Fang Yun and Zhao Boyan looked at each other. They were talking about the clan's mansion, but they didn't expect that the clan's mansion would send a letter so quickly.
"Where's the letter? Bring it to me and see!"
Fang Yun stretched out his big hand and said.
"Master, here is the letter."
Uncle Liang handed over the letter.
Fang Yun opened the envelope, and a line of cursive writing with flying dragons and phoenixes immediately came into view:
The Zongren Mansion has specially prepared a small gift to congratulate the young Marquis on his promotion to Great Zhou Pingyao General!
In the lower right corner, there is a vermilion seal.
"Haha, good! The Zongren Mansion really gave you a big gift!"
After reading this, Fang Yun burst into laughter: "Is the person who sent the letter still outside the door? Tell him that I have accepted this great gift from the Clan's Mansion!"
"Yes, young master." After a pause, Uncle Liang handed over a brocade box: "The clan's mansion also sent a gift with the letter. Young master, would you like to take a look at it?"
Fang Yun waved his hand: "No need! The clan's biggest gift is already in my hands!"
Fang Yun is such a smart person. He glanced at the seal of the Zongren Mansion in the lower right corner of the letter and knew that this was the real gift of the Zongren Mansion. With the seal of the Zongren Mansion's Zongren Mansion on the letter, he could do it at any time
Use the channels of the Zongren Mansion to obtain some important local information.
This is more valuable than any other gift! The Zong Ling of the Zong Ren Mansion has indeed given him a rather large gift. The value is far more than the 25 million taels of gold!
Zhao Boyan also looked at the door. He glanced at Fang Yun subconsciously and was secretly shocked:
"The power of the Zongren Mansion must be higher than that of the Fang family. Even if the Zongren Mansion can't do anything to the Fang family, logically, there is no need to please the Fang family! What is going on? Could it be that my lord has something to do with him?
What big secret is he hiding? Even the clan’s mansion wants to please him!"
For a moment, Zhao Boyan suddenly felt that Fang Yun, who was originally very clear, could not see through it at all. However, after all, he had been in the sect world for a long time and knew that there were some things that should be asked and some things that should not be asked. So although he had doubts in his heart, he
He didn’t even ask. He just said:
"Sir, now that the clan has sent this gift, do we still want it..."
In front of Uncle Liang, Zhao Boyan did not tell the whole story.
"Yes, of course!"
Fang Yun narrowed his eyes, folded the congratulatory letter from Zong Ling of the Zongren Mansion, and put it away:
"That's fine if he doesn't have any plans for our Fang family. If he has any thoughts that he shouldn't have, then it's time for him to die."
"My subordinate understands."
Zhao Boyan bowed, bowed, and left quickly.
After solving the matter in the clan's mansion, Fang Yun felt relatively relaxed. In addition to practicing martial arts every day, he spent time with his mother, chatting, and taking walks. The military laws of the Zhou Dynasty were very strict. Without permission from the Military Aircraft Department and the Ministry of War, it was generally not allowed.
Fang Yun, who left the army, was away for a year, so he took this opportunity to return to Beijing to resume his duties and spend more time with his mother.
Every day, Fang Yun would peel half of the top-grade elixir, mix it into ginseng tea, and give it to his mother to drink. In the morning and evening, he would use internal force to push her uterus and activate blood circulation, soothing the accumulated qi and blood. After a period of time,
The effects of the sect's elixir began to show. Mrs. Huayang's health improved a lot, and some of the wrinkles around her eyes were eliminated.
Fang Yun also ordered the real Zhao Boyan to search for some fertilization-flower root with strong climate, spend a lot of money to buy it, and then give it to his mother, Mrs. Huayang. Under Fang Yun's careful care, Mrs. Huayang looked younger day by day, and there were more smiles on her face.
A lot less. Without the intrigues among ladies, madams, empresses, and concubines in the palace, Mrs. Huayang's whole mentality became much younger. She seemed to have completely let go of her worries.
Seeing this, Fang Yun was secretly pleased. His mother was too old and her bones had already been shaped. Not to mention that martial arts was very time-consuming. Her mother didn't have so much time. Even if she practiced, she would have done half the work with twice the work, and she would have to eat a lot.
bitter.
Martial arts, if you don't reach the celestial level, will have no effect on increasing your life span. Fang Yun knows in his heart that if he puts in a lot of effort and tries his best to do it, it is still possible for his mother to reach the spirit level. But if he wants to cross the earth transformation level, it is
It is as difficult as climbing to the sky. It is absolutely impossible to reach the celestial level!
Therefore, Fang Yun could only find another way to make his mother's life span as long as possible and her body as strong as possible!
Just when Fang Yun was staying at Sifanghou Mansion, serving his mother wholeheartedly, in a place very far away from Shangjing City, a huge mountain range shrouded in clouds and mist, like a big dragon, lay on the ground, exuding a vast, ancient spirit.
breath.
One of the major sects of the Demonic Way, the Splitting Heaven Sect is located on this ancient mountain range. On the main peak of this mountain range, there are dense ancient trees, and streaks of dark sword light, accompanied by heart-rending howls, come from time to time.
Passing through the clouds and mist, behind every pitch-black sword light, there is often a black-robed disciple named Split Heaven Sect!
"Squeak!"
The wooden door opened, and a servant with a humble look and regular movements walked out from behind the door, holding a wooden end. It was noon, and it was time to eat. He was going to deliver meals to the inner disciples.
Splitting Heaven Sect has strict rules, and other people are strictly prohibited from entering the inner sect. Only during three meals a day, the lowest-status handyman disciples in the outer sect can set foot in the inner sect to deliver meals to the inner sect disciples. However,
The Split Heaven Sect has strict regulations regarding the time for servant disciples to deliver meals. They must not stay in the mountains for more than a certain period of time. Otherwise, they will be severely punished by the sect rules!
Walking through the winding stone path, you can see countless disciples of the Splitting Heaven Sect, practicing Taoism and swordsmanship, breaking monuments and stones one by one, and cracking the air with their sword energy.
"It's a pity that my qualifications are relatively poor, otherwise, I can practice swordsmanship with them..."
This handyman disciple thought with envy in his heart. His qualifications are actually not bad. It's just that the conditions for accepting disciples of the Split Sky Sect are too high. Every Split Sky Sect disciple here is at least one of the best. Their qualifications are better than his.
He was much stronger, so he was brushed off.
Otherwise, he had a sincere attitude and knelt outside the door for a whole day and a night, and then agreed to be a handyman disciple in the Splitting Heaven Sect. I am afraid that even if he wanted to do this job of delivering food today, he would not be able to do it.
He has been here for eight years since he entered the Split Heaven Sect. He has practiced the most basic skills that the outer disciples disdain the most. If there are no accidents, by the time he dies of old age, this will be his best performance in martial arts.
It's the limit of cultivation.
"Go quickly and come back quickly, don't stay too long!!"
Outside the mountain gate, I saw this handyman disciple, a guarding inner disciple, scolding him sternly.
The handyman disciple lowered his head and responded in a panic. Then he passed through the mountain gate that separated the inner and outer gates.
On the mountain peak, clouds and mist surround each other, and palaces with cornices are looming in the clouds and mist. Unlike the outer disciples, the inner disciples live in luxurious palaces. The brocade couches and soft quilts inside are more luxurious than those outside.
The wing room where the disciples live is completely different.
Once an outer sect disciple is promoted to an inner sect disciple, he immediately reaches the sky. In addition to being able to practice more advanced sect martial arts, he has the power of life and death over the outer sect disciples. For some inner sect disciples, the sect even prepares young women for them.
For their enjoyment.
"Dong dong dong!"
This handyman disciple knocked on the door of a palace room in the east. Usually, he would come here in a panic, but today his mood changed and he felt much more relaxed. He even knocked on the door.
It's also more powerful than usual.
"Come in."
A faint voice, without any emotion, came from the door.
When the handyman disciple heard the sound, he immediately pushed open the door and walked in. What he saw was an extremely simple setting. A gold-lined metal bed and an old suitcase placed in the corner. Hanging on the wall
Two swords and nothing else. Not even the incense that many disciples would burn.
All of this is completely different from the brothers-in-law in other palace rooms. Even the quilt on the bed is the one used by the outer disciples, simple and plain.
On the bed in the center of the room, a young man in black with a cold and handsome expression was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed. A black mist spurted out from the orifices of his body, covering him completely, looming right and left.
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"Um?"
Feeling something strange in the room, Lu Yu suddenly stopped practicing and Huo De opened his eyes. This handyman disciple was usually very well-behaved. He would put down the wooden plate and leave without saying a word. He actually stayed in the room for so long today.
, haven’t left yet.
"What's the matter with you?"
Lu Yu got out of bed, flicked his robe and said coldly.
The handyman disciple lowered his head, hesitated for a moment, and finally mustered up the courage to say:
"Senior Brother Lu, someone asked me to bring you a message. He said that your sister is safe in Shangjing City, so you don't have to worry about her!"
"Buzz!"
Lu Yu's body trembled, and his mind suddenly shook. His original cold expression was gone. No one else knew about the fact that he had a younger sister except his master, the Demon Lord Shetian, Heng Wujuan. Such a handyman disciple,
It stands to reason that it is even more impossible to know.
"Little Marquis!"
Fang Yun's appearance suddenly flashed across Lu Yu's mind, and countless thoughts flashed through his eyes. He did not expect that Fang Yun could actually extend his minions to the Splitting Heaven Sect!
Seeing Lu Yu's reaction, the handyman disciple immediately knew that he had made the right bet: "The man also said that he is looking forward to meeting you!"
Lu Yu took a deep breath and quickly calmed down. It would be unavoidable for the inner disciples of the Splitting Heaven Sect to have conflicts of interest and intrigues. It would be bad if they saw that something was wrong with their expressions and acted accordingly.
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"Besides these, did he say anything else?" Lu Yu said calmly.
"No." The handyman disciple shook his head and continued: "However, he has something that he asked me to give to you!"
As the handyman disciple spoke, he pressed the wooden tray to reveal a secret cabinet. He took out several slender porcelain bottles from inside:
"He asked me to give these to you!"
Lu Yu was silent and took it. He opened the bottle cork, and immediately a mist with a strong medicinal fragrance poured out from the bottle. The mist was boiling, and a scene of mountains, rivers and swamps actually appeared.
Lu Yu was shocked: "High-quality elixir!"
Lu Yu never expected that Fang Yun would actually send him such a treasure! A rough count showed that there were probably more than a hundred pieces in each bottle!
"Zhang Guyu, you are so brave! The time for half a stick of incense is up, and you still haven't come out!"
A voice shouted outside, but it was a patrolling disciple.
The handyman disciple trembled.
"You go out first! In a few days, when I become a core disciple, I will recruit you to the inner sect!"
Lu Yu waved his hand and said calmly. At this time, as long as he said a few words, the patrolling disciples would stop asking. But he didn't want to do this, as it would attract the attention of a pair of hostile inner disciples.
Zhang Guyu was overjoyed: "Thank you so much, senior brother!"
Although his skeletal qualifications were not very outstanding, his mind was not bad. The information revealed in Lu Yu's words cheered him up.
"'Core disciple'! He is actually going to become a core disciple!!"
Zhang Guyu was excited in his heart. According to the rules of the Splitting Heaven Sect, only those who are strong at the Earth Transformation level are qualified to become the core disciples of the sect. And the core disciples have much greater rights than the inner disciples. Just one word can make him
An outer disciple becomes an inner disciple.
Lu Yu's words made him shocked and excited at the same time!
"I, Zhang Guyu, have served as a handyman disciple for eight times on Split Sky Mountain, and I am finally going to stand out!"
Zhang Guyu's heart was trembling with excitement. He never thought that an unintentional decision would lead to a turning point in his life.
"yes!"
Zhang Guyu put down the wooden tray, turned around and walked quickly outside.