The Swordsman who started from Baicaotang

Chapter 269 Getting ready to leave

The ocean is flowing.

The tide receded.

Everything was about to return to calm, and Huang Feng had to consider a way out. He had originally thought it would be profitable, but Zhao Tianyu and Zhang Xianling had no sense of responsibility at all. They disappeared in the middle of the fight, leaving behind such a mess.

Huang Feng alone cannot end this.

Master Baiyun.

He was just a monk, and even if Huang Feng joined forces with him, it would be of no use. Of the Thirty-Six Stratagems, running away is the best. As long as there is green, there is no need to worry about running out of firewood.

slip away.

When Huang Feng was about to leave, he felt a pair of eyes cast towards him, as if looking at a beautiful girl.

cough!

He cleared his throat and said, "Master Baiyun, I'm not a man-lover, nor do I have any homosexual tendencies. Excuse me!"

"Wait!"

Master Baiyun immediately reached out to stop him: "What nonsense! The situation is so critical, and you still have the mind to joke?"

Extremely speechless.

In Huang Feng, Master Baiyun seemed to see a reflection of Zhang Xianling. Both were desperate men who treated life and death as if they were nothing. Even in dire straits, they remained calm, a state of mind that was truly astonishing.

After a pause, he continued:

"Huang Feng, in my opinion, you have to carry the banner of clearing the universe from now on. No one else can do it."

Ah!

Huang Feng exclaimed and pointed at his nose:

"I?"

"Master Baiyun, you're even more of a joker than I am. I'm just an ordinary cultivator at the Three Flower Realm. How can I take on such an important task? In my opinion, Senior Jingyun is very suitable. After all, he comes from a prestigious family. He can command a crowd with just a wave of his hand."

Zhao Jingyun was also shocked when he heard this and quickly waved his hands: "Absolutely not. I am not worthy enough to take on this responsibility."

"Master Baiyun is right. Only Young Master Huang can carry this great banner. I am willing to serve Young Master Huang, leading his horse and holding his stool, regardless of life or death."

His attitude was sincere and respectful, and he didn't seem to be faking it.

Master Baiyun took over, "Young Master Huang, I've thought this through carefully. Instead of running around, it's better for us to band together for warmth. Let's unite our forces and fight the imperial court to the bitter end!"

Yo!

How could a monk, who calls himself a Taoist priest, be so powerful?

Huang Feng couldn't help but take a few more glances. "Master Baiyun, your goal is to distract the court and allow Seniors Zhao Tianyu and Zhang Xianling to escape."

"Not bad!"

Master Baiyun replied calmly, "After Crazy Sword and Zhang San emerge from the void, they will surely enter the Saint Realm. Before that, no one should disturb them. It's best to ignore this matter."

Sure enough.

Everything in the world has its reasons.

It seems that Master Baiyun had a sudden idea, but he had probably thought it over carefully, and his purpose was for his two old friends.

After weighing the pros and cons, Huang Feng shook his head. "The imperial court is too powerful. If we join forces, we'll be like a mantis trying to stop a chariot. We'll end up like rats crossing the street, dying without a burial place."

"uncertain!"

Master Baiyun replied, "I have served in the imperial court for many years and have long understood the nature of these beasts. They will follow when there is profit, and disperse when there is no profit. They will never risk their lives."

"All bloodline practitioners have been infected with the habits of monsters. They are all cowards who love life and fear death. They have no sense of justice in their hearts, only endless desires."

hiss~

This statement is true.

Huang Feng had also seen many bloodline practitioners. Although their bodies were extremely powerful, their mental states were lacking. In short, they were just a bunch of monsters who coveted power, not true martial arts masters.

"Is this true?"

"Absolutely true!"

Master Baiyun said solemnly, "The people of the world have suffered from the imperial court for too long. If only someone raised their arms, it wouldn't be long before the entire nation would rise up in rebellion. By then, the flames of war would rage everywhere, and the imperial court would be completely overwhelmed."

"Besides, I heard that the Holy Dragon Ancestor is no longer in the Blood Spirit Continent. Perhaps he has gone to other places to seek another opportunity."

"Bloodline practitioners advance rapidly in the early stages, but once they enter the Three Flower Realm, it becomes extremely difficult to advance. The imperial court may seem extremely powerful, but in fact, there are not many truly powerful people."

There is some truth to that.

If he doesn't rebel now, when will he rebel? Besides, the imperial court's butcher knife is already pointed at Huang Feng's head.

There is another extremely important matter right now.

Dharma, companions, wealth and land are all indispensable.

Huang Feng thought he had no background and Baicaotang was just a force in a small county and could no longer help him.

If you want to go far on the road of martial arts, you need not only persistent diligence and extraordinary talent, but also a lot of money.

If he hadn't been lucky and received financial support from the Zhao family, he wouldn't have been able to achieve such a powerful cultivation level in such a short period of time, which would have surpassed the average person's hundreds of years of hard training.

It’s different in the past.

He has already torn his relationship with the court. It is estimated that it will not be long before he will be wanted by the court and eventually become a wanderer hiding everywhere.

Still miscalculated.

He never expected this to be the outcome. He originally thought it would be profitable. When Zhao Tianyu and Zhang Xianling were fighting with the court, he could get benefits from both sides.

Money is hard to earn, shit is hard to eat.

It would be a good idea to simply use this name to make a lot of money, earn a large amount of spirit stones and treasures, and then retire after achieving success.

From then on, the road of martial arts was smooth and he no longer had to worry about spirit stones, which was a good thing.

After thinking it over again and again, Huang Feng felt that this was feasible, so he made up his mind and no longer hesitated.

The brave die of overeating, and the timid die of starvation. This has been the case since ancient times.

Dry!

"Thank you, Master Baiyun and Senior Jingyun, for your kindness. If I refuse again, wouldn't it be a bit ungrateful?"

"it is good!"

"Huang agreed."

"The court is corrupt and the political situation is devastating. All those with aspirations will rise up to uphold justice!"

"but."

"The imperial court is powerful after all. We alone are powerless to resist it. We can only secretly accumulate strength. When Huang enters the holy realm, the world will be turned upside down."

Not bad.

Upon hearing this, Master Baiyun and Zhao Jingyun nodded slightly. Even though they hated the imperial court deeply and wanted to slay mountains of corpses and seas of blood to eliminate all demons and monsters, they had to admit that they were no match for the imperial court.

It's like hitting an egg against a stone.

It seems that Huang Feng is mentally mature and is not an ordinary young man. When he grows up, his future is limitless and he is indeed worthy of assistance.

Master Baiyun stroked his beard and smiled, "Young Master Huang is both brave and resourceful, and is indeed the perfect choice. We shouldn't stay here for long. Let's arrange for our families, then plan carefully and agree on a set of rules."

"Not bad!"

Zhao Jingyun echoed, "Let's find a place to stay, and then secretly contact people with aspirations and recruit talented people."

"That makes sense!" Huang Feng nodded in agreement.

Zhao Jingyun waved his hand, spiritual light swept away, and a huge spiritual boat appeared in the void.

"Hurry up and get on the spirit boat, there must be no mistakes!"

Whizzing……

Hundreds of figures flew into the spirit boat, like raindrops passing by.

All the Zhao family members who stayed behind were masters of cultivation, at least at the Xiantian realm, but they were just older.

After everyone left, Zhao Jingyun collected the corpses on the ground one by one and put them into a storage bag.

Ugh.

Zhao Jingyun sighed softly: "It's a pity that the Thunder Spirit Cave cannot be taken away. It's really distressing."

The Zhao family had built this Thunder Spirit Cave after tens of thousands of years of accumulation and countless efforts. Now Zhao Jingyun wanted to destroy it with his own hands.

"It doesn't matter!"

Master Baiyun stroked his beard and smiled, "Let's see what I can do!"

Before he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand, and suddenly a golden light appeared, forming a giant golden palm in an instant, encompassing the entire Lei Ling Cave and then holding it in his palm.

hiss~

Zhao Jingyun exclaimed in surprise: "Buddha Kingdom in the Palm?!"

"Exactly!"