Chapter 121: Zhongjing City
"How is this possible?"
Watching Yang Xian drive away, the fat monk was stunned, and blood kept dripping from his hands. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
When the golden cymbals in his hand were shattered by Yang Xian, the tiger's mouths on both hands had been shattered by a huge force.
"Didn't the head of the family say that the master of the Central Plains is the first in the world with Zhu Hongyi, a Confucian sect? Why is it so powerful just to meet a child today?"
After this monk came to the Central Plains from the Western Regions, he was in awe at first, but after seeing a large number of "masters" in the Central Plains, he found that these "masters" were not as powerful as the masters and brothers said, and slowly became arrogant.
I just think that the Central Plains Martial Arts is just like this, and the teachers and brothers are inevitably a little exaggerated, much worse than themselves.
But when he met Yang Xian today, he was hit by Yang Xian casually, and his golden cymbals were broken, and most of his arrogance dissipated at once.
"It seems that the master and brothers are right, there are really many masters in this Central Plains region!
Yang Xian was tall, comparable to a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, this monk just thought that Yang Xian was seventeen or eighteen years old, if he knew that Yang Xian's actual age was only twelve years old, it was estimated that he would be even more surprised.
"It seems that we will have to be careful in the future!"
When he saw that Yang Xian was such a young man, he was like being poured a basin of cold water on his head, and his arrogance and domineering feelings no longer existed. Since then, he didn't dare to make more trouble, and he practiced honestly, until he reached the realm of the grandmaster, and then he came to the Central Plains to experience again.
Putting aside this person, let's just talk about Yang Xian.
After smashing the golden cymbals of the monk of the Great Wheel Temple, Yang Xian drove all the way forward, the two green horses were extremely handsome, even if they were running like flying, but the carriage did not seem to be too bumpy.
In the first two days, because of the death of a familiar person, Xiao whispered and did not want to talk much, but after a few days, the sadness gradually dissipated, and the little girl became lively.
With her talking and laughing with Yang Xian on the road, she was not very lonely along the way.
The main altar of the Demon Gate, Qingmu Cliff, is located in the Seven Emotions and Six Desires Peak of Moyun Prefecture, which already belongs to the extreme north of the Great Zhou, and is also 30,000 miles away from Qingzhou.
With the footsteps of these two green horses, I feel that Moyun Prefecture will be at least half a year younger.
Fortunately, Yang Xian himself is for experience, and he has time, but he doesn't mind.
He's been here, but the things he's caused have already begun to ferment.
Because of his horizontal intervention, the children of the Demon Gate Southern Sect were greatly annoyed, and they spent a lot of manpower to lure Xiao Tiandong elsewhere, and they were about to catch Xiao Qingyu, but they didn't think that they were ruined by Yang Xian.
This matter was learned by the high-level of the Demon Gate, and in a fit of anger, all the disciples of the Demon Gate who participated in the matter at that time were killed, and a blood order of seven killings was issued, so that people must catch Xiao Qingyu and save Xiao Qingyu's mysterious little screaming flower, if they can't be captured alive, then Xiao Qingyu must also be killed.
As long as Xiao Qingyu dies, Xiao Tiandong will naturally leave flaws in his heart, and his cultivation will inevitably fail to reach the state of consummation, which will greatly reduce the threat to the Southern Sect.
Since the Demon Gate was divided into two sects, the North and the South, both the North Sect and the South Sect wanted to defeat each other, make the Demon Gate one, and reproduce the glory of the Demon Gate.
Now there are peerless figures such as Xiao Tiandong in the Northern Sect of the Demon Gate, while although there are many disciples in the Southern Sect, there are few superb.
If this situation is not improved, the Southern Sect will inevitably decline in the future, and after a few decades, the Southern Sect will no longer be able to confront Xiao Tiandong.
This is also in view of this, the Demon Gate Southern Sect has started to think about Xiao Tian.
Either kill him, control him, or maim him.
Otherwise, if Xiao Tiandong grows up, the life of the Demon Gate Southern Sect will be extremely difficult.
And just when the Demon Gate Southern Sect was angry about this matter, in the Zhongjing City of Zhongzhou, there was also a person who was furious!
In a study, a middle-aged man dressed in black kicked the embroidered stool next to him, and let out a series of roars at the red-robed man in front of him: "Zhu Hongyi, my Eight Divisions of Heaven Surveying and the Thunder Tribes suddenly broke off the news in Qingzhou, what is going on?"
"Didn't you say that Yang Xian, the new master of the new sect of science, is only twelve years old, could it be that a twelve-year-old child can destroy my Heaven Survey Tribe?"
He pointed at Zhu Hongyi's nose and shouted, "Why did the Bade brothers suddenly disappear in Qingzhou? Could it be that they were also killed by Yang Xian?"
The man in black was slender and straight, with a big hooked nose under his slender eyes, thin lips covered by a thick beard, his face was pale, his chest couldn't help but rise and fall, and at this time, his eyes seemed to be about to erupt fire, and he shouted and scolded Zhu Hongyi in front of him, "What are you doing to eat? Can't you solve it with a small child?"
Zhu Hongyi stood bent down, listening to the curse of the man in black, with no expression on his face.
It wasn't until the man in black had scolded enough that he said softly: "Your Majesty, it's extremely difficult to capture the hidden school and the chaotic party, let alone their door master?"
His voice was deep and melodious, so magnetic that it made people feel like they were secretly feeling just listening to him.
This man in black is the current Ming Emperor Zhou Li, after listening to Zhu Hongyi's words, he slowly calmed down, and said: "Door master? What kind of door master can a newly weaned child be? Mei Niansheng passed on the throne to him, how many people can obey him?"
Zhu Hongyi said softly: "Brother Bade has already served!"
The corners of Zhou Li's eyes twitched sharply a few times, his face turned flushed, and he said hatefully: "These eight old beasts, I have always treated them well, and they actually betrayed me for a little beast?"
He looked at Zhu Hongyi and said, "This matter has too much impact, don't let the hundred officials know! You have to pay close attention to the protégés and former officials of these eight old things, if there is a slight mistake, you will be killed!"
Zhu Hongyi bent down and said, "The old minister has already ordered this matter." ”
"It's just that the Bade brothers are extremely meticulous, and long before they went to Qingzhou, their disciples, family members and friends had already hidden in advance. ”
Zhou Li was angry again, stretched out his hand and slapped it on the square table in front of him, making a loud "bang", and shouted: "Old horseman!"
After the golden stone square table was slapped by him, the entire table top slowly flowed up like quicksand, slowly collapsing and flowing to the ground, forming a pile of golden powder one by one.
The strange thing is that even the teapot and bowl that Zhou Li did not touch with the palm of his hand collapsed with the collapse of the square table, and the tea in the teapot had already dissipated without a trace.
Zhu Hongyi praised: "Your Majesty, your Black Water Xuangong is becoming more and more refined!"
Zhou Li snorted coldly, "No matter how powerful it is, it can't compare to Aiqing's measuring ruler!"
Zhu Hongyi bent down and said: "Your Majesty praises falsely, and the old minister is terrified!"
"Okay, you need to care about the messy things, don't ignore them, I give you a year, you bring me Yang Xian's head!"
Zhu Hongyi looked embarrassed: "Your Majesty, if I leave Beijing, I'm afraid that something big will happen in Zhongjing City!"
Zhou Li's face changed slightly, "What's the matter? Without you, the great master of science, wouldn't this Zhongjing I be able to control it?"
Zhu Hongyi looked terrified, "Don't dare!"
Seeing him like this, Zhou Li's anger gradually subsided, and he said softly: "Hongyi, I heard that if there is smoke everywhere today, there will be riots of riots in various places, yes or no?"
Zhu Hongyi said: "The scabies scale moss is not a big deal, only this chaotic Confucianism is a problem for the henchmen!"
Zhou Li said: "In that case, why don't you capture and kill the new master of the Confucian sect first?"
Zhu Hongyi said: "There are priorities!"
Zhou Li was stunned for a moment, "What else is more important than eliminating the chaotic Confucianism?"
Zhu Hongyi sighed slightly, took out a letter from his cuff, and presented it to Zhou Li, "Your Majesty, there is movement in the Northern Immortal Heavenly Pass!"
Zhou Li's face turned pale in an instant!