Um?
Listening to the old man's words, Xiao Qingfeng was shocked and then shook his head:
"If it's for that child, the clan uncle doesn't have to do this."
Of course he could hear the meaning of the old man's words.
However, it is definitely not a good deal to deceive Wei Zhengxian in order to kill that kid.
The person in front of him was named Xiao Zhan, who was the most respected person in the Qingzhou army. His status in the army was second only to Wei Zhengxian.
It was just because he had been stationed in the border for many years that he had lost his reputation.
"Hahaha!"
The old man couldn't help laughing out loud and shook his head:
"Qingfeng, remember, a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall. How difficult it is for me to go all the way, how could I take risks because of a mud leg?"
"Is there really something going on outside the pass?"
Xiao Qingfeng was a little surprised.
Others thought that Wei Zheng first led his team to Tianlang Pass because of riots outside the pass, but they naturally knew that he was trying to avoid Long Yuandao's battle for the throne.
There is not really any turmoil outside the gates.
"good."
Xiao Zhan had nothing to hide:
"A few days ago, a spy came to report that there were masters fighting at the foot of Liuji Mountain. It was suspected that it was a visitor to Dali's 'Shenfengtai' and had lost his trace."
"Kamikazetai?"
Xiao Qingfeng's expression moved: "Li Yuan?"
Shenfengtai is a major sect in Dali. Its status is almost the same as that of the Daming Lanke Temple, Hanging Temple, and Zhujian Villa.
And the Shen Liyuan of the Dali Army is the Lord of Shenfengtai.
According to legend, he had become a Martial Saint fifty years ago and had a great reputation.
"Fifty years are not short. It's enough for the other two countries to recuperate. Over the years, the border has really been ready to move. It seems to be a small friction, but who knows?"
Xiao Zhan smiled coldly, and said nothing more, but instead instructed:
"Qingfeng, you are the seeds of the clan who are working hard to cultivate and wait for the time of the day. It is more important than me! You can secretly direct this matter, but you must not take action!"
Xiao Zhan looked serious, and Xiao Jingfeng and others also agreed.
"Don't worry, my nephew still knows the importance of it."
Xiao Qingfeng was a little unwilling to accept it, but he nodded.
Everything has its pros and cons.
He was nurtured by the clan and took all kinds of materials. At the same time, many things were unstoppable.
He must never take risks, which is the most he has heard in the past thirty years.
In fact, even the most dangerous battle he has experienced over the years is under the attention of the family.
"Just you know."
Xiao Zhan patted his shoulder lightly, his tone was gentle:
"Compared with decades of planning in the clan, your tolerance at this moment is not a humiliation. After the changes of the sky, nothing will stop you from the way you go!"
"The sky changes..."
Chewing on this word, Xiao Qingfeng felt a little complicated.
"If the person I invite is not here, you must not act rashly. You must not act within the pass unless it is absolutely necessary!"
Finally, Xiao Zhan turned around and left.
Looking at his departure back, Xiao Qingfeng suddenly turned around, swept coldly over Xiao Jingfeng and others with a embarrassed look on his face, and left.
After this conversation, he didn't know that this clan uncle came here to hit him.
...
...
The sun rises and the sun enters and rests.
Looking at the curling smoke in the autumn wind, soaking in the medicinal bath, Yang Yu had been thinking about all night, his rare mood calmed down.
The Tianlang Pass, which has a strong sense of ranks, is the most lifelike city he has ever seen.
This is really ironic.
There was no such atmosphere in the cities he had experienced before, whether it was Heishan County, Mulin Prefecture, or Qingzhou City.
Even in the most prosperous urban area of ​​Qingzhou City, there are many rogues, and gang fights are common.
But in Tianlang Pass, very few such things happen.
This is a military pass, and most of them are relatives and descendants of the army. Even if there are those who settled outside, they must be very obedient.
The dealers who come and go are even more disciplined.
Of course, no matter how good the place is, it is inevitably dark, but Tianlang Pass is indeed the city where Yang Yu has experienced the best security.
None of them.
In the early morning of autumn, there was a little cold air. Apart from the curling smoke, there were only patrol soldiers and few pedestrians on the street.
Most of the shops along the street have just opened.
The most common ones are some shops selling breakfast.
“Huh?”
Yang Yu, who was going to go to the blacksmith shop to get customized mine iron, walked somewhere and suddenly felt a sudden change in his heart.
His five senses were extremely sensitive. When he walked here, he suddenly realized something was wrong. His secret gaze suddenly disappeared after he walked into this street.
"Give up? Or..."
Yu Yang was a little surprised and couldn't help but look around.
"Freshly baked pancakes, buns, tofu brain!"
Seeing that Yang Yu stopped, the hawking of vendors nearby suddenly became much louder.
"Come ten pancakes, and then a bowl of tofu brain."
Yu Guang swept over, and Yang Yu seemed to have some senses, so he simply sat down.
These days, there are many people who are not full, but this does not prevent the richness of all kinds of food. There are more than ten kinds of food orders on small stalls.
There are also many side dishes.
“It’s salty.”
"Okay!"
The vendor smiled and replied.
Not long after, it was delivered to me, and there were three dishes of small dishes.
Yang Yu brought the rice plate and pretended to be unintentional to a table:
"Can anyone be here?"
Opposite the table, there was an old man wearing a dark green jacket. He was normal height and looked very slim. He nodded after hearing Yang Yu’s inquiry:
“It’s random.”
Yu Yang sat down and started to feast on his face.
After practicing martial arts, his appetite increased greatly, and his daily diet was several times more than that of ordinary people. This was when he swallowed gold and iron every day, he would recover his energy.
Otherwise, it would be dozens of times bigger than ordinary people.
The old man at the opposite table put down the dishes and chopsticks at some point, but he didn't leave either. He just looked at Yang Yu lightly, finished eating like a wind and cloud, and then spoke:
“How does it taste?”
"Salty and light, tender and delicious, it's a rare delicacy."
Yu Yang nodded slightly.
“What kind of food is this?”
The old man smiled in silence:
"A truly good tofu brain needs to be ground with the brain of a hundred birds. A small bowl can accommodate thousands of people. A spoonful of them are like a thousand birds singing in their ears. That taste is the deliciousness of the world."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! Yang Yu wiped the corners of his mouth and responded coldly:
"That's not tofu brain."
“But it’s delicious food.”
The old man casually pushed the bowls and chopsticks in front of him, and the soup fell.
Yu Yang could see clearly, but he didn't eat a bite and couldn't help but sneer:
"You are doing a little bad job in this superficial skill."
This old guy is waiting for him.
When Yang Yu saw him for the first time, he knew it very well.
The old man was not annoyed and asked with a chuckling:
"I guess the little beggar in Heishan County has suffered a lot of hardships and worked hard all the way to this day, right?"
"Another bowl of tofu brain!"
Yang Yu suddenly spoke and ordered another bowl of tofu brain:
"It's sweet!"
“Haha~”
The old man's smile slightly reduced:
"If I am you, I must drink nectar, eat delicacies, sleep with beauties, and wake up with great power! If not, how can I be worthy of my hard work along the way?"
"Niuju food, what people want."
Yu Yang nodded.
Some choose, which one wants to eat dirt?
There are countless delicacies and many fine wines in this world. He is not an ascetic monk, and he naturally has his desires.
"Who is me? You should have some guesses in your mind."
The old man stroked his long beard with his hand and said lightly:
"I still have a daughter in my family, named Yan, who is only 28 years old, has a dignified appearance, and is good at piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but only lacks a good match..."
"Gold, silver, wealth, food, nectar, women's rights... just by these alone, would you want to win over Yang?"
Yang Yu was not in a state of turmoil, but he wanted to laugh:
"It seems that Lord Xiao's aura is still a little smaller..."
With his martial arts today, whether it is gold, silver, wealth, or women's rights, as long as he thinks, it is not something that is within his reach, but it is definitely not something that cannot be obtained.
What made him even more laughing was the attitude of this old guy.
Perhaps he had been in a high position for a long time, or was born as a nobleman, so he didn't know how to win over people.
Even though he promised many benefits, Yang Yu did not feel any kindness in him.
Some are indifference and contempt, as well as a touch of excellent murderous intent hidden by him.
"You have good talents and a small skill, but so what? How about you, the weight of you alone, is the accumulation of more than ten generations of us?"
Xiao Zhan's face disappeared without a smile, and replaced by the solemn oppression of the mountain:
"You have made great contributions several times, but they are just bronze seals. Do you know that for the same contribution, can I send you to the headquarters of Kyoto Liushenmen?"
The old man's voice was neither high nor low, but others seemed to be unable to hear it at all. The hawker who was fiddling with food was trembling and sweating on his forehead.
Without asking, we can tell that the diners on this street are all their subordinates.
"Power, status..."
Yang Yu gently stirred the tofu brain in the bowl:
"so what?"
"A corrupt scholar who has lost his power cannot give you what you want, but I, Xiao family, can give you more."
Xiao Zhan tapped on the desktop and said lightly:
"You are a smart person and you should know how to choose."
While he was talking, he was always looking at the young man separated by a table.
He has seen too many young people from poor and talented backgrounds. No matter what their appearance, they have a desire to surpass ordinary people in power and status.
But what made him frown slightly was that the person opposite seemed unmoved.
"Indeed, I always thought I was a smart person, and you were right."
Yu Yang nodded in agreement.
When Xiao Zhan's expression was slightly slower, the tone changed again:
"But I refuse!"
reject!
"Everyone has his own ambitions, and it is impossible to force it."
Xiao Zhan sighed slightly, as if he didn't want to persuade him anymore, he pressed the table lightly and stood up:
"Eat slowly, there are not many opportunities!"
After saying that, he turned around and left.
Many diners who sat down also stood up, glanced at Yang Yu coldly, and followed closely behind.
"I haven't answered what you asked before."
Xiao Zhan paused slightly, turned around indifferently, and looked at the young man who was eating tofu brain slowly.
"oh?"
"You ask me, how about my weight alone compared to the accumulation of more than ten generations? I will answer you..."
After slowly finishing the last bite of the pancake, Yang Yu put down the silver and stood up. He swept over everyone and landed on Xiao Zhan.
The tone is light, and it is like a heavy stone falling to the ground:
"You guys deserve to compete with me too?"
call!
On the long street, it suddenly became quiet, and the needles were almost gone.
The eyes of several vendors became horrified.
The eyes of the diners flashed with shock and anger, and murderous intent.
Xiao Zhan looked coldly. After a long time, he turned around and left. He could not see his expression. He only heard loud laughter rumbling echoing:
"Hahaha! This sentence will be engraved on your tombstone!"
call!
The long street has been quiet for a long time.
Xiao Zhan and others were no longer visible, and the eyes of the vendors and diners were still on Yang Yu, as if they were looking at someone dead.
At Tianlang Pass, killing is strictly prohibited.
But it doesn't mean that no one will die.
I couldn't help but talk a lot.
"Who is this person? I dare to talk to Lord Xiao like this..."
"Oh, what a pity. I'm going to die at a young age, but I'm afraid the old man in my family will send a black hair person."
"Mr. Xiao dares to offend these young people now..."
...
Yu Yang had a good hearing and naturally could hear the comments coming from behind him.
But he didn't care much. After leaving the long street, he went straight to the many blacksmith shops that placed the order yesterday.
There are much more blacksmith shops in Tianlang Pass than in Qingzhou City, and there are all kinds of iron ore and iron, and the blacksmiths have a lot of superb skills.
However, Yang Yu naturally didn't need them to build weapons.
After arriving, I chose a furnace and started to repair the arrows.
Yes, fix the arrows.
The role of the military and armored artifacts is to accumulate continuously, and it is not feasible to change frequently.
Therefore, the ancestors of the Qixuan Gate practiced the "Hundred-step Flying Sword" rather than the "Flying Arrow".
"After this matter, it's time to make a knife for yourself."
Amid the sound of the thumping of Mars, Yang Yu flashed his thoughts.
The art of wise armor seems inconspicuous, but in fact, a weapon with the same spirituality can greatly improve the combat power of warriors.
Just like the King of Zhao of the Western Palace, Zhang Xuanba.
Under his fist, he could use all means to block it and he could still breathe a breath. Even if he had such injuries, he would never survive.
But once his phoenix wings are in his hand, even if he is casual and careless, he will not be able to take any action, and he can only die quickly.
In the following days, Yang Yu still traveled back and forth before the inn and the blacksmith shop, leaving when the sun rose and returning when the sun set.
During the day, he beat arrows and collected thunder stones. At night, he practiced his own martial arts in the gluttony cauldron and used secret methods to breathe arrows.
At this point, his martial arts inevitably slowed down, but he would not slacken at all.
At the same time, the energy storage of the Gluttony Cauldron gradually approaches the threshold.
"call!"
Another day passed with the sound of Mars thumping.
Yang Yu left the blacksmith shop with arrows and Xuan Lei Stone. He came out a little later today, and it was already dark.
The curfew is imminent, the streets are quiet and there are few pedestrians.
“Ha~”
After scanning the blacksmith shop that closed the door, Yang Yu seemed to feel something. He slowly put down the ore and arrows in his hand.
I heard a faint whimpering sound from the breeze in the night.
Chapter completed!