Chapter five hundred and ninety seventh silver gloves
At nightfall, all the true spirit monks in Yongzhou were invited one after another to gather at the Listening Snow Pavilion in Huanzhu Tower.
In addition to the three major families and the principals of the three strongholds in the Demon Realm, there are also two so-called casual cultivators. One is Lu Zihai, who is known as the Falling Rainbow Divine Sword, and the other is Jiang Ping, who is known as the Wintersweet Fairy. The reason why I say so-called is
Because although these two people have no family or sect, they should actually have some background or attachment.
Zeng Shan was the last to arrive. Although, he had always been in the backyard of Huanzhu Tower. Moreover, even if he was walking around, it only took him a stick of incense. Naturally, no one cared about it. Because of his identity
, and the strong strength he showed in the afternoon.
The great elder of the Yin Yang Sect, in his capacity as He Qifeng, sat condescendingly with Su Ji, and the three generals on the left and right of the Yongzhou garrison.
Li Mingshan did not come out; she seemed to have reached another critical point in her practice.
Wuxu, as the host, introduced Zeng Shan and the others, and did not bother to make any opening remarks. He only said, "Counting on a few fingers, if we were in the human world, it would be the Chinese New Year. Usually it is rare for us to gather together like this.
When we are together, it just so happens that General Zeng comes, so we can have a glass of wine together."
Everyone raised their glasses and drank it all in one gulp.
Then, Zeng Shan was heard saying sadly, "Before Zeng came here, I heard that Master Wuxu ascended from the human world. I also heard that although there is no spiritual wine below, there are also many fine wines. I am yearning for it.
Let’s raise a cup and drink.”
When he said this, he stopped talking.
Wuxu smiled and said, "We monks naturally have to drink spiritual wine. The fine wine in this world may be like foot-washing water in the outer world. Many things, if you know them, you know them. If you have to do it in person
Tasting and experiencing it is what is called going down to earth to experience calamity."
"It's a pleasure to meet you tonight. I would like to lend you flowers to offer to the Buddha and give you a toast to fellow Taoist monks." Fairy Yu suddenly spoke up, raising her wine glass with her delicate jade fingers and giving a slight gesture to Zeng Shan.
Zeng Shan raised his glass again with an expressionless face, "It turns out to be the ever-changing Fairy Yu in the Great Freedom Palace."
In this way, Zeng Shan refused everyone who came and drank seven or eight cups in a row. But when Lu Zihai, who was holding the Rainbow Magic Sword, raised his glass to him with a smile, Zeng Shan took the initiative and asked, "Are you Lu Zihai?"
I heard that you often sell some spiritual wine."
What he said was very indecent. (I) I heard that you (the dignified Zhenling monk) often sell some spiritual wine...
Tingxue Pavilion suddenly became quiet. With a smile on his face, Lu Zihai sat upright in his position, his purple sleeves swaying slightly. After a moment, he raised his right hand, waved his hand, and said with a smile
"Lu is not good at disciplining his disciples, but he has some unscrupulous disciples who don't practice well on weekdays, but they make the general laugh."
"Oh?" Zeng Shan turned the wine glass between his fingers carelessly and said, "So, Fellow Daoist Lu must have a lot of good wine. It's rare for the city lord to entertain a banquet tonight. Can Fellow Daoist Lu take it out so that we can have a drink?"
"That's it," Lu Zihai muttered slightly, flipped his right hand, and a silver-yellow wine bottle flew out from his sleeve robe. Then, Lu Zihai held the wine bottle in his hand, spat out spiritual power from his palm, and flew an emerald-green wine arrow.
As soon as I came out, a rich and strange fragrance suddenly filled the air in Tingxue Pavilion.
Wuxu inhaled a few breaths, a kind of spiritual grass breath, which made people feel relaxed and happy.
"This is the finest Chunling wine. Lu just got a pot a few days ago, and I would like to invite all fellow Taoists to taste it." Lu Zihai said slowly while controlling the wine arrow to fill up the wine for the True Spirit monks present.
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Wuxu drank this wine and felt extremely comfortable, as if he were wandering in the mountains and forests in early spring, watching the growth of all things.
"It's indeed the best Chunling wine!" After a moment, Zeng Shan slapped the long table made of agarwood spirit wood in front of him with his hand, "Zeng Mou used to drink a lot of spirit wine when he grew up in the capital.
But tonight is only the second time for such fine Chunling wine."
"I wonder when and where did the general drink this wine for the first time?" Chiangmei Fairy Jiang Ping, standing by, was a little amused.
asked with a smile.
Zeng Shan did not answer, but looked at Lu Zihai who had a reserved look on his face, "Such spiritual wine requires a lot of fine spiritual herbs and is time-consuming and laborious to refine. It is a rare spiritual resource. Now the imperial court has already issued a reform law.
Even after issuing the "Spiritual Materials Order", Fellow Daoist Lu still organizes and instructs his disciples to sell these spiritual wines, isn't he afraid that this general will enforce the law like a mountain?"
"It's just a glass of wine. General Zeng, did you drink too much?" Lu Zihai said with a voice like the sound of a knife, and the momentum in his body continued to build up.
Zeng Shan sneered, stood up, and walked slowly towards Lu Zihai. As he walked, he said, "Tonight, Zeng will escort the reform."
Zeng Shan walked not fast, even a little slowly. But every step he took gave people the feeling that the earth was shaking, the mountains were shaking, and the rivers were rushing.
This feeling was especially obvious to Lu Zihai. Zeng Shan was getting closer and closer. He immediately stood up, his straight body like a sword about to be unsheathed.
Finally, the sword flew up, like a seven-color rainbow in the air, and penetrated towards Zeng Mountain ten meters away.
Not only did Zeng Shan not stop, but he moved forward very quickly, stretching out his hands towards the oncoming brilliant sword light. His hands, at some point, were filled with silver-white luster, as if they were made of metal.
There was a harsh crashing sound in the air.
The seven rainbow lights gradually dissipated like gunpowder smoke.
A smell of blood filled the air.
Everyone took a closer look and saw that Zeng Shan was holding Lu Zihai's knife in his left hand, and his right hand was inserted into Lu Zihai's chest like a sword.
As for Lu Zihai, he was lying in the air, still maintaining an attacking posture. His right hand was still holding his knife, but his left upper arm had been broken into several pieces and scattered on the ground. Apparently in a hurry, he wanted to use his left hand.
Blocking Zeng Shan's right hand, his eyes widened, as if he couldn't believe it all.
"Silver thread from the sky?!" Li Shizhi, who lives in the Li family, couldn't help but stand up and exclaimed, "General, please show mercy."
Skyfall Silver Thread?!
Everyone in the field, who knew about this thing, looked at Zeng Shan's silver-white hands with a hint of fear.
Wuxu secretly asked the great elder of the Yin Yang Sect. The great elder of the Yin Yang Sect responded and told him that the silver thread from the sky was a spiritual talent unique to the royal family of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Although the silver thread was extremely thin, it was very sharp and tough.
It cannot be melted into other magic weapons, and can only be fostered in flesh and blood by body refining monks at the true spirit level. The process is very long and painful. But after success, the benefits are also great. Not only the body refining skills are improved, but also the battle skills are improved.
When it is activated, it can be activated by Qi and blood, and the aura can be ignored.
"This kid is so ruthless. He actually made a glove from the meteorite silver wire and put it in his own hands! Just now, he suddenly activated it and broke the Luohong Dao named Lu. Then he teleported and bullied him.
In front of him, he held a knife in one hand and thrust it directly into Lu's chest with the other hand." The great elder of the Yin Yang Sect called again, explained, and finally said, "Well, he hasn't tried his best to fight you this afternoon.
You must pay attention next time we fight."
This Zeng Shan is a body-refining cultivator at the True Spirit level. He wears speed-increasing treasure shoes on his feet, and hides a pair of very wet meteorite silver gloves in his hands. What if he bullies you into melee combat?...
Wu Xu secretly thought, I am afraid that no one present is his opponent.
But at this moment, Zeng Shan, Li Shizhi shouted to be merciful, but he seemed not to hear it. However, he looked at Lu Zihai with a look of horror on his face with a sneer. Then, with a slight wave of his right arm, Lu Zihai split into two halves.
; At the same time, his left hand pressed on Lu Zihai's head as fast as lightning, and actually strangled Lu Zihai's spiritual body.
Simple, crude, and too bloody.
Wuxu frowned, "When the general first arrived in Yongzhou, he killed so wantonly?"
"It's not that Zeng Mou meant to disgrace the Lord of the City." Zeng Shan put his hands together and wiped each other, although there was not a drop of blood on his hands. "In fact, before leaving the capital, His Majesty the Emperor had a decree to reform the reform method and hand over the spiritual resources.
, such as Lu Zihai and others privately
Anyone who sells the finest spiritual wine of my great Zhou Dynasty will never be tolerated."
"What does General Zeng mean by this?" Before Wuxu could speak, Fairy Yu frowned, "Dazhou and the Six Sects are reforming the system together, are they doing anything in private?"
Zeng Shan looked at Fairy Yu and smiled, "Fairy, please don't misunderstand me. Yesterday, the Council of Elders issued a decree that all spiritual resources and techniques based on medium-grade spiritual stones must be uniformly circulated by the official."
The Presbytery, official unity...Zeng Shan's words made everyone feel heavy in their hearts. The royal family of the Great Zhou Dynasty and the six sects joined forces to promote the reform of Xuanyin. The Xuan Yin monks from all parties formed the Presbytery to coordinate the affairs.
This means Xuanyin Star has an alliance, the Great Zhou Dynasty, and the Six Sects, which is equivalent to a confederate state. In this way, the decree issued by the Council of Elders is the law that the entire Xuanyin Star must abide by.
And "all spiritual resources and exercises based on medium-grade spiritual stones must be uniformly circulated by the government." That means that all good and valuable spiritual resources and exercises are not allowed to be bought and sold by private individuals.
In Tingxue Pavilion, except for Zeng Shan and the generals on the left and right of the Yongzhou garrison, everyone, including Wuxu and "He Qifeng" could not help but darken their faces and look at each other. In this way, how can we people still play?
Wuxu, who has been a man for two lifetimes, and whose previous life was in the 21st century time and space on earth, feels extremely familiar with such a decree, and naturally knows the pros and cons of such a law, as well as how to avoid it. But at this moment, Wuxu does not want to talk to everyone present, especially
Zeng Shan, discuss these.
Wuxu pondered for a moment and then said to Zeng Shan, "Even though the Council of Elders has a decree and His Majesty the Emperor has a decree, we cannot punish without teaching or look back on the past and condemn. Isn't it inappropriate for General Yongzhou to act so tyrannically?"
"Your Majesty the City Lord is absolutely right." Wintersweet Fairy Jiang Ping stood up and said lightly. She and Lu Zihai were both casual cultivators, and Lu Zihai had just been killed, so she naturally felt sad for him.
"Winter plum fairy Jiang Ping?" Zeng Shan turned around and walked slowly towards the winter plum fairy Jiang Ping again, with the murderous intention from before.
There is a default safe distance when monks gather together. Wu Xu held a banquet in Tingxue Pavilion because Tingxue Pavilion was very spacious. When it was designed and built, it was designed with reference to the scene of a gathering of true spirit monks. But Zeng Shan
Such a body-refining cultivator can rise up so fast that he can almost teleport.
Wuxu stood up abruptly, "Tonight, the young monk is hosting a banquet, and the true spirits from all directions are gathering together. If fellow Taoists want to kill everyone in order to establish their authority, they have to ask the young monk and other people present!
Everyone present, including "He Qifeng", Su Ji, and the generals on the left and right, all stood up. "The winter plum fairy Jiang Ping looked at Zeng Shan who was getting closer and closer with full vigilance, and her figure was gradually blurring.
The situation was on the verge of getting out of control. If Zeng Shan wanted to take action against Jiang Ping as before, Wuxu and the others, except those who joined the army, might all take action against Zeng Shan. This Zeng Shan was a threat to everyone present.
It's really too big!
Zeng Shan finally stopped and said with a smile to Jiang Ping, "I heard that the fairy raised some wintersweets, and many of them are precious. I wonder if I can give up some of them? In the palace, Concubine Chen and Concubine Song were both born in the north, and they love snow very much.
Enjoy the plum blossoms."
"It turns out that the nobles in the palace also love to appreciate plum blossoms. One day, the general will come to my plum garden to choose." Jiang Ping's voice was faint, but her figure was still vague, just like a branch of wintersweet looming in the snow.
The winter plum fairy Jiang Ping has a plum garden outside Yongzhou City. In the plum garden, there are thousands of wintersweet trees. Yongzhou has constant snowfall all year round, so the winter plum blossoms bloom and the fragrance floats for miles. Xu Chuanshan previously helped Wuxu plan the establishment
The monastery also bought some from Meiyuan and decorated them everywhere. The light yellow fragrance made a deep impression on Wuxu.
When Zeng Shan saw Jiang Ping's answer, he laughed loudly and turned back to his seat.
Wuxu's frown tightened slightly.
This Zeng Shan, who killed people wantonly before and then took advantage of others by clever means, was very much like a young master from the capital city. But he was also a true soul-refining monk who had been tempered for thousands of years.
Is this the characteristic of the monks of the Zhou Dynasty?