Gu Santong left.
A Fei and Yue Nishang came.
They all looked at Yue Buqun with admiration.
"Daddy."
Yue Nishang asked: "What is your last sword?"
"The fourth sword of the three swords of Avici Dao."
"Violating the prohibition of heaven and destroying the Buddhist country."
Yue Buqun did not hide it. He looked at Yue Nishang and said: "Unless your Yangwu swordsmanship reaches the eighth level, I will not teach it to you."
"Oh."
Yue Nishang was a little disappointed.
Because the final accumulation of Yangwu swordsmanship is not just talent.
There is also the accumulation of Taoism and the perception of heaven and earth.
"What about me?"
A Fei’s eyes lit up.
Because his swordsmanship has also reached the eighth level.
"You can now control the first two of the three swords of the Avici Dao."
"But for the last two swords, I will not dare to teach you until you have condensed the sword intent of the ninth level."
Yue Buqun was naturally generous.
A Fei was one of his lifelong pride.
He naturally wanted to see A Fei’s swordsmanship surpass Yan Shisan and Xie Xiaofeng.
"Yeah."
A Fei was excited.
He hadn’t been so excited for many years.
It was as if he was back to his youth when he was studying.
"Go back."
"Jianghu is about to change drastically."
Yue Buqun sighed.
The successive deaths of Jing Wuming, Gu Santong and others.
Represent the past of the old era.
A new era is bound to come.
This reminded him of the background of the era after [Legend of Lu Xiaofeng] and [Sword of Meteor and Butterfly]:
In the east, there are Japanese pirates, plundering; in the north, there are Jianzhou Jurchens, committing crimes; in the west, there are Mongolian tribes, sometimes fighting and sometimes making peace; in the south, there are Miao frontiers, ready to make a move.
This is the scene at the end of the dynasty.
Especially in the capital.
With so many forces involved, what is the purpose of the mastermind behind the scenes?
For these ambitious people, the more chaotic the rivers and lakes, the more opportunities they have.
And this is true.
In the distant capital.
In a small and elegant courtyard.
Gong Ziyu is playing chess with Shen Bailu.
Beside him, there are four beautiful maids burning incense and brewing tea, so comfortable.
"The Liusheng family killed the leader of the Sun and Moon Demon Sect, killed the Shaolin monks, and provoked the Money Gang."
"They thought they were doing it secretly, but in fact everything is under our control."
Gongzi Yu made a move.
Shen Bailu frowned.
After thinking for a moment, he responded.
He is very good at chess, even the chess masters of the dynasty are not his opponents.
For Gongzi Yu, he lost in many aspects, but he would never give in in this aspect.
"The Liusheng family thinks they are chess players."
"They don’t know that they have been just our knives from beginning to end."
After making a moveShen Bailu finally replied.
"They represent some warlords in Japan and some coastal families who want maritime power."
"Hehe…"
I don’t know what Gongzi Yu thought of at the end, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.
At this time.
The beautiful maid handed over the fragrant tea.
And it was the ultimate service that was handed directly to the mouth.
"All the officials in the court know the huge profits of maritime trade."
"Only the royal family is still blind."
"What a real irony…"
Shen Bailu couldn’t help but sarcastically.
This era is the era of maritime trade.
The traditional farming benefits are far less than the profits brought by maritime trade.
Decades ago.
Emperor Hongzhi originally gave the royal family a good start.
But what about now?
All the maritime interests have been swallowed up by the coastal family tyrants.
They even pretended to be pirates and Japanese pirates in order to create a sea disaster and keep the Ming Dynasty closed to the outside world. They were so unscrupulous.
"Let’s not talk about those idiots in the court."
Gong Ziyu asked: "Now the Jinqian Gang has retreated, and Shaolin is coming to kill us. If we want the chaos to continue, we must make some sacrifices."
Shen Bailu asked without raising his head: "Didn’t you reserve the chess piece to be sacrificed a long time ago?"
"That’s right."
Gong Ziyu pressed the chess piece down.
One hit to kill.
Shen Bailu’s face was stiff.
"The Yagyu family is too noisy, let’s cool them down." (To read exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)
Gong Ziyu sneered: "And that Iga Musashi, he thought he could escape the fate of being a chess piece, haha, he has always been on my chessboard."
"If we take action, the traces will be too obvious."
Shen Bailu paused here and looked at Gong Ziyu and said: "Oh, you are an exception."
Gong Ziyu is proficient in too many martial arts.
And each one has been practiced to a very high level.
Not only Shaolin and Wudang, but also Japanese martial arts.
So if he takes action.
Others can’t find him at all.
"Let others play this kind of small game."
"I’ll save my trouble."
Gong Ziyu was unmoved.
At his current age and condition, he should not take action if he can.
"You don’t plan to take action?"
Shen Bailu was stunned, and then asked: "Who can deal with the Yagyu family and the Iga family?"
Gong Ziyu looked at the four beautiful maids. []
Training and training beautiful maids is a decades-old habit.
And he has learned from the past few decades.
It took twenty years to train these four sword servants.
"They?"
Shen Bailu frowned.
Although he had never seen these four beautiful maids take action.
But they also know that their Qinggong and martial arts are not bad.
The question is how strong are they?
After all, they are the Yagyu and Iga families.
"Don’t believe it?"
Gong Ziyu smiled.
He looked at the maids and ordered: "I’ll give you one day to kill Lao Ruyi and muddy the waters completely."
"Yes."
The four maids said in unison.
Before Shen Bailu responded, a cloud of smoke exploded under the four maids.
Then they collectively changed their clothes.
Four ninjas wearing ninja clothes.
Shen Bailu was horrified and asked: "How long have you been preparing for this day?"
"Not much."
"Only twenty years."
Gong Ziyu smiled slightly.
Shen Bailu’s breathing stagnated.
He knew that this senior brother was a man of great talent and ambition.
But he did not expect that after learning a lesson, he could achieve such a goal.
This is twenty years.
How many twenty years can a person have in his life?
"Go ahead."
Gong Ziyu waved his hand.
The four beautiful maids fled directly.
The high level of Qinggong was enough to make countless so-called heroes at that time look at him sideways, or even ashamed.
"The only discomfort is that we have to do it ourselves next."
Gong Ziyu finished speaking.
Make tea by yourself.
Make tea by yourself.
But he seemed to enjoy it. .
