Chapter 088: Integration (2)
And the state, Gwangwon-gun.
In the past few months, the people of the world have become uneasy because of the changes in the world.
First, the heavens and the earth shook, the sun and the moon shifted, and an endless crack appeared in the earth, directly dividing the entire Middle Earth into two halves from east to west.
Later, the people found that there were many talented people and strangers around suddenly, and these capable people called themselves "monks", and it was rumored that there was a technique of becoming immortals, and they opened the mountain gate in the world and accepted disciples.
Of course, the monks and the mountain gate or something, it is too mysterious for the people, in fact, what makes the people most concerned is the current imperial court, although nominally Da Zheng is still the lord of Middle Earth, but the whole country has completely fallen apart!
Shi You led a large army to Qingjun and failed, and now he has retreated to Guangyuan, coercing the new emperor to control and merge the three counties of the state, which can be described as a country of its own.
Prime Minister Huang Ping still controls the court, and the Empress Dowager Zhao is nowhere to be found, and it is said that she has been killed by the traitor.
All counties in the world have supported their own troops, although they are still nominally under the command of the imperial court, but there is already a trend of listening to the tune and not listening to the announcement.
Tomorrow, chaos has arisen in the world, but because of the sudden appearance of monks and many mountain gates, the various forces have fallen into a strange calm.
Guangyuan County Mansion, Shi Qingyi sat quietly in the lonely pavilion, holding a sunspot in his hand, looking at the empty chessboard in front of him, which did not fall for a long time.
In the end, Shi Qingyi let out a long sigh and put the sunspot in his hand back into the chess jar, although the aura between heaven and earth is becoming more and more abundant, and his cultivation speed is getting faster and faster, but every time he deduces, he can deeply feel the gap with the teacher.
"Shi Gongzi, don't come unharmed...... Jiang Zixian carried the wine jug and walked over on the bluestone path with a smile.
"If you dare to come back, aren't you afraid that my father will kill you?" Shi Qingyi glanced at Jiang Zixian and said lightly.
"Haha, how can a mere mortal son of heaven be as important as longevity? Jiang Zixian replied with a smile.
"I heard that the Sword Pavilion has moved the mountain gate into the cave, why did Mr. Jiang come here?" Shi Qingyi asked.
"Shi Gongzi is really well-informed. Jiang Zixian praised, "Although the master has moved into the cave sky, the beginner disciples still have to be recruited in this realm, and the old man is naturally here for this matter." ”
"Hehe, Mr. is a step too late, just a few days ago, the head of the Yangshan faction came to the door, with a piece of thousand-year-old cold jade as a reward, asking my father to help, and recruiting disciples of appropriate age in the three counties of Bingzhou on the fifteenth day of the next month. Shi Qingyi smiled faintly.
"Oh?" Jiang Zixian's eyes froze, when he was discussing in the front hall just now, Shi You didn't tell him about it.
No wonder when he proposed to Shi You that he wanted to recruit disciples here, the other party always talked about him left and right! Jiang Zixian thought with a frown.
For example, if the aura of the day suddenly increased several times, coupled with the opening of the cave sky, the road ahead of cultivation is flat, so the various sects that were originally hidden in the world have opened their doors one after another, and they have accepted disciples, and the prosperity of the cultivation world has become inevitable!
It is precisely because of this that the competition of various sects is also highlighted, especially the disciples with outstanding talents, which is something that every sect wants to grab when they break their heads.
In today's cultivation world, there is no green and yellow, even if it is the four doors and three valleys, except for a few great monks who support the scene, there are only a hundred disciples in the door, and there are very few who have broken through to become grandmasters.
The prosperity of the cultivation world has become inevitable, but if there is no successor in the sect, even if it is a famous sect, it will not be long before those small sects will catch up and become yesterday's yellow flower!
"Since Shi Gongzi reminded the old man, he should have a plan!" Jiang Zixian did not panic, as one of the famous factions, he had his own confidence.
"Not bad!" Shi Qingyi didn't beat around the bush, nodded and said, "Qingyi hopes that Mr. can take his sister as an apprentice." ”
"But!" Jiang Zixian was not verbose, and nodded directly in agreement.
The Sword Pavilion is now in the cave gate, and the aura is several times richer than that of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, if Shi Yuezhu becomes Jiang Zixian's apprentice, he is naturally qualified to enter the cave to cultivate, which is also one of Jiang Zixian's confidences.
You must know that in today's cultivation world, if ordinary monks want to enter the Cave Heaven, they must first have the strength above the Grandmaster, and at present, the only sect that can allow monks below the Grandmaster to enter the Cave Heaven is the Sword Pavilion!
In today's world, because the various sects have just been born and have no power in the world, most of them first make friends with the local authorities, and then use the power of these people to recruit disciples among the people.
This is also the reason why the world that has been born in chaos has maintained peace, and as more and more people learn about the existence of the cultivation world, the superiors no longer stop their eyes on one state and one county, but look at the more mysterious world.
Jiaozhou, Nanyang County.
Since the departure of the displaced people entrenched in the three counties of Jiaozhou, Nanyang County fell into a situation of no one to control, when the change of Lijing came, it was learned that Shi You retreated, the displaced people dispersed, Situ Weiming proposed to restore the country again, and Wu Pei at this time also made a decisive move, and took over Nanyang County in less than half a month.
After the people of Nanyang County were more Wu people, after Wu Pei took the throne, he won the support of the people, and now the situation in Nanyang County has been initially stabilized, the people live in peace, and the impact of the rebellion of the displaced people has gradually disappeared.
Wu Zhai, bamboo building.
Although Wu Pei had taken control of Nanyang County, only those young Wu people who followed Wu Pei out, and many old Wu people stayed in Wu Village.
In the bamboo building, the old man was lying on the bamboo bed dying, and beside him was Xiao He, who was crying and red-eyed.
"Xiao He, grandpa is going to die......"
The old man grabbed his granddaughter's hand, and at this time he seemed to have been drained of blood, his whole body was yellow, and a pair of eyes almost fell out of his sockets!
"Grandpa......"
Xiao He was holding a medicine jar in her arms, and there was a faint bloody smell coming from the medicine jar, she kept trying to hand the medicine jar to the old man's mouth, but every time she was pushed back by the old man.
"Grandpa's qualifications are not good...... So I've lived for a long time,......" the old man said intermittently, "But Xiao He, you are different, your blood is too spiritual, and this world can't accommodate your ......."
"Xiao He knows that Xiao He will definitely live well......," Xiao He responded crying.
"The ...... Monk...... Dongtian ......," the elder said with the last of his strength, "...... You want...... Go...... Alive......"
The old man died, and as the witch of the Wu people, Wu Pei held the most solemn funeral for the elder.
After the old man was buried, Xiao He packed his bags and came to the bottom floor of the bamboo building.
There were originally eight clay pots on the ground floor of the bamboo building, but a few months ago, when the world changed dramatically, a layer of white fungus carpet overgrown the entire bamboo building overnight, so now there is only one clay pot left here.
Putting the clay pot into her bag, Xiao He took a deep look at the bamboo building, as if she wanted to remember everything in front of her, and sighed slowly, she turned around and walked out......