Martial God Development Plan

Therefore, after hearing Jin Xing's words, Ji Zhao had some vague guesses in his mind.

[“Could it be that there is some hidden danger in this Blood Battle Sutra that prevented Zhang De from taking action, and Wang Li lost his life because of it?”]

"Blood Battle Sutra?" Liu Hanying frowned slightly. He didn't know about this before. Of course, because the one who sent him the message was Xiaoyao Feng. How could this person care about the level of the Blood Battle Sutra? Even if he noticed that the atmosphere was a little strange, he was too lazy to investigate. Anyway, he just threw it to Liu Hanying and it was over. "When did this rumor start?"

"I don't know exactly when the rumor started to spread." Jin Xing said, "Anyway, I learned about it from some outsiders about half a month ago... They seemed to be here for the Blood Battle Sutra, and according to my observation, there have been quite a few outsiders coming here these days. Judging from their accents, most of them are from Fufeng Prefecture and Ruoliu Prefecture. If I have to guess where the rumor started, I think it should be from that area."

"There is such a thing..." Liu Hanying seemed to be thinking, "So, Director Jin thinks that Liu is here for this matter as well?"

Volume 4: Chapter 62: Old Friend

"To be honest with you, Pavilion Master Liu." Jin Xing said, "I did think that Pavilion Master Liu was here to investigate this matter."

"It is now." Liu Hanying asked, "Do you know anything else about this?"

Jin Xing responded: "Master Liu, I have just told you what I know... If you want to know more clearly, you can ask those outsiders. There are many of them, so it will be easy to find them."

Liu Hanying nodded gently: "I have figured it out... Well, Master Jin, I'll take my leave now. I hope you won't forget what I said today."

"Kim will keep it in mind."

......

After leaving Wu'an Pavilion, Ji Zhao asked, "Pavilion Master, it sounds like quite a few people came here for the Blood Battle Scripture... But, they all came from the same place. Does this mean that old scholar Wang went to that place not long before his death and did something to attract the attention of the martial artists there?"

"Master thinks so too." Liu Hanying nodded gently, "However, this person's one-sided words cannot be fully trusted. We have to conduct an actual investigation to get a conclusion. If there are really many martial artists from other places, then..."

Liu Hanying did not say anything else. It was not that he was a riddler, but there were too many possibilities and there was no point in saying anything more, so he could only stop here.

"......" Liu Hanying hesitated for a moment, then said, "Let's go back to the Wang family first. His family should know where the old scholar Wang went before he died."

In fact, this is somewhat inconvenient. If the foreign warriors with ulterior motives who have been around these days really exist, then there is no reason for Wang to be unaware of it when even Jin Xing, an outsider, can feel it. But she did not tell Liu Hanying about this, probably because she felt that there was something inconvenient. Now that Liu Hanying came to inquire about this matter, it really seemed like he came for this technique.

However, Liu Hanying really has a clear conscience, so she doesn't need to think too much about anything she does.

The two of them then returned to Wang's house... I don't know if it was fate, but Ji Zhao actually met an acquaintance here whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

"Han Shou...?"

That’s right, it was Han Shou, whom he hadn’t seen since An Chun. He was wearing a loose Taoist robe and was talking to Wang. At his feet lay a young man with a bruised face and nose.

"Oh?" When Ji Zhao saw Han Shou, the other party also saw him. He raised his eyebrows slightly, and his tone was still the same as before, with a relaxed attitude, "Isn't this Ji Zhao? Haha, I said that we would not be so destined."

"I could have guessed that we would meet again," Ji Zhao said, "but I didn't expect it to be under such circumstances."

Ji Zhao paused for a moment, then turned to Liu Hanying and said, "Master, this is an old friend of mine from Anchun County. His surname is Han and his name is Shou. We once fought against the Black Cavalry bandits together."

After that, he said to Han Shou, "This is the master of Luohe Pavilion, Liu Hanying, the Frost and Snow Sword."

"It's actually the famous Frost and Snow Sword." Han Shou smiled and clasped his fists, "Han Shou of Zhenwu Mountain, I'm honored."

The three words "Zhenwu Mountain" really surprised Ji Zhao. One must know that Zhenwu Mountain is the leader of the Taoist martial arts in the Central Plains, and it has always had many rules and regulations and attached great importance to the sect rules. Han Shou was a person with a casual nature, and you could tell from his current appearance. He wore a loose Taoist robe and all his movements were inappropriate. How could he enter Zhenwu Mountain?

Unfortunately, now was not the time to ask these questions. Liu Hanying nodded slightly in response to Han Shou's greeting, and then asked, "What's going on with this person?"

As he spoke, his eyes glanced at the bruised and battered young man at Han Shou's feet.

The young man's face was bruised and swollen, and he kept wailing. I don't know if he heard the name Liu Hanying. When he saw someone cared about him, he immediately cried out miserably: "Help......!"

Before he could finish his words, Han Shou smiled and stepped on the back of the man's head. The force was not strong, but it was enough to make the man swallow what he was about to say.

Liu Hanying frowned slightly. Han Shou's character was a bit cruel, which made him a little displeased.

Wang on the side sighed, stepped forward and said: "Let me explain for Pavilion Master Liu... Maybe Pavilion Master Liu is still not clear. Recently, there has been a rumor that Zhang De's Blood Battle Scripture has fallen into the hands of our Wang family. I don't know where this rumor came from, but this person has attracted a group of people. I should have explained this matter to Pavilion Master Liu before, but this matter is an unexpected disaster, and it is really dirty to talk about it, so I concealed it. This person also broke into our Wang family in broad daylight and tried to force us to tell the whereabouts of the Blood Battle Scripture. Fortunately, Young Hero Han and his brothers and sisters came to help in time, so we were spared from this disaster."

"It's actually like this..." Regardless of whether what Wang said was true or false, it was inconvenient to react at this moment. Liu Hanying nodded slightly and said, "Madam Wang, I have one thing I don't understand. It is natural for a martial artist to practice martial arts. What do you mean by the word dirty in the sentence just now?"

Although Wang was old, she spoke in a resounding voice: "Of course, it refers to the fact that my husband has the Bloody Battle Sutra. He has always been chivalrous and righteous, and never asked for anything in return. How could he have such a valuable thing? Isn't it a bit disgusting to talk about this matter?"

"That makes sense." Liu Hanying said, "However, I just heard some news that many people from Fufeng Mansion and Ruoliu Mansion came here. These two places are not far away, but they are definitely not close. If there is no reliable news, I am afraid that so many people would not rush here... Even if it is a rumor, it should be a rumor with a beginning and an end. I think this matter should be studied carefully."

Liu Hanying said, casting his gaze towards the young man being stepped on by Han Shou: "What do you think, little brother Han?"

Han Shou said, "Excellent."

After he finished speaking, he immediately moved his foot away. The young man didn't know how many times he had been beaten by Han Shou in that short period of time. He didn't dare to make a sound just now. In fact, he didn't dare to breathe deeply until Han Shou moved his foot away.

Liu Hanying squatted down slightly and sighed softly: "You are so old, why do you have to commit crimes like this...You are from Fufeng Mansion and Ruoliu Mansion?"

The young man's voice was weak and trembling, showing that he was really scared by Han Shou's beating. He replied, "Yes... I am from Linge County, Ruoliu Prefecture."

Liu Hanying then asked, "How much do you know about the Blood Battle Scripture and Master Wang? Please tell me the truth so that you will not suffer any more physical pain."

Volume 4: Chapter 63: An Old Promise

As the young man spoke, everyone in the room finally understood the whole story.

Almost three months ago, Zhang De's descendants came to Fufeng County. Although Zhang De had once been a great general, that was in the past and his glory was no longer there. Wars have been frequent in recent days and these people have difficulty making a living. They even have to sell their property to survive. However, the property was almost taken away when the house was searched. What else was there? After so many years, there is nothing left. After searching over and over again, they only found the book of bloody battles written by Zhang De.

So, this group of descendants took the Blood Battle Scripture out to sell, however, the process was not very smooth. They found several buyers in Fufeng Prefecture, but perhaps because they asked for exorbitant prices, they failed to close any deals. Instead, the news that they had the Blood Battle Scripture spread, attracting many people who wanted to make a no-cost business. After all, in this day and age, people who have a copy of a magical secret book but lack the ability to protect themselves are definitely one of the most popular products.

Zhang De's descendants were hunted down as a result - the Ning people went south, and soldiers from all over the country were transferred to the north. The martial arts people became more rough and violent, which is why Qi Su was called the Mad Dog Emperor. As we all know, the outside world must be stabilized first. His internal situation was like this, but he was still thinking about making achievements and returning to the old capital. Isn't he a mad dog?

————Of course, the actual reason was that Qi Su’s time was running out and there was no one to succeed him. He knew that once he let off his temper, then, unless there was some supernatural strong man sent down from the sky, the State of Yan would definitely be destroyed by the State of Ning. Moreover, maintaining internal stability was never easy. To put it bluntly, the current State of Yan really relied on diverting internal conflicts by uniting to the outside world. If this externalization stopped and internal conflicts erupted, it might really be defeated by the people of Ning.

Therefore, the martial arts world today can be said to be a place where demons are rampant, and things like killing people and robbing treasures are quite common.

Under such circumstances, Zhang De's descendants sought help from Wang Li, who came to Fufeng Prefecture for some matters at that time. After all, Wang Li was a well-known senior in Lizhou, and he was also a righteous man who had assassinated Feng Ji, the world's number one master. He was undoubtedly trustworthy.

So, Wang Li hid Zhang De's descendants, and no one ever found them again... However, some people thought, how could there be someone in this world who could not be found no matter how hard one tried, especially since Wang Li was a poor guy, it must be that Wang Li, with a hypocritical appearance, secretly killed Zhang De's descendants and kept the secret manual of magic skills for himself.

————Whether these people think so or not is actually not important. What is important is that they can use this as an excuse to launch an uprising, just like the uprising armies in all dynasties, which usually fought under the banner of clearing the court of corrupt officials. The people in this land insist on having a legitimate reason for doing things, and those who say "I am a barbarian" are indeed a minority.

At the same time, this is also the reason why Wang found it difficult to say it. Wang Li lived a life of poverty, self-denial and dedication, and devoted everything to his career. How could she say such words?

"I see..." Liu Hanying nodded slightly, "So the problem lies with the descendants of Zhang De."

"Who knows?" Han Shou didn't care. Even when facing the world-famous Luohe Pavilion Master, he still looked casual... After all, he was a man who was not afraid of death. "In my opinion, with your strength, Pavilion Master Liu, it would be better for you to wait for the rabbits to come during the burial. If one comes, one will fight. It will be simple to solve the problem. Isn't it beautiful?"

Liu Hanying was speechless for a moment. Given his status and position, it was really inconvenient for him to respond to Han Shou, this lunatic.

Ji Zhao sighed and responded on behalf of his own Pavilion Master: "Why do you think Luohe Pavilion can manage the affairs of the entire martial arts world... Although fists are also important, justice is also indispensable."

"Who knows?" Han Shou smiled casually, "I don't care about this... By the way, Ji Zhao, do you remember the agreement we made when we parted last time?"

Ji Zhao said: "That doesn't count as an agreement."

"I think so."

"Oh... then forget it." Ji Zhao also felt that this meal today was indeed unavoidable. Moreover, the two sides did have some fate. He paused and looked at Liu Hanying, "Pavilion Master, disciple..."

Before he finished speaking, Liu Hanying smiled and said, "It's up to you to decide."

"Thank you, Pavilion Master."

Ji Zhao responded, and Han Shou and Wang said hello. They were about to leave the house with Ji Zhao, but they saw a man and a woman wearing Zhenwu Mountain Taoist robes leading officials towards them.

"Brother Lu, Sister Bai." Han Shou greeted them. "I met a good friend from my hometown. I want to have a drink with him. The inside is handed over to the Pavilion Master Shuangxuejianliu of Luohe Pavilion. You guys handle the next things. I'm leaving first."

After saying that, she grabbed Ji Zhao and ran away. Ji Zhao didn't even get a clear look at what the two people looked like. He only heard the woman's loud and hateful complaints: "My last name is Lu and his last name is Bai. You bastard, can't you tell them apart after all this time?!"

.......

The two of them arrived at the famous White Crane Tower. Han Shou poured wine for Ji Zhao and said casually, "It's been a long time since we last met. It seems like you are living well in Luohe Pavilion?"

"It's not bad in Luohe Pavilion." Ji Zhao took a sip and felt a burning sensation flowing through his heart. The wine in this world was surprisingly strong. "Unfortunately, I was not in Luohe Pavilion for most of the year."

"Oh?" Han Shou was much more straightforward than Ji Zhao. He drank a big mouthful right away. "What's going on?"

"Before that, I want to ask you a few questions." Ji Zhao said, "I remember that disciples in Zhenwu Mountain are not allowed to drink alcohol."

Zhenwu Mountain is the leading Taoist sect, and has many rules and regulations, including not allowing drinking.

"If you haven't been caught, then you haven't drunk. Ji Zhao, ah Ji Zhao, do I need to tell you this?"

Han Shou raised the corner of his mouth slightly. He was handsome to begin with, and he had grown up completely since he had been separated from Ji Zhao for a year. There was a bit of evil in his appearance. Moreover, after leaving An Chun, he had seen the vast world, and his temperament had become completely different. Although his Taoist robe was loose, it also showed a carefree and unrestrained manner. The shop owner's daughter, who was helping in the kitchen and hiding behind the door curtain, was a little aroused by the sight of him.

Ji Zhao smiled and said, "So, you often drink in Zhenwu Mountain?"

"of course."

"And they can avoid being caught?"

“No, I was caught almost every time.”

Ji Zhao was stunned for a moment, then he laughed sincerely, "You still want to drink it even so?"

Han Shou picked up the wine bowl and said leisurely: "I'll borrow a phrase you said."

Ji Zhao asked: "What?"

Han Shou drank another full bowl, then laughed and said, "Anyone who asks an idiotic question is a fool."

"Ha ha......"

Volume 4: Chapter 64: But he is about to die

Before the Taoist Dong showed up, Ji Zhao's state was actually a little abnormal... He felt that every weird guy might be a 'glimmer of hope', so he even made a bet with Ji Tan and forcibly stopped her astrology and divination.

However, ever since the Taoist Dong was captured by Xiaoyao Feng, he has indeed become much more relaxed. At least when it comes to making friends, he no longer worries too much... and Han Shou can almost be regarded as his first friend in this world, and also the one who suits him the most. The two have too many things in common. Although they don't have much contact, they feel an inexplicable sense of intimacy when they meet.

Ji Zhao couldn't say for sure... Perhaps it was because he had seen Han Shou's death in the game, and the emotions a person shows before death should be the most real.

"Why did you think of joining Zhenwu Mountain?"

After three rounds of drinks, the two started chatting, and Ji Zhao took the opportunity to ask this question. Han Shou, like Ji Tan, was a pure lunatic. One of them committed suicide over a disagreement, and the other backstabbed the big boss Liu Wei when the city had already been breached and he could have survived. Why would such a person join the Zhenwu Mountain with so many rules?

————In addition, Ji Bei, who was also from Anchun, can only be considered half a psychopath. Her "Fuck you, I'm going to explode" personality was trained through the Hell-Burning Heart Sutra, and is not purebred.

————By the way, of the four people who walked out of Anchun County, everyone except Han Shou thought that the other three had mental problems and only he was a normal person.

"Because it's beautiful." Han Shou's eyes revealed memories. "When I first came to Zhenwu Mountain, I visited it as a tourist and stayed there for one night... The sunrise and sunset at Taiyang Peak on the back of Zhenwu Mountain are so beautiful. I was deeply attracted when I saw it for the first time, so I stayed there."

"Is that why?"

"Well, that's why."

If someone else had said this, Ji Zhao probably would not have believed it, thinking that there were probably some other reasons, such as Zhenwu Mountain being a famous sect in the martial arts world and housing countless classics. But when Han Shou said this, it made people feel inexplicably convinced, and made people feel that if a small sect had sunrises and sunsets as beautiful as those at Taiyang Peak, Han Shou would also stay.

"What about you?" Han Shou asked, "You just said that you are not in Luohe Pavilion for a lot of time in a year. What does that mean?"

"I was attacked by your former master." Ji Zhao knew that Han Shou didn't like the Taoist priest, so he didn't worry too much. Besides, if you want to know, you can find out easily. "I don't know why he was crazy and attacked me. I almost lost my life because of it."

"Dong Taoist?" Han Shou was a little surprised, but he recovered quickly and said nonchalantly, "It's not surprising. Just like your second sister, those who like astrology and fortune-telling are mostly mentally ill and like to believe in some inexplicable things. What do the stars in the sky, tortoise shells, or even palm lines have to do with a person's destiny?"

Ji Zhao complained: "It feels quite strange that you are saying this in a Taoist robe."

It is hard to say whether divination originated from Taoism, but it is undeniable that whether in this world or Ji Zhao’s world, Taoism is the master of divination.

Han Shou raised his eyebrows slightly: "Not only am I saying this while wearing a Taoist robe, I am also saying this while drinking."

"Ha ha......"

The two of them are indeed the very few people in the world who can communicate with each other. Han Shou not only understood the meaning of Ji Zhao's words, but also gave a perfect response based on the current situation. Except for him, probably no one can do this.

Ji Zhao seldom drank alcohol on weekdays, and only occasionally drank with Gu Qu. But today he was in a rare mood, and the two of them drank one bowl after another, and they drank happily...After undergoing the transformation of Hongyue Sanren, Ji Zhao's physical strength did not change much, but his various resistances had indeed been greatly improved, whether it was against poison or alcohol. Although his alcohol tolerance could not be said to be able to drink a thousand cups without getting drunk, it was indeed something that ordinary people could not compare to.

Just when the two were enjoying their drink, they heard some discordant noises from the side. They turned around and saw a middle-aged man reeking of alcohol pulling a teenage girl towards their table.

There were three other people at the middle-aged man's table, all dressed like martial artists, with swords stored at the corners of the table. They had all drunk almost all of their drinks, and were cheering for the middle-aged man with a grin on their faces.

"Please try harder! You can't pull a little girl this small?!"

"What do you know? If you use so much force, won't it break?"

"Weren't you very excited to peek over here just now? Why are you unwilling to come over now that I ask you to?"

"Women, they are all like this, so hypocritical!"

"Hahaha......"

The middle-aged shopkeeper, the girl's father, came forward in a hurry, looking a little flustered, but still managed a smile: "Dear guests..."

"Boss!" Before the man finished speaking, a drunkard suddenly spoke up with a playful smile on his face and a bit of complacency in his tone, "We are not forcing her. Just now when we were drinking, this woman looked at us from time to time. She must have taken a fancy to one of us. We are also helping her. Seeing that she was embarrassed, we took the initiative to help her so that she would not regret it for the rest of her life. Brothers, is this right?"

After saying this, he laughed triumphantly.

"Hehe..." However, before his brothers could agree, Han Shou's playful laughter came from the table on the side, "Brother Ji, you know, I admire three kinds of people in this world."

Ji Zhao asked: "Which three types of people?"

"First, those who are ugly but don't know it."

“Oh, this does require some confidence.”

"Second, stupid and unaware."

"I think that most people, no matter how hard they say they are, are somewhat aware of how stupid they are."