The drizzle poured on the dust, stirring up bursts of dust.
Ye Dao went to investigate alone. Although he was not afraid of people coming, he was still a little wary. It would not be bad if he could find people here. After all, it was protected by the formation set up by his ancestors.
Before they even walked out of the old sect, they saw the line of demon soldiers. Each demon soldier stood solemnly, all looking at Xuanwu who was standing on the mountain gate.
Ye Dao's heart sank. He had always heard that the four elders of the Yongle Sect were very powerful, but he couldn't see through the cultivation level of the person in front of him, so he couldn't tell whether this person was an elder of the Yongle Sect.
"Who is your Excellency?" Ye Dao asked in a deep voice.[
Xuanwu was also casual, and without talking nonsense, he coldly replied: "Surrender."
Ye Dao secretly thought in his heart that this person's cultivation was too strong. Unless he was attacked suddenly, he would probably not be able to leave today. With this in mind, Ye Dao secretly made a secret seal in his hand.
Xuanwu glanced at Ye Dao coldly, smiled sarcastically, and then moved the sword in his hand slightly, and a flying sword stabbed out quickly. Ye Dao's expression changed greatly, he raised his hand and patted the flying sword, but he barely dodged it.
I wanted to make a sneak attack, but I didn't expect the opponent to be faster, which made me a little surprised. Fortunately, my reaction was very alert, so I was not afraid of Xuanwu's fierce attack for the time being.
Xuanwu had suffered a lot of humiliation from Su Fan before. After all, Su Fan's cultivation level was very different from his, so he was really surprised that Su Fan was not killed. Then he was scolded by Qinglong and almost died.
So now he vented his anger on Ye Dao, without even bothering to say anything. He just went up and took action, followed by a powerful offensive. Since it was a fire attack, it contained a lot of spiritual energy, and Ye Dao was always at a disadvantage.
There is also a gap in cultivation between the two. Ye Dao is basically suppressed, but with his agility, he will not be defeated.
But this made the Xuanwu atmosphere even more intense. Then Xuanwu pinched his fingers, roared, and a black shadow with a dragon head and a turtle body appeared. The feeling like a ghost from the Nine Netherworld filled Ye Dao.
Ye Dao, who was unable to move for a moment, could only watch the cold flying sword stabbing him, but could not dodge. Seeing that the flying sword was about to stab his chest, Ye Dao looked back at the old sect bitterly and sighed.
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Snow is still falling heavily in the imperial capital. His Majesty the Emperor wants to build a platform for ascending to immortality. Hundreds of disciples are sent to the inner courtyard of the palace. Regardless of their level of cultivation, they all need to carry huge stones to build the platform.
Resentment spread everywhere, but under the suppression of the three major families, Nai could only do this, because if he didn't do it, he might be killed at any time.
The news of the large-scale invasion of the Song Dynasty by the Sky Demon Clan was intercepted by people from the three major families as soon as it reached outside the palace gate, and everyone in the entire Song Dynasty capital knew about it.
Therefore, inside the palace gate, His Majesty the Emperor, who was still admiring the flowers and enjoying himself, did not feel any sense of crisis at all. Situ Yong and Chang Ban almost replaced the Imperial Preceptor.
Today I am admiring plum blossoms. The plum blossom trees in the back garden planted by His Majesty the Emperor the year before last have bloomed very well this winter, and some of the flowers actually look like they are sticking out of the palace wall.
"I asked you to look for Mr. Na Ku, can you find him?" His Majesty the Emperor asked meaningfully.
Situ Yonghe's expression paused slightly, and then he smiled and said: "Mr. Ruku left after delivering the body of the imperial master. He said that when the imperial capital is in danger, he will naturally come."
His Majesty the Emperor looked a little worried. He was silent for a moment and sighed: "The Imperial Master said that the gate to the outside world will be opened, and then there is no chance that the aliens will rebel."
Situ Yonghe was startled, thinking to himself that he might have already known about the gate outside the territory, and then he tested it: "With Lord Shangguan guarding it, there won't be any big problem. Besides, our Song Dynasty is so powerful, and we are still afraid of his barbarian tribe.
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Xu Shi felt reassured. His Majesty the Emperor stretched his brows, smiled, folded off a plum blossom, handed it to Situ Yonghe, and said with a smile: "When the National Master said that the country was in crisis, someone would show up to save the country. I think that person would be
It’s you, Mr. Situ.”
The three major families were very afraid of the Imperial Preceptor, so when the Imperial Preceptor was there, even if they were very sure, they did not dare to take action rashly. They did not get rid of the Imperial Preceptor until they spent a lot of trump cards, but they did not expect that there would be another one.
Mr. Dry.
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Mr. Ku was not left behind that day. Fortunately, he promised not to help the capital, so he felt relieved. However, he did not expect that such a person would appear when the capital was in danger.
The three major families still have fresh memories of the time when the Jie Zun was there. The imperial capital was about to fall. If it weren't for the Jie Zun who broke in, the Song Dynasty would have been destroyed long ago.
Because he was worried that such a person would appear, he built a platform to ascend to immortality to suppress the outstanding people of the thirty-six counties. Firstly, if the demon soldiers invaded the imperial capital, these disciples would definitely not help in the defense. Secondly, they would not
A figure like the World Master appears, and he can turn the tide of the war with one person.
At this moment, all they have to do is wait for the people of the Wu clan to advance eastward and then they can occupy the Song Dynasty. There is no room for any changes in this period.
"If you say that I can die for the Song Dynasty, that's okay. But if you say that I can show up to save the country and stop..." Suddenly I realized that I seemed to have missed something, and immediately changed my words: "I don't know what clues the Imperial Master gave me.
, I can find it for Your Majesty."
His Majesty the Emperor smiled slightly and said calmly: "Anyway, now that the Song Dynasty is at peace and the people are at peace, there is no need to expend effort to find that person. Who knows, he will appear by himself at some time."
Although I was unhappy in my heart, I didn't want to ask any more. I was afraid that if I continued to ask, it would arouse the other party's suspicion, which was a bit inappropriate.
"I heard that there was a fight in Shili Changting that day?" His Majesty the Emperor suddenly asked.
Situ Yonghe frowned slightly. There was indeed a fight a few months ago between Tianyuan County and Yongle County. The scale was not large, and both sides were injured.
This matter was not a big deal at first, but Situ Yonghe heard that some of those people were disciples of the Imperial Master, so the matter took another turn. Although several people were arrested, he was still worried.
I thought it was done very secretly, but I didn't expect His Majesty the Emperor to know about it. I suddenly felt suspicious in my heart that there were people around the Emperor.
Although there was suspicion, there was no trace of it on his face. He just looked at Luoxue calmly and took a deep breath of the cold breath, which was mixed with the faint fragrance of plum blossoms.
His Majesty the Emperor seemed to be very leisurely as he slowly walked to the pavilion in the lake and sat down.
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Although Yongle County is not big, it has a complicated terrain. After several searches, the old Xuanji Sect was not found, but many Yongle Sect disciples were killed along the way.
For Yongle Sect disciples, Su Fan would not feel uncomfortable no matter how many times he was killed. Whenever he closed his eyes, he could always see those simple villagers dying tragically at home.
Those lives that I personally buried in Peach Blossom Creek that night, and the vows I made that night, I will try my best to repay in this life. When I think of Han Xiaoyue at midnight, I feel a chill in my heart.
At this time, I was walking in a town in Yongle County. It was drizzling and breezy today.
I don't know when a melodious tune came from a distance, which attracted Su Fan's footsteps. He looked around to find the source of the sound, but he couldn't find it no matter what.
"Peach blossoms are red, peach blossoms are red. Travelers in guest houses are nostalgic for their old hometown. I don't know what time and month it is now. I just look forward to returning home and drinking peach blossoms." [
The long tune seemed to come from heaven, and it drew away Su Fan's soul. Wandering on the old street, he was confused and looked around, then he turned into a wine shop.
Under the drizzle, there are many people in the wine shop today.
Amidst the crowds of people, Su Fan chose a seat near the street and sat down. He carefully listened to the tunes that came from nowhere, picked up a glass of wine, and drank it.
He didn't care about the mud splashed by the passing carriage, he was just immersed in the memories of unknown years and months, and poured himself a glass of wine from time to time.
There were all kinds of people in the store every day, so no one paid attention to this stranger from a foreign land. The waiter smiled apologetically and stepped forward to refill Su Fan's drink. He seemed to notice Su Fan's gaffe, and then said with a smile: "That's Tao'er, who sings the song
Good to hear."
"Tao'er?" Su Fan came back to his senses and asked doubtfully.
"Sir, are you not a local?" the waiter asked harmoniously.
Su Fan smiled lightly and replied: "No."
"Taoer is a singing girl in a pavilion on the street. I don't know where she comes from, but she is always here when I arrive." The waiter said with a smile.
I wanted to continue talking, but was called away by the urging guest, and the waiter hurriedly went to refill the wine.
Su Fan left the drink money and slowly walked towards the place the waiter mentioned. The pavilion facing the street was only separated by a wall. The pavilion was now full of people.
Su Fan looked at the girl in the pavilion from a distance, feeling a little sad that she was not Han Xiaoyue.
After the music stopped, the girl didn't even look at the money she received. She carefully packed up the xylophone and wiped it with care. Maybe she noticed Su Fan who had been watching her from a distance, and the girl suddenly stood up.
Su Fan looked dazed and muttered to himself: "Han Xiaoyue?"
The girl quickly responded: "My name is Taoer, not Han Xiaoyue."
After saying that, the girl quickly picked up the items on the ground and quickly fled the pavilion without knowing where to go.
Su Fan, who stayed where he was, gave a wry smile, turned around and left silently.
This small town has no name. It just opened a wine shop on the street in front of the pavilion on a certain day of a certain year. The owner is said to be able to brew a kind of wine with the aroma of peach blossoms, so he named it Peach Blossom Wine.
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The drizzle has been falling, and I don't know how long it will last. Inside the wine shop, I leaned in front of the door and looked into the pavilion. I saw the girl who sang a little tune every day and then left in a hurry.
"If your heart is not calm, how can you change your mind?" Su Fan's bitter face was reflected in the wine jar, looking a bit old.
The business of the wine shop is quite slow today. A jar of wine is sold for ten taels of silver. There are not many people buying it. Most of them are young men from rich families. In order to show their luxury, they will buy a jug from time to time.
This year, the old man from the coffin shop on the street would go into the wine shop all day long, praise the fine wine, and then ask for a few glasses to have a drink with the boss.
Su Fan didn't care about this, but having someone to drink with him relieved him from loneliness.
But without realizing it, he had already entered the gate of the three realms of transformation.