Chapter 1322: Eternal hatred is washed away in one stroke, and the burning of the piano ends in a moment
"Later..."
"After the First World War, the identity of Wuxiu Jinzhao's descendant was known to the Holy Temple."
"Lao Gou came to the Holy Palace, but learned that he was just a traitor from the Holy Palace, and there was no follow-up."
"He continued to trace the traces of Shuo Xiu, but to no avail."
Speaking of this, Aunt Xiang glanced at the sick young man opposite who didn't know what to think, and changed the subject:
"On Heting Mountain, the five evil elders have dominated for many years and finally suffered their first defeat."
"While sipping tea at a flower, I was defeated by a little-known Taixu old man, and was almost killed. This incident alarmed the Central Region."
"More people responded to the invitation and rushed to Heting Mountain. It was also a grand event that year."
"The fighting continued one after another. It must have lasted for several months. The remaining four of the Five Elders of Shaqing fought, and none of them lost."
"Someone made a special appointment to sip tea with flowers. It stands to reason that even if you suffer a defeat, you will be healed in a few days, let alone a few months."
"With no excuse for not fighting, Hua Sip Tea attacked again. However, after a few days and repeated consumption, he suffered another defeat."
"The myth of invincibility has finally been shattered. The heroes of the Central Region have risen together to challenge the five elders. They sipped tea at the flowers but never came out again."
Xu Xiaoshou had already understood, and he knocked on the table and said: "It was not someone else who hurt him, and it was actually not Taixu who caused his defeat, but Lao Gou, but the sword wound he left?"
"That's right, the real injury left by Mo Jianshu affected Hua Hua's state of sipping tea, and he will not be able to recover for three to five years."
"It's a pity that he doesn't have that much time."
Aunt Xiang sighed, with a hint of ridicule on her face, and whispered:
"Lao Gou has been silent for a long time since the battle with Wuxiu. Instead, he is not so anxious and his pace has slowed down a lot."
"The news of the defeat of the Five Elders of Evil came to his ears. Maybe it was for a fight, maybe it was just out of interest, I don't know."
"I think that after hearing the name of Heting Mountain for so many years, my tense heart was loosened. Maybe Lao Gou just wanted to relax, so one day he chose to worship the mountain."
"Perhaps God made a joke. When he left, the sun was rising, the wind was gentle and the sun was shining brightly. At the foot of Heting Mountain, there was a man washing his feet with great enthusiasm."
Mi Zaoquan?
Xu Xiaoshou frowned slightly, feeling something familiar. Where had he heard it?
But that wasn't the point. He continued to listen attentively.
"How sensitive is the ancient sword cultivator to aura?"
"Even if this person has a different appearance and a different height, how could Lao Gou not remember the people who besieged him with Wu Xiu at that time? He drew his sword on the spot!"
"If you can't kill five against one, how can you lose one against one?"
"At the foot of Heting Mountain, the elk have long been stained with blood."
"At noon during the war, Qingquanzhuo Zuo, one of the Five Evil Elders... died!"
Cause of death: Foot washing?
Xu Xiaoshou felt a little funny despite his sadness. Isn't this really a rumored joke?
He twitched the corners of his mouth and asked hurriedly: "Where are the others?"
"You can laugh if you want!"
Although she was talking about a sad past, Aunt Xiang couldn't help laughing at the moment, and said with a strange smile on her lips:
"Lao Gou should be driving the Qinghe Sword Realm in hot pursuit. Qingquan Zhuozu can't escape at all, and it's even difficult to summon him."
"He is facing an ancient sword cultivator, Gou Wu in his prime state... Lao Gou! It's a ten-seater! If a flaw is caught, I'm afraid he will die on the spot!"
"And the Qinghe Sword World of this domain has shielded the fluctuations of the war to only a little bit."
"As for fighting? When has there been no fighting on Heting Mountain? Everyone is used to it."
"The five evil elders are crazy and know each other's strength thoroughly. As long as the one who was injured by the sword didn't run around and didn't report the trouble, there was no need to support him at all."
"so……"
Aunt Xiang shrugged.
So he died like that?
It's a little reasonable in the absurd, a little funny in the real.
But overall, it's still too miserable, just because of a foot-washer?
"Then what? Say it! Say it!"
"Your master is not always in the spiritual palace, is he?" Aunt Xiang suddenly asked.
"Yes……"
After Xu Xiaoshou finished speaking, he suddenly realized.
No wonder Old Man Sang has no sense of presence in the Ling Palace. How dare he go to the Central Territory to cause trouble whenever he has free time?
I still remember that when I first met Mr. Sang, I was rushing to participate in the championship, but because I took medicine and became a weakling, I almost missed the time.
The old man Cao Li you meet on the road will make you suffer for eternity if you make a mistake!
Then during the "big events", is the time when Mr. Sang will occasionally return to the spiritual palace?
"But why are you bringing this up?" Xu Xiao was asked, but he knew that when he met Mr. Sang, it was already sixteen or seventeen years later in the current story.
Aunt Xiang sighed:
"Because Wuxiu went to the Eastern Region at that time and was not in Heting Mountain. This is also one of the direct reasons for the tragedy."
"After Lao Gou beheaded one old man, he took the body away without disturbing the other three old men."
"Shoushan climbed up from the mountain and sipped tea against the flowers. Panasonic shouted that he felt something was wrong. He closed the mountain to look for someone, but he couldn't find a clear spring to wash his feet. He immediately notified Wu Xiu."
"When Wu Xiu rushed back from the Eastern Region, it was already half a day later."
Hearing this, Xu Xiaoshou closed his eyes deeply, feeling that the bloody battle was right in front of him.
Only at this time did he deeply understand the attributes of space and the power of practitioners of ancient swords and fantasy swordsmanship.
Aunt Xiang held the wine glass and warmed her hands, her eyes a little sad:
"The master in white clothes could have led all the temporarily mobilized forces at the headquarters of the Holy Temple of Guizhe Holy Mountain in the Central Region to directly wipe out Heting Mountain."
"This includes white clothes, red clothes, holy guards from all over the country, and even the use of Tianji puppets to mobilize the power of the six departments."
"But Lao Gou is just an outsider after all. He was ostracized after many attempts to arrest Wu Xiu failed. Without sufficient evidence, he could only mobilize his men in white."
"But that's enough!"
Aunt Xiang shook her head and sneered, as if she was laughing at Gou Wuyue's stubbornness and lack of worthiness for him, and said:
"When Wu Xiu rushed to Heting Mountain, blood was flowing on the mountain and down the mountain, corpses were floating on the ground, and broken soldiers and weapons were missing."
"It was only after Lao Gou went up the mountain to find out that the 'Wuxiu' he had to deal with was not just the few people who surrounded and killed him, but a huge organization called 'Fen Qin'."
"Wuxiu, is not only the leader of the dark lord of the underground world, Burning Qin, but also one of the Five Evil Elders, Burning Qin and Cooking Crane!"
"The Fenqin Headquarters hidden in Heting Mountain alone has no less than tens of thousands of people. They are all intelligence workers, all of them are elites. As for the hands that are spread out and hidden in various parts of the five regions of the mainland, there are even more unknown numbers.
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"On the surface, there are only five evil elders in Heting Mountain. They fight with people every day and fight them off. It's so idle."
"Secretly, in the gray area of the Central Territory, all matters of the dark forces, big and small, will be reported to Heting Mountain and will be sent out after being reviewed and approved by Fenqin Headquarters."
"Fen Qin is an invisible giant monster. It is at the feet of the Emperor, but it is blatantly delivering first-hand information to the Holy Slave."
"Its existence has directly supported the idealistic castle in the air that is the Holy Slave. It has led out to the Desert Ridge to the west, created the Half-Moon Residence to the south, penetrated into the Tianmeng to the north, and achieved success in the east within a few decades.
Shenyue Immortal City where ancient sword cultivators like Sword Tomb stand side by side!"
"Even after Fenqin was disintegrated, Storyteller only ate bits and pieces of it, and his 'teahouse' in the Central Region was able to persist until it recently collapsed."
"And my Yougui Pavilion also divided up a little bit of Fenqin, but it's not even the fur. It's already in its current state."
When Aunt Xiang talked about this, there was only deep awe in her peach blossom eyes.
She is not afraid of Ba Zunzhen because she knows Moon Palace Slave, but she is a little afraid of the old man Kusakasa who has almost no weaknesses.
Obviously we are not much different in age, but the reason why the old man looks old is because of hard work.
And to be able to endure a Taixu alchemy master like that, one can imagine that Wu Xiu's mission is heavier than hers as both an intelligence worker!
"call……"
After Xu Xiaoshou heard this, he let out a long sigh of relief.
He finally understood why the bald little old man sat firmly in the second-in-command position of the Holy Slave.
It can be said that without the Eight Masters, the Holy Slave is just an unopened sword, but without Sang Lao, it is not even a sword!
"No wonder the old man is the only one who dares to disagree with Bazunzun's ideals and even dares to break out. I thought he was being pretentious..."
"I thought he really just followed the chronological order, entered the Saint Slave, and took the second-in-command position..."
Xu Xiaoshou clicked his tongue and was amazed.
Suddenly, he thought of the apprenticeship night again and the "Cage Theory" that Old Man Sang told him while pointing at Ehu Lake.
At that moment, it was just nonsense.
At this moment, Si Yi was also shocked.
Yes, if Sang is simple, he can point to a lake and say those extremely profound words?
Now that I think about it, that is simply the most penetrating comment on the current situation in mainland China!
And he not only dared to say this, he also dared to do it.
Under the emperor's feet, he is so blatant that even the white-robed ruler can come out to kill him.
He almost single-handedly trapped Guizhe Holy Mountain into the lake world he created, allowing his enemies to enjoy blind "cage justice"!
"It's such a pity. It's almost all the fault of the footwasher..."
Xu Xiaoshou secretly said that he would not wash in the morning or in the evening, but he washed at the time when Gou Wuyue was worshiping the mountain.
This wash will not wash away athlete's foot, but at least a hundred years of history in the Holy Continent!
"So what's next, after Wu Xiu arrives, how is the progress?" Xu Xiaoshou came back to his senses and asked.
Aunt Xiang smiled silently and said: "The following is a combination of all the versions you have heard of. The sleeveless battle against Lao Gou, killing everyone in the dark."
"Actually, he only came in midfield. Lao Gou lost his trust. It was a bit difficult just to adjust people, and too much time was wasted."
"When he arrived, the other three elders were still fighting bloody battles, but there was no way they could save themselves."
"The situation was over. His best approach at that time was to use the small world to protect most of the intelligence personnel, and use the time when the three old men were fighting against the old man to retreat quickly in order to make a comeback."
"With his ability, he can protect those elites."
Xu Xiaoshou shook his head after hearing this: "He will not retreat!"
Although Mr. Sang seems a bit unfeeling to outsiders...oh, it's not "like", it's "is", but Jinzhao's lineage has this urinary nature: to protect shortcomings.
He could save so many people in Hetingshan, but he couldn't save the three brothers?
There is a high probability that the final development of the story will be that Sang Lao fights Gou Wuyue alone, while the three elders keep the elite troops from the rear and evacuate.
"You should have guessed it, Wuxiu, that is, your master Sang Qiye did not run away and chose to challenge Lao Gou."
"That battle was indeed so devastating that Heting Mountain could not recover its aura for decades, and was completely reduced to a mediocre mountain. It can be said to be the first battle among the semi-saints."
"But there's still no win or loss, it's just so hopeless."
Aunt Xiang clapped her hands, spread them out, and said helplessly:
"Both two people will suffer losses again, this time it will be even worse."
"Your master was stunned when he was killed by thousands of armies. The sleeveless red-scorched hands became famous in one battle. He passed through his chest and almost crippled Lao Gou. As a result, the process of his canonization, which was only half a step away, became elusive.
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"Of course, Lao Gou didn't make it easy for your master either. He hurt his foundation and destroyed his cultivation. People can be run away, but certain things must be left behind."
"At this point, the two geniuses have completely fallen. They have been dormant for decades and have been completely overtaken by everyone of their generation. It is really... the end of a hero!"
After a meal, Aunt Xiang seemed to have thought of something and smiled:
"Xu Xiaoshou, do you know!"
"The funniest thing is that sixteen years have passed and they are probably imprisoned in the Dead Sea together. I wonder if they will fall in love over time... Haha, I am laughing so hard!"
Aunt Xiang laughed so hard that her flowers trembled, she held her breasts in her hands, tears were about to flow out.
Maybe this is bad luck!
The joke God played back then started with foot-washing water and ended with Dead Sea water.
Xu Xiaoshou was astonished. Lao Gou had not come out of the Dead Sea yet. This guy was having a hard time, right?
When Aunt Xiang touched the corners of her eyes with tears and her laughter almost subsided, he asked again:
"What about the others? Where are the other three elders among the five elders? Did they escape?"
Aunt Xiang lost the smile on her face and became a little embarrassed: "Xu Xiaoshou, this is actually a sad story..."
Sad you smile like this?
So, it’s all gone, right? In the end, the entire Fenqin was completely taken away, leaving no one alive?
"Have you not digested every corner of Fenqin?" Xu Xiaoshou asked.
Aunt Xiang shook her head: "Those are just some leaf veins that Fenqin stretched out outside Heting Mountain that they didn't find, and some fragmentary edges... Oh, but it is very big for us. Now you should know that your master had
How terrible, isn’t it?”
"..." Xu Xiaoshou was silent.
Is Fen Qin's peak period so exaggerated?
That Lao Gou took it, and now it has ended up like this. All I can say is that the Holy Temple does not tolerate people, not even dogs!
"Oh, by the way, there are also rumors that not all of the Lao Gou people were killed, but that the Five Evil Elders were only maimed but not dead."
"But no one knows exactly who ran away."
"If you have time, go to Heting Mountain for a walk. Maybe you can find clues?" Aunt Xiang didn't know whether these rumors were true or not.
Xu Xiaoshou shook his head slightly, noncommittal.
Mr. Sang has not been found for so many years, which means that his brothers from back then must be gone.
And if he didn't look for it, then he didn't dare to look for it, which further shows that there must be a trap waiting for him in Heting Mountain...
Why!
etc!
It is true that Mr. Sang cannot pass, but I can, I am clean... Xu Xiaoshou seemed to have some realization.
Perhaps as long as Mr. Sang is not sent to the Eighth Palace, there will be such a link in his plan:
When you grow up, go find his old friends and take over his accomplices?
It's a pity that Sang Lao died early. He was just a rookie at that time and was not qualified to understand these things.
"Hetingshan..." Xu Xiaoshou secretly wrote down the name.
"Okay, I've finished telling you the story from beginning to end. Now feel good. Master Shou, I don't dare to hide anything from you. If you need anything, please tell me later!" Aunt Xiang said.
He blew a kiss, turned around and left.
"Thanks."
Xu Xiaoshou stood up to see them off, and suddenly remembered something, "By the way, I haven't given you the money for Xu Gusheng's drink yet!"
People tell everything they know and say everything, so of course they have to reciprocate and show respect.
"That's not necessary. Just think of your drinking trip as Auntie Xiang coming to the Central Region to pick up the wind and wash away the dust for you!" Auntie Xiang smiled sweetly.
"Okay, then let's give you something else. Let's treat it as a business cooperation." Xu Xiaoshou waved his folding fan and said proudly, "I'll improve this 'Drunken Immortal Brew' and write you a recipe for it. I'm sure it will sell well."
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Wine recipe?
Aunt Xiang's eyes lit up, remembering that the sick young master in front of her was still a throne alchemist.
After just one taste, I was able to taste the raw materials of Zuixian Brew, and I was pretty sure.
"Okay, then you write and let Auntie take a look." She moved the paper and pen from the table, "If it sells well, Auntie won't take advantage of you, we will give it 50-50."
Xu Xiaoshou smiled and said nothing, and started swiping the ink:
"Xiangui Lingpin... This can be replaced by the rhizome of 'Golden Fortune'. The quality of the elixir will drop from the first grade to the fifth grade, but the taste of the brew will not be much worse."
"Golden Tiangen, mulberry purple leaves, red kiwi fruit...the ingredients can still be these, but the ratio should be the same as what I have now, three to nine to one."
"You are very particular about using the original solution, so there is no need to change it. Let's just use Mizaoquan... eh?"
Speaking of this, Xu Xiaoshou paused and his whole body suddenly froze.