Jiang Wen put the ancient bronze sword back into its lacquered wood scabbard, and then took two steps back to maintain a safe distance to express his sincerity in the peace talks.
"Your Holy Mother of Red Lotus is missing?"
The Liuding goddesses looked at each other, and one of them shook off her white gauze and responded coldly.
"Otherwise? If my sect hadn't been leaderless, how could you, a thief, be so arrogant!"
Jiang Wen also replied without giving in: "Then on the other hand, if I hadn't been living in seclusion and meditating, the Fuwei Escort Agency would be leaderless now. How could you guys have kidnapped my disciple?"
The other party frowned slightly, but were interrupted by Jiang Wen, "It's meaningless to care about these things now. I'm just curious about why you are targeting my apprentice? Could it be that now that things have happened, you still think this is a coincidence?
"
Once the two questions were raised, the other party was immediately speechless.
"The thing is like this. Someone released the news tonight, enticing a few of us to go to the Fuwei Escort Agency to inquire. Then we bumped into the disciple and mistakenly thought it was the saint who was in charge of the helm..."
Seeing Jiang Wen's thoughtful expression, the older Goddess Liu Ding also fell silent.
By now, they had already discovered that something was fishy. However, the two sides had just gotten angry and were annoyed by Jiang Wen's method of removing the firewood from the cauldron.
No matter what the reason was, after all, he was the one who started the provocation by kidnapping the other party's apprentice, and the other party's intention to kill was just a thought, and there was no need to argue over words.
"Previously, there was no news about my teaching, Hongyang Dharma Protector. Three days ago, the Holy Mother of Red Lotus Bodhisattva disappeared again. Our sisters were nowhere to be found in the city, so we mistakenly identified your disciple as..."
One of the six goddesses took the initiative and told them all about their current predicament.
"If your Holy Mother disappeared before, then a few days ago I fought with a ghost-faced man in Netherworld Alley..."
"Interestingly, that person also used these almost transparent threads!"
Jiang Wen was shocked. The Holy Mother of Red Lotus said that day that she was looking for Netherworld Alley, and he also met a ghost-faced man with an indistinguishable male and female voice in Netherworld Alley. Therefore, although the other party did not say it clearly, he almost wrote the words "White Lotus Sect"
It’s on the face, and now it seems like it’s the old suspicion formation?
After hearing this, Goddess Liuding quickly asked: "What does that man look like?"
Jiang Wen described it in detail: "Wearing a mask with upside-down facial features and a terrifying appearance, he is extremely skilled in light kung fu, and his martial arts skills are also unique. He has competed with me several times, and the opponent's internal strength is so profound that it is difficult to shake..."
Goddess Liuding discovered the flaw instantly.
"The appearance is similar, but the inner strength is definitely not that of the Red Lotus Holy Mother Bodhisattva! If the opponent still has the silk thread in his hand, then this person..."
The voice weakened, and the women in white gauze looked at each other. Apparently they had guessed the identity of the other party, but they were not willing to reveal it to Jiang Wen, so they just chattered secretly.
The next second, the sheathed sword in Jiang Wen's hand swung out again, cutting through all the commotion.
"Tell me quickly, what do you all know? And what news did you hear that made you take such a risk and go to Fuwei Escort Agency?"
Goddess Liu Ding, who was pointed directly at her with a sharp sword, looked forward to death and did not care at all about the threat in Jiang Wen's words.
"I sensed that someone was behind the scenes, allowing various forces to gather at Fuwei Escort Agency, trying to sit back and watch the fight between tigers and tigers."
But Jiang Wen waved his hand impatiently.
"Nowadays, many forces are gathering in Fuzhou City. No matter whose hands it falls into, your Red Lotus Virgin Bodhisattva is in danger. If you are willing to tell me the inside story, I won't mind rescuing her."
Goddess Liu Ding changed her color instantly. They did not comment on Jiang Wen's character, but they admired his martial arts. A master who could break through the rain of silkworms with his clever moves was definitely not an ordinary person. There was absolutely something to be said for it.
The confidence of these words.
"But why should we believe you?"
The youngest goddess Liu Ding still couldn't help but choked back.
Many times, having information means taking the initiative. Jiang Wen had previously sneaked into the nunnery and eavesdropped on the White Lotus Sect's conversations, and this immediately came in handy.
"Are you sure that the other party is not the Holy Mother of the Red Lotus? I guess there is a flaw in the martial arts. Cultivating a strong and yang internal force like mine, as the saying goes, is hard and easy to break, and the yang is not born. If it is used easily, it will easily lead to internal energy.
The body will be leaked and burned by the blazing sun, am I right?"
Putting aside the unfinished Nine-Yang Magic in Jin Yong's original work, there is a hidden danger that the inner energy will leak out uncontrollably, leading to the death of Master Jue Yuan. This simply shows that the cultivation and cultivation of inner energy here in Qingjianghu is particularly difficult. These are like time bombs.
If the inner strength is hidden in the body, various hidden dangers will inevitably arise.
Seeing the drastic change in the other party's expression, Jiang Wen continued calmly: "From the mysterious to the female, the roots are deep. There are two meridians of Ren and Du, one yin and one yang. The Ren meridian is the mother of yin blood, and the Du meridian is the father of yang energy. As for the
If the Yang Qi does not dissipate, where will death come from... The formula of your Holy Fire Kung Fu is nothing more than this, right?"
The six goddesses were stunned.
The Liuding Goddess was originally a saint from various branches of the White Lotus Sect. Naturally, she had practiced the Holy Fire Kung Fu for a few days. However, due to her talent, she modified the Jade Girl Anti-Seclusion Dafa. She and the Liujia Guxu Formation of the Liujia Divine General were both guardians.
important martial arts.
Therefore, the six Ding goddesses who gradually calmed down also started discussing.
"Did the person who sent the letter do it on purpose..."
"Impossible. The Holy Fire Technique of our religion is so profound that ordinary people will never know it..."
"Could it be that what you suspect is..."
All the evidence has been thrown out, Jiang Wen is very sure that the other party will tell him, or in this situation, they can only choose to believe in themselves, give them a little more time, I believe they will gain something.
At this time, Jiang Wen rescued Fu Ningdie and saw that the little girl was still sleeping soundly. He simply strolled around and looked around, taking in the historical pavilion in the middle of the lake.
There is a caisson above the pavilion of the water pavilion, with a crane carved in the center and bats around it. On weekends, the spring water surges and the blue waves appear, creating a sense of wealth and aristocratic history that cannot be blown away by the rain and wind. Interestingly, the stone carvings on the railings on both sides of the water pavilion are exquisite and delicate.
, there are petal patterns, ball patterns, and branch patterns scattered all over. The patterns of various colors are ancient and vigorous, and the knife skills are exquisite.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "I can understand the caisson, but with the surrounding circle of dark sculptures, it seems that this is clearly a tomb... Which rich family can play this
This hellish art?”
Jiang Wen looked around intently. The layout of this waterside pavilion was invisible and difficult to gather energy. It seemed a little strange. Then he stepped on the edge of the lake platform and exerted a little force, breaking into the secret room with the door open.
Goddess Liu Ding was still chattering away when she suddenly noticed that Jiang Wen's figure had disappeared. She immediately chased him in a panic and broke into the dark room one after another.
"No trespassing in forbidden areas!"
But it was too late. Jiang Wen had already strolled into the secret room and saw at a glance the stone bed, the simple furnishings of the stone chairs, and the bluestone outer coffin parked beside the wall, which was built airtight.
A place where the dead rest.
The oil lamp swayed slightly in the wind. Jiang Wen was not surprised to see the coffin, but he was extremely surprised by the silent and deep chamber.
There were gusts of cold wind in the secret room, and the candle flames were swaying with all their strength, but they still could not illuminate this small area. In the huge mural in front of us, some of the warriors in white were holding pestles, some were equipped with swords, and some were holding whips.
Majestic, powerful, simple and vigorous, it seems like the fluttering clothes are about to come to life.
Goddess Liu Ding was horrified and wanted Jiang Wen to leave the secret room, but he was staring at a unique character in the picture.
This man has a strange and grotesque appearance, and his posture is ridiculous. He is holding a knife to cut open his face, making a funny face while facing the monk with a funny and ugly smile.
The practice of painting murals in tombs has been popular since ancient times. However, most of them are works of looking forward to the bliss of the afterlife, worshiping gods and Buddhas from afar, or recalling the tomb owner’s extravagant and leisurely activities during his lifetime. Very few people would paint insignificant things.
But at this time, in front of Jiang Wen, he saw a long scroll of murals that ran through the four walls of the secret room and connected from beginning to end. The corners seemed to have been cut out from somewhere.
The content of the picture is extremely complex, sparing no effort to depict the mountains, flowing water, green peaks and green trees. In the background there are countless mountains and mountains, the most obvious of which is a five consecutive dangerous peaks.
The people in the painting are faintly divided into two parts, standing facing each other. On one side are the monks in robes and sandals with no compassionate eyes, and on the other side are the masters in white clothes and red scarves with swords and spears like a forest. The two sides are converging in the empty valley. The painting
All the people in the painting were silent, their expressions were subtle and smooth, and their lines were strong and powerful.
Jiang Wen stared closely at the person in the center of the screen, his eyes full of inexplicable meanings. Even the sound of Goddess Liu Ding coming in to stop him was naturally forgotten by him.
Even though it has been weathered, the year of the inscription on this huge painting is still vaguely visible, but it contains a very unfamiliar year number - Dragon and Phoenix.
"You are here just in time. As far as I know, with the dragon and phoenix as the reign name, only Han Lin'er, who was the emperor in Bozhou at the end of the Yuan Dynasty for thousands of years. This waterside pavilion has strict rules and is like a mausoleum. Could it be that the person buried in the blue stone coffin is
Xiao Ming Wang Han Lin'er?"
Jiang Wen turned around, his eyes revealing confusion that was so thick that he couldn't get rid of it, "But why is the background of this painting under the Wuru Peak of Songshan Mountain?!"
Goddess Liu Ding looked surprised. One of them suppressed the objections of the others and whispered to Jiang Wen as kindly as possible.
"As you said, this is the coffin and tomb of King Xiao Ming of our religion. Please leave quickly!"
Jiang Wen added: "It's true. In the first year of the Dragon and Phoenix written in the painting, it should be Liu Futong, the general of the Red Scarf Army, who welcomed the fifteen-year-old Han Lin'er. Because of the saying that after the birth of King Ming, Maitreya descended, he was called the Little Ming King.
The capital was Bozhou, and the capital was changed to Dragon and Phoenix."
Goddess Liu Ding nodded and continued: "That's right. I taught Protector Liu Futong to welcome King Xiao Ming as the leader from Fenchuan Mountain in Muzhou. Leader Han learned the sacred book of the Holy Mother of Red Sky on the mountain, and his martial arts have been studied by heaven and man.
, his magic can summon gods and ghosts, so he convinced everyone in the sect at a young age."
Jiang Wen vaguely felt that something was wrong, but he still suppressed his doubts and continued to listen to what the other party said.
Slowly, the Six Ding Goddess chattered about the deeds of King Xiao Ming, including receiving immortal magic from Shengxian Mountain, teaching Qimen Dunjia, resolving the grievances of the martial arts heroes in the Central Plains, fighting and expelling the northern monks of Yuanting, and even
He used a trick to kill Chahan Timur, the king of Yingchuan in Runan, and his words were full of admiration.
Jiang Wen raised the oil lamp and stared closely at a young man in white in the mural. A few strokes of his strokes outlined endless high-spiritedness. Surrounded by so many people, it was difficult to connect him with the mediocre puppets who died in the river in history.
Together.
Jiang Wen is a man with a lot of heart. Regardless of national history and family history, the historical practice of compiling history is not only the habit of slandering political opponents and making small talk, but also the custom of beautifying the king and hiding for the respected...
Seeing Goddess Liu Ding's eyes admiring the man in the mural, Jiang Wen thought a lot at that moment, and even began to wonder if he had accidentally fallen into the relationship of some ancient idol trainee from the Yuan Dynasty who had been out for hundreds of years.
A gang?
"And after the new leader took office, he used his troops to fight in succession until the third year of Dragon and Phoenix. He even divided his troops into three groups for the Northern Expedition to attack Dadu. What the mural in the secret room tells about is that before the Northern Expedition, Leader Han took Hongyang with him.
I taught a group of civil and military personnel to visit the Shaolin Temple, an ancient temple in Songshan Mountain, to resolve the grudges caused by the previous leader of Fangla..."
Hearing this, Jiang Wen couldn't help it. Originally, the Han Lin'er he heard was just a puppet who supported him and did nothing until the 26th year of Zhizheng, when he was drowned in the Guazhou River by Liao Yongzhong, a general under Zhu Yuanzhang.
But what the Goddess Liu Ding said about Han Lin'er, the wise god of which world line, was clearly Zhang Wuji's script, right?
"This seems different from what is written in the book..."
However, before Jiang Wen finished speaking, Goddess Liu Ding took the lead.
"Hmph, those are all intentional slanders by the traitor Zhu Chongba. When he was compiling the history of the Yuan Dynasty, he insulted our religion as a 'monster'. He was really shameless!"
Jiang Wen thought about it for a while and it seemed that he was the same. In order to respect the integrity of the Ming Dynasty, the history editors in the Ming Dynasty tried their best to eliminate the superior-subordinate relationship between Zhu Yuanzhang and the Longfeng regime. Fortunately, Gao Dai's "Hongyou Lu" and He Qiaoyuan's "Famous Mountain Collection" and other private writings of the Ming Dynasty left them
According to some records, they unanimously praised: "Lin'er burned Shangdu, occupied the left part of Liao Dynasty, trapped Shanxi and Hebei, harassed Guanlong, and made the Yuan soldiers exhausted."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! But in fact, before Zhu Yuanzhang cleared the Central Plains and decided to make the Northern Expedition, the ones who dealt the heaviest blow to the Yuan Dynasty were the rebels from various places such as Han Shantong, Liu Futong, Peng Yingyu, Xu Shouhui, and Zhang Shicheng.
For example, take the three-pronged Northern Expeditionary Army of King Xiao Ming mentioned just now. Among them, the Eastern Route Northern Expeditionary Army was the closest to the capital of the Yuan Dynasty, only 120 miles away. The Central Route Army even reached Goryeo, and the West Route Army persisted in Shaanxi until
To the twenty-first year of Zhengzheng.
Although the regime achieved nothing politically, it still dealt a major blow to the rulers of the Yuan Dynasty and made an indelible contribution to the eventual overthrow of the Yuan Dynasty. In fact, the Ming Dynasty also developed from the Dragon and Phoenix regime in a sense.
"Okay, okay, I'll just take your Amway. Leader Han is indeed wise and powerful, and my admiration is like the endless stream of a river..."
As the Six Ding Goddess turned on a strange switch, the other party's attitude became much more enthusiastic. However, Jiang Wen's head was as big as the other's. He just wanted to end the gossip quickly, so he simply changed the subject by perfunctory, "How about
First, tell me about the visit to the Shaolin Temple in the mural? Why did you specifically draw this event?"
Goddess Liuding was indeed fooled, and immediately said to Jiang Wen with a look of admiration: "This mural was not painted by our sect, but when Yu Dayou swept through the Shaolin Temple, he accidentally saw it on the inner wall of the east gable of the main hall of Chu Zu'an...
…”
"Wait a moment!"
Jiang Wen couldn't help but speak out again, "Does this matter have something to do with Yu Dayou's martial arts training in Shaolin Temple? Could it be that Yu Dayou is also a member of your White Lotus Sect? Is this really reasonable?"
The youngest of the Six Ding Goddess said angrily: "General Yu was born in Quan County, so he has a close relationship with our sect. However, the murals were seen by Tang Shunzhi, the protector of Hongyang at that time, who was watching the martial arts with us.
Get it back from Shaolin Temple and put it in the tomb..."
Jiang Wen heard another familiar name - Mr. Tang Shunzhi of Jingchuan, a famous anti-Japanese general with Yu Dayou, who was both civil and military, was actually the protector of the White Lotus Sect? Are they planning to build a White Lotus universe for themselves?
"Shaolin captured Dharma protector Liu Futong at that time. Leader Han and he were like father and son, so he used martial arts to win over others. The leader convinced the monks with his martial arts, and talked about the meaning of Buddhism in an attempt to resolve the conflict, which eventually led to the retreat of the eminent monks in the mountains behind the Shaolin Temple.
The two sides met to discuss Taoism in the Songshan Pagoda Forest. Look at the cave in the painting, are there three figures emerging?"
Jiang Wen observed carefully that just behind the Chuzu Temple of the mountain temple, there was a natural stone cave more than ten meters below the top of Wuru Peak, with the words "Dharma Cave" written on it. It was outlined with Su Mo, and it could indeed be distinguished.
There were some figures covered with dry moss, but their shapes were huge, black, and weird and ethereal, not at all like the monks in monks' clothes in the pictures.
"Well, if I use my imagination, it does look a bit human!"
Goddess Liu Ding nodded slightly: "This fight in the painting is extremely dangerous. It is said that the three Shaolin monks have been in seclusion for hundreds of years. Their Buddhist cultivation has surpassed the four characteristics of human and self. Their martial arts are invisible and formless, and their moves are like lightning.
At that time, among the many talented people in the Ming Zun Sect, no one could match his talent."
The gauze-clad woman waved her arms and pointed to the mural. There were two other people in the field. They were standing in line with the handsome Han Lin'er in white, facing the eerie Bodhidharma Cave in the distance.
"The danger of this gambling battle has almost exhausted the luck of the sect for hundreds of years. Leader Han fought three divine monks alone, using the nine-level holy fire skill to dominate the battle in martial arts, and the blazing sun shone brightly. The two guardians were ingenious,
He guessed the color of the eyes and the sound of the ears, so he performed the method with his own body and narrowly won."
"The man in rags on the left side of the painting is Zhou Dian, a Buddhist from mainland China who taught me. At that time, he cut open his face with a knife, spilled blood, and made all kinds of horrible and grotesque shapes. He was using his body to speak about the impermanence of Buddhism.
The mind was turned upside down in great terror, and then he cut out his heart with a knife and bled to death. This made the two of them frown slightly, their eyes moved, and the meditation eyes of the three monks were broken."
"The person on the right side of the painting dressed as a Taoist priest is Zhang Zhong, the Taoist priest I taught Tieguan. He is good at Taiyi Divine Numbers. He watches the clouds and fortunes on the spot, deduce the fortunes and misfortunes of the past and future centuries, and composes a ballad that directly leads to the destiny, and says: "
The Yuan Dynasty killed the Han and left half of them. The eight oxen ran away and the descendants fled. So far, there were only three and a half people. They killed the foreigners for three hundred years.
All empty ears."
"Seeing the death of two protectors, King Xiao Ming was heartbroken. Seeing that the sun was too blazing, he was on the verge of becoming a demon. However, he was extremely talented, and he reached a new level in a desperate situation. The Holy Fire Kung Fu went from strong to soft, and he suddenly used
He created an unprecedented weird martial art. As all the subtleties of the newly created martial arts were brought into play, the devil's heart was gradually affected. Suddenly he looked up to the sky and smiled, and his voice was full of evil and treacherous meaning."
Goddess Liu Ding's tone became heavier, "The three divine monks stopped upon seeing this, and chanted the Diamond Sutra together to try to dispel their hostility. Finally, they ordered Shaolin to stop using their weapons and release Liu Futong, the protector. Before leaving, they also gave Master Han a treasure and wrote
There is a saying in the saying, 'To overcome the suffering in the sea, Mani's orb'..."
It turned out to be a Mani Orb!
Jiang Wen was horrified, and the news he had heard before also appeared in his mind.
At this time, the cold wind was blowing in the secret room, and the people on the murals were also lifelike. It was as if we could see the majestic figures of the past. However, the picture changed. At this time, things have changed and people have changed. I am afraid that even the bones in the coffins of the people back then have turned into
Noodles.
"What happened to Prince Xiao Ming?"
Jiang Wen also felt sad. If Han Lin'er had such great achievements back then, it would be almost the same as his own today. Could it be that he had so much martial arts in vain, but in the end he could only lose to the long years?
The woman in gauze clothes said indifferently: "King Xiao Ming went crazy later. What he took out from the belly of the bloody Buddha statue in his sermon were not intestines, but countless wriggling tentacles. He also said that the gods he worshiped were difficult and unpredictable, which was tantamount to
Asking for a ray of mercy among the sands of the Ganges River. Leader Han holds the treasures given by the Shaolin monks day and night. Regardless of the government affairs, even in the critical moment of the Nine Years of Dragon and Phoenix, he is only willing to pass down a method of killing and reviving injuries."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! In February of the ninth year of Dragon and Phoenix (1363), Zhang Shicheng sent his general Lu Zhen to attack Anfeng. Han Lin'er and Liu Futong were besieged in Anfeng City for a long time. "People in the city eat each other.
If there are corpses buried in the ground and rotting, they can also dig them up and eat them. Or they can use the mud at the bottom of a well to make pills and fry them for food."
As Goddess Liu Ding said, even after reaching this level, Han Lin'er still stayed behind closed doors. Later, he was tied up by people sent by Zhu Yuanzhang and drowned in the rolling river of Guazhou along with the secret of the treasure.
"But the Hongyang Sect believes that Leader Han did not die so easily. Instead, he escaped by feigning death and studied the secrets in the orb. Because as early as the siege of Anfeng, many people in the sect had witnessed
Protector Liu Futong was beheaded by Lu Zhen, his liver and brains were completely bruised, and he was almost invisible. However, he appeared in King Xiao Ming's tent again the next day, and it was not until three years later that he was drowned by Zhu Chongba's men together."
This is a very paradoxical rumor, but Jiang Wen remembered that there were historians in the Ming Dynasty who were indeed vague about the year of Liu Futong's death, and held two theories:
One is that he was killed by Lu Zhen during the siege of Anfeng in the 23rd year of Zhizheng (1363, the ninth year of Longfeng). Historical materials such as "Records of Taizu of the Ming Dynasty" maintain this theory; the other is that he was killed in the 26th year of Zhizheng (1363).
In 1366 (the twelfth year of the Dragon and Phoenix years), Zhu Yuanzhang drowned together with King Xiao Ming when he took Han Lin'er, King of Xiao Ming, across the river. Historical sources such as "Gengshen Waishi" maintain this theory.
Both descriptions are well-documented, and the records of time and place are clear and unmistakable. However, it is common knowledge that a person cannot die twice. Those who experienced it at that time may even be still alive. How could they tell someone who was not far away?
How could a powerful man record two completely different death messages? Could it be that this Liu Futong had really come back from the dead?
"I think the problem arises with the Mani Pearl. Do you have any idea where this bead is now?"
Jiang Wen directly expressed his opinion.
The woman in gauze clothes also agreed: "The leader of Han Dynasty should have hidden it. Zhu Chongba once coveted the whereabouts of the Mani Pearl, so he sent the Marquis of Jiangxia and Zhou Dexing to Fu and Quan to search everywhere, so that it was widely spread among the people.
The theory of Feng Shui is actually about finding the Mani Pearl."
Another Goddess Liu Ding said, "Sister, you have forgotten that earlier, because I heard that the Mani Pearl of the eminent Shaolin monks came from the Song Dynasty Mausoleum of Lizong, Zhu Chongba once awarded Wang Mian to the famous scholar to consult on joining the army. He found it along the way.
He went to Tianzhang Temple in Lanting, Kuaiji, but died suddenly."
This incident has also been recorded in history books. "History of the Ming Dynasty·Wenyuan Biography" records: "The emperor took Wuzhou, attacked Yue, searched for a crown, set up a shogunate, and was given the opportunity to consult and join the army. One night, he died of illness." Huang Hufa died.
The previous Kuanghu also mentioned this person, but I don’t know what he meant by the resurrection of Tianzhang Temple.
Jiang Wen sighed: "There is a lot of disturbance in the city because of this thing. I didn't expect that I could hear the news here. Is it because of this treasure that your White Lotus Sect is here now?"
Goddess Liu Ding looked at each other, probably thinking that after all they had said so much, it was better to believe the other person.
"Since the death of King Xiao Ming, the saints of our Hongyang Sect have been burned in fires and died many times, so that their popularity has gradually declined. The Hongyang Saint Boy guessed that it is similar to yours, and it is all caused by the absence of Gu Yang.
Martial arts cannot be reconciled at all, so the Holy Mother of Red Lotus is here to seize a pure Yin martial arts."
Jiang Wen looked at them with a strange expression.
"The pure Yin martial arts in Netherworld Alley is so magical? Why does it sound more and more familiar to me the more I hear about it?"
Because she had been shocked by all kinds of things today, the woman in gauze clothes had already become numb, and she showed an expression as expected: "As expected, you also know the news about this martial arts."
Jiang Wen remained silent, not daring to tell them that in fact, everything he knew was obtained by eavesdropping on their corners.
"In fact, our sect has been trying to search for it for a long time, but this martial art also has some indescribable connections with our sect. If it weren't for the Holy Fire Skill of the Red Lotus Virgin, which is on the verge of becoming popular, we would not have made such an assumption."
"Huh? What do you mean?" Jiang Wen asked.
A Liuding goddess said in a low voice: "This matter needs to be brought back to the front. The reason why Fang La, the former leader of Mingzun Sect in the Song Dynasty, became enemies with the martial arts was because he acted cruelly, killed too much, and wiped out the whole family at every turn. He raised troops in the south of the Yangtze River.
During the rebellion against the Song Dynasty, they even killed the Fuzhou magistrate and his entire family. However, the other party came back from the dead and created a pure Yin Jirou martial arts to suppress the martial arts of our religion..."
Return to the sun after death? Skull Governor?
As soon as Jiang Wen heard this allusion he had heard recently, he immediately thought of a more familiar character.
"Is the Fuzhou prefect you are talking about named Huang Mingshang? He served as editor during the Zhenghe period of Emperor Huizong. He searched all over the world for Taoist books, engraving and printing them. There were a total of 5,481 volumes, which was called "Wanshou Taoist Canon"
"?"
Jiang Wen slapped his thigh. No wonder this story sounded so familiar. It was clearly the story of Huang Shang compiling the "Nine Yin Manual"!
However, I can master this martial art myself. Although the Nine Yin Manual can reconcile yin and yang, forge bones and heal injuries, it may not be able to be integrated with martial arts similar to the Nine Yang Divine Art to eliminate the consequences of fire and body burning. Could the other party have done it?
wrong?
Goddess Liuding continued to be shocked. They simply could not imagine that there were such knowledgeable people in the world. No matter what obscure rumors and records they mentioned in the religion, the other party could complete the story with a clear face.
Nine is inseparable from ten.
If they were not sure that the other party was a man, they would have suspected that it was a saint from the branch who had deliberately disguised herself to joke with them.
Because the Liuding Goddess always felt that the Taoist priest in front of them was too keen on gossiping, and his expressions and voice were so natural that they unknowingly shared what they knew.
In view of the friendship of sharing gossip together, Jiang Wen patted his clothes with satisfaction and said to the Six Ding Goddess: "We are destined to meet each other today. Since your Holy Mother disappeared in Netherworld Lane, I will stop by tonight to find out the chat table.
Thank you. The main reason is that I didn’t bring my business card today, otherwise I would have asked you to work part-time at the front desk of the sect..."
The youngest Goddess Liu Ding looked at Jiang Wen with unfinished expression, and suddenly took a breath of cold air, as if she suddenly remembered something terrible, and then pointed at Jiang Wen, whose beautiful face turned pale.
"I understand! Could it be that you are also here for that Netherworld-engraved "Nine Nether Scriptures"?!"
Jiang Wen was about to get up and leave without taking a breath, and almost overturned the stone bench in front of him.
"How did you jump to this logic? And when reading a book, you must read the original version!"