Zongwu: Yue Lao System, grab Huang Rong

There was no excitement, no discomfort, as if in his eyes, the lives of some damned people were cheaper than weeds.

Of course, some of the bandits who died at Li Yu's hands may have been innocent, but they were forced to become bandits.

But Li Yu obviously didn't have the energy to care about so many things, nor was it possible for him to verify whether what they said was true or false one by one.

He now has only one idea, to eradicate the problem completely to prevent future troubles!

Maybe these people will not pose a threat to him in the future, but in Li Yu's view, since he has made enemies, he must wipe them out.

Life is unpredictable. No matter how insignificant a person is, he should not be looked down upon, because no one knows what his fate will be.

Perhaps one day, a conceited person will fall into the trap of his past arrogance.

Therefore, there is no forgiveness under Li Yu's butcher knife.

As expected, everyone in the village, including the bandit leader, was poisoned and easily squeezed dry by Li Yu and killed.

A moment later, a blazing fire lit up the night sky.

The person who caused this scene had already waved his sleeves, leaving behind no trace of cloud.

Chapter 003 Li Yu on the Seven Emperors

A month later, a strange white figure walked on the official road.

The reason why he was said to be weird was because the way the figure walked was really strange.

It was not the normal progress of an ordinary person, but it sometimes moved sideways, sometimes retreated quickly, and sometimes fell to the ground like a seedling bent by wind and rain, but always bounced up at the last moment, like a tumbler.

As his figure swayed and moved, it left behind fragments of afterimages, making it difficult to grasp.

But even with all these tricks, the figure was still traveling at an extremely fast speed.

When passing by pedestrians on the roadside, it often flashes by, reaching the end of the field of vision in a few flashes, and then disappears in the blink of an eye.

People who don’t know martial arts would think they were hallucinating when they saw it.

And this person was Li Yu who was practicing Lingbo Weibu.

Over the past month, he has been traveling north, suppressing bandits one after another and absorbing their internal energy. His cultivation has already reached the late stage of the innate realm.

Unfortunately, there are no decent masters among them, and most of them are ordinary people without internal strength.

As Li Yu's cultivation improved, it became a drop in the bucket for him to "fleece" the minions, and the effort and reward were not proportional.

Li Yu then stopped looking for trouble with the bandits and instead focused on practicing Lingbo Weibu.

Of course, Li Yu also knew that a dragon could not be raised in shallow water.

Those who have broken through the innate realm and reached the master level are already second-rate masters in the martial arts world. There are very few who are so shameless as to become bandits. It is normal that he cannot meet a master.

Not to mention the Grandmaster, Li Yu, the innate warrior, has only encountered two.

This is also one of the reasons why he has been so successful and invincible in the past month.

Note: The first, second, and third-rate in this book do not refer to the realm of cultivation, but rather the overall level of a warrior's comprehensive strength in the martial arts world.

During this period, Li Yu also looted all the property in the bandit camp.

Because non-system products cannot be stored in the system space, Li Yu can only keep some silver bills and small change on him.

Whatever he couldn't take away, he secretly gave to poor families at night, doing his bit to help.

At the same time, Li Yu also went to the city to buy a copy of the "Book of Changes".

Perhaps it was because the heart of the God of War greatly increased Li Yu's understanding. Although the "Book of Changes" is not a martial art, it is not a problem for him to understand some simple principles.

Li Yu quickly figured out what terms like "Fumei" and "Wuwang" represented, and the practice of Lingbo Weibu was put on the agenda from then on.

His comprehension was extraordinary, and he soon achieved great success in his cultivation and was working towards perfection.

"It's getting closer. I can feel that I'm about to see Little Huang Rong."

Li Yu's eyes lit up and he was in high spirits. The fatigue from practicing for most of the day disappeared in an instant. He felt both expectant and nervous.

After another day of walking, at nightfall, a summer thunderstorm came and went, as fast as it came.

Li Yu had no choice but to stay overnight at the inn.

The next day, after having eaten and drunk his fill and the ground was dry, he continued on his journey.

The sky gradually brightened, and in the early morning forest road there was only a white shadow that fluttered like a startled wild goose.

After the rain, the roadside flowers and plants are covered with drops of water, the air is fresh, and people feel happy.

Li Yu didn't like drinking, so he took out the Coke drawn by the system and started drinking.

The pungent gas spread between my mouth and nose, and the taste was so refreshing that I couldn't help but burp.

Suddenly, Li Yu raised his eyebrows, and then a voice came from the side: "What a handsome light body skill!"

Li Yu looked in the direction of the sound and saw a middle-aged beggar jumping down from a tree.

A closer look revealed a man with a rectangular face, a slight beard under his chin, thick hands and feet, and clothes that were patched here and there, but cleanly washed. He held a green bamboo pole in his hand and a large vermilion lacquered gourd on his back, his face full of admiration.

"Hmm? Beggar? At this time, at this place..."

Li Yu was lost in thought, and then glanced at his right hand holding the gourd. There were only four fingers on it, and one index finger was missing. He understood.

"So it's Senior Hong Qigong, the Beggar of the North, who is here in person. I am honored to be here. My skills are just trifles, and I don't deserve such praise from you." Li Yu performed the junior's greeting.

Li Yu also had some respect for Hong Qigong.

Although this person is greedy by nature, he has all the virtues that a decent person should have. He is kind, witty and just.

According to the original book, he killed 231 people, each of whom deserved death, but he never killed a single one by mistake in his life. How rare is that?

Therefore, Li Yu was not stingy in expressing his respect.

"Oh? Baby, you recognize the old beggar?" Hong Qigong was surprised. He didn't expect that the other party recognized him at a glance.

Li Yu smiled and said, "I have seen many beggars along the way, so how could I not recognize the beggar's ancestor? The name of the Nine-Fingered Divine Beggar is well-known to everyone in the Song and Jin dynasties. Who doesn't know it?"

Hong Qigong laughed out loud, but felt a little embarrassed.

Normally when he joked with others, he would call himself the beggar's ancestor. Now that he heard this from someone else, he felt embarrassed.

If he is the ancestor of beggars, then what is the founder of the Beggars' Sect? And what about the late former Beggars' Sect leader Wang Jiantong?

To take a closer look, the leader of the Beggars' Sect in the Song Dynasty is now Qiao Feng. Doesn't that mean that he wants to ride on Qiao Feng's head and act like the boss?

However, Hong Qigong could tell that although Li Yu's words were sarcastic, he did not mean any harm, so he did not get angry. Besides, Li Yu had indeed called himself that, and Li Yu had not wronged him.

Just as he raised the gourd to drink some wine to ease the embarrassment, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a bottle of black stuff in Li Yu's hand from the corner of his eye, and was immediately surprised.

"Little kid, what's in that bottle of yours? Why is it so black, like it's been soaked in poison? Could it be poison?"

Li Yu smiled when he heard this and was about to speak when he suddenly realized something and looked at Hong Qigong's expression.

Hong Qigong obviously noticed it as well, but he didn't care and was just waiting for Li Yu's answer.

Li Yu's eyes flashed, and he smiled: "This is not poison, but it is more powerful than poison."

"Oh? What is that? Can it be more powerful than poison?" Hong Qigong was even more surprised.

Li Yu shook the Coke and said, "Other people's poisons can only kill people or make their lives worse than death. This is called a cola drink. I guarantee that after one sip, you will want more. After a few more sips, you will be inseparable from it for the rest of your life!"

"Little kid, aren't you trying to trick this old beggar? If you say so, then isn't it better than the emperor's imperial wine?" Hong Qigong was aroused by Li Yu's words, and his mouth was watering.

Li Yu smiled meaningfully and said, "Senior, you have been a fox immortal in the imperial kitchen for three months. Naturally, you have tasted all kinds of imperial dishes and wines. But since I dare to say this, I have my reasons."

Hong Qigong was shocked when he heard this, and a sense of vigilance arose in his heart.

He snuck into the palace's kitchen and stole food for three months. He did it in a very covert way, even the chefs were kept in the dark and thought it was done by a fox fairy. How could this young man know everything so clearly?

Could it be that... everything I did was seen by him?

Hong Qigong suddenly felt a chill down his spine and a chill on his back.

"Little kid, are you here to call for justice and capture that old beggar to collect the reward?"

Receive reward?

Li Yu shook his head. "Senior, you have misunderstood. I am just an ordinary Jianghu person, and I have no connection with the court. Moreover, the Emperor of Song is incompetent and useless. How could he send me to serve him?"

Hong Qigong was originally skeptical, but when he heard Li Yu ridiculing the Song Emperor, his doubts disappeared immediately.

If Li Yu was really a government official, and came to bring him to justice, he would not have said such insulting words to the majesty of heaven.

However, as a Song Dynasty man who was deeply influenced by Neo-Confucianism, even though Hong Qigong was extremely righteous, the idea of ​​loyalty to the emperor and patriotism was still deeply rooted in his soul. He felt unhappy when he heard Li Yu's words.

For a moment, he even forgot how Li Yu knew that he had secretly eaten from the imperial chef.

Of course, Hong Qigong didn't think Li Yu would give an explanation.

Because this may very well involve Li Yu's secret.

Hong Qigong frowned and said unhappily, "Little kid, you're also Han Chinese. As a citizen of the Song Dynasty, how could you not be loyal to your country and instead be here making up stories about the emperor's faults?"

"Serve the country with all your heart?" Li Yu laughed in silence and said sarcastically, "Some people did think so in the past, but what about us? Have you forgotten the twelve golden medals and 'false accusations'?"

Hong Qigong's face changed, and then turned ashen.

Yue Fei, a famous general of the Song Dynasty, led an invincible Yue Family Army, which was known as "It is easy to shake a mountain, but difficult to shake Yue Family Army".

He was loyal and devoted to his country throughout his life, but just when he was about to recover lost territory and avenge the national humiliation, he was stabbed in the back.

Twelve golden medals were fired in succession, destroying Yue Fei's years of hard work!

He was charged with a "false crime" and died unjustly as a famous general of all time!

However, the Song Dynasty, which should have been the victor, shamelessly paid compensation and asked for peace!

What a shame!

This incident shocked the world at the time, and the "Great Song Dynasty" was nicknamed "the Great Send" and "the Great Coward" from then on.

That is not just a shame for one or two people, but a shame for all the people of the Song Dynasty and even all Han people.

Of course, the only one who did not feel ashamed was probably the almighty Emperor Song.

Hong Qigong could no longer maintain his carefree and relaxed demeanor as a master. His face was stern, his hands were clenched tightly, and his heart was filled with rage and murderous intent.

But in the end, he loosened his grip weakly.

Regicide?

Not to mention that there are so many masters in the palace, he simply can't do it. Even if he can do it, he can't do it.