Two hours passed quickly, Yi Xifeng walked out of the cabin, Yang Hua followed, but Zhang Ao was missing.
Yang Hua said hesitantly: "Since everyone is back, don't go back to the sea. No matter what, Zhenwu Hall is your home."
Yi Xifeng shook his head slightly and said: "Some people have to do some things, otherwise how can there be light in this world?"
To Yi Xifeng's expectation, when talking to Elder Zhang Ao this time, he originally thought that he would be able to reach an initial alliance with Zhenwutang, but he did not expect that the result was the opposite.
Elder Zhang Ao confessed his resentment towards the Divine Religion, but he did not think that the Zhenwu Hall and the Loose Cultivators on the Sea alone could overthrow the Divine Religion's status, because this secret realm was originally the private property of the Divine Religion.
Although more than a hundred years have passed, no one has forgotten that they were arrested one by one by the divine sect from the outside world. It can be said that in the capital of the divine domain, whether it is the Zhenwu Hall or the casual cultivators on the sea, they are just prisoners.
And the Seven Stars Palace of the Divine Religion is the jailer responsible for guarding it!
In the secular world, so what if the prisoner can escape from prison? There are police officers and troops outside, as well as parents and officials who hold great power.
The strongest one in the capital of God's Domain is only the Great Hero Realm. The Divine Sect has it, the True Martial Hall has it, and there are also casual cultivators on the sea. But what about the heroes? You must know that the Divine Sect has the power of one of the eight great saints!
How could Han Sanli watch her secret place being disturbed by outsiders?
Zhang Ao finally said: "The idea of resisting the divine religion existed in Zhenwu Hall more than a hundred years ago, but will the resistance be successful? It will attract a large number of masters from outside divine religions, who can stop it? The trend is his, and
It’s not with me…”
Yi Xifeng did not try to persuade him again. Everyone had their own considerations. He was able to unite Liu Scarzi and Zhu Hongsha because they knew they were weak and had no other way out except a last-ditch fight.
After all, Zhang Ao was born in Zhenwu Hall, and his family has a big business. It is inevitable that there will always be more things to think about.
Just like the older people get, the more they fear death. The old people have too many things and are unwilling to let go and cannot make a choice. But the young people have nothing, but they have great courage and dare to take the first step!
On the deck, Li Dazhi and several Zhenwu Hall disciples chatted and laughed together, looking very harmonious.
This boy looks fair and speaks very interestingly. In addition, Yi Xifeng brought him here, so the disciples can naturally accept him.
"That day was really stormy and thunderous. To be honest, the leader of the Wangzi Banner was indeed sinister. He quietly broke through to the realm of chivalry and caught our leader by surprise! But my brother Li was like a magic weapon descending from the sky, with just one sword.
, just cut off the enemy's head!" Li Hongxin gestured with his teeth and claws, talking about Yi Xifeng's achievements.
"Brother Li's sword is very fast. Even if the enemy is dead, he can still speak. At that time, he asked Brother Li what kind of sword it was? Brother Li took back the sword and said coolly, this is the swordsmanship of an immortal!"
Those Zhenwu Hall disciples were all older than Li Hongxin, and they could see the moisture in the young man's words, but they did not interrupt, because this was a young man's admiration for the hero in his heart.
Bang! Li Hongxin was suddenly hit on the head. He screamed in pain who was behind the attack, and saw Yi Xifeng's smiling face.
"You kid, I don't know who you learned how to brag from?" Yi Xifeng said in shock.
"Hey, don't you want to give Brother Li some face?" Li Dongxin said sheepishly.
"Let's go, let's go back!" Yi Xifeng said.
The two got off the boat, and Li Hongxin continued to drive the boat. This time Yi Xifeng sat on the boat.
Yang Hua stood by the side of the boat, watching the boat leave in the distance, and couldn't help but sigh.
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After returning to Liu Ziqi's ship, Yi Xifeng saw a group of people gathering on the deck, and the atmosphere was very depressing.
This group of people was divided into two groups. One group was naturally Liu Scarzi and the others, while the other group was obviously members of the divine cult wearing white robes.
There were only four or five people in this group of divine sects, but their momentum was greater than the dozens of people across from them. Especially the leading man, who spoke with a scornful tone.
Li Dazhi couldn't help but said to Yi Xifeng: "Brother Li, don't you think that figure looks like a big rat?"
That man was the leader of the group of gods. He was thin, half a head shorter than an ordinary person. He was wearing a large robe, which made him look particularly eye-catching. What was more distinctive was his dignified appearance, sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, and a pair of eyes.
He doesn't look like a good person if he moves around.
No wonder the fair boy said he looked like a big rat!
Yi Xifeng took Li Hongxin to the boat from a corner. The group of people on the deck did not notice. Yi Xifeng signaled Li Hongxin to stop talking nonsense, and then joined the crowd.
"Hey Zhu Hongsha, it's not easy for a girl like you to live on the sea. I feel sorry for you because of the wind and the sun. Why don't you go back to the religious sect and become your wife with me!" The big mouse said in a cowardly manner.
Opposite him, Zhu Hongsha gritted his teeth and held his hand on the handle of the knife at his waist. His eyes were fierce and he wanted to directly draw the knife towards him.
But Liu Scarzi stepped in front of Zhu Hongsha and said, "Qiu Shu, watch your mouth, don't let the scar heal and forget the pain!"
Qiu Shu stared at Liu Scarzi with dark eyes and snorted coldly: "Liu Scarzi, I haven't seen you for a while, you are a cripple who lost an arm, and your tone is still as loud as before. Are you worthy of talking to me?"
"Qiu Shu, I advise you to be virtuous and don't say anything!" Zhu Hongsha couldn't bear it anymore, pointed at the big mouse and yelled angrily.
"You talk about accruing virtue, but how can your ancestors accrue virtue so happily? Zhuhongsha, it's so good to drink spicy food like a popular religion with me. Why do you hang out with these homeless bums all day long?" Qiu Shu said in a disdainful tone.
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Speaking of which, on Liu Scarzi's side, not only he and Zhu Hongsha, but also several other helmsmen of other flags are close friends of the two of them. Please come on board to prepare to discuss important matters together.
Qiu Shu scoffed and directly brought dozens of people in. He didn't care, but became more arrogant, "I only spend the whole day collecting shellfish and hunting animals on the sea. They are just a bunch of dirty fishermen! Zhu Hongsha, you
To be with them is really condescending, hahaha!”
Several disciples of the sect behind him also laughed as if no one else was watching.
Liu Scarzi clenched his fists and widened his eyes, feeling filled with anger welling up in his heart. The other leaders behaved similarly. They were all prominent figures in their respective character flags, but in Qiu Shu's words, they became
Fisherman, what a shame!
However, even if they were shaking with anger, they could only suppress their anger.
For a moment, Liu Scarzi wanted to rise up and kill this hateful Qiu Shu.
But his back was pulled by the vermilion sand, and he heard a message in his soul, telling him to hold back.
Just as Qiu Shu said, accumulating virtue through words is not as good as accumulating virtue through ancestors. Who allowed him to have a grandfather who was the second elder of the Seven Star Palace!