Dafeng's Night Squad

Chapter 765: Going to Jian Zhou_l

Translator: 549690339

The female Taoist, the White Lotus Lady, wanted to know which Jianghu experts the Golden Lotus Daoist had chosen to become the wielder of the Book of the Earth’s fragment. She was a colored Lotus and had a high status.

He knew some inside stories. The people who were chosen by the Golden Lotus Dao chief to hold the fragments were said to be the rising stars who had great fortune. In the future, they would be an important factor for the Golden Lotus Daoist to eliminate the demonic spirit.

But the problem was that these young people were all rising stars. No matter how strong they were, how strong could they be?

Unless every single one of them was a rank-4, White Lotus did not believe that these youngsters would be able to stop the possessed Lotus Daoists from the earth sect, the Black Lotus Daoist leader, or the people from martial Union.

However, the Golden Lotus Daoist head seemed to be very confident in The Earth Book, Heaven and Earth Society that he had established.

There were countless young and handsome men all over the nine states, like. school of carps crossing the river. It was really hard to guess who the young man the Golden Lotus Daoist chief was looking for was … White Lotus was both nervous and expectant.

Quanrong mountain.

Late at night, Cao Qingyang, who was wearing a purple robe with layers of cloud patterns embroidered with gold thread, left the courtyard alone and headed to the back of the mountain.

There was a person in the back mountain who was the same age as Guo.

The moonlight was dim and the shadows of the trees were dancing. He walked along the mountain path, the hem of his purple robe ruffling the weeds on the side of the road.

Cao Qingyang was over 40 years old. He had sharp eyes and a handsome face that fit the word ‘upright’ perfectly.

There had always been a legend about the Alliance master in the Jianzhou pugilistic world. It was said that the previous Alliance master was obsessed with physiognomy. One time, he had coincidentally met Cao Qingyang, who was still a minion of martial Union at the time.

Overjoyed, he bluntly said that this child’s appearance was extraordinary, and that he was the one-in-a-million Hou Tu Xiang. The sky was round, the earth was full of virtue, and the earth contained everything. People who had the earth form had flawless virtue and could lead the heroes.

Thus, he accepted him as a disciple and taught him all of his martial arts. He even passed on the position of martial Union’s chief to him.

Regardless of whether physiognomy made sense or not, the former Alliance leader had a good eye. In terms of martial arts, Cao Qingyang was the number one martial artist in Jian province and the top of the martial roll.

In terms of professionalism, Cao Qingyang had led the Jian province’s martial Union and had not committed any major mistakes in the past ten years. The order of the Jianghu in the Jian province was stable, and he would even cooperate with the government to capture some fugitives.

After trekking through the forest for fifteen minutes, his eyes suddenly opened up. A huge cliff appeared in front of him, and at the bottom of the towering cliff was a stone gate.

The stone door was tightly shut, and rotten leaves and weeds covered the entrance. It seemed to have been sealed for countless years and had never been opened.

The moment he stepped out of the forest and saw the cliff, Cao Qingyang’s sharp senses detected that two red lanterns had lit up on the top of the cliff. They “shone” on his body for a moment before being extinguished.

That was the Quan Rong tribe.

Cao Qingyang came to the stone door, bent down, and said in a deep and respectful voice, “Great ancestor, I will help you get the nine-colored lotus root and help you break through.’

There was no response from inside the door.

“Ever since the Battle of Shanhai Pass 20 years ago, the power of Da Feng has been weakening day by day, and the Imperial court’s control over the various provinces has dropped drastically. The disasters in the various provinces have continued, and I have a premonition that chaos is coming.”

An old and ethereal voice finally came from inside the door, ‘”‘The Emperor of

Da Feng is still cultivating?”

“Yes,” Cao Qingyang nodded.

“Hmph!”

A cold snort came from the crack of the door.

“Recently, news came from the capital city. The North vanquishing Prince, who guarded the border, massacred 380000 citizens of Chu Prefecture city in order to break through to complete rank-2. He was killed by a mysterious powerhouse in Chu Prefecture city,” Cao Qingyang continued. He immediately told her the news in simple terms.

“Good slash!” The voice replied.

after the incident, Emperor Yuan jing killed the Chu Zhou Governor who came to the capital to seek redress for the injustice in order to cover up his crime. He also protected the country protector, one of the main culprits. “The court doesn’t care? The supervisor doesn’t care?” The voice lowered.

“Yes, I am.”

As soon as Cao Qingyang finished speaking, he felt the ground beneath his feet tremble. The stone door trembled as well, and dust fell from it.

On the cliff, the two lanterns lit up again, coldly watching him.

“Please calm down, ancestor. There’s still a follow-up to this matter …” Cao Qingyang said hurriedly.

The Sound of the Mountain quaking stopped, and the two red lanterns on the cliff were extinguished.

Cao Qingyang let out a sigh of relief. His stern face relaxed, and he continued,

later, a silver Gong broke into the palace and captured the Duke protector. He denounced the crimes of the Emperor and the North-guarding King, and beheaded the two Dukes involved in the incident at Caishikou.

There was a long silence from behind the stone door. After a quarter of an hour, an ethereal sigh came, ‘”‘Since ancient times, ordinary men are the most hateful, and since ancient times, ordinary men have no regrets.”

“Ancestor, that silver Gong is still alive,” Cao Qingyang explained after some thought.

“Oh?”

This time, the low and ethereal voice was mixed with a trace of curiosity.

this person’s name is Xu Qi ‘an. He’s a night watchman and rose to power in the capital last year. If you want to hear about him, I can tell you about him. Please don’t find me annoying.

The old voice said with a smile, ” I’ve been stuck in my own world for hundreds of years. I don’t know anything about the world outside, nor the Jianghu of the nine states. Other than listening to your nagging from time to time, I’m very boring at other times.

Cao Qingyang sat cross-legged in front of the stone door and said, ” in recent years, the most interesting character in the pugilistic world is the swordswoman in the swallow. The most amazing character in the Imperial court is this silver Gong named Xu Qi ‘an

Then, he began to talk about Xu Qi ‘an’s rise in the year of the capital Police.

For martial Union to be able to dominate the Jian province’s pugilist world, cause the government to fear them, and for the Imperial court to tacitly approve of it, they naturally had their own unique points. What made Cao Qingyang proud was not the experts of the Alliance, nor the 8000 heavy cavalry..