The Six Sect's criminal list covers a wide range of areas. Most of the martial arts people suspected of wrongdoing are on the list. For example, Qixuan Sect has committed major crimes, but not many Hezong people are on the list.
There are even fewer sects that have disappeared for many years and are still at the top of the list.
Jade Dragon Temple is one of them.
Decades ago, Zhang Xuanba, the king of Zhao in Xifu, who famously won a world-famous battle at Liuji Mountain, took his undefeated and famous horse to the rivers and lakes, causing wind and clouds everywhere he passed.
The aristocratic families, the gangs, and the martial arts sects all changed their colors, destroying most of the world.
Until he came to Yulong Mountain.
That mountain was unknown at the time, neither high nor dangerous. There was only a Taoist temple with few incense. The Taoist temple was even smaller, with only one master, three disciples and seven Taoist disciples.
No one knows what happened that day. They only know that after that day, King Zhao of Xifu returned to Linlong Road, Jing'an Mansion never left the house again, and Jade Dragon Temple also disappeared.
It's just that for decades, he has been wanted by the court at the highest level.
Once discovered, everyone can be punished.
"Jade Dragon Temple..."
In the inn, Yang Yu held the knife across his knees, and in the dark room, his eyes flickered.
His memory is very good, especially when he is concentrating on things, past events appear in his mind as if they are repeating themselves.
Faintly, he seemed to see the scene he saw when he was refining the 'Human Skin Scroll'.
The mountains, the courtyard, the fence, the stream, the mist, the old woman...and the 'truth' in her words.
"That old woman..."
Yang Yu felt a chill down his spine. He took a deep breath, suppressed the distracting thoughts in his heart, and entered the Cauldron of Gluttony.
In the dim cauldron, all the ingredients glowed like stars in the night sky.
At a glance, the recipes and the 'Kuixing Ranking Diagram' were clearly separated on one side, and the rest of the ingredients were either surrounding them or squeezed into the corner.
"call!"
Suppressing the distracting thoughts in his heart, Yang Yu stretched out his hand to hold Shibu Yishanjian. With a thought, he started refining the inherited sword of Qixuanmen again.
Buzz~
Light and shadow flow, intertwining before our eyes like a net spreading out.
The night is full of stars, the full moon is hanging high, the ancient city is quiet, dogs barking in the alleys, the quiet courtyard, the old sprouting trees...
When I opened my eyes again, time and space seemed to have changed.
Under the shade of the tree, there was an old man and a young man. The old man was round and fat, with pure white beard and hair. Even the pair of eyebrows that drooped at the corners of his mouth were uncolored.
The younger one is about ten years old. He is taller than the old man. He is young but not immature. He is sitting on his knees, with his body as tall and straight as the sword on his waist.
The old man was sitting cross-legged on a futon, with a three-foot-two-inch-long sword hanging across his waist, without a scabbard or a handle, and as clear as water.
An old man and a young man were chatting.
Yang Yu was not in a hurry and listened quietly to the conversation between the two.
The more advanced the food, the more people and things it contains. Not only are there techniques and techniques that can be passed down, but there are also many secrets buried by history.
"Why did Master come back so quickly? I heard that Prince Xiao Ming was given to..."
The young man bowed his head slightly, very respectfully.
The old man smiled: "What do you think?"
"There are many people who want to kill King Xiao Ming, and they may not be the ones in charge."
There is reverence in the young man's eyes:
"Others say that it is only right to kill King Xiao Ming to ascend to the throne. Don't you know that? With the current momentum of King Xiao Ming, King Xiao Ming has only one way to give way."
"Then you underestimate Prince Xiao Ming too much, or in other words, you underestimate the Lishengjiao behind him..."
The old man said calmly:
"The mother of Prince Xiao Ming is one of the twelve most noble mothers in the Liansheng Cult. If she doesn't die, she won't be able to truly ascend to the throne!"
"Pity Life Cult?"
The young man murmured.
Only then did I remember that the previous dynasty was immoral and the people were in dire straits. Many of the earliest rebels came from the Liansheng Cult...
"But if that's the case, wouldn't this move by the superiors cause trouble again..."
The young man was shocked to realize the huge power of the Liansheng Cult, and was a little confused.
"The superior is not an ordinary person. As long as he is here, no one can change the world. Now, I just hope that he can survive those twelve old women..."
The old man's expression became solemn:
"Or, we can order the complete eradication of the Lian Sheng Cult before our old brothers die of old age!"
"Then what kind of mother is she, so tyrannical?"
The young man was a little shocked.
In the past twenty years, Zhang Yuanzhu has been fighting in the north and south, and his momentum has reached an unprecedented peak, and his troops are invincible.
How could the young man not be horrified to hear that someone could compete with him?
Not just him?
Yang Yu, who had been listening for a long time, was also impressed.
From a cowherd boy to the co-owner of heaven and earth, Zhang Yuanzhu's strength naturally goes without saying. Especially at the beginning of the founding of the country, his prestige and martial arts were at the highest peak that no one could question.
This pity teaching...
"It doesn't matter if you only have strong martial arts skills, you can always kill them, but these old women..."
Seemingly apprehensive, the old man remained silent and turned to:
"Let's not talk about it anymore. I have been a master for three years and I taught you the swordsmanship. How are you doing with it?"
"The disciple is stupid."
Hearing this, shame suddenly flashed across the young man's face, and he was speechless.
"My way is difficult to learn and master, and I expect you will gain nothing."
The old man was not surprised. He turned his sleeves and took out a long sword:
"This sword was made by taking your hard work and letting the master swordsmith 'Xu Luyi' forge it with black iron."
"Thank you, Master."
The young man was overjoyed and hurriedly took out the sword. He stretched out his hand and touched it, and a feeling of connection between heart and blood suddenly surged in his heart.
Yang Yu could feel all the young man's feelings, and a subtle change suddenly arose in his heart.
This sword is exactly the ten-step-one-kill sword he is refining.
"With this sword, can this disciple master your Hundred-Step Flying Sword?"
The young man couldn't put it down and played with it for a while before asking.
"Difficult, difficult, difficult."
The old man shook his head slightly: "With this sword in your hand, you can breathe on the sword with the mental method passed down to you for twelve weeks, and then wash the sword with secret medicine. After a few decades, there may be a third chance of becoming a master."
Hand swordsmanship.
Even if it doesn’t work, you can always kill it in ten steps. If this doesn’t work..."
At the end of the sentence, the old man couldn't speak anymore.
"ah……"
The young man was greatly disappointed, his chest heaved and his eyes turned red:
"It's because this disciple is so stupid that Master's hard work has been wasted..."
"Your talent is already top-notch, how could it be any different?"
The old man comforted his disciple:
"It's only my fault that my teacher's talent is so great that it's beyond your reach..."
"..."
The young man's crying stopped suddenly and he raised his head, feeling a little dazed for a moment.
"Meditation!"
The old man shouted suddenly and recited the formula.
The young man reluctantly calmed down, but Yang Yuzi was already sitting on the ground, much more serious than the former.
"The memory is the same, the appearance is the best..."
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…
The Giant Whale Gang was destroyed!
The leader of the gang, Han Jing, and the thirteen helmsmen under him were all dead, and the station became a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood!
Even the thunderstorm that had been rumbling all night could not compare to the shock this news brought to the people of Mulin Mansion!
Early on the first morning, the news spread throughout the streets.
Some people couldn't believe it, some cried loudly to comfort their families, and some cried with joy and ran to tell each other.
For a time, the whole city was in uproar.
"Oh my god, this is actually true? Yan Laosan, isn't that body the same as Yan Laosan's?"
"God is wise, and finally got rid of these evil thieves! Han Jing! Han Jing is really dead, a good death, a great death!"
"I don't know which knight saw injustice on the road and killed this group of evil thieves!"
“It’s very satisfying, it’s really very satisfying!”
…
Outside the Giant Whale Gang's station, people gathered around to watch. There was so much crying and shouting that the government officials who were maintaining order were almost knocked to the ground.
"Daughter, my poor daughter! Old woman, have you seen, Luo Laoqi, he is dead, he is finally dead."
An old man threw himself on the ground, crying so hard that he almost fainted, which made everyone sad.
"Old Li is in a miserable state. Just because his daughter was so beautiful, his family was destroyed. His legs and feet were broken when he complained, and he was left begging on the street and trampled on by others."
Some passers-by couldn't bear to see it and went to help him.
"My husband, please don't break your body from crying. Although the culprit has been eliminated, the accomplices are still alive. If you don't take care of yourself, how can you avenge this revenge?"
The old man raised his head suddenly.
The person supporting him was a young man of about eighteen or nineteen years old. He was wearing clean and close-fitting clothes and had a knife and a sword at his waist. He cried sadly and wiped his tears away.
"Yes, I'm sorry."
The old man shrank his hands, feeling ashamed and sad: "That's enough, that's enough. Luo Laoqi is dead. Even if the old man dies immediately, he can also close his eyes..."
"I heard that you went to file a complaint and your legs and feet were broken. Your wife couldn't bear the blow, so you passed away?"
Yang Prison asked.
"They, they are officials..."
The old man looked frightened.
"You just say yes or no, it doesn't matter who they are."
Yang Yu's words are gentle.
Xiao Wu shivered, knowing that Mr. Yang was just a sign that he was about to have an attack. Seeing the old man nodding blankly, he hurriedly went to the street vendor to get a cart and carried the old man into the cart.
"Look!"
Some passers-by were shocked when they saw this scene.
"Is this young man trying to stand up for Lao Li? Look, the direction he is going to is the Yamen?!"
"Hey! It's fun to watch!"
The pedestrians became more and more excited and even speculated whether the young hero was the hero who eradicated the Giant Whale Gang.
Immediately, a large number of people followed.
There were also excited government officials who saw something was wrong, gave a few hasty instructions, took a small road and ran towards the government office.
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Thanks to the heavy rain last night, Chu Ping slept well that night. When he opened his eyes, it was already three o'clock in the morning.
Let the maids who had been standing beside the bed for half the night take care of washing and dressing.
He had just sat down, and the dishes brought by the servants were already on the table, hot and cold, as well as these pastries and soup.
"These are the dishes that come and go. Chef, it's time to change."
Chu Ping had a bad appetite, so he picked up his chopsticks and was about to take a few bites, when he heard a sharp shout from outside the door.
"Sir, no, that's it!"
"Asshole!"
Chu Ping slammed the table, and the serving maid and servants immediately knelt down.
But before he could get angry, a low drum beat sounded.