Jing Country, Longshou County, General's Mansion.
Today was the day Huang Sheli, the beloved daughter of the Yellow Dragon Guard and the second in the world, "washed her hands in a golden basin".
In the courtyard, there was a large basin made of pure gold. The pear wood frame was very stable on the ground.
Two groups of soldiers stood on both sides of the courtyard, holding spears facing each other and wearing bright armor. They were the guards of honor.
The healthy and valiant Huang Sheli stood valiantly in front of the golden basin, her yellow robe dragging on the ground.
The basin was filled with sweet spring water, as clear as broken jade.
Huang Sheli's hand hovered above the water, somewhat hesitant.
She didn't want to "retire from Jianghu". She was in the prime of her life, so she didn't have any thoughts of becoming a monk.
It was just an ordinary washing of hands.
But why did it have to be so ceremonial?
Because she hadn't washed her hands for more than two months …
To be precise, since the day they shook hands on Jiang Wang's victory at the Riverview Platform, her right hand had remained there until today. She hadn't washed it even once.
Today was the 27th day of the ninth month in the year 3919 in the Taoist calendar.
According to the Yellow Dragon Guard General Huang Fu, he had calculated for a long time that today was the day to wash her hands.
If she washed her hands on this day, she would receive the blessings of the gods and Buddhas. Her hands would be smooth and soft, unbelievably beautiful.
So after much persuasion, Huang Sheli finally agreed to wash her hands on this day, ending her beautiful memories that had lasted for more than two months …
It was enough.
She, Huang Sheli, wasn't someone who was greedy for beauty.
She would just hold it again next time!
But …
It really left a lasting aftertaste.
Beauty Jiang's heroic posture on the Riverview Platform was like a shooting star, and her sword was like the bright moon. Especially when she showed the state of a sword immortal. That flowing fire surrounded her, her frosty white cloak fluttered, and her eyes shone … It was simply beautiful!
And Huang Sheli was on the stage, holding the beauty's hand.
Many people were envious, and she was close to the water and enjoyed the moonlight first.
Although it was just a few short breaths, she had already squeezed and touched it with her Saving the World 24 Sanshou skill.
She also thought about it thousands of times in her heart. Thinking about it now, there was still a lingering fragrance.
"That …"
The General of the Yellow Dragon Guard, who was squatting at the side like an old farmer, wearing a skullcap and holding a tobacco pipe, couldn't help but say, "Girl, the auspicious time has arrived. Hurry up and wash your hands. Let's practice the 24 Sanshou of Saving the World. I haven't practiced for two months! "
"You're not lying to me, are you, old man?" Huang Sheli turned his head and looked at him suspiciously. "What Beauty Day? Are you trying to trick me into practicing your broken Sanshou?"
To save the people of the world, the 24 Sanshou required the heart to be as clear as a mirror and the hands to be as clear as colored glass … To put it simply, the hands had to be clean and spotless.
Hands that had not been washed for more than two months naturally did not meet the standards.
"How could that be?" Huang Fu flicked his pipe and stood up excitedly. "Your father calculated for a long time, and even Buddha nodded! Why would I lie to you? It's beautiful! "
Huang Sheli curled his lips. "Alright."
Although he was a little dissatisfied with his old father's way of coaxing people, he still retracted his gaze and put his hand into the basin.
"Reporting!"
At this moment, a soldier landed outside the courtyard and knelt down to report.
Huang Fu casually inserted the pipe into his belt and turned his head to look at him. "What's the matter?"
At the same time, he reached out and pressed down on Huang Sheli. "You wash your hands."
Of course, Huang Sheli would not listen and looked over with his eyes wide open.
If he did not see it with his own eyes, it would be hard for anyone to imagine that this old farmer wearing a skullcap was actually the Great General of the Yellow Dragon Guard who shook the Jing Kingdom with his Salvation and Exorcism Pestle.
The soldier respectfully handed over a sealed letter and said, "His Majesty ordered this news to be spread to all the prefectures. All the generals need to hear it."
Huang Fu casually took the letter and tore it open. "What news?"
Huang Sheli hurriedly jumped over. "What news is so urgent? Let me see, let me see!"
Huang Fu simply spread out the letter and read it with his daughter.
Normally, this kind of news passed down by the Jing Emperor's personal order should be confidential and only the Great General could read it. However, Huang Sheli was even casually playing with Huang Fu's Great General Seal. The soldiers in the courtyard were already used to it.
As soon as the letter was spread out and read two lines, Huang Fu felt that something was wrong and wanted to roll it up.
However, Huang Sheli had already snatched it away.
"Give it to me!"
This was a letter that summarized the important information from the morning.
What the Jing Emperor wanted Huang Fu to read was naturally the Sanxing Palace's public announcement that the Mirror World Platform's prestige had been greatly damaged. The Jing Kingdom, the Qi Kingdom, and the Mu Kingdom might have a chain reaction.
Under the current situation, the Jing Kingdom, which was also in the Northern Region like the Mu Kingdom, also had a lot of room for strategic choices and had to be carefully considered.
However, what Huang Fu saw and knew that his daughter's eyes would definitely light up was the news that Jiang Wang had broken the legends of history and created the first Inner Mansion since ancient times.
"Wonderful!" Huang Sheli flicked the letter and laughed. "This is the first Inner Mansion in the history of the Qing Dynasty! As expected of the man who could reach the final stage with me! "
"Niu 'er," Huang Fu said sadly, "Why don't you wash your hands first, and then we can …"
"What's there to wash!" Huang Sheli put the letter away and strode out. "This is the hand of the first Inner Mansion in the history of the Qing Dynasty. It's much more reliable than your Buddha's hand! I'll keep it until the next time I meet Beauty Jiang to show my sincerity! "
Huang Fu glared fiercely at the soldier who delivered the letter, then turned his head and said listlessly, "Hey, don't show this letter to anyone. It's very confidential!"
Then, a ball of paper was thrown back at him.
Huang Sheli's voice was already floating outside the courtyard. "Since it's so troublesome, you can keep it for yourself!"
Huang Fu caught the ball of paper and squatted down like an old farmer. He unfolded the crumpled letter with his left hand and continued to ponder the news in it with his eyes. He held the pipe in his right hand and took a puff with a sad face.
"I'm so worried!" He sighed.
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First, it was the State of Shen, then the State of Rong. After going in a big circle, it finally arrived at the State of Zheng.
Jiang Wang's mood could only be described as "worried".
If Yu Beidou hadn't shown such terrifying strength at the Broken Soul Gorge, he would have even suspected that his secret technique of "Remembrance" had been tricked again.
Why hadn't he shown up after chasing him for so long?
The whole world was singing his name, but he still didn't know about it.
With a burst of energy, he followed the prompts of recollection and ran around randomly.
He had seen the evil of the demons.
Back in the Yong Kingdom, he couldn't help but show up to save the cultivators of the Green Cloud Pavilion when he saw them cooking. If he could kill them back then, he would have done so!
Now that he had a long sword in his hand and saw the enemy, there was no reason for him to let them go.
This young Tianjiao, who was currently in the limelight, didn't know that he had completely cleared himself of the suspicion of being a demon. He even hid his identity with a bamboo hat, the Dragon Head Staff, and other items.
Walking through the small city of the Zhen Kingdom, he felt like he had been in a foreign land for many years.
Suddenly, he stopped.
His remembrance had stopped.
In front of him was an inn.
A vertical plaque hung down.
It was called —
Guest House.
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