Astral Apostle

Jiang Chun, Ningtian House.

In a bustling downtown, there is a restaurant called "Wanjiang Tower". At this moment, the lobby of the restaurant is full of diners, and there are many people hanging their necks outside the door, all listening with interest to a storyteller in the lobby. Mr. Storytelling.

"...Speaking of that, Chen Feng has a stature of eight feet, a lion hair and a beast face, a tiger back and a bear waist, fists and palms as big as a head, and arms as thick as legs. It is said that this spear was transformed by a flood dragon. He practiced in the mountains for 500 years, but was subdued by this Yama. , the leader will be broken!"

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

With a snap, Mr. Storyteller patted the gavel and continued:

"Let's talk about this Yan Luo Chen Feng, who is making waves in the Luhe area, conquering two cottages with one sharp gun, and scaring off tens of thousands of soldiers with a bold one. He even swore an oath to kill all the corrupt officials and bullies in the world and act for the heavens! In one place, he visited the local people. If there were bullies running rampant in the village, then Yama would add his name to the ecstasy book, in order to kill the evil and distribute the wealth to the people, and treat the officials along the way like a clay sculpture on a tile.

However, this Yan Luo is not a person who kills indiscriminately. If the magistrate of a county is a Qingming official, he will not commit any crimes. "

Some diners listened and couldn't help but speak, and said with emotion: "This Chen Feng is a man of righteousness, and he is really a hero."

Next to him, there were people in brocade clothes and splendid clothes, and said with disgust:

"The great chivalrous person should serve the country and the people, and kill people at every turn. What kind of chivalrous is this? It's just a murderer! Corrupt officials and bullies have their own laws to deal with, so how can he be able to decide by himself? Judge?"

A few diners around were a little dissatisfied, but seeing that this man in gorgeous clothes was surrounded by family guards, either rich or expensive, he had to look away embarrassingly and put out his thoughts of rebuttal.

The storyteller glanced at Huafuren, coughed, and changed his mind to continue:

"This Yan Luo has been doing bad things all the way. The wealthy and wealthy businessmen in the county towns along the road have taken refuge in the city and escaped this disaster. It is a miracle. It is said that this Yan Luo has now left the Luhe River and came to the Jiangchun realm. I chased after him several times, but unfortunately he escaped all of them..."

In the crowd outside the restaurant door, there were two young people wearing straw hats, wearing strong clothes and looking cool.

The two are a pair of brothers, and they have some low reputations in the green forest. The elder brother, Zhang Lei, "Take Cloud Sculpture", and the younger brother, Zhang Zhen, "Chongtian Falcon", once studied with famous teachers. Not too big.

The two brothers passed through Ningtian Mansion,

When I noticed someone in the restaurant telling a story, I stopped to listen.

"This Chen Fengduan is a hero of the world, teaching people to suffer."

Brother Zhang Zhen couldn't help but speak with admiration.

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

Zhang Zhen looked at his elder brother and said in a low voice: "We want to find a mountain and fall grass, but there are no large villages in Jiangchun area, and it is not a climate. I wanted to go to Luhe, but this Chen Feng single-handedly flattened two mountains, which is even more powerful. Simply vote for this person."

"Well, I think this is feasible. Although this person has a flamboyant behavior, his martial arts are really amazing, and he may become a great thing in the future. You and my brother swear that you will never be mediocre in your life, waste your skills, and if you want to defect, you should defect to 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 Mr. Storyteller's story, stroking the long beard under his jaw with his palm.

This person is not young, his temples are already white, he looks handsome and elegant, wearing a blue and white scholar's crown, wearing a sky blue scholar's robe, with a sword hanging from his waist, the sword spikes are like silver threads, and the sword grid Set with an emerald.

Behind this man, there were two men in strong suits, also with long swords hanging from their waists.

"Master, is this Chen Feng's story true or false? Is there really such a martial art in the world?"

One of the well-dressed men opened his mouth curiously.

The middle-aged scribe curled his lips, stroked his beard and said, "There are many exaggerated rumors in the market, but they are groundless, and Chen Feng's martial arts will not be too bad."

"How does that compare to Sect Master?"

"I haven't touched it, how do I know?"

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

He is Shen Sanqiu, the contemporary head of the Wushan faction, known as "Jiangchun's first sword", and the two following him are his disciples.

This trip went down the mountain and came to Ningtian Mansion. He had three things to do. First, he came to meet Ye Heng, the master of the rudder, to talk about the development of the rudder, and by the way, maintain friendship with the Ye family.

Second, many Jianghu sects in Jiangchun have been invited by the powerful to gather in Ningtian Mansion. It seems that the powerful Jiangchun wants to ask them to do something. It is still unknown what the situation is.

The third is to come to visit the famous and mysterious Yufeng Zhenren. Although Shen Sanqiu is a master of all corners of the world, he is in awe of people with such supernatural powers and wants to get acquainted.

Shen Sanqiu listened to the story for a while, shook his head and commented: "This Chen Feng is arrogant and arrogant, and he will soon be in trouble, and he will not know it is coming."

After speaking, he left with his disciples.

At this moment, two monks dressed as Taoists passed Wanjiang Tower and stopped to listen for a while.

The two Taoists were of the same age, both middle-aged, but one looked like a child, with pale skin, while the other was wrinkled and looked like an old farmer.

Nen-faced Daoist had a whisk on his hand, and the vicissitudes-of-life Daoist had a long sword hanging on his back. Other than that, the two of them were dressed in exactly the same way. Xianfeng Daogu.

"Senior brother, what is the origin of this Chen Feng, and where did this inhuman martial arts come from?"

The vicissitudes of life said with a frown.

Nen-faced Daoist heard the words, flicked his whisk, and pinched his free hand to make calculations.

After a while, he suddenly exclaimed:

"It's amazing, this person has no effect or cause, no knowledge of origin, no end of life, and the same fate as that of Master Yufeng."

The vicissitudes of life was taken aback: "Is there such a thing? Senior brother, did your Tianyuan University make a mistake again?"

Daoist Mian Nen was immediately dissatisfied: "Nonsense, in recent years, my calculations have become more and more accurate, and I can always hit three or four times out of ten."

"...Is this also called accurate?"

"If you have the ability, you can do the math, or shut up."

Nen-faced Daoist was not happy.

The vicissitudes of life Taoist embarrassed: "I don't know Tianyuan big calculations, you practice art, I practice martial arts, you seek Tao, I protect the Tao, isn't it master has already made a decision, why should senior brother run against me?"

"It's obvious that you don't have the aptitude to practice magic. I still remember clearly how you were begging for the master back then. You even had a plank spanking."

"Cough...I don't know if the Qingling faction Wei Laodao is cheating, whether this Yufeng Zhenren really has the natural state of Taoism..."

The vicissitudes of life Daoist expression embarrassed, stiffly moved away from the topic.

The Nen-faced Daoist hummed, without revealing the other party, and continued:

"Isn't this trip just to find out his bottom? My Qingliang Mountain Patriarch's book records that people with such a fruitless destiny have many strange abilities, and they are suspected to be immortals. I was shocked before, but I didn't realize it is now in the world. If the record is true, then the real Yufeng might really be the Leibu Tianjun, and Chen Feng is probably some kind of immortal."

As he spoke, the tender-faced Daoist restrained his smile, lowered his voice, and sighed:

"Emperor Ziwei is bleak, and there are people with such strange fates coming into the world. This world is getting more and more chaotic, a sign of troubled times..."

...

Ning Tian, ​​Zhao House.

The prefect Zhao Xing'an was welcoming an envoy who came to the door.

"I have seen Master Zhao."

The messenger cupped his hands and opened his mouth, pulling the corners of his mouth, revealing a faint smile with a rather arrogant attitude.

"Master Jin, please come in quickly."

Zhao Xing'an smiled, with a warm attitude without appearing too flattering, and invited the messenger to enter the door.

This messenger surnamed Jin was from Zuo Prime Minister Lu Wenzong, who came to discuss matters on behalf of Zuo Prime Minister.

In recent years, Lu Wenzong has been in charge of the emperor's autumn tour. He is deeply loved by the emperor and is quite powerful in the court.

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

Although Zhao Xing'an is not a member of Lu Dang, he has been the prefect of Ningtian for many years in the matter of the emperor's autumn tour.

The two went to the back hall to take their seats, and a servant brought tea and chatted while drinking.

The golden messenger took a sip of tea, gave a random compliment, and went straight to the topic:

"The sage's autumn tour has already set off a few days ago, and the prefectures along the road have already been arranged. Prime Minister Lu sent someone to inform Master Zhao before, and it is not the first time that Master Zhao has received the sage, so I don't need to say more."

"It's natural." Zhao Xing'an nodded with a smile and asked, "Lv Xiang sent Lord Jin to come to the door, but what new requirements do you have?"

The golden messenger nodded and said slowly: "The sage heard that there is a real Yufeng in Ningtian, and he is very interested. It is possible to summon this person, so the left minister sent me to make some preparations to see what this real Yufeng is. It's not that there is real talent and real learning, lest a swashbuckling and deceitful generation confuse Sheng Ting."

When Zhao Xing'an heard this, he immediately smiled: "Haha, Zuo Xiang has been thinking too much, that Yufeng Zhenren is a real master of the Tao, who can call the wind and call the rain. This is what this official has seen with his own eyes."

But the golden messenger didn't buy it, and said lightly, "It's because I don't believe Master Zhao, but Prime Minister Lu wants me to see it with my own eyes, otherwise I can't count."

Zhao Xing'an blinked: "Then I don't know what Master Jin is going to do?"

The golden messenger scratched the rim of the cup with the tea lid and said slowly:

"In this way, you let the Master Yufeng come to see me, and use the so-called 'immortal method' in front of my face for me to examine. If there are flaws, let someone take him down, put him in jail, and have a look. Is it the crime of confounding the public, or the crime of deceiving the king.

If I can mix the fake with the real, I will try his temper. If he is arrogant, I will expel him from Ningtian Mansion, lest he collide with the Holy Master when he arises to summon him. If this person is obedient and well-behaved, Lu Xiang asked me to teach him some words to please the Holy Master, so that this person does not choose words and offends the Holy Master. "

When Zhao Xing'an heard the words, a strange color appeared on his face.

He could hear that this person didn't believe in the means of Master Yufeng at all, and just regarded it as something to make the emperor happy, with a condescending attitude, to control everything in his hands, and not to allow any unplanned variables.

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

When the envoy Jin noticed Zhao Xing'an's hesitation, he frowned and asked, "Master Zhao, this is what Lu Xiang ordered. Could it be that you have any difficulty?"

Zhao Xing'an coughed:

"I have no opinion, but according to this official's opinion, it is better for Lord Jin to visit in person."

"What's the meaning of this? You are the prefect of Ningtian, do you still instruct a grass-roots citizen?"

The golden messenger was puzzled.

Hey, you guessed it right, I really can't tell anyone...

Of course Zhao Xing'an was embarrassed to admit it directly, and he didn't want to offend Master Yufeng, so he smiled and said:

"If you call this person to the door and explain the reason, this person will definitely be ready to respond to Lord Jin's questioning, and it will be difficult to distinguish the truth from the false. Therefore, this officer thinks, it is better for Lord Jin to suddenly visit the door and leave him unprepared. , you can get a glimpse of the true face..."

The golden messenger frowned, feeling that Zhao Xing'an was prevarication.

But he thought about it and didn't refuse. He nodded and said, "It's fine, then I'll come to the door... Hmph, I'll give him a lot of face."

Zhao Xing'an smiled without saying a word.

...

Inside the Ye family mansion.

In the alchemy room, Bill sat cross-legged on the ground, closed his eyes and meditated, waiting for the alchemy furnace to burn the medicinal materials.

A strong medicinal smell pervades.

There was no one else in the house, and it was quite quiet, save for the crackling of firewood.

Suddenly, Bill's body trembled, and he slowly opened his eyes, his eyes turning from dull to agile.

"Huh, I'm back..."

Zhou Jing exhaled, his consciousness returned to this body.

This shuttle, he cut to Bill's side.

Because it was autumn, it was said that the emperor would come to Ningtian House for an autumn tour, so he switched to Bill so as not to miss the dog emperor.

As for Chen Feng, it was already in Jiangchun, so it was actually quite fast to go to Wushan School by boat. However, Zhou Jing asked him not to rush to visit for the time being, and the plan was to let Chen Feng take a detour in Jiangchun, and go around to make a name for himself.

He intends to wait for the next time to put it in the past, and then personally visit the Wushan School to get some martial arts.

"Now that Bill has stayed in Ningtian House for several months, his reputation has spread more and more widely. People from other prefectures often come to visit Ningtian on purpose. At the same time, his relationship with the powerful and powerful of Ningtian House has become more reliable..."

Zhou Jing pinched his temples and analyzed Bill's experience during his placement.

Influenced by him, the Ye family made more dignitaries, and now they are almost offering him up.

Ye Taigong deliberately carved out several courtyards from the house, leaving Zhou Jing alone to live alone, not allowing the younger generation in the family to disturb him.

After Bill's magic aptitude was improved, his sorcery ability has also improved a lot during this period of practice. The skill tree of the Spirit of the Wind has reached the fourth level and is starting to click on the fifth level.

The ability to call the wind and call the rain is much more powerful than the last shuttle.

"I don't know if the emperor has left, and how long will it take to get to Ningtianfu..."

Zhou Jing pondered to himself.

Not long after, he finished refining this pot of medicinal pills, temporarily stopped making medicines, and walked out of the pill room.

When he came to the gate of the courtyard, Zhou Jing found a housekeeper waiting here.

When the butler saw Zhou Jing coming out, he hurried up to meet him and said respectfully:

"Really, someone came to visit..."

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