Longevity Martial Arts: I rely on luck to add points

Chapter 144 The Little County King’s Life Was Saved

As early as a few days ago.

Jiang Feng learned from Han Dong's mouth that the emperor invited Yun Guizong's immortal masters, they could conjure up Xiao Ran's soul and bring him back to life.

For this reason, he had investigated Yun Guizong.

From the records of some rivers and lakes, and the mouths of storytellers.

He learned that Yun Guizong and the Demon Cult were rivals.

The so-called Demon Cult.

It is a brand new sect different from the Red Lotus Sect.

Unlike the Red Lotus Sect, they wreak havoc everywhere in the Tang Dynasty, and even infiltrate personnel into the court, trying to overthrow the Tang Dynasty regime.

On the contrary, it is a group of sects that focus on and Yun Guizong's disciples, robbing cultivation resources. There are often fights between the two factions, and it is already endless.

And Loulan Zhan is a well-known martial art in the Demon Cult.

Since Jiang Feng practiced, he already knew that Loulan Zhan was a demon sect sword technique.

So his method is very simple.

When Han Dong, Han Tieshan and others rushed to Heitieshan, waiting for the arrival of Yunguizong Immortal Master.

He first came to a blind storyteller who had been stationed at the foot of the Black Iron Mountain all year round, told stories in front of temples, and earned rewards from pilgrims.

"Old man, do you know what happened on the top of the mountain some time ago?"

Jiang Feng changed his voice and asked.

"Do you want to hear the story of the three armies outflanking Heitieshan, or the story of Master Bao and Director Han wiping out the robbers?"

The old man was about to close the stall, but he didn't expect that there would be people who wanted to listen to books at night.

"I want you to tell the story of the king of Xiaojun who used the Loulan knife technique and almost died with the elder of Yushoumen. Can you tell?"

Jiang Feng asked.

"Yes, you have to pay more!"

The old gentleman rubbed his fingers.

"Can you see the price?"

Jiang Feng took out ten taels of silver ingots and put them in the hands of the old man.

Sensing the weight, the old man took the silver ingot to his nose, sniffed it carefully, his hands trembling uncontrollably, he was telling a book in front of the temple, in order to get rewards from pilgrims.

He thinks that pilgrims who come to pray to the Buddha to pray to the gods are either asking for the gods and Buddhas, or fulfilling their wishes on happy occasions. As long as they see him, no matter whether the book is good or not, in order to get blessings, they will reward him with a copper coin.

But like Jiang Feng, it was ten silver ingots, and this was the first time he had seen it in his whole life.

So he stood up and said excitedly: "Guest officer, as long as the old man is still alive in the future, I can tell you any story you want to hear anytime!"

"I just want you to tell the story of the little county king using Loulan Slash and almost dying with the elder of Yushoumen tonight."

Jiang Feng said.

"when!"

"Say..."

The old gentleman picked up the hall wood and slapped it on the table, and he wanted to make up the story smoothly according to Jiang Feng's theme.

In fact, he didn't know much about what happened on the mountain in the past few days, but as a professional storyteller, just like a novel writer, he can often make up various stories at random points.

For stories like Jiang Feng's that require a clear theme, the old gentleman can easily tell them without any effort.

"Wait a minute, when you feel something falling from your shoulder, you are talking."

Jiang Feng interrupted.

"Okay, I will wait for the guest officer's arrangement."

The old gentleman didn't ask any further questions, he put away the twelve silver ingots, sat on a chair, and waited for Jiang Feng's signal.

Jiang Feng quietly left and came to a necessary road between the imperial city and Heitieshan Mountain.

This is a green avenue, which was funded by the pilgrims who went to the temple to burn incense and worship Buddha. Because the road is flat and wide, many people who go to Heitieshan will choose to take this road.

Looking at the sycamore trees on both sides of the avenue.

"Howl!"

Jiang Feng drew his sword.

Execute the Loulan Slashing Military Form, and cut towards the plane tree on the left.

The blade is surging.

Unstoppable.

In an instant, the sycamore tree on the left fell down.

"Howl!"

Jiang Feng made another backhand strike, slashing towards the sycamore tree on the right.

Horror sword light erupted.

The sycamore tree on the right was destroyed in pieces, and the crown fell on the road.

Block the originally spacious avenue.

Immediately, Jiang Feng used his body skills to leave quickly.

"Ok?"

On the Black Iron Mountain.

Xiao Zhan and Han Tieshan frowned at the same time.

They felt that under the Black Iron Mountain, there was a fluctuation of Yuan Power, which affected the changes in the power of the surrounding heaven and earth.

The two looked at each other and continued to guard the black iron mountain.

At this time, awakening Xiao Ran and ensuring Xiao Ran's safety are the top priorities.

No matter what happens below, it has nothing to do with them.

It's just the immortal master of Yun Guizong.

Why haven't you come yet?

"what happened?"

"Whoever blocks the road, move those trees away."

A quarter of an hour later.

Yang Laosan rode a horse and brought two immortal masters of Yun Guizong to Heitieshan from the imperial city. Before he arrived, he saw two rows of people lying on the road and blocking the road. Sycamore tree.

"Yes!"

The guards on both sides rushed out immediately, trying to move the fallen plane tree away.

"Two immortal masters, I'm sorry, I don't know who did it. They cut off the sycamore trees on both sides of the road and blocked the road ahead."

Yang Laosan rode a horse and came to a luxurious and spacious carriage behind him.

There were two middle-aged people inside, having a drink and talking happily, and there were four scantily clad beauties in the carriage, squeezing their shoulders and backs for them.

"Who is so bold, dare to block the way of this immortal master?"

One of them said angrily.

"What are you doing to eat, the road is blocked by people, how can you save that little county king?"

Another person followed and complained.

"The two immortal masters calm down. Now that we are at the foot of the Black Iron Mountain, in order not to delay the treatment of the little county king, I invite the two immortal masters to come down and jump over with me."

Yang Laosan begged.

There is a large row of sycamore trees blocking the road, more than 100 of them, each of which requires two or three people to hug each other. The guards can't clear it away in a short time. On the contrary, if the two immortal masters perform body skills together with him , You can jump over in a blink of an eye, and you can reach the mountain in no time.

"What did you say?"

One of them was furious and crushed the wine glass in his hand.

"Hey, brother, forget it, wake up that little county king early, and we can continue to be happy."

One of them grabbed the other side and said.

"Damn, it's really bad luck."

The man cursed.

After tidying up his clothes, he got out of the carriage with a look of reluctance.

Yang Laosan also got off his horse.

He slandered inwardly, and greeted the ancestors of the two people all over, but on the surface, he smiled and said, "You two immortal masters, please come with me!"

"Wait a minute, Senior Brother, this doesn't seem right to you?"

The person who spoke was holding a black gourd in his hand. There were always three streaks of black energy surrounding the gourd. He was called the Taoist leader of the black gourd.

"This... is Loulan Zhan, be bold! Devil's Cult thief, come out!"

The person called Senior Brother is tall, his hair is braided to look like a tree vine, and he calls himself a tree vine fairy.

The two of them had neither high nor low status in Yun Guizong, and they often dealt with members of the Demon Cult, so they could tell at a glance that the marks left on the tree trunk were caused by Loulan Zhan.

"How can there be evil cultists in Longdu? What does he mean by that?"

Daoist Heigou questioned Yang Laosan.

"This... is really Loulan Slash."

Yang Laosan's eyes were not so vicious, and he discovered the problem only after the two of them reminded him.

"May I ask you something? How can there be evildoers in Longdu, and now let them block our way? What do you mean?"

The Tree Vine Immortal scolded angrily.

"This... the two calm down, I don't know."

Yang Laosan looked depressed.

Anyway, he is also a congenital strong man, enshrined in the imperial city, it is really impolite for the two of them to shout and shout at him.

"Senior brother, we came here to wake up the little county king, but the evildoer from the Demon Cult blocked our way here. Could it be that he wants to prevent us from waking up the little county king?"

The black gourd priest asked.

"The more they stop it, the more we need to save it."

Tree Vine Immortal said.

"You said, demon cult evildoer, is that what you mean?"

Daoist Heigou questioned Yang Laosan.

"I... I don't know."

Youngest Yang shook his head.

"You have been in Longdu, how could you not know?"

The tree vine fairy said angrily.

Yang Laosan's face darkened instantly.

Since the Black Iron Mountain incident, he hasn't had a good night's sleep.

First, he was severely injured by Jin Muchuan, leaving behind the infamy of running away.

Then Xiao Ran's life was hanging by a thread, and Xiao Zhan angered him, and was almost slapped to death by Xiao Zhan's palm.

In order to prevent further conflicts with Xiao Zhan, he was responsible for receiving the two immortal masters of Yun Guizong, but they never looked at him directly, and even shouted at him, as if they were their servants.

The more Yang Laosan thought about it, the angrier he became.

But he still didn't dare to get angry with the two immortal masters, so he could only hold back.

"May I ask you a question? When will the evildoer appear in Longdu and how many people are there?"

The black gourd priest asked.

"You two, I really don't know how many demon cultists there are in Longdu. I only know that there are also traces of Lou Lan's chopping on the Black Iron Mountain. I don't know anything else about it."

Yang Laosan thought for a while, and said seriously.

He didn't add oil or vinegar.

Speak the truth.

But deliberately led to the Black Iron Mountain.

He couldn't fight against the two immortal masters of Yun Guizong, but Xiao Zhan turned his anger on him and almost beat him to death. He was bitter, thinking that the two immortal masters came to save Xiao Ran.

He mentions it on purpose.

Those who hurt Xiao Ran by name, died at the hands of the demon cultists.

"This……"

The two fairy masters looked at each other.

Immortal Shuvine said: "Tell us about the events of that day in detail."

"You two, let me speak slowly, but time is urgent. Let's go up the mountain first, and we'll talk on the way."

Yang Laosan knew that time could not be delayed, otherwise, if he was late, Xiao Zhan would not dare to do anything to the two immortal masters, and he might take his anger out on him again.

The two had no choice but to jump over the obstacle first with Yang Laosan. On the way, they heard Yang Laosan tell the story of the Black Iron Mountain, and soon they arrived near the temple.

The mountain road is on the left side of the temple.

The blind storyteller also felt a stone fall from his shoulder at this moment.

"when!"

He got up and took a picture of Tang Mu.

Lang Lang said: "It is said that a few days ago, Zhenbei Prison was robbed by someone. Master Han, the director of the prison, led troops to surround Heitieshan, and the king of the small county helped him with righteousness. With his single-handed Loulan slash, he fought with the robbers on Heitsieshan until the sky was dark. Earth, have you ever heard of it!"

"As the saying goes, a hero produces a boy, but a tiger father has no dog..."

Mr. Blind Storyteller, began to speak eloquently.

Sitting on the chair just now, he imagined a lot, combined various routines, and already fabricated a complete story line in his mind, the outline content was the same as Jiang Feng's request.

In a word, in order to help Han Dong and avoid being convicted by the sage, Xiao Zhan went to the Black Iron Mountain alone, and fought with the robbers on the mountain for [-] rounds. In the end, he narrowly won and successfully killed the enemy, but he was also seriously injured , unconscious, waiting for the awakening of the real dragon and goddess.

"This……"

"What is he saying?"

"The king of the small county will be cut by Loulan?"

Daoist Heigou and Shuvine Immortal were both attracted by the stories told by the blind storyteller.

"Uh...these are all made-up stories, storyteller? Every word is true."

Yang Laosan explained.

He is a black-bellied person, and he knows in his heart that the more he argues, the more suspicion he will arouse the two immortal masters.

"You said just now that the king of Xiaojun will be killed by Loulan, the hero will save the beauty, and he will die with the elders of Yushoumen?"

"Where did you hear this story, is it true or false?"

Daoist Hei Huan and Immortal Tree Vine were obviously not satisfied with Yang Laosan's answer, and they both stepped forward to ask the blind storyteller.

"Although the old man is just a storyteller, he never speaks nonsense. The king of the small county is brave and mighty, and Loulan cuts with one hand. No one in Longdu knows it. If the guest officer doesn't believe it, he can investigate it himself."

The storyteller said confidently.

He has been in this industry for so many years, and he has long developed a habit. No matter how outrageous his story is, he must insist on it. This is the way it is. Otherwise, if he does not believe it, how can others believe it.

"What book are you talking about in the middle of the night, let's go."

Youngest Yang scolded.

He didn't correct it, but let the two immortal masters think wildly.

"I'm not finished yet!"

The storyteller took it into consideration that Jiang Feng hadn't let him go yet.

"Bang, get out!"

Yang Laosan threw a silver ingot on the table and shouted angrily.

"This... alright, guest officer, I'll get out right away, far away."

The storyteller listened to the sound and found the silver ingot, which turned out to be ten taels. He was so excited that he even confiscated the stall, leaned on a cane, and performed the "three-legged body technique".

"Two immortal masters, the words of the storyteller are unbelievable, please!"

After drinking off the storyteller, Yang Laosan invited the two immortal masters to the top of the mountain with a smile on his face.

"King Xiao, the immortal master is here."

said an official.

Xiao Zhan, who got a little impatient with waiting, stood up to greet him and said, "You two immortal masters, please save my son."

"What's the rush, let's see what's going on first?"

The tree vine fairy looked indifferent.

"Humph!"

Daoist Heigou was even more reluctant.

The two of them just ignored Xiao Zhan.

In front of everyone, he wandered around Heitieshan first.

Han Tieshan, Han Dong, Bao Longwei and others felt strange, they did not expect Xiao Zhan to be ignored by the two immortal masters.

Xiao Zhan looked embarrassed.

Ask for people.

He can only wait on the sidelines.

"Brother, look at this."

Finally, Daoist Heigou, in the dilapidated courtyard, saw the traces of Lou Lan's chopping down.

"Really? Could it be..."

The tree vine fairy frowned.

"Brother, what do you think is going on?"

Daoist Heigou said in a low voice.

"An enemy's enemy is a friend, and vice versa, an enemy's friend is an enemy. If the person who killed Xiao Ran was really killed by Lou Lan, it means that Xiao Ran and the Demon Cultists are in the same group."

Immortal Shuvine said, he didn't really believe what the storyteller said, but he trusted what Yang Laosan said.

The two use the door to transmit sound to each other.

Xiao Zhan frowned.

He couldn't hear what the two were talking about, but with his level of strength, he could completely tell that the two were communicating with each other, and what they were discussing seemed to be afraid that they would hear it.

Xiao Zhan had no choice but to ask for help from others.

"The sycamore tree at the foot of the mountain, and Mr. Storyteller, what's going on? I always feel that they want to prevent us from going to Heitieshan to save Xiao Ran?"

Daoist Heigou asked, he felt that Mr. Storyteller was specially arranged by someone, after all, how could he stay by the side of the road to tell a story at night.

"Stop it? Hmph, it seems to stop it, but it actually requires us to work harder to save Xiao Ran. Think about it, if we mistakenly think that the Demon Cult has enmity with Xiao Ran, will we do our best to save Xiao Ran?"

The Tree Vine Immortal snorted coldly.

"This... But if the Devil's Cult wants us to save Xiao Ran, they don't need to do those actions, and they can even erase the traces on the mountain?"

Daoist Heihu was puzzled.

The tree vine fairy also felt strange.

After pondering for a while, he said, "It doesn't matter whether Xiao Ran will kill Loulan or not, whether he is a member of the Demon Cult, or a friend of the Demon Cult, we are ordered to come here, and if we don't complete the mission, we won't be able to go back to make business, so..."

"Brother intends to save!"

Daoist Hei Hu took up the conversation.

But the Tree Vine Immortal shook his head and said, "Will you save me or not?"

"Brother, what do you mean?"

Daoist Hei Huan was a little puzzled.

"We must save him. We can't let Xiao Ran die, and we can't let Xiao Ran wake up. We can let him live and lie down forever."

The Tree Vine Immortal said hehe.

"Senior brother, it's a good plan. If we do this, we can make a difference, and it can also ensure that if Xiao Ran has an affair with the Demon Cult, we save the wrong person and are blamed by the sect. However, if we do this, if Xiao Ran is misunderstood, people will find out What should I do?"

Daoist Hei Huan was always a little worried.

"Hmph, we have seen the appearance of Demon Sect disciples in Longdu. If the matter is revealed, we will blame the Demon Sect. Even if the sect finds out by then, we just have to insist that Xiao Ran and the Demon Sect Not only will the people above not blame us for having an affair with the disciples, but they will also take the opportunity to attack the Tang royal family and force them to expel the disciples of the Demon Sect!"

The tree vine fairy said confidently.

"Hey, if you continue to appoint us here, you can still be happy for a while."

The black gourd Taoist said excitedly.

"Two immortal masters, please wake up the child."

Xiao Zhan watched them talking for a long time, but never looked at Xiao Ran, his heart was filled with anger.

"Your Majesty Xiao, don't worry. Just now, our brothers and sisters were discussing how to bring the little county king back to life."

The black gourd said with a smile.

"King Xiao, the situation of the small county king is rare. Our senior brothers need to plan carefully. In addition, it is our honor that our senior brothers can work together to perform the soul calling technique on the small county king."

The Tree Vine Immortal came, stood beside Hanyu's bed, looked at Xiao Ran and said.

"Then I would like to thank the two immortal masters. No matter what, Xiao is extremely grateful."

The words of the two made Xiao Zhan's anger disappear completely, and his face was excited.

"In that case, we brothers and sisters, cast a spell now to wake up the little county king."

The black gourd priest said politely.

"Please!"

Xiao Zhan nodded repeatedly.

Hurry to the side and protect the law for the two of them.

Daoist Black Gourd and Immortal Tree Vine looked at each other, nodded slightly, and then stood separately on the left and right sides of the cold jade bed, pinched the spells in their hands, and began to call for wind and rain. The power of heaven and earth on the Black Iron Mountain was also under their spells, affected.

Everyone felt that there were gusts of wind blowing from all directions.

The black gourd in the hands of the black gourd priest emitted layers of black air, hovering above the cold jade bed, forming a spiral vortex, and within the vortex, a black breath automatically extended downwards, piercing into Xiao Ran's nostrils go in.

On the top of the Tree Vine Immortal's head, a wooden hairpin burst out with green light, the light floated into the air, then returned to the black vortex, followed Xiao Ran's breath, and entered Xiao Ran's body.

In this way, the two cast spells together.

It lasted for nearly an hour.

During this process, the two consumed a lot.

Sweating.

The power of heaven and earth that can be affected is becoming less and less.

It feels like you've tried your best.

"Cough cough!"

at the same time.

Lying on the cold jade bed, surrounded by the breath of the cold jade bed, Xiao Ran, who could always hold his breath, coughed.

Closed eyes.

Open slowly.

Staring at the black vortex above.

"Of course!"

Xiao Zhan said excitedly.

Finally saw Xiao Ran move.

"Xiao Ran, Uncle Xiao and I are by your side."

Han Dong also said excitedly.

Xiao Ran became like this because she went to Heitieshan with her, and she didn't want anything to happen to Xiao Ran.

"Cough cough!"

Xiao Ran was still coughing.

Eyes kept open.

But the expression is also very dull.

Also at this time.

On the black vortex, there was a part of green luster, which was controlled by the black gourd Taoist priest, and hid in the vortex, preventing them from entering Xiao Ran's body along with Xiao Ran's breath.

Daoist Hei Gourd and Immortal Tree Vine looked at each other.

Very tacit closing method, close your eyes and adjust your breath.

The black vortex disappeared.

Hei Gourd regained his composure, and there were always three streams of black energy surrounding his body. The green light spot on the wooden hairpin on the tree vine fairy's head also disappeared together. Both of them were sweating and pale, trying to replenish their energy.

"Of course!"

Xiao Zhan hurried over.

He wanted to wake up Xiao Ran.

"Xiao Ran, what's the matter with you? Wake up?"

Han Dong came to the other side of the cold jade bed and shouted along with him.

"Master Immortal, why is my son silent?"

Xiao Zhan asked.

Daoist Hei Gourd and Immortal Tree Vine continued to adjust their breathing with their eyes closed, as if unable to speak due to weakness.

"King Xiao, don't worry, wait for the immortal master to recover, and listen to what they have to say."

Han Tieshan said.

After half an hour.

Daoist Hei Gourd and Immortal Tree Vine finally regained their composure, and they wiped the sweat from their foreheads.

Then they looked at Xiao Ran on Hanyu's bed together.

Immortal Shuvine sighed: "The life of the little county king has been saved. Unfortunately, we are not strong enough to restore all the souls of the little county king. If we want to restore him to normal, we have to wait for us to return to the sect. Ask for instructions." After the elders of the sect, find out how to deal with it, so that the little county king can really wake up."

"Hey, if the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty could invite the elders to come over at the beginning, maybe the little county king would be able to recover now."

The black gourd priest sighed.

"You... this..."

Xiao Zhan was dumbfounded, how could he have expected such a result.

(End of this chapter)