Twenty-one years of orthodox.

spring.

The east gate of Shenjing City.

There are crowds of people, noisy and lively.

After the deliberate propaganda and guidance of the court, the people have forgotten Yu Qingtian and their eyes are concentrated on the famous general of the border "Zhou Hong".

He was appointed as a guerrilla at the age of fourteen. It was the Renyin change that year, and the northern border was defeated and the country was in turmoil.

"Zhou Hong" led 3,000 troops and horses to attack the soldiers of the Dayong Army at night, burning the camps, and becoming famous in one battle.

He was promoted to general for attacking and stationed in the deserted city, resisting the Da Yong army's attacks several times.

After peace talks between the two countries, they were promoted to governor and held military affairs in the northern border state.

After more than 40 years of two dynasties, he was promoted to lead the army to fight against Dayong for many years. He won more than he lost less, and was the pillar of the country's dynasty.

The people like heroes, let alone the generals who protect the country and the stability of the country. They gathered at the East Gate early in the morning, waiting for "Zhou Hong" to lead his subordinates to Beijing for review by the orthodox emperor.

It's almost noon.

The sound of horse hooves is like thunder, and I see "Zhou Hong" from afar.

The four rows of cavalry followed closely, all of which were black armored, as if black clouds were rumbling, causing the noisy people to silence.

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, the Xuanjia army soldiers glanced at the soldiers in the Beijing camp who maintained order.

The fierce and murderous aura made the soldiers in the Beijing camp shiver, and their timid legs collapsed on the ground.

Hahaha!

After the people were shocked, they saw that the arrogant and domineering Beijing camp was defeated and immediately laughed at the sound of roaring mountains and tsunamis.

"Zhou Hong" was approaching, and the people saw clearly their appearance. They were a veteran with white hair and beard.

The shoulders are wide, the body is wide, the back is a tiger's back and the waist is full of sword marks.

This makes the people more at ease. The common sayings circulating among the people are mostly old and stronger. If you have an old family, you will be as good as a treasure. Ginger or old are spicy.

There were also different opinions in the crowd, and a white-haired old man sighed.

"Is this so good as Duke Zhenguo? I was a teenager at this east gate. I saw Duke Zhenguo return to the court with his team, and that look handsome!"

"Duke Zhenguo? Which Duke Zhenguo is powerful or not?"

"The ones mentioned in the play are all stories made up. Who can do this at a young age?

"I don't understand this, have you heard of the rhetoric techniques?"

A few young people who thought they understood it very much were talking about which one is better, Zhenguo Duke or the rhetorical "Zhou Hong".

The old man opened his mouth, not knowing how to explain.

I still remember that year, the old man was a young man, and he remembered his majestic and handsome appearance in his heart. He still cannot forget it, and he joined the army to protect the country.

Decades of time passed, and not many people remembered the great heroes and heroes in the eyes of the people.

Street restaurant.

Two old men sat next to the window.

A few plates of vegetarian dishes and a pot of sake, watching the grand scene on the street.

Yuan Shun picked up a piece of tender tofu and said with a smile: "Master, we think that a person like you, who is dedicated to seeking immortals and asking questions, will not care about these mortal worlds."

Zhou Yi shook his head and said, "If you do it casually, you don't care whether it is successful or not. If you really want me to care about it, you may be a dog emperor."

Yuan Shun's eyes showed envy. Only truly powerful people can ignore wealth and power because they are within their reach.

"Master, the Jinyiwei finally found out that Shangshu Yan, as you expected, was really Yu Su's man."

“This is not difficult to guess.”

Zhou Yi drank a glass of wine: "Yu Su can fight the Zhang family three times and fall, but how could he not have many iron players? He voluntarily fell into the imperial prison before, but he was only blessed with the two dynasties and did not want to make a fuss with the emperor!"

Yuan Shun exclaimed: "Mr. Yan is really extraordinary. He has never had any interaction with him. Yu Su has not been in prison and has not been informed. He can guess the northern border and follow the flow."

"Fengyang Kingdom has produced several generations of outstanding talents in succession, but it ends up like this. It's really sad!"

Zhou Yi sighed: "Before the emperor ascended the throne, he read several houses of history books and learned a lot of principles of governing the country, but no one could understand the cycle of dynasty."

"Lord, when..."

Yuan Shun's eyes were hot and he pointed to the sky.

"This world is not simple. You can accumulate food and become king!"

...

A few months later.

Imperial Prison.

Zhou Yi, as usual, carried the food box and went into the ground.

At the end of the corridor, Ji Sheng, who should have been sitting cross-legged in the iron cage, disappeared.

Zhou Yi was suddenly shocked, and the mountain and river tripod appeared at the cuff, ready to bombard him at any time.

I just saw clearly that there was a thin dry bone wrapped in the tattered Taoist robe, and the muscles were pressed against the bones, like a corpse drying all the moisture.

"Finally dead?"

Zhou Yi carefully identified the dead bones and teeth, which were sparse and jagged like serrated teeth, and his finger bones were as dark as ink, which was indeed Ji Sheng's appearance.

Take out the Anzhai Talisman from your arms, and after using it, no abnormality was found. Then, you took out the Soul-Stationing Mirror and activate the magic power to sweep across every corner of the dungeon, confirming that there are no ghosts left.

Zhou Yi sat on the steps, took out the wine pot from the food box, and sprinkled it in front of the iron cage.

This is a miserable man who stepped onto the path of immortality at a young age, but ended up falling into the plot of the dog emperor and imprisoned for a lifetime!

To oppose oneself to others.

Zhou Yi could think about what consequences would be if his immortal fruit was exposed, which could directly trigger a war in the immortal world.

Examine yourself three times a day, be careful and cautious!

...

The second half of the night.

It was the time when the prison guards were most tired, and the black shadow fled to the imperial prison.

Zhou Yi broke the iron lock of the cell, took out a death row prisoner from the prison, and came to the entrance of the second underground floor.

Widths of strange fragrance drifted away, and the Jinyiwei, who was on duty at the entrance of the cave, fell asleep soundly.

I entered the ground with a familiar path, slapped the death row prisoner outside the iron cage, woke up quietly, and saw the human-shaped black shadow like a ghost, so scared that I was about to shout loudly.

"Listen to what I said, you will benefit me, otherwise you will die!"

The death row prisoner turned from surprise to joy and said, "Master, please tell me, the younger ones will do whatever they want."

Zhou Yi pointed to the iron cage: "Go and flip it inside to see if he left any relics."

The death row prisoner gestured to the gap in the iron cage and was about to say that he could not get in, he saw a large copper tripod that quickly grew larger between the two steel pillars.

Crack! Crack...

The steel column bent to both sides, breaking through the wide gap of the personal head.

The death row prisoner was shocked and did not dare to make any violations. He hurriedly went in and searched for Ji Sheng's corpse.

Ji Sheng was originally five or six feet tall, and his dry bones were as if they had shrunk, leaving only three or four feet. The death row prisoner was not afraid, and he fumbled the dry bones inside and outside, but he found something strange.

"Sir, there's something wrong with this rib!"

The death row prisoner pulled out his ribs and turned out to be purple-red and crystal clear as jade.

Zhou Yi noticed the change in the expression of the death row prisoner and said coldly: "But what is the message?"

"Sir, the younger one hears someone talking."

The death row prisoner sensed the fierce murderous intent and did not dare to hesitate: "He said he was a disciple of Danding Sect and was practicing under the seat of Xuanyue Zhenren in Xiaodan Mountain. He could use this bone jade to go to Xiaodan Mountain to report on the crimes of Emperor Chongming."

"With this achievement, if you have spiritual roots, you can become a member of the Danding Sect, and if you have spiritual roots, you can be founded in the ordinary world and become the emperor."

The death row prisoner's eyes flashed, and he couldn't help but clench his jade bones while speaking. He originally did not believe in the illusory immortal way, but the human shadows and bronze cauldron magic weapon in front of him made people have to believe it.

Zhou Yi asked: "Where is Xiaodan Mountain?"

The death row prisoner replied: "In the middle of Yunshan in Xuzhou, you can walk 700 miles into the mountain from the east. When you see the eight peaks, you will see the place where Xiaodan Mountain is located."

“…”

Zhou Yi was silent for a moment and said sinisterly: "Don't think about lying, I can let others try it."

The death row prisoner quickly promised: "I dare not!"

"Very good! I will send you back to the west and reincarnate as soon as possible so as not to continue suffering in the imperial prison."

Zhou Yi didn't care about the shocked gaze of the death row prisoner and waved his hand to slap him to death.
Chapter completed!