Tome of Troubled Times Chapter 357: Returning home in splendor

Chapter 357 Returning home in glory

Climbing up the steps, Zhao Changhe looked at the scenery of Wushan with interest.

It is just the right time to change from winter to spring, coupled with the change of geography, from the majestic Kunlun to the land of beautiful mountains and rivers, the ice and snow are gone, the grass and trees are green, the humidity after the spring rain is everywhere, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, it is like traveling to a new secret realm Similar.

A very interesting experience.

It’s a pity that the ink in my stomach comes and goes. Occasionally, I can come up with some wonderful sentences, but whenever I am in a scene that should be poetic, I can only remember a few famous sentences that are very inappropriate for the situation.

For example, once the sea was filled with water, except for Wushan, it was not a cloud. This is Master Xue. Is this poem appropriate?

Or to say, Wushan is high, Wushan is low, Xiaoxiao Lang does not come home in the dusk rain, and he keeps time alone in an empty house.

Hearing this, Master Xue will probably beat someone up, saying who is guarding the empty room alone?

Having said that, the entire Blood God Sect seems not to be fond of women, only bloodthirsty and murderous... what a stupid sect.

In fact, the Blood God Sect is in Wushan, and not many people know about it, otherwise it might have been wiped out long ago. Zhao Changhe only found out about it after asking Wan Dongliu of the Four Symbol Sect. On the surface, there is only one cottage on Wushan Mountain. The Xiaoju gang takes over the mountain and robs families and homes. The sect relies on an underground secret place in the mountain to operate in secret, which is very similar to the template of Beimang.

With Maitreya disrupting the south, Daxia officials really have no time to deal with this mountain king.

But what is better than Beimang is that this village is not a village. It starts from the mountainside and spreads to the top of the mountain. The villages of various sizes are actually deep and have some fortifications...

"Stop, what are you doing!"

After looking all the way to the entrance of the village, a group of gangsters surrounded him unbearably and stared at him nervously: "This is not a place for sightseeing... We have tolerated you for a long time..."

Zhao Changhe almost laughed out loud: "Why do you have to endure it?"

Someone murmured for a moment and whispered: "Are you... Zhao Changhe?"

At this moment, Zhao Changhe's dragon bird is stored in the ring. It is missing a classic logo, but there is another classic scar that has finally been removed. He came to worship the mountain as Zhao Changhe openly and honestly. This cannot be done to the king. middle.

Zhao Changhe smiled and said: "Why don't you dare to admit it? Is it because you don't have a knife?"

"Nowadays, everyone who imitates Zhao Changhe carries a broad sword. How can there be a real Zhao Changhe who doesn't carry a sword? I tell you no!" Someone complained to his companions: "I don't know if it's true or not. No one dared to stop Zhao Changhe when he walked to the gate of the village. If he told me, he would be laughed at!"

Zhao Changhe smiled and said: "So if Zhao Changhe is really coming, won't you stop him?"

The gangsters all said: "Nonsense, Boss Zhao is a member of our holy sect. If he really comes, why not just go home."

The **** went out...Zhao Changhe couldn't laugh or cry: "Aren't we still chasing him? Why did he just go home..."

"The fatwa is hanging out in the air and no one has mentioned it. Who takes it seriously?" The gangsters said cautiously: "Are you, let me tell you, don't pretend to be here. We have already Let the brothers from Beimang come out and identify the person, don’t run away!”

While they were talking, a person hurriedly ran up from the village: "I heard that there is someone who looks like our master? Ouch, you are here, the master. I miss you brothers so much!"

Zhao Changhe looked up and smiled even wider. It was Brother Beimang who asked Xuanwu to write a letter of introduction a few days ago. Sure enough, Xue Canghai pinched his nose and arranged for them to be the little leader. For example, this sixth son was assigned to be the little leader of the lowest mountain village?

The six sons stood out from the crowd, rushed to Zhao Changhe and hugged him, turned around and held their heads high: "Who is blind and says no? If this is not our head, could it be your father!"

Everyone: "..."

This is not your copycat. Who is in charge?

But apart from the slander, no one dared to show it. On the contrary, everyone had a look of admiration on their faces, and they all bent down and saluted: "It's really Boss Zhao..."

“I’ve met Brother Zhao!”

"Hello, Boss Zhao!"

"Boss Zhao, you are our god!"

"Hello, Boss Zhao. Sit inside, shall we inform the leader? By the way, take Boss Zhao for a walk?"

"..." Zhao Changhe really couldn't laugh or cry when he saw this person who was so happy to see his idol. Why don't you create a super story?

He could imagine that if he went to the Blood God Sect to formally come to worship the mountain, he would not be regarded as a traitor and would be beaten and killed. After all, with this strength and relationship network, Leader Xue must treat it with caution. Not long ago, he and the Saint of Four Elephants joined hands to kill the poisonous spider Tian Lingzi, and the Book of Troubled Times was announced to everyone in the world. It can be said that he stretched his head out for Leader Xue to chop him, and even if he had the guts to do it, he would not dare to chop him.

But I never thought that I would be regarded as one of my own by the members of the Blood God Sect, or the kind of person who has a long face... With this attitude, did I betray the Blood God Sect, or did I become a master and return to my hometown in glory?

If I had known this, I wouldn't have wasted Sanniang's favor by stuffing others into it.

"Go, go, of course I'm going to take you around, Master. What's the matter with you?" Liuzi glared at Zhao Changhe with his hands on his hips, and then smiled apologetically at Zhao Changhe: "Master, Wushan is quite beautiful and has many scenic spots. I'll take you to visit? ”

Zhao Changhe smiled: "Are you familiar?"

"It's not bad, the green forest routine is the same everywhere. Teacher Sun is in a good position here, and he can also take care of everyone." Liu Zi led the way: "How good is the weather here? Brothers don't know What are you doing in the ice and snow in Beimang?"

Zhao Changhe declined a group of eager licking dogs and followed Liuzi into the village: "Didn't Mr. Sun wear small shoes?"

"It is said that life was not easy for a period of time, and some people in the church were ostracized. Although the leader has said that teaching with all his heart is a matter of merit and demerit, and the teaching of doctrine is not the responsibility of the teacher, so he is not allowed to make things difficult... He said it is Saying that, it’s inevitable that we’ll be distant.”

"Well, it's normal to be alienated. I'm also afraid that the Blood God Cult is vicious and if they punish me indiscriminately, our relationship will be different..."

Liu Zi smiled and said: "How can you not, let alone punishment, even the exclusion and alienation gradually disappeared. Many people's attitudes improved without knowing it, and some people quietly ran to learn from Professor Sun. Asking for advice, I heard that even the guardian elder secretly went to ask for advice. He is much more advanced in practice than Sun Jiaoxi... He has always regarded Sun Jiaoxi as a reclusive old man selling wontons."

Zhao Changhe laughed: "Everyone's story is about selling wontons, aren't they sweeping the floor?"

Liuzi: "Huh?"

"Uh, it's okay, you continue."

"Then the leader actually looked highly at Sun Jiaoxi in his heart, and granted permission to observe many core secrets, and it is said that he was also allowed to comprehend the sacred objects. As a result, Sun Jiaoxi's practice also improved this year, and he broke through the sixth level of the profound entrance. Now He is not just a disciple under the command of Elder Chuan Gong, he has been promoted to be the guardian of the holy religion, and now no one dares to say anything to exclude him."

Zhao Changhe sighed in his heart when he heard this.

It’s not that any of the elders who teach martial arts in the Blood God Religion are taught at the level of Lao Sun... Lao Sun is not only responsible, but his basic skills are really solid. I thought it was a routine before, but I only found out after traveling in the world for so long. In fact, most Jianghu people are really average in this aspect and don't seem to pay much attention to it.

What Professor Sun actually lacks is good training and advancement. If he really had the resources to cultivate him, why would he only have the fourth level of the entrance hall when he is in his thirties?

There are actually a lot of geniuses in the world, but many are buried. This happens no matter which force, and more often than not, there may not even be the opportunity to acquire the skills and become a disciple.

The two of them were talking as they walked up the mountain. Someone had already gone up first to inform the church.

Over there, Xue Canghai was talking to the Maitreya Cult envoy. The guards outside looked around and winked, but didn't say anything. Xue Canghai stood up and walked over speechlessly, waving his hand and giving him a slap: "Who taught you how to act like a rat?"

The guard felt terribly wronged, held his cheek and lowered his voice: "Zhao Changhe pays homage to the mountain."

Xue Canghai was stunned and knew that he had hit the wrong person. The guard was definitely well-intentioned and smart, but the Maitreya Cult messenger heard him and it was very difficult to deal with.

What's more, Zhao Changhe has the habit of killing envoys from other families in front of his master. He did this twice in front of the Wang family and in the Batu Army. The victim in one of them was the Maitreya Cult.

Xue Canghai's thoughts changed, and he turned around and smiled at the envoy: "I have some important personal matters to deal with. The envoy can go back and rest first, and you and I will talk about it later."

After speaking, he winked at the guards, indicating that the envoy must not be allowed out to see Zhao Changhe, and then hurriedly left the meeting hall and quickly went down the mountain.

Only halfway down the mountain, he lowered his head and saw loud cheers in the village below. A group of Blood God cultists surrounded Zhao Changhe, as if they were seeing an idol visiting. Then Zhao Changhe waved his hands with a smile, looking like "brothers, thank you for your hard work."

Several people who had just come from Beimang surrounded him, talking and laughing all the way up the mountain. They passed by different villages and gathered their younger brothers. Look at the crowds of people, the Blood God Sect. You are the leader and I am the leader?

This is where you come to show off your power, right? Xue Canghai gritted his teeth in anger.

Just as he was thinking about Zhao Changhe's true intention and attitude in coming here, another figure hurriedly flew over from the top of the mountain on the other side, and arrived in front of Zhao Changhe in less than a moment.

Zhao Changhe stopped.

As countless gangsters in the village looked up eagerly, Zhao Changhe knelt down on one knee and made a big salute: "I am very happy to see you, my teacher, in good health and successful in your practice."

The continuous mountain village was silent. Even Teacher Sun, who came to see his apprentice, never thought that he would receive such a great gift. He was so stupid that he even forgot to help him up.

The last time I blocked you on Gujian Lake Road, you weren’t so polite.

Xue Canghai, who was watching from a distance, breathed a sigh of relief... Judging from this performance, at least he was not looking for trouble.

Just as he was thinking this, he saw Zhao Changhe looking up towards the top of the mountain where Xue Canghai was standing, as if he already knew where he was. Xue Canghai's heart skipped a beat again... Such five senses were at least at the secret door.

Zhao Changhe stood up, spoke calmly, and spread his voice to the distant mountains: "Master Xue is here well... Zhao Changhe, a non-staff gangster, pays homage to the mountain."

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