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A Breeze Arises in the South of the Yangtze River A Breeze Arises in the South of the Yangtze River(1/2)

Beijing, Chang'an.

In the Qiankun Hall, sitting behind a large table laid with yellow silk, the majestic and awe-inspiring new Kang Emperor Li Dai held a report on the battle situation in Black Cloud Mountain with a solemn expression.

On the ground in front of the major case, Yulongwei commanded the ministers Xia Qiudong to kneel on the ground, motionless. Next to the major case was the eunuch Zhao Ying, the eunuch in charge of the ceremony, who was smiling as always.

"Xia Aiqing, get up and talk."

Xia Qiudong, who was prostrated, stood up and bowed his head after thanking the Holy Father, not daring to make any mistakes.

"All dead?"

"They were all dead. Three hundred fish dragon guards swept through the Black Cloud Mountain. General Zhao Yunxin led his people to seal the siege of Yuezhou City. It was impossible for flies to get out. In the end, 913 people were captured and divided into three.

It took three days to kill them all, and no one was left alive."

Listening to Xia Qiudong's explanation of what happened, a smile appeared on Li Dai's face.

"Well, Xia Aiqing has done a good job in this matter. I will reward you generously. Please step back first."

"Thank you, Your Majesty. I will take my leave."

Xia Qiudong bowed his head and slowly walked backwards out of the Qiankun Hall.

"Zhao Ying, do you think Lin Xian is dead? He can be considered a useful person."

Zhao Ying bent down and said:

"Your Majesty, if Zhao Yue, the palace supervisor, went to see him personally, he would probably be dead."

Xinxin Kangdi Li Dai said with a smile:

"Oh, it's such a pity that he died like this."

As long as the great eunuch in front of him says that someone is dead, he must be dead. Even if he is alive, death is worse than life.

Returning to the Yulongwei Inn, Xia Qiudong returned to his room, closed the door, put down his sword, and looked at the bookcase in front of him blankly.

"Who am I...?"

The twelve eunuchs in the inner hall are directly under the orders of the emperor and do not have any rights in Dali. However, every time the palm leaves the palace, it will inevitably be accompanied by bloodshed in the world. They are the most mysterious except for the Chaofengwei, one of the three guards in waiting.

organize.

At this moment, Zhao Li, the chief eunuch of the Shrine, was sitting in the Shrine. After dismissing all the serving eunuchs, he was in a daze.

After thinking for a long time, his naturally gloomy face forced out an ugly smile and said to himself:

“I don’t know if it’s a blessing or a curse.”

——Separating line————

After crossing the Black Cloud Mountain, two young men, one carrying a sword and the other carrying a spear, looked at the wide official road and felt a sense of heroism in their hearts.

"Ah, I want to recite a poem about this situation!"

Wei Zigeng glanced at the beggar next to him who looked nothing like a beggar and said:

"Stop it, think about it, how many poems have you recited in the past few days? Are you making any mistakes here?"

Ever since he left Yuezhou City, Xu Yue has been like a wild horse running wild. He was originally a wild horse, but now this title is even more unworthy of the name.

"Looking far away, Lingzhou is far away; looking up close, Lingzhou is the hometown of the banished immortals, but there are no immortals in my hometown! How about my impromptu work? I even think I am more suitable for studying than Xu Yin."

Along the way, he wrote countless poems, and each one started like this.

Wei Zigeng looked disdainful, then thought of something, took out a book and a small red gourd from his arms, and threw them to Xu Yue who was standing aside.

"Here, here you go, this is the gourd in Jiang Li's hand. It's a small object, and it's extremely precious. There's only one in the world. You have to keep it well and don't show it to anyone unless absolutely necessary!"

Xu Yue excitedly took the red gourd that was thrown over him, and kept playing with it happily. Xu Yue couldn't put it down because of its round hands.

It was only after a long time that he noticed that there was still a half-thread-bound book with a blue cover.

"Huh? Zi Geng, what is this book? Immortal-killing flying knife?!"

Wei Zigeng looked at the official road ahead and said:

"This is the famous stunt of Jiang Li, the second gear leader of Anxing Village, the Immortal-Destroying Flying Knife. This book is the secret book of the Immortal-Destroying Flying Knife. Before he died, he asked me to find a successor, so I gave it to you.

"

Xu Yue's face turned cold, and his heart felt chilly. He prepared to destroy the secret book. Seeing this, Wei Zigeng hurriedly stopped him and asked:

"Why is this? Do you know how many monks dream of this!"

"I don't want to learn his secrets. He is not a good person, and the secrets are not a good thing either!"

He still remembered that the Anxing rebels invaded Yuezhou City that day. If not for this, Old Man Xu and Mr. Zheng would not have died.

Wei Zigeng shook his head and said:

"The secret book does not distinguish between good and bad. If you use it to do good, then it is the best and kindest secret book in the world. Otherwise, it is the worst and most evil."

After thinking about it, it seemed to make some sense. Xu Yue smiled and put the secret book into his arms. He was actually very willing to learn it, but he just needed a reason, and Wei Zigeng happened to send this reason to him.

Looking at the gourd in the palm of his hand, Xu Yue looked left and right, took off the plug from the mouth of the gourd and looked inside again, but he didn't see anything interesting.

"Eh? What's the word for this gourd? I think it's no different from an ordinary gourd."

Wei Zigeng said:

"This gourd is one of the three magic weapons. In addition to its general function of storing objects, it can also absorb the pure power of the five elements as well as earth, fire, water, and wind. In addition, there are seventy-two immortal-killing flying knives in the gourd. You can use it to store Qi.

The machine pours it into it, and when you need to collect the items, just shout "Please treasure gourd to swallow the treasure". If you need to take out some specific things, you only need to shout "please treasure gourd to turn around" to take it out. In theory, as long as

Everything that exists in this world can be included in it.”

Xu Yue was stunned for a moment after hearing this. He never imagined that this humble red gourd in his hand could be so powerful, and he felt even more precious at the moment.

After walking along the official road for nearly three days, we finally saw the city head ahead, which was Lingzhou City.

Jiangnan Road, Lingzhou City, the most prosperous place in the south of the Yangtze River, consists of sixteen prefectures including Wuzhou, Yinzhou and Qingzhou. It faces Taihu Lake and looks vast, with vast mist and water touching the sky.

Wei Zigeng said to Xu Yue when he looked at the legendary Lingzhou City in the world:

"When it comes to Lingzhou, there is one person who will never let him start the topic."

Xu Yue still looked at the Five Elements Swallowing Treasure Gourd and said:

"Who?"

"Exiled Immortal, Li Canglan."

Li Canglan, the banished immortal, held a sword for the first time at the age of four. He had read all the sword manuals in the world at the age of ten without any sect.

The sword cultivator who entered the Fourth Realm of Middle School challenged Han Jiangxue, a master of swordsmanship who had long been famous in Lingzhou at that time, and only used eighteen moves.

At the age of sixteen, there was no one around him in Jiangnan. At this time, he had already reached the upper three realms of Tianxuan Realm. His talent was so outstanding that he was called a banished immortal.

Some people sometimes praise and say: This sword comes from Lingzhou Li, and no hero in the world can defeat it.

For those who used swords at that time, Li Canglan was the mountain in their hearts and the inner demon in their hearts. Although his grace attracted countless people to take up the kendo, it also almost brought the kendo to its knees.

When he was twenty years old, Li Canglan crossed Taihu Lake in one fell swoop. It was in this year that he met a woman, and this woman became his biggest inner demon.

"And that woman was the eldest lady of Jiangnan Villa, one of the three giants in Jiangnan at that time, Yang Chuyu, who was known as Yangliu Green Silk Ribbon in the world."

Wei Zigeng spoke vividly, and Xu Yue was fascinated by what he said. Although he often heard some storytellers preach some secrets about Jiang in taverns and tea stalls in Yuezhou City, he never heard about the banished immortals and the eldest lady of Jiangnan Villa.

Have heard of it.

"What happened next? What happened next? What happened to the banished immortal and the eldest lady of Jiangnan Villa?"

Wei Zigeng paused for a moment and said:

"Twenty years ago, during the battle in Yanyu Lane in Jiangnan, the banished immortal Li Canglan disappeared from the rivers and lakes, and his life and death were unknown. Only a sword was left on the roof of Yuejiang Tower. The eldest lady has not yet married, and now she has become Jiangnan

The owner of the mountain villa."

Xu Yue said "Oh" thoughtfully, and then his eyes fell on the sword behind Wei Zigeng.

"Legendary swordsmen would all give their swords a name, and the name would be impressive when fighting. What about yours? Do you have any cool names?"

Wei Zigeng shook his head. It's not that he hasn't thought about it, but he has never had a suitable name. Firstly, this sword belongs to Su Qier, and he is just borrowing it now. Secondly, his level is limited and he really can't think of a good name.

.

He often thought that it would be great if Zhou Ying was here. She was so knowledgeable and it would not be difficult to come up with a good name.

But, she is no longer here.

He was stunned for a moment, but Xu Yue kept chattering in his ear.

"Think about it, we have to walk thousands of miles on this journey and see the rivers and mountains at a glance. If you don't give your sword a decent name, in the future you will make a name for yourself in the world. When someone comes to challenge you, will you say "a name"?

See the grace of your shabby long sword? You can’t keep saying “sword comes out”, right…”

"Wait, what did you just say!"

Wei Zigeng was stunned for a moment, then interrupted his words and looked at Xu Yue with burning eyes. The latter was a little confused by his eyes and said:

"A glimpse of your shabby long sword? You can't keep using it?"

"No, the previous sentence!"
To be continued...
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