The dark night was like a huge and heavy black curtain, enveloping the whole heaven and earth.

In this thick night, the clouds move forward silently, only accompanied by the sound of water, I don't know the time, I don't ask the west and the east.

Yunluo began to take inventory of his belongings, and there were not many things in his belongings, a small bag, a few clothes, a hat, and a wooden bookcase made by himself, which was filled with all kinds of miscellaneous books he had collected during the year.

Two long swords, "Mountains and Rivers" and "Qianjun", anyway, he is personally very satisfied with these two names.

Then there is a small stack of written talismans, when Fu Lin taught him the basic principles of talismans, by the way, carefully selected a few "simple" talisman painting methods to teach Yunluo, attack with "thunder and lightning talisman", "shrink the ground into inches", run with "breath-holding talisman", "thousands of miles of speed talisman". With these four talismans, it took Yunluo a year to draw countless rune papers before he could barely learn them.

After all, not everyone is like Fu Tianqi.

In addition, there are some bottles and cans, he doesn't need any medicine now, and his body's recovery speed is extremely perverted, so these bottles and cans are all seasoning spices, since Yang Qing complained that the things he baked were unpalatable, Yunluo ran wildly on the road of food, and now the things he tossed out are no worse than those big restaurant masters.

Just such a little thing, people can't help but feel shabby, every time Yang Qing silently watched him treat those broken things as treasures, he would subconsciously look at his own square inches, and wanted to smash the dazzling treasures in his face, so that he didn't be like a second fool who had never seen the world, you are the son of Brother Ling!

But what Yang Qing didn't know was that the "two fools" in his heart were stupid, and this trip really made a lot of money.

The two most eye-catching swords, one long and one short, at this moment Yunluo has time to take a closer look, night vision or something is not a problem for cultivators, the long sword is engraved with an inscription, carefully identify the two words "night practice".

Yunluo pouted, what a strange name, far worse than what I said.

took out the short sword again, with "Qinglu" written on it, Yunluo shook his head, he didn't know it, and asked Uncle Yang back.

Speaking of Uncle Yang, I don't know what kind of place I went out here, whether it was on the Xiangjiang River, how to contact Uncle Yang when the time comes, hey, forget it, don't think about it first, go to the shore and find someone to ask.

So he put the two swords back into the square inch, and then took out a jade plate, he looked at it repeatedly, nothing else, the jade quality is too good, it seems that his knowledge needs to be strengthened.

Yunluo sighed and took out the wooden statue again, his expression was shocked, he hadn't paid attention before, wasn't this the god of fire? How could he be wearing a green robe again? Could it be that this is what Zhu Rong appeared like as the god of water in the South China Sea?

Put away the wood carving, and finally there was the stack of golden rune paper and water-repellent beads, these two things he didn't take out, not because he clearly understood, but because he was worried that if he took it out, the wind would accidentally blow away, or his hand would slip off.

At this moment, this cautious money fan just remembered, don't you want to return these things to Sister Nianxi, how to bring them out!

He pondered whether to go back, and the boat stopped strangely, waiting for Yunluo's decision.

Forget it, it's even more unclear to go back at this time, so you should keep it for Sister Nianxi, and return it to the Zheng family later, or return it to her in person.

Of course, the biggest gain of this trip is the turquoise crystals that are quietly suspended in the dantian at the moment.

Yunluo is still in an unbelievable trance, and Xiange was taken by himself like this?

The immortal that countless great monks dreamed of fell into their hands like this?

Suddenly he remembered Xun Yu, his grandfather had stood at the peak of the Hedao Realm for many years, there should be no immortal, can he transfer this immortal to his grandfather?

Thinking of this, Yunluo tried to remove the immortal from the dantian, but in vain.

In confusion, another divine thought opened in his mind, and Zhu Rong looked at him like a fool, "I didn't expect you to really have such a stupid idea, you can take out this immortal grid, and your dantian will be wasted." If it's yours, you can take it well, take it!Stupid!" After scolding, Zhu Rong's figure dissipated again in the sea of clouds.

Yunluo: "......"

Suddenly, a beam of light burned a hole in the dark night in front of him and pierced into the unknowable distance.

Yunluo slowly approached the growing light, which turned out to be a dock that was still busy.

So, keeping in mind Zhu Rong's instructions, he quickly took out a breath-holding talisman from the square inch and pasted it on his body.

Zhang Dean unloaded the last large bag of goods from the big ship at the dock, twenty years of coolie life, so that the trembling sampan under his feet would not affect his balance, the goods were neatly docked on the carriage docked by the dock, nodded and took a small handful of copper plates from the hand of the cargo ship steward, Zhang Dean took off the sweat towel hanging on his waist, wiped the sweat on his head, wrung out the sweat towel, and let out a sigh of relief, it was another bumper day.

After greeting his fellow brothers, he randomly picked a stone tablet and sat down, wiped a handful of sweat that had seeped out again, and then appeared in front of him in a green shirt.

"Brother, is there an inn here?"

Yunluo, who had changed into a clean green shirt, jumped onto the dock from a gloomy place, and the boat naturally didn't need to be taken care of by him, and returned to the South China Sea Temple on his own.

He saw that Zhang De'an was more kind, so he took the initiative to talk.

Zhang De'an only needs to look at it, from boots to headdress, he remembers it in his heart, this is the ability he has practiced on the dock for many years, and it is also the reason why he can become one of the most paid coolies on this dock.

This glance can be very particular, if you look at it for a long time, it will cause trouble, and if it is short, it is useless, how to stay and wander, and what details to see, are all Lao Zhang's ability to prepare for heirlooms.

With just one glance, he knew that the young man in front of him was not the same kind of person as himself, not to mention how luxurious he was, but it was not bad, mainly based on temperament.

So he got up respectfully and said to the young man with a foreign accent: "Childe, this inn, there are many in the town, both expensive and cheap. ”

Yunluo's heart sank, something was wrong, it wasn't a Hengyang accent.

Nodding, thanking him, he was ready to leave.

Zhang Dean said again, "Those inns are very good at stealing customers, if the son needs it, I can take you to justice." ”

As soon as the words came out, Zhang De'an couldn't wait to slap himself twice, one more sentence!

Yunluo turned around and smiled because of these words, "Then bother the old brother?"

Zhang De'an was relieved, said Childe wait a minute, then ran to the eaves of the opposite warehouse, accurately pulled out his shirt from the row of clothes on the wooden shelf, and followed Yunluo with a smile.

Looking at Zhang De'an's appearance of wanting to speak and stopping, Yunluo smiled gently, "My brother wants to test me, why do you all take off your clothes over there?"

Zhang De'an's eyes were shocked.

"It stands to reason that it is naturally more comfortable to carry things in clothes. Yunluo said as he walked, "But the clothes are expensive." ”

After speaking, Yunluo looked at Zhang De'an, and the two laughed tacitly.

Zhang Dean glanced at Yunluo without a trace, no.

"Brother wants to say again, I don't look like I can know this?" Yunluo quipped again.

Zhang De'an was stunned, didn't he meet a fairy? But this Zuo Jinjin hadn't heard of any trace of a fairy for hundreds of years.

With a hint of nostalgia, Yunluo smiled and said, "I've done this too." ”

This time Zhang De'an was even more suspicious, thinking that this son also seemed to be a kind person, so he had the courage to reply, "This old Zhang doesn't believe it." ”

Yunluo didn't answer him, but squinted at the sky and the moon, "There are so many things, I don't believe it myself." ”

Zhang Dean took Yunluo and continued to walk towards the town next to the dock, admiring this young man in his heart.

was disgusted by Yang Qing before, despised by Zhu Rong, there is no way, compared to them, Yunluo is indeed far behind.

It doesn't mean that Yunluo is really bad, on the contrary, compared to most people in this world, Yunluo is good enough.

The innkeeper who is so good that the charm in front of her is still there, intentionally or unintentionally, wants to brush the green jade hands to Yunluo's chest, this Fuxu Town, but I haven't been to such a handsome offspring for a long time.

Zhang Dean coughed lightly, "Sister Shao, you have to give this son a generous price." ”

"I know, I know, I talk a lot. Hearing this rustic title that suddenly made her lose her grade, the proprietress glanced at Lao Zhang hatefully, turned her head and smiled and said to Yunluo: "Son, what kind of room do you want, my guest rooms are clean and tidy, and you can see the sea from the window of the upper room." ”

Listening to the crookedness in this voice, Yunluo smiled slightly, "Then come to the upper room where you can see the sea." ”

"Childe, please come with me. The proprietress personally took Yunluo to the upper floor, looking at the cheerfully twisted waist, Yunluo's expression was calm, and Zhang De'an swallowed his saliva unconsciously.

Refusing the hostess's invitation to drink and talk, Yunluo sat down alone in the room, calm in his heart.

In the conversation with Zhang Dean just now, he determined that he was in Nanyue, which was nearly a thousand miles away from Hengyang, which meant that he and Uncle Yang were separated. Even Uncle Yang may not know his whereabouts, and there is no need for him to wait here, so he needs to think about the future path.

Looking at the sea outside the window, vast, surging, calm, and lonely, it seems to be able to accommodate many words, and it can also accommodate the chaotic heart of the clouds at the moment, so his heart slowly calmed down.

His grandfather, Xun Yu, the minister of Shu, although he planned a lot for himself, he never made any clear demands on himself, but just spread out the cruel truth in front of him along with Qin Ling's manual.

As if to say, child, you can choose your life.

Thinking of Qin Ling, he couldn't help but think of all the things recorded in the manual, what a ruthless heart and vicious hands must have to be to brew that scene of human tragedy.

Why did your parents die?

How did Qin Ling die, and who killed him?

What kind of force is secretly tearing the Ling family's army apart?

Yunluo's heart was full of grief and indignation and questions, and he wanted to ask the figure sitting on the dragon chair in person.

So, for the first time, he made up his mind, he wanted to personally walk into the majestic Tianjing City, into the palace, and ask the enemy who used to be his uncle, and now he killed his father and mother, why!

Grandpa is already old, Old Man Jiang is also old, Grandpa Wen's hair is gray, so many people have been waiting for a truth for seventeen years, and they can't wait long.

Yunluo's palm has an extra mountain and river sword, Yang Hao, three years later, we will see you in Tianjing City!

I am full of grief and indignation, and I want to speak with a three-foot sword.

At that time, Yongding was the early summer of the seventeenth year.

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Tianjing City is majestic and magnificent, standing tall.

There is also a Xiongcheng in the Xiongcheng, and that is the Imperial City.

A gust of wind passed through the palace, stayed on the desk of Emperor Yongding, and turned the pages.

The man in the bright yellow robe had a handsome face, and his two beards were just right to add enough majesty to him.

He silently wrote a "three" on the new page that was turned by the wind, and pondered carefully.

Three years later, his cultivation was able to break through to the Eight Realms and become a rare great monk among emperors, strong and strong, young and strong, enough to deal with the trivial and complicated government affairs.

Three years later, he and the national teacher's twenty years of Taoguang forbearance will officially end, in the secret warehouse in the country, there will be enough hundreds of thousands of troops to fight for a year's military rations, there will be a large number of excellent military resources will be continuously stored, there will be a cavalry that can resist the Northern Abyss Blizzard Wolf Cavalry has been quietly successfully trained, and the soldiers are pointing to the grassland dynasty in the north that is now majestic and arrogant.

At that time, a majestic empire will be created in his own hands, and he will prove to history, to the future, and to the people of the world that he Yang Hao is the most suitable Lord of Destiny, not the Ling Qingyun who has been buried in history!

As for the orphan who is full of news, Yang Hao, who now has the world in mind, just gives a few orders, and there will naturally be monstrous waves to swallow it, this is power and power.

I have great talent and strategy, and I want to talk to the world.

At that time, Yongding was the early summer of the seventeenth year.