Chapter 141: The Rebellion of the Wind and Cloud Fairy

After the Kun Gang members left, Zhou Yi glanced at the letter again.

I originally planned to stay at the ranch for a while, talk about martial arts with Lao Lu, and watch the moon and talk about food with Xiuxun.

But I couldn't calm down at this moment.

After making up his mind to leave, he did not hesitate and went to the back mountain to say goodbye that afternoon.

Lu Miaozi still had a relaxed and comfortable demeanor, stroking his beard and sighing with a smile:

"The Jianghu is full of ups and downs, and heroes are vying for supremacy. Your youth is far more exciting than mine."

"That's not necessarily true," Zhou Yi quipped. "Your Excellency has a long-standing reputation for his erudition and talent, and he's also a romantic figure in his pursuit of the Yin Queen. Naturally, he's the envy of others."

Lu Miaozi smiled awkwardly and waved his sleeves to chase him away.

He added:

"Come see me again when you have time."

"Of course, I still miss Mr.'s Six Fruit Wine."

Zhou Yi said, bowing to the old man and saying, "Take care."

He gained a lot during this period of time. Lao Lu was very open with his advice, which greatly broadened his horizons.

Lu Miaozi nodded with a smile, and when Zhou Yi turned to leave, he suddenly said:

"Zhou boy, don't get involved in love affairs, don't end up like the old man."

After Lu Miaozi finished speaking, Zhou Yi responded without even turning his head:

"Don't worry, I'll take this as a warning."

There seemed to be laughter in his words.

Lu Miaozi stared at the back, then laughed and cursed, looking up at the void and sighing:

"Brother Xiang, this kid is still not as good as you. Brother Xiang, you work diligently, but this kid only knows how to squander his talent."

As the sun sets and the moon rises, the six glazed palace lanterns on the top floor of Cuihuang Pavilion are all lit up.

Usually, Shang Xiuxun would be here in the evening to deal with letters from all over the place, as well as business changes brought about by the ranch steward and deacons.

Zhou Yi meditated beside the crowd, enjoying the evening breeze.

She only had to look up to see him.

After such a long time, I seem to have gotten used to it.

When Shang Xiuxun heard that he was leaving, she was naturally reluctant to let him go. She did not have the free and easy mood like the old man in the back mountain.

He has a unique identity and has been involved in the struggle for the throne. Now the world is in turmoil and the situation is unpredictable.

It is unexpected that I can stay here for such a long time and accompany you every day.

I'm afraid his military advisor would complain a lot when he's away.

She knew the situation well, and she was also in charge of the ranch and the mountain town, so she knew exactly how much work there was to do, so she wouldn't say anything to try to keep him.

"Stop staring at me and eat your food."

Zhou Yi pointed to the table and picked up a few more small silver fish for her.

"Are you sure you're leaving tomorrow?"

"right."

The beautiful farm owner ignored the silverfish in the bowl and just stared at his face, without giving any indication of what he wanted to keep.

Suddenly I heard him say:

"I'm afraid there will be major changes in the Jianghuai area. I must go there in person. However, I will write to you."

Shang Xiuxun was only slightly comforted.

She values ​​the friendship in this letter, but she also realizes that when someone is by her side, no matter how long the letter is, it can never be as touching as this moment.

"When will you come again?"

"I won't know until I get to Jiangdu."

After Zhou Yi finished speaking, he continued to pick up food for her and asked her to eat.

Miss Shang was a greedy foodie, but at this moment she felt the food was tasteless.

Thinking that she hadn't seen him for a long time, she couldn't take her eyes off him. Zhou Yi put down his chopsticks and looked at her, and suddenly saw that the beauty's pretty face under the lamp was worried.

He moved his chair closer and reached out to pull her.

The beautiful owner felt a warm hand gently holding her wrist, and she only needed to resist a little to break free.

With her outwardly smiling but actually aloof and cold personality, she would never be treated lightly.

However, he did not resist, but willingly put aside the pride in his heart and regained the feeling he had in the back mountain.

At that time, she was in a trance and lacked support.

This time the mountain city was in order, and the old man had come back to life, which was very different from the last time.

I became more shy and my heart beat faster.

But she also thought that if he acted flirtatious again, she would bite him and then run away, so that he wouldn't think she was a casual woman.

But Zhou Yi just held her in his arms and went back to eating his food.

Shang Xiuxun relaxed a little, but thought of her mother.

Suddenly he said, "Can I ask you a question?"

"Ask anything."

She pondered for a few breaths:

"Saint Cihang and Demon Yin Gui are both extremely beautiful women. I heard that they have frequent dealings with you. Is this true?"

Zhou Yi said without hesitation:

"I've had some dealings with them, and they are indeed as stunningly beautiful as Xiuxun, but that's because of my special martial arts skills. The two of them were constantly fighting, so they wanted to use me as a training ground. If you want to talk about our relationship, it's mostly in martial arts."

"real?"

"At least it's real now."

"Bah, 'now'." Shang Xiuxun was so angry when she heard this that she hit him.

Then he said, "You are so smart, why don't you lie to me a few times?"

Zhou Yi stopped eating and thought:

"I think back to our brief encounter outside Nanyang City. We exchanged letters about the Dangyang Caravan and became silent friends. Even now, this friendship is truly precious. I wouldn't lie to you, and I haven't lied to you before."

Shang Xiuxun thought about his words and said, "How can a friend be like this?"

She just said this, but she didn't mean to get up. Zhou Yi bent his left arm and hugged her tighter.

"Xiuxun, we are about to part ways, I want to toast you."

Zhou Yi moved his right hand, creating a layer of spatial fluctuations.

The white jade cup not far away flew into his hands and was placed together with the cup in front of him.

Poured two glasses of Yunnan sweet wine.

Shang Xiuxun took the wine glass, and under the palace lantern, the two of them clinked their glasses gently and drank it all in one gulp.

Shang Xiuxun stopped talking and just savored the taste of the sweet wine.

Lying in his arms, she asked, "Is this wine sweet?"

"Of course it's sweet."

Her cheeks flushed, and she looked intoxicated. "When you come back next time, I'll treat you to sweeter wine."

Zhou Yi thought seriously: "Is there a sweeter wine?"

The beautiful farm owner hummed softly and hugged him with both hands, reluctant to let him go.

Zhou Yi put down his wine glass, feeling her affection. As the owner of the ranch mountain city, she seemed to lack a sense of security more than ordinary people.

Thinking of her elders' experiences, Zhou Yi's voice became gentler: "Don't even mention sweeter wine, even if it's just old mash, I will happily return."

Shang Xiuxun was silent for a moment:

"If you need horses when you go south this time, please write to let me know."

Zhou Yi said, "Isn't this breaking your family's ancestral teachings?"

"Not bad, it's still business."

"oh?"

Shang Xiuxun didn't even raise her head: "It's not free, I'll sell you a horse for one copper coin."

Zhou Yi marveled at her and said with a smile, "What a business genius! Fan Li and Zigong from the Spring and Autumn Period, and Lü Buwei from the Qin Dynasty, when it comes to business, they're nowhere near as good as Xiuxun."

Shang Xiuxun smiled after hearing this.

That night, the beauty owner left Cuihuang Pavilion around midnight.

Zhou Yi returned to his residence on the fourth floor and couldn't even close his eyes.

He lit the lamp and worked at his desk for more than an hour before lying back down on the bed.

The next morning.

Shang Xiuxun accompanied him down the mountain alone, and brought a snow-white horse without a single spot of other colors, which was called the Jade Lion Zhaoye.

It is the best steed on the ranch.

Zhou Yi was about to take a boat down the river, so he declined the offer.

However, he took the other two gourds of wine without hesitation.

Standing on the Dongxia city wall, I watched the green shadow in the distance gradually disappear and hide in the morning mist.

She was feeling melancholy when an old man as tall as a pine or cypress came beside her.

Lu Miaozi looked towards the east and could no longer see the man. He turned to look at his daughter and could not help but say:

"Zhou is good at everything, so it's hard for him to fall in love like I do. So, don't be like Qingya and don't keep everything in your heart."

Shang Xiuxun glanced at the old man and was too lazy to complain.

However, on the way back to the inner castle, I would think of my mother.

Naturally, it also reminds me of his scandals with those women.

She frowned slightly and walked up to the fourth floor of Cuihuang Pavilion.

As soon as she pushed the door open, she looked at the bed and suddenly smiled.

This guy was so steady, but he left in such a hurry this time that he didn't even tidy up his bedding, so it was still a mess.

She also lived here from time to time and was very familiar with the ancient swords, calligraphy and paintings, and various ornaments around her.

Reaching out to fold the quilt.

Suddenly, he was startled and looked towards the head of the bed. The landscape painting that was originally hanging there had been taken down and replaced by another painting.

Look closely at the painting.

The background of the painting is the dining hall next to the inner fortress. A beautiful woman is standing in the courtyard of the dining hall, holding a palm-leaf fan and looking at a stove with a smile on her face. Meat is simmering on the stove. The ground is messy, with a few scattered mushrooms and a wine pot tilted beside it.

It was exactly the scene of her stewing sweet wine chicken, but it did not match the reality. It was obvious that he just guessed it and did not see it, so he painted it based on his imagination.

Although it did not match the real scene, it made her feel warm.

It seemed like he could understand my feelings without me saying anything.

And in this way, she can be informed.

The brushes and paints on the pear blossom table had all been touched, and the ones she used were the silk she had prepared.

These were all purchased by her because she was inspired by the paintings.

Then I thought about what the old man said just now, you don’t understand mother, but he understands me.

Where is the comparison?

Zhou Yi went down from the East Gorge and met several members of the Jukun Gang who were waiting there not far from the foot of the mountain.

He took out three letters from his pocket.

The two thinner ones were for Chen Laomou and Yang Zhen, and the thicker one was for my cousin.

After receiving his instructions, several people retreated respectfully.

Fortunately, his energy level is far greater than that of an average person, so sleeping a few hours less won't have much of an impact.

Wearing a green bamboo hat, he went straight to the Jushui Wharf and boarded a merchant ship in a low-key manner.

There were so many travelers coming and going that in less than an incense stick of time, the passenger boat sailed down the Ju River.

Zhou Yi sat at the bow, watching the oarsman adjusting the sails and singing the boat's sailing call in a very loud voice.

At this moment, several travelers who knew martial arts heard his shouting, used their martial arts skills, and flew onto the boat.

After paying the boat fare, he sat down not far from Zhou Yi.

It is said that I left Baidi in the morning among the colorful clouds and returned to Jiangling a thousand miles away in one day.

Zhou Yi faced the cool autumn breeze and looked into the distance amid the sound of rushing water. The lower reaches of the Ju River was Jiangling.

After entering Jiangling, he ran eastward along the Yangtze River and went straight to Yangzijin.

I should have gone to see Lao Du and Li Jingxu Xingzhi.

Thinking of the matter in Jiangdu, he decided not to delay any longer and would return when he was less rushed.

…

Seventy-third day after Lu Miaozi came back to life.

A large army marched along the Tongji Canal from Liang County to Pengcheng County. It was the army led by General You Hongda, the General who Suppresses Bandits.

Since the rise of the Sui Dynasty's righteous army, General Zhang Xutuo has suppressed rebellions in various places without ever being defeated.

After the battle of Dahai Temple, many daydreamers had their fantasies shattered.

The Sui Dynasty is about to end!

General Zhang was defeated and became a stepping stone for Wagangzhai and Li Mi.

The General Zhenkou curbed Li Mi's power. He, Qin Shubao and Cheng Yaojin first broke Li Mi's conspiracy, and then raised his arms in the south of Xingyang, gathered nearly 20,000 scattered soldiers, and gathered more than 40,000 people to guard the Tongji Canal, blocking the pursuit of the Wagang Army and making Li Mi dare not commit crimes again.

At that moment, a five-tooth warship was sailing down the Tongji Canal.

Several burly generals stood on the ship. The man in the front had a white beard and a straight and upright look on his face.

"Hongda, if it weren't for you this time, I would have been buried in Dahai Temple, and many of my brothers would have been implicated."

"I've always told you that pursuing the enemy too deeply is a major military taboo, yet you've made such a huge mistake. I'm really getting old."

The old general looked at the river and felt the bleak autumn wind and his heroic spirit was gone.

His tall body was not as straight as before.

The ferocious general next to him, who had three scars on his brow, said:

"General, you are too kind. Victory and defeat are common in the military. How can we negate all our achievements because of one defeat? Even if this journey reaches Jiangdu, Your Majesty will not blame me."

This is not what Zhang Xutuo is worried about.

He sighed and looked towards the north: "The Li family is also going to rebel."

"Without the Xiaoguo Army, we're not here either. Adding to the impact of the Dahai Temple's defeat, people's minds are changing. With the influence of the Li Clan, Chang'an won't be able to hold on for long."

Zhang Xutuo's surrounding generals, including Qin Shubao, Cheng Yaojin, and Luo Shixin, were all in a daze after hearing this.

Even the Li clan is about to rebel.

They didn't respond, but You Hongda bit back four words: "The emperor is in Jiangdu."

Zhang Xutuo looked at You Hongda deeply and nodded.

"As a subject, I am loyal to my master. I was supposed to die in Dahai Temple, but now that I am still alive, I will stay in Jiangnan and contribute to the Great Sui Dynasty."

He glanced at the few people and asked: "What do you think of the situation in Jiangnan?"

Cheng Yaojin and Qin Shubao answered in unison: "The Jianghuai Army is the most powerful."

"Leaving aside the martial arts factions, the next few major rebel groups are Xiao Xian, Lin Shihong, Shen Faxing, and Li Zitong. If the Song clan in Lingnan is similar to the Li clan, the danger in the south will be no less than that in the north."

Zhang Xutuo looked troubled: "This Jianghuai Grand Commander is a difficult man."

Luo Shixin asked, "Liyang is also occupied by the Jianghuai Army. In addition to Qingliu, Liuhe, Tongan, Luzhou, and the counties south of the Huai River, we cannot defeat them all in one fell swoop with our military strength in a short period of time."

Luo Shixin was extremely brave, but he was also a loyal and upright person.

Zhang Xutuo shook his head after hearing this and said, "The territory they occupy is secondary. The difficult thing to deal with is this person."

Luo Shixin suddenly heard him sigh:

"Looking at all the rebel kings in the world, he is the only one who is trying to pick up what the Sui Dynasty has lost."

Without waiting for Luo Shixin to ask, Zhang Xutuo continued:

"Some people talk big but treat the people like fools, with no substance. Some people do more than they talk, and the people can sense it and naturally support them. Your Majesty built the canal and launched three expeditions against Goguryeo, deeply breaking the hearts of the people."

"Now, there is someone who is comforting them."

"I'm not surprised by the consecutive defeats of Lai Zheng, Yuchi Sheng, and Gongsun Shangzhe. This is because the people of Jianghuai don't believe they came to quell the rebellion."

"This kind of opponent is the most difficult to deal with."

Luo, Cheng and Qin naturally understood what Zhang Xutuo said.

General Zhang looked at You Hongda and asked, "Hongda, what do you think Jiangnan should do?"

"The Jianghuai Army should be placed last."

"Tell me in detail."

You Hongda said slowly:

"We should first pacify Li Zitong, Shen Faxing, Xiao Xian, and others. They are easier to defeat than the Jianghuai Army. Once we defeat them, we will both strengthen our military and increase our manpower. If we fight the Jianghuai Army, we will be harassed by these people and become a variable.

As for the Song clan in Lingnan, since they have not rebelled, Your Majesty can be advised to issue an edict to appease them.

Once the remaining bandits are completely wiped out, it won't be too late to deal with the Jianghuai Army."

What he said made some sense, but Zhang Xutuo had a doubt.

You Hongda continued, "General, are you worried that the Jianghuai Army is developing too quickly?"

"Exactly."

Zhang Xutuo said solemnly, "This man is the greatest threat to the Sui Dynasty. We may not be able to defeat the bandits as fast as he can."

Luo Shixin, Qin Shubao and Cheng Yaojin all looked at You Hongda.

Suddenly, he looked solemn and whispered:

"If the general wants to engage in a decisive battle with the Jianghuai Army in advance, he probably won't be approved. Now that he has arrived in Jiangdu and entered the palace, the first thing he faces is the Yuwen clan, the Dugu clan, and the Xiaoguo army. The attitude of these three forces is to seek temporary stability and not to fight with the Jianghuai Army. How can the general change this?

If we want to follow the general's wishes, I'm afraid we'll have to defeat these three parties in front of His Majesty."

Zhang Xutuo also understood this principle, but he just felt a headache.

I thought about going to Jiangdu first to see what the situation was, but I was also worried about the serious disaster in Jianghuai.

That person's identity is so special.

Zhang Xutuo was lost in thought when a fast horse suddenly arrived at the riverside and a master from the Jinzi Camp leaped three feet and jumped onto the boat.

"What's up?"

You Hongda took a step forward, and the man handed over the urgent report and presented it with both hands.

"General You, this is an urgent letter from Anlu County!"

You Hongda's brows changed.

It was brought to Zhang Xutuo. When Zhang Xutuo opened it, his breathing immediately became heavier.

It was written by Yu Jurong, the prefect of Anlu:

"General, Nanjun and Jingling Commanderies have both submitted to the Jianghuai Grand Commander. Anlu is in danger!"

Anlu County is next to Jingling County, and to the north is Yiyang, which is already under the control of the Jianghuai Army.

The only thing left for Governor Yu to do is to surrender the city.

I was just saying that the Jianghuai Army was developing rapidly, and now it has come true.

Only then did Cheng Yaojin, Qin Shubao and Luo Shixin deeply understand what Zhang Xutuo had just said.

They glanced at Zhang Xutuo and saw that the general was tough enough to remain calm.

Let’s look at You Hongda again.

After reading this, the general who suppressed the bandits was even calmer than Zhang Xutuo. His face was composed and his eyes were clear. He had the feeling of being calm even if Mount Tai collapsed in front of him. He truly had the demeanor of a great general.

"Why would Governor Yu send the letter to us?!"

The master from the Golden Purple Camp said, "Another letter has been sent to Jiangdu."

Zhang Xutuo waved his hand and asked him to leave, feeling that the future of the Sui Dynasty was bleak.

Even Governor Yu knows that the news sent to Jiangdu will not reach Your Majesty.

"Hurry down to Jiangdu!"

At his command, the army sounded the conch shells again.

The five large warships of Zhang's camp sailed all the way down the Tongji Canal to the Huai River. As soon as they approached Xuyi, the entire army was on alert, guarding against the attack of the Jianghuai Army.

However, the Jianghuai Army did not send anyone to intercept them.

Compared with Gongsun Shangzhe who was killed in Baima Lake, their group had a smooth journey, reaching Shanyang and entering the Hangou.

Wei Che of Yan County also turned a blind eye and let them leave Gaoyou Lake and enter Yangzijin.

…

On Mount Zhongnan, there is Emperor’s Peak.

As the autumn wind blows, the forest is dyed with colors. Suddenly, two huge stone walls appear on the long mountain road, each with a stone plaque hanging on it, engraved with "My home is in this mountain, but I don't know where it is in the deep clouds."

Several Cihang disciples carrying long swords returned from Chang'an, passed through seven wooden doors, and finally pushed open the maroon door. What came into view was a huge square. Behind the square was a large hall with the words "Cihang" written on it.

This is not a branch of Dongdu, but the gate of Cihang Jingzhai.

These female disciples with long hair came to the front of the Cihang Hall and saw a nun in a gray robe looking at them, so they all quickened their pace.

The nun looked to be thirty years old. Her black hair had faded away, making her face more distinct. She was as graceful as mountains and rivers, making people forget the mundane world.

"Master."

The disciples of Cihang greeted him together.

"How is the situation in Chang'an?"

An older disciple with a steady breath stood up and said, "The major factions in Chang'an City all support the Li family."

Fan Qinghui nodded slightly, and the disciples dispersed.

She glanced across the square and then looked inside the hall.

She didn't need to worry about Chang'an's affairs, but

It seemed like something had happened to her most proud disciple, and she didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

After my last trip to Nanyang, I went into seclusion right after I came back.

On that occasion, Fan Qinghui just thought of it as his disciple walking in the mortal world, achieving the effect of refining his mind, and did not take it too seriously.

But

This time she couldn't ignore it anymore.

How can one temper one's heart in this worldly affairs so quickly?

Given his understanding of the sword manual, how could Fan Qinghui not guess it?

The only thing that can be so unforgettable is a worldly love. The love in Cihang Sword Canon is the ultimate love, the ultimate love.

Use emotions to temper your heart and eventually cut it off.

Only in this way can the sword manual be perfected, the body and mind be free from external disturbances.

Only at this level can one enter the thirteenth chapter of the Sword Manual, the Death Seclusion.

It was a kind of dull meditation that lingered on the edge of death. If one had even the slightest distracting thought, all the blood and essence in the body would immediately explode and one would die.

After thinking for a while, Fan Qinghui walked towards the depths of the hall.

She has been thinking these days, what kind of person could make Feixuan so determined?

No matter how I think about it, it seems impossible.

When he first met the two geniuses, Song Que, the Heavenly Sword, and Xie Hui, the Judge of the Martial World, he did not encounter such a situation.

She was a little worried that this disciple, who never required her to worry about, might have gone wrong in his practice.

Fan Qinghui walked to a quiet courtyard. Under the ginkgo tree in the courtyard, an ethereal fairy who seemed extraordinary was meditating.

Perhaps hearing her footsteps, Fairy Cihang opened her clear eyes.

The white shadow reflected inside disappeared in an instant.

"Master."

Shi Feixuan was about to stand up to greet her, but Fan Qinghui had already sat down.

"Feixuan, are you confused?"

"I have two confusions."

Fan Qinghui motioned for her to continue.

"Have we ever made a mistake in our choices?"

Fan Qinghui shook her head: "This has long been proven. If we add fuel to the fire, we can resolve the hostility and disputes in the world, allowing countless people to benefit and suffer less."

She added:

"You don't have to doubt this. Everything you do is for the benefit of mankind. You must trust the master."

When Fan Qinghui mentioned "Ancestor", Shi Feixuan's heart tightened and she seemed to be hesitant to speak.

Fan Qinghui understood her feelings and smiled gently, "You are extremely talented. Although your skills are not as good as mine, your realm may be higher than mine. However, even the most talented people make mistakes sometimes. No one will blame you for this mistake."

Shi Feixuan said apologetically: "Master, I want to ask..."

"How can a Dao fetus be formed?"

Fan Qinghui said, "When the sword heart is clear and slashes away everything, the innate spirit is pure, and then one can become the innate Dao embryo from the acquired nature. Only then can one achieve the state of closed-death gate. If the slashing is not thorough enough, even if one reaches the state of closed-death gate, there is no chance of success."

"If the spirit is pure, does that mean one has forgotten to cultivate the mind?"

Looking at Shi Feixuan's flustered expression, Fan Qinghui took her hand and patted it gently:

"Master understands your feelings. The entanglement of love and hate is human instinct, and it is not easy to cut it off. But this is precisely the wisdom of the ancestors."

Fan Qinghui recounts the past of the sect:

"Back then, the First Ancestor, Di Ni, fell in love with Xie Tiao, the first generation of the Demon Sect's Evil Emperor. They read the Record of Thoughts on the Demonic Path. Later, due to differences in their Taoist traditions, their relationship ended. The First Ancestor became a monk and achieved enlightenment while meditating, which led to the creation of the Cihang Sword Canon. She also practiced in this way, so it's the same as what you've done. When your mind is determined, forge your sword and sever it. There's no need to be confused anymore."

Shi Feixuan nodded slightly.

Fan Qinghui suddenly asked, "Is the person you're worried about the young Taoist master from Nanyang?"

"Um."

Shi Feixuan responded, and her expression seemed normal to Fan Qinghui.

"He is indeed a brilliant man. No wonder he attracted you. It's just a pity."

"However, he is a person who is very suitable for cultivating the mind."

She guessed based on her experience: "I think you have improved again, but you have cut him into pieces."

"Um."

Shi Feixuan said with deep regret: "But I was unable to kill them all."

"It's okay, nothing can be accomplished overnight."

Fan Qinghui said in a consoling voice, "You are still young, yet you have achieved such success. You are already the most talented person in our sect after the First Ancestor. Perhaps your achievements will surpass the First Ancestor."

After saying this, she stood up:

"I don't need your help with the affairs in Chang'an for now. Continue to retreat. When you come out of retreat, go to Bashu."

Without waiting for Shi Feixuan to ask, Fan Qinghui gave an explanation:

"The world situation is changing so fast that it is unpredictable. Everything needs to be done in advance."

As soon as she finished speaking, she left the quiet courtyard.

The fairy under the ginkgo tree also breathed a sigh of relief at this time:

"Shi Feixuan, Shi Feixuan, you did something you shouldn't have done."

The Holy Maiden Cihang rebelled for the first time in Cihang Jingzhai. She patted her chest lightly, thinking that she had deceived her master, and felt extremely guilty.

Maybe the master is really wrong?

If I find the right path, will it be beneficial to my master and the sect?

She found this excuse to make herself feel better.

Shi Feixuan closed her eyes. The last time she came back from Nanyang, she didn’t have such a profound experience.

This time I returned to Zhongnan Mountain from Dongdu Zhaiyuan for peace and quiet, but I didn't expect it to become less and less peaceful.

The impression of that person has been deeply ingrained in my heart and cannot be erased no matter what I do.

Obviously, he has entered a state of cultivation that is not recorded in any sword manual.

If Fan Qinghui saw the charming expression of the saint with a fairy-like figure at this moment, he would probably suspect that she had gone astray.

And in Shi Feixuan's mind, a sentence echoed:

"You're using me to practice martial arts, but even Master Fanzhai may not understand."

Brother Dao, you are right. Feixuan can't forget you either.

She stood up from under the ginkgo tree, frowning, and thought of something extremely difficult.

Eastern Capital, Bashu, and Chang'an.

…

On the west side of Jiyin County, twenty miles outside the county town, in a dilapidated temple, a bonfire was lit in the evening.

An old man was sitting a little further back, and two young men were roasting chicken wings by the campfire in front of him.

There was a large crowd of people around.

A young woman was looking at the two of them with a smile: "You two should be careful, don't burn it."

"Don't worry, Sister Fu." The two said in unison.

Kou Zhong smiled flatteringly, "If I grill the chicken wings, will your elder sister Fu be willing to teach me the art of swordplay?"

Xu Ziling bumped him with his arm: "Please stop talking nonsense."

Fu Jun'er was not angry. Instead, she felt that the two boys got along very well. They had been chattering all the way with the large group, which was very interesting.

"Senior Sister, these two guys are full of lies, don't let them fool you."

Master Yijian's second disciple Fu Junyu said coldly from the side.

Kou Zhong grinned and said, "Second Sister Fu, your precious sword was lost at sea, and we forged your new one. How could she not remember our kindness? When we meet Boss Long, let him forge a cold iron blade for you. Second Sister Fu will be so happy that she won't be able to stop smiling."

Fu Junyu glared at them angrily: "I threw my sword because of you. If you keep talking nonsense, I will cut off your tongue."

Goguryeo martial arts master Jin Zhengzong said:

"These two guys are cunning, but they have some skills. This time when we go to Wagangzhai, we will put them in the boiler room to work as ironwork, and take them with us when we return."

The stone dragon on the side said nothing and watched all this silently.

There are a large group of Goguryeo masters around, so don't even think about escaping for the time being.

Not long after leaving Ryukyu, he encountered a great battle at sea, and then boarded a large Goryeo ship. After several twists and turns at sea, he was discovered by the Goryeo master.

He followed them back to Pyongyang obediently, and after pretending to be nice, he met Master Yijian, and then returned to Middle-earth with them.

I wonder what kind of trouble will happen when I go to Li Mi's place this time.

Shi Long didn't think much about it and just let it go.

suddenly

There was a movement from the door panel beside him, and the handsome and burly young man who had fainted above finally woke up.

Today, when we were passing by the moat, we saw this young man floating on the water. He was rescued by Kou and Xu, and then brought here.

The Goguryeo people were too lazy to care and just let them do what they wanted.

I thought this young man was going to die, but I didn't expect him to be so lucky and actually survive.

"Xiao Zhong Xiao Ling, the man you picked up has moved."

Kou Zhong was very happy: "I knew he was not dead. What do you think? I was right, wasn't I?"

Xu Ziling glanced around and said, "You're pretty impressive."

They stuck the chicken wings towards the fire. At this moment, the heroic young man opened his eyes and saw them at first sight.

"You finally woke up, it's worth it for me to carry you all the way."

"Xiao Ling, he also uses a sword."

"How did you get knocked into the water?"

“…”

Ba Fenghan felt dizzy and heard a lot of noisy words coming into his ears.

Two figures swayed in front of my eyes, and finally I stopped and saw the appearance of the two people clearly.

With strong and tenacious willpower, his brain instantly regained consciousness and he thought about what happened before.

He originally came down from Yuguan, preparing to challenge the masters of the Sui Dynasty.

I also want to see who is the number one of the younger generation.

After passing the level, the first person who attracted him was a short and fat man carrying a coffin.

The other party said something ridiculous about asking him to be put in a coffin.

So he drew his sword and fought a fierce battle with him.

The result was a miserable defeat. The short and fat man's methods were quite terrifying. He was seriously injured in the battle. If it weren't for a group of horse thieves who happened to interfere, he probably wouldn't even have a chance to escape.

Using the technique of combining man and horse, he escaped all the way to Taiyuan County.

When his injuries improved, his skills improved again.

This time, as soon as he came out of the customs, he met a man named Qiu. After a few words, another big battle broke out.

This man was also extremely ferocious. He was filled with demonic energy and almost died.

What’s interesting is that this Qiu has quite a few enemies, and a bunch of men in black have come.

Ba Fenghan remembered very clearly that these men in black were all filled with demonic aura and were all masters.

Although he failed to become famous and suffered two defeats, with his strong will, this was naturally nothing.

While recuperating, he headed south.

When we arrived near Jiyin County, we passed a big river and saw a handsome middle-aged man with white hair on his temples hurrying along.

Influenced by the opponent's temperament, Ba Fenghan became more determined to fight after the two defeats.

But just as the fighting spirit was aroused, he felt a flash of light before his eyes. Then his eyes became dizzy and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

When I thought about it carefully, I felt a chill in my heart, knowing that I had run into a scary person.

Why is this Great Sui Dynasty different from what I heard?

Ba Fenghan frowned and ignored the two weird guys. Looking around, he could already sense the presence of a group of masters.

What does this mean to Ba?

…

(End of this chapter)