In March in the south of the Yangtze River, the scenery is picturesque.
On the roadside, there is a tea stall.
"Fifteen years ago, the world was in chaos... and now, the situation has finally formed between the Great Zhou Dynasty in the North and the Monster Moon in the South... Although the two dynasties stand side by side, there is no war, which is great for us and the common people..."
An old farmer sighed.
Hearing this, a scholar who was drinking tea in the tea shed stood up: "In this world... half of the world belongs to the demon clan, the country has changed, and the country is no longer a country..."
"Haha... You are just saying this here. If you dare to be in the city, you will be thrown into jail immediately!" Suddenly, a tall man in black with a curly beard sneered next to him.
He held a simple sheathed sword in his hand, and he seemed to be a swordsman who traveled all over the world with his sword.
"Hmph... How can one understand the world's major events if the world is so rough?"
The scholar looked at the sword and immediately did not dare to take action. He could only sit down and muttered in a low voice.
Unexpectedly, the swordsman in black, with his amazing ear, also heard this sentence and burst out laughing: "Yan has been traveling all over the world since he became a master of swordsmanship... He has saved people, killed monsters, and also killed evildoers... What do you think of Yan?
Are you worthy enough to talk about world affairs?"
"Your surname is Yan? You are..."
The scholar seemed to have thought of something and did not dare to say more. He stood up and left in a hurry.
"Haha, this brother is so bold and courageous... Please have a drink!"
In the corner of the tea stall, a young Taoist suddenly stood up and filled a glass of wine for Yan Xiake.
The wine was pure blue in color and rich in aroma. Yan Xiake's eyes immediately lit up. He drank a glass and sighed with satisfaction: "Good wine, really good wine. With this fine wine, I seem to be rich or expensive!"
"
"It's just a glass of thin wine. If you like it, brother, I'll give you a few more jars..."
The young Taoist took the opportunity to sit at the same table as Yan Xiake, and ordered a plate of braised pork and a plate of melons and fruits. He smiled and said: "I have been practicing Taoism with great concentration, and I am not very familiar with the world. I have only recently gone out for a walk, so I would like to ask
Let me ask, how has this world changed?"
"This... it's really hard to say!" Yan Xiake had a bold personality and ate with chopsticks, then sighed: "Back then... King Gui of Zhou came to the throne and the world was in danger. Later, Fang Xiandao was finally invited to take action... Fang Xiandao was indeed
The Taoists who have come from the True Immortal Taoist tradition are much more powerful than other Taoists. In one battle, many monsters were killed..."
"However, among the monsters, the most terrifying White Ape Great Sage has been lurking, but he spreads the imperial fluid, causing the situation in the south to continue to collapse... forming a confrontation between the south and the north."
"Perhaps the Immortal Ancestor of Fang Xiandao came forward to restrain the White Ape, otherwise the Great Zhou Dynasty may be over..."
"After that, Dazhou occupied the north of the Tianhe River, known as the Northern Zhou Dynasty, and Dashun was in the south... A few years later, I heard that King Dashun suddenly repented and wanted to rebel against the demon clan, but he was killed..."
"Then... Ning Bo, the governor of Lingzhou, rewarded his troops and went south, occupied all the land in the south, and established the Yue Dynasty... This man is also a hero of his generation. If he surrendered to the imperial court, maybe the world would be unified. It's a pity that he met someone unkind and married him.
A monster... died of illness not long after he occupied the south. Now his wife, Si Chen, has taken over the throne temporarily and is known as the 'Empress'. Do you think the monster in the south is a monster? Even a woman can become the emperor."
"That's why people from the north disdainfully call the south the 'Monster Moon Dynasty'!"
"It's just that since the empress came to the throne, she has dealt with corrupt officials, enforced strict laws, and recuperated with the people. Even monsters have been subject to certain restrictions... Under the rule of the south, things are actually a lot better than those of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Do you think it's strange?"
Yan Xiake said a word and a sip of wine, and soon he drank a large jar.
His face didn't turn red, he wasn't out of breath, and he seemed to be getting better and better the more he drank.
"Haha... Are you wondering why the demon clan rules and the empress is happier than the people of the Great Zhou Dynasty?"
The Taoist smiled: "This is because of the division of resources. The world is like a piece of pie, with only so many shares. If there are more people sharing it, each will get less... In the Great Zhou Dynasty, the relationship between civil and military affairs was intricate, exploiting the common people, and in the demons
In the Moon Dynasty, this kind of thing cannot be said to have happened, but scholars and military attachés are only second-class people, and there are monsters suppressing them...but the monsters don't care about the pie that humans care about, so the share that can be distributed to the common people is larger.
…”
"What Xiongtai said may sound sensational at first, but if you think about it carefully, it actually makes some sense..." Yan Xiake praised.
"Family words."
The young Taoist waved his hand: "Brother, have you ever killed monsters? No... they are probably just spirits, right? Real monsters have demonic power and magic, they are not trivial, they must be invincible by the alchemists of Fangxian Tao!"
"I don't know, it's just that a very big wolf demon seems to have some spiritual wisdom..." Yan Xiake said this, with a look of yearning on his face: "The true inheritance of Fang Xiandao is naturally very important, but it is a pity that the mountain gate is difficult to enter...
For the big exam the year before last, tens of thousands of people showed up, but in the end only a dozen or so servants from the outer sect were accepted... I just heard that the relationship between the alchemists and the demon clan was a bit unclear."
Looking at it like this, he might have been among them, hoping to pass the exam, but in the end he failed.
"Haha, speaking of it, the alchemist and the monster are actually the same family..." The young Taoist laughed: "Back then, the ancestor of the monster clan, the Great Sage White Ape, was the spiritual pet of Taoist Fang Xian, but he stole his soul.
Dan and Dao Jing escaped and did such a big thing... In order to contain the demon clan, Taoist Fang Xian had to open the mountain gate and create the Fang Xian Dao. Therefore, it is normal for the skills of the alchemist and the demon clan to be similar."
Yan Xiake was stunned, and his eyes suddenly brightened: "How do you know this kind of secret? You are also a Taoist, could you be a member of Fang Xiandao?"
"Exactly."
The Taoist laughed: "Besides...you don't know yet? A big event is about to happen in this world."
"What a big deal?" Yan Xiake asked.
"On the fifteenth day of August, on the night of the full moon, the Immortal Fang Xiandao made an appointment to fight the Great Sage White Ape in the Chibi River!"
The Taoist speaks authentically every word.
"What? Are these two powerful men finally going to fight again? I heard that they were very restrained before..." Yan Xiake's eyes were as wide as copper bells.
"Yes... After struggling for more than ten years, it's finally time for a battle." The young Taoist sighed: "I went to Chibi River for the same reason..."
"I dare to ask that immortal, is he sure?"
Yan Xiake stared at the young Taoist without blinking.
If the other party hadn't revealed it, he would have missed this absolutely earth-shattering battle that was worthy of being recorded in history books.
"Can't say..."
The young Taoist stood up, and the sound of wind echoed around him, as if he would fly away in the next moment.
Yan Xiake's eyes widened and he chased him out of the teahouse: "Are you a real immortal?"
"No, poor Taoist Miaoyu!"
The young Taoist's voice lingered, but his figure was gone.