Chapter 13 What Way Do You Cultivate?

Lin'an, inside Zuixian Tower.

Jiang Chi was dressed in a silver brocade robe, and sat on the second floor with Huang Rong, having a meal, listening to the noisy men around him talking about heroism and righteousness, how comfortable it was, which cottage was destroyed, which hero became famous, all because of these drinking A man who eats meat.

Suddenly, a man in a gray Taoist robe caught Jiang Chi's attention. The Taoist man held a whisk in his hand. He had long eyebrows and beautiful eyes, three sparse black beards under his chin, white socks and gray shoes, and his clothes were as neat as a guest.

The place on the second floor was almost full, the Taoist looked around and had to come forward, "Miss Shaoxia invited, I wonder if we can make a table?"

Huang Rong glanced at Jiang Que, the meaning was obvious, Jiang Que raised his eyes and said, "If Daoist doesn't mind, can we have some together?"

There is a lot of food, this Taoist looks very eye-catching, he has the appearance of a real Taoist cultivator, and he has a bit of a fairy face, Jiang Xiao is willing to make friends, maybe he can get some Taoist cultivation secrets from him. not bad.

"That's why I would like to thank the young hero." The Taoist looked happy, and asked politely: "I don't know the name of the young hero, if there is a chance in the future, I will also thank the old Taoist."

Glancing at the Taoist, he said, "Jiang Chi!"

"Hey, your name is actually the same as that big devil in Huangcheng Division." The Taoist was stunned for a while, then shook his head again, "No, the young hero is full of righteousness, how can that devil compare to it."

Jiang Xiao was thinking about how to extract cheats from the Taoist population, but who knew that he could not help frowning when he heard the Taoist's words, and asked, "Master Daoist, I don't know how this Jiang Chi of the Imperial City Division became a big devil." gone?"

He didn't even know when it happened. Could it be that something big has happened in the Jianghu recently?

"You don't know?" Seeing Jiang Que's question, the Taoist explained, "The thing is, a month ago, the Seven Devils of the South of the Yangtze River, who had always been chivalrous and righteous, were humiliated in every possible way by the big devil.

Afterwards, the Yellow River Four Ghosts of the Yellow River Gang were also slaughtered, and even the sub-rudders in the Great Song Dynasty were all uprooted, and the number of people killed was at least a thousand, not to mention that the fellow actually spread a cheat to exchange gold and silver. The news caused chaos in the world, and everyone was in danger for a while, adding a lot of disputes for no reason, not to mention how many bones were buried in the mountains! "

The Taoist shook his head and sighed, he didn't know if it was because of those who died, or because of Jiang Chi's becoming a devil.

After listening to his explanation, Jiang Xiao suddenly realized that he was already so famous in the arena—although his reputation was not very good, he didn't care about it, only Huang Rong next to him had strange eyes, as if he wanted to see him, the devil What is different from ordinary people.

Picking up the teacup, Jiang Chi asked quietly again: "I don't know the name and taboo, and which fairy mountain did I practice in, so why did I join the world?"

The Taoist didn't doubt him, he said with a smile: "Wang Chuyi, Yuyangzi of the Quanzhen School of the Poor Dao, has met the young hero, but this time he is going down the mountain because he intends to go to Dadu."

Speaking of the Quanzhen sect, Wang Chuyi was full of smiles, his master Wang Chongyang was once the number one master in the world, even if he passed away, the martial arts of the Quanzhen seven disciples are not much worse now.

Wang Chuyi, known as the Iron Foot Immortal, has a great reputation for his kung fu on his body and feet, and is quite famous in the world.

"It's him!" Jiang Chi thought to himself, but his face was not very good-looking, so he could only perfunctoryly say, "It turns out that he is the head of the Quanzhen sect. He has long admired his name, but he doesn't know where he will go. Most of them are going to Zhao Wang's mansion to find the son of Yang Tiexin." To test and teach martial arts?"

"How do you know?" Wang Chuyi immediately looked at Jiang Xiao warily. Someone actually knew his purpose. Could it be possible to pinch him?

One must know that the purpose of his trip was only told to senior brother Qiu Chuji, and no third person knew about it. How did this young man in his twenties know?

"Eighteen years ago, Qiu Chuji, a Quanzhen Taoist, passed by Niujia Village, but caused a disaster for no reason, resulting in the deaths of Yang Tiexin and Guo Xiaotian. The empress Qiu made a bet with the seven monsters in the south of the Yangtze River, and each raised Yang and Guo's descendants. People, only wait for eighteen years to compare their heights. Who would have thought that the descendants of the Guo family lived outside the Mongolian Great Wall, while the descendants of the Yang family lived in the Prince Zhao’s Mansion, the capital of the Jin Kingdom. How could you not know?"

Jiang Chi casually said a word about Jianghu, which caused Wang Chu to stare at him. Has the bet between senior brother Qiu and the seven monsters in the south of the Yangtze River spread? It seems that this trip is mostly necessary.

Immediately, Wang Chuyi didn't blame Jiang Lack, but sighed: "Young man is kind, it's okay to talk about this matter with you. Brother Pindao Naqiu's character is arrogant and unyielding. It was like that back then, and it's still like this now. .

A few years ago, Ma Yu, the teacher in charge of Pindao, couldn't bear to destroy two heroes with a small bet, so he went to Mongolia outside the Great Wall alone to teach the descendants of the Guo family.

And although the descendants of the Yang family have been taught by Senior Brother Qiu for many years, Pindao is still worried, and he intends to go down the mountain to take care of Senior Brother, so that he will not lose face in time. "

To put it bluntly, it was also to give advice to Yang Kang.

Jiang Que was naturally clear about the reason for this, but he still asked indifferently: "Can the Taoist priest enter that Prince Zhao's Mansion? It is said that it is the mansion of Wanyan Honglie, the Sixth King of the Kingdom of Jin."

Wang Chuyi smiled slightly, as if bathing in the spring breeze, and said: "The Kingdom of Jin once pardoned and made me the Quanzhen Sect as the state religion, so this Prince Zhao's mansion can enter."

While speaking, he raised his head involuntarily. Even ferocious foreigners like the Jin Kingdom respect Quanzhen Sect as the state religion, and their disciples are all over the world. Wang Chuyi is naturally quite proud of the grandeur of a big sect.

But Jiang Xiao's face darkened, and he said rather coldly: "Since the Taoist priest has entered the palace, can he kill Wanyan Honglie for my son of the Han family, so as to comfort the heroes of our Han family?

At that time, the Jin people went south all the way to burn, kill, plunder and break through Tokyo, causing countless people to be displaced, and it is even more common to change their sons to eat. Kill the golden king to avenge the past? "

At that time, the country was broken, the war was everywhere, countless people were killed and injured, and the sons and daughters of the Han family were slaughtered - if the Imperial City Secretary had not recorded this in detail, Jiang Xiao would not have known about this tragic history.

Wang Chuyi still shook his head, and replied: "Young man thinks too much. Firstly, the royal palace has as many soldiers and guards as a wall of iron. Although the poor martial arts are strong, they are still no match for me. Second, my Quanzhen sect has been pardoned by Da Jin as a state religion. , How can it destroy its foundation?

I teach that all living beings are equal to be educated, and can educate the people of the Central Plains, and can also educate the people of the Jin Kingdom, and all creatures in the world are the same. "

Only by winning the actions of many families can the sect prosper. Wang Chuyi has always adhered to this idea. There is no distinction between nations and countries for all people in the world. In other words, in the eyes of their Quanzhen sect, there are only all peoples, and there is no country or nation.

Jiang Xiao's face darkened again, with a cold face and cold light, "Why, did the Taoist priest also forget that he was once a Han Chinese?

Or, watching the children of my Han family suffer and suffer, and they have the opportunity to be powerful but do nothing. Is this the Wanmin education promoted by the Quanzhen Sect?

So I would like to ask, what kind of path are you cultivating? "

Is Tao so ruthless and ungrateful? Maybe it is only people who are ruthless and ignorant, not Tao.

"You, who are you?" Wang Chu was furious, with a gloomy old face, "It's not up to you to control how I teach Quanzhen to behave, hum!"

Jiang Que looked at him coldly, and said slowly, "My official, Jiang Que!"