The majestic palace is majestic and vast, revealing the aura of the emperor everywhere.
In the Hall of Wende, the old emperor was lying on his side, softly covered with golden silk. Three or two palace maids and eunuchs were serving him attentively. The emperor's slightly closed eyes were immersed in enjoyment. When he heard the footsteps, he slowly opened his eyes, his old eyes staring closely at Zhao Zhengli.
The judgmental gaze could be felt from hundreds of meters away. Zhao Zhengli was not timid at all; he still followed the old Heavenly Master and walked towards the palace in a hurry. He walked into the Hall of Wende under this gaze and walked away from the limp old master. The emperor was several meters away.
Tianshi Zhao was wearing a white Taoist robe, raised his hands and saluted: "See you, Your Majesty!"
Zhao Zhengli also handed over his hands: "See Your Majesty!"
The old emperor did not answer. He still stared closely at the slumped Zhao Zhengli. When he received no answer, the old man and the young man bowed their waists. They lowered their heads and waited. After some time on the soft couch, he slowly said: "I'll say hello to you two." Give me a seat!"
Hearing the sound, the little eunuch hurriedly ran down and brought a golden nan chair for the two of them. The old emperor tried to get up, and the old eunuch Cao Yan quickly stepped forward to help him. After he sat upright, he looked at the old man and the young man: "Qingcheng Xiaotaoist Master Are you still used to it in the capital?"
To the old emperor's probing question, Zhao Zhengli responded with neither humility nor arrogance: "Your Majesty, monks have a home all over the world, and it is a blessing to be able to practice in the prosperous Tianshi Mansion in the capital. All this is thanks to your majesty and the old Tianshi's kindness. "
Zhao Zhengli expressed euphemistically that it was the same all over the world. He was grateful to the Tianshi Mansion and the old emperor for being able to come to the capital. The implication was that he had nothing to do with other forces.
The old emperor asked again: "I heard that besides the master and servants of the Yu family, there are three other people who followed the Taoist priest to Beijing? Do you know the details of these three people?"
Zhao Zhengli said truthfully: "The two sisters of the Bi family were disciples of the Bihua Sword Sect in Shu. The sect was destroyed by the former Shu County prefect. They participated in the suppression of bandits and the destruction of Shu with Xiaodao. The other Zhang Ziya was acquainted with Zitong Qiqufeng on the way to the north. , he went north full of passion and wanted to join the army to regain the land of Yanyun, so Xiaodao let him go with him, but unexpectedly he got into great trouble as soon as he came to the capital."
The old emperor rubbed his temples and closed his eyes: "I understand! Two Taoist priests, please step aside!"
Zhao Zhengli was a little confused. Is this the end of the question?
Only then did the Heavenly Master carefully ask: "Your Majesty, how should we deal with Zhang Ziya?"
The old emperor collapsed again. Several eunuchs and maids hurriedly came forward to beat their legs and rub their shoulders. The emperor closed his eyes and said: "I have arranged for the imperial army to arrest him. If he is caught, he will be imprisoned in the Ministry of War first!"
The old man and the young man were about to bow and leave, but the old emperor suddenly added: "If we haven't caught him by dawn tomorrow, I'll ask the Heavenly Master to come forward."
The Heavenly Master cupped his hands and replied: "I obey the decree!"
Then the two Taoist priests slowly exited the Wende Hall. Zhao Zhengli was absent-minded on the way back. The two left the palace and walked on the Imperial Street towards the Tianshi Mansion. Zhao Lao Tianshi looked at his languid appearance and smiled: "Boy, you You don’t understand the holy will!”
Zhao Zhengli glanced at him. This was the first time he had such close contact with this Master Zhao. He had a kind face and kind eyes, a silver beard and white hair. He didn't have the airs of a great master at all. This made Zhao Zhengli feel better. But at this moment, when he was in a low mood, Zhao Zhengli glanced at him. Smiling, I always felt a bit gloating, so I asked, "What is the holy intention?"
He straightened his brows and stroked his beard: "His Majesty is obviously favoring you, and now he is even favoring your friends. Do you know why Zhang Ziya was arrested so quickly? And then imprisoned in the Ministry of War?"
Zhao Zhengli shook his head.
The Heavenly Master explained to him: "Capturing him as soon as possible is to prevent accidents. After all, he has offended all the literati in the dynasty. Those poor scholars are the best at revenge. The revenge of scholars is not like those who practice martial arts and Taoism and only take their lives. They are not only cruel but also take their lives; An important person's reputation is ruined. The imperial court usually detains prisoners in Dali Temple and Imperial Prison. Do you know why they chose the Ministry of War?"
Without waiting for Zhao Zhengli to answer, he continued: "Because the Ministry of War is managed by Yu Shangshu, and Yu Shangshu did not participate in any party struggles in the court and only obeyed the emperor's orders. In addition, if you come to Beijing and have a good relationship with Yu Shangshu, he will more or less take care of you." Your friends are one or two, at least they won’t give in to you.”
After he sorted it out like this, Zhao Zhengli immediately understood the twists and turns, secretly sighing at the complexity of this officialdom. Zhao Zhengli suddenly remembered something and asked: "Your Majesty treats me like this, is it possible that you are looking at the face of the old Celestial Master? Because the old Celestial Master has some tricks. You can't detect the partiality. Also, I would like to ask the Heavenly Master, is there really a 'Dragon and Tiger Heavenly Pill' in Longhu Mountain?"
Master Zhao was startled and glanced at him from the corner of his eye. He said that it was really possible. Master Zhao decisively asked, "Why do you suddenly ask about the Dragon Tiger Pill?"
Zhao Zhengli felt that he was deliberately avoiding the previous topic, so he switched to Longhu Dan and said: "In the past, Xiaodao was fighting with an old woman from Nanzhao in Sichuan, and accidentally got poisoned by the poison of ten thousand corpses. Surprisingly, he survived that day. Finally, he found that the poison was forced The seal was in the palm of his hand, and then he went north and was attacked again. In order to force the enemy to escape from the path, he forcibly removed the poison. He thought that he would die and disappear, but he finally came back to life. According to the explanation of the people who were traveling with him, he said that except for the gods of the fairy mountain in the East China Sea, The medicine has the ability to bring the dead back to life, and only the Dragon and Tiger Heavenly Pill in the world has it. That day when the imperial court conferred the title, I heard from the Heavenly Master that you had investigated Xiaodao's life experience. May I ask if the Heavenly Master can solve Xiaodao's confusion?"
This problem has troubled Zhao Zhengli for a long time, and now he just found the right opportunity to speak out.
The old Heavenly Master was not surprised at all. He twirled his beard and walked while looking at the scenery of the Royal Street: "Everything between heaven and earth has its own destiny. If you think it is difficult to understand things, there will be answers as time goes by."
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Zhao Zhengli did not ask further questions. The other party was obviously trying to hide his identity, but he was certain that he knew the details. He thought he wanted to ask whether he looked like someone? He can let the grand master and civil servants talk about it in the court. Seeing that he is so perfunctory now, there is no point in asking.
It was obviously his first time in the capital, so why was he so closely related to the imperial court?
Returning to the Tianshi Mansion, the old Tianshi disappeared again. Zhao Zhengli picked up Qi Yunshan's "Tai Su Dual Realm" again. Just when he was calming down and focusing on it, a guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes suddenly appeared. Zhao Zhengli knew it without even looking. Wudang Zhang Baishang glanced at him and ignored him.
Zhang Baishan looked at the "Taisu Dual Realm" in his hand and clicked his tongue: "These records are just superficial. As long as you accept the challenge, I will recommend Qi Yunshan's true disciple to you, how about it?"
Zhao Zhengli blinked: "Do you really want to fight?"
Zhang Baishan nodded like a woodpecker: "Different sects have their strengths and weaknesses. Only through actual combat can we learn experience. What can we learn from books?"
Zhao Zhengli put down the book in his hand: "Then let's make gestures!"
Zhang Baishan immediately grinned with ecstasy: "Okay, let's go to the martial arts field."
Zhao Zhengli secretly thought that this guy was really belligerent. It seemed unreasonable to refuse several invitations. He was also curious about Wudang Taoism, but he happened to be upset and couldn't find a place to vent his anger.
There are no strict requirements for martial arts competitions in Tianshi Mansion. You can discuss freely according to your own discretion. The prerequisite is that the public property of Tianshi Mansion must not be damaged.
The Tianshi Mansion is very large, but there are only about ten people there, all of them are geniuses. Whenever there is any disturbance, it will spread to everyone's ears instantly. When they hear that Zhao Zhengli of the Qingcheng Sect is fighting with Zhang Baishan of the Wudang Sect, even Song Maoling, who doesn't like to join in the fun, is worried. It’s rare to watch a battle.
Next to him was a man who looked like a frail scholar. He was wearing a thirty-inch waist knife. The curved scabbard was dark and dark. Just looking at it made him feel chilly.
This person is Qi Yun Shan Yang Zhi Ming. He is in his early thirties, with a face like a scholar. His Taoism is above the peak of a master. He is a master of the Tianshi Mansion. His waist sword is named 'Wumang'. He has been in the Tianshi Mansion for several years and is familiar with the attic classics.
In addition, there are Xu Changzai from Jiangnan Road who carries a copper coin sword, Nangong Liu, a feminine and beautiful man, He Qijun, a slightly greasy man, and others.
The guys who usually live in seclusion all focused their attention on the two people in the lake martial arts field.
They are busy practicing, reading, and martial arts competitions every day. They are one of the few entertainments that attract people to watch. Although there are often people competing, it is not as lively as today, because the protagonist is Qingcheng sect Zhao Zhengli's debut in the Tianshi Mansion. ’, so he is particularly attractive. After all, his name is so famous in the world, and everyone is curious.
Zhang Baishan, who was in the martial arts arena, was holding a silver spear. His blue Taoist robe was undulating in the breeze, and he looked a bit magnanimous. Zhao Zhengli was carrying the purple Yang sword given by the Taoist leader on his back, and stood quietly on the edge watching Zhang Baishan. .
The two looked at each other and saluted. Zhang Baishan took the lead in kicking the tail of the gun with one foot, lunging across the gun, using his waist to shake the gun and attack Zhao Zhengli. The silver gun was like a spinning snake. The distance between the two was only three meters. Zhang Baishan stepped forward. The spear stabbed straight, Zhao Zhengli ducked sideways, and the spear tip missed and swept forward. Zhao Zhengli raised his sword to resist and took a step closer to Zhang Baishan. The blade of the sword rubbed against the barrel of the gun, creating sparks.
Zhang Baishan lost the long-distance attack advantage of the spear, turned around and held the middle end of the spear, using it as a club. He held the flower spear across his waist to prevent Zhao Zhengli from getting closer, and the silver spear in his hand danced with a sound.
Zhao Zhengli suddenly jumped up and slashed with his sword. Zhang Baishan raised his gun to the side. Zhao Zhengli used his body to fall and kicked him in the chest. Zhang Baishan raised his leg and kicked him hard. The powerful impact caused the two of them to bounce back several steps.
Zhang Baishan smiled: "Be careful!"
He must have been thin, holding a gun with one hand, and attacked Zhao Zhengli again with the force of a cloud dragon. The silver gun was pulled out of sight by him, and turned into a big silver bell in the air, with silver light condensed from the true energy; Firmly protected within it, the silver bell rubbed against the air and sounded a "buzzing" sound.
Zhao Zhengli raised his sword and swung out a "Fire Finger", and the majestic zhenqi struck the silver bell, making a huge chime. "Dang!" The aftermath of the zhenqi spread in all directions, and everyone watching the battle dismissed it with a wave of his hand.
After testing, Zhao Zhengli swung his long sword and struck it down. His true energy transformed into a nearly ten-meter giant sword and landed hard on the silver bell. The silver bell cracked directly. Zhang Baishan dragged the aftermath of the crack and approached Zhao Zhengli; waiting for the silver bell Disintegrated, he tilted the tip of the gun.
This shot exploded and pierced through the giant clock of zhenqi. Zhao Zhengli had to beware of the zhenqi fragments that exploded from the giant bell. He also had to resist his clever shot. Normal people would have been overwhelmed. Zhao Zhengli turned around and held the sword flower to scatter the fragments of the silver bell. A burst of true energy rose from under his feet, and he moved sideways for several meters like a ghost. With a blazing soul-stirring finger from the air, Zhang Baishan's true energy was defeated, making two "clang" sounds.
The movements were coherent and completed in one go, and the onlookers clapped and applauded.
Only Qi Yun Shan Yang Zhiming and the sixth prince Song Maoling could see that Zhao Zhengli had held back just now.
The two of them followed up with more than ten moves. Zhang Baishan attacked more and more fiercely. He used Wudang Twenty-Four Heavenly Gang and Seventy-two Earthly Evils. The power was amazing. No wonder Zhang Baishan always wanted to find someone to fight. He has so many special skills. .
Zhao Zhengli did not dare to make any excuses. He was secretly glad that the eight meridians of the Qi Meridian were thick and had enough zhenqi to be quickly transferred and consumed. In the past, it was difficult for him to guarantee that he could beat Zhang Baishan of Wudang. He had to admit that the inheritance of Zhenwu Dojo was abnormal. The kind of transforming the true energy of heaven and earth into yin and yang almost deduce the meaning of returning to nature.
The two sides gained a lot of insights from the battle. They fought hundreds of times and there was no difference between the winner and the loser. Of course, the premise was not to go all out. Just like fighting Song Maoling in Shu, the two stopped at about the same time.
On the top floor of the attic of "Taoist Guiyi", Heavenly Master Zhao glanced back and muttered: "The fight is quite conservative! Young people still can't let go."
