Wind and fire forging new site.

Yan Li's plan is in the most exciting place.

"We have evidence!" Yan Li said with a smile, "The clams in the East China Sea, the snakes and insects in the Southern Xinjiang, the five-colored sand, the moonflower grass, these precious resources of Eastern Qi and Southern Chu are the evidence!"

Seeing that Du Hong was puzzled, he added: "Your uncle wants to serve the immortals, it is impossible to let go of the opportunity of the Great River Waterway, and it is impossible to send this piece of fat to other people's mouths, whether it is Zou Tong, the old enemy who competes for the gang leader, or other bigwigs." What he needs is not hard evidence, but an excuse for the past!

"The alliance between the Hengjiang Gang and the Han family is a good situation. But Zou Tong not only sabotage, but also use you Du Hong as a scapegoat. Who are you? You are the nephew who helped Yu Changhe, and the eyeliner that Zou Tong feared the most. If you die, Zou Tong will suddenly have no restraints, who knows what unspeakable things he will do?

"Zou Tong persecuted you Du Hong, this is evidence, it is enough for your uncle!"

"All you need to do is write a letter and send it to your uncle as quickly as possible. Yan Li said the specific plan, "You can't beg for mercy for yourself, but you have to be wise and decisive, and write what I just said - Zou Tong wants to remove this thorn in your eye, and the traitor gang is about to stand on its own!"

"For the century-old foundation of the Hengjiang Gang, please make a decision early and kill this gangster!"

After listening to this, Du Hong was so excited that he couldn't help himself. He understands that as long as his letter arrives, Zou Tong's life will come to an end! Ridiculous old horseman, until this morning, he still rode on Ben Shaoxia's neck to make a fortune! What's the matter? Ben Shaoxia worships Master Yan as the lord, and in the blink of an eye, you will be wiped out......

But as soon as the thought turned, boundless fear welled up in his heart: Zou Tong is a congenital master. A congenital master, in a few words, is ...... Ashes?

And these three words are still spoken to yourself. In the lord's own words, it's just a "simple truth", something that can be understood by looking at the corner of the eye......

Such a clever plan, terrifying!

Yan Li could think of Du Hong's mind when she saw Du Hong's unpredictable expression, and smiled leisurely at the moment: "Have you seen my methods, do you frighten? Don't be afraid, as long as you work hard, you will find that I am a very generous lord." Look, haven't I already given you the seat of co-helmsman?"

This statement reminded Du Hong that the deputy helmsman who promised him seemed to have no shadow at all.

"Oh, that's stupid. Yan Li sighed, "You just need to be like this, like this, so ......"

After hearing this, Du Hong's eyes suddenly glowed like gold, and he said in his heart: This lord is really right, the oath is not in vain, and his head is not in vain! How many years have I been looking forward to that heroic career and the rich life of wearing gold and silver...... After worshipping the lord, there is hope immediately!

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Du Hong's letter was secretly sent by the Han family's channels, and then delivered to Yu Changhe at the fastest speed through the channels of Du Hong's uncle's confidants.

According to estimates, tomorrow morning, Yu Changhe will be able to see this letter.

In the ancient world, this was very impressively efficient, combining birds to pass books, land and water transport, fast horse relay and so on. In addition to the secret methods of the immortal family, the earth's telegraph and the Internet, it is difficult to find faster news channels.

In the eyes of the wise, this news channel of the Hengjiang Gang alone has infinite value. At the critical moment, knowing the news in an early moment is a first move, and it can even affect the entire situation.

After the letter was sent, Yan Li took the trouble to explain some details to Du Hong, and asked Han Xi to urge him to spend a night training and checking. If all goes well, Du Hong, who walks out of the wind and fire forging tomorrow morning, will have a new image.

In order to make this dedication, Yan Li also promised to give him a sweet date: if he completes the task well tomorrow, Yan Li will help him break through the blood exchange!

With the exchange of blood and cultivation, Du Hong's deputy helmsman position can be as stable as Mount Tai.

Du Hong immediately kowtowed and said that he would successfully complete the task tomorrow, and then happily followed Han Xi to other cross-theater rehearsals.

To make these arrangements, Yan Li certainly has her own calculations.

In Yan Li's heart, the Hengjiang Gang is just a reckless man, Zou Tong is just a stingy ghost, and Du Hong is even more wasteful, they are nothing, it is good to be able to use this line to achieve the purpose of collecting money.

Even, the grievances and hatreds of the Martial King family are nothing in Yan Li's eyes, at least for him, there is no pain. Therefore, he was not interested in the layout of the Mid-Autumn Festival tomb at all.

But from the message confided by Du Hong, Yan Li saw a very important thing!

Ascetic.

In this world, most of the cultivators are legends. They are high up and dominate all beings by all means, as if they were gods.

They have the power to call the wind and rain, and they can scatter beans into soldiers.

They have power, a decree, and the countries of the Central Plains dare not obey it.

They have an organization, like a giant beast, hidden behind the secular imperial power, and they are up and down.

In the world, there are only their noble names and ethereal legends.

Yan Li had speculated from the spiritual root test and the Dao Sect inheritance that these cultivators were not heavy on the Dao.

Because the Tao is the way, the very way. What can be passed on is not the Tao. And any organization, for the sake of inheriting the torch, cannot pin its hopes on the ethereal way, but can only take the specific and micro techniques as the benchmark.

Even so, Yan Li still knew too little about them. As a seeker of the third world, the fog and waves in the vast immortal sea have a fatal attraction!

For example, one of the most important questions for a practitioner:

Taoism talks about nothingness, the same dust as light, and transcendence, while Buddhism talks about emptiness, and all laws return to the sect, and the four major are empty.

So, do monks still have a surname?

If they have a surname, then how do you explain the transcendent and the four emptiness? If they don't have a surname...... So what exactly are they?

Yan Li has his own understanding of the Tao. These realizations allowed him to be born from fixed wisdom, to be able to see through all kinds of mysteries, and even to be reincarnated immortal after a hundred years, and to wake up again with the luck of the Pole Tailai.

But such a realization is far from the Tao.

Therefore, since awakening, he has worked hard to improve his self-cultivation, intending to climb to the top of the sea of clouds, and experience the state of mind of overlooking sentient beings at the top of the ethereal Gushu Mountain;

These are all experiences that the earth in the era of the end of the Dharma can never experience.

And the clues of the Splendid Palace brought by Du Hong revealed an important message to Yan Li:

Perhaps, immortals are also mortals.

Although they possess power, mysterious, and powerful, they obviously do not have attained the transcendent realm of transcendence, the four great emptiness. They still have strong likes and dislikes, they still need to use all kinds of means to accumulate money, and they still have to rely on secular organizations and forces.

They appear to be on top, but their minds are still wandering in the sea of worldly suffering!

They are not like the ethereal fairies on the mountain, but more like the gods who gather people to collect wealth and preach and confuse the world!

Thinking about the Shinto spells that have been circulated in various factions, Yan Li feels that his speculation is not far from ten.

How can this speculation be proven? Do you have to wait for the Lark Sect to accept disciples next year, or if you can't bear it, you can find a Shinto sect to start with the bottom disciples?

How stupid does it have to be to come up with this?

The biggest difference between humans and animals is that they use tools, and not all problems are solved by minions.

Du Hong, a young man, is a ready-made tool!

Drop this seed, fish up the Splendid Palace, and look at this group of women's "big like a brocade, years like a shuttle", is it really as dirty as you think?

Unfortunately, no one can share these thoughts. I'm afraid that in the world, only Yan Li herself can understand the meaning of this son.

Thinking about it, Han Xi must be complaining at this moment: Uncle Li, Uncle Li, what is the benefit of Du Hong's bastard? The little nephew is also a follower of you before and after the saddle, why don't you see some benefits......

Sure enough, after drinking a pot of tea with peace of mind, Guiyun, who had been silent, began to ask questions.

"What's so good about Du Hong, don't you look down on him?" Guiyun's dark eyes stared at Yan Li intently.

"Huh. Can you afford this teapot?" Yan Li asked rhetorically.

"Hmm......" Guiyun hesitated for a while, not knowing how to answer.

"A teapot is a teapot, and its function is to make tea. It doesn't matter if you can afford it or look down on it. Yan Li said, "Actually, what you want to ask is, why is you so kind to Du Hong, not only allowing him the position of deputy helper, but also helping him break through the blood exchange? ”

"Yes. Guiyun nodded honestly.

"In the former, Dujon is the equivalent of bait. If you want to catch a big fish, you always have to put enough bait, and the cultivation of quenching the skin is not enough. So, it's not that I help him break through, it's that I need him to break through. As for the latter......" Yan Li paused and said with a smile, "Han Xi's problem is not in the inheritance guidance, but in the state of mind. I'm going to wait for him to speak. ”

"Oh......" Guiyun replied half-incomprehensibly, and instead asked a question he was more concerned about, "Can you really help anyone break through the realm?"

"No, you can't. Yan Li replied simply, "This is like casting a sword, you always need good steel to forge a good sword." Luckily, the materials I came across were good. ”

"Du Hong is also a good material?" Guiyun still didn't like Du Hong. Soft bone slugs are indeed unpleasant.

Yan Li's opinion was more objective, and he laughed: "Do you see the smell of pig manure? But he can fertilize the field." Don't make the best use of your influence because of your personal likes and dislikes! Du Hong can reach the peak of quenching skin at the age of 23, and his qualifications are still good. I saw something wrong with his lineage, so I just changed it to a lineage that would be useful to me, and by the way, it would confirm my suspicions. ”

"Guess?" Gui Yun's attention focused on the last sentence.

Yan Li said leisurely: "Ever since I first learned alchemy, I have been thinking: the Dan prescription of the Qi Nourishing Pill is rigorously balanced and impeccable. However, if you want to pay attention to the use of medicine and medicine, an impeccable Qi Nourishing Pill can really be applied to all martial artists? According to each martial artist's own qualifications, as well as the martial arts and surnames that have been learned and inherited, can a more effective Dan prescription be adjusted?"

Guiyun's eyes suddenly brightened, obviously more interested in this topic, "Can this work?"

"Why not?" Yan Li said confidently, "Just like every swordsman, there is the most suitable sword." Every martial artist should also have the most suitable Dan recipe for himself.

"Since there are people who are united with swords, there should be people who are united with Dan!"