Nightwatcher Chapter 185: Pointed Sabre

"I'll go to Inurong Mountain later, eat wine, drink meat and sleep with women, what are your plans?"

Xu Qi'an smiled and looked at Nangong Qianrou.

Nangong Qianrou frowned her delicate brows, and sneered: "A Jianghu organization, what's good for socializing."

Xu Qi'an narrowed his smile and said softly: "I am no longer a silver gong."

The joking and disdain in Nangong Qianrou's eyes slowly receded, as if she lost her interest in conversation.

For a long time, he said lightly: "Go and join in the fun."

Hey, this is not like the style of Brother Nangong. Is it because you are worried about me, afraid that this is a banquet set up by the Wulin League? Xu Qi'an muttered to himself.

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Inurong Mountain is steep and surrounded by clouds.

This mountain is a famous blessed land in Jianzhou. Lin Mang Cang Cang and Heming Ape Crow. Starting from the mountainside, there are yards and attics dotted around the mountain, extending to the top of the mountain.

"Inurong Mountain is a scenic spot in Jianzhou. The main peak is majestic and the side peaks are beautiful. The main peak has a large waterfall of several tens of meters. During the rainy season, mountain torrents erupt. Even a sixth-grade master cannot withstand the waterfall. Wash."

"I heard that there are 8,000 cavalrymen at the headquarters of the Wulin League. They are the subordinates of the Wufu's prostitute who competed in the Central Plains."

Passing through the tall archway at the foot of the mountain, Xu Qian said with emotion: "Eight thousand cavalry can sweep Jianzhou. Why has the court tolerated the existence of the Wulin League for so many years?"

Nangong Qianrou listened to him chattering endlessly, and was not interested in most topics. When she reached the last topic, she couldn't help saying:

"Because that Piff had an agreement with Emperor Gaozu."

"What agreement?" Xu Qi'an was curious.

"How did I know, the foster father didn't say." Nangong Qianrou rolled her eyes.

Xu Qi'an continued to talk about the mountains: "The beauties of Wanhualou in Jianzhou are all charming. If you are interested in taking one back to be a concubine, I think the host Xiao will be very happy."

Nangong Qianrou simply ignored him.

"If it was me, it would be perfect to bring Louzhu Xiao back to the capital and be a concubine."

"You don't seem to marry a wife. If you are still playing the silver gong of a yamen, it is indeed not suitable for marrying a woman from the rivers and lakes. As for now, she is more than enough to be your regular wife." Nangong Qianrou said.

"It must not be used." Xu Qi'an waved his hand repeatedly.

"Why?" Beauty Nangong frowned.

"The position of the regular wife, I will leave it to His Highness Lin'an or His Highness Huaiqing." Xu Qi'an is serious.

"Get out!"

Nangong Qianrou said angrily.

If you don't believe me...

Soon, the two came to the compound on the main peak of Inurong Mountain. After passing the information of the alliance, they were introduced into the meeting room. In the middle of the hall sat the upright and imposing purple-robed leader Cao Qingyang.

After a simple greeting, Cao Qingyang said: "Nangong Jinluo wait a moment, I have something to talk to Xu Yinluo alone."

He got up from his seat, walked silently, and left the drawing room.

Xu Qi'an went out with him behind him, walked through the living area, walked towards the back mountain, and gradually moved away from the building complex.

"The ancestors want to see you."

Cao Qingyang took him into the dense forest, went deep along the trail, and said: "Don't worry, the ancestors are not murderous, but they are very interested in hearing about your deeds."

Xu Qi'an first introspected, and the jade that Jianzheng gave to him was worn, and the gods fell asleep. Now he is just an ordinary Xu Bai who is a prostitute. There shouldn't be any problems when you meet the boss.

The most important thing is that the other party is a martial artist, even if there are some minor problems, I can’t tell.

Actually, he came to Inurongshan for a banquet, and he was somewhat lucky. Maybe he could see the ancestor of the Wulin League.

Hey, I really am a lucky person.........He teased himself with complicated mood.

Walking through the forest trail for a while, Cao Qingyang took him to a huge mountain wall, Fang Fu stepped out of the dense forest, Xu Qi'an's hair stood up for no apparent reason, and his scalp became numb.

Looking at the source of danger subconsciously, on the cliff, a huge monster lowered its head, two tank-like scarlet eyes, watching the two faintly.

The monster was pitch-black, with thick short hair, shaped like a dog, but with a face similar to a human.

Alien Beast Dog Rong........Inu Rong Mountain is named for it.........very powerful alien, I can't beat it........Xu Qi Anxin All kinds of thoughts flashed inside.

At this moment, Inu Rong retracted his head and disappeared into the cliff.

"Inu Rong is the guardian beast of the Wulin League. It used to follow the ancestors to fight in all directions, just like the spirit dragon and the emperor." Cao Qingyang smiled:

"You should know the spirit dragon. There is one in the capital that can breathe and breathe purple air. It is a top-notch monster. But it is only close to the royal family."

It doesn't need to be explained so clearly, it's just a humble licking dog.........Xu Qi'an complained.

He followed Cao Qingyang, stopped in front of the stone gate on the cliff, and listened to the leader of the purple robe: "Ancestor, Xu Yinluo is here."

An old voice came from Shimen: "The foundation is solid, the gods are restrained, not bad."

Xu Qi'an took advantage of the situation and clasped his fists in a respectful tone: "I've seen seniors."

An old voice rang from the door again:

"I heard about you. Smart people should leave the capital as soon as possible. If you are interested in coming to my martial arts league, the old man can accept you as a disciple. Haha, you have proven your character by behavior.

"After several years of experience, I will be more than enough to be the next leader of the Wulin League."

Why everyone wants to be my father.........Xu Qi'an refuses neither humble nor arrogant: "Beyond the capital, moreover, the younger generation already has a master."

"It's Wei Yuan." The old man in Shimen hit the nail on the head.

Xu Qi'an was silent.

"What do you want to ask me?" The ancestors of the Wulin League didn't bother with the question of apprenticeship, and were quite free and easy.

Senior, you are really on the road. Xu Qi'an happened to have some questions and immediately spoke:

"The younger generation has read some files about you and knows that you were a strong man who could compete with the Emperor Gaozu. Six hundred years have passed, why the Emperor Gaozu has long been a guest, but you can be the same age as the country ."

The answer to him was silence.

Just when Xu Qi'an thought that the other party would not answer, an old sigh came from a gap in Shimen: "With your current grade, these things are too high-level, in fact, you shouldn't have let you know."

After a pause of a few seconds, the ancestor of the Wulin League said: "There are many masters in the Dafeng imperial family, including the emperor Gaozu, Emperor Wuzong, and the king of Zhenbei.

"But none of them can live till now, do you know why?"

"Senior, please help me out."

"Those who are troubled by luck cannot live forever."

This answer is like a heavy hammer hitting Xu Qi'an's head, making his head "buzz".

"Why is this?" he muttered.

"The old man doesn't know, maybe it's the rules of heaven and earth. For the specific reason, you can ask Confucianism or the supervisor of Sitianjian." The old man laughed.

The Confucianists know this secret.........Xu Qi'an's pupils contracted, and said in amazement: "So, the Confucian sage is really dead?"

For a long time, Xu Qi'an has always had a guess in his heart that the Confucian sage is actually not dead, just pretending that he is dead. After all, how can an existence beyond rank live only eighty-two years old? Isn’t this an insult? .

"Sage Confucianism is no exception." The old man replied.

If what the ancestor said is true, then the saint is unlikely to be alive. The fact that the Dafeng imperial family does not have an eternal powerhouse proves that the ancestor did not lie.

Rusheng is really dead.........

Xu Qi'an couldn't hide his regret, and at the same time, he solved some doubts in his heart. No wonder that Emperor Yuanjing was so "tolerant" to the king of Zhenbei. If we say that the person with the most luck, it must be the emperor. The Northern King is a pure taker, he must be...

"No!"

Xu Qi'an blurted out.

Cao Qingyang turned around suspiciously and glanced at him.

"What do you seem to think of?" the old man said.

As for the words of a pinnacle martial artist, Xu Qichang turned a deaf ear. He lowered his eyes and his face was dull, but the pheromone in his brain was like boiling water.

First: Those who have added luck cannot live forever. This is not enough reason for Emperor Yuanjing to trust the King of Zhenbei, because King of Zhenbei is the Prince of Dafeng and cannot live forever.

History has proven this.

Therefore, there is an unknown reason behind Emperor Yuanjing's trust in King Zhenbei.

Second: Emperor Yuanjing is the prince of a country. It is impossible for him not to know this secret, but he knows that it is impossible for him to live a long life. He has continued to practice Taoism for 20 years and longs for longevity. There is a paradox here. Up.

Does he think that he can be better than Emperor Gaozu and Emperor Wuzong? Does he think that the rules of heaven and earth that Confucian sages can't resist, and that he has a Yuanjing, can be more stunning than Confucian sages?

Although Yuan Jingdi is not a son of man, he is not a fool. On the contrary, he is very wise.

With various thoughts, he asked in a low voice, "What do seniors think about Emperor Yuanjing's cultivation of the Taoism?"

The old man groaned: "Perhaps he thought he had developed a way to live long and sit on the dragon chair. Oh, the person who helped him should be the leader of the human sect."

It can't be Luo Yuheng...Xu Qi'an frowned.

It's not that he prefers his aunt, it's mainly because he remembered some details. Yuan Jingdi initially cultivated the Taoist way by himself. A few years later, Luo Yuheng was named the national teacher and Renzong was named the national religion.

As a native of Beijing, Xu Qi'an still remembers clearly.

If it weren't for Luo Yuheng, who would it be? Well, it cannot be ruled out that Luo Yuheng secretly bewitched Emperor Yuanjing to practice the Taoism, and asked Wei Gong after returning to Beijing........

"I heard that you had an agreement with Emperor Gaozu?" Xu Qi'an took the time to collect information.

"Hehe, it’s just a verbal agreement. After the Great Zhou collapsed, the rebels competed in the Central Plains. I actually had no intention of competing for the throne. Because I found the way to the second rank. Compared with the throne, I am more eager. Longevity.

"It is also due to my character. I came from a poor background. When I was young, I walked around the rivers and lakes. I am happy and enmity. I am too strong in the rivers and lakes, and I want to live without restraint.

"The reason for the rebellion is that the people who lived in those days were really not what people should live. If there is no hope in life, they will naturally rebel. He is different from me. He is ambitious, ambitious, and longs for the unification of the Central Plains. On the contrary. Not interested in longevity.

"I remember he used to say that life cares, he should pursue great achievements, not longevity. Longevity is boring, it is interesting to be an emperor.

"I lost that battle. I didn't let the water go. I was convinced that I lost. At that time, I had an verbal agreement with him. "

Every pioneer has a sincere heart, but future generations of children and grandchildren will often decline in the drunken and gold fans............Xu Qi'an was deeply moved.

"Senior is now promoted to the second rank?" Xu Qi'an tentatively asked.

After asking, he quickly added: "It's the younger generation who made it abrupt."

"If you don't slaughter people like Zhenbei King, it would be too difficult for me to be promoted to the second rank. I have been in seclusion for five hundred years, and I still haven't been able to take the last step."

The old man said indifferently: "In order to help me break through the barrier, Qingyang wants to seize the lotus root from the Dizong for me to take."

Xu Qi'an immediately looked at Cao Qingyang and said that you didn't say that to the big sects. You said that you would seize lotus roots for the Wulin League. Everyone will have lotus seeds to eat in the future.

Cao Qingyang responded to his gaze, saying: "I can raise a lot of lotus root."

"You can't support it." Xu Qi'an reminded.

"Then it's none of my business." Cao Qingyang said lightly.

"........."

Xu Qi'an ignored him and looked at Shimen: "Can lotus root help seniors to be promoted to the second rank?"

The old man replied: "The chances are great."

Even so, he didn't take any action personally. He just gave Cao Qingyang a drop of blood. The state of the ancestor of the Wulin League is very wrong!

Xu Qi'an's eyes flickered.

"I hope that one day, I can help seniors." He said.

Farewell to the ancestors of the Wulin League, he followed Cao Qingyang back to the main peak.

After dusk, Inu Rongshan held a big banquet, and the main clans and door owners attended the banquet.

Xu Qi'an should have become the protagonist of the banquet. For such a scene, Xu Bai's whoring is like a fish in water.

In his previous life, he had always accompanied the leaders to drink and entertain, went to the sea to do business, and he also never left the wine table. After coming to this world, he practiced at the palace gate and was a regular visitor in the teaching workshop.

The cultivation of banquet entertainment is comparable to a product!

In three or twos, I became one with the master and gang master of the Wulin League. The eldest sister called Xiao Yuenu, the master of Wanhualou.

Yang Cuixue and others are also very happy. I didn’t expect Xu Yinluo to go on the road like this, a good wine shop, and the wine is dry, unambiguous, and I can talk to everyone about the secrets of the court~IndoMTL .com~ For example, the queen of female rituals is very charming, and she likes Xu Yinluo very much, and she intends to call him to be a consort.

For example, he is a frequent visitor of the two princesses, and he can tell the layout of the princess mansion and some of the private matters of the two princesses.

For example, Jianzheng of Sitianjian was also troubled. All of the five disciples of Jianzheng were talents, and they spoke nicely, and Jianzheng was very worried for them.

For example, Wang Shoufu's prostitute has a deep-rooted affection for Xu Yinluo's cousin and cannot extricate herself from it. For him, she will fight against Wang Shoufu at all costs.

Of course, the most talked about is the anecdote of Jiaofangsi.

Floating fragrant oiran has good piano skills, but he is better at flute skills. Ming Yan oiran dances unparalleled, soft figure. Xiaoya Oiran is full of poetry and books, but she is passionate about the old ways........

The banquet dissipated until it was slightly drunk.

Xu Qi'an carried his saber, walked into the courtyard where he was placed, and entered the room.

The drunkenness in his eyes disappeared immediately.

"After dealing with the capital and investigating Emperor Yuanjing, I will come to Jianzhou to establish contacts in advance, and then I can open in Jianzhou..."

He lit the oil lamp, sat at the table, and drew a black gold long knife across the table.

Next, take out the jade mirror, pour out a lotus seed, peel it, and gently insert the lotus seed into the blade.

He doesn't have a jade box, and even if he does, he can't fit a four-foot-long knife.

Zhong Li said that his knife lacks a tool. And the lotus seed can ignite the spirit of the weapon, pushing this knife into the ranks of the peerless gods.

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PS: I was adjusting my biological clock recently, and then I found something sadly. I went to bed on time every day, woke up the next day, my mind was dizzy, and I was listless all day.

Then, after ten o'clock, inspiration surged...I used to be codewords in the middle of the night.