Hu Gonglie is also an old guy who has gone through ups and downs, even if he has a knife and an axe, he may not be so frightened, but when he knows the identities of the other three people sitting around the stove, he is also dumbfounded. It was enough to surprise Hu Gonglie, not to mention the addition of a hereditary heir from Beiliang, who followed Gu Dazu to another bamboo building for a secret talk. After learning that Gu Dazu was about to leave for Beiliang, he said without hesitation that he wanted to relocate his family In his words, even in Caishi Mountain, he is still dying. Maybe one day he will be beheaded by the Liyang court to sacrifice the flag. It is better to go to Beiliang to give the descendants of the Hu family a chance to win military exploits. Gu Dazu has no objection He didn't make a promise either, but just patted Hu Gonglie on the shoulder before parting.
Xu Fengnian didn't know the content of the reminiscences of the two Southern Tang elders, but after sending Huang Chang back to the bamboo building, he received a secret letter brought by a military falcon, which was the spiritual creature that Chu Lushan, the number one spy in Beiliang, personally trained and secreted. The letter succinctly explained two things. One is that some hidden families like Wang Lin who took root in Liyang began to rise up and move closer to Beiliang. The other thing is a bit inexplicable, it is said that a crazy monk who is also a Buddha and a demon walked out of Mount Lantuo, and he returned to his old age after leaving the mountain. Even Li Beangxin never stopped him, and asked His Royal Highness to be careful when going north, and it is best not to hit him. Xu Fengnian finished writing the matter of Gu Dazu and Huang Chang, put it back in Jun Falcon, and sat in front of the fire with Yuan Zuozong who had never left, and threw the secret letter with unique handwriting on the charcoal fire, a wisp of green smoke curled up, Xu Fengnian bent He picked up the tongs from his waist, threw some light ash on the coals, and said softly: "The rivers and lakes are not peaceful either. Mount Landa is probably not convinced. There was a monk in white clothes who picked up the Yellow River from the Liangchan Temple. A monk was still alive when he came out of the mountain. A rotten old man who lived for two or three years, when he came to the Central Plains from the Western Regions, he became a young man. He killed indiscriminately along the way, far from being called King Kong's angry eyes. I don't know what he wants to do At that time in Beiliang, I first met the monk Longshou of Mount Lantuo. He only said that the female dharma queen with six faces wanted to practice double cultivation with me. The old woman was very disappointed, and she also learned that there were three monks of higher seniority in Mount Landa before the Six-Jeweled Bodhisattva, and one of them was imprisoned for nearly forty years. I don't practice knives, and I don't know how to be a fairy. I just wondered how to survive without eating or drinking. Now I think about it. Half-transparent, I think only Liu Songtao, the leader of the Demon Cult a hundred years ago, can have such a spirit. Every generation of Jianghu has its own generation of romantics, and Liu Songtao's generation is not without swordsmen and saints of the three religions who are in the same arena. They add radiance to each other, and they also hinder each other. Besides, it has always been recognized that there is a way of heaven above martial arts. Since they have stood at the pinnacle of martial arts after untold hardships, they are more righteous figures like the old man in sheepskin fur and Deng Tai'a who will carry on the past and carry forward the future. Wang Xianzhi, who had a hearty battle with Lu Zu, is not considered a person in the evil way. Liu Songtao and the crazy monk dare to risk the world's disgrace, and they are not afraid of being punished by the gods. It is a pity that the bull rider is not there, otherwise it would be the turn of this monk to go crazy. , and sent a sword to the Wudang Master Uncle who had awakened to the west."
Yuan Zuozong stretched his hands towards the stove, feeling the warmth of the winter, and said with a smile: "If this monk can really stand on the front line with Liu Songtao, even if he is Qi Xuan, who acts on behalf of the heavens, he probably won't be able to do it with a sword."
Xu Fengnian laughed and said: "Two theories are the biggest in the world, one is that the emperor and the king are entrusted with the heaven, and the other is that the land gods of the three religions do justice for the sky. Anyway, I don't have anything to do with it, so I can only watch the excitement. By the way, Brother Yuan, do you know what is going on with this Liu Songtao? Although Zhulu Mountain has been forcibly given the name of a demon cult by Jianghu, in my opinion, apart from his treacherous whereabouts and decisive actions, compared with the so-called righteous people It’s much better to be a hypocrite, and all the leaders of the previous sects took it as their mission to compete in the world, not some big devil who only knows how to kill, and there are very few rumors about this Liu Songtao in Jianghu.”
Yuan Zuozong narrowed his eyes, and said coldly: "When I was young, I heard from a worldly expert that Liu Songtao had traveled the world several times and made countless enemies. When retreating in the mountain, an ordinary-looking woman was said to be his woman for some reason, and she was exiled in the rivers and lakes. She ended up tragically and frighteningly. The woman was finally hanged in full view of the public, and she was still naked before she died. For some reason, Liu Songtao knew about this, and forced her way out to carry the coffin back for the woman. After that, there was a catastrophe that no one could save Well, at that time, the gods on land avoided their edge one after another, and not all of them showed weakness to Liu Songtao, who was truly invincible in the world, and they were more unwilling to make a move. We future generations will look back, and we can see that the behind-the-scenes instigator of that conspiracy was very generous and scheming. Heavy, but inferior to Huang Sanjia's overthrow of Spring and Autumn."
Xu Fengnian's face was gloomy, he gritted his teeth and remained silent.
Yuan Zuozong bent down and picked up a piece of hot charcoal from the stove, crushed it lightly, and said calmly: "The hermit who mentioned this to me said that Liu Songtao said with a smile before his death that he would not live forever, so why is he in such a hurry? Such an evil thing. Thinking that the previous life is doomed, why not just be a good person. Although I guess it is mostly an excuse for later generations, it is really unpleasant to listen to. Originally, such words should be the warning words passed down by sages through the ages, But pretending to be a murderous demon to say it, it deserves that the land gods of that generation are not allowed to testify. If I, Yuan Zuozong, lived with Liu Songtao in the same life, I would have to kill a few more for him."
Xu Fengnian sneered and said, "No wonder Master once said that the King of Hades in the underworld joked that everyone in the world is not human."
Yuan Zuozong poured a glass of wine, raised his head and drank it all. This unrivaled military general who was ascetic and ascetic in Beiliang was even better than the villain Tu Chen Zhibao, looked at the empty wine glass at his fingertips, and said to himself: "Father foster!" Being able to get to this day, he has a clear conscience towards everyone. Yuan Zuozong is just a martial artist, he cultivates himself, manages his family, governs the country and the world, and he doesn't even think about it. He has also seen many dirty people and things in Beiliang over the years, and he just stands by. Thinking that after foster father leaves, there will be someone who will stand up, as long as he stands on the border of Liangmang, he will be able to make the millions of cavalry in Beimang afraid to take the next step south."
Xu Fengnian shook his head, "I'm afraid I can't do it."
Yuan Zuozong smiled, "It is enough to live up to the Beiliang knife in this life."
Xu Fengnian suddenly said: "I don't know why, after Bei Mang came back, I often had the same dream, standing on a high place, and seeing millions of armored dead men rushing towards me, and there were also millions of dark and dark soldiers behind me. There is a big banner on the tree, and it is written not with the character Xu, but with Qin."
Yuan Zuozong said helplessly: "It's okay to fight in battle, let me interpret the dream."
Xu Fengnian was too lazy to bother others, and said with a smile, "Second Brother Yuan, let's talk about the future purge steps of the Northern Liang Army?"
Yuan Zuozong smiled heartily: "Then I will need a few more jugs of wine."
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On Zhulu Mountain, Broken Spear Wang Mao, ranked ninth in the world's new martial arts evaluation, stood on the top of the mountain, and the strong wind blew on the edge of the cliff. He slapped the man on the cheek with all his might. Sitting beside him was a short, unattractive man. He has always had this kind of temperament, he can sit and never stand. As a young nobleman with one of the two imperial surnames in Beimang, he became one of the first-rank masters at a young age, together with the fat woman who is also a relative of the emperor, and became a master of the first rank together. After Murong Baoding of the Beimang royal family, the top warriors, the reason why Wang Mao came to Liyang Central Plains with that female devil was because he lost to her. It's not surprising to be number four in the world after one fight. However, if he were Wang Mao, he would definitely not admit defeat. The reason why he had the cheek to come to the south was because he heard that a young man younger than him went to their Northern Mang, and even the fifth raccoon was slaughtered. He felt that No matter what, I should kill a master of the finger mystery in Liyang to relieve my anger. That fat girl who is fatter than him, and what's more damned, is two heads taller than him. How can I make a name for myself here, so that the woman can obediently admit defeat after I go back.
The short young man crossed his arms and asked solemnly, "Wang Mao, do you think Luoyang can stop that crazy monk?"
Wang Maochang exhaled, "Maybe between five and five."
The young man glanced at Wang Mao, "The Six-Jeweled Guru on Mount Landa is only a not-so-perfect Vajra Realm, and he is still far from Li Danxin, who is truly indestructible. Why is this monk so powerful? Luoyang On the extreme northern ice sheet, it almost ruined the good deeds that Tuoba Bodhisattva had been brewing for 20 years. Obviously, compared with the battle between Dunhuang City and Deng Tai'a, Luoyang's strength has stepped up to a higher level. Going up a level, even a trend of raising one's feet, is as difficult as reaching the sky. Now that you are at such a level, is the victory or defeat only between five or five?"
Wang Mao said with a smile: "If you stop it, the leader of the Demon Cult will win the world. If you can't stop it, we can wait for Wang Xianzhi to leave the city before we leave Liyang."
The young man sighed, "It's better to stop it."
The two knew that Luoyang, the number one person in Beimang's Demonic Way, had become the tenth leader of the Demon Cult, but they didn't know that the person Luoyang wanted to intercept was the former ninth leader.
The magnificence of this battle may not necessarily result in a decisive battle between Wang Xianzhi and Li Chungang in the East China Sea.
Apart from knowing his last name, the muddle-headed young mad monk also knew that he was really crazy. There was no remorse when he killed someone, he just felt that these people deserved to die, and when he thought about the cause and effect, he had a splitting headache and almost rolled on the ground in pain. . Every time I see a person in a place, I quickly forget the person in that place. I want to stop and look back every time, but I can’t do it. It’s like traveling eastward when it’s supposed to be a journey westward. And doing it, eventually going farther and farther. There is only a trace of clarity left, I just want to know what I put down in the west and what to pick up when I go to the east. A useless song has evolved from four characters at the beginning to more than a hundred characters in eloquence. I did not memorize it by rote, but Can always blurt out.
The mad monk may have forgotten, but the Jianghu in the Central Plains is already in turmoil, except for the world-famous white-clothed monk who first tried to stop the young monk's footsteps, and then Wu Liuding, the contemporary sword crown of the Wu Family Sword Tomb, blocked the way with his sword, and was smashed by the mad monk. The momentum of the sword, and then the speed of running forward, surpassed the Wu family's sword control, and after that, Zhao Ningshen, the most amazing young celestial master of the younger generation of Longhu Mountain, also made a move, and the monks greeted each other face to face, but there was no one. When they collided, the monks rushed forward, and the Taoist surnamed Zhao, who was rumored to be the reincarnation of the first celestial master of the Tianshi Mansion, retreated at the same time. After persisting for eighty miles, Zhao Ningshen stepped aside and let the crazy monk continue to laugh. But Zhao Ningshen quickly sat cross-legged on the ground, bleeding from all seven orifices, and managed to stop the injury after taking a Golden Elixir of Dragon and Tiger Mystery.
The whole world is afraid of this monk's aura like a rainbow.
On the bank of a big river, the crazy monk stopped his figure, just like when he sensed that the white-clothed monk Li Dangxin was on the way. He grinned, then squatted down, scooped up a handful of water, and stared down at the muddy water in his palm, like an ordinary person holding a scorching hot water. Boiling water, hastily spilled on the ground, stood up and looked around blankly.
At that moment, the young monk burst into tears and asked himself: "I am here, where are you?"