Ah Zi is a good tour guide, telling the local customs in a quirky way, which opened the eyes of the emperor.

In spring, the sea of stars is extremely beautiful, with purple alpine gardens, yellow chrysanthemums, and pink artemisia...... Dotted around lakes large and small, clusters and clusters. Wild yaks and Tibetan antelopes roam freely, bar-headed geese and yellow ducks play in the water, and scaleless fish swim in groups, which is really a beautiful scenery.

Xiaoxing stayed overnight, and on this day, the two finally walked out of the sea of stars. Behind him are countless lakes and marshes, shining like stars under the sun, like peacocks opening their screens, very beautiful and magnificent.

It wasn't until the two of them found the nearest village that they realized that they had gone in the wrong direction.

"This ......" Ah Zi looked at Huangfu with embarrassment.

Huangfu touched his head, and said in his heart: "I knew this girl was unreliable!" but he comforted: "It's okay, just walk out of the sea of stars......"

This huge sea of stars is too desolate, and if someone does not lead the way, the emperor will not be able to get out of it in just a few days.

Ah Zi looked at him secretly, for this person who took the Shenmu Wang Ding, she was full of admiration and fear, coupled with some careful thinking of the girl's family, she was extremely ashamed of such an oolong.

The locals couldn't understand the language, and the two of them asked more than a dozen villagers in a row, but they couldn't figure out where they were now.

This did not change until the third day.

Yang Deshan is the largest horse dealer in the local area, rich and hospitable, quite a taste of the style, many down-and-out warriors on the rivers and lakes have gone to him, and his popularity is very good.

Although the two Huangfu Yan speak different languages from the locals, these traders are all authentic Han Chinese. Because of the existence of Western Xia, the horse business of the Northern Song Dynasty could only detour to the Xingzhu Sea, and the source of this horse was this place called the Uighurs.

Huang Fu Yan could not have imagined that the two of them had run to the Uighurs by mistake.

"Looking at the dress of the Emperor Fu Shaoxia, it should be someone from the south of the Great Song River, right?" Yang Deshan said very firmly.

Ah Zi was a little curious, what Jiangnan, she didn't have too many concepts.

Huang Fu Yan smiled and nodded, and continued to inquire about the Uighurs: "I heard that many Uighurs believe in Zoroastrianism?"

"Zoroastrianism?" Yang Deshan was stunned for a moment, "Huangfu Shaoxia is talking about the Holy Fire Sect, right?"

"Yes......" Huang Fu Yan said with some excitement.

"Speaking of this Holy Fire Sect, in fact, it was hundreds of years ago, the local people had already begun to believe in Buddhism, but I didn't expect it to come out again, and it has become a little more and more intense this year...... "Yang Deshan was very good at telling a lot of news about the Holy Fire Sect.

In fact, the Uighurs at this time paid tribute to the Great Song Dynasty every year, and the Han people were greatly satisfied with their local face.

Yang Deshan took a sip of tea and sighed: "In this way, the current situation of my Great Song Dynasty is much better......

Indeed, the alliance of the Yuanyuan maintained at least nominal peace, until Song Huizong broke the treaty and joined forces with the Jurchens to destroy the Liao, and the Song and Liao were relatively peaceful in these decades, of course, except for fighting each other.

Yang Deshan chattered, but Huangfu didn't listen to a word.

"The Holy Fire Sect bewitched the people, and for the sake of the Kuzen Temple, it was not tolerated, and the soldiers of the Seven Uighurs encircled and suppressed the Holy Fire Cultists, and the northwest of the Uighurs was in turmoil! Not long ago, the Holy Fire Sect stood on its own feet and respected the son of the Pope as the god of fire!" These were Yang Deshan's original words, and the Emperor Fu Yan only felt a little dizzy in his brain, and wanted to wait to confirm whether the Pope he was talking about was Hestia, if it was her, then this child ......

"Is there a way for Elder Yang to send me to meet the Holy Fire Sect's Pope?"

"This ...... Huangfu Shaoxia, there is a war going on over there, aren't you looking for trouble in the past......" Yang Deshan persuaded.

"......" Huangfu Yan looked at him seriously.

Ah Zi was a little strange, but when she remembered that she could see a big battle, she couldn't help but cheer a little, she was not afraid of watching the excitement, not to mention that after knowing the martial arts of the emperor, she was not worried about any danger.

"Okay...... Tomorrow we have a deal with the people from the Holy Fire Sect, and we can take you over when the time comes......" Yang Deshan stroked his beard and glanced at him.

"Then thank you Elder Yang!" Huangfu clenched his fists and thanked him.

The two chatted for a while, the Holy Fire Cult had made a comeback, and life was not easy, and now they were besieged by the Kuchan Monastery and the Uighurs, and they could only rely on some smugglers to maintain their daily consumption.

Huangfu Yan's heart was a little heavy, and he couldn't help too much with the war, maybe he could let Yang Lao help do more business, but it couldn't change the situation.

As the night passed, the horse team began to move slowly northwest.

Huangfu Yan and Ah Zi followed behind, and Ah Zi was talking all the way.

Siping is a very large town, the houses are lined up one after another, and it is the day of the bazaar, the people are disturbing, and it seems very lively. Lao Yang's caravan was inconspicuous among them, and soon took over with several local traders, each with what he needed, and parted ways before nightfall.

At the same time, two figures, one large and one small, followed the local traders closely into a hidden mountain stream. The main road was blocked by officers and soldiers, and the only way that could lead to the Flame Cult's sphere of influence was the current narrow mountain stream.

Ah Zi was extremely interested in this kind of trick of stalking people, if he hadn't been glared at viciously by the emperor several times, I am afraid that he would have gotten carried away and teased these vendors.

Just as she was once again stopped by the emperor's prank, there was a sudden sound of footsteps in the distance behind her.

Huangfu lowered his body, grabbed Ah Zi and hurried forward, and then somersaulted, sweeping the top of a tall branch.

The two of them looked from the top of the tree, and saw a dozen big men coming at a hurry, and behind them, a carriage followed, followed by five or six men in strong suits, apparently the carriage of the guards.

The vendors in front also noticed the movement behind them at this time, and they became vigilant.

From a distance, all those big men are burly, with vigorous steps, and each of them is wearing a variety of different weapons.

"Great!" Ah Zi whispered in a low voice, lest the world be chaotic.

The emperor glared at her, and saw that the leader of the vendor's side straightened his chest, took off a thick-backed knife hanging from the saddle, and walked slowly towards the big men in strong suits. He grabbed the cowhide sewn scabbard with his left hand, and the five fingers of his right hand couldn't stop Qu Zhong, and after just a few steps, a murderous aura surged from him.

Ah Zi looked excited.

Huangfu Yan nodded secretly, he had already discovered that several of these traders were martial artists, and they were by no means simple merchants.

The more than twenty men in strong suits were all taken aback when they saw that the other party had this kind of momentum, but they quickly glanced at the carriage behind them again, and quickly calmed down again.

The leader of the vendors was a middle-aged man with a thin face, and he stepped forward and hugged his fists and said: "Zhang Hao, the Soul Breaking Knife, is the dart head of the Tianwei Dart Bureau in Luliang Mountain, I don't know what you heroes call ......"

Tianwei Dart Game is the premier dart game in the northwest, and it is rumored that their chief dart head big knife Zhang Ye is a descendant disciple of Shaolin, and the 18 invincible demon swords in his hand are evolved from the Shaolin stunt mad wand method. The Soul Breaking Knife Zhang Hao in front of him is the son of the big sword Zhang Ye, and he is obviously not small and should not be taken lightly.

"It turned out to be the goods of the Soul Breaking Knife, if it was an ordinary thing, we would have to give you some face if we said anything, but ......" The leader of the big men stepped forward and hugged his fists and smiled.

"But what?" Zhang Hao said deliberately stunned.

"The surname is Zhang, don't be embarrassed, who doesn't know that your goods are for ......the Holy Fire Sect," a man on the side of the carriage shouted.

"Shut up, how did you talk to Zhang Darttou, I'm sorry! However, my son-in-law is also here today, but we can't ignore the dart this time, otherwise the master's master will blame him, and it's hard to say!" The leader of the big man, Pi Meat, smiled and said with a smile.

"Who is your son-in-law, the dart is in the people, and the dart is dead! This is the rule of the road, how can you let me leave with your words. ”

"That's it!"

"Only fools will do things that smash the signboard!"

There is a lot of talk on the part of the vendors.

The big men stared at Zhang Hao deadly.

"Who is your son-in-law, please come out and see it!" Zhang Hao looked solemn.

"It doesn't matter who I am, the name of the family teacher thousand-armed demon monk must be familiar to Your Excellency, the Uighur matter, naturally we Uighurs to solve, this son respects the name of the Tianwei Dart Bureau, but he is not necessarily afraid of you. As he spoke, a jade-faced boy got out of the carriage.

Zhang Hao took a deep breath, stretched out his hand and pressed it on the hilt of the knife, and said in a deep voice: "The Venerable Driver is too much to see no one, right? The thousand-armed demon monk is indeed unaffordable, but you, a junior disciple, dare to be so presumptuous!"

Huang Fu Yan looked at the jade-faced boy and said disdainfully, "The Uighurs also have this kind of little white face!"

"Hehe, you're much more handsome than Brother Huangfu!" Ah Zi teased, "I just don't know how much strength you have......!

"......" Huangfu died.

The jade-faced boy snorted coldly: "Presumptuous, I don't think at all, since the family teacher is eyeing you, even if he can get away with you this time, it will be dangerous next time......"

"Mother-in-law, mother-in-law, you can't fight yet!" Ah Zi muttered angrily.

Huangfu Yan looked helpless, "Fart, don't you see that these people are bluffing, that Zhang Hao is afraid of a thousand-armed demon monk, where are the rest of the people in his eyes, this little white face is going to be sad......"

Sure enough, Huang Fu Yan had just finished joking here, Zhang Hao had already made a bow, and shouted: "Don't talk nonsense, look at the knife!" As the words came out, the thick-backed big knife was already out of the sheath, and the knife flashed, and the chain of three ways operated, instantly turning into more than ten knife shadows, surrounding the three most advanced biao-shaped men in the knife net.

The jade-faced boy sat in the carriage with a shocked ass and began to give orders: "Kill him, you guys go together!"

"It turned out to be a wreck!" Ah Zi watched with interest as Zhang Hao killed the men below, and said casually.

"Have you heard of the Thousand-Armed Demon Monk?" said Huangfu in a low voice.

"No, I know the old immortal of the stars!"

The jade-faced boy was about to cry in his heart, he thought it was a simple task, but he also robbed his eldest brother for a long time, he knew that he would encounter this kind of character, where did he dare to come out casually.

It's a long story, Zhang Hao's knife technique is really not covered, with a thin blade and a single knife, obliquely walking on the side, and attacking like madness.

Tianwei Dart Bureau is already good at knife skills, which is a combination of the knife technique of the wand method, which is tricky and vicious, fast as lightning, coupled with Zhang Haoli's heavy knife, so that in less than ten moves, the opponent will be defeated and retreated, and in a blink of an eye, only the few people on the side of the carriage can still stand up.

The other dart masters in the caravan didn't even make a move, Zhang Haoren followed the knife, and with a turn of the blade, he cut off the wheels of the carriage, and the jade-faced boy who was hiding inside had already fallen out.

"What else do you have to say?" Zhang Hao shouted as he put the knife on the boy's neck.

Ah Zi pursed his lips.

"You can't kill me, my eldest brother is an iron fan boy!" shouted the jade-faced child.

Several dart masters in the caravan also came out, surrounded the big men who had not yet died on the ground, and were about to make up for a knife to send them back to the west, when they suddenly heard the words of this boy, they were all stunned for a moment.

"Iron Fan Prince?" Huangfu has a black line, if this person has a sister, wouldn't he want to be called Iron Fan Princess, it's terrible to be uneducated!

"Kill!" Zhang Hao was also decisive, the matter had come to this point, the two sides were already dying, and there was nothing to be afraid of.

But before they could do anything, they saw a strong wind sweeping in.

A dart master of the Tianwei Dart Bureau died on the spot.

Zhang Hao slashed out with a backhand, the other party's figure was gone, how experienced he was on the battlefield, he expected that the enemy must be behind him, and the big knife was thrown out with his backarm, in his opinion, it was strange that this person was not split. Unexpectedly, as soon as the two forces touched, his shoulders shook, and the whole person floated away.

The remaining four dart masters reacted very quickly, they obviously had practiced a kind of knife formation, and the people in the future were surrounded in the middle, and at first glance they seemed to be doing their own thing, but in fact, the body was rotated, and the order of the knife had a certain number of steps and methods, so although this person's moves were heavy and fierce, they were in the dense knife net, and they could not exert much power, but with the operation of the knife net, they were pulled and slowed down.

The two of them, who were on the outside, watched with relish, and because they were condescending, they quickly observed the rotation of the entire knife formation from a bird's-eye view, knowing that this knife formation moved in the way of the stars, and with the rotation of the knife array, it could not only remove the enemy's strength on the knife, but also change the enemy's strength. This sword array is only powerful when there are more people, but at this time, the person inside has not yet reacted. As soon as he figured out this truth, he suddenly felt itchy and couldn't wait to jump into the knife circle and try the power of the knife array to see if he had thought correctly.

Just when he was about to try it in his heart, he could only hear a loud shout, the jade flute in his left hand and the golden fan in his right hand, pushing out violently, with a sharp roar, and as soon as he came into contact with the knife array, he burst out with a shocking thunderbolt, the trees and branches fell, and the mud and sand flew wildly.

The sword array is broken!

The four dart masters all frowned slightly, oh!

"Iron Fan Boy!" (To be continued.) )