I want to embrace the moon for nine days

Chapter 120 Street fighting is like a secret, Hengshan dares to call Wu Xiangong
  On the third day, Su Hanshan decided to start trying to break through.

He found these secrets in the Prime Minister's Mansion, understood and experienced them much faster than when he was in Fuyao Mountain.

For him, the process of understanding these secrets is like using a large number of puzzle pieces to put together a vast landscape painting.

When I first came into contact with the secrets of Fuyao Mountain, it was difficult to find a suitable position for the puzzle pieces in my hands.

But when some of the pieces have been put together, you only need to fill in the remaining pieces into the appropriate gaps, which is much simpler.

But he still wasn't sure how long it would take for his breakthrough.

If the average person breaks through the ladder, the tempering effect on the tail vertebrae completed in one go can be compared to smelting steel from waste mines.

So, the first phase of tempering completed by Su Hanshan is equivalent to melting gold from stone. After the success, it will be different from cloud and mud, and the difficulty will naturally be different.

Once a small part of the tail vertebra becomes "gold", the rest of the entire bone must also complete this transformation before it can firmly enter the realm of the ladder.

On this day, Su Hanshan walked out of the small building, ate, drank, had a bowel movement, slept soundly, and took a few pills specially formulated by Zhang Shuwei to nourish blood and satisfy hunger. Feeling full physically and mentally, clean and peaceful, he returned to the secret room to sit cross-legged, and directly used the mechanism to control Locked himself inside.

Except for himself and Zhang Shuwei, no one knew that he was ready to break through.

When dealing with small things, you have the caution to do big things, and when you do big things, you have the calmness to treat them as small things. This is not the concentration that martial arts cultivation can bring, but more of a kind of mental refinement.

Many martial arts masters in the world do not actually have the state of mind of a master. Su Hanshan only gradually grasped the state of mind that suits him after experiencing the battle directly at Feilai Peak.

There is no light at all in the secret room, the hidden compartments have been put away, and the inlaid pearls have been hidden within the mechanism.

When Su Hanshan started to exercise, he became the only light source here. His whole body, hair and eyebrows were all emitting a faint white light.

There are thousands of subtle differences in breath, awakened from various parts of the body, each showing their advantages, but also grasping their disadvantages.

Su Hanshan is like a real commander of troops, first harmonizing these auras, controlling the strong and attacking the weak, suppressing the shortcomings, and complementing each other.

Until all the breaths were unified, the luster all over his body suddenly converged, and seemed to be endlessly collapsing and condensing towards the point at the tail vertebra in his body.

Thousands of breaths in the extreme realm, together prove the ladder to heaven!
  Su Hanshan seemed to clearly see that a golden light spot was born at the end of his tail vertebra, which was bright and solid.

As soon as this breakthrough officially began, he ascended to a wonderful state. He was obviously concentrating on it, integrating all his mental energy into his inner strength, flowing it over and over again, starting from that golden light spot, expanding the scope of tempering.

On the other hand, he seemed to have gained a lot of energy out of thin air, sensing the external situation on his own, and feeding it back into his state of mind, either dimly or slightly.

He could hear Uncle Zhang pacing slightly nervously in the small building above the secret room, turning over books gradually calmly, drinking tea and eating. He could hear the sound of wind, bamboo leaves, and the chirping of insects outside the building.

He could hear the people in Fuyao Mountain working hard to repair the mechanism, Chen Weiyang directing everyone to train and coordinate, and the formation to operate.

He could also hear the roaring fire and the sound of burning charcoal in the alchemy room.

In fact, there is no need to specially prepare the charcoal fire and the alchemy furnace, because Shi Miyuan already has a collection in his manor.

This specialized alchemy room has small holes in the ceiling for ventilation and to guide smoke away, but people outside cannot see the scene inside at all.

Li Qiumian was the only one who stayed inside. He only took Zhang Shuwei's grain-fasting pills every day and did not need to deliver meals. In addition, Situ Zhongxia personally carried the medicinal materials, cleaned up the ashes, and delivered charcoal.

Those far and near, loud and slight, all movements seemed to be received by Su Hanshan's senses, but they did not linger in his mind. They fell into a state of mind like a flat lake, as fine as dust, and settled down.

He was clearly in the underground secret room, concentrating on practicing his martial arts and tempering the tail vertebrae, but because of this inexplicable feeling, he knew the changes in the outside world, such as sunshine and rain, and the change of day and night.

The fourth day, the fifth day, the sixth day.

Su Hanshan still didn't come out.

Zhang Shuwei became more and more anxious. He couldn't calm down to compare the Secret Records of the Prime Minister's Office and Meng Zhaoxuan's condition. He spent most of the day pacing in the small building.

He was anxious not only because of Su Hanshan's condition, but also because of the alchemy matter.

To be able to deceive others, of course there must be something real in it.

Although the efficacy of the life-protecting golden elixir is not that exaggerated, its origin is not that magical, and it does not require a master to use his own skills to assist in controlling fire for seven days and seven nights.

But it is really a precious elixir, and the elixir recipe is extremely complicated and requires the use of many rare medicinal materials.

Even with Zhang Shuwei's knowledge, he couldn't tell the true effect of this elixir just by looking at the prescription.

However, because some of the medicinal materials are too conspicuous, such as mountain mica stone marrow and ancient marine animal fossils, these medicines really need to be baked in a high-temperature environment for about seven days in order to fully exert their medicinal properties.

Based on the effectiveness of these medicinal materials, Zhang Shuwei can roughly deduce the time when the elixir was completed.

Many of those medicinal materials were brought from the palace treasury after being reported to the emperor. Anyone with a taste for them would probably be able to find out about them and make similar inferences.

Moreover, more accurate judgments can be made based on the intensity and color of the smoke floating out of the alchemy room.

On the night of the sixth day, the moonlight was extremely bright, and people's shadows could clearly shine on the ground.

Even in the middle of the night, people with ordinary eyesight can still distinguish the smoke rising over the manor, let alone a master in the master realm.

Dong Songchen set up a tea heater, melons, fruits and pastries on the palace tower, and drank with Jia Sidao. Both of them looked in the direction of the manor.

"Seven days and seven nights should be just a false indication. In fact, in the early morning of the seventh day, the elixir should be completed."

Dong Songchen held up the tea cup, stirred the tea leaves, took a sip, and exhaled the hot breath, "That's what happens tonight."

Jia Sidao stared over there, tapped the corner of the table with his fingertips, and said, "It is not easy to attack that manor. They have to leave some room for themselves. Maybe they should take action within this hour."

He suddenly smiled and said, "Kuang Gutang will definitely be one of the commotion tonight. Perhaps the party with the largest number of people will be one of them. I just don't know whether our Hall Master Zhao will be the first to take action or the last one." A group of people take action.”

Dong Songchen was smiling and was about to speak when suddenly the corner of his eye flickered and his face turned to the other side with a look of surprise.

In the streets about five miles away from Miyagi, there seemed to be abnormal fire flickering just now.

At a restaurant on the east side of the manor, Taoist priest Zihai also mentioned the issue of the order of action.

"After that friend's manpower sends a signal inside the manor, if any party loses its composure and attacks the manor first, then we can wait a little longer and let the group in front of them set up the trap."

Shi Tianze said, "Otherwise, we should lead our troops to attack immediately."

"After all, after the group of people inside are exposed, they will have to face a grandmaster at least, a Su Hanshan who can kill the grandmaster, plus Situ Zhongxia, Deng Guangming, Chen Weiyang and other first-class masters. If it takes too long, The elixir is still successfully refined, but if it falls into Meng Zhaoxuan's hands, things will become much more troublesome."

Taoist Master Zihai nodded and said: "We have mobilized more than [-] people. Although they were all selected from the Thirteen Outer Halls, they are not as capable as the Inner Five Halls. At any rate, they are well-trained, and they are all brave and not afraid of death. Seniors, arrange the surroundings properly. As soon as we send a signal, they will immediately attack the manor."

Shi Tianze was slightly satisfied.

Zhao Lizong didn't say much, but looked in another direction: "Why is there smoke over there?"

Taoist Priest Zihai hurriedly took two steps forward, leaning on the railing and looking: "This is the direction of the General's Mansion."

"Which general, Meng Zhaoxuan?"

Shi Tianze said in surprise, "Isn't there some idiot out there who didn't even find out where Meng Zhaoxuan ended up and just took action?"

"Perhaps some enemy did not dare to face Meng Zhaoxuan directly and took this opportunity to vent his anger by burning his mansion."

Taoist priest Zihai smiled and replied, but he saw the smoke in the distance getting thicker and thicker. The black smoke rolled up and accumulated like clouds. The firelight reflected under the black smoke, making the lower part of the smoke appear dark red. gloss.

A large number of people in the city have been alarmed. Some people ran out to check, but were soon frightened and returned to their houses, closing the doors and windows tightly.

Because they heard the sound of houses collapsing, the sounds of shouting and fighting, fierce horses galloping on the streets, carriages overturning, and the dying neighs of horses.

"wrong!"

Taoist Zihai's face changed greatly, "Next to the General's Mansion are the residences of Zuo Xiang Fan Zhong, Minister of the Ministry of War, Minister of the Ministry of Punishment, Minister of the Ministry of Works and others. This kind of fire definitely did not burn down just one house. They were not rushing towards the General's Mansion. Go."

By this time, there was no need for him to explain anything.

On the street not far away, there were already a large number of people running away.

Judging from their skills and clothing, they are not ordinary people. They should be the master guards of Fan Zhong and others' house, protecting them from evacuation.

There were also a large number of people in civilian attire who were divided into small groups and chased behind them. From time to time they would pop out from the side streets to intercept and ambush them.

The team of Fan Zhong and others ran in twists and turns, running through streets, alleys, water, and rooftops.

But in the eyes of people from a higher place, it can be clearly seen that this group of people is approaching the manor at a very fast speed.

Zhao Lizong glanced at Shi Tianze beside him and said in a deep voice: "A plan to drive the people away and break the city!"

When the army is attacking a city, they drive a group of common people to the city gates to induce the defenders to open the city gates to receive them. However, there are actually spies among the common people. They will create chaos after the defenders open the gates, delaying time and causing the people behind to attack. The army looked for an opportunity to cover up and come up.

This was originally a method used by the Mongols, but Tachaer, Shi Tianze and others were not prepared to play this trick in Lin'an City.

The Mongolian manpower they brought was not enough. Even if they tried to use Kuang Gutang's power to do this, the number comparison was far from the standard. It was difficult to guarantee which direction the driven people would flee.

After all, this place is the imperial city of the Southern Song Dynasty. In the extremely prosperous city, there are too many buildings, streets, alleys, waterways and ditches, and there are too many opportunities to escape.

Moreover, the defense force around Left Prime Minister Fan Zhong is not low to begin with, and his residence is very close to the palace. Even if the Prime Minister's Mansion is breached, this group of people can rush to the palace as soon as possible, join the imperial army, and receive support.

Neither Fan Zhong nor Qiao Feidu and others are fools. It is impossible for them to take the initiative to go to the manor under the current situation.     But, they are indeed coming!
  There is only one possibility.

The group of people who attacked Zuo Xiang's Mansion had accurately calculated all route changes in the surrounding area, and even grasped the mental reactions of Fan Zhong and others.

The locals of Zuo Xiangfu, before they even figured it out, had been unknowingly led to the direction of the manor by various means of attacking, luring and frightening them.

Taoist Priest Zihai lost his voice and said: "Is there any outsider who can do such a thing in Lin'an?!"

"First of all, they need to have an absolute master who can make the guards of Zuo Xiangfu lose their mentality and temporarily block the way to ask for help from the palace."

Shi Tianze looked gloomy and said slowly, "In addition, this person's level of commanding street battles must be high enough. In this aspect, he must be higher than me, even higher than the Zong Wang, and higher than Meng Zhaoxuan."

When he said this, he exuded an astonishing ferocity. The hair on his face seemed to become heavier and darker, while his eyes became brighter and more intense, filled with anger.

Many of the people Kuang Gutang arranged nearby felt that a huge beast was sharpening its claws around them, making them look around uncontrollably, overly alert and very uneasy.

Zhao Lizong turned around and looked: "Could it be that you have already guessed who is leading the opposite party?"

Shi Tianze didn't answer, but a low laugh came from Tacha'er's black coffin.

"It seems that some old friends are like me. They say they are dead, but they are not dead yet."

There was a hint of nostalgia in Tacha'er's tone as she said, "There is probably only one person in the past hundred years who can reach this level of street fighting."

"Wu Hengshan from the Kingdom of Jin!"

Hengshan Gong Wuxian, whose surname is Wu and whose name is Xian, shows the expectations of his family members.

He seems to have lived up to this name. Not only in his prime, he also entered the realm of a master in martial arts.

And he was the first of the nine princes who were awarded the title during the last twenty years of war between the Jin Kingdom and Mongolia.

This person was not an official of the Jin Kingdom at first, but a local powerful man. When the Mongols attacked the Jin Kingdom, he organized local armed forces to guard one side and was directly named the governor.

Because his method of commanding street battles was so clever, he actually relied on the men under him to fight against the Mongolian army on the Western Route for gold at that time for four years. Later, due to internal rebellion and failure to wait for reinforcements, he finally surrendered to Mongolia in Zhending.

The Mongol Khan also valued his martial arts and military strategy very much, and was overjoyed at his surrender. It didn't take long before he promoted him to the deputy commander of the Western Route Army.

However, Wu Xian was obsessed with the glory of the Kingdom of Jin and was loyal. After becoming the deputy commander, he found an opportunity and killed the commander of the West Route Army, Shi Tianni, and other generals.

Shi Tianze was Shi Tianni's younger brother. He was also in the army at the time. He fled for his life, led reinforcements to attack back, and broke through to the master level before the battle.

Wu Xian was injured by Shi Tianni and others' dying counterattack. He escaped without fighting for a long time, but the surrounding large area that had been occupied by Mongolia fell into an anxious and unstable situation again.

Later, Wuxian was greatly rewarded and fought for the Jin Kingdom. He fought against Tachaer, the marshal of the Mongolian capital, and even the personal troops of the Mongolian Khan. He felt that Mongolia was powerful and the Southern Song Dynasty was weak, so he suggested to the emperor of the Jin Dynasty. Seize the land of Bashu in the Southern Song Dynasty as a retreat.

At that time, Meng Zhaoxuan returned to his hometown to observe filial piety due to the death of a close relative at home. However, his most elite [-] loyal and obedient troops remained at the Bashu border, with his closest confidants in charge.

Wuxian led his people deep into the territory where these [-] warriors had been operating all year round, and defeated them one after another among the villages in the city. After Meng Zhaoxuan rushed back, he spent a lot of effort to clean up the situation and regroup.

At the time of the fall of the Jin Kingdom, Wuxian's nine-town army was severely defeated by Meng Zhaoxuan and was surrounded by the Mongolian army. During the continuous strangulation of the two armies, he was injured and died under the cliff among the rocks. Within the fire.

But now it seems that of course he faked his death to escape.

While fleeing, Fan Zhong and others had arrived at a small river. When they looked up, they suddenly discovered that across the river bank was a unique and luxurious manor.

"How could it be Shi Miyuan's mansion?!"

Qiao Feidu, who was commanding the various guards, his face changed several times and his expression was extremely ugly.

He actually got here and discovered the other party's purpose.

"Shi Miyuan's manor, isn't Marshal Meng's large number of men there?"

The disheveled Minister of Industry showed surprise and shouted inside the manor, urging the people inside to come out and save them.

He had even taken the lead in escorting his family members, wading through the water and crossing the river, shouting as he ran.

Fan Zhong stretched out his hand, but he couldn't say anything to stop him, and he was filled with sorrow.

"go!"

Qiao Feidu said flatly, "The matter has come to an end. There is no point in thinking about it anymore. Prime Minister, you guys should withdraw into the manor as soon as possible."

He pushed Fan Zhong on the back and sent him across the river. He laughed loudly, shook out the folding fan, and all the fan bones were shot back, leading a group of guards to fight back against the pursuers.

On the palace tower, Dong Songchen stood up.

“How audacious, how audacious!!”

The air around Dong Songchen shook, as heavy as thunder, and the bricks of the wall cracked under his feet. He was furious, "Assassinating military generals is nothing more, how dare you chase down so many important officials at once, and create such a situation in our Imperial City of the Song Dynasty?" It’s such a mess, it’s really putting our face in the mud!”

Jia Sidao stretched out his hand to stop him: "Wait a minute!"

"Dong Gong, even if we want to take action, there is no need to rush. The leftist is already old, and the people under him are his die-hard loyalists. Even if they die, are we still worried that there is no one here to fill their shoes? "

Jia Sidao revealed a great temptation and ambition in just a few words. He always felt that his talent was not appreciated.

Yes, although he has already risen to prominence, this position is far from enough.

He also has lofty ambitions. He also wants to enjoy luxury and at the same time, do something for the country and the people, and be famous in history and be famous throughout the ages.

Nowadays, he is not powerful enough, so he cannot take care of both. He can only enjoy himself first. However, he often plans some achievements for the country in his heart, and he has indeed made achievements in local areas.

If he is allowed to take the position of prime minister as soon as possible, and all ministers are his own, he will be sure to get the best of both worlds!

Jia Sidao's eyes flashed with a strange expectation, "When they fight to the end, we will take action and catch all these outsiders. That will be enough to save face. Besides, there is no need to tell the truth about the cause of death when telling the outside world in the future. If we don’t announce the funeral secretly, what’s wrong with releasing news of death due to illness or resignation from office every once in a while?”

Dong Songchen frowned, showing hesitation.

In the distant manor, the wooden door of the agency attic opened quickly with a creak.

Meng Zhaoxuan stepped into the attic, his face still full of illness, his lips had turned black, but he pulled the mechanism chain.

"Xiao Chen!!"

There was no hesitation in his message, "Let go of the family, bring Mr. Fan and others in, and lead them to resettle elsewhere."

"Please ask the divine monk, the emperor's uncle, and Pavilion Master Shen to quickly contain the pursuers and buy time."

Chen Weiyang was stunned: "Let them all go?"

Meng Zhaoxuan said calmly: "Go!"

Chen Weiyang immediately informed several masters guarding the alchemy room through the sound channel.

Chen Shouzhi and others knew that they were definitely no match for Meng Zhaoxuan and his team in the art of war. After receiving the order, although they had doubts, they did not move slowly.

The two great masters and their entourage, as well as the men from Donghai Kongmeng Pavilion, all flew over the layers of courtyard walls and swept straight out.

"good chance!"

Shi Tianze saw the changes in the entire manor's institutions from a high place, and vaguely saw the formation gate. When he saw these masters leaving, his eyes sparkled and he stepped on it.

boom! ! !
  The entire restaurant shook suddenly, and a large piece of the floor in the upper corridor was shattered. The huge and heavy building tilted backwards.

Shi Tianze's figure shot into the manor like a black meteor.

Zhao Lizong floated and moved in the air, not much slower.

Taoist Zihai sent out a signal, and all the men in ambush in Kuanggutang rushed towards the manor.

The purple fireworks blooming in the night sky are reflected in a pair of indifferent eyes.

Wu Hengshan stood at the end of the long street with his hands behind his hands. The moonlight passed over his body, casting a huge shadow.

His sight covered the fighting on the river bank. The people flying out of the manor also glanced at the palace city in the distance at the same time. He also noticed the movements in the restaurant and recognized Shi Tianze's familiar face.

"Sure enough, there are people coming from Mongolia!"

His tone was calm, he made a decision before taking action, and leisurely taught the young man in red robe beside him.

"Young Master, the mantis stalks the cicada, and the oriole is behind. But those like us who strike first may not be the mantis."

In the small building where the books were stored, Zhang Shuwei also took all the silver needles and rushed out, looking for an opportunity to contribute his share of the battle.

Under the small building, where no one could see, the young man who had been sitting quietly for several days and nights slowly floated up, three feet above the ground, motionless.

There seems to be no obvious fluctuation in the airflow, and it is not due to wind control.

But Su Hanshan's figure floating in mid-air was very stable, and all the dust on the surface of his robe disappeared without a trace in an instant, making it as smooth as new.

(End of this chapter)