Chapter 410

Yuqing Jue nodded. Then he thought of what Duan Siping said and asked, "do you know if xiaoyaozi, the founder of Xiaoyao sect, left any words or information when he ascended?"

Wu Yazi frowned and thought, but then shook his head: "no, when the master ascended, my cultivation was still low. On that day, I saw the master flying away in the golden light, but he didn't leave any information and words. Why did you ask?"

Yuqingjue shook his head: "I met Duan Siping in Dali."

"What?"

After saying that, wuyazi Li Qiushui and Wu Xingyun exclaimed, looking a little incredible.

Yu qingjue said, "I met him in the imperial mausoleum when I was collecting the artifacts of Dali. According to him, when I soared to the upper world, the national movement sent an alarm. It seems that there is a problem in the so-called upper world, so Duan Siping suppressed his cultivation and stayed in the lower world. Therefore, I want to know whether xiaoyaozi has left any message."

When the three heard the speech, they were somewhat silent. When Duan Siping ascended as Dali Taizu, the national movement issued a warning, so it can be regarded as a warning to him from this land. From this, it seems that there may be a major change in the so-called upper world: "maybe it's just that we worry about the sky. After all, people will not soar in this world after their cultivation and robbery."

Yuqing Jue chuckled. After saving wuyazi that day, he thought for a long time and gave him a pearl of the origin of the world of the heavens, making wuyazi a world controller in the small universe: "it's also said that no matter what happens in the upper world, it has nothing to do with us."

On the other hand, after leaving the Central Plains, the three of Xiao Feng lived a nomadic life. It seems that they can't stand such a dull day. Ouyangming said goodbye to Xiao Feng after staying here for a few days, and then disappeared.

At this time, Xiao Feng met a man named Wanyan a Gu. They were similar in character, but they became sworn brothers of the opposite sex: "brother, I will leave soon. This time I say goodbye to you."

Wanyan Aguda shook his head, smiled and said, "just go, brother. If you miss me, just look at me here. Nvzhen people will always welcome you."

Xiao Feng laughed, patted his chest and said, "no problem. We'll drink a few bowls at that time."

The next day, Xiao Feng rarely wore formal clothes. Over the years, as the leader of the beggars' sect and a nomad, he wore casual clothes. This time he wanted to see Yelv Hongji, but he couldn't be here.

A moment later, he came to the palace. Yelv Hongji was in the early Dynasty in the main hall. When he heard Xiao Feng coming, he directly asked someone to invite him in. He was rescued when he was in danger during his hunting that day. Seeing Xiao Feng's righteousness and strength, he loved talents.

Long Xinghu stepped into the hall and looked at Yelv Hongji sitting on the high platform. Xiao Feng saluted with fists: "Cao min Xiao Feng, meet the Liao Lord."

When the bodyguard on the side of "wanton" saw Xiao Feng and saw you, he just bowed his hands and drank fiercely.

"It doesn't matter" Yelv Hongji waved his hand and looked appreciative: "Xiao Feng, you saved me and was in trouble that day. I once said I would thank you again. Today, I officially appoint you as the king of the southern court of the Liao state, commanding a servant and helping the majesty of the Liao state."

After listening, Xiao Feng thought for a while, then thanked him and said, "thank you, Lord Liao, but Xiao Feng is a wild village man, but he can't accept such a reward."

Yelv Hongji frowned and thought that if Xiao Feng's strength was for his own use, as long as he trained a group of soldiers for himself, he would not be able to catch himself in the world: "what I said has never been taken back. From now on, you Xiao Feng is the king of the Southern court of Liao."

Xiao Feng felt a little helpless. Yelv Hongji was so resolute that if he was shirking, I was afraid the consequences would be unimaginable. He had to bow his hands and say, "minister Xiao Feng, thank you, your majesty. Xiao Feng must do his best to protect our Liao country."

Yelv Hongji nodded with satisfaction, then directly announced his retreat, took Xiao Feng to the wilderness and pointed to the vast world in front of him: "see, this is my country."

Xiao Feng smiled and said nothing.

I only heard Yelv Hongji continue to say, "however, there are tigers and wolves from all sides. I hope you can train a group of soldiers for Daliao to protect the border of Daliao."

Xiao Feng frowned. These days, he wandered along the border between song and Liao. Every time he saw soldiers of the two countries killing innocent people. This is his hometown, and the other side of song is his place of upbringing. If the soldiers he trained fight, he doesn't know who to help.

When Yelv Hongji saw the silent Xiao Feng, he couldn't help saying, "why, does the king of the South courtyard have any doubts?"

Xiao Feng shook his head and said, "Your Majesty, Xiao Feng grew up in the state of song. There are nurturers there. If the soldiers I trained kill my parents, then I am unfilial. This is my hometown, and I don't want to see the harm of my compatriots. Loyalty and filial piety have been difficult since ancient times, so I can't promise."

Immediately, as soon as yeluhongji's face changed, he left with a cold hum.

Xiao Feng sighed when he saw it behind him. He knew the things in the Song Dynasty clearly. He had internal and external troubles and weak national strength. Even without his trained soldiers, Liao wanted to invade easily: "I hope my meager strength can help you wait, alas."

Looking at the far away Yelv Hongji, Xiao Feng shook his head and directly followed a bodyguard to the residence given by Yelv Hongji. A moment later, the two came to a magnificent courtyard. The bodyguard said, "King Xiao, this is the residence given to you by your majesty. I'll go back and recover my life first."

Xiao Feng nodded, "go now."

The next day, after bringing Xiao Yuanshan back to this place, Xiao Feng took some soldiers and went hunting in the jungle every day to avoid Yelv Hongji. On the way, he saw a man lying on a big stone with a book written in Chinese characters in front of him and a word written in wooden cards: Selling books for money to go home.

Seeing this, Xiao Feng stopped, got off his horse, flew down, looked at the people in front of him, the people in rags, perhaps the people robbed by horse thieves, and couldn't help feeling a trace of compassion. He took out a piece of gold from his arms and put it in front of the man: "brother, I want your book."

The man opened his eyes and looked at Xiao Feng. When he was about to pick up the gold, he threw the book on the ground directly to the past: "this book belongs to you." then he turned away without saying a word and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Xiao Feng smiled and shook his head, but the bodyguard beside him was a little angry: "king, how can this broken book be worth a ingot of gold? You were cheated."

Xiao Feng waved his hand carelessly. There was nothing to cheat: "let's go on hunting. If anyone plays more today, I'll teach him a move."

"Oh, King Xiao is mighty."

In the evening, Xiao Feng and others, who came back with a full load, rested by a small river, took down the wine pot at his waist, took a few big mouthfuls, comfortably vomited a mouthful of wine gas, and couldn't help being distracted by the falling sunset.

The bodyguard looked at each other and said, "Your Majesty, tell us something about the Song Dynasty. Everyone is very curious."

Xiao Feng regained his mind, smiled and then said, "I grew up there since I was a child. Although I don't know it everywhere, I have traveled all over the north and south of the river in the Song Dynasty. The scenery there is different. We wait for Liao. The south of the Yangtze River is the most beautiful, the soil and water are fertile and the climate is pleasant, but the north is mostly dry land."

After hearing this, the bodyguard said, "I've heard that there is a man as famous as the king in the Central Plains. I don't know who is more powerful than the king."

Xiao Feng shook his head: "Nan Murong, his strength is stronger than me." although there is no comparison, Xiao Feng still knows that yuqingjue's strength is stronger than him. Xiao Yuanshan didn't hurt him with all his strength that day.

The bodyguard didn't believe it, but they saw Xiao Feng smash a small mountain with one palm. Such strength is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

In this case, Xiao Feng didn't explain. He smiled and said, "it's getting late. Let's get ready. We should go back."

It was getting late. Xiao Feng, who had eaten, went back to his room to sleep. After taking off his coat, he found that a book had fallen out of his arms. Then he thought of the day. He couldn't help shaking his head, picked up the books on the ground and opened a page carelessly.

However, the next moment is a change of complexion.

"The Northern Song Dynasty was a period in Chinese history, not a dynasty. It was combined with the Southern Song Dynasty. It was conquered by the state of Jin in Bianliang, Tokyo in 1127, so the Northern Song Dynasty perished."

"This..."

Xiao Feng was unbelievable. Looking at the book in his hand, he just bought a book with palpitation in his heart. The content in it was so shocking that his hand trembled and opened the second page.