Song Zheng still kept the six huge glazed covers near the Yang Eye and had not removed them. During this period, Song Zheng secretly sent Xiaochong to look at them several times, and he had completely figured them out.
That thing is actually similar to Lin Yizheng stealing dragon energy...
Use the power of the dragon's veins in the dragon's eye to warm and nourish the treasure. Each of the six huge glazed covers contains a heavy treasure. Those on the formation nodes are ordinary magic weapons.
But no matter which one, the power will be greatly increased after being contaminated with dragon energy. In the territory of Hongwu Celestial Dynasty, holding such a magical weapon has a certain suppressive effect on the enemy.
Just like the officers of the yamen, it is the same reason to use their badges to suppress fugitive monks.
But doing so will make Hongwu Celestial Dynasty's already insufficient luck weaken faster.
The reason why Song Zheng did not act rashly is because he has not yet mastered the full list of these six families. Currently, he only knows about the Bai Family and the Lianxian Sect.
If they really can't reach an agreement, Song Zheng will use thunderous means, hoping to wipe out all six families in one fell swoop, instead of destroying the Bai family and the Lianxian Sect, while there are four major forces hiding in the dark and plotting against him.
When Bai Zhenhe heard that Du Baihu was coming, he became impatient. According to his temper, he wanted to order his retainers to drive these people away. But his father was not the chief minister yet, so he endured it again and again: "My young master, first
I won’t argue with you.”
Du Baihu failed to see Bai Zhenhe. The steward of the Bai Mansion told him: "Sir, my young master went out hunting. As you know, when he will come back, we servants can't ask too much...
…”
Du Baihu came back with a bump in the road, and Bai Zhenhe really left the city. When he thought about it, this young master was already very "tolerant", so he would not argue with you, a little Qianhu, until he went to the palace.
Du Baihu is a local gangster in Huzhou City. After reporting the situation to Song Zheng, he expressed his speculation: "Sir, there are only a few days until the Dengque meeting. I'm afraid these people want to solve the problem at the Dengque meeting."
The Que Climbing Festival is a grand event for monks throughout Huzhou. In the past ten years, its influence has gradually expanded, and young monks from several surrounding states will also come to participate.
Taiji Lake is rich in products. Not only the aristocratic sects compete for the share every year, but the casual cultivators and small households are also secretly jealous. In order to calm the resentment in the hearts of these people, the parties who carve up the interests of Taiji Lake allocate a small amount every year.
Part of it was replaced with prizes, and a grand event was held. The monks who ranked in this grand event would be able to get these prizes.
Later, the large sects and aristocratic families simply took advantage of the opportunity of the boarding meeting to finalize their respective shares for the next year.
Therefore, for the whole of Huzhou, the Qingque Festival is extremely important.
In the past, the prefectural government government sponsored the annual Qingqi Festival. Since the arrival of Bao Tao Guard in the city, it has been hosted by Bao Tao Guard.
Song Zheng pondered for a moment and asked: "How are you preparing for this year?"
"Everything is ready if you are familiar with the road." Du Baihu said simply and confidently. Song Zheng said: "Okay, you go and find out what conspiracy they have at the summit meeting."
Du Baihu went there, but launched the huge Longyiwei intelligence network to investigate, but found nothing!
Song Zheng had doubts in his heart. The Bai family was not an ancient aristocratic sect, so it shouldn't be so watertight.
The White-naped Crane "hunted" outside the city for three days, and then rushed to Taiji Lake in time.
The location of the climbing party is different every year. The year before last, it was even held at Yanhong Mansion. But this year, Long Yiwei set the location on Lianfeng Mountain on the north side of Taiji Lake.
This small hill is not large in area. There is an "ancient singing platform" in the mountain. It has been built for 1,600 years. Residents of Huzhou City often come here to play.
Baotaowei recruited craftsmen to repair this ancient building as the venue for this climbing meeting.
For the young monks in Huzhou, this is a rare opportunity to showcase themselves. The casual monks hope to perform well and be valued by the aristocratic family and be accepted as retainers; the disciples of the aristocratic family sects are also looking forward to this grand event.
This is a rare pastime during their year of hard training.
Young monks from other places arrived in Huzhou City a few days in advance, and it was difficult to find a room in the inn in the city.
Yesterday, Song Zheng, accompanied by Du Baihu, went to the venue to have a look, and the entire venue was covered with Void God Town, eliminating all hidden dangers.
Early this morning, four hundred Leopard Tao Guards were already maintaining order near the ancient getai, and the boarding meeting was about to begin.
Song Zheng practiced hard all night. When he woke up early in the morning, he heard eager voices coming from the streets in the distance. He gently opened the window a crack and looked outside. Young monks were in groups of twos and threes, both male and female.
He was high-spirited and chattering about his expectations for the expedition and his expectations for the future.
He suddenly felt a sense of dislocation: these young monks all looked to be in their twenties or thirties. For monks, anyone under the age of forty could be considered "young".
And he himself is clearly less than twenty years old, younger than most of the "young monks" outside, but he already looks mature and serious. He has never experienced their simple happiness.
He smiled bitterly, closed the window and sat alone in the secluded room. Suddenly he raised his head and looked in the direction of Saibei, and murmured: "At this time, I just want a bowl of Yun'er's clear porridge, a few words of quarrel with Shi Laoqian, and a few curses."
"Bandits...sigh."
The plainness of the past, the extravagance of today.
Seven or eight young monks walked through the wide stone street, mainly two young men and one woman in the middle, and the four or five people next to them were all a bit flattering.
"Brother Xiu, if Uncle Fang doesn't follow you today, we can go home happily." A young monk said with a smile, but another person next to him said: "What do you know? Uncle Fang is going to Baotaowei Yamen today to do business. Brother Xiu
The Humi business with Brother Hou’s family has been completely finalized. They have serious business, and this is a first-class matter. How can they have time to look at us little brats."
"Seriously?" All the young monks' eyes lit up and they looked at the three people in the middle.
Hou Xiaonian looked at Xiuzhijie and said with a smile: "It's true, this thing... is also an unexpected blessing. With this business, the family will be better off in the future."
Everyone around said one after another: "Brother Hou, you are so humble. Even if you don't have this business, the two families are still wealthy."
Hou Xiaonian and Xiuzhijie smiled lightly. They stayed in Huzhou City to handle the Humi business properly. It coincided with the Dengque Meeting, and many young casual cultivators stayed in the inn. After a few days, everyone became familiar with each other.
Both Hou Xiaonian and Xiu Zhijie knew the purpose of these casual cultivators: they hoped to become their own retainers.
Loose cultivators are indeed free, but their lives are far from as carefree as they seem. There are very few powerful casual cultivators who can fight against one sect. Most of the cultivation resources in the world are in the hands of big forces, so it is best for casual cultivators to
The only way out is to become a retainer of a big family or a guest of a big sect.
But whether it is a noble family or a sect, the selection of retainers and guests is very strict. It is a matter of trust. And there are so many casual cultivators in the world, why should they choose you?
Therefore, these are not so outstanding casual cultivators, and their goals are very clear, which is to cultivate a family, an ordinary family like the Hou family.
It is better than being a casual cultivator like duckweed.
A young casual cultivator in apricot robes saw the Bao Tao Guard Yamen not far away and suddenly said: "Have you ever heard that the biggest figure in Huzhou City now is the Bao Tao Guard Qianhu?"
, and it is said that this person is only eighteen years old this year. He is young and promising. Compared with him, there is no difference between a pearl of rice and a bright moon."
Hou Xiaobai, who had been silent, changed her face. She had actually calmed down in the past few days. After all, it was just a vague impression of an ignorant girl, but it was the first time in her life, so it was indelible.
Xiuzhijie cursed secretly, not wanting to answer the words with a cold face: his emotions towards Song Zheng were extremely complicated.
On the side, there was another monk in black who wanted to show off that he was well-informed: "I heard that this powerful dragon angered all the local snakes in Huzhou."
Hou Xiaonian saw the nervousness in his sister's eyes, secretly howled, "Brother, my life is in trouble," and asked, "Brother Leiran, what news have you heard? Come and tell us."
Shao Leiran, a black-clothed monk, immediately said: "It is said that at least half of the three families in one lake and two sects are dissatisfied with this Song Qianhu, and this time at the summit meeting, someone spread the word to encourage me, a native of Huzhou.
His majesty. Tsk tsk, don’t you understand what this means? You want to join forces to suppress Song Qianhu.”
Niu Yishen, a monk in apricot-yellow robes, said unconvinced: "How dare they provoke Long Yiwei, a dignified person?"
Shao Leiran analyzed in an organized manner: "You can't say that. Long Yiwei is indeed domineering, but this is Huzhou City after all. Even if Xiao Zhen comes, it is impossible to offend all the sects of the entire Huzhou family. From now on.
Long Yiwei is having a hard time in Huzhou City.
Moreover, the aristocratic sects in Huzhou are not stupid and will not really confront Long Yiwei. They will use another method to suppress Song Qianhu."
Hou Xiaonian looked at his sister, who was looking at him pitifully. He gave another wry smile and continued to ask: "What kind of method is that? Does Brother Leiran know?"
Shao Leiran said: "That Song Qianhu, it is said that he has reached the late stage of clear vision at the age of eighteen, so he has always been very confident in his practice. The plan of those sect families is to introduce a person who is even better than him.
As long as the young monk overwhelms Song Qianhu in terms of momentum, he will understand that there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers in Huzhou City and he will not act randomly."
Niu Yishen frowned and said: "Finding someone who can surpass Song Qianhu in terms of realm? Is it difficult for an eighteen-year-old in the late stage of Mingjian realm?"
Shao Leiran chuckled and pointed in the direction of Taiji Lake: "You forgot, we have another lake here."
"They found the genius from Pinghu Tower?" Even Hou Xiaonian and Xiu Zhijie blurted out this time. Everyone knew that Pinghu Tower always had a detached status and rarely got involved in worldly affairs, but they didn't expect that this time they would send someone to come forward.
Chapter completed!