The narration system of Wuxia Journey

It was late at night, and the people of Kankan had already left. Tomorrow morning, or perhaps tonight, Fang Zetao and others will find that the people they love have quietly left.

Only Xu Xingzhi was still sitting at the stone table in a daze. If it comes to the desire to break the void, how can Xu Xingzhi not have it?

But after thinking again and again, he did not have the magic sect's method of breaking the void, and he did not know other methods. As for the "Eternal Life Secret"?

Xu Xingzhi shook his head. According to Master Shi, he had no fate with the Tao, and he could not force it; if he had fate, Master Shi would have told him just now.

"Forget it! It's not a bad idea to be a layman. Master Shi can't let go of the people of this world, so I can make a career in this secular world."

With a determined mind, Xu Xingzhi's thoughts were clear, and he no longer let his thoughts run wild like a wild horse, letting the horse run freely.

The next morning, Su Yuchen quietly left Jingling with Xu Xingzhi and returned to Yangzhou by boat.

[Song Shidao will set foot in Yangzhou again in ten days. This time, it will be the beginning of his official fight for world domination]

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Lingnan.

On the mountain road leading to Songjia Mountain City.

Song Shidao took off his disguise, and his clothes became ordinary, just like an ordinary farmer, but his steps up the mountain were still graceful and calm, and every step was very stable, with a hint of perseverance.

On the top of the mountain, watching Song Shidao walking back leisurely, Song Yuzhi and Song Lu flashed a trace of pity in their eyes, while Song Zhi frowned.

"Little sister, clan uncle, second uncle!"

Standing on the top of the mountain, looking at the Song residence with tens of millions of mansions in front of him, looking at the people who greeted him, Song Shidao's eyes flashed a faint smile.

Song Yuzhi looked at Song Shidao with a trace of heartache in his eyes. His skin had darkened a lot and his hands were no longer as white as jade. It was obvious that Song Shidao had suffered a lot in the six months since he left home.

Before he could say a word, Song Zhi frowned and scolded him, "Look at what you look like now. Go back and change your clothes. My brother is waiting for you in the Grinding Hall."

Song Yuzhi and Song Lu were stagnant. Before they could speak, Song Shidao waved his hand and said, "I am rude. I will go to see my father now."

Song Zhi saw that he ignored his words so much, and he couldn't help but feel angry. He looked up and met Song Shidao's eyes. Although he was still the gentle and jade-like young man, he felt a palpitation in his heart. In an instant, a cold breath penetrated his heart and extinguished his anger.

Song Shidao didn't even look at him and went directly to the Grinding Hall. At the moment of turning around, a flash of knife light flashed in Song Shidao's eyes, that was the innate knife intention!

In the knife grinding hall, Song Que did not practice with the knife. He stared at the calligraphy on the wall with his hands behind his back. He felt that someone had entered the knife grinding hall, and then he turned to look at his son.

Just a glance, Song Que's eyes showed a smile, which was fleeting: "Not bad! Very good! If I had known this, I should have let you go to the people earlier. I didn't expect you to have such a harvest."

"The child has decided to dominate the world and end the chaos as soon as possible. I hope my father will help me." Song Shidao bowed and saluted.

Song Que no longer looked at this son, turned around and said: "Go and do what you want to do!"

Song Shidao saluted again, turned around and left the knife grinding hall. This time, he would go to Yangzhou again and give Master Shi an answer.

Song Yuzhi smiled, turned around and followed. Until the brother and sister left, Song Zhi could no longer hold back and complained: "Brother, look at what Shi Dao looks like now! He is too deeply influenced by Shi Long, this is not good! Shi Long not only defended the tyrant Yang Guang, but also had a big prejudice against our aristocratic family. This can't go on!"

Song Que looked at the words on the wall without saying a word, and the air in the knife grinding hall could not help but quiet down. The atmosphere became more and more silent, so silent that Song Zhi and Song Lu were almost suffocated.

"Zheng" sounded, and on the knife rack in the corner, a sharp blade flashed with cold light, illuminating the darkness for a moment, and breaking the dead silence.

"You go down!"

Song Que's voice was close at hand, but also far away. Song Zhi opened his mouth to speak, but he could no longer say anything to refute, so he could only turn around and leave the knife grinding hall.

After a long time, Song Que turned around and took out a letter, and the letterhead read "Brother Song personally wrote to Fan Qinghui". The envelope was intact, and it was obvious that it had never been opened.

Song Que didn't know what he was thinking about, but he was absent-minded for a moment, a flash of knife light flashed in his eyes, and the letter in his hand turned into powder and fell with the wind. This ray of knife light also cut off the last thought in Song Que's heart, and the knife intent became extremely pure.

"The Song family hasn't finished yet, but these people have become impatient?" In his words, it seemed that he was disdainful of Fan Qinghui's attempt to interfere with him, and it seemed that he couldn't wait to see Song ZhiThe sadness of fighting for power and profit.

Song Lu, who was standing by, didn't know what he was thinking about. He hesitated for a moment and said, "Xiao Zhi is kind-hearted. The master of the clan doesn't need to care too much. I believe he will understand the master's painstaking efforts."

Song Que shook his head and looked at the sky outside the grinding hall...

"These days, I often think about what Brother Shi said to Yu Zhi. Now I think that those words were not said to Yu Zhi, nor to me, but to Shi Dao."

"Looking at the endings of dynasties throughout the ages, what Brother Shi said is the way of the emperor."

"The emperor should be arbitrary, especially the founding lord, and the most taboo is to be two-faced. The second brother never understood this truth, and only remembered his elders' Majesty, maintaining the power in his hands, but forgetting to respect the emperor. "

"Since Shi Dao has already decided to dominate the world and is on the road to becoming an emperor, how could he be disturbed by his second brother. If my second brother does not know this truth, he will be retaliated sooner or later. I don't want the long knife in my hand to fall on him one day."

"Go and pass on my order to transfer Song Bo and Song Ye from the mountain city garrison to the vanguard camp as generals; Song Shilin, Song Shihong, and Song Shixuan are transferred from the mountain city garrison and go to the rear army as grain and grass officers from now on."

Song Lu was stagnant when he heard this. These people are either peers of the clan who are good friends with Song Zhi, or juniors who are close to Song Zhi, and they all hold great power in the army.

And this operation, these people, the former serve in the vanguard camp, once the war starts, although it is easiest to get military merit, it is also the easiest to lose their lives. The latter stays in the logistics and grain department, doing nothing. It can be said that it directly deprives Song Zhi of his influence on the army!

"Is this too much!" Song Lu hesitated.

Song Que said calmly:

"Some time ago, Xiaozhi went to see Jie Hui alone without telling me. You know, once we decide to send troops, Sichuan will become our weak spot and can directly threaten Shancheng."

"Over the years, I have gradually discovered some abnormalities. How long has Jie Hui not been to Shancheng?"

Song Lulue recalled and was shocked. Song Que seemed to have expected it: "I still underestimated Fan Qinghui's influence on Jie Hui. I didn't expect that my former friend would eventually become an enemy!"

Song Que stretched out his hand, and a long sword on the sword rack automatically jumped up and fell into his hand. He gently stroked the blade and said: "Uncle, you have to work harder and secretly send people to investigate the intelligence of Luchuan. If necessary, I hope that the army's road to Shu will not be blocked."