He Wuping's biggest concern is that in the past year, his master Dong Ningyang and his uncle Zhang Ziyang, who is in charge of the capital's gate, are both at critical breakthroughs because of practicing their unique skill "Yinfu Zhenjing".
Outsiders only know that the nine sons of Jiuyang are in seclusion, so naturally few know about their realm. As the successor of the new generation under the Nine Sons, He Wuping naturally shoulders more responsibilities. As for Jiuzi, in order to practice cultivation, he naturally ignored these worldly things.
The largest faction in the Central Plains, which was originally extremely confident, first encountered the crisis of the ancestral court. Now that the emperor passed away, I thought I could breathe a sigh of relief, but I didn't expect something would happen to the Nine Suns Sect!
He Wuping never thought that he would encounter such a thing, and that the Nine Suns Sect would encounter such a thing!
This can be said to be the first time that the Jiuyang Sect has encountered such a thing since its founding.
Looking at Fu Zhaozhi, who was sitting firmly on the horse with a resolute look on his face and giving orders calmly and naturally, He Wuping knew that there was no turning back. Facing this biggest crisis, he could only look at the fellow disciples around him, as well as the fellow disciple named Zhi who was desperately trying to attack Fu Zhaozhi.
I originally thought that I was about to take off in the Jiuyang Sect, but I didn't expect that after receiving instructions from the elders in the sect, I realized that the sect was about to suffer the greatest crisis in the Central Plains.
Not to mention He Wuping's mood at this time, he saw that the soldiers here had already surrounded the gate of Jiuyang Palace of Jiuyang Sect. But the bearded man named Qu, who had been tossing in the air, actually had a proud smile in his eyes.
It seemed that he was trying his best to fight against the guards around Fu Zhaoju. After all, the personal guards around Fu Zhaozhi are all elites trained by Fu Yanqing over the years. Although they cannot be compared with the masters in the arena, they can all be said to be people who have experienced bloody battles.
This Taoist priest named Zhi is obviously very skilled, because he is a true innate master. Even in the face of these attacks, especially the close attacks of the three people, they were obviously somewhat comfortable.
Others can't tell. After all, this fight is full of tricks and looks gorgeous. In fact, they are all tricks. The sword in his hand and the moves at his feet are often just clicks.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this is obviously the right trick. He acted like a show, as if he wanted Fu Zhaozhi to attack the Jiuyang Sect. The sword in his hand kept using force, and when it came into contact with the opponent, it would swing away.
At this time, He Wuping, who had no time since ancient times, naturally could not think of the thoughts of this brother named Zhi. Of course, he was not worried about this senior brother, because he knew that this senior brother was a master of martial arts. He was known as Xiaoba Daozhi Wuhen in the arena that day, and his skills were definitely better than those of ordinary senior brothers.
It is said that he and Qu Wushang, another left-handed swordsman, came in at the same time. The two were once friends and offended a big shot in the world. But I don't know why I joined the master's school later and modified the "Nine Sun Sword Technique" of the Nine Sun Sect.
Zhi Wuhen's methods and understanding were extremely strong, and he quickly stood out among the sect. Now he is the leader among the three generations of disciples.
A war in this world can often be triggered by a small thing!
And a decision made by some people may affect the lives of a group of people! It seems that Qu Wuhen's behavior at this moment is affecting the disciples of Jiuyang Sect.
Seeing the soldiers coming in like a tide, with their horses and horses neighing, He Wuping suddenly felt that his head went blank. Although he saw the scene with his own eyes, he seemed to have completely forgotten how to act.
At this time, he knew that he had failed in the first step. Faced with the imperial court's will, even if he didn't know whether it was the real will, he knew that he did not have time to deal with the other party. He clearly knew that this move was actually a decision that had little to do with him, but at this moment, it was already hard to let go of it in his heart.
In the Jiuyang Sect's gate, there is a Jiuyang Palace that is second only to the imperial palace.
This building, completely adhering to the Taoist style, was once a symbol of Tokyo. But at this moment, it was quiet here, facing the noise outside.
And on the roof of Zhen Guan, the highest point of Jiuyang Palace, two people were standing with their hands behind their hands, quietly watching everything happening at Fengyu Bridge outside.
A man with a sharp face and a calm demeanor, wearing a linen cassock, his bare head was somewhat translucent in the sun. And because of this smoothness, it makes him look full of holiness. He looked to be in his thirties, but his calm eyes made people feel his cultivation.
Next to him is a man with the same elegant temperament. He stands with his hands behind his back and his clothes are fluttering, as if he is an elegant immortal. Although neither of them spoke, his face looked ancient and clumsy with a hint of immortality, and his age was difficult to describe accurately.
Because he looked no older than fifty, but his eyes made people look very young. The eyes look young and bright, but they seem to be full of understanding of the vicissitudes of life. This is really a magical person, but he is also a Taoist priest wearing Taoist robes.
Although his dark and bright eyes have no emotional expression, if you look closely at them, you can see that they are as sharp as an eagle. Of course, because there was a monk standing next to him, there was a gentle smile in his eyes.
Both of them looked at Fengyu Bridge, as if the melee that happened in that moment was somewhat expected. Facing the tense action at this moment, there seemed to be no surprise in his expression.
Because the reaction of these soldiers was obviously that they didn't want to make peace, and in the courtyard of the Nine Sun Sect's gate, a large number of Nine Sun Sect disciples who had not evacuated suddenly came out. They obviously wanted to join this war with a huge disparity in numbers.
But when they saw the dark soldiers rushing towards them, their men and horses neighing, and the many disciples holding swords who persisted, they couldn't help but change their faces. This is the capital, not a place in the wilderness. If a war breaks out here, the horse army may not be able to take advantage, but the horse army's powerful crossbows are sharp weapons.
"What do you think when a real person sees this scene?" The monk with a calm face spoke calmly and revealed a rare elegance. He seemed to feel that the actions in front of him were just a game in front of him.
He did not look at the Taoist priest next to him, but looked at the fight on Fengyu Bridge with his eyes: "It is said that the crackdown in Zhaozhou that day was almost exactly the same as today's actions. Guo Rong is indeed not a kind person!"
Seeing that the declaration of war had been issued, the five hundred elite cavalry ordered by Fu Zhaozhi rushed directly towards the gate of Jiuyang Palace. Originally, we were only less than two hundred meters away, so we didn't even have to run to rein in the horse. But the sound of horse hooves running together seemed to shake the ground.
