God of Nine Realms

Chapter 582 The Whereabouts of Brothers

Cooperating with the Shadow Society had a huge influence on Hu Feng, and even disrupted many of his arrangements at once.But this is not a problem, because Hu Feng found that if the two sides can cooperate friendly, his plan can be much ahead of schedule.After all, the shadow will be such a colossus, and a little charity is enough for ordinary people to struggle for several lifetimes.

Not long after Hu Feng left the Shadow Society, a series of orders had been issued from the Tunzhou branch.

There is a Peach Blossom Hall in the eastern suburbs of Yanzhou, which is famous for the peach blossoms planted in the courtyard. Every year, a large number of common people come here to worship the gods.

The Peach Blossom Hall is actually a Tianjun Temple. The Tianjun Sect can be called the most powerful force in Yunzhou, and the temples of the Tianjun Sect spread all over the land of Yunzhou.The one in the eastern suburbs of Yanzhou is just the most common Tianjun Hall, with three priests and more than a dozen ordinary believers in it.

Ordinary believers have a low status in the temple, no different from servants, and priests are much better.Priests are mainly responsible for offering sacrifices and praying for blessings, and are also responsible for helping civilians answer questions and solve doubts, and even save lives and heal the wounded. It is a very respectable profession.

The priests of the temple each have a separate room, and many people line up to enter the priest's room one by one every day.Some of them prayed to the priest to heal their illnesses and wounds, and some wanted the priest to enlighten them and help them solve their problems.

At this moment, in a priest's room in the east wing of the peach blossom shop, a new priest is enlightening a tearful farmer.

"It's really unfortunate that the cow was lost, but fortunately no one was injured. Tianjun is fair. If someone stole your cattle, Tianjun will definitely make up for your family's safety and happiness. Don't worry, go back and have a good rest Bar."

"Thank you, Lord Priest, Xiaomin will go back now."

The new priest looked very young, his face was slightly dark, and when he smiled, his white teeth shone like a mirror.Although he was wearing a loose robe, it was difficult to conceal his stalwart body.Being comforted by such a priest, the farmer suddenly felt much more at ease in his heart.

"Next." Soon the priest sent the farmer away, calling for the next waiting person to enter.

The visitor was unremarkable, of medium build, and seemed to be in his thirties or forties.

"What's your business?" the black-faced priest asked patiently.

"Send a word," said the man who had just entered the door.

The black-faced priest suddenly showed vigilance.

"Who are you! What are you going to do."

"Hehe, Lord Priest. Don't be nervous. A man named Hu Feng is looking for you. He entrusted us to send you a message. He hopes that you will wait for him at Tianlang Mountain outside Liangjie Mountain."

The face of the black-faced priest changed drastically, and it was difficult to tell the truth from the fake.

"You know my identity?" He narrowed his eyes and clenched his fists quietly.

"It's not good for you to kill me. I don't know your name, but you are a wanted criminal of the Shenhua Sect. Speaking of which, you and Hu Feng have the same disease. It seems that you are very good friends. Hu Feng entrusted us to find you this time. If you don’t believe me, there is nothing we can do. We have already brought the news, and it is your own business to go to Tianlang Mountain or not. I would like to interject, I missed the meeting with you. Don't blame us for the chance to meet Hu Feng."

The middle-aged man slowly left the room after saying this, but Hu Yan still looked hesitant. Whether this was a trap or the truth, he couldn't tell for a while.

……

In the southeast of Yunzhou, there is a steep and unnamed peak.

This is just an ordinary small place, backcountry, but recently it has become very famous, and some people even named this mountain Lundao Peak.

A year ago, a young swordsman settled here, and he chose to fight swordsmanship on the top of this mountain.This young man doesn't need energy to compare swords with others, he only relies on sword skills.Over the past few months, the well-known saber masters in the neighborhood have been challenged by the young man, but this young man has not lost a single one!

He is obviously a young man with mediocre cultivation, but he can beat his opponents repeatedly with that seemingly ordinary sword skill.This son of miracle soon became famous, and many masters of swordsman traveled thousands of miles here to learn swordsmanship with him, but even today this young man is still not defeated.The name of the Son of Miracle is getting louder and louder, and more and more warriors want to defeat him with sword skills.But this young man has a rule that he only accepts one challenge a day.Therefore, every time there is a sword show on the Lun Dao Peak, there will be a large number of people watching the battle.

At this moment, there were crowds of warriors on Lundao Peak, and in the center stood two warriors holding precious sabers.One of them is young and handsome, while the other is middle-aged and majestic.At this moment, the two are closing their eyes and concentrating on concentrating, constantly accumulating their own spirit.

"Unexpectedly, the suzerain of the Tibetan Sword Sect would personally challenge Ming Hezi, and I don't know who will win this time." The nearby onlookers began to discuss.

"Who else is there? Of course it is Minghezi. He has never been defeated since his debut. In terms of sword skills alone, I have never seen anyone who can beat him."

"Indeed, Minghezi's saber technique has reached the realm of perfection. His every move seems ordinary, but in fact it is the most natural sword of heaven, so no one can beat him simply by talking about the sword."

"That's right. Although the Master of Tibetan Knife has attained the level of Martial Master and has also practiced the Ksitigarbha Knife level, he may not be able to defeat Ming Hezi without cultivating himself and simply competing in knife skills."

"The name of the Son of Miracle is not for nothing. To be honest, I admire the master of Tibetan swords very much. When someone with status like him comes to compare swords, if he wins, he will only be said to be bullied by the big. If he loses, it will be even worse." It’s embarrassing. Generally, people with status like him would not lower their status to participate in the sword discussion meeting here.”

"The master of the Tibetan sword is a person. The reason why he is willing to surrender his status to compete with the sword is because he wants to see better sword skills. This kind of person is the most terrifying. In order to improve the martial arts, he doesn't care about the opinions of ordinary people at all. "

Everyone talked about each other, and after a while, the two people who had been standing still opened their eyes almost at the same time!
Swish!
With one sound, two knives were thrown out.

The master of Tibetan knives faced Minghezi, one was a slender five-foot-long knife, and the other was a gold-threaded big ring knife with nine rings on the back.With a clanging sound, the two knives changed their trajectory immediately, and the heart-swallowing light of the knives continued to move towards the opponent's body. Amidst the sound of ping-pong knocking, there were constant hand-to-hand exchanges at the slightest risk.

While taking a breath, the two had already fought seven or eight swords. At this time, the two added new strength, and their weird sword skills and upright sword skills collided quickly.The master of Tibetan knives made thirteen knives in a row, and all the knives were perfectly blocked.Just when everyone thought he was about to display his powerful technique, they saw the master of the Tibetan Knife suddenly swung his knife and plunged it deep into the ground.

"This seat has lost." The master of the Tibetan knife clasped his fists and said.

The spectators around were stunned, they didn't expect that the seemingly evenly matched competition would suddenly have a result.

"How could it be? Didn't the Tibetan Knife Sect Master fight against Ming Hezi just now? Why did he admit defeat in a blink of an eye?" A dazed warrior asked in confusion.

"Hehe, you don't understand. The Tibetan Knife Sect Master is indeed not completely defeated, but he is very upright and doesn't want to take advantage of others. In addition, his knife skills are indeed weaker than Ming Hezi, so this is why he conceded in advance." A senior swordsman explained.

"I still don't understand..."

"Let me explain. The Tibetan Knife Sect Master's Eighteen Moves of the Tibetan Knife are tricky fast-attack tricks. It is so strong that it is impossible to defend against. But the Tibetan Knife Sect Master used all the eighteen moves once, and was completely blocked by Ming Hezi. The fast attack is useless. If the sword move is understood by others, it is very difficult for the master of the Tibetan sword to win if he continues to fight. Besides, the master of the Tibetan sword is already a warrior. Even if he does not use vitality, his physique is not something Ming Hezi can resist. He Zi was able to perfect the Eighteen Tibetan Knife Styles at the moment, and the master of the Tibetan Knife felt that he had already lost, so he stopped the competition and took the initiative to admit defeat."

It was only when everyone heard this that they suddenly realized that the sword skills of the two people in the field were first-class. Whether it was the bearing of the master of Tibetan swords or Minghezi's perfect sword skills, they were all examples for everyone to learn from.

Although the master of the Tibetan sword was defeated in the sword competition, he himself did not show any dissatisfaction.He smiled faintly at Minghezi, and said, "Minghezi, you have already surpassed me in terms of sword skills. But I still want to include you in the gate wall. There are 320 chapters of knife skills in the Tibetan knife sect, and each of them has a chapter of sword skills. It can be called a classic, if you come to my sect, I will definitely give you the best treatment!"

"No need, that's not my ambition. Being able to learn sword skills with others every day is the life I want. Sovereign, there is no need to persuade me anymore." Ming Hezi politely refused.

"Oh, what a pity. What a pity..."

The Tibetan Knife Sect Master said "It's a pity" several times in a row, and left with a look of melancholy.

As soon as the Tibetan Knife Sect Master left, a group of people immediately surrounded him and asked questions about Styx's knife technique.Minghezi explained a few words helplessly, and then drove away the crowd.

"Minghezi, go to our Ghost Sword Sect. Our Ghost Sword Sect is stronger than the Tibetan Sword Sect. My father has always wanted to meet you, a genius." Hastily approached to persuade.

Minghezi looked helpless, and refused: "Xiaoyan, you should give up this idea, I am not interested in joining the sect. For the sake of you coming every time, if you want to practice swords, I can teach you One or two."

"Ah! Really? Minghezi, you are such a good person!" Yan Xiaoqi beamed with joy when he heard this.

"Don't get excited too early, giving you pointers doesn't mean you can practice anything. The key depends on personal understanding."

At this moment, a man in a black cloak gradually approached here, and Ming Hezi suddenly showed a vigilant look.

"Who are you and what are you doing here?"

"Mr. Minghezi, please don't get me wrong. I'm just a messenger of the Shadow Society, and I'm here to deliver news." The cloaked man immediately explained.

"Shadow Club? I haven't heard of it. Is it famous?" Ming Hezi asked.

Minghezi looked puzzled, but Yan Xiaoqi beside him was shocked.

"Shadow Society! What did you ask Ming Hezi to do? He shouldn't have offended you."

"Hehe, Young Master Ghost Saber misunderstood. I'm just sending a message, and I won't target Mr. Ming Hezi." The cloaked man explained.

"Minghezi, be careful. The Shadow Society is a super organization that spreads all over the continent, and its strength is no worse than a behemoth like the Beast Master Sect. They must be careful when they find you!" Yan Xiaoqi, the young master of Ghost Saber, reminded him.

After hearing this, Ming Hezi's expression became more solemn, and he unconsciously put his palm on the handle of the knife, as if he would start fighting if there was any disagreement.

Hearing this, the man in the cloak said coldly: "Young Master Ghost Saber, you have crossed the line! Will the shadow interfere with the development of other sects for no reason, but if someone slanders this association, he will definitely end up bad!"

Yan Xiaoqi was so frightened that his face was covered with cold sweat, he took a few steps back and didn't dare to say another word.

"Tell me, what's the matter!" Ming Hezi's expression turned ugly, obviously he didn't have a good impression of the Shadow Society.

"Mr. Minghezi, someone entrusted us to find your whereabouts. He claimed to be your old friend, surnamed Hu Mingfeng, and now lives in the Tianlang Mountain outside the Liangjie Mountains in the northwest of Yunzhou. He hopes that you can get along with him as soon as possible after receiving the news. He meets," said the cloaked man.

"What! Hu Feng!" Ming Hezi was taken aback. He only realized the power of the shadow at this moment. He lived here incognito, and he never expected to be found.The most important thing is that the person looking for him turned out to be Hu Feng!
"Is he really Hu Feng? Do you have his portrait? Do you have a token?" Ming Hezi asked hastily.

"There is no token. But the portrait does exist, and he also mentioned four words, saying that you will believe it after hearing it."

"Which four words?"

The man in the cloak took out the portrait and said, "Jicang Hu's family!"

The man in the cloak handed over the portrait and left. Ming Hezi took the portrait and looked at it carefully, completely losing his former peace.

"Ming Hezi, is the person he said really your friend?" Yan Xiaoqi dared to go forward when the shadow messenger left.

Ming Hezi shook his head and said, "No, he is not my friend."

"Oh, it turned out to be a lie..."

"He's my brother!"

"What! Minghezi, you mean your younger brother is looking for you through the shadow society?"

"Although I don't understand the shadow society, it seems to be the case now. This shadow society is really powerful enough!"

"Then are you going to find your brother?"

"Of course!"

"Then, can Lun Dao Peak still see you?"

"I'm going to Liangjie Mountain to have a look. I'll meet up with my younger brother before deciding on the next move. If I haven't come back after two months, you can tell others that I went to Tianlang Mountain outside Liangjie Mountain and let them Find me there."

"Okay, I will definitely convey it. Minghezi, goodbye. Be careful on the road, generally speaking, the shadow will design such a big trap to deal with you, but be careful in everything!" Yan Xiaoqi persuaded.

"Don't worry, I'm not a fool." Ming Hezi said and tied the big knife on the back of the knife, turned and walked down the mountain.

"By the way, my real name is Hu Minghe, don't tell others."

Yan Xiaoqi's eyes lit up suddenly, and he shouted at Hu Minghe's back: "I will definitely keep it a secret for you! I'm still waiting for you to teach me sword skills. Minghezi, if you don't come back, I will Go to Tianlang Mountain to find you, I want to learn swords from you!"

(End of this chapter)