Jiang Chun, Ning Tianfu.

In a bustling downtown, there is a restaurant called "Wanjiang Tower". At this moment, the restaurant lobby is full of diners, and there are many people with long necks around the door, all listening to a storyteller in the lobby with relish.

"... By the way, Chen Feng, with a stature of a 800-pound magic spear, a dragon, a dragon's body, a tiger's back and a bear's waist, a fist and palm as big as a head, and his arms as thick as a leg. He was a Vajra powerful man, and he was called a 800-pound magic spear. It is said that this spear was transformed by a dragon. He was practicing in the mountains and practiced for five hundred years, but was subdued by this spear. This spear has a number called the dragon's bastard's army spear. It was swung away like a dragon fighting in the wild, and the people and horses were shattered!"

The storyteller shook his head, shaking his head, and all the listeners were in high spirits.

With a bang, the storyteller took a picture of the gavel and continued:

"Let's talk about the fact that Chen Feng of Yan Luo made trouble in the Luhe area. He used a magic gun to suppress two mountain villages. He was brave enough to scare away tens of thousands of soldiers. He even vowed to kill all the corrupt officials and bullies in the world and acted on the way for heaven! Every time he passed by, he visited the local people. If a bully was rampant in the village, then Yan Luo would add names and names to the soul-catching book to kill and stop evil and share money with the people. He regarded the officials along the way as tiles and sculptures, and he has been rampant until now!

However, this Yan Luo is not a person who kills indiscriminately. If he was a magistrate in a place, he would not have violated him."

Some diners couldn't help but speak, and sighed: "This Chen Feng is a chivalrous and righteous man, he is really a hero."

Next to him, a man in gorgeous clothes snorted coldly and said disgustingly:

"The most hero should be the country and the people, and kill people at any time. What kind of hero is this? Just a murderer! Corrupt officials and bullies have their own laws to deal with, so how can he make a conclusion? Does he, Yan Luo, still want to be a judge?"

Several diners around were a little dissatisfied, but seeing that the man in gorgeous clothes had a servant guard beside him, he was either rich or noble, so he had to look away embarrassedly and extinguish his rebuttal.

The storyteller glanced at the Chinese man, coughed, and changed his words and continued to speak:

"Yan Luo has done evil all the way. The gentry and wealthy businessmen along the county town have swept the soft and soft out of the city to take refuge and escape the disaster. It is a strange sight. It is said that Ya Luo has now left Luhe and came to Jiangchun's territory. He is still very upbeat and has been chased by officers and soldiers several times. Unfortunately, he has escaped all of them..."

Among the crowd outside the restaurant, there were two young men wearing straw hats, wearing strong clothes and looking cool.

The two are brothers, and they are somewhat famous in the green forest. The older brother "Hangyun Diao" Zhang Lei and the younger brother "Chongtian Falcon" Zhang Zhen once learned skills by a famous teacher. His skills are very good, but he has not had a good reputation for entering the world for a short time.

The two brothers passed by Ningtian Mansion and found someone in the restaurant talking, so they stopped and heard it.

"This Chen Fengdu is a hero of the times, and it makes people feel disappointed."

My younger brother Zhang Zhen couldn't help but speak, and his tone was admirable.

Zhang Lei nodded in agreement: "This person is really extraordinary. I have heard of his deeds many times along the way."

Zhang Zhen looked at his brother and lowered his voice, "We want to find a mountain to fall into grass, but there is no big village in Jiangchun area, so it won't be a weather. I originally wanted to go to Luhe, but Chen Feng's single shot is even more powerful, so I just go and vote for this person."

"Well, I think this matter is feasible. Although this person is a magnificent person, his martial arts are really amazing and he may accomplish great things in the future. You and my brother have sworn that he will never be mediocre in his life and waste all his skills. If he wants to join, he will join such a hero."

Zhang Lei nodded.

At the same time, on the other side of the crowd, a middle-aged scribe was also listening to the story of the storyteller, gently stroking the long beard under the jaw.

This man is not young, his temples are white, he looks handsome and elegant, wearing a blue and white scholar's crown, a sky-blue scholar's robe, and a sword hanging around his waist. The sword spear is like silver silk, and the sword grid is inlaid with jade.

Behind this man, there were two men in strong costumes, and they were both hanging long swords.

"Master, is Chen Feng's deeds true or false? Is there such martial arts in the world?"

One of the men in constant costume spoke curiously.

The middle-aged scholar curled his lips and stroked his beard and said, "There are so many rumors in the market, but it is groundless. Chen Feng's martial arts will not be much worse."

"How is that compared to the head?"

"How do I know if I haven't done anything?"

The middle-aged scribe didn't care much about the tone.

He is Chen Sanqiu, the contemporary leader of Wushan Sect, known as "Jiangchun's No. 1 Sword". The two people following him are his disciples.

When he went down the mountain to Ningtian Mansion, he had three things to do. One was to meet the branch rudder leader Ye Heng, talk about the branch rudder development, and maintain a relationship with the Ye family.

Second, many sects in Jiangchun's rivers and lakes were invited by the powerful and powerful people to gather in Ningtian Mansion. It seemed that Jiangchun's powerful people wanted to ask them to do something, but I don't know what the situation is.

The third is to visit the mysterious Yufeng Zhenren, who is famous in Jiangchun. Although Chen Sanqiu is a master of the martial arts world, he is still in awe of people with such supernatural powers and wants to get to know him.

Chen Sanqiu listened to the storyteller for a while, shook his head and commented: "This Chen Feng was arrogant and arrogant with his martial arts and acted frankly. He soon came to his house. He didn't know that the disaster was coming."

After saying that, he took his disciples away.

At this moment, two monks dressed in Taoist priests passed by Wanjiang Tower and stopped to listen for a while.

The two Taoists are of the same age, both middle-aged. However, one looks like a child with white and tender skin, while the other has wrinkles, like an old farmer.

The Taoist with a tender face was wearing a whisk on his hands, and the Taoist with a vicissitudes hung a long sword on his back. In addition, the two were dressed exactly the same, both wearing purple lotus crowns, yellow and black Taiyi robes, and soapy and white clouds. They were full of immortality.

"Senior brother, where does this Chen Feng come from? Where does this inhuman martial arts come from?"

The Taoist of Victory Frown frowned and spoke.

When the young Taoist heard this, he shook the whisk and pinched his fingers with his empty hand.

After a while, he suddenly exclaimed:

"It's amazing. This person has no result or cause, no knowledge of the origin or death, and has the same fate as the true man Yufeng."

The Taoist Cangsang was surprised: "What happened? Senior brother, have you made a mistake again?"

The young Taoist suddenly dissatisfied: "Nonsense, I have been getting more and more accurate in recent years. I can always win three or four times out of ten times."

“…Is this also called accurate?”

"If you have the ability, you can calculate it, otherwise shut up."

The young Taoist was unhappy.

The Taoist of Victory Sect embarrassedly: "I don't know how to calculate the Tianyuan. You practice skills, I practice martial arts, you seek the Tao, I protect the Tao. Didn't the master have already decided? Why should I squeeze me with my senior brother?"

"It's clear that you don't have the qualifications to practice magic. Why did you roll on the tantrums and ask your master for your spanking? I still remember clearly that you even had a board to spank."

"Well... I don't know if the old Taoist Wei of the Qingling Sect has any tyrants, and whether this Yufeng Zhenren really has the realm of Tao following nature..."

The Taoist of Vicissitudes expressed an awkward expression and he moved away from the topic.

The young Taoist smirked and did not expose the other party, and continued to say:

"Isn't our trip just to find out his bottom? My Qingliangshan Patriarch's classics record that people with such fruitless destiny have strange abilities. They are suspected to be the immortal who is suspected to be in the ordinary world. They appeared more than a hundred years ago and did not expect to appear again now. If the record is true, then this Yufeng Zhenren might be the thunder king, and Chen Feng may have come to earth. "

As he spoke, the young Taoist curled his smile, lowered his voice and sighed:

"The Ziwei Emperor Star is dim, and there is such a strange fateful person coming to the world. This world is getting more and more chaotic, a sign of a chaotic world..."

...

Ning Tian, ​​Zhao Mansion.

The prefect Zhao Xing'an is greeting an envoy who is visiting the door.

"I've met Lord Zhao."

The messenger bowed his hands and pulled the corner of his mouth, showing a faint smile, and his attitude was quite arrogant.

"Mr. Jin, please come in quickly."

Zhao Xingan smiled, his attitude was warm and he did not seem too flattering, so he invited the envoy to come in.

This envoy named Jin was from the left prime minister Lu Wenzong, who came to discuss matters on behalf of the left prime minister.

In recent years, Lu Wenzong has been responsible for handling the Emperor's autumn tour. He is deeply loved by the emperor and has a lot of power in the court. He is the leader of the Lu Party.

There were Qin Party, Lu Party, Zhu Party, etc. in the court, and most of the time they fought hard.

Although Zhao Xing'an was not from the Lu Party, he was the prefect of Ning Tian for many years and was already experienced in this regard. He would not cause trouble in this regard.

The two of them sat down at the back hall, and a servant brought tea and chatted while drinking.

The Jin Envoy took a sip of tea, praised it casually, and then went straight to the topic:

"The emperor has set off a few days ago, and the prefectures along the road have been arranged. Lu Xiang sent someone to inform Lord Zhao that it is not the first time that Lord Zhao has received the emperor, so I don't need to say more."

"Of course." Zhao Xingan smiled and nodded, asking, "Mr. Jin from Lu Xiangsai is here, but what are the new requirements?"

The Jin envoy nodded and said slowly, "The Master heard that there is a Yufeng Zhenren in Ningtian Mansion. He is very interested and may want to summon this person, so the Zuo Prime Minister sent me to make some preparations to see if this Yufeng Zhenren has real talents and knowledge, so as not to deceive the Shengting."

When Zhao Xing'an heard this, he smiled and said, "Haha, Zuo Xiang is too worried. That Yufeng Zhenren is a truly master of enlightenment and can summon wind and rain. This is what I have seen with my own eyes."

The Jin envoy did not buy it and said lightly: "It's not that I don't believe in Lord Zhao, but Lu Xiang wants me to see it with my own eyes, otherwise I will be unable to count it."

Zhao Xingan blinked: "Why don't Lord Jin do it?"

The Golden Messenger scraped the edge of the cup with a tea lid, and said slowly:

"In this way, let the Master Yufeng come to see me and use the so-called "Immortal Dharma" in front of me for my examination. If there is a flaw, someone will take him down and put him in prison to see if it is a crime of deceiving the public or a crime of deceiving the king.

If he could distort the truth, I would try his nature. If he was a proud person, he would drive him out of Ningtian Mansion, so that he would not collide with him when the emperor rose up and summoned him. If this person was obedient and well-behaved, Lu Xiang asked me to teach him some words to please the emperor, so that this person would offend the emperor without any choice."

When Zhao Xing'an heard this, a strange look appeared on his face.

He could hear that this man did not believe in Yufeng Zhenren's methods at all, but regarded it as something to make the emperor happy. He was condescending and wanted to control everything in his hands, and did not allow any unplanned variables.

Zhao Xing'an was not surprised by the other party's attitude. This messenger was not from Jiang Chun, but from the north and had never seen the real person's method with his own eyes.

The Jin envoy noticed Zhao Xing'an's hesitation and frowned and asked, "Mr. Zhao, this is Lu Xiang's order. Could it be that you have any difficulties?"

Zhao Xing'an coughed:

"I have no objection, but according to my opinion, it would be better for Lord Jin to visit him in person."

"What does this mean? You, the prefect of Ning Tian, ​​still instruct a gangster?"

The Jin Messenger only felt unsolved.
To be continued...