Reborn as a snake, creating a magic method in the real world

His voice was indifferent, casual, and a little impatient. Zhou Botong was stunned, and it took a long time for him to come back to his senses. He said faintly: "Huang Laoxie, are you telling the truth? Are you sure you are not lying to me?"

Don't want the Nine Yin Scriptures. Has this changed your character?
Before he could think about it, Old Huang said indifferently: "By the way, don't come back after you leave. Peach Blossom Island does not welcome people from the Quanzhen Sect."

Zhou Botong was surprised and couldn't help asking, "Huang Lao Xie, are you crazy? It's strange that you would let me go."

In his impression, Huang Yaoshi was an evil guy, with his head full of martial arts secrets. He killed his sister-in-law and later killed his two disciples, all because of his martial arts.

He looked at Huang Yaoshi with half belief and half doubt, but finally chose to believe it, or rather, he had no choice at all.

Seeing Lao Huang's impatient look, he quickly packed up his things and followed Lao Huang out of the cave, ready to leave this place. After being imprisoned for decades, Zhou Botong also wanted to return to Quanzhen Sect to take a look, and perhaps he should also pay tribute to his senior brother.

"Okay, just drive a fishing boat out to sea." When they arrived at the beach, Lao Huang waved his hand indifferently and pointed to a fishing boat docked not far away. His meaning couldn't be more obvious.

Zhou Botong nodded, not quite understanding. After stepping onto the boat, he was relieved to see that Old Huang didn't make any move. He asked curiously, "Old Huang, have you found your conscience now? Do you want to turn over a new leaf?"

He felt that Huang Yaoshi’s behavior was very abnormal. He had imprisoned him for decades without any change of heart, but suddenly changed his temper today. He started to wonder what Huang Laoxie was planning.

When Old Huang heard what he said, he didn't know whether to laugh or cry and said, "Why, you old man don't want to leave? Then why don't you stay? I'll keep you imprisoned for a few more decades, even until you die."

"..."

Zhou Botong hurriedly shook his head like a splashing drum. If he was imprisoned for a few more decades, his life would be ruined.

Finally he said, "Let's go. I'm leaving now. But Huang Lao Xie, you are not allowed to play tricks, or I will get angry with you."

As he said that, he immediately jumped onto the fishing boat and held the oars tightly, as if he was afraid that Lao Huang would take them away.

Huang Yaoshi shrugged his shoulders, looking nonchalant, and said casually: "Okay, hurry up and leave. I don't have time to talk nonsense with you. Just remember, don't come to Peach Blossom Island again."

If the old naughty boy really came to take revenge, he would not mind sending him to see Wang Chongyang next time. Of course, he felt that with the old naughty boy's character, he would not come to take revenge, and it would be impossible for him to take revenge, even if he relied on the remnants of the Quanzhen Sect.

"Perhaps Ye Qin is right. Leaving the old naughty boy on the island might lead to the leakage of the immortal cultivation technique. Although the ninth-grade Taoist technique he gave me can only be cultivated to the vertical realm at present, it is also an amazing technique for ordinary warriors."

It is better to let outsiders avoid contact with this kind of thing as much as possible, unless they are close people.

Zhou Botong rowed the boat and gradually sailed away from the sea. He looked at Huang Lao Xie who was getting farther and farther away from him and couldn't help asking: "Huang Lao Xie, why did you change your temper? Tell me about it."

I'm leaving soon anyway, so it might as well listen.

Old Huang smiled strangely and suddenly said, "I'm going to cultivate immortality, what's the point of you, Zhou Botong, staying here? Get lost."

His voice was light, as if he was joking. At least that was how the old boy felt after hearing it.

Then Zhou Botong burst into laughter: "Huang Lao Xie, Old Naughty Boy, I think you are crazy. You are still cultivating immortality, why don't you go to heaven!"

Where are the immortals in this world?

This seemed to be the funniest joke he had ever heard. He laughed heartily, and the depressed mood he had felt was swept away. He now felt cheerful and open-minded.

Of course, he may never know that what Huang Yaoshi said was true. He really wanted to cultivate immortality, and it was for this reason that he was driven out of Peach Blossom Island.

After some ridicule and sarcasm, the old naughty boy drove away quickly in the fishing boat, fearing that Huang Yaoshi would catch up with him and settle accounts with him. He gathered all his energy and paddled the boat, and the fishing boat flew away on the sea like an arrow.

Old Huang looked at Zhou Botong who was leaving calmly and smiled: "Finally he left. Next, let's call back Chengfeng and the others."

He had accepted six disciples in total. After the death of Chen Xuanfeng and Mei Chaofeng, the only four left were Qu Lingfeng, Lu Chengfeng, Wu Mianfeng and Feng Mofeng, who had their tendons cut and were driven out of Peach Blossom Island.

Five days later, Ye Qin and Huang Rong's warm time was interrupted by the appearance of Old Huang. He coughed lightly and said concisely: "My disciples are back. You two should come with me to meet them."

Ye Qin and Huang Rong were not familiar with Qu Lingfeng and the other three, but they felt it was necessary to get to know them, so they nodded and agreed to follow Old Huang to the martial arts arena. When they got there, Old Huang introduced them to Ye Qin one by one.

After they met, Qu Lingfeng and the other three burst into tears and knelt before Lao Huang to admit their mistakes and beg for mercy. After Ye Qin said a few words of comfort, he advised Lao Huang to take them in again and teach them well. After all, the road to immortal cultivation is long and it is impossible to do everything by yourself.

The next morning, Ye Qin planned to leave alone. He was going to deal with some affairs, and because he didn't know if he could return, he didn't bring Huang Rong with him. He could have just left, but as a young man with strength and passion, he felt that he should solve the problems on the grassland, even though he was only a warrior in the Xiantian realm.

Facing an army of hundreds of thousands or even millions, he knew that he couldn't fight head-on. "I'm not stupid. How could I be so stupid as to go to the grassland and fight one hundred or even ten thousand alone? There are better ways. Why choose the dumbest one?"

As for mastering the military power and annihilating the enemies on the grassland in one fell swoop, Ye Qin felt that this method might have been feasible before, but that was just an experience. There are many ways to solve the problem, why choose the most difficult one. "Especially after Lao Huang appeared, it disrupted my plan. Although I broke through the Xiantian realm ahead of time, I also lost the fun of traveling around the world and experiencing the world."

Amid Huang Rong's reluctant gaze and Old Huang's sigh, Ye Qin rowed the boat slowly away. Some things should be brought to an end.

"Grassland, here I come!" Ye Qin's eyes were firm, his white robe fluttering in the sea breeze. While rowing, he muttered to himself: "Just think of it as a gift from me to the emperor. After all, his trust makes me feel like a confidant."

He knew that the Imperial City Department was just a tool of the government, and existed in name only because of the system of civil officials suppressing military officials in the Song Dynasty. He knew about the Jinyiwei and Dongchang of the Ming Dynasty, but knew very little about the Imperial City Department.

"Anyway, it's all going to be over soon. Without the threat from the grassland, the Song Dynasty will at least be more stable. Regardless of what happens in the court, the people will at least suffer less." The war was cruel and there were countless deaths and casualties.

Ye Qin had not forgotten that when he met Monk Du Zhen in Songshan Shaolin before, he invited him to go with him. Among the monks of the Du generation, Du Zhen was outstanding.

No matter what unpleasantness he had with Du Zhen before, they now had the same goal. It was hard to predict whether Ye Qin would meet Du Zhen again after he left, but basically he probably wouldn't.

"Go and inform him that Ye Qin wants to see Monk Du Zhen. He knows about it." Ye Qin instructed the young monk Mi, his tone leaving no room for doubt.

The young monk hesitated for a moment, but still went. Monk Duzhen had a high reputation in Shaolin, and he didn't want to get into trouble because of a miscommunication.

Soon, Du Zhen walked out, glanced at Ye Qin calmly, and said, "Come on, I'll go with you."

Seeing that Du Zhen only had a stick in his hand, Ye Qin frowned and asked: "Don't you need to prepare something?" Isn't it too hasty to set off like this?
Du Zhen shook his head and said firmly: "No, there is no need. We are going to the grassland only to end the chaos, not for fun."

Ye Qin was choked, then nodded and said calmly: "In that case, let's go."

He expected that the one on the prairie was already waiting for them.

In Ye Qin's view, Temujin was not important. He was old and had not much time left. It was not him who destroyed the Song Dynasty. His son Tolui's son Mongke seemed to be no match. But Temujin's other grandson Kublai was a powerful figure, comparable to Temujin, and eventually destroyed the Song Dynasty.

However, before that, there is still one person to be dealt with. Ye Qin and Du Zhen both know that he is the Vajra Dharma King of Tantric Buddhism, a master who has reached the state of acquired perfection.

Five days later, the two arrived at the grassland. Since the fall of the Jin Dynasty, the relationship between the Han people and the grassland has become delicate. In the past, the Han people could enter and leave freely, and it was common for them to trade with the grassland people. But now, they are restricted, and only people or forces with deep connections with the grassland are allowed to enter.

Ye Qin and Du Zhen were naturally on the banned list, but this did not pose a problem for them. It was not difficult for them to sneak in by disguising themselves or using other methods.

An hour later, the two finally entered the grassland after some twists and turns. Judging from the current delicate relationship between the Han people and the grassland, this balance may not last long. They originally had a common enemy, the Jin people, but now the Jin people have been destroyed.

Although the balance between the two sides has not been broken, the key point to maintain the balance no longer exists. Even with a simple thought, it is easy to guess that the Khan on the grassland may not invade the Song Dynasty in the short term, but expansion is inevitable.

The Mongolian tribes and the thirty-six kingdoms in the Western Regions were all his targets for conquest.

"Let's go, the situation is getting worse. The only thing to be thankful for is that the Khan is old and won't have much time left." Ye Qin said to Du Zhen beside him.

Although the monk was compassionate, Duzhen was not. He nodded and said, "But we must also be on guard against the descendants of the Khan. With their foundation on the grassland, they are likely to invade or move south."

This possibility is extremely high.

Ye Qin nodded in agreement: "That's right. But do you have any plan? We can't just barge in like this. It's probably impossible for us to fight our way out by ourselves."

There are many people on the grassland, and the tribal leaders are surrounded by many elite guards, and they are protected by people with strong martial arts skills.

A gleam of light flashed in Du Zhen's eyes, and he slowly told Ye Qin a plan.

"Speaking of plans, I do have one." Monk Du Zhen stared at Ye Qin and said seriously.

He seemed to have started thinking about this problem a long time ago.

"Oh?" Ye Qin was startled and muttered to himself, "I'm just asking casually, do you really have a plan?"

The corner of his mouth twitched slightly, then he calmed down and said calmly: "Then Master Duzhen, you may as well talk about it. If it is feasible, I will not object."

As long as it's reasonable, he will consider it.

Duzhen was slightly surprised when he heard this, then nodded and said, "After entering the grassland royal court, I will go to King Kong Dharma King and take the opportunity to get rid of him. If there is a chance, I will take action against Temujin.

And you, go and deal with his descendants, whether it's assassination, poisoning or other means, you must succeed, I will buy you time!"

Du Zhen knew very well that what Ye Qin said before was right. Temujin was already old and this Khan of the grassland would not live for many more years, but his descendants were the biggest threat to the Song Dynasty.

If he acts alone, he may not be able to solve the problem because the other party also has support. But it is different with Ye Qin.

"Can you defeat King Kong, or even kill him?" Ye Qin was a little curious and asked again, "Also, Temujin is the Khan of the grasslands, and his prestige is second only to their gods. Isn't it too dangerous for you to deal with him?"

Not to mention whether we can kill him or not, once he is exposed, I'm afraid we won't even be able to escape unscathed.

Du Zhen shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly, "It can't be helped. You are in the Xiantian realm, and I am only in the Acquired Perfection realm. If we were to switch places, I'm afraid it would be difficult for me to kill those heirs on the grassland in such a short time."

After this explanation, Ye Qin understood that it was still a matter of strength.

Monk Duzhen was not as strong as him, at least not as strong as him in the Xiantian realm. Considering the efficiency and effect of doing things, Duzhen proposed this plan.

After thinking it through, he nodded and said, "If that's the case, then this plan is feasible. But you have to get rid of King Kong Dharma King no matter what. He is not a trivial person. Once he is alive, even if I kill those heirs, he will support a local prince, and it will still be dangerous at that time."

A person who can sit on the throne of the national teacher is second only to the Khan and the priest on the grassland. Such an existence must be guarded against, and it is best to kill him.

Watari also responded seriously: "Don't worry, I understand the seriousness of the matter, you don't have to worry, I will do my best."

He knew that Ye Qin was worried that he would not work hard, but now he could only make a verbal promise, and he really couldn't do anything else. As for whether Ye Qin believed it or not, he didn't know.

After thinking carefully for a while, Ye Qin agreed to Du Zhen's proposal and said with a faint smile: "Okay, let's decide it this way. You go and deal with King Kong, and then try to deal with Khan Temujin. I will deal with his descendants."

Of course, the solution is not limited to just rushing in and fighting.

After all, there are many ways to kill someone.

After agreeing on a time, the two ate a quick meal and continued on their way to the grassland king's court. This grassland had been occupied by the Huns for a long time, but now the Huns had disappeared.

"Let's go and get rid of them. We will have no regrets whether we live or die." Ye Qin patted Du Zhen's shoulder and comforted him.

This journey is fraught with danger.

After all, the army and tribes on the grassland were stationed around the royal tent, including light cavalry and heavy cavalry, which were the main types of cavalry on the grassland. Once they were surrounded, they would be in a desperate situation.

Unless Ye Qin leaves this world urgently, then he will not be able to fulfill his promise to Huang Rong. (End of this chapter)