The gods began by supporting Guo Jing to become emperor

Chapter 249 Peach Blossom Island Trip

The news of the fall of Western Xia soon reached Luoyang.

Ganlu Temple.

When a group of ministers learned about the Mongolian marching route and results of the attack on Western Xia, they all fell silent.

After a long time, Privy Councilor Lu Guanying sighed, "The Mongolian cavalry is still as powerful as before. Such a strong army will surely be a formidable enemy of our dynasty in the future." The siege of Zhongxing Prefecture took only two months, which means that Mongolia took over the entire Western Xia territory in two months.

If it were the Great Zhou, it would be difficult to achieve this. The army of the Great Zhou was mainly composed of infantry, supplemented by cavalry. The vast land and geographical conditions determined that the Great Zhou needed infantry to guard the city and the border. The cost-effectiveness of infantry was far higher than that of cavalry.

Lu Guanying had followed Guo Jing for many years and was also a privy envoy in the army. He was very familiar with the situation of the Great Zhou. He knew very well that the cavalry of the Great Zhou was no match for the Mongols.

Guo Jing glanced at the ministers, knowing that Mongolia's record made them wary. "It doesn't matter. Our Great Zhou will not easily confront Mongolia. I am not in Luoyang. The Crown Prince will supervise the country, the Council of State Affairs will jointly handle government affairs, and the three departments and six ministries will each perform their duties."

Originally, the ministers still had objections, but when the Mongolian war report came, many of the opposing voices disappeared.

In a nutshell, the people are at peace and the court no longer wants to fight.

They had finally settled down, and with a powerful enemy like Mongolia, no one wanted to fall out with them. Now there were too many people in the court who opposed Guo Jing going to Mongolia, and the news of the fall of Western Xia finally gave them a heavy blow.

In any case, the current Great Zhou is not a match for Mongolia for the time being. This is not an exaggeration, but an ironclad fact. Over the past thousands of years, there have been many unified grassland forces on the grassland, but this is the first time that a country as powerful as Mongolia has appeared.

When the Xin Dynasty was first established, it was indeed full of martial virtues, but if it had to fight against Mongolia, although it could defend its territory, the cost was unimaginable.

Huang Yaoshi, Pei Andao and the others stood up and bowed, "I obey your command!"

……

On the shore of the East China Sea.

Su Ming left Luoyang and came to a small island in Zhoushan. There was a dock on the island and fishermen and boatmen were unloading cargo. He walked up and asked to hire a boat. When they heard that they were going to Peach Blossom Island, everyone shook their heads faster than rattles.

Several people in a row did the same thing. Just when he was about to use tough measures, someone came forward and asked, "Are you Mr. Su?"

In front of him was a middle-aged man with dark and rough skin, dressed like a fisherman. Su Ming nodded slightly, "It's me."

"Master Huang sent me a pigeon letter and asked me to wait here, saying that the gentleman's demeanor is rare in the world and I would recognize him as soon as I saw him. I didn't expect that what Master Huang said was true."

"Sir, just call me Ah Bing. Come this way." He took out a scroll and handed it to Su Ming. "This is a letter from Mr. Huang. Please take a look."

Su Ming took the scroll, and on it was Huang Yaoshi's handwriting, asking him to help visit his deceased wife's grave and release the mute slaves and the old naughty boy on the island.

"Let's go, get on board directly."

"please!"

Soon, A Bing led Su Ming onto a ship. The sea in the distance was boundless and blue, the wind was filled with a salty and humid smell, seagulls were flying, and the waves were shining like gold.

"How did you get to know Huang Yaoshi?" Su Ming stood on the deck, holding onto the railing. The breeze blew his clothes up, and he felt the thick moisture in the air.

Ah Bing touched his head and smiled naively, "My family was ravaged by war, my wife was sick, and we were penniless. If it weren't for Mr. Huang, my family would have been destroyed. Peach Blossom Island has a bad reputation, but Mr. Huang is a good man. He left us some money and the status of a palace soldier. Every month, someone sent us supplies and asked me to deliver them to Peach Blossom Island."

"If you count the time, it has been several years."

Su Ming also knew the reputation of Peach Blossom Island. The nearby fishermen did not dare to go within 40 miles of the island. If he mentioned the name of Peach Blossom Island, no seagoing ship or fishing boat would dare to go there no matter how much money he offered.

Hearing this, Su Ming also smiled, "You are right, Mr. Huang is indeed a good person."

Huang Yaoshi used to have a strange temper and acted casually without regard to etiquette. Now that he has entered the court as a prime minister, he has become more and more methodical in his actions. Coupled with his informality and extraordinary talents, he can be said to be Guo Jing's right-hand man and a pillar of the country.

If Hong Qigong saw the current Huang Yaoshi, he would probably find it difficult to connect him with the Huang Lao Xie who roamed the martial arts world in the past.

They passed several islands along the way. After several hours, a large island appeared faintly in the sea ahead. Before reaching the island, Su Ming could already smell the fragrance of flowers in the sea breeze. From afar, the island was lush and green, with patches of green, red, yellow and purple, and a scene of colorful flowers.

Soon, the big ship docked.

"Sir, these are the things that Lord Huang asked me to prepare. Please take them." A Bing came out carrying a bag of things.

"Thank you." Su Ming took it and nodded at him. His figure turned into a residual shadow and he stepped onto the shore the next moment. Peach Blossom Island was worthy of its name. Looking around, there was the sea to the south, bare rocks to the west, and flowers and trees to the east and north. They were colorful and endless. There were no white walls and black tiles between the flowers and trees, nor was there any smoke from cooking or barking of dogs. The silence was extremely strange.

He knew that there was a formation set up by Huang Yaoshi with the help of Qimen Bagua on the island. He did not follow the method Huang Yaoshi gave him to break the formation, but instead practiced his skills, and wisps of earth energy and plant energy floated in the air.

In front of his eyes, a completely different world appeared. He walked forward slowly according to the arrangement of the plants and the earth's energy. After a while, he turned a corner and suddenly a field of white flowers appeared in front of him, overlapping each other.

Under the sunlight, it looks like a small lake made of white flowers, with something protruding high among the white flowers.

Su Ming stepped forward and walked towards the high place. When he walked forward, he found that it was a stone tomb. On the tombstone in front of the tomb were engraved eleven big characters: "The Tomb of Peach Blossom Island Heroine Feng".

There was green grass on the grave, but it was not messy, obviously someone cleaned it regularly.

This is the tomb of Feng Heng, who can be called a remarkable woman. Not everyone can have the ability to remember everything she sees. Only a woman like her can give birth to a beautiful heroine like Huang Rong.

When I opened the package, I found snacks, incense, candles and paper money inside.

Su Ming smiled, what a passionate man.

He arranged the snacks, took out the incense sticks, twisted them with his hand, and a wisp of green smoke floated up. Then he pointed his finger again, and with a masculine force of his finger, green smoke came out of the paper money on the ground and soon it caught fire.

"Ah, ah!"

Suddenly, a sound came from the woods not far away. It turned out that a mute was waving at him, looking very angry. He smiled and disappeared. The mute stared at Su Ming with wide eyes, as if he had seen a ghost.

Then, Su Ming started to stroll around Peach Blossom Island. There were various bamboo and wooden houses built on the island, each with its own unique style, giving him a feeling of Jiangnan landscape gardens.

In the afternoon, Su Ming came to a place where there were dense flowers and trees. The sun was blocked by the dense branches and leaves and could not penetrate. On the cliff cave, a figure was sitting cross-legged under a tree. His appearance was not clear. Su Ming walked to a distance of several feet away from the figure, and then he could vaguely see his face. He was sitting cross-legged, with long hair that reached the ground, long eyebrows and beard, and his nose and mouth were all covered.

The only person who could be dressed like a savage would be the old naughty boy who has been trapped on the island for decades.

The Old Boy was practicing martial arts at this time, holding a Taoist seal with his hand, his clothes were tattered, his hair and beard were grey but not completely white, his expression was calm, and he had a peaceful and harmonious temperament.

Suddenly, he looked up to the sky and laughed, "Haha, it's done, I've become an old naughty boy!" He laughed, jumped, somersaulted back and forth, and scratched his ears.

"What have you become?" Suddenly, a strange voice exploded in his ears.

The old naughty boy looked tense and looked around vigilantly, "Who are you? Come out!" He had never heard this man's voice in all these years on the island.

"I'm right in front of you!" The moment the words fell, Su Ming's figure flashed, and he appeared in front of the Old Boy as if out of thin air.

"ghost!"

"You are a ghost!"

The old naughty boy had never seen such ghostly and swift movements. With his innocent heart, he didn't think too much and his first thought was that the man was a ghost.

Su Ming was stunned and laughed in silence. He put his fingers together to form the sword and said, "Now, am I a human or a ghost?" The gesture was the starting move of the Quanzhen sword technique.

"Quanzhen swordsmanship? Are you really a human?" The old naughty boy recognized Su Ming's gesture at once, but he still stayed far away, his eyes rolling around, obviously still not believing it.

"Of course it's a human. Huang Yaoshi asked me to tell you that he has let you down."

When Huang Yaoshi was mentioned, the old naughty boy was no longer afraid. He put his hands on his waist and smiled smugly, "Huang Laoxie, you must be the one sent by Huang Laoxie to steal my scriptures. Humph, you even pretended to be a member of the Quanzhen Sect. You can't fool the old naughty boy!"

Su Ming was too lazy to distinguish and asked directly, "Where is the scripture?"

"I have hidden it in a place where no one can find it. You can't get it." The old boy laughed.

The next moment, Su Ming's figure suddenly appeared in front of the Old Boy. He was startled and wanted to dodge, but the other party's eyes seemed to have a magical power that attracted him firmly.

What's going on? Why can't I move?

The old naughty boy's face suddenly changed and he was panicked. He wanted to speak, but found that his body seemed unable to move.

After so many years of experimentation, Su Ming's attainments in the Soul Transfer Technique have reached the pinnacle. The Old Boy has been practicing on the island for so many years, but has only reached the Five Absolutes level at most, which is not enough to break free from his soul-stealing technique.

It is impossible to expect the Old Boy to hand over the Nine Yin Scriptures on his own. Even if I beat him half to death, I may not be able to get it. He is too lazy to fight with him in wits and courage or play hide-and-seek. If I am not careful, he might destroy the secret book and not give it to me.

Su Ming stared at the old naughty boy's eyes, using all his strength to transfer souls. He asked in a vague voice, "Where is the Nine Yin Manual?"

The old naughty boy was struggling, and suddenly he felt a flash in front of his eyes, a dizzy feeling appeared in his mind, and his eyes suddenly lost their spirit, "The Nine Yin Manual is..."

There was a bit of struggle on his face, but he calmed down again. "In the innermost crevice of the cave, I sealed it with stones, and there is a mechanism there."

After getting the location, he directly pressed the Old Boy's acupoints and walked into a cave not far away.

The cave was very dry and there was moss on the rock walls. He walked into the cave and looked around. At the same time, he magnified his five senses to the extreme and checked the cave inch by inch. Finally, he found the secret in an imperceptible gap.

"call out!"

A force was directed at him, causing cracks in the rocks to burst, and at the same time an unpleasant stench filled the air.

"You're amazing for stuffing shit in the cracks of rocks!" Su Ming frowned and stepped back to avoid it splashing on him. At the same time, the cracks in the rocks opened, revealing what was inside.

He looked to his left and found a trap set by the old naughty boy nearby. The corner of his mouth twitched, thinking that there must be something bad buried in it, so he stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and the powerful true energy turned into a surging vortex of energy.

The things inside the stone wall were attracted and flew up into his hands.

Walking out of the cave, the air outside suddenly became much fresher. When the Old Boy saw Su Ming coming out, his eyes were full of vigilance. But when he saw what the other party had in his hand, his eyes suddenly became crazy. It was the Nine Yin Scriptures, which was something his senior brother had asked him to hide before he died.

In an instant, he used all the internal energy in his body to break through the acupuncture points and snatch the secret book back.

There is still time, he hasn't seen it yet, as long as he destroys the secret book, he will have completed his brother's entrustment! As he continued to attack the acupuncture points, the true energy in his body rioted, and his internal injuries continued. Strands of blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth and flowed down his beard.

Su Ming opened the paper package and a book came into his sight. He then opened it and began to read. At the beginning was a general outline in Sanskrit that he could not understand. He did not recognize it and simply skipped it.

Beidou Dafa, Jiexue Pian, Snake Walk, Cat Flip, Flying Catkins, all kinds of martial arts appeared in front of his eyes. After reading them, he let out a long sigh, feeling a little disappointed. These martial arts may be considered exquisite to ordinary people in the martial arts world, but they are far inferior to him. Only the general outline written in Sanskrit is worth his reading.

The Sunflower Manual was derived from the Nine Yin Principles, which is the essence of Huang Shang's martial arts. Only this principle is worth his journey, so this trip is not in vain.

He put the secret book in his arms and his eyes fell on the Old Boy. At this time, his face turned red and blood kept dripping from the corners of his mouth.

Su Ming shook his head and released a force from his finger to release his acupuncture points. At the same time, the energy penetrated into his body to relieve his internal injuries. "You are no match for me. The Nine Yin Manual has been taken away, and you don't have to stay on this island anymore. I will take you away."

Now that he has obtained the Nine Yin Scriptures, there is no need for the Old Boy to stay here any longer. It would be better to let him go back to the Quanzhen Sect.

Today, Quanzhen Sect is the largest sect in the north, but it is still a little lacking in strength to compete with Longhu Mountain. There are many masters in Tianshi Mansion, and Quanzhen Sect cannot defeat them in terms of martial arts. If the Old Boy goes back, the outcome will be very different.

"Give me back the Nine Yin Scriptures!" The old naughty boy didn't take his words to heart at all. The only thing in his eyes was the Nine Yin Scriptures. The moment the acupoints were unblocked, he acted like a madman, and rushed towards Su Ming with his arms and fists waving.

However, before he could get close, several more fingers shot out at him. He had no time to dodge and his acupoints were pressed again. He could only glare at the other party.

Looking at his eyes, Su Ming sighed lightly. Twenty years of waiting had become his obsession, just like Ouyang Feng back then.

But he didn't even kill Ouyang Feng, let alone the Old Boy.

“Forget it. I’ll give it back to you.” Su Ming shook his head, tore off the Sanskrit outline, and threw the Nine Yin Scriptures in front of him.

(End of this chapter)