Volume 7: Looking back at the rivers and lakes, the road ahead is long Chapter 340: In the Jianghu, Ren Bofeng
Luoyang.
It's winter again.
Although it was a season of heavy snow, the restaurants and inns on both sides of the long street were bustling with activity.
People were drinking, playing finger-guessing games, telling stories, and performing on the streets, coming and going, and the noisy noise could be heard through the closed doors and windows.
No matter how much time passes, the world of martial arts will always be bustling with hustle and bustle.
But besides the noise, there was also a sense of solemnity like winter, echoing along the long street.
It was because half a month ago, the chief escorts of the eight major escort agencies in the north, the leader of the Haisha Gang on the Yellow River waterway, the Huashan Sect, and the Emei Sect, all the leaders and sect masters of these forces were killed overnight.
And they were all killed by the same mysterious force.
"Tianzun!"
In the wind and snow, someone said this name fearfully.
For a moment, the sounds of cups and bowls breaking could be heard on both sides of the long street, and people were in panic.
Because of the strength of this force and the number of masters, some people say that it is no less powerful than the Qinglong Society of the past, and even catches up with the Tianxia Alliance, and even surpasses it.
The rapid rise of this force is extremely rare. It is almost the same as the Money Gang of that year. It emerged like mushrooms after rain overnight.
No one noticed at first, but by the time everyone found out, it was too late.
No one knows who the Lord of Tianzun is. This person is mysterious, just like the seven dragon heads of the Qinglong Society back then, whose true appearance is hard to see.
More importantly, this person is surrounded by many experts, and his behavior is evil. Wherever he goes, it is like the underworld opens up, and ghosts pass through, leaving no one alive.
And what about the Tianxia Alliance?
Now it has become a thing of the past.
With the disappearance of Li Muchan and Shangguan Xiaoxian, several major alliance leaders began to feel alienated and each of them became the overlord of their own side. The Tianxia Alliance, which originally commanded the martial arts of the thirteen provinces in the north and south, is now divided into pieces and exists in name only.
The world of martial arts waits for no one, let alone when many heroes emerge.
Everyone had originally hoped that the two would show up to stabilize the situation, but when someone spread the news that Li Muchan and Shangguan Xiaoxian had already died, all forces and people from all walks of life could no longer sit still.
These people may be loyal, but more of them are obsessed with profit and greed, and are greedy for the immeasurable wealth that the World Alliance will bring.
Originally, when Li Muchan was in charge, these people could still be at peace and quiet. But after they were leaderless, and the two major forces, the Qinglong Society and the Jinqian Gang, were eliminated, some ambitious people naturally wanted to seize power.
Today, Peacock Villa has been closed for many years and has been isolated from worldly affairs; Jiangnan Qixingtang has joined forces with the Twelve Linked Docks to dominate the world's waterways; Green Forest Road is mostly controlled by Long Xiaoyun, who is stationed in Heluo.
What about the Money Gang?
Shangguan Xian'er and others had already left Luoyang with a group of Jinqian Gang members as early as the moment Li Muchan and the other two disappeared, and their whereabouts are unknown.
It was precisely because of this that Long Xiaoyun had the opportunity to control Heluo.
Suddenly, someone came in the snow, their footsteps making a crunching sound in the snow. Looking closely, I saw a white-haired, hunched-backed old woman, carrying an old, heavy bamboo basket on her arm.
"Sugar-roasted chestnuts... Fragrant and sweet sugar-roasted chestnuts..." The old woman shouted weakly.
On the second floor of an inn at the end of the long street, a middle-aged man wrapped in fox fur was sitting behind a half-open window.
The man sat upright, dressed in gorgeous clothes, with a tall figure. His deep gaze overlooked the entire street through the gap.
Today, he is already a giant in the martial arts world and a hero in the world of Jianghu. With a wave of his hand, he can decide the life and death of many people and holds the power of life and death.
He is Long Xiaoyun.
Sitting in this place, in Luoyang City, Long Xiaoyun couldn't help but feel emotional and sighed.
If it were four years ago, he would never have imagined who he is now, or that there would be such a day.
Long Xiaoyun also thought of Li Muchan. He thought of this person almost every day, especially when he decided to do something. While he was hesitant, he would also think about what Li Muchan would do if he were in his place.
Not only does he think about this person during the day, but he also dreams about him at night and wakes up in shock.
Long Xiaoyun stroked the exquisite heater beside him, feeling the warmth from his fingertips, and murmured, "It's been almost five years, and there's no sign of him alive, and no sign of his body. Could he really be dead?"
He believed that he was definitely not the only one in this world who thought about that person every day. He thought about him, and some people were afraid of him. They were so afraid that they couldn't sleep all night. They thought about him day and night, thinking about how to guard against him and how to resist him.
Listening to the clamor on both sides and looking at the many figures coming and going in the wind and snow, Long Xiaoyun's eyes flickered and he sneered coldly, "They are coming. Let the brothers prepare."
Who's coming?
Ding-a-ling...
Suddenly, bursts of bell sounds were heard in the wind and snow.
The sound of the bell is not crisp, but it has its own rhythm, coming from far away and approaching in an erratic manner.
The wind and snow got stronger.
"Heaven and earth are ruthless. Ghosts and gods are blind. All things are powerless. The people are ignorant. Life and death are unpredictable. Fortune and disaster have no doors... In the netherworld of heaven and earth, I alone reign supreme..."
The Lord of Heaven has arrived.
In the howling snow and wind, accompanied by bursts of bells, many ghostly figures suddenly walked out of the snow curtain on all sides. They jumped up and down, as light as flying, with smoke and dust billowing behind them. They hid their bodies and covered their faces, which was very evil.
In an instant, all the noises in the restaurants and inns disappeared, and there was dead silence.
"Long Xiaoyun, withdraw from Luoyang City, and Tianzun will spare your life."
Amidst the vast cloud of smoke and dust, a rough and deep voice echoed across the long street and reached Long Xiaoyun's ears.
Long Xiaoyun showed disdain on his face, "Stop talking so much, let's see what's really going on."
Others may not know who the Lord of Heaven is, but how could he not know?
"Murong Qiudi."
Long Xiaoyun silently recited this name in his heart.
The speed of this person's rise was beyond their imagination and caught them off guard, but in the final analysis, it was because of the shadows of the Zhu family elders behind this person.
"Humph, you're so stubborn!"
Figures moved around, and a strong murderous intent swept across the entire street like a tide.
Snow was flying in the air, and among the many shadowy figures on the long street, an emerald green paper umbrella stood out.
There was someone under the umbrella, a breathtakingly woman.
Although the person's face was covered with a mask and only the eyes were visible, one could tell from her figure and posture that she was a beauty who could captivate everyone.
The woman was wearing a snow-white cloak and a sword on her waist, and she walked out slowly.
"kill!"
Finally, she added: "Leave no one behind!"
“Wow!”
The next moment, countless figures jumped out from the restaurants and inns on both sides of the long street, and hidden weapons and swords were thrown directly towards Tianzun's troops.
However, just when both sides were killing each other, a large chestnut horse suddenly walked out of an alley, with a strange brocade bag of medium size hanging around its neck.
Seeing this unique treasure bag in the world, the woman's breath stopped and her eyes widened.
The same thing happened to Long Xiaoyun. He looked at the brocade bag and his pupils shrank sharply.
"This is……"
