Chapter 99 White Dragon Confusion

The window was half open, and the rustling and chirping of insects could be heard more clearly.

The two people in the secret room of Yangxing Society were silent for a long time.

"Elder Yun, what should we do?" Ji Yinong planned to obey orders.

Yun Caiwen pondered for a long time: "It is certain that the Xieji Sect has been managing Nanyang for a long time. Most of the forces in the city have been infiltrated. It's just that your vision is limited and it is difficult to perceive."

This is a common tactic used by the Demon Sect, and the Yingui Sect used it to control Xiangyang.

They are both from the Six Paths sect, and the Xieji sect uses this method as if it were a daily routine.

"Then how will Ji act in Nanyang from now on?"

"Xiangyang and Nanyang were chosen by Zongzun. They cannot be lost. You must understand this clearly."

Yun Caiwen paced back and forth, "As for your actions, you should consider the rest of them as members of the Xieji Sect. Think twice before you act, and don't reveal your identity as a member of the Yin Gui Sect."

"My guess is that the Xieji Sect's infiltration is still ongoing. Ren Zhi was killed because he didn't cooperate."

"if"

Ji Yinong continued nervously, "What if someone from the Xieji Sect comes looking for me?"

Yun Caiwen was silent.

Ji Yinong took a step forward with a mournful look on his face: "Elder Yun, I have shed blood for the Yin Gui Sect. You can't just ignore me."

"The sky is big, the earth is big, and Queen Yin is the biggest. I will still be loyal to Queen Yin. I hope Elder Yun will teach me."

Yun Caiwen glanced outside for a few moments, then sat back on the couch.

"I'm not panicking, so why are you? Although the Xieji Sect has some power, it's still far from our own sect. The Evil Emperor hasn't mastered his magic yet, so he's avoiding the Sect Master. The Dao Heart Demon Cultivation Technique is extremely difficult to practice. I've never heard of anyone successfully mastering it."

"Even if the current Evil Emperor is incredibly talented, it won't be achieved in a short time."

"It's just that they've been taking root in Nanyang for a long time, and their strength has been concentrated there. Our sect is spreading its teachings throughout the world, not only competing with Buddhism and Taoism, but also gathering forces from other sects and paths. If we put all our efforts here, the Xieji Sect will definitely retreat."

Ji Yinong said respectfully, "I am naturally aware of the great power of our sect, but I am worried about the urgent situation at hand and I don't know how to solve it."

Yun Caiwen hummed:

"The Evil Sect first killed Luo Changshou, then Ren Zhi. If they really come looking for you, when you see the Evil Emperor, don't hesitate, just bow down and pay your respects."

Ji Yinong let out a cry and the muscles on his face twitched.

I thought to myself: I had already knelt before you asked me to.

"How can this be done? Isn't this being unfaithful to the Queen?!"

"It's good that you have the intention," Elder Yun suggested. "A living person is always more useful than a dead person. You can also take advantage of this opportunity to gather information."

"I'm deeply confused by the relationship between the Xieji Sect in Nanyang and Guanjun. If Zhu Can has already cooperated with the Xieji Sect, there's no reason for him to be an enemy of Nanyang. It's simply contradictory."

Ji Yinong exclaimed: "Could it be..."

"Is there discord within the Xieji Sect?"

He wanted to muddy the waters, so he opened his mouth and said:

"The Xieji Sect has been in hiding for a long time, but suddenly a large number of masters emerged, which shows that this generation is prosperous. There is even more than one Xie Emperor, just like the Mobei grasslands, with the two Khans, Jie Li and Tu Li."

“So the two cities are fighting, and there’s also a struggle for orthodoxy within.”

Yun Caiwen followed his train of thought and felt that the Xieji Sect's background was deeper than he had expected.

but

If you think about it carefully, many nodes can be connected.

For example, there were supposed to be eight masters in the charity cemetery, but suddenly it became only five. Isn’t this a reflection of internal discord?

Elder Yun's expression changed again and again, and he felt that the waters of the Xieji Sect were even deeper.

"Perhaps your absurd idea is just what I expected. I will report this to the Sect Master and I will consider it a great achievement for you."

Yun Caiwen looked at Ji Yinong with a hint of appreciation:

"You need to keep a low profile these days and don't get caught up in everything. Wait until the storm has died down before you go looking for information."

"I understand." Ji Yinong responded in a deep voice.

"I will go find Elder Xia first and discuss this matter with her."

Elder Yun didn't hesitate. Before he finished speaking, he used his superb lightness skills to suddenly jump out of the window and disappear.

This night.

Ji Huizhu tossed and turned.

Sometimes I dream of the Evil Emperor, sometimes I dream of the Queen of Hell.

Others cannot see the most terrifying whirlpool in the world, but he is already in the center of it, stirring it around.

…

On the west bank of the turbulent water, there is the Champion City.

The cannibal Zhu Can gathered a group of bandits and proclaimed himself king, nicknamed "Kedahan Bandit" and also "Garuda King".

Therefore, the current Champion City is also called Garuda Kingdom.

Although this city is not as prosperous as Nanyang, it is also a big city.

He was known as the "Ogre", but Zhu Can's cruel and bloody face was slightly hidden from the residents of the city.

Otherwise, the citizens will be scared away, leaving the city empty and it will be too late to regret.

"My lord, Yang Zhen ruined our deal and took away your goods. Aren't you angry at all?"

In the Garuda Palace, Korpo tried his best to suppress his anger.

The man on the throne was tall, wearing a light armor that shone with precious stones. He had a big head, a broad face, and scattered eyebrows. There was a mark of fire at the corner of his eye, and his eyes were fierce.

Zhu Can said arrogantly, "I will ask for it back from Yang Zhen, but you lost my things, don't you have any responsibility at all?"

Several Turkic masters beside Korpo all looked unhappy.

But this is the territory of the ogres, and no matter how arrogant they are, they dare not act recklessly.

Kolpo responded quickly:

"This batch of goods has never been delivered to Champion City, and the king has not settled the payment. The loss is entirely our Chamber of Commerce's fault. If we have to say who is responsible, it must be borne by Yang Zhen."

"Oh?" Zhu Can tapped his chair. "Is this the Khan's sincerity?"

Kolpo was no fool.

Seeing him like this, how could he not understand that Zhu Can was not willing to send troops at all.

In the past, he threatened Yang Zhen, but now that he saw that Yang Zhen's attitude had changed, he didn't dare to go ahead with him.

If Guanjun City really wants to go to war with Nanyang, without a sufficiently appropriate opportunity, there will be no chance of conquering it.

Kolpo was feeling suffocated, thinking about how so many of his capable men had been killed, and was about to create some trouble for Yang Zhen.

At this time

A loud sound of footsteps was heard outside.

"Master, please come this way."

Kolpo saw that the person who was speaking was a charming woman, Zhu Can's daughter Zhu Mei. This woman was as vicious as a snake and scorpion, and often gave Zhu Can advice.

She was accompanied by two tall men who disliked each other because they were both Zhu Mei's lovers.

In addition, there are more than 60 armed guards, all of whom are masters of internal martial arts with high temples.

The two people who were greeted by armed guards and led by Zhu Mei herself were a man and a woman.

The man had a face as broad as a basin, and was dressed in a monk's robe. Two balls of ghostly fire appeared and disappeared in his pupils. It was obvious at first glance that he was a pure monster from the Demon Sect.

The wrinkles around the eyes of the woman in palace dress beside her faded, as if she was returning to her youth.

Behind Zhou Laotan and Jin Huanzhen were eight warriors who contained the true energy of the devil sect, all of them with expressionless faces.

Kolpo guessed the identities of these people and stepped forward to greet them:

"Meet the two sect leaders."

"I'm Xia Ke'erpo, from the steppes beyond the Great Wall, under the command of Tuli Khan."

As he spoke, he found that the two old demons were indifferent and didn't even look at him.

What Turkic Khan? They don’t seem to care at all.

So he added:

"I am also on good terms with Wu Zun's followers."

Zhou Lao sighed and stopped, with two balls of ghostly fire dancing in his eyes: "Do you know Wu Zun?"

Korpo said with a hint of pride:

"Martial Master was invincible on the prairie and flourished for decades.

The spear he used back then, Agushuaia, was made of Tianyu Iron, which was contributed by our Chamber of Commerce."

He spoke with some skill, but Zhou Lao sighed directly: "Do you understand Yan Yang's miraculous skills?"

"This..." Kolpo was speechless.

Old Zhou sighed and opened his mouth. "If you don't understand the secrets, what qualifications do you have to exchange secrets with me? Don't waste time and get out of here."

Kolpo was tricked by Zhu Can first, and now he was humiliated and felt extremely uncomfortable with the anger in his heart.

Seeing Zhou Laotan continue to move forward, I forced a sentence:

"All of the Sect Master's plans in Nanyang City were destroyed by Yang Zhen, and even Qiu Qianbo, who you arranged to hide, was found by them.

If the clan leader cooperates with King Zhu Can, first punishing the main culprit and then destroying Nanyang, wouldn't that be easy?"

Kolpo saw it.

As soon as these words were spoken, the two old demons stopped at the same time.

Jin Huanzhen turned his head to look at him, and Zhou Laotan's body trembled slightly.

"Okay." He said okay twice.

Kolpo didn't know what he was doing.

Just then

Zhou Laotan's figure flashed, and the Turkic masters around Kolpo did not react. When they turned around, they found that the old demon was already forehead to forehead with Kolpo.

"Master, I have no intention of offending you."

Kolpo was confused and didn't know how he had offended this guy. He just thought that Yang Zhen had offended him and quickly said something nice to him:

"Yang Zhen is nothing special. Although he found your men, they were still run away by Gang Leader Qiu. It shows that he is far inferior to you."

"I am."

His voice stopped abruptly as a large hand pressed on his Dan Zhong acupoint.

"You deserve to die!"

Old Zhou sighed and shouted angrily, and released a stream of mysterious true energy, which made Kolpo's whole body feel like it was electrocuted and he stiffened instantly.

His eyes were filled with fear as Zhou Laotan grabbed his chest and threw him backwards.

Five dark-faced men in black lifted Kolpo and carried him on their shoulders.

"Put him in the coffin." Old Zhou sighed and calmed down his anger.

"yes."

Those who came with Kolpo were stunned and dared not move.

Jin Huanzhen consoled him, "What's there to be angry about? This guy's internal strength is not bad. He can be considered a good material for refining."

Elder Zhou sighed, "He's still a little short of it. It's a waste of energy."

Jin Huanzhen patted his shoulder lightly: "He is practicing the martial arts from the frontier, and his internal energy is intense, which is slightly different from the cruel way he used before."

Mr. Zhou sighed and nodded.

Zhu Mei and her two lovers felt a chill in their hearts.

The two old demons were discussing magic skills as if no one was around, practicing this and that. I was really afraid that they would practice magic on themselves.

Zhu Can came forward and asked, "Do the two sect leaders want to ask about Qiu Qianbo?"

"Where is he?"

"It appeared near Yong'an County and then went down the Yangtze River towards Jiangdu."

Old Zhou sighed and waved his hand, and several men in black came out.

"Go after him now. Once you figure out his exact location, report immediately. I want to capture him myself."

"yes!"

Zhu Can looked at these black-clad masters with great envy.

Looking at Zhou Laotan, it was like seeing a treasure pot.

The situation of these men in black is similar to that of Qiu Qianbo. Most of them are martial artists with good martial arts skills who cannot resist the temptation of magic.

However, they do not have the same determination as Qiu Qianbo.

Therefore, after being injected with a mysterious true energy by Zhou Laotan, although he obtained the secret record of practicing the skill, he lost himself and became a member of the Red Shadow Corps.

This is a new method of cultivating and nurturing evil spirits that the old artist Zhou acquired after appreciating the unorthodox teachings of the Daming Zunjiao.

Compared with the crude method used to deal with Old Master Ren, this is a leap forward.

"The person who is most proficient in the Light Sutra and the Sabrakan is still Shanmu. If I can fully master Shanmu's spiritual methods and apply her free and easy skills to the Aperture Spirit, it will definitely reach a whole new realm."

Old Zhou sighed and followed Zhu Can's gaze, looking at the men in black, lost in thought.

Jin Huanzhen said, "I support you very much, but bringing Shanmu here right now will only cause big trouble."

Zhu Can interrupted and asked, "I wonder when we can train a large number of masters?"

"It will be soon. Wait until I catch that man and fix the spell."

Zhou Lao sighed and glanced at Zhu Can, then casually drew a picture for him:

"Once this method is mastered, you will have tens of thousands of experts under your command. At that time, conquering cities and territories will be as easy as pie."

"However, we must act according to the agreement."

Zhu Can smiled viciously: "Of course."

"If my Garuda Kingdom dominates the world, you two can establish a state religion at will."

"Hahaha"

The two looked at each other and laughed.

Zhou Lao sighed and looked at the Turkic masters again: "These people belong to me."

"The Sect Master can use it as he pleases."

"Zhu Can, are you crazy? Do you want to be an enemy of the Khan?!" a Turkic man screamed in horror.

However, this threat had no effect at all.

As Zhu Can's external brain, Zhu Mei looked at the captured Turks with some concerns in her heart but did not dare to speak.

When she encountered these terrifying old demons, even though she was equally cruel and ruthless, she was still deeply afraid of their methods.

The only thing she was glad about was

These old demons seemed only interested in practicing martial arts, and would even let her command some people who were possessed by demons.

Seeing this situation, the Zhu family father and daughter began to cooperate deeply with the old demons.

After Zhu Can had a bigger and clearer ambition, he changed from being barefoot to wearing shoes. His mentality actually changed slightly, and he was no longer as reckless as before.

Yang Zhen attacked Han County's dock at night, but he easily slipped through.

It was the second day that Sect Leader Ren's corpse circled the moat.

Zhou Yi escorted the short and fat Taoist to the foot of the mountain.

Taoist Mu came with empty hands, and left with a bag on his shoulder, his face full of smiles.

He patted the God of Wealth's arm with his fat palm and said, "You must be Zhou Yi. If there is such a good thing next time, be sure to call me."

Zhou Yi said with a smile, "Are you going to look for Taoist Priest Ya?"

"Go and help him," Mu Dao Ren said with a wicked smile.

This time he overturned the Kolpo nest and made a fortune. He spoke very nicely:

"The only one who can truly benefit our Dao Sect is someone like you. When your martial arts skills improve, we will contact a few Daoist friends and choose you as the first person in the Dao Sect."

"Who is Ning Sanren? I don't know him well."

"Just shut up!"

Zhou Yi waved his hand in a driving manner, "Go, go, go back to your Gao Village."

"Hahaha!"

Seeing how cautious he was, the short and fat Taoist couldn't help but laugh. Although he didn't understand what he meant, he was used to him joking like this.

He stepped onto the path and said without looking back:

"You should practice hard. With your talent, I, the Taoist, am not joking."

Zhou Yi ignored this and just warned: "The world is dangerous, be careful."

"There are many evil women in the world, so take care of yourself."

The Taoist monk walked towards the sunshine and disappeared down the path with big strides.

Zhou Yi looked at the short and fat Taoist's back, feeling a little envious.

Master Mu is really free and easy

Before he returned from the foot of the mountain, he heard the sound of horse hooves coming from the east in the distance.

Only one rider,

soon

A tall old man with a long beard came into view.

This is Yang Dalongtou's third visit to Wolong Mountain.

"Big Dragon Head, please."

Zhou Yi invited him into the temple. Dalongtou dismounted and looked at him with a complicated expression.

Then he stretched out a hand towards the mountain path and said leisurely:

"Master Zhou, please."

The strange light in Zhou Yi's eyes flashed away, and his mood quickly calmed down.

The two climbed the mountain together.

The south wind rustled the ancient cypresses on both sides, and their pace was very slow.

"Why do you need to change my title, Big Dragon Head? Actually, I'm fine being the Master of Wuzhuang Monastery here."

"Eh, Yang doesn't want to either."

Yang Zhen holds his long beard:

"But when I think about my advanced age, I realize I won't have many more opportunities to meet this amazing figure in the world. The Heavenly Master has traveled thousands of miles across the sea of ​​smoke and water, now working as a farmer in Nanyang. It would be a great regret for me, Yang, not to take the initiative to greet him."

"Thank you, Big Leader."

Zhou Yi sighed softly: "I have been displaced all the way, there is nothing worth mentioning. Now I have a safe home in Guanyin, I cherish it even more."

Yang Zhen shook his head: "At first I was just curious, but I didn't expect that the more I followed the clues, the more surprised I became. It also solved the doubts in my heart."

"Brother Su's injuries are such that only the Heavenly Master's Taiping Hongbao can change his fate."

"Given Yang's initial personality, he would have avoided the Heavenly Master. Now that he knows what kind of person Heavenly Master Zhou is, his mindset is completely different."

He spoke frankly and without beating around the bush.

Zhou Yi asked with a smile, "Does the Great Dragon Head want me to continue to be the abbot, or to become the Heavenly Master?"

"That depends on your mood. I have no power to control it," Yang Zhen smiled bitterly.

"The Heavenly Master is so young, yet he has experienced the five flavors of life that ordinary people would never experience in their entire lives. His mind is filled with my own thoughts, which is beyond the comprehension of an old and decrepit person like me."

“Hey~!”

Zhou Yi disagreed: "That's an exaggeration. We were weeding and leveling the fields together a while ago. What's the difference?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Zhen stroked his beard and smiled.

The two chatted all the way to the Taoist temple, and when they sat down to drink tea, the big leader finally got to the point.

"Sui has lost its deer. Will the Heavenly Master chase it?"

Yang Zhen stared at him intently.

Zhou Yi said: "In fact, compared to Sui's loss of the deer, I would rather have a stable life."

"Yes"

Zhou Yi looked at him:

"If the Great Dragon Head can find out my details, he will know that my identity is full of loopholes and it is impossible to keep it completely secret. How will the court view the Taiping Dao? Even if I lose my identity as the leader of the Taiping Dao, in the eyes of those who are interested, appearances can be changed, but bones and blood cannot be changed."

"Unless I cut off all ties with the secular world and truly become a stranger, but to be honest, I probably can't sit still. I'm even thinking about going out for a walk right now."

"In these troubled times, the world situation is changing all the time."

“I have to think about myself and also about my loved ones.”

Yang Zhen understood his thoughts and even understood some of the little difficulties behind them.

He then asked, "Does the Heavenly Master intend to forge Nanyang into a sword?"

Zhou Yi asked back, "What's the big boss's plan?"

Yang Zhen looked at Dongdu and suddenly changed the subject: "The Heavenly Master must be unaware of one thing."

"What is it?"

"It's related to the leader of the righteous path in the world."

Zhou Yi said without hesitation: "Cihang Jingzhai has asked the Great Dragon Head to calmly wait for the emergence of the common ruler of the world. At that time, he will hand over Nanyang and receive blessings while protecting the people of Nanyang County."

"Huh" Yang Zhen took a deep breath, his heart was really hard to calm down. This was a top secret and would never be spread to anyone.

"I think the descendants of the Holy Land couldn't imagine that the Heavenly Master saw through them too."

He didn't delve into it further and continued, "Yang is quite good at reading people's expressions, so I made a strange discovery."

Zhou Yi's eyes changed slightly. "Could it be that Cihang Jingzhai has already told the Great Dragon Head who will get the Deer of Sui?"

“That’s not the case.”

Yang Zhen's tone changed: "But strangely, from the tone of this successor, it seems that he has a candidate in mind."

"Looking back at that time, the Eastern Capital had not yet issued the imperial edict for the third expedition against Goguryeo."

He took a sip of tea and said, "Or maybe it's just Yang's illusion. As the first successor of the Holy Land of Martial Arts, it's normal for him to be confident in his words."

The time for Cihang Jingzhai to select people did not match, and Zhou Yi did not have a definite answer for a while.

Yang Zhen interrupted his thoughts:

"The words of the heir of the Holy Land originally resonated with Yang's heart, but that was before I met the Heavenly Master."

"Now, my mind has changed."

"I won't mention the life-saving grace, nor the chivalrous deeds of Yongqiu thousands of miles away, but only a close look at the area around Wolong Mountain."

Yang Zhen sighed: "Some things can't be faked."

"However, I hope that the Heavenly Master will make good use of the Nanyang sword."

Zhou Yi laughed, and a sentence broke the heavy atmosphere:

"Thank you for your trust, Great Dragon Head, but please call me Master. This sword is also with you. I don't want to be caught in a fight."

"Just these words from the Great Dragon Head give me peace of mind, which is more than anything else."

"Thank you very much."

Zhou Yilian thanked him, added water to Yang Zhen's glass, and toasted him with tea instead of wine.

Yang Zhen was stunned.

Now that the world is in chaos, the Taiping Heavenly Master has his support. Once he raises the banner of justice and uses the thunderous name of the Great and Sage Master, hundreds of thousands of people will gather in an instant.

By then, we will destroy Guanjun City, unify Nanyang County, and then occupy Huai'an.

Then he would go south to take Xiangyang, control the Han River, and go north to take Xiangcheng to threaten the Eastern Capital. In this way, the largest anti-king force in the world could be formed within a few months.

Anyone with a little ambition would probably think about it.

The calmness of the Heavenly Master calmed his originally troubled heart.

after

The two talked about what happened at Han County Wharf last night, the subsequent changes in the city, and Zhu Can's actions.

At noon, Lao Dan brought delicious food from the city and invited Yang Zhen to have lunch in the temple.

He came here today after careful consideration.

Therefore, he did not consider himself an outsider. He ate and drank together with Lao Dan, and drank up all the "aged wine" that Zhou Yi had been brewing for several months.

The big dragon head's face was red with wine, and he was about to use his crescent-shaped sword to compete with Lao Dan in weapons.

Zhou Yi might have to look in the boxes in the warehouse to see if Master Jiao Wuzi had hidden a pair of double-edged swords inside.

There is also a peach tree in the backyard.

That’s so true.

After Yang Zhen had a good meal and a good drink, he went down the mountain and was thinking all the way.

This third visitor from Wolong Mountain was not only to speak frankly, but also to be prepared to break the peace.

But the person on the mountain was much calmer than himself.

Therefore, it was as if everyone had just changed their identities and were chatting with each other, and they understood each other better.

For Nanyang as a whole, there hasn't been much change.

Yang Zhen looked towards the foot of Wolong Mountain and saw that Baihe Village had changed a lot.

More people, renovated houses, a stable morning market, and children chasing and playing.

He looked at all this with satisfaction and wanted to expand the changes in Baihe Village to Nanyang County.

But even this small goal was difficult for him to achieve.

so.

Nanyang, it’s time to change the person in charge.

He had been worrying about this before, and now he has found one that seems to be suitable.

Yang Dalongtou had a smile on his drunken face as he rode slowly back to the county town.

He figured out a lot of things and let go of a lot of things.

At this moment, Yang Dalongtou's back looked somewhat similar to the short and fat Taoist priest.

…

Outside Nanyang City, in the eastern suburbs.

"Do you know this person?"

"Recognize, know him." The voice of the person who spoke was trembling a little.

"He is the headmaster of the Jingshan Sect in the city!"

Another person said, "Second Young Master, this man died because his heart meridians were shattered by someone's internal energy."

"He didn't have any other injuries on his body, which shows that the leader of the Jingshan Sect didn't last more than a few moves."

Song Shidao frowned and said, "Don't worry about it. Throw it into the river."

"yes!"

With a splash, the body that had just been fished out of the river was thrown back into the river.

Song Shidao looked towards the direction of Nanyang City, and the ominous premonition in his heart became stronger and stronger.

It hasn't even entered the city yet.

I just picked up a dead leader.

Then I remembered again.

He had just entered Nanyang a few days ago and ran into seven or eight masters of the Demon Sect.

The aura of these people is very similar to the person I bumped into by the Yangtze River.

Song Shidao was in a foreign land, so of course he didn't dare to provoke them.

What Uncle Lu said is true

The reputation of the Song clan is of no use in front of such a "big devil's den".

As they walked towards the city gate, they asked the guide sent by the Water Dragon Gang.

"How strong is the Jingshan Sect?"

"My dear Second Young Master, the Jingshan Sect, like the Tuanjiang Sect, has been removed from the list of the eight major factions in Nanyang."

Lu Yi, the leader of the Water Dragon Gang, said, "The Jingshan Sect was originally ranked high in Nanyang, with over 3,000 disciples. They controlled the caravans traveling to Mobei and engaged in various leather goods businesses."

"However, it has now been divided up among various families."

"There have been many changes in the city lately, such as the defense of the city gates. Originally, the eight factions rotated monthly."

"Now, the Nanyang Gang will occupy the defense every month, and the rest will be distributed to other families."

Song Shidao asked in confusion, "Why is the leader of Yangzhen different from what I heard? Does the other sects have any objections to the Nanyang Gang doing this?"

"Probably not."

Lu Yi looked around and said cautiously, "Yang Dalongtou has changed a lot. We must not look at him with the same eyes as before."

Song Shidao didn't know the inside story, but he had seen a corner of the Nanyang Demon Cave.

In order to avoid being thrown into the river like Master Ren,

The young master of the Song family was extremely cautious and prepared to act politely according to the rules of the local gang.

"In that case, the Nanyang business still needs to be discussed with Yang Dalongtou."

Lu Yi shook his head: "That's not the case."

"The Nanyang Gang manages the finances, but other branches of the gang handle salt, trucks, horses, tea, and wine. The Nanyang Gang doesn't need to manage everything, but it still benefits from each branch."

"This is also the basis for their dominance in Nanyang County."

"Yan, the quarterly meeting director of Guiyang Xinghui."

"This person is on good terms with the Yuwen clan and the Haisha Gang, so we can't approach him. But approaching Yang Dalongtou won't help either, as the Nanyang Gang won't intervene directly. It's precisely because of this that our gang couldn't seize the initiative with the Yangxing Society and was constantly suppressed by the Haisha Gang."

Song Shidao frowned, "Doesn't that mean you have no foundation? Once the Haisha Gang's manpower arrives, your current business will be destroyed."

"so."

"The Second Young Master is going to meet someone."

West of the county town, at the foot of Wolong Mountain.

Song Shidao looked up at the hills and saw beautiful trees casting shade on the ground, with lush greenery dripping from the trees, a beautiful scene of midsummer.

He had listened to the detailed explanation given by Lu Yi of the Water Dragon Gang and knew who was on the mountain.

There is no need to verify the authenticity of the rumor.

Only one item.

Anyone who can build a Taoist temple on a devil's lair is no ordinary person.

"Everything is under my control; do not act rashly."

"yes!"

The eight Song family swordsmen agreed in unison.

Song Shidao looked at the hilltop again, sorted out his thoughts, and went up the mountain.

As the son of Tian Dao, if he were not trapped in the "devil's cave", he would not be so nervous.

Several people went up the stairs without stopping until they arrived in front of Wuzhuang Temple.

The two burly men who were guarding the gate were broad-shouldered and thick-waisted, with a faint yellow light in their eyes, which made it clear that they were external martial arts masters who had practiced the art of horizontal refining qi.

"Where are these friends from?"

The two big men stood on the left and right, clasping their fists and greeting each other.

Song Shidao did not dare to underestimate him and said, "Song family of Lingnan, Song Shidao, has come to visit the master of the temple."

Song Shidao noticed the expressions of the two people.

When they heard about the Song family of Lingnan, they were not very surprised, nor did they immediately welcome them in. They just said a polite word and reported inside.

The names of the four major clans are of no use.

No wonder Yu Wenzhi’s son died here.

Soon, two smart Taoist children came out and said with a smile, "Friends of the Song family, please come in."

Song Shidao entered the hall and saw a handsome young man coming out to greet him.

Judging from the appearance alone, it is impossible to tell whether the master of the temple is proficient in martial arts.

Look at his age again.

If nothing unexpected happens, a remarkable figure will appear in Nanyang.

The news about the Song family is still a little blocked.

"Master, I am sorry to bother you."

"Brother Song, please take a seat."

Zhou Yi looked at Song Shidao, who was dressed like a scholar, and felt very confused.

How did the son of Tian Dao find Nanyang?

"Brother Song has come all the way from Lingnan. I wonder what brings you here?"

"There are some trivial matters that disturb the master's peace."

"That's too much. Please continue."

Seeing that Zhou Yi was straightforward, Song Shidao did not hide anything.

He then told him everything about the Song family's salt business and the Water Dragon Gang, including the profit sharing.

Zhou Yi weighed the pros and cons and said bluntly:

"Most of the salt in the city is under the jurisdiction of the Yangxing Association, so I shouldn't interfere. However, Brother Song's identity is somewhat special."

"I have a close relationship with the ancestor of your Lingnan Song family."

Song Shidao, who had been listening patiently, straightened his back immediately. This was beyond his expectation.

"What Master Yi said is true, but my Song family has no remaining branches in the Central Plains."

"It has nothing to do with the remaining bloodline. The source is your ancestor, Senior Song Beifeng."

Zhou Yi's eyes were filled with vicissitudes of life, and he recited a sentence quietly: "The swallows in front of the halls of the Wang and Xie families in the past have flown into the homes of ordinary people."

Song Shidao focused on his expression and was deeply touched.

"Master, could you please tell me in detail what kind of relationship our two families have?"

Zhou Yi shook his head slightly: "I need to meet the Song clan leader to confirm this matter in person, otherwise it's just empty talk."

“How do I verify this?”

Zhou Yi said: "I draw my sword, and the Heavenly Sword draws its blade."

Song Shidao stood up from his chair and looked Zhou Yi up and down: "Master Yi, you...

He advised: "You must not do this."

"Once my father draws his sword, it will be a serious matter."

In Nanyang, even the martial arts geniuses are so crazy that they simply don't care about their lives.

Song Shidao complained in his heart, knowing very well what kind of person his father was.

Just think that this temple master is young and frivolous.

I didn't ask about the friendship between my ancestors, so as not to mess up the matter in Nanyang.

Zhou Yi smiled and changed the subject: "Although the salt trade of the Shuilong Gang is troublesome, I am willing to help."

"Thank you!" Song Shidao hurriedly bowed, once again realizing Master Yi's decisiveness.

He also knew that this was a difficult matter and felt that he owed a big favor.

Then he invited Zhou Yi to visit Lingnan, but without resorting to violence.

Zhou Yi felt that the second son of the Song family was very strange. He was polite to others, but he was a little restless.

Guessing he might have something urgent to do, we decided not to keep him as a guest after discussing how to contact the Water Dragon Gang.

Watching the young master of the Song family hurried down the mountain.

Zhou Yi laughed. This business was well done.

You can make money and gain favors. It would be better if there were more people like Song Erlang.

As for the Yangxing Society.

Master Ji Hui has something to hide, and now he keeps a low profile in everything he does. There is no one in the city more honest than him.

Thinking about it, the Water Dragon Gang and the Giant Kun Gang are mortal enemies on the southeast coast.

Zhou Yi immediately went to Nanyang City to find Chen Laomou and told him about the Water Dragon Gang and the Song Clan to avoid any rift.

Chen Laomou did not object and suggested sending someone to help him keep an eye on the salt accounts of the Shuilong Gang and ensure a good share of the profits.

With their sworn enemy keeping an eye on the accounts, the leaders of the Water Dragon Gang couldn't afford to be careless.

After Song Shidao left Nanyang at lightning speed.

The Water Dragon Gang received support from Wuzhuang Temple, and all the suppression in the city disappeared.

The business that had been seized from the Haisha Gang was quickly consolidated.

And do things openly and compete fairly with the Haisha Gang.

Without a dominant player, the price of salt instantly dropped, benefiting ordinary county residents.

On the Gray Gang's side, Zhou Yi observed Qiu Wenzhong for a period of time and found that he was really good at managing mundane affairs.

So he was often called into the Taoist temple and trained carefully.

By the way, let the two little Taoist children follow him and learn when they are free.

These days, Guanjun City is unusually quiet. I don’t know whether Zhu Can, the hungry wolf, is asleep or just dozing off.

Yang Dalongtou was a little uncomfortable.

Several people secretly wondered whether Zhu Can had been put into the coffin by Lao Tan?

That's a good thing.

After the battle with Sect Leader Ren, Zhou Yi felt that his techniques were somewhat lacking and he could not exert combat power that matched his speed.

So, recommended by Yang Dalongtou, he learned some martial arts such as boxing, kicking, and palm techniques in the Nanyang Gang.

Yang Dalongtou couldn't understand why a person who possessed the "Taiping Hongbao" would come into contact with these mundane techniques.

However, he is not lacking in patience.

I will always practice any technique I know.

Having such a master chef to demonstrate step by step greatly accelerated Zhou Yi's progress in learning the moves.

In a flash, more than a month has passed.

In the tenth year of Daye, near autumn, Zhou Yi stood on the roof of Wuzhuang Temple, looking at the temporarily peaceful rear area, and his heart was filled with temptation.

He had made plans. Seven days later, he would step on the first fallen leaf at the beginning of autumn and take the southeast route.

…

Five days before the beginning of autumn.

On the west bank of the lower reaches of the Yushui River, a salt warehouse forty miles north of Xinye was burning with a raging fire!

The ground was littered with corpses, scattered weapons, and blood splattered everywhere.

A salt warehouse of the Shuilong Gang was almost uprooted.

Corpses continued to float downstream in the Yu River.

"Uncle, is this news accurate?"

By the Yu River, Yuwen Qinghui, covered in blood, was wiping the blood off his sword.

The tall man next to him was none other than Yuwen Wudi, the second son of Yuwen Shang, the head of the Yuwen clan.

One of the four great masters of the second generation of the Yuwen family.

"Yes, very well done."

Yuwen Wudi added, "It's really strange that Ji Yinong of the Yangxing Society has suddenly become a coward. However, there are some things that don't matter if we don't use these useless people."

"Let's teach them a lesson this time."

"One of the three leaders of the Water Dragon Gang is dead. They should behave themselves in the city."

He smiled grimly with a hint of pride.

Yuwen Qinghui asked again: "Is Huai'an going to operate?"

"certainly."

"The Song clan is powerful in Lingnan, but what do they mean here?"

As the Yuwen clan members talked, they headed eastwards towards the Yu River.

After everyone left, several figures drifted to the lower reaches of the Yu River, and some corpses in the water were about to flow into Xinye.

A figure flew over the Yu River, picked up a person in white and put her on the shore.

Judging from her face, she is a woman under 30 years old.

She has a handsome appearance, slightly thin cheeks, and a hint of softness.

But at this moment, his face was pale, blood was hanging from his lips, and it was unknown whether he was alive or dead.

"Let's go."

"You better be careful."

"Um."

Several short and cold voices were swallowed by the water.

It was the third day after Yuwen Wudi destroyed the Shuilong Gang at the salt warehouse.

On Wolong Mountain, in the evening, Zhou Yi had packed his bags and was talking with Xia Shu and Yan Qiu.

A burst of hurried footsteps echoed through the mountain path. Zhou Yi heard it from afar and walked out of the temple without notifying anyone.

Most of the people who came were strangers, but as soon as they saw the markings on their bodies, they could be recognized as being from the Water Dragon Gang.

At this moment, a door panel was being lifted, and the person above it had an extremely unstable aura.

"Guanzhu!"

When several gang members saw Zhou Yi, they seemed to have found their backbone.

"What's going on?" Zhou Yi frowned slightly.

One of the gang members said:

"The warehouse north of Xinye was attacked, and almost all the people in Dukou were killed. We found the leader downstream. She was unconscious and breathing weakly."

"We have no other options but to bring it here for the abbot to try."

"It would be difficult for Commander Ao to survive using ordinary methods."

"Please, Master, try to call her back from the netherworld."

The Water Dragon Gang was not desperate, after all, it was no secret that the Master of Wuzhuang Temple traveled between the Yin and Yang worlds.

Zhou Yi glanced at the person on the door panel.

He had some impression.

The Water Dragon Gang has three leaders, and this one is ranked third, called Bailong.

The name is.

By the way, her name is Ao Zi.

Zhou Yi looked at her and saw that it was indeed Commander Bailong, so he quickly waved.

"Carry her into the temple."

“Yes, yes, yes!”

The members of the Shuilong Gang answered hurriedly, they were really panicked.

Ao Zi was carried into the backyard, and the secret of true qi was involved, so Zhou Yi dismissed outsiders.

I reached out and felt her pulse, which was intermittent and absent. She could die at any time.

However, it is unclear what her problem lies.

I touched the palms and backs of my hands, and they were icy cold.

He raised his hand and lightly touched her Dan Zhong acupoint, and a stream of true energy flowed into her.

There is no evil spirit.

Just as this stream of true energy entered the woman's Dan Zhong acupoint in an extremely gentle manner, her body seemed to tremble slightly.

Zhou Yi grabbed the back of her neck and asked her to sit up.

At this time, press on her Mingmen acupoint from the back, then press Yaoyangguan, turn to Zhongshu, and finally Zhiyang.

The true energy flows through her Ren and Du meridians.

I see

Zhou Yi understood the situation and roughly guessed who did it.

The Bingxuanjin was done by the Yuwen clan.

The icy force of Bing Xuan Jin was retained in her body, causing blockage of her Qi meridians. In addition, she suffered internal injuries, so her meridians were often hidden and her breath was sometimes there and sometimes not.

If we delay for another day, we will surely die.

However, this was not a difficult task for him.

He then activated his Xuanmen skills to dissolve the coldness in his meridians one by one.

Zhou Yi stood at the door and pushed his Qi with his palm.

But he couldn't see it.

As his true energy slowly flowed in, Ao Zi, the White Dragon Commander facing the room, actually opened his eyes despite being seriously injured.

At this time, the eyes are blurred, occasionally flashing with elf-like colors

She closed her eyes again and felt it carefully.

Inadvertently, her mouth opened slightly and she almost hummed.

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(End of this chapter)