104 The Book of Immortality: The Heavenly Master's Teachings (Thanks to the Jianwan Qingshan Alliance!)

When the two men greeted each other, the old scholar waved his wide sleeves and walked straight into the room.

Tian Wen and Shi Long are close friends. Just now in front of Zhou Yi, he was still concerned about Shi Long's safety.

When he saw Shi Long at this time, he seemed to be angry and did not give him a good look.

"Brother Tian~!"

Shi Long apologized to Zhou Yi, asked him to come in, and then quickly chased after the old scholar.

Zhou Yi closed the door casually and smelled a faint smell of blood.

It seems that someone has found the stone dragon.

He took a step forward and chased after the two people in front.

"Brother Tian, ​​it's Shi's fault that you can't go home."

"I'm fine," Tian Wen said miserably, "but some of my friends have been arrested by the Yangzhou authorities. Unless Chief Yuchi arrests you, none of them will have peace."

Shi Long was so ashamed that he punched his chest twice.

He cultivated both internal and external skills, and even with his mountain-pushing strength from ten years ago, he was still considered a top-notch martial artist of the time.

In addition, he was naturally fond of Taoism, remained single and unmarried, and was obsessed with martial arts for several years without leaving the house. If he had focused on practicing his own skills, he would definitely not be in the art he is today.

Seeing his face full of regret, Zhou Yi stood by indifferently, listening to the two of them talking.

Tian Wen's expression dropped and he patted his arm: "Have you figured out how to break the impasse?"

"There is a way." Shi Long said.

Zhou Yi listened more carefully, but Tian Wen cautiously pressed the issue, "Tell me what method you have, and I'll give you some advice."

"It's not poetry or music. Telling it to you would only bore your ears, and it's like spilled water."

Shi Long knew his preferences very well.

Tian Wen took a deep breath and said, "I just hope you can be more stable, otherwise we won't have the chance to drink tea together again."

"Let me introduce you again."

Tian Wen passed through the moon gate of the mansion and gestured to Zhou Yi, who was looking at an ancient well in the courtyard.

"This is Brother Bai Qiming's friend from the martial arts world. Don't be fooled by his young age, his martial arts skills are far superior to yours."

Shi Long's eyes swept over Zhou Yi.

"No wonder I couldn't see through his depth. For the past ten years, I have lived in a small courtyard on the outskirts of the city. Apart from the affairs of the Taoist sect, I don't care about the rest of the worldly affairs."

He was a little curious: "I wonder where Brother Zhou comes from."

Zhou Yi spoke slowly:

"I am from Nanyang, a country dweller, not a particularly talented person. I occasionally farm, fish, study classics, and practice Taoist studies."

Shi Long was not very moved when listening to Tian Wen recounting Zhou Yi's martial arts.

But when he heard Zhou Yi's words, his expression changed instantly.

The gaze changed from looking at a "passerby" to looking at a "fellow Taoist".

Shi Long asked again: "Brother Zhou, what classics do you study?"

Zhou Yi smiled faintly: "The teachings of Huang Lao are the great achievements of Huainan."

When Shi Long heard this, his expression changed.

He was naturally fond of Taoism, which is why he was deeply immersed in the "Secret of Immortality" and could not extricate himself.

The classics Zhou Yi mentioned just hit the root of his Dao heart.

The Taoist secret book of longevity, "The Secret of Immortality", has been passed down orally from generation to generation and originated from Guangchengzi, the teacher of the ancient Yellow Emperor.

There is a connection between this and the Huang-Lao theory.

Huainan Honglie is involved in "The Secretary of the Hongbao Garden in the Pillow", which is also a mysterious immortal book.

The artistic conception is probably not inferior to the secret of immortality.

Shi Long was a military man, but he had long been working with great scholars, poets, and readers of ancient classics to deduce the oracle bone inscriptions in the secret of longevity, and thus he also became imbued with literary talent.

At this moment, he waved his sleeves and bowed to lead Zhou Yi into the main hall: "Fellow Daoist Zhou, please come in!"

This statement is quite serious.

Tian Wen, who was standing by, was used to it and pulled Zhou Yi, who was about to bow, into the hall to sit on the low couch.

Shi Long asked him to sit down, moved the cups and plates off the wooden table, and quickly stepped into the inner room to bring out new tea sets.

Pour water into the cup and serve a cup of fragrant tea.

"This is the Tea Fairy Shugang, Brother Zhou Dao, please come in."

"Thank you very much."

When Zhou Yi thanked him, Tian Wen beside him said, "You are really generous this time."

"Little friend Zhou, you don't know that he is extremely obsessed with the mysterious theories of the immortal way. Shugang is the local tea."

"The Tea Fairy is the Guangling Tea Lady. It's said that during the Northern and Southern Dynasties, an old woman selling tea in Guangling became an immortal."

Zhou Yi took a sip, closed his eyes and praised it: "It is like sweet dew from a deep valley, which makes people feel peaceful and calm."

He wasn't talking nonsense, because he had actually heard it.

'Who would have thought that when I was old and had come out of confinement, I would be given a cup by the Emperor.' When Ouyang Xiu retired and returned to his hometown, he could not forget this Yangzhou tea.

Zhou Yi thought about this and added, "If I could get water from the well north of Yueming Bridge outside the east gate, this tea would be even better."

At this moment, both the old Taoist fan and the old Confucian scholar looked at him.

Famous people have always been able to evaluate water, and eminent monks have always been good at competing in tea making.

The location he just mentioned was the Chanzhi Temple built in the second year of Daye.

This young friend actually understands.

Tian Wen couldn't help but say, "You don't look like a visitor from Nanyang, but more like a native of Jiangdu."

Shi Long sat down and stopped talking about tea.

He first asked about Tian Wen's situation, and Tian Wen told him that the two masters of the Demon Sect had forced him to tell him the whereabouts of the Changsheng Jue.

"They were all brought here by your friend from Jianghu."

Shi Long shook his head: "He also has good intentions. He knows that I am obsessed with martial arts, so he came to tell me about another magical skill."

"But is it the Dao Heart Planting Demon Technique?" Zhou Yi looked at him intently.

"Yes, it is part of this secret method. Brother Qiu did not get it all."

"Is it Qiu Qianbo?"

"Um?"

Shi Long was puzzled, then realized: "That's right, Brother Zhou is also from Nanyang, it is worthy of being the place where dragons rise."

"How could Fellow Daoist Shi know Gang Leader Qiu? And how did he know about the Art of Immortality?"

Seeing that the atmosphere was almost right, Zhou Yi stopped beating around the bush.

He was a friend of Master Bai, and he saved Tian Wen, and they were also friends in the Taoist sect.

Shi Long's face showed a look of reminiscence, and then he spoke:

"I, Shi, was reading ancient Taoist texts. From the clues left by the ancients, I learned that there was such a rare book as 'The Secret of Immortality'. I was so eager to find it that I traveled across mountains and rivers in search of it. This Taoist treasure was not easy to come by."

"Legend has it that Guangchengzi read the War God Atlas and realized its secrets, and wrote the book 'The Secret of Immortality'. He later passed it on to the Yellow Emperor, who reportedly placed it inside a precious tripod."

"There is also the "Book of Fengshan" in the "Records of the Grand Historian": Huangdi obtained the precious tripod in Wanqu and asked Gui Yuqu for advice."

Zhou Yi listened carefully, Wanqu was Heze.

"Wanqu is in Jiyin County, where Brother Qiu's father-in-law's family lives. I happened to run into him when I went to Wanqu that year, and we hit it off immediately. He knew I was looking for the secret of immortality, and he gathered information for me from many sources. That's how I got a new clue."

"When the Eastern Zhou Dynasty was destroyed by the Qin Dynasty, part of the royal family with the surname Ji migrated here. I went to Jiyin but couldn't find any information. Brother Qiu looked through the county annals and learned that during the Eastern Han Dynasty, the Ji clan of Jiyin, one of the eight counties of Yanzhou, moved to Jiankang."

Shi Long's eyes were filled with excitement. "After much research, I finally unearthed a bronze three-ram jar used for sacrifices in an ancient tomb in Jiangdu. The jar is full of wine, and the secret of longevity is inside!"

It turns out that this is how Shilong's secret to longevity came about.

Zhou Yi's mind was wavering. He admired his willpower. Most people would have given up long ago.

Shi Long stopped talking here and reached into his arms.

In the blink of an eye, the Book of Immortality appeared in his hand.

This book is woven with black gold thread, which is impervious to water and fire. It is unique and impossible to forge.

"It is this book that made me realize what it means to have a treasure in one's possession."

"When I first got this book, I was overjoyed. However, it is inscribed in oracle bone script, which is very profound and difficult to decipher. Many of the ancient sages who have read this book were extremely wise and deciphered 3,000 characters, but 4,000 remained unsolved."

"If you don't understand the text, you can only practice according to the seven different human-shaped figures above."

"Every time I practice, my blood and qi churn like boiling water. I've been on the verge of going astray for years, causing me to become depressed and my skills to decline."

"For this reason, I found some friends to work on the book together. My friends in the martial arts world believe that this book is not about martial arts, but rather a way for ancient sages to amuse future generations."

"Even a friend as knowledgeable as Brother Tian cannot decipher so many oracle bone inscriptions."

When Tian Wen heard this, his eyes blazed with anger: "Even if all the scholars in the world were gathered together, I'm afraid they wouldn't be able to figure out the remaining four thousand characters."

"So I advised you to give up this daydream a long time ago, but you turned a deaf ear to it."

"A hundred years of life is a gift from God. There is no such thing as immortality."

"Emperors in ancient times took elixirs and sought medicine, and Zulong sent Xu Fu to sea. But who could live for thousands or even tens of thousands of years? If this were true, wouldn't there be an immortal emperor, shining through the ages? Then there wouldn't be the current rebel king."

Tian Wen shook his head and smiled with a hint of sarcasm.

Faced with the facts, Shi Long could only smile bitterly, knowing that he was right.

Shi Long, the mountain pusher, stared at the precious book in his hand in silence for a long time, then he sighed deeply.

"Shi has been dreaming foolishly, harming others and himself. He has committed the crime of possessing a treasure and brought chaos to Jiangdu. It is time to wake up from this dream."

"Friend Zhou, I'm sorry to have embarrassed you. Is Shi really confused?"

Zhou Yi naturally wouldn't say anything hurtful at this time.

Glancing at Changsheng Jue, he spoke to comfort her:

"Fellow Daoist Shi, there's no need to do this."

"It is said that the turbulent energy of the sky becomes wind. The mellow energy of the earth becomes rain. It is also said that in the first month of spring, Zhaoyao points to the zodiac sign of the tiger. At dusk, it is midday, and at dawn, it is midday."

"These images and principles teach us that everything in the world is governed by certain laws of fate, and the same is true for martial arts training."

Zhou Yi wanted to add, "You can't force it. You are not suitable for the secret of immortality."

But when he saw that Yangzhou's number one master was filled with sorrow and had a gloomy brow, he softened his heart and swallowed the truth.

Who would have thought

Fellow Daoist Shilong, who was filled with sorrow, was silent at first after hearing Zhou Yi's words, but suddenly he was shocked.

"Fellow Daoist Zhou, what are you talking about?"

Zhou Yi lowered his voice slightly: "Huainan Honglie."

"Huainan Honglie, Huainan Honglie"

Shi Long muttered several times continuously, and the light in his eyes became deeper and deeper. Tian Wen on the side glanced at him.

"Shilong, what's wrong with you?" he asked with a frown.

Shi Long didn't say anything. He poured himself some tea and drank it in one gulp.

Pour more and drink more.

He poured eight cups in succession, drinking each time faster than the last.

It was as if he had drunk all of Guangling Tea Housewife's ethereal energy. The depth in his eyes gradually disappeared, becoming clear and bright, and the melancholy was completely gone!

The Heavenly Master and the old Confucian scholar beside him were both stunned.

How can a person's temperament change so quickly?

The old scholar couldn't stand it anymore. He knew Shi Long very well and was afraid that this guy was going to do something weird again.

"Friend Zhou was just trying to persuade you. What have you figured out?"

Shi Long breathed a sigh of relief and said to Tian Wen, "I've gained something."

He stood up and bowed to Zhou Yi, "Fellow Daoist Zhou, thank you very much."

Zhou Yi didn't know what he wanted to thank him for, but he followed his words and said, "No need."

Shilong bowed again:

"The earth holds the energy, and when it is harmonious it becomes rain. The Secret of Longevity is indeed a precious book, but it is not suitable for Pushing Mountain Power. I have practiced Pushing Mountain Power and often read the precious book in this light. I am wrong, absolutely wrong."

"Taoism emphasizes that one gives birth to two, two gives birth to three, and three gives birth to all things. The Art of Longevity is one of the roots, and Pushing Mountain Power is only one of all things."

He paced the hall, feeling very emotional:

"Shi has been on the wrong path for many years. Now Daoist Fellow Zhou has helped me solve my doubts. After drinking eight cups of wine in a row, I have finally figured it all out. Daoist Fellow's words are like a gift from heaven to me. This kindness is like a teacher's. Daoist Fellow must be Shilong's Heavenly Master."

His words were full of respect and were not a joke.

Being able to use Huainan Honglie to solve his years of confusion, one can imagine what kind of attainments this is.

Shi Long asked sincerely, "I wonder where Daoist Fellow Zhou lives in Nanyang."

Zhou Yi was in turmoil in this atmosphere, but he didn't say much.

Then he stared at the stone dragon and answered softly, "Wolong Mountain and Wuzhuang Temple are where I live."

Wuzhuang Temple

Tian Wen had never heard of it before, so he asked, "What kind of place is that?"

Zhou Yi restrained his expression and said solemnly, "The immortal palace of immortality, the Taoist family with the same longevity as the sky."

Shi Long stared at the "Secret of Immortality" in his hand, and thunder resounded in his mind, and this thunder exploded the stubborn stone in his heart.

The dragon in the stone emerged from the stubborn rock, immediately flew over the magnificent wall of Jiangdu, and circled at the foot of Wolong Mountain.

His heart for the Tao was so strong that he could not help but say:

"If Shi escapes from this predicament, he will definitely pursue martial arts and travel the world to relieve the closed mind of these years."

"only"

"After leaving Jiangdu and traveling all over the country, it's hard to find a place to settle down."

Zhou Yi immediately said:

"Why is that so difficult?"

"Nanyang is a peaceful place. After you've traveled extensively, Daoist Shi, why don't you come to my Wuzhuang Temple? Let's taste the sweetness of the Tea House Spring today. But when I think about not being able to drink it again in the future, I feel a pang of sadness."

"Guanzhu."

"Friend Shi"

The two smiled at each other, feeling that they had met too late.

Tian Wen was beside them, drinking tea alone, feeling a bit down.

Immortality? Haha, another one has gone crazy.

Shi Long sat down again: "Fellow Daoist Zhou, drinking tea will not affect your reading of the Book of Immortality."

When he took the black gold thread book from Shilong and saw the three ancient characters "The Secret of Immortality",

Zhou Yi's heart calmed down instantly.

Although there were some twists and turns, this trip to Jiangdu will not leave too many regrets.

A glance,

Oracle bone script, oracle bone script, and more oracle bone script.

He couldn't recognize these words, and after reading some annotations by ancient sages, he felt that they were incoherent.

You can only look at the seven human-shaped pictures, with arrows and red dots pointing above them, which seem to be describing some kind of cultivation method.

Guangchengzi left the secret of immortality and returned to the Temple of War God to break the Vajra. This precious book was passed down, but no one had mastered it before Shuanglong.

Therefore, there are rumors that the "Secret of Immortality" in the Four Great Books cannot be practiced.

Shuanglong practiced one move each, and combined it with Master Yijian's Nine Profound Techniques.

Zhou Yi looked at the picture silently, and Shi Long made arrangements for Tian Wen:

"There will be a big battle here soon. I'm afraid there will be many masters, so I won't be able to take care of you. Old Tian, ​​please stay in the small house across the street for now. I have prepared food there."

"In just a few days, you can return home without worry. The people from all the major forces will not bother you anymore."

Tian Wendao: "Can you still be alive?"

"It was originally very risky, but now with Fellow Daoist Zhou by my side, perhaps we can have the best of both worlds."

Tian Wen nodded: "I hope so."

"I'm going to hide for a while, so as not to become a burden to you."

He looked at Shilong deeply, and his tone gradually became gentle: "If you escape and ascend to heaven, when everything is calm, don't forget to come back to see us old friends."

Shilong sighed and replied, "Yes."

Tian Wen took out a book of poetry from his arms, turned a page, and placed a willow branch inside it in Shi Long's hand.

And that page of poetry reads: "Mounting a horse without a whip, I bend willow branches instead. Sitting on a chair and playing the flute, I worry about the traveler."

"Take care of yourself."

Mr. Tian Wen patted Shi Long on the shoulder, said goodbye to Zhou Yi, and walked out with a lantern.

The stone dragon looked intently, then looked at the sky under the night sky.

His mood is so complicated.

Zhou Yi chased out and watched Mr. Tian safely enter a small house.

When he sneaked back to Shilong's mansion, Shilong was standing by the well outside the main hall, looking into the well.

If the moonlight had not been dim tonight, Zhou Yi would have thought that the stone dragon was also looking at the "moon in the well".

"Fellow Daoist Zhou, this is the way to escape."

"Could this well lead to the outside of the city?"

Shilong nodded without hesitation:

"This well is connected to an underground river that leads in all directions. This place is located in the northern suburbs. If you follow the river, as long as you find the right path, you can escape from the whirlpool in the river. Then, if you exert your strength to break free, you can escape from Jiangdu."

He handed a roll of oil paper to Zhou Yi:

"This is a map of the underground waterway. I've followed this route out of the city many times, so I can't go wrong. Just remember the left and right forks and avoid any fatal dangers, and you'll be safe."

Zhou Yi used the light to look at the waterway in the well, which was marked very clearly.

but

"Doesn't this mean that Fellow Daoist Shi can leave at any time?"

"That's right."

Shi Long held the willow branch in his hand and said, "But if I leave, none of my close friends who helped me decipher the oracle bone inscriptions will survive."

"Although I am not a virtuous person, I cannot possibly do such an ungrateful thing just to survive in this world."

Zhou Yi suddenly realized: "You are planning to lure everyone here and let them watch you escape."

"Exactly."

Shi Long felt a little guilty: "Brother Qiu came here to see me with no ill intentions. He felt that he had caused me great trouble, so he left first and led away several masters of the Demon Sect."

"You killed two people before, but there are seven people coming to Jiangdu."

"The crisis is greater on his side."

"That Sect Master Zhou already knows I have the secret of immortality. He wants both my precious book and my coffin. When Brother Qiu mentioned this, I felt horrified."

Zhou Yi roughly understood: "Boss Qiu will lead people here."

"Um."

"He has the bamboo slips I prepared with the diagrams of the Longevity Secret on them. Brother Qiu is using this to gain leverage. Chaos is imminent in the Jiangdu martial arts world."

Zhou Yi pressed the issue, "Are the carvings on the bamboo slips fake or real?"

"It can be considered true."

Shi Long said: "I didn't change the picture to carve it, but I carved it in parts. Without the precious book, it is impossible for anyone to practice it."

Zhou Yi nodded, "When will Gang Leader Qiu take action?"

"If nothing unexpected happens, it will be tomorrow evening. When the enemy arrives, it will be nightfall. We can follow the well and escape to the river under cover of darkness to avoid the Yangzhou navy."

He has made all the arrangements, so we can only act according to the plan.

Zhou Yi turned over and jumped into the well. He pushed himself up with his hands and listened carefully to the direction of the water flow in the well without entering the water.

It is obviously consistent with the waterway map we just saw.

When he returned to the well, Shi Long warned him in a deep voice to remember the fork in the waterway.

This is also a way to avoid enemy pursuit.

Others are not as familiar with the route as they are, and will waste a lot of time underwater. Those with less skill may even drown.

Zhou Yi spent another half an hour to firmly imprint the seven pictures of the Changsheng Jue in his mind.

Compare repeatedly to confirm that it is correct.

He returned the precious book to Shilong, who smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist Zhou, please keep it for me for one night."

"I've always kept this book with me all these years. Let me see if I can sleep peacefully without it."

They chose a house next to the main hall for Zhou Yi to stay in, and brought him some dry food and snacks to eat with tea.

The two chatted for a while, and then Shi Long went back to the next room to rest.

There may be a big battle tomorrow, so we must conserve our energy.

Zhou Yi looked through the "Secret of Immortality" under the light.

I can't understand those oracle bone inscriptions and annotations no matter how I look at them.

No wonder Shi Long’s daily research yielded no results.

Close your eyes, recall the seven diagrams of the Changsheng Jue in your mind, and at the same time, communicate with the mysterious relief.

Unfortunately, the relief ignored him.

I guess there's no hope then.

Zhou Yi shook his head secretly and closed the Changsheng Jue.

Shi Long treated this thing as a treasure, and Zhou Yi put it directly on the table.

He returned to his bed and sat down, realizing that he couldn't practice anymore, but he also wanted to experience what Shi Long meant by the inner demon.

then

He randomly picked a longevity map and struck the strange pose shown on the map.

After practicing for a while,

hiss.

Zhou Yi suddenly stopped.

These postures, combined with the red dots and arrow marks on the map, always give people a feeling of discomfort.

There is a big difference between the training postures he learned from the reliefs.

He then thought,

Xuanzhen Guanzang is also a Taoist mysterious skill, which is no different from the Changsheng Jue.

So I practiced according to the seven human-shaped pictures again, but the more I practiced, the more upset I became, and I always felt that something was wrong.

Zhou Yi's thoughts turned

I made some slight adjustments to the several awkward movements on the Changsheng Jue diagram, imitating the postures I had obtained from the relief.

Then practice the exercises using the red arrow dot on the Changsheng Jue.

If the stone dragon next door saw this scene, he would definitely break through the wall and shout to stop.

He has practiced martial arts for many years but he is still not so bold.

The foundation of Zhou Yi's martial arts is the foot Shaoyin Kidney Meridian, and the true energy flows out from the Yongquan acupoint.

According to the slightly modified diagram of the secret of longevity, the true energy in the foot Shaoyin actually started to move!

He was shocked, but did not restrain himself and let the true energy move.

The true qi slowly gathers at the Zhongzhu point.

After trying several times, the key point kept circling around the Zhongzhu point.

Zhou Yi was no longer the novice in practicing martial arts as before, and he immediately focused on sensing the Qi points.

really!

The wind gap on the Zhongzhu acupoint became clearer and clearer. This was a guide for him to open up the ordinary acupoints and turn them into the Zhongzhu acupoint.

This point contains the power of spleen and earth, and has the ability to regulate the upper and lower parts. It is a peaceful acupoint.

After trying it several times, I came to a conclusion.

The secret of longevity can be practiced, but Guangchengzi may not be right.

I think your comment must be right, because I have no inner demons.

It takes a while to open the acupoints in the Zhongzhu acupoint. Although he was curious about what changes would happen next, Zhou Yi still stopped.

In this respect, his mentality is better than Shilong's.

Lying on the bed, closing my eyes, I fell into a deep sleep

…

At dawn, the sky in the east was just beginning to turn pale.

A large group of people surrounded Mr. Tian Wen’s former residence.

Seven experts entered the hospital and inspected the surroundings.

There were several corpses of the Baling Gang and two people lying together in the corridor.

After carefully examining the two people, the seven people's expressions changed.

A man in gray pointed at the female swordsman on the ground.

"That's right, it's this guy who killed more than 20 of our best fighters. Tianshui Mingdie, she's actually dead!"

"Looking at the injuries, he died from the sword energy."

"This old man is the difficult character."

Another master in a black robe said:

"This man's name is Qian Zhengrong, and he's the best martial artist in Shangluo. He's mastered the Dragon-Breaking Strength, and his muscles and bones are as strong as copper and iron. Look at these tiles, they're shattered in a circle, which shows he's standing in the center, pushing his skills to the limit."

One of them squatted down and felt his wound. "What a tough bone! This external martial arts skill must have been perfected long ago, huh? He died from a blow to the Tanzhong point!"

This discovery is remarkable.

In other words, the master of boxing and kicking was defeated by others.

"Is he some martial arts master from somewhere who can break the punches and kicks of the number one person in the Shangluowai family?"

"Damn it, this news spread too fast."

"Those who use swords will die by swordsmanship, and those who use fists will die by fists. There are at least two top masters, one of whom is even a martial arts master. I'm afraid our manpower is not enough."

"Call for help, call for help again!"

The black-robed man said, "The Taiping Hongbao in the Central Plains is extremely miraculous, yet we have no chance of obtaining it. This precious book in Jiangdu is no less valuable than the Taiping Hongbao, so we must not miss it."

"Deputy Gang Leader!"

Someone shouted, "General Manager Yuchi has taken his men to Baohua Street. Jiangdu celebrities, Demon Sect masters, the Bamboo Flower Gang, the Iron Cavalry Society, the Yangtze River Alliance, and many other factions have all gone to snatch the Longevity Secret!"

"What!?"

"Walk!"

“…”

The sun was shining brightly as warships sailed into the Jiangdu wharf. Sectarian gangs from Danyang, Hailing, Jiangyin and other places arrived sooner or later.

Some less famous gangs also have top figures in charge.

Therefore, masters gather here, and a random stone thrown at Yangzijin Ferry may hit a famous person somewhere.

News about the Four Great Books and the Fifth Great Book spread quickly.

This Taoist book does not necessarily need to be practiced, it can attract a large number of people from the martial arts world to come and join it.

As a result, the anti-king forces around him could no longer sit still.

The governor of Yangzhou, Yuchi Sheng, began to mobilize troops in the morning, and tens of thousands of troops gathered.

The Jiangdu ferry was bustling with people and hundreds of boats were sailing.

Two young men of considerable stature arrived at the dock early this morning and were loading rice onto a grain ship, hoping to make some money.

People like Boss Yan who are recognized as grandfathers understand the rules best.

After being taught a lesson yesterday, they became much more polite and from now on they don’t have to hand over any money they earn through hard work.

Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling looked at the dock which had suddenly changed and were shocked by the exaggerated scene.

They also didn't know what happened in Jiangdu.

At the dock, Boss Yan blocked someone's way and got into an argument with them.

When he announced the name of the Bamboo Flower Gang's master, his voice was a little loud, and an evil monk kicked him into the water.

The terrifying boss Yan, who has more than 20 subordinates, suddenly became a character that everyone can bully.

"Boss Yan, are you okay?"

The two men rowed the Bamboo Flower Gang's small boat and pulled Boss Yan out of the water.

Yan Kuan looked at the evil monk walking away and didn't dare to say a word.

"You guys guard the boat, I'll go look for people in the city."

After saying that, he slipped away, not daring to stay at the ferry.

Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling did as they were told and did not move the rice.

However, after several large Five-Tooth warships rushed over, they created huge waves that directly carried their small boat out of the ferry.

Afterwards, he made way for a large number of water troops.

Several rival groups suddenly started fighting at the ferry, and the two men hurriedly rowed their boat to escape and got lost on the river.

This day was really not peaceful.

"Xiao Ling, look, who is that?"

Xu Ziling looked over and saw a very strange team.

There was a short and fat man in front of me, wearing a monk's robe.

Next to him was a woman in palace dress, followed by a dozen men in black. Five of the men in black were carrying a large vermilion coffin.

When the sunlight shines on it, the red coffin turns blood red.

A strange funeral procession that came from nowhere.

suddenly,

The short and fat man in the monk's robe turned his head, and the ghost fire in his eyes jumped.

After looking at them, he turned away.

"So scary! This guy is much scarier than Boss Yan. That coffin is so eerie. Is there a zombie inside?"

"Stop talking, let's not go back to the city yet."

The two men discussed and decided to row the boat down the river. With the Bamboo Flower Gang's small boat, they could go to the next ferry to make money.

However, because I don’t know how to control the boat.

When they reached the middle of the river, they screamed and the situation became increasingly chaotic.

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North of Jiangdu City.

At noon, a group of footsteps were heard outside the mansion.

The stone dragon sitting in the hall opened his eyes.

Zhou Yi hid in the dark and immediately held his breath. He could tell from the footsteps that there were nine people.

This is probably not the large army that Shilong wants, nor is it the time he wants.

But plans cannot keep up with changes.

It seems that Boss Qiu can no longer hold on.

Shi Long heard the footsteps of eight people. When they approached the gate of the house, he became alarmed and then he heard the ninth footstep.

This person was quite amazing. He hid his footsteps among the footsteps of the other eight people without any mistake.

He is now less than six feet away from the gate of the house, so it is obvious.

This ninth person must be a top-notch figure.

"Hello, distinguished guest! Please come in and have a chat."

The gate latch snapped open with a bang, and the next moment it broke apart, and the two doors slammed against the earthen walls on both sides with two bangs.

A tall man with sinister eyes walked in.

A young man followed him, and the breathing sounds of the remaining seven people were all soft and long, obviously they were all masters of internal martial arts.

"It is very rude of you to break in through the door."

The man said, "I was being extremely polite by not taking action right away."

"Shilong, give me the secret of immortality and present it to His Majesty together with me. I, Yuwen Wudi, can not only ensure your immortality, but also allow you to enjoy wealth and glory."

Shi Long shook his head: "That is not what I am pursuing, I am sorry that I cannot comply with your request."

"The emperor is incompetent. If he were to master this precious book and achieve immortality, wouldn't that be my fault?"

Yuwen Wudi sneered, then suddenly turned stern: "I'll give you one last chance. Will you die, or hand over the "Eternal Life Secret"?"

Shi Long's face was calm: "The Yuwen family's Ice Mysterious Power is well-known in the martial arts world. I, a martial arts fanatic, have never had the chance to see it. It's a pity."

"Uncle, he is seeking death." Yuwen Qinghui drew out his long sword viciously.

"kill!"

As soon as Yuwen Wudi uttered the word "kill", nine masters attacked at the same time.

The news of Shilong's whereabouts has spread, and Yuchi Sheng used the Jiangdu army to block them from behind to buy them time.

Those masters arrived in the blink of an eye. They just got there first and dared not delay.

Yangzhou's best master is well-known, and everyone who takes action will do their best.

If Shilong wanted to survive at this moment, he had no choice but to hide in the well.

But this news is only known to the Yuwen clan, and if it cannot be spread, his old friends will still be in trouble.

This is a dead end.

But with Zhou Yi here, the dead end situation turned into a living one.

The moment Yuwen Wudi shouted the word "kill", Shi Long knew that he owed a life.

Yuwen Wudi threw a punch through the air, and the air in the entire hall became extremely cold. People with less powerful skills would immediately start to chatter.

Zhou Yi carefully felt the mysterious ice energy in the dark.

This is a swirling force, and the air spins along with this cold force, which is extremely wonderful.

Shi Long was in a bad mood as he was facing nine people.

With a push of the mountain palm, the two forces collided. With the stone dragon as the center, the nearby tea tables and furniture rolled and broke like fallen leaves in the wind, falling to the surroundings.

The stone dragon in the center was pressed down by the nine people's strength, so it had to go along with the force, crushing the screen, and then leaping through the roof tiles, creating a big hole.

The nine people below thought he was going to run away and chased him directly.

The stone dragon moved to the roof of Zhou Yi's house. The tiles under Yuwen Wudi's feet cracked layer by layer. He rushed out like a cannonball and bombarded the stone dragon.

Above his right fist, the icy power turned into a whirlwind, and wherever it passed, the roof tiles flew around like fallen leaves.

At this moment,

The stone dragon who was pretending to escape suddenly turned back, planted his feet firmly on the roof.

Pull both palms behind you, put them together, then twist your body and push out the true energy in your palms with all your strength!

The force of pushing the mountain made the whole house shake.

But Yuwen Wudi was not afraid at all and directly collided with the force of the stone dragon.

A big hole was blown out of the roof, and the two men were shocked by the force and felt uncomfortable.

Broken tiles and wood chips flew everywhere. At this moment, a white shadow suddenly appeared from bottom to top. There was no sound of sword movement, and the finger was like a sword.

The cold frost pushed the falling broken tiles and wood chips up again!

Yuwen Wudi's face was filled with horror.

He had been warned, but he had just fought with the stone dragon and was unable to muster up the next breath of true energy.

At the critical moment, he reached back and grabbed.

Yuwen Qinghui, who had killed people with him in the Nanyang Salt Warehouse, was pulled in front of him without any preparation.

"ah!"

With a scream, the man below used his finger force to directly penetrate Yuwen Qinghui.

The energy and blood spurted out from Yuwen Qinghui's back and hit Yuwen Wudi's right chest.

A huge wave rolled in his heart. This inner energy was so domineering and fierce that it caused his body-protecting inner energy to collapse instantly. Just this one blow made his blood and energy churn and he suffered internal injuries.

I was extremely shocked.

The stone dragon pretended to sleep to lure the enemy. This person's attack was the fatal killing intent.

If there is no one to take the blame, how can I survive?

"Qinghui~!"

Yuwen Wudi shouted, "Quick, kill this guy!"

As he shouted, his figure exploded backwards.

I heard extreme noise all around and a large number of people arrived at the scene.

Yuchi Sheng couldn't stop it after all.

The sounds of breaking wind came one after another, and all the masters came!

Hundreds of gazes came from all directions.

Zhou Yi felt a huge sense of crisis and did not dare to pursue Yuwen Wudi.

This was a good opportunity to kill him, but he had to give it up.

"Friends!"

The stone dragon roared loudly, and the sound spread in all directions: "I have given you the secret of immortality in bamboo slips. This is a dream, difficult to describe. Friends, please do not get lost."

"Shi is taking his leave now!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he jumped towards the wellhead.

"Want to leave? Stay here for this Sect Master!"

The man who was speaking was wearing a monk's robe. His already strong hands suddenly swelled up to half their size, turning red in color. With evil spirits emanating from them, he slashed towards the wellhead with his palm through the air.

The air around him seemed to be pulled over by his giant red hand, mixing with the evil spirit of the devil, just like a man-eating skull!

The devilish waves and energy surge like a tidal wave!

It was Zhou Laoshao who sighed that the secret Red Hand Palm of the Red Hand Sect had now become the Red Evil Palm.

Such ferocious magic skills made many masters secretly fearful.

It is expected that he is a master of the Demonic Sect, perhaps one of the eight masters.

Stone dragon, you can’t escape!

At this moment, sword energy suddenly splashed like a curtain, sweeping towards the stone dragon!

"Shilong, where are you going!"

This sword energy was also heading towards the stone dragon.

Unfortunately, the sword energy collided with Zhou Laotan's Red Evil Palm, and the stone dragon fell into the well through the gap.

Zhou Laotan's skeleton devil hand was chopped into pieces by the sword energy.

All the masters in Jiangdu were horrified!

This person's skills are even higher than that of the Demon Sect's Grandmaster, and he is a Grandmaster of Sword!

A white shadow floated in the air, as if walking on the wind, at an incredible speed.

Before anyone could see his appearance clearly, the man had already chased the stone dragon into the well.

However, a voice came from the bottom of the well.

"Brother Yuwen, please remember the secret of immortality you saw. I will chase the stone dragon. When your injuries are healed, I will come to find you again."

Everyone heard this sentence.

Many people knew Yuwen Wudi and looked at him.

More than a dozen people chased to the well, but they were a little hesitant.

But seven or eight people still jumped down.

There was a splashing sound and five more people jumped in, but two of them came back from underwater and did not dare to chase deeper.

Old Zhou sighed, frowned deeply, and looked at his palm in surprise.

This man's sword energy is truly amazing.

He didn't know Yuwen Wudi, but he grasped the gazes of the people around him and immediately found Yuwen Wudi.

Mr. Zhou sighed and the others moved aside slightly.

Don't want to provoke them.

He was accompanied by a dozen or so masters of the magic arts, carrying a strange vermilion coffin, and a woman in palace dress whose aura was no less than his.

I got some bamboo slips of the secret of immortality, but I lost Qiu Qianbo!

Old Demon Zhou was already very angry, and now that his palm power was cut off by sword energy in front of everyone, the anger in his heart became even worse.

"Hurry up and give this Sect Master the Secret of Immortality, and I will spare your life."

Zhou Laotan's words shocked the people around him. Anyone who dared to touch the Yuwen clan in Jiangdu was extremely brave.

Yuwen Wudi covered the wound on his chest and snorted coldly.

Even if the opponent is a demon sect master, he is not afraid:

"That man lied to you. He is in cahoots with Shi Long. I have never read the Art of Immortality."

If it were an ordinary force, Yuwen Wudi might not pay attention to it.

But these people are masters of the Demon Sect, so he is not reluctant to say a few more words.

He pointed at the hole in the roof:

"This person suddenly attacked me from the dark, otherwise I wouldn't have been injured."

Zhou Laotan was planning to turn around and chase after the person, but after hearing this, he and Jin Huanzhen stopped together.

Yuwen Wudi told a complete lie.

"Take out the secret of immortality." Old Zhou sighed again.

Yuwen Wudi frowned: "I have already said that I have never seen the Longevity Secret, please don't go too far."

"General Yuchi's army of tens of thousands will arrive in the blink of an eye."

Old Zhou sighed and sneered, "He attacked you from a distance of less than two feet, and you managed to survive?"

"You mean, if this Sect Master attacks you in secret, you can survive?"

Jin Huanzhen on the side laughed a few times, and the phantom sound from the Evil Record of Bewitching Heart suddenly came out!

After Yuwen Wudi was injured, he was attracted by Zhou Laotan again. He was caught off guard and was hit instantly.

By the time he broke free from the phantom sound with his powerful skills, a short and fat figure had already moved behind him.

He reacted extremely quickly and stretched out his hand to block.

The two men clashed with their fists and palms, and after only two collisions, Yuwen Wudi's hands were separated by the huge force, and a thick finger was pressing on his vital point.

Mr. Zhou sighed and pronounced his verdict mercilessly: "It's obvious that you lied. With your ability, how could you avoid that person's sneak attack?"

"How dare you deceive this master with such childish lies? This is an insult to my astonishing wisdom."

"You deserve to be put in a coffin."

Yuwen Wudi was unable to tell for a moment, as he couldn't say in public that he was using his nephew's body as a human shield.

In just a moment of thinking, the Ren and Du meridians were blocked by the evil energy.

This was extremely pure innate demonic energy, and he was unable to break free for a while.

At this time, a master of the Demon Sect opened the coffin lid, and Zhou Laotan threw him in.

The vermilion coffin lid was closed again.

Yu Wen Wudi’s eyes went dark before he understood what “entering the coffin” meant.

Five black-clothed masters of the Demon Sect lifted him onto their shoulders, rocking him slightly with the "Sabrakam" ritual of the Great Ming Sect, while muttering some magic scripture.

The masters from all the major sects around them all twitched their lips. This master of the demon sect was too rampant.

Isn't that one of the four great masters of the Yuwen clan?

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PS: ('-'*ゞ has burned out, and I need Zhou Laotan to inject a mysterious true energy into me.

(End of this chapter)