The Qing court was in full swing preparing to suppress Jiangyin, and Zhu Yang had already rushed to Taihu Lake at this time.

Seriously, this place in Taihu Lake is really suitable for rebellion.

Because Taihu Lake is located at the southern foot of the mountain.

Not only can it be cultivated in the lake, but the situation is not good, and it can also escape into the mountains, which is a natural base for rebellion.

However, Zhu Yang had already chosen Jiangyin, so it was naturally impossible to change it.

After all, Zhuyang does not have such a high reputation and harmony around Taihu Lake as around Jiangyin.

Gu Yanwu was living in seclusion in Dongting Mountain in Taihu Lake at this time.

Zhu Yang drove a small boat and went straight to Dongting Mountain.

At this time, it was autumn, and Wang Changling of the Tang Dynasty once had a poem: the water is cold, the smoke and rain are cold, and the frost in the Dongting is slight. The moon moves the boat away, and the night is quiet. Secretly feel the sea demeanor, Xiao Xiao heard the geese flying.

There is also a poem: Feng Piao's cactus comes out, and the sword door opens.

Luoxia and lonely birds fly together, and the autumn water is the same color as the sky.

It's a good view, but it's a pity that the great rivers and mountains at this time have fallen into the hands of the Tartars, which is sad and lamentable.

Zhu Yang is not a person who is sad about spring and autumn.

With the pride of watching the test hand to make up for the cracks in the sky, when Shenzhou was about to sink, the man of the Han family of course drew his sword and rose up, cut off Hu'er's eight million, and regained the glory of Shenzhou's great tomorrow.

Zhu Yang's way of driving the boat is also unique, the vacuum handprint is slapped back again and again, stirring up layers of waves to push the boat forward as if flying.

It didn't take much effort for Zhu Yang to come to the foot of Dongting Mountain.

As the so-called Taihu Lake water shakes the wine ou, the shadow of Dongting Mountain falls on the fish boat.

What a landscape.

Perhaps Zhu Yang's way of boating was too ostentatious, and before Zhu Yang could climb the mountain, suddenly a sword light flew down from the mountain.

The person who came was none other than Yu Yi's master, Taihu Dongting Mountain's thunderbolt captain Chi Yuan.

It is said that the reason why Yu Wei went to Fang's house as a guest was because of Wei Chiyuan's assignment.

As an apprentice of Gu Xuanheng, a Taoist of the Wutai School, Wei Chiyuan learned a lot of skills from his master.

The Wutai sect is a side door, and the teachings in the door are very complex.

There are righteous paths, demonic paths, and even Buddhist paths.

This Wei Chi Yuan has mastered a lot of demonic methods.

The reason why Yu Chiyuan sent Yu Wei to Fang's house was to quietly obtain the soul and refine his magic weapon.

It's just that because of the great power of Emei and the fact that there are several Buddhist bigwigs entrenched in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, Wei Chiyuan did not dare to do it blatantly.

He could only send a few of his apprentices to quietly go to various counties to collect souls.

Yu Wei is one of them.

Yu Chiyuan stipulated that the soul would be sent once a month, and coincidentally, the day after Yu Bu's death was the day to hand in the soul.

Yu Wei is dead, and he is still a fart soul.

However, in the past, when there were delays, Wei Chiyuan didn't pay attention to it at first.

However, after three or five days, Yu Wei had not yet come, and Yu Chiyuan muttered in his heart.

So, today Wei Chiyuan is going to Jiangyin to have a look.

happened to see Zhu Yang driving the boat in this way, which immediately made Yu Chiyuan interested.

You must know that as a sword immortal, you can basically fly and never go.

Seeing that Zhu Yang's envoy was so skilled in grabbing in one go, he should be a sword immortal and the like, but why did he rush in such a stupid way.

Moreover, in the entire Dongting Mountain, there are no other cultivators except himself.

It's hard to be successful, this person is here to visit him.

Therefore, Yu Chiyuan lowered his sword light and came to Zhu Yang.

Zhu Yang didn't expect that even if he came to Dongting Mountain, he could meet people in cultivation, and he couldn't help but sigh, there are so many cultivators in Shushan.

Moreover, these cultivators like to occupy a mountain or a lake or something at every turn, treating it as their own private territory, and do not take the imperial court seriously at all.

Yu Chiyuan is not tall, about seven feet tall, wearing a dark Taoist robe, with a Dao bun on his head, and a yellow gourd on his back, looking like a fairy and a true immortal.

Wei Chiyuan relied on this appearance, but he deceived many people.

But secretly he is a malevolent man.

"Daoyou is polite, in the lower Dongting Mountain, Wei Chi Yuan, dare to ask where Daoyou came from, what do you do?"

To be honest, Zhu Yang didn't want to talk to this guy.

Because Zhu Yang didn't have a good impression of these so-called cultivators at all.

At that time, when he was seeking immortals, he was ridiculed and even humiliated by these people.

However, Zhu Yang didn't want to cause more trouble.

Therefore, Zhu Yang replied: "I have seen Taoist friends, I am a Taoist from Mingyang under the Venerable Master of Kunlun Tianchi, and I came here to visit my old friends, but I don't want to alarm Taoist friends, it is really a sin, and I hope that Taoist friends will forgive me." ”

Zhu Yang dragged the Tianchi Master out again, anyway, there is a Buddha light imprint on his body, and there is no pressure to pretend.

When Wei Chiyuan heard Zhu Yang say that he was a member of the Kunlun faction, some thoughts in his heart were dispelled.

He originally thought that if Zhu Yang was not a disciple of a big sect, he would have done him, and it just so happened that there were still a few decent souls missing in his Liuliu scattered gourd.

A cultivator like Zhu Yang is the most suitable.

It's just that Wei Chiyuan was more reluctant, and when he heard Zhu Yang say that he was a Kunlun disciple, he immediately had no idea.

Kunlun's unity is notoriously united, even more united than the Wutai faction.

Moreover, there are many famous masters in Kunlun Buddhism and Taoism, and they are not easy to mess with.

Forget it, forget it.

Count your boy's life.

Wei Chiyuan dismissed the idea of killing Zhu Yang, and a kind smile appeared on his face.

"It turned out to be Kunlun Gaozu, then the poor road will not disturb the Taoist friends to visit friends, if the Taoist friends have leisure, you can come to the top of the mountain to watch the thunderbolt, the poor road will definitely sweep the couch to greet each other."

After some false politeness, Yu Chiyuan took the sword light and went to Jiangyin.

Zhu Yang looked at the sword light of Yu Chi Yuan in the distance, and the light in his eyes flashed.

Zhu Yang's spirit is so sharp at this time, and his perception is very powerful.

Naturally, he sensed the killing intent that Yu Chiyuan had revealed before.

This guy doesn't seem to be a good guy either.

However, fortunately, Kunlun's tiger skin is still quite strong, which scared this guy, otherwise it would be really troublesome.

Not thinking about him for the time being, Zhu Yang jumped up and came to Dongting Mountain.

Dongting Mountain is actually two mountains, which are East Dongting Mountain and West Dongting Mountain.

Chi Yuan, the lieutenant, lived in West Dongting Mountain, because West Dongting Mountain was farther away from the land.

Zhu Yang came to East Dongting Mountain, because this place is closer to the land, and the mountain is relatively gentle, which is more suitable for mortal habitation.

Gu Yanwu lived here at this time.

Gu Yanwu named his residence Mingxinlu, which is clear on the surface, but it is also loyal and clear.

Clear-hearted, clear-hearted, open-minded.

Therefore, when Zhu Yang came to Gu Yanwu's residence and saw the three big characters of Ming Xinlu, he knew that his trip would definitely not be in vain.