Chapter 23 Priest

This was the first time Xu Xuan had gone down the mountain in five years.

All the living supplies before were provided by the people down the mountain.

This time, it was the first time he had gone down the mountain in five years.

Before leaving, he had to do one more thing.

In the back hall, Xu Xuan carried a coffin and headed for the jungle outside the palace.

In the dense forest, Xu Xuan conjured up a shovel, dug out a rectangular grave in a few strokes, gently put the coffin in, opened the coffin lid, and the old man lay quietly with a corpse-fixing talisman on his forehead.

"Goodbye, Master Li Hu."

Xu Xuan uncovered the yellow talisman on the zombie's forehead and filled it back with loess.

Nine more bodies were buried next.

The remaining eight were carefully selected. As for Li Hu, Xu Xuan chose to let him rest in peace. His great revenge had been avenged. For this person who had helped him a lot in cultivation, Xu Xuan still thought it would be better to let him return to eternal tranquility.

After doing all this, Xu Xuan packed up his things and stuffed in eight zombies, mirrors, spirit stones, swords, talismans, alchemy tripods, etc.

The ten cubic meters of space was almost full.

Xu Xuan stepped lightly and took off.

He flew down the mountain at a low altitude of five meters, flew a full kilometer, rested for more than ten seconds, and flew again.

He flew down the mountain in less than a moment.

The flight was still unstable, but it was indeed convenient when there was no one.

As Xu Xuan went down the mountain, a team of light cavalry came.

The knight on horseback turned over and dismounted, clasped his fists and said: "Welcome the Heavenly Master to come down the mountain."

The visitor was Ghost Quail.

"Give me a horse, I want to go to Chenzhou."

"Yes!"

Xu Xuan rode his horse to Chenzhou Prefecture under the escort of twelve cavalrymen.

On the way, Ghost Quail introduced the situation in the past five years.

First, Xu Yong was recognized by the court and was conferred the title of Commander-in-Chief of Chenzhou and Envoy of Comfort.

He also took over the four states of Yiyang, Guizhou, and Qiannan, with a population of more than 800,000, 5,000 standing troops, and 5,000 mountain barbarians, becoming a major force in Huguang.

He has made great contributions in suppressing bandits over the years and has been praised by Chongzhen many times.

The ghost partridge who followed Xu Yong the earliest has become a general.

When mentioning Chongzhen, Xu Xuan suddenly realized something and asked: "What year is it now?"

"The twelfth year of Chongzhen."

Xu Xuan thought to himself: "There are still five years before the Ming Dynasty will fall."

On the way to Chenzhou, the group saw starving people and dead bodies everywhere.

The wealthy families still sang and danced, hired many servants to guard their property, and occasionally a few of them gave out porridge and food, but it was just superficial work.

"How can you allow this group of people to exist? Don't destroy their mansions?" Xu Xuan asked.

"We are officials now, this may not be a good idea."

"What's wrong with that? Do you really think they recognize you? These scholars look down on warriors the most. They would rather surrender to foreign tribes than let warriors rise. Don't waste time talking to them, just confiscate their homes and divide the land. It's not okay to do it openly, but can't you secretly be a bandit in private?"

The ghost partridge's eyes lit up, with a look of being taught.

There are still five years before the fall of the Ming Dynasty. Things are far more serious than imagined. Various bandits are rampant.

Only the people are suffering.

Xu Xuan could have stayed in the mountains to practice safely, but he thought better of it.

"Most of the ancient classics were destroyed in the war. The fall of the Ming Dynasty is undoubtedly the biggest destruction to China. If we don't find the true classics as soon as possible, there will be no chance in the future."

Xu Xuan thought so.

As for saving the Ming Dynasty? That's too much of himself.

If it was time travel to Jiajing and Wanli, it would be fine. When Xu Xuan came to this era, there was no salvation.

As for assassinating the Jin emperor... It's not possible now. Killing one or two is useless. If there are too many, they will set up an ambush. When a few rounds of artillery fire come down, his little arms and legs will die.

The best way at present is to divide the north and the south, develop steadily within ten years, and march north after ten years.

This has been arranged in advance. In the future, Xu Yong will be the mainstay of the Southern Ming Dynasty.

Soon, the group arrived in Chenzhou.

Chenzhou, after several years of development, workshops have sprung up like mushrooms after rain.

Xu Mansion.

Xu Guangting used a rattle to tease his grandson. In recent years, Xu Yong has given birth to a boy and a girl. With the original son of Xu Feng, Xu Guangting is too busy to handle it.

"The eldest son is here!"

"Huh?"

Xu Guangting raised his head and saw his eldest son coming over with the help of a servant.

After five years, he still looked the same, but his temperament became more and more noble.

"Are you back? These are your nephews and nieces..."

The little ones hid timidly behind Xu Guangting.

The father and son exchanged greetings.

Soon, Xu Yong and Xu Ling'er also arrived.

"Brother!"

"Long time no see, should the government be okay?" Xu Xuan asked.

"No big deal." Xu Yong briefly explained the situation.

Thanks to Xu Xuan's words and deeds, Xu Yong was generous and fair in his work, and he could get along well in Huguang.

"Take this." Xu Xuan suddenly conjured up two rice-like things. Everyone was used to this kind of magical behavior.

"What is this?" Xu Yong took it and looked at it. It was really rice.

"Thousand-jin rice can adapt to various environments and is not afraid of pests."

This is one of the materials Xu Xuan found in the storage bag. It can produce 1,000 jin per mu and is a weapon for the Xiuxian family to rule the mortal world.

The Li family has more than 300,000 people in one county, which is three times the population of the four counties in Chenzhou.

Although there are fighting and killing in the Xiuxian world, the lower-class people actually live better than most people here.

"Great, with this thing, why worry about the foundation not prospering." Xu Yong realized the value of this thing and was excited.

"And... I went down the mountain today to tell you that I will travel around the world, you guys take care of yourself."

In recent years, many secret methods have been sent from the mountain. As expected, almost all of them are fake.

Xu Yong and others have no ability to distinguish the authenticity of the skills, resulting in very low efficiency.

So Xu Xuan simply went out of the mountain by himself.

"Don't you want to eat?"

"No."

Xu Xuan gave a few more instructions to everyone and turned to go out.

Xu Linger suddenly spoke up at this time, saying, "Brother, will you come back in the future?"

This sentence also represents the thoughts of everyone, who are afraid that Xu Xuan will immediately ascend to heaven and never see people again.

Xu Xuan stopped and said, "I will come back."

He led a black-maned horse and set off on his journey.

The first stop is Changsha.

There is a Yunlu Temple in Changsha. It is said that it was built by a Taoist priest from Mount Zhongnan during the Northern Song Dynasty. It has survived hundreds of years of war and may have a lot of good things.

There are many bandits on the road, and he did not cast spells. Usually two or three arrows were shot to death. His martial arts have reached the limit of this world, and it is even stronger with the blessing of true qi.

A troop of dozens of people could not trap him.

On the other side, eight knights escorted a carriage to Changsha.

In the carriage, a blond and blue-eyed Westerner dressed in a Confucian robe sat opposite a young man dressed in hunting clothes.

"Sir Ai Xiru, are there really immortals in the world?"

The young man asked the foreign monk with some curiosity.

Ai Xiru said seriously: "There are gods! Yueshu is the only god. If there are gods in the world, it must be Yueshu who has descended to the earth. There are no other gods besides them. Most of them are legends made up by mortals."

"Sir Ai, you will be beaten if you say that." The young man curled his lips, but he did not refute it because he was his sponsor.

The young man was Chen Guang, the incense master of Longmen. Longmen is a martial arts sect, mainly engaged in escort and other businesses.

But to be fair, this foreign monk is actually not bad. He is friendly and often helps the weak and the needy. It's just that his personality is too pedantic. He talks nonsense all day long, a bit like a foreign sour scholar.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

Suddenly, a group of bandits rushed out from both sides of the road.