I have a role in the heavens

There was a hint of reluctance in Yu Wenhua's cold eyes. He was only one step away from obtaining the "Secret of Immortality". He struggled to kill Shi Long, the number one master in Yangzhou. Unexpectedly, he was stabbed by two gangsters and picked off. After picking up the fruit, he snorted angrily and turned back to Yangzhou City. He wanted to mobilize the warships and pursue Fu Junzhuo and the others.

Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling couldn't control themselves when they looked at the powerful Fu Junzhuo. They respected him like a god and had to worship him to express their inner admiration.

Suddenly, the bamboo fence above Fu Junzhuo's head tore into pieces and shot into the river. Tan's mouth opened and a blood arrow spit out. His body became limp and weak. He immediately sat down cross-legged, preparing to treat his internal injuries.

When Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling saw this, they exclaimed and rushed toward Fu Junzhuo, with worried looks on their faces.

Fu Junzhuo waved his hand with a strong wind and pushed the two back. He looked at them indifferently and flatly refused their approach, saying coldly.

"Don't come near me!"

Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling stared blankly at Fu Junzhuo, who was sitting cross-legged and adjusting his breathing with his eyes closed. They didn't know what to do for a moment. The fishing boat drifted with the river wind, farther and farther away from Yangzhou.

Not far away, Hou Xibai stood on a small boat, recalling the scene he had just seen, and ordered the boatman to follow him. However, he opened the Baimei fan, splashed ink with his pen, and sketched Fu Junzhuo's portrait.

A woman in white clothes stands on a lonely boat on the river, holding a sword. She has a graceful figure and a heroic demeanor. Her beautiful face is full of coldness, indifferent yet determined. A small mole at the corner of her mouth is particularly charming and charming. Sharp and sharp, what a female swordsman.

Hou Xibai put away his brush and stood up, looking at the woman on the fan. She was both spiritual and lifelike, with an inexplicable edge coming out of the painting that made people's hair stand on end. Hou Xibai nodded with satisfaction, put away the fan, and pinned it to his waist. He stood with his hands behind his hands and looked at Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling on the fishing boat not far away. His eyes were shining with light, and he didn't know what he was thinking. .

After a long time, a sigh sounded above the river and spread far away. Hou Xibai sighed.

"Isn't the golden scale just a thing in the pond? It transforms into a dragon when encountering the storm!"

Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling are both extremely talented and savvy, but they wasted their years because they were born as orphans. Now they have obtained the "Secret of Immortality" and met Fu Junzhuo. It was the fate of these two that they will transform into dragons. , soaring in the nine heavens on the wind, stirring up changes in the world.

Danyang City is the largest city upstream of Yangzhou City. It is the only way from the inland to Yangzhou City and then to the sea. Its importance is second only to Yangzhou. Of course, it owes it to the Grand Canal that runs from north to south.

The scenery in the city is unique, with rivers criss-crossing the rivers. Hundreds of stone arch bridges are erected on the rivers. People live by the water. Residential houses are scattered in rows and rows. Streets are formed by water, cities are formed by water, and roads are formed by water. Water, roads, bridges, The houses are integrated into one, creating a quiet and simple water city scenery, as tender as water.

The pier in the west of the city was full of people boarding the boats. On the entire river, there were only big boats coming from the west, but not heading west.

Hou Xibai stood on the pier, looking at the merchant ships filling the river, thinking thoughtfully. Li Zitong's rebel army in the East China Sea had just crossed the Huai River, formed an alliance with Du Fuwei, defeated the Sui Division, and sent an army to the south. Directly forcing Liyang. If Liyang is attacked, the Yangtze River waterway traffic will be cut off, so now everyone adopts a wait-and-see attitude and dares to go west only after seeing the situation clearly.

A handsome and graceful young man, half a head taller than Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling. He is not weak at all. His spine is straight and his shoulders are straight. Although he is dressed as a scholar, he has a sword on his waist. Although the sword is hidden However, there was a sharp edge coming out of the sheath, giving people a feeling of superb martial arts. He looked at the confused Fu Junzhuo and the three of them and couldn't help but speak.

"Are the three of you waiting for the boat?"

Fu Junzhuo was dressed in white, holding a sharp sword in his hand, his eyes full of indifference. Hearing the sound, he looked at the young master with a stern expression and said in a cold voice.

"What do our own affairs have to do with you?"

This well-dressed young man was very gentle and did not back down because of Fu Junzhuo's bad attitude. He bowed and apologized.

"Beautiful Tang Tu, I, Master Song, would like to apologize in advance. I didn't dare to disturb you, but I saw that the girl seemed to be puzzled by the fact that the river boats were turning back one after another, so I ventured to inquire. I had no other intention."

Fu Junzhuo saw that Song Shidao's attitude was sincere and gentle, and seemed to have only good intentions. His expression softened slightly, his coldness subsided a bit, and he still spoke distantly.

"Say it!"

Fu Junzhuo's attitude was definitely not good, but Song Shidao felt like hearing the sound of heaven, and a hint of joy flashed in his eyes. When he was dining in the restaurant, he saw Fu Junzhuo and the other three, and fell in love with the Rakshasa girl at first sight. Before leaving, he did not forget to help Pay the bill.

Now that they saw Fu Junzhuo and the other two people encountering difficulties on the dock, they were even more delighted and took the initiative to ask for acquaintance.

Song Shidao told the story about the rebel army's defeat of the Sui navy. Seeing the anxious look on Fu Junzhuo's face, he hurriedly said with courtesy.

"If the girl doesn't mind, you can take the boat below. I guarantee that even if you encounter bandits, you won't be disturbed."

Song Shidao's words were loud. After all, Li Zitong and Du Fuwei were not even looked down upon by Emperor Yang Guang of the Sui Dynasty, but he had just spoken so confidently, so he must have something to rely on.

Fu Junzhuo's beautiful eyes were thoughtful, and his pretty face was a little more cautious. He looked Song Shidao up and down, frowned slightly, and said.

"You dare to say that, you must be from an extraordinary background, so that even Li Zitong and Du Fuwei dare not offend!"

Song Shidao's handsome face was a little more proud, and he said seriously.

"The family still has a bit of a reputation. As long as the family flag is hung on the ship, friends on the road will still give some face!"

Song Shidao said with great humility. The Lingnan Song Clan, the head of the four great sects, had more than a slight reputation. Even Du Fuwei, a master master, did not dare to offend the Heavenly Sword Song Que, and had already shown that he should stay away. Awe.

Fu Junzhuo glanced at the two Kou Zhong with cold eyes. If they took the waterway and crossed Liyang, even Yu Wenhuaji would not be able to catch up. It would be safer, so he was a little tempted, but he had scruples and did not want to owe a favor. , pondered for a long time without uttering a word.

Song Shidao was very discerning and saw Fu Junzhuo's strategy and said quickly.

"Girl, if you don't leave today, the Yangtze River waterway may not be open for several months. Wouldn't it be a waste of time!"

When Fu Junzhuo heard this, his mind moved slightly. He finally made up his mind and asked with a slightly gentler tone.

"In that case, I would like to thank Mr. Song. I wonder where your boat is?"

Song Shidao was overjoyed and quickly led the way towards the Song family's boat.

Seeing this, Hou Xibai moved his steps slightly, walked out of the crowd, came to a few people, and spoke.

"Mr. Song, since you are so enthusiastic, I wonder if you can take me as an idler with you?"

Song Shidao looked at Hou Xibai who suddenly appeared. He was not angry at all. He showed good cultivation and responded happily.

"We are destined to meet each other. If you don't dislike this young master, of course you can!"

The four ships set sail and headed westward against the current. These four boats were the private boats used by the Song Dynasty to traffic in sea salt.

At this time, the government was in ruins, and the Song family relied on its popularity in the south to easily get through all the links and openly traffic in sea salt. If any officials dare to investigate, they will use various intimidation methods to deal with it, and even carry out secret assassinations, which can always be settled. Even the rebels from various places will not dare to offend the Song family's flag when they see it, so as not to create a strong enemy.

Hou Xibai followed Fu Junzhuo and others, and also found a separate room on the boat. He was admiring the hundreds of beautiful pictures he had drawn during this period. There were mountain elves like Shi Qingxuan, who were carefree; there were high-ranking people like Song Yuhua. The ladies are gentle and noble; there is the master concubine Xuan and the fairy in white, who is stunning and holy; the demon girl Wan Wan is charming and coquettish; the little phoenix of the Dugu family is dressed in red and has a sharp sword, and is extremely sharp, etc. These women are all the heroines of the world, and they will not let them go. Men are even better than men.

Hou Xibai's five senses were sharp, and he suddenly heard the voices of Fu Junzhuo and the others from the room not far away. He showed a surprised look. Unexpectedly, there was an unexpected surprise. He heard the "Nine Mysteries" written by Master Yijian Fu Cailin. , it really takes no effort at all.

"The lower one keeps the form, the upper one keeps the spirit, the spirit is like God, and the sign is like movement. The movement of opportunity is inseparable from its emptiness. This emptiness is very empty, but it is an emptiness that is not empty. It is done quietly, and its coming cannot be met, and its going cannot be Chase. Welcome it and follow it, and reconcile it with unintentional intention. This is the first level of the profound way."

"Maybe you understand what this means?"

Fu Junzhuo's voice was much softer than before, and could even be called gentle, which was very consistent with the Rakshasa woman's temperament.

"Mom, what's so difficult about this? It's so easy!"

"Isn't it just from the visible method to the invisible method? When the opportunity comes, you will come into contact with the invisible treasure house that you know and have in your body, and the divine mechanism will be activated, and then you will control it with unintentional thoughts. If you use it, you can develop his mother's true energy."

Hou Xibai couldn't help but secretly nod when he heard Kou Zhong's interpretation of "Nine Mysteries". No matter how Kou Zhong deceives people in the future, his understanding is indeed amazing. This kind of martial arts wisdom and knowledge has surpassed ordinary masters. It can be said that his talent is given by heaven. He is worthy of being the son of fate and the protagonist of the world.

"The meaning of unintentional should refer to the state of mind that is intentional or unintentional, so it is empty but not empty, it is done quietly, and it cannot be met when it comes, and it cannot be chased when it goes."

Xu Ziling also spoke about his understanding, and his wisdom and understanding were not weaker than Kou Zhong's.

Hou Xibai understood the first level of the Nine Mysteries in detail, his wisdom shone, and he constantly considered the realm behind it. He deduced all the secrets of the skills one after another. If Fu Junzhuo heard Hou Xibai's deduction of the "Nine Mysteries" , you will find that compared with Fu Cailin's version, although the intention is the same, both are self-aware and self-sufficient, and do not ask for help from others, but Hou Xibai's method has many more subtleties, and has gone beyond the stereotypes and reached a higher level. The realm integrates heaven and man, and incorporates selflessness and impermanence. It is a magical method that can break the void and transcend the world. It is not weaker than the four great books.

In the evening, Song Shidao set up a banquet in the cabin, which was simple but grand. A man and a woman were also present.

The man is about forty years old, but he has white hair and a beautiful silver-white beard. However, he does not show signs of aging at all. He is graceful and majestic, with a noble bearing, and his demeanor is very humble and polite.

The woman is about twenty-five or six years old. She is quite charming. Her attitude towards the man is intimate, and her expression and body are very sultry, giving people a somewhat undecent feeling.

After Song Shidao's introduction, it turned out that the man was "Silver Beard" Song Lu, a famous master of the Song Dynasty. He was famous in the south of the Yangtze River for his self-created "Silver Dragon Abduction Technique". He was Song Shidao's clan uncle and one of the core figures of the Song Dynasty. The woman's name is Liu Jing, and she is Song Lu Xina's concubine. As for her origin, she has not revealed her origin.

Hou Xibai's eyes were filled with sparkling light, and he looked at Liu Jing, thoughtfully, with a smile on his lips. It was interesting that he was from the Yingui sect. What the Yingui sect was best at was going to major universities. The forces are filled with women, some overt and some covert, all of whom are pawns of the Yingui faction. The existence of these pawns has given the Yingui faction many more allies.

Song Lu was very knowledgeable. After taking a look at Fu Junzhuo, he saw some clues. He laughed loudly and asked.

"Miss Fu, you are a reserved person. She has the inheritance of excellent martial arts, and the style of her sword is also full of exotic sentiments. I wonder who the master is, who actually trained such a brilliant person like this girl?"

Song Lu was different from Song Shidao. He was wary of Hou Xibai and others. He asked about their identities and wanted to judge the relationship between enemies and friends.

Fu Junzhuo was stirring up trouble in the Central Plains, and he was from Goguryeo. He had a blood feud with the Sui Dynasty. How could he dare to reveal his identity? His pretty face was cold and he said very calmly.

"I also ask for your forgiveness, Mr. Song. Jun Ma has strict orders not to reveal her identity."

Hou Xibai sat opposite Fu Junzhuo, glanced at the reactions of several people with a half-smile, and said something shocking. As soon as he opened his mouth, everyone was stunned.

"Miss Fu, even if you don't tell me, I know your origins!"

When Fu Junzhuo heard this, a chill flashed through his beautiful eyes, his sharp edge was revealed, his hand was on the hilt of the sword, and he seemed to have murderous intent in his heart.

Hou Xibai seemed to be completely unaware. He looked at the people who were looking at him and said to himself.

"You practice swordsmanship, and you are a disciple of Fu Cailin of Goguryeo. You came to the Central Plains under the orders of your master. The purpose is to muddy the water in the Central Plains, so that the Sui Dynasty will be unable to attack Goguryeo, and give Goguryeo a breathing space to win!"

Fu Junzhuo's beautiful eyes narrowed into a thin line, and a fierce murderous intention emerged from the slits of her eyes. She stared at Hou Xibai tightly. She held the hilt of the sword tightly with her palms, and her finger bones were raised. It was obvious that she wanted to kill. It’s Hou Xibai.

Hou Xibai was not afraid of Fu Junzhuo's murderous intentions at all. He had piercing eyes and a cynical smile on his handsome face. He spoke with a smile and asked softly.

"Miss Fu, I wonder if what Hou said is right?"

Fu Junzhuo did not deny it. His pretty face was as cold as frost. He nodded slightly without saying a word. His eyes were like a sharp sword, staring at Hou Xibai, looking for his flaw, ready to attack.

Song Shidao's face turned pale. The Song clan valued bloodlines the most and always adhered to tradition. It strictly prohibited intermarriage between clan members and non-Han people, so it was regarded as Han orthodoxy in the world.

Fu Junzhuo was from Goguryeo, so naturally there was no hope between him and him. This made Song Shidao, who fell in love with Fu Junzhuo at first sight, heartbroken.

Song Lu knew Fu Junzhuo's identity and did not show much surprise. When he tested Fu Junzhuo just now, it was to remind Song Shidao that the other party was most likely not a Han from the Central Plains and was not suitable for him. Now Hou Xibai said it clearly , but it saved his energy and he didn’t need to do anything more.

However, Hou Xibai's performance also aroused Song Lu's curiosity, and he turned to look at this handsome young man.

At first glance, the white clothes are whiter than the snow, flowing elegantly, and there is a cynical detachment about him.

Song Lu fixed his gaze on Hou Xibai's face and couldn't help but be startled. This was the first time he saw a man more handsome than the clan leader Song Que, which made him feel amazed and ashamed.

The men present, whether they were Song Lu, Song Shidao, Kou Zhong, or Xu Ziling, were all rare and beautiful men, but in front of Hou Xibai, they all eclipsed them, like stars overshadowing the moon. The sword eyebrows are thick and measured, slanting into the sky, giving people a sense of heroism. The eyes are like cold stars, dazzling, able to see through people's hearts and illuminate the darkness. The bridge of the nose is high and straight, flawless, the lips are thin, red and crystal clear, and the facial features are all exquisite. Incomparable, flawless, and even more rare, it is perfectly and harmoniously combined into a whole, making people feel amazing and extremely handsome at a glance.

Even Fu Junzhuo, who had murderous intentions for Hou Xibai, did not deny that the man in front of her was even better-looking than her. He was definitely the nemesis of women and a born prodigal.

Song Lu didn't seem to notice the tense and solemn atmosphere in the venue, a glimmer of understanding flashed in his eyes, and he spoke again.

"If I'm not wrong, Mr. Hou is a passionate young man, Hou Xibai!"

Hou Xibai didn't care at all when facing Fu Junzhuo's murderous intent. He didn't have any guard up. He turned to look at Song Lu, nodded, acted very relaxed, and said lightly.

"Mr. Song is right, I am Hou Xibai!"

Fu Junzhuo saw Hou Xibai turn his head and was not alert. He should have taken action, but for some reason, he felt a sense of danger in his heart and hesitated to take action. It seemed that the person opposite was not a young master, but a Yue Yue. Zhi Yuanting's great master gave her the illusion of facing her master, Fu Cailin.

Fu Junzhuo frowned, and her cold face became more solemn. Her palm gradually loosened the hilt of the sword. She had a vague understanding that she was no match for the passionate young man opposite her. In this case, why bother to take it for herself? What a shame!

Hou Xibai sensed the dissipated murderous intent, turned to look at Fu Junzhuo, smiled brightly, and said softly.

"Wise choice. If you had just made a move, I would have killed you even if I was reluctant!"

Although these words were said in an understatement, everyone present was shocked and looked at Hou Xibai.

Hou Xibai leaned back slightly, relaxed all the muscles in his body, relaxed and relaxed, picked up a glass of wine with a bit of carelessness, raised his head and drank it, his voice was long and distant, as if coming from far away.

"You assassinated Yang Guang in the Central Plains, spread rumors about Yang Gong's treasure house, and stirred up trouble!"

"As a Korean, there is nothing wrong with doing this! But after all, Yang Guang is the lord of the Central Plains. No matter how stupid he is, he cannot allow the Koreans to assassinate him. It is too presumptuous. I should have shot you to death!"