Chapter 295 Father and Son (6)
Yincheng.
Autumn is just right.
The second prince Le Xi ascended the throne, and the former emperor Le was imprisoned in the cold palace of Qingping Le Garden.
The power change within the Le family did not have much impact on Yincheng.
Lu Yi continued to parade around under the name of "Le Huo". Oh, by the way, he was now the Grand Tutor appointed by Le Xi, in charge of all the household registration, finance, taxation, statistics and other powers in Xinyin.
Lu Yu is still the Grand Marshal of Xinyin, commanding the new army.
Putting aside the fact that Zhengtong was in charge of the army and was in direct conflict with Le Wu in Haojing, the father and son Lu Yu and Lu Yi had taken control of Xinyin's military, political and financial affairs. Even Zhu Chong and other important officials of culture and education could not compete with them.
There was a loud "crash" as news came that the power in Yin City had changed and Le Xi had rebelled and taken power. In Le Wu's central army tent, the furious Le Wu overturned his own commander's plan and smashed the decorative shields, armor and various weapons in the tent to pieces.
"How dare he?"
Le Wu was furious.
He also spoke vaguely about this "he", and it was unclear whether he was talking about Lu Yu, Lu Yu, or Le Xi.
Or maybe... it was someone whose name he didn't dare to mention.
The news from Yincheng was obscure and unclear. Le Wu only knew that Le Xi had ascended the throne, but he had no idea about the specific cause and effect, and who was involved, because of the news blockade.
This feeling of being kept in the dark and having nothing under control is very bad.
Le Wu was very uneasy.
Because in Yincheng, there is the unfathomable and terrifying existence of Old Blood God - does Le Xi's promotion to the throne mean that Old Blood God has other ideas?
"What exactly does he want to do?" Le Wu cursed angrily.
This "he" is roughly certain to be referring to the old Blood God. Le Wu really doesn't understand what this old monster wants to do.
"Dad!" Le Shui came up to Le Wu and asked him carefully, "What should we do now? "
Le Shui looked at Le Wu with flickering eyes.
Le Wu panted, gritted his teeth, walked out of the central military tent and looked towards the north.
This is Yangcheng. In front of us is a surging river, which is the Yangjiang River.
Now, Le Wu's army is confronting the elite Yulin Army from Haojing across the river. Several large stone bridges on the river are the focus of the contention between the two sides.
The originally grayish-white stone bridge has now been dyed purple-black by blood plasma.
In the camp in Jiangbei, large flags with the word "Lu" were flying. The one commanding the army and confronting Lewu was none other than Dayin's newly appointed general, Lu Xiu.
The combat effectiveness of Le's private army was not as good as that of the Yulin Army commanded by Lu Xiu.
A few days ago, Le Wu wanted to rely on the magical power of the Blood River to rush into the Jiangbei camp and kill people indiscriminately. It would be best if he could kill Lu Xiu and a group of Dayin's senior generals on the spot to break the deadlock.
But just as he rushed into the Luxiu camp, a group of burly men, about 11 or 12 feet tall, who were as fierce as wolves and tigers, formed a strange formation and smashed towards him, carrying heavy vajra staffs.
Fortunately, the Blood River Sutra contains countless secret methods to save lives, and Le Wu is quick to see the opportunity and turn around and leave when things go wrong.
He was beaten dozens of times and his back was almost broken. He managed to escape with great difficulty.
Since the surprise attack failed, Le Wu could only lead his army to fight against Lu Xiu.
Before the outcome was decided here, something unexpected happened in the rear nest... Le Wu was furious, and he really wanted to run back to Yincheng to see what had happened.
But he was afraid of the attitude of the old Blood God.
Another thing is that he didn't dare to abandon his army and return to Yincheng.
Even with him watching, they were still suppressed by Lu Xiu's army... If he left halfway, without him to command the central army, who knows what trouble these private armies of the Le family would cause?
Le Shui came close to Le Wu again and whispered, "Dad, we can't be so passive... That old man, the Blood God, is obviously not a kind person... Relying on him is undoubtedly courting disaster!"
"We have to find another way to survive!"
"The one behind you..." Le Wu looked at Le Shui.
Le Wu had something against his own son - he had become Shang Yang's disciple and joined the Six Desires True Demon Sect without informing his own father, and became their pawn in the Dayin court and within the Le clan.
Le Wu had no doubt that if Old Man Blood God had not intervened, if Yin Xi had not returned, and things had really developed as they did when Le was the empress dowager and he was the general, the entire Dayin and the entire Le clan might have fallen into Le Shui's hands... In disguised form, the Six Desires True Demon Sect would have secretly controlled the entire Dayin!
This son has a rebellious mind!
If he wasn't the only capable person among his children and grandchildren... Le Wu would never let Le Shui become the Third Prince!
But now, it seems...
Le Wu has been a general for so many years, so he does have some basic skills.
"You want to say that your master is interested?"
Le Shui lowered his voice and said, "Dad, the world has changed. The world is going to be in chaos... My Le family, especially you and me, are now at the center of the vortex of great changes in the world. Who made our Le family involved in such a huge destiny?"
"The one who contacted me was not my master, the Six Desires True Demon Sect, but... the entire Six Demon Sects!"
"As long as you agree, the six sects of the entire Demonic Path will take out their best resources and take advantage of this great change in the world to help you condense your 'true demon body' and make you the joint great elder of the six sects."
Le Shui said to Le Wu very frankly: "Originally, the six sects of the Demonic Path each had their own plans. Given the nature of the Demonic Path, it was impossible for them to join forces. But now that the Buddhist Sect is so powerful, they have already gained an absolute advantage in Dayin... If the six sects of the Demonic Path do not join forces, then there will really be no chance at all."
"The Devil Sect, the Buddhist Sect, plus a Taoist Sect, that's a personal vendetta, right?"
"Before the spiritual energy of heaven and earth collapsed, all the sects closed their doors and struggled to survive, so naturally everything was peaceful... But now that the spiritual energy of heaven and earth has recovered, let alone the previous grudges and hatreds, there is only this dispute over the orthodoxy and the struggle for interests... Tsk tsk, how many ?"
"If we don't work harder, it won't work."
Le Wu was silent for a long time. Behind him, there was a faint flash of blood. Countless solemn and murderous figures were looming in the blood.
"The devil's way, it seems that I can only go down this path until the end." Le Wu sighed: "Look at me, I am full of evil spirits. I want to walk the right path, but do people believe me?"
Water ecstasy.
He said hurriedly, "Well, it's settled then. Hehe, it just so happens that the current leaders of the Six Paths of Demon Sect... happen to be near Yangcheng. The Six Desire Sect, the Blood Soul Temple, the Battle Demon Hall, the Secret Demon Cliff, the Corpse Demon Cave, the Joy Sect, hehe, they are all here."
"Dad, as long as you agree, they will immediately spare no expense to help you..."
Le Wu interrupted Le Shui and said coldly, "What if I don't agree?"
Le Shui was stunned for a moment, blinked his eyes, then straightened his chest and said softly: "Then, I am the only one who can do ... Of course, I will never be unfilial to you, Dad. I just ask you to find a beautiful place for me to live in for a while."
Le Wu was stunned for a moment, then he slapped Le Shui so hard that he staggered.
"They are really my good sons... Hey, let them come. I want to see what they... and that old ghost Blood God can argue about."
As he spoke, Le Wu glanced at the large flag with the word "Lu" flying above the northern camp.
"Hey, Luxiu, let's wait and see..."
When Le Wu said this, Lu Xiu was not in the camp.
In Yincheng, on the Baisha River, on a very gorgeous pleasure boat, Lu Xiu was holding a Zen stick and hitting Lu Yu's butt, making a 'bang bang' sound.
The dignified Xinyin Grand Marshal Lu Yu held his head and lay on the ground, allowing Lu Xiu to beat him violently without even daring to make a sound.
Lu Yi held a teacup and sat in the corner of the cabin, pretending to admire the autumn scenery on both sides of the river through the window. But in fact, all his attention was on Lu Yu's buttocks, which were gradually turning blue and red.
This makes me feel inexplicably happy. What's going on?
For some unknown reason, Lu Yi laughed silently, and his laugh was extremely bright.
Two old monks wearing light blue robes, with shaved scalps and elegant looks, sat quietly by the side, also holding teacups, and like Lu Yi, admiring the scenery outside the window.
However, these two old monks from Fangcun Zen Temple were truly immersed in the scenery outside the window.
They were at Shenzui's request, using their escape technique to send Lu Xiu to Yincheng.
As for whether he would teach his son a lesson or do something else after Lu Xiu came, with the cultivation of the old monks in Fangcun Zen Temple, they have already reached the point where everything is empty, and they will definitely not take such trivial matters to heart.
Lu Xiu lashed Lu Yu with his Zen stick three hundred times before throwing the stick aside. He sat down angrily, picked up the teacup and took several gulps.
"Do you know why I beat you?"
Lu Xiu asked coldly.
"Hey, I shouldn't have left Yi'er alone in Gaojing, and I shouldn't have followed the Master out to seek the way to immortality... Tsk, but, given the situation back then, it wouldn't have been good to take Yi'er with me to dig up someone's ancestral grave, right?"
Lu Yu climbed up shivering and tied his belt with some difficulty.
Lu Xiu looked at Lu Yu coldly: "Forget it, I've already beaten him... What does your teacher say?"
The reason why Lu Xiu came here was because Lu Qingyang had secretly taken advantage of Xin Yin.
"Don't worry, General. I have no interest in the power of Xinyin." A peach petal flew gently into the cabin, and the peach petal exploded. The fine powder outlined the outline of Lu Qingyang.
"I am only borrowing the luck of Xin Yin to restore and improve... This Xin Yin will eventually have to be returned to Dayin."
An old monk in the Fangcun Zen Temple smiled and threw out a Buddhist bead.
The light inside the Buddhist beads flickered, revealing the figure of the intoxicated old monk.
"I never thought that in the ancient times, the true teachings of the 'Heavenly Talisman' lineage of Ji Shengtian, which was almost comparable to the Supreme Beiming Immortal Sect, would actually fall into the hands of the Master... I'm afraid all the fellow Taoists of the Heavenly Talisman Sect will be so angry that they will vomit blood."
The old monk Shenzui said calmly: "Master, I have a suggestion. What do you think?"
Lu Yi turned his head and looked at the intoxicated old monk in the light and shadow.
He knew that the old monk was going to dig a hole and bury someone.
