The longevity of the heavens begins with Mingyu Gong

Chapter 277 The Golden Mask
In Liangjun, on the third day of March, the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming.

Xi Yao casually walked into a restaurant by the side of the road, ordered a pot of weak wine, and ordered a plate of sauced beef. He listened to the voices of the drunken drinkers in the restaurant, and looked at the center of the restaurant. The frothy storyteller who was speaking felt that the exhaustion of these days had been swept away.

Three years ago, he came to Liangjun once. Compared with three years ago, Liangjun Street is now full of bustling street scenes, with green tiles and red walls everywhere, cars coming and going, and pedestrians constantly flowing There are comfortable smiles on their faces.

This made him more and more sure that everything his uncle had done in the past three years was correct.

"Hey, old man Li, who wants to hear these stories about love and love, let's listen to some important events in the world!"

"Yeah, it's still suitable for you to tell stories about fighting and killing, swords and blood rain."

"That's right, how can you not talk about the world's major events in Liang County."

The diners shouted in succession, the storyteller on the high platform of the wine shop had to stop the original romance script, thought for a while, clapped the gavel by his hands again, and said:

"Guys, since this is the case, let me tell you about the heroes who are the most popular in the rivers and lakes."

"Okay, this one is good, Xiao Er, and a pot of wine, this is what I like to hear."

Hearing the storyteller talk about anecdotes about Jianghu, Xi Yao also became a little interested, and simply turned his body sideways, showing the look of listening.

"It's said that three years ago, the emperor was murdered by rebels in Jiangdu. Heroes from all walks of life rose up together. The world was in chaos, but it also attracted countless heroes in troubled times."

"Not to mention anything else, let's just say that Kou Zhong, the young commander in charge of Liang County, suddenly rose up three years ago and forcibly took Liang County from Li Clan's hands, and thus rose all the way."

Hearing the news about the current ruler of Liang County, the diners in the restaurant were all refreshed, and the originally drowsy atmosphere suddenly became lively.

The storyteller cleared his throat and continued: "After capturing Liang County, the young marshal led the army to repel the Khitan Kuge horse thieves and the rebel Yu Wenhuaji's army, and beheaded the generals of the Wei army Yuwen Chengdu and Yuwen Wudi. , and then seized Xiapi, Huairen, Langya, Liangcheng, and Lanling several cities, and defeated Li Zitong's Wu army in Dulong Gorge, captured the East China Sea, and the two cities of Muyang, and completely became a warlord that is counted in the world."

The storyteller speaks very fast, but speaks in great detail, clearly explaining Kou Zhong's achievements, which made the following audience burst into applause.

"Okay! It's no loss that it's Young Marshal Liang Jun. If things go on like this, we will be able to calm down those aristocratic families just around the corner."

"Yes, in the past few years, life in Liang County has been much more comfortable than that in the neighboring county. From time to time, refugees from the neighboring county have gone to Liang County."

"Old man Li, you said that Young Marshal Kou is so powerful, why do you still call yourself Young Marshal? I see that those warlords in other places call themselves Grand Marshal, which sounds higher than Young Marshal."

In the crowd, some diners seemed to have drunk too much, so they said this at the top of their throats.

As the voice fell, a piece of silver was thrown on the storyteller's table.

Joy flashed in the storyteller's eyes, he picked up the broken silver calmly, coughed, and said slowly: "The young commander calls himself the young commander because he is the successor of Laojunguan, and the backer behind the young commander is the Demon Sect Master." Lord, Demon Lord Song Xing."

As soon as the word "Mojun" came out, the entire wine shop became completely silent, and it took a long time before someone let out an exclamation.

"Behind the Young Marshal's Army is Laojun Guan?"

"Let me just say, Li Clan has the support of Cihang Jingzhai behind him, and the Young Marshal was able to take Liang County from Li Clan. It turns out that there is Lao Junguan behind him."

"Laojunguan has ruled the Demon Sect in the past few years, and his strength has even surpassed that of Cihang Jingzhai. There are so many talents. No wonder the Li family can't suppress the young commander."

The storyteller patted the gavel again, and waited for everyone to calm down before speaking again: "In these years, Buddhism and the Demon Sect have fought several times. Although the Demon Lord rarely makes a move, the few times the victory is enough to make the whole Baidao unstoppable." Dare to act rashly."

"Kou Zhong, Xu Ziling, Rong Jiaojiao, Bai Qing'er, and Xi Yao are Laojunguan's most prominent figures in the arena in the past few years. The younger generation of Baidao can only be with them, the Holy Maiden of Cihang Jingzhai." war."

"You know, Laojun watched back then."

Hearing this, Xi Yao got up with a smile, and didn't continue to listen. He didn't come to Liangjun to listen to books.

Three years ago, Song Xing suddenly emerged and ruled the Demon Sect. Then Kou Zhong, the disciple of the Demon Lord, took the Luoyang Dajiang Gang as the foundation and fought for the world. The Baidao faction headed by Cihang Jingzhai supported the Li Clan in Taiyuan, and officially set off an uprising. The battle between evil and righteousness.

In the past three years, with Song Que's strong support, Laojunguan's power has expanded almost to a terrifying speed.

In terms of force, the combination of Song Xing and Song Que could already suppress everything. If Song Xing hadn't deliberately kept his hand, the two schools of Buddhism and Taoism would have been destroyed by Song Xing long ago.

In terms of military strength, Song Que and Kou Zhong are both military geniuses. In the past three years, except for Li Shimin of the Li Clan who can fight against the two, the rest of the forces are basically vulnerable.

In terms of financial resources, the Laojun Temple, which dominates the Demon Sect, covers almost all the money-making channels of the Demon Sect. With the full support of the Song family who has sold sea salt for generations, all cities that have been included in the Laojun Temple's sphere of influence in the past three years have all been prosperous and far-reaching. outperform other fields.

Although the leaders of the original sects of the Demon Sect died, their foundations were still there. Song Xing vigorously promoted the middle and high-level members of the various factions who had been squeezed out of the inner circle. These people were grateful for Song Xing's promotion and were loyal to him. It was in decline, but after three years of development, it has become even more powerful than before.

But in the past two years, Song Xing rarely appeared in the outside world, and spent most of his time in seclusion. Laojun Guan's big and small mundane affairs were all handled by Pichen, and most of the external affairs were handled by a few juniors, but Kou Zhongxiyao and others To make a name in the arena, the limelight is the same for a while.

Xi Yao left the restaurant, but did not enter Liangjun, but walked slowly towards Jinzhong Lake outside the city.

It is said that there used to be a huge ancient temple by the Jinzhong Lake, which was a temple for immortals, but after years of erosion, it is now dilapidated.

When Xi Yao came here, he chose the highest and most dangerous mountain among them, and climbed all the way up.

When I came to the top of the mountain, I saw a huge ring-shaped mountain range on the top of the mountain, which turned out to be a huge volcano.

Xi Yao stepped lightly, and fell straight towards the crater. He reached the bottom of the volcano several times, and passed through a narrow tunnel in the mountain. Xi Yao only felt the temperature getting higher and higher, almost thinking that he had reached the depths of the ground .

Just when Xi Yao gradually felt unbearable, the tunnel had come to an end, Xi Yao slowed down, even though it was not the first time he saw such a scene, he was still extremely shocked.

A large amount of hot magma flowed in this small space, giving Xi Yao the illusion that he had come to hell. In the center of the magma, on a huge black stone pillar with a whole body, Song Xing was sitting impressively.

It was hard for Xi Yao to imagine that in the past two years, Song Xing spent most of his time in retreat in this purgatory-like scene.

Three years ago, my master uncle was one of the best masters in the world, and my Huangtian Dafa was able to improve all the way, thanks to Song Xing's careful guidance, so Xi Yao has always been grateful to Song Xing in his heart.

"Uncle Master!"

Seeing Song Xing opened his eyes and looked over, Xi Yao bowed and said, "The golden mask you want me to find has a clue."

(End of this chapter)