Chapter 426: Fellow Daoist, please join my Red Lotus Sect
"Tell me carefully."

Wang Yansheng did not reply, but spoke calmly, looking at Bai Qiu Shui as he spoke, paying attention to his expression.

Bai Qiushui didn't notice and said with a longing look on his face, "For us common people living in a busy city, immortals like Ben Gong are rarely seen. On the contrary, boxers and swordsmen who travel around the world often encounter them. Some rumors are prevalent in the market, and they are so magical that I'm afraid they would make immortals like Ben Gong laugh."

"No problem. I like to hear some strange stories. The words of novelists are also pleasing to the ear."

Wang Yansheng said that although the cultivators were also in the world of mortals, they were like two different worlds from ordinary warriors. They traveled through the busy streets with swords but did not show off their magical powers, for fear of being relied upon by ordinary people and being contaminated by cause and effect.

It should be noted that mortals have many troubles and yearn for immortality but have no way to achieve it, and they suffer all kinds of pain. If a cultivator cannot bear it and offers to help, he will easily be entangled by the cause and effect of the mortal. If he does not help, it will hinder his state of mind. Therefore, there are few immortal traces and miracles in the mortal world, and only some seemingly plausible strange stories represent the intervention of cultivators.

Seeing Wang Yansheng nod in agreement, Bai Qiushui perked up, "There are rumors in the streets that a swordsman, on his deathbed, dreamt about the Fairy Palace Baiyujing, with a divine attendant, and nine celestial fairies leading the way. Baiyujing is full of pavilions and towers, five white cities and twelve jade towers. In one of the towers there is a Danshu Xianjian, which contains the world's magical weapons, two of which are ranked first. The most powerful one can kill dragons, and the most holy one can rely on the sky. If you get one of them, you can be the king, and if you get both, you can rule the world."

"The swordsman traveled around Baiyujing and learned about the secrets of the Immortal Palace. He caught a glimpse of the silhouettes of two magic weapons and became greedy. He wanted to take the Danshu Xianjian to observe them carefully. Unexpectedly, his greed caused him to lose his chance to become an immortal. He suddenly woke up from a dream and felt lost. As his life was coming to an end, he felt endless regret. On his deathbed, he drew the silhouettes of the two most powerful and holy magic weapons, left a short poem, and passed away suddenly."

After Bai Qiushui finished speaking, he shook his head and recited: "In the White Jade Palace in the sky, there are twelve towers and five cities. The immortals stroked my head and I was blessed with eternal life."

"The man has passed away. When he breathed his last, his body turned into white jade, and he looked like he was about to fly away. Then he turned into a flying rainbow and ascended to the sky. Because the swordsman had many disciples, the number of people who saw this strange phenomenon was countless, and rumors spread everywhere for a while."

"Some say that this swordsman was an immortal from Baiyujing in his previous life, and that he was reincarnated into the mortal world, so an immortal servant came to take him away. Others say that the swordsman was very chivalrous in his life, and that he was favored by the immortal from Baiyujing. But no matter what the story is, it has some weight to it."

"A skilled craftsman forged two divine weapons based on the blueprints left by the swordsman. They were originally made of ordinary iron, but when they were forged, they shone brightly and were so sharp that they could cut hair."

"So the weapons of the Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber style became popular for a time, and all the knights in the world were proud to have their own magic weapons. However, the magic weapons were created by chance, and it was difficult to make one among hundreds of weapons. Because of various accidents, they could not be forged successfully. Scholars said that the magic weapons chose their masters, and if ordinary people held them, they would easily be envied by the gods."

Bai Qiushui glanced at Wang Yansheng's back after he finished speaking and said, "I am familiar with the style of the magic weapon. The weapon you carried looked very familiar to me, so I asked this question."

Wang Yansheng touched the sword behind him with a strange look on his face. This sword of his was a real magic weapon, which he got from his master, but it was not called "The Heaven Sword and the Dragon Slayer".

Although he didn't know where the rumor came from, he was sure that his master was planning something again.

"King? Ruler of the world? Sir, you don't want me to be an emperor, do you? What's the point of a cultivator like me wanting a throne in the mortal world?"

Wang Yansheng thought about it, and looked at Bai Qiu Shui again, thinking: Bai Qiu Shui looks quite smart. I'm a newcomer and don't know much about some intelligence. Maybe it would be a good idea to keep him to handle some external affairs.

With his mind scattered, he said, "My sword and knife skills were taught by my master. He never told me the origins of them, and I never asked. Let's not talk about this for now. I want to ask you, do you have any family or relatives alive?"

Bai Qiushui was delighted when she heard the music and said, "I haven't got married yet, and I don't have a lover. My father died in a foreign invasion, and my mother died of a serious illness. I don't have any worries."

Wang Yansheng nodded: "You are free from all worries, and you are a seed of Taoism. I can give you a secret method that I found by chance. As for whether you can enter the Tao, it all depends on your understanding."

Bai Qiushui was overjoyed and bowed down, "Thank you very much, benefactor. Thank you very much for the magic. Bai Qiushui would never be able to repay you even a little bit even if he died a hundred times."

Wang Yansheng mentioned him: "There is no need for these common names in the outside world. I am not an immortal. Just call me Taoist friend."

Bai Qiu Shui thought about it, then bowed and respectfully called him "Brother". After a brief exchange of ideas, Wang Yansheng was also interested as it was the first time he taught someone else. One person taught randomly, and the other learned randomly, and soon they were near a big city.

The name of the city is Jizhou City, which is a border city on the northern border of the Middle-earth Dynasty. Further out is the vast grassland where countless foreign races live.

Since Jizhou City is a border city, it naturally has the responsibility of guarding the border and defending the country's territory. It is a fortress for storing troops, and the people in the city are mostly brave and brave.

"There are several thousand soldiers in the camp outside Jizhou City. They are there to resist the foreign tribes from the grasslands who come to the border to forage. They are like a barricade at the gate of the country."

Bai Qiu Shui led Wang Yansheng into the city: "The Mongols are a large tribe on the grassland. It is rumored that wherever the Mongols go, cattle and sheep are everywhere. The Mongols are also good at riding and shooting. They are all born on horseback. They can control a foal at the age of seven or eight, and control a bow at the age of eleven or twelve. After the age of sixteen, they are fierce warriors who can follow the large tribe to the south to forage for food. In contrast, the Han people in our Central Plains may not have touched a war horse after they come of age, let alone heavy weapons such as crossbows and arrows." He sighed. Seeing that a heavy snow had just arrived, the resources on the grassland were drastically reduced, and a new round of foreign barbarians were about to come to forage for food.

"Now that the leader of the grassland, Mengwu, is gradually declining, many foreign tribes are ready to make a move. I heard that a foreign tribe called Mohe is gradually becoming stronger, and a powerful leader named Wanyan Shu has emerged. He changed the name of Mohe to Jurchen, trained soldiers, and prepared for war. They are eyeing our territory covetously."

"In the western border, there is another foreign race called Manchu, and the Han people call them Tartar. They are also a force that cannot be underestimated. Taking advantage of this critical moment, the imperial court does not think about training troops, but is only thinking about accompanying the emperor in making trouble. Do you think they will regret it only if someone chops off their heads?"

Bai Qiu Shui was indignant. Although he was just a commoner, he had a lot to say when it came to governing the country. Wang Yansheng opened his eyes and looked towards the southwest outside the city. There was indeed an aura of war, which should be the location of the large camp. However, the aura was mixed and not pure, scattered and not condensed, so it was estimated that it was not some elite soldiers.

"That is a branch camp of the northern frontier army camp. A few years ago, we could still hear the sound of military exercises. But recently, the emperor has used the soldiers' salaries for other purposes. Without money, the soldiers naturally have no energy to practice military formations. I'm afraid they will have a hard time this year."

He looked nonchalant after he finished speaking. Bai Qiu Shui was neither a scholar nor a military officer, and he had no relationship with the emperor. It was not the business of a commoner to worry about military affairs.

Wang Yansheng listened to Bai Qiu Shui's chattering and extracted useful information. This imperial court no longer had much prestige. Even the government and military offices had lost the support of the people. This was a sign of the country's destruction and genocide!
"The emperor who is devoted to practicing Taoism will just let the situation deteriorate? I'm afraid he will end up in a bad way."

The two entered the city, and before they could find a place to stay, a man approached them with a twinkling eyebrow and said, "My two good brothers, I see you are strangers, so you must have never been to Jizhou City."

He bowed and said, "My name is Li Shu. I wonder if you two have time to listen to me?"

Bai Qiu Shui looked at Wang Yansheng. Wang Yansheng wanted to know what this man was up to, so he nodded. Li Shu was overjoyed, and led the two of them through alleys, and after several turns, they stood in front of a small door.

"Recently, the search has been very strict, but this kind of dark alley is complicated and extremely dirty. The officers and soldiers are afraid of being ambushed, and they don't want to dirty their boots, so it's not a big deal."

Li Shu wiped the sweat from his forehead. Seeing that the two men were unmoved by his words, he was sure that the common people were afraid of officials. If they were afraid after hearing his words, he would not need to continue talking. He could just say that they had found the wrong person and they would part ways.

Seeing the expressions of the two men, Li Shu smiled slightly: "I haven't introduced myself in detail yet. I am a fourth-class missionary of the Red Lotus Sect. I summoned you two to bestow a great blessing upon you, my good brothers."

"So you are the Red Lotus Cult envoy. Meet Pastor Li."

Wang Yansheng had no idea what the Red Lotus Sect was. Seeing that Bai Qiu Shui also had a confused look on his face, he knew he couldn't rely on her, so he just went along with what Li Shu said.

Li Shu chuckled: "It seems that this brother has never heard of the reputation of my sect. In my sect, there is no distinction between high and low, only different divisions of labor. When you meet, just call each other brothers and sisters."

After he finished speaking, his face became solemn: "Please allow me to introduce our savior, the merciful Heavenly Father, the Red Lotus Emperor, to my good brothers."

In this dark alley, a red lotus suddenly grew, half the size of a human. As the red lotus descended, petals flew everywhere, a strange fragrance filled the air, and countless fairies rose into the sky, immortal generals sat on the clouds, and all kinds of strange phenomena emerged. Finally, a blurry figure appeared in the red lotus, and its face could not be seen clearly. All one could feel was the divine power like the sea, with endless kindness and majesty.

Bai Qiu Shui had never seen such divine methods before. He felt as if he had arrived at the Immortal Palace. His legs went weak and he was about to kneel down, but was stopped by Wang Yansheng.

He glanced at Li Shu who was praying devoutly and smiled slightly in his heart. Li Shu was holding a yellow talisman folded into a triangle in his hand. When the talisman was activated, illusions could appear.

While the illusion was taking place, Li Shu scattered some powder, which was harmless but made people feel dazed after inhaling it. They became addicted to the illusion and could not distinguish between reality and falsehood.

But Wang Yansheng could not hide all this. He coughed lightly, and with some magic power, Bai Qiu Shui woke up immediately. Looking at Li Shu again, he saw that Wang Yansheng's eyes were clear. He knew that he had met a Taoist master, so he was not afraid and smiled at Wang Yansheng.

"So my good brother has already achieved some cultivation. That's great. Please come in and have a chat with me so that I can learn about the Red Lotus teachings."

Li Shu clapped his hands, and a deep pit suddenly appeared at his feet. He stretched out his arms as an invitation:

"I am willing to guarantee with my life that you two will have a safe trip, please!"

(End of this chapter)