Chapter 155: Meeting an old friend on the cliff, meeting Qingli in Shu
Alas, how dangerous and high it is! The road to Shu is as difficult as climbing to the sky!
Bashu is surrounded by mountains with high peaks and steep cliffs. It has been known for its difficulty in travel since ancient times.
Winter is the dry season, the water level is low and relatively mild, and the Three Gorges can flow back up.
However, the reefs are exposed, so you often have to go around them.
The trackers have to climb the steep river bank and cooperate with the boats to "tow the beach", and their daily journey is only a few miles.
Hence the saying, "Three mornings I ride on a yellow ox, three evenings I walk too late. Three mornings and three evenings again, and before I know it, my hair has turned into silk."
Zhou Yi did not go back from the Three Gorges, and because he received news related to the Great Ming Zunjiao along the way, he turned and went to Shangyong City in the north of Fangling County.
This place is also a major station on the main route to Shu County. If you walk west for half a day, you will enter Daba Mountain.
After resting for one night in Shangyong City, I headed towards Daba Mountain the next day. There were many fellow martial artists on the road.
Bashu has been very lively lately, and even the bravest men in the world want to go and see it for themselves.
After walking along the mountain road for dozens of miles, the dangerous ancient plank road comes into view.
I saw holes carved into the cliff face, beams inserted, and wooden planks laid on it. People walked on it, touching the cliff face with their hands, looking at the deep and dangerous ravine. The mountain wind suddenly picked up, and the plank road swayed slightly.
Even the bravest passers-by would be frightened at every step.
However, for a master of Qinggong like Zhou Yi, the strange sights that appeared repeatedly before his eyes were extremely pleasing to the eyes.
He traveled around the mountains and often lingered on isolated peaks and cliffs.
This caused some travelers to sigh.
Occasionally, the mist was mixed and the branches were slanted, making it difficult for the traveler to see clearly. He saw a white shadow walking in the air under the cliff of the ancient road. He was so shocked that his eyes widened and he didn't even realize that the package on his back fell off.
I thought I had met a wild immortal from Bashu, a hermit and noble guest outside the mundane world.
Three people make a tiger, and this trip to Daba Mountain added a lot of weird stories.
However, those who know the business know that it is not some fairy monster, but a hermit master with outstanding martial arts skills.
The world is so big, and there are many famous masters who live in seclusion in the mountains.
Just treat it as a feast for the eyes and to broaden your horizons, and don't make a big fuss about it.
Zhou Yi walked through the mountains and saw various fir trees such as spruce, redwood, hemlock, and interspersed with plants such as fragrant fruit, ginkgo, and tung trees. There were birds playing on the trees, and he also saw many wild deer, golden monkeys, and antelopes.
Escaping from the city and integrating into the natural ecology, my heart, which was originally eager to go to Chengdu, quickly calmed down.
After walking a few more miles, we heard the sound of a waterfall and could smell the steam from a distance.
When you get closer, you will see a waterfall like a white dragon rushing over the cliff, rushing down the mountain, which is spectacular.
Zhou Yi's mind moved, and he jumped up the side of the cliff, and found a natural stone cave, which was a good place for meditation and practice.
I felt like practicing martial arts and didn’t want to leave.
When you are hungry, eat dry food; when you are thirsty, drink mountain spring water.
In the next few days, Zhou Yi practiced the two chapters of Xuanzhen Guanzang and Daoxin Zhongmo, as well as the mutated Changsheng Jue in the twelve main meridians, the Ren and Du meridians, and various extraordinary meridians.
At the same time, you can cultivate both sex and life, using the orifice of Dantian to stimulate the orifice of life and death, and then communicate with the ancestral orifice between the eyebrows.
Grandma Dugu's method is both wonderful and strange.
Cultivating both sex and life is supposed to be a secret method to return to the innate state from the acquired.
It can transform the most ordinary true qi into innate true qi, which is refined and condensed.
The purity of his true qi is far beyond the ordinary innate true qi.
But the more this happened, the more difficult it felt to open the ancestral orifice. It was even more difficult to achieve than practicing the various miraculous methods of the twelve main meridians and the eight extraordinary meridians.
The more the true qi is tempered, it feels like the ancestral orifice is welded shut.
Is this just "returning from acquired to innate", and after entering the innate state, it is impossible to practice anymore?
Zhou Yi closed his eyes and thought, trying out the Xuanzhen Qi, Changsheng Zhenqi, and Rendu Demonic Qi.
He continued to use his true Qi to impact the ancestral orifice. No matter how much true Qi was injected into the wind gap, the ancestral orifice was like a bottomless pit and he could not release any Qi.
This continued for several days.
Although the ancestral orifice is not opened, the essence, energy and spirit are extremely strong, and the true energy in the regular and extraordinary meridians is also abnormally active.
It can be seen that this secret method is correct.
Maybe there is some secret that Little Phoenix doesn't know. Just go to Dongdu and ask your grandmother.
Thinking this way, he no longer had any distracting thoughts.
Time flies and more than half a month has passed.
He had already eaten all the dry food on him, but there was no shortage of traveling merchants on the Shu Road, so he exchanged Chang Shumou's broken golden shield with others.
When we travel around the world, as long as there is no hatred, as long as there is enough food, we will help each other.
Not only did they get some dry food, but occasionally some new wine and dried meat.
The taste was ordinary, but once Zhou Yi tasted it, he felt that the flavor was almost as good as the feast that Xiuxun had carefully prepared.
A month later, he had trained the foot Shaoyang Gallbladder Meridian to the Tianchong acupoint.
At the same time, the Yinwei meridian in the extraordinary meridian is completely opened.
Perhaps due to the influence of the beautiful mountains and rivers, the progress of practicing exercises is three or four months faster than expected.
The 137th day after the emperor's death.
At the beginning of the Wei hour, Zhou Yi, who was warming and nourishing the Yin meridians, opened his eyes from closed.
I heard the birds flying away in fright and the monkeys flying far away.
On the ancient road in Bashan, branches suddenly flew and trees fell, footsteps became hurried, and shouts of fighting and killing could be heard continuously.
“Ah~!”
The screams were more mournful than the howls of monkeys, echoing in the empty valley. Someone fell off a cliff and was smashed to pieces.
A hundred feet in front of Huiyan Waterfall, hundreds of chaotic figures were fighting in one place.
The road to Shu is difficult not only because of the road itself, but also because of the bandits along the way.
The people coming from the east are not only more numerous, but also more brutal.
Especially the four people in the front who were wielding knives, every time they swung their sword, someone died.
I don’t know what kind of knife technique is so strange.
A dark and strong man emerged from the side with more people. He held a spear and charged into the enemy camp like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey.
His spear skills were similar to those of several swordsmen. With the infusion of internal force, the poisonous dragon drilled a hole and stabbed out seven or eight light shadows. Four more people wailed and fell to the ground. Some were hit once, and some were hit twice.
Whenever he made a move, he would make a bloody hole.
Seeing his companions dead, a strong man holding a knife shouted: "Taihang evil thieves! I will fight you to the death!"
He slashed out with a blade of energy.
The opponent immediately lowered his waist and sat on the horse, his qi sank into his dantian, and his internal force poured into the spear like a rushing river.
He exhaled and shouted, and the strength of his arms and hips instantly twisted into one, and the spear turned into a black sharp light that tore through the air, piercing the opponent's heart at a speed that was difficult to see with the naked eye.
The knife-wielding sturdy man's sword energy collided with the true power of the spear, and he had a chance to retreat.
But when the spear flew towards him, his movements were stiff, and he only avoided the vital parts, but was pierced by the spear and fell off the cliff.
Even if he had the protective Qi, he would die instantly if he fell from such a high place.
"Brother Liao~!"
The others shouted, but it was too late to save the situation.
Liao Liang, the knife maniac among the three heroes and four madmen of the Yellow River Gang, died in Bashan.
Deputy gang leader Wu Sansi's expression changed, and he looked at the Taihang Gang's mortal enemies in disbelief.
When it comes to understanding the Taihang Gang, no one can surpass the Yellow River Gang.
They even knew which brothel Huang An, the leader of the Taihang Gang, liked to visit and which prostitute he loved.
At this moment, I was both shocked and confused.
Where did Huang An get so many strange masters?
During a brief moment of thought, two more gang members were killed and fell to the ground.
"Don't be distracted. These people are skilled in spiritual mysticism."
Wu Sansi swung his sword, killing one man. While keeping his mind focused, he used his more powerful internal strength to repel a strange knife expert. He kicked up a flying stone and hit the black man with the spear. He reached out to grab his fellow gang member's shoulder, trying to save him.
But the black man from the Taihang Gang was no less powerful than him. His spearmanship pierced through the flying rocks, and at the moment when Wu Sansi was taking his gang members away, he stabbed the man through the chest.
Moreover, the spear's momentum did not decrease, and it went straight towards Wu Sansi.
The other three powerful swordsmen swung their swords and attacked.
In the face of crisis, two old men rushed out from beside Wu Sansi, each swinging a double-handed sword to slash at him.
The two sides fought hard, and the fourth swordsman, who had just been forced back by Wu Sansi, attacked Wu Sansi from the flank.
The balance was immediately broken.
The old man rushed to rescue Wu Sansi, but the black Hansen from the Taihang Gang, who was holding a spear, sneered and let Wu Sansi go. He bent his spear and threw it flying. The old man hurriedly held his sword to block, but was hit by a huge force and retreated half a foot and fell off the cliff.
"Old Hu~!!"
Wu Sansi, Xi Jie and Fan Shaoming, the three heroes of the Yellow River, shouted out in grief and anger at the same time, the pain in their hearts was beyond words.
The old man Hu was doomed to die after falling into the deep cliff, but he never expected this.
Everyone caught a startled glimpse of a white shadow that broke through the clouds on the edge of the cliff and swooped down like an eagle soaring into the sky.
Hu Xiuhuai fell five feet off a cliff and knew he was going to die.
Suddenly, a strong wind blew in my face, and a white shadow came towards me, which was hard to see clearly. My falling momentum stopped suddenly, and I felt someone grabbing my shoulder, which hurt. The whole situation went from a rapid fall to a rapid rise.
I was horrified, I couldn't believe how someone could have such a skill.
In a hurry, he realized that the person holding him was sticking to the cliff wall, with his five claws forming a strong force that pierced through the rock.
With a bit of leverage, his figure flashed up as well.
Old man Hu had a close call with death and then set foot on the ancient Bashan Road with mixed feelings.
Not only the Three Heroes of the Yellow River, but even the people from the Taihang Gang stopped for a while.
A young man in white stepped onto the wall, his garments pristine and untouched by dust. A hazy mist lingered around him. He stood alone, his eyes reflecting the colors of the mountains and rivers, his mind focused on the mysteries of heaven and earth.
Deputy gang leader Wu Sansi looked at Xi Jie and Fan Shaoming, and the two of them looked back at him.
The information exchanged in the eyes is the same.
The three heroes were confused and looked at the terrifying cliff, their bodies trembling.
They looked at the young man in white and felt that he had a temperament that was completely different from that of ordinary people.
I feel that his body is as ancient as the rocks, and he is not an ordinary person of this mortal world. Could it be that he is a person who is favored by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and lives in isolation from the world?
The three heroes shook their heads. They were relatively sober people.
Thinking of the scene they had just seen, if Hu Xiuhuai had not been right next to them, they would even have thought it was an illusion.
Seeing such a master appear in Daba Mountain, the people of Taihang Gang did not dare to act rashly.
Wu Sansi glanced at his mortal enemy, turned back, bowed, clasped his fists, and said, "Senior."
He looks young, but he might be over a hundred years old.
Wu Sansi was about to speak again when he saw the young man raise his hand to stop him, and then he flashed in front of them.
Seventy or eighty people from the Taihang Gang came here and all retreated.
"The Taihang Gang has no intention of offending you. We hope you will give Gang Leader Huang some face."
The black man with the spear felt a pressure and took two and a half steps back while speaking.
"Who taught you Kung Fu?"
"Of course it's Gang Leader Huang An."
"lie."
Zhou Yi moved his feet, and the black man reacted quickly and attacked with all his strength.
The muscles in his arms were knotted, and he roared loudly. With his waist as the axis, the power rose from the ground, passed through his legs, waist, back, shoulders, and finally poured into his arms.
The heavy iron spear, with the dull sound of wind and thunder, drew a crescent-shaped arc of light that was as powerful as a rotten tree, sweeping across a large area in front of it!
Under the stimulation of internal force, the spear shadow seemed to expand instantly, covering a wider area. The strong wind it brought up swept up all the dust and gravel on the ground, forming a deadly fan of death.
However, under this powerful sweeping force, a slender hand reached in and grabbed the spear shadow.
The strong wind whimpered and was torn open. All the spiritual secrets and violent true energy dissipated in an instant.
The spear was caught by a hand and fixed in the air!
The black man gritted his teeth and exerted all his strength, and was immediately terrified, but his spear did not move at all.
He quickly threw away his spear and turned around to retreat.
But just as he took a step, he heard the sound of wind suddenly getting faster beside his ears, and a hand grabbed his head, as if sucking out his soul, causing him to lose consciousness instantly.
Zhou Yi inhaled a stream of true energy into the great acupoint at the top of his head, revealing a look of understanding.
He flew sideways and rushed towards the other four swordsmen.
The people from the Yellow River Gang saw a shocking scene. A white shadow flashed among the four Taihang Gang masters. Three of them were killed by a claw, just like the master with the spear.
The last person slashed with a sharp knife.
But as soon as the steel knife touched the palm power, it broke into several pieces in an instant and was killed by a claw.
An expert could tell at a glance that all the true energy from the knife, body, and the strikes of this knife expert was shattered, which led to his quick death.
There is obviously an insurmountable chasm between the two opposing sides.
The Three Heroes of the Yellow River were dumbfounded, as were the people from the Taihang Gang.
Suddenly there was a burst of screams, and the rest of the Taihang Gang members fled for their lives, not daring to worry about their mortal enemy, the Yellow River Gang.
Zhou Yi ignored the fleeing men and reminisced about the night he fought against the four bandits at Pegasus Ranch.
Wu Sansi was known as the "living Zhuge" in the Yellow River Gang. In the early years, he was in charge of the bodyguard business of the Yellow River shipping, and he was also the most capable general that Dapeng Tao Guangzu relied on.
His clever brain froze at this moment.
Along the way in Daba Mountain, they also killed several strange masters and knew their strengths and weaknesses.
The last five people left are the strongest in this group.
The awe in the eyes of several people looking at Zhou Yi was hard to conceal.
The Yellow River Gang is the largest gang among the eight gangs and ten associations in the world. It has taken root in the Yellow River for hundreds of years and is powerful in the Yellow River basin.
The Li family has great influence in Guanzhong and has been trying to win them over.
But facing such a peerless master, even if they were not helped by the other party, Wu Sansi and others were too embarrassed to mention bandit nicknames such as "Three Heroes and Four Madmen" to avoid being laughed at.
"Thank you for saving my life, senior."
Hu Xiuhuai's sword had fallen into the deep cliff. At this time, he clasped his fists and bowed to express his gratitude.
Zhou Yi smiled slightly and helped the old man up.
He looked older than before, but his appearance had not changed much.
Wu Sansi noticed that the young man in front of him had a different attitude.
He seemed to be more friendly towards Mr. Hu.
"Brother Hu, you've got the wrong person. I'm not some senior."
Hu Xiuhuai took a breath and felt that the person in front of him looked a little familiar, but he seemed to be old and he could not remember his identity.
He was a straightforward person and asked directly:
"My benefactor, have we met before?"
"yes."
Zhou Yi smiled and took a step towards the edge of the cliff: "A few years ago, you invited me to drink at Dapengju. I was deeply impressed."
Dapengju?
Tao Guangzu, the leader of the Yellow River Gang, loved drinking, especially Xingyang Tukuchun, so he opened many hotels, all named Dapengju.
Zhou Yi only mentioned these three words, and Hu Xiuhuai couldn't guess which family it was.
He is a connoisseur of wine and has treated people to drinks countless times.
It happened a few years ago, I can't remember it right now.
Hu Xiuhuai was about to ask again, but Zhou Yi had already spoken: "Brother Hu, how did you get hunted by these people?"
Hu Xiuhuai temporarily put aside his doubts and responded:
"The Taihang Gang colluded with the bandits in Daba Mountain and set an ambush, which is why we are in such a predicament. As for the origins of these people, we are also unclear. I don't know where Huang An recruited them."
As he spoke, he looked carefully at the dark-skinned man with the spear, but still had no impression of him.
"Are you going to Bashu?"
"Yes, this time I followed the leader's order to find the leader of the Qiang tribe of the Ba League, Monkey King Feng Zhen. Leader Feng and my leader were acquainted in our early years, so we are old friends."
Zhou Yi reacted very quickly:
"Has the Yellow River Gang sided with the Li Clan?"
Although Wu Sansi didn't say anything, he was listening carefully to every word.
From this sentence, I suddenly felt that the other party's tone had changed.
Hu Xiuhuai, however, did not have Wu Sansi's scheming. He said frankly, "The Li Clan has already occupied Chang'an. Although the gang leader has not made a clear statement, he has already made plans. Otherwise, he would not have used such an old friendship."
"The leader of the Li Clan invited us to be their guest. After returning, he asked us to go to Chengdu to seek out the leader of the Feng Alliance. He hopes to persuade him so that both families can support the Li Clan together."
It is true.
Zhou Yi glanced at the old man in front of him and shook his head slightly: "I heard that there have been many bad things in Bashu recently. Brother Hu, please be careful."
After saying this, he did not even say hello to Wu Sansi and the others.
With a leap, he disappeared on the mountain path in a few steps.
The Three Heroes of the Yellow River hesitated to speak.
Hu Xiuhuai hurriedly shouted, "Please tell me your name, benefactor! I will never forget your kindness!"
After a moment of silence, the mist suddenly began to dance on the edge of the cliff.
A voice came from afar:
"You and I were only ten miles apart. I saved you once. We met in the land of wine, but the road is long, and the favor is gone."
After hearing this, Wu Sansi looked at Hu Xiuhuai.
This old man has a hot temper. He is the "Ten-mile Madman" among the three heroes and four madmen of the Yellow River Gang. If anyone dares to touch his friends within ten miles of him, he will fight and kill for his friends.
The other party mentioned this title, which is obviously related to this.
Some members of the Yellow River Gang were dealing with the corpse, while Wu Sansi and Fan Shaoming walked over to Hu Xiuhuai.
Xi Jie put away his red tassel spear and frowned:
"Am I mistaken? This master's attitude towards us seems to have changed dramatically."
Fan Shaoming said: "That's right."
"He saved our lives, so he should give us a chance to express his gratitude. Although Fan's life is worthless, he is not an ungrateful person."
"But you look down on us?"
Wu Sansi saw that he was thinking in the wrong direction and couldn't help shaking his head: "The problem is not here, I think it has something to do with the Li family."
"Many heroes are vying for supremacy, and the Li clan has occupied Guanzhong. If he came from another faction, he would definitely regard us as his enemy. If that's really what I think, he's still willing to help. His broad-mindedness is truly admirable."
Xi Jie and Fan Shaoming quickly looked at Hu Xiuhuai and said, "Old Hu, think carefully about when you have ever invited such a master to a drink."
Hu Huaixiu was still in deep thought.
The Three Heroes of the Yellow River walked to the edge of the cliff. If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, no one would have believed that there was such a skill.
Wu Sansi asked, "Who has the best Qinggong in all of Kyushu?"
Xi Jie said, "It's naturally Ning Sanren, the foremost person in the Dao sect, who is well versed in the creation of heaven and earth, inaction and action, and is profoundly connected to all things. I heard that he has the Xiaoyao footwork, so in terms of Qinggong, he should be the best."
"Ning Sanren's skill is naturally the highest, and his Qinggong is the best."
Fan Shaoming murmured, "I'm afraid it has to be General Zhou from Jiangnan. It's said that he can walk on the wind, soar through the air, and even ride on a cloud crane. His lightness skills are unparalleled in the world, and he can even take the head of a person in the midst of a huge army!"
After saying that, the three of them suddenly fell silent.
Looking down at the cliff again, I saw the rolling clouds and could faintly hear the roar of the river in the distance.
That Grand Commander Zhou suppressed the contemporary people and was the first among the younger generation. It was said that he was also dressed in white and had an extremely handsome appearance.
Comparing the two, don’t they fit together?
This also explains the other party's attitude.
Fan Shaoming hurriedly asked Hu Xiuhuai, "Old Hu, have you ever had a drink with General Zhou?"
Shili Kuang frowned deeply: "How is that possible?"
"How could I not be impressed if I drank with such a person?"
He denied it outright, and suddenly his head exploded, and a familiar face appeared in his mind.
Yingyangfu Army, Tiger and Leopard Camp, Dapeng Residence, Fuzi Mountain, Taiping Dao.
The young man who was being hunted and was very knowledgeable about wine was also called Zhou Yi.
Hu Xiuhuai raised his head and roared to the sky: "I'm confused, I'm confused, it turned out to be him!"
At this moment, the old man understood better the meaning of the twelve words "Meeting in the country of wine, the road is long, and the kindness is gone."
I heard a "bang".
Just as the Three Heroes of the Yellow River were about to ask, the old man slammed his knees onto the ground, his face full of shame.
"Lao Hu, what are you doing!"
Hu Xiuhuai said, "It's a shame I even have the nickname 'Ten Miles Madman'. I hesitated at first and didn't help in time, only to regret it afterwards. Now that someone has risked their life to save me, there's no such thing as a debt of gratitude. I owe them everything."
"Not only that, but I will become an enemy of my benefactor. Wouldn't that make me a shameful ungrateful person who repays kindness with enmity?"
He sighed and said, "This time I will disobey Lord Peng's orders and follow the leader's side. I will not say a word for the Li family."
Xi Jie asked, "Is he really the Grand Commander Zhou?"
Fan Shaoming looked embarrassed and didn't know what to do: "We almost owe him two lives."
The first time was to save them, and the second time was to not kill them.
"Wu Zhuge, what should we do? Make a decision quickly."
Xi Jie's grip on the gun was a little unsteady. "I've often heard of General Zhou, but this is the first time I've seen him in person. I feel like the rumors are a bit exaggerated. It seems he's going to Bashu, too. Favors aside, if we really want to go against him, don't we all need to prepare some coffins?"
Wu Sansi remained calm, stroking his chin and thinking for a long time before saying:
"Old Hu, tell me your story first."
Upon hearing this, Hu Xiuhuai told him about what happened near Fule City.
The three of them finally realized another identity of General Zhou.
"He is actually the Taiping Heavenly Master!"
At this moment, as the brain of the Yellow River Gang, Wu Sansi thought of too many things.
Put aside all the chaos and struggles for hegemony.
He thought of a suffocating piece of news: "Four years ago, he was hunted by the Tiger and Leopard Camp?"
Hu Xiuhuai nodded. "He wasn't doing well at the time. I thought he'd died by the river, and I was depressed for a long time. I even went to find Master Peng and asked him to go with me to cause trouble for Yuwen Chengdu. However, Yuwen Chengdu never showed up again."
Fan Shaoming and Xi Jie took a deep breath:
"In such a short time, he has grown to this level."
Wu Sansi frowned and pulled the embarrassed Hu Xiuhuai to his feet. "Let's go to Bashu. If we meet this Zhou Tianshi again, Old Hu, you should speak first and clear up the misunderstanding."
"What misunderstanding?" Hu Xiuhuai asked in confusion.
Wu Sansi said: "Master Peng was tricked by Li Yuan. We missed too much information."
"Li Yuan must be fully aware of all this about Tianshi Zhou, but Master Peng has been kept in the dark. The people from the Wulin Holy Land have also been dispatched. They probably knew Tianshi Zhou was coming a long time ago, but we are the only ones who are confused."
Fan Shaoming said, "If this is the case, wouldn't we be in danger? Why didn't the Li Clan leader make this clear in advance?"
"If we die at the hands of Grand Commander Zhou, Master Peng will go all the way to the end and surrender all 20,000-plus men of the Yellow River Gang to the Li Clan. Compared to the entire gang, our deaths will have little impact on the Li Clan."
After Wu Sansi finished speaking, Fan Shaoming and others changed their expressions.
Xi Jie asked: "What should we do?"
"Go see Alliance Leader Feng first. Just to strengthen our friendship. Don't mention anything about the Li Clan."
"So, we have to go talk to the Grand Commander and let him know that we have nothing to do with the Li Clan."
Xi Jie was about to speak, but Wu Sansi interrupted him:
"Those of us who live in the underworld don't expect to be kings or overlords, but we just want to make a living and we must not destroy our own bowl. Li Yuan is only trying to win over Master Peng. There is some friendship between the two sides, but it's not to the extent of asking us, the Yellow River Gang, to risk our lives for him."
As the deputy gang leader, Wu Sansi's words set the tone.
Fan Shaoming and Xi Jie could both feel the change in his words.
This Sheng Zhuge did not have this attitude before.
But it's normal.
In terms of personal charm, Li Yuan's performance was really poor, and the Guanzhong gangs all knew that he was a lustful man.
As for the power of the Li family, it is not so great that they would be willing to offend such a master.
What's more, the other party is also a hegemon.
When the Yellow River Gang hit the road again, their mood was very different.
On the high cliff, Zhou Yi saw the Yellow River Gang leaving.
After taking a look at this gang fight, he didn't want to pay any attention to it, but he took action when he saw an old friend.
As for the fact that the Yellow River Gang stood on the side of the Li family, he didn't take it to heart.
On the contrary, those people from the Taihang Gang attracted him more.
After spending another five days at the waterfall, Zhou Yi set off on his journey.
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After walking and stopping for more than ten days, a big city appeared in front of them, with a city wall more than seven feet high.
However, I am used to seeing the magnificent walls of Jiangdu.
In Zhou Yi's eyes, Chengdu at this moment could only be described as petite and exquisite.
Bashu in the Sui Dynasty inherited the management of the Southern Liang, Western Wei, and Northern Zhou dynasties, and also experienced a brief period of peace when the world was unified.
As the capital of Shu County, Chengdu was not only an important political and military center in the southwest, but also an important commercial port connecting the Western Regions, Nanzhong and the Central Plains.
As soon as Zhou Yi entered the capital, he felt the vibrant life, and the unique comfort and prosperity of Shu was everywhere.
The three major local forces in Bashu were also influenced by this atmosphere and held a meeting to decide the fate of the Shu people. They did not claim to be kings or hegemons, but defended Shu County and waited for a wise leader to appear.
It was his first time entering this big city, and he felt a little confused.
The feeling was similar to the first time I went to Nanyang.
The two sides are really a bit similar. In Nanyang, there is the big leader Yang Zhen, and here there are three major forces: Duzunbao, Sichuan Gang, and Bameng.
There was a chaotic war outside, but these two places were not affected by the war.
As for fighting in the martial arts world, it is inevitable wherever there are people.
Zhou Yi saw the wall and gate of the neighborhood.
The alley is home to ordinary people. The houses with white walls and black tiles are compactly arranged in deep courtyards. You can hear the sounds of children playing, women pounding clothes, and neighbors greeting each other.
Going further, you will notice how different it is from Nanyang.
There is a moat outside the city, and there are dense rivers and canals inside the city.
When Li Bing dug the Dujiangyan water system, it nourished the Chengdu Plain, and the Jinjiang River, Jieyuxi River, Jinshui River and other rivers passed through the city.
The river water here is clear and suitable for boating.
Willows sway by the river, and on the stone steps, the washwomen are clacking clothes with mallets and talking with sweet laughter.
Flat-bottomed boats loaded with grain, Shu brocade, well salt, and mountain products came and went, and the boatmen's calls were rough and melodious.
After walking for a while, Zhou Yi also felt at ease.
However, this city is extremely large, and it is pitch black. There are streets and roads everywhere, and I don’t know where to go.
Zhou Yi thought about it and now had two places to go. The first was to go south to Meishan County to find fellow Taoist Yuan Tiangang.
The second option is to stay in Chengdu and find a rich young man.
With Hou Xibai's charm, he should have gotten it done by now, right?
Maybe he has become the son-in-law of the gun master Fan Zhuo. In that case, I should go to the Sichuan Gang.
Zhou Yi smiled mischievously and thought it would be better to stay in Chengdu.
Wait until we have figured out the situation in Shu County before going to look for Yuan Tiangang.
With this plan in mind, Zhou Yi stopped wandering around. He looked up at the sun, then looked around to find a food shop to fill his stomach.
For gourmets, Shu is a country of delicious food.
Zhou Yi was looking for some wine and food when, coincidentally, a fragrant aroma wafted into his nose.
The fragrance was at a distance, but he had a keen sense of smell and immediately found the direction.
After crossing a small wooden bridge, I looked up and saw a two-story bamboo building.
There is a large wine jar below, and the sign reads "Qingzhu Cottage".
There were people busy on the first floor, but not many customers.
The second floor was even quieter, without a single guest, but the fragrance Zhou Yi smelled came from inside.
That's strange.
He went straight up to the second floor, lifted the bamboo curtain and walked inside, where he saw a girl in blue printed clothes pouring wine into a gourd.
The fragrance comes from the wine.
The young woman was graceful and elegant, with a carefree demeanor. She turned her head, her eyes dark and bright, and her features, though not stunningly beautiful, were nonetheless quite pretty.
When she saw Zhou Yi, she showed a strange look.
If I hadn't heard the sound of the bamboo curtain shaking just now, I would never have known someone came in.
After glancing at Zhou Yi's face, the young girl's clear voice rang out: "Sir, what can I do for you?"
Zhou Yi pointed at the gourd in her hand and asked, "What kind of wine is this?"
"Pitong wine."
"Oh? What's that? Why does it smell so good?"
The girl smiled and said, "Young Master, you must be a visitor from out of town. But the fact that you can smell its unique fragrance shows that you are a refined person."
She added, "This wine originated in the Han Dynasty. It is fermented in sealed bamboo tubes, which allows the bamboo fragrance to penetrate into the wine, giving it a fresh and elegant flavor."
"The Huayang Guozhi mentions the 'beautiful wine' of Shu, and that's what they're referring to. As to why it's so fragrant, that's the secret of the An Datou."
"Which Anhui will lead the charge?"
The girl stared at Zhou Yi. "He's An Long, the largest wine merchant in the entire southwest, known as the Fat Merchant of Bashu. He's the head of multiple guilds, so he's called the Head of the An Guild."
It turned out to be this guy.
It is said that fish know the origin of Bingxue's beauty, and wine recalled from Pitong does not need to be bought. Zhou Yi was touched and took out a broken shield of Chang Shumou with great courage.
"I want this gourd of wine."
The girl smiled lightly: "Sir, this wine is not for sale"
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(End of this chapter)
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