The years when I explored the fairyland.

Chapter 89 86: Invitation to Offer (First Order Request)

This night was a night of chaos, and also a night of escape and pursuit.

After Hu Yungong's death, Qiu Changfeng knew that he had no ability to stop Zhou Wu, so he directly issued an order to disperse and flee.

The disciples of the Yunya Sword Sect, along with those martial artists who had joined the Yunya Sword Sect's camp, fled in all directions as if the situation had exploded.

On the other hand, the Wenxiang Temple had been well prepared. All the marrow training masters and disciples, at Mei Jiaoniang's order, started to chase after them.

Their target was not actually Hu Yungong, or rather, Hu Yungong was one of their targets.

Then there are the disciples brought by Lord Hu Yun, who are considered the elite of the Yunya Sword Sect, and all of them must stay in the territory of Baisha City.

Only by doing this can the purpose of Wenxiangguan Zhouwu's trip be truly achieved.

Then, they used the entire Baisha City as their battlefield and played a game of escape and chase.

The streets, corners, courtyards, shadows... almost everywhere could become a battlefield!

At this time, the order that Chu Zhou had painstakingly established and maintained became a joke.

It's time to escape, so they will do anything to the extreme and don't care about ordinary people anymore.

As for the patrol team sent out by the government office, they did have some effect, but it was limited.

They only have some advantage in numbers, but they dare not really intervene in the battle. All they can do is intimidate and carry out rescue work wherever they pass.

If they were not careful and ran into powerful masters, such as those in a fight between martial artists who had practiced marrow training, they might even be affected by the aftermath and find it difficult to escape.

This situation did not improve until Chu Zhou appeared.

The reason was simple. No matter who the opponent was, he just crushed him with absolute force.

After punching and kicking these reckless people to death, they finally reacted and consciously led the battlefield out of the city.

But Chu Zhou was alone after all. Even if he drove away the warriors who practiced marrow training, the people below were scattered across the city, and he was unable to cope with them all.

You can only turn it over and over again, deal with it when you encounter it, and fight it when you encounter it.

In this way, we were busy going back and forth all night, and it was not until the dawn of the next day that the situation began to improve.

Those who could escape have already escaped; those who could not escape became a corpse. Even so, Chu Zhou was busy.

He led four fellow apprentices to run around for rescue purposes. Many civilians were trapped under collapsed houses and rescue excavations had to be carried out.

In this regard, no one is more useful than these powerful humanoid excavators.

After a busy period, another day passed in a hurry.

But even so, there is still no rest. After all, there are those who are smart and choose to hide in the city, and there are also many people from the Wenxiang Temple who are chasing them.

For two days, and the next two days, battles broke out from time to time in the city, and once the fighting started, nothing mattered.

Moreover, they also knew that there were experts in the city to maintain order, so they would try to shorten the fight as much as possible. After exchanging more than ten moves and unable to determine the winner, they would flee.

Chu Zhou was left with no way to deal with them!
Baisha City is so big, and the government office only has a few capable experts, so they are completely powerless.

Fortunately, two days later, the left protector of Wenxiang Temple, Jiao Mei Niang, left with a large army, which also meant that the chaos in Baisha City had finally come to an end.

Of course, there was also news that the Yunya Sword Sect and Wenxiang Temple had officially gone to war.

Not only Anyue City, but also all the counties and cities under the jurisdiction of Tianquan County, almost all took sides and started fighting.

In other words, the end of chaos in one city heralds the arrival of greater chaos.

And this, at its core, is nothing more than a struggle between two martial arts sects, but this is the norm in this world.

It is worth mentioning that before the left protector of Wenxiang Temple, Mei Jiaoniang, left, she came to the government office with drums and gongs, found Chu Zhou, and solemnly handed over the invitation.

The official invitation to Wenxiang Temple was made of gold foil, covered with red silk, and embellished with fine gold thread. It was finally presented by Mei Jiaoniang herself.

The level of courtesy was beyond imagination!
Anyway, the county magistrate, county lieutenant, county magistrate, chief clerk, constable, yamen runners, and even the gangsters from the Wenxiang Temple were all stunned.

Many people even showed expressions of envy, jealousy and hatred.

Only Chu Zhou felt like he was sitting on pins and needles, with a thorn in his back and a fishbone stuck in his throat. He had to accept the post with a stiff expression.

……

night,
At the highest point of Yuelai Inn, on the flying eaves and brackets.

There were still three or five dishes and two jars of wine, but this time, before the meal started, the drunkard old man Feng Yan was circling around Chu Zhou as if he was looking at something rare!

Chu Zhou felt uncomfortable being stared at by him, so he stretched out his hand to stop him and said directly: "Old drunkard, believe it or not, if you turn around like this again, I will kick you down."

"What's the point of kicking me? The news has spread throughout Baisha City. Oh, no, no, no, it will probably be known throughout Tianquan County in a few days.

That was an invitation from Zhou Wu himself. Do you know how prestigious that is?"

Chu Zhou smiled bitterly: "But I feel like I'm being roasted on a fire!"

Feng Yan took a sip of wine, but sneered and said, "Just roast it, as the saying goes, real gold is not afraid of fire!
If you are a gangster, once you have strength and fame, you will naturally have money, power and beautiful women. That is a happy life.

An old man like me is really looking forward to it, but you are still so timid and not very straightforward!"

As he said this, he seemed to remember something and said, "By the way, do you know what nickname people are spreading about you now?"

"what?"

"The guardian spirit officer!"

Chu Zhou's mind was full of questions: "What kind of nickname is this?"

"Buddhism has the angry-eyed Vajra, Taoism has the guardian generals, and when your domineering body technique is deployed, you are three meters tall, with infinite strength and unparalleled bravery. And because you are from the Xuanzhen Temple, you belong to Taoism. So, is the title of 'guardian spirit officer' appropriate?"

"this?"

Chu Zhou thought about it and seemed to think it was really interesting. The drunkard old man Feng Yan looked at his expression and said, "You should be content, this nickname is not bad.

Moreover, there is a saying in the underworld that there are only wrong names, but no wrong nicknames.

I think yours is quite appropriate!"

"So you call me drunkard old man?"

"If you say that, we don't have to chat anymore."

Chu Zhou waved his hand and said hurriedly: "Old drunkard, I came to you today because I have a question to ask..."

"Will you tell me?"

Feng Yan also sat down, picked up the chopsticks, picked up some braised beef, and prepared to put it into his mouth.

"Do you know what position the worshiper of Wenxiang Temple holds?"

"worship?"

Feng Yan stopped chewing. He looked up blankly at Chu Zhou and asked, "The invitation says you are invited to serve as a priest?"

Chu Zhou shook his head: "That's not the case!"

As soon as he said this, Feng Yan's body relaxed, but Chu Zhou's words the next second made him even more uncomfortable.

“It wasn’t written on the invitation, but when Zhou Wu of Wenxiang Temple invited me to Anyue City, he did say that he would treat me as a worshiper.

I didn't think much of it at the time and was ready to refuse, but I didn't. Later on, I thought about it and felt that this 'offering' seemed to have a deeper meaning, so I wanted to ask you about it."

Feng Yan tried hard to swallow the food in his mouth, then took a big gulp of the wine, then stood up and walked forward without saying a word.

Chu Zhou didn't react. He raised his hand, grabbed his clothes and pulled him back.

"No, you're halfway through your sentence. Why are you leaving?"

"Hey, come back, come back!"

Feng Yan staggered when Chu Zhou pulled him, and sat back in his original position. However, when he looked up at Chu Zhou, his eyes were full of resentment.

"I don't want to talk anymore. If I say anything more, I'm afraid you'll piss me off to death!"

"What's there to be angry about? Is it because of this offering, or some other extraordinary status?"

"Other people's offerings are naturally nothing, and they are even synonymous with being excluded. But those are the offerings of Wenxiang Temple, so they are different."

Feng Yan knew that Chu Zhou didn’t understand this, so he took another sip of wine before explaining in detail: “Wenxiang Temple is not like Yunya Sword Sect. It doesn’t have such a long history, nor does it have such a powerful inheritance.

Before Zhou Wu, Wenxiang Temple was a Taoist temple famous for its incense making. It was not until it accepted Zhou Wu, a talented disciple, that it truly came to prominence.

However, even so, there seemed to be a period of internal strife. It was not until Zhou Wu achieved his innate power and returned that he took back power and continued to grow and develop.

Until now, it can almost be compared with the Yunya Sword Sect."

After a pause, he continued, "The reason why I say almost is because although Wenxiang Temple has developed rapidly, its foundation is still too shallow.

For example, the Yunya Sword Sect, above the leader Yun Lie, is said to have many masters from the previous generation left.

Each of the realms below it, including training the marrow, opening the meridians, training the internal organs, and including the four levels of tendons, muscles, skin and bones, are all filled with numerous disciples and talented people.

In this regard, Wenxiangguan is far behind!"

“Of course, Zhou Wu also used his own methods. Since there was not enough time and training was not enough, he would recruit people from outside.

As long as the person has real kung fu and good strength, he will accept them all and give them excellent treatment, even if they have poor character or have committed a crime.

Therefore, Wenxiang Temple can almost be said to be a place where good and bad people mix together, with all kinds of people there.”

Chu Zhou understood what he meant and asked, "What is the meaning of offering?"

“The worshiper is the one with the highest status, the best treatment, and the most powerful among these external recruits.

It is said that the hard requirement is to be a natural warrior! "

Feng Yan looked at Chu Zhou and said, “So, the number one expert in Tianquan County treated you as a congenital warrior.

Yes, do you know what the treatment for this offering is?"

Chu Zhou shook his head: "How could I know?"

"One of them is the Calming and Calming Incense, one per year! That's right, I only got one after fighting so many days.

And you, who have obtained this position of offering, will have it every year!"

Having said this, the drunken old man stood up again, used his lightness skills, and floated away.

Chu Zhou hurriedly said, "Hey, wait, old drunkard, you don't want to eat anymore?"

"What are you eating? I'm so angry!"

The words of the drunkard old man were heard in the wind, and his figure had already disappeared into the sky, leaving Chu Zhou alone on the flying eaves and brackets, his thoughts drifting away.

Chu Zhou was not very happy after knowing the meaning of this offering. Instead, he sensed the great crisis of this trip to Tianquan County.

Therefore, we have to find a way to strengthen our strength!
As soon as this thought came to his mind, Chu Zhou already knew that tonight, he would enter the Heavenly Palace and the Reception Hall.

(End of this chapter)