Family practice: all members of the villain

Chapter 110 Zhao Qingxue

Early morning on the third day of June in the year 1322 of the New Yu Calendar
Ten miles away from the official road in the northeast of Yunye County, a carriage was driving slowly towards Wanyang County. The driver was Wan Xiaolou. As he drove, he kept looking at the official road behind him, obviously waiting for someone.

The carriage was packed with more than a dozen young children, all from the ruined temple. Although Wan Xiaolou was worried, he still forced a smile on his face and turned around to open the curtain to comfort them.

"Brother Xiaofeng, why haven't they come here yet? Will something happen to him!"

"Don't worry, they'll be fine."

"Brother Xiaolou, are we going to live in Wanyang County in the future?"

"Well, I can't stay in Yunye County anymore. Are you afraid to go to the county with me?"

"Don't be afraid, as long as we follow Brother Xiaolou, we won't be afraid of anything!"

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Seeing these deaf children like him utter the most simple and firm words, Wan Xiaolou's extremely nervous mood relaxed a little.

Last night, he had someone pretend to be that senior, deliberately inform the disciples of Shenyin Sect, and then gather beggars in the city to cause a riot.

At first, he thought that the senior asked him to lure people to the west city to escape, but the movement from the Shenyin gate made him immediately realize that something was wrong.

That senior is not trying to escape, but to continue the assassination!
While Wan Xiaolou was shocked, he also felt that he was going to become a disciple this time. Who was Helian Wuji? He was the No. 1 in Yunye County. Even the county official had to be humble in front of him. One end.

Impossible to succeed!
Wan Xiaolou felt uncomfortable after making this judgment in his mind, which meant that his apprenticeship plan, which he had paid a very heavy price for, had failed.

But he was not discouraged, and left Yunye County with more than a dozen children from the ruined temple according to the previous plan.

Such a big event happened last night, with so many beggars involved, Shenyinmen can easily find out who they are after the incident, so the last step of this plan is to escape.

But because there was too much turmoil in the city last night, he was worried that it would be too ostentatious, so he asked Wan Xiaojin and the others to leave the city in batches. It was almost a quarter of an hour before he left the city, but Wan Xiaojin and the others hadn't followed, so he was also very worried , so while slowing down and moving forward, I kept looking back.

Suddenly, a group of four people appeared from the end of the official road, running towards the carriage. When they saw Wan Xiaolou with four people, their faces suddenly showed joy, and they breathed a sigh of relief.

When the four of them saw Wan Xiaolou, they were obviously very excited and ran towards him quickly.

They were all beggars with little family background. Even if they became warriors, they were only at the lowest level, so they didn’t have much money. Wan Xiaolou made money in the first one or two years and spent it on cultivation, so he only bought A horse was used to pull the carriage.

All four of them had an abnormal blush on their faces. Wan Xiaolou thought that the four of them were tired from running all the way or were too excited. Just as he was about to step forward and speak, Wan Xiaojin spoke in an excited tone. interrupted him.

"Brother, Helian Wuji was killed by that senior Fang of the Azure Dragon Society!"

"It's a pity, my apprenticeship plan just fell through..."

A hint of disappointment appeared on Wan Xiaolou's face, but soon he found that Wan Xiaojin looked at him with something wrong, and suddenly he looked startled.

"What are you talking about? Senior Fang killed Helian Wuji?"

Wan Xiaojin and others nodded heavily, their expressions full of joy.

"We just came out of the city. The leader of the Shenyin Sect, Helian Wuji, has been killed. Someone left a piece of Qinglong Token on his body. A few witnesses saw it. The man had a three-headed green dragon evil sign on his face. The ghost mask is Fang Jinghong, the third leader of the Blue Dragon Society who fought against Helian Wuji eight days ago!"

A look of ecstasy suddenly appeared on Wan Xiaolou's face, and he was so excited that he almost jumped out of the carriage.

"Kill Helian Wuji, kill Helian Wuji... He can kill Helian Wuji, but Helian Wuji is a master on the list. Senior Fang, he is so strong!"

After muttering to himself several times, Wan Xiaolou slowly calmed down from the excitement in his heart. Just as he was about to speak, a familiar voice suddenly reached everyone's ears.

"Come to the county, I'll wait for you at the Golden Wind Drizzle Tower."

"Disciple obey!"

Wan Xiaolou looked so excited that he knelt down and shouted to the sky.

"Let's go, senior is waiting for us in Wanyang County."

The four of them realized who it was that had just spoken, and they immediately showed happy smiles. Naturally, they were very excited because their eldest brother had such a powerful person as his master.

The five people hurriedly crowded into the carriage, taking a carriage with more than ten children, and rushed towards Wanyang County City with great joy.

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The fifth day of June in the year 1322 of the New Yu Calendar

Wanyang County is affiliated to Guangling Prefecture of Xingyuan Road in the west of Xuzhou. There are nine counties under Guangling Prefecture, which is the largest among the four prefectures of Xingyuan Road.

The land is vast, the resources are rich, the people are outstanding, and the neighboring Yongzhou Xingnan Prefecture and Guangling Prefecture are indeed much stronger in terms of reputation and strength. This can be seen from Wanyang County alone.

The Tianding Sect, the second-rate force in Wanyang County, has been powerful in the county for more than 200 years, with over [-] disciples and hundreds of experts in the Gang Qi realm.

His sect leader, Tong Wudi, is known as the Iron Hand of the Divine Fist. He is a great master in the four realms and is the invincible fighter in the entire county. He is ranked 241st on the Dragon Ranking. His son Tong Hu, nicknamed the Divine Fist Master, is ranked 75st on the Tiger Ranking when he is nearly 421 years old. His reputation is not inferior to that of his father.

With two masters of the Dragon and Tiger Ranking in charge, plus hundreds of Gangqi Realm disciples, with such strength, the Tianding Sect is actually not the strongest second-rate force recognized by Guangling Mansion.

Just thinking about it this way, you know how big the gap is between Xingnan Mansion and Guangling Mansion.

And even though the Heavenly Cauldron Sect is so powerful, the most famous thing in Wanyang County is not it, but a river, a big river named Tongtian.

Speaking of Tongtian River, we have to mention Yunlan Ancient River.

The thirteen states in the world are roughly bounded by the Yunlan Ancient River. To the north of the ancient river, from bottom to top, are Yongzhou occupied by the Rakshasa Holy Sect, Bingzhou where the Blood Spirit Sect is located on the northwest side of Yongzhou, and Zhengbei and Dajinsheng. It is bordered by Fenzhou under the rule of the dynasty, and on the northeast side is Liangzhou occupied by the Moyan Shengzong.

The Yunlan Ancient River stretches millions of miles from east to west, passing through the six prefectures of You, Bing, Yong, Xu, Yang and Jiao. The river's turbulence is hard to find in the world, and its vast basin is rarely seen in the world. The river is winding and winding, and the obstacles and countercurrents are even more dangerous. There are countless.

"Only such a majestic ancient river, the tributaries spurred by it, dare to use the word Tongtian as its name!"

A large ship about ten feet wide and sixty feet long was traveling against the current from east to west in the rapid river. A monk wearing cassocks and holding a Zen staff on the bow looked at the endless river and said: A sigh.

The monk's beard and hair are already white and his movements are slow.

At first glance, it seems that he will die at any moment, but if you look closely, you will find that his eyes will flash with a few rays of light from time to time, and the purple gold Zen staff in his hand will often exude a mysterious and majestic aura.

The old monk was followed by more than a dozen young monks, all wearing bright yellow cassocks, and these monks had Zen sticks or long sticks in their hands, and they were all fierce and fierce, with piercing eyes.

"Didn't Zen Master Yuankong come to Jiaozhou by boat before?"

Suddenly, another group of people wearing Taoist robes came from the deck. The leader was a middle-aged man with a foot-long beard. He had a slight smile on his lips, and his face was quite peaceful. He was wearing a purple Taoist robe and holding a The handle is white and there is a long sword on the back.

The group of young people following him were all wearing white Taoist robes. Most of them held long swords in their hands, and a small number of them held Fuchen like him.

"Master Mo Xuzi!"

The old monk clasped his hands together and said hello first, then shook his head and replied: "The poor monk wants to go from Jizhou to Jiaozhou by water. He has to go to Xuzhou first, and then pass through the water to Yangzhou. It is better to go directly by land. He only needs to go through Yangzhou is here."

Mo Xuzi nodded and said: "I have been to this Tongtian River once before. Compared with other basins of the Yunlan Ancient River, the river banks here are wide. It is said that the water area is wide and the water flow should be slower. However, because the terrain of Yongzhou is higher than that of Xuzhou, Therefore, the speed of water flow in this section has accelerated sharply, thus forming the grand scene of the Tongtian River, where the surging water rushes away."

The old monk lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then said: "So, if the river here is not wide enough to carry the rushing water from the upper reaches of the Gujiang River, Xingyuan Road in Xuzhou might suffer from floods all year round?"

Mo Xuzi and many people behind him nodded.

"Amitabha, this Tongtian River is born with such great merits. I'm afraid the previous dynasty was also a famous god, right?"

Looking at the turbulent river, Mo Xuzi showed a strange look on his face, nodded and said softly, "That's right, this Tongtianhe deity was granted the title of Tongtianhe Bo by Shenzong himself, and enjoys the third-rank career status."

Hearing the position of Uncle Tongtian He and third rank, Zen Master Yuankong showed a look of surprise on his calm face, and asked, "This Uncle Tongtian He is still here, why don't I pay a visit?"

"There is no chance. It is said that in the last years of Emperor Wuzong's reign, a war broke out here. A master cut off the river here and tried to flood the enemy army. In order to save the people of the seven prefectures downstream, Tongtian Hebo personally showed up and died with the master!"

"Amitabha……"

Zen Master Yuankong immediately let out an admiration, obviously very moved by Uncle Tongtian He's righteous deed.

Seeing this, Mo Xuzi was about to continue talking, but suddenly he noticed a strange movement in his breath. He frowned and looked to the east side of the river, asking, "Who left the boat privately?"

A young Taoist priest suddenly walked out from behind him and said with a mournful face: "It's Senior Sister Zhao. She said in the morning that the river was turbulent and she was worried that there were demons under the water that would affect our progress. She wanted to go ahead to clear the obstacles for us. She also asked Senior Brother Zhao. Brought it..."

When he heard the words "Senior Sister Zhao", Mo Xuzi's face suddenly darkened.

But before he could speak, Zen Master Yuankong over there also noticed something was wrong and asked the monks behind him: "Did Bu Zhu run out again?"

"Brother Buzheng also went out with Senior Sister Zhao in the morning. He said he was worried about a powerful character, so he went to help..."

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Mo Xuzi and Zen Master Yuankong looked at each other, with helpless expressions on their faces at the same time, smiled slightly, and turned their gazes to the river on the east side together.

"That girl is probably Daoist Mo's lover, Zhao Qingxue. At such an age, she has the peak strength of Baodan, and she has extraordinary aptitude!"

Mo Xuzi was very pleased with these words, with a smug expression on his face, he stroked his long beard on his chin, and responded politely: "That's absurd, the Zen master's disciples, the silent monks, have all been listed on the dragon list, that's what is called real. His aptitude is extraordinary, my disciple is still too young, I am afraid it will take a long time to become successful."

Obviously, Mo Xuzi was still a little unconvinced in his polite words, but Yuankong didn't take it seriously, just chuckled and continued to pay attention to the movement on the east side.

The river on the east side was covered with mist, and others could not see clearly at all, but from the conversation between the two, it was clear that someone was fighting over there.

"Looking at the two young heroes, they are also famous teachers. I have no grievances against you. They attacked me for no reason. Do you want to abandon the reputation of your teachers?"

"Wearing a mask in the middle of the river in broad daylight, sneaking around, it's not a good thing at first glance. The young monk must take off your mask today to see if you are a human or a ghost."

"Brother, please stop resisting and take off your mask. Come with us to see the elders of the sect and explain the reason clearly. If I really wronged you, I will personally apologize to you. How about that?"

Sure enough, before ten breaths, three voices came.

The first voice was slightly sulky in its defense, while the second voice sounded very irritable. They were obviously two men competing against each other.

At the end was a female voice, quite clear and sweet, although she sounded young, she was obviously a sensible woman when she heard the words.

After the sound ended, three figures of two men and one woman fighting each other quickly appeared on the river.

The first thing that appeared was a man in Tsing Yi with a long stick on his back, a long sword in his hand, and a mask of three green dragon ghosts on his head.

Then there was a monk wearing a yellow cassock, with a delicate face, holding a golden Zen staff, surrounded by a deep golden light, and was attacking the man in Tsing Yi. Each blow shot out a golden energy of more than ten meters, exploding waves of water on the river. .

Then there was a beautiful girl wearing a white Taoist robe. The girl had a Taoist temple on her arm. Her face was clear and elegant, but she had a pair of slightly charming almond eyes, which ruined the cute and elegant temperament and added a bit of vitality.

The girl's smart eyes showed a bit of cunning, and she was obviously not as well-behaved as she appeared. She was using the aqua blue sword in her hand to surround the man in green with the monk.

Hou Yuxiao swore that he would never find a place to practice in seclusion alone in the future. He left a message for Wan Xiaolou and others in two days. He originally wanted to go directly to Wanyang County, but he still couldn't hold back and asked He Lian Wuji's power was absorbed.

He already had the cultivation level of Bao Dan, and Helian Wuji also had the peak cultivation level of Bao Dan. He almost burst his Dantian with this inhalation. To increase his cultivation level, he had to retreat and reconcile. People inside and outside the official circles came and went. He Since he was worried, he ran to Tongtian River out of desperation.

He had heard of the Tongtian River before when he was in Yongzhou. Ever since the death of Tongtian Hebo, there had been no powerful monsters in this river basin. As long as he paid attention, there shouldn't be any big problems, so he found a huge stone top in the middle of the river. , began to practice in seclusion.

After absorbing Helian Wuji's skills, and then using his merits to offset the karmic barriers he brought, after two days, Hou Yuxiao broke through to the realm of a master, feeling very happy.

Just as he was about to leave, a monk named Taoist girl rushed out from the side and beat him without any explanation.

Of the two people who have cultivated in the alchemy stage, Hou Yuxiao is already at the master level, so it will be easy to deal with them.

But the powerful martial arts displayed by the two people in front of him, as well as their age of no more than seventeen or eighteen years old, reminded him of Tian Fazheng, Gu Chenfeng, Sikong Yue and Tuoba Huang's group, so he I hesitated...

As soon as he hesitated, the two of them became even more energetic, pestering him to prevent him from leaving. However, their martial arts skills were still very strong, which really made it impossible for him to escape for a while.

Just as he was getting more and more impatient and sensed that a giant ship was approaching, he couldn't leave even if he wanted to.

Hou Yuxiao blocked the attacks of the two men at will, and looked back at the monks and Taoists on the giant wheel. His heart was slightly shuddered, and his eyes were fixed on the middle-aged man in the purple robe at the front.

"Qingxue, stop it!"

As soon as the middle-aged Taoist opened his mouth, Hou Yuxiao's eyes suddenly brightened.

It was this purple-robed Taoist priest who just now sent a message to him from more than ten miles away, asking him to show mercy to the two young men...

"Senior Sister Zhao, my master asked us to stop."

The young monk had obviously received the order from the octogenarian monk, and spoke to the Taoist nun in white who was still preparing to take action.

With this opening, the pupils under Hou Yuxiao's mask suddenly condensed slightly, and his eyes shifted to the Taoist nun in white.

Just because he heard the word "Zhao".

(End of this chapter)