Chapter 178: Flying Dragon in the Sky, the Seven Nobles of Luoyang

To the west of Xinye, screams were heard from everywhere.

None of the Khitan people from the Bohai Kingdom escaped. Fan Naitang and Meng Degong closed the net along the lower reaches of the Baihe River and towards Huai'an County, and captured several people alive.

The followers of the Great Ming Zunjiao died from chewing poison.

But the East China Sea Alliance and the Bohai people were not so tough, so Meng Degong sorted out the information he had obtained.

The next day, at about noon, the whole story came to light before Zhou Yi's eyes.

After reading the message given by Meng Degong, Zhou Yi handed it to Aruina.

She glanced at it casually and folded it up and put it aside. Apart from Ulege, she didn't care about the East Sea Alliance, Bohai Kingdom and the like.

"I thought the Good Mother would come, but I was greatly disappointed."

Aruina shook her head slightly. "Your reputation has spread a long time ago. Shanmu has always been cautious. Nanyang is the territory you control, which is extremely dangerous for her. Judging from her temperament, it is not worth her taking the risk to capture me."

Zhou Yi said, "Then you can go out more often. The county town is very safe."

She smiled and gestured towards the neatly arranged pile of scriptures next to her:

"You said you wanted to organize the Taoist classics, and I can help you."

Aruina has read many scriptures, so she is now adept at doing these tasks.

Zhou Yi flipped open a brand new Taoist book. The small characters on the top were written in sharp strokes, and it was obvious that they were written by a sword expert.

This is a Taoist book by Peng Meng, who was a Qi person during the Warring States Period. He was Tian Pian’s teacher and belonged to the Huang-Lao school of Taoism.

Zhuangzi said: "In ancient times, there were those who practiced the Tao. Peng Meng, Tian Pian, and Shen Dao heard of their style and were delighted by it. They regarded all things as equal and took them as their leader."

Zhou Yi had read this book a long time ago and had his own thoughts.

However, Zhuangzi believed that these people could not be considered to "understand the Tao", but had only heard of the Tao.

The ancient book left by Master Jiao Wuzi had some blurred characters and had been gnawed by bookworms. The original copy was set aside, while the brand new one was naturally copied by Aruina.

After flipping through several volumes, I saw her handwriting everywhere.

When she came back yesterday, she was not painting, but sorting these out.

"You've saved me a lot of trouble. Even if I were to do it, it wouldn't be as detailed."

Yina walked up to him, her face serious. "It's not difficult to organize the scriptures, but if you want to compile a collection of Taoist scriptures, even though the books here are precious, they are still not enough."

"Yang Guang left quite a few in Jiangdu and Dongdu."

Zhou Yi flipped through the book:

"Since I've already told you all my Taoist friends, I won't go back on my word. However, we can only do our best. If there are any omissions, we can't force them. For example, some of the original people are still in their tombs. We can't just dig up their graves."

She hummed, "You also mentioned that you wanted to compile a canon that incorporates the essence of martial arts. I can't help you with that."

“It’s still early.”

Zhou Yi put the book down: "My current martial arts level is not yet able to reach this level."

Hearing him say "it's still early", Aruina was already looking forward to it: "Can I watch it when my cousin finishes his creation?"

"sure."

After Zhou Yi finished speaking, the Uighur girl beside him smiled and hugged one of his arms.

"I'm going to Dongdu in a few days. Do you want to go out with me for some fresh air?"

"Really?"

"real."

Yina was in a good mood and rarely made a joke: "Aren't you afraid that I will fight with Miss Feng?"

"What's there to be afraid of?"

Zhou Yi swore confidently, "You are no match for me. I am more than capable of fighting two of you alone."

Her dark blue eyes showed more smiles: "Why do I feel that there is not much confidence in these words."

"Wrong, actually I am very confident."

The Huihe girl smiled and put her face against his arm. "I need to do that sketch and sort out the Taoist scriptures. More importantly, I'm used to this kind of life."

Zhou Yi glanced at her.

Yina didn't feel any reluctance and looked at him quietly: "Cousin, I'll wait for you at home."

Zhou Yi could feel that she was enjoying this peace.

For the next five days, he spent most of his time in the courtyard.

He taught the Kanshui Gangfa and Lihuo Swordsmanship to Xia Shu and Yan Qiu, and instructed them in their practice. He also discussed the actual spiritual secrets with his cousin Yina in combination with the Wisdom Sutra.

Although Yina's skills are not as good as his.

However, after practicing "Sabrakam" for a long time and having a glimpse of the true spiritual path, I will also analyze Zhou Yi's ideas from the perspective of a respected teacher.

Therefore, Zhou Yi came up with more wonderful ideas.

In addition to teaching and practicing martial arts, when Xia Shu and Yan Qiu asked him about it, he told them about Bashu whenever he had time.

Only then did he discover that the two children had actually compiled a book of notes related to him.

His various deeds are recorded above.

They can also distinguish between what they heard from outside and what Zhou Yi said in person.

Time flies, and Zhou Yi's footsteps did not stop in Nanyang.

Unfortunately, Yang Zhen and Su Yun did not return.

Zhou Yi had a small meal with Fan Naitang and Meng Degong, and then went to the Jukun Gang branch on the day he left Nanyang City.

Chen Laomou finally rushed back from Xiangcheng County in the north.

Seeing Zhou Yi ready to leave with his sword, Chen Laomou turned the headlock in his hand and was very relieved:

"What a sin! I almost missed the Heavenly Master!"

Zhou Yi was amused by him: "What's so important that even you, Old Chen, came out in person?"

"It's about the Heavenly Master's trip to the Eastern Capital."

Chen Laomou did not keep the secret and continued:

"Since the Heshi Bi was unearthed, all the major forces in the world have gathered in the Eastern Capital. The heroes from all over the Nine Provinces, the four clans, the Western Regions and the northern frontier, Bohai and Goryeo. From the news I received, not only the Tuyuhun prince, but even the Tiele Falcon, who had been away from the northern desert for a long time, have come."

"oh?"

Zhou Yi was a little puzzled: "How could Qu Ao be so bold?"

Chen Laomou said cautiously, "Master, you may not know that Qu Ao has been out of Mobei for a long time. His first stop is Xingyang."

"They're really a nest of snakes and rats."

Xingyang was Li Mi's base camp, and it seemed that Qu Ao was also won over by Li Mi.

"Li Mi recognized the demonic Indian monk Fu Nanda as his imperial preceptor. Fu Nanda was the spiritual mentor of the Bohai Kingdom, known to everyone from the northern desert to the Western Regions. Therefore, he mobilized a large number of foreign forces. Yu Wenzhi had originally been at odds with Li Mi, and now that Li Mi was powerful, the Weijun army had to avoid him."

Chen Laomou said bitterly, "These people covet the land of Jiuzhou and regard the Heavenly Master as a great enemy."

"The Three Immortals of the South Sea are already in Xingyang, along with Goguryeo's top master, Five Swords Tyrant Gai Suwen."

Gai Suwen can be said to be the second best fighter in Goguryeo, second only to Master Yijian.

With such a large group of people gathered together, Zhou Yi had to take it seriously.

"Any more news?"

Chen Laomou's pupils shrank:

"Today, among all the heroes of the world, the Heavenly Master reigns supreme. The Eastern Capital is a den of dragons and tigers. With the news of the Heshi Bi out, the Heavenly Master's mortal enemies have likely been waiting for a long time. Li Mi has taken great pains. I heard he asked a demonic monk to use spiritual yoga to free the Tiele Eagle from its shackles."

"I'm afraid there are many people like this. Once they enter the Eastern Capital, there will be a fierce battle!"

"The Heavenly Master needs to weigh the pros and cons. Is it worth it for the sake of the Heshi Bi? Even if it has the reputation of being appointed by heaven, it is far less valuable than the Heavenly Master's peaceful development for a year."

After learning about the true situation in Dongdu, Chen Laomou offered some advice.

A good tiger cannot stand against a pack of wolves.

Even for a martial arts master, getting involved in such a vicious group battle would be extremely risky.

Not to mention, there are many military formations near the Eastern Capital.

"Don't worry, I'm not that reckless."

Zhou Yi looked towards the north and said, "However, this Heshi Bi was made by the Wulin Holy Land. They are trying to cause trouble for me in Bashu, and I will not let them have their way this time."

"Although I have many enemies in the Eastern Capital, it is difficult to control human ambitions and selfish desires. If they can stick together, I really don't want this Heshi Bi."

When Chen Laomou heard this, he knew that he had an idea in mind. He no longer mixed in his personal judgment and continued to tell what he knew:

"If the Heavenly Master leaves now, he can make it in time for the Rong Mansion's birthday banquet."

"Rong Fengxiang?"

"right."

Chen Laomou said:

"This Rong Fengxiang has recently taken the throne of the Luoyang Gang's leader, and his influence has greatly increased. Now he has become the head of the Baiye Society, the most powerful in the north, which is even more powerful. He is going to hold a fiftieth birthday party, and it is expected to attract all the important people in the city to attend."

This guy Rong Fengxiang is Bi Chen's alias.

He is the successor of Laojun Temple in the Demonic Sect and has a close relationship with Zuo Youxian.

"Do you know the reason why he suddenly held a birthday party?"

Chen Laomou shook his head helplessly:

"That's unknown. He was on good terms with Wang Shichong, who was engaged in a fierce battle with the Dugu clan. So, for the Heavenly Master, this birthday banquet wasn't a good one. Furthermore, the situation in the city was complicated, with the Seven Nobles of Luoyang all involved in the chaos."

Be on good terms with Wang Shichong?

This is the case on the surface, but not necessarily behind the scenes.

The evil Taoist priest Bi Chen will not show any mercy when it comes to backstabbing.

Seeing that he was thinking, Chen Laomou continued speaking.

Tell me in detail the news you have learned recently.

The chaos in Dongdu was far beyond Zhou Yi's imagination.

Chen Laomou wanted to see him off, but was persuaded by Zhou Yi to go back. Zhou Yi also left something behind and asked him to pass it on to fellow Taoist Song Yinzi in Yiyang County.

This thing is naturally related to the sword energy.

Zhou Yi has done his best, but knowing the secret method and practicing it are two different things.

I just hope that Fellow Daoist Song can get what he wants.

With this thought in mind, Zhou Yi headed towards the north of the city. Not long after leaving the city, he suddenly saw a graceful figure in purple standing on the left side of the road.

Cousin Yina said nothing and walked forward with a smile on her face.

She insisted on going with him, and only asked Zhou Yi to give her a bag of roast duck and a pot of wine.

"Cousin, be careful."

Yina didn't stay and left after saying that.

Zhou Yi looked back and saw Xia Shu and Yan Qiu waving in the distance.

With warmth in his heart, he smiled and waved, heading north.

…

Zhou Yi went north from Nanyang, taking the entire land route and passing through Zhang Qian's fiefdom "Bowang", which is also an important gateway to the northeast of Nanyang Basin.

Looking around, you can see Funiu Mountain and Tongbai Mountain sandwiched together, forming a narrow passage.

This is the Nanxiang Pass.

It is the vital thoroughfare from Nanyang to the heart of the Central Plains.

After crossing this place, you will enter Yingchuan, an area with many talented people and beautiful scenery.

Even when he was admiring the autumn scenery along the way and stopping at wild pavilions, Zhou Yi's pace was extremely fast.

The merchant caravans he met along the way were soon left behind by him.

He continued all the way, passing Ye County and heading northwest to Xiangcheng.

After arriving in Yangdi, we saw a professional team working in front of a big house and watched the excitement for a while. The family's surname was Li, and they were actually related to the Li family of Zhaojun.

It is also a large local clan.

Unexpectedly, the old patriarch lost his life when he was only in his early fifties after encountering a strong man from Emingkou.

The entrance to Eling Mountain is Xuanyuan Pass. Traveling westward from Yangdi to Luoyang requires crossing the Songshan Mountains. This is the main passage.

It is an important pass in the southeast of Luoyang, connecting the Yingchuan Basin and the Luoyang Basin.

As the sky grew darker, all the inns in the city were full.

Zhou Yi knocked on several doors. An elderly couple opened the door and saw that he was handsome, gentle, kind and amiable, and did not seem like a bad person, so they let him stay in their home for one night.

The next day, a small piece of Chang Shumou's broken golden shield was left in the room.

When they were leaving, the old couple reminded them that there were big thieves at the mouth of Eming Mountain who would rob and kill people, so they should form a formation of geese and not go out alone.

Zhou Yi thanked him for his kindness, but transformed himself into a lone goose, picked up a pot of wine and a roast goose, broke through the morning mist, and headed straight for Mount Song.

As we walked along, we saw mountains upon mountains, all covered in red armor.

The autumn wind whistled past Zhou Yi's ears, making quite a noise, like a blacksmith's hammer striking rock.

Looking at the mountains, the dangerous cliffs stand like broken spears and swords, piercing the sky. The pines and cypresses on them are twisted and knotted, embellishing the iron and bloody picture.

It’s a pity that Hou Xibai is not around.

Otherwise, take out the brush and ink, and with your current state of mind, you will be able to create a good painting.

I imagine that when the rich young man saw this painting, he would smile heartily and spend a large sum of money generously.

The sky was bright and Zhou Yi looked into the valley across the narrow road.

Listening carefully, there seems to be the sound of weapons clashing.

On the mountain road in front of Xuanyuan Pass, pine needles rustled and fell under the flash of sword light. There were people laughing, crying and cursing below.

Not long.

"ah--!"

A loud scream was heard, and a shirtless vicious man was kicked off the cliff, and his wailing echoed throughout the valley.

"You thief, you're looking for death~!"

The man who was shouting wore a silver hoop on his head and had a grinning wolf head tattooed on his bare right arm. As he shouted, his arm muscles bulged and the spear in his hand immediately emitted gunfire.

Behind this man in his forties, there were dozens of people, each of them exuding a fierce and murderous aura, and their swords and axes were all stained with blood.

At this moment, the boss was so angry that he didn't call for help, so they lined up and watched.

There were more than twenty corpses on the ground opposite, and about ten people were gathered together.

The man with purple lips who kept shouting was obviously poisoned.

A young Taoist priest, about thirteen or fourteen years old, was treating the poison for the man. The young Taoist priest had a deep frown on his face, which showed that his ability was limited.

The one who fought with the bandit leader was a Taoist priest in his thirties with a righteous look on his face.

His swordsmanship is full of righteousness.

But the opponent was very strong and he couldn't defeat him for the time being.

"Brother Pan, this Brother Guo is about to die!"

The young Taoist priest's voice was filled with urgency.

After hearing this, Taoist Master Pan poured all his true energy into the sword. The powerful sword was filled with righteousness, and the sword energy splashed out. He suddenly changed his sword technique and forced the thief leader back ten steps.

The thief staggered.

He thrust his sword hard, trying to pierce his heart, but the opponent was quick-witted and thrust his spear against the ground, saving his life with a wound and narrowly avoiding the attack.

"No wonder you have the guts to ruin my good deeds, you really are capable."

The thief jumped back, wiped his chest with his hand, licked the blood with his tongue, and had a bloodthirsty look on his face.

Seeing this, his men burst into sinister laughter.

Taoist Priest Pan stepped back, used his true energy to press seven or eight times around the poisoned young man's heart meridian, and then took a long breath.

As this breath of true energy was consumed, the poisoned young man's breathing gradually stabilized.

But everyone around them changed their expressions.

A manager in his fifties raised his knife, and everyone around him followed suit.

Nearly forty ferocious thieves were suppressed together.

Master Pan stared at the silver hoop on the man's head and asked, "Are you A Baocuo?"

The thief was surprised: "Do you know me?"

"He's so notorious, how could I not know him?"

The Khitan chieftain Abaojia had an elite harrier army, and the silver hoop represented that the leader was a first-class harrier general.

He had an impression of this Khitan chief. The thief in front of him looked similar to Abaojia, and he knew that Abaojia had a younger brother named Abaocuo.

The two men had fallen out over the distribution of looted goods.

Abaocuo was defeated in the battle and followed the sand bandits Shenmohuan and his wife.

Pan Shizheng thought again that he had heard that the two great thieves Shen Mohuan and Mu Ling who roamed the northern desert died at Pegasus Ranch, and the person who killed them was his own uncle.

Ever since the death of the thief couple, the big thief Abaocuo has disappeared.

I didn't expect it to appear here.

When Abao heard the word "notorious", he was not ashamed but proud.

He smiled cruelly: "You are quite knowledgeable, but treating this kid in front of me will not only fail to cure my poison, but also greatly damage my true energy. Isn't that too stupid?"

Master Pan frowned and asked, "Why did you attack the Guo family?"

A Baocuo raised his spear and said, "What's the use of the Guo family? I'll kill whichever sheep is fat."

He glanced at Pan Shizheng, waiting for him to show a flaw and then shoot him, not letting these people get away.

On the ridge, his men had already climbed over to cut off their retreat.

Guo Congyang, the fifty-year-old steward, was quite resolute and unafraid at this moment: "Nonsense! You didn't stop the caravan from passing through the border, but chose to attack and kill us. We can't get any gold or silver, and there are casualties."

"If I die here today, I'll take a few people with me."

"Master Pan, Master Li, please take my young master away."

"I'm here to stop them."

Guo Congyang thought that he would surely die today, so it would be better to exchange a few people and leave, so as not to be ungrateful.

So he swung a big knife, stabbed and twisted it fiercely, and cut down a big pine tree beside the road to block the way. The wind from the knife stirred up the energy and was extremely powerful. He used the Five Tigers Breaking Gate Sword Technique.

"Master Pan, hurry up!"

While he was shouting, the young Taoist priest surnamed Li had already picked up the son of the Guo family.

"You're thinking of leaving now? Ha, ha, it's too late~!"

A Baocuo smiled complacently: "Do you think I have the leisure to chat with you? Look at your backs."

"Thump thump thump" a sound of footsteps came up the mountain trail.

This group of thieves has been entrenched for a long time and actually took a detour to cut off their retreat!

"Jump down."

The young Taoist priest, who was about thirteen or fourteen years old, suddenly pointed down the cliff and said, "One hit will kill you, but if you jump down, you still have a chance of survival."

Guo Congyang looked at the bottomless cliff where the clouds were swirling:

"Master Li, if you jump you'll die, and it'll be a miserable death. It's better to kill a thief and have a good time."

Li Chunfeng shook his head. "This place is also called Longming Ridge. We may be protected by the dragon energy of the mountains and rivers when we face the foreign bandits. I asked for divination this morning, and it said a flying dragon in the sky. This is a very auspicious omen."

“Although my divination is sometimes effective and sometimes not, and is far from that of Senior Yuan Tiangang, there is still a glimmer of hope.”

After hearing this, the Khitan bandits laughed so hard that they fell over.

"A flying dragon in the sky? Ha, ha, ha!"

The tip of Abaocuo's spear trembled with laughter, revealing his large yellow teeth: "Good fortune, good fortune. Everyone, act according to the fortune. Jump quickly, jump quickly."

"I'm going to jump like a motherf*cker!" Guo Congyang yelled at him.

He showed off his sword skills, not wanting to be humiliated, and was about to charge back.

suddenly

“Ah~~~!!”

A scream echoed through the mountain path, and a big thief who was blocking the way below spurted blood in the air and fell straight to the bottom of the cliff like a flying dragon in the sky.

Before anyone could turn around, a second scream was heard.

One sound after another, fourteen times in a row, all with the force of a flying dragon in the sky.

The big thieves who cut off their retreat all fell off the cliff in a short time.

The people from the Guo family and Li Chunfeng all widened their eyes.

Even Pan Shizheng showed a look of surprise.

On the mountain path, there was a young man in white clothes drinking while climbing the mountain. He clearly kicked more than ten times, but it was like a passing wind god, and even his movements could not be seen clearly.

Abaocuo smiled stiffly. He looked at the cliff and then at the young man.

A huge sense of crisis suddenly came over me.

“Retreat, retreat~!”

He was quite perceptive. He didn't even dare to say a harsh word and was eager to run back.

However.

The white shadow suddenly flashed on the mountain path, as if because people have left and right eyes, the left eye saw a white shadow and the right eye also saw a white shadow.

The two of them were one in front and one behind, their positions changing alternately, and Shan Dao quickly fell behind him.

Abao suddenly came to his senses and his eyelids twitched wildly.

I knew it was a visual illusion caused by the person coming too fast.

But he had never seen such a strange and bizarre method of lightness skill.

"Stuck in the narrow passage, kill~!"

As soon as he raised his spear, he knew he couldn't escape.

Immediately, seven or eight men came running, forming a battle formation with their spears across their bodies, guarding the mountain path tightly.

At this moment, the pine tree that had just fallen on the mountain path shook violently, and dense pine needles fell off the tree, revealing bare branches.

The man in white raised his hand, and the pine needles flew into the air, swirling like the wind, making a wonderful buzzing sound, as if they had life.

The next moment, he pushed his hands and clapped his palms, and the shocking energy was like the roaring waves of a river. The buzzing sound stopped the moving clouds, and suddenly thousands of needles were fired at once!

Abaocuo was in great fear and frantically waved his spear to block the pine needles.

Those with slightly weaker skills were immediately pierced into the body by the pine needles that were like hidden weapons.

Screams rang out one after another.

Abaocuo suddenly felt his spear become heavy, and the tip of the spear was kicked to the ground by someone. The spear was pulled away from his right hand by brute force, and blood spurted out of his knuckles.

At this time, only the afterimage was seen.

He was unable to dodge and raised his hands to block the attack on his head, but his legs flashed and he was kicked anyway. His stomach churned in severe pain, and he hunched over like a shrimp, flying down the cliff.

“Swish~~!!”

A sound like an arrow whistling followed, faster than the speed he flew out.

It was the silver spear he used.

Everyone was dazzled to see Abaocuo being pierced by the silver spear in mid-air.

With a trail of blood in an arc, he plummeted down the cliff.

The previous hideous laugh turned into a series of terrified screams. Wherever the white shadow passed, except for those who were stabbed to death by pine needles and those who had already fallen to the ground, the rest all turned into flying people.

The people of the Guo family were stunned.

Although Guo Congyang didn't know the identity of the person who came, he felt that his life was saved and he shouted hurriedly:

"Senior, your life-saving grace will never be forgotten by our Guo family!"

Guo Congyang found that the other party just glanced at him and turned to leave. He really wanted to ask this senior to save his son.

However, the other party has already done you a favor, so how can you have the nerve to ask for more?

When he was in great confusion, Master Pan beside him suddenly bowed deeply and shouted:

"Uncle Zhou."

Uncle Master? ?

Guo Congyang was surprised and happy.

The young Taoist priest Li Chunfeng standing by was stunned. Was Brother Pan making false claims about his relationship? Where did his uncle come from?

But the young man in white stopped.

Turning back again, a clear voice reached everyone's ears, so distinctly: "Are you Pan Shizheng?"

"Uncle Zhou, it is my disciple."

Master Pan is older, but he calls him "Uncle Master" clearly and crisply.

When he first learned that Taoist Crow had appointed a very young uncle for him, he was reluctant and even felt that his master had made a mistake and that he had been deceived.

At this moment, it is impossible not to admire the Master's vision.

He hurried forward.

Although he often hangs out with Ning Sanren and has come into contact with many important people.

But at this moment, he already regarded the person in front of him as Ning Sanren.

"Hello."

Li Chunfeng on the side poked him lightly and pointed at himself.

That means, what should I call it.

He was smart and studious since childhood, and read widely. He was particularly proficient in astronomy, calendar, and mathematics, and was particularly fond of Taoism.

Don't underestimate him because he is young. He is very brave.

After getting to know Pan Shizheng, he knew that he was a man of virtue, so he left Qizhou and came all the way here.

At this moment, it was clear that he had met a Taoist senior, but he didn't know which one.

Master Pan said, "This is the Taoist Heavenly Master from the Wuzhuang Temple in Nanyang."

Li Chunfeng's heart trembled and he felt a little excited.

He also bowed respectfully and called out, "Tianshi."

When they heard the word "Tianshi", the people of the Guo family looked at each other, confirmed each other, and were all shocked.

The Taoist Heavenly Master has long been famous throughout the world and is one of the four great masters.

Guo Congyang hurriedly clasped his hands together and said, taking a breath, "I am so blind that I didn't realize it was the Heavenly Master."

Zhou Yi smiled at him, then turned to look at Pan Shizheng: "Is Mr. Ning in Dongdu?"

"Not at this moment."

Master Pan said, "I have gone to Mount Taibai to look for Senior Medicine King. If all goes well, I will be back within half a month."

"Oh? Why are you suddenly looking for the Medicine King?"

"I have obtained a few rare herbs from the Shennong Herbal Classic and gave them to the Medicine King to help him complete the Thousand Gold Prescription."

Zhou Yi still believed this reason.

Although Ning Sanren is close to Buddhism, he is still a great man and his character is impeccable.

Zhou Yi saw Guo Congyang's anxious expression and glanced at the unconscious young man with purple lips: "What's wrong with him?"

Pan Shizheng replied, "Uncle Master, Master Guo has been severely poisoned."

Zhou Yi said to Guo Congyang, "Help your son come over here."

“Yes~!!”

Guo Congyang was overjoyed and hurriedly carried Guo Xinhan forward with another member of the Guo family.

Pan Shizheng's true energy blocked the poison from Guo Xinhan's heart meridians, but could not eliminate the poison.

Zhou Yi pointed a finger at the pyloric point on his chest, sucking the remaining poison in the nearby meridians into this point. A stream of true energy went down, and the poison melted away. Then he gathered the true energy with his fingers, slid lightly, and cut the flesh.

Black blood flowed down.

The effect was immediate, and the Guo family's son opened his eyes and said, "Thank you very much, Master Tianshi."

It can be seen that although he was poisoned, he was still conscious.

I was so exhausted at this moment that I couldn't say the next words and closed my eyes again.

"Let him rest quietly for a few days, and he'll be fine."

Guo Congyang thanked him again: "I don't know how to thank you for this great kindness. If the Heavenly Master goes to the Eastern Capital, I would like to invite him to my house as a guest and give my master the opportunity to hold a banquet to express his gratitude."

When Zhou Yi heard the word "Dongdu", he immediately became interested.

"Which family in Dongdu are you from?"

Guo Congyang said: "Guo family, the head of our family is Guo Wenyi."

Guo Wenyi?

Zhou Yi was not familiar with the name at first, but suddenly remembered what Chen Laomou said.

By the way, isn’t this one of the Seven Nobles of Luoyang?

The Seven Nobles of Luoyang were seven powerful ministers appointed by King Yang Tong of Yue after he ascended the throne. The seven of them were in charge of important military and political positions, such as Nan Yi, Nei Shi Ling, and Bingbu Shangshu, and were granted golden books and iron certificates.

Guo Wenyi was the Minister of Internal Affairs of the Sui Palace in the Eastern Capital.

Guo Congyang, an elder in the Guo residence, assessed the situation and quickly added, "Whenever the Heavenly Master comes to our house, he is always our most respected guest. If the Heavenly Master has any orders in the Eastern Capital, we will do our best to see to it."

Once he took the initiative to speak, Zhou Yi was able to respond.

"I'll visit you again when I have time."

Guo Congyang was about to say something polite when Zhou Yi asked, "Did these people come here specifically to kill you?"

"Exactly."

"It's very strange," Guo Congyang said with a suspicious look on his face. "We have never dealt with this group of people before, and this time we went to Yingchuan just to visit friends, so we didn't offend anyone."

"Who do you think it's related to?"

Zhou Yi looked at Guo Congyang to see if he was willing to speak.

Guo Congyang seemed to be thinking, but he was actually hesitant.

After all, he is not the head of the family, so there are some things he dare not tell others.

The young master of the Guo family, who had closed his eyes to rest, suddenly opened his mouth and said in a weak voice, "Master Tiantian, perhaps this is related to what Duke Lu was discussing. Uncle Yang, you tell me..."

This Duke of Lu is Yuan Wendu.

He was also one of the Seven Nobles, but was Wang Shichong's biggest rival besides the Dugu clan.

Guo Congyang said:

"Since Wang Shichong controlled most of the military power in Luoyang, and Yu Wenhuaji in Weijun had established Qin Wang Yang Hao as emperor, the Duke of Lu suggested that Emperor Huangtai recruit the powerful Li Mi to counterbalance Wang Shichong. This resentment from Wang Shichong led to much fighting in the court."

"The head of the family has a close relationship with Lu Chu, the Minister of Internal Affairs, and is his deputy. Lu Chu supports the Duke of Lu and is therefore at odds with the Duke of Zheng."

"The biggest struggle in the court of the Eastern Capital took place here, but I have never heard of Wang Shichong having any connection with the Khitan bandits."

Wang Shichong, Yuan Wendu, Lu Chu, Guo Wenyi, four of the Seven Nobles of Luoyang were implicated at once.

Surrounded by enemies, the internal fighting is so fierce.

Zhou Yi glanced towards the cliff and suddenly asked, "Have you been invited to the Rong Mansion's birthday party?"

"I have received the invitation."

Regardless of how quickly he changed the subject, Guo Congyang simply replied:

"Almost all the prominent figures in Dongdu are here. Luoyang Gang leader Shangguan Long was killed, and Rong Zunchang has taken over the position. He is very powerful now, and I believe that all the forces in Dongdu will give him face."

Knowing what Zhou Yi was concerned about, he added:

"I heard that Master Rong recently invited people from Cihang Jingzhai and Jingnian Zen Temple."

Zhou Yi became interested: "Have they responded?"

Guo Congyang affirmed:

"Since neither of these two factions has refused, this might lead to the discovery of the He Clan Jade. Therefore, this birthday banquet will be a grand gathering of heroes."

As he said this, he glanced at Zhou Yi.

He thought to himself: "It seems that the Heavenly Master is also going to Rong Mansion. I am afraid that the East Capital will be turned upside down."

Zhou Yi was silent for a moment, nodded slightly at him, and stopped talking.

Master Pan, who had been listening silently, said, "Uncle Master, the people sent to the Rong Mansion by Jingnian Zen Temple and Cihang Jingzhai this time are all masters of the same generation as Master Fanzhai."

The two holy places sent their best friends, and it seems that they attach great importance to this birthday banquet.

It's unlikely that the Heshi Bi would be taken out so early.

Zhou Yi tried to sense it, and he only had one sense of direction, which was the direction of the Coffin Palace.

But no one knows where the Heshi Bi is.

"Uncle Master, can you come with us?"

"That's all."

Zhou Yi rejected him and looked at the spiritual young Taoist priest standing beside him: "What's your name?"

"Tianshi, my name is Li Chunfeng."

Seeing Zhou Yi smile, Li Chunfeng boldly asked, "Master, can you accept me as your disciple? I want to learn from you."

Master Pan has a different color on his face.

Guo Congyang was shocked. If he asked the Heavenly Master to accept him as his disciple, wouldn't that mean he would soar to the sky? The young Taoist priest was really brave!

The young master of the Guo family, who had his eyes closed, also opened them.

Zhou Yi smiled slightly: "I have no plans to accept a disciple for the time being, but I can introduce you to fellow Taoist Yuan Tiangang."

It was a great fate that Yuan Tiangang accepted him as a disciple.

Guo Congyang sighed inwardly, envious. The Dao sect was now powerful, with two of the four great masters occupying the same position.

Yuan Tiangang is on good terms with the person in front of him. This young Taoist priest is like Pan Shizheng, and can at least be his nephew.

Already made a lot of money.

Li Chunfeng suppressed the admiration in his eyes. He was unwilling to give up. He saluted with both hands and said respectfully:

"Master Tian, ​​I still want to take you as my master."

Zhou Yi didn't reply, leaving him with only his back.

Everyone seemed to be affected by a burst of mental power and their eyes blurred. They looked again

The post road was winding like a snake, coiling around the cliffs and deep ravines. The scattered yellow leaves were swallowed by the mountain mist, and the white shadow had long disappeared.

The Guo family members were touched and breathed a sigh of relief.

Master Pan, with a righteous expression on his face, advised, "With Uncle Master's achievements, his vision is naturally very high, and it's not easy for him to accept a disciple. Perhaps Taoist Yuan is more suitable as a disciple. The path you seek is quite similar to Taoist Yuan's."

Li Chunfeng is young but courageous and has a strong spirit of exploration.

He raised his voice and said, "Brother Pan, you don't know this, but after I learned divination and heard the name of the Heavenly Master, I wanted to make some predictions."

"But no matter how I calculate, I can't see the hexagram."

"The way of the Heavenly Master is far superior to mine."

He spoke in a serious tone, but others just listened to it as a fun story because the little trick was not very accurate.

Pan Shizheng said, "You just told us to jump off the cliff."

When the Guo family heard this, they were speechless about Li Chunfeng.

Li Chunfeng made up for it: "A flying dragon in the sky, a glimmer of hope, this is not wrong, right?"

…

They chatted all the way, and at the end of their journey, they were near the banks of the Yi River in Dongdu.

A tall, sturdy man with dark hair and fair complexion opened his eyes after coming out of seclusion.

He held a sword in his hand, stroking it carefully, like a madman.

Not far away, a beautiful woman with sharp eyes and a tall and graceful figure was walking towards the Yi River.

"Let's go, it's time to go to Dongdu."

After Fu Junyu finished speaking, he heard Ba Fenghan burst into laughter.

"Jun Yu, my swordsmanship has greatly improved. I've left those two blacksmiths far behind. I'm sure I'll give them a big surprise this time."

"What sword technique?"

Ba Fenghan's smile instantly faded, his eyes sharp and confident. "This sword of mine can incorporate all kinds of changes into it, stealing a glimmer of possibility from the impossible. With one strike of the sword, I have a chance to crush the opponent's spirit and even destroy his martial arts will."

"When Qu Ao was defeated by Wu Zun, he developed the false belief that he could never defeat him again, and thus became depressed. This is the destruction of his will."

After hearing this, Fu Junyu sneered, "Didn't the demon monk sew up Qu Ao's mental wounds?"

"The wound of will is not so easy to heal."

Fu Junyu said: "Compared to your swordsmanship, I think your blacksmithing skills are better at this time."

Ba Fenghan's eyes were as sharp as swords: "There are so many masters in Dongdu now. I will fight all the way. Your respect for me will grow day by day."

He stood up, magnifying his tall figure to the utmost, stretching his entire body to the limit, and then looked around, ready to choose his opponent.

…

(End of this chapter)