It was March in Jiangnan, and the scenery was picturesque.
There was a tea stall by the roadside.
"Fifteen years ago, the world was in chaos … Now, the situation of the North Zhou Dynasty and the South Demon Moon Dynasty has finally formed … Although the two dynasties exist side by side, there's no war, but it's a great benefit to us common people …"
An old farmer sighed.
Upon hearing this, a scholar who was drinking tea in the tea stall stood up. "This world … Half of it belongs to the demon race. The world has changed, and the country is no longer a country …"
"Haha … You can only say that here. If you dare to say it in the city, you'll be sent to prison immediately!" Suddenly, a black-clothed, bearded man sneered.
He had an ancient and sheathed sword in his hand, and he seemed to be a swordsman who traveled the world with a sword.
"Hmph … How can the people of Jianghu understand the affairs of the world?"
The scholar looked at the sword and did not dare to act up. He could only sit down resentfully and mumble in a low voice.
Unexpectedly, the black-clothed swordsman had amazing hearing, and he also heard what the scholar said. He laughed. "Since I've mastered my swordsmanship, I've traveled the world … I've saved people, killed demons, and killed evil demons … Do you think that I'm not qualified to talk about the affairs of the world?"
"Surnamed Yan? You're … "
The scholar seemed to have thought of something. He did not dare to say more, and he hurriedly got up and left.
"Haha, brother, you're very bold and courageous … Please have a cup of wine!"
In the corner of the tea stall, a young Taoist suddenly stood up and filled Hero Yan's cup of wine.
The wine was pure green in color, and its fragrance was rich. Hero Yan's eyes immediately lit up, and he drank a cup. He sighed in satisfaction. "Good wine, really good wine. With such good wine, brother, it seems that you're either rich or expensive!"
"It's just a cup of meager wine. If you like it, I'll give you a few jars …"
The young Taoist took the opportunity to sit at the same table as Hero Yan. He ordered a plate of braised meat and a plate of fruits. He said with a smile, "I've been concentrating on cultivation, and I'm not familiar with the affairs of the world. I've only come out to travel recently, and I'd like to ask how the world has changed."
"This … is really hard to say!" Swordsman Yan was a forthright person. He picked up his chopsticks and started eating. Then, he sighed and said, "Back then … when King Gui of the Great Zhou Dynasty ascended the throne, the world was in a precarious situation. In the end, he managed to invite the help of Fang Xian Taoist Sect … Fang Xian Taoist Sect was indeed a Taoist orthodoxy that had produced a True Immortal before. The Taoists under his sect were much more powerful than the other Taoists. In one battle, they killed many demons …"
"However, among the demons, the most terrifying one, the Great White Ape Sage, has been hiding and has not come out. Instead, he has spread the Emperor Molasses, causing the situation in the south to constantly collapse … forming a confrontation between the north and the south."
"Perhaps the Immortal Patriarchs of Fang Xian Dao appeared and restrained the white ape. Otherwise, the Great Zhou Dynasty would be finished …"
"After that, the Great Zhou Dynasty occupied the north of the Milky Way and was called the Northern Zhou Dynasty. The south was occupied by the Great Shun Dynasty … After a few years, I heard that the Great Shun King suddenly repented and wanted to rebel against the demon race. In the end, he was killed …"
"After that … the Spiritual State's Governor, Ning Bosong, led an army to the south. He occupied the entire southern land and established the Yue Dynasty … This person was also a hero of his generation. If he had submitted to the imperial court, perhaps the world would have been unified. Unfortunately, he met an unlucky man and married a demon … Not long after occupying the south, he died of illness. Now, his wife is a woman who temporarily takes over the throne and is known as the 'Empress'. Do you think the south is not a demon? Even a woman can become an empress. "
"Therefore, the northerners have slandered the south as the 'Demon Moon Empire'!"
"However, since the Empress ascended the throne, she punished corrupt officials, enforced strict laws, and rested with the people. Even the demons were restricted to a certain extent … The south is actually much better than the Great Zhou Dynasty. Don't you think it's strange?"
Swordsman Yan spoke and drank a mouthful of wine. Not long after, he finished a big jar.
His face was not red, and he was not out of breath. It seemed that the more he drank, the more energetic he became.
"Haha … Are you wondering why the demon race rules and the Empress is more fortunate than the people of the Great Zhou Dynasty?"
The Daoist smiled. "It's because of the division of resources. The world is like a piece of cake. There are only so many shares, and the more people get, the less they get … In the Great Zhou Dynasty, the relationship between the civil and military officials is complicated, and they exploit the civilians. In the Demon Moon Empire, this kind of thing is not unheard of, but the scholars and military officials are just second-class people, and there's still the demon race suppressing them … However, the demon race doesn't care about the cake that humans care about, so they can give more to the civilians …"
"Brother, what you said sounds sensational at first, but if you think about it carefully, it does make some sense …" Swordsman Yan praised.
"It's just a theory."
The young Daoist waved his hand. "Brother, you've killed demons? No … I think they're just demons? Real demons all have demonic power and demonic arts. They're not to be underestimated, and only the necromancers of the Fang Xian Dao can defeat them! "
"I don't know either, but there was an especially big wolf demon that seemed to have some spiritual intelligence …" As Swordsman Yan said this, a yearning expression appeared on his face. "The true teachings of the Fang Xian Dao are naturally not to be underestimated, but it's a pity that it's difficult to enter the sect … In the examination two years ago, tens of thousands of people rushed in, but in the end, only a dozen or so outer sect servants were accepted … I heard that the relationship between the necromancers and the demon race is not clear."
From the looks of it, he might have mixed in with them, hoping to pass the examination, but in the end, he failed.
"Haha, speaking of which, the necromancers and the demons are actually from the same family …" The young Daoist laughed. "Back then, the ancestor of the demon race, the Great Sage White Ape, was the spiritual pet of Daoist Fang Xian, but it stole his panacea and Taoist scriptures, escaped, and did such a great thing … In order to control the demon race, Daoist Fang Xian had to open the sect and establish the Fang Xian Dao. Therefore, it's normal that the cultivation methods of the necromancers and the demon race are similar. "
Swordsman Yan was already stunned, but his eyes suddenly lit up. "Such a secret … How did you know? You're a Daoist too. Could it be that you're from the Fang Xian Dao? "
"Yes."
The Daoist laughed. "And … you don't know yet, do you? Something big is about to happen in this world. "
"What kind of big thing?" Swordsman Yan asked.
"On the fifteenth day of the eighth lunar month, on the night of the full moon, the Immortal of the Fang Xian Dao will challenge the Great Sage White Ape at the Chibi River!"
The Daoist said word by word.
"What? Are these two mighty beings finally going to fight again? I heard that they've been very restrained before … "As expected, Swordsman Yan's eyes widened like copper bells.
"Yes … After more than ten years of struggle, it's finally time for a battle." The young Daoist sighed. "I'm going to the Chibi River for this battle as well …"
"May I ask if the immortal is confident?"
Swordsman Yan stared at the young Daoist without blinking.
If the young Daoist had not revealed it, he would have missed this earth-shattering battle that would be worthy of being recorded in the history books.
"I can't say …"
The young Daoist rose to his feet, the sound of the wind reverberating around him. It seemed that he was about to soar into the clouds in the next moment.
Swordsman Yan's eyes lit up, and he chased after the young Daoist. "Are you a real immortal?"
"No, I'm Miao Yu!"
The young Daoist's voice lingered in the air, but his figure had already disappeared.
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