"Seventy-seven years ago, in the third year after King Yuan of Jin ascended the throne, a severe drought hit Jin. The farmland failed to harvest, and the victims starved to death everywhere. At noon on the winter solstice, Mr. Wang planted a peach stone in front of the city gate of Huaizhou in public.
, Roots sprout in a cup of tea, trees grow and grow leaves in a stick of incense, flowers bloom and bear fruit in a meal. The fresh peaches produced are inexhaustible and food is inexhaustible, and the people of the entire Huaizhou City depend on it for survival. From then on,
From that day on, the reputation of 'Wizhi Qiao' resounded throughout the entire Jin Dynasty."
"This is also the first time that Sir has appeared in front of the world." Zhi Kaizhen said while watching the battle between Sun Hu and Bare, "In the fourth year of King Yuan of Jin Dynasty, Sir was summoned by King Yuan to enter Jiankang, the capital of Jin Dynasty. Baihe
Upstairs, Mr. Yu was dressed in feathers and crowned with stars, leaning on the railing and playing the flute. He played the song "The Huating is Hard to Restored", causing the white crane on the mural to spread its wings and fly out, chirping thousands of miles away. As a result, Mr. Wang became famous among the ministers, and all the noble families came to greet him. King Jin Yuan
I also want to ask you about Huang Lao’s method of immortality..."
Wang Ziqiao looked indifferent: "I know your bookstore book by heart, so let's not mention these empty names. Let's talk about the key points."
"Okay!" Zhi Shouzhen said: "In the eighteenth year of King Yuan of Jin Dynasty, Mr. hired a fishing boat. It lasted three years and traveled across the 90,000-mile Yunhuang Nu River. There were many interesting stories among the people. What fishing boat passed it?
Here, the weather is calm; the dragon girl has taken a liking to her husband and is getting married; the water demon has taken the initiative to offer a treasure... But according to old legend, the "Miao Hua Shen Tong Qi", the first of the four spiritual wonders, is buried at the bottom of the Nu River.
I'm thinking, maybe it's a lie that Mr. Sir traveled to the river, but it's true that he's looking for books."
Wang Ziqiao sneered: "Talks in the countryside are not trustworthy. Dao sects and demon sects have already turned Nujiang upside down, but who has found "Miao Hua Shen Tong Qi" again?"
Zhi Shouzhen continued: "In the fifty-third year of King Yuan of Jin Dynasty, Mr. appeared in the extremely desolate Wanren Icefield and stayed for four years. As far as I know, one of the four great spiritual wonders is "The Twelve Layers of the Jade Tower and the Golden Tower".
"Illustration" was born in the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain in the southern part of the ice field."
Wang Ziqiao smiled again: "Everyone knows that the "Twelve Illustrated Records of the Jade Tower and Golden Tower" is divided into two parts. Among them, the "Illustrated Records of the Jade Tower" was acquired by the first sect of the Jin Dynasty, the Taishang Shenxiao Sect, and the other
A "Golden Que Illustrated Book" fell into the hands of Pei Changhuan, the top master of the Demon Sect, and all the classics on Jade Dragon Snow Mountain were wiped out. Even if Wang gave birth to three heads and six arms, he would not be able to get the illustrated book from the Taishang Shenxiao Sect and Pei Changhuan.
Right?"
"With your skills, sir, you may be able to find a few 'fish that slipped through the net' in Jade Dragon Snow Mountain..." Zhi Shouzhen said, his voice was immediately drowned by the rumbling sound. Thunderbolts rolled in the air again, shaking the deep mountains, and dozens of flames were like
The fire dragon roared and pounced on Barre in a criss-cross direction, trapping him in the monstrous fire net.
With the flaming red copper stick in hand, Sun Hu forced Barre back, reversing the situation and killing the opponent until he retreated steadily and was tired of parrying.
"Kill!" On the battlefield, a horse turned into a killing spirit. Facing the sword light coming from the Wu tribe, he leaned forward and charged forward, letting the blade hit the broad and bulging shoulder, rebounded, and then hit him with a punch.
With his opponent in front of him, he suddenly turned around and punched, beating a witch who was trying to sneak up on him until his intestines were broken.
"Bang, bang, bang!" One horse jumped up in the air, its legs spinning like windmills, kicking four or five Wu clansmen surrounding him until blood spurted out, and they fell backwards. Another horse transformed and jumped into the Wu clan.
The crowd rushed left and right, leaping and jumping. The shamans who touched him had their muscles and bones broken and screamed and fell down.
The Wu clan around them gradually couldn't hold on any longer and began to break up and flee. However, they were trapped by Ma Hua, who changed their formations again. They continued to divide and attack, killing one by one. Screams, cries, and begging for mercy kept coming one after another.
Zhi Shouzhen was silent for a while, then continued: "I remember that in the year when King Yuan died and King Jin Ming ascended the throne, my husband was provoked by Wuya, a master of the Demon Sect, on the Fenghou Grassland in Yunhuang. Not only did he not take action against him, but he
He pointed out the flaws in Bian Wuya's skills and repaid them with virtue, causing him to retreat without a fight. In the sixth year of King Jinming's reign, Mr. Xuan Ming, the elder of Taishang Shenxiao Sect, led a crowd to surround him in Taizhou City. Mr. Xuan Ming discussed Taoism in a long street and wrote an article.
"Yin Fu Jing Annotation" impressed Xuan Ming, a master of Fu Taoism, and he became a close friend from then on."
Zhi Shouzhen smiled: "Xuan Ming has practiced in Jade Tower Illustrations, and Bian Wuya is Pei Changhuan's close disciple. Sir, he deliberately made friends with you. You must have some thoughts, right?"
Wang Ziqiao was noncommittal and said: "According to your inference, in the fourteenth year of King Jinming's reign, I went to the ten continents and three islands overseas in Yunhuang to find the "Inner Scenery" of the four great spiritual books?"
Zhikari nodded and said yes: "There are countless ruins of the Immortal Family in the ten continents and three islands. A merchant ship once witnessed the "Inner Scenery Fu" appearing with the clouds and mists on the sea, and passing away with the rising sun."
Prince Qiao hummed and said: "Whether it is the Nu River, the Wanren Icefield, or the Ten Continents and Three Islands, they are all places with majestic and magnificent scenery. I am no different from ordinary tourists. I am just enjoying the sights. You said that I am focused on finding the four major
The spiritual wonder book is a bit far-fetched."
"What the gentleman said is absolutely true, and it is difficult for me to conclude my own speculation." Zhikarizhen nodded and said, "That's why I induced Barre to attach a letter and invite the gentleman to come here."
Wang Ziqiao said calmly: "Is this a fishing bait?"
"That's right!" Zhi Kaizhen's eyes flashed, "Sir, if you only want the "Xuji Nailed Soul Forbidden Method", you will swallow the bait. Otherwise, with your reputation, you won't be able to get any kind of reward, and you will have to travel thousands of miles away.
Come to our wild ravines?" He looked deeply at Wang Ziqiao, "I will know when the teacher comes. As long as the bait is in hand, the teacher will cooperate with me."
Wang Ziqiao took half a step forward, his eyes as stern as a prison: "Aren't you afraid that I will kill someone and seize the treasure?"
Zhikarizhen shook his head slightly: "I have collected nearly a hundred volumes of your husband's biographies, but none of them mentioned that he was fighting for supremacy with others. Think about the boundless and mysterious things that have happened to you, and then think about what you want to achieve.
The Four Great Spiritual Wonder Books, I couldn't help but wonder, does your husband suffer from a hidden disease that makes it difficult for others to do it? Is this hidden disease related to the soul? Of course, all this may just be my whim, so I prepared this thing for use.
To defend myself." He shook the straw man in his hand, "Actually, what good will it do if you kill me, sir? The "Xuji Nailed Soul Forbidden Technique" was destroyed eight hundred years ago, and the only authentic copy is in my hands.
In my mind."
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"What's more, sir, you seem to be famous and good at dancing, but the situation is also precarious, right? The demon sect is eyeing you, and the orthodox Taoist sect also regards you as an alien like a wild fox. Your reputation among the people is too great, so why should the court not be afraid of you?
Your appearance has not changed in seventy-seven years. Who in the world does not covet your immortality technique? Although Bahuang is big, there are not many roads that you can take. Only by obtaining my "Xuji Nailed Soul Forbidden Method" can you restore your soul.
Only with serious injuries, sir, can we find a way out."
Wang Ziqiao stared at Zhi Qiaozhen, who was chatting without any fear in front of him. He was silent for a long time and looked into the distance in despair. The strong wind blew through the thin skirt of his clothes, causing waves of desolate chill.
He suddenly realized that he was no longer the demon prince Qiao from the outside world who controlled the world and made people want to die with just a thought.
The world is reborn, things change and people change, glory is wasted, and magic is fleeting. He had to learn to compromise, learn to bow his head, and learn to hide in an uninhabited corner and slowly lick his wounds.
"How can a lonely hero endure a long illness? I asked the young man many times, but he said that the grass is splashing." Wang Ziqiao murmured in a low voice, his hair on the temples was blown as messy as catkins by the mountain wind, "At the end of spring, at the end of spring, the red leaves are scattered.
It’s hard to sleep at night.”
He withdrew his gaze and said calmly: "Young patriarch, tell me your conditions."
"It's hard for Hong Can to sleep in the long night." Zhikarizhen murmured. The night was getting thick in front of him, and several horse figures ran up along the foot of the mountain, searching for the escaping Wu clan.
"The Zhi clan is dead, and I am no longer a young clan leader." Zhi Shouzhen sighed. There were corpses strewn on the ground under the mountain, and they were wailing endlessly. Most of the Wu clan were dead or injured, and some of the remaining ones were either running for their lives, or
It was a desperate struggle. Ma Hua divided into several small teams and pursued and beat the remaining Wu clan fiercely.
Wang Ziqiao suddenly smiled: "How do you feel at ease when you trick these clansmen to death with your own hands?"
After a moment of silence, Zhikari smiled bitterly: "If I am uneasy, the needle in my hand will shake, and the needle tip will go deeper and pierce into the poor man's heart. Sir, a top-notch martial arts body training secret book, a
The top Taoist qi training method, a volume of top swordsmanship training methods, plus sending me out of the wilderness, in exchange for the soul part of the Xuji Nailed Soul Forbidden Technique. This is my condition."
Wang Ziqiao shook his head: "It's too late for you to practice martial arts; to practice martial arts, you can worship the orthodox Taoist sect. What you really want is swordsmanship, right? Swordsmanship not only trains the body but also the Qi, which can make up for your
Depleted energy and blood. What’s more, if you become a sword cultivator, no one will easily doubt your identity. How can a Witch Clan practice the swordsmanship that the Yu Clan is best at?"
Zhi Kaizhen smiled slightly: "Mr. He who knows me." He threw away the sharp needle, put the drafter away, and slowly raised his right palm.
The approaching Ma Hua suddenly screamed, and traces of blood mist emerged from the ground, like a rope, tightly entangling them and tightening them.
Prince Qiao stared at Zhikarizhen for a long time and raised his right hand: "A complete set of top-level sword cultivation secrets, and I will send you safely out of the wilderness."
"Deal!"
"Pa!" A crisp clap sounded against the wind. The two people's palms touched each other, their eyes met, and their robes were blown by the night wind.
In the distance, thunder and fire roared, and Barre's roar of grief and anger echoed through the mountains.