Chapter 174 Moving Out
The vast river stretched across the sky, and on the other side stood a series of stone walls as strong as iron. Looking up, I saw lush trees that blocked out the sun. Outside, it was sunny, but here it was dark. Gusts of river wind blew, bringing a chill. The sand on the shore was washed flat, and the river surged forward turbulently, and sand continued to sink to the water's edge.
Wang Yao came out of the cabin and saw the people waiting. He walked straight to Zhang Yun and said, "Elder, I'm sorry to have you doing this kind of escape in your old age. But don't worry, the world is so big, I will definitely help you find a suitable place."
Zhang Yun, on the other hand, wasn't feeling as uncomfortable or anything as Wang Yao had imagined. The old lady seemed to be taking things easy and comforted Wang Yao, "I'm over eighty years old now. There's not much point in living this long. Besides, I've done everything I should do in my life. It's already great that our Kuanglang Gang has produced someone like you, a Bian Jiu. What gang wouldn't be proud to have produced a Grandmaster on the Heavenly Ranking? Don't worry, our entire gang is proud of you and will support your decision!"
"Yes, Master, we will all support you. You'll just have to hide for a few years. What are you afraid of?"
"Xiaojiu is fine. I will take good care of Elder Zhang when we get to the new place. Don't worry about it."
...Everyone spoke up to comfort Wang Yao, expressing their solidarity, which made Wang Yao silent. In fact, he was really touched.
"In this world of martial arts, there is no gang that is always strong and prosperous. There are always ups and downs, peaks and troughs. Our Kuanglang Gang has survived this wave, which means we have a solid foundation. When we encounter a low point in the future, we don't have to worry about the gang being destroyed. After all, we have experienced so many ups and downs. Don't underestimate the court. In fact, just like our gangs, there will always be a time for dynasties to change. We can always wait until the Dawu Dynasty collapses. On that day, our Kuanglang Gang will be able to return to the world of martial arts!" Zhang Yun looked at Wang Yao with a pair of vicissitudes of life eyes, and grabbed Wang Yao with a pair of big hands covered with calluses from practicing martial arts.
They believed that Wang Yao could lead them out of their current predicament. Their trust was as deep as the sea. How could Wang Yao be expected to take responsibility?
As for those large forces that announced the closure of their mountains or finally surrendered, the imperial court might be magnanimous and not care about them because of their past friendship and the fact that they had lost the power to resist and voluntarily knelt down.
But the Kuanglang Gang is different. As long as they themselves are alive and Bian Jiu, the grandmaster, is alive, how can the emperor, who sits on the supreme throne, feel at ease? Even if the old guy is not in the palace for a day, he will panic. After all, he has a grandmaster enemy. What's the difference between killing the emperor and killing a chicken?
As Zhang Yun spoke, she pulled Wang Yao to the stern of the boat. There was no one else here, so they could talk in confidence. "Bian Jiu, you're a Grandmaster now. Normally, I shouldn't be teaching you this, but your rise has been so rapid, and it's inevitable that I've overlooked some things. I'll take advantage of my seniority and say a few more words. After all, you're the only one with absolute control over the Kuanglang Gang right now."
"Elder, please stop saying that. An elder in the family is like a treasure. I remember everything you said." Wang Yao supported Zhang Yun and said seriously. He has always been patient with people who are good to him.
"People's hearts are fickle. You don't have to worry about me, and you don't have to worry about Bingdie. Ke Yan is a good kid, with a fair character, but what about the others? Those old brothers are now enjoying all the glory and wealth, and I don't know what they think now. As for the other disciples who joined later, I really dare not peek into their hearts..." Zhang Yun lowered her voice and said hoarsely. She looked the same as usual, but in her heart she was still worried about the future of the Kuanglang Gang, which was why she thought so much.
Zhang Yun's concerns were not without reason. Although Jianghu people valued loyalty over their own lives, the imperial court was a behemoth. Not to mention the various tactics that would follow, just thinking about it could cause tremendous psychological pressure.
Even if the old members of the Kuanglang Gang who had followed them through thick and thin in the past, and the brothers who now hold high positions such as deacons, betray the Kuanglang Gang, it is not impossible.
After all, you are a rebel. It would be fine if it was when the imperial court was declining, but how can you guarantee the unity of the people now? The power of destroying demons and the momentum of destroying countries are too great a pressure.
It's okay to hide in seclusion for a short period of time, but they are afraid that if the imperial court really makes a revival, they will have to hide in the mountains and forests for the rest of their lives. How many people have such a firm belief?
"When it's time to take action, take action. Now is not the time to be soft-hearted. Whether the Kuanglang Gang can be passed on depends on you." Zhang Yun stared into Wang Yao's eyes and said firmly.
"I understand. Human hearts are the most difficult to guess. But don't worry, I won't give you any chance to betray me, because there is absolutely no need!" Wang Yao sighed. He made this group of people follow him around in hiding for decades, and they also had to be loyal to the Kuanglang Gang. If you put yourself in their shoes, he probably wouldn't be able to do it.
Wang Yao himself felt that his previous plan was entirely feasible: to submit to the imperial court and serve as its vanguard. As for the deaths of all the intelligence officers from the Wubu Division, and the fact that Grandmaster Bian Jiu was willing to serve as a thug and would likely die, those lives were nothing. The imperial court would simply see this as a profitable business.
Besides, the imperial court has not harmed anyone related to Wang Yao. Except for Yan Wu, who has died and come back to life, she is not really dead, so there is no loss of interest to Wang Yao.
But Wang Yao was just uncomfortable, unhappy, and uncomfortable. He forced my family to flee. How could I help you revive the Wu Dynasty? Then what would I be, Wang Yao? Would Bian Jiu become a laughing stock?
"No need? There is no need at all? Bian Jiu, what do you mean? What do you want to do? Don't force it. The court now has two grand masters." Zhang Yun was afraid that Bian Jiu would not be able to get over it and would go for a head-on fight. Judging from the current strength on paper, Bian Jiu was no match at all.
"Haha, Elder, you are worrying too much. I am not the only one in the court who wants to take action..." Wang Yao whispered, looking at the river in the distance with a vague gaze.
The river flows through the mountains and out of the valleys, rushing forward with great momentum, roaring and roaring, rushing thousands of miles like a tiger coming down the mountain or a galloping wild horse. The rocks on the river bank are washed smooth and clean, and white waves rush into the air one after another, and fall back more than ten feet high, forming an incomparably spectacular picture with the surrounding hills, valleys, rocks and trees.
Wang Yao and Elder Zhang Yun explained clearly that the location had been arranged, which was in southern Xinjiang. With Wang Yao's fungal and toxic aura there, no miasma could clear the bodies of the people in the Kuanglang Gang.
Then Wang Yao told others that he would leave first and settle in southern Xinjiang, and asked them to come later. In fact, Wang Yao changed direction halfway and went to the capital.
Wang Yao stepped on the surface of the river with his feet. The river water rolled in, rolling up huge white waves, rising and falling like white horses galloping, washing the rocks on the shore clean. The river breeze blew, rolling up a misty water vapor from the huge waves. On the steep peaks on both sides, the trees had lost their leaves, and thousands of leaves fell down.
In the end, Wang Yao chose to go to the capital to fight as a wind whisperer!
This was certainly not done for the sake of the Kuanglang Gang. Everything he did to the Kuanglang Gang before was just to make himself feel better and to be true to his conscience. He had never been controlled by others in his life and had always acted according to his heart.
As expected, a tight net had been laid in the capital, and as soon as Wang Yao set foot in Zhongzhou, he started fighting with a grandmaster.
The opponent was no match for him at all and was beaten back repeatedly. Then Wang Yao used his finger sword energy to hit Ge Zhong so hard that he vomited blood.
This court actually has a hidden grandmaster. This grandmaster who calls himself Ge Zhong is a grandmaster Wang Yao has never seen or heard of, but he is very famous within the Wu Dynasty army.
He was supported by many generals and soldiers and was the Grand Marshal of the Wu Dynasty, known as General Ge. However, no one expected that he was so powerful and was actually a grandmaster.
That’s right. The Wu Dynasty has so many troops. Not only do they have to suppress the unrest in the four directions, but they also have to stabilize the increasingly declining Central Plains. How can such a large army succeed without sufficient strength?
So even though Ge Zhong was spitting blood, he wasn't seriously injured. His voice was still full of energy, and he continued to say to Wang Yao, "Are you using sword energy? In the current martial arts world, only Jianmen can use sword energy. Humph! I didn't expect Jianmen to have so many traitors and rebels that they actually let you learn the secret method of passing on the family tradition."
As the grandmaster of the imperial court, he had long been familiar with the characteristics of all martial arts in the world. Moreover, the army was researching killing skills, which required the combination of many martial arts in the world.
After only exchanging a few moves with Ge Zhong, Wang Yao felt quite disdainful of him because he was so weak. He said to Ge Zhong, "How dare you, such a weakling, come and stop me alone? Don't you know that a fight between Grandmasters ends in death or injury?"
After mastering the three martial arts supernatural powers of soul poison, resurrection through borrowing a body, and sword heart enlightenment, he believed that his combat power had been greatly improved. Coupled with Wang Yao's experience in cultivating immortals and fighting, he should have no rivals in this martial arts world.
Of course, confidence is one thing, but the real truth can only be known through experience. At this time, he was ready to use the court as a whetstone to test the quality of his supernatural powers.
In the fight with the imperial marshal, Wang Yao completely dominated, which showed that his martial arts skills were useful.
None of his three magical powers are direct combat power, but they play a huge auxiliary role. This soul poison has been secretly planted deep in Ge Zhong's soul, and it will erupt at the right time.
In addition, his sword heart was clear, his mental strength increased dramatically, his affinity with the world became stronger, and he was able to increasingly control the power of the world. He had completely taken control of the battle.
No, it can even be said that he has already gained the upper hand, and if the opponent wavers a little, he can take Ge Zhong's life in an instant.
Could things be so simple that Wang Yao could easily win? Of course not. The court must have prepared a backup plan. However, in a battle between Grandmasters, even Grandmasters are ants. Therefore, the only one who can intervene is another Grandmaster!
"call out!"
A series of powerful and powerful energies, like a startled wild goose, broke through the air and finally turned into a big net to cover Wang Yao.
This is Yuan Hongwei's Prison of True Essence. As early as when Yuan Hongwei was on the Heavenly Ranking, gossipers in the world dug out all the deeds of this great master. The level of gossip was so great that even Wang Yao couldn't help but tremble in his heart.
Facing the prison formed by this huge net, Wang Yao does not need any weapons. His body is the best weapon. His hands turn into sword fingers and swing out the mighty sword intent!
"Break it for me! All the swords return to their origin!" The Qi left the meridians and wrists, and became too strong. The world was reversed, and the soft turned into hard. Wang Yao entered the state of clear sword heart and used the ultimate move in the sword scripture.
The sky was covered with sword energy. Ge Zhong, who had dodged to the side, couldn't help but feel nervous. It was too strong. He was totally unable to fight against it alone. Fortunately, they were fully prepared.
"The waterfall drops three thousand feet straight down, as if the Milky Way is falling from the sky!" Wang Yao slowly stopped his skills, and Yuan Hongwei's sudden sneak attack was countered by him head-on.
Yuan Hongwei no longer hid himself, but joined Ge Zhong in a battle, two against one! Refining the sword into silk!
The magnificent true essence was gradually gathered by Yuan Hongwei and condensed into his true essence shell. Although it was called true essence, it was actually just mutated internal energy. Of course, his internal energy was much stronger than that of ordinary people.
"I say, you two are grand masters after all, why are you serving a mortal court? You are not loyal at all, but very loyal. What did the little emperor use to bewitch you?" Wang Yao was very confused. These are grand masters, how could they serve a force.
Yes, although the Wu Dynasty was an empire, in Wang Yao's view, it was just a larger force, and above the super force was the empire.
Moreover, although the Wu Dynasty had ruled the Central Plains for a thousand years, the wills of the great masters were indestructible and nothing could bewitch them. Only if they served sincerely would they take such actions. This was exactly what Wang Yao was puzzled about.
The Grand Master went a step further, saying that he was bribed by the court and that he believed that he was working for the court, but risking his life and not fearing sacrifice was a bit too much.
"How could you imagine the magnificent majesty and former prosperity of the Wu Dynasty? All this is worth it for the revival of the Wu Dynasty!" Ge Zhong and Yuan Hongwei were solemn at the same time. They both knew how glorious the former Wu Dynasty was.
The southeast is a picturesque place, home to the Jiangwu metropolis, and Qiantang has been prosperous since ancient times. Smoke-covered willows shroud painted bridges, draperies of green, and a hundred thousand houses dotted about. Clouds and trees swirl around the embankment, while raging waves roll in frost and snow, a boundless natural barrier.
The market is lined with pearls, and every household is overflowing with silk and satin, competing in extravagance. The double lakes are serene and beautiful, with autumn osmanthus and ten miles of lotus blossoms. Qiang flutes play in the clear skies, lotus songs drift across the night, and fishermen and lotus-bearing girls playfully.
Thousands of horsemen surrounded the high-ranking officials, and while drunk, they listened to the flute and drum music and admired the mist and clouds. One day, I will draw a picture of the beautiful scenery and return to Fengchi to boast about it.
These are the scenes from the heyday of the Wu Dynasty, and they are what they yearn for. Even if they are masters, they will not hesitate to sacrifice their lives to recreate this scene!
Wang Yao's expression turned solemn. He felt the determination of these two great masters to kill him, even at the cost of their own lives.
They serve different people and have different ideals. Wang Yao wants to take revenge, change the court, and express his thoughts. They want to revive the Wu Dynasty.
No one can say which final outcome will be good for the people of the world, but now nothing else can stop them. They can only fight and decide the outcome based on strength.
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