Chapter 248 The Confucian Emperor and the Emperor meet each other
Gyeonggi-do, Youfeng Valley.
As one of the seven major sects of Dayan Jianghu, Youfeng Valley is not considered strong, not as good as Zhenyi Sect and Yuheng Sword Sect, but it is still slightly stronger than Sixiang Sect and Blue River Sect.
In addition, Zuo Biwen, the master of Youfeng Valley, has a reputation for benevolence and righteousness in the world, and the queen of the Zuo family is behind him. Therefore, Youfeng Valley also has a high status in the world, and not many people dare to provoke him.
Ever since the war between Buddha and Demon, Zuo Biwen has been practicing in seclusion in Youfeng Valley, hoping to find an opportunity to break through to the realm of a master.
In the valley, the fragrance of cloud dust curls up.
This incense has the effect of clearing the mind and brightening the mind, and is a rare thing to assist in cultivation.
There was a sound of footsteps outside, Zuo Biwen opened his eyes slightly, and soon a voice sounded.
"Valley Master, we have something important to discuss."
It was the voice of the second elder of Youfeng Valley.
Zuo Biwen said: "Come in."
Not long after, an old man wearing black clothes and boots walked in, his expression a little solemn.
The second elder of Youfeng Valley said with a solemn expression: "Master of the Valley, Datian Yangye is definitely going down the mountain."
Zuo Biwen was a little surprised when he heard this, "What is he going to do down the mountain?"
The name Ye Ding is naturally familiar to him. When he was wandering around the world, Ye Ding was even more famous than Xiao Qianqiu is today.
After all, Xiao Qianqiu likes to practice in the mountains and doesn't care much about the secular affairs of the Zhenyi Sect. Ye Dingze is the real leader of the Zhenyi Sect and has fought with many masters and has a brilliant record. Except for Qi Xuandao, who is suspected of losing to Heibingtai.
, no more defeats were reported.
In the hearts of today's young generation, he already belongs to a mythical figure.
The second elder of Youfeng Valley took out a greeting card and said: "Senior Ye Dingye sent out hero posts widely, calling on all the heroes in the world to settle their grudges with the Demon Sect on Blue Sky Island. This is the post sent to me in Youfeng Valley."
After hearing this, Zuo Biwen picked up the post and read it.
The Demon Sect obtained the "State Religion Order" or the official list of the Ministry of Household Affairs and became a sect of the Yan Kingdom. This was recognized by the imperial court, but there were still unresolved grievances from twenty years ago in the world.
Because An Jing defeated the Supreme Vajra, everyone in the Yan River and Lake was in danger, and no one dared to say anything.
Now that the True One Sect is taking the lead, people naturally rise up and respond. After all, the Demon Sect is a sect that makes people fear from the bottom of their hearts.
The second elder of Youfeng Valley said: "Master of the Valley, we also contributed to the siege and suppression of the Demon Sect."
"I know."
Zuo Biwen let out a long sigh, "Senior Ye posted a hero post this time, which included the personal grudges of the Zhenyi Sect and the grudges between Dayan Jianghu and the Demon Sect. Even if I in Youfeng Valley do not go to Blue Sky Island, I still have to help Senior Ye.
That post is given to the Ghost Swordsman."
Zuo Biwen was very grateful to the Ghost Swordsman for once saving Zhao Xuening, so he was unwilling to go to Bikong Island, but he had to help with what Ye Ding said in this post.
The Demon Sect is the Demon Sect, and the Ghost Swordsman is the Ghost Swordsman.
If the demon sect returns to the Yan Kingdom in the future and wreaks havoc on the country to avenge the past, wouldn’t it be difficult for the Ghost Wind Valley to stand alone?
Blue River Sect.
Wang Yue sat in front of the big lake, looking at the blue water in front of him. The sunlight shone on the lake, making it sparkle and dazzling.
Next to her, a sweet-looking girl looked curiously at the lake in front of her.
It was Bai Lin'er.
She didn't know why her grandfather looked at the lake in front of him every day, and he was fascinated by it every time.
After about dozens of breaths, Wang Yue lightly moved his muscles and then glanced at the post on the table next to him.
"Liangdong."
"metropolitan."
Next to him, Zhao Liangdong, the master of the Triple Peak, responded in a low voice.
Wang Yue chuckled, "Bikong Island is really a good place."
Zhao Liangdong said with some confusion: "I don't quite understand, why not set the location in Xuanqing Mountain?"
Bikong Island is about to leave the border of the Yan Kingdom. Isn't it about resolving the grudges between the Yan Kingdom and the Demon Sect?
Wang Yue glanced at Zhao Liangdong and asked instead: "How many people do you think will respond to Ye Ding this time?"
"a lot of."
Zhao Liangdong muttered: "The Demon Cult has too many enemies, and Ye Ding is a world-famous master with extraordinary appeal."
"Do you think the Ghost Swordsman will go back?"
"I don't think I'll go."
"If you don't settle the 'grievances' Ye Ding talks about, you will be pushed to the opposite side of Dayan Jianghu just like before. Will you go or not?"
"this"
Zhao Liangdong suddenly frowned.
The Demon Sect withdrew from Dayan Jianghu twenty years ago because it became a public enemy and was encircled and suppressed by the Xuanyi Guards.
After all, no sect today hopes that the demon religion will come back. After all, the demon religion is different from Buddhism.
Buddhism is protected by the imperial court, and Jianghu also hopes that Buddhism can curb the arrogance of Zhenyi Sect.
The tyranny of the Demon Sect is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Moreover, the Jianghu is so big, there are so many places, and there are so many people. The Buddhist sect's eastward crossing has squeezed the interests of the Jianghu. If the Demon Sect enters the Dayan Jianghu again, each sect may have more people.
Either way, the interests will be compromised again.
Who would want to!?
Wang Yue said lazily: "Please help me reply a letter to the Zhenyi Sect, saying that the Blue River Sect has now closed the mountain and will not manage other secular affairs. As for his promise to deliver the letter on behalf of Dayan Jianghu, I will agree to it.
"
Zhao Liangdong nodded slightly, "Yes."
Yunhua Road, in the teahouse.
In the teahouse, a Taoist priest wearing Taoist robes sat.
In the world of martial arts, Taoist priests have a very high status because of the Zhenyi Sect. After all, no one knows whether the Taoist priest they meet is a master of a certain Taoist temple in the Zhenyi Sect.
Coupled with the fact that they are backed by the big tree of Zhenyi Sect, these Taoist priests have become accustomed to being arrogant and domineering.
Therefore, when some martial arts masters see Taoist priests, they usually try to stay as far away as possible.
The old Taoist priest in front of him had an old face, and his face was covered with dense wrinkles, as if he was about to step into a coffin at any time.
In addition, there is a black umbrella next to him.
The old Taoist priest was alone and only ordered a pot of tea and nothing else.
At the next table, there were several Taoist priests wearing luxurious Taoist robes, purple gold crowns on their heads, and exquisite jade pendants around their waists.
There were men and women among them, their expressions were relaxed and comfortable, and there were all kinds of pastries and tea in front of them.
The leader is a middle-aged Taoist priest in green clothes, and sitting next to him is an extremely beautiful female crown. Every time he picks up the cake next to him, he will stuff it lovingly into the middle-aged Taoist priest's mouth.
It is simply jaw-dropping that such beautiful and vulgar things can happen to people who practice Taoism.
While stuffing the cakes, Nu Guan whispered: "Master Yue, don't forget that I am the one who brought you the newly delivered Lingyuan Pill."
"Of course I won't forget it."
The middle-aged Taoist priest pinched Nu Guan's body and said with a wicked smile: "When the time comes, I will reward you with one."
The female crown's eyes are as charming as silk, and her breath is as orchid-like.
"Master Yue Guanzhen is the nephew of the Great Master Yuchen, and I don't have as much Lingyuan Pill as I need."
"That's right, Guanzhu Yue was still at the fourth level last year, but he has reached the third level this year. There is no chance of entering the first level in the future."
The two Taoist priests around him had long been accustomed to this and kept laughing in apology.
They don't dare to think too much about this Ling Yuan Dan, but there is no doubt that they can get some of the other Kai Yuan Dan.
"First grade!?"
A glimmer of light appeared in Guanzhu Yue's eyes, "As long as there is a steady supply of Lingyuan Pills, it will only be a matter of time before the first grade comes."
At the first-level realm, he is considered a master in the world. Coupled with his connections, he might have the opportunity to enter the Zhenyi Mountain to practice the core martial arts of the Zhenyi Sect.
Thinking of this, Master Yue's heart became hot.
"The Lingyuan Pill is a pill that comes to the new younger generation. You are now thirty-nine years old, so you can't be considered a younger generation, right?"
At this time, the old Taoist priest next to him spoke.
Guanzhu Yue was shocked when he heard this, and then looked at the old Taoist robe carefully, and couldn't help but sneered: "What does the matter of my true religion have to do with you, a wild Taoist?"
When the other Taoist priests around him heard the word "wild Taoist", their eyes suddenly turned cold.
"How dare you dare to criticize my true religion?"
"Could it be that you don't want to live anymore?"
When the tea guests around heard this, they all turned pale with fright, stood up and retreated into the distance.
The True Sect is an unscrupulous existence in Dayan Jianghu.
The old Taoist's expression was always as calm as water, and he said: "What, what did I say was wrong?"
Guanzhu Yue smiled coldly, "To discuss my true religion is to seek death."
As he said this, he looked at the three Taoists next to him.
The three of them also understood the situation and rushed towards the man quickly.
These three people have cultivation levels of five levels, two of them, and one person has a level four cultivation level. They are not very advanced, but they can barely escape from being a fish in the world. From their point of view, it is no problem to deal with the poor Taoist in front of them.
"Boohoo!"
The next moment, three rays of cold light shot out, fast and undetectable.
The three Zhenyi Sect Taoists paused for a moment, and then they all fell to the ground, with a hole the size of a thumb appearing between their eyebrows.
"you!"
When Nu Guan saw this, her face was as pale as a piece of paper.
She didn't see clearly how the wild Taoist took action, as if the three of them died in just the blink of an eye.
This wild Taoist is definitely a master!
Guanzhu Yue was also shocked, but then quickly calmed down, "You dare to kill my disciple of the True One Sect?"
"Are you worthy of talking about truth?"
The old Taoist priest touched the umbrella beside him and said calmly: "Disciples like you will only break Zhenyi's rules and ruin Zhenyi's reputation. They should be killed!"
As he spoke, the old Taoist priest moved the umbrella in his hand.
"Boohoo!"
"thump!"
Two more rays of cold light shot out, and immediately Guanzhu Yue and the female crown fell to the ground.
"Shopkeeper, bury these people, here is the money."
The old Taoist took out a few taels of broken silver and put it on the table, then calmly picked up the black umbrella and left.
This scene happened very quickly. The old Taoist killed two people with lightning speed, and many people around him didn't come back to their senses.
By the time everyone came to their senses, the wild Taoist had long gone.
The silvery white moonlight shines on the ground, and the fragrance of night fills the air, giving people a dreamlike feeling.
Yujing City, Lumen.
An Jing planned to leave Yujing City in two days, and planned to visit Lu Guoyong, the number one Confucian scholar today, before leaving.
"Boom!"
An Jing walked to the door and knocked.
Not long after, a concierge poked his head out and said, "Your Excellency, are you Mr. An Jing'an?"
An Jing asked doubtfully: "Do you know me?"
The porter smiled and said: "Lv Gong has already given the order, please come in."
When An Jing heard this, he couldn't help but laugh. He didn't expect that Lu Guoyong would predict his arrival.
He has been to Lu Mansion several times and even lived there for a while, so he is quite familiar with it.
Not long after, the concierge brought An Jing to the banquet hall.
At this time, the hall in front was brightly lit, and there was a faint sound of pushing cups and changing lamps.
An Jing walked in and saw Lu Guoyong, dressed in white, sitting at the top with a porcelain cup in his hand, while sitting at the bottom were Zhou Xianming with a red face and Lu Fang with a wry smile.
"Meet Mr. Lu."
An Jing walked into the hall and hugged his fists at Lu Guoyong, who was leading him.
"Brother An, you came just in time, let's have a few drinks."
Seeing An Jing, Zhou Xianming's eyes lit up, and he quickly stepped forward and grabbed An Jing's sleeve, "I will definitely win the first prize in this imperial examination. In this way, I will win three prizes in a row, which is rare in history."
When An Jing saw this, he frowned and said, "Mr. Zhou drank a lot."
Zhou Xianming understands that he is very measured every time he drinks. He rarely ends up drunk or tipsy.
Zhou Xianming raised his glass and smiled: "I didn't drink too much."
Then he sat down on his own, poured a glass of wine and drank it in one gulp.
"Sit down first."
Lu Guoyong smiled and said: "Don't worry about him, just let him drink."
Hearing this, An Jing slowly entered the table and said, "Mr. Lu, do you know that I will come today?"
"Know."
Lu Guoyong nodded and said: "Not only do I know you will come, I also know that Ye Ding of the Zhenyi Sect has prepared to go down the mountain for you."
Ye Ding came down from the mountain. It has not yet spread completely. The news spread in the world is always delayed by half a beat. In fact, these news have been passed down by countless eyes and ears.
The news Li Fuzhou received was from a secret letter sent by a human sect spy via a flying falcon.
Lu Guoyong also knew about this matter, which shows that it is not simple.
You must know that Lu Guoyong does not have his own intelligence organization. His only source of information is through the court's dragnet, and the dragnet is the eyes and ears of the Human Emperor.
An Jing laughed and said, "If he comes down from the mountain, just let him come down. Does he claim that the right way is the right way?"
Lu Guoyong poured a glass of wine and said: "Ye Ding has been the number one person on the righteous path for half his life, isn't that right?"
These words contain deep meaning and are thought-provoking.
If he was not the first person to be righteous, then the people who once praised him were wrong. Would they think they were wrong?
An Jing remained silent. The return of the Demon Cult was indeed not as simple as imagined.
Before, he thought that with the approval of the Human Emperor, he could bring the Demon Cult back to the Yan Kingdom, but now it seems that this is not entirely true. Ye Ding's move is forcing him to walk into the trap.
An Jing thought for a moment and said, "If I make another appointment,"
"They won't give you a chance."
Lu Guoyong drank the newly filled wine in one gulp, "This wine is really good."
This in itself is a conspiracy. If you don't go to Blue Sky Island on the seventh day of the lunar month next month, you are not sincere. If you are not sincere, you are a public enemy. When the time comes, the demon sect will not come back to preach, but will fall into endless killings.
And when the time comes, the only option is to conquer this world, kill until no one dares to oppose the Demon Sect, kill until there is no Righteous Alliance, and kill until no one dares to say that he is the number one member of the Righteous Alliance.
Does the Demon Cult have such strength?!
An Jing shook his head, "This Blue Sky Island is very dangerous."
Lu Guoyong nodded: "It is indeed dangerous."
Ye Ding was forcing An Jing and wanted to kill him. The so-called settlement of grudges was just because the master had a good reputation, because the 21-year-old swordsman cast a shadow on their hearts.
There is such a swordsman in the Demon Cult. Who can not be afraid of him?
Lu Guoyong would not help An Jing make a choice, he would just explain the pros and cons clearly.
After all, you have to walk your own road.
An Jing understood, poured a glass of wine and said, "Mr. Lu, please."
"please."
Both of them drank it all in one gulp.
An Jing smiled and said, "Mr. Lu is so heroic."
Lu Guoyong is just an ordinary person. He is now in his eighties and almost ninety, and it is really rare that he can still drink like this.
Lu Guoyong glanced at his beloved disciple and said with a smile: "We agreed to have a drink with Xianming today."
"Thank you teacher."
Zhou Xianming felt warm in his heart.
Lu Guoyong beckoned: "Bring some more wine."
The lowered Lu Fang hesitated to speak. He knew his father's temperament and he couldn't persuade him.
Then, a maid came up with several jugs of fine wine.
Several people moved from cup to cup, one cup after another, and soon the wine pot was almost bottomed out again.
Zhou Xianming kept belching wine, and his face was extremely red.
Lu Guoyong raised his empty wine glass and said: "The past is not important, the future is not important, the present is the most important."
These words seemed to be addressed to Zhou Xianming, but they also seemed to be addressed to An Jing.
"Now?"
An Jing murmured to himself, and then said: "Mr. Lu is right, the present is the most important thing."
"No one will know what they want without experiencing everything, power, desire, family affection, love. Only in the end will you know what you want."
"Yu Ying of the Zhenyi Sect was too immersed in power. Although the Zhenyi Sect developed rapidly and became powerful in the world, what will be left after the wave of power fades? It is nothing but corpses and emptiness."
Lu Guoyong looked at An Jing and said: "If one day you can do something for the people of the world, I hope you can do something within your ability."
An Jing raised his eyebrows, and then fell silent.
He has never tied himself to the world. He has always felt that he is an insignificant little person. He only thinks that one day when the world is over, he can live a peaceful and stable life.
But now his position has been pushed by the general trend without realizing it.
He is no longer the insignificant little doctor in Yuzhou City. He can even stir up a storm by flapping his wings.
On those shoulders, the hopes and lives of countless people are carried.
His thoughts should be different.
An Jing said seriously: "Mr. Lu, I understand."
The old man in front of him sits high in the temple. He is a person who truly thinks about the people.
"Ha ha ha ha."
Lu Guoyong laughed loudly and said: "Don't shoulder the general trend of the world. The general trend is too heavy and no one can stir it up."
With that said, Lu Guoyong poured another glass of wine.
"father!"
Lu Fang whispered.
"Xian Ming."
Lu Guoyong waved his hand, then looked at Zhou Xianming: "You have ambitions, I hope you can realize them in the future."
With that said, Lu Guoyong drank the wine in the glass again.
Zhou Xianming sat next to the desk, holding an empty wine cup in his hand, and then he laughed. He looked like he was about to cry, but not a single tear flowed.
An Jing didn't speak, just looked at Zhou Xianming quietly.
From the beginning, he and Li Yue were destined to have no chance.
Li Yue only had a short time to practice the Blood Spirit Art, and Zhou Xianming was extremely talented and astonishing. If a person did not have this status, he might still have a possible past.
For men, love is like a tsunami, a wave that overturns a city.
That night, Zhou Xianming got very drunk, and finally An Jing took his clothes and took him back to the room.
Lu Guoyong held on to the railing and walked towards his bedroom.
He never asked for help from others, even if Lu Fang was standing next to him.
Suddenly his steps stopped, and his cloudy eyes looked in the direction of Yujing City.
The night sky is like a navy blue curtain, dotted with twinkling stars.
Lu Guoyong said: "I haven't had such a happy drink in a long time."
Lu Fang was stunned and looked in the direction of Yujing City.