It was the moon, the dark and windy night.

In a house in the capital, two old men over half a hundred years old played against each other by the window.

On one side is the presiding officer of the Panruo Temple, Huikong, who is dressed in a robe and has nine ring scars on his bald head;

On one side is the Taoist robe and Taoist crown, and behind him is the head of the Chongxu faction, Xie Honghua, who is also carrying a sword.

And not far from the window, there were three others.

Sitting cross-legged, closing his eyes and meditating, it was Deng Jian, the master of the Fierce Tiger Gate;

The one with gray hair, but extremely burly and majestic, who carefully wiped the sword in his hand by the light of the candlelight, was Lu Zhouyang, the owner of the Sword Casting Villa;

With a gloomy face, lying on the Taishi's chair, playing with the poisonous scorpion snake and insect in his hand was the leader of the Five Poisons Sect, Xiang Shao.

These five people are all masters of the innate realm who have been famous in the rivers and lakes for many years, although their sects are all in the territory of Daliang, but they are not many miles away from Kyoto, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they are in the north and south of the world.

But at this moment, the five of them are gathered in Kyoto!!

Xie Honghua, dressed as a Taoist priest, held a sunspot in his hand, looked at the criss-crossing chessboard, and asked casually: "Old monk, how many years have we not talked so freely?" ”

"It's been almost twenty years."

The old monk Huikong showed a little nostalgia and said: "The old man remembers that when the donor traveled to my temple, he made an appointment to meet and talk about a few games, and I really didn't expect that now we will meet again in such a way." ”

"yes, it's been almost twenty years."

Xie Honghua also showed a little nostalgia, and said: "That Emperor Sheng Yuan is about to die, Lao Dao thought that the world could usher in a change, but the current emperor, heh..."

He sneered in his voice: "It's not as good as his old son..."

"Ugh."

The old monk looked at the starry sky outside the window and sighed, and said, "The world has fallen to such a level, and I don't know if we monks can still educate them." ”

"Save it, old monk."

Xiang Shao, the leader of the Five Poisons Sect, snorted coldly when he heard this, and said, "Why are you and I gathered here, everyone knows it, why bother to pretend to be that compassionate face." ”

"Amitabha."

Huikong was neither annoyed nor justified, and asked indifferently after reciting the Buddha's name: "Master Xiang, how do you feel about the palace?" ”

"That's it."

Xiang Shao snorted coldly and said, "If it wasn't for the timely arrival of the old eunuch from Dongchang last time, there would be nothing to do with you." ”

He said and glanced at Lu Zhouyang, who was wiping the long sword, and said in a playful tone: "I didn't expect that even the Sword Casting Villa, which had forged swords for immortals, was involved. ”

The Sword Forge Villa has been passed down for hundreds of years, and it is said that his ancestors used to be craftsmen in blacksmiths, and by chance they met traveling immortals.

Coincidentally, the immortal sword was broken because of the fighting with people.

He led the furnace for the immortals and reforged a sword.

The immortals read their hard work and passed on their sword-forging methods.

Such rumors are full of suspicions, most of the people in the rivers and lakes think that this is the Sword Casting Villa to put gold on their faces, and only the people of the Sword Casting Villa firmly believe in the 'immortal transmission of the law', which has been passed down to the present.

Lu Zhouyang also heard the banter in Xiang Shao's words, but he just shook his head and didn't argue with him, still wiped the sword in his hand, and said to himself: "Can be inherited to today's big faction, which ancestor will not have a chance?" ”

His voice paused, and he asked indifferently: "Lu Mou has the courage to ask, is there no record of encountering immortals in Sect Leader Xiang's Five Poisons Sect?" ”

"That's just as well."

Xiang Shao nodded, the Five Poisons Sect has also been inherited for hundreds of years, and there are also records of encountering immortals in the classics of the sect, this thing doesn't mean anything, and I don't know if it's true or not.

You can't deny the things recorded by your ancestors in front of outsiders, right?

"I haven't seen it before, but there is really no shortage of records in the door."

Deng Jian, who was meditating and closing his eyes, also opened his eyes at this time and said: "I just don't know if there are really immortals in this world, and if so, how to find the method of cultivating immortals." ”

"Hehe, I don't know the method of cultivating immortals."

Xiang Shao didn't know what to think, and said jokingly: "But I can be sure that it's definitely not like the emperor's child..."

"Hehehe......"

At this moment, the door was pushed open, and a young man with a plainly dressed but graceful bearing walked in, and beside him there was a little eunuch who looked cowering.

Several people in the room arched their hands and said, "Your Highness." ”

"There is no need to be polite to a few seniors."

The young man waved his hand, and the little eunuch beside him hurriedly closed the door as if he was afraid of being seen.

"My uncle was shot dead on the street, and I went to condolence today, so I came a little late, and I hope that a few seniors Haihan."

"Your Highness's uncle?"

Xiang Shao was slightly stunned and asked, "But that Zhang Song's second son?" ”

"yes."

"I heard that after his death, there were even people in the capital who set off firecrackers to celebrate, which is not a good thing."

"Character is really inferior."

The young man sighed and said: "My grandfather was in poor health when he was young, and he only had my two uncles in middle age, so he indulged a little, but the uncle is okay, but the second uncle has poisoned the good family in the capital all day long, and now that he is dead, it is also worry-free." ”

"His Royal Highness has great ambitions, and Xiang admires him."

Xiang Shao arched his hand.

"Amitabha."

The old monk Huikong on the side chanted the Buddha's name, and also echoed: "Your Highness is the crown prince, and the throne of this Liang is originally in your pocket, but now you have summoned us to do great things, which shows your courage." ”

"What ambition, what courage, it's just that I can't bear to suffer in the world anymore, and I can't wait that long."

The young man's voice was stunned, and he didn't know what he thought, and said with a wry smile: "My father insisted on going his own way, ignoring the advice of the ministers of the court, and wanted to cut off the back road of his children and grandchildren and send the Great Liang National Fortune."

Time is not waiting for me, if I don't try to be flexible, I'm afraid I won't be able to wait for the day when I get on top. ”

"Your Highness Gaoyi!"

Xie Hong, the head of the Chongxu faction, turned into a wave and said: "Your Highness's superiority is also the blessing of my Liang people. ”

"The seniors praised it falsely."

The prince also returned the salute and said: "If I am on the throne, I will definitely sweep away the troubles in the court, start with the people, and remove the old and cloth the new." Of course, I will not break my promise to my predecessors. ”

Several people in the room glanced at each other, and they all arched their hands and said, "Your Highness is serious." ”

In the rivers and lakes, it can be called the word "sect", less inheritance of a hundred years, such as Chongxu faction, Panruo Temple is a large school that has been inherited for nearly a thousand years, although there are not many disciples, but they are all people who practice martial arts.

And the Great Liang court has a deep prejudice against the Jianghu sect, and it is not an exaggeration to even say that it is suppressed.

It is better for the sect with a fixed industry, and the usual expenses and taxes of the imperial court can be satisfied;

Some sects that don't produce are miserable, and they can still rely on the incense money offered by some of the children of the sect to maintain their expenses, but now the world is getting more and more chaotic, and the incense money is naturally getting less and less, and they are very poor.

There is less money for incense, but the taxes levied by the imperial court are not less, not only is there no less, the more chaotic the world, the more taxes are paid...

What if it's an innate realm?

What if it's a famous faction?

Don't worry about the inheritance of the sect?

And when the crown prince promised, as long as he helped to change the heavens and the earth, he would not only be exempted from taxes after taking the throne, but also divide the region to make it autonomous, and if the corresponding conditions were met, it could also be established as a state religion!!

When people reach middle age and old age, they do not lose their enterprising heart, but put that enterprising heart on the 'strong lintel', 'glorious ancestors', and 'Yang Ming's future generations'.

Other conditions are okay, if the sect can be established as the state religion, what kind of honor is it?

To put it bluntly, the tablets after death have to be different from others, and they have to be placed in the middle of the ancestral hall.

What man can refuse to get a head incense?

It is only when you reach a certain age that you will understand that things such as 'glorifying the ancestors' and 'writing into the family tree' are really attractive.

Moreover, the 'employer' was originally the prince of Daliang, as long as the emperor died, it was naturally a succession, and it didn't take too many steps to change the world.

Last time, Xiang Shao was able to retreat with his whole body when he went to assassinate alone, but now there are five masters of the Innate Realm who have been invited, and they really can't think of a reason to lose.

So the two sides hit it off...