Chapter 115: Visit the Taoist Priest Three Times to Add Clothes!
The 30th day of the Bianguan calendar is the beginning of winter.
At this time when the grass and trees are withering and the insects are hibernating, a person in Wuzhuang Temple is gently waving a folding fan, fanning the cool breeze.
"Brother Zhou, how about my gift?"
Hou Xibai closed the beauty fan with a "bang" and kicked the person lying on the ground.
The man's hair was neatly trimmed and his beard was symmetrical. I don't know who had trimmed it.
He is about forty years old and is currently in a coma.
The gift that the amorous young man mentioned was him.
Zhou Yiben was thinking about Jiang Huai Lao Du, but he was interrupted by him.
"Where did you catch it from?"
"besides."
Zhou Yi leaned towards the man and asked, "Why did you give it to me?"
If one didn't know that this young master Hou was a good person besides being a bootlicker, one would probably be suspicious at this time.
"I told you last time that I came here to chase someone and that's when we ran into each other."
"He's the one I'm chasing."
"no."
Hou Xibai shook his head. "But he's similar to the man I'm chasing. They both ended up in Champion City. I just came out of Champion City a while ago and discovered something and witnessed a huge battle."
Queen Yin went to cause trouble for the Xieji Sect, Kankan said.
Zhou Yi was not surprised, but just looked at Hou Xibai: "Brother Hou, do you also want to discuss Taoism with that Zhou Zongzhu?"
"The affairs of the Xieji Sect are absurd and bizarre, and I dare not get too deeply involved."
He waved his fan left and right: "So, to satisfy my curiosity, I just stared at the subordinates of those clan leaders."
"This one is the one who escaped from the so-called Champion Coffin Palace."
Um?
Could it be another Qiu Qianbo?
Zhou Yi's expression changed slightly: "Is this person conscious?"
"Brutal and violent, he has gone mad."
Hou Xibai squatted down and unbuttoned his clothes, and saw a tiger head tattooed on his chest:
"This man's name is Chang Kai, nicknamed Shushanhu. He is the leader of the four major bandits."
"It's been a while since I caught him."
"The evil spirit within him is quite mysterious. I wanted to take this opportunity to explore the martial arts of the several Coffin Palace Sect Masters, but unfortunately my vision is limited and I didn't see anything."
Zhou Yi thought for a moment: "Do you want to discuss his secret with me?"
"No."
Hou Xibai tapped his hands with his folding fan, a smile on his face: "I heard that the Saint Girl left Cihang Jingzhai, so I went to Dongdu to join in the fun."
"I was originally planning to bury this crazy man, but since you're close to Champion City and might be trying to find out about them, I decided to do you a favor."
Zhou Yi looked disgusted: "Is this considered a favor? He's clearly a nuisance. I have to go to the trouble of digging a hole to bury him."
Hou Xibai seemed to have expected him to say this.
After all, this is not the first time I have come to Wuzhuang Temple, and I have a little understanding of the character of a certain Taoist priest.
It's very difficult to make this guy owe you something.
"I came here to say goodbye to Brother Zhou, and by the way, I have something else to do."
"What's up?"
Hou Xibai lingered in the beauty fan: "Wait until I get to know Master Feixuan first, then I will invite Brother Zhou to come and paint again, and ask the Saint to judge, to see who is better at painting beauties."
"Hero Hou wants to give me another 500 gold?"
"Brother Zhou, don't speak without thinking."
Hou Xibai glanced at the purple-clothed girl who was reading a book in the hall, and knew that his defeat was not unfair at all.
However, as the successor of Huajian.
Although he is surrounded by beauties, he is by no means a lustful or playboy.
It always makes people feel upset when they lose in painting beauties, which is their best skill.
"Well, since we're fellow painters, I'll take this job."
"Brother Hou, please go to Dongdu to show your courtesy first. When I have time, I will ask Master Feixuan for her comments. In Brother Hou's heart, Saint Cihang must be the most fair and just."
"but."
Hou Xibai tapped Zhou Yi's arm with his fan, and he didn't need to continue:
"Everyone in the martial arts world knows that Hou is wealthy, and I also admire Brother Zhou's landscape paintings."
"If I lose, I will definitely buy more paintings for my collection and learn from Brother Zhou's Wei and Jin Dynasty Peach Blossom Spring landscape painting skills."
Zhou Yi smiled and agreed, and walked Hou Xibai out of the temple.
We bowed and said goodbye on the mountain road.
Returning to the temple, Zhou Yi looked at the unconscious Dakou's subordinate and tried to see if he could be saved.
First, dissolve Hou Xibai's true energy.
Bring a bowl of cold water and splash it on his face.
The water was frosty and cold, which stimulated Chang Kai's leader and made him open his cloudy eyes.
In an instant!
There seemed to be a sound of water hitting rocks in his body, and the veins in his strong arms were throbbing, and the evil spirit was flowing violently.
Zhou Yi's face appeared in his eyes, he supported himself on the ground with his left arm, and raised his right fist to punch!
The punch lacked strength, but it carried a strange murderous aura that attracted Aruina as well.
"It is Sabrakam."
She whispered, and Zhou Yi reached out and clenched his fist, then pressed his left hand forward and tapped his Dan Zhong acupoint.
It's strange, the root of the evil is not here.
Thinking of Song Yinzi's situation, Zhou Yi's true energy rushed straight to his Baihui acupoint, and in the Tianding acupoint, he indeed grasped a trace of pure true energy.
This true energy is different from the evil spirit that Zhou Laotan had sighed about.
"What's going on?"
Aruina looked serious and asked hurriedly.
"He can hide his demonic energy in the Tianding acupoint. The aura is very different, but once it is triggered, it is still the same demonic evil. I don't know how he does it."
Zhou Yi's true energy entered Da Kou's body, rendering the madman unable to move.
"That's the second root."
“Turn reality into illusion, and illusion into reality.”
"This is the most profound volume of the Subhārakān Sutra, the 'Sutra on the Wisdom of the Origin of All Things.'"
Aruyina's face darkened, and she said solemnly, "The Great Master is here."
"When the Great Venerable leaves for Mobei, the Good Mother will definitely follow, as will the other Mingzi and the Five Types of Demons."
"The venerable sect suffered a loss of manpower. I expected them to come investigate, but I didn't expect it to happen so soon."
Zhou Yi silently felt the true energy in Da Kou's body and did not speak.
After several attempts, he carefully took this strange true energy into his body.
He could only store Kankan's demonic energy in his acupoints but could not absorb it.
This stream of true energy entered his zenith.
It seems that the two transformations of the Wisdom Sutra into reality and illusion have not changed its essence.
If we trace back to the source, it is still Zhou Laotan.
Zhou Laotan's magic skills have improved, and Zhou Yi has even reached the fourth level of Dantian.
Therefore, this wonderful true qi based on Lao Tan is still waiting obediently for refining.
Aruina looked at the two little Taoist boys practicing in the backyard, looked around Wuzhuang Temple, and finally looked at Zhou Yi.
The longing and sadness in her eyes flashed away.
"The Great Master will definitely come looking for you. I will implicate you. I can't stay here any longer."
The cold wind of the beginning of winter blew on her face, making her look even colder.
"Cousin, I'm leaving."
The incident happened suddenly, but Aruina also regained her habits in Mobei and quickly adapted to the suddenness.
Sketching and painting, the peaceful days will eventually be broken.
She turned around and was about to leave.
Suddenly, a clear and faint voice came into my ears.
"return."
When she turned around, the young man in white had already sat down safely and pointed to the chair next to the tea table.
That was the place where she had just been reading a book and listening to him talking with the rich young man.
Given her personality, once she makes a decision, it is difficult for others to change it.
But when he saw the young man frowning and pointing to his side, he felt that his steps forward were extremely heavy. After hesitating, he sat back.
Zhou Yi glanced at her face and thought, "Beauty is the root of trouble."
"If you go out into the martial arts world, you're bound to get into a fight.
Even if you win then, the news will spread, and the people from the Great Ming Sect will find you even faster."
She was undaunted: "I've already died once."
"no."
After hearing this, the girl raised her head and saw that he looked a little annoyed.
"You died last time, and I didn't feel anything. But if you die this time, I will be heartbroken. I won't be happy practicing martial arts in the future, and even if I kill the Great Venerable Mother, I won't be happy."
Aruina looked at him quietly.
The cold face gradually melted, and the dark blue eyes were deeply imprinted on the young man in white.
"cousin."
She muttered softly, made some kind of decision, and stood up:
"If I can survive, I will come back to find you."
At this moment, no one could stop her determination.
She turned and left, and Zhou Yi kicked the corpse of the leader of the four bandits away.
He walked to the gate of the temple and looked at the purple-clothed figure who walked down the mountain without looking back, his face full of sorrow.
Three days after the beginning of winter.
In Huai'an County, the girl in purple crossed Tongbai Mountain and went straight to Tongbai Ferry.
When the Great Master traveled south from Mobei, he would inevitably set foot in the Central Plains.
The only consequence of betraying the Great Ming Sect is death.
Having seen through the bewitching teachings of her good mother, she was destined never to return to Mobei.
Since he had revealed his whereabouts in Nanyang, Shanmu would definitely go looking for him.
Only by showing up further south can we lead people away.
At dusk, Aruina walked in the cold winter air and heard the sound of the Huai River. She couldn't help but look back in the direction of Wolong Mountain.
The reluctance in her eyes was revealed on her face without reservation.
It's a pity that in these troubled times, the world situation changes every day, and there is no opportunity to practice in peace.
Unless you abandon the mundane world, escape to the mountains, and ignore the general trend.
But with his status, he cannot enjoy this comfort.
If he were given ten or eight years, with his talent, the situation would definitely be different.
Cousin, this is what I can do for you.
Her martial arts skills are very high, but when the Great Mother of Goodness arrives, it will only bring unpredictable negative effects.
He simply turned around and headed straight for the bank of the Huai River.
As we approached Tongbai Ferry, dusk gradually fell and the sky was already dark.
Most boatmen will anchor on the shore at night.
Especially in places with many dangerous shoals and reefs.
At Tongbai Ferry, at night, as long as there is a fishing light at the stern of a boat, it means the boat is moored, and people passing by don't need to ask.
If you see fishing lights at the bow and stern of a boat, it means that the boatman is familiar with the route and is bold enough to earn money by crossing the river overnight.
"Girl, do you want to take a night boat?"
A boatman on a flat-topped wooden boat called out to the shore, "Go directly to Ruyin County, then to Yingshang. I know this route very well. The fare will only be 30% higher than the daytime rate."
He called out, but didn't wait for the girl to answer.
After waiting for a while, he urged again:
"Are you going to leave or not? Are you going to untie the cable soon?!"
But the girl still didn't answer.
Didn't even look in his direction.
At this time, at the Tongbai Ferry, several big men from the Lu Mansion in Yiyang County walked over, untied the boatman's rope, and then jumped onto the boat.
"Go, go!"
In an instant, seven or eight boats, ready to depart, were parked at the ferry and all entered the Huai River.
The waves rolled and hit the pier.
Aruina watched the sail go away and her eyes moved to a figure in white.
He was sitting at the end of the pier, drinking. Although there were many people at the ferry, no one was heading in his direction.
She was very familiar with this back view.
Seeing him waving at her without turning back, the girl hesitated for a moment, but still walked over obediently.
She sat down.
"Do you know how I caught up with you?"
Before Aruina could speak, Zhou Yi continued:
"From Nanyang to Xinye, Shangma, Pingshi, Tongbai, and even Runan, they are all my people."
He pointed at the sailing boat:
"If I wish, these boats will not reach Yingshang tonight. They can only stop at Gushui Ferry or the north bank of Huangshui."
"Before Bagong Mountain in Shouchun, you can ask them to stop anywhere."
"I know where you go."
"Furthermore, when it comes to lightness and speed, there are only a handful of people in the world who can compare with me."
Aruina looked at the Huai River in silence.
After a while, he said:
"I'll be away for a while. You'll be safer. Fighting the Great Mother of Goodness right now is too forced and irrational."
She stared at the Huai River while speaking, not daring to look at the person next to her.
"This isn't Mobei. The Great Master's horse can't run. It's not going to be easy for him to do things under my nose."
"The Yingui faction occupied Xiangyang and once ventured into the county seat. But so what?"
"In Nanyang, the Queen's words don't count, and neither does Zhou Laotan's words. But my words can be heard in the surrounding counties."
"Stay here, don't worry about getting me into trouble."
"If you run too far, and the people from the Daming Zun Cult find you, I won't be able to do anything about it. At that time, I can only help you out."
Aruina was silent for a long time.
Suddenly he picked up the rough earthenware wine jar beside him, and Zhou Yi raised the small wine cup in his right hand.
He raised the cup and drank it all in one gulp.
The cousin next to him held the wine jar in one hand and drank from it.
She is not a drinker.
Because not a single drop was spilled, he drank so honestly.
This time, she did not use her internal energy to emit the smell of alcohol as she did in the past, and allowed a wine red to appear on her snow-white face.
In the dark night, that touch of red is exotic and very moving.
In this world, such stunning beauty has only been seen by one person.
She said drunkenly:
"Cousin, I won't leave. If Shanmu comes, I will stop her. You can use your limited Qinggong skills to escape. When you become a master, you can help me avenge your father."
"good."
Zhou Yi nodded and pointed into the distance.
That was the moon that had just climbed up into the sky.
"I probably won't have the chance to sketch for a while, but luckily, the moon is beautiful tonight."
"What do you want to draw?"
"Don't paint a spring under the moonlight, just this."
Zhou Yi pointed toward the swaying waves of the Tongbai Ferry and said, "Huai River, Huai River under the moonlight, this time, don't be still, let it surge."
"good."
Aruina agreed and whispered, "Cousin."
"Um?"
"Can I borrow your shoulder for a moment?"
"Can."
The girl naturally leaned over with her face close to his.
Her expression didn't change, but as she looked at the moon, she felt extremely peaceful.
Thinking about the journey from Mobei to the Sui Dynasty, and suddenly having to face the Ming Dynasty, so many things come to mind.
At this time, the person next to her was motionless, and she was very curious: "Cousin, what are you thinking about now?"
Zhou Yi spoke frankly: "I'm thinking about Xiao Fenghuang."
…
"Sorry, my friends, my master is not at home."
There were three people in front of Wuzhuang Temple.
A middle-aged man with an elegant temperament, a very tall man with a long beard, and another man who was the same as the man with the long beard, less than forty years old, with an untidy beard.
The bearded man took a step forward, clasped his fists and said, "I..."
He was about to introduce himself when he was stopped by the middle-aged man.
"When will the Master return home?"
The big man in front of Wuzhuang Temple bowed and responded:
"The abbot said that I would be back within five days, and now three days have passed."
"Just wait two days, and you will definitely come back."
"good."
The middle-aged man replied, "We'll come back in two days."
After the three of them finished talking, they went down the mountain.
Only on the second day after they went down the mountain, Zhou Yi returned with his cousin.
Xia Shu and Yan Qiu went to greet them.
The two children had no idea what was going on and just thought they were sketching as usual.
"Brother, three visitors came to visit yesterday."
After Yan Qiu finished speaking, Xia Shu gave a brief description of the appearance of the three people.
"Could you please leave your name?"
They both shook their heads: "No."
Thinking that the three of them said they wanted to come again, Zhou Yi didn't ask any more questions.
After returning to the temple that day, he thought for a long time and prepared to make some arrangements.
The next morning, he went straight to Nanyang City to look for Yang Dalongtou.
I plan to finish my business quickly and then welcome these guests.
Unexpectedly.
The three visitors who came to visit the mountain also arrived early in the morning.
"The abbot has already gone to the county town. Please wait for a moment. He will be back before noon."
After learning that the abbot was not at home, the middle-aged man waved his hand and went down the mountain again.
"Dad?"
The bearded man was very puzzled.
"The abbot knew we were going to pay our respects and had someone leave a message. Why didn't you come in?"
The middle-aged man sighed:
“It’s such an amazing place.”
"I heard that the abbot hasn't come down the mountain for a long time. We came to see him twice, but he wasn't there both times."
"Could it be that fate has told me that I can never get what I want?"
He looked up at the sky and walked all the way to the bank of the White River.
The two men behind him looked at each other, but didn't dare to say anything.
Ever since the incident in Jianghuai and his father was stabbed, his personality has been very different from before.
On the bank of the Baihe River, someone was fishing.
The old man waved his hand slightly when he saw the three people coming forward.
It turned out that he had another pole next to him, but no one was holding it and it was just resting on a rock.
The fishing line was pulled, indicating that there was a fish.
The fish was extremely powerful and was about to drag the fishing rod into the water. The old man had no time to react. The middle-aged man focused his eyes and rushed forward. He grabbed the rod and lifted it up, pouring all his strength into it.
“Puff~!”
The fish's tail sweeps the water, creating waves.
Mr. Xie was surprised: "What a big one!"
It turned out to be a big blue carp, weighing at least 40 kilograms.
The middle-aged man laughed out loud, waved his sleeves, and with all his strength, he used his inner strength to grab the big black fish in his hands.
"Old man, who put the rod here?"
Seeing that he was extraordinary and had just come down from the mountain, Mr. Xie said, "This is the pole of Master Yi Guan."
"He went down the mountain with me this morning. He didn't have time to fish with me, so he brought a rod with him."
Mr. Xie stroked his beard and said slowly:
"Master Yi Guan is a kind and gentle person, with no murderous intent in his hands. That's why he hasn't been able to catch anything for a long time. He often leaves his rod here, and Baishui River God doesn't care."
"That's why I was afraid you'd disturb the fish when they took the bait just now."
"I'm going to catch it and take it back tonight to make him happy."
"I didn't expect it to be such a big fish."
Mr. Xie smiled at the middle-aged man and said, "It seems that the master of the temple has a distinguished guest."
"Last time a guest came to visit, He Bo also gave him a gift. It was truly wonderful."
When the three heard this, they were all surprised.
I was not only surprised by the fish, but also by the conversation of the old fisherman.
Just a few words reveal something extraordinary.
The middle-aged man threw the big black carp aside and the man with a long beard took it.
He clasped his fists and asked, "Where are you from, old gentleman?"
“Hey~”
Xie Jiyou waved his hands repeatedly: "You are joking. I am just a fisherman. How can I be called a noble man? It's just that my ancestors have a little reputation."
"May I ask which family it is?"
Old Mr. Xie recalled Zhou Yi's words: "They are descendants of the Wang and Xie clans of the old times, once the Xie clan of Chen Commandery."
When it comes to Wang and Xie, how could the three of them not understand?
The middle-aged man suddenly asked, "Brother Xie, what do you think of this Master Yi Guan?"
"This is just my biased opinion, not worth mentioning."
Xie Jiyou added: "However, some things that cannot be spoken can be expressed more clearly."
"Thank you for teaching me, brother."
The middle-aged man looked sincere.
"One is the gift from Habaek, and the other is the sword of benevolence."
The three of them looked towards the white water and saw this strange big fish, a gift from the River God, almost divine, so there was no need to say more at this point.
"What about the sword of benevolence?"
Elder Xie said, "Zhanlu, the first of the five divine swords forged by Ou Yezi, is at the Wuzhuang Monastery. If the abbot were not a benevolent and heroic figure, how could the divine sword recognize him as its master?"
While the two younger men were shocked, the middle-aged man remained calm.
"I see."
After he finished speaking, he picked up the big black fish from the bearded man's hand.
I stroked its scales and marveled at it.
With a splash, it was thrown into the river.
"Dad, why is this happening?"
"Yeah, how could Dad let down He Bo's kindness?"
The middle-aged man waved his hand and said arrogantly, "No need for the River God's gift. I will take this fish's place and lead the Grand Commander into the Yangtze and Huaihe Rivers."
“This shot.”
He pointed to the fishing rod placed on the big rock:
"This rod doesn't just catch the waters of the White River, it can catch fish all over the country."
The two of them didn't react. The middle-aged man said goodbye to Mr. Xie and walked away.
Instead of going up the mountain, he went to Baihe Village at the foot of the mountain.
Perhaps because of his background, as a local overlord, he was able to quickly integrate into the community while walking among the villages and fields.
He took measures such as reducing taxes, abolishing the practice of burying people alive with the dead, and punishing corruption as soon as he came to power.
However, although his ideas were good, his methods were far inferior.
The people below are not living very well.
At least, he did not bring prosperity to Baihe Village.
I walked around the village and asked some people.
These simple old farmers will tell him the simple truth in simple words.
In Nanyang, they like two people the most.
Master of Yi Guan, Yang Dalongtou.
If you go to Jianghuai and ask, there is no unified answer.
The three of them went to Nanyang for another day.
The prosperity of this place is even more touching.
Especially since it is located on the edge of the devil's cave, it can still be so peaceful, which is really admirable.
How could the three of them not know the horror of Champion City?
In a blink of an eye, another day passed.
This time, before the three of them even climbed the mountain, as soon as they showed up, they were met by several big men from afar.
When we reached halfway up the mountain, we saw a young man in white clothes with outstanding temperament walking towards us with a smile.
"Brother Du."
"Brother Zhou."
In the ancient cypress forest, under the mottled shadows of the trees, the two clapped their arms and walked into Wuzhuang Temple accompanied by laughter.
"Yesterday I asked someone to keep the guests, but why did Brother Du go down the mountain again?"
"I bought some good wine and food in the city."
Du Fuwei said:
"Back then, Lord Xuande visited Mr. Zhuge three times at his thatched cottage to invite him out. I, Du, don't have Lord Xuande's fate, but when I saw Wolong Hill, I was feeling suffocated by the humiliation I endured in Jianghuai, and suddenly I felt interested. I wanted to see if I could see you a few times while climbing the hill."
Du Fuwei glanced at the Huanglao Hall and praised it again: "What a wonderful place."
“That’s right.”
Zhou Yi didn't say anything, and Du Fuwei interrupted, "Let me show you something."
Although it was winter, Du Fuwei only wore an outer coat.
He took off his coat, revealing a hideous knife wound.
After showing it to Zhou Yi, he put his clothes back on.
"Did Li Zitong leave it behind?"
"It's all thanks to him."
Du Fuwei straightened his clothes and said, "I've fought countless battles and never had a wound on my back. This time, I was attacked by that villain Li Zitong. If it weren't for Lan Fang's help, I would have died at Li Zitong's hands."
The Wang Lanfang he mentioned was a female general in the army and the wife of his adopted son Ximen Junyi.
Zhou Yi sighed slightly.
"Brother Zhou must be wondering why Mr. Du didn't listen to your advice."
"good."
Zhou Yi said frankly, "Li Zitong and Meng Rang just broke up, why did Brother Du trust him?"
"When the entire army attacked, I joined forces with Li Zitong to fight. He charged bravely, killing people on my left and right. His right arm was pierced by a spear, but he didn't cry out. I thought he was a heroic man.
But I didn’t expect that it would be the wolf that wagged its tail.”
Du Fuwei's face darkened: "I must kill this bastard!"
"If he kills you, the Jianghuai Army will inevitably be in chaos, and the remaining Jianghuai troops will attract the attention of Lai Zheng and Yuchi Sheng. He can then take advantage of this opportunity to expand rapidly.
Once the north is in chaos, the Sui army will attack, and no one in the Jianghuai area will be able to defeat him."
Zhou Yi consoled him again, "Now that things have come to this, Brother Du, don't worry about it. Just wait for an opportunity to collect the debt from this beast."
Du Fuwei took a sip of tea and his expression relaxed a little.
He thought about it and came up with a very sharp question.
"Meng Rang will not be able to hold out for long if he is attacked fiercely by Zhang Xutuo's army. By then, the pressure on our Jianghuai army will be great, and he may be forced back to Huainan."
“Again.”
"I heard news from Jiangdu that many large families have moved in recently. There's a lot of talk out there that Yang Guang is planning to move south to Jiangdu."
"When the Xiaoguo Army's 100,000-strong army arrives, how can we resist them?"
Du Fuwei looked at Zhou Yi. His question was very sudden and would be a huge challenge for anyone.
Li Jing was originally an unknown person and was promoted by Zhou Yi.
Li Zitong was also seen through by him.
When we first met, he also saw through my mental arithmetic of conquering Liuhe.
So, how should he think about this problem?
Is it really a plan that leaves nothing to chance?
After hearing this, Zhou Yi only thought for a few breaths.
The speed at which he spoke surprised Du Fuwei, Ximen Junyi and Kan Leng.
Because they had been discussing it all the way, they still had no solution at the moment.
"Brother Du, once Yang Guang and the Xiaoguo Army arrive, the Jianghuai Army will immediately gain an additional 100,000 troops."
"oh?!"
Du Fuwei was unable to remain calm: "Why do you think so?"
"Once Yang Guang and his army arrive, their extravagance will be forced upon the people."
Zhou Yi's voice was a little heavy:
"Those who rose up in rebellion gathered like clouds, and even the mighty and powerful army was unable to suppress them."
This perspective really opened up the minds of the three people.
Du Fuwei felt the clouds and fog dissipate and he breathed a sigh of relief.
After a while, there was a look of loss in his eyes again.
This kind of insight is not something he can have.
"Brother Zhou, can you teach me the sword of benevolence?"
"Why not?"
Zhou Yi did not move, but two little Taoist children came strolling over. How could their cleverness escape the eyes of the three masters?
Yan Qiu held a whisk and Xia Shu held a sword box.
They stood on Zhou Yi's left and right, and the sword case opened, revealing a long sword with ancient patterns. It was as clear as a mountain spring, and it also exuded the heaviness of thousands of years.
Ou Ye has been gone for many years, and the sword of Zhanlu has also been gone.
This is the first of the five divine swords.
Du Fuwei suddenly said solemnly: "Please draw your sword."
Zhou Yi took the sword in his hand, and the low hum of metal rubbing against each other continued to be heard. Half of the long sword was exposed, and the water pattern on the sword spine flowed naturally.
All the magic swords were unsheathed, and a deep and dark light dazzled the eyes!
Even Du Fuwei squinted his eyes slightly to block the light.
The dim light flashed away, but Zhou Yi, holding the magic sword, exuded a shocking power.
The Taiping Sword in the Huang Lao Hall moved without wind.
At this moment, all three of them had a feeling.
As long as he drew his sword and struck, the three men would be killed.
I didn't check it at first, but only then did I remember the other party's martial arts level.
Du Fuwei recalled what he said when he conquered Miao Haichao. At that time, he was confident that he could completely suppress Miao Haichao.
But at this moment, I felt that I had been defeated in every aspect.
He stood up and made a major decision:
"Master, let Du be Miao Haichao this time."
Ximen Junyi and Kan Leng were shocked when they heard this, and they both understood what this meant.
The three of them entered Nanyang together and had many discussions along the way.
Right now it's all because of Dad's sudden change of mind.
However, no one in the Jianghuai Army could oppose the decision made by his father.
So he also bowed in greeting.
The two little Taoist boys put away their magic swords, and Zhou Yi helped Du Fuwei sit down.
"How did Brother Du know my identity?"
Du Fuwei said, "Yesterday we were eating duck in the county town and happened to meet a Mr. Xu. He told me about this and also talked about many things about Jianghuai and Nanyang."
"His name is Xu Xingzhi, and he's a military strategist who likes to give random advice."
"Mr. Xu is indeed good at judging people, but Mr. Du is a little less discerning."
The two looked at each other and knew what they were thinking.
"Tianshi, please accompany Du to Liuhe."
"It's not good for me to reveal my identity."
Du Fuwei understood and clasped his fists, saying, "Then please invite General Zhou of the Jianghuai Navy!"
Zhou Yi smiled and clasped his fists: "Greetings, General Du!"
Du Fuwei suddenly felt that the view before his eyes had opened up, and the dark clouds brought about by Li Zitong's rebellion seemed to have been cut by a divine sword.
His spirits gradually returned and he couldn't help laughing.
The lunch at Wuzhuang Temple was not extravagant.
There were ducks from Gaoyou Lake sent by Chen Ruiyang, fish from Dongting Lake sent by Chen Ruiyang, and fresh fruits from Bashu.
Xu Xingzhi and Chen Laomou also came to have dinner.
There were a lot of dishes, but only the two of them were drunk.
Du Fuwei was neither hurried nor slow when he paid his respects to the emperor, but after finishing the important task, he was eager to go down to Jianghuai.
The battle between Meng Rang and the Sui army continues.
The situation in Liuhe can change at any time.
That night he said goodbye and woke up from his drunken stupor.
"Tianshi, leave the affairs of Nanyang to Elder Chen. I will follow General Du into the Huai River first."
"good"
Du Fuwei felt more at ease with Xu Xing by his side.
The Heavenly Master has many talented people under his command, and this military advisor is the best among them.
They left Nanyang and went to Tongbai, upstream of the Huai River, where they felt more deeply the heritage of Wuzhuang Temple.
From Tongbai Ferry down, every ferry is managed by someone.
It involves four counties: Huai'an, Yiyang, Runan and Yiyang.
When Du Fuwei arrived in Shouchun, Huainan, he couldn't help but look back. He was both frightened and felt at ease.
"General, are you thinking about the ferrymen?"
"good."
Du Fuwei said, "There are many righteous armies throughout the world, and many of them have become famous far and wide."
"However, there is a force this powerful that is unknown to the public."
He smiled and pointed at Shouchun: "Now we have to add Du to the list. On the entire Huai River, with just one word, no one's boat can escape."
"This is the wisdom and method of the Heavenly Master."
Xu Xingzhi smiled again and said, "I have only been worshipping the Heavenly Master for a short time and have not made any achievements. Does General Du have anyone he can help me with?"
"Hahaha, I'm just worried you're too busy."
"Right now, there's something going on that requires the assistance of the military advisor and Captain Li."
…
On the forty-ninth day of the Bianguan calendar, the winter chill grew stronger.
The Dangyang caravan was leaving Nanyang and heading north.
"Old Dan, you must pay attention to the movements of the Northern Horse Gang on this trip, but remember not to confront them head-on. They are extremely dangerous."
"Also remind Boss Lou."
Shan Xiongxin nodded immediately:
"Master, please rest assured about the Northern Horse Gang's affairs. It's just a pity that I can't go down to Jianghuai this time."
"There are so many opportunities, and I won't stay in Jianghuai for long."
Lao Dan is still reliable. Zhou Yi patted him on the shoulder and talked about the importance of Nanyang.
Seeing that the caravan was waiting, he asked Shan Xiongxin to follow Gang Leader Lou.
At this time
Chen Ruiyang, who was in charge of staying in Nanyang, came over again. Zhou Yi knew that he had a strong curiosity and wanted to ask him many questions.
Without waiting for him to speak, he went straight to the Nanyang Gang.
On the east side of Nanyang Gang, there is another small courtyard.
Xia Shu, Yan Qiu and A Ru Yina stayed in the courtyard as companions.
Zhou Yi had experienced the frustration of the burning of Confucius Mountain, and would not have been willing to leave Wuzhuang Temple unless forced by the situation.
But this time, the Great Ming Sect came with such force that we had no choice but to avoid it.
I considered taking three people to the south of the Yangtze River.
Firstly, it is easy to expose your whereabouts, and secondly, the waters south of the Yangtze River are also muddy.
It's obviously safer inside the city.
After all, there are many people in Nanyang City, and they have spies everywhere.
As for those thugs in Guanjun City, the Great Ming Sect did not dare to be too presumptuous.
However, this account should be attributed to the two bastards Dazun and Shanmu.
Yan Qiu noticed that Zhou Yi looked unhappy and consoled him:
"Brother, this is how we live in Cao's house. We've gotten used to it."
"Yes, this time there's also Sister Yina."
Xia Shu's big eyes were filled with smiles, and she shook Aruina's arm.
"Do your homework."
Zhou Yi rubbed their hair.
"Yes!" they answered loudly.
Zhou Yi turned around and was about to give more instructions, but the girl in purple thought he was being too long-winded and walked straight into the studio.
"It's fine here, don't worry, I'll supervise them both."
Her demeanor was no different from when she was inside the temple.
There was no sign of grievance in the eyes of the three, but Zhou Yi was unhappy.
When he pushed the door open, another voice came from inside:
"Cousin, please be careful."
Zhou Yi looked back and went to the Nanyang Gang
"How long will the Heavenly Master be away?"
Yang Zhen asked.
"It won't be long. I should be able to come back before the end of the year."
Su Yun and Meng Degong stood up together: "We will go to Jianghuai together."
“No need.”
Zhou Yi smiled and said, "They don't need too many experts over there. I'm just going there to get a feel for the situation."
Yang Zhen waved his hand and Fan Naitang brought in twenty people from outside.
These twenty people all have superb internal skills.
"Six of them are from the Tiankui Sect, and the rest are all from my Nanyang Gang. They are all my most trustworthy brothers."
“More people means more work.”
Yang Zhen smiled confidently:
"The Heavenly Master is too concerned and always thinks about the worst-case scenario. Even if that happens, what will happen?"
"This is Nanyang County City."
"We have tens of thousands of people in our major gangs, all of whom are skilled in martial arts. We are very different from the soldiers in Champion City."
Zhou Yi thought about it and found that it made sense.
The Great Master is not himself, so he can only go to Nanyang in the dark.
The only place that shines is Champion City.
The Great Ming Respected Church cannot ignore Zhou Laofang, a traitor.
Lao Tan, give it a try, it would be best if you could kill them all.
Xu Kaishan and Sha Fang were all put into coffins.
Zhou Yi agreed to take the twenty internal martial arts masters brought by Yang Zhen and prepared to take them to Jianghuai.
After having lunch at the Nanyang Gang, I went to sit with Chen Laomou.
Ask him to arrange someone to look after the Taoist temple, Old Man Xie, and to keep an eye on the bandits at the foot of the mountain.
"Master, you don't need to worry about these trivial matters."
Chen Laomou listened for a long time and finally uttered a word.
"I'm just saying it again."
“It’s happened many times.”
Chen Laomou smiled and said, "The Heavenly Master is too concerned about the mundane world. As long as there is something he cares about, he will be deeply attached to it."
"The deer lost by the Sui Dynasty should be found by the Heavenly Master, and must be found."
"I have some latest news that will please you."
"Oh?" Zhou Yi's eyes flashed with strangeness.
As the head of the intelligence department, Chen Laomou naturally got news faster than him.
Chen Laomou pointed to the north and said, "News has come back from the Eastern Capital. Not only has someone in the palace received information that Yang Guang intends to move south, but there's also a major event in the martial arts world!"
"People from the two major martial arts sacred places have made their move. Their target is Nanyang. This time, the timing is perfect for the Heavenly Master to escape to Jiangnan!"
"Yang Dalongtou and I are in Nanyang, and we will just pretend to be friendly with them."
"When the time comes, let the Yin Gui Sect, the Xie Ji Sect, the Daming Zun Sect, and those great monks with amazing martial arts skills fight it out."
Chen Laomou looked at Zhou Yi with a firm gaze:
"I have been traveling the martial arts world for decades, and I have never seen a Heavenly Master practice martial arts so fast. Even the three great masters can hardly reach his level."
"A true man has ambitions for the world and a heart for the world. Why would Heavenly Master worry about such a small grievance?!"
With a click, the strange lock in his hand opened.
Chen Laomou suddenly said with a sad tone:
"After a few more years, perhaps the Heavenly Master will miss those days when he was alone and had no rivals. Looking around the universe, there would be endless loneliness."
Zhou Yi heard a lot of footsteps.
He didn't care and walked to the plaque of "Wu Yue Eagle Claw" and looked up at the sky.
"There are many who disturb my mind, but the one who relieves my worries is Chen Laomou."
"Hahaha, it's because I'm a natural locksmith."
As he laughed, he suddenly took out a piece of clothing from a screen.
"It's getting cold, Master, please put on more clothes!"
He draped the clothes over Zhou Yi's back, and his whole temperament suddenly changed.
It was an exquisite white robe with snow-white fur, which matched Zhou Yi's tall stature, giving his originally thin figure an indescribable domineering aura.
Even that handsome face became tougher.
Coupled with the bearing of a martial arts master, people dare not look directly at him.
At this time
The chaotic footsteps just now gathered together, and the internal martial arts masters of the Tiankui faction of the Nanyang Gang, the elites of the Jukun Gang, and the thirteen guardians of the Taiping Dao all appeared in Meiwu Lane.
Everyone was moved by his aura, and they all paid homage and shouted in unison:
"Grand Commander!"
The white robe fluttered, bringing with it the chill of winter.
"Let's go south!"
…
(End of this chapter)
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