However, it was said that Ling Taixu, Su Changmao and others returned on the Demon God Ship, but their master did not thunder and rage, but praised them a lot. Even those who died mourned for the first time.

Shangfeng's actions surprised Ling Taixu, the more kind the temper of this master was in the past, the more obedient people would be in disaster, if he scolded for a while, his subordinates would save their lives. Now he is not only pleasant, but he has also given many treasures to the people.

This made Ling Tai uneasy and restless. After thinking about it for a night, I decided to take a bath and change clothes, and then ask for guilt from Shangfeng. This Shangfeng said: "Central Plains martial arts, a plate of loose sand." If it's too much of a plan, what is the crime?"

Ling Taixu was terrified and said, "The lord's words have made his subordinates very ashamed. This time, the subordinates not only failed to drag the Dajue Temple and the Zhengyi Sect into the quagmire, but also let the jade lion get rid of the bad things, and the treasures given by the Lord were too vain to be deserved. That Shangfeng sat behind a bead curtain, and Ling Taixu couldn't see his face clearly, only his voice could be heard.

This peak is the Jin Gongzi, after he gave up the position of the master of the door to Mr. Yu Ye, he invited himself to this Cuiping Mountain to cultivate. The power of the painting hall is no less than that of the underworld, which is also the real reason why Mr. Ye does not dare to touch him. What's more, the descendants of the old master have not been found, and fighting with the painting hall will only damage their vitality. In addition, there is the existence of the Great Fa King, who his heart is falling towards, the painting hall and the underworld tower do not know.

Jin Gongzi is the inheritor of the mantle preferred by the old master, and he is naturally extremely unhappy about the loss of his position. But he understood that with his qualifications to sit on the throne of the master of the door, the people of the underworld must be the first to stand up against it. Coupled with a large number of old guys in the door, his prestige is really not enough. After all, he has only been in the church for less than three years.

If it weren't for the old master's careful construction, he might not have won the position of the master of the painting hall. Before he entered the Ghost Sect, the old master was accepted by an apprentice, who looked exactly like him, but because this apprentice was terminally ill and died young. In order to continue to save the painting hall, the old master came up with a plan for Li Dai Taozhuang.

At that time, he visited the Central Plains, and by chance, he met the fallen Jin Gongzi, and brought him back secretly to cultivate carefully, making him the master of this painting hall.

His background has always been a secret, and if you want to really keep this secret, you have to stay away from Mr. Ye's sphere of influence, when he proposed to leave the main altar to recuperate in Cuiping Mountain, Mr. Ye agreed. Mr. Ye admires smart people, and Jin Gongzi is just a smart person with good knowledge.

How difficult it is to shake the foundation of the Ming Dynasty, sometimes it can be said to be wishful thinking. But in Jin Gongzi's view, as long as the calculation is proper and the use of people is appropriate, it is easy to take or extinguish the light. And the promise made in front of the old master can also be fulfilled as soon as possible.

Ling Taixu was waiting for his reply with a sad face. The person inside the curtain sneered: "So you have to give you some hardships to eat, so that you can feel comfortable?" Ling Taixu actually said happily: "The master wants to be beaten and punished, and Taixu admits it." It's just ......" said the man inside the curtain: "It's just that I can't be nice to you." You can't afford it?"

Ling Taixu hurriedly said, "Yes, yes, yes." That's right. The man inside the curtain laughed and said, "Then you can go to the Fire Dragon Cave and stay overnight." Ling Taixu was relieved when he heard this: "Thank you for the grace of the Lord." The man inside the curtain said: "Let's remember the punishment of the Fire Dragon Cave first, I think of a more important thing now." This matter can only be successful, not defeated. If you are defeated, you will come back and wait for the fire dragon cave to kneel for the rest of your life. ”

Ling Taixu said respectfully: "The Lord commands, Taixu must do his best." The man in the curtain said: "'It is not my intention to seal the marquis, but I hope that the sea will be peaceful.'" "Do you know whose poem this is?" Ling Taixu has a wide range of knowledge about the poetry and songs of the ancients, and is also quite interested in the poems and essays of today's celebrities.

He thought for a moment and said, "This is the poem of Qi Laohu, who is the mighty world. The man inside the curtain said, "Yes." It is Qi Jiguang's poem. Ling Taixu's eyes flashed, and he asked tentatively: "Does the Lord want me to invite this old man to do things for us?" ”

Ling Taixu was puzzled: "My subordinates are stupid, and I really can't guess what the Lord wants me to do." The people in the curtain said: "This Qi Jiguang is the rarest general in the Ming Dynasty in the past few hundred years, far comparable to Han Xin, Yue Fei, nearly comparable to Xu Da, and often meets spring." It's a pity that the emperor is stupid and can't use it, which makes him depressed.

And this person's art of war is unparalleled in the world, and I expect that after he is free, he will write a book and speak. Such a mediocre person in the imperial court will inevitably take action against Qi Jiguang in the name of suppressing Zhang Dang, and his military book will also be burned at that time.

In order to ensure that this masterpiece is not lost, you must take this military book with you before the arrival of the court, no matter what means you use. As long as you can get this military book, it will be easy to train a team like the Qi family's army. Even if he fights against the imperial army one day, we can be a little more sure. ”

Ling Taixu said: "Okay, my subordinates will send someone to deal with this matter." The man inside the curtain said: "Be careful. Ling Taixu turned the wooden wheelchair and slowly exited the room. There were two attendants outside the house, one of whom hurriedly lifted the door of the sedan chair, and the other pushed the wheelchair into the sedan chair. 80

Along the way, Ling Taixu was pondering the matter that Shangfeng had confessed, but his heart still couldn't help but think about the Fire Dragon Cave. It is mentioned that the dragon cave is located underground, with a circular magma pool. If a person is close to each other, the flesh and skin are like fire. Even if I kept drinking water, the sweat beads on my body still broke out. It was a hellish place, and it didn't taste good.

At this time, the weather was hot, and as soon as Ling Taixu returned to his residence, he went to the ice cellar to cool off. It is surrounded by large blocks of neatly cut ice and built into a semicircular wall. In the center of this semicircle, there is a stone bed with exquisite carvings, and on a low table next to the stone bed, a jade pot and a small pot are placed.

Ling Taixu took a sip of the chilled Western Regions wine, which was refreshing in the mouth and had an excellent flavor. It was torture for him to go out on this hot day, away from the ice cellar and the wine. It's like a gambler can't touch the dice, and a pervert can't look at a beauty.

He is not interested in beauty, nor in money. Obsessed with the contents of this cup, people in the world are strange, and people's hobbies and interests are completely different. Ling Taixu took a sip, and for him, the most comfortable thing was to sit in this ice cellar and drink good wine. A person pours himself a drink, and he doesn't feel bored at all. On the contrary, he felt very comfortable and satisfied.

The sun shone brightly, like an arrogant king showing off his might to his neighbors. All living beings were impressed by this light, and one by one they showed their decadence and malaise. Xiao Yunfan walked on the avenue with his shoulders bare, his broad forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and the grains were crystal clear.

Tiny beads of sweat gathered together, ran along the contours of the face, concentrated on the chin, and finally dripped into the dirt. The scorching sun was in the sky, and the people who shone were almost dizzy. Xiao Yunfan raised his head, covered his eyebrows with his hand, and looked into the distance. In the distance, there was no shadow of a village.

His lips were chapped and his throat was almost smoking. After days of hurrying, he was concerned about Feng Miaoqing's safety, and he couldn't eat a few bites of food, and he lost a lot of weight. With only the support of deep internal force, under such a poisonous sun, he only felt a panic, and the Venus in front of him was wild, and finally fainted on the side of the road.

When he became conscious, he felt a chill on his face. He opened his eyes slightly, and it turned out that it was a rainstorm. He struggled to get up from the mud puddle, reached out to wipe the muddy water from his mouth, and opened his arms to enjoy the pleasure of the rain. The raindrops quickly slapped on his skin, and there would be a little pain, but his heart was more joyful.

Xiao Yunfan grabbed the burden in the muddy water, held the black empty scabbard, and ran forward. Like a mad lion, rushing into the rain curtain.

He didn't know how long he walked, and the thick clouds in the sky gradually dispersed. The rain gradually became lighter. At this moment, a fast horse galloped not far away, Xiao Yunfan seemed to have exhausted his strength, his legs seemed to be filled with lead, he couldn't move a single step, and stood in the rain like a stake.

The passenger was startled, and quickly tightened the reins, and to the left, the horse's front hooves lifted up, and fell down sharply. A large pool of muddy water splashed and landed on Xiao Yunfan's face. Xiao Yunfan reached out to wipe the sludge off his face. Immediately, the passenger pointed his horsewhip at him and shouted, "Hey, your god-poked turtle son is standing in the middle of the road, aren't you afraid that Lao Tzu's horse will kill you?"

Xiao Yunfan didn't pay attention to people, and just walked forward on his own.

The passenger turned his horse's head and asked, "Hey, why don't you answer, are you deaf?" Xiao Yunfan's instinctive reaction reached out to grab the whip.

Immediately, the passenger snorted coldly, and with a twist of his wrist, the whip retracted like a spirit snake, and then sprang out again, snapped on the ground, and slapped on Xiao Yunfan's face. Xiao Yunfan didn't know the pain, and stood in place. The man glanced at him and sighed, "It turned out to be a melon baby." As he spoke, his legs clamped between the horse's belly, and he ran off into the distance.

Xiao Yunfan only felt that it was dark in front of him, and he lost consciousness. When he remembered it again, he found that his hands and feet were tied, and he was lying on his horse. The horse was so jolting that his heart almost jumped out of his throat.

In a daze, he listened to someone in his ear: "This person is probably a melon baby, and he may die alone in that kind of place and no one will find out." Another said: "Ah Long, your baby is kind, if it were me, I wouldn't care about him as a melon baby, and the rivers and lakes are sinister, do you know whether he is good or bad?"

The young man named Ah Long said: "Xiao Li, it doesn't matter if he is good or bad, the important thing is that his hands and feet have been tied by me. Besides, didn't I show you this man's weapon, but an empty scabbard. What's so scary?" said another, "That's right, what's in his baggage?"

Ah Long squinted and said, "A few tattered clothes, nothing of value." ”