The Yiye Xuan Rebellion finally came to an end.

The rebel disciples were taken away from the long sword, left on the mountain, strictly guarded, and re-taught little by little from the very beginning of the classics, and waited until the day when they really understood, and then they were re-qualified to wear the Yiye Xuan sword and walk down the mountain to walk the rivers and lakes.

And those disciples who were bluffed by the disciples of Zhang Zuosheng's disciples to drink the drug were rescued from the forbidden land of Yiye Xuan, I don't know what kind of poison they ate, although they did not harm their lives, they also had sore hands and feet, and they couldn't even hold the sword, so it was naturally difficult to mobilize their internal strength to resist the enemy, and it was no wonder that five hundred people took down these disciples without injuring a single soldier.

Only because of the credulous word.

At this time, these Yiye Xuan disciples couldn't even beat the reckless men who were rough with their fists and feet, let alone the same disciples and brothers who also practiced the high-grade martial arts classics, after being rescued, their faces were ashamed, although they were locked inside, but the movement outside was too big, and they could hear some sounds, and they were inevitably worried in their hearts.

Jiang Yang changed into the blood-stained clothes on his body, bathed and changed his clothes again, he was still wearing a long shirt and jade pendant, a bamboo crown and a bundle of hair, he looked meticulous, his bearing was gentle and elegant, and he didn't look the slightest difference from Pingsu, like a Dinghai God Needle, which fixed the uneasy mood among Yiye Xuan's disciples.

Wang Anfeng stood on Yiye Xuan Mountain, the wooden sword was wrapped in coarse cloth again, his back was behind him, looking at the scholar with a calm and calm expression, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Jiang Yang's bearing is very good, very good, calm and unhurried, and even vaguely has a three-point Qingfeng Xie Great Elder's qi, if he expects it to be good, with Jiang Yang's comprehension this time, in a maximum of ten years, there will be a great master who will shake the past and the present in Ye Xuanzhong.

But as long as it is a martial artist who can step on the middle and third grades, he can feel the qi of the scholar in front of him who is passing all the time.

Even if the qi in his body is as majestic as the North Sea, and can accommodate Kunpeng to hit the water, it is not a way to go on like this, the days go by, only in and out, and the support will not last long, Jiang Yang previously said that he only had two years left, not a lie, but out of the martial artist's grasp of himself.

Martial arts practice and practice the body, nourish the qi machine, and climb the tall building, which is the way to go up step by step.

But if one day the mountain collapses, the high-rise buildings collapse, and the gas is exhausted, it will disappear with vitality, this kind of injury, even if Wu Changqing in the Shaolin Temple shoots, there is no means, birth, old age, sickness and death, how can it be reversed by manpower?

Zhang Zuosheng started before, and he really didn't leave any emotion.

Even if Wang Anfeng was extremely regretful in his heart, he couldn't do anything, so he could only ask Jiang Lan for a little wolf hair, and a piece of rice paper, and silently write out the Qi Nourishing Pill Pharmacy that the second master had taught him, and hand it to Jiang Lan, who seemed to have calmed down, and then carefully explained the medicinal effects and taboos.

Jiang Lan is from an extraordinary background, and he naturally knows it well, although there are only three Dan Fang on this rice paper, more than 100 words, but the weight is very heavy, if it is put on the rivers and lakes, I don't know how many warriors will fight because of these three Dan Fang, and Wang Anfeng only gave it to her with such an understatement, her heart was shaken, and she was speechless for a while.

Wang Anfeng put the little wolf in his hand on the pen stand, looked at her appearance, and said with a smile:

"Just take it as a congratulatory gift I gave you and Xiahou in advance."

"The world is big, the rivers and lakes are far away, there are too many things and too complicated, when the two of you get married, I may not be able to come."

Jiang Lan's face turned red, but he never refuted, carefully put away the roll of rice paper, gave a bow, and said: "Thank you Wang Shaoxia, after Jiang Lan uses up this medicine, he will burn it and will not let a third party know." ”

Wang Anfeng had a good impression of this woman in his heart, and said with a smile:

"Thank you very much."

"After all, it is also something that is unique to my master, and if it is spread outside, it is not good."

Jiang Lan nodded, and the two had nothing else to say. What she just said was burned after it was used up, and the two of them tacitly knew that when they ran out, they didn't even have the slightest way to use up the secret elixir of the Medicine King Valley, and when Jiang Yang passed away, thinking about it, Jiang Lan's heart was naturally heavy, and he didn't have the heart to speak.

And Wang Anfeng and Jiang Lan are not familiar with each other, they only met by chance because of Xiahou Xuan, except for the words of comfort, there is nothing to say, Wang Anfeng turned sideways, looked at Jiang Yang's back, admired in his heart, and admired it, but also a pity.

Leaving the inn early today, after the attack, the conflict, the mountain, the aftermath, many things have been busy for a day, and at this moment in the distance of the sky, I can already see a round of moon shadows hidden behind the clouds, as big as a disk.

Wang Anfeng inhaled the cool air at dusk into his abdomen, his spirit was slightly lifted, and he slowly spit it out, and said to himself:

"It's the Mid-Autumn Festival soon......"

The Liangzhou cocktail party in Jiannan Province starts three days before the Mid-Autumn Festival and is held for seven days, and after the Mid-Autumn Festival, there are still three days of residual heat.

Three days ago, the Liangzhou Prefecture Governor would pull out a vacant space in the northwest of the city, covered with a five-colored curtain, and the brewing masters from the 72 counties of Daqin put their proud wine in the bronze wine bottles, each occupying a space isolated by a curtain, attracting everyone to taste the wine.

Everyone who is qualified to enter this drinking party, regardless of age and identity, is not the world's good drinker, there are tokens issued in advance, ordinary people are mostly willow cards, the best is rosewood and golden silk nan, on which are written a word good.

With this wooden card, you can enter and drink freely, if you think which wine you like the most, you will throw this token in your hand on the table of the restaurant, so as to roughly divide the high and low.

This process is called 'copper furnace warming'.

Then the highlight of the Mid-Autumn Festival drinking party, when the time comes, the drinking party will be combined with the Mid-Autumn Festival Lantern Festival in the entire state city, the famous wine of the restaurant that wins the first place, will be appreciated by the state officials, and send dozens of Zhu Yi officials with sharp legs and feet to spread the entire state city of 73 square cities, when the time comes, it will be all over the city to cheer, even if you have not drunk, it is enough to intoxicate.

This thing has a nickname of 'red sleeves to add wine', a few years ago it was just a small fight, in the past few years, the world has been unified, and it is gradually regarded as a rare glory in a lifetime by restaurants around the world.

Wang Anfeng and the others calculated the time, they could have arrived in Liangzhou early, but they never thought that they would meet Jiang Lan and his party halfway, and they were delayed for a while.

Now it seems that the three days of 'copper furnace warm wine' will definitely not be able to catch up, even if the city is full of lights, the scenery of red sleeves and wine is about not to be seen, but there should be no problem with the last three days of the wine party.

This time, although the wine you are looking for is a three-grade martial artist, she is addicted to alcohol, and she has to stay in Liangzhou for a long time every year, and she will not stop until the end of August, but she is not afraid that she will not find anyone if she goes.

On the same day, Wang Anfeng and others stayed in Yiye Xuan, and on the second day, they got up to say goodbye, Jiang Yang kept several times to no avail, and personally sent Wang Anfeng and his party down the mountain, before leaving, this great Confucian led Wang Anfeng into the quiet room, and talked secretly for an hour, what was discussed, but no one could know.

This time, Xiahou Xuan also went down the mountain with Wang Anfeng and others, he was born extraordinary, he was the eldest son of one of the four great families, so naturally he couldn't stay in Yiye Xuan, who was also a first-class force in Jiangnan Province, for too long.

Especially at this time, when Yiye Xuan was still in turmoil, it was easier for him to attract the attention of people here.

Not to mention anything else, as long as the news of his stay in Yiye Xuan for a few days was transmitted, it was enough to trigger the secret speculation and malice of the major forces in Jiangnan Dao's martial arts, including even the Xiahou family where he was born.

If it weren't for the fact that he came out this time to arrange it secretly, and there was also a chess piece with a similar figure to him in the room to deceive the masters of the family, I am afraid that at this time, the rooms of Xiahou's family would have already been jumping and messing up, and he planned to take advantage of the absence of his sick man to do something.

And his father, who is the head of the Xiahou family, must have sent Keqing to ask him to stay in Yiye Xuan, and re-proposed to marry Yiye Xuan Jianglan to the family, so as to break into the interior of Yiye Xuan, and while uniting Yiye Xuan against the enemy, he slowly encroached on Yiye Xuan and strengthened the family.

But the shadow left behind is only a shadow after all, and every year in the Mid-Autumn Festival, the Xiahou family also has a family to worship their ancestors, and he has been training for several years, not only in his behavior, but also in every wound on his body, but whether he can hide it from his father, he still doesn't dare to hold it up.

Before the Mid-Autumn Festival, you have to go back.

Xiahou Xuan raised his head, there was wind and sand, but Jiang Lan, who was ten steps away, was faintly a little unremarkable, he squinted his eyes, and did not show anything unusual, but just raised his hand and saluted with Wang Anfeng.

Then he put down his hand, took the reins of the horse with one hand, and said with a hint of a smile:

"Since Ye Zhuhua is a disciple of Yi Ye Xuan, then I will not overstep my bounds, I have sent a secret guard to Yi Ye Xuan, and then whether to kill or release, it will be handed over to Yi Ye Xuan to decide, but I think that even that chapter Zuosheng can escape with a life, and Ye Zhuhua, who obeys his orders, will naturally not be too harsh."

Jiang Lan pursed his lips, wanting to ask him something, but Jiang Yang was on the side, and he couldn't ask, just standing in place.

Jiang Yang bowed slightly, and said gently:

"Thank you Xiahou Shinephew for his kindness, Jiang will definitely discipline his disciples well and prevent him from messing around again."

Xiahou Xuan couldn't help but mock and whisper in his heart, he was really an elegant gentleman, he didn't even hear the faint agitation and sarcasm between the lines, compared to the father in his own family, the gentleman was too much, and he hardly looked like the sect master of a big force in the rivers and lakes.

But which of the two is better, he can't say which one is better.

At the moment, he had no temperament to speak, took a deep look at Jiang Lan, raised his hand and saluted again, turned the horse's head, and turned away with Wang Anfeng and the others, and went on the official road.

PS: Today's first update is ............ Three thousand words