On Zhenxing Island, silk is flying.
Hong Jufeng sat in front of his father's memorial tablet with a solemn expression, wearing a suit of armor under his filial piety. Looking at Hong Zhenyuan's coffin, his eyes were filled with the flames of hatred.
"Young Master..." An elder from the sect walked into the mourning hall, hesitated for a moment, and then called out: "The banquet has begun."
Before Hong Zhenyuan was assassinated, he was preparing to attack the Caishi Islands. It happened that all the men and horses from his sect guarding the outlying islands were called back. Although they did not help in catching the assassin, it was good that it was convenient to have a banquet.
They spent the night on Zhenxing Island, and the funeral arrangements were made the next day. The white cloth was covered, the coffin was filled, and the whole island was waiting for the food to be served.
"I'm not going." Hong Jufeng shook his head and lowered his head and said, "I'm not in the mood to eat."
He sat on his knees, like a melancholy mountain of meat.
"Young Master!" Another servant on the island came forward and urged earnestly: "Since yesterday, you have eaten one suckling pig, one pot of meat porridge, two baskets of snacks, and four pots of broth... which is not enough for a normal day. You've lost weight after just one meal! Even if you're sad about your father, you can't just eat and drink..."
"I have nothing on my mind now except avenging my father. How can I be a human being if I don't avenge my father?!" Hong Jufeng said angrily, paused, his nose twitched twice, and then asked in a low voice: "Is there roast lamb?" ?"
"They are all golden sheep from the Western Regions. When roasted, they are fragrant and oily, and the meat is tender. They were originally prepared for the celebration banquet after the victory, and it happened to be held today." The attendant replied: "Why don't you leave some for the young master? A leg of lamb? How much to pad your belly."
"Put more garlic in the food." Hong Jufeng replied quickly without changing his expression.
"Yes." The attendant received the order and turned around to prepare.
Two more elders from the sect came up and comforted him: "Young Master always eats in such an irregular manner. It's not a solution. The assassin has a high level and his whereabouts are a mystery. I don't know when he will be caught. He won't wait until the day of revenge. What a fool." My body is about to collapse first."
"Elders, although I am young, I am no longer an innocent child." Hong Jufeng turned around, looked through the door leaf, and looked coldly into the distance: "Since the assassin used the Qiyin Killing Body, he is naturally a practitioner. The Heavenly Star magic. The Seven Kills inheritance is hard to find, but aren’t there just those descendants of the Heavenly Star?”
"Tianwang Sect, Tianshu Pavilion, Sea King Sect..." He gritted his teeth and counted his enemies in detail. "These Tianxing clans have long regarded our Zhenxing Island as traitors. Now there is a battle for ten places. The only one who can compete with Taisui Dao With us holding Star Island, they will naturally regard our sect as a thorn in their side and a thorn in their flesh."
"But they shouldn't, they shouldn't attack my father directly!"
"Young Master, don't you dare say this nonsense." Several elders said quickly: "Those families are all members of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. If there is no evidence, how can we make such assertions? Even if we know it in our hearts, but... alas, But what can we do?"
Everyone sighed, feeling helpless.
If they want to start a war with the Tianxing Meridians, let alone their small town of Xingdao, not even Penglai Big Daddy would dare to say this easily.
In fact, Penglai's forces have been unable to set foot in the land of Kyushu in recent years. The biggest obstacle, apart from the Yu State court, is the group of Tianxing veins.
"Those sects have been put aside for the time being, but the Caishi Islands cannot be put down." Hong Jufeng said seriously: "If he hadn't attacked the Caishi Islands, how would my father have given the assassins a chance to seize the opportunity? The enemy is hard to eliminate. Let’s attack the Quarry Islands first! I must vent my hatred!”
"That's okay..." Several elders also agreed.
Compared with the Tianxing veins, the Caishi Islands' little strength and strength couldn't be more weak. Even if there are a few Shushan people here, so what?
The real strong men on Shushan Mountain all have names, and they must not blatantly interfere with the East China Sea. As soon as some unknown soldiers came, Zhenxing Island would rush forward and kill them all in vain.
Now that Hong Zhenyuan is dead, Zhenxing Island is in turmoil, and a foreign war is needed to establish the prestige of the new owner. If you don't establish your authority at this time, pressure from all directions will most likely come to you.
The Quarry Islands are an excellent target.
"This calls for brothers to gather together. Let's fulfill my father's last wish and attack the Caishi Islands!" Hong Jufeng stood up suddenly, "No one will be left alive!"
"Young Master, the leg of lamb is here -" Several servants over there carried several large golden and buttery legs of lamb to the outside of the mourning hall.
"Haha." Hong Jufeng sneered, "This leg of lamb has just been roasted and is still a little hot. Just wait until I capture the Caishi Islands and eat it when I get back!"
…
The quarrying islands are filled with demonic fog.
Ancestor Mayfly was sitting on the top of the mountain, closing his eyes, regulating his breath, and cultivating himself.
Every time he vomited, countless red fluorescent spots spread out from his mouth and nose, and countless red fluorescent spots were sucked back into his body. In just a moment, it had already condensed into a misty red mist.
A light mist enveloped Quishi Island, and the scene was quite strange. Fortunately, there were no people on the island. The huge mountain-drilling beast and the few people who were refining the spirit stone mine were underground. The only one who kept company with Ancestor Mayfly was Du Wuhen.
A slender black shadow in the red mist made the scene even more terrifying.
When the people from Zhenxing Island came from afar, they saw this scene. But when they landed, the situation changed again.
Ancestor Mayfly noticed that a large number of practitioners were coming from a distance. He immediately took a sharp breath and sucked all the red mist on the island into his body, and then said: "I don't know who is coming, so don't disturb them."
"I'll go take a look." Du Wuhen flew forward, then quickly turned back and landed next to Ancestor Mayfly, saying: "Second brother, the person who came here is not good."
"Brother, don't panic, I'll go check it out." Ancestor Mayfly comforted him.
In front of them, they saw giant beasts rowing waves, ferocious birds flying into the sky, and many Zhenxing Island masters blocking out the sky. Hong Jufeng took the lead to land on Caishi Island, but only saw two strange figures, one old and one black.
Behind him were several strong men, walking forward with long strides.
"Did the people on this island escape early?" Hong Jufeng asked the ancestor Mayfly in front of him.
"No." Ancestor Mayfly responded with a smile: "It's just that this place is remote and not many people live here. You all came here with great fanfare, but what's the important thing? If it's convenient, can you tell me something? After all, I have been entrusted to look after this place."
"Haha." Hong Jufeng looked at him and suddenly sneered twice.
Ancestor Mayfly was afraid of disturbing outsiders, so he restrained his demonic aura. At this moment, he looked like a timid and timid old man.
"It seems that those Fuyao and Shushan people are also afraid, leaving only an old man here." The elder of Zhenxing Island behind him also sneered.
puff--
Before the laughter stopped, Hong Jufeng took out a golden pestle in his hand and stabbed it into the heart of the ancestor of Mayfly.
"Second brother!" Du Wuhen next to him exclaimed.
"If you want revenge, remember to find the person who asked you to stay here." He said something sinisterly, then turned his hand and pulled out the golden pestle with a snort.
Just when he was about to step on the corpse and continue to land on the island, he was surprised to find that the old man did not fall down, but stood there without changing his expression, but there was a little more confusion in his eyes.
There is indeed a hole in his heart, but there is not even a drop of blood, only a little red fluorescence, which seems to be slowly repairing it.
"This little brother, I have no enmity with you, why do you attack me?" Ancestor Mayfly sighed: "This is a very bad behavior."
"And it was obviously you who attacked me, so why did you ask me to seek revenge on others?" He continued: "Hate is also a very bad thing."
Under Hong Jufeng's incomprehensible eyes, Ancestor Mayfly continued: "If you have something, you can tell me, within the scope of your ability..."
puff--
Before he could finish his words, Hong Jufeng pierced his abdomen with another pestle.
When the golden pestle was pulled out again, there was still a hole left, as well as dots of fluorescent light.
"I will help you to the best of my ability." Ancestor Mayfly continued: "Why do you have to attack me? Why do you have to take action if there is something that cannot be resolved through communication and communication?"
"If I have done anything wrong...even if not, I can apologize to you first. Can you please stop..."
puff--
This time, Hong Jufeng directly penetrated Patriarch Mayfly's face, stabbing half of his face into a hole.
Behind him, Du Wuhen couldn't stand it anymore and stepped forward, saying: "This is the territory of Hongmian Peak in Shushan Mountain. We are entrusted to take care of it. If you want to cause trouble, you'd better find another place."
"Hmph." Hong Jufeng shouted: "You are the ones who will be killed! Brothers, go to the island and leave no one alive!"
If he were alone, Du Wuhen would definitely not be afraid, but with the army behind him pressing down on the situation, and several strong men joining forces, how could Du Wuhen resist the enemy? He was immediately forced by the air wave to fly back and shouted loudly: "Second brother, take action quickly!"
Bang——
Before he could look over, the ancestor of Mayfly had been trampled down by a heavy beast's hoof, and his entire body was trampled like mud.
After Du Wuhen's Qingfeng Divine Bird left, his combat power was reduced by half, and he was immediately in danger. Seeing that he was about to be defeated and killed, he could only shout to his second brother to take action.
If he hadn't screamed, the people on Zhenxing Island might still be wary of the old man just now. After all, he looked very strange. But the more he calls like this, the more relieved the people of Zhenxing Island become. You are only at the peak of the sixth realm, how powerful can the person who is your younger brother be?
There is no reason in the world that the second brother is better than the eldest brother.
But as they repeatedly killed Du Wuhen, the mayfly ancestors that had turned into a "puddle" on the ground began to emit a faint red fluorescence, as if fireflies were flying up. A little red light emitted, and in the blink of an eye, Turned into a bloody mist.
Just like Kirishima before.
In the blink of an eye, all the Zhenxing disciples who landed on Caishi Island were enveloped by the red fluorescence.
There seemed to be a whispering voice in the mist, whispering something, as if it was the whisper of some terrible demon. But if you walk into the fog, you will clearly hear what the whisper is...
"Why do you have to attack me?"
"How bad is this?"
"Can't you all be polite?"
…
"For the son of man, Fang Shaoshi."
"Teacher and friend, learn etiquette."
"..."
Among the lush mountains and fields, there is a simple and continuous academy. The sound of reading can be heard from it, bringing with it some kind of peaceful magic.
A woman wearing a red brocade and golden robe, with a slender body and a heroic face, and her waist-length hair tied into a long ponytail, came outside the gate of the academy.
"I didn't know that the Sixth Princess was coming, and I missed the reception from afar. Please forgive me." A man came out from inside and apologized warmly.
This man was dressed in a plain Confucian shirt, gentle and elegant, with bright eyes. He was Zhang Chen, the former chief of Shenglong Academy and now the gentleman of Yushan Academy.
The woman opposite is Princess Jingyang of the Yu Dynasty, ranked sixth.
There are three dragons in this generation who have the destiny of divine fire, the second prince Xia Qi, the sixth prince Xia Shu and the thirteenth prince Xia Luo.
The Thirteenth Prince was killed by Chu Liang, and then the Second Prince became the Crown Prince. After that, the Sixth Princess also participated in royal affairs, and was highly regarded for her outstanding abilities. In fact, she has always been the most talented royal descendant of this generation. If she had not been born as a daughter, she would not have been left behind as the crown prince.
Now the Sixth Princess, who is on her own, has come to Yushan Academy.
"This is not a formal visit, so there is no need to be so polite." The Sixth Princess responded lightly, looking at Zhang Chen with clear eyes.
The two of them have some connections. Zhang Chen was the first to refuse the emperor's marriage proposal, which added fuel to her reputation as "unmarried".
We have met several times on various occasions since then, but today is their first private conversation.
"Yushan Suburban Academy, a remote place, the Sixth Princess condescended to come here. She must have some important instructions." Zhang Chen always had a gentle smile on his face. No matter when and where, it seemed that it had not changed in these years. .
"For this recruitment of Mangshan City, my father will leave all the contacts to me." The Sixth Princess looked at him and said, "Including the promised competition for the ten sects, I will also be responsible for it."
"The Sixth Princess is extremely talented and knowledgeable, so it is normal for her to be reused." Zhang Chen said softly.
"In the past two days, I have begun to study the opponents competing for the sects in the ten places. There are two of them that I find very strange." The Sixth Princess said: "I will not mention the Fulu Sect promoted by Shushan. It is simply nonsense. There will be no such thing. Any possibility... The second one is your Yushan Academy. If we say it is completely unqualified, it is not true. But as an immortal sect, your academy..."
She glanced around the inside and outside of the academy behind her, with some amusement in her eyes.
"Yushan Academy can indeed be regarded as a sect of immortality, because the students here are both Confucian and Legalist, and there are quite a few seeds of immortality among them." Zhang Chen replied: "Given time, we will definitely be able to surprise everyone in the world."
"But you also said you should give it time." The Sixth Princess frowned and said, "There isn't even a seventh realm here, right?"
"Yes." Zhang Chen said, paused briefly, and said again: "Me."
"Huh?" The Sixth Princess was slightly surprised, "Have you already asked?"
"I had an epiphany not long ago, and I was lucky enough to find a corner of the great road." Zhang Chen smiled modestly and let out a little breath.
The Sixth Princess only felt a majestic righteousness rising from his body, and his Confucian shirt was slightly raised, and it was roaring loudly.
"Righteousness." She recognized the source of this rhyme.
What Zhang Chen suddenly realized was one of the most traditional avenues in Confucianism, the avenue of righteousness.
It is extremely difficult to practice this way. The key is to seek the true heart. Even if it takes hundreds of years, one person may not be able to achieve it. It's that rare way to break through the seventh difficult realm and the even more difficult eighth realm. The current president and deputy president of Shenglong Academy are not in charge of this.
Unexpectedly, Zhang Chen actually did it.
At his age, the sixth princess should have been a hundred times more surprised. However, due to the frequent occurrence of monsters in their generation, Zhang Chen was already lagging behind, so the shock faded a lot.
After a while, the sixth princess said again: "But this is not enough."
"Nowadays, great Confucians are emerging in large numbers. If the dean raises his arms, many Confucian cultivators will gather here. There is no need to worry about this aspect," said Zhang Chen.
The model of Confucianism cultivators is different from that of ordinary immortal sects. They study in academies, but after all, they have to travel around the world, experience the world, and make a difference. They are not inherited like ordinary sects.
Because of this, the presence of Confucianism cultivators in Nine Heavens and Ten Earths has never been strong.
But now they seem to have undergone some changes and are beginning to fight for more rights to speak.
"But what does the dean think?" The sixth princess asked again: "He has not been in the palace for a long time."
As the leader of the Confucian sect, the dean and the court must always maintain a tacit understanding. This is the real purpose of the Sixth Princess coming here today. She passed Yushan Academy to test the dean's attitude.
"The dean's thoughts..." Zhang Chen glanced into the distance and replied, "It's difficult for students to know."
Then he asked: "But I'm also very curious. What's the imperial court's plan to gather Mangshan City?"
"It's hard for me to know what my father is thinking." The sixth princess replied directly.
It was a small response to Zhang Chen's lack of answer.
Immediately, she asked again: "So even if the imperial court intervenes, you are not planning to withdraw, are you?"
"Since you have participated, there is no reason to withdraw." Zhang Chen said in a gentle but firm tone.
"Then we must be prepared. The election for the ten places will be held soon. I heard that the owner of Zhenxing Island has been assassinated." The Sixth Princess said: "The murderous intention has arisen. No one will talk about benevolence and justice!"
Zhang Chen nodded.
He also knew in his heart that the sects participating in the competition this time were all working hard and no one would retreat! The undercurrent is surging, and the level of bloodshed is no less than that of a war!
…
"Mr. Huan, try the hairy tripe."
"Mr. Huan, have a meatball."
"I've been here in Shushan for so long and I haven't invited you to eat our special hot pot. It's really rude."
"Just open it up and eat. Today we are happy and joyful."
"..."
On the second floor of Hongyuefang, the top management of Hongmian Peak gathered together to entertain Huan Leisheng, the leader of Fulu Sect.
Under the operation of Chu Liang, the first batch of talismans manufactured by Fu Tianpan were put into the market and achieved very considerable profits, opening a stable channel for Hongmian Peak to return blood.
And the one who made the greatest contribution to all of this was naturally Huan Lei Sheng.
What is being held here today is a celebration banquet for Huan Lei Sheng.
"You don't have to be so polite, I'm really... flattered." Huan Leisheng waved his hands repeatedly.
In addition to Chu Liang, those present were also figures such as Wen Yulong and the Four Overlords of Shushan. They were also old men who followed Chu Liang in the early days of his business. Although Huan Lei Sheng is higher than them in terms of seniority and cultivation, his status on Hongmian Peak is definitely lower than that of a few others. He also knows that his position is to work for Chu Liang, so he has always been humble.
"Hey, hey, hey!" Lin Beilang laughed and said, "We are all buddies, so why are you so scared? Just open your mouth and eat more and it will be over."
"This is your celebration banquet, so of course I have to praise you." Shang Ziliang also said.
"I have learned a lot these days while working with seniors on developing the Talisman Heavenly Plate. Senior, I must give you a toast." Wen Yulong raised his glass.
"With the Futian Pan, our pressure has been greatly reduced. Senior Huan Leisheng is simply a noble person of our Hongmian Peak. I also propose a toast to you." Follower A also raised his glass.
"..." Waiter B picked up a few slices of fresh mutton and ate them together with the tribute vegetables.
"You guys, please don't be like this. Since I'm working for Young Master Chu, it's my duty to contribute. It makes me look like an outsider." Huan Leisheng said with a smile, "Besides, you shouldn't thank me for making the Talisman Sky Disk. Instead, I should thank Mr. Chu."
"Hey, I just made a small contribution." Chu Liang also waved his hand and smiled.
"But Mr. Chu..." Huan Leisheng frowned again and asked: "I have never made time to ask before. The general election of these ten sects will be held soon, but we have not made any preparations. Is it okay?"
"Haha." Chu Liang smiled at his question, thought for a while, and then said: "Mr. Huan, what we do is called staying the same to cope with all changes."
"It doesn't matter if everything else remains the same, but our Fu Lu Sect doesn't have any disciples at the moment." Huan Leisheng said hesitantly: "Is it really okay to run for the ten sects in this sect with only one bare head?"
That's right.
This is what we want.
Chu Liang smiled slightly. It was difficult to say whether he wanted Fu Lupai to show up on purpose. He just comforted him and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Huan. I have my own arrangements."
good evening.
(End of chapter)
