Climbing up the stairs, Zhao Changhe looked at the scenery of Wushan with great interest.
It was just the time when winter turned into spring, and with the changes in the geography, we moved from the towering Kunlun Mountains to a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters. The ice and snow disappeared, the grass and trees were green, and everywhere was wet after the spring rain. The birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant, as if we had traveled through a new secret realm.
Very interesting experience.
Unfortunately, the ink in my stomach is sometimes in short supply. Occasionally, I can come up with some wonderful sentences, but whenever I encounter a scene that requires poetry, I can only remember those famous lines that are not very appropriate to the situation.
For example, once you have seen the sea, all other waters are but puddles; except for Mount Wu, all other clouds are but mists. The person here is Master Xue. Is this poem appropriate
Or you can say, Wushan is high, Wushan is low, the evening rain is drizzling and my lover does not come back, leaving me alone in the empty room.
After hearing this, Master Xue would probably beat someone up. Who would be left alone in an empty room
Then again, the entire Blood God Cult seems to be not interested in women, and is only interested in blood and killing... What a stupid sect.
In fact, not many people know that the Blood God Cult is in Wushan, otherwise it might have been wiped out long ago. Zhao Changhe only knew it was here after asking Wan Dongliu of the Four Elephants Cult. On the surface, there is only one mountain stronghold in Wushan, where the gang occupies the mountain and robs houses. The sect relies on an underground secret place in the mountain to act secretly, which is very similar to the template of Beimang.
At a time when Maitreya is causing chaos in the south, the Daxia officials really have no time to deal with this mountain king.
But what is better than Beimang is that this mountain village is not just one village. It starts from the mountainside and spreads to the top of the mountain. There are large and small villages with depth and some defensive fortifications...
"Stop, what are you doing!"
He looked all the way to the entrance of the village. A group of bandits surrounded him and stared at him nervously, "This is not a place for sightseeing... We have tolerated you for a long time..."
Zhao Changhe almost laughed at this cute thing: "Why should I endure it?"
Someone stammered for a moment, then whispered, "Are you... Zhao Changhe?"
At this moment, Zhao Changhe's dragon bird was put into the ring, and one classic symbol was missing, but the other classic scar was finally no longer erased. He came to pay homage to the mountain in the open and aboveboard identity of Zhao Changhe, and this could not be given to Wang Daozhong.
Zhao Changhe laughed and said, "Why don't you dare to recognize me? Is it because you don't have a knife with you?"
"Nowadays, people imitating Zhao Changhe's appearance all carry a big broadsword. How can the real Zhao Changhe not carry a sword? I told you that it's not true!" Someone complained to his companions: "A person who we don't know if he is Zhao Changhe walked to the gate of the village and no one dared to stop him. If we tell others, we will be laughed at!"
Zhao Changhe smiled and said, "So if it really was Zhao Changhe who came, you wouldn't stop him?"
The gangsters all said, "Nonsense, Boss Zhao is from our Holy Church. If he really comes, he should go home anyway."
How the hell did he walk out... Zhao Changhe didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Aren't they still chasing him? How come he just went home..."
"The hunting order has been hanging around for a while and no one has mentioned it. Who would take it seriously?" The gangsters said cautiously, "Speak up and tell me if you are the real culprit. If you are not, stop pretending. We have asked the brothers in Beimang to come out and identify the man. Don't run away!"
As they were talking, a man came running from the village: "I heard there's someone who looks like our leader? Oh my god, you're here, my brothers missed you so much!"
Zhao Changhe looked up and smiled even more. They were the Beimang brothers who had been sent over by Xuanwu with a letter of introduction a few days ago. Sure enough, Xue Canghai had arranged for them to be small leaders. For example, this Liuzi was arranged to be the small leader of the lowest mountain stronghold
Liuzi stood out from the crowd, rushed to Zhao Changhe and hugged him, then turned around and held his head high: "Who is blind to say it's not true? If this isn't our head, then could it be your father?"
Everyone: “…”
This is not your cottage, who is the boss
But apart from criticizing him in their hearts, no one dared to show it outwardly. On the contrary, everyone had a look of admiration on their faces, and they all bowed and saluted: "It's really Boss Zhao..."
"Meet Brother Zhao!"
"Hello, Boss Zhao!"
"Boss Zhao, you are our God!"
"Hello, Boss Zhao. Please come in and sit down. Shall we go and inform the leader? And take you for a walk?"
“…” Seeing all these people genuinely happy and excited to see their idol, Zhao Changhe didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. Why don’t you create a super topic
He could think that if he went to the Blood God Cult to pay his respects, he would not be regarded as a traitor and be hunted down. After all, with his current strength and network of relationships, Master Xue must be treated with caution. Not long ago, he had joined hands with the Four Symbols Saint to kill the poisonous spider Tian Lingzi, and the book of chaos had spread throughout the world. It can be said that even if Master Xue had ten courage, he would not dare to chop off his head.
But I never thought that I would be treated as one of their own by the Blood God Cult members, and the kind that I would use to save face outside... With this attitude, I wonder if I have betrayed the Blood God Cult, or if I have returned home with glory after completing my training
If I had known this would happen, I wouldn’t have wasted Sanniang’s favor by stuffing people in.
"Go away, of course I'm the one showing the boss around, what does it have to do with you guys?" Liu Zi put his hands on his hips and glared at everyone, then smiled at Zhao Changhe again: "Boss, Wushan is very beautiful, with many places of interest, I'll take you around?"
Zhao Changhe smiled and said, "Are you familiar with each other?"
"It's OK. The outlaws' tactics are the same everywhere. Instructor Sun has a good position here and can take care of us." Liuzi led the way happily: "The weather is so good here. I wonder what the brothers are doing hiding in the ice and snow in Beimang." Zhao Changhe politely rejected a group of eager licking dogs and followed Liuzi into the village: "Instructor Sun, has he not been bullied?"
"It is said that things were not going well for a while, and some people in the church were ostracizing them. Although the leader said that it was a good thing for the teachers to teach with all their heart, and that the teachers were not responsible for preaching the doctrine, and that they were not allowed to make things difficult... Even though they said that, they were still alienated."
"Well, it's normal to be alienated. I'm also afraid that the Blood God Cult is vicious and will punish me indiscriminately. Then our relationship will be different..."
Liuzi laughed and said, "How could that be possible? Not to mention the punishment, even the ostracism and alienation gradually disappeared. Many people's attitudes improved unconsciously, and some even went to ask Instructor Sun for advice. I heard that even the Dharma Protector went to ask for advice secretly. He has a much higher level of cultivation than Instructor Sun... They treated Instructor Sun as a hermit selling wontons."
Zhao Changhe laughed: "Everyone's story is about selling wontons, isn't there anyone who sweeps the floor?"
Liuzi: “Ah?”
"Uh, it's okay, just continue."
"Then the leader actually thinks highly of Instructor Sun, and has allowed him to observe many core secret manuals and even comprehend holy objects. As a result, Instructor Sun's practice has improved over the past year, and he has broken through the sixth level of the Mysterious Gate. Now he is no longer just an instructor under the elder who teaches skills, but has been promoted to be the guardian of the Holy Sect. Now no one dares to say anything about ostracizing him."
Zhao Changhe sighed in his heart when he heard this.
Not every instructor under the Blood God Cult elder can be as good as Lao Sun... Lao Sun is not only responsible but also has very solid basic skills. I used to think it was normal, but after wandering around the martial arts world for so long, I realized that most of the people in the martial arts world are really average in this aspect and don't seem to take it very seriously.
What In fact, what Instructor Sun lacks is good training and a chance to advance. If he really had the resources to cultivate himself, why would he have only reached the fourth level of the Xuanguan realm at the age of thirty-something
There are actually quite a few geniuses in the world, but many of them are buried. This situation exists in all forces, and most of them may not even have the opportunity to become disciples and obtain the skills.
The two talked as they walked up the mountain. Someone had already gone up to inform the sect.
Xue Canghai was talking to the Maitreya envoy over there. The guards outside were looking in, making faces, but they didn't say anything. Xue Canghai stood up speechlessly and slapped him in the face: "Who taught you to behave like a rat?"
The guard felt very aggrieved, holding his cheek and lowering his voice: "Zhao Changhe pays respect to the mountain."
Xue Canghai was startled and realized that he had hit the wrong person. The guard was definitely kind and smart. If the Maitreya messenger heard it, it would be difficult to deal with.
What's more, Zhao Changhe has the habit of killing other people's envoys in front of his master. He did it twice in front of Wang's house and in Batu's army. The victim of one of the times was the Maitreya Sect.
Xue Canghai's mind raced, and he turned back to the messenger and said with a smile, "I have some important personal matters to deal with, so you can go back and have a rest first, and we can talk later."
After saying this, he winked at the guards, indicating that they must not let the envoy out and see Zhao Changhe, then hurriedly left the meeting room and quickly went down the mountain.
He was only halfway down when he looked down and saw the cheers from the mountain village below. A group of Blood God followers surrounded Zhao Changhe, as if they had seen their idol. Then Zhao Changhe smiled and waved his hand, looking like "Thank you for your hard work, brothers."
Several people who had just come from Beimang surrounded him, talking and laughing all the way up the mountain. It seemed that they were recruiting younger brothers as they passed through different villages. Look at the crowds of people following him, are you the leader of the Blood God Sect and am I the leader
Are you here to show off your power? Xue Canghai gnashed his teeth in anger.
Just as he was wondering about Zhao Changhe's true intention and attitude in coming here, a figure came hurriedly from the other side of the hill and arrived in front of Zhao Changhe in less than a moment.
Zhao Changhe stopped.
As countless bandits in the mountain village looked up eagerly, Zhao Changhe knelt on one knee and bowed deeply: "I am delighted to see that the master is in good health and has made great progress in his practice."
The continuous mountain villages were silent. Even Instructor Sun, who came to see his apprentice, had never thought that he would receive such a great gift. He stood there in a daze for a moment and even forgot to help him up.
The last time I blocked you on the road to Gu Jian Lake, you weren’t so polite.
Xue Canghai, who was watching from afar, breathed a sigh of relief... Judging from his performance, at least he was not here to cause trouble.
Just as he was thinking this, he saw Zhao Changhe looking up in the direction of the hilltop where Xue Canghai was standing, as if he had known he was there. Xue Canghai's heart skipped a beat again... With these five senses, at least he was at the door to the secret treasure.
Zhao Changhe stood up and spoke calmly, his voice carrying far away into the mountains: "Master Xue, how are you? I, the extra-official bandit Zhao Changhe, am here to pay my respects."
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