Dafeng Night Watchman

Chapter 415: Enlightenment of the Sabre

Chapter 415: Chapter 415: Enlightenment of the Sabre

"I'm going to Quanrong Mountain later to eat, drink and sleep with women. What are your plans?"

Xu Qian'an looked at Nangong Qianrou with a smile.

Nangong Qianrou frowned and sneered, "What's the point of socializing with a Jianghu organization?"

Xu Qian'an restrained his smile and said softly, "I'm no longer Yinluo."

The teasing and disdain in Nangong Qianrou's eyes slowly subsided, and she seemed to have lost interest in talking.

After a long time, he said lightly, "Go and join in the fun."

Hey, this is not like the style of the second brother Nangong. Is he worried about me? Is he afraid that this is a Hongmen Banquet set up by the Wulin League? Xu Qian'an muttered in his heart.

....

Quanrong Mountain is steep and surrounded by clouds and mist.

This mountain is a famous paradise in Jianzhou. The forest is vast and the cranes are crying. Starting from the mountainside, courtyards and attics are dotted all the way to the top of the mountain.

"Quanrong Mountain is a scenic spot in Jianzhou. The main peak is majestic and the side peaks are beautiful. There is a large waterfall hanging on the main peak. During the rainy season, mountain torrents burst. Even a sixth-rank master cannot withstand the erosion of the waterfall."

"I heard that the Wulin League headquarters has 8,000 cavalrymen, who are the direct subordinates of the warrior who competed for the Central Plains back then."

Passing through the tall archway at the foot of the mountain, Xu Qian'an sighed: "Eight thousand cavalrymen can sweep across Jianzhou. Why has the court tolerated the existence of the Wulin League for so many years?"

Nangong Qianrou listened to him chattering, and was not interested in most of the topics. When it came to the last topic, she couldn't help but say:

"Because that man had an agreement with Emperor Gaozu back then."

"What agreement?" Xu Qian'an was full of curiosity.

"How should I know? My godfather didn't say it." Nangong Qianrou rolled her eyes.

Xu Qian'an continued to talk about it: "The beauties in Wanhua Tower in Jianzhou are all charming. Are you interested in taking one back as a concubine? I believe that Xiao Louzhu will be very happy."

Nangong Qianrou simply ignored him.

"If it were me, it would be perfect if I could bring Xiao Louzhu back to the capital as a concubine."

"You don't seem to have a wife. If you were still the night watchman's Yinluo, it would be unsuitable to marry a Jianghu girl. As for now, she is more than enough to be your wife." Nangong Qianrou said.

"No, no." Xu Qian'an waved his hands repeatedly.

"Why?" Nangong Meiren frowned.

"I will leave the position of the wife to His Highness Lin'an or His Highness Huaiqing." Xu Qian'an said seriously.

"Get out!"

Nangong Qianrou said angrily.

If you don't believe it, just...

Soon, the two came to the courtyard of the main peak of Quanrong Mountain. After being informed by the steward of the alliance, they were led into the reception room. In the hall sat the purple-robed leader Cao Qingyang, who had a straight face and a majestic demeanor.

After a simple greeting, Cao Qingyang said: "Nangong Jinluo, wait a moment. I have something to say to Xu Yinluo alone."

He stood up from his seat, walked forward silently, and left the reception room.

Xu Qi'an followed him out, walked through the living area, walked towards the back mountain, and gradually moved away from the building complex.

"The ancestor wants to see you."

Cao Qingyang took him into the dense forest, went deep along the path, and said: "Don't worry, the ancestor is not a murderous and ferocious person, but just heard about your deeds and is very interested."

Xu Qi'an first reflected on himself. The jade pendant given by the supervisor was worn, and Shenshu was asleep. He was now just an ordinary Xu Baipiao. There shouldn't be any problem to meet the big boss.

The most important thing is that the other party is a warrior, even if there are some minor problems, it is probably not obvious.

In fact, he came to the banquet at Quanrong Mountain, more or less holding a bit of luck, maybe he can meet the ancestor of the Wulin League.

Hey, I am indeed a person with great luck... He joked to himself with mixed feelings.

After walking through the forest path for an incense stick of time, Cao Qingyang took him to a huge mountain wall. As soon as he stepped out of the dense forest, Xu Qi'an's hair stood up for no reason and his scalp numbed.

Subconsciously looking at the source of danger, on the cliff, a huge monster lowered its head, two scarlet eyes like water tanks, staring at the two of them quietly.

The monster was pitch black, with short and coarse hair, shaped like a dog, but with a face similar to that of a human.

The strange beast Quanrong.....Quanrong Mountain got its name because of it...It is a very powerful alien, I can't beat it.... Xu Qi'an had all kinds of thoughts in his mind.

At this time, Quanrong retracted his head and disappeared on the cliff.

"Quanrong is the guardian beast of the Wulin League. It once followed the ancestors to fight in all directions, just like the spirit dragon and the emperor." Cao Qingyang smiled and said:

"You should know the spirit dragon. There is one in the capital. It exhales purple air and is a top-notch beast. But it is only close to the royal family."

There is no need to explain it so clearly. It is just a humble licking dog...Xu Qian'an complained in his heart.

He followed Cao Qingyang and stopped in front of the stone gate on the cliff. He listened to the purple-robed leader respectfully say: "Ancestor, Xu Yinluo is here."

An old voice came from the stone gate: "Solid foundation, restrained spirit, not bad."

Xu Qian'an clasped his fists and said respectfully: "Hello, senior."

The old voice sounded from the door again:

"I heard about you. Smart people should leave the capital as soon as possible. Are you interested in working in my Wulin League? I can accept you as a disciple. Haha, you have proved your character with your behavior.

"After a few more years of experience, you will be more than qualified to be the next leader of the Wulin League."

Why does everyone want to be my father... Xu Qian'an refused humbly: "The matter in the capital is not over yet, and I already have a master."

"It's Wei Yuan." The old man in the stone gate said bluntly.

Xu Qian'an was silent.

"What do you want to ask me? "The ancestor of the Wulin League did not bother about the question of becoming a disciple, and was quite free and easy.

Senior, you are really wise. Xu Qiyan had some questions, so he spoke immediately:

"I have read some files about you, and I know that you were a strong man who could compete with Emperor Gaozu. Six hundred years have passed, why is Emperor Gaozu already dead, but you can live as long as the country. "

He was answered by silence.

Just when Xu Qiyan thought that the other party would not answer, an old sigh came from the gap of the stone door: "With your current rank, these things are too high-level, and you should not know them."

After a pause of a few seconds, the ancestor of the Wulin League said: "There are many masters in the royal family of Dafeng, including Emperor Gaozu, Emperor Wuzong, and the King of Zhenbei.

"But none of them can live till now. Do you know why?"

"Please enlighten me, senior."

"Those who are entangled by luck cannot live forever."

This answer was like a heavy hammer hitting Xu Qi'an's head, making his head buzz.

"Why is that?" he murmured.

"Then I don't know. Maybe it's the rules of heaven and earth. You can ask the Confucianists or the supervisor of the Sitianjian for the specific reasons." The old man smiled.

Confucianists know this secret...Xu Qi'an's pupils contracted and he said in horror: "So, is the Confucian saint really dead?"

All along, Xu Qi'an has always had a guess in his heart that the Confucian saint is not dead, but just pretending to be dead. After all, how can a being who transcends the grade only live to the age of 82? Isn't this an insult?

"The Confucian saint is no exception." The old man replied.

If what this ancestor said is true, then the saint cannot be alive. The fact that there is no immortal strongman in the Dafeng royal family indirectly proves that this ancestor is not lying.

The Confucian sage is really dead...

Xu Qian'an couldn't hide his regret. At the same time, he solved some doubts in his heart. No wonder Emperor Yuan Jing was so "tolerant" to the King of Zhenbei. If we talk about the person with the most luck, it must be the emperor. The King of Zhenbei is a pure warrior. He must...

"No!"

Xu Qi'an blurted out.

Cao Qingyang turned his head in confusion and glanced at him.

"You seem to have thought of something?" the old man said.

Xu Qi'an turned a deaf ear to the words of a top warrior. He lowered his eyes and looked wooden, but the pheromones in his brain were like boiling water.

First: Those who are blessed with good fortune cannot live forever. This is not enough to be the reason for Emperor Yuan Jing to trust the King of Zhenbei, because the King of Zhenbei is the Prince of Dafeng and cannot live forever.

History has proved this point.

Therefore, there is another unknown reason behind Emperor Yuan Jing's trust in the King of Zhenbei.

Second: Emperor Yuan Jing is the king of a country. He cannot be unaware of this secret, but he knows that he cannot live long with good fortune, but he has been practicing Taoism for twenty years and longing for longevity. There is a paradox here.

Does he think that he can be better than Emperor Gaozu and Emperor Wuzong? Did he think that the rules of heaven and earth that even the Confucian sages could not resist, and he, a mere Yuan Jing, could be more brilliant than the Confucian sages?

Although Emperor Yuan Jing was not a son of man, he was not a fool. On the contrary, he was very wise.

As his thoughts came to him, he asked in a low voice: "Senior, what do you think of Emperor Yuan Jing's cultivation of Taoism?"

The old man pondered and said: "Maybe he thought he had opened up a way to live forever and sit on the throne. Haha, the person who helped him should be the head of the Renzong Dao."

It couldn't be Luo Yuheng... Xu Qian'an frowned.

It wasn't that he favored his aunt, but mainly because he remembered some details. Emperor Yuan Jing first cultivated Taoism by himself. A few years later, Luo Yuheng was named the national teacher and Renzong was named the national religion.

As a native of the capital, Xu Qian'an still remembered it very clearly.

If it wasn't Luo Yuheng, who would it be? Well, it is possible that Luo Yuheng secretly bewitched Emperor Yuan Jing to practice Taoism. After returning to Beijing, ask Duke Wei...

"I heard that you had an agreement with Emperor Gaozu?" Xu Qian'an hurried to get information.

"Haha, it was just a verbal agreement. After the fall of the Great Zhou Dynasty, various rebel armies fought for the Central Plains. At that time, I actually had no intention of competing for the throne. Because I found a way to be promoted to the second rank, compared with the throne, I was more eager for immortality.

"It was also due to my personality. I was born in poverty. When I was young, I wandered around the world, taking revenge and being too much of a jianghu spirit, and I was more eager for an unrestrained life.

"The reason for the rebellion was that the people's life was not what people should live. When there was no hope in life, they naturally rebelled. He was different from me. He had ambitions and aspirations, and he longed to unify the Central Plains. On the contrary, he was not interested in immortality.

"I remember he often said that life is about great undertakings, not immortality. Immortality is boring, being an emperor is interesting.

"I lost that battle, not because I let him win, but because I accepted the defeat sincerely. We had a verbal agreement with him at that time that if his unworthy descendants repeat the mistakes of the Great Zhou Dynasty in the future, I would be the first to rise up and overthrow the corrupt court."

Every pioneer has a sincere heart, but the descendants of later generations often decline in the midst of decadence and luxury...Xu Qian'an sighed in his heart.

"Senior, have you been promoted to the second rank now?" Xu Qian'an asked tentatively.

After asking, he quickly added: "I am the junior who is rude."

"If you don't kill creatures like the King of Zhenbei, it would be too difficult to advance to the second rank by yourself. I have been in seclusion for five hundred years, but I still haven't taken the last step."

The old man said indifferently: "In order to help me break through the barrier, Qingyang wants to take the lotus root from the Earth Sect for me to eat."

Xu Qi'an immediately looked at Cao Qingyang, thinking that you didn't say that to the major sects. You said you wanted to take the lotus root for the Wulin League, so that everyone will have lotus seeds to eat every sixty years in the future.

Cao Qingyang responded to his gaze and said: "I can grow a piece of lotus root."

"It can't be raised." Xu Qi'an reminded.

"Then it's none of my business." Cao Qingyang said lightly.

"..."

Xu Qian'an ignored him and looked at the stone gate: "Can lotus root help seniors advance to the second rank?"

The old man replied: "The chance is very high."

Even so, he did not personally take action, but only gave Cao Qingyang a drop of blood. The state of this ancestor of the Wulin League is very wrong!

Xu Qian'an's eyes flickered.

"I hope that one day, I can help seniors." He said.

Bidding farewell to the ancestor of the Wulin League, he followed Cao Qingyang back to the main peak.

After dusk, Quanrong Mountain held a banquet, and the leaders of the major gangs and sects attended the banquet.

Xu Qian'an naturally became the protagonist of the banquet. For such a scene, Xu Baipiao was like a fish in water.

In his previous life, he often accompanied leaders to drink and socialize, and went into business to venture into the sea, and he also never left the wine table. After coming to this world, he practiced in the palace and was a frequent visitor to the Jiaofangsi.

The cultivation level of banquets and socializing is comparable to that of the first rank!

In a few seconds, he became friends with the leaders of the Wulin League and the gang leaders, calling Xiao Yuenu, the owner of Wanhua Tower, "sister".

Yang Cuixue and others were also very happy. They didn't expect Xu Yinluo to be so good at drinking. He drank until the cup was dry and was not ambiguous. He could also tell everyone the secrets of the court without any hesitation.

For example, the queen who was the mother of the country was very beautiful and favored Xu Yinluo very much. She intended to summon him to be her husband.

For example, he was a frequent visitor to the palace of the two princesses, and he could tell the layout of the princess's palace and some private matters of the two princesses in a decent manner.

For example, the supervisor of the Sitianjian also had troubles. The supervisor's five disciples were all talented and spoke well, and the supervisor was worried about them.

For example, the daughter of the chief minister Wang was deeply in love with Xu Yinluo's cousin and couldn't extricate herself. For him, she did not hesitate to turn against the chief minister Wang.

Of course, the most talked about were the anecdotes of the Jiaofangsi.

Fuxiang is good at playing the zither, but she is even better at playing the flute. Mingyan is an unparalleled dancer with a flexible figure. Xiaoya is well-read, but kindhearted...

The banquet ended only after they were slightly tipsy.

Xu Qian'an carried his sword and walked into the courtyard where he was placed and into the room.

The drunkenness in his eyes disappeared immediately.

"After dealing with the affairs in the capital and investigating Emperor Yuan Jing, I will come to Jianzhou to build up my network in advance so that I can get along well in Jianzhou in the future..."

He lit the oil lamp, sat at the table, and drew out the black gold long sword and placed it horizontally on the table.

Then, he took out a small jade mirror, poured out a lotus seed, peeled it, and gently embedded the lotus seed into the blade.

He didn't have a jade box, and even if he did, it couldn't hold a four-foot-long sword.

Zhong Li said that his sword was missing a weapon spirit. And the lotus seed can enlighten the weapon spirit and push this sword into the ranks of peerless magic weapons.