I am in the reincarnation of the heavens

Chapter 22
Noon on the second day.

Hongshenglian main hall.

People and horses gathered at the hall, and two teams of lion dancers were invited at the door, making it extremely lively.

In fact, it is a very big thing to open the incense hall at the entrance of the hall, and logically speaking, it is necessary to invite some old seniors of the Hongmen or other well-connected club leaders to watch the ceremony.

However, He Wenchang was already a little uncomfortable with Yang Sheng's double-bonus red stick, so of course he wouldn't make the scene so big, all the internal staff came to get to know the new red stick.

After Yang Sheng arrived, Huang Wen sent someone to change him into a black Tang suit and a red scarf, and told him about the next process.

Although Hong Shenglian has declined, it is still an authentic descendant of the Hong family, so the program is still indispensable.

When the time came, Yang Sheng walked to the entrance of the hall. Huang Wen was wearing a long gown, and said loudly, "Open the altar!"

Yang Sheng just followed Huang Wen into the back of the main hall, and there turned out to be a secret room without any light, only dim candles flickering.

He Wenchang, Yulaoqiang and some bigwigs from Hong Shenglian were already sitting in the secret room.

Huang Wen stepped into the secret room, but two strong men in red clothes holding Yanling knives crossed their long knives and stopped in front of Yang Sheng.

One of them sternly shouted: "You know this is the forbidden area of ​​the Hong army, the guards are strict, don't offend!

Violator!Military law is ruthless! "

Yang Sheng said in a deep voice: "I am the pioneer of auxiliary driving in the Ming Dynasty, and I have made the first contribution in building bridges and roads!
Every mountain opens a road and every city breaks down. Who doesn't know God bless Hong! "

Two strong men withdrew their knives and moved out of the way. Yang Sheng strode forward and knelt down on one knee in front of a piece of altar tablets.

What is enshrined on the altar is:
The five ancestors of the Hongmen: Yin Hongsheng, Fu Qingzhu, Gu Yanwu, Huang Lizhou, and Wang Chuanshan.

The five sects of Hongmen: "Wen Zong" Shi Kefa, "Wu Zong" Zheng Chenggong, "Xuan Zong" Chen Jinnan, "Da Zong" Wan Yunlong, "Wei Zong" Su Hongguang.

The former five ancestors: Cai Dezhong, Fang Dahong, Hu Dedi, Ma Chaoxing, Li Shikai.

The Five Patriarchs of Middle School: Yang Zhanyou, Fang Huicheng, Wu Tiancheng, Lin Dajiang, Zhang Jingzhi.

The last five ancestors: Li Shidi, Hong Taisui, Wu Tianyou, Lin Yongchao, Yao Bida.

Five righteousness: Zheng Junda, Xie Bangheng, Huang Changcheng, Wu Tinggui, Zhou Hongying.

Five heroes: Zheng Daode, Zheng Daofang, Han Long, Han Hu, Li Changguo.

Sanying: Guo Xiuying, Zheng Yulan, Zhong Wenjun.

The second division: Shi Mingjian, a male military advisor, and Guan Yuying, a female military advisor.

The names on these tablets are all heroes who fought unyieldingly in the dark age of China's land sinking and Shenzhou's subversion.

They shed their blood to form an alliance, and their comrades fought against the Qing Dynasty. They knew that they could not do it, but they did it.

Yang Sheng originally was perfunctory about the ceremony of binding the red stick, and didn't take it too seriously.

But when he saw these tablets, his heart still throbbed.

Although Hong Shenglian was decayed in the hands of He Wenchang, these ancestors of the Hongmen were still willing to stand up against the foreign enemies with their flesh and blood when the Manchus trampled on the Central Plains with iron hooves and the Japanese invaders were unstoppable. worthy of the oath he swore.

At this moment, Huang Wen walked up to Yang Sheng, and said in a deep voice, "What's the matter here?"

Yang Sheng continued, "Come and worship the Tiandihui!"

"What's the matter?"

"Reverse Qing and Fu Ming!"

"What's the proof?"

"There are poems to prove it!
In the old days of fighting against the sky, the Qing people forcibly occupied our capital.

Reply to the world's respect for masters, when the Mingyue Zhongxing uprising! "

Huang Wen nodded, picked up a stick of incense and lit it, and handed it to Yang Sheng, who put his palms upside down.

"Please Hongmen Dao!"

He Wenchang stood up, took out three keys, and inserted them one by one into a hidden door in the secret room.

A moment later, he took out a long knife with a sheath from the secret door, and the moment he saw the knife, Yang Sheng's heart beat violently twice.

As He Wenchang pulled out the long knife from the scabbard, its sharpness and smoothness instantly shone throughout the secret room.

The total length of this long knife is about five feet, the blade is three feet eight, the handle is one foot two, and the blade is slender, shaped like a seedling.

There is also a faint crimson color on the blade.

This is obviously a bloodstain caused by the blade's perennial blood staining!
Huang Wen took the Imperial Forest Saber, drew it on Yang Sheng's back, and sternly said, "Do you love brothers and sisters or gold?"

"Love brothers and sisters!"

After finishing speaking, Yang Sheng knocked the incense in his hand on the ground, and sparks flew everywhere.

"Drink blood wine!"

Huang Wen took a glass of wine, pulled Yang Sheng up, and gently slid the blade of the Yulin Saber across Yang Sheng's hand.

Yang Sheng didn't even feel the pain, a drop of blood had already slipped into the cup.

The next moment, Yang Sheng suddenly felt a strange connection between a seemingly invisible force and his spirit, and a series of messages appeared in the void in front of him.

Name: Yulin

Category: Weapons

Quality: Premium

Information: The saber used by the Qi family army in the Ming Dynasty has served as six masters since the day it was cast, and it has cut 280 and four heads of Japanese pirates.

From the end of Ming Dynasty to the beginning of Qing Dynasty, it was enshrined by Hongmen. It killed more than a thousand bandits and traitors, and endured incense for more than [-] years to nourish the souls of soldiers.

Skill: Destroying Front
After the accumulation of sharpness reaches a certain level during fierce battles, all weapons of high quality can be chopped into pieces
As the battle lasts longer, the sharpness overflows, and weapons of rare quality can also be cut off, but there is a 50% failure rate.

Passive skill: Xinyou? ? ?

Passive skill: Soldier Soul? ? ?

Remarks: You are not its real owner yet, so you cannot activate all skills.

"Ah Cheng, drink!"

Huang Wen at the side saw Yang Sheng standing there in a daze, and quickly reminded him in a low voice.

Yang Sheng came back to his senses, took a deep breath, and drank the blood wine in one gulp.

In fact, he just came up with an idea, that is to directly snatch the Imperial Forest Saber, and then run away.

But the thought only appeared for a moment before he was obliterated.

Because this approach is too stupid and reckless to maximize the benefits.

Although he can end the world early after getting the Yulin Saber, he can't get the follow-up martial arts specialization.

He will continue to fight in the Dragon City Tournament, and Hong Shenglian's identity is still very useful.

Killing He Wenchang and seizing the Yulin Saber are now possible for Yang Sheng, but they are unnecessary.

The time is not ripe enough, and his prestige is still a little bit short, at least he can't recklessly attack him during the ceremony of his red stick.

He was not in a hurry to take things that were destined to be his, so Yang Sheng quickly suppressed his greed.

Huang Wen over there put away the imperial saber, stood in front of the altar and shouted:
"Yang Sheng, a disciple of Hongmen Hongshenglian, has been granted the post of [-] Red Stick, promoted!"

Huang Wen picked up a red wooden stick from the altar and handed it to Yang Sheng, and shouted again: "Li Cheng!"

Seeing this scene, the other big bosses of Hongshenglian felt somewhat uncomfortable.

They have worked so hard in Hongshenglian for so many years without getting a single red stick, but Yang Sheng, a newcomer, rode on them so easily.

However, although jealousy is jealous, no one dares to refuse.

This Yang Sheng was so ferocious that there was no end to it. Those who died in his hands were the top double-flower red sticks of the major clubs, and even his own red stick Diwei was killed by him.

Who would dare to disobey an extremely fierce and unrecognizable master?

He Wenchang also stood up at this time, took the Hong Shenglian boss present to offer incense to the ancestors of the Hongmen on the altar tablet, and then exited the secret room.

From this moment on, Yang Sheng can be regarded as a real double flower red stick,

However, Yang Sheng's subordinates do not have much power and territory. Only the Helian territory he laid down and more than 100 chief cousins ​​who voluntarily followed him. Di Wei's territory and subordinates belong to the general hall, which can be regarded as the relationship between him and He Wenchang. unspoken rules.

After all, we are all members of the society who have taken the Hongmen 36 oath, so we can't directly occupy Di Wei's territory and subordinates, otherwise it will be hard to say that the same clan will fight each other.

He can only hand them over to He Wenchang, which is nominally owned by the main hall.

Helian's territory was laid down by Yang Sheng himself, but he can arrange it by himself, as long as he pays the club on time.

Of course, Yang Sheng never cared about these things.

Walking out of the main hall, Yang Sheng subconsciously squinted his eyes.

After staying in the dark secret room for such a long time, the sunlight outside felt a little dazzling.

"Brother Cheng, what does it feel like to be a red stick?"

Guilao Wen leaned over with a smile and asked.

Yang Sheng said lightly: "It's the feeling of becoming a red stick.

With so many prefixes in Hong Kong, the red sticks of any family are all beaten down with their own fists.

First you have strength and prestige, and then you have the name of the red stick.

If you don't have the strength, let alone the red stick, the straw sandals are not your turn.

I'll go back to catch up on sleep first, there is still a ring to fight.

Ah Wen, call your brothers, celebrate my promotion to the red stick tonight, and continue to serve wine and dinner! "

After speaking, Yang Sheng waved his hand, turned and left.

Guilaowen scratched his head from behind, he always felt that Yang Sheng had a sense of alienation.

In terms of strength, Yang Sheng can fight and fight hard, and there are not many double bonus sticks in Hong Kong who can compare with him.

In terms of being a man, Yang Sheng is bold and generous, he has nothing to say to his brothers, he never deducts a point from the money above, but pays for himself to treat everyone to eat and drink, but he still lives in the slums of Kwun Tong.

But Guilaowen always felt that Brother Cheng didn't seem to care about these at all, and he didn't even care about Hong Shenglian's position as the leader of the restaurant, as if he was ready to withdraw at any time.

Guilowen shook his head.

If he couldn't figure it out, he simply stopped thinking about it.

Anyway, he had a great time following Yang Sheng during this time.

Although Guilaowen is a little mentally disturbed, he also knows that there is no future for hanging out with those three old fellows of Hong Shenglian.

(End of this chapter)