Chapter 110 The Coldest Man in the Sui Dynasty
Outside Nanyang City, Wolong Mountain stretches across like a screen.
It was the dead of winter, with a strong north wind. Suddenly, sleet and snow began to fall, first like a blanket of broken salt, then gradually like goose feathers covering the fields.
Inside Wuzhuang Temple, Zhou Yi was listening to the sound of snow while simmering a fire to make tea.
At 3:00 p.m., a creaking sound was heard outside the temple, apparently someone was walking on the snow.
"Guanzhu."
The Taoist temple attendant reported: "The White Dragon Commander of the Water Dragon Gang wants to see you."
Zhou Yi frowned slightly and put the scripture in his hand aside.
The recent developments in Nanyang flashed through my mind quickly, but I didn't understand why this person came.
A test?
"Please ask her to come in."
"yes."
The disciple in charge of guarding the gate retreated immediately. Not long after, a woman in white came strolling over carrying a few small gift boxes.
As if set against the backdrop of the white snow, her face appeared even whiter than when I first saw her.
Especially those eyes. Zhou Yi glanced at them and didn't look at them again.
But all that came to his mind were the scenes on Song Shidao's boat, and the words of the Water Dragon Gang leader were still ringing in his ears.
"Miss Ao, please sit down."
Zhou Yi made room for him by the stove, and Ao Zi thanked him and sat down.
Then, her eyes turned straight over.
With a grateful tone, he whispered:
"I was rescued by the abbot that day, but I never had the chance to thank him in person. This time I finally got to see him."
Zhou Yi handed her a cup of tea:
"Don't be polite. I explained the cause and effect clearly that day, and you sent a generous gift. Since the temple has already accepted it, there's no need to express your gratitude. I wouldn't be so bold as to listen to it."
Ao Zi no longer dwelled on this topic.
"I came here today for another reason."
"Oh? Miss Ao, tell me about it."
Zhou Yi remained calm, but was very alert in his heart.
She held her belly with her hands and stared at Zhou Yi:
"I've had a long-standing aches and pains in my meridians from practicing qigong. Whenever it rains, snows, or is cold, the energy in my dantian shifts, causing stabbing pains throughout my meridians. This has been with me for a long time, and there's no cure.
But after the last time the abbot of the temple performed a ritual, the disease has not recurred for nearly three months.
I thought it would be a miracle and I would be free from pain, but I didn’t expect that.”
She acted pitifully, with sadness in her eyes, as if she had had her beautiful wishes shattered. Her voice trembled a little, but her emotions didn't seem fake at all; they were all genuine.
It is impossible for others to learn this kind of pitiful tone.
Especially when coupled with those lively eyes, it makes people feel pity and want to hold her in their arms for comfort.
Unfortunately, this Taoist priest is actually very hard-hearted.
Seeing that he was unmoved, Ao Zi continued:
"These past few days, frost and snow have fallen continuously, making the Central Plains whiter. I thought that after my old illness was healed, I would go to see the beautiful scenery of thousands of peaks losing their green and being covered with white gauze. But unexpectedly..."
"The root of the disease is still there and it's breaking out again."
Zhou Yi imitated the way old man Wu Dexiu treated patients, put his hand on his chin, thought for a moment and said:
"I've heard Doctor Wu talk about your condition before."
Ao Zi looked at him intently: "Did you tell me how to treat it?"
Zhou Yi raised the teapot and added some boiling tea to her.
"Dr. Wu said you should drink more hot water."
Ao Zi was stunned when he heard this. He looked up and saw that the young man in front of him had empty eyes and only a trace of pity on his face.
This really made her experience the biggest setback since she first entered the world of martial arts.
She just pretended not to hear these cruel words.
Shake your head slightly:
"The master's true energy is very mysterious. I would like to ask the master to use his energy to warm my meridians."
As she spoke, she opened all the gift boxes she had brought with her, and they were all filled with valuable old mountain ginseng.
"These few hundred-year-old ginsengs are just a token of my gratitude."
Zhou Yi was silent at first, then kindly reminded:
"When the Qi enters the meridians, it is easy for someone to unknowingly discover the secrets of your technique."
Before he could finish his words, Ao Zi interrupted him:
"It's no problem. The martial arts I practice aren't that advanced. As long as the temple master agrees, I can investigate."
Ao Zi didn't seem worried at all.
Zhou Yi narrowed his eyes slightly.
Two deep gazes collided with each other, accompanied by a silent confrontation.
As if realizing something, Ao Zi's expression changed slightly.
The next moment, she suddenly became bolder than before, with a hint of a smile on her lips.
The tone of her voice had a hint of charm.
"Master, can you help me?"
Zhou Yi laughed dryly, not disturbed at all.
"OK."
Ao Zi stood up, took a straw mat, and sat cross-legged.
She closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, as if she was at someone's mercy.
Zhou Yi was basically sure of her identity and knew how dangerous this witch was.
but,
There was something really attractive about her.
That is her strange martial arts.
In order to avoid exposing himself too much, he still followed the method he used last time to heal his wounds. He walked behind her, circulated the Xuanzhen Qi, and placed his palm on her back.
Ao Zi felt this true energy, and the familiar feeling came over her again. She couldn't help but open her mouth slightly and exhale hot air.
Zhou Yi was even more rude and directly sent his true energy along the Ren and Du meridians into her foot Shaoyin kidney meridian.
The last time he treated her injuries, he acted like a gentleman and didn't pry into her secrets.
This time, she came to me on her own initiative.
If an ordinary person's true qi entered her twelve meridians, no secrets would be discovered.
The Heavenly Demonic Art is second only to the highest secret. Once practiced to the eighteenth level of reincarnation, it is almost at the level of a demon fairy.
Moreover, this is a supreme mental method that contains the mystery of space.
Zhou Yi's true energy passed through her foot Shaoyin Kidney Meridian and visited all the ordinary acupuncture points along the way. There was nothing special about it.
but
He keenly noticed that the faint wind gaps on some ordinary holes contained something strange.
The mystery of space is condensed in ordinary acupoints, and the spatial force field is used to pull the qi in the acupoints and transform them into hidden acupoints.
Therefore, it cannot be investigated.
This ability to manipulate space is truly bizarre and strange, and Zhou Yi was also shocked.
I just feel that my knowledge of martial arts is still shallow.
Faced with a completely unfamiliar secret method, he didn't dare to try too much and just wandered around in her foot Shaoyin Kidney Meridian.
After about two cups of tea, he immediately withdrew his palm power.
Ao Zi breathed a sigh of relief and opened his eyes reluctantly.
"Is this the end?"
"Your old illness is gone for now."
Zhou Yi still needs time to digest it. If he continues to practice, he will be the one who suffers.
After all, without any method, it is somewhat difficult to rely solely on the study of acupoints.
Zhou Yi retracted his palm, and Ao Zi still had her back to him.
However, her voice gradually changed, becoming younger and younger, and finally becoming a charming but not gaudy girlish voice:
"You already know his identity, right?"
Zhou Yi originally planned to pretend to be confused, but the other party did not want to keep this tacit understanding.
Listen,
He sat down and replaced the cold tea in his cup with hot water.
His eyes were only on the tea: "I just guessed it by chance."
"How did you guess that?"
"Actually, I know Ao Zi. Your personality is a little different from hers. I thought you liked this kind of role-playing and didn't intend to expose you. Now you want to say it yourself."
"I like it?" Her body shook slightly, as if she was smiling.
"Why do you randomly arrange other people's preferences?"
She continued:
"I'm just worried that if I reveal my true face to you, you'll think about me day and night, which would hurt someone, and that's not good.
Master said that there is no true love in practicing our martial arts. People only do this for your own good and to prevent you from falling for them."
Zhou Yi didn't believe her nonsense: "You are really worrying too much. In fact, I am the most cold-hearted person in the Sui Dynasty."
"No matter how stunningly beautiful you are, in my eyes you are nothing but a skeleton. What's so special about falling for a mere flesh and blood?"
"oh??"
She chuckled and stretched out her slender hand with her back to Zhou Yi.
At this time,
The wind and snow outside the Taoist temple were pulled by a strange spatial force, and those goose-feather-like snowflakes turned into flying and agile butterflies, all flying into her hands.
The snow melted into water in her hands, and when she brushed it across her face, it turned into a cloud of mist.
Then he turned around and 'Ao Zi' disappeared.
In her place was a peerless beauty.
Her skin was as white as snow, beautiful to the point of being eerie. Her eyes adorned her face, revealing all her agility without reservation. With the snow all over the sky behind her, she looked like an elf in this silver world.
A little water stain wet her hair, and it lay in soft circles against her cheek.
Amidst the absolute beauty, there is also a touch of tenderness.
Anyone who suddenly looks back and sees such a person will feel that the world is eclipsed, and only she stays forever.
"My name is Wan Wan."
She cast her infinitely charming eyes on Zhou Yi's face, and gently opened her thin lips to utter a moving voice:
"The most indifferent man in the Sui Dynasty, are you still looking blank?"
Zhou Yi awakened the sleeping Master Sanchi, and urged his immortal Zen mind to move again and again.
Thanks to the efforts of Master Sanchi, the dignity of the Heavenly Master was finally preserved.
After calming down the astonishment of the entire moving world that was overwhelming him, Zhou Yi regained his composure.
Kanan smiled: "It seems you are not that indifferent."
Zhou Yi didn't answer and poured the cold tea in front of her into his palm.
He just squeezed his palm once, and when he turned over, a piece of ice crystal similar to a snowflake appeared. He squeezed his palm three times in a row, and three types of snow crystals appeared: hexagonal, needle-shaped, and hollow.
"Every snowflake is different, and I admire their individual forms, just as I admire you now."
“It was just a moment of appreciation.”
The little witch smiled and picked up three snowflakes and threw them all into the fire: "Don't lie."
Zhou Yi listened to the crackling sound and leaned back.
"Miss Qian, what is your purpose in coming here?"
"My relationship with your sect is not that good."
"The sect's affairs are decided by our master. In our master's absence, the elders naturally have the final say," said Qianqian.
"If you want to ask about what happened on the Baihe River, I don't really care. But if Elder Wen really captures you, maybe I will find a way to rescue you in Xiangyang."
Zhou Yi didn't believe it, but still asked:
"So that I can 'treat your old ailment'?"
"I'm stuck in a bottleneck in my cultivation technique. It's a stubborn problem in my heart, so I'm not lying to you."
Zhou Yi stopped there and turned to the question he was concerned about:
"What are you planning to do? Are you going to fight me to the death?"
Kanan nodded, then shook her head.
"The elders are divided on different opinions, but who told you to be so powerful? You injured both of the two demons, and they hold a grudge."
Zhou Yi smiled coldly: "It was a rush, otherwise I would not have planned to let them live."
He cast a cold glance at the little witch:
"Anyone who dares to plot against me, I will definitely seek revenge."
Kanan was not afraid of him at all. Instead, she moved her face closer, stared into his eyes, and said in a plaintive tone:
"I didn't fight you, and I even offered my body to you for research. I have no secrets in front of you. Please don't be so mean to me."
Haha, it’s obvious that he is using my true energy to practice martial arts.
How could Zhou Yi not understand her thoughts? If it weren't for this relationship, there would probably be no chance for them to talk at the same table.
However, this seductress is indeed provocative.
Her every frown and smile carried the unique temperament of a demon, coupled with her stunning appearance. If he had not been resolute and very good at dealing with magic and illusion, he would probably have been distracted by this little witch.
"Miss Qian, don't beat around the bush. Just state your purpose."
She looked at Zhou Yi's still clear eyes, and somewhat believed the description of "the most indifferent in the Sui Dynasty".
Kanan walked around the stove and moved closer to him.
Her elf-like eyes kept staring at him. She paused for a few breaths before suddenly asking slowly:
"Are you interested in making a deal, Brother Yi?"
A warm fragrance seems to be about to hit your face.
But at this moment, Zhou Yi was more indifferent and was not affected by the charming atmosphere.
"What deal?"
His temperament changed, causing Kankan to move back.
When he looked at Zhou Yi again, his eyes were slightly different.
"I want you to help me practice."
"Why?"
Kankan said, "My Heavenly Demonic Law begins at Taiyin and ends at Jueyin, primarily cultivating the twelve meridians. I'm sure you know this."
"If I'm right, your Taiping Hongbao is also like this. Otherwise, you wouldn't have directly injected your Qi into my Foot Shaoyin Kidney Meridian."
"Is that right?"
Zhou Yi was silent and motioned for her to continue.
"I suppose we are both practicing the same sutra, so your profound Taoist skills will be beneficial to me. This is why I came to find you."
"Rumor has it that Taiping Hongbao is the fifth strange book, but it is not as high as the highest secret in Tianmo Ce. Its status is similar to the skills I have cultivated."
"I benefit from your profound skills, and I also allow you to comprehend some of the mysteries of the Heavenly Demon from me."
After saying this, Kanan glanced at Zhou Yi.
She felt that she was not qualified enough.
Because it is easy to spy on other people's flaws through their acupoints, but tracing back the source and deducing the skills is as difficult as climbing to the sky for her martial arts of the Heavenly Demon Strategy.
Thinking of this, she added:
"Besides training with each other, they can also help you out of danger."
"What's the solution?"
Kanan said:
"Because of your title of Taiping Heavenly Master, the elders are still willing to recruit you. If you are facing death, you can simply surrender and join our sect. I have a way to rescue you and prevent you from being tortured by Elder Wen."
Zhou Yi stared at her and would not believe her empty words.
Some even suspected that this was directed and performed by the Yingui Sect themselves.
One pretends to be a good guy, the other pretends to be a bad guy. This kind of method is very common in the Demon Sect.
"Does the Queen of Yin have the same attitude as you?"
"You are asking people about Master's whereabouts, right?"
She smiled slyly:
"I can tell you that Master is not here. She chased an evil master to the Three Gorges, ran into an old friend, and went after him."
"If Master were here, I can't guess what her attitude towards you would be."
Zhou Yi thought for a moment and then asked directly, "How many people did you send?"
Kanan did not hide it:
"There are already three spirits, three elders, and a senior master, Uncle Bian. He will return from Yanmen in a while and make the final decision. At that time, the four elders of our sect will gather together."
"Unless you stay hidden in Nanyang City and are always under the protection of the army, otherwise..."
"There won't even be a chance to escape."
Zhou Yi's heart sank: "Why didn't Miss Qian take me into account?"
"Of course I didn't want to embarrass you. On the day you fought on the Baihe River, I was already waiting for you in Xiangyang.
If I had agreed to Elder Wen's arrangement and joined them in the attack that day, no matter how powerful your Qinggong was, you wouldn't have been able to escape."
"This time I will stay in Xiangyang and use the excuse of practicing martial arts as an excuse."
"As long as you help me wholeheartedly, I can be your retreat."
Kankan stared at Zhou Yi, and saw in him the hope of defeating the Holy Maiden Cihang.
"There's one more question."
"you say."
Zhou Yi looked towards Champion City:
"Although I have good relations with the major forces in Nanyang, I have also been contacting my friends in the Dao Sect to guard against the Xieji Sect. I heard that your sect is not on good terms with the Xieji Sect. With the way you are acting here, aren't you worried that they will come looking for you?"
"You really do understand the affairs of my two sects and the Six Paths."
Kanan revealed a hint of seriousness:
"To be honest, our sect has been keeping an eye on their movements. When the elders take action against you, they will definitely take these people into account."
Zhou Yi sighed softly: "You said this to me, aren't you afraid that I will run away immediately?"
Kankan seemed to see through him: "I have been pursuing Taiping Hongbao and know you very well."
"You are a sentimental and righteous person, and you can't let go of the worldly concerns."
"So, cooperating with me will only give you another Saint Sect identity, and the situation in Nanyang will not change."
She was already confident of victory and smiled charmingly:
"If I take control of the Holy Sect in the future, and you assist me wholeheartedly, I will naturally not treat you unfairly."
Zhou Yi seemed to accept his fate:
"Okay, I promise you. I hope you can protect me when I get to the Yin Gui Sect. I have no interest in Elder Wen, or any of those enchantresses or demons over there."
Kankan placed the old mountain ginseng in front of Zhou Yi with satisfaction.
It basically means that you should take good care of yourself.
Then, his figure floated into the wind and snow like a ghost.
The figure in white stepped onto the roof of the Taoist temple. At some point, the embroidered cloth shoes on her feet disappeared.
With the demonic energy attached to her, the crystal-clear jade feet left no footprints even when they stepped on the pure white snow.
She was like a little fairy who came to absorb people's yang energy. She turned around and gave Zhou Yi a charming look. The moment she turned around, a snowflake blew in from outside the house and hit Zhou Yi's cheek.
The sound of snow is clear and pleasant to the ear.
"Master Zhou, I'll be waiting for you in Xiangyang."
The moment she disappeared, she seemed to wink seductively.
The snow elves blended into the pure white world again.
Zhou Yi had to admit that the little witch was indeed quite attractive.
But he had no intention of thinking about those soul-stirring things now.
My mind was in turmoil, trying to think of some countermeasures.
Seeing a pair of embroidered cloth shoes on the ground, Zhou Yi reached out to pick them up and put them in the wooden cabinet of His Highness Huang Lao.
At this time, light two incense sticks and insert them into the incense burner.
He blew on the incense to make it burn more vigorously.
He looked at the statue of Huang Laoer and couldn't help but sigh.
"You two elders have seen this, right? Some are trying to gather energy, and some are trying to gather qi. This disciple is really going to turn into a golden cicada."
He bowed to Mr. Huang.
Zhou Yi sought some spiritual comfort, then returned to his room and locked himself in.
If you want to confront the Yingui Sect head-on, you must mobilize the forces of Nanyang.
The opponents are all masters and their movements are very flexible.
It is not a good idea to keep wasting time.
Moreover, when the Queen of Yin arrives, there will still be no solution.
Thinking for a long time.
There was a "bang" sound in the room, and Zhou Yi slapped the bed.
He was rarely so irritable, and felt a sense of suffocation in his heart.
I feel like my skills are improving very quickly, but it’s just “fast” because the time is too short.
From nothing to something, it has only been two years.
Still too slow.
Go to Yuema Bridge in Chang'an to open the mechanism and find the evil emperor's relics?
Find the mechanism, crack it, and enter the core of Yang Gong's treasure house without considering how to absorb the essence.
Excluding all these factors, the Evil Emperor's relics can be sensed once they appear.
Zhou Yi couldn't help but shake his head. There were too many unknown factors and it was unreliable.
If it weren't for the current crisis, with his current state of mind, he would never think about these external things.
It seems that my heart is really confused.
How is it possible to be a dog for the Yingui Sect?
Elder Wen, Bian Bufu and these people really deserve to die.
Zhou Yi paced in the room, thinking constantly.
By the evening, the wind and snow became even stronger.
He opened the door, and the room was immediately filled with west wind.
Three days later, Zhou Yi sent someone down the mountain to deliver some information to Chen Laomou and Yang Dalongtou.
Another five days passed.
Zhou Yi, who was meditating in the temple, opened his eyes, and the ninth meridian, the Foot-Taiyang Bladder Meridian, was completely opened.
Next is the tenth meridian, the Hand-Taiyang Small Intestine Meridian.
It also means that I can practice the Lihuo Sword Technique.
This was the day before the New Year. With such progress, Zhou Yi should have been happy about the New Year.
However, he has many worries. If there is no way to break the impasse, he will have to move everyone in the temple into the city after the New Year.
Dalongtou had arranged a residence in advance, which was close to the Nanyang Gang.
But after coming here from Yongqiu, I really don’t want to move anymore.
On this day, the snow on Wolong Mountain had not melted yet.
The mountain path was cleared, and the snow on the side of the path was very thick. The snow on the ancient cypress trees fell from time to time, and the branches shook, making a rustling sound.
What Zhou Yi didn't expect was that
Some people unexpectedly waded through the slippery mountain road and arrived at Wuzhuang Temple as the sun was setting.
He stood at the gate and took a closer look, and saw that it was Chen Laomou.
In addition, Chen Laomou also brought an anxious-looking old man who looked to be in his sixties.
The two greeted each other and wished each other a happy new year.
The old man also clasped his fists and called out "Master".
Chen Laomou said briefly, "Master, you take a look at this first, and then I'll introduce it."
He took out a letter.
There is no signature on the envelope, so I don't know who sent it.
"This is."
Chen Laomou said: "It was sent from the Dugu family."
He glanced at the old man. Chen Laomou mentioned that the Dugu family did not avoid him, which meant that the other party was also related to the Dugu family.
Zhou Yi opened the letter and saw the first four words: "Little Master Zhou."
In an instant, he took a few steps away from Chen Laomou.
The letter also said:
"I'm almost convincing Grandma that I can give you a surprise next year."
When I saw this sentence, the gentle and lovely smile of the little phoenix flashed through my mind.
Although Zhou Yi did not have much expectation for the Dugu family's martial arts at this moment.
But it did not prevent a slight light from shining in his dim heart.
The following content gave him a shock.
"I heard from the Kun Gang that you're in trouble in Nanyang. If you need my help, tell them to tell me and I'll come to your aid immediately."
"Also, the people from the Zhang family of Yanyang are friends of my grandmother. They contacted my family this time and wanted us to help."
"I heard the news and it seems that what he asked for is related to you."
"You can ask. If it's unimportant and complicated, don't worry about it. Just leave it to the Zhenyang Gang's leader, Hou."
Zhou Yi put the letter away and looked at the old man.
At this time, Chen Laomou said: "This is Zhang Chenliang. You may not have heard of his name, but you must have heard of the Medical Saint of the Eastern Han Dynasty."
Zhang Zhongjing!
Nanyang County and Yanyang County.
Zhou Yi reacted quickly: "Is my father-in-law a descendant of the Medical Saint?"
"Exactly."
Zhang Chenliang said, "It's a pity that my branch has lost the glory of our ancestors."
"There are also 23rd and 26th generation descendants, both of whom are imperial physicians of the Sui Palace. I am in Yanyang, just guarding some of my ancestral heritage."
"I wonder what trouble Mr. Zhang encountered in Yanyang?"
Zhou Yi was not surprised that they were related to the Dugu family.
After all, Grandma Dugu was injured and had sought help from many miracle doctors.
Zhang Chenliang looked worried:
"The trouble came from the Zuo family from the same county. They used to be the tyrants of Yanyang, but usually they gave my family some respect, so we lived in peace. But recently, they suddenly changed their temper and started asking me for medical classics."
"Especially the tomes related to poison."
The old man sighed, "I asked a few respectable people in the county to speak up for me, but they didn't do anything. They just told me that the Zuo family has a powerful backer and that we shouldn't mess with them."
"I advised me to give them everything they asked for, with both hands."
"I don't want to cause trouble, so I gave him the Suwen, Lingshu, Difficult Classic, and Yinyang Dalun. These are all medical books that our ancestors have read and annotated."
"But he was not satisfied, so I copied a copy of 'Taili Yaolu' from Mr. Wu."
Zhou Yi's eyes flashed, and he asked, "What happened next?"
"They also want the Tangye Jingfa, but I really don't have it. I can only make excuses and go to Dongdu to ask the Zhang family's imperial physician for it."
He talked about what happened after he asked for help from the Dugu family, and Zhou Yi had already sorted out his thoughts.
The location of Yanyang County flashed through my mind. It was on the Yanshui waterway, close to the turbulent water, not far from Nanyang.
"What is the origin of this Zuo family?"
The old man said:
"They are prominent people in the area. The ancestor of Zuo Yunzhi, the head of the Zuo family, was none other than Zuo Xiong, who was famous in Yanyang. He was the governor of Jizhou during the Han Dynasty and was also appointed as the Minister of the Chancellery. Although they are now in decline, they are still the largest family in the area."
"Furthermore, they are not only on good terms with the Nanyang forces, but also know Qian Duguan of Xiangyang, and they are in contact with each other to trade silk."
Zhou Yi breathed a sigh of relief, then calmed down and said to Zhang Chenliang:
"Mr. Zhang, I'll think of a solution for you, but right now, you have to find Mr. Wu Dexiu and ask him for more medical books to buy time."
“No, no.”
He waved his hands repeatedly: "I've already troubled Mr. Wu once, how can I ask again? Besides, this is an ancient medical book, wouldn't it be difficult for him?"
"No problem."
Zhou Yi said, "Tell Mr. Wu that this medical book is on my head."
"This..." Zhang Chenliang hesitated.
"Let's do it this way," Chen Laomou decided for him. "Master, do you have any other instructions?"
Zhou Yi returned to the temple and wrote two notes.
One was for him, and the other was for Yang Dalongtou.
Chen Laomou took it and led his men down the mountain.
Watching the two people disappear on the mountain path, Zhou Yi picked up the letter sent by Xiao Fenghuang again.
After returning to the temple, I wrote her a serious reply letter.
Afterwards, think carefully about the information you just learned.
Qian Duguan of Xiangyang, books related to poisons, and medical books
In the Yingui Sect, there is a very hidden figure, who entered the palace after being purified. He is not listed among the eight masters of the Demon Sect, but he is actually one of the eight masters.
This person wrote the "Book of Ten Thousand Poisons" and is a master of using poison.
Zhou Yi definitely wouldn't believe that Eunuch Wei had come here to deal with him.
But it can be confirmed that the Zuo family is related to the Yingui Sect.
He had previously told Dalongtou about the Yingui Sect, so the Nanyang Gang, the Huiyi Gang, and the Tiankui Sect sent a large number of people to investigate in the city.
The Yangxing Society had been targeted long ago, and it was impossible for the Yingui Sect to operate safely in the city.
So
The Zuo family of Yanyang is most likely the new base of the Yingui Sect.
Very good!
What a crap Elder Wen, Bian Bufu, let’s see who will kill whom this time.
As night fell, Zhou Yi had changed into black clothes.
Just as he was about to go out, Aruina stopped him.
Zhou Yi has been very worried recently. Although she is indifferent, she is sensitive inside and can naturally feel it.
"Cousin, do you want to take me to sketch?"
"You're not fit to go."
Zhou Yi warned, "Pay attention to the surroundings of the Taoist temple."
"good."
As soon as Aruina responded, Zhou Yi flew out of the Taoist temple.
She returned to the backyard and saw two little Taoist boys practicing 'health-preserving kung fu'.
Their meditation postures are a bit strange, but they give people a feeling of simplicity and nature.
The girl naturally knew what it was.
At this moment, he couldn't help but turn his head to look in the direction Zhou Yi left.
She did not go forward to disturb him, but just carried her sword to the top of the Taoist temple and meditated in the night.
The hour of Hai is deep.
Nanyang City, the backyard of Yangxinghui’s inner residence.
Ji Yinong half-knelt under the eaves, shrinking his neck and not daring to look up, feeling extremely frightened.
The presence on the roof was a nightmare that he could never erase.
"The Holy Emperor has arrived. How can I be of service?"
He was scared to death, but also admired her very much.
The Xieji Sect is indeed more powerful than the Yingui Sect. Coming at this time clearly shows that they know the whereabouts of the Yingui Sect very well.
"Wen Caiting and his men have moved to another place. What are they planning to do?"
Ji Yinong immediately said:
"Several elders have disagreements and are worried that our Shengji Sect will take advantage of the situation. Therefore, they want to investigate our sect first before taking action against Wuzhuang Monastery."
"Then Yang Zhen mobilized the people in the city."
"In order to avoid being exposed, the members of the Yin Gui Sect all left the city secretly."
Ji Yinong told everything he knew.
"Don't run around, or you'll get yourself killed."
After hearing this, Ji Yinong quickly said: "Thank you for your concern, Saint Emperor.
Before he could finish the rest of his words, the demonic figure on the roof had disappeared.
Ji Yinong wiped the sweat from his forehead, his heart in turmoil.
Originally, the Yingui Sect was fighting against Yang Zhen's group from Wuzhuang Temple, but now the situation is in complete chaos.
Once the Xieji Sect takes action, Guanjun City will probably not be idle either.
Yang Xinghui would be watched closely, so in order to prevent the news from leaking out, the Yingui Sect did not bring him with them on this operation.
Ji Yinong returned to his room and lay down, feeling very relieved.
I thought of a lot of things and the torment I had endured these days, and couldn't help scratching my head.
Stir, stir, stir it all you want.
Damn it, I’m going to sleep because I’m going to celebrate the New Year early tomorrow.
Ji Huizhu was tired, and that night he snored loudly.
Ten years into Daye, the year is coming to an end.
There are more people on Wolong Mountain, but it is not as lively as last year.
Especially at night, a certain Taoist priest didn't even have the New Year's Eve dinner.
He was no longer seen in Wuzhuang Temple.
at the same time,
It was very lively in Champion City.
Garuda King Zhu Can held a grand banquet and entertained a number of high-ranking officials, generals, and three clan leaders.
The leader wearing a Tongtian crown and carrying a pair of large scissors looks more imperial than him.
Zhu Can was a little overshadowed.
In the past, he would definitely not be happy.
However, after having greater ambitions, he actually became more tolerant.
Others are afraid of these demon sect leaders, but Zhu Can gets along well with them.
The same was true for Zhu Mei, who sat below him.
These partners only study martial arts all day long and don't care about fame, wealth or power.
Zhu Can originally wanted to appoint them as high-ranking officials, but the three clan leaders were too lazy to even look at him and directly refused.
It can be imagined that his position as the King of Garuda is as stable as Mount Tai.
Zhu Can glanced around the hall and saw many people from the Red Shadow Corps. Anyone who had a seat was a famous figure in the martial arts world.
Even Yuwen Wudi, one of the four major clans, is now working for the Garuda Kingdom.
Zhu Can almost died of laughter.
It can be imagined that as long as the old Sect Leader Zhou continues to exert his strength, the four major clans, the five surnames and seven aristocrats, and the ministers of the Eastern Capital will sooner or later have to obey his orders here.
The old sect leader Zhou is his great benefactor!
When Zhu Can raised his glass to toast everyone, he first toasted the three clan leaders and then several of his capable subordinates.
Then he nodded to the man above Yuwen Wudi.
This man is a carpenter named Huo Yu. Although he is not the best craftsman in the county, he is good at making coffins.
The coffin he made had a kind of eerie beauty, which was deeply loved by the old Sect Master Zhou.
Hence it is reused.
At the annual banquet celebrating the tenth year of Daye, all the demons in Champion City danced together, and it was the most unique prosperity in the world.
Mr. Zhou sighed and Jinhuan drank happily together.
Emperor Ding also looked at the layout of the hall with satisfaction, and drank a lot of wine with his junior brothers and sisters.
Just when everyone was in high spirits and the atmosphere in the hall was at its most intense.
suddenly
Several sounds of breaking wind were heard from outside the hall, followed by something banging in the center of the hall.
"Hahaha!"
The unbridled laughter grew farther and farther away:
"You Niaojuan's whereabouts are unknown. My three junior brothers are still in the mood to drink here. Why don't you bring a coffin and retrieve the bird's body?"
"You have captured my people, Bi Shouxuan. Today I am giving you a warning."
"If you don't release him, I will make you pay the price."
After hearing this, the mentally disturbed Pharmacist Lin shouted outside:
"Master Pi, I am here voluntarily. You should also come quickly and discuss the Dao with Sect Master Zhou."
Zhou Lao sighed and shot out!
Jin Huanzhen and the Emperor followed closely behind, but when they reached outside the hall, the man had already slipped away.
The three men did not chase after him, but looked at him with suspicion, not believing that this man was Bi Shouxuan of the Yingui Sect.
Turn around and look at the things thrown into the hall.
It turned out to be three human heads.
These three people were the men that Zhou Laotan had arranged to patrol Champion City.
There was no movement in the city, indicating that he was killed silently.
Those who have this skill can screen out a large number of people.
Old Zhou sighed and picked up a head, carefully examining the wound. Suddenly, his eyes flickered with anger and he was filled with rage!
After Jin Huanzhen and Emperor Ding examined the head, they also showed expressions of anger.
"Such pure demonic energy, and it seems to have the same origin as ours, can only be the martial arts of the Heavenly Demon Strategy."
Then he looked at Pharmacist Lin.
His elder brother Lin Shihong was the most outstanding disciple of the old monster Bi Shouxuan, and he himself had also learned some magic skills.
It can almost be concluded that this is a member of the Yingui Sect.
It is also reasonable for Bi Shouxuan to come and take revenge.
The two sides had become enemies in Nanyang and hunted each other down.
The Black Stone Charity House was burned down because of the Yingui Sect.
At this time, he came to the New Year's Eve banquet to disgust people.
In an instant, the anger of the three evil sect leaders suddenly rose.
Jin Huanzhen was the first to calm down: "The Yin Gui Sect is still looking at us with the old perspective."
Emperor Ding raised his head slightly, and the zombie under the Tongtian Crown had a cold expression on his face: "Bi Shouxuan deserves to die."
Upon hearing this, Pharmacist Lin couldn't help but clasp his fists and say:
"Three sect masters, Master Pi has the extraordinary ability of dual cultivation. Why not invite him to discuss the Dao together?"
Zhou Laotan's gaze swept across the circle of masters, emitting an unparalleled aura:
"You've arrived just in time."
"I've long wanted to teach the Yingui Sect a lesson, and show the other sects who has the final say in this holy sect."
Jin Huanzhen said, "I just don't know where they are hiding."
Zhu Can, whose interest was ruined, was filled with rage. He slapped his chest loudly, his expression fierce, "Three clan leaders, I will immediately mobilize the city's forces to search everywhere!"
"As long as they are in Nanyang County, they can't hide it from me!"
Although the three knew that this was his nonsense, they had the same goal and naturally would not attack him.
On New Year's Day of the eleventh year of Daye, demons poured out of Champion City.
Twelve days later.
After receiving the information, Garuda King Zhu Can checked it and told his men not to act rashly. Then he ran excitedly towards the Coffin Forest Hall.
“Hehehahahaha~!!”
Zhu Can laughed wildly: "Master, I have found the rats' cave."
"And there's not just one small place, there's a huge cave!"
Zhu Can asserted, "Many masters are undoubtedly coming for the sect leaders."
"Where?"
This voice, which had been suppressed for a long time, directly extinguished all the ancient bronze lamps in the Coffin Forest Hall.
Zhu Can's voice came from the darkness:
"Yanyang Zuo Family, Xiangyang Qian Family"
As soon as he finished speaking, a continuous "click, click, click" sound was heard around him.
In the darkness, a large circle of coffin lids were all opened.
One after another, the masters of the demon sect, filled with murderous auras, stepped out of their coffins, and the entire coffin forest hall was like a demon palace in the underworld.
“Boom~!”
The spring thunder roars, resounding across the Central Plains.
In the ancient city of Yanyang, at the residence of the local overlord Zuo Yunzhi, everyone is welcoming a distinguished guest who has come from Yanmen.
He was a tall, thin, middle-aged man dressed like a scholar.
He has a fair face and no beard, and is quite handsome, full of the charm of a mature man.
At this moment, he walked in with his hands behind his back, and just glanced at the head of the Zuo family who came to meet him. His eyes opened and closed, and he had a kind of aloof and arrogant air.
When his gaze swept across the group of Yin Gui female disciples who were practicing the art of collecting and replenishing energy, there was a lustful look in his eyes.
"Brother Bian~!"
When Wen Caiting shouted, all the female disciples were shocked. Bian Bufu felt itchy in his heart and went to meet her.
"Did Cai Ting call me over just for such a trivial matter?"
Wen Caiting asked, "What will Senior Brother over there decide?"
Pei Xiao, Sheng Mei and Qian Xiao didn't say anything, just watched from the side.
The three of them have lower status than the elders and do not make decisions.
Next to the three demons, there was a middle-aged weirdo, holding a medical book in his left hand and flipping through the Poison Sutra with his right hand.
His name is Wei Wei. He was the godson adopted by Eunuch Wei when he castrated himself, and was personally trained by this master.
His skills are even better than those of the other three demons.
However, he is not one of the elders, has a lower generation, and cannot make decisions.
Yun Caiwen spoke first: "Brother Bian, the sect leader told us before he left that Xiangyang and Nanyang should be given priority, followed by the Xieji Sect. We should not provoke people from the Taoist sect again."
After hearing this, Bian Bufu looked at Elder Xia.
She smiled and said, "Just make the decision."
Wen Caiting raised an eyebrow at Bian Bufu, who said directly, "So many people are making the decision about arresting a young Taoist priest."
"Junior Sister Yun, I don't want to provoke people from the Taoist sect."
"But, with such a big event like this, if we don't do something in Nanyang and let others know, how can we save our reputation?"
Yun Caiwen shook his head: "Brother Bian, we are gathered here for the highest secret method of Xieji Sect. This matter concerns the great plan of the Sect Master."
“Hey~!”
Bian Bufu waved his hand:
"I naturally take the Sect Master's affairs to heart. Dealing with a Taoist junior is a piece of cake."
Qian Xiao interrupted coldly in an old voice:
"I'm afraid it's not as easy as just raising an arm, otherwise how could Pei Xiaoshengmei be injured?"
Pei Xiao and Sheng Mei remained silent. This matter was extremely embarrassing and of course they didn't want to mention it.
Bian Bufu didn't take it to heart:
"Since I am here, I will naturally take action when the time comes."
"alright."
He looked at the sky and said, "It's getting late. Let's get some sleep first and do it tomorrow night."
Wen Caiting and Bian Bufu entered the Zuo family compound together and went to take care of each other.
At this time
The Zuo family's Patriarch looked up at the sky, frowning. It was still several hours before dark.
That night.
The Champion City Gate was shrouded in darkness. In the darkness, someone was walking with a coffin on his back.
East of Yanyang.
A man in black with an indifferent look took off his mask.
He stared at the west bank of the Yan River, holding the duck in his hands and devouring it.
…
(End of this chapter)
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