Changsheng starts from Tiangang 36

Chapter 71 The Evil Buddha Laughs

"You know so much about me, the Five Barbarians of Monster Mountain!"

Ying Shanxiong was a little surprised. The old man in front of him was slovenly, unkempt, clothed in hemp clothes, reeking of alcohol, his lungs echoed faintly when he breathed and spoke, and he obviously had a secret illness.

If it weren't for the two young men from the rich clan, he would be almost the same as the old farmers in the fields.

But he knew the barbarians of Yaoshan tens of thousands of miles away very well, and he didn't feel the slightest discomfort or concern when facing the pressure of blood rising from his physical body.

Obviously not as simple as it seems.

The strange wind just now didn't seem like energy, but it was similar to Taoism. Could it be related to this sloppy old man?

Is this old guy a master of Taoism?

"Are you the relatives and subordinates of an adult in Shengjing City!" Ying Shanxiong couldn't help asking.

"We come from Zhenwuhou's mansion. The young man you wanted to sneak attack just now is a son of Zhenwuhou!" Old Man Tu said.

"Zhen Wuhou Mansion, he is Jiang Shirong's son!"

When Ying Shanxiong and other warriors heard the words, their hearts were shocked, and they looked at them differently again.

Jiang Shirong is the backbone of the Great Zhou Wumai, the number one martial artist in the world, who has suppressed the world's martial arts for ten years for the Great Zhou Dynasty.

It is an insurmountable precipitous mountain in the hearts of warriors all over the world.

Although Ying Shanxiong and the others lived in the deep mountains for a long time, they were in awe of Jiang Shirong's name.

"It's no wonder this young man has such skill. Jiang Shirong really deserves his reputation. A son who is still underage has such strength and means. In a few years, the world will have another rising star with transcendent strength!"

Ying Shanxiong nodded, and the surprise in his heart towards Jiang Li dissipated a lot.

Jiang Shirong's martial arts are superb, and his son has some methods that are difficult to guess with common sense, which is a very common thing.

"Okay, I promise you, as long as you can rescue the young master, the six of us will go to Beimang with your young master."

Ying Shanxiong pondered for a while, and finally nodded in response.

It has been ten days since they entered Shengjing, but they have no way to enter Beishi.

If the young master is not rescued, once the fifteen days are up, the young master will be sent to work in the mine, and there is no possibility of leaving Dazhou alive.

"Mr. Mo, let them go!" Old Man Tu turned around and said to Mo Yunliang.

"Sir?"

Mo Yunliang was also looking at Old Man Tu, thinking about the origin of the strange wind just now, but he didn't directly respond to Old Man Tu's order, but looked at Jiang Li who had been watching quietly, and saw the latter nodding his head in agreement. With a move of his mind, he let go of the control of the true qi black python.

bang bang bang

The six true qi black pythons wrapped around the barbarian warrior dissipated at the sound, turned into billowing air currents, and spread away, forming a strong wind.

Seeing this, the onlookers who had just stood still in the distance screamed in panic and backed away.

"Son of Marquis Zhenwu, we will stand guard at the gate of Beishi. As long as you rescue the young master, we will keep our promise!"

Without the shackles of the qi python, Ying Shanxiong and other native warriors immediately jumped up from the ground, stretched their bodies, and channeled the stagnant blood energy caused by the entanglement of the black python.

Ying Shanxiong clasped his fists towards Jiang Li, and then scattered with a few barbarian warriors, dodging into the surrounding crowd and disappearing.

"Young Master Li, the old man made his own decisions, you won't take offense, right?" Old Man Tu walked back slowly, and smiled at Jiang Li.

"I don't know about Tu Lao's kindness!"

Jiang Li cupped his fists to express his gratitude. In a few months, he will go north with the army and enter Mang, and there are not many people available around him.

Even if they reached an agreement with Su Youzhen, they could gain some support, but Hua Xiaodao is the Da Luo Sect after all, and the masters they send cannot be trusted.

Moreover, if there is no other force around him that can suppress Hua Xiaodao masters and let one of them dominate, it will also form a restrictive force, making it impossible for Jiang Li to act according to his intentions.

The six barbarians including Ying Shanxiong are all warriors in the innate realm. They have strong muscles and bones and tough skin. If they can be trained as heavy cavalry, they will definitely be his powerful arms in conquering Beimang.

"Let's leave this place first. If we are stopped by the government officials for interrogation, we will have to delay a lot of time, which will cause trouble!"

Jiang Li got on his horse, and not far away, he could vaguely see a group of figures in uniforms from the capital running towards here.

Everyone rode away, and Mo Yunliang left first after passing two intersections, returning to the restaurant to wait for orders.

Jiang Li took Jiang Xuanxin and Old Man Tu back to the Hou Mansion, waiting for Bi Falcon to bring back Princess Yunle's token.

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"Miss, there is new news from the Xishan paddock. Liu Honglie re-entered the Martial Saint Realm the day before yesterday, and has been restored to the Marquis position by the Holy One. Now the Qianjun Bofu's Mansion has become the Qianjunhoufu Mansion!"

In the Buddhist hall of Qiluanxuan, the smoke was curling up and the lights were brightly lit. Madam Yan flashed in from the door of the Buddhist hall, hurried to the altar, and whispered in the ear of the eldest lady He Loushi.

"What are you talking about, Liu Honglie has re-entered the holy realm!"

He Loushi opened his eyes abruptly, a look of surprise and shock appeared on his tranquil face, which soon turned into ferocity.

"Eighteen years ago, Liu Honglie was destroyed by Beimang Guoshi and Leijie Guixian Gongyang Shen, and his arm was destroyed by Tuoba Xiongzai in Tianjian Gorge.

"His sons are not very upbeat, and none of them has cultivated to the state of divine transformation. Qian Junbo's mansion is already a foregone conclusion. How could Liu Honglie enter the holy state again in his rare years!"

He Loushi stood up from the futon, his whole body was shrouded in haze, his eyes narrowed with hatred, "Is this news true?"

"Miss, this matter is absolutely true. It has been spread in the city since this morning. Liu Honglie was canonized by the Holy Master as the second-rank general of the town army, and the plaque on the gate of Qianjunbo's mansion has already begun to be replaced.

"Right now, a lot of people are carrying gifts and invitations, and they are all lining up outside Qianjunhou's mansion, scrambling to be the first to see Liu Honglie's eldest son, General Mingwei Liu Qianshan!" Madam Yan screamed.

"How could this be, how could this be!"

He Loushi's originally gloomy face became even uglier. She clenched her fists tightly, her long nails almost sunk into her flesh, and her voice trembled.

"In order for that bitch to have no peace after his death, I used all means to suppress and torture Jiang Li within the confines of Master Hou's acquiescence. I thought that the little bastard would be trapped in Liu's house after entering Qianjunbo's mansion. Decaying and rotting together with the declining Liu family, wasting one's mind, and dying in depression, but never thought that Liu Honglie would have the day to re-enter the holy realm!"

He Loushi gritted his teeth and said, "This old bastard Liu Honglie, why didn't he die of old age, drunkenness, how could he become a saint, how could he!"

"Miss, when that little bastard enters the Marquis of Qianjun's Mansion, his status will rise accordingly, and he will surely live a happy life in the future. Martial Saints have a lifespan of 300 years!"

Yan Momo also said sadly: "Besides, it is said that Liu Honglie's fist spirit makes a living, if he is willing to waste himself to preserve Jiang Li's vitality, Miss' plan to order him to cultivate Qi and lose his lifespan will also come to nothing.

"Maybe Liu Honglie will raise an unprecedented Qi meridian master. After all, not every Qi meridian master has the support of a martial saint, and that little beast is also very talented in practicing Qi meridians!"

"No, I can't let Jiang Li get married so smoothly. Aren't the servants around Ning's side often in Lanhong Pavilion these days?"

He Loushi closed her eyes tremblingly. After a long time, when she opened them again, the resentment and excitement just now were gone, but her voice was even colder.

"Tell Ning this news, Jiang Xuanyao's injury is about to heal, and he will be sincerely happy for his own brother when he hears that the status of Qianjunbo's residence has been promoted.

"Now our Great Zhou Dynasty is prosperous, the government is smooth and the people are harmonious, and Shengjing City is peaceful. There is no need for so many government soldiers to patrol at night in the mansion. Let's withdraw all the government soldiers near Lanhong Pavilion!"

"The old slave knows that the young lady is kind-hearted and considerate of the servants. Even if something happens, Master Hou will not blame the young lady. After all, it is easy to guard against outsiders, but it is difficult to guard against domestic thieves. What kind of grudges can there be between brothers? !"

Yan Momo also smiled, and left the Buddhist hall backwards.

Sitting on the altar is a Buddha with a golden robe, a face like a full moon, ears and shoulders, and a dignified, dignified and kind treasure.

Cigarettes permeate around the Buddha statue, as if auspicious air is lingering, and the sky is full of green lotus.

Holding the Buddhist beads, He Lou clasped his palms together, chanting words in his mouth, his voice was sluggish, and his tone of voice was strange, as if he possessed some kind of strange power.

Amidst the smoke, the corners of the Buddha statue's mouth raised slightly, a half-smile.

(End of this chapter)