Yang Fan's tone deliberately looked lonely, and the Taoist in Tsing Yi trembled after hearing this, but his face suddenly smiled,

"Huh...... Hehe......"

For a moment, the Taoist in Tsing Yi, who was a little crazy, focused on his laughter and ignored Yang Fan's persuasion.

"Dao Chief, why are you like this!"

Yang Fan asked several times in a row, and the Taoist in Tsing Yi stopped laughing, and his face became much older in an instant.

"Alas! Dugu Yan, this old guy, has never been greedy for fame and fortune in his life, but he died because of these, if that battle was not plotted by the villain Yuwentu with the Kunlun mirror, how can there be a person in this world who is his opponent, junior brother, you and I have never said a word in my life, you go, but you feel meaningless in this world for your brother......"

Qinghai Daoist said word by word, his eyes were full of sadness.

Suddenly he looked at Yang Fandao,

"By the way, young master, did Dugu Yan have anything to say to you when he was dying?"

Yang Fan heard a little bit of the way from the words in Qinghai Dao's mouth, and was secretly surprised in his heart,

I didn't expect Qinghai Daoist to be the master's senior brother!

But after thinking about it again, since he is the master's senior brother, he must be his own uncle, if he asks him to help him in the name of the master, this guy will agree nine times out of ten!

Thinking of this, Yang Fan said again,

"I didn't expect that the Taoist and the master would be from the same school, but the master confessed when he was dying that he failed to help the prince restore the orthodoxy of the Great Sui in this life, and I felt that it was a regret in his life!"

After Yang Fan finished speaking, he deliberately glanced at the face of the Qinghai Daoist.

I saw that the face of Qinghai Daoist was as calm as water, and he said lightly,

"Even so, the wish of the junior brother may not be realized, for example, although Yang Guang, the Yang Emperor of the Sui Dynasty, is in power today, most of the military power is in the hands of Li Yuan and Yu Wentu, the relationship between the two is not harmonious, fighting openly and secretly, and now they are using various excuses to start a war in the north, and the rebellion in the south has not been quelled, and there is a rabble alliance such as Wang Shichong, if you want to restore the orthodoxy of the Great Sui, you must choose to win over one of the forces!"

Qinghai Daoist people carefully analyzed it and seemed to know the current situation in the world well.

Yang Fan suddenly said,

"Uncle Shi analyzes like this, but I don't know which force is best to win over now?"

Qinghai Daoist touched his long beard, and suddenly smiled,

"Young Master, which side do you think is the strongest in today's situation? Which side is the weakest? ”

Yang Fan didn't think about this question either, he only remembered that it was Tang Gaozong Li Yuan who finally unified the world in history, so he immediately spoke,

"I think Li Yuan's gang is the strongest! The weakest, it should be the Southern rebels."

The green-shirted Taoist shook his head and said,

"The young master is wrong, it is not Li Yuan who is the most powerful today today, nor Yuwentu, nor Li Mi who rebelled in the south."

Yang Fan instantly understood, but then asked,

"Uncle Shi, are you talking about Wang Shichong?"

The green-shirted Taoist nodded.

"Yes, although Wang Shichong rarely takes the initiative to attack the rest of the forces in the current situation! But this person is good at deception, and often uses clever tongues to persuade the surrounding forces, so as to win over, so in just a few years, Wang Shichong's overall power has far exceeded the sum of Yuwentu and Li Yuan! ”

Yang Fan was shocked in his heart and said,

"Since he is so powerful, why don't you help me attack the north directly!"

In an instant, Yang Fan thought of what Wang Shichong said in Jiangyue City that the number of his soldiers and horses was only tens of thousands, which was very different from the answer in the population of Qinghai Dao!

Qinghai Daoist shook his head and said,

"In the past, Cao Cao recruited troops in the name of crusading against Dong Zhuo to restore the Han family, and finally Dong Zhuo died at the hands of Lu Bu, and then Cao Cao coerced the Son of Heaven to order the princes, using the banner of restoring the Han Dynasty, but did the Han Dynasty recover later?"

Yang Fan instantly understood that Wang Shichong was nominally very polite to himself in Jiangyue City, but in fact he wanted to kidnap himself from Zheng Zong in Jiangyue City to his side.

"What Uncle Shi said is that Uncle Shi means to let me win over Wang Shichong, right?"

The Taoist in Tsing Yi shook his head again and said,

"Although Wang Shichong is good at clever tongues, but after all, he is a group of rabble, if the young master wants to restore the Great Sui, he needs to start with the southern rebellion, and now Emperor Yang of the Sui Dynasty has made the people of the world miserable in the name of digging the Grand Canal, and this is the time for the young master to rise up!"

Hearing the words of the Qingyi Taoist, Yang Fan was still confused.

"Uncle Shi, how can I get up?"

The green-shirted Taoist sighed and said,

"The trend of the world has long been doomed, and the power of mortals is difficult to reverse, although the analysis of the poor road is reasonable everywhere, but the trend of the world remains unchanged, the young master wants to restore the heart of the Great Sui, although the poor road understands, but there is nothing he can do!"

When Yang Fan heard the words of the Qingyi Daoist, he instantly lost his temper, and it seemed that this old guy didn't want to help him.

Yang Fan suddenly knelt on the ground and pleaded,

"Uncle Shi is above, Yang Fan is here to beg Uncle Shi to come out of the mountain to help me restore the Great Sui, fulfill the last wish of my teacher, and return peace to the world!"

The green-shirted Taoist shook his head, turned around, and said slowly,

"Poor Dao has made a poisonous oath in front of your master Zhong Gutian, what you have learned in this life will never be used in the struggle for imperial power, otherwise you will not die well, don't want to be like this, please hurry up!"

Yang Fan saw that the Qingyi Taoist did not turn around, he was still kneeling there, and he said in his heart that Lao Tzu would learn from Liu Bei Sangu thatched cottage, see if you agree!

Thinking of this, he still couldn't stand on his knees, and said,

"What Uncle Shi said is a struggle for imperial power, and if the people of today are not able to make a living, and all industries are decadent, is Uncle Shi willing to watch the chaos in the world and ignore it?"

Tsing Yi Dao is humane,

"Since ancient times, there must be a place for heroes to be used in troubled times, and there will inevitably be wise monarchs who stand out from it, which is beyond the control of mortals such as us, and things against the sky cannot be violated!"

In this way, Yang Fan knelt in front of the Taoist in Tsing Yi, and still knelt there until the rain fell from the sky, refusing to get up no matter how persuaded the Taoist in Tsing Yi.

The old man in the green shirt had no choice but to compromise,

"If the young master has to be obsessed with this, the poor road has no other way, he can teach you all the formation techniques he has learned all his life, and it will not be in vain for the last wish of the junior brother, but the poor road will never go out of the mountain in his life, so the young master must not mention this matter again!"

After speaking, the Qingyi Taoist helped Yang Fan up from the rain.

However, Yang Fan had no choice but to compromise, after all, he didn't like to do this kind of difficult thing for a strong man!

Nodding vigorously, Yang Fan followed the Qingyi Taoist back to the inner room of the main hall of Sanqingguan.

The inner room was still shabby, with no other decent furniture except for two wooden tables and chairs, and a humble bed.

However, on the two wooden tables, there is a wooden table with many clods of earth and small stone statues on the top, and a white hand-drawn map underneath.

The old man in the green shirt led Yang Fan to sit at this strange wooden table, and suddenly regained a shrewd look on his face, and said,

"Young master, if today's trend is all on this wooden table!"