The road to Jianghu started from the martial arts hall

Chapter 388: The Young Master is Enlightened

"My Lord, someone from Anle Marquis's Mansion came to report that you are involved in a big trouble. Are you okay?"

On the way, Fang Xun met Old Wu who was rushing towards the city gate. Seeing that he was fine, he breathed a sigh of relief and asked anxiously.

"It's just some minor troubles. I have already dealt with them."

Hearing Fang Xun's nonchalant tone, Old Wu was choked for a moment. This was no small trouble, but seeing that the other party was fine, he felt relieved.

The two continued their journey back. While walking on the road, Fang Xun casually asked, "Did you mention Anle Marquis Mansion just now?"

Old Wu nodded: "Yes, it was Marquis Anle who sent someone to inform me that someone was going to deal with the Marquis, otherwise I wouldn't have known anything had happened."

After hearing this, Fang Xun smiled and said, "It's true that Marquis Anle is well-informed."

The Anle Marquis Mansion is not far from the Yue Prince Mansion, and Fang Xun is quite familiar with him. He received the news so quickly and knew that someone wanted to deal with him.

No wonder when people in the capital mention being well-informed, the first person that comes to mind is Marquis Anle.

"Unfortunately, I'm leaving Beijing soon and don't have time to thank you."

"My Lord, are you leaving?"

Old Wu was stunned for a moment, then immediately reacted and nodded in agreement.

"Yes, the capital city is full of twists and turns. It is indeed not a good place. It is not easy to live in the capital city."

At this time Fang Xun suddenly said: "Old Wu, have you ever thought about going back to Jiangnan with me?"

This made Old Wu stunned again: "Return to Jiangnan?"

"Yes, I have seen your abilities these days. Over the years, you have managed the palace in the capital in an orderly manner. It would be a waste of your talents to stay in the capital. Why don't you come back to Jiangnan with me?

It just so happens that the old housekeeper of the mansion passed away more than a year ago, and the new housekeeper has not yet been selected. I think you are a perfect fit!"

The turmoil in the palace more than a year ago caused heavy losses to the Yue Palace. Afterwards, Yu Jiaolong transferred a new group of people from Dongting Palace to get back on track.

However, the emperor had not yet made a decision, and all the trivial matters in the palace were temporarily handled by Li Muzhi, the chief secretary.

Fang Xun thought Old Wu was a good match. He was loyal, capable, and a master of Yin Shen. It would be a waste to keep him in the capital.

In his opinion, Shuntian City will be destroyed sooner or later anyway, so it would be better for him to go back to Jiangnan with him this time.

"I am deeply grateful to the Marquis for his high regard for me. I will serve you and Your Highness with all my heart until my death."

Old Wu immediately bowed excitedly, his heart burning with joy.

Although he had some status as a steward in the capital, it was nothing like being by the master's side.

After all, the King of Yue only comes to the capital once every three years and stays there for ten days or half a month at most. Old Wu's position in the King of Yue's palace is relatively marginal.

Upon hearing that Fang Xun intended to take him back to Jiangnan and promote him, Old Wu of course agreed immediately.

Fang Xun nodded and said, "Then explain the matter as soon as possible. We will set off in an hour at most."

Old Wu was shocked when he heard this: "So urgent?"

"Of course I have to hurry. I'm afraid that if I stay any longer, I'll get into trouble again. If I drag it on here, something bad might happen. The business in the capital is nothing at all. If necessary, I can abandon it all without damaging the foundation of Jiangnan!"

Fang Xun did not let his guard down after resolving this trouble so easily. The capital city is not a safe place to live. Just because you don't cause trouble doesn't mean trouble won't come to you.

To survive here, you have to depend on other people's moods. Even if you are very careful, you still might get unlucky.

This time, I just used Wan Haoren's power to easily resolve the trouble, but what about next time?

Fang Xun knew that he was no match for the group of old foxes in the court, so he simply decided not to stay!
Jiangnan is still more comfortable. It’s my territory. Others only look at my face and what I say is what it is. Why should I be careful and care about other people’s faces?

After hearing this, Old Wu suddenly became serious, and it was obvious that he had a deep understanding of "living in the capital is not easy".

"My Lord, I understand. We can set off in half an hour at most!"

As the two of them were talking, they unknowingly arrived at the gate of the palace.

Old Wu went to take over the work immediately. Although it was rather rushed, half an hour was enough to complete the handover without taking into account the losses to the royal palace in the capital.

He knew clearly that Fang Xun didn't care about the palace's properties in the capital. Compared to everything he had in Jiangnan, they were nothing.

Since there was no need to care, Old Wu immediately adjusted his mindset and also regarded all the hard work he had put in over the years as dispensable.

In a hasty handover, even if there will be losses in the future, it doesn't matter. While Old Wu was busy arranging all the trivial matters, Fang Xun came to a quiet room in the mansion and immersed himself in the martial arts hall.

In the parade ground, Fang Xun looked at Young Master Kaiming's name on the fifth gate and sighed.

"What a shame. I wanted to communicate with Xiao Ming for a while, but now I need a good means of transportation."

After muttering to himself, Fang Xun pushed the door open and walked in.

The "Book of Nine Dragons" says: There are dragons in Shenzhou, and their number is nine. Yin and Yang are matched, and righteousness is divided. Scales and feathers are mixed. Saints and evil coexist, and the devil lives in a different world, each occupying a corner. The earth's energy gathers essence and spits out the essence into pearls. Those who get the energy prosper, and those who lose the energy die. They nurture all things and become the elite. The five Jias form a circle, which continues endlessly.

The nine dragons correspond to the nine realms: Central Plains, Miao Territory, Buddhist Kingdom, Taoist Territory, Sea Realm, Feather Kingdom, Demon World, Monster World, and Fairy Island.

Among these nine worlds, the Demon World is the one with the harshest environment and the strongest aggressiveness, where many races live together.

Fang Xun discovered that the sky here was dark, and the energy of heaven and earth was turbid, with both yin and yang evil spirits mixed together.

If a person lives here for a long time, he will inevitably be affected by this dark spiritual power, and his martial arts will tend to be more devilish.

But this does not include the person in front of him - Young Master Kaiming.

Fang Xun found himself in an empty hall. The decorations in the hall were mostly dark and rough, giving people a feeling of simplicity, solemnity, splendor and grandeur. A sense of history that had been precipitated by the passage of time came to his face.

At the top of the steps in the hall, there stood a bronze throne, and Young Master Kaiming was sitting on it. However, the frivolous smile on the corner of his mouth completely destroyed the solemn atmosphere of the hall.

Young Master Kaiming had skin as pale as snow, black hair and a black robe, a pendant on his forehead, bright eyes and narrow eyebrows, but a frivolous smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

He leaned lazily on the bronze throne that represented the supreme power of the Shura Kingdom, tapping his fingers on the armrests, looking at Fang Xun, as if he was examining him, or thinking.

Fang Xun shook his head and said, "If I hadn't known that the Shura Kingdom's strategist had a quirky personality, I would have thought that you had always coveted the position of Shura Kingdom's emperor when I saw you like this."

"Correct answer, applause to encourage!"

With a whoosh, Young Master Kaiming jumped off the throne and jumped around in the hall like a naughty child, appearing on Fang Xun's left side one moment and on his right side the next.

While jumping, his two hands were still clapping excitedly.

"It's easy to talk to someone who understands you. This seat is actually quite nice to sit on, but it's very comfortable to sleep on the bed."

After saying this, Young Master Kaiming jumped out and suddenly became still, facing Fang Xun from a distance.

"It's you, the guest, who has murderous intentions as soon as you arrive. It really makes me sad. Alas, am I so annoying?"

As he spoke, he took out a one-foot-long short stick from his waist. With a flick of his wrist, the stick stretched out and instantly became a stick more than five feet long.

The black long stick has a simple shape and is heavy. The dark gold patterns carved on the outside form elegant Sanskrit cloud decorations. This stick is exactly the weapon carried by Master Xuanzang during the Tang Dynasty - the Demon-Subduing Pestle.

Fang Xun smiled and said, "No, Mr. Ce is not that annoying. I just want your wooden kite to use as a means of transportation."

As he spoke, 'Listening to the Spring Rain in a Small Building All Night' slowly appeared in his hands.

"Xiao Ming, I'm sorry."

After hearing this, Master Kaiming's smile became even wider, and his eyes curved into smiling crescents.

"Xiao Fang, you're welcome."

Both of them had smiles on their faces, like a pair of old friends having a cordial conversation, without any trace of murderous intent.

But the next moment, Young Master Kaiming suddenly jumped up.

With a whistling sound, the demon-subduing pestle in his hand hit Fang Xun's crown.

A powerful and heavy stick was thrown towards the sky, and the shadows of the sticks covered the sky and blocked the eyes. Suddenly, it pulled out countless hot air waves like meteors falling to the ground, and hit Fang Xun like a meteor shower from the sky.

All the mountains and seas bow down, and the nine netherworlds and ten categories are all exterminated——

Pressing down with a stick, the skill is close to the Tao.

Fang Xun was calm and collected, he raised his hand and swung his sword.

In just a moment, the sword and the stick collided in the air.

boom--

(End of this chapter)