The land of Yanzhao has always been full of generous and tragic people, while the land of Qilu is also full of chivalrous and tender people.
But no matter how chivalrous and tender a man is, if someone dares to say to his face that he will be accepted as his disciple, it would be strange if the other party doesn't flip the table over and get violent. What's more, Xin Qiji is surrounded by a group of men licking blood from their swords?
"Where did this stinky Taoist priest come from? He's desperate for his life? How dare you entertain us!"
"How dare you play tricks on us! I'm so full!"
"It can't be a demon sent by the Jinren! Kill him!"
"Interrogate well!"
All the people under his command shouted.
Although Xin Qiji was young, he acted very well-educated. He chuckled a few times and said: "The Taoist priest is a monk, and I am a Confucianist. The two are far apart, and they have nothing to do with each other. Even if Xin is willing to listen,
How can I enter your sect with the teachings of a Taoist priest?"
Feng Zhou shook his head and said with a smile: "Red flowers, white lotus roots and green lotus leaves, the three religions turned out to be one family. Back then, Confucius once studied with Lao Tzu, which is exactly what he did today. Don't you think Taoism is not Taoism, Confucianism is not Confucianism, Confucianism is not Taoism
The origins and currents of the same family are unified, and Confucianism is the Tao."
How could Xin Qiji, such a proud and arrogant person, be willing to bow his head just because of a few words from the other party? Although he did not understand the other party's origin, he was still vigilant and said lightly: "Confucius learned from Lao Tzu, but knowledge comes naturally."
Integrated into one body, over thousands of years, they have a long history. They have long been inclusive and integrated, forming a body of their own. Confucianism entered the world and Taoism emerged. It can be said that they are clearly distinct. How can they be confused?"
Feng Zhou sighed: "You have ambitions for fame and wealth, but you don't know where to go. The biggest reason is that you are stubborn and stubborn. You don't know how to face difficulties. You don't have the ambition to overcome all difficulties. That's why you don't know how to be a Confucian scholar.
My teacher, Pindao should give you some enlightenment and let you know how to turn back from your lost way. No matter what Pindao is, today you have no choice but to practice the saying that 'a filial disciple emerges from under a stick'."
Xin Qiji raised his eyebrows and said: "Since the Taoist master is forcing others to do something difficult, Xin will accept the order."
"No, no, no, Tanfu, although your martial arts are good, but in comparison, I think your literary talent is even better. How can I deal with such an unscrupulous person like you by myself?"
He lightly clapped his hands: "Where is my eldest disciple?"
Before he finished speaking, Wang Chongyang's voice appeared behind him: "Master, the disciple is here,"
Xin Qiji's expression suddenly changed.
Not just him, but the expressions of more than 20 of his men changed.
Some even turned pale.
Just because they had no idea when Wang Chongyang appeared beside them.
The speed of his movements is truly incredible.
If this person had taken action without saying a word, Xin Qiji and others would not have survived.
Feng Zhou ignored them and said to Wang Chongyang: "Xin Tanfu and others still have doubts about joining our Quanzhen Sect. Please enlighten them and make them willingly join our Quanzhen Sect and return to the south together."
Song.”
"Disciple, obey!"
Wang Chongyang agreed with a smile.
The expressions of Xin Qiji and others became even worse.
Because they already understood Feng Zhou’s meaning instantly.
This will definitely defeat them.
If they don't obey, let this elusive guy beat them up until they are beaten enough to make them willing to become their disciples.
Feng Zhou ignored them and swayed directly, floating more than ten feet away and standing next to Xiao Qing.
"Brother Zhou, aren't you afraid of having the opposite effect if you ask Wang Chongyang to beat them?"
Xiaoqing looked confused.
"No! My skills are stronger than theirs, and my martial arts skills are higher than theirs. What's more, this place is close to the Jin Army camp. As long as I show them my immortal skills and great future, they will obediently worship me as their teacher and join them.
Quanzhen Sect.”
Feng Zhou said calmly.
Not far away, there were waves of wailing sounds.
Wang Chongyang didn't say a word, and only used his fists to move back and forth, beating more than 20 people in the bar until they howled like ghosts.
"Hit him...ouch..."
"This old Taoist priest is so cruel... ah!"
"Can't beat..."
'Brother Xin, we...ah..."
These people were screaming wildly, but each one of them was full of energy.
Seeing that it was getting bright and it was possible to attract the attention of the Jin Army camp at any time, Xin Qiji was being beaten while shouting: "Master Feng, what are you going to do? It's almost getting cold, and the Jin Army is about to get up."
Feng Zhou smiled faintly: "Pindao just wants you to sincerely worship me as your teacher, join the Quanzhen Sect, follow me south and return to the Song Dynasty, and create some eternal achievements."
"Is this true?"
"I think you have some talent and are rare talents in the north. I don't want you to waste time in the north and be wiped out by the Jin people." Feng Zhou said with a smile.
"Brother Xin, stop talking, let's become apprentices! Ah..."
"Apprentice, let's apprentice!"
"This golden man will hear the noise soon, and we won't be able to leave by then."
"Brother Xin, if Master Feng really allows me to go south and return to the Song Dynasty, what's the point of us becoming our disciples?"
"Yeah, isn't this what we dream of?"
Everyone screamed, hoping that Xin Qiji could make up his mind.
Xin Qiji also had a cheerful temperament and immediately made up his mind: "Feng Taoist Master, let's become our disciples."
Feng Zhou nodded and said with a smile: "Very good. As expected, they are all sensible people. Wang Chongyang still won't stop."
"Yes!" Wang Chongyang smiled slightly, retracted his fist instantly, and retreated behind Feng Zhou.
He stopped when he said he wanted to. He was really calm and calm, and he was able to fight more than 20 people by himself with ease, without panting or blushing. It was as if he was taking a leisurely stroll in the courtyard.
"We have all fought on the battlefield, but more than twenty people can't beat him as a middle-aged man. How can one person's martial arts be better than so many people? Could it be that he really has magical methods?"
Xin Qiji thought secretly.
Feng Zhou slowly walked over and said with a smile: "Since you have accepted me as your master, I will give each of you an elixir called Thunder Fire Pill."
As soon as he stretched out his hand, more than twenty Thunder Fire Pills flew out of the purple gourd and stopped next to these people one by one.
"Taking this elixir can cleanse the essence and cut the marrow, and make the ears and eyes sharp. From now on, follow me to practice Taoism, join the world and make contributions, and get twice the result with half the effort."
He paused and saw that Xin Qiji had already received the elixir, and then said: "I will follow you back to the military camp. I will give you five days. After everything is sorted out, you will follow me south and return to the Song Dynasty."
"Going south and returning to Song Dynasty?" Everyone was shocked.
As a northern rebel, I naturally had a close and protective feeling towards the Han court in the south. I always felt that as long as the Song court was willing to use northerners like them, it would not be difficult to achieve the goal of destroying the Jin Dynasty in the Northern Expedition and regaining their homeland.
What's more, if I really returned to the Song Dynasty, I would be a Song Dynasty person. Wouldn't it be much safer than in the Jin Kingdom?
So everyone was shocked when they heard it.
Even Xin Qiji couldn't help but feel excited.
…
One month later, Lin'an, Funing Hall.
Funing Hall is the emperor's bedroom. The current emperor of the Song Dynasty, Zhao Guanjia Zhao Gou, has always lived here.
As a generation of emperors, standing high on the Golden Tower, looking down at the people, his will has the power to determine the lives and fortunes of thousands of people. This is the supremacy of imperial power, and it is the majestic Yue Wumu on the battlefield.
Zhao Gou issued an edict and executed Yue Fei in Fengbo Pavilion.
Therefore, it can be seen from this that he still firmly controls the power.
Although Qin Hui was an undercover agent from the north, which made him fearful enough, Zhao Gou was still the supreme authority.
But at this moment, Zhao Gou felt cold inside.
Because he discovered to his horror that when he was supposed to be sleeping peacefully on the dragon bed, he suddenly found himself in a dark place.
There were fallen skeletons everywhere, the sky and the earth were dark, there was no sound, and there was no wind.
"Where is this? Why am I here?"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
Suddenly, waves of huge footsteps came, and Zhao Gou hurriedly looked back, only to see a huge monster ten feet tall with a bull's head and body walking past not far away.
"What is this?" Zhao Gou looked horrified, his face suddenly turned pale, and he fell to the ground.
"Huh?" The big monster heard the sound, turned around, and saw Zhao Gou, who was pale and trembling with fear. He couldn't help laughing: "I'll give you, this useless emperor, something to look at, hahahaha... I
Wang will soon be attacked by others to steal your luck and your position, so just wait for death, hahaha..."
After saying that, he raised his hand and struck him from the air.
"Ah..." Zhao Gou fell heavily to the ground, and at the same time he felt a jade ring fall into his palm.
But the next moment, he suddenly sat up from the bed, his face turned pale.
"It turned out to be a dream." Zhao thought about it, but when he accidentally lowered his head and looked down, his face suddenly turned pale.
In his hand, there was a jade ring engraved with the head and body of a bull.