The years when I explored the fairyland

This night was a night of chaos, and also a night of escape and pursuit.

After Hu Yungong died, Qiu Changfeng knew that he had no ability to stop Zhou Wu, and directly issued an order to disperse and escape.

The disciples of Yunya Sword Sect, along with those who joined the Yunya Sword Sect camp, really fled in all directions as if they had exploded.

On the Wenxiang Temple side, of course, they were well prepared. After Mei Jiaoniang gave the order, one by one, the masters of marrow training and the disciples and followers also chased and killed.

Their target was not Hu Yungong, or rather, Hu Yungong was one of their targets.

Then, the disciples and followers brought by Hu Yungong were considered the elite of Yunya Sword Sect, and they had to stay in the territory of Baisha City.

Only by doing this, the purpose of Zhou Wu's trip to Wenxiang Temple could be truly achieved.

Then, they used the entire Baisha City as a battlefield and played a game of escape and pursuit.

On the streets, corners, courtyards, shadows... almost all places could become battlefields!

At this time, the order that Chu Zhou had painstakingly established and maintained became a joke.

It was time to escape, so they were extremely aggressive, and they didn't care about civilians.

As for the patrol team sent by the government office, it was effective, but limited.

They only had some advantages in numbers, but they didn't dare to really intervene in the battle. All they could do was intimidate and provide rescue work wherever they passed.

If they were not careful, they would encounter those powerful masters, such as the battle between the marrow-training warriors, and they might even be affected by the aftermath and have difficulty escaping.

This situation did not improve until Chu Zhou appeared.

The reason was simple. He didn't care who the opponent was, and he directly crushed them with absolute force.

After punching and kicking, these people who attacked recklessly were almost dead, and then they reacted and consciously led the battlefield out of the city.

But Chu Zhou was a person after all. Even if he drove away the marrow-training warriors, the people below were scattered in the city, and he was unable to split them.

They could only turn around again and again, deal with them when they met them, and fight them when they met them.

In this way, they were busy all night, and it was not until the next day that they were a little better.

Those who could escape had already escaped; those who could not escape became a corpse. Even so, Chu Zhou was not idle.

He led four junior brothers to run around for rescue. Many people were trapped under the collapsed houses and had to be rescued.

In this regard, no one was more useful than these human excavators with infinite strength.

After a busy time, another day passed in a hurry.

But even so, they were still not idle. After all, there were those who were smart and chose to hide in the city, and there were also many people from the Wenxiangguan department chasing them.

Two days, in the next two days, there were battles in the city from time to time, and they didn't care about anything when they fought.

Moreover, they also knew that there were masters in the city to maintain order, and they tried to compress the time as much as possible when fighting. After more than ten moves, they couldn't tell the winner, and then they fled again.

Chu Zhou couldn't do anything about them!

Baisha City is so big, and there are only a few masters in the government office, so they are completely powerless.

So, two days later, the left protector of Wenxiang Temple, Jiao Mei Niang, left with a large army, which also means that the chaos in Baisha City has finally come to an end.

Of course, there is also news that Yunya Sword Sect and Wenxiang Temple have officially started a war.

Not only Anyue City, but also in Tianquan County, all counties and cities are almost on the two sides and all fought.

In other words, the end of the chaos in one city foreshadows the arrival of greater chaos.

And this, in essence, is just a struggle between two martial arts sects, but this is the norm in this world.

It is worth mentioning that before the left protector of Wenxiang Temple, Mei Jiao Niang, left, she came to the government office with gongs and drums, found Chu Zhou, and solemnly handed over the invitation.

The official invitation to Wenxiang Temple was made of gold foil, red silk, and embellished with fine gold thread, and finally presented by Mei Jiao Niang herself.

The courtesy was beyond imagination!

Anyway, the county lord, county lieutenant, county magistrate, chief clerk, constable, yamen runners, and even the people of the Wenxiang Temple were all stunned.

Many people even showed expressions of envy and jealousy.

Only Chu Zhou felt like he was sitting on pins and needles, like a thorn in his back, and like a fishbone stuck in his throat, so he had to accept the invitation with a stiff expression.

...

At night,

The highest point of Yuelai Inn, on the eaves and brackets.

There were also three or five dishes and two jars of wine, but this time before the meal started, the drunkard old man Feng Yan seemed to be looking at something rare and was circling around Chu Zhou!

Chu Zhou felt uncomfortable being looked at by him, stretched out his hand to stop him, and said directly: "Old drunkard, believe it or not, if you keep turning like this, I will kick you down."

"What's the point of kicking me? Now the news has spread throughout Baisha City. Oh, no, no, no, it will probably be known by the whole Tianquan County in a few days.

That was the invitation from Zhou Wu himself. Do you know what kind of reputation that is?"

Chu Zhou smiled bitterly: "But I feel like I'm being roasted on the fire!"

Feng Yan poured himself a sip of wine, but sneered and said: "Roast it, as the saying goes, real gold is not afraid of fire!

For those who are in the underworld, if you have strength and reputation, you will naturally have money, power and beauty, and that is a happy life.

I, an old guy, yearn for it very much, but you are still timid, not very cool!"

As he said this, he seemed to remember something and said, "By the way, do you know what nickname you are being passed around?"

"What?"

"Law Protector!"

Chu Zhou's mind was full of questions: "What kind of nickname is this?"

"Buddhism has the angry Vajra, Taoism has the law protector, and when your domineering body technique is deployed, you are three meters tall, extremely powerful, and unparalleled in bravery. And because you are from the Xuanzhen Temple, you belong to Taoism.

So, is this title of 'Law Protector' appropriate?"

"This?"

Chu Zhou thought about it and seemed to think it was really interesting, the drunkard The old man Feng Yan looked at his expression and said, "You should be content, this nickname is good.

Besides, there is a saying in the world that there are only wrong names, but no wrong nicknames.

Yours, I think it is quite appropriate!"

"So you call him the drunkard old man?"

"If you say so, we don't need to chat."

Chu Zhou waved his hand and hurriedly said, "Old drunkard, I came to you today because I have a question to ask..."

"You tell me?"

Feng Yan also sat down, picked up the chopsticks, picked up some braised beef, and prepared to put it in his mouth.

"Do you know what position the worshiper of Wenxiang Temple is?"

"Honorer?"

Feng Yan stopped chewing, he looked up blankly, looked at Chu Zhou, and asked, "Then the invitation invites you as a worshiper?"

Chu Zhou shook his head, "That's not the case!"

As soon as he said this, Feng Yan's body relaxed, but Chu Zhou's words the next second made him even more uncomfortable.

"It's not written on the invitation, but when Zhou Wu of Wenxiang Temple invited me to Anyue City, he did say that he would treat me as a worshiper.

I didn't think much of it at the time, and was ready to refuse, but I didn't refuse. Later, I thought about it and felt that this 'worship' seemed to have a deeper meaning, so I wanted to ask you."

Feng Yan tried hard to swallow the food in his mouth, and then took a big gulp of wine, then stood up and walked forward without saying a word.

Chu Zhou didn't react, raised his hand to grab his clothes, and pulled him back.

"No, you're halfway through your words, why are you leaving?"

"Hey, come back, come back!"

Feng Yan staggered when he was pulled by Chu Zhou, and sat back in his original position, but when he looked up at Chu Zhou, his eyes were full of resentment.

"I don't want to talk anymore. If I continue, I'm afraid you'll piss me off to death!"

"What's there to be angry about? Is it because of this worshiper, or some other important status?"

"Other worshipers are naturally nothing, and are even synonymous with being ostracized, but that's the worshiper of Wenxiang Temple, which is different."

Feng Yan knew that Chu Zhou didn't understand this, so he took another sip of wine and explained in detail: "Wenxiang Temple is not like Yunya Sword Sect. It doesn't have such a long history, and it doesn't have such a powerful inheritance.

Before Zhou Wu, Wenxiang Temple was a Taoist temple, famous for making incense, until Zhou Wu, the god, was accepted. Only when he became a disciple did he really come to the fore.

However, even so, it seemed that there was a period of internal strife. It was not until Zhou Wu achieved innateness and returned that he took back the power and continued to grow and develop.

Until now, it can almost be compared with the Yunya Sword Sect. "

After a pause, he said: "The reason why I say almost is that although Wenxiang Temple has developed rapidly, its foundation is still too shallow.

For example, the Yunya Sword Sect, above the head of the sect, Yun Lie, is said to have masters from the previous generation.

Each realm below it, including the four levels of training marrow, opening meridians, training organs, and muscles, skin and bones, is all for disciples. There are many disciples and talented people.

In this regard, Wenxiang Temple is much worse! "

"Of course, Zhou Wu also used his methods. Since there is not enough time and training, he recruited people from outside.

As long as they have real kung fu and good strength, even if they have poor character or have committed crimes, he will not refuse them and give them excellent treatment.

Therefore, Wenxiang Temple can almost be said to be a place where all kinds of people are mixed. "

Chu Zhou understood it a little bit and asked: "What is the tribute?"

"The tribute is the one with the highest status and the best treatment among these people recruited from outside. , and the most powerful one.

It is said that the hard requirement is to be a congenital warrior! ”

Feng Yan looked at Chu Zhou and said, "So, the number one master in Tianquan County treated you as a congenital warrior.

Yes, do you know what the treatment of this offering is? ”

Chu Zhou shook his head: "How could I know?"

"One of them is the calming incense, and it is one every year! That's right, it was the one I fought for so many days to change.

And you, who got this offering position, will have it every year! ”

At this point, the drunkard stood up again, used Qinggong, and floated out.

Chu Zhou hurriedly said: "Hey, wait, old drunkard, you don't want to eat?"

"What to eat, I'm full of anger!"

The words of the drunkard came in the wind, and the figure had disappeared in the sky, leaving Chu Zhou on the flying eaves and brackets, his thoughts drifting away.

Knowing the meaning of this offering, Chu Zhou was not very happy, but he realized the great crisis of this trip to Tianquan County.

Therefore, I have to think of ways to strengthen my strength!

When this thought came to Chu Zhou, he knew that tonight, he should enter the Heavenly Palace and the Reception Hall.