Cultivation in the Family: Everyone is a villain

Early morning on the third day of June in the year 1322 of the New Yu Calendar

Ten miles away from the official road in the northeast of Yunye County, a carriage was driving slowly towards Wanyang County. The driver was Wan Xiaolou. As he drove, he kept looking at the official road behind him, obviously waiting for someone.

The carriage was packed with more than a dozen young children, all from the ruined temple. Although Wan Xiaolou was worried, he still forced a smile on his face and turned around to open the curtain to comfort them.

"Brother Xiaofeng, why haven't they come over yet? Will something happen to him?"

"Don't worry, they will be fine."

"Brother Xiaolou, are we going to live in Wanyang County in the future?"

"Well, I can't stay in Yunye County anymore. Are you afraid to go to the county with me?"

"Don't be afraid, as long as we follow Brother Xiaolou, we won't be afraid of anything!"

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Seeing these children, who were as deaf as him, speak the simplest and firmest words, Wan Xiaolou's extremely nervous mood relaxed a little.

Last night, he had someone pretend to be that senior, deliberately inform the Shenyin Sect disciples, and then gather the beggars in the city to cause a commotion.

At first, he thought that the senior asked him to lead people to West City in order to escape, but the noise coming from the Shenyin Gate made him immediately realize that something was wrong.

That senior is not trying to escape, but to continue the assassination!

While Wan Xiaolou was shocked, he also felt that his apprenticeship this time was going to be a shame. Who was Helian Wuji? He was the number one person in Yunye County. Even the county magistrate had to humble himself in front of him.

One head.

Impossible to succeed!

Wan Xiaolou felt uncomfortable after making this judgment in his mind, which meant that his apprenticeship plan, which he had paid a very heavy price for, had failed.

But he was not discouraged. Instead, he took more than a dozen children from the ruined temple and left Yunye County together with him according to the previously planned plan.

Such a big thing happened last night, and so many beggars were involved. When the Shenyin Sect investigated afterwards, they could easily be traced to them, so the last step of the plan was to escape.

But because there was too much turmoil in the city last night, he was worried that he would be too ostentatious, so he asked Wan Xiaojin and four others to leave the city in batches with him. It had been almost a quarter of an hour since he left the city, but Wan Xiaojin and four others had not followed him yet. He was also very worried.

, so I slowed down and kept looking back.

Suddenly, a group of four people appeared from the end of the official road and were running towards the carriage. When they saw Wan Xiaolou, the four of them suddenly showed joy on their faces, and they breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts.

When the four of them saw Wan Xiaolou, they were obviously very excited and ran towards him quickly.

They were all beggars with little family background. Even if they became warriors, they were only at the lowest level, so they did not have much money. Wan Xiaolou made money in the first one or two years and spent it on cultivation, so he only bought

A horse was used to pull the carriage.

All four of them had an abnormal blush on their faces. Wan Xiaolou thought that the four of them were tired from running all the way or were too excited. Just as he was about to step forward and speak, Wan Xiaojin spoke in an excited tone.

interrupted him.

"Brother, Helian Wuji was killed by Senior Fang from the Qinglong Club!"

"It's a pity that my apprenticeship plan came to nothing..."

A hint of disappointment appeared on Wan Xiaolou's face, but soon he realized that Wan Xiaojin looked at him with something wrong, and suddenly he looked startled.

"What are you talking about? Senior Fang killed Helian Wuji?"

Wan Xiaojin and others nodded heavily, their expressions full of joy.

"We just came out of the city. The leader of the Shenyin Sect, Helian Wuji, has been killed. Someone left a piece of Qinglong Token on his body. A few witnesses saw it. The man had a three-headed green dragon evil sign on his face.

The ghost mask is Fang Jinghong, the third leader of the Qinglong Society who fought against Helian Wuji eight days ago!"

A look of ecstasy suddenly appeared on Wan Xiaolou's face, and he was so excited that he almost jumped out of the carriage.

"Kill Helian Wuji, kill Helian Wuji... He can kill Helian Wuji. Helian Wuji is a master on the Tiger List. Senior Fang is so strong!"

After muttering to himself several times, Wan Xiaolou slowly calmed down from the excitement in his heart. Just as he was about to speak, a familiar voice suddenly reached everyone's ears.

"Come to the county town, I'll wait for you at Jinfeng Xiaoyu Tower."

"Disciple, obey!"

Wan Xiaolou looked so excited that he knelt down and shouted to the sky.

"Let's go quickly, senior is waiting for us in Wanyang County."

The four of them realized at this time who the person who had just spoken was, and they immediately showed happy smiles. Naturally, they were very excited that their eldest brother had accepted such a powerful person as his master.

The five people hurriedly crowded into the carriage, taking a carriage with more than ten children, and rushed towards Wanyang County City with great joy.

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The fifth day of June in the year 1322 of the New Yu Calendar

Wanyang County is affiliated to Guangling Prefecture, Xingyuan Road, west of Xuzhou. There are nine counties under Guangling Prefecture, which is the largest among the four prefectures in Xingyuan Road.

The land is vast, the resources are abundant, the people are outstanding, and the neighboring Yongzhou Xingnan Prefecture and Guangling Prefecture are indeed much stronger in terms of reputation and strength. This can be seen from Wanyang County alone.

The Tianding Sect, a second-rate force in Wanyang County, has been powerful in the county for more than two hundred years, with over ten thousand members and hundreds of masters in the Gang Qi realm.

His sect leader, Tong Wudi, is known as the Iron Hand of the Divine Fist and the Grand Master of the Four Realms. He has defeated invincible opponents throughout the county and is ranked 241st on the Dragon Ranking. His son Tong Hu, nicknamed the Divine Fist Master, has entered the Tiger Ranking at 421st at the age of nearly 75.

His reputation is not inferior to that of his father.

With two masters of the Dragon and Tiger Ranking in charge, plus hundreds of Gangqi Realm disciples, with such strength, the Tianding Sect is actually not the strongest second-rate force recognized by Guangling Mansion.

Just thinking about it this way, you will know how big the gap is between Xingnan Prefecture and Guangling Prefecture.

And even though the Tianding Sect is so powerful, Wanyang County is not most famous for it, but for a river, a big river named Tongtian.

Speaking of Tongtian River, we have to mention Yunlan Ancient River.

The thirteen states in the world are roughly bounded by the Yunlan Ancient River. To the north of the ancient river, from bottom to top, are Yongzhou occupied by the Rakshasa Holy Sect. To the northwest of Yongzhou is Bingzhou, where the Blood Spirit Sect is located. To the north is the border with the Great Jin Sect.

It borders Fenzhou under the rule of the imperial court, and Liangzhou occupied by Mo Yan Sheng Sect to the northeast.

The Yunlan Ancient River stretches millions of miles from east to west, passing through the land of You, Yong, Xu, and Yang, and intersecting six states. The river is so powerful that it is difficult to find it in the world.

It's countless.

"Only the tributaries spurred by such a magnificent ancient river dare to be named after the word Tongtian!"

A large ship about ten feet wide and sixty feet long was traveling against the current from east to west in the fast-flowing river. A monk wearing cassocks and holding a Zen staff on the bow looked at the endless river and said:

A sigh.

The monk's beard and hair are already white, and his movements are slow.

At first glance, it seems that he will die at any moment, but if you look closely, you will find that his eyes will flash with a few rays of light from time to time, and the purple gold Zen staff in his hand will often exude a mysterious and majestic aura.

Behind the old monk were more than a dozen young monks, all wearing bright yellow cassocks. In their hands were Zen staffs or long sticks. They were all fierce and fierce, with piercing eyes.

"Didn't Zen Master Yuankong come to Jiaozhou by boat before?"

Suddenly, another group of people wearing Taoist robes came from the deck. The leader was a middle-aged man with a foot-long beard. He had a faint smile on his lips. His face was quite peaceful. He was wearing purple Taoist robes and holding a

The handle is white and carries a long sword on its back.

The group of young people following him were all wearing white Taoist robes. Most of them held long swords in their hands, and a small number of them held Fuchen like him.

"Taoist Priest Mo Xuzi!"

The old monk clasped his hands together and said hello first, then shook his head and replied: "The poor monk wants to go from Jizhou to Jiaozhou by water. He has to go to Xuzhou first, and then pass through the water to Yangzhou. It is better to go directly by land. He only needs to go through

Yangzhou is just around the corner."

Mo Xuzi nodded and said: "I have been to this Tongtian River once before. Compared with other basins of the Yunlan Ancient River, the river banks here are wide. It is said that the water area is wide and the water flow should be slower. However, because the terrain of Yongzhou is higher than that of Xuzhou,

Therefore, the speed of water flow in this section has accelerated sharply, thus forming the grand scene of the Tongtian River, where the surging water rushes away."

The old monk lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then said: "So, if the river here was not wide enough to carry the rushing water from the upper reaches of the ancient river, Xuzhou Xingyuan Road would probably be flooded all year round?"

Mo Xuzi and many people behind him nodded.

"Amitabha, this Tongtian River is born with such great merits. I'm afraid it was also a famous god in the previous dynasty, right?"

Mo Xuzi looked at the rushing river, with a strange look on his face. He nodded and said softly: "Yes, this Tongtian River deity was personally decreed by Shenzong to be the Tongtian River Bodhisattva, and enjoys the third-level status."

Hearing that Tongtian Hebo was a third-grade monk, Zen Master Yuankong showed a look of surprise on his calm face and asked: "Tongtianhebo is still here, why don't we pay homage to him?"

"There is no chance. It is said that in the last years of Emperor Wuzong's reign, a war broke out here. A master cut off the river here, hoping to flood the enemy. In order to save the people of the seven prefectures downstream, Tongtian Hebo personally showed up and died with the master!"

"Amitabha……"

Zen Master Yuankong immediately let out an admiration, obviously very moved by Tongtian Hebo's righteous deed.

Seeing this, Mo Xuzi was about to continue talking, but suddenly he noticed a strange movement in his breath. He frowned and looked to the east side of the river, asking, "Who left the boat privately?"

A young Taoist priest suddenly walked out from behind him and said with a mournful face: "It's Senior Sister Zhao. She said in the morning that the river was turbulent and she was worried that there were demons under the water that would affect our progress. She wanted to go ahead to clear the obstacles for us, and she also asked Senior Brother Zhao."

Brought it..."

When he heard the words "Senior Sister Zhao", Mo Xuzi's face suddenly darkened.

But before he could speak, Zen Master Yuankong over there also noticed something was wrong and asked the monks behind him: "Did Bu Zheng run out again?"

"Senior Brother Bu Zheng also went out with Senior Sister Zhao this morning. He said he was worried about a powerful character, so he went to help..."

………………

Mo Xuzi and Zen Master Yuankong looked at each other, with helpless expressions on their faces, smiled softly, and both looked towards the east side of the river.

"That girl must be Taoist Priest Mo's beloved disciple Zhao Qingxue. At such a young age, she has the peak strength of Dan Bao, and she has extraordinary qualifications!"

Mo Xuzi was very impressed by these words. He showed a trace of pride on his face, stroked his long beard on his chin, and responded politely: "That's ridiculous. The eldest disciple of the Zen master has already been ranked on the dragon list without saying a word, monk. That's what we call true."

His qualifications are extraordinary, but my disciple is still too young, and I’m afraid it will take a long time to become a capable person.”

Obviously, Mo Xuzi's polite words were still a little unconvincing, but Yuankong didn't take it seriously, just chuckled and continued to pay attention to the activities on the east side.

The river on the east side was covered with mist, and others could not see clearly at all, but from the conversation between the two, it was clear that someone was fighting over there.

"Looking at the two young heroes, they are both well-known teachers. I have no grievances against you. They attacked me for no reason. Do you want to abandon the reputation of your school?"

"Wearing a mask in the middle of the river in broad daylight, sneaking around, it's not a good thing at first glance. The young monk will definitely take off your mask today to see if you are a human or a ghost."

"Brother, please stop resisting and take off your mask. Come with us to see the elders of the sect and explain the reason clearly. If I really wronged you, I will personally apologize to you. How about that?"

Sure enough, before ten breaths, three voices came.

The first voice was slightly sulky in its defense, while the second voice was very irritable. It was obvious that they were two men competing against each other.

Finally, there was a female voice, which was quite clear and sweet. Although she sounded young, it was clear that she was a sensible woman.

After the sound ended, three figures of two men and one woman fighting quickly appeared on the river.

The first person to appear was a man in Tsing Yi carrying a long stick on his back, holding a long sword, and wearing a three-headed green dragon evil ghost mask.

Then there was a monk wearing a yellow cassock, with a handsome face, holding a golden Zen staff, surrounded by a deep golden light, and was attacking the man in Tsing Yi. Each blow shot out a golden energy of more than ten meters, exploding waves of water on the river.

.

Then there was a beautiful girl wearing a white Taoist robe. The girl held a Taoist temple. Her face was clear and elegant, but she had a pair of slightly charming almond eyes, which ruined the cute and elegant temperament and added a bit of vitality.

The girl's smart eyes showed a bit of cunning, and she was obviously not as well-behaved as she appeared. She was using the aqua blue sword in her hand to besiege the man in green with the monk.

Hou Yuxiao swore that he would never find a place to practice in seclusion alone in the future. He left a message for Wan Xiaolou and others in two days. He originally wanted to go directly to Wanyang County, but he still couldn't hold back and asked He

Lian Wuji's power was absorbed.

He already had the cultivation level of Bao Dan, and Helian Wuji also had the peak cultivation level of Bao Dan. He almost burst his Dantian with this inhalation. To increase his cultivation level, he had to retreat and reconcile. People inside and outside the officialdom came and went. He

Since he was worried, he ran to Tongtian River out of desperation.

He had heard about the Tongtian River before when he was in Yongzhou. Ever since the death of Tongtian Hebo, there had been no powerful monsters in this river basin. As long as he paid attention, there shouldn't be any big problems, so he found a huge stone top in the middle of the river.

, began to practice in seclusion.

After absorbing Helian Wuji's skills and then using his merits to offset the power of karma brought by it, two days later, Hou Yuxiao broke through to the realm of the Grandmaster, and he felt very happy.

Just as he was about to leave, a monk named Taoist monk rushed out from the side and beat him without any explanation.

Of the two people who have cultivated in the alchemy stage, Hou Yuxiao is already at the master level, so it will be easy to solve them.

But the powerful martial arts displayed by the two people in front of him, as well as their age of only seventeen or eighteen years old, reminded him of Tian Fazheng, Gu Chenfeng, Sikong Yue and Tuoba Huang's group, so he

I hesitated...

As soon as he hesitated, the two of them became even more energetic, pestering him and refusing to let him go. However, their martial arts skills were still very strong, which really made it impossible for him to escape for a while.

Just as he was getting more and more impatient and sensed that a huge ship was approaching, he couldn't leave even if he wanted to.

Hou Yuxiao blocked the attacks of the two men at will, looked back at the monks and Taoists on the giant wheel, and felt a slight shiver in his heart. His eyes were fixed on the middle-aged man in purple robes at the front.

"Qingxue, stop it!"

As soon as the middle-aged Taoist priest opened his mouth, Hou Yuxiao's eyes suddenly brightened.

It was this purple-robed Taoist priest who just now sent a message to him from more than ten miles away, asking him to show mercy to the two young men...

"Senior Sister Zhao, my master asked us to stop."

The young monk had obviously received the order from the octogenarian monk, and he spoke to the Taoist nun in white next to him who was about to take action.

With this opening, the pupils under Hou Yuxiao's mask suddenly condensed slightly, and his eyes shifted to the Taoist nun in white.

Just because he heard the word "Zhao".