"Senior brother!"

Just when Haita's mind was not in the middle of his thoughts, he suddenly shouted in surprise, and a handsome young man with sword eyebrows and thin lips and a bright look suddenly jumped out from the side, looking slightly excited, "Haha, it's really senior brother, you haven't been here for two months." How's it going, has there been anything new going on outside lately...... Alas, I'm miserable, I've been trapped here all year round and can't go down the mountain, and I don't know what the teacher thinks, it's boring here......"

Hearing this, Haita couldn't help frowning slightly, and interrupted, "Senior brother, don't you still understand the teacher's painstaking efforts? The teacher didn't let you stay here to trap you, but to make you ......."

waved his hand again and again, "Senior brother, you're here again...... I understand, I understand. I'm impetuous, and I'm staying here to cultivate my self-cultivation and consolidate my cultivation...... How did you become as ...... as your master," pouted, and the handsome young man said disapprovingly.

"You ......" Hai Tower, who is already wooden by nature and is not good at words, was robbed by this, opened his mouth, and didn't know what to say. In the end, he could only look at Wen Silin, who was born in a wealthy family and was talented, and was also the last disciple accepted by the teacher, shook his head slightly, and diverted the topic, "The teacher is in the pond in the back?"

"Yes. ”

"Then I'll go first. With a slight nod, Haita continued to walk rear. At the same time, I couldn't help but sigh lightly in my heart, among the three junior brothers, Wen Sling's martial arts talent was the highest, but this junior brother was good, but his temperament was too jumpy, and he had to grind......

"Oh......" Winslin stood there with a hesitant expression, he knew that Senior Brother Haita would definitely bring some new news from outside. But if you go to audit, you may be criticized by the master and brother again, so it is very entangled. In the end, he hammered his palm, but he still couldn't stop the curiosity in his heart. chased after him, "Senior brother, wait, I'll go over with you......"

......

In the rear courtyard, there is a clear water pond in the bamboo forest. When Haita and Wensling arrived, they saw at a glance the figure sitting on a straw mat under the shadow of green bamboo on the right side of the pond.

This is a thin old man, a little rickety, wearing a green coat, and at a glance there is no difference from an ordinary peasant man. It should be that he is old, and he is no longer good at farming. So now I have picked up hobbies and pleasures that I wanted to do but didn't have time to do, such as growing flowers, fishing, etc.

He was fishing now, but perhaps because the breeze in the forest was too pleasant, a pair of old eyes were already slightly narrowed, and he was slowly napping. It's hard to believe that even if a fish is baited, he can still pull the rod in time.

But the fact is that if someone says that the old man raised the green bamboo fishing rod in his hand. Give it a send. Even if it can destroy the Bran Palace more than ten miles away in an instant, no one will question it. Because this old man, who is both ordinary and ordinary, and seems to be lacking in energy, is none other than the recognized strongest man in the West-Ze Continent - Bran Sword God Wu Ding!

"Teacher. Gently walking over, Haita and Wensling saluted respectfully outside the table.

Tsing Yi Wu Ding slowly opened his eyes, there was no so-called sword out of the sheath, but a pair of normal cloudy old eyes. Oh, and there is a slight gentle smile, waving his hand casually, and his tone is calm: "Haita is here." Sit down. ”

"Yes. Nodding yes, Haita and the two of them took each side of the mat and sat opposite the teacher. Wen Ce Lin was the youngest of them, and as a matter of course, he picked up the clay pot and teacup next to him and poured tea. Haita looked at the empty straw basket on the side and smiled: "It seems that the teacher has not gained anything today." ”

"yes, I've been fishing for so many years. The fish here know me, but they don't take the bait. Putting down the green bamboo fishing rod, Wu Ding stroked his palm, and his expression was a little helpless, like a naughty child.

Wen Silin, who was on the side, pulled the corners of his mouth imperceptibly when he heard this, handed over the teacup, and was very disapproving. Originally, teacher, your fishing rod has neither bait nor hook, how can it be possible to catch fish......?

Taking a sip of light green tea, Wu Ding seemed to have thought of something, and asked casually: "How is it, is it still smooth to teach the homework of a few princes?"

Bran Sword God is Bran's Sword God after all, even if he may not be willing to deal too closely with the royal power, but strength, influence and other factors are destined to be impossible.

Of course, with the status of the sword god Wu Ding, no one dares to say anything if he doesn't want to, let alone force him. But it's still the same truth, since you are already in the red world, some things are naturally not easy to get rid of. Therefore, Haita, as the first disciple of the Sword God, also has another identity job, that is, to be the teacher of several princes of Bran.

It may not be to teach martial arts, in fact, as the prince of Bran, it is likely to become the identity of the next king of Bran, and martial arts are not important to them. The important thing is that there is this relationship, the relationship between the Sword God and the royal court, which is what everyone pays attention to.

"Shun lì. Haita nodded, his expression calm, but the words he said next were not so plain, "The eldest prince is still heroic and strong, domineering, and has a strong martial heart. The second prince is gentle and humble, and he has the closest relationship with me, so he should have a heart to win over......"

The flat and straightforward tone soon told the personality traits of several princes. "Haha, the world says that my eldest disciple has a gentle personality and is a good person. It's really surprising that I don't want to be talking about people behind my back now......"

"Teacher......" Haita looked at Woodin with a playful smile on his face, and shook his head helplessly, knowing that the teacher was a naughty character again.

As I said just now, maybe the sword god Wu Ding had no intention of asking about the imperial power, but how could the royal court not care about his opinion. So if it really comes time to decide on the succession of kings, whether he wants to or not, Wooding always has something to say. And the source of these views naturally comes from the Sea Tower.

And in this respect, the Sea Tower is actually a shield pushed out by Woodin. However, if the master has something, it is normal for the disciple to obey his labor.

Of course, these evaluations of the prince are just routine words for now, and it is impossible to make any decisions. After ignoring the teacher's teasing, Haita frowned and continued, "Teacher, the situation has been a little turbulent lately. ”

"Oh? Wooding's tone was still flat, as if he was talking about what to eat for lunch. And in fact, it is almost like this, in the eyes of this old man who has stood at the pinnacle of the world for more than 100 years. The world is like a cloud, and it is indeed bearish.

"First of all, there is news from the front line, the troops of the tribes in the Northern Wilderness are frequently mobilized, and it seems that there will be a big war this winter!"

"Hey, didn't it hurt enough to beat those barbarians last year?" As soon as the words fell, Wen Ce Lin on the side suddenly raised his eyebrows and said sarcastically, this is almost the general attitude of the Bran people towards the people of the Northern Wilderness.

However, unlike Winslin, Wooding touched his forehead with his hand when he heard this. sighed lightly: "It's really a big trouble...... Haita nodded solemnly, obviously agreeing with the teacher's opinion.

"Big trouble...... Barbarians? Why? Every few years they start a big war, but don't we all drive them back?"

Haita shook his head and said in a long voice, "Senior brother, this time is different from the past...... Bran didn't have a second Ziyi. ”

"Uh......" opened his mouth. Winslin couldn't help but be silent when he heard this. Even though his eyes are too high, but for Ziyi, the only military god who can be as famous as his teacher in this Bran. I don't dare to criticize it.

And Zi Yi does have such a pivotal position. Since the beginning of his military service, the military situation between Bran and the Northern Wilderness has been completely reversed, and in the following decades, the fierce Northern Wilderness barbarians have never broken the defense line of the Bran Legion again, even once! The entire northern territory of Bran and tens of millions of people have to protect its immortal prestige and not see the flames of war. No swordsmen, enjoy decades of peaceful life!

But now this peerless Tianjiao who shook the continent has returned, although the Bran army is still the strong Bran army, but the generals and marshals in the army. Who would dare to pat their chests and stand up to inherit the glory of Ziyi? Who would dare to continue to keep the northern barbarians out of the country......

After a moment of silence, Wu Ding raised his head and asked, "What is the decision of the royal court?"

"Increase the troops, transfer the Southern Tiger Roar Legion to the front line!" but ......" After a pause, Haita frowned and shook his head, "There is a problem now, the Zichen Legion has not been able to settle down...... The main thing is about the choice of the new corps marshal, there are many opinions in the parliament, and there are great differences. ”

"Ridiculous! When, a bunch of things that don't know whether to live or die!" The naughty smile that had been hanging on the corner of Woodin's mouth disappeared in an instant, although he was not a member of the army, but he had lived for so long, he could naturally see the cattleness of this so-called divergent opinion.

It's nothing more than that the ownerless fat of the Zichen Legion is too tempting, so that some powerful people can't help but move their minds. And under the competition between you and me, naturally there will be no unified candidate. As for the Northern Wilderness attack, this is really a bit far away for the big people in Brandu City......

Wen Ce couldn't help but ask, "Didn't Zi Yi think about appointing the next Legion Marshal before he entered the Northern Wilderness?"

Hightower shook his head, and Woodin suddenly sighed, "That idiot ......" wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say much. Haita glanced at the teacher and bowed slightly, as if agreeing with this assessment.

There are very few people who know about Zi Yi and the Empress of the Northern Wilderness, but there are always people who know. These include Wooding, Haita, and King Bran. In this way, even if it is clear that Zi Yi has never betrayed Bran in his life, but it is a matter of national security, Zi Yi has designated the next marshal of the legion, how dare the royal court agree lightly in order to prevent it?

"So what now?" Wencelin was born in a powerful family, so he naturally knew that the struggle of interests was fierce. In the face of such temptation, no one will compromise unless the king approves it. And even if the king comes forward, he will not be appointed at random, and he will also consider the interests of all powerful people, I am afraid that he has a headache now......

After a while, Wooding looked at Haita and said, "Although I have never joined the army, I also know that foreign helpers cannot be foremen. Bring a message to His Majesty the King, the candidate for the new marshal of the Zichen Army can only be selected from the eight generals of the Zichen Eighth Army. ”

"Yes. Haita nodded, not surprised. In fact, this is indeed the best decision, as soon as the new marshal is from the Zichen Legion, there is no need to run in and become familiar. Second, it also directly avoids the interests of the owner, don't you want to fight?

It is worth mentioning that such a decision must have been thought of a long time ago, but it was the lack of a person who could suppress the noble owner to put it forward. And the sword god Wu Ding undoubtedly has the ability to control the field, and he is also the most suitable candidate.

In just a few words, the problem of the Imperial Diet was resolved for most of the year. This is also the prestige and deterrence of the sword god Wu Ding in this world where martial arts are respected and the law of the jungle is eaten!

"In addition to the Northern Wilderness and the army problem, the recent turmoil has also come from the Temple of Light......" After a pause, the corners of Haita's mouth rose slightly, and he emphasized in an accentuated tone. "This is also the biggest turmoil!"

"Temple?" Winsling pouted, "What's going on with those pretending to be ghosts?"

The status of the Temple of Light in the Bran Empire is undoubted, but not everyone will give face, at least not the Sword God's faction, which can be heard from the raised corners of Haita's mouth and Wenslin's playful tone.

As for the reason, it is more complicated, if it is simple, it is that one mountain cannot tolerate two tigers!

As we all know, Bran is an empire where kingship and divine power are closely linked. The power of the Temple of Light penetrates into every realm of Bran, and this is definitely not an exaggeration. But now there is a force that can also influence the royal power. That is, the sword god faction, and the temple side will naturally not be reconciled. Over time, contradictions arise......

Among the contradictions, the most important conflict is because of Zofan. Although in Dawn City, Zovan didn't want to leave by himself. Actively detonate a crystal and die. But the role of the Temple of Light in this is undoubtedly extremely important, precisely because they take the lead. The gray army was surrounded and suppressed. also forced Zofan to a dead end. In this way, the Sword God faction undoubtedly hated the temple very much!

Sure enough, when Wu Ding heard this, his cloudy old eyes first flashed a trace of pain, and he remembered the disciple he valued the most, and then asked with a smile, "How is it a turbulent method?"

"It's very turbulent! The power of the temple in the north has almost been destroyed by the devastation. Believers rioted en masse. The clergy suffered heavy casualties. If nothing else, it will be a matter of time before he is driven out of the north!"

"What!" "Really?"

If Wensling's exclamation was out of his voice, it could be because of his temperament. But even Wooding, who has experienced a lifetime of storms and waves, and everything is not in his heart, can't help but question as if he heard it wrong. You can imagine the strong shock brought by this news!

Haita nodded heavily: "Seriously! Now the temple is forcefully blocking the news and putting out fires everywhere. However, hehe......" chuckled twice, with Haita's status in the royal court, it was naturally not difficult to know these news.

"Haha......" confirmed the authenticity of the news, and Wooding suddenly patted the straw mat beside him, looking up and laughing wildly, gloating like a naughty child.

In an instant, laughter rumbled, like thunder. Crossing the surrounding bamboo forest, it reverberated over the Wooding Residence for a long time. The people in the outer clearing looked up in amazement, this is ...... The laughter of the sword god was shocked, and he looked at each other in confusion. What the hell happened that the sword god was so happy?

Perhaps, only Haita and Wenslin can know why the teacher is so happy......

Yes, Zofan's death is indeed a huge blow to the sword god Wu Ding. But due to his own influence and the peace of the empire, Wu Ding naturally couldn't carry a sword to the temple to find the other party's bad luck. But now that I can hear that the other party is in such a wolf situation, I am naturally very happy!

Haita didn't hide his joy either, and continued to smile and say, "I also heard the news, and there is chaos within the temple for this reason. The Puritans and ascetics, who had always ignored mundane matters, also joined forces and blamed the temple higher-ups, huh...... His Holiness the Pope has had a hard time lately. ”

"Ha, it's worth celebrating, it's worth celebrating!" clapping and laughing, Wu Ding picked up the green bamboo fishing rod on the side, waved it casually, and the slender silk thread drew a faint trace on the calm lake...... Seven or eight fat fish jumped out of the water in unison, twisted their tails, and splashed a little bit of water.

On closer inspection, the fish were not dragged out of the water because they had bitten the hook, and there was no hook at the end of the thread. And the reason why there is a harvest scene in front of me is because the slender silk thread is like a fine needle, which accurately penetrates the gills of each fish and lifts it in a row.

"Go, get a knife and a pot. Rolling up his sleeves, Wu Ding grinned, "The teacher is in a good mood today, and I will personally cook a whole fish feast for you." Oh, bring some more bowls, and everyone outside has fish soup to drink. Who makes me happy, haha......"

Seeing that the master was so happy, Haita and Wenslin, who were disciples, were naturally also happy. Qi Qi answered, and stood up to get the cutlery.

At this time, Wooding suddenly remembered something, and asked Haita, "By the way, who can bring such a big surprise to the temple?"

"Don, that's the name...... Well, what needs to be said is that he is a man of the Gray Army. ”

"Well, the Gray Army?" Wu Ding raised his head in surprise, and then blinked his cloudy old eyes, and his expression was very emotional, "This is retribution...... No, you have to break your vows today. Fetch me another pot of wine, and drink three bowls of him for it!"

"Uh......"

......

Although Wooding's small house is located in the middle of nowhere, there is naturally no shortage of all kinds of tableware. The only thing that can be said to be lacking is alcohol, and for the sake of the master's health, Haita has searched and emptied all the drinks here a few years ago. But that wasn't a problem, as Wenslin broke through the air and in just a few minutes, brought a bottle of his master's favorite wine from the capital.

Immediately, the backyard pond was a busy job, Wu Ding personally handled it, and Haita and the two of them worked together to clean up the fat fish. That's when

Haita thought of something, and after being puzzled for a while, he still asked: "Master, do you say that there is a secret book in this world that can quickly improve the fighting spirit?"

............ (To be continued......)