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Chapter 204: Recruitment and Reverse Training
There is less than a year left.

But if you keep procrastinating, it will at least be delayed for a few months.

This means that he still has more than a year to break through the realm of true strength. As long as he can find rare treasures, the time should be enough, so he must hurry.

This trip.

Chen Sanshi didn't let Ningxiang follow.

Instead, he asked her to look after the house. After all, she is a cultivator, so she could be of some help if any situation arises.

Meng Quji, who had been hiding in the dark, strongly requested to go out with him.

Mention this.

Not long ago, Chen Sanshi and Deng Feng exchanged letters, and the latter seemed to be about to break through to the realm of Martial Saint. With the addition of his sixth senior brother Wang Zhi, he will soon have three Martial Saints around him.

After he announced his retreat, the specific matters of his trip to the south were still left to Qin Changxu, who had handled it last time.

This person is very efficient in his work.

It only takes one day to prepare.

Before dawn the next day, Chen Sanshi quietly left Liangzhou City with a horse and a fool. After arriving at the nearest pier, he boarded a ship and headed south, heading straight to the ends of the earth.

on board.

He started to make elixir.

Prepare to refine all the remaining materials for the Bigu Pills, Yangjing Pills and Zhenwu Pills.

When you reach the world of immortal cultivation, you can also exchange it for some spirit stones.

At last.

A total of forty-five fasting pills were obtained, worth nine spirit stones.

Ten nourishing meridian pills are worth twenty spirit stones.

One Zhenwu Pill is worth two hundred spirit stones.

Besides.

Chen Sanshi also has a copy of the cultivation method of Xianghuo Shinto in his hand.

There is no use for him to keep it, he can take it out and use it as currency when necessary.

"Om-"

The last fasting pill is produced.

Chen Sanshi walked out of the cabin.

Qin Changxu was sitting on the deck fishing, with several bright carps jumping around in the fish basket beside him.

"Well, get up."

After hesitating for a while, Chen Sanshi said, "I'll go fishing for a while."

"Okay, Commander."

Qin Changxu quickly stood up.

Chen Sanshi took a deep breath and sat down with confidence.

This sitting.

That's a full half day.

"Haha~"

Qin Changxu came over and said, "How about I change your fishing rod? There are still a lot of them in the cabin."

"I knew there was something wrong with your fishing rod."

Chen Sanshi glanced at him and said, "No need to change. I'm just killing time anyway. When we dock to rest later, remember to inquire about the latest news in the south to see if there are any major changes."

"it is good."

Qin Changxu took the order and left.

Chen Sanshi waited until they all got off the boat before he calmly went into the cabin and picked up a new fishing rod, but still caught nothing.

“Are you meditating?”

Zhao Zhao woke up from a nap and saw the man in white robe still sitting there motionless. He rubbed his eyes and asked.

"..."

Chen Sanshi waved his hand: "Dummy, come here."

"what?"

Zhao Zhao approached and looked at the fishing rod: "Fishing, what's the point of this?"

"Just fish if I tell you to!"

Chen Sanshi said this and stuffed all the tools into her hands.

"Oh, boring."

Zhao Zhao took the thing while mumbling.

Within a cup of tea, the float started shaking.

She slowly reeled in the rod and caught a large catfish weighing seven or eight pounds: "Hey, is that right?"

"..."

The corners of Chen Sanshi's eyes twitched twice imperceptibly.

"Hey, hey, what are you doing?"

Zhao Zhao watched with her own eyes as the man in white robe snatched the fishing rod and broke it, then threw all the catfish she had caught into the river. She was so angry that her cheeks turned into buns: "He is really sick."

Soon after.

Qin Changxu came back with the information: "Commander-in-Chief, there are indeed some situations."

"explain."

Chen Sanshi poured him a cup of tea personally.

"Thank you, Commander."

Qin Changxu drank it all in one breath, and then said: "There are immortals like 'Qu Yuanxiang' not only in Dasheng, but also in Nanxu and Xiqi. Moreover, according to the information collected by the spies lurking in various places in my Military Governor's Office, these 'immortals' are not from the same force, and they also have disputes with each other."

"Aren't they from the same force?"

Chen Sanshi quickly figured it out.

These monks poured into the Dongsheng Divine Continent.

The purpose is nothing more than to find spiritual veins.

The extremely precious resource of spiritual veins is bound to attract competition from all major sects.

he guessed.

In Tianshuizhou.

It is even possible that these sects have already "divided" the territory of Dongsheng Shenzhou, with each sect participating in a court and then searching for spiritual veins in that land.

"Nanxu has seen the biggest changes recently."

Qin Changxu continued, "Just four days ago, the old emperor of Nanxu passed away. After a civil strife, Fan Shuzhen ascended the throne with the help of Zhonghu and the Immortal Master.

"There is also Liangshanpo, which we are going to pass by. Its power is growing stronger. Not long ago, Cao Rong, the Prince of Zhennan, personally dispatched troops and prepared to personally eliminate the banditry. But not long ago, he suddenly went into seclusion. It seems that the court gave him some new skills. By the way, the Prince of Zhennan is a martial arts genius and a martial arts fanatic. The commander-in-chief should have heard of this."

"Kung Fu."

Chen Sanshi thought of the skills that his fourth senior brother had promised to the court.

It's not possible that he really gave the Dragon Sutra to the imperial court?
Or maybe, it is some other technique.

The senior brother didn't leave any instructions when he left, but he must have his own plans, so there was no need for him to worry too much.

"The situation in Liangshanpo is also quite complicated."

Qin Changxu added: "On one hand, Nanxu wants to directly recruit them into his own court and use them to attack our Dasheng Dynasty. On the other hand, the King of Zhennan is also advancing while constantly issuing orders to recruit them, which is considered the final ultimatum.

"According to previous situations, Liangshanpo has always been cooperating with Nanxu. In theory, they should be biased towards Nanxu.

“But as far as I know.

“Liangshanpo is also divided into two factions.

"One faction believes that they should submit to Nanxu.

"Another faction believes that treason is not allowed, and even if one accepts amnesty, one should accept the amnesty from the Prince of Zhennan.

"Anyway, given their current situation, they have to choose a side, otherwise they will just wait to die."

"Ah."

Chen Sanshi browsed the information: "How is Liangshanpo doing on a daily basis?"

"Supervisor, are you referring to them?"

Qin Changxu said: "Liangshanpo did have a group of bandits, but since the Grand Canal Uprising, they haven't really done anything harmful to the world. Instead, they have killed many corrupt officials. Their wealth is basically earned from this."

"If that's the case."

Chen Sanshi put down the paper and said, "If we really let the King of Zhennan wipe them out like this, or force them to surrender to Nanxu, it will not be a good result. The best way is to let them accept our offer of amnesty."

"Isn't it?"

Qin Changxu agreed, "After several rounds of shuffling, they now have 80,000 combat-capable troops, including 40,000 elite troops, which are enough to guard an entire state. It's not a small number."

"What about the internal list?"

Chen Sanshi asked, "Can we find out which faction supports whom?"

"Have."

Qin Changxu immediately pulled out another list: "There has been a lot of trouble in Liangshan recently, and people have been killed. We can find out the truth with a simple investigation."

Chen Sanshi held the extremely detailed list and lamented that their Military Governor's Office's intelligence gathering capabilities were probably not much inferior to those of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, as they even had such detailed intelligence.

He estimated.

Master has been using this method to find spiritual veins over the years.

"lets go."

"Let's go to Liangshan first."

……

Liangshan.

There are one thousand rivers and ports, and the radius is eight hundred miles.

Relying on its unique geographical advantages, the bandits here had existed for decades. Until the Canal Uprising a few years ago, it became a base camp for raising local troops.

Even the Prince of Zhennan had to dispatch 70,000 naval forces before he could come to encircle and suppress the enemy, and he might not be able to succeed in a short period of time.

Just at this moment, in the Juyi Hall.

The two groups were arguing.

"Brother, what did you say? Are we really going to accept the imperial court's offer of amnesty?!"

"Call for peace, call for peace, what a joke!"

"You bunch of bastards, what else can we do if we don't surrender?!"

"Although we have a large army, we don't even have a single state or prefecture. We have tigers in front of us and wolves behind us. If we don't accept the offer, we will die."

"It would be better to just surrender to Nanxu and go to war with the imperial court!"

"Nan Xu wants to use us as a shield, can't you see that?!"

"Could it be that we can just recruit them?"

"We have been bandits for so long and have killed many corrupt officials. Will the court let us go in the future?"

"It's the same with Nanxu! There's a saying that goes 'When the cunning rabbit dies, the running dog is cooked; when the birds are gone, the good bow is hidden'!"

"That's right. If we accept the offer of amnesty from the King of Zhennan, at least we won't have to betray our country and bear the stigma of collaborating with the Southern Yi people!"

"..."

Southern Xu, Eastern Qing, Dasheng, and Western Qi.

In the eyes of the desert barbarians, everything is the Central Plains.

But in their own eyes.

Only during the Great Sheng Dynasty was the Central Plains orthodox.

It is precisely for this reason that the scholars and learners of Dasheng all have a strong sense of superiority and pride. In their eyes, other countries are nothing but unorthodox.

Shan Qunyu, the leader of Liangshanpo and the current commander-in-chief of the army, felt annoyed when he saw his brothers quarreling endlessly, so he took advantage of the chaos to quietly leave.

Zhang Shun didn't listen any more. He went down the mountain with a harpoon in his hand, ready to vent his anger in the lake.

Until a big hand suddenly fell on his shoulder.

"Who?!"

He couldn't help but feel shocked that he hadn't even noticed anyone approaching.

"I am Zhang Laizi!"

After changing his appearance, Chen Sanshi wore a deep blue robe and carried Sun Li's Red Lotus Sword on his waist. He was a little tired of using the Zhenyue Sword, so he brought out his senior sister's sword to use.

"elder brother?!"

The shock on Zhang Shun's face turned into surprise. He quickly led the people to a deserted place and said, "Brother, why are you here? And no one noticed you even though you ran here? That's right, you are a martial saint now."

A battle in the north, sealing the Wolf's Lair.

Naturally, everyone in the world knows this.

He also felt quite emotional.

The last time we met, Brother Shi was still Xuan Xiang. I didn't expect that he became a Martial Saint after returning. This speed is really amazing.

"The matter of recruiting."

Chen Sanshi got straight to the point: "What do you think?"

"Me? If it were up to me, I would definitely not listen to anyone."

Zhang Shun threw down the harpoon, his expression somewhat gloomy: "But they all said that if we don't choose sides, we will be attacked from both sides, and our destruction will happen in the next two years."

"Indeed it is."

Chen Sanshi explained: "You have been able to stay in Liangshan Lake for so many years. The geographical advantage is only one aspect. In fact, the main reason is that the King of Zhennan was dealing with Nanxu before, and Nanxu was also trying to win you over. Now, both sides are targeting Liangshan, so you naturally have no choice."

"Brother Shi, you know that I hate the court."

Zhang Shun said bitterly: "But Nanxu is not a good thing either. If we agree to their conditions, the whole south will be in chaos soon, and we are just the vanguard who are sent to die."

"In that case, accept the offer from the King of Zhennan."

Chen Sanshi said bluntly.

Zhang Shun nodded and said, "Okay, after all, compared to Nanxu, the court at least has you, Brother Shi."

"I can't control you in the South."

Chen Sanshi shook his head: "I am only pointing out a relatively good option for you based on the current situation. After you are recruited, you will inevitably be suppressed."

Zhang Shunpin said something implied: "From what Brother Shi said, your life is not easy either? Can't you write a letter to the court to protect us?"

"Yes."

Chen Sanshi said quietly, "If you surrender directly, you can get a position if you are lucky, but if I write a letter to protect you, you will die."

"I understand."

Zhang Shun said: "Brother Shi is in a high position now and he cannot have any overt contact with us rebels.

"Let's talk about recruiting."

Chen Sanshi didn't want the South to start another war so soon: "Is the resistance great?"

"There's a lot of resistance."

Zhang Shun calculated seriously: "Our eldest leader is a scholar and is more inclined to submit to Dasheng, but the second leader, Si Daoren, seems to have some connection with the immortal master of Nanxu and is more inclined to follow Nanxu."

"Are you connected to Monk Nanxu?"

Chen Sanshi began to ponder.

This is aimed at the entire Dasheng.

The more this happens, the more we cannot allow Liangshan's troops to turn to Nanxu.

"We are now divided into these two factions on the mountain, and there is a hint of a falling out between them."

Zhang Shun picked up a branch and started to draw on the ground: "The two sides are evenly matched, but that Si Daoren seems to be a casual cultivator who escaped from the world of immortal cultivation. He is relatively stronger. The big boss can only barely stand up to him with the help of the fourth boss. The fourth boss... it's bad!"

He threw away the branch and ran towards the big village.

“Today, Si Daoren and his men used some tricks to lure the Fourth Master down the mountain!

"..."

……

Dazhai.

Shan Qunyu returned to his room in a depressed mood and sat at his desk, drinking alone.

He was originally a descendant of a first-rate sect in the south and had an excellent talent for martial arts, but he was a scholar at heart. His lifelong wish was to leave the world of martial arts, step into the court, and go down in history.

But within two years of taking office, he was framed and nearly beheaded, forcing him to flee everywhere. Later, thanks to a fortuitous opportunity and the support of his sect, he became a Martial Saint and was able to rule Liangshan Mountain and become the king.

But this is not a long-term solution after all.

Sooner or later, he and his brothers will have to find a way out.

Let’s look at it now.

If you promise Nan Xu, you will be the vanguard and die immediately.

If you surrender to great power, it will be a slow death.

Dilemma.

What a dilemma!
The more Shan Qunyu thought about it, the more miserable he felt. He didn't understand where his wandering life would end up or what his fate would be.

"Dong dong!"

There was a knock on the door.

"Boss, are you there?"

"It is you."

Shan Qunyu put down his wine glass and said, "Come in."

"Squeak~"

The wooden door opens.

A Taoist priest dressed in a purple Taoist robe strode in with a whisk in his hand.

"Second brother, please sit down."

Shan Qunyu poured wine for him and said, "You came to see me alone, are you here to submit to someone?"

"Exactly."

Si Daoren sat down, picked up the wine glass with one hand, but did not drink it. He just played with it in his hand and said, "Boss, the Prince of Zhennan is now in seclusion in Liwan Prefecture, and the army will be on the border at any time. If we don't agree to Da Xu's conditions, they will soon cut off our logistical supply. By then, I'm afraid we won't be able to hold on for long and will be wiped out by the court's navy."

"Second brother, second brother, you are so confused!"

Shan Qunyu said earnestly, "Don't you see that Nanxu Zonghu is planning to use us to die to help them open a gap in Liwan Prefecture? For now, it is better to surrender to the King of Zhennan as soon as possible, so that there will at least be room for mediation later."

"Brother, I think you are the one who is confused. Since we can't reach an agreement, there is no need to talk about it anymore."

Si Dao Ren said, taking out a contract and slapping it on the table: "Sign this and stamp it with the seal. From now on, our Liangshan is no longer a bandit, but the Daxu Liangshan Army, and the leader is also the Marquis of Liangshan. When you achieve success in the future, it will also satisfy your long-cherished wish of being recorded in history."

"I can't sign it."

Shan Qunyu only took a glance at it and pushed it aside: "After signing, within half a year, only one out of ten of us brothers will be left!"

"The boss."

Si Daoren stood up, his voice suddenly turned cold: "Today, it is not up to you."

"what do you mean?"

Shan Qunyu's face darkened: "You and I have different opinions, but we have been brothers for many years after all. Are you planning to use force to force us and hurt the harmony between us?"

"brother?"

Si Dao Ren curled up the corner of his mouth and sneered, "I am originally a cultivator from Tianshuizhou. When did I become a brother to you ordinary people? I stayed here with you just to have fun leading troops to fight. But you guys are so noisy on weekdays, but hesitate when fighting. It's so boring!"

As he spoke, waves of magical power began to fluctuate.

"You, you...are good!"

Shan Qunyu was not afraid. He reached out from under the table and pulled out a long sword. He also used his true energy to stimulate it and said, "Master Si Dao, you are a cultivator, but you alone may not be my opponent!"

"Who told you~"

Si Dao Ren said grimly: "I am alone?"

"boom!"

The words have not yet fallen.

Then a sword energy came from outside, and the wooden wall cracked like paper.

Shan Qunyu neither dodged nor retreated. He swept the long sword in his hand and transformed into a three-headed demon wolf.

"Boom--" the sword and saber energies collided.

The terrible aftermath shook the house, directly blowing away more than half of the already fragile wooden house, and the entire roof was gone, allowing the afterglow of the setting sun to shine into the house unhindered.

Shan Qunyu looked up and saw another cultivator standing in the air.

He frowned and said, "You actually invited the monks from Nanxu here! Fourth brother, where is fourth brother——"

"Don't shout anymore."

Si Dao Ren sneered and said, "I have tricked him into coming down the mountain a long time ago. Now you are the only martial saint on the mountain. If you sign the agreement early, maybe I can save your life!"

He was originally a casual cultivator in the middle stage of Qi Refining in Tianshui Continent. He just couldn't make it, so he took advantage of the loosening of the seal to come to the mortal world many years ago. He wanted to try and see if he could get lucky and find some ancient relics. After failing to do so, he simply waited to die on Liangshan Mountain.

Until recently.

The monks from Qingxuan Mountain came to Nanxu.

They are preparing to fight for territory in the mortal world and occupy spiritual veins in the future.

The officials also benefited.

As long as he can make achievements, he will be able to join a large sect as a disciple in the future, and maybe even make further progress on the path to immortality.

"Don't even think about it!"

Shan Qunyu became even more angry: "You are going to use the lives of 100,000 brothers to exchange for your own future!"

"If that's the case, then you die."

As soon as Si Daoren finished speaking, the whisk in his hand suddenly spread as if it had life, like a huge white snake, sweeping towards the opponent's throat. The cultivator in the air directly crushed a talisman, which turned into a huge fireball and smashed down.

Two cultivators in the middle stage of Qi Refining against a Martial Saint.

Shan Qunyu soon couldn't hold on any longer, and after a few fights, he fell into the pond behind the yard, with blood gushing out from the corners of his mouth.

"The boss!"

Zhang Shun arrived in time and waved his harpoon, summoning a waterfall from the pond, which surged towards the two of them like the sky was tilting.

But he was only in the initial stage of Qi Refining, and the spells he cast were only bluffing in appearance, but actually could not hurt the opponent.

The monk from Nanxu split the waterfall effortlessly with just a light swing of his sword.

"Boss, are you okay?"

Zhang Shun helped him up.

Shan Qunyu said intermittently: "Shunzi... your cultivation is still shallow and you are no match for them. Don't worry about me. Go down the mountain to find the fourth boss and tell him to go directly to the King of Zhennan!"

"Boss, what you said is true."

Zhang Shun said, "If you hadn't brought me from the canal to Liangshan, I would have been killed by the soldiers."

Although the other party values ​​his fishing skills, one thing is one thing.

Zhang Shun pointed the harpoon at the two monks and said, "Second Master! If we disagree, we can discuss it. Why do you have to kill them?!"

"..."

The monk from Nanxu narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the young man in front of him, and asked: "Master Si, why are there monks on Liangshan?"

"I don't know, maybe this technique was picked up from somewhere."

Si Daoren said: "Now that things have come to this, just kill him."

Just as he was about to take action, he saw another figure quietly appear.

"And there are helpers?!"

The Taoist priest asked sternly, "Who are you to come to Liangshanpo and meddle in other people's business?"

The man didn't say anything either, but just put one hand on the hilt of the knife at his waist and slowly walked towards him.

"Mute? Then just shut up forever!"

Si Dao Ren's whisk spread out again, reaching a length of several dozen feet. It swept across, stirring up clouds of dust, as if controlling a huge storm, uprooting countless large trees and crushing countless huge rocks. Finally, it turned into a monstrous beast, which pounced on the knife-wielding knight in front of it, ready to swallow him up in one gulp.

"Keng——"

Vaguely.

Si Daoren seemed to hear the sound of swords being drawn. When he looked, the knight had disappeared and the magic he cast was in vain. He could not help but look around cautiously to prevent the opponent from appearing from somewhere and attacking him. However, until the dust in the sky gradually dissipated, he still could not see the opponent's figure.

Suddenly.

There seems to be fluid flowing on the forehead.

He reached out and touched it and found it was blood.

The blood kept coming out, and it couldn't be wiped away no matter how hard I tried.

Immediately afterwards, Si Daoren felt that his vision became wider and wider, the distance between his hands became farther, and both sides of his body became lighter and lighter, as if he had learned the art of splitting himself into two people.

only……

Half on each side.

It turned out that he was split in half by someone.

Finally figuring out what was going on, Si Daoren's vision fell into darkness, their bodies fell to the side, blood gushed out, and soon a pool of blood formed on the yellow mud ground.

"The monk's body is really weak."

Chen Sanshi felt the knife just now.

As long as his realm is higher than that of the other party, killing a cultivator will be easier than killing a warrior.

"Damn idiot!"

The other monk came back to his senses from his shock.

What he had just seen.

A knife!

Si Dao Ren was split into two halves by this man with one sword!
After all, he is in the middle stage of Qi Refining!
And this person, after all, is only in the late stage of Transcendental!

Theoretically speaking, everyone's realm and strength are at the same level.

How……

How can there be such a huge gap? !
I have heard for a long time that warriors break the law by force.

Sure enough, they all deserve to die!
The monk had no intention of taking action anymore. He turned around and tried to escape on his sword.

It was at this time.

A tiger-like figure appeared on the ground in front of him, moving so fast that it turned into an afterimage, and then rushed up along the trunk of a towering tree, until he reached the treetop and jumped up, unexpectedly arriving at a height of hundreds of feet in the sky. He held a 10-foot-long snake spear in his hand, and his true power burst out like a tsunami. The spear turned into a nine-headed giant python, which came over like an overwhelming force, dazzling people.

The monk did not stop, and formed seals with his hands to cast a wind spell.

"Rumble--"

Although he did not die, he was shot down from the air.

Without waiting for the monk to steady himself.

Meng Quji attacked again.

"Damn it!"

The monk's eyes were bloodshot, he picked up the flying sword and mobilized all his magic power to wrestle with it.

But only a few rounds later.

His magic power was almost exhausted, and his body suffered serious internal injuries from the attack of true energy. He immediately crushed the last talisman.

"Wow—"

The solid ground under Meng Quji's feet suddenly turned into quicksand, and he was half sunk into it without paying attention.

Take this opportunity.

The seriously injured monk turned around and went into the woods, then saw a thin little girl blocking him there, holding a purple flying sword in her hand.

"You little piece of trash at the first level of Qi Refining!"

The monk roared with a ferocious look on his face: "Get out of here if you don't want to die!"

Even though he was seriously injured, he could still exert the strength of an early stage of Qi Refining.

"call out--"

"what?!"

The monk's pupils trembled as he saw with his own eyes that the purple flying sword in the hands of the little girl at the first level of Qi Refining burst out at a speed far beyond his realm. He did not have time to block it, and the flying sword pierced through his heart. He suddenly lost his life while running, and his body fell to the ground with a bang. Due to the action of inertia, it rolled several times before hitting a tree trunk heavily.

Zhao Zhao came to the body and tried to pull out the flying sword embedded in the tree trunk. However, he couldn't do it with one hand, so he used both hands, and finally used both hands and feet, until he used too much force and fell to the ground.

"Well done girl."

Almost at the same time, Meng Quji broke free from the quicksand and rushed over.

In fact, even if the girl did not take action, the monk would still be caught up and killed within two breaths.

Chen Sanshi walked over, looked down at Zhao Zhao, who was lying on the ground, gasping for breath, with cold sweat all over his face, and said teasingly, "Little waste, you have not practiced for nothing for so long."

"That's not."

Zhao Zhao struggled to get up and wiped the cold sweat off her cheeks with her sleeves: "Let me tell you, I am... Anyway, I am very powerful. One day, I will beat you so hard that you will call me aunt."

Chen Sanshi ignored him.

But he also saw the clues.

No matter how low your cultivation is.

He wouldn't be exhausted by just one strike, and the speed of the flying sword just now was obviously wrong.

"If you kill someone, the things will be yours."

He took the whisk from Si Dao Ren's body. The mid-grade magic weapon was estimated to be worth dozens of spirit stones.

"Really?"

Zhao Zhao did not hesitate and began to use the corpse-searching technique. However, in the end, apart from the flying sword, he only found a few spirit stones, which made him a little disappointed.

After dealing with the two bodies.

They returned to their original place.

Shan Qunyu stared at the scene in astonishment: "Shunzi, these are all your friends? Who are they?!"

"Don't ask."

Zhang Shun supported him and said, "In short, the boss can accept the amnesty smoothly."

"Killing the monks of Nanxu is equivalent to falling out with Nanxu."

Shan Qunyu sighed and said, "If I don't accept the offer of amnesty from the King of Zhennan, there is no other way. Anyway...thank you for saving my life, great hero!"

He fell to his knees.

"I will never forget your life-saving grace today. If you need anything in the future, just let me know. I will repay you even if it means risking my life!"

"Uncle Laizi, don't worry, the boss always keeps his word."

Zhang Shun testified: "The people of the outlaws are the most loyal!"

In fact.

The reason why Shan Qunyu was able to gather so many troops on the mountain was because of his good reputation, and he even had a nickname of "Timely Rain".

"I'm helping you so that we can delay the war in the southern border."

Chen Sanshi patted his shoulder and pulled him up from the ground: "For you, this is also a better choice. Of course, it is hard to say what your fate will be after you are recruited."

"My benefactor, have you also seen that our Liangshan has a bleak future?!"

Shan Qunyu felt that he had met a master, and he knelt on the ground and refused to get up: "My benefactor, please show me a way! Although my Liangshan soldiers are bandits, we never kill poor people! Our money and food basically come from corrupt officials. There is not a single person in the thousands of miles around who doesn't speak well of us Liangshan!
“Why do we have to end up in a dilemma?!

“I also know that after we surrender, the imperial court will definitely take action against us!

“But, I really can’t help it.

"Mr. Shan, you have to give a way out to the one hundred and twenty sworn brothers and the one hundred thousand brothers. You can't stay in the mountains forever!
"My benefactor, my benefactor, please don't leave!

"Please show me the way!"

"That's all."

Chen Sanshi looked at him and said, "Since you are bandits and have done nothing evil, please bring the map."

"well!"

Regardless of his injuries, Shan Qunyu found a map from the ruins of the wooden house.

at the same time.

The noise from the previous fight attracted more and more people, and Zhang Shun drove them away one by one.

"Benefactor!"

Shan Qunyu spread out the map and said, "Please look at this, benefactor! I think that if we want to survive, it would be best to leave some troops in Liangshanpo after the surrender. This way, no matter what happens in the future, we will have a way out."

"You don't have to think about this."

Chen Sanshi said calmly: "The King of Zhennan may agree to let you leave some troops behind, but it doesn't make any sense. If I'm right, after the surrender, you will be divided into several groups, and a large part of them will be placed in Yuanqu Prefecture. This place looks rich, but if you really do it, you will become fish on the chopping board. It will be useless even if you leave troops in Liangshanpo.

“So, you must tell the Prince of Zhennan that you are willing to withdraw from Liangshan Lake without reservation, leaving no soldiers here, in exchange for the right to station troops in Mangshan Prefecture. Mangshan Prefecture is not large, but its location is special. You can flee eastwards to Lingzhou by water, or you can take over the surrounding counties of Zhangpu, Hongxing, and Fengning, strangling the throat of Liangshan. In the future, if you are forced to do so, you can cut off the food and grass of the Liangshan garrison and fight back again.

“And the King of Zhennan will definitely agree.

“Because Mangshan Prefecture will not pose a fatal threat to the deployment of troops in the south, and if the front is really lost, you can still be used to block the route of Nanxu’s advance.

“This is not a good move to advance, but it is the best way to protect yourself.

"No matter how many of your people are transferred away, as long as there are more than 20,000 soldiers and horses stationed in Mangshan Prefecture, it is impossible to live a good life, but at least you will not be in danger of your life."

"Listening to your words is worth ten years of reading!"

Shan Qunyu suddenly realized: "A way to survive! This is the only way to survive in the cracks!"

"Be kind to the people of Mangshan Prefecture."

Chen Sanshi warned: "The discipline of the Liangshan Army you trained is okay, but there are inevitably some bad elements among them. I hope you can eliminate them by yourself. If I find out that you have done something harmful to the world after going to Mangshan Prefecture, I will come to take you away."

"Don't worry, benefactor!"

Shan Qunyu gave assurances repeatedly.

"Verbal promises may not be useful."

Chen Sanshi pointed at Meng Quji and said, "I want him to stay and help you. Are you willing?"

"I couldn't ask for more! Ahem... "

Shan Qunyu said: "I am injured, and there are still some troubles to deal with later. This is when I need help."

"Well, that's settled then."

Chen Sanshi said to Meng Quji: "Wait until I write to you, then you can go back to see me."

"Yes, Sect Master!"

Meng Quji clasped his fists.

This time they were outside, they were acting in the name of the sect.

"Little fool, let's go."

After Chen Sanshi finished dealing with the matter, he did not stay. He said hello and went down the mountain with his maid.

"Hey, I'm smart."

"How are you smart?"

"I, I can catch fish, isn't that better than you?"

"..."

Watch them gradually leave.

Only then did Shan Qunyu have time to get to know the Martial Saint holding the spear. After that, he went directly to another room and took some healing medicine to stabilize his injuries.

He couldn't help but ask, "Shunzi, what sect does your friend belong to? Who is he? Not only is he skilled in martial arts, but he also seems to be quite knowledgeable about military tactics."

"Boss, don't worry about this."

Zhang Shun reminded him, "You should write a letter to the King of Zhennan as soon as possible. The heads of Si Daoren and the monk can be used as a token of surrender."

"Yeah."

Shan Qunyu said hurriedly: "We can't delay this any longer. If we really go to war with the imperial court, even if we can resist the attack of the Prince of Zhennan, if we force the imperial court to take real action and send the white-robed man over, we will be doomed!"

……

Liwan Prefecture.

Temporary palace.

Outside the mansion.

"Report——"

"Your Majesty!"

"There is a secret letter from Liangshan!"

"stop!"

The guards stopped at the door: "The prince is in seclusion, do not disturb him!"

"But, but this secret letter is very important. Liang Shan has instructed that it can only be shown to the prince."

"Go give it to Mr. Mo. The prince has instructed that all government affairs during the retreat be handed over to Mr. Mo."

"Ok."

"..."

Cao Rong, Prince of Zhennan.

Not just this generation.

Almost a hundred years.

Among all the people in the royal Cao family, he is the one with the greatest talent in martial arts.

In just seven years, he achieved the status of a martial arts saint, and then learned all the martial arts in the world just to break through to the level of a martial arts saint.

The mountain behind the palace.

The Prince of Zhennan stayed in the training room filled with spirit stones, and practiced standing meditation and moves according to the records in the Dragon Sutra, over and over again, until this talented martial arts saint's veins bulged, his meridians ached, and he broke out in cold sweat, and finally he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

"puff--"

The guards standing guard at the door were horrified: "My Lord! How are you?"

Prince Zhennan knelt on the ground worriedly and raised his hand to signal the other party not to approach.

"My Lord, how did this technique make you like this?!"

The guard said angrily: "Is there something wrong with the technique? I will tell Jingcheng right now that the technique is fake!"

"Shut up!"

The King of Zhennan scolded, "The technique is real! I can feel it, I can feel that every word is true! I can also feel that the Three Divisions, Eight Scenery Gods and Twenty-four in my body really exist. My meridians are disordered, it must be a problem with my training!"

"That……"

The guard said worriedly, "Is Your Highness rushing too much? After all, you are above the legendary Martial Saint. You have only obtained the technique for less than two months. Why not take your time? If this continues, I am really worried about Your Highness..."

"Go back."

"I……"

"I ask you to step down! I don't need you to protect me recently! If there is anything, just let Master Mo handle it."

"I obey your orders, humble servant!"

"..."

"boom!"

The stone door of the practice room was tightly closed.

"what--"

Prince Zhennan's hands suddenly began to tremble and he roared in pain.

He is useless!

The meridians are destroyed.

As soon as the true qi is mobilized, it will damage the internal organs.

"impossible!"

"The technique is real, it must be my fault!"

"Start with Xia Jingshen!"

"Lai Yu, Teng Kang..."

Prince Zhennan stood up tremblingly and continued to practice the technique over and over again in endless pain.

　Recommend a good brother's book.

　　Title: Fantasy: From Low-level Martial Arts to Becoming the Supreme Lord

　　Introduction: A portable space where you can use the spiritual energy gained from harvesting spiritual herbs to increase your skills and make great progress.

(End of this chapter)