At the bottom of deep valleys and high mountains, wild birds roost in the cold, and the south wind remains cool.
Liu Quansheng got his wish and slept soundly on a haystack.
When I wake up, yesterday and today have merged into one.
a long distance away.
Under the twilight of long autumn, on a high hill in a wild mountain, a young scholar with a square shape, beautiful features, a nose as straight as a peak, and a green shirt with a sword slanted on it, sat on the top of the peak, facing the north and looking at the sky, his face blank. His expression was very cold.
The blood-like setting sun shines through the gauze-like clouds and reflects on the young scholar's face, making him look a bit cold and bloodthirsty.
If you step forward and take a closer look, you will see that the young scholar's eyes are red and there is a scroll of ancient slips in front of him.
The ancient slips seem to have been corroded by thousands of years and are slightly worn. On the front page of the ancient slips, the two characters "blood sacrifice" are clearly visible, but the words "blood sacrifice" are like fattened piglets, shiny and shiny. The red ink in it is like a slowly surging stream, churning back and forth, making people feel boundless fear at the first sight.
Wherever there was "Blood Sacrifice", the young scholar knew without guessing that it was Jiang Ruisheng.
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On that day, Jiang Ruisheng was seriously injured by the tiger scold Shen in the white mountains and black waters of Chisong County, and was brought back to Quzhou by the loyal steward Xiahou.
Shen Nai, one of the twelve dead men who scolded the tiger, had a tricky swordsmanship and ruthless attacks. Under his powerful blow, Jiang Ruisheng had almost no chance of surviving.
When he first returned to Quzhou, Jiang Ruisheng's limbs were stiff, his face was covered with the marks of the King of Hell, and he was withered like a shriveled yellow cabbage leaf. His cheekbones were high, his eye sockets were sunken, his eyes were weakly closed, and his breathing was very weak. , his breath could only come out, and he could no longer speak. It was obvious that he was on his deathbed.
If this was the child of an ordinary family or an ordinary high-ranking official, there would definitely be no way to save the day, and the family would be ready to tidy up and have a funeral.
However, as Jiang Ruisheng was the only son of Jiang Feng, the powerful Quzhou Mu in the Central Plains, Jiang Feng naturally did not allow himself to have no heirs.
Therefore, Jiang Feng used all the political forces at his disposal, cast a wide net in the nine states of the Han Dynasty, and advertised widely, looking for a panacea and a hidden master. However, God did not allow it, and the imperial family wanted to eliminate them. The world's noble families are so fast, how could they let go of such an opportunity to annihilate the Jiang family that dominates Quzhou?
Under the instruction of Emperor Liu Yan, Changshui Guard took advantage of the vast moonlight to spread the news that "Jiang clan members are not allowed to be employed" to every corner of the Han Empire. Every night, you will see Changshui Guard pa On the wall of a certain Jianghu gang.
Liu Yan's move further alienated the relationship between the Tian family royal family and the Jiang family in Quzhou, and also laid the foundation for Jiang Feng to become angry and declare himself king in the future.
Getting back to the subject, in short, Jiang Feng’s efforts to spend a lot of money to seek out good doctors were in vain.
In the end, it was Jiang Feng and his father Jiang Cang who loved his grandson so much that he quietly went to the Western Regions alone. After spending one hundred thousand gold and thousands of horses from the Central Plains, he found a capable hermit who made an exception and came out of the mountain to save Jiang Rui's life. , returned the soul.
Jiang Ruisheng was able to regain his life.
No one expected that Jiang Ruisheng, who led a thousand elite members of the Jiang family, would be decimated by a fledgling unknown. Not even Jiang Xingze, known as "Little Zhuge", had expected this.
Jiang Ruisheng's defeat could not help but plummet the prestige of the Jiang family, and even produced a series of chain reactions.
Jiang Feng's original plan to expand his private army came to nothing. Some wealthy nobles in Quzhou who had promised to support the Jiang family closed their doors and adopted a wait-and-see attitude. At the same time, Jiang Ruisheng's cross-border killings also caused concern in Chang'an. Er'er's dissatisfaction with Jiang Feng reached its peak.
The Jiang family spent a lot of effort and money to save Jiang Ruisheng, but their own vitality was greatly damaged, which made Jiang Feng furious.
Jiang Feng did not have the ability to spread this evil fire directly on the Tian family. As the secret hand, the Huhu Gang naturally took over Jiang Feng's raging anger.
So, in retaliation, Jiang Feng ordered Jiang Xingze to hire Jianghu Caomang and spend a lot of money to collect information on the agents of the Kuhu Gang. Once he got the news about the Kuhu Gang, he would personally lead his troops to destroy them.
In order to serve as a warning to others, Jiang Feng ordered his men to cut off the heads of the dead soldiers of the Cuhu Gang who had been killed, strung them together with strings, and hung them on the head of Taihao City.
We don't know whether this trick works or not. Anyway, the sound of children crying at night in Taihao City has almost disappeared.
In less than a month, Jiang Feng had wiped out all the tiger-repelling gangs deployed around Taihao City and in Fanggu and Dezhao counties. The tentacles of the tiger-repelling dead soldiers in the two counties had no choice but to withdraw back to Huaxing. In the county, the Huhu Gang no longer has a foothold in Fanggu and Dezhao counties.
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The plums are golden, the apricots are fat, the wheat flowers are white and the cauliflowers are sparse.
No one passes through the fence during the long day, only dragonflies and butterflies fly.
"Slay hundreds of beasts and kill heroes, and the Tao will come naturally."
Under dusk, Jiang Ruisheng was alone, silently reciting the motto "Blood Sacrifice". As he finished reciting the motto, his eyes were no longer red. According to the prediction on Taibai Mountain on the day when Xiahou Liuhuo died, Jiang Ruisheng should have entered the realm of things.
"Blood Sacrifice" Kung Fu is simple to say, but extremely complicated to perform. To put it more bluntly, it means to keep killing people and beasts and refining their essence for my use. The more you kill, the more refined essence you will get. The more, the higher the realm.
To be able to achieve great success in a short period of time, I have to admire Jiang Ruisheng's perseverance and perseverance.
As for the number of people and animals Jiang Ruisheng killed behind this entry, how many crimes he committed.
I'm afraid only Jiang Ruisheng himself knows.
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In ancient times, when discussing the overall situation of success or failure, there is no need to pick out the smallest details of words and deeds. The responsibilities are heavy and the grievances are many.
Jiang Ruisheng was not ashamed of his defeat in Chisong County. Instead, he was immersed in the joy of entering the country.
A ray of cold wind blew by, and Jiang Ruisheng suddenly came back to his senses. A murderous look suddenly appeared in his eyebrows, and his eyes were filled with coldness. "The ancients said, the lonely mountain is covered with grass, who can rely on the east wind?"
"The realm of things is in my hand, I am the east wind!"
After my father's death, I have no home. Without a home, I have no support. In this world, the weak eat the strong. Now, I, Jiang Ruisheng, have become stronger. I am my own support.
Jiang Ruisheng sat alone on the top of the mountain, like a strong weed growing in the cracks, brave and lonely.
Once such a person becomes powerful, he is either a great good or a great evil.
A wisp of breeze passed by, and a tall man with a plain scarf wrapped his face came walking on the wind and stood in front of Jiang Ruisheng. He had an obvious look of dust and looked like he should be about the same age as Jiang Ruisheng.
Jiang Ruisheng sat motionless when he smelled the arrival.
The visitor put his hands behind his back and was full of energy. He smiled at Jiang Ruisheng and said, "Haha! As expected of Young Master Jiang, what a spirit!"
Jiang Ruisheng ignored the visitor's joke and instead said to himself, "Haha! Ji Le Fengdu is mysterious and unpredictable. There are very few documents handed down from ancient times. Legend has it that Ji Le Feng is a member of the Yin and Yang family. According to "Yang Xiong" written by Yang Xiong in the late Western Han Dynasty "Tai Xuan Jing" is a holy scripture. At first, he took pleasure in speculating on human life, tampering with human life, and playing with human life. Later, the family heads of the successive generations combined the thoughts of Confucianism, Taoism, and Yin and Yang to develop a set of secret techniques for puppet manipulation and some various sorcery. When my father planned Quzhou, he provided a large number of corpses to Ji Le Fengdu for experimental research because of the killings and wars. Ji Le Fengdu was grateful to the Quzhou Jiang family and surrendered to my Jiang family."
The young man narrowed his eyes and leaned towards Jiang Ruisheng. He looked a little tired. He raised his eyebrows and said displeasedly, "It's a beautiful twilight. Why are you talking about this? It's bad luck."
The two of them seemed to have been old friends for many years, and they talked without restraint.
Jiang Ruisheng looked at the visitor slightly, and raised his thin lips slightly, "There have been no corpses in the past few years. Ji Lefeng has been a little dissatisfied with my Jiang family's rule! Am I right? Situ Xiangtian?"
"Yes! Yes, yes, yes! What is wrong with what Master Jiang said?"
The person in front of me is none other than the young master of Ji Le Fengdu, Situ Xiangtian.
The young master of Ji Le Fengdu, Situ Xiangtian, laughed and laughed like a worm, squirming on the ground. Finally, he sat crookedly opposite Jiang Ruisheng and said with a smile, "However, people have right and wrong, but things are not right or wrong. The secret method, There is no right or wrong. Except for my father and me, the previous family heads have never harmed anyone with these secret techniques! Naturally, the evil magic that Young Master Jiang mentioned does not exist!"
Situ Xiangtian pointed at Jiang Ruisheng, narrowed his eyes and said, "Just like the "Blood Sacrifice" you are practicing now, it was originally only used to treat blood fever and kidney deficiency and essence deficiency. After several generations of improvements, it has become a miraculous method. Haha! Fortune plays tricks on people!"
Seeing that Situ Xiangtian did not answer Jile Fengdu's attitude towards the Jiang family, but instead talked about mysterious and mysterious truths, Jiang Ruisheng did not hesitate too much, looked directly at Situ Xiangtian and said, "It is rumored that your father Already lived one hundred and fifty years?"
"No!"
Situ Xiangtian smiled under the mask, and you could feel it through the mask. This smile was evil and charming, "When Emperor Huan of the Han Dynasty was here, my father was there; Cao Cao was called the King of Wei, and Sun Quan was called the Great Emperor. He He is there; the Three Kingdoms were unified, and he is still there; the Qin and the Han Dynasties are fighting for hegemony, and he is still there! Haha, people today can live longer than Peng Zu, don’t you think it’s strange!”
"I have lived for one hundred and fifty years, and you are the only son?"
Jiang Ruisheng rubbed his forehead and sighed slightly, "It's quite sad!"
"Haha! If my father can live longer, I won't be sad. Besides, I don't know if he is my father or my grandfather or great-grandfather, who cares!"
Situ Xiangtian laughed, then asked with a smile, "Brother Jiang, have you ever heard of my bone-removing and marrow-replacing technique in Bliss Fengdu?"
Jiang Ruisheng shook his head, expressing his ignorance.
He actually didn't want to know, because he had already guessed the result from the four words "removing bones and replacing marrow".
"It doesn't matter if you don't know. Today I want you to know and learn a lot!"
Situ Xiangtian smiled and said happily, "More than a hundred years ago, my father understood the changes in yin and yang and the five elements. Combined with the magic doctor Hua Tuo's ability to cut open the abdomen and back, and remove the accumulation, he developed the technique of bone removal and marrow replacement. . To put it bluntly, bone transplantation and marrow replacement means that when a person's functions are aging and his life span is about to end, the muscles, bones, flesh, spirit, and energy of his loved ones are used for his own use to ensure that his blood is strong, his bones are strong, and his muscles are healthy and fleshy. , colorful and plump, thus extending life.”
Jiang Ruisheng took a deep breath and glanced at Situ Xiangtian sympathetically.
It's harder for you to deal with such a father than for me!
