Early this morning, An Yuxin returned to Anwuhou Mansion half-dead.
An Chengtai listened to An Yuxin's embellished story and immediately mobilized his troops to kill Miaoyin'an.
In An Yuxin's story, an unknown person colluded with Zhu Qingzhu Lan to lead An Yuxin and his guards into the valley.
If the guards hadn't risked their lives to protect him, An Yuxin would have died in the valley.
Hundreds of night ghosts were trapped and killed and the valley that was razed to the ground became his plan and military exploits.
It doesn't matter whether An Chengtai believes it or not. What's important is that An Chengtai should take the matter seriously.
What's more important is that An Yuxin said that the boy next to Zhu Qing and Zhu Lan casually used one of Zhu Lan's hairpins to lure out hundreds of night ghosts.
This is An Chengtai's purpose.
Two thousand soldiers of the Yumen Army lined up in front of the mountain gate of Miaoyin Temple. This has never happened before.
Until now, Xi Mo State has not been as turbulent as the Hundred Thousand Mountains. There has never been any conflict between the sects here and the Great Chu court.
Most Buddhists are pure-minded and have little to do with fighting for power and gain.
But today An Chengtai has come to the door.
As soon as Yu Zhi came down from the mountain, an arrow shot towards Yu Zhi.
Yu Zhi did not hide, but stood still.
The arrow flew past Yu Zhi's ear and entered the jungle.
The powerful display caught Yu Zhi by surprise, but it did not scare Yu Zhi.
An Chengtai slowly put down the bow and arrow wrapped in animal skin in his hand, and looked at the young man walking out of the mountain.
"Who are you?" An Chengtai asked.
Yu Zhi still said the same words as last night. "Just a nobody."
An Chengtai snorted coldly and said: "Let Mingjing come down to see me, and you get out of my way."
Yu Zhi looked at An Chengtai with a smile on his lips.
"You are only a second-grade Martial Lord, and you deserve to be told to get out of here."
An Yuxin once told An Chengtai about the Yu Zhi in front of him, but An Yuxin also hid a lot. For example, the flattened valley was Yu Zhi's method.
An Chengtai looked at Yu Zhi in front of him and asked, "Are you the boy last night? Are you the one who wants to harm my son?"
Yu Zhi looked strange and said sarcastically: "Second-grade Wuhou, is your brain lacking? If I wanted to attack An Yuxin, could he still come back alive last night?"
Before An Chengtai could get angry, Yu Zhi took a step forward and looked at the two thousand soldiers of the Yumen Army.
"Marquis Anwu, go back. You know what a coward your own son is. You don't want to embarrass your Marquis Anwu Mansion, so let's stop here so you can take care of yourself."
How could An Chengtai be frightened by a young man.
He picked up the bow and arrow and stretched the bowstring into the shape of a full moon. The sharp edge of the arrow hit Yu Zhi's eyebrows.
"Young boy with a yellow mouth, you are seeking death!"
As soon as the words fell, arrows flew out.
At a distance of only a hundred steps, this arrow can even kill a tiger.
An Chengtai crossed his arms and waited for this ignorant boy to die.
But Yuzhi is not a tiger, he is more ferocious than a tiger.
"act recklessly."
Yu Zhi took a step forward, and the sound of sword chanting sounded. Among the thousands of pear blossom shadows, the sharp edge shot out from Yu Zhi's chest, and the sword light flashed thousands of feet.
The pear flower sword has always been hidden in the general's armor by Yu Zhi.
Buzz!
The arrow is divided into two halves starting from the arrowhead.
The next moment, Yu Zhi used "Instant Star", and his figure was like a shooting star. Yellow sand was flying on the ground, and strong winds were blowing, creating a grand sandstorm.
Between the flying sand and rocks, the sight of the two thousand soldiers was obscured.
An Chengtai narrowed his eyes, circulated his Qi, and was alert to everything in the storm.
"How can a second-grade Wuhou show off his prestige?" Yu Zhi's voice sounded in An Chengtai's ears.
Before An Chengtai could react, there was a sharp pain in his chest.
Yu Zhi was already close in front of him and kicked An Chengtai on the chest.
The sword light surged and cut down the flying flag.
Within a few breaths, the dust settled.
Yu Zhi stepped on An Chengtai's chest, and the tip of his sword approached the opponent's throat.
As long as Yu Zhi wanted to, he could kill An Chengtai at any time.
No one expected that the young man's methods were so powerful, and he captured An Chengtai with lightning speed.
The normally aloof Marquis Anwu was trampled under the young man's feet, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.
"I told you everything, so you can take care of yourself." Yu Zhi said helplessly.
In the past, he had always felt that if he could use his words, he should not use his hands.
But after traveling to so many places, from the northern border to Nanzhou, Yu Zhi also understood a truth. Some people are not worth the hassle.
At this time, An Chengtai, who was captured, still said harshly: "I am the Wuhou of the current dynasty, and your Majesty canonize you. If you dare to hit me, you are rebelling!"
"Noisy!" Yu Zhi raised his sword, and the sword light flowed out from An Chengtai's throat.
This sword wouldn't kill An Chengtai, but it was enough to let An Chengtai know Yu Zhi's attitude.
"You should know the truth of last night. I'll give you a chance to guard Yumen City."
With that said, Yu Zhi put away the pear blossom sword and walked towards the mountain.
With one man's strength, he captured Marquis Anwu alive and drove back two thousand soldiers of the Yumen Army.
This scene all fell in the eyes of the disciples of Miaoyin Temple.
The beautiful girls in their golden age looked at the young man with dazzling eyes, their hearts trembling.
"Senior Sister Xu, have you fallen in love with Mr. Yu?"
"Don't talk nonsense, that's the person brought back by the two Senior Sisters Zhu. No matter how much you like him, it's not my turn to wait."
"Hehe. I'm afraid even the two Senior Sisters Zhu don't have a chance. I heard that Mr. Yu has already had a wife. Haven't you ever heard of the sword-making mountain pear flower sword dance?"
"How can I know this when I'm just out of seclusion? Tell me quickly."
In the mountain path, a group of female disciples gathered together. They looked at Yu Zhi with their beautiful eyes and talked about the rumors on the Sword Making Mountain.
Listening to these words, Qiu Ruoruo couldn't help but feel a little proud in her heart.
I still have a keen eye, and I know that Brother Xiaoyu is not a thing in the pond.
Those in Kyoto who looked down upon Brother Xiaoyu could never have imagined that in just one year, Brother Xiaoyu would already be a world-famous young genius.
Zhu Qing watched Yu Zhi drive away An Chengtai cleanly, and still felt a little worried. "I'm afraid that Marquis Anwu won't let it go."
Zhu Lan said nonchalantly: "Sister, what are you worried about? With Mr. Yu here, why are you afraid of Marquis Anwu? Besides, if he dares to come and cause trouble, let's work together to capture him like Mr. Yu did."
Zhu Qing recalled the scene just now and couldn't help but look at Yu Zhi.
If I were alone, I would definitely not be able to carry out such a fierce offensive.
Neither his body skills nor his sword moves are as good as his.
Zhu Qing sighed and said, "Do you think we can really capture Marquis Anwu if we work together?"
Zhu Lan curled her lips and said, "I know I am not as good as Mr. Yu on my own. However, do you and I really have no chance when we combine our swords?"
Zhu Qing thought for a while and said, "There is a chance. But I can't do it as neatly as him."
"Master Yu's sword skills and body skills are all comparable to you and me. Besides, when it comes to timing... I just can't do it. Now that I think about it, even if we didn't give up on the Sword Making Mountain, It won’t cause much trouble to Mr. Yu.”
"In terms of swordsmanship, Mr. Yu's talent is already extraordinary."
Listening to Zhu Qing's praise, Qiu Ruoruo smiled as if she was praising herself.
...
In the next few days, An Chengtai didn't come looking for trouble again.
Yu Lan is also gradually studying how to detoxify Zen.
The poison of peacock feathers has been suppressed by another poison for a long time, and its toxicity is no longer as strong as before.
The cold air of the cold jade bed also helps Chanjing resist two strange poisons in the body.
In the past few decades, Zen Jing has been half asleep and half awake. Even when he wakes up, he is in a hazy state, as if he has lost his mind.
Yu Zhi had no chance to ask about the origin of the jade pendant in the shape of twisted flames.
"Lanlan. Are you really sure?" Yu Zhi said.
Yu Lan used a stone mortar to grind some medicinal materials, and sometimes looked at the medicine jar on the stove.
"Keeping her alive has been done now. But if we want to detoxify, it depends on you, Brother Xiaoyu."
Yu Zhi almost spit out the water in his mouth.
"Don't count on me. How can I detoxify it? What's more, it's a strange poison like peacock feathers."
Yu Lan looked at Yu Zhi seriously and said seriously: "Wouldn't it be better to use the green blue flame to swallow those toxins?"
Yu Zhi was stunned and his head went blank.
Why didn't I think of this idea?
Yu Lan continued: "My mother-in-law said that spiritual fires like Biluo Qingyan can burn everything in the world, and any strange poison is no exception. Wasn't this the same way that the seven insects and seven flower poisons on your body were removed?"
"However, her body is too weak. She still needs to nurse herself back to health for a few days. Brother Xiaoyu, you should also practice well on how to control Biluo Qingyan."
After Yu Zhi came to his senses, he said: "When I was detoxified, I also narrowly escaped death. Master Chanjing was in a coma, and I was afraid that the Biluo Qingyan would burn her clean."
When Yu Zhi detoxifies, the battle is whether the Biluo Qingyan will devour the Seven Insects and Seven Flowers poison first, or whether it will burn Yu Zhi completely first.
Somehow, Yu Zhi survived with a little more luck.
Chan Jing's body is much weaker than Yu Zhi's.
"There is a cold jade bed in Miaoyin Temple. The cold air of the cold jade bed can reduce the damage caused by the Biluo Qingyan to Zen Jing Master." Yu Lan had already made a plan in his heart.
In the past few days, most of the prescriptions she wrote down were to regulate Zen Jing's body and restore Zen Jing's blood and body to life, in addition to suppressing toxicity.
Only by laying a good foundation can one withstand the burning of the blue blue flames.
...
In the Anwuhou Mansion in Yumen City, An Chengtai has not been idle these days. Instead, he has found out the identity of Yu Zhi.
After knowing that the other party was Yu Zhi, An Chengtai didn't want to be his enemy.
As far as Yu Zhi's deeds are concerned, what does this little second-grade Wuhou mean to him?
Today, An Chengtai was brought to the An family's ancestral temple by his father An Moshan.
An Moshan had long ignored the affairs of the An family and was obsessed with practicing. In recent years, An Chengtai and his son have not been seen much.
The appearance of An Moshan today also made An Chengtai confused.
Walking into the ancestral temple, behind the curling smoke are the spiritual tablets of the ancestors of the An family.
Before that, the An family had been an official in Ximo Prefecture, and it was only two generations since the generation of marquis from Anmo Mountain to An Chengtai.
For the vast majority of people who are not members of the royal family, the title of Marquis is already the highest official position in the officialdom.
"Chengtai, kneel down." An Moshan said.
Upon hearing this, An Chengtai knelt down and kowtowed to his ancestor's spiritual throne.
Looking up, An Chengtai saw an extremely strange sight - twisted golden flames rising out of the sky, rising like flowers and blooming.
