Jiang Chi, dressed in a silver brocade robe, sat with Huang Rong on the second floor eating food. It was pleasant to listen to the noisy men around him talking about chivalry and righteousness. Which cottage was destroyed and which hero became famous were all attributed to these drinks.
Meat-eating man.
Suddenly, a man in gray Taoist robes caught Jiang Chi's attention. The Taoist held a whisk in his hand. He had long eyebrows and beautiful eyes, three sparse black beards under his chin, white socks and gray shoes, and his clothes were as neat as a guest.
The seats on the second floor were almost full. The man looked around and had to come forward, "Miss Shaoxia invited me. I wonder if we can share a table?"
Huang Rong glanced at Jiang Chi, and the meaning was obvious. Jiang Chi raised his eyes and said, "If Taoist Master doesn't mind, can we have some together?"
There was plenty of food, but this Taoist looked very attractive. He looked like a true Taoist cultivator and had a somewhat immortal air. Jiang Que was willing to make friends with him. Maybe he could get some Taoist cultivation secrets from him.
Not bad.
"So thank you so much, young hero." The Taoist looked happy and asked politely: "I don't know the name of young hero. If I have the opportunity in the future, I will also thank you."
He glanced at the Taoist and said, "Jiang Que!"
"Hey, your name is actually the same as that of the big devil from the Imperial City Division." The Taoist was stunned for a moment, then shook his head, "No, the young hero is full of righteousness, how can it be compared to that devil."
Jiang Chi was thinking about how to get the secret book from the Taoist's mouth. Who knew that when he heard the Taoist's words, he couldn't help but frowned and asked: "Taoist Master, I wonder how Jiang Chian from the Imperial City Department became a big devil."
Already?"
He didn't even know what happened. Could it be that something big happened in the world recently?
"You don't know?" When the Taoist saw Jiang Qian asking, he explained: "The thing is like this. A month ago, the Seven Jiangnan Monsters, who had always been chivalrous and righteous, were humiliated in every possible way by the big devil.
Then the four ghosts of the Yellow River Gang were also slaughtered. Even the rudders in the Song Dynasty were all uprooted. The number of people killed was at least thousands, not to mention that the guy actually passed on a secret book to exchange for gold and silver.
The news caused chaos in the world, and everyone was in danger for a while, which caused a lot of disputes, and I don’t know how many bones were buried in the mountains and fields!”
The Taoist shook his head and sighed, not sure if it was because of those who died or because Jiang Qian became a demon.
After listening to his explanation, Jiang Que suddenly realized that he was already so famous in the world - although his reputation was not very good, he didn't care about it. Only Huang Rong next to him had a strange look in his eyes, as if he wanted to see him as a devil.
How is it different from ordinary people?
Picking up the tea cup, Jiang Chi asked quietly again: "I don't know what my name is, which fairy mountain I practiced in, and why I came to this world?"
The Taoist did not doubt that he was there, and said with a smile: "Wang Chuyi, the poor Taoist Quanzhen disciple of Yuyangzi, has met the young knight, but he wants to go to Dadu this time when he comes down the mountain."
Speaking of the Quanzhen Sect, Wang Chuyi was all smiles. His master, Wang Chongyang, was once the best master in the world. Even though he passed away, the martial arts skills of the seven Quanzhen disciples are not much different now.
Wang Chuyi, known as the Iron-footed Immortal, is very famous in the world for his great kung fu on his feet.
"It's actually him!" Jiang Que thought to himself, but his face didn't look good, so he could only say perfunctorily: "It turns out he is the Taoist Priest of the Quanzhen Sect. He has admired his name for a long time, but he didn't know that when he went to Dadu, he went to Prince Zhao's Mansion to look for Yang Tiexin's son.
To test and teach martial arts?"
"How do you know?" Wang Chudu looked at Jiang Qian warily. Someone actually knew his purpose. Is it possible that he could figure it out?
You must know that the purpose of his trip was only told to his senior brother Qiu Chuji, and no other person knew about it. How did the young man in his twenties know about it?
"Eighteen years ago, Quanzhen Taoist Taoist Qiu Chuji passed by Niujia Village, but he accidentally caused a disaster, which resulted in the death of Yang Tiexin and Guo Xiaotian. Taoist priest Qiu later made a bet with the Seven Monsters of Jiangnan, and each cultivated the Yang and Guo families.
I only waited for eighteen years to come back to compete again. Who would have thought that the descendants of the Guo family were outside the Mongolian Wall, and the descendants of the Yang family were in the palace of Prince Zhao, the capital of the Jin Kingdom. This deed that is praised by people in the world will be repeated below.
How could you not know?"
Jiang Chi casually said something about Jianghu, which made Wang Chu glare. Has the story about Senior Brother Qiu's bet with the Seven Monsters of Jiangnan spread? It seems that this trip is mostly necessary.
Immediately, Wang Chuyi had no intention of blaming Jiang Qian, but sighed: "Young hero has a good nature, it's okay to talk to you about this matter. Brother Pindao Naqiu has an arrogant character and refuses to admit defeat. That was the case then, and it is the same now.
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A few years ago, Pindao master brother Ma Yu couldn't bear to ruin two heroes with a small bet, so he went to Mongolia alone to teach the descendants of the Guo family.
Although the descendant of the Yang family has been taught by Senior Brother Qiu for many years, Pindao is still worried, so he plans to go down the mountain to hold his eyes for Senior Brother, so as not to lose face later."
To put it bluntly, I was here to give Yang Kang some advice.
Jiang Chi was naturally aware of this reason, but he still asked calmly: "Can Taoist Master go into Prince Zhao's Mansion? It is said that it is the residence of Wanyan Honglie, the Sixth Prince of the Jin Kingdom."
Wang Chuyi smiled slightly, as if bathing in the spring breeze, and said: "The Kingdom of Jin once pardoned me and made the Quanzhen Sect the state religion, so I can enter Prince Zhao's palace."
He couldn't help but raise his head as he spoke. Even ferocious foreigners like the Jin Kingdom respected the Quanzhen Sect as the state religion. It had disciples all over the world and looked like a big sect. Naturally, Wang Chuyi was quite proud of it.
But Jiang Chi's face darkened, and he said sternly: "Since the Taoist Master has entered the palace, I wonder if I can kill Wanyan Honglie for my Han family's son, so as to comfort the heroic souls of my Han family's common people?
At that time, the Jin people went south, burning, killing, looting and conquering Tokyo, causing countless people to be displaced. It was even more common to change their sons and eat them. All this was the fault of the Jin people. Since Taoist priest is a true cultivator of our Han family, it is better to avenge the grievances of the people of the world.
Kill the King of Jin to avenge the past?"
At that time, the country was destroyed, the smoke was everywhere, countless people were killed and injured, and the sons and daughters of the Han family were massacred - if the Imperial City Division had not recorded this in detail, Jiang Chi would not have known about this sad and tearful history.
Wang Chuyi still shook his head and replied: "Young hero, you are overthinking. Firstly, there are so many soldiers and guards in the palace that they are like a copper wall. Although the poor Taoist martial arts are strong, they are still no match for them. Secondly, my Quanzhen sect was granted the title of national religion by the Dajin Dynasty."
, how can it destroy its own foundation?
Our religion preaches that all living beings are equal and can be educated. We can educate the people of the Central Plains and the people of the Jin Kingdom. All living beings in the world are the same."
Only through the efforts of many schools can the sect prosper. Wang Chuyi has always adhered to this concept. There are no nations or states among all the peoples in the world. In other words, in the eyes of Quanzhen Sect, there are only all peoples, without countries and nations.
Jiang Chi's face turned dark again, his expression was cold and gleaming, "Why, has Taoist Master also forgotten that he was once a Han?"
Or, is it true that the Quanzhen Religion promotes the enlightenment of all peoples by watching the children of the Han family suffer and not doing anything even though they have the opportunity?
So I would like to ask, what path do you practice?"
Is Tao so ruthless and unjust? Maybe it's just people who are ruthless and unjust, not Tao.
"You, who on earth are you?" Wang Chu was furious, with a gloomy old face, "It's not your turn to control how I teach Quanzhen how to behave, huh!"
Jiang Que looked at him coldly and said slowly: "I am Jiang Que!"