Chapter 2 Chapter One

This is a courtyard, a very inconspicuous small courtyard. It is located in the messy alleys of the capital, without the slightest conspicuous place.Surrounding it are almost identical courtyards and alleys, scattered among them, like a drop of water falling into a glass of water, even if someone walks past it, they will never take a second look at it. All kinds of people lived in it and its neighboring courtyards, some were candidates who came to Beijing to catch the exam, some were businessmen wandering around the capital, some were local aborigines, and some were jugglers.They make up the idle and messy dawn, noon and dusk of the capital, everything seems so ordinary.

Juzi came from Hunan, the merchants were from Fujian, the local aborigines had lived there for seventeen or eighteen generations, and the jugglers had been renting a small courtyard in embarrassment. Everyone has roots, where they come from and where they are going. Everyone can trace back from thirty to forty years old, to seventeen or eighteen, and then to childhood. , However, there is still a context that can be clearly traced. If there are enough clues, it can be traced that these yards all belonged to the same person twenty years ago: King Wuyue. Now, they still belong to him, but in name, they have become juren, merchants, natives, and jugglers.

Only the most inconspicuous courtyard in the center still only belonged to King Wuyue. He only comes here once. Because here, the most hidden.Juren, merchants, natives, and jugglers were obviously all placed by King Wuyue long ago. They were the eyes and ears of King Wuyue. Once King Wuyue entered this courtyard, within a mile of it, it became a restricted area.They will do everything possible to prevent anyone from entering it.When necessary, do not hesitate to kill. King Wu Yue would only come to such a hard-working place.Then, the courtyard was abandoned and never used again.What King Wuyue wants is absolute safety, no one will be able to detect it, no one will be able to find out.

Because, what he met was people from the rivers and lakes. Master Tanzong looked around, he was very satisfied, he couldn't think of any place in the world that was more secretive than this place.There may not be tens of thousands of courtyards like this in the capital, who can check them all?What's more, there are so many people scattered outside the courtyard, Juren, merchants, natives, and jugglers, they are all masters carefully trained by King Wuyue. Whenever there is any trouble, they will definitely carry out the most accurate and rapid sniping. In such a place, the safety is even higher than that of Shaolin Temple and Wuyue Palace.

Master Tanzong nodded slightly.There must be a place like this to talk about that matter. That event was enough to shock the entire martial arts world. He considered the words, but couldn't wait to speak: "You want to kill Zhuo Wangsun?" King Wuyue played with the cup in his hand. It was a crystal clear amber cup filled with blood-red wine.He was wearing a light robe, reclining on the grand master's chair, looking very leisurely. "Yes, as long as Zhuo Wangsun is eliminated, there will be no one in this world who can rival me." He paused, and looked at Master Tanzong with a smile: "Then the master can enjoy the glory and wealth in peace."

Master Tan Zong clasped his hands together, and said with compassion: "What kind of glory and wealth, I have no chance to become a monk." King Wuyue smiled lightly and said: "Then what about the Shaolin Temple? The Shaolin Temple is always destined to be with the master, right? If the master helps me succeed, I will definitely help the Shaolin Temple become the largest school in the world. The master should always understand that neither Zhuo Wangsun nor Yang Yizhi has any special interest in the Shaolin Temple. of." Grandmaster Tanzong's long white eyebrows raised his eyebrows, and King Wuyue's words undoubtedly touched the only remaining desire in his heart.His lifelong wish is to see Shaolin Temple become the leader of the Righteous Path again, and the world will be respected.That's right, neither Yang Yizhi nor Zhuo Wangsun can help him realize this wish, but the King of Wuyue in front of him...

Kill Zhuo Wangsun? So what?If Huayinge didn't buy the righteous way, he would have become half an enemy long ago.So what if he was killed? Master Tan Zong pondered for a moment, only felt that this transaction was not harmful to him at all, and was about to agree, when suddenly, a thought popped up, and he couldn't help but blurted out: "Where is President Yang? He will never allow me to do such a thing!" How easy is it to kill Zhuo Wangsun?That will be a bloodbath! Unexpectedly, King Wuyue smiled lightly and said: "President Yang? Don't worry about him. Maybe the old Zen master will never see him in the Central Plains again in his life."

Master Tan Zong's body shook, seeing the unpredictable and profound smile on King Wuyue's face, he couldn't help secretly rejoicing that he didn't choose to be his enemy just now! Master Tanzong naturally knows how high Yang Yizhi's cultivation is.Even Zhuo Wangsun may not be able to capture and kill him.The implication behind King Wuyue's words is that Yang Yizhi has been wiped out of the Central Plains, so why doesn't this surprise him? Master Tan Zong was a cautious person, he muttered again: "What kind of person is Zhuo Wangsun? The prince will definitely not despise him. I'm afraid it may not be possible to kill him just by joining forces between Shaolin Temple and Wuyue Palace."

He glanced at King Wuyue.At the Songshan Conference that day, King Wuyue was defeated by King Zhuo Sun Jiandi, that is a fact known to all the world.The heroes of the world are afraid of Zhuo Wangsun, of course it is because of the century-old foundation of Huaying Pavilion. However, it is because of Zhuo Wangsun's Chunshui swordsmanship that he is invincible in the world. Above the rivers and lakes, the strong are king.Zhuo Wangsun's martial arts are much higher than theirs, don't kill him, you will suffer from it instead.Master Tanzong's scruples are also reasonable. King Wuyue smiled faintly and said, "What the master said is true. It's just that we still have helpers."

He clapped his hands lightly.The door of the back room was opened, and several people came out. The first person was a foreign monk, his upper body was naked, and his skin was pitch black, like fine iron.He closed his eyes tightly, clasped his palms together, and put them on his chest, his face full of sorrow.When King Wuyue saw him, he was even more respectful than when he met Master Tanzong. He got up to greet him, and introduced him, "This is Venerable Mo Ke, known as the number one eminent monk outside the region." Venerable Mo Ke's title Master Tanzong had never heard of it, but the title of the number one eminent monk outside the territory made him a little uncomfortable.

The king of Wuyue observed his words and knew his thoughts, and then introduced: "The eminent monk Zarajena who crossed the river and came to the Central Plains more than ten years ago is the Venerable's younger brother." Mentioning the name of Zarajena, Master Tanzong couldn't help but feel moved.At the Dongting General Assembly that year, Zarajena asked the Central Plains, and almost killed the general assembly to flow into rivers of blood.If Yang Yizhi hadn't fought hard with his sword, I'm afraid that the righteous elites would all perish in one battle. Venerable Mo Ke is a senior brother of Jalayana, and he must have a higher level of cultivation.With this great help, Grandmaster Tanzong couldn't help but increase his confidence greatly. The second person is an old man, but his appearance is extremely quaint, his body is spotless, and he is holding a plum blossom in his hand, floating like a god left behind. Before King Wuyue introduced him, the old man said indifferently: "Shen Yun, don't you know me?" Master Tanzong was shocked.Shen Yun is his common name in the world. He became a monk at the age of thirteen. Few people in this world know his common name!He stared at the old man carefully, and suddenly, he turned over and fell to the ground, knelt down and said, "Old Immortal! You are finally willing to live in the mortal world!" The old man smiled and said, "Get up." Grandmaster Tan Zong stood up joyfully, and said: "It's a matter now, the old god must come to Shaolin Temple for a while, so that the younger generation can do their best." The old man shook his head lightly, and said, "I came because of some past karma. I can't stay in the world of mortals for too long." After finishing speaking, his long eyebrows drooped, and he never looked at Master Tanzong again.Master Tanzong didn't dare to disturb him, and turned his gaze to King Wuyue. King Wuyue's smile remained unchanged, and he turned to the third person. The third person is a Miao man. His body is covered with all kinds of silverware, mixed with colorful silk, which is extremely bright and eye-catching.But his face was extremely ugly, so ugly that people couldn't take a second look.The skin on the face showed a strange color, and it seemed to be wriggling non-stop. With the concentration of Master Tanzong, he couldn't help but feel a little disgusted. King Wuyue laughed and said, "This is Gu Qinggan, the master of Wuyun Cave. You two need to get closer." Gu Qinggan raised his hand and said coldly, "Master." Master Tanzong felt unspeakably uncomfortable, and raised his hand to salute, and hurriedly backed away. King Wuyue said with a smile: "Master Gudong is here to take back some things that belonged to him." Gu Qinggan said hoarsely: "Seven Zen Gu." Master Tanzong's face immediately sank.The name of Seven Chan Gu almost shocked the world.It is rumored that the Seven Zen Gu is a Gu in fantasy, the king of all Gu.With the Seven Zen Gu in hand, no matter how high an expert is, he will surely die.With the help of the Seven Zen Gu, Qiu Du, a scholar who was born in the world back then, caused a bloody storm in the world. Xin Tieshi only relied on a few of the Seven Zen Gu, and almost defeated the number one master, Yu Changkong, the then master of the Huayin Pavilion. Could it be that the Seven Zen Gu fell into Zhuo Wangsun's hands? This Gu Qinggan knew that Zhuo Wangsun had the Seven Zen Gu in his hand, and he was the number one master today, so he dared to come to challenge him. Could it be that in the Miao people's god and demon cave, Ling Ling hid a monster that is more powerful than the Seven Zen Gu? ? Master Tanzong couldn't help but took another step back, not daring to stand too close to him. Among the people who walked out, there was only one left.His whole body was wrapped in a black robe, and his face could not be seen clearly.When Master Tan Zong looked at him, the black robe slowly lifted up, and a hand that was as thin as a stick and almost as dry as a bone stretched out, accompanied by an extremely sharp voice: "Wang Tong." Master Tanzong was stunned.This name is too common, it should never belong to this ghostly person.He stared at the man, and there was no movement under the black robe, only the hand was stretched out, as if waiting for his reply.Grandmaster Tan Zong folded his hands together and bowed to salute. Suddenly, a gust of cold air hit his face. He was startled suddenly, and hurriedly backed away. Suddenly, there was a vast expanse of whiteness in front of him, and the cold air condensed and formed in the air, stabbing down at him like a sharp sword!Grandmaster Tanzong had no way to retreat, so he had no choice but to use Buddhist Qigong, shouted loudly, and struck the cold sword.The cold sword disappeared into nothingness at this moment. Heipao Wangtong sighed sharply: "Your martial arts are much worse than Shifang's little bald donkey. How can you join forces with us?" King Wuyue smiled and said: "But Master Tanzong is the head of Shaolin, this name alone is enough." Master Tan Zong was attacked by the cold sword and was in a terrible state of embarrassment. At this time, he felt a little ashamed. When he was about to walk away, he couldn't bear the generous reward promised by the King of Wuyue, so he could only ask embarrassingly: "What does the lord want me to do?" King Wuyue's smile gradually disappeared, and his bearded face became more and more solemn. Tanzong, Venerable Mo Ke, Old Man Plum Blossom, Gu Qinggan, and the black-robed king all fell silent. Obviously, these words are the most important words. The focus of this meeting. King Wuyue said in a deep voice: "If you want to kill Zhuo Wangsun, you must lure him out of the Huayin Pavilion. If he is in the Huayin Pavilion, even if all the world's masters gather together, they may not be able to kill him! Therefore, the first The first step is to get him out of the Huayin Pavilion!" Master Tan Zong pondered: "Except for the last martial arts conference, Pavilion Master Huayin seldom shows up in Jianghu. This first step alone is never easy to achieve!" King Wuyue smiled and said, "Precisely this point is the easiest to achieve." He said leisurely: "The death of the three elders of Wudang has set off a big murder in Jianghu. Leader Yang and Zhuo Wangsun agreed for a period of three months, and then they will gather on Songshan Mountain to find the real murderer. Now, leader Yang has found the murderer. As long as he sends a letter, Zhuo Wangsun will definitely leave Huayin Pavilion and go to Songshan Mountain!" Master Tanzong raised his brows, and said in astonishment: "President Yang?" His voice suddenly became harsh: "You... Didn't you say that he will never set foot in the Central Plains again?" King Wuyue smiled: "Although the former leader Yang is nowhere to be seen, this one just happens to be of use to us." He clapped his hands lightly. A person walked out slowly from behind the curtain. Tan Zong's pupils suddenly shrank. The person in front of him is dressed in white clothes better than snow, and his face is as clear as the bright moon, he is exactly the same as Yang Yizhi. It's just that his eyes are a little hollow, looking a little dull. This person walked slowly to the middle of the hall, and said in a deep voice: "The murderer has been found, it is Zhuo Wangsun." After finishing his sentence, he retreated into the curtain, as if he appeared here just to say this sentence. One sentence is enough to plunge the entire martial arts world into a bloody storm. Tan Zong was stunned, and looked at King Wuyue suspiciously, not knowing what was wrong with it. King Wuyue seemed to see his doubts, and laughed loudly: "The mystery here is not what the Zen master wants to consider. As long as it is on the Songshan Mountain, if this word comes from the mouth of the leader Yang, even if Zhuo Wangsun does not believe it, people in the world will not believe it." I believe it. At that time, the heroes of the world will besiege. Even if Zhuo Wangsun has three heads and six arms, he may not be able to escape. Even if he can escape, it must be the end of his strength. By then, the six of us will form a killing array..." He couldn't help laughing wildly. Master Tanzong, Venerable Moke, Old Man Plum Blossom, Gu Qinggan, Heipao Wangtong, and King Wuyue, all of them are top talents in the world. Even if only the six of them work together, Zhuo Wangsun may not be able to win, let alone on the right way. After the siege. This battle must be won. The six of them couldn't help but smile.Their reasons are different, but the goal is the same, that is: Zhuo Wangsun must die! King Wuyue laughed long and loudly, looking extremely proud. At this time, a sudden sneer came. King Wuyue's long smile stopped suddenly. A light green shirt suddenly caught everyone's eyes. Outside the hall is the hall, and outside the hall is the courtyard. In the courtyard is a small pond covered with lotus coins. This green shirt, like a leisurely walk in the courtyard, skims over the lotus coins without even a single trace of water. This green shirt appeared too abruptly and was too startled, the six of them stared blankly at him, unable to realize what was going on for a while. The blue shirt moved, and Xiao Ran came.Passing through the courtyard and entering the hall, walking through the hall and entering the hall, amidst the shock of everyone, the visitor sat down slowly on the gilt-painted chair in the middle of the hall. King Wuyue exclaimed like a thunderbolt: "Zhuo Wangsun!" Zhuo Wangsun looked sideways at him slightly, with a mocking arc on his mouth: "I'm not in Huayin Pavilion, how dare you kill me?" King Wuyue couldn't help but flew back three steps. Suddenly, the figures of Tanzong, Moke, Meihua, Qinggan, and Wang Tong flashed. They all stood in a row and looked at Zhuo Wangsun nervously. How did the alien evil star enter this secret room? How dare he enter! Zhuo Wangsun looked at King Wuyue's panic and sighed lightly.His fingers tapped lightly on the gold-painted patterns on the grand master's chair, and he leaned slightly on the armrest, taking the most elegant and comfortable posture. His face, stained by a smile, was so warm, like the sunshine shining into the hall. Word for word. "You, dare to kill me?" Murderous aura, like the eternally silent snow peak, permeated with that light and leisurely smile, making the room so cold in an instant. The king of Wuyue couldn't help having an illusion that wealth, fame, power, and respect were all as cheap as dirt in front of this man.If there is a king in this world, he is the only king; if there is a god in this world, he is the only god. His smile and his posture are so calm and gentle, without the slightest aggressiveness.Even, his slender fingers just followed the gold-painted pattern on the red sandalwood armrest, and tapped lightly and softly. He, like a belated guest, walks through the grand banquet, through the room full of guests, and walks straight to the highest seat that has been vacant for him for a long time, talking and laughing freely in the eyes of everyone. But you can only prostrate on the ground, bearing the suffocation of death, every slight sound from his fingertips seems to knock on your heart, cracking the lines of panic. King Wuyue's hands trembled slightly, and he stared at Zhuo Wangsun who was sitting in the middle. His demeanor, his demeanor, are all the royal aura that he has been pursuing so hard.But now, all of this is in his house, but not him. This man can easily deprive him of everything and leave him with nothing. Where this man appears, everything belongs to him only. King Wuyue stared at Zhuo Wangsun, and couldn't help voicing out his doubts: "You... how do you know about this place?" Zhuo Wangsun smiled lightly, as if this question was not worth asking at all.The secret place that the king of Wuyue has carefully planned for decades seems to be worthless in his eyes. "There are no absolute secrets in the world...especially secret places." He smiled and looked at King Wuyue. No matter how gentle the sun is, his smile is always so cold. "Because, you have to go in. I don't need to find any secret place, I just need to find you." This is undoubtedly the common flaw of all secret places in the world.The secret place that King Wuyue worked so hard to create had no flaws at all, and the only flaw was himself. Because he has to go in. Once entered, this secret place is no longer secret.Because, the noble king of Wuyue should not have appeared in such a dilapidated alley. King Wu Yue's teeth were almost bleeding.He valued and valued this enemy again and again, but still underestimated him. Zhuo Wangsun, is there any mystery in the world that you cannot see through?Is there anyone you can't beat? Zhuo Wangsun moved his eyes slowly. "one two three four five six……" "There are so many people, how many should I kill?" Knuckles tapped lightly on the red sandalwood armrest, like a warm greeting. King Wuyue took a deep breath. He shouldn't be afraid. Grandmaster Tanzong, Venerable Mo Ke, Old Man Plum Blossom, Gu Qinggan, Heipao Wang Tong, and himself, these six people should not be afraid of anyone in the world. It's the same even if Zhuo Wangsun comes in person! He smiled coldly and said: "Damn it's you!" Zhuo Wangsun ignored it, his eyes fell on the first of the six people in sequence. "Master Tanzong, I won't kill you. You can go." Tan Zong's body trembled, let him go?Why?He looked hesitantly at Zhuo Wangsun, then at King Wuyue. A trace of sullenness flashed across King Wuyue's face. This is his territory, and he should be the only one who can call the shots! Master Tanzong opened his mouth, wanting to say something. Suddenly the hall was cold, Zhuo Wangsun said coldly: "Say one more word, and you will never leave." Master Tanzong choked, and hurriedly pressed his hand to his mouth.He glanced at King Wuyue out of the corner of his eye. King Wuyue's face sank like water, and he didn't say a word. Master Tanzong finally stomped his feet and fled out of the door like a fly.