That year, that cicada, that sword

Chapter 486

Wang Sheng seemed to have just noticed that there was another person, looked at Li Yanliang, and said bluntly: "Boy, what's the matter?"

Li Yanliang said with a dry smile: "Made by a great craftsman, Li Yanliang, the last general, is here under the military order of the governor..."

Before Li Yanliang could finish speaking, Wang Sheng frowned, and the boss interrupted unhappily: "Hush, urge, you know urge all day long, you really treat my place as a blacksmith workshop? Zhang Wu is sick, how can he Won't you come here yourself?"

Li Yanliang said cautiously: "The governor is busy with military affairs and has no time to escape, so he can only send the last general."

"Fart is busy with military affairs. Did Lin Han hit the city? Or did His Majesty summon him to Beijing? You go back and tell him that if you want those things, just wait patiently and don't rush all day long." Wang Sheng was impatient. He waved his hand vigorously, as if to repel flies.

Li Yanliang wanted to cry, but he didn't care much about the rude words and deeds of this weird master craftsman. After all, even if the governor came in person, he would inevitably be scolded by the bad master craftsman, but this The batch of ordnance has been delayed for too long. At the beginning, the governor personally discussed the matter with Dajiangzao. When Dajiangzao was happy, he waved his hand and said that it would be delivered to the Northwest Army in three months. As a result, after three months Another three months, this has been delayed for half a year, that is, the master craftsman of Tianji Pavilion can be so willful, if someone else is charged with delaying a military plane, he will be dismissed from office at least, and his head will be beheaded at worst. Room for negotiation.

Wang Sheng glanced sideways at Li Yanliang, "Looking at your expression, you seem very reluctant to leave? Let me tell you, I'll tell you, it's not suitable to turn on the stove today, tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow. Ask for a day off. Do you hear me? Hurry up." Get lost, or I will personally see off the guests!"

Li Yanliang didn't have Xu Beiyou's cultivation level, so he didn't dare to disobey this great craftsman, so he had no choice but to cast a glance at Xu Beiyou, then turned around and ran along the way he came and went.

Only Xu Beiyou and Wang Sheng were left in this underground space.

Wang Sheng leaned back against the furnace wall of the copper furnace, ignoring the raging flames burning in the huge copper furnace, folded his arms across his chest, looked at Xu Beiyou and asked, "Since you are Gongsun Zhongmou's disciple, how can you be so kind?" Cultivation level, even the square sword box is carried on the back, presumably he is the first disciple of this generation of Jianzong, my Tianji Pavilion and Jianzong have never been involved, what are you doing in Yanzhou today?"

Xu Beiyou said calmly: "The sages of Confucianism say that it is better to travel thousands of miles than to read ten thousand volumes of books. This time I am traveling far away from home, even if I am traveling north, I am also rushing. I have traveled so far and heard about the uniqueness of the place, so I came here to open my eyes. "

Wang Sheng smiled and said: "This place is not open to anyone, not even the first disciple of Jianzong. Could it be said that Jianzong has already boarded the big ship of the court? I heard that His Majesty intends to recruit Gongsun some time ago. Zhong Mou, at the time I thought it was someone full of food talking nonsense, but now it seems that it is not without wind and waves."

Xu Beiyou looked strange, and suddenly asked: "How long has it been since the master craftsman left this place?"

Wang Sheng was slightly taken aback, and replied: "It's been about seven or eight years. The last time I left Yanzhou Mansion was to go to the ancestral home of the witch religion in Qishan to find something, and I haven't left this place since then."

The ancestral court of the Qishan witch religion is indeed extremely dangerous for ordinary monks. Even monks who have just entered the realm of the earth fairy have to be extremely careful, lest they will die in it if they are careless, but for an earth fairy above the tenth floor. In other words, as long as you don't go to the bottom few floors, you can come and go freely in that place. If you don't have something at hand, you can go inside and search for it, and you will probably get a lot of money.

Xu Beiyou was not surprised by this, and said softly: "Your Majesty does intend to recruit, but the teacher has passed away, so this time I can only replace the former teacher, Beishendu."

Wang Sheng was stunned for a long time when he heard the words, and he dared not say anything: "Gongsun Zhongmou is dead? On the seventeenth floor, in the realm of immortals, who can kill him with Zhu Xian in his hand?"

Xu Beiyou said slowly: "The Taoist sect teaches Qiuye."

Wang Sheng was silent for a long time, and said in a slightly low voice: "Only Qiuye has this ability in this world."

Xu Beiyou didn't speak.

Wang Sheng shook his head, walked away from the hot copper stove, swept aside the sketches and short tables on the ground with a wave of his hand, sat down cross-legged, and said bluntly: "Now you are probably the cultivation base of the fourth floor of the earth immortal, and I put you in this place. Age is undoubtedly a great achievement, but looking at the world, it is far from being able to support a sword sect who is the leader of the nine ranks, let alone replace Gongsun Zhongmou in the capital of God, so I was wondering if you have any other dignitaries Identity, after all, Jianzong and Daomen are both of the same virtue, and they like to accept the children of those aristocratic families as disciples, the Shangguan family was like this, and the Gongsun family and Zhang family were also like this later."

Obviously, Wang Sheng, who is one of the "children of those aristocratic families", must have come from a poor family, and naturally he didn't see eye to eye with the aristocratic family. Xu Beiyou had no choice but to smile bitterly. He, who has suffered 20 years of hardship but has a second-time foster father, should he be counted? A poor family or an aristocratic family?
Xu Beiyou hesitated for a moment, but said truthfully, "My father's surname is Han."

Wang Sheng lived here, although he meant to be aloof from worldly affairs, but this place was a military town under the name of the imperial court after all, and he knew a thing or two about the major events in the temple, but after thinking about it for a while, he immediately understood who Xu Beiyou was talking about. Tsk tut and said: "I can't see it, you are still the adopted son of Mr. Han Ge. I really don't know how much merit you have accumulated in your previous life. Could it be that your kid was an immortal who mended the sky in his previous life?"

Xu Beiyou looked helpless, he didn't know how to answer the words, so he could only keep silent.

Wang Sheng restrained the frivolous smile on his face, and said softly: "I know that the pavilion master and Han Pavilion are at odds, but I'm not from the temple, that's their business, it has nothing to do with me, and I won't argue with you What, you came to Yanzhou Mansion this time, I'm afraid it's not as simple as traveling, since you are more pleasing to the eye, if you have any questions, just ask."

Xu Beiyou took off the sword box behind his back and put it aside, sat cross-legged like Wang Sheng, and asked, "Actually, I've always been curious about what kind of sect the Tianji Pavilion is, especially the word Tianji. The leaked 'secret' is still the ingenious 'secret'."

Wang Sheng thought for a while, and replied: "Tianji Pavilion can be divided into old and new. The old Tianji Pavilion in the early years was indeed the former Tianji. It was full of gods and gods all day long, watching the sky and stars at night, similar to the current one. Qin Tianjian, Tianji Pavilion was destroyed once by the Emperor Taizu of Zheng, and the new Tianji Pavilion, which was re-established again, somehow became the latter Tianji, specializing in the Mohism, a bit similar to the Ministry of Industry and the Military Bureau. Of course, the old Tianji Pavilion has also been passed down, and the owner of the pavilion is taking this path."

Mentioning the theory of "old and new", Xu Beiyou's heart moved, and he asked tentatively, "Has the master craftsman ever experienced ten years of competition?"

"I've been through it, what's the matter?" Wang Sheng said indifferently.

Xu Beiyou continued: "The master craftsman should also know that there was a sect called Ghost King's Palace in those ten years of competition."

Maybe it was because it was too long, Wang Sheng thought about it carefully for a long time, and finally remembered that there was such a sect that turned up and down, "You said that ghost palace, it has some connection with your sword sect, you Didn't your parents mention it to you?"

(End of this chapter)