Chapter 97: Instantly Becomes a Demon, Shaking the World
Wolong Mountain and Wuzhuang Temple.
Four people were standing under the eaves facing the peach tree in the backyard, one was painting and the other three were watching.
The painter's clothes were disheveled, his shoes and socks were wet, and a few strands of wet hair stuck to his cheeks.
He took up his brush and painted a beautiful spring scene on silk.
The world should be full of vitality and everything should be flourishing, but he himself has a sense of desolation and alienation, giving people a feeling of "autumn is sad and lonely since ancient times".
Anyone who looks at the painting will feel its contradictions.
The painting features several green bamboos, a few peach trees, and a group of fat ducks with long necks and lush feathers playing in the water.
This painting has both static and dynamic elements, with smooth and simple lines, expressing emotions through scenery. It is a masterpiece of ink-splashing painting.
The three viewers then saw that the Taoist priest who was painting had finished his work by throwing ink and washing his brush.
He then chanted: "Beyond the bamboos, there are three or two branches of peach blossoms; the ducks know first when the spring river water warms."
The Uighur girl stared at the painting, slightly lost in thought.
Yan Qiu asked, "Brother, you are inspired to write poetry and paint, but you don't have the feeling of early spring. What's going on?"
Ina's thoughts were interrupted and she turned to look at another Taoist boy.
Xia Shu covered her mouth and laughed, "Brother, you just had a fierce battle, but you were careless and lost the duck. Let me calculate, this Plum Blossom Sect leader lost a koi in fishing, lost the sword fight after a sword move, but won the duck and left. One win in three games, not too disgraceful."
The Uighur girl and Yan Qiu said "Oh".
Yan Qiu was very imaginative: "Master Ding got my senior brother's duck, so he can offer it to the ox and horse ghosts on the road to the underworld. The ox and horse in the underworld will give my senior brother a favor, so Master Ding won't have to wait in line for reincarnation."
A smile flashed across Aruina's dark blue eyes.
Zhou Yi glanced at the three of them and was too lazy to reply.
"Give me this painting, cousin." The girl's voice was cold.
Zhou Yi wanted to refuse directly, but nodded after hearing the last two words. The Uighur girl seemed to have figured out his personality.
Hearing footsteps, Zhou Yi turned and left the backyard and walked towards the main hall of the Taoist temple.
"Brother Zhou, this is a letter from Pegasus Ranch, written by the owner of the mall himself."
Taking the letter from Shan Xiongxin, he asked with a smile, "How's the Dangyang Caravan doing?"
"With Yang Dalongtou's help, the minor troubles are naturally gone. The two leaders of the horse gang feel that they owe you too much and want to share more of the profits with you."
"No need. Just help me reject it and save them from making another trip."
Zhou Yi glanced at the letter and said, "I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you to make a trip to Xiangyang in the near future."
Shan Xiongxin rubbed his hands: "Who are you going to attack?"
Zhou Yi said, "There's a group called the Plum Blossom Gate roaming north of Xiangyang. They make a living by robbing houses. There are probably around a hundred of them."
Plum Blossom Gate
Old Dan often travels on business and is basically considered a local. After a moment's thought, he said, "These hundred or so people are nothing to worry about. It's their leader who is more difficult to deal with."
"The leader of the Plum Blossom Sect is dead."
Zhou Yi took the opportunity to tell him about the incident at Kolpo. Shan Xiongxin's face darkened.
"Then these people deserve to die even more."
"Recently, everyone's Fire Energy has improved greatly. We already have Thirteen Guardians. I can take them out to ride and kill, practice horse and spear, and cultivate their bloodiness."
"And by the way, I can collect some of the debt owed to the Plum Blossom Sect."
Zhou Yi agreed greatly: "Not bad, not bad."
Shan Xiongxin added, "We are familiar with Boss Lou, so buying a dozen horses is no problem for us."
"One thing is one thing, and you should be grateful to others for what you have received. Don't let them sell you half-price goods."
"It's natural."
Shan Xiongxin agreed and suddenly said, "By the way, I've been traveling around Nanyang lately, and there are quite a few warriors eager to join the monastery. Do you have any plans to expand it?"
"There are quite a few idle Jianghu people in Nanyang. With the title of the Master of Wuzhuang Monastery, once he opens up to recruit people, it won't be long before he can replace the Tuanjiang Sect and become the eighth faction."
Zhou Yi weighed the pros and cons, "What do you think?"
Shan Xiongxin organized his words: "Actually, the people outside are of varying quality. I don't recommend recruiting a large number of people. First, it would cost a lot of money, second, there's no war going on, and third, it would be too conspicuous."
"But we can train them first, pick out some reliable ones with good talents, and place them in the industries under the Taoist temple."
“Select the best and discard the worst.”
"Brother Zhang will train the horses, and I will supervise the work. Sooner or later, we will be able to create a powerful army."
Zhou Yi hummed: "Just do as you say. Actually, I'm not good at what you said."
Shan Xiongxin stroked his beard and smiled: "Then I, Old Shan, am somewhat useful."
Zhou Yi smiled and patted him on the back, then pulled him to sit down and drink tea.
After a while, the equestrian coach Zhang Chi also ran in, and the three of them made some arrangements regarding the Plum Blossom Gate matter.
Zhou Yi asked them to contact Chen Laomou again.
This kind of debt that can be settled immediately will never be left overnight.
After everything was arranged, Zhou Yi opened the letter from the mall owner.
The handwriting on the paper is beautiful, but not graceful at all, and the ends of the characters are as sharp as swords.
This is not surprising, after all, the owner of the field has a superb swordsmanship.
Zhou Yi nodded secretly and read the contents of the letter.
In fact, it was just an ordinary thank-you letter. Ranch Mountain City expressed gratitude for the help of Wuzhuangguan, talked about the recent situation of the Dangyang Horse Gang, mentioned the transactions with the tribes outside the Great Wall, and the importance attached to Nanyang.
Jingling goes north along the Han River to Xiangyang, and then to Nanyang, which is an important transportation route.
We hope that both parties will benefit from each other and continue to cooperate.
Pegasus Ranch is a business, and most of this letter is written in a business tone.
The same communication is carried out with other major forces, and Wuzhuangguan is naturally no exception.
but
At the end of the letter, there was an extra digression:
"According to Gang Leader Chen, the Abbey Master and I have met once before, but I have no recollection of this. I hope Abbey Master Yi can clarify this."
The signature is Shang Xiuxun.
Zhou Yi smiled slightly and replied in a serious tone.
then
He found a slender paintbrush and used light colors to outline a picture.
There are more than a dozen tall horses in the painting, which he depicted in an exaggerated manner, as if these horses were about to step on clouds to the sky, and on top of the horses were knights in golden helmets, solemn and dignified.
They were surrounding a sedan chair with its curtains drawn.
Zhou Yi painted the beauty behind the curtain as a little girl, probably only about ten years old. She was very cute, holding a fruit with a smile on her face.
Although it looks childish, a closer look reveals some of the ranch owner's charm.
On the outside of the carriage, there is a painting of a young Taoist priest. He has a serious face, holding an abacus in one hand and a dustpan in the other. He looks out of place.
After a long time, Zhou Yi completed this masterpiece with the style of ink-and-wash comics.
He neither revealed his identity nor made it clear that they had only met once.
Master Zhou Tianshi looked at the painting carefully and exclaimed that it was a work of art.
I just felt that my artistic aura was soaring to the sky, far beyond what it had been before.
Excited, he left the room as the sun set and headed to the Sword Dance Pavilion.
The next day after returning to the mountain, although Lao Dan was asked to deliver a message, the two leaders of the Dangyang Horse Gang still came to express their gratitude.
Zhou Yi then gave Chen Ruiyang a sealed emerald green bamboo tube.
There was a "letter" rolled up inside, and he was asked to give it to Shang Xiuxun.
Less than half an hour later, Lou Ruodan and Chen Ruiyang came down from Wolong Mountain.
"Boss, can you guess what's inside?"
Chen Ruiyang stared blankly at the bamboo tube.
Lou Ruodan looked at Nanyang: "What else does Brother Chen want to say?"
"If it were just a letter, why would you bother with all this trouble? This thing has a lot of secrets."
Chen Ruiyang vowed: "I have said before that this encounter is not simple, but unfortunately we did not understand the hidden meaning, which is really regrettable."
"It's simple." Lou Ruodan said, "Just ask the owner directly."
"How could I have the courage?"
Chen Ruiyang shook his head and said, "The gang leader can ask."
Lou Ruodan chuckled and didn't want to talk anymore.
She naturally knew that her owner was self-admiring, but that wasn't a good word, so she didn't bother to explain, and just assumed Chen Ruiyang had gotten out of breath from practicing martial arts, or had gone astray.
It’s the tenth day since Sect Master Ding buried Jian Baihe.
"Master Ding is missing, but the temple master is still alive. It seems that Master Ding has no chance of coming back."
Inside Huo's shop, Kolpo looked unhappy.
Ren Zhidao: "Are there any other masters?"
"Yes," Kolpo frowned, "but I don't want to send anyone out again. This person's origins are mysterious, you should investigate him thoroughly. Sect Leader Ding is a sharp sword, it's a pity to see him die like this."
"He is very kind to Yang Zhen. Yang Zhen is keeping an eye on you. You, the people of Jingshan Sect, cannot move a muscle."
"The Khan's affairs are more important right now. Let's put them aside for now. Once this important matter is accomplished, others will take action on our behalf. Brother Ren, you can put your mind at ease."
Ren Zhi's face was gloomy: "This is the only way."
"Next month, it will be our faction's turn to defend the city gates. I will fully cooperate with you."
Korpo nodded in satisfaction and said soothingly, "This man killed Sect Leader Ding and made an enemy of the Khan. It's only a matter of time before we deal with him."
Ren Zhi smiled and raised his glass to drink with Kolpo.
At the same time
From the west of Nanyang, a dozen riders were raising a cloud of dust and moving towards Xinye in the south.
The Plum Blossom Sect has been causing trouble in the Xiangyang area for a long time. The five Plum Blossom Evils, headed by Gu Le, are more famous than his master, Sect Master Ding.
If it were in Nanyang, such a person would have been chopped to pieces by the Nanyang Gang long ago.
However, the situation in Xiangyang County was different.
The distinction between black and white is not so clear here.
The person who currently controls Xiangyang is Qian Duguan, the leader of the Hanshui faction. No one in the local government dares to offend him. This man is well-connected in both the black and white worlds, and is somewhere between good and evil. He is in the silk business and has a substantial family fortune.
In Xiangyang, Qian Duguan is almost the man who has the final say.
The Plum Blossom Sect is evil, but Qian Duguan won't care because many of his subordinates are as dishonest as the Plum Blossom Sect.
If the Plum Blossom Sect is killed, won’t those who follow him be worried?
This leader Qian made a rule that as long as his interests were not harmed, he would remain neutral towards all struggles and vendettas in the underworld.
Only under these rules can the Plum Blossom Sect stir up trouble.
But these days, they have been in bad luck.
The sect's headquarters between Anyang and Xinye was raided late at night, and more than 40 people were killed. Seven or eight houses were burned down, and not even a good tile was left.
Three of the Five Evils of Plum Blossom died that night. The remaining two came back to investigate, but were chased and killed by a team of fierce and powerful cavalry.
This group of people were all tall and strong, holding long spears and lances.
There are not many people, but the impact is very powerful.
One chased and the other fled, and finally the two evil men died at the Han River Wharf, and their bodies drifted towards Hannan, Xiangyang.
Within a few days, this group of thieves who had been causing trouble to the local area were almost completely wiped out.
The few who were still on the run were so frightened that they fled far away and never dared to come back.
The Plum Blossom Sect was completely wiped out from the world.
In this chaotic world, a tiny wave was stirred up.
The next day, people from the Hanshui faction salvaged the body of Gu Le, the ringleader of the Plum Blossom Gang, from the Xiangyang moat and carried the body all the way to the Qian family.
Qian Duguan was a wealthy man. In addition to his main house in the city, he also had four villas where he kept his beautiful mistresses.
Several men who were familiar with the route carried Gu Le's body all the way to the vicinity of "Cangqing Pavilion".
This is the residence of Qian Duguan's favorite concubine, Bai Qing'er.
"Longtou, this is the person you need to investigate recently."
Outside the Zangqing Pavilion, a tall, slender, handsome middle-aged man had a stern look on his face.
He checked Gu Le's body, asked about the situation at Plum Blossom Gate, and waved his hand to have the body carried away.
I turned around and went back into the house, where there were two people sitting.
One of them was extraordinarily beautiful, with a kind of heart-pounding and strange charm. It was Bai Qing'er.
There was another person next to her, a woman who looked very young but full of old age.
Qian Duguan was very respectful to the two of them.
"What's the matter?" the woman asked casually.
Qian Duguan said, "The Plum Blossom Sect was destroyed. It seems they came from Nanyang. I heard these men in black were extremely fierce and practiced a lot of Gangsha Qi. I wasn't aware there was such a group in Nanyang. I wonder who that Ding offended."
"Elder Yun came from Nanyang, he should know more than Qian."
Elder Yun, who was originally half leaning on the chair, sat up slightly.
Bai Qing'er and Qian Duguan both noticed something strange.
Qian Duguan looked more serious: "Is there anything wrong?"
"Nanyang has been very unstable recently, and the people from the Xieji Sect are very active."
Elder Yun tilted his head, looking somewhat worried: "Zongzun originally wanted to speak to the current Evil Emperor, but the Evil Emperor refused to show himself. I think he's probably practicing the Dao Heart Planting Demon Technique."
“Once he shows up in the future, I’m afraid he will have mastered it.”
"If we run into each other again at that time, nothing good will happen."
Qian Duguan frowned: "Could this matter be related to the Xieji Sect?"
"It's not that coincidental," Elder Yun glanced at him, "but what you need to do now is to control Xiangyang. If you are needed to gain power, you must ensure that you can become the lord of Xiangyang at any time."
"Don't worry about the Plum Blossom Sect. The waters of Nanyang are very deep and you can't control them."
"It's hard to make any progress with Ji Yinong. You can't get caught up in the Nanyang vortex. If the people from the Xieji Sect set their sights on you, it will be a big trouble."
Qian Duguan nodded and suppressed the idea of investigating the Plum Blossom Sect.
Bai Qing'er asked, "Uncle Yun, do you know what Master's attitude is towards the Evil Emperor?"
"Zongzun naturally hopes to unify the Demon Sect."
"Qing'er, how about you take care of the Nanyang matter for me?"
Bai Qing'er smiled and said, "If Uncle Master can get Master's consent, Qing'er would be happy to serve."
Elder Yun tapped his head with his fingers, looking helpless.
Bai Qing'er asked again: "Why haven't I heard from Senior Sister recently?"
"She"
Elder Yun said, "Some time ago, there were rumors about the Fifth Wonder Book. She had just come out of seclusion and, out of curiosity, went looking for the Taiping Hongbao, but nothing came of it."
"Before, Yang Zhen went to Luoyang to look for the Pure Nian Zen Temple in order to deal with the Xieji Sect, and she had been following him."
"I actually hope that Qian'er can come to Nanyang so that I can have a helper."
She was about to continue when she heard footsteps outside.
"Elder, a letter from Nanyang."
"Did Ji Yinong send this?"
"Exactly."
"Bring it here."
Elder Yun opened the letter, frowned slightly, and seeing that the other two were curious, he handed the letter to them.
After reading it, the two of them understood Yun Caiwen's words even more.
"Uncle Master, is this really the devil in the heart of Tao?"
"It must be true that it was practiced by someone from the Xieji Sect."
Yun Caiwen stood up midway through his words and said, "Ji Yinong must not be in any danger. Xiangyang and Nanyang are extremely important places. I have explained what Zongzun said to you. I will return to Nanyang now."
Qian Duguan responded and thought to himself, you have been in Xiangyang for many days.
While Elder Yun was still on his way, more than a dozen riders had already returned to Wolonggang.
Someone was responsible for watching the horses, while the others carried seven or eight large boxes up the mountain.
"Get rich?"
Zhou Yi looked at the big boxes and smiled.
"The Plum Blossom Sect did have some ill-gotten gains, but most of them were weapons. I thought it would be a shame to throw them away, so I brought them all back."
After reporting the results of the battle, Shan Xiongxin said:
"We encountered the Hanshui Gang. They were on a boat on the water and waved to me, but I ignored them and left with my men."
Zhou Yi nodded: "That's Qian Duguan's subordinate. He has the Yin Gui Sect behind him, so we can't touch him for the time being."
Shan Xiongxin was slightly startled and said, "That was a close call."
As for where Zhou Yi got the information from, Old Dan didn't even ask.
Two little Taoist boys ran out to organize the property, and Zhou Yi and Shan Xiongxin went into the temple together to talk about the battle situation in recent days.
Some people returned with injuries, but fortunately they were protected by the internal energy and no vital parts were hurt.
Zhou Yi talked to Shan Xiongxin about the changes in the city.
After drinking a few cups of tea, Shan Xiongxin, who had just returned to the mountains, ran to Nanyang City again.
The news about Chen Laomou spread to the mountain.
There is relatively little news related to the old demon of Champion City. Most of it is related to Ren Zhi. This guy is still not honest.
In addition, there has been recent unrest in the city.
A master was killing people in the city, and several major forces had people killed, and they were all infected with evil spirits.
Nanyang City, which had just been stabilized for a short time, fell into another vortex.
Zhou Yi recalled the situation in the parliament hall that day, combined with Yang Zhen's recent actions and Chen Laomou's news, he had a vague grasp of the current chaos.
However, some things need to be said in person.
He had been practicing martial arts during this period, but his progress was not very fast, so he had no intention of going into the city.
Perhaps Yang Dalongtou could settle the mess without his intervention.
It is the twenty-eighth day since Sect Master Ding buried Jian Baihe.
In the fields of Nanyang, the yang energy is beginning to rise.
In the countryside, farmers carry their plows and women carry rattan baskets and pots of water, and they rush to the fields in an endless stream.
Just then, three riders came out of the county town and took the road to Wolong.
Yang Zhen was dressed very simply, in a gray robe, without any gold, silver or jade pendants. If it weren't for his great power and unusual eyesight, he would probably be mistaken for an ordinary old man.
Su Yun and Meng Degong were on the left and right, half a body length behind.
None of the three carried any weapons, nor did they pack any groceries.
His eyes wandered across the fields, where he saw the county residents herding cattle.
"Why did the Great Dragon Head suddenly think of looking for Master Yi Guan today?"
Meng Degong continued, "Abbot Yi has been cultivating in seclusion within the temple for some time now. I haven't heard from the gatekeepers that he has entered the city. If the Great Dragon Head is asking about the troubles in the city, I'm afraid there won't be an answer."
Yang Zhen's worried brows relaxed slightly:
"Not necessarily. Let's go and ask."
Su Yun suggested, "Should we bring the dead bodies from the city out for Master Yi to inspect?"
"How can you carry a corpse up to a grave when you're paying respects to a grave? That's so outrageous."
As the three of them were talking, they soon approached the foot of Wolong Mountain.
Suddenly, Yang Zhen reined in his horse and pointed toward a field at the foot of the mountain.
I saw a man in the field waving a farm tool, breaking up the stubborn bumps and leveling the high ridges.
There were piles of weeds and wild vegetables on the ridges on the side of the field.
Su Yun was surprised: "Master Yi."
He shouted, and a young man in the field rolled up his sleeves and turned around.
After seeing the three people, he smiled warmly.
The three men dismounted and chased into the field.
"Why is the Master doing farm work?"
"What's so strange about that?"
Zhou Yi stood with his hoe in hand. "I don't know the destiny above, nor the general trend below. Now I am living in peace in a corner of Nanyang as a farmer. It's good enough."
Su Yun heard this and shook his head: "Master, please don't be ridiculous. If all the farmers in Nanyang were like you, it would be terrible."
There was a deep look in Yang Zhen's old eyes.
He suddenly smiled, picked up a hoe from the edge of the field, and started to break up the soil and weed with Zhou Yi.
"Does this field belong to Wuzhuang Temple?"
"That's right," Zhou Yi pointed to the side, "There are two small plots of land over there, which also belong to the Taoist temple."
"I've been feeling unstable lately from practicing martial arts, so I'm looking for something to do."
“That’s a good idea.”
Zhou Yi looked at Yang Zhen, who was more skilled at hoeing than himself, and asked, "The big dragon head came to see me because of the demonic evil that suddenly appeared in the city."
Yang Zhen nodded: "I was just about to ask the temple master for advice."
"Recently, I have dispatched a large number of personnel to Champion City, and we are strictly guarding it."
"But we don't know where this person came from. We feel like he's in the city, but every time he kills someone, we can't find his whereabouts. We contacted Wu Dexiu and screened some suspicious people, but we found nothing."
Zhou Yi asked: "Did anyone from any of the factions die?"
"No, no one from the Chaoshui Gang or the Zhenyang Gang died."
"Boss Zeng and Boss Hou have been very cooperative. They've screened everyone who could possibly possess the demon's abilities, but they still haven't found any clues."
After Yang Zhen finished speaking, he noticed that Zhou Yi was silent for a while.
After a while he said:
"There's one person you probably didn't check."
Hearing this, the three of them looked over.
"Master Yi, who is this person?"
Zhou Yi looked towards Nanyang: "That's the survivor from the parliament hall that day, Qiu Qianbo, leader of the Gray Gang."
"What?!" Su Yun and Meng Degong were surprised.
Even Yang Zhen felt a chill in his heart.
They had doubted many people, even the leader of the Zhenyang Gang, Hou, but they did not trust the leader of the Gang, Qiu.
"If the Gray Gang's elders had really tried to kill him that day, Gang Leader Qiu would most likely have died. Wu Dexiu also said that Gang Leader Qiu was obsessed with martial arts and could be easily deceived."
"That day, he also had a demonic energy in his body, and he just happened to use his disciple's palm to cover it up. He thought it was someone who hit him and entered his body."
"No one from the Zhenyang Gang or the Chaoshui Gang was killed, perhaps because their base happened to be the farthest from the Huiyi Gang."
If the first sentence was just speculation, the second sentence made Yang Zhen and the other two tremble all over.
If it really is Gang Leader Qiu, then he does have the ability to disrupt Nanyang, and people will most likely not suspect him.
Zhou Yi saw that they were eager to leave: "Big Dragon Head, you two brothers, go and get busy."
"There are too many weeds, and the crops won't grow. I have to get rid of these weeds."
Yang Zhen clasped his fists silently and stepped back from the field.
Su Yun called out, "Master, we will come to see you another day."
"good."
The three men turned their horses around and returned the same way, and couldn't help but look back at the young figure working in the fields in the morning light.
"drive!"
"drive!"
Yang Zhen urged his horse to rush straight to the county town.
At noon, there was a commotion within the Gray Gang in Nanyang City.
There were seven or eight corpses lying on the ground, and the remaining hundreds of people were looking towards the roof.
Many gang members were stunned. The evil figure on the roof that exuded evil spirit was none other than their gang leader!
Qiu Qianbo's wife and children also looked terrified.
If the facts were not right before their eyes, they would find it hard to believe this scene.
Meng Degong asked coldly, "Boss Qiu, why are you doing this?"
"Everyone has their own aspirations. I yearn for the pinnacle of martial arts, but I've never had the chance to reach it. It's that simple."
Gang Leader Qiu was different from those possessed by demons. He spoke calmly, his pupils were not as blood red as Elder Chu of the Tiankui Sect, and he did not burn himself to death.
"You're not crazy?"
"Why would I go crazy? If you guys don't come and disrupt the situation, I only need to act for a while longer and I can earn more skills from the Demon Sect monster."
"Qiu is not a mediocre person since he can become the leader of a gang."
"After I came into contact with this old demon's secret method, I resisted the inner demon's illusionary method with my tenacious determination to explore the martial arts. I took the opportunity to study it and it actually made me find a loophole and use it to reversely exploit his method."
"Humph, this is the price he pays for looking down on me."
If it weren't for the demonic aura surrounding him, Qiu Qianbo's conversation at this time, combined with his appearance, would have made him look like a proud Confucian general.
Qiu Qianbo sighed: "Forget it, now that the secret has been leaked, it's too late."
"Alas, I didn't expect that you would see through this self-torture trick that nearly cost me my life."
"Big Dragon Head, I admire your wisdom immensely."
He looked at Yang Zhen again:
"However, the situation is different now. With Qiu's current strength, if I attack desperately, it is impossible for you to escape unscathed."
As Qiu Qianbo spoke, he raised his right hand, and saw that his palm was wrapped in rolling evil energy, and a fierce gust of wind was sent out in all directions.
Just this one move and you will know that what he said is true.
What is even more surprising is that Qiu Qianbo is exuding an aura of being indifferent to life and death and facing the martial arts head-on.
If he fights, he will sublime himself into three parts and fight until he is burned out.
That is definitely not comparable to the likes of Elder Chu.
Yang Zhen ignored his words and simply asked, "What are you planning to do? Go to Champion City and join the Demon Sect?"
Qiu Qianbo said: "I will die the first time I go to Champion City."
"That old demon would never allow me to exist like this. This is the ultimate mockery of him, an insult indeed. I, Qiu, will stay away from this place and wander the world."
Yang Zhen thought for a moment: "Brother Qiu was able to leave alive today, not because of your skills."
"But it's because of our friendship over the years."
"Go away and never come back."
Gang leader Qiu looked at Yang Zhen deeply, then clasped his fists towards Fan Naitang, Meng Degong and Su Yun.
"Qiu Wenzhong."
Gang leader Qiu shouted.
“Dad~!”
A man in his late twenties knelt down, cried out in pain, and kowtowed repeatedly.
Seeing this, Qiu Qianbo's demonic energy fluctuated slightly, but he immediately regained his composure.
"I've been neglecting worldly affairs for years, but you've managed the gang so well. That's great! From now on, you'll follow the leader."
"My son, obey!"
Fan Naitang said with a cold expression: "Boss Qiu is really a cruel man."
"Hahaha!"
Qiu Qianbo laughed heartily, not caring at all, as if he had broken free from all shackles.
"Brother Yang, goodbye."
After saying that, he shot out towards the east of the city, away from the champion.
Seeing his figure disappear, Yang Zhen and the other three felt uneasy.
Su Yun couldn't help but say, "We have known Qiu Qianbo for many years, but only now can we truly get to know him."
"but."
"He really has some skills. He actually managed to fool those old demons."
Su Yun looked towards the direction of Champion City: "This is a good thing. After those old demons know about this, they will not dare to act recklessly. Otherwise, there will be more people like Qiu Qianbo, and they will lose face."
Yang Zhen hummed and looked at the huge mess that was the Gray Gang.
"Uncle."
Qiu Wenzhong stepped forward, and Yang Zhen helped him up: "From now on, you will be the leader of the Gray Gang."
"yes."
Qiu Wenzhong led Yang Zhen into the inner hall and heard him say:
"You and your father are two extremes. He's obsessed with martial arts, while you're well-versed in worldly affairs. But in the martial arts world, if you want others to obey you, you ultimately have to rely on your strength."
"Although my uncle can be your support, I am old and cannot stay with you for long."
Qiu Wenzhong was startled, but then he came to his senses and put away his panic: "Uncle, what do you have to teach me?"
Yang Zhen patted his shoulder and pointed to the west:
"Wen Zhong, take a horse and go there."
"What is that?"
Yang Zhen was silent for a few breaths, and finally spoke slowly: "Wolong Mountain, Wuzhuang Temple."
Qiu Wenzhong looked at Yang Zhen deeply, and Yang Zhen whispered a few words to him as advice.
He thought deeply about it, and finally, after comforting his mother, he mounted a fast horse and headed west.
At the entrance of the Gray Gang, Fan Naitang and the other two stood beside Yang Zhen.
Fan Naitang said firmly: "Big Leader, no matter what you think, we support you."
"That's right!" Meng Degong and Su Yun said in unison.
Yang Zhen shook his head slightly and suddenly asked, "What do you think of the path I pointed out to Nephew Qiu?"
Su Yun said, "It couldn't be more correct."
"Qiu Qianbo's self-torture tactics are powerful, and his intelligence is beyond ordinary people's reach, but I now feel that Master Yi Guan is speaking in a sarcastic way to us."
"What irony?"
Meng Degong was stunned, realizing he had misunderstood, and quickly added, "Which one?"
Su Yun said: "It's the same sentence: I don't know the destiny above, and I don't understand the general trend below."
Fan Naitang patted him on the shoulder and said, "It's different after going through the gates of hell. Brother Su's mind is getting sharper and sharper."
Qiu Wenzhong was nervous and rode his horse straight out of the west of the city.
Thinking about the incident of the deputy gang leader assassinating the leader some time ago, and also about his father suddenly turning into a demon and wandering around the world.
There is also the direction given to him by Yang Dalongtou.
All this stuff takes time to digest.
What I need to consider now is how to face the next person I will meet.
The name of this temple master is already familiar to everyone.
But it is really hard to understand why the big leader did this.
Although the Gray Gang ranks low among the major forces in the city, it also has many businesses and thousands of people.
If they join the Nanyang Gang, the power of the leader will increase greatly.
It can even allow the Nanyang Gang to rise again in status among the eight gangs and ten associations in the world.
In Qiu Wenzhong's opinion, this is the safest and least likely to cause any changes.
However, the leader gave an unexpected answer.
Qiu Wenzhong felt a little uncomfortable, but he still chose to obey the arrangement. Once his father left, Yang Zhen was his only support.
Otherwise, the Tuanjiang faction will be their end.
"Da Da Da"
The sound of horse hooves grew quieter and quieter. Qiu Wenzhong dismounted, took the reins, and looked around at the fields on both sides.
Many farmers were busy in the fields, and the old oxen were mooing.
finally
At the foot of Wolong Mountain, he saw several people who looked like farmers.
On either side of the young man were two children, a boy and a girl. They looked quite smart and did not look like the children of ordinary farmers.
Only after a closer look did I confirm that it was that person.
"Guanzhu."
Pulling the horse a few steps closer, Qiu Wenzhong gripped the reins, clasped his hands together, and greeted from a distance.
Zhou Yi, who was eating by the field, turned around without waiting for him to ask.
"Gray Gang leader Qiu Wenzhong greets Master Yi Guan."
This time, he saluted more formally with his fists clasped together.
The leader of the Gray Gang?
Zhou Yi thought for a moment, guessed the general idea, closed the food box, and bowed in return.
"Boss Qiu, what brings you here?"
Yan Qiu went up to hold the horse for him, and Qiu Wenzhong came to the edge of the field and sat down.
"It was the big dragon head who asked me to come here."
"What is your relationship with Qiu Qianbo?"
"That's my father, but he has left Nanyang and is heading towards Jiangdu."
This was obviously not expected.
Zhou Yi still thought Qiu Qianbo was dead: "What happened to your gang?"
Qiu Wenzhong told everything he saw and heard.
After hearing this, Zhou Yi exclaimed that it was wonderful. If there were no outsiders present, he would have laughed out loud.
Old Zhou sighed that he had lost his masterpiece, and it ran away with his magic power. This was so bizarre that it was comparable to the resurrection of Old Master Ren.
"My father is obsessed with martial arts. This time he has mastered the secrets of the devil sect. I'm afraid he will never come back."
"The dragon head called me"
Qiu Wenzhong sighed softly, "The great dragon head told me to obey the orders of the temple master."
Zhou Yi shook his head slightly. "You can see that I practice Taoism in the mountains and farm in the fields. I have only limited skills, so how can I command a large gang or sect?"
"Go back and thank the big dragon head for his kindness on my behalf."
Hearing Zhou Yi's refusal, Qiu Wenzhong felt relieved.
He also didn't think there would be any future in following Wuzhuang Temple. Master Yi had actively refused, so going back now wouldn't be against the words of the leader.
Then integrating into the Nanyang Gang shouldn't be a problem.
Just as I was about to get up and say goodbye, I suddenly woke up.
If you were in their shoes, would you be moved?
A lean camel is bigger than a horse. That is the wealth of an entire gang and can command thousands of gang members.
Master Yi Guan refused so bluntly, as if he didn't take the Gray Gang seriously at all.
Think again.
The big dragon head pointed himself towards Wolong Mountain, and Master Yi Guan pointed himself back to Nanyang City.
this.
An impulse pressed upon him, and Qiu Wenzhong changed his posture from standing up to sitting in another position.
"Master Yi does not need to worry about the internal affairs of the gang. My father has been practicing martial arts all year round, and I am responsible for all the trivial matters. Master Yi can practice martial arts in the mountains without any hindrance."
"As long as the master accepts, I will bring the three elders and seven captains of the gang to pay homage to the mountain."
"As for the rest, you don't need to worry about it."
"And Wen Zhong will follow any instructions you give me."
Qiu Wenzhong stood up and bowed, adding, "The Grand Master rejected the Grand Dragon's order just now, but now I am willing to do it."
Zhou Yi couldn't help but laugh when he heard this:
"Forget about the mountain visit. The gang must be in chaos right now. You should go and clean up the mess."
Qiu Wenzhong only heard this sentence.
He was full of doubts, and he didn't ask any questions when he decided to take a gamble.
After responding, he led the horse away.
Xia Shu said, "Brother, this person is very clever."
Yan Qiu pointed to the ground and said, "He wanted to leave just now, but for some reason he sat back down."
Zhou Yi shook his head: "Following me may not necessarily be a good thing."
"The Gray Gang has lost both its leader and deputy leader, and its strength has been greatly diminished. Compared to the Gray Gang, I actually value him more. Just thinking about all the trivial matters within the gang is enough to give me a headache."
"If there's just a mess, I won't take it over."
The two little Taoist boys chattered and discussed again.
Zhou Yi thought about it carefully.
What is the profound meaning of Yang Dalongtou?
Is it just a return of favor, or does he already know my identity?
So, is this Yang Dalongtou’s attitude?
"Brother, do you want to continue hoeing the ground?"
"Come and hoe the ground."
"good."
The two children rolled up their sleeves, went down to the fields, and worked with Zhou Yi until the evening.
The farmers in the fields dispersed, and the three men also returned home with their hoes.
Walking up the mountain following the shadows and chatting along the way, I felt an indescribable peace and tranquility in my heart.
This tranquility may be the wish of most people.
but
This wish was soon shattered.
Zhou Yi worked in the fields for six consecutive days.
On this day, a fast horse came galloping.
The person who came here from the Kun Gang to deliver the letter was actually Chen Laomou.
When Zhou Yi saw him, he felt that Chen Laomou's expression was a little strange, but he was sure that something big had happened.
"Master, please take a look yourself. I'm leaving now."
Chen Laomou delivered the letter and rode away on his horse.
Zhou Yi stood at the edge of the field and spread out an urgent letter from Xin Jiayu.
It reads:
"I have heard that the Yellow Emperor waged 52 campaigns, and King Tang waged 27 campaigns, and thus his virtues were extended to the various states, and his commands were carried out throughout the land.
However, Gao Yuan was rebellious, secretly occupying Liaodong, failing to observe vassal etiquette, repeatedly invading the border, and colluding with the Turks to harass our Liaodong people. This is intolerable, what is unacceptable!
The third expedition against Goguryeo began
Zhou Yi closed the letter. If Chen Laomou was here, he would probably be a little surprised.
Because the Taoist priest was not that surprised.
I just read the letter calmly.
This was a battle to save face. Yang Xuangan's good brother, Hu Sizheng, the Minister of War, actually defected to Goguryeo. In Yang Guang's view, this man must die.
Zhou Yi's mood fluctuated, and he felt an urgent desire to practice martial arts.
Carrying a hoe, he returned directly to Wolong Mountain
As soon as this edict was issued from the Eastern Capital, the whole world was shocked.
Zhang Xutuo, the fire-fighting captain who was already running back and forth, was completely overwhelmed. Rebellions broke out in the east and uprisings broke out in the west.
The major forces are stirring up undercurrents, and the big factions are moving accordingly.
Under the pressure from You Hongda and the Emperor, Pushan Gongying finally couldn't hold it back any longer, and Li Mi changed his plan and came to Xingyang ahead of schedule.
Li Mi, who was much more low-key than before, paid a visit to the leader Zhai Rang in Wagangzhai.
When the incense stick was lit in Wagangzhai, the military advisor Shen Luoyan wrote a letter, saying that the Taoist book and magic book of the Central Plains had appeared in the world and was presented to the Immortal Weng of the South Sea.
Master Yijian Fu Cailin appoints a disciple, and Fu Jun'er comes out of the mountain with a sword in hand.
On the huge ship of the Dongming faction, Li Jia Erlang and his sister talked with Madam Dongming at night.
In the Dugu family of Dongdu, an elderly man of nearly a hundred years old is being harassed by a young girl.
Tianjun Xi Ying devoted himself to studying Ziqi Tianluo, but unexpectedly received a visiting letter from Xieji Sect, which revealed the supreme secret of martial arts.
Lingnan Tiandao stood in front of the knife-grinding hall, looking at the Dongdu clerk, and summoned Silverbeard Song Lu.
The martial artists traveling back and forth from the south to the north interacted more frequently, and the busy caravans transported horses back from the northern border and sold them at extremely high prices.
For a time, a large number of horse bandits and robbers emerged in the northern border.
Pegasus Ranch in the south of Jingling welcomes more visitors.
Shang Xiuxun, in her own solitude, refused to allow many visitors into the fortress. She sat alone on the top of the high wall, eating fruit while admiring a unique painting.
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(End of this chapter)
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