I will choose a few successors for you until you are satisfied."

"But I hope you can demonstrate your ability as Lu Buwei in choosing the successor to the Great King, otherwise I won't be able to solve some problems."

"Okay," Lu Buwei nodded and said seriously, "I will do my best to do it."

The two men high-fived each other and reached a tacit understanding on this matter.

While Ying Zifei was checking the progress of the experiment, Lü Buwei left first, exited the base, and got on the carriage. Lü Buwei looked at the person waiting in the carriage, sat down casually, and said, "I have reached an agreement with him. Where should the Ni Lin sword in your hand be sent?"

"I will send it to where it should be sent." The man picked up the wine pot and drank, and said: "If you touch the dragon's reverse scale, you will die."

"This sword can only play its greatest role when it falls into the hands of the right person."

Lü Buwei's eyes were fixed on this man. Hearing his calm words, Lü Buwei said solemnly: "For you, this shouldn't be the only layout method."

"I think you should be aware of the dangers involved."

The man chuckled, stretched a little and said, "Good fortune and bad fortune go hand in hand. Some things cannot avoid danger and trouble."

“After so many years, some of the people who went overseas have resolved some of their problems.”

"After the Taoist Laozi left Hangu Pass, he set the long river of time in motion. After years of evolution, it is about to reach a breaking point."

"I originally thought it was a situation to suppress the dragon, but with the changes in today's world, it has already broken the sky."

He picked up the wine pot and drank again, in a very good mood, he said: "The fate of a dragon flying in the sky is hard to predict, the white tiger guards the hall in accordance with yin and yang."

"That kid Ying Zifei is the key to breaking the situation."

The carriage moved slowly and stopped halfway. The man, carrying a long box on his back, turned his back to Lu Buwei, waved, and walked away leisurely.

When his figure disappeared, Lu Buwei let out a sigh and looked towards the direction of the palace.

"Destiny?"

"Haha, that's a really interesting statement."

With a murmur, Lu Buwei got on the carriage and returned to his mansion.

……

There have always been various open and covert struggles on the borders between Qin and several other countries, and the undercurrents here have always been bloody.

"Sir, it has been cleaned up." Sishe came over and reported. Ying Zifei nodded slightly, looked at the buried body, found a clean place, and sat down cross-legged.

Not long after, several figures came over here and stopped not far from Ying Zifei. Dong Jun came over here, bowed slightly and said: "Master Zifei, my Yin Yang family's intelligence base was "accidentally killed" during your cleanup this time. Shouldn't you give an explanation?"

The suppressed anger made Dongjun's cold face flush a little. Ying Zifei laughed and said, "Sir Dongjun, that was done by Cheng Jiao. My people are always sharp-eyed."

Upon hearing this, Dongjun clenched his fists and wanted to punch this guy. It was indeed Chang'an Jun Chengjiao who did it, but Dongjun didn't believe that Ying Zifei had no intention of doing it.

"Master Zifei, I, the Yin-Yang family, have not offended you two masters, right?"

Dongjun tried to suppress her anger and make her tone calmer, but when she saw Ying Zifei's casual smile, she couldn't hold it in and her face turned cold.

"I'm just teaching some rude people a lesson." Ying Zifei looked at Dong Jun and said leisurely, "Some people always say, 'It's an honor for Qin to be admitted.'"

"Mr. Dongjun, since we are partners, this would be a provocation to our Qin State."

Dongjun's pupils shrank and he cursed in his heart those arrogant bastards. They were able to give Ying Zifei a handle on them. No wonder Ying Zifei and Cheng Jiao went crazy and killed people.

Exhaling slightly, Dong Jun said: "Master Zifei, those lunatics must not be disciples of my Yin Yang School."

"If there are any misunderstandings in the future, please clarify them first, and my Yin-Yang family will solve the problem."

Although he lowered his head, the dissatisfied tone in his voice could be heard by everyone standing around.

"Sir Dongjun, let me remind you that this situation must not happen again." Ying Zifei said slowly, and then flicked the scabbard of Chiyou Sword with his finger. With a whoosh, Chiyou Sword was unsheathed, flew over, and struck in the air. At the moment when Dongjun had no time to make a move, the tip of the sword touched Dongjun's forehead.

A drop of bright red blood fell, and Chiyou's sword bounced back and returned to the scabbard.

The slight pain on her forehead frightened Dongjun. She looked at Ying Zifei with extremely complicated expressions.

This is a deterrent, but also a warning.

Suppressing the churning emotions in his heart, Dong Jun said coldly: "As expected of the Marquis Zhen'an who created his own technique. I will learn from you."

Ying Zifei's strength improved too quickly, Dongjun sighed inwardly.

Nowadays, Gai Nie and Wei Zhuang, two of the most powerful disciples in the world, are also very famous. Their strengths are blossoming. The younger generation of the Yin-Yang family must show more talents.

"Mr. Dongjun, go back and tell some of your Yin-Yang family members not to be too arrogant in the future."

Ying Zifei continued in a leisurely tone, "This time it was just some intelligence bases, next time it might be other people."

"Since the leader of the Donghuang Sect has entrusted the affairs of the Yin-Yang family to you, I think you should pay attention to it."

His eyes turned cold, and he continued, "The Yin-Yang family went too far in some things."

Dongjun felt as if he had been seen through, and felt a little uneasy, but he still pretended to be calm and said, "Master Zifei, my Yin-Yang family has never done anything harmful to the Qin State."

"Haha, then you'd better remember what you said today." Ying Zifei no longer continued to point out specific things. Some things can be done, but they cannot be pointed out.

If it is revealed, there will be no room for maneuver.

"I'm leaving." Dongjun bowed, then turned and left. Her eyes swept across Sishe, then looked at the newly renovated pile of earth not far away. She suppressed the waves in her heart, and left quickly with her men.

Watching the group leave, Ying Zifei turned his gaze to the other side and said calmly: "You have watched the show for such a long time, you have great concentration."

Before he finished speaking, he flicked his fingers three times with great force, and three fallen leaves that had not yet hit the ground in front of him flew away with a whoosh.

A figure appeared, waved his robe lightly, and then three fallen leaves fell into his hands without any damage.

He walked over leisurely, his robe dust-free. When he got closer, he bowed slightly to Ying Zifei.

"Master Zifei, we finally meet. It is a pity for me that we did not meet in Xianyang City some time ago."

Ying Zifei looked at the man and chuckled, "Senior, you have a good way. Borrow Zifei's knife to help you solve the problem."

The old man laughed loudly, with a strong aura spreading out, and said: "Once the dust has faded away, I will be qualified to play chess."

"Master Zifei, in some matters, the two of us will be good partners."

Ying Zifei took a deep look at the old man, and then asked tentatively: "Senior, it seems that you have gained a lot."

"Why do you have to test me?" The old man looked at Ying Zifei and chuckled, "I have gained a lot from your technique."

"Now that I can temporarily suppress the injury, for me, this is a big problem solved."

Hearing this, Ying Zifei was unable to make a judgment in his heart. This old beggar from the Yin-Yang family no longer looked down and out. In his perception, the aura of this guy was thick but lacked the sense of death.

After a little thought, he tried again: "Senior, there is no need for cooperation. You and I both know that cooperation without trust is nothing but intrigue."

"Are you rejecting me?" The old man's eyes turned cold and his expression changed instantly, as if he would attack Ying Zifei if he gave the wrong answer the next moment.

The Sishes tensed up immediately, ready to attack at any time, but Ying Zifei said leisurely: "Senior, the Donghuang Patriarch of the Yin-Yang Family will not let you live freely. I'm sure you were also seriously injured by the attack from the Donghuang Patriarch of Xianyang City that day."

"Senior's threats are of no concern to me. Even if you have found a friend who can be your ally, so what?"

At this point, Ying Zifei smiled coldly and continued: "Even if the Eastern Emperor has more plans, at this moment, he and I, Ying Zifei, are the most suitable allies."

"If the senior really attacks Zifei, the Black Ice Platform controlled by Zifei will immediately turn to investigate and track down the information about the senior."

"I think that when the time comes, the Donghuang Sect Leader of the Yin-Yang Family will definitely thank me."

"Senior, do you think what I said makes sense?"

Upon hearing this, the old man felt that Ying Zifei was too difficult to deal with. If he had a chance to control this guy, he wouldn't mind using the Yin-Yang School's unique methods.

Now that he was threatened, although he didn't want to force Ying Zifei, he didn't want to show weakness at this time, so he said with all his strength: "Ying Zifei, what Donghuang Taiyi is planning, you are just courting death by forming an alliance with him."

"Since you are an intelligent person, you naturally know that if I can live and live a better life, it will be a good restraint for Donghuang Taiyi."

"You won't deny this, will you?"

Ying Zifei nodded and narrowed his eyes. He noticed the old man's weakness, but he would not easily show his attitude when dealing with such an old fox.

The initiative must be in your own hands.

"Senior, if you want to cooperate, you must be sincere. I think it took a lot of effort for you to convince that lunatic."

"After all, you were captured in Daliang City of Wei State, and it is said that you almost became a test subject."

The old man's face was extremely dark. What happened that time was the shame of his whole life. He stared at Ying Zifei with shame and anger, his uncontrollable breath was full of violence.

"Ying Zifei, are you provoking me?"

The intact fallen leaf in his hand had been wrapped in internal force, giving people a frightening sense of sharpness, as if it was about to fly out at the next moment.

(End of this chapter)