Chapter 25 The Only Plan

"Yes, this is really a problem, but we are now an arrow on the string and have to send it. Even if there is any hidden strength, as long as our door master comes out, supplemented by the characteristics and growth of the bloody formula, all hidden power are all native chickens and dogs!"

"Yes, I have to endure for a while, and then I will be done!"

"Well, you..."

Slowly, the conversation voice of the two became more low. Obviously, they talked about the core. Jing Ping's spiritual power poured into his ears, but he still couldn't hear a trace of movement.

Sneak a glance and found that the two only opened their mouths and did not make a sound. It seemed that they only looked at the shape of their mouths to judge what the other party said. Jing Ping secretly admired it. It can be seen that the quality of the disciples of Xueshamen is indeed not low. In contrast, the disciples of Zhenwumen, except for the comprehensive quality of Yaogu. Higher, the rest is really not good. The inner door looks down on the outer door, and the right guard is not used to the left guard. There are many problems of unfair distribution and abuse of power. The disciples who have disappeared all day long have not noticed that something is wrong. Even if they are aware of it, they don't bother to care about it. How can such an incompetent sect think about encroachment all the truth? Compared with the sect of Wumen?

If the bloody door is not cautious enough, you must be fully prepared to attack. Otherwise, can these elder disciples in the door who only know the power struggle can stop them? It's so funny.

After a while, the two said a few more words, but then they stopped talking. Only the sound of the wind passed by their ears. They had walked through the road in front of Jing Ping, and their figures gradually faded away.

For a moment, Jing Ping, who was cautious, still stood still behind the tree. It was not until he was determined by Reiki perception that there were indeed no two people within dozens of feet that he slowly got up.

This time, he found the movements of the two spies in advance. Fortunately, he found it early, otherwise he would have a fight with the two. The two centipedes, that is, the "bloodthirsty worms", were held by the two respectively. It is estimated that they will not harm people within a while. Judging from the identity of the other party, one is Zhao Xian of the same year, and the other is People he doesn't know, but from clothes, walking, including internal cultivation, Jing Ping estimated that the other person is not an outsider, and nine out of ten are Xing Gu's disciples.

Jing Ping stayed where he was and did not move. He gently rubbed his chin with his fingers and looked at the direction of the two disappearing, with a slightly thoughtful expression.

Judging from their incomplete conversation, it seems that the other party will take some kind of action that is unfavorable to Zhenwumen in the near future, and this action will probably succeed.

What surprised Jing Ping was that one of them turned out to be Zhao Xian.

Although he and Zhao Xian were disciples who entered Yaogu in the same year, there was no intersection between them. When he heard this sound, he thought about it for a long time, but with his extraordinary memory different from ordinary people, he still recognized Zhao Xian.

The person who entered Yaogu in the same year and was firm, hard-working and cold-looking in his impression turned out to be a spy sent by the Blood Gate, which really made Jing Ping a little unbelievable.

However, after thinking about it carefully, it is not too unexpected. Only such an identity and external performance can easily maintain the status of Yaogu disciples, so that they can freely go up and down the mountain. At the same time, it is also difficult to think of spy.

After careful analysis, every sentence of his words just now regards himself as a person of the blood gate. It must not be the person who has unintentionally practiced this skill in the Martial Arts Pavilion, but a bloody spy who has been cultivated since childhood!

If it is only analyzed from these levels, the person talking to Zhao Xian is not old, which is likely to indicate a problem.

The inner disciples of the whole Zhenwumen are not counting those who have no choice because they have no intention to practice this skill. They just count the people who started in the same year as Jing Ping. I don't know how many secret spies there are!

If you add a person who has inadvertently practiced the "swallowing secret", then this number must be extremely frightening, and this is only the inner door, what about the outer door?

The more Jing Ping thought about it, the more he sweated coldly, and the more he thought about it, the more frightened he became.

No! I have to plan early to avoid falling into a passive situation when this happens.

Thinking of this, he was no longer hesitating. He ran all the way to his yard.

He opened the door and saw Sun Hu, who was awake at a glance.

Sun Hu smiled and was about to write some witty words, but when he saw Jing Ping with a serious face, he couldn't help asking, "What's wrong?"

Jing Ping said all about the bloody spy he had just encountered and his own analysis. At this time, Sun Hu's face began to be extremely solemn.

"If it is as you said, we should report it to the right guardian as soon as possible!"

Jing Ping looked colder when he heard the words, "No! How do you know that the right protector is not a blood demon? He is in charge of Xing Gu. He has always seen that our Yaogu disciples are not like him. Let's not say that he refuses to see us. Even if he sees us, he may not believe our words. On the contrary, he may rake him. On the contrary, he says that we confuses the public, but you are not finished!"

Sun Hu's face was bitter again: "As soon as I solved a problem, I found a more serious problem. I can't figure out any way about this matter. If I can't report it to the elder of the guardian, what do you think we should do?"

Jing Ping thought about it for a while, but he didn't come up with any good idea for the time being. He sighed and said, "We don't have a good idea. There is only one way for today, that is, to keep silent. When it comes to the duel between Blood Gate and Zhenwu Gate, we are choosing one side. I think many people have found this point like us, but I dare not say it. They are all watching the wind and fire.

Sun Hu didn't know what to say, but just listened to Jing Ping's analysis.

"As long as you know about this, don't spread it. We'd better live as we want, but the most urgent thing is to recuperate your body and restore your internal strength, by the way! Have you told others that you practice swallowing formulas!"

Sun Hu shook his head repeatedly: "No! You are the only one who knows!"

Jing Ping breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good, otherwise it will be another trouble. I'll move all your things to my yard tomorrow. Let's stay together. Your physical condition can't be exposed, and there are many early warning measures in my house, and you can respond as soon as possible when the sect is robbed."

After hearing this, Sun Hu's face suddenly became happy. "Hey hey, anyway, I don't bother to think about these things. I've given it to you, but how can my internal strength reply, and how deep you hide? I thought your medical skills are the most powerful, but depending on the situation, your boy's strength is definitely not low. I Calculate, you have reached the level of the fourteenth floor?

Sun Hu pinched his courage and said a fourteen-level level tremblingly.

Jing Ping looked full of contempt and said, "Guess again."

"Ah! This is still low, is it..." Sun Hu swallowed a mouthful of water and paused, "Sixteen?"

Jing Ping's face was full of contempt, and he didn't even bother to speak.

"This is still low!" Sun Hu whispered, "What is it! Tell me!"

Jing Ping smiled, "Teen, Peak"

"Uh..." Sun Hu's face turned red, his neck seemed to be stuck, and it seemed to be a little difficult to breathe.

"What are you doing?" Jing Ping smiled happily, and this time, he hit Sun Hu very hard.

"I, I, I..."

"Breathe deeply and relax..." Jing Ping said lightly. At the same time, he thought to himself that you were so shocked when you were only eighteen. If you let me know that I can also spell, you won't be shocked to death.

Looking at the suspicion of Sun Hu's suffocation death, Jing Ping took a step forward, carried his internal force, patted Sun Hu on the back, and said at the same time, "Don't be so promising. I didn't want to tell you. I'm afraid it will be stimulated, and 18 will scare you like this?"

Sun Hu was patted, and there was a burst of "cough, cough..." The sound kept coming, and the breathing finally became much smoother.

"Eighteen, peak, eighteen, peak..." Sun Hu kept talking and looked at Jing Ping with very hot eyes, "How old are you! Unexpectedly, it has reached the peak of the body repair period! Then you still need one layer to break through to the innate!"

Jing Ping rubbed his chin, "It feels like this. It should be soon."

After a while, Jing Ping found that there was no reaction behind him. He looked back curiously and saw that Sun Hu had fallen to the ground, and his eyes turned white, as if he had fainted.