Starting with the divine power of the Great Vajra, he traversed the heavens.

Chapter 307 Following the Three Fiends Means You'll Get to Eat Meat (Seeking Monthly Tickets at the Beginning of the Month!)
Time is like a wild donkey, charging recklessly.

Days passed by, and August arrived quickly.

Many significant events occurred during this period.

In the martial arts world, the huge commotion caused by Lang Fanyun's shattered departure has not yet subsided.

Immediately afterwards, the righteous path began to purge the remnants of the Heavenly Mandate Sect, and in the end, they even found the immortal immortal of the Changbai Sect and besieged him to death.

Only then did the world realize that the Heavenly Mandate Sect had extended its reach to such a high level. If it weren't for the "One-Sword Immortal" Red Sleeve Girl defeating the four masters of the Heavenly Mandate Sect, they might have been given a few more months and overthrown the world!

Therefore, Hongxiu began to become famous throughout the world.

In the imperial court, Zhu Yuanzhang finally couldn't hold on any longer and passed the throne to Zhu Yunwen before passing away.

In an instant, the whole world was draped in white, and many people grieved.

Upon learning this, Xi Yingzhen sighed, "Expelling the Tartars and restoring China. No matter how many faults Zhu Yuanzhang had, this one act alone is enough to make him famous for all time."

In just one month, from the imperial court to the martial arts world, one bombshell announcement after another was made, leaving people overwhelmed. But after everyone had a chance to process it all...

They all unconsciously focused their attention on one place.

Lanjiang Island!
Indeed, with the Mid-Autumn Festival approaching, the hearts of people in the martial arts world are already boiling with excitement.

Everyone is looking forward to this glorious battle that will last for millennia.

The white-clad swordsman battles the demon master.

One is a peerless swordsman who has been unmatched in the world for only three years since his debut.

One was an invincible demon lord who reigned supreme in the world for a full sixty years.

Who wins and who loses?

Is it possible to recreate the magic of the battle between Chuan Ying and Meng Chixing?
Everyone was eagerly anticipating it.

Because Lanjiang Island is within the territory of the Nujiao Gang, the Nujiao Gang has repeatedly declared that starting from August 10th, no ships or vessels are allowed to enter within 50 li of Lanjiang Island, with the exception of Ren and Pang.

This practice is similar to the order given by the King of Meng to block the long street when Chuanying and Meng Chixing fought their decisive battle, and it adds a mysterious touch to the battle of the river.

Never before has a duel garnered such attention, with people so eager to know the outcome.

Taohuadian Village.

early morning.

Ding'an was chopping wood, Xi Yingzhen was playing chess, and Hongxiu was rubbing Panghu's head.

Fat Tiger has been eating some rare and precious herbs lately, making his fur even shinier and smoother. He was enjoying being rubbed by Little Beggar so much that he squinted his eyes and started snoring.

This fat guy's whereabouts are becoming increasingly mysterious. He can hide his huge body in the shadows and sneak up on people without them noticing. In many cases, even Xi Yingzhen and Ding An cannot sense the presence of Fat Tiger.

Only Shao Yang and Hong Xiu, with their extraordinary senses, were able to spot the fat tiger ahead of time.

Ren Shaoyang once joked, "Big Meow is becoming more and more like an assassin, why not change its name to 'Ghost Tiger'?"

Hongxiu shook her head vigorously, thinking that Da Miao was still very cute and didn't look like any demons or monsters at all.

While Hongxiu and Panghu were having a great time, Ding'an kept glancing back at her guiltily.

Ever since he kicked the little beggar out with one shot last time, she has ignored him, which has caused him a lot of distress over his broken hand.

Ding An scratched his head and muttered to himself, "Hey, all I got was a blackened body and curly hair from the blast! The little beggar is perfectly fine, so why is he still angry with me?"

Upon hearing this, Xi Yingzhen rolled her eyes at him, gave a cold laugh, and ignored the fool.

No wonder you can't find a wife!

That's right!

Ren Shaoyang stepped out of the house, lazily stretching his limbs. The morning breeze ruffled his black hair, and the morning air was exceptionally fresh.

Just then, laughter was heard.

Everyone turned around and saw the little Taoist priest carrying a package, walking over with a grin.

"Fatty, what brings you here?" Hongxiu jumped out and snatched the package. "Oh dear! You came all this way, why did you bring a gift?"

The fat Taoist laughed and said, "Why didn't you say so earlier, Sister Hongxiu? You made me waste all the effort I put into collecting these medicinal herbs."

Ren Shaoyang couldn't help but ask, "Fatty, you didn't take a kickback from the treasure you gave to Wudang, did you?"

The young Taoist blushed and exclaimed, "How is that possible? I am a Taoist cultivator!"

Shao Yang was taken aback, realizing that he himself often said the same thing.

The Taoist priest dared not say anything more and quickly walked to the pavilion. Ding'an and the little beggar had already arrived and were looking at the opened package with admiration.

Upon seeing the half-demon, Xi Yingzhen laughed and said, "Little fatso, it seems you've struck it rich, as you've really brought some good stuff."

Ren Shaoyang followed and glanced at the table. There were more than a dozen long and narrow wooden boxes lined up in a row. He opened them one by one and found that the ginseng inside was thick and plump, emitting a faint fragrance. Some of the ginseng roots were as thick as a child's arm and looked like human figures.

The little Taoist priest cupped his hands and smiled, "In about ten days it will be Shao Yang's big day. I've been making all sorts of preparations these past few days and finally found some good ginseng to nourish your body."

Ren Shaoyang laughed heartily, cupped his hands in greeting, and said, "You're the one who thinks of me!"

The fat man quickly returned the greeting, saying, "Shaoyang, what are you saying? Your business is my business. Besides, Sister Hongxiu taught me a set of 'Mysterious and Subtle True Dao' internal energy cultivation techniques, I'm already too grateful to even ask for it!"

Ren Shaoyang was about to thank her again when Hongxiu suddenly laughed and said, "Oh, you two, don't be so polite. You take turns, like chickens pecking at rice." The little beggar turned to look at the little Taoist priest and said, "Fatty, you look radiant, and your Taoist robe is different from the usual style."

Hongxiu looked around and suddenly clapped her hands: "You're not planning to go down the mountain and establish your own sect, are you?"

The little Taoist gave a thumbs up and laughed, "Sister Hongxiu has sharp eyes! That's right. Some time ago, after I captured and killed the Immortal of Immortality, I received permission from the sect leader to go down the mountain and establish my own sect."

"That's great!" Ren Shaoyang and the little beggar exchanged a glance and asked with a smile, "Have you found a good address and decided on a name yet?"

"It's settled, it's settled!" Little Half-Taoist chuckled. "We'll choose Mount Taiyi, west of Nanyang, and name it 'Taiyi Sect'."

"Wow!"

Upon hearing this, Ding'an exclaimed in surprise and stepped forward, saying, "Fatty, are you really going to call yourself the patriarch? Since it's the Taiyi Sect, then aren't you the Taiyi Zhenren?"

"Haha, no, no!" Little Half-Taoist scratched his head and laughed happily. "It's all thanks to Sister Hongxiu's help. If she hadn't taught me the divine skill, I wouldn't have had this opportunity."

"Hey, the little beggar is so generous, I, Old Ren, can't hold him back."

Ren Shaoyang thought for a moment, then pulled a piece of paper from his sleeve and handed it to Xiao Ban Dao Ren.

"Shaoyang, what is this?"

Ren Shaoyang said, "This is a sword technique that I simplified from 'Sword Silk Crossing the Void'. After all, the original technique requires the Dragon Capture technique, which has very strict conditions. Therefore, I simplified it when I was in seclusion."

"The effect is not bad either. When using a regular sword, sword shadows appear in all directions. When practiced to the extreme, it can even transform into eleven figures to attack the enemy, with tremendous power!"

The little Taoist's eyes lit up, and he quickly put the sword manual into his robes, cupping his hands and saying, "Haha, with the Sword God imparting the technique, this humble Taoist now has the sect's signature sword technique!"

At this moment, Ding An also laughed and said, "Fatty, since the cripple and the little beggar gave you martial arts skills, then I'll forge a few swords for you as a congratulatory gift!"

"Oh my!" The little Taoist was so happy he almost fainted. He quickly scouted for him, "With Ding'an's help, I also have the legendary divine weapon of the Taiyi Sect!"

The fat man chuckled and said, "Haha, following the 'Three Fiends of the North' really does bring good fortune!" He then glanced at Xi Yingzhen with a sly look.

Xi Yingzhen laughed and said, "You fat bastard, you're really greedy."

The young Taoist explained, "Elder Xi, you don't know the cost of firewood and rice until you're in charge. If you don't have a solid foundation when running a sect, you'll be taken advantage of!"

Xi Yingzhen shook his head and smiled wryly, then took out a book and handed it to him: "This is the old Taoist's many years of experience in formations. Take it back and study it carefully. Combine it with the sword techniques that Shao Yang gave you, and it will surely have miraculous effects."

Xiao Ban was overjoyed: "Thank you so much, Elder Xi!"

The group chatted and laughed, and around noon, Ding'an prepared a delicious meal with a wide variety of delicacies from the mountains and rivers. The guests and hosts enjoyed themselves immensely.
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As everyone eagerly awaited their turn, the days slipped by one after another.

The Nujiao Gang's warships gathered in the waters near Lanjiang Island, patrolling back and forth and implementing a blockade.

On August 10th, the giant ship carrying the Demon Master Pang Ban entered the Dongting Lake waters and temporarily anchored at the shore. It was estimated that the ship would arrive on the evening of the 14th.

The news spread like wildfire, and the atmosphere immediately became tense, like a taut bowstring.

Inside the Angry Dragon Gang's warship.

Han Bai, Fan Liangji, and even Little Ghost King Jing Cheng Leng came. They exchanged pleasantries with Shangguan Ying, the leader of the Angry Dragon Gang, strategist Zhai Yushi, and others.

After exchanging pleasantries, the usual laughter and liveliness were absent due to the somber mood.

Han Bai came to the deck, looked at the densely packed ships around him, and said, "Many major sects have arrived, all waiting for the protagonist to arrive."

Shangguan Ying looked at Lanjiang Island, hidden in the clouds and mist ten miles away, and sneered: "Do they think they can still see the two of them fighting at this distance?"

Fan Liangji said in a deep voice, "Brother Shangguan is in a bad mood, which is why he finds everything displeasing. They are just like us, only thinking about getting as close to the battlefield as possible. At least they can see who leaves Lanjiang Island alive."

At this moment, Zhai Yushi asked, "Brother Han, do you know where Sword God Ren is now?"

Everyone knows that Han Bai, now famous as the "Little Sword God" and known as the number one swordsman in the capital, is also the son-in-law of the Ghost King's Mansion.

He is a descendant of the Three Fiends.

In terms of swordsmanship, he inherited the "Kunlun Thirteen Swords" from the Sword God; in terms of internal energy cultivation, he practiced the "Divine Illumination Scripture" of the One-Knife Immortal; and his famous sword "Lu Hou" was forged by the Blade Emperor himself.

He can be considered the number one young master in the martial arts world, and also the number one master in the world for the next twenty years.

Han Bai smiled and said, "Brother Shaoyang should be eating hotpot and singing songs with Sister Hongxiu, Brother Ding'an, Xiaobandaoren, and Old Master Xi, and riding slowly in a donkey cart!"

"What?" Zhai Yushi was taken aback and asked, "Isn't he nervous at all?"

Han Bai looked at the boundless lake and the sunset that blended the sky and water, a smile on his lips, but he didn't say anything more.

Following his gaze, everyone looked at the glowing clouds on the lake and fell silent.
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"Outside the long pavilion, along the ancient road, the fragrant grass stretches to the horizon!"

"The evening breeze caresses the willows, the flute's melody fades, the setting sun shines beyond the mountains

"At the ends of the earth, at the corners of the world"

Before the sun rises, a gentle morning breeze blows, cool and pleasant.

On the official road, a donkey cart sped away, billowing white steam rising from the windows, and the aroma of hot pot wafting throughout the willow grove.

The beautiful and melodious singing startled the weary birds in the forest, causing them to flutter and take flight.

Of course, this also stirred up the mountain bandits in the forest, causing them to feel a rumble of anger in their stomachs and leap up in a fit of rage to block the road and rob them.

Before the coded language could be finished, the white donkey let out a "thump" and took the lead, disappearing without a trace as swift as the wind.

(End of this chapter)