Zongwu: Aspiring to be the mastermind behind the scenes

Chapter 151: Huangliang Dan is sent off, Li Yanbei is attacked

What is the destiny of the Seven Swords?
Not to mention Lu Xiaofeng, even Zhou Ming himself didn't know.

Because he hasn't figured it out yet.

However, this kind of story setting has the same thing, so I'll throw it out first.

I’ll figure out what it is later.

The next day, the legend of the Seven Swords had spread throughout the capital.

The pursuit of magical weapons in the martial arts world will never stop, let alone magical weapons like Changhong and Bingpo.

The divine weapons are spiritual and choose their own masters.

It's like a setting from a legend.

But it is not a legend, but a fact.

The Bingpo Sword had been placed at the foot of Mount Zhongnan for a long time, and thousands of people had gone to test the sword, which could verify this fact.

This legend seemed to have aroused people's curiosity about the Bingpo Sword, and it spread quickly.

The story of Liu Xiu took place hundreds of years ago and had long since been adapted into a drama. A clever troupe, following the legend given by Zhou Ming, revised the play overnight and performed it directly on stage the next day.

As the news spread, every show was packed!
The Battle of Kunyang was an extremely dramatic event.

There is a huge gap between 10,000 and 420,000.

Liu Xiu showed both courage and strategy.

And finally, there is the mysterious change of circumstances and the falling of stars from the sky to the earth.

These historical facts are now connected with the legend of the Seven Swords told by Zhou Ming.

In particular, Zhou Ming also proposed the concepts of destiny and luck, which is also amazing.

"What do you think the other five swords are?"

"According to Master Zhou, the Changhong Sword represents fire, and the Bingpo Sword represents ice, which is a variation of water. I guess these seven swords should correspond exactly to the Yin and Yang and the Five Elements!"

"Makes sense!"

"What is destiny?"

"Stupid! Liu Xiu has the aura of an emperor. His destiny is naturally to unify the nine provinces and restore the glory of the Zhou emperor!"

"That's not right, is it? If we have such a destiny, how could it be shattered in the Battle of Kunyang?"

"I suspect Liu Xiu's destiny is still in the making, like a fetus in the womb. Therefore, a single loss of luck would have directly destroyed Liu Xiu's destiny!"

The human imagination is huge.

Naturally, Zhou Ming's story has various flaws and loopholes.

But in people's discussions, this little bit helped him fill these loopholes and became more and more rigorous.

Those who were present in person to listen to Zhou Ming's story generally thought that the story was too mysterious and therefore did not believe it.

But in the capital, many people who heard various rumors believed this story.

Therefore, some people were so bold as to want to steal Changhong and Bingpo from Zhou Ming and Xiaolongnu.

However, the two of them have been staying in Pei Mansion. If they want to seize the sword, even if they don’t consider the issue of recognizing the master, they must first consider how to enter Pei Mansion.

And this is precisely the major problem that the entire Ming Dynasty, as well as several surrounding countries and countless forces, have to worry about.

The corpses cleared out from Pei Mansion were carried out one after another, but no living person could come out with the two swords.

People gradually gave up the idea.

But the discussion about the Seven Swords became more and more heated.

that's it.

In September, when the battle between Ximen Chuxue and Ye Gucheng was about to take place, Legend of the Seven Swords snatched the spotlight from Seven Days.

But the legend far away is ultimately not as good as the decisive battle right before our eyes.

As the decisive battle drew closer, the Legend of the Seven Swords finally fell off the hot search list and quickly disappeared.

However, there are more and more discussions about the decisive battle and the corresponding gambling games.

September 12th.

night.

"Only three days left..."

Lu Xiaofeng stood in a room of an inn, looking up at the night sky outside the window.

September 15th is getting closer and closer.

Even though he has adjusted his mindset, he still feels a little irritated at this point.

"Yes, there are only three days left." Another sigh sounded in the room.

Lu Xiaofeng was startled and looked back. He saw a handsome young man sitting at the table in the room.

Although he was not wearing the extremely eye-catching golden armor, the brocade he wore was also a priceless item. It was embroidered with a golden roc picture, soaring in the sky, overlooking all living beings.

"Gin?!"

Lu Xiaofeng's pupils shrank slightly, and he jumped directly onto the windowsill, ready to escape at any time.

"Why are you panicking? The one who has a grudge against you is Gin, and he's not here right now."

Gin said lightly, picking up the wine jug and pouring himself a glass of wine.

"Aren't you and him companions?"

"He's my comrade, so I have to avenge him? Where does that make sense?"

Jinjiu said, "I came here this time because I have something good to give you."

"what?"

"Yellow Millet Pill!"

Jinjiu took out a small bottle that looked like it was carved from crystal glass. Inside the bottle was a pill, with a faint golden light floating in it.

Huangliang Pill!
Ever since the Wudang incident, these three words have become famous throughout the country. Countless princes, generals and ministers want to get one.

And those Taoist doctors dream of it even more.

Such a pill is now placed on the table, waiting for Lu Xiaofeng to take it.

Lu Xiaofeng showed no sign of being moved and asked, "Why are you giving me this?"

Gin didn't respond, but took a sip of the wine in his glass. The next moment, he spat it on the ground, his face showing a look of disgust: "What garbage!"

Golden light surged around him, rippling, and two pure gold wine bowls and a pure gold wine pot flew out.

The wine bowls fell on both sides of the table, but the wine jug poured wine on its own.

Gin took a sip and said, "This is good wine!"

Seeing his actions, Lu Xiaofeng let down his guard a little. Smelling the wine, he was also a little tempted. So he plucked up his courage, sat on the other side of the table, picked up the wine bowl and took a sip.

His eyes suddenly lit up.

"Really good wine!"

"That's another story," Jinjiu said. "This was the finest wine of its time, and it's been cellared for over two hundred years. How could it be bad?"

This is not a lie.

Although it is not the organization's wine, it is the fine wine offered as tribute by the many forces currently controlled by Zhou Ming.

Not only is it a top-notch wine, but it is also extremely rare. The winemaker has been dead for hundreds of years and the winemaking techniques have been lost. It can be said that every sip you drink is one less.

However, after offering it to Zhou Ming, he put it directly into his personal space. What he released at this moment was only a projection, so he could enjoy it at will.

However, Lu Xiaofeng had a different guess because of the sentence that the treasure had been hidden for more than two hundred years.

"Could it be that this organization has existed for over two hundred years?" Jin drank three bowls of wine in a row before putting it down and saying, "Do you know that even if a person's head is cut off, they won't die immediately?"

"Oh? This is the first time I've heard of this."

"Because the human soul resides in the brain, even if it is cut off, it can still survive for about half a quarter of an hour."

Jin Jiu said, looking at the glass medicine bottle in the middle of the table: "This Huangliang Pill can not only temporarily rejuvenate people, but also heal all injuries. So even if the heart is pierced or the throat is punctured, just take a Huangliang Pill and you will recover immediately!"

Lu Xiaofeng was shocked. He didn't expect that the Huangliang Pill could not only rejuvenate people but also have such miraculous effects.

Jinjiu continued, "Even if the head is chopped off, as long as the head is put back before the soul leaves the body and a Huangliang Pill is taken, it can still be restored!"

Lu Xiaofeng's eyes flickered slightly, and he suddenly asked, "Boss Qian from Datong Bank is still alive, right? He joined your organization and took your Huangliang Pill, so he was able to fake his death and escape."

"Humph, clever!"

"I didn't expect that I would have a connection with your organization at that time."

Jin Jiu smiled and said, "However, this pill has its flaws. Its rejuvenation effect only lasts for an hour, and as for healing, its effect is merely 'recovery', not treatment. Therefore, this pill cannot correct the problem of limb loss unless the missing limb is still there and can be directly reattached."

Lu Xiaofeng asked, "So? Why did you give me this pill?"

Jin Jiu said: "Ximen Chuxue and Ye Gucheng are both your friends. In the decisive battle three days later, no matter who falls, it will be a sad thing for you.

As for me, I value talent and cannot bear to see these two incredibly talented swordsmen fall at the best age of their lives.

Take this pill. Three days from now, no matter who falls, as long as their brain isn't damaged, this pill can save them within half an hour!"

Lu Xiaofeng snorted coldly: "And the person who survived owes you a life!"

"You can think about it that way."

Lu Xiaofeng shook his head: "They won't want it. What they want is a pure duel. Whether it's me or this pill, once it becomes related to this duel, the duel will no longer be pure."

Jin Jiu said, "If that's the case, then this pill is for you. Whether you keep it for yourself, sell it to those princes and generals outside, or give it to another friend of yours to cure his eyes, it's up to you!"

After saying that, Gin disappeared.

Also disappearing were the golden wine jug and wine bowl.

Only a small glass medicine bottle and the Huangliang Pill inside it remained in the room.

a long time.

Lu Xiaofeng sighed and put the medicine bottle in his arms.

He doesn't care about rejuvenation, nor does he want to sell this thing to others in exchange for money and status.

But Hua Manlou's eyes... made it impossible for him to refuse.

September 13th.

early morning.

On a street in the north of the capital, a melee has already begun.

Li Yanbei, the underground overlord in the north of the capital, has maintained a habit for more than ten years, which is to inspect his territory every morning.

But what he didn't expect was that today, there was a group of daring people who dared to ambush him on his territory!
Fortunately, Li Yanbei not only followed the habit of patrolling in the early morning, he also forced the managers of various territories and venues under his command to get up early every day and patrol with him.

Even if someone ambushed and attacked them, they were easily dealt with.

"Just relying on a bunch of you trash, you want to kill me?"

Li Yanbei grabbed the throat of a black-clad assassin and said coldly, "Did Du Tongxuan send you here?!"

The black-clad assassin's eyes were calm: "Li Yanbei, today is the day you die!"

"Just you?"

"It's true that we can't kill you alone, but what if we add dozens of powerful bows?"

I saw men in black appearing one after another from the buildings on both sides of the street, each holding a strong bow with arrows already on the bow.

It turned out that this was a diversionary tactic.

A group of assassins are here to die and attract his attention, but the archers hidden on both sides are the real killer!
Li Yanbei's face changed drastically.

But at this moment, two green lights came rushing over and flew directly over the buildings on both sides.

Only the sound of "duoduoduo" could be heard, and the bowstrings in the hands of dozens of archers were cut off at the same time under the two green lights.

Ding ding twice.

The two green lights were nailed to the stone wall. They were actually two copper coins that had penetrated halfway into the stone wall.

Upon seeing this, many archers immediately turned around, went into the building, and ran away.

Lu Xiaofeng appeared on the roof and said with a smile: "The overlord of the north city almost died on his own territory. Li Yanbei, I almost laughed at you at your funeral."

Li Yanbei showed a smile of surviving a disaster.

Lu Xiaofeng gulped down two large bowls of steaming hot tofu pudding before putting down his chopsticks and asking, "Who has the guts and the strategy to actually attack and kill you on your own territory?"

"Who else could it be?" Li Yanbei sneered as he held the tofu pudding in his hand. "Of course it's Old Du from the south of the city."

"Du Tongxuan? Why would he attack you now? The final battle is still three days away. Isn't he waiting for the outcome of the bet?"

"Maybe he feels his chances of winning are slim."

"Huh? Didn't he suppress Ye Gucheng?"

Lu Xiaofeng said in surprise.

Because Ximen Chuxue had broken his promise before and had not shown up for some time, most people believed that Ye Gucheng would be the winner of the final battle.

The odds at major gambling houses maintained a three-to-one odd for a period of time.

It seems that everyone thinks that Ye Gucheng will be the winner of the final battle.

In this case, why did Du Tongxuan, who was betting on Ye Gucheng, suddenly think that he would definitely lose?
"It seems like something happened again that I didn't know about!"

"Yes."

Li Yanbei nodded: "Last night, Ye Gucheng and Tang Tianyi of the Tang Clan had a battle."

"Tang Sect? What's the grudge between Tang Sect and Ye Gucheng?"

"The Tang Sect and Ye Gucheng have no grudges, but they do have a grudge against the Hainan Sword Sect."

There are two major sword sects on the southern sea. They were originally one sect, but later split into two, one named Nanhai and the other named Hainan.

Among them, the Hainan Sword School has developed well in recent years.

The Nanhai Sword School was outshined by the others, so it changed its name to Nanhai Gate to distinguish itself from the others.

But few people know what kind of grudge there is between the Hainan Sword Sect and the Tang Clan.

Ye Gucheng was born in the South China Sea and has always had a good relationship with the Hainan Sword Sect. It is understandable if he stood up for the Hainan Sword Sect for this reason.

"What was the outcome of this battle?"

“Tang Tianyi was seriously injured by a sword, but Ye Gucheng was hit by Tang Tianyi’s poisonous sand!”

"Poisoned?!" Lu Xiaofeng was shocked.

The Tang Clan is famous for its poison skills and hidden weapons.

Their poison is not easy to cure.

Being poisoned just a few days before the decisive battle will probably directly affect the decisive battle on September 15th!
It is no wonder that Du Tongxuan, who was betting on Ye Gucheng, would take the risk of sending people to break into Li Yanbei's territory at this time and try to kill Li Yanbei.

After all, the two of them had already made a bet.

When you are sure to lose, the best way to escape the bet is to kill the person you are betting against!
As for denying it afterwards...haha, in a formal gambling game, there must be a third party as a witness between the two parties.

Not only is he a witness to the existence of the gambling game, but he is also the one who ensures that both parties pay their bets honestly after the game.

Take the bet between Li Yanbei and Du Tongxuan as an example. If Du Tongxuan dares to deny it afterwards, the witnesses will join forces with Li Yanbei to force Du Tongxuan to hand over the bet!
Du Tongxuan didn't want to give up the bet, but he didn't dare to offend the witnesses, so naturally he could only find a way to kill Li Yanbei.

(End of this chapter)