Chapter 353： 353 On the Illusion

Chapter 353 Chapter 353 Illusion

The owner of Yuxu Palace went to Dadu in person, what this meant, he didn't know.

But what can be judged is that if there is no major event, the uncle Jin Yuyan would never have run so far.

"Then what did you say earlier about cooperating to suppress the surrounding uprisings?" Zhang Rongfang came back to his senses and continued.

"It remains the same as usual. The Lord of the Shangguan Mansion is guarding the local area, which will not affect this action." The old housekeeper replied.

"Understood." Zhang Rongfang suddenly became preoccupied.

He always felt that Daoism seemed to be in a period of transformation and explosion, and because he was not really high-level, many actions and news were unclear.

"It's been a troubled time." He still decided to stay here to accumulate strength honestly.

No matter how the situation changes, as long as he stays lurking, there will be no problem.

After watching the house, he went to look at another big house sent by the Shangguan family.

He has arranged how to live in both houses. The people who happened to come from Erythrina could use this place as their core base.

After having dinner in the afternoon, Zhang Rongfang immediately received an official notification from the government office.

The Yuxu Palace team responsible for suppressing the surrounding uprisings is ready to go. It's in the peach grove on the southern outskirts of the city.

Zhang Rongfang quickly packed his luggage and headed to the assembly point a little earlier.

Outside the city, outside a peach grove with a lot of peach blossoms, there is a wide field of weeds.

At this time, teams of people and carriages are gathering here.

Looking from a distance, there are probably hundreds of them.

Most of them are tall and strong warriors.

Among them, the most conspicuous one is a burly old man with a height of three meters.

The height of three meters is extremely rare even among warriors.

Generally common warriors are mostly over two meters tall.

So this white-haired old man with a height of three meters attracted a lot of attention from passers-by outside the surrounding city.

Zhang Rongfang approached on horseback from a distance, with two handymen carrying luggage behind him. Apart from that, there was nothing extra.

When he was a hundred meters away, he noticed the unusually tall white-haired old man.

The opponent has a strong sense of presence.

At first glance, it seemed that he was the only one standing in the entire open space the size of a football field.

The rest have become foils.

Recovering his senses, Zhang Rongfang looked intently again, only to find that there were two people standing behind the surprisingly tall old man.

Of these two people, one is a woman with a peach blossom face, bright eyes, long legs in a red dress, and a noble appearance in her appearance.

One is an old man with white hair and white beard who has a serious and orthodox temperament, like a bachelor.

The three of them stood among hundreds of people, like a magnet, constantly attracting a lot of attention and sight from the surroundings.

Except for the three people, Zhang Rongfang glanced at them at a glance. The keen eyesight brought by dark light vision allowed him to quickly distinguish that the composition of this 100-member team was extremely elite.

Start off are all high-level warriors.

There are so many high-quality warriors, although they don’t look very good, if they are all equipped with powerful weapons, such as powerful firearms and crossbows.

The threat posed, in a wide area, is very likely to far exceed the Grandmaster.

Having made a general judgment, Zhang Rongfang quickly approached. Turned over and got off the horse, then walked forward and cupped his fists towards the three-meter-tall old man.

"Junior Zhang Ying, met a few seniors."

"Stand behind." The three-meter-tall old man responded coldly.

"Yes." Zhang Rongfang didn't talk nonsense.

Lead the horse and join the centurion behind.

"Mansion Master Feihe has such a temper, don't take it too seriously."

The only woman in a red dress approached softly.

"This time, the old man is the home team, and Shang Dingye and I are the assistants. My name is Ning Hongli. You are the disciple Yue Zhangjiao just accepted. You are really powerful."

She introduces with a chuckle.

"This junior has met Senior Ning." Zhang Rongfang clasped his fists politely.

"You're welcome. This time I will bring you together, and I will gain a lot of experience. You will see more and listen more along the way, and do less." The woman Ning Hongli smiled.

"Junior, remember." Zhang Rongfang didn't realize until he got closer that the three people and the rest of the people around them were completely out of touch with each other.

If the masters he met before were all furnaces of qi and blood, then the three people in front of him were furnaces at least several times larger than the furnaces.

Compared to the garrison master of the Qingchuan Mansion who was probing the previous night, Zhang Rongfang could feel that the three people in front of him, even the seemingly weakest Ning Hongli, were much more dangerous than the previous one.

As for the former Sea Dragon King Kongwu, he was even worse than the master last night.

In addition to these, the most important thing is that Zhang Rongfang also faintly felt some kind of additional threat looming from these Daoist masters.

It's hard to say what that feels like.

You know, based on his perception at this time, even if the grandmaster comes, he has to fight to know whether he wins or loses.

But the three people in front of him gave him a feeling of being on his back before they fought.

This is incredible.

Unable to see through the three of them, he naturally became polite and polite, with a good attitude.

The team waited on the spot for another ten minutes.

Obviously everyone has arrived, but the leader, Shangguan Feihe, still stands where he is, closing his eyes and waiting.

No one dared to object, everyone whispered, waiting for the team to leave.

"Mansion Master Feihe is an extremely punctual person, and the last thing he likes is when someone breaks the rules. Xiao Zhangying, you must remember this." Ning Hongli reminded Zhang Rongfang softly.

"Yes, the younger generation must remember it." Zhang Rongfang nodded quickly and clasped his fists.

"Just remember, if you don't understand anything, feel free to ask me. When your master came here, he had a very good relationship with me. Since you are his apprentice, you should get closer to me." Ning Hongli smiled lightly.

"Yes." Zhang Rongfang knew it well, no wonder this female guru was so kind to him, and the relationship was the contact left by Lao Yue.

Another few minutes passed.

"Time is up."

Shangguan Feihe opened his eyes, took out a pocket watch from his pocket and looked at it.

"Set off."

He said in a deep voice.

Many leaders behind them shouted loudly, the chariots and horses started, and the whole team began to slowly accelerate towards the outside of the city.

"There are a total of six things that need to be resolved this time. They are all rioters who took advantage of Shinichi Xizong's troubles and took the opportunity to revolt and disrupt the situation."

Ning Hongli explained softly beside Zhang Rongfang. Looking at him is as gentle as looking at his own children and nephews.

"These weeds and insects growing in the soil are always disobedient. They mowed one after another, and there seemed to be hidden masters among them. They quietly attacked and killed several masters sent by the Shangguan family."

"Six Offices?" Zhang Rongfang always felt that something was wrong when he heard the other party's words.

But immediately he came back to his senses.

Aren’t the masters leading the team from Shangguan’s family all local rich?

Among them, Shangguan Feihe himself is said to be a spirit.

These spirit nobles are completely different from the northern barbarians who are listed as inferior by the Great Spirit.

They themselves are a powerful family occupying the land.

'Leaving aside the strength and realm, just looking at the status, this is basically a positive suppression of the civilian uprising by the powerful family. ’ Zhang Rongfang quickly understood.

The interest groups represented by Taoism have not always been dominated by civilians.

Groups vary from place to place.

Now, on the side of Yuxu Palace, it can be seen from the twelve palaces that the entire Yuxu Palace is dominated by clan and aristocratic families.

Soon, the team became even faster and rushed towards the first place—Yude Town along the official road.

According to this slow speed, it may have been a few days since they arrived in Yude Town.

It happened that Zhang Rongfang also planned to observe and observe how much improvement the Golden Toad Kung Fu, which he has now promoted to the third level of Day by Day, can bring him.

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In October, the Great Spirit Royal Ceremony begins.

Dadu, Xiande Palace.

Yue Dewen slowly walked out of the palace gate, looked at the busy palace maids and guards who were carrying all kinds of things needed for the festival, shook his head, and walked outside with a big belly.

These days, because he has to be responsible for the festival, he is quite tired, and he doesn't even have time to go fishing and drink tea.

Feeling that the whole person has lost a lot of weight. He is a vegetarian every day, and the amount of meat is not even enough for a leg of lamb, which makes him feel somewhat unhappy.

What made him frown even more was that His Majesty became more and more addicted to having fun.

Singing and singing every night, even a few days ago, on the eve of the festival, I was still holding a demon dance with Xizong's guys at night.

Every night, it is said that there are dozens of beauties who are sent out to play and be destroyed.

This is too far from the Lingzhi Emperor who worked hard to rule before.

Sighed.

Yue Dewen came out of the palace, instead of taking the carriage to pick him up, he stretched out his movements and headed towards the suburbs of Dadu, where he often goes to Yuzhuang on weekdays.

‘It’s been a long time since I fished, and there’s the rice wine over there. I haven’t drank it for half a month. This time I’ll drink a few dozen catties. I’m going to take Xiaozhi to the countryside soon, and I don’t know how long it will take to drink again.’

Yue Dewen simply thought about eating, drinking and having fun.

But in the eyes of outsiders, he is still dressed in a teacher's attire, luxurious and majestic.

Yuqing Yuzhuang is the old place where he often comes to have fun. The owner of Yuzhuang is an old man of decades, a big family surnamed Li.

This old man Li is also a fisherman, and occasionally fishes with Yue Dewen and the others on weekdays.

Rushing to the gate of Yuzhuang with ease, Lao Yue asked casually while pushing the door and entering the yard.

"Hey, when will your Great Pavilion Master come back? You don't mean anything, you boring gourd. I don't feel very safe without the Great Pavilion Master."

The old man in Xuehong Pavilion who was in charge of protecting secretly kept silent, pretending he didn't hear.

This kind of inquiry shouldn't have started a conversation. In fact, if it weren't for the personality of the Great Pavilion Master, most of the other protectors would not communicate much. Some even take the initiative to distance themselves so as not to affect their own judgment and distract attention.

"It's boring." No response was received, Yue Dewen complained, and went into the yard by himself, where a few guys were dragging out the fishing nets that had just been mended, and when they saw him coming in, they all greeted him respectfully.

Proficiently took a set of his own fishing equipment, Yue Dewen left the yard slowly, and rushed towards the small lake where the fish pond was kept.

Looking up at the sky, the sun is hot.

He sighed, feeling that he has become more and more fond of sighing recently.

His body is getting worse and worse, which is why he feels more and more powerless.

This time taking Xiao Zhi to avoid the vortex was also a plan he had already made.

People, it is impossible to be strong for a lifetime

When a certain time comes, what should be discarded must be discarded.

Be willing to be willing to be willing to be willing to be willing to be willing to be willing to be willing to give up

"Tell me, are you planning to cause trouble when the chief pavilion master returns this time? There are two military masters in the Xuehong pavilion who are quite ignorant. Thinking that they have found a backer, they want to fight against the old boss. The dog also knows that the nursing home is coming.”

Walking to the lake, Yue Dewen skillfully hung the fishing rod on the fishing line, put on the bait, and flicked it out.

"Um?"

No answer.

Not only did no one answer, even the faint movement just now is gone now.

Yue Dewen frowned slightly.

Something feels wrong.

He looked around.

Small green lake, clear sky.

The hot wind blows over the body, the surrounding grass shakes, there are no insects, no birds.

"Hehehe, which friend is joking with Lao Yue? This joke is not funny at all." Yue Dewen's eyes flashed brightly. Stand up straight and put down the fishing rod.

"Speaking of which, I'm ready to retire and return to my hometown completely, and don't care about worldly affairs. Give me this trick at the last moment?" His eyes slowly became serious.

As a grand master and a powerful person at the top, his perception of hostility and killing intent is far more acute than ordinary people imagine.

What's more, the killing intent that suddenly appeared around the eyes was so strong that even insects and birds dared not make a sound.

(end of this chapter)