On the Avenue.

Chapter 263 Getting to the bottom of things
This investigation made the ancestors of the thirteen families feel frustrated. They originally planned to find out the bottom line of Creator Xiaowu before deciding whether to touch Chen Shi.

Chen Shi and Li Tianqing committed many evil deeds, created the Red Horse Bandits in Qingzhou, and seized the spiritual medicine fields of the thirteen families. These spiritual medicines were ostensibly the property of the Wan family, but in fact they were used to prolong the lives of their ancestors. Chen Shi and Li Tianqing did not take away all the spiritual medicines, but only took one-fifth and left four-fifths for them. However, this move shortened the lives of these people by more than 20 years!
How could they tolerate this?

To get rid of Chen Shi, you must first find out the background of the Creator Xiaowu.

Their purpose of coming out of seclusion and going to Xijing was to find out the background of Creator Xiaowu.

They figured out the secrets of Creator Xiaowu. But Creator Xiaowu also figured out their secrets.

This shouldn't have happened.

With the strength of the Thirteen Families, they would never be tested by anyone.

However, the Creator Xiaowu is too evil!

The battle in the streets of Xijing made these god-like figures feel like a fight between old men and women, and their magical powers that could reach the sky and the earth were turned into a battle with bare hands.

Others were knocked over, kicked down, had their fingers twisted, their toes stepped on, their eyes gouged out, their noses picked out, their genitals plucked out, and all kinds of vile methods. - Even though they were so angry, they also used some vile methods.

The most important thing is that Creator Xiaowu can leave whenever he wants. These peerless masters couldn't keep him.

They could only guess how serious the injury of Creator Xiaowu was and how serious it was.

This is what scares them the most.

"It's such a disgrace." Fei family ancestor Fei Yuji sighed and said with a dull look.

Everyone felt humiliated.

Ma Jun suggested: "It's rare to see you fellow Taoists, why don't you find a beautiful place to sit for a while and have a drink."

The ancestors of the major families nodded one after another. Now that Creator Xiaowu had left, they didn't know how serious his injuries were. They didn't dare to be alone for fear of being attacked by Creator Xiaowu.

If it was someone like Chen Yindu, they would not have such worries. After all, Chen Yindu is proud and arrogant, but Creator Xiaowu obviously does not have that.

Creator Xiaowu is like Chen Yindu in his youth, and he is not bound by moral emotions.

They must get together and discuss countermeasures instead of fighting alone.

At the entrance of Wenchang Lane, the child holding the umbrella was still looking around, waiting for the scholar to come and take his umbrella back. His friends came over and asked him to play Cuju, but he still refused.

It has been a while since the incident of the old men beating up the scholar, but the scholar has not yet arrived.

He was just about to put the umbrella against the wall when the scholar came over in the rain.

"Your umbrella!" the child said excitedly.

Creator Xiaowu took the umbrella, and the child ran towards his companions excitedly, but suddenly stopped and turned back and said, "In the future, when you fight, you can't use one hand just to look cool! If you use one hand, there are so many people on the other side and they will knock you down. You need to use both hands, catch an old man and keep beating him until he is crippled. Then other old men will see that you are fierce and won't dare to beat you!"

Creator Xiaowu looked solemn: "Thank you for your advice. How do you know all this?"

"We played Cuju on the streets. If we met other people playing Cuju, we would compete with them. If we didn't win, we would fight. After being beaten many times, we would understand."

Creator Xiaowu nodded slightly, thinking that what he said made sense, and said, "I'll treat you to some soy milk."

"No!" The child ran away.

Creator Xiaowu was rejected by him, but he was not angry. He went to Wuchang Street to drink soy milk with an umbrella, feeling a little melancholy: "I said that when fighting with me, the power of their magic will not be leaked at all. But it still leaked, and a passerby who tried to stop the fight was shattered. I lost."

He was seriously injured, but what upset him most was the death of the passerby who tried to stop the fight.

Although he did not die at his hands, the leakage of power showed that his skills were not up to par and his control was not subtle enough.

He is good in everything except that he has too high demands.

When doing research with Chen Yindu in the past, Chen Yindu also mentioned this point, thinking that he was too demanding in details and was biased in major issues.

Creator Xiaowu sat in the soy milk shop, put away his umbrella, and thought to himself: "But I just can't change."

His injuries were still very serious, but not serious enough to kill him in the soy milk shop, so he still had to drink soy milk.

This was one of the few pleasures he had experienced since coming to Beijing.

In Xijing, many eyes were watching him, but he didn't care.

Former governor-general Feng Tianhuan, eunuch Feng, came to Yan's house again, looking for former cabinet minister Yan Xianzhi.

Eunuch Feng was sitting in a wheelchair, and two maids were squatting beside the wheelchair, rubbing his paralyzed legs hard.

"Master Yan, have you seen the incident where the ancestors of the aristocratic family beat up Xiaowu?" Eunuch Feng asked.

Yan Xianzhi sighed, a little depressed, and said: "I saw it. It was just a few dozen old men and women beating up a young scholar. What a great master, what a shame."

He didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Among them were the four ancestors of his Yan family, who were also beaten black and blue and had wounds all over their bodies.

Yan Xianzhi, as the former Grand Secretary of the Cabinet, is also in the Return to Void Realm. Although he is not as good as the ancestors of the aristocratic families, he still has vision and experience. He can see that although this battle looks like a street fight between old men and women, it is actually extremely dangerous.

After all, even the treasure of Niu Xinzhou's fortune in Zhenxi was aware of the threat and the power was unleashed. Anyone who was not blind knew that this battle was of great importance.

Eunuch Feng said sideways, "Your Excellency resigned from the position of Grand Secretary of the Cabinet before Xiaowu arrived in Xijing, so as not to take unnecessary risks and end up with a bad reputation. The current Grand Secretary of the Cabinet is Master Zhang Fuzheng, and he is the one who is cursed and worried. After Xiaowu's troubles, I am afraid that the Thirteen Aristocratic Families will compromise with him and explain who took away the Xiantian Dao fetus."

He smiled slightly and said, "Master Yan, if you don't take back the position of Grand Secretary of the Cabinet, Master Zhang will be able to sit firmly on it."

Yan Xianzhi smiled and said, "Is Mr. Zhang's position really secure?"

He picked up the teacup and drank the tea, smiling, "When he is helpless, he will beg me to go back to be the Grand Secretary. But Mr. Feng, how can you take back the East Factory? How can you return to the position of the eunuch in charge of the seal?"

Eunuch Feng raised his leg and kicked a maid who was rubbing his leg aside, and said with a smile: "I was beaten to a pulp by Chen Yindu, and I have made great contributions. It is reasonable for me to go back and take charge of the seal again, right?"

Yan Xianzhi stared at his legs and said, "Your legs have been broken for ten years, right? They're still not healed?"

"Not well yet." Eunuch Feng said seriously.

Yan Xianzhi looked at the maid he kicked aside and said, "If you say it's not well, then it's not well. The current headaches are Xiaowu, the Creator, and the Spring Examination. Master Zhang can't handle it. If he can't handle it, he has to find someone to clean up this mess."

Eunuch Feng asked, "Master Yan, who will be the top scholar this year?"

Yan Xianzhi said unhappily, "We haven't even taken the imperial examination yet, how would I know who the new champion is?"

He paused and said, "Young Master is very popular. The head of my Yan family sent a message saying that he has discussed with the elders of the clan. If Young Master competes for the top prize, the Yan family will retreat and everyone will support him."

Eunuch Feng raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "The Yan family is the center of attention, what about other noble families?"

Yan Xianzhi laughed and scolded, "You eunuch just like to ask around. How can I know the decisions of other families? However... the thirteen families are of the same blood. I think my Yan family has made this decision, and the other families have made the same decision."

He waved his hand, asking the maids who were serving them to withdraw, and said leisurely: "Young Master needs a big momentum, needs to create momentum, find a reason for his rise, make the people admire him, gather the people's hearts, and then he will have a chance to ascend to the throne and revive the Ming Dynasty. The Thirteen Families also need a leader who can raise his arms and call for action, and get rid of the constraints from above."

Eunuch Feng was silent for a moment, then asked, "Can it be done?"

Yan Xianzhi fell into silence and drank his tea slowly.

He put down the teacup and said softly, "If you don't do it, you will never succeed. The era of the True King has ended for more than 6,000 years. The world is changing and is no longer the same as before. Xiniu Island needs a new True King."

Eunuch Feng exhaled a breath, tapped his legs lightly, and a light flashed in his eyes.

There was no chance before, but now, things are changing!

The true king's throne that is vacant in the court must be sat on by someone!

Young Master, you are the true king chosen by the thirteen families!
"So, what about Chen Shi?"

Eunuch Feng asked, "I heard that Chen Shi is also here to take the imperial examination. After passing the imperial examination, he will have to take the palace examination. There is only one number one, and if it is given to you, then we can't give it to him."

Yan Xianzhi said, "Then Chen Shi can only be the second place." Eunuch Feng laughed and said, "I heard that the young master and Chen Shi had a very bad relationship. The young master's Sima of Fuzheng Pavilion died because of it. Do you think Chen Shi is willing to be a junior and be the second place?"

Yan Xianzhi was about to drink the tea, but found that the cup was empty. He put down the cup and said calmly, "What if I don't become a mistress? He was able to pass the imperial examination, which was a reward from the court. Otherwise, he would still be just a scholar. Giving him the second place is already a favor from the court."

He clapped his hands and asked the maid to come over and refill the tea.

Eunuch Feng covered the tea bowl, indicating that he didn't need to add more water, and said with a smile: "There are more than a hundred demons in my body. If they make trouble, I will die in front of you. What can you do?"

Yan Xianzhi smiled slightly: "This is a problem that Grand Secretary Zhang has to worry about. I am currently unemployed at home."

"Slippery! Really slippery!"

Eunuch Feng laughed and said, "When Zhang Fuzheng can't solve the problem and comes to you for help, you can take back the Grand Secretary and continue to be the Prime Minister of the Cabinet!"

The central wasteland of Xiniu Xinzhou, Nanfeng Province.

The Nanfeng Province is famous for the southerly winds that blow all year round. There are three strange things about the wind here.

The first thing was the strong wind. The sound of the wind was like the roar of an ox or a dragon. The strong wind swept through the area, causing sand and rocks to fly, trees to be uprooted, and thousands of pounds of rocks to roll as fast as galloping horses.

The second strange thing is the strong wind. Often there is no warning, and the wind will suddenly blow, making it hard to guard against.

The third strange thing is that there are strange things in the wind. People often see groups of strange beasts in the wind, running wildly on the wind. Some people see tall and thin figures in the wind, motionless in the wind. There are also some evil spirits in the wind, appearing and disappearing mysteriously.

Chen Shi found an ancient temple, drew a wind-fixing talisman, and hung it on the four walls of the temple.

Hei Guo looked for firewood and built a bonfire. Hu Feifei shook the wooden rocker, and the flea pig was spinning on the bonfire. It had been roasted until it turned yellow and sizzled with oil.

Nannan swallowed her saliva while brushing fruit juice onto the flea pig's body with a brush.

They found some sour fruit juice outside. One bite of it filled their mouths with sour taste and made them drool. But it should be good for catching flea pigs.

Sun Yisheng glanced outside and saw the sky was yellow, as if the desert was floating in the sky, and said, "I'm afraid there is still wind."

In the past few days, Hei Guo took his soul to the underworld and used the Sheep Horn Heavenly Spirit Lamp to heal his injuries. The injuries on his soul were alleviated a lot.

At this time, voices were heard outside.

Chen Shi looked outside and saw many candidates who were taking the imperial examination coming in one after another. There were dozens of them, most of them were poor scholars carrying book boxes on their backs.

When these poor scholars saw this ancient temple, they couldn't help but be delighted and hurriedly quickened their pace.

Although Nanfeng Province is the hinterland of Xiniu Xinzhou, it is extremely dry, making it difficult to grow crops. The population is also very small, with only the provincial capital having about one million people, and it is difficult to see people in other places.

The provincial post road had been in disrepair for a long time and was broken. If you were traveling on such a sandy day, it would be easy to get lost. This ancient temple was one of the few places they could stay.

Chen Shi opened the door and let them in, saying, "I have drawn a wind-fixing talisman, so you don't need to hang the talisman anymore."

These scholars entered the temple exhausted and thanked repeatedly.

Someone stamped his feet and dusted himself off, but was chased out by several female candidates, who laughed and said, "Why are you dusting outside? Can't you see that people are cooking?"

So they ran outside the temple and beat themselves to clean the dust off before coming in.

Chen Shi looked at these candidates and saw that their faces were red from the wind and sun, and their lips were dry and cracked. They must have been in Nanfeng Province for a long time.

"Where do you come from?"

Chen Shi smiled and said, "From the accent, we don't seem to be from the same place."

A female scholar went outside, untied her hair, shook off the sand in her hair, and said with a smile: "We come from many provinces, Zhenzhou, Guizhou, and Bi Province. We came here before the New Year!"

She has a strong accent and you have to listen carefully to understand her.

Another scholar said, "We were not originally together, but we got together and formed a team. There were hundreds of us originally, but we were beset by evil spirits and encountered robbers several times, and only a few of us are left."

Seeing that they had no water, Chen Shi took some water from the small courtyard and gave it to them. Hu Feifei also cut some roasted flea pork and shared some with them.

Everyone thanked him and sat on the ground to eat.

The female candidate, with her hair in a bun, asked, "Brother, judging from your accent, you are from Xinxiang, right?"

Chen Shi said: "It's from Xinxiang."

Some people were puzzled and asked: "Why does Xinxiang take this road? Isn't it a detour?"

Chen Shi said: "The other route goes through Gongzhou, which is not very safe."

Everyone suddenly realized what was going on and said, "It is indeed unsafe to go through Gongzhou. We would rather go a little further and avoid Gongzhou."

The wind was blowing outside, making a whistling sound, and everyone quickly closed the doors and windows.

Chen Shi hung wind-fixing talismans on all four walls, so even if the doors and windows were not closed, the wind could not blow in.

The wind gradually grew stronger, and the big rocks rolled around.

Someone was talking outside the door, yelling at them to open the door. One scholar was about to open the door, but was stopped by Sun Yisheng, who said, "It's not a person outside the door, it's an evil spirit. There are often such things in the wind in Nanfeng Province. They talk to you in the wind, asking for help or chatting with you, so that you let down your guard. If you let it in, it will kill you. It's easy to tell. You lie down through the crack of the door and look out. You can't see its feet."

Everyone lay on the ground and looked out, and sure enough, the thing outside the door had no legs.

Sun Yisheng laughed and said, "That thing is just a ball of wind, of course it has no legs."

Everyone was filled with admiration.

"You two look pale, are you injured?"

A scholar stepped forward and said with a smile, "I have studied medicine for a few years, maybe I can help you treat your injuries."

Chen Shi thanked him and said, "My Nascent Soul was injured, and his Yuan Shen was injured. I'm afraid it will be difficult to treat."

The scholar was startled and said quickly, "I can't treat this kind of injury. I have received your kindness and I want to repay you, but my medical skills are limited and I dare not treat you two."

Chen Shi smiled and said, "It's just a trivial matter, why bother about it?"

As they were talking, the sound of the wind gradually died down, and after a while, it stopped.

When they opened the doors and windows, they saw a thick layer of dirt outside and some large and small stones scattered on the wasteland outside the ancient temple.

There were also several large rocks near the ancient temple. Just as Nannan was about to go closer to take a look, suddenly the large rocks grew four legs, stuck out their heads, and ran away.

Nannan was stunned.

"It's a stone bird from the Southern Wind Province. Because of the strong wind, it can't fly, and its wings have degenerated, so it has become a running bird on the ground with its legs."

A scholar recognized this creature and said, "When the wind blows, they retract their legs, wings and heads into their bodies and roll around in the wind."

"What is that?" Someone pointed into the distance.

When everyone looked over, they saw streaks of fire flying towards them in the yellow sky.

Chen Shi looked at the fire and felt that it was somewhat familiar. He suddenly came to his senses and shouted, "Cannon! It's the Red Cannon!"

The candidates all looked pale.

They were just coming to Beijing to take the imperial examination, so why were they being bombarded by red-haired cannons?

One by one, the projectiles with the Great Five Thunder Talismans drawn on them broke through the air. Before they got close, the power of thunder had already exploded, flashing with crackling electric light!
The target of the Red Cannon's bombardment was exactly the ancient temple where they were!

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