Yujing is the capital of the entire vast empire. It is said that when the city was first built here, a cultivator dug out twelve towering jade pillars from the ground, so this place was called the motorcade of Dongfang Weilai, the Grand Master of the Imperial Observatory, was approaching this ancient and huge city, starting from the city gate, civil and military officials had lined up on both sides, filling the roadside. The road was so crowded that the Qigong practitioners from the Imperial Observatory who were originally going to welcome Dongfang Weilai could only send a few representatives to stand on the roadside waiting for Dongfang Weilai's convoy. Dongfang Weilai was sitting in the carriage, his figure hidden by the curtain. The chief eunuch Jin Hai was originally sitting in another carriage, but when he heard that all the civil and military officials were coming to greet him, he changed his horse and just stayed beside the carriage. This makes him less conspicuous and less likely to attract attention. Even so, he was still a little worried. "Master, so many people are here to welcome us. Isn't that too high a standard?" "I am a cultivator. These are external things to me, just passing clouds." Dongfang Weilai answered in the carriage. He was not joking at all, he just answered Jin Hai in such a calm tone. "I can't have the mind and bearing of the Imperial Master." Jin Hai shook his head. "Butler, this is just a mentality. It has nothing to do with mind or bearing."

"But it is related to the great achievements you have made, isn't it?" Jin Hai looked at the other car behind the Oriental Future carriage. There were several prayer flags placed on the car, and the top masters of the Imperial Palace and Kunlun Guards were accompanying it. Even Dongfang Weilai did not receive such treatment. There seemed to be a person in the carriage, covered by layers of curtains, with pieces of talisman paper hanging outside. "You mean, bringing back the Black Emperor?" "That's all." Jin Hai got excited and realized that he had spoken out of turn. By saying this, wasn't he saying that they had suffered heavy losses during this trip to southern Xinjiang, and in the end they had only accomplished this one thing? However, if you think about it carefully, the national teacher will not bother with him. What's more, taking back the Dragon Emperor's son is the most important thing, which is more important than taking off the heads of those traitors. Because it represents hope and royal dignity. "Grandmaster, I thought that if we left like this, we would have lost the Dragon Emperor forever. I didn't expect that the Grandmaster would have such a great trick to bring the Dragon Emperor back to us." There was unconcealable excitement in Jin Hai's tone, but Dongfang Weilai disagreed. Retrieving the Dragon Emperor's son is just a simple matter. If the Imperial Observatory puts all its efforts into finding the dragon vein and still cannot find it, and someone else gets there first, wouldn't that be too embarrassing? "If we don't bring the Black Emperor here, how can we get them to come to Yujing?" Jin Hai was stunned for a moment, "The Imperial Master is talking about Yin Xiu, the exorcist of Ma Xiaoyu and Liu Banxian from the Ma family?" "And your old acquaintance." "Old acquaintance?" Jin Hai frowned. Dongfang Weilai smiled and said, "Ren Qi, I remember it was you, the manager, who asked him to come to Yujing." "That was just a casual remark." When he thought of this, Jin Hai couldn't help but gnashing his teeth, "Ren Qi, the lackey among lackeys, even a rootless thing like me can openly look down on him when I see him.

Because he is the most despicable and spineless person." After a pause, he continued, "But I heard that bastard has committed many crimes recently. Not only did he defeat the Northern Spear Saint Bai Xiu, but he also defeated Xiandu..." Jin Hai was cautious and paid attention to Dongfang Weilai's expression. After all, now that the Grand Master has made great contributions to the country, he has to be careful with his words and actions. However, Dongfang Weilai didn't care much about it. Instead, he cared more about another thing. "I heard that Ren Qi defeated that Northern Martial Arts Legend, and all the martial artists in the world came to hunt him down because of that?" "It's more than that." Jin Hai also showed a happy smile. “Bai Xiu is the peak of the Northern Martial Arts World. Many people learn martial arts because of him. He represents the breath of the Northern Martial Arts World and is the soul of the Kyushu Martial Arts World. Since Ren Qi defeated him, those people would hate Ren Qi and also want to defeat him. I heard that martial artists have gathered together and are planning to form a blood oath in Tianjin, establish a Xiangtang, and invite the top ten masters to fight against Ren Qi. " "The court doesn't care?" Dongfang Future showed rare concern for worldly affairs and seemed very interested. "National Master, you are also a member of the court." Jin Hai smiled slightly, "The court doesn't care about the affairs of the military, and the various government offices are not focusing on this right now." "Does the manager think that the top ten masters can deal with Ren Qi?" Dongfang Weilai asked again. Jin Hai just found it interesting that this national teacher who was extremely mysterious and seemed to be independent of the world was actually just a young man. Because we are young, we are passionate and care about the legends in the world. Care about who is stronger, who is taller, who has set up a monument, and who has done something great in this world. "I don't know, but there are many cases in this martial arts world where masters have fallen into the gutter. No matter how invincible Ren Qi is, there will always be times when he cannot dodge a knife." "Isn't that a pity?" Dongfang Weilai suddenly sighed. Jin Hai was surprised at Dongfang Weilai's reaction. When he was at a loss, he heard overwhelming shouts, which were uniform and pushed towards the team like a wall. "kneel!" "kneel!!" "kneel!!!" All the civil and military officials knelt down in unison, making a sound of rubbing their clothes. "Welcome the victorious Grand Master!!" The deep, concentrated sound made everyone's eardrums tremble, and goose bumps appeared from the back of their hands to the back of their necks.

Hearing the shouts and seeing the heads and backs of people prostrating themselves in unison, Jin Hai no longer dared to sit comfortably on his horse. He almost fell off the horse, staggering. Fortunately, he did not fall to the ground or sit on the street. But in the end he only dared to walk. But Dongfang Future was still sitting safely in the carriage, ignoring everything. This made Jin Hai sweat profusely, fearing that he would be implicated by Dongfang Future. So he whispered beside the carriage: "Master, all the civil and military officials have come to congratulate you." "I know." Dongfang Future said calmly, "A lot of people." "I have something to say, but I don't know whether I should say it or not." Jin Hai was still considering the wording that would both help Dongfang Future to "repent and return to the right path" and not offend the great national teacher. "Butler, if I were you, I would not say this now, because it would inevitably make people think that you are flattering me because you are so smug that all the civil and military officials are bowing to you." Jin Hai paused, swallowed the words into his throat, and lowered his head. Of course, he had a lot of doubts in his mind, and Dongfang Weilai also knew what he had not said. "It doesn't matter. The most these people can do is to write a letter to accuse me of violating the rules and making a big show." "Oh, a bunch of sour scholars, capable of doing nothing but causing trouble." Jin Hai said disdainfully. "Let them be." The voice of Eastern Future is a little lazy. "Can……" When Jin Hai was at a loss, a group of cavalry suddenly came running on the road. Jin Hai recognized that they were the messenger cavalry from the Forbidden Palace, dispatched directly by the emperor. Therefore, when he saw this team of cavalry, he inevitably stood up straight and trembled with fear. The cavalry were certainly not coming for him. They came to the front of Dongfang Weilai's carriage and jumped off their horses and knelt on the ground, their movements were swift and powerful. "The emperor has ordered that the Grand Master should not go to the Imperial Observatory after entering the city, but go to the palace instead." "I see." "Please allow me to lead the way." After the cavalry team started running, Jin Hai whispered, "Congratulations to the Imperial Master. Congratulations to the Imperial Master. The Emperor will definitely reward the Imperial Master for his great achievements during this audience." "But..." Dongfang Weili hesitated to speak. Jin Hai held his breath, waiting for him to continue. “But I just think it’s troublesome.”

…… clap clap clap! The storyteller banged the small gavel loudly, attracting the attention of everyone in the restaurant. "The Northern Spear Saint Bai Xiu uses a three-meter-long, one-hundred-jin-weight cold iron spear. Because it is as white as snow, he is called the White Snow Overlord. As for the traitor Ren Qi, he has the magical power of three heads and six arms, so he uses six of the best swords in the world at the same time. Each sword is made of meteorite iron from the East China Sea and is extremely sharp. The two of them fought on the ice field for three days and three nights, exchanging blows for more than a thousand rounds. In the end, Ren Qi used the move "Kang Long You Hui" to dodge Bai Xiu's shot, then turned around and stabbed again to win. It is said that after Ren Qi defeated the Northern Wulin, he turned and fled south, but was intercepted by the 13th Provincial Martial Arts Champion. This 13th Provincial Martial Arts Champion..." Liu Banxian cracked peanuts while listening to the storyteller talk and having a drink. The storyteller's narration was brilliant and lifelike, and the details were even more gripping, making the audience cheer one moment and then feel depressed the next, sighing and getting nervous. "Brother Yin, why don't we go directly to Yujing, but settle in Tianjin?" In Liu Banxian's opinion, this was definitely not because the train was only built to Tianjin, there were obviously other reasons. Yin Xiu was just drinking with Ma Xiaoyu. Ma Xiaoyu changed into men's clothes, wearing a suit, tie, and a black top hat. He looked like a translator for foreigners, or a fake foreigner who had just returned home. Even if she changed into this outfit, it couldn't hide her gracefulness, and her pretty face even had a hint of heroic spirit. But precisely because she was dressed as a man, when her and Yin Xiu's eyes revealed some kind of affection for each other, she always attracted strange looks from others. "It turned out to be Grandpa Rabbit." "Oh, those who walk on dry land are neither yin nor yang." "But being a mistress is indeed a sign of beauty. Even the husbands in Yujing Hutong are not as good-looking as her." Yin Xiu naturally could not escape the ears of those people's whispers, but Yin Xiu did not care and continued talking to Liu Banxian. "We came to Tianjin, of course, to wait for someone." "Waiting for someone?" Liu Banxian's eyes turned around and asked, "Are you talking about Brother Master?" "Of course it's only him." Yin Xiu lowered his voice, "Ren Qi sent a letter saying that we should go to Yujing. Jinmen is the gateway to Yujing. Anyone going to Yujing has to pass through here, so we'd better wait for him here." "Who would have thought that the national teacher was so capable? He must also be a master at reading qi." Liu Banxian scratched his head, quite indignant, "I didn't expect that he would take away the Black Emperor before us." "There are so many people." Yin Xiu just smiled, not as annoyed as him, "He has so many people, and he doesn't have to deal with Hanba, isn't it normal for him to take the Black Emperor away? If you can't do this, then you are a fake Imperial Master."

Ma Xiaoyu also nodded in agreement: "The Imperial Observatory has always been controlled by several big families in turn. Dongfang Weilai is a person from another family. He can become the Imperial Observatory's state teacher. He must have extraordinary abilities." She had met Dongfang Weilai once, so naturally she was even more impressed. "Why, you two seem to get along well?" Yin Xiu asked her. "well enough." Ma Xiaoyu deliberately winked at him and said, "We had a very interesting conversation." "It's all right to speculate, it's all right to speculate!" Yin Xiu moved closer. "Cough cough..." Liu Banxian coughed twice and said, "I'm sorry to interrupt your show, but I have to say that it's not a good idea for two men to be fighting here." "Too……" Ma Xiaoyu pulled back the hand that Yin Xiu was holding and put it on the table. "Then how long do we have to wait?" Liu Banxian asked again. "It won't be long." Yin Xiu smiled, "Haven't you heard about it? All the martial artists gathered in Tianjin to elect the top ten masters. How could Ren Qi not hear about such a grand event? He will probably come in the next few days." "Are you here to mess things up?" Liu Banxian became happy, "Brother Master really made me proud. He defeated the Northern Wulin Mythology and destroyed Xiandu. This is a myth and legend that will be recorded in thousands of years of history." "Is it that exaggerated?" Yin Xiu slapped the money on the table and gently pulled the corner of Ma Xiaoyu's clothes. "Waiter, check out!" They walked out of the restaurant. Liu Banxian staggered and followed them at a relaxed and happy pace. He stopped when he passed by the storyteller who was drinking tea and wiping his sweat during the intermission. clang! As a silver dollar was thrown into the bowl, the storyteller's eyes lit up and he quickly stood up. "Thank you sir!" "You're welcome. You really speak well. But I have a question for you to answer." "Please go ahead. I am a humble person and will try my best to answer you, sir." "It's okay, just asking casually." Liu Banxian pulled his sunglasses down a bit and rolled his eyes.

"I just want to ask you, why do people always talk about the Northern Wulin myth? In the early years, there was also the Western Wulin myth, but never heard of the Southern Wulin myth?" "Oh……" The storyteller smiled and asked, "Sir, are you from the south?" "Just below Jinmen." "Oh, then I'm not afraid of offending you, sir. Please forgive me." The storyteller confessed his sins several times before he continued, "The Northern Wulin Legend is a person who has a great reputation in the Northern Wulin. Throughout Kyushu, those who wanted to gain fame had to gather in Tianjin to compete with each other, but no boxer from the south had ever opened a martial arts school in Tianjin. To be honest, people in the south don't have boxing skills. There have always been boxers from the north who went south to teach their skills. I have never heard of southern boxing being taught in the north. So in terms of national martial arts, swords, spears, sticks and clubs, in the end, we in the north still have to rely on each other. No southerner has ever won the title of martial arts champion in the imperial court, so there are only northern martial arts legends in the world." "That's it, that's it." Liu Banxian seemed to be thinking about something, and pointed at Yin Xiu's back as he walked away. "He, do you know?" “I haven’t asked yet.” Liu Banxian grinned, "Southern Wulin legend." (End of this chapter)