"The Han Dynasty also has a place to train talents, called Ziwei Palace, which houses thirteen battalions, one of which is the Assassin Battalion, which specializes in assassinations and secret missions." Niu Li explained.
The Thirteenth Battalion of the Han Dynasty and the Ten Pavilions of Wuhuang are places of the same nature. They both train talents for their respective countries. The Han Dynasty attaches great importance to talent training, and the system is more complete than that of Wuhuang Palace.
"It seems that not only the Tianjiao, but also the Han Dynasty have infiltrated in. There are heavy troops on the border and assassins to assassinate them. It's a two-pronged strategy. What a powerful strategy!" Yun Tuoyan frowned.
Liu Sheng, the third prince of the Han Dynasty, is now one of the thirty-six holy sons of the Shinto leader Taize Temple. There is a shadow of Shinto behind the big man, plus the Tianjiao, at least the support of two Taoist ancestors.
"It's too early to draw conclusions now. Let's go up to the mountain temple and have a look first!" Bai Ye said, flapping his wings heavily, the strong wind howled, and shot out like lightning, Yun Tuan and Niu Li Follow up quickly, and if you encounter a ferocious beast occasionally, fight it quickly.
A blue light curtain appeared in the field of vision, covering an area on the top of the mountain. This should be the divine light that Niu Li said. As soon as he stepped into the divine light, Bai Ye felt calm, as if he was walking in Yunyan Village. Same, kind and peaceful.
"It's safe." Niu Li breathed a sigh of relief. As the lord of a city, he held a humane official position. He had the power to restrain evil spirits in the mortal world, and could even suppress 30% of the power of creatures other than human beings. But there are limits.
Not far away, an ancient and vicissitudes of temple stands in the center of the mountain top. The cloud patterns on the walls made of holy gold and ambergris have become decayed and mottled, full of traces of time.
The temple door opened with a creak, and a nine-foot middle-aged man walked out. He was dressed in a dark, four-clawed python robe. He had an ordinary appearance and two fist-sized meatballs on his head. He looked unusual. figure.
You must know that the black dragon robe is the symbol of the former Qin Shi Huang, the only one in the world. Even the later King Xiang of Han made dragon robes in other colors.
And the python robe is a symbol of the prince. After the First Emperor unified the world, he divided the eighteen princes into feudal princes, among whom there was absolutely no Jiuying Demon Lord.
The middle-aged man in the python robe was none other than the Nine Infant Demon King. He came up to him with an easy-going look, glanced at the three of them, and then turned his attention to Bai Ye, who was standing in the middle and half a step forward, and thought to himself : Such a familiar smell.
"The disciples of Wuhuang Palace, Bai Ye, Yun Tuan, and Niu Li, have met Master Shan Shen!" Bai Ye and the other three bowed to the Jiuying Demon Lord as monks and said respectfully. Regardless of their seniority, he is theirs. Senior, this is a living ancient legend.
The middle-aged man in the python robe laughed and returned the gift, looked at Bai Ye and said: "So the treasure that Brother Hua mentioned is you. Yes, you will be feared!"
He was lucky enough to meet the First Emperor. A few times, he could not evaluate that man, but he agreed with Dugu Gantian's comment: There has never been anyone like him before, and there will never be anyone like him in the future. There is no one like him before or after.
Yun Tuan and Niu Li didn’t know what he meant, but Bai Ye was shocked. This was his secret. Once it was exposed,Lu will bring him a fatal disaster, and the Hua brother he talks about should be his master Wang Hua.
"Sir, we are here this time because of the missing food and grass. What do you know, sir?" Bai Ye blinked and changed the subject.
His voice was respectful. Jiuying Demon Lord was a well-known figure for a long time. He was by no means an opponent and should be treated with caution.
Since ancient times, with strength comes dignity. This is an eternal truth. Strength can be wealth, beauty, or wisdom.
"No rush, sit down and have a glass of wine, it won't take much time." The young man in the python robe waved his hand, and a mahogany table and four wooden stools appeared out of thin air beside him. On the table were placed A white jade wine flask and four exquisite moiré wine glasses.
The middle-aged man in Mangpao picked up the flask and poured wine. The wine was fragrant and fragrant. He said slowly: "This wine is called Wu Gou. It is the eighth of the top ten famous wines in the world. There was a poem saying: Why don't men bring Wu Gou?" Hook, collect the fifteen states of Guanshan. That's it."
"Wine is also ranked?"
Bai Ye is interested. He is also a good drinker, but he doesn't know about wine. There is also a ranking. In his eyes, Nuerhong is already the best wine. It is as sweet as fire in the mouth and can withstand the aftertaste.
After filling four glasses, the middle-aged man in Mangpao gently put down the wine bottle. His aura changed like a sharp knife unsheathed, and said: "Of course there is a ranking. There is no shortage of people who do good things in this world. A world without beauties is not the best." In the world, a river and a lake without good wine is not a river and lake. Other roads are always declining, but the wine road is always flourishing."
He stretched out his hand to indicate to the three of them to drink, and then he picked up a glass and took a sip. , closed his eyes, with a face full of intoxication, smacked his lips and drank it all in one gulp.
Bai Ye felt itchy like a cat scratching his heart. He took the first step to pick up a glass of wine. He imitated the middle-aged man in the python robe and put it to his lips and took a sip. He frowned, feeling sour and bitter that he almost vomited it out. .
"Swallow it slowly, follow it down your throat, and feel it flowing in your body..." The middle-aged man's words rang in his ears, and Bai Ye swallowed them with a grimace, as if he was choking in his throat. It was painful to the stomach.
"It's so bitter. Can this be considered a famous wine?"
Bai Ye frowned. The bitterness was nothing, but this wine made him even more confused. It was so unpleasant to drink. Considered a famous wine?
The middle-aged man in the python robe signaled him not to be anxious. After a while, a warmth rose from his stomach. A warm and fragrant fragrance spread from the stomach to the whole body, and finally returned to the brain. The white night seemed to be in a fairyland, which could not be felt for a long time. After extricating himself, the middle-aged man in the python robe woke him up, but Bai Ye's mood could not calm down for a long time.
"The king of Yue lay down on the firewood and tasted the courage. After all the hardships, the joy came. This is the true taste of this wine!" The middle-aged man in the robe said with a smile.
Bai Ye was shocked. He had read the story of the King of Yue. What shocked him the most was the sentence "Three thousand Yue Jia can swallow Wu". He yearned for these heroes.
Yun Tuan and Niu Li also took a sip and drank it with grimaces. They were both not good at drinking, so naturally they didn't understand the fun. Bai Ye secretly wasted two glasses of good wine.
The middle-aged man in the python robe waved his sleeves and disappeared, including the wine and the table. He said: "Wu Zheng's wine is strong and has a lot of energy left. One cup is your limit."
Indeed, Bai Ye A little drunk, but still sober, I heard the middle-aged man in python say with a smile: "You are a good drinker like them, but their ability to drink is much better than you."
Bai Ye noticed his words. The 'them' in the middle asked doubtfully: "Who are they? Your friends?"
"That's right!"
The Jiuying Demon Lord's eyes suddenly became dazed, as if he was lost in memories. Whispered: "The three giants who once covered the sky, one was Tao, the second was Tianxia, and the third was Jianghu. Now Tao has passed away, leaving only Tianxia and Jianghu. Beiliang, Beiliang, I hope you can join hands with Brother Hua again... ..."
No one knows what his words mean. Perhaps only some giants of the ancient ancestors who have lived for countless thousands of years know. Bai Ye guesses that the three giants must be three people, one representing Tao, one representing the world, and one representing the world. In Jianghu, the person representing Tao is now dead, and the relationship between the remaining two people does not seem to be very good.
"Well, if you have time in the future, go to Beiliang. There are people you want to see and people who want to see you there." The middle-aged man in the python robe stared at Bai Ye with complicated eyes for a while, and sighed. tone.
"I will go."
Beiliang was where his master Wang Hua asked him to go before he left the mountain. However, he entered the Demon Sect by mistake and later found out that his master was He was asked to cultivate humanity, and Beiliang was a holy land of humanity. Even the Han Dynasty only gave him symbolic officials and lands. In name, Beiliang belonged to the Han Dynasty, but in fact it was autonomous.