Liang County, the third day of the first month of March, spring flowers bloom.

Xi Yao casually walked into a wine shop on the side of the road, ordered a pot of slightly sluggish wine, ordered a plate of sauce beef, listened to the slightly drunk market sound of the wine shop, and looked at the storyteller who was talking in the center of the wine shop, and felt that the fatigue of these days was swept away.

Three years ago, he had been to Liangjun once, compared with three years ago, the streets of Liangjun at this moment are full of bustling street scenes, green tiles and red walls, cars and people, and the faces of pedestrians are full of comfortable smiles.

This made him more and more sure that everything Uncle Shi had done in the past three years was correct.

"Hey, old man Li, who wants to listen to these stories of love, love, and talk about some major events on the rivers and lakes!"

"Yes, you are still suitable to tell those stories of fighting, killing, swords and blood rain."

"That's it, how can you not talk about the big things in the world when you are in Liang County."

The diners shouted one after another, and the storyteller on the high platform of the wine shop had to stop the romance book he had originally said, thought about it, patted his hands again, and said:

"Ladies and gentlemen, since this is the case, let's talk about the heroes from all walks of life who are the most powerful in the rivers and lakes today."

"Okay, this is good, Xiao Er, another pot of wine, I love to listen to this."

Hearing the storyteller talk about anecdotes about the rivers and lakes, Xi Yao was also a little interested, so he simply turned sideways and listened with a look on his face.

"It is said that three years ago, the emperor was killed by traitors in Jiangjiang, and all walks of life rose together, and the world was in chaos, but it also led to countless heroes in troubled times."

"If nothing else, let's just say that Kou Zhong, the young marshal who ruled Liang County, suddenly rose up three years ago and forcibly took Liang County from Li Valve, thus rising all the way."

Hearing the news about the current ruler of Liang County, the diners in the wine shop were refreshed, and the originally groggy atmosphere suddenly became lively.

The storyteller cleared his throat and continued: "After capturing Liang County, the young marshal led the army to repel the army of cave brother horse thieves and the rebel thief Yu Wenhua from the Khitan, and killed the Wei army generals Yuwen Chengdu and Yuwen Invincible, and then captured Xiapi, Huairen, Langya, Liangcheng, Lanling City, and defeated Li Zitong's Wu army in the Poison Dragon Gorge, captured the East China Sea, Muyang two cities, and completely became a warlord in the world. ”

The storyteller spoke very quickly, but he spoke in great detail, explaining Kou Zhong's achievements clearly, which made the audience below applaud.

"Good! It's not a loss to be the young marshal of the Liang army, and if you go on like this, pacify those families, it's just around the corner. ”

"Yes, in the past few years, the life of Liang County has been much more comfortable than that of the next county, and there are refugees from the next county from time to time who defect to Liang County."

"Old man Li, you said that Young Marshal Kou is so powerful, why do you still call yourself a young marshal, I see that those warlords in other places call themselves marshals, and they sound one level higher than the young marshal."

In the crowd, some diners seemed to have drunk too much, and they said this in their throats.

As the words fell, a piece of broken silver was thrown on the storyteller's table.

The storyteller's eyes flashed with joy, he quietly picked up the broken silver, coughed, and said slowly: "The young marshal calls himself the young marshal because he is the successor of Lao Junguan, and the backer behind the young marshal is the master of the demon gate, the demon lord Song Xing." ”

As soon as the word Demon Lord came out, the entire wine shop instantly became silent, and it took a while for someone to exclaim.

"Behind the young marshal's army is Lao Junguan?"

"I'll just say, Li Valve has the support of Cihang Jingzhai behind him, and the young marshal was able to seize Liang County from Li Valve, it turns out that there is Lao Junguan's support behind him."

"Lao Junguan has dominated the Demon Gate in the past few years, and his strength has even surpassed Cihang Jingzhai, and there are many talents, no wonder Li Valve can't suppress the young marshal."

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The storyteller slapped the shocked wood again, and waited until everyone was quiet before he spoke again: "Over the years, the Buddha Dao and the Demon Sect have fought several times, and although the Demon Lord rarely makes a move, the few achievements are enough to make the entire Bai Dao dare not act rashly. ”

"Kou Zhong, Xu Ziling, Rong Jiaojiao, Bai Qing'er, and Xi Yao are the most powerful leaders in the limelight in the rivers and lakes in Lao Junguan in recent years, and only the young generation of Bai Dao can fight with the Holy Maiden of Cihang Jingzhai."

"You know, Lao Junguan back then..."

When Xi Yao heard this, he got up with a smile and didn't continue listening, he didn't come to Liang County to listen to the story.

Three years ago, Song Xing sprung up and unified the Demon Gate, and then Kou Zhong, the disciple of the Demon Lord, took the Luoyang Dajiang Gang as the foundation to compete for the world, while the Baidao forces led by Cihang Jingzhai supported Li Valve in Taiyuan, officially setting off a war between the righteous and the demon.

In the past three years, with the strong support of Song Que, Lao Junguan's power has expanded, almost reaching a terrifying speed.

In terms of force, Song Xing and Song Que joined forces, and they could already suppress everything, if it weren't for Song Xing's intention to keep his hands, the two sects of Buddhism and Taoism would have been destroyed in the hands of Song Xing.

In terms of military strength, Song Que and Kou Zhong are both military wizards, and in the past three years, except for Li Shimin, who can fight with the two, the rest of the forces are basically vulnerable.

In terms of financial resources, Lao Junguan, who unified the Demon Gate, almost included all the channels for making money in the Demon Gate, plus the full support of the Song family, who had sold sea salt for generations, all the cities that were included in the Lao Junguan's sphere of influence in the past three years have been prosperous far more than other fields.

Although the leaders of the original major sects of the Demon Gate died, but the foundation was there, Song Xing vigorously promoted the middle and high-level of each faction that was originally excluded from the inner circle, these people were grateful to Song Xing for his promotion, and they were loyal to him, although the power of the Demon Gate was slightly declining for a while, but after three years of development, the power was even more powerful than before.

But in the past two years, Song Xing has rarely appeared in the outside world, most of the time in retreat, Lao Junguan has let Bichen deal with all the mundane affairs, and the affairs of the outside world are mostly taken by a few juniors, but it has made Kou Zhongxi Yao and others famous in the rivers and lakes, and the limelight is unmatched for a while.

Xi Yao left the wine shop, but did not enter Liang County, but slowly walked towards the Jinzhong Lake outside the city.

It is rumored that there was a huge ancient temple by the Jinzhong Lake, which is the temple of the immortals, but after the erosion of the years, it is now dilapidated, the lake is surrounded by mountains and mountains, closely surrounded, the scenery is beautiful, and the stone ancient spring is fragrant.

Xi Yao came here, and he was familiar with the highest and most dangerous peaks, and climbed all the way up.

When I came to the top of the mountain, I saw that there was a huge ring mountain range on the top of the mountain, which was actually a huge volcano.

Xi Yao tapped under his feet, and fell straight towards the crater, several times he had come to the bottom of the volcano, passing through a narrow tunnel in the mountain, Xi Yao only felt that the temperature was getting higher and higher, and he almost thought that he had come to the depths of the earth.

Just when Xi Yao gradually felt unbearable, the tunnel had come to an end, Xi Yao slowed down, although it was not the first time he had seen such a scene, he still felt extremely shocked in his heart.

A large amount of scorching magma flowed in this small space, making Xi Yao almost have the illusion of coming to hell, and in the center of the magma, on a huge black stone pillar, Song Xing's figure sat impressively.

Xi Yao couldn't imagine that in the past two years, Song Xing had spent most of his time in retreat and penance in this purgatory-like scene.

Three years ago, his uncle was a master in the world, and his Huangtian Dafa was able to improve all the way, thanks to Song Xing's careful guidance, so Xi Yao has always been grateful to Song Xing in his heart.

"Uncle Shi!"

Seeing Song Xing open his eyes and look over, Xi Yao bowed and saluted, "The golden mask you asked me to find has a clue." ”