Fu Shifeng

Chapter 308 Be Prepared

"shallow?"

Yang Wujiu couldn't believe that the sixth level of Yanfeng Sword Technique, which he had practiced hard for many years, was only rated like this in the opponent's mouth.

Back then, Yang Wujiu was chased by his enemies and fled all the way to the vicinity of Hengshan Mountain. He was seriously injured and fell unconscious in the mountains.

Originally, Yang Wujiu believed that he was destined to die, but by chance, he was saved by Wu Zhenren. He not only healed Yang Wu Jiu's injuries, but also later taught him how to practice martial arts.

Now Yang Wujiu certainly knew that Wu Zhenren's intervention to save him and teach him was certainly not out of good intentions. He just wanted to cultivate a loyal and reliable lay disciple to plunder the people to help him cultivate.

Wu Zhenren saw at a glance that the Yanfeng Sword Technique had the disadvantage of Yan Jin's self-injury. Unless it was eliminated with advanced internal skills, the higher the realm of the sword technique, the deeper the Yan Jin's self-injury. Even if he was lucky enough to survive in the future, sooner or later he would go crazy.

However, Yang Wujiu's foundation was set and could not be changed easily, so Wu Zhenren asked him to go to the source of the Xiang River, take the opportunity to steal the ice soul treasure, and then bury it in the mutton using a secret method to dissolve the inflammation.

With the help of Xiangshui Ice Soul, Yang Wujiu not only completely got rid of the pain of self-inflicted Yan Jin, but also was able to match the yin and yang energy in his body, and his martial arts cultivation improved day by day.

However, when Yang Wu Jiu tried to break through to the sixth level, he found that apart from the improvement in skill, the sword technique itself had not really surpassed the past.

Fortunately, Wu Zhenren did not hesitate to give advice and taught him a method of condensing his mind and thoughts, and projecting the ultimate intention in the sword outward with his eyes.

If anyone tries to look Yang Wujiu in the eye, they will immediately be shocked by the sword's intent. For a warrior like Yang Wujiu who is good at using swords, the sword's will is where the sharp edge reaches. He can even glare at someone to make their energy boil, causing them to vomit blood and severely injure them.

In fact, with Yang Wujiu's martial arts and sword skills, there was no opponent in the land south of Dongting Lake for a long time, and there were only a few people who could fight him for ten rounds.

But like today, he was completely defeated after three moves, with no possibility of reversal, as if Yang Wujiu had experienced the disastrous defeat of the past again.

"The wind and fire are endless, the divine edge is invisible, have you forgotten the sword skills?" Cheng Sanwu played with the Wujin Hengdao.

Yang Wujiu showed a confused expression, and Cheng Sanwu immediately understood: "You don't know?"

When Cheng Sanwu first practiced the Yanfeng Sword Technique, Afu borrowed the sword manual from the Yinlong Division of the Internal Affairs Bureau. The central formula was added by an expert from the Yinlong Division, and perhaps that sentence was also added by later generations.

"Who taught you the Yanfeng Sword Technique?" Cheng Sanwu asked again.

Yang Wujiu came from a humble background, and his sword skills were only passed down orally from that Jianghu traveler, and there was no sword manual at all. Later, with the guidance of Master Wu, it can be said that he has embarked on another path.

Suppressing the anger in his heart, Yang Wujiu quickly regained his senses and replied: "Yang is lucky enough to have been enlightened by an immortal in his early years, so he has achieved some success in swordsmanship."

From the beginning, Wu Zhenren had signaled Yang Wujiu to lure Cheng Sanwu to Hengshan. Now that he had the chance, he immediately changed the subject.

"Immortal?" Cheng Sanwu laughed when he heard this: "Where are there so many immortals these days? It's not like a thousand-year-old tree in the mountain has become a spirit and is worshiped as an immortal."

Yang Wujiu said sternly: "Master Zhaoyang, please be more careful with your words. The immortal has great magical power and may be able to hear our conversation. If you make unreasonable ridicules, be careful not to anger the immortal and bring disaster."

"What kind of bullshit immortal? Are you bringing disasters?" Cheng Sanwu laughed angrily and said, "I would like to see him. Who is this immortal?"

Yang Wujiu was secretly happy, he made a few provocations, and the other party easily fell for the bait. It was obvious that he had no proficiency in martial arts, but in reality he was impulsive and reckless, which was quite consistent with what Wu Zhenren had told him before.

"The Immortal Cave is located in Hengshan Mountain." Yang Wujiu replied.

Cheng Sanwu said: "It's not far, so you can lead the way now."

Yang Wujiu said quickly: "How can we ignore the visit to the immortal? If we are rude, we may not even be able to find the entrance to the cave... So, please allow Yang to make some preparations and personally take Lord Zhaoyang to Hengshan in two days. How about that?" ?”

"Then you have to move faster, I don't have much patience." Cheng Sanwu sheathed his sword and turned to leave.

Yang Wu Jiu breathed a sigh of relief and secretly wiped away the blood seeping out of the corner of his mouth. He felt a sharp pain in the meridians in his chest and abdomen, as if he had suffered an internal injury.

"You are really a madman." Yang Wujiu cursed in his mind: "But you don't have much time left. Master Wu has already laid out a killing plan. No matter how powerful you are, you will eventually die!"

Ignoring Yang Wujiu's secret calculations, Cheng Sanwu returned to the guest house and said to Qin Wangshu when no one was around: "Do you understand?"

"Yang Wujiu's Yuan Gong relies on the interaction of Yin and Yang Qi. This ensures that the Qi is long-lasting and the force is strong." Qin Wangshu nodded and said, "But if there is an imbalance between Yin and Yang, the foundation of Yang Wujiu's Yuan Gong will be shaken."

"Okay, then it's your own business from now on." Cheng Sanwu lay down on the couch.

Qin Wangshu looked at him and couldn't help but ask: "Sister Fu, what should I say?"

"What do you mean?" Cheng Sanwu didn't even raise his eyelids.

"You won't come back again, right?" Qin Wangshu asked without reservation.

"She's not a little girl, so why does she need you to take the lead?" Cheng Sanwu waved his hand.

Qin Wangshu sighed silently. She followed Cheng Sanwu all the way, watching his change of temperament, and already guessed that he was going to do something big. Perhaps when Ah Fu stayed in Jiangnan, she followed Cheng Sanwu's plan.

……

Yan Fengjun watched Wu Zhenren holding a jade pen, dipped it in cinnabar, and writing spells on the pregnant woman's belly. It exuded a strange and vicious aura, which made him feel instinctive disgust.

"All right!"

Wu Zhenren was very excited. He looked at the pregnant woman in front of him and gently patted her bulging belly. The fetus inside seemed to react, and his limbs could be vaguely stretched to push up the belly again.

This situation is shocking, as if the pregnant woman's belly is not an ordinary fetus, but a terrifying evil spirit that is about to be born.

Looking up, twelve pregnant women were lined up on the couches on both sides of the house. It didn't look like a place for women to have their babies recuperated. It would be more appropriate to say it was a livestock pen.

Looking around, Wu Zhenren nodded repeatedly, obviously very satisfied, and then said to Yan Fengjun who was standing at the door: "How is it? Can I, the Six Ding Liujia jade girl, satisfy you with the method of refining generals?" Yan Fengjun had no idea at all. He didn't look good at all, but the rich incense in the room almost burned out his sense of smell. It seemed that he couldn't bear it, so he walked away.

Wu Zhenren sneered contemptuously, shook the jade pen in his hand, and stepped out gracefully: "Obviously it was you who came to ask for a favor, but I finally finished the arrangements, but you have such a dead face, you are really unlucky!"

"You are a master, why do you care about the words and deeds of an ordinary person like me?" Yan Fengjun walked to the edge of a lotus pond with a cold expression.

"I didn't see it. Ren Fengxing also lost his temper sometimes." Wu Zhenren was not angry at all. He leaned over the pond to wash his pen. He pointed lightly and saw a big koi carp swimming to the shore and opening its mouth. , swallowed the jade pen, and dived into the water again.

Yan Fengjun didn't answer, Wu Zhenren wanted to tease him, but suddenly he felt something and raised his finger to water. The originally slightly rippled water surface immediately calmed like a mirror, revealing the scene of Cheng Sanwu and Yang Wujiu competing in Zhu Rong Mansion. .

"Oh? Is he finally here?" Wu Zhenren looked at Cheng Sanwu's figure.

"You still dare to cast a spell and peek?" Yan Fengjun asked.

"This time we are not summoning ghosts and gods, but relying on the sense of the earth's veins." Wu Zhenren has a handsome appearance. If she were an ordinary woman, she would be confused by him: "How can we, as cultivators, stick to one method? The so-called ever-changing , it’s not just empty talk.”

When the two of them saw Yang Wujiu being defeated quickly, Wu Zhenren shook his head repeatedly: "This Yang Wujiu doesn't even think about himself. He really thinks he can break through the innate realm. He should think about whether he can live to this day and have what he has today." The success depends entirely on me, but secretly I always want to find another way out. The door hinges are not beetrooted, and the running water is not rotten. After this incident is over, the master of Zhu Rong Mansion should also be changed."

Yan Fengjun looked down and said nothing. It was clear that Wu Zhenren was the biggest bug. He also decided that after this matter was over, he would eradicate this heresy.

"Cheng Sanwu is ready to go to Hengshan Mountain." Wu Zhenren waved his hand lightly, the light and shadow disappeared, and the water surface returned to normal: "I have everything ready here, but I don't know what your plans are?"

Yan Fengjun said bluntly: "Once Cheng Sanwu is trapped in Hengshan, Fu Shifeng will definitely come to rescue him. We will set up an ambush here to stop him."

"That's nice to say, can you guys stop me?" Wu Zhenren raised his hand to calculate: "I have done some fortune-telling recently and found that the secrets are confusing and unpredictable. If you can't deal with Fu Shifeng's group, I won't Will work hard."

"This time it's not just the Ministry of Internal Affairs." Yan Fengjun said: "There is a treasure in the Zongsheng Palace that was kept by Emperor Taizu in his later years, just to deal with Fu Shifeng."

"Isn't that right?" Wu Zhenren felt strange: "Didn't Emperor Taizu rely on Fu Shifeng's help to ascend the throne and proclaim himself emperor? Why did he still leave some means to deal with Fu Shifeng?"

"Fu Shifeng can help Taizu determine the country and the country, how could he know that he would not choose someone else to help him?" Yan Fengjun said resolutely: "Fu Shifeng is unconstrained and manipulates power, which is the best way to breed conspiracy. He is destined to be ignored by the court. Allow!"

Wu Zhenren glanced at him and said nothing, but in his heart he had already concluded that Yan Fengjun was possessed by a demon and was completely hopeless.

"Okay, this is not the government office. It's not my turn to decide whether you are guilty or not." Wu Zhenren didn't care: "The war is coming. I want to take a bath and fast. The Jade Altar does not accept outsiders, so you should go too. Be prepared.”

……

"I have bad news."

In a suburban manor in the southeast of Hengshan, Wooden Kite flew into the house and said: "The Taotie evil blood suppressed by Shengyi Tanhua is constantly making noise. Once you leave Longdong Temple, I am afraid that all living things within hundreds of miles will be infected. .”

Master Wen opened a secret door and went deep inside. Mu Yuan followed closely and heard the other party say: "Cheng Sanwu broke through the innate realm, and all the remaining Taotie evil blood in the world was affected. This is not surprising. I expected that Tan Hua would not be able to come, so I asked him to guard Longdong Temple and I will go find him later."

Mu Yuan's jade eyes flashed a few times: "I passed the message on, but he probably didn't want to respond."

"Tan Hua is determined to practice and abide by the precepts. Naturally, he will not lie unless necessary." Master Wen circled all the way down and finally came to a deep cave.

With a flick of his fingers, a ball of brilliance rose up, and he saw a golden figure more than ten feet tall standing motionless at the bottom of the deep cave.

It is said to be a golden man, but it is not entirely golden, but instead entirely black, and its appearance is slightly rough and dull, with only a few golden lines extending on the outside of its arms and legs. There are several hollows on the cover, chest and abdomen, and the fire inside can be vaguely seen, which lasts for a long time.

"That's it." When Master Wen saw this golden figure, his tone was full of nostalgia and emotion: "Back then, Zulong collected all the soldiers of the six countries. In addition to banning martial arts and quelling violence, it also brought together the power of Kyushu's hundreds of years of killing and struggle. , to become a golden man."

"It's much more than that!" Jiang Yan landed on Master Wen's shoulder, with great interest: "In addition to the soldiers of the Six Kingdoms, the Nine Heavens Black Iron was also used to create the Twelve Golden Men, which was the divine iron found by the immortals from the stars and rivers outside the sky. As for the fire in its belly, it is the immortal Suiyang collected from deep underground to promote the activities of the Jin people."

"The Suiyang is immortal, so why is there only one golden figure left?" Master Wen asked.

Jiang Yan helplessly replied: "Except for the damage caused by the battle with Taotie, some of them were also destroyed during the chaos of the late Qin Dynasty. When it came to the original creation of the golden man, Zulong spent all the effort of the country, regardless of the cost, and spent countless rare treasures. Some of the craftsmanship has long been lost.

"Just to carve the seal characters into the golden man and make it move like a living person requires the hands-on work of many immortals from the East China Sea. Where can I find help from the immortals these days? It is impossible for Wu Xiezi to condescend to do this. thing!"

Master Wen sighed and said, "If we continue like this, I'm afraid Fu Shifeng will perish himself without the need for others to kill him."

Jiang Yan was speechless for a moment, and then said after a moment: "What you said is not wrong. Fu Shifeng has long been inferior to every generation. Without Fu Shifeng, I can only survive by pleasing the emperor and dignitaries. "

"That's why you want to jump out of this world and see what's going on outside?" Master Wen asked.

"Is there anything wrong with this?" Jiang Yan was a little annoyed: "I don't know what to expect in this world!"

"There is no right or wrong in this." Master Wen taught earnestly: "It's just that the change you desire may not be found outside the sky."

Jiang Yan remained silent, and Master Wen looked down at the towering golden man, the years still leaving traces on its surface. Suiyang is immortal, but it cannot conceal the signs of decay.

"When Fu Shifeng goes his separate ways in the future, don't hide in the Xianyuan Cave all the time." Master Wen suddenly said, "How about I give you a homework assignment?"

"What do you want me to do?" Jiang Yan asked.

"I saw the dance and music mechanism you built for the emperor in the Lishan Palace. The use of water to propel it is quite ingenious." Master Wen twisted his beard and said, "It would be a waste of this kind of ability just for the emperor to enjoy and entertain himself. It is better to try to make a mechanism for ordinary farmers to draw water for irrigation."

"Can the common people afford it?" Jiang Yan muttered, "My agencies often cost hundreds of thousands of dollars."

"Then make it simpler and don't use any elixir, jade or iron." Master Wen chuckled and said, "When you have the chance, go to the fields and take a look. You should know these things better than me."

(End of this chapter)