Chapter 92 She's Just My Sister
The sun hangs in the middle of the sky, and the waves of the Baihe River roll gently, sparkling like broken jade.
Zhou Yi looked around and listened quietly. There was only the sound of waves and the occasional bird song, nothing unusual.
He carefully glanced at the woman's ankles. Her calves were curled up in the water plants, and she was wearing shoes.
I just met Shi Feixuan, and I was afraid that another evil witch would come.
That really helps the demon girl to practice.
Zhou Yi took a few steps closer, his eyes gradually changing.
Weak breathing and a murderous aura.
If you feel it carefully, you will not be wrong. It is the evil magic developed by those old monsters, which comes from the same source as the poison in Su Yun.
Her breathing was getting weaker and weaker, and she was about to die.
Recalling the intelligence Chen Laomou had obtained and combining it with the information collected by the Nanyang Gang, Zhou Yi pondered for a moment and looked at the sword in his hand again.
If he was really someone from the charity cemetery, he should have been injured by the Queen.
How could he be filled with evil spirit?
Internal strife?
This is normal, after all, it is an old tradition of the Demon Sect.
Zhou Yi looked at the girl a few more times and knew that she couldn't be pretending, but he couldn't figure out her identity.
Thinking of the many doubts he had about the charity cemetery, he walked to the river.
He lifted her up under her arms and pulled her towards the shore.
"Hello, can you hear me?"
Zhou Yi shouted twice and slapped her face twice, but she didn't respond.
He was seriously injured.
Fortunately, he had been a "doctor" in the Nanyang Gang for many days, so he was naturally familiar with dealing with this kind of poison.
He then turned the girl's back over, supported the back of her neck with his left hand, and placed his right palm on her central acupoint.
A stream of true energy is injected into the Mingmen acupoint.
The intersection and control of the two acupoints can stimulate the mind.
This method was taught by the old doctor Wu Dexiu, who was a descendant of Hua Tuo and a top medical master in Nanyang, Huai'an and Xiangyang. If it weren't for the old doctor Wu's care, Su Yun would have died long ago.
There is a pure and thick true energy in the girl's body, and her foundation is much stronger than Su Yun's.
Zhou Yi was able to explore her ordinary acupoints and qi points, which was equivalent to peeking into her method of practicing martial arts.
After the evil poison in the center and the vital point was cleared away, the girl breathed a sigh of relief.
Zhou Yi protected her heart meridian and pressed it with his palm. She opened her mouth and spat out a mouthful of black blood.
They just tried to stabilize the injury and didn't provide any further treatment.
"Cough cough cough"
She coughed three times and spat out another mouthful of blood.
He seemed to have regained some consciousness, leaned against the stone behind him, opened his tired eyes and turned in the direction of Zhou Yi.
Those were a pair of eyes with a faint blue hue and translucent whites. They should have been as clear as the oasis on the Mobei grassland, but now they were dimmed.
This loss of color is not just a response to physical pain.
There is also a sense of loss of spirit and soul, which is even more lonely and sad than autumn in the wilderness.
She closed her eyes, as if checking her internal condition.
In an instant, he met Zhou Yi's gaze.
"Who are you?"
"Passerby," Zhou Yi plunged his fiery longsword into the broken sand by the river, "Is this your sword?"
"yes."
The girl touched her chest and said, "Your Qi is very special. It is resisting the evil spirits of the Red Evil Hand."
She took a breath and said, "Go ahead. When they catch up to you, you will be put into a coffin by Old Demon Zhou."
The girl's eyes were dull and her face was depressed.
After saying that, he looked towards Baihe and waited quietly for death.
She was seriously injured and dying, no longer able to resist the evil spirit, and could only wait for it to slowly corrode her heart.
suddenly
The passerby walked up to her, and before she could say anything, he pressed her back and injected her with Qi.
This time, the true energy protecting the heart meridian was thicker, and the evil energy was sealed around the heart meridian, unable to move.
She was well aware of the strangeness of the Red Evil Demon, and now she had a kind of true energy that could perfectly suppress it. If the old demon Zhou were here, she wondered what expression he would have.
"Why don't you practice your skills?"
Zhou Yi squatted down and looked at her curiously.
"I'll help you protect your heart meridian. With your skills, you should have a chance to fight against the evil spirit now. Why don't you struggle?"
"You don't understand"
The girl only said three words, and seemed to be touched by something sad, and her depression became even worse.
"Let me guess," Zhou Yi sat down, "you are one of the eight masters in the Black Stone Charity Manor, right?"
The girl agreed.
"Then you were attacked and injured. This betrayal by your companions hurt you deeply, didn't it?"
The girl turned her head and stared at him with rather exotic eyes.
"What do you want to know?"
"I'm curious about what's going on at the Black Stone Charity Manor. You don't look like someone from the Demon Sect, so how did you get together with them?"
"Friends of the same religion invited me," she added. "I was riding a horse in Yuguan and ran into them by chance, and then headed south here."
Yuguan, also known as Shanhaiguan.
Zhou Yi pondered for a moment, and suddenly felt as if the clouds and mists had cleared: "Great Ming Reverend Sect?"
The girl's eyes changed slightly, but her words remained emotionless: "You know so much."
With just this one sentence, Zhou Yi reviewed the identities of the four disciples of the Evil Emperor and connected them all: "Did Master Zhou invite you here?"
This time.
The girl's dark blue eyes finally showed a hint of surprise: "Who are you?"
Zhou Laofang is one of the five types of demons in the Daming Zun Sect, and is also Zhou Laotan's twin brother.
In this way, Zhou Yi's messy thoughts were completely sorted out.
These two brothers are ruthless and ruthless, and they teamed up to cheat the masters of the Daming Zun Sect.
You two bastards, don’t bring the Great Lord Mobei here too.
"I'm the head of a small Taoist temple nearby. I have some background, but I'm not a big shot."
"lie."
The girl ruthlessly exposed the secret: "Not many people in the Central Plains know the secrets of our sect. Since you can call out the name Zhou Laofang, you must have had contact with our sect."
Zhou Yi smiled and said, "I heard that your sect has the Great Venerable, the Good Mother, and the Atom, and that they also have the ten great masters under their command, the Five Bright Sons and the Five Demons. I wonder which one of them you are, young lady?"
Seeing that he knew everything about the Great Ming Religion, the girl's heart had already died, but now she didn't want to die with doubts and confusion.
So I replied:
"I am the Wonderful Fire Master, one of the Five Masters."
It turned out to be the Fire Girl. Zhou Yi looked at the sword and nodded secretly.
The girl said coldly, "The dead can keep your secrets. Tell me, who are you?"
"Have you ever heard of the Taiping Heavenly Master?"
The girl's dark blue eyes widened slightly as she heard these words. "Taiping Hongbao, it turns out to be you."
Huh? Zhou Yi touched his nose.
Am I famous like this?
"It's because of those rumors you spread that Zhou Laotan went to look through the Taoist texts. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to cultivate the Dao Heart Demon Cultivation Technique from the martial arts taught by his Bare Hands, and there wouldn't have been the Red Evil Demon. He wouldn't have sent his brother to look for me."
She tilted her head in anger.
Being betrayed by fellow believers has shattered her "doctrinal beliefs" and left her without spiritual support.
Now he meets the culprit again before he dies, and he is completely depressed.
If I had known this would happen, I would have died without saying a word.
Seeing that she looked like she was against him, Zhou Yi felt wronged and didn't want to take the blame:
"If you want to blame someone, blame Li Mi. He owes me a large sum of gold and wants to default on it, so he spread rumors to harm me. You and I are both victims."
"You are a dead man. If I lied to you, there would be no need to reveal my identity."
Huo Cainu thought about it and nodded slightly.
"How could Zhou Laotan, who is researching the Dao Heart Demon Cultivation Technique, contact you?"
Seeing her hesitation, Zhou Yi said, "Tell me, maybe I can do something for you, such as letting you die peacefully and without pain."
The girl shuddered slightly, staring blankly at the young man's face in front of her.
"He is seeking the 'Illuminating Light Sutra' of our religion, the 'Sabrakam', the most sacred text of our religion, and the 'Sutra on the Wisdom of the Origin of All Things', the most profound and enigmatic of all texts."
"Most of Zhou Laotan's methods of cultivating evil spirits are crippled. They are caused by a person's mental problems. Those who have lost their minds are incomplete and will forever be crippled."
"He wanted to use the Light Sutra and the Sabrakan to control the evil spirit, and use the residual Dao to plant the true Dao and the true demon, and then combine them with the body to complete the alternative planting of him and practice the Dao Heart Planting Demon Great Method."
Zhou Laotan's idea is shocking.
Zhou Yi pondered for a moment: "Miss, do you have the Scripture of Wisdom of the Origin of All Things?"
"I am Wu Ming Zi, not an atom. How could the great master pass on the Wisdom Sutra to me?"
Zhou Yi knew it was impossible, but he still felt sorry in his heart.
"You look so hopeless, is it because you were betrayed and attacked by your companions?"
She stopped talking again.
Zhou Yi said calmly, "Betrayal, breaking one's promise, and forgetting one's principles for the sake of profit are nothing to the Demon Sect. Don't you understand this when you're dealing with them?"
"The Demon Sect is the Demon Sect, and the Holy Religion is the Holy Religion. I have always believed in the words of the Good Mother. She said that the Holy Religion does not have betrayal, only direction. The believers should go in that direction, find their roots in Persia, rule over all things, and ultimately achieve a pure land."
Her face turned pale. “Unfortunately, this is wrong.”
"Miaoli Mingzi attempted to steal the secret method and escape, and Zhou Laofang captured Miaoli Mingzi. I will also perish as the doctrine collapses."
"The so-called pure land is not even as good as the pure oasis in the northern desert."
The collapse of a person's faith is undoubtedly terrifying.
"If I give you another chance, what will you do?"
The girl looked at the autumn scenery by the river and the surging White River: "I will ride a big-tailed sheep, wandering around the grasslands, and never leave Mobei."
Zhou Yi paused for a moment and slowly said, "I'll see you off for the last time."
"By the way, I still don't know what the girl's name is?"
The girl's dark blue eyes reflected the water of the White River: "My name is Aruina. My mother once said that it is a clear spring under the moonlight."
“Nice name.”
Zhou Yi gathered a breath of Tianshuang Qi, instantly adding a strong sense of winter to the lonely late autumn riverside.
Aruina closed her eyes, "Master Taiping, what's your name?"
"I am Zhou Yi, also known as the Taoist of Yi, and I study the 'Laozi's Whatever I Think Is What I Want' Sutra."
After hearing his strange and funny words, the girl's pale lips actually curled up into a smile before she died.
The cold palm force pressed down on the chest.
Aruina's eyes became increasingly darker and darker. Her consciousness fell into an endless abyss.
Is this what death feels like?
…
The rustling of the reeds shatters the last rays of the setting sun. The reeds are lush and thick, shrouded in mist and smoke.
Shake. Slight shake.
Amidst the endless cold, Aruina felt a warmth, which was the last remaining heat from the setting sun.
She opened her eyes slightly, and the first thing she thought of was.
Have you come to the underworld?
But what was reflected in my eyes were the setting sun, the distant mountains, and the trees on both sides that were constantly retreating.
After waking up, my mind raced.
When she looked down, she found that someone was carrying her on his back. Memories of her previous life came flooding back to her, and she reacted immediately.
However, she didn't speak or struggle at first.
You can hear the sound of the Baihe River and the flapping of wings of birds flying in the sky.
It’s very quiet and peaceful, and I feel like I have let go of many things in my heart.
Is this the Pure Land that Shanmu spoke of?
As a martial arts master, this is a novel experience.
"Are you awake?"
After hearing this, Aruina frowned and said, "Didn't you say you would give me a ride?"
"That's right, but this leg hasn't arrived yet. If you can walk on your own, I'll let you down right now."
"Why did you save me? And how did you do it?"
"I've said before, you and I are both victims, which is why I feel a sense of sympathy. As for why I was able to save you, it's because I've practiced a martial art specifically designed to break down evil spirits. This is your fate."
The girl was silent for a long time, looking sideways at the trees that were constantly retreating.
"Do you Han people have this saying that if someone saves your life, you should repay them with your own body?"
"It's not that rigid, actually. If you're not satisfied with the other person's appearance, you can be more flexible, like saying I'll repay you in my next life. Of course, even if you're satisfied, it won't matter, because I'll refuse too."
Aruina pondered Zhou Yi's words:
"That's good. Firstly, it's different from our Huihe tradition. We can become siblings for saving someone's life. Secondly, I don't really like someone like you."
"What's wrong with me?"
"There are many horse thieves and bandits on the grassland. With your size in Mobei, you can't protect the cattle, sheep, horses, or your woman. So, I don't care that much about your face."
Zhou Yi didn't mind at all: "That's perfect. Actually, I'm quite worried about my charm."
Aruina was very straightforward: "What do you want me to do?"
"According to your Huihe tradition, you can become my distant cousin, start a new life with this identity, and help me look after the house. How about that?"
"Yes, but only for housekeeping. I may not agree to anything else."
"Of course."
Let’s earn money first, Zhou Yi smiled to himself.
Then he asked:
"Since you exchanged scriptures with Zhou Laotan, it means you have read the secret scroll of the Dao Heart Demon Cultivation Technique, correct?"
"I've seen it. I remember one of the pictures showing the exercises clearly. That's exactly why he wanted to kill me."
Aruina understood what he meant: "When we get to your territory, I'll draw it for you."
Zhou Yi was overjoyed, but it still wasn't enough:
"Can you lend me your 'Bright Sutra'?"
"The Light Sutra was mainly practiced by Miaoli Mingzi, but he has been captured by Zhou Laotan. My talent is better than his, so Shanmu asked me to practice the Sabrakan Sutra. However, this sacred book is not complete. If you want to read it, I can also repeat it for you."
"But firstly, you don't understand the doctrine, secondly, you don't have a good mother to help you, and thirdly, the book is incomplete. After reading it, it may do you more harm than good."
"Your Sha-breaking Qi is extremely special, and that..."
The corners of her mouth curled up slightly when she said this, but she quickly suppressed the smile that had not yet appeared: "What kind of sutra is this? It is not inferior to the Sabrakan Sutra. In fact, there is no need to practice it."
Zhou Yi shook his head: "You mentioned before that the texts of the Great Ming Zun Sect talked about refining the spirit in the acupoints. I just wanted to refer to it."
This time, the girl did not refuse.
Zhou Yi took her all the way to Wolong Mountain and walked along the quiet mountain path flanked by ancient cypresses.
"Bringing me back won't necessarily do any good. My actions would be tantamount to apostasy."
"This is something that the Great Master and the Good Mother would never allow. You have found yourself an opponent that is difficult to defeat."
Zhou Yi was silent for a few breaths, then suddenly said:
"This place is thousands of miles away from Mobei. By the time the Great Venerable finds this place, it will be a long time. It's hard to say whether we can contend with it by then."
They were almost at Wuzhuang Temple, and Yina struggled slightly to get off his back.
It turns out she can walk.
Zhou Yi smiled and took a small chrysanthemum from Mr. Xie's fence.
"Autumn chrysanthemums are beautiful, and we pick their flowers in the dew. Congratulations on your new life."
She took it generously: "Thank you."
Just then
Xie Jiyou, who was in the house, heard the noise and stuck his head out to see who the flower thief was.
After catching a glimpse of this man and woman
Old Mr. Xie looked in the direction of Wuzhuang Temple again, and thought of Taoist Crow.
Mr. Xie felt that compared to Taoist Crow, this one looked much more capable.
Zhou Yi greeted Mr. Xie and took Aruina to Wuzhuang Temple.
Not long.
Two little Taoist boys came forward and before they could ask any questions, Zhou Yi introduced them:
"This is Huo Mei, she will be staying in the temple from now on."
Zhou Yi did it on purpose because the Uighur girl always had a cold face.
Aruyina took the initiative to say to the two little Taoist children: "My name is Aruyina."
Xia Shu and Yan Qiu greeted with a smile: "Sister Huo."
A certain Taoist priest was feeling a little proud, but suddenly he noticed the gazes of two little Taoist boys flying towards him, and his expression suddenly changed drastically.
He touched his body and found that the duck he bought from the city had disappeared.
Only then did he remember that he had lost the duck by the river when he was treating the Uighur girl.
The regret in my heart is like a flooding river.
This is really the story of a Huihe girl staying at Wuzhuang Temple and Master Zhou Tianshi being careless and losing a fat duck.
"What's wrong with him?" A hint of doubt appeared on Ina's cold face.
Yan Qiu said, "The abbot is kind-hearted and released a few fat ducks into the countryside."
Xia Shu looked at the Huihe girl and said, "This is called 'You can't have both Sister Fire and the fat duck. You get the person but give up the duck.'"
“Ouch~!”
Qingfeng and Mingyue each took a hit, and the master of Wuzhuang Temple regained his dignity.
As dusk falls on this day
A man wearing a conical hat and a long sword at his waist searched along the Baishui River and found a pool of poisonous blood.
He leaned down to examine it, frowning.
Um?
The man in the bamboo hat looked serious as he noticed a few things placed on a large rock.
After inspection, he put it in his arms.
There was no one around, so the man in the bamboo hat shook his head and left. As he left, he took the duck and ate it to heal his stomach.
The second day.
Zhou Tianshi took the road to the Baishui River and walked on the wild flowers to look for the duck. The duck was nowhere to be found. Immediately, the devilish spirit began to rise, and evil entered his eyes. If the old man saw it, he would surely laugh and open the coffin to invite it in.
Master Zhou Tianshi returned in depression.
…
Fifty-six days after the lion king was trimmed by the emperor.
Inside Wuzhuang Temple, Zhou Yi held two scrolls in his hands.
One of the volumes is a diagram of the practice and movement of qi in the Dao Heart Planting Demon Great Method.
Zhou Yi had a very familiar feeling and couldn't help but take out "The Picture of the Emperor's Tomb".
That one is the Ren Meridian, and this one, "Old Man Sighing in the Coffin", is the Du Meridian.
Once the two are connected, they can run parallel to each other and circulate throughout the body.
This scroll drawn by the Uighur girl was very important to Zhou Yi. After he finished practicing the Ren Meridian, he felt that he had not yet completed his practice.
If you can master this scroll, your magic skills will definitely improve greatly.
But there is a huge problem in front of us. It is not difficult to circulate the true qi through the Du channel.
But
It is a very complex subject to know which ordinary acupoint should be developed into a "Qi Qiao".
Like the previous diagram, this one does not have any cinnabar points.
The emperor was inspired by the monks of Anshan Temple and learned the secret of the Tanzhong acupoint.
That is the research result of Zhou Laotan.
Now that Lao Tan is gone as a guiding light, the Du channel has a total of 28 acupoints. If the wrong acupoint is opened, there is a great danger of going astray.
What's more, this is the great method of planting demons in the heart of Taoism, and the risk factor soars sharply.
Zhou Yi didn't dare to try it randomly.
The Evil Emperor was indeed very vigilant against these four disciples.
There are some methods of luck and changing energy in "The Picture of Old Sigh in the Coffin", which can be a consolation.
Although it does not release Qi, it can be practiced between the Ren and Du meridians to deepen the foundation of true essence.
This can be considered a big step forward.
Zhou Yi thought about it carefully.
Now, there is the "Xuanzhen Guanzang" in the twelve main meridians, and the "Diagram in the Grave" and "Diagram in the Coffin" for the Ren and Du meridians.
The two sides can be separated or combined, and Taoism and demonism can be switched.
This is completely different from the Dao Heart Demon Planting Method, and I'm afraid Lao Xiang can't do it here either.
After frowning and thinking for a long time, Zhou Yi still couldn't figure out his own way.
It can only be attributed to the mysterious relief in the mind.
When he was feeling conflicted, he took out the precious scripture from his arms, which was the "Laozi Xianger Notes".
Immediately, I felt relieved and my frown relaxed.
Never mind, let’s first take a look at the treasured book of the Great Ming Zun Sect.
He took out another volume of "Sabrakan" given by the Uighur girl.
Although incomplete, it captures the true essence.
Huo Mei is a very easy-going person. She doesn't hide anything and even notes her own experience in cultivation.
This is equivalent to exposing one's own flaws.
Good sister
Zhou Tianshi exclaimed in praise and gave the Uighur girl another point.
It is not unfair to call the Daming Zun Sect in Mobei a cult, as many of its followers have been fooled by the Good Mother.
The martial arts of "Sabrakam" are aimed at the human spirit.
Another wonderful technique besides the Root Wisdom Sutra is the "Secret of the Heavenly Top" that you see now.
The so-called zenith refers to the Baihui point on the human body.
In the center of the top of the head.
Subrogan used a secret method to open up the Baihui acupoint, allowing the human spirit to pour down from the top of the head like a waterfall, cleansing the other acupoints.
This way you can practice the essence of Qi and nourish your spirit.
He seems gentle, but he is actually extremely irritable.
Baihui is the gateway to the human body. If you are not careful, you will become mentally disturbed.
According to the Uighur girl, the practice of the "Light Sutra" under the "Sabrakam" is similar to it, but it lacks the essence.
It is no wonder that believers are easily deceived by the Good Mother.
Zhou Yixin had mastered two methods, so he naturally studied them every day.
More than half a month later, Zhou Yi touched the threshold of the secret of the Great Ming Sect and completely opened up the seventh meridian, the Hand Jueyin Pericardium Meridian. At the same time, the demonic energy cultivated in the Ren and Du meridians also increased day by day.
The greater your own power, the more at ease you will feel.
But he did not slack off and continued to practice diligently. After only one day of rest, he began to practice the eighth meridian, the Hand Yangming Large Intestine Meridian.
In the eyes of the Taoist temple's people, during this period, the temple master became a hard-working person.
"Hahaha! Shan is back!"
A long laugh broke the usual tranquility in front of Wuzhuang Temple.
Zhou Yi went out to greet them with a smile. Besides Lao Dan, there was another guest.
This man has thick eyebrows and big eyes, and looks honest.
As soon as he saw Zhou Yi, his eyes lit up. He remembered their chance encounter and immediately took two steps at a time, clasping his fists and saying:
"I am an idler from Tu Temple, and I would like to greet the Master of Wuzhuang Monastery."
Zhou Yi laughed heartily. "What do you mean by idler? Master Zhang is being too modest. I remember clearly that it was Mobei Feng Zhongyan."
"I've only ridden in a carriage like that once in my life, but I'll never forget it."
Master Zhang clasped his fists again and said, "There is a person I once admired, and that person is Xiahou Ying from Pei County, Sishui Commandery."
"If the master of the temple wants to take a ride, Zhang is very willing to do this old job."
Zhou Yi understood his thoughts, smiled at Master Zhang, and did not answer.
But he walked up to him and pulled him into the temple.
"Thanks for your hard work."
Zhou Yi patted Lao Dan's shoulder again.
Shan Xiongxin handed the lance he had been carrying all the way to a strong man, with surprise flashing in his eyes:
"Master Zhang is an excellent horseman. He is a great hermit. I'm afraid he has reached the state of unity between man and horse."
"What surprised me even more was that when I first went to look for him, he ignored me. But as soon as I mentioned your name, Master Zhang started packing his bags."
"What is this called?"
The two little Taoist children said in unison: "This is called 'Virtue is never alone, it will always have neighbors.'"
"Hahaha, almost, almost."
Shan Xiongxin was very happy. When it came to the job of equestrian training, no one was more suitable than him.
Lao Dan brought back a strange man, but he didn't expect that after entering the temple, he met a stranger in purple clothes.
She looked indifferent, but she exuded the temperament of a martial arts master.
Especially the fiery red sword. Shan Xiongxin had good eyesight. He only took a look at it and immediately looked at Zhou Yi with a smile.
"Brother Zhou, who is this?"
"Oh, she's just my sister, um, distant cousin"
Zhou Yi said: "You can call her Miss Fire."
The Huihe girl has already accepted this title. After all, there are only three people in the temple who often come into contact with her: one big and two small.
The two little Taoist boys and Zhou Yi all shouted like this.
Shan Xiongxin muttered quietly: "I think it would be more appropriate to call her Miss Bing."
After he finished speaking, he glanced over.
"Let's just call her Fire Girl. There's nothing wrong with that."
Lao Dan was a smart man and immediately realized that this person was someone difficult to deal with.
Zhang Chi entered the Wuzhuang Temple and burned incense first under the guidance of the disciples.
Since he insisted on doing so, Zhou Yi naturally would not object.
After the incense burning was over, they were invited into the main hall. Two little Taoist boys served tea and Zhou Yi chatted with them about his journey from the Tu Temple.
There weren't many unexpected events along the way, but when we entered Nanyang, we encountered something.
It turned out that Zhang Chi met an acquaintance.
"I met Chen Ruiyang, the deputy leader of the Dangyang Horse Gang, when I was in Mobei. We weren't really close friends, but we did business together, so we were considered business acquaintances."
"They bought fine Turkic horses from the Beiba Gang at Yuguan, and also did fur business."
"Later, we experienced a great war between the Turks and the Khitans. The grasslands were extremely turbulent at that time, so I withdrew from the northern desert and severed ties with the Dangyang caravan."
Zhang Chi showed a trace of reminiscence:
"I haven't been in touch since then. I heard they were doing business in Dangyang and Fuyuan. I didn't expect their business to be so prosperous that they've even expanded to Nanyang."
Zhou Yi pondered.
The Dangyang Horse Gang is the force to which Pegasus Ranch belongs.
Shang Xiuxun, who had a conflict with the Jingshan Sect some time ago and owned a paradise on earth, came to Nanyang to negotiate with the leader.
Only then was the Jingshan Sect dealt with.
The Jingshan Sect was an old acquaintance, and like the Yangxing Society, they owed him ten shops.
"It's rare to meet an old acquaintance in a foreign land."
Zhang Chi nodded and replied, "When we first met, we didn't dare to recognize each other. We looked at each other and then called each other's names."
"He has more things to worry about than I do, and he looks more experienced. I thought his business was going to be big, but he complained that it was difficult to get a foothold in Nanyang."
Zhou Yi asked, "Did Boss Chen mention any specific details?"
"No, it was just a quick meeting, and we didn't have a long conversation."
Zhang Chi smiled and said, "Actually, he saw me here and was eager to chat with me because he wanted to recruit me. When I was traveling in Mobei, I had a bit of a reputation."
"I think you could talk to him again."
Seeing his confusion, Zhou Yi didn't keep him in suspense: "They have some conflicts with the Jingshan Sect. I want to know the inside story."
"That's easy. I'll go to the caravan to find him right away," Zhang Chi said hurriedly and was about to get up after agreeing.
Zhou Yi quickly pulled him down. How could he order people around like that?
After they came back, the temple became much more lively.
For three consecutive days, Zhou Yi did not let him go down the mountain, provided him with plenty of food and wine, and treated him well.
On the fourth day, Master Zhang could no longer sit still. Shan Xiongxin was already half a Nanyang native, so he accompanied him to do the work.
With the connection to the Nanyang Gang, Zhou Yi was able to act much more freely.
In the past, the three words "Taiping Dao" inherently carried a chaotic attribute, and Yang Dalongtou would definitely not tolerate it.
But now that we know the kind of person this Taiping Sect Leader is, we won’t condemn him all at once.
The crisis at Heishi Charity House has been resolved, and Wuzhuang Temple can now operate openly.
Zhou Yi also hopes to live an upright life. No one will like him if he hides from others.
Five days later, when winter came, they returned from the city.
Boss Chen just returned from being out, hence the delay.
"The conflict between the Dangyang Caravan and the Jingshan Sect is indeed quite serious," Zhang Chi sighed. "This is a big deal, and the Jingshan Sect won't give in."
"Tell me about it."
Zhang Chi had fought hard in Mobei before, and he spoke in great detail:
"Sheepskin is quite valuable in Nanyang. Not to mention fur coats and felts, the soft skin can be used to make wine bottles, and the hard leather can be used to make armor and horse and carriage equipment, such as shaft pads and saddles."
"These items are made by many merchants in Nanyang, and then sold as finished products all over the place. They are related to many businesses such as escort agencies and horse caravans."
"The Dangyang Caravan's path in Mobei is far superior to the Jingshan Sect. The Jingshan Sect collaborates with other caravans, but they themselves are not the source. The Dangyang Caravan, on the other hand, are the source."
Zhang Chi grinned and said, "When the people from the Jingshan faction went to Mobei, the three gangs and one faction in the Northern Frontier looked down on them."
"The Pegasus Ranch is different. They have countless fine horses, and their business has spread to the Turks. They have dealings with the grassland tribes under the rule of the Turkic Khan. With this backing, the Dangyang Horse Caravan can have a say in the Northern Frontier."
"The Jingshan Sect only occupies the advantageous position of Nanyang and is a local tyrant. If they were to reach Mobei and knew about the relationship with the Dangyang Caravan, they would probably not dare to travel beyond Yuguan."
Zhou Yi sighed in his heart and began to yearn for that paradise.
Even if we were willing to take the risk and dig out Yang Gong's treasure house, and even if we could arm 30,000 soldiers, we would still not be as wealthy as him.
There is a grassland in my home. I am a beautiful lady who owns the grassland and I am a wealthy man.
"So, the Jingshan Sect is unwilling to allow the Dangyang Caravan to gain a foothold here."
"Exactly."
Zhang Chi said again:
"Unless the Dangyang Caravan hands over their goods to the Jingshan Sect, and the two sides cooperate. This sounds good, but according to Chen Ruiyang, Sect Leader Ren is a cunning man. Knowing that they have connections, he is suppressing the price."
"The Dangyang Caravan wanted to rely on Nanyang to do business in the surrounding areas and refused to give in. Of course, there was also a face issue."
"It's difficult to reach an agreement on this matter for the time being."
Zhou Yi had already thought that if it weren't for Yang Dalong's pressure, the two sides would probably have already started fighting.
"Any follow-up moves by the Dangyang Caravan?"
"have."
"A large quantity of goods will be arriving in the city next spring. It depends on whether the Jingshan Sect will give in or take it head-on."
It will be the beginning of spring, so there is still some time left.
If Sect Leader Ren continues to be tough, Yang Zhen will be in a difficult position. He does not want to offend Pegasus Ranch, and he cannot let the city go into chaos.
If the elbow turns outward, it will also be detrimental to the alliance with the major forces in the city.
After chatting with Master Zhang for a few more words, Zhou Yi put the matter aside for the time being.
After returning to the temple, he thought about it for a while, wrote a note, put it in a brocade bag, and asked someone to give it to Chen Laomou.
Putting aside other things, we must find a way to get the ten shops back first.
If debts are not settled, they can easily become bad debts.
I just don’t know if the head of the Jingshan Sect, Ren, is the great philanthropist Ren.
Hmm? Ren?
Zhou Yi had a bad feeling and suddenly thought of Old Master Ren. Fortunately, Sect Leader Ren did not bear this title.
I stayed on Wolong Mountain for another half a month.
The most leisurely person in the temple should be the Huihe girl. To her, this temple is probably a real pure land.
Besides practicing, she was actually interested in discussing scriptures with two little Taoist children.
The year is coming to an end, the deep winter is approaching, and the weather is getting colder.
Nanyang is backed by the rugged rocks of Funiu Mountain in the north and faces the vastness of the Yangtze and Han Rivers in the south, and has a unique winter charm.
This was Zhou Yi's first winter in Nanyang, and the year was approaching.
On a snowy day in the old calendar, the Yu River in Nanyang was surging and the ice had just formed. Fishing boats were moored on the shore, and cormorants were perched on the masts.
At the time of Shen on this day, Zhou Yi was meditating and practicing in the temple when he suddenly had an idea.
He took Zhanlu out of the temple and practiced swordplay on the open space outside.
After practicing for a while, he handed the sword to Yan Qiu.
"Brother, where are you going?"
Zhou Yi smiled and said, "I'll go down the mountain path for a walk."
I went to see Mr. Xie, but he was not at home. I guess he went out for winter fishing.
This old man is addicted to fishing. If he went to Beipanjiang River, he would probably become a "Cave Man".
Zhou Yi did not dare to forget his gratitude. Mr. Xie now lives a more comfortable life than before and does not have to worry about daily life.
He was quite knowledgeable, and the two little Taoist boys often came to visit him, so the old man and the two children could play together, so he was not lonely.
Looking at the old man's face, he seemed much more energetic than when Zhou Yicai first met him.
I thought of taking a walk to the Baihe River, laughing at him if he came up empty-handed, and then walking towards Nanyang City.
But when they were only halfway through the mountain path, they heard light footsteps coming from below.
Zhou Yi took a closer look and saw that the sleet on the Tongbai Mountain Road had just cleared up yesterday.
Suddenly, a young girl walked out from the mountain path. She was wearing a dark fur coat, with frosty sleeves and light boots on her feet. She walked up the mountain steps on the remaining snow.
Her hair was tied back in a bun, pinned with a bamboo hairpin, and a sword hung from her waist, with a cold iron sheath decorated with black patterns, indicating that she was a swordsman in the martial arts world.
However, its pure and beautiful appearance makes the snow scene pale in comparison.
The girl didn't look up, holding a book in both hands, her eyes fixed, as if she couldn't see Zhou Yi.
But the higher she went, the harder it was to suppress the curve of her lips, and she was about to fail.
Zhou Yi walked up to her with a smile on his face and saw that the girl was reading a scroll of scriptures, which was the "Huainanzi Honglie".
"Girl, you're holding your book upside down."
"You're lying, no way."
Her voice was so gentle, with a faint smile on her lips. Without even looking up, she continued, "Is there a Wuzhuang Temple on this mountain?"
"Yes, but the abbot is not at home, so you won't be able to find him even if you enter the village."
The girl folded her hands and looked at Zhou Yi with dissatisfaction:
"Master Zhou, are you trying to drive them down the mountain?"
Zhou Yi slowly said, "I have been practicing in the temple for a while now. Today, I suddenly felt distracted and thought I heard the sound of a phoenix, so I left the temple."
"So, the abbot is not at home, naturally to welcome guests."
"Wrong, we should welcome friends."
Dugu Feng smiled and said, "I want to congratulate you on finding such a peaceful place. I just passed by the river and saw so many beautiful views. It really made me feel calm."
"However, I have come with bad intentions today, and I'm afraid I'm going to make things difficult for you."
"oh?"
Zhou Yi blurted out: "You don't want to duel swords with me, do you?"
"That's about the same."
Dugu Feng said, "Let's go to your Wuzhuang Temple first."
Dugu Feng walked straight up without Zhou Yi leading the way.
What's the meaning?
Zhou Yi didn't understand, but after walking for a while, he suddenly thought of something wrong.
Try to figure out what Little Phoenix means.
It seems like they are going to have a sword fight.
Coincidentally, there is a swordsman in this temple.
hehe
Did they know each other before, or were they just rivals?
This is interesting.
Zhou Yi's expression changed slightly, and he thought quickly, using the "Sabrakam", the treasure book of the Great Ming Sect, to concentrate his mind with the secret of the top of the sky and speed up the deduction.
But I still can't figure out what will happen.
The girl beside him always has a hint of mystery.
After walking a few hundred steps, Wuzhuang Temple came into view.
Wuzhuang Temple has a unique atmosphere in winter, lying quietly on the hilltop, enjoying solitude and tranquility.
The white cranes in front of the temple are covered with snow, making them look even more fairy-like.
At this time
Two little Taoist boys walked out of the temple. Xia Shu and Yan Qiu were obviously surprised when they saw Dugu Feng.
They all looked at Zhou Yi.
Yan Qiu said: "Brother, this sister is..."
Before he finished speaking, Xia Shu beside him interrupted: "Stupid, Senior Brother has already said that this must be Sister Feng."
Dugu Feng smiled gently and walked forward to greet them: "You are so smart, the old master really knows how to choose his disciples."
She wasn't just being polite.
Xia Shu and Yan Qiu have been studying scriptures in the mountains and have not participated in disputes in the martial arts world. Naturally, they have a Taoist charm.
Just then
Dugu Feng raised his eyes and saw a man walking out of Wuzhuang Temple.
She was dressed in purple, with clear blue eyes, an exotic look, and carried a fiery red sword.
One of them is a peerless genius from the Dugu family.
One of them is Miaohuo Mingzi of the Great Ming Sect.
The two met unexpectedly, and both were belligerent swordsmen.
When the phoenix fire intersects, the sword intent surges!
Shan Xiongxin in the temple sensed the movement here, and it seemed that sword energy was emerging!
So he strode forward.
How outrageous! Who has the guts to come to our door?
Old Shan's eyes were burning with desire to fight, and he was about to shout to the Taoist temple's Taoist priest, "Take my horse lance!"
He walked to the entrance of the Taoist temple and saw two figures, one black and one purple, standing in the vast snow, with swords drawn but not released, as if they were in confrontation.
He immediately stopped and almost fell down.
Looking at Zhou Yi again, he thought to himself that Brother Zhou was indeed an extraordinary person.
It is obvious that he cannot resolve this chaos, and he may need the help of Saint Cihang to mediate.
In front of Wuzhuang Temple, Zhou Yi looked calm, stepped between the two men, and said firmly:
"You two, please hold back your sword energy. Are you planning to tear down my little temple?"
"If you want to fight, go out and fight."
His voice was quite authoritative.
The two were slightly stunned and retracted their sword energy.
"This is my distant cousin, Aruina."
"This is my close friend, Dugu Feng."
The two nodded slightly, indicating that they had met before.
Dugu Feng was a little curious: "When did the Heavenly Master have a cousin from another land?"
"This is a long story. Let's go into the temple first, have some tea and warm ourselves up, and then we'll talk in detail."
Zhou Yi was frank and honest, showing the demeanor of a gentleman, and invited Xiao Fenghuang and Huo Mei into the hall.
The statue of Huang Laoer in the main hall is watching all this.
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