Chapter 117: Divided into Five

They were not the only ones who entered the Northern Mist Forest, there were also people from the Qingfeng Sect. Apart from those who died, there were still about twenty people whose whereabouts were unknown, and Qian Fei was an elder from the fifth level.

Leng Shinan answered this question very casually. He only said that no one from the Qingfeng sect survived, Qinghaifeng was brutally dismembered after it was abolished, and Qian Fei went crazy after all his disciples were wiped out. He disappeared into the white mist with neither humans nor ghosts.

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Mo Yu was silent for a long time after hearing this. This result was not much different from his guess, but he didn't expect that a dignified fifth-level master would go crazy like this.

He even doubted that Mo Qi could escape intact and that Kongtong was left alive. These were all closely related to Leng Shinan.

If Leng Shinan had been observing secretly, he would never have watched him and the armored general desperately waiting for death. During this period, Leng Shinan was probably going to help Mo Qi and the others.

As I thought about it all the way, I saw a forest outside the yard. Everything I saw was full of spring, birds were playing, and occasionally a hare jumped over.

Leng Shinan put on his black robe again and turned to look at Mo Yu: "The Kongtong sect has gone back. Your little brother has settled in Yihe City. It can be reached by walking along the official road in three or four days after leaving this mountain."

"How far is it from Beiwu Forest? How could Mo Qi go to Yihe City?"

Mo Yu looked sideways in surprise, without special circumstances, Mo Qi would not leave him alone and go so far away.

Leng Shinan looked amused at Mo Yu's question, his eyes dim and unreadable: "You have been in a coma for six days, and this place is hundreds of miles outside the Northern Mist Forest."

"As for your brother,"

Leng Shinan paused, looked solemn, and continued with a frown: "She was taken away by the girl named Linglong. I secretly stopped her at that time, but suddenly an old man in colorful robes came out of nowhere and repeled him with one move.

I will lead people away while having fun."

"Old man, a move?"

A person suddenly appeared in Mo Yu's mind. Leng Shinan was a master of the fifth heaven. The one who could defeat him in one move was at least a sixth heaven master. Adding the word "playful", the only one who could defeat him was Linglong's unreliable grandfather.

This old man disappeared for a long time, why did he suddenly appear in the Northern Mist Forest?

I suppressed my worries and didn't have to worry about Mo Qi's safety. With Grandpa Linglong here, the worst thing I could do was get tricked. I hope they would be more considerate this time for the sake of saving people.

"Do you have any other questions? If not, just leave." Leng Shinan thought about it.

"If I ask you about the organization behind you, can your seniors give you an answer?" Mo Yu raised his lips, half-joking.

Leng Shinan shrugged and chuckled, but did not answer.

Mo Yu had already expected this result, so he continued to ask: "Why did Kongtong Mountain and the Qingfeng Sect go to the Northern Mist Forest?"

"You have to ask them about this, I don't know either." Leng Shinan shook his head, and his expression didn't look like he was lying.

After not getting the answers he wanted for two consecutive questions, Mo Yu pinched his chin with his hand, pondered for a while and then spoke again: "Is the person who kidnapped Linglong the force behind you?"

"Yes, it's them." Leng Shinan answered very simply this time.

They, not us, show that Leng Shinan did not have any attachment to the organization behind him, which also indirectly confirmed the previous speculation.

From the letter notification to going to rescue people, Leng Shinan joined the organization for a short time and therefore did not know many things. In other words, the other party did not trust Leng Shinan yet and had reservations.

There were no other questions to ask, and Leng Shinan couldn't answer after asking too many questions. Mo Yu thought about Changping Town and Wang Yu and his son at the same time, so he casually spoke about the matter.

"Senior, since you have been in Changping Town, have you ever known that Wang Yu's father suffers from madness?"

I said it unintentionally, but I didn't expect that Leng Shinan really knew this person, and knew a lot about him.

His expression changed, and he said slowly: "I know, his father was once a fourth-level heavenly master. It's a pity."

"oh?"

Mo Yu suppressed his excitement and answered: "As far as I know, Wangfu's madness was acquired from the Northern Mist Forest, and he was later rescued by others."

"No need to beat around the bush, I saved the person."

Leng Shinan looked up at the sky and recalled: "When I first arrived in Changping Town, I was well taken care of by the king's father. Later, I heard that he was going out to take goods and passed by the Beiwu Forest. I followed him secretly and rescued him after some twists and turns.

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"Why did Prince Wang go out suddenly?" Mo Yu frowned.

"Alas~"

Leng Shinan closed his eyes and sighed softly, then looked into Mo Yu's eyes: "Human nature is so sophisticated that his adopted son has not been married and had children for many years. This has become a serious illness in the heart of the royal father. In order to make money, he has to return to his old business and take risks."

After listening to Leng Shinan's words, Mo Yu was shocked and moved a lot.

Wang Yu is an adopted son, but his father concealed his absence in order for him to start a family. As fate would have it, he encountered an accident in the Beiwu Forest and became mad. As expected, he also encountered that strange creature at that time.

Fortunately, after Wang's father became mad, Wang Yu still stayed with him and took good care of him. All the new friends put his father first, and he lived up to Wang's father's hard work.

"Does the royal father have a way to cure this?"

Mo Yu's expression was complicated, and he was melancholy again and again. He was truly moved by the father and son, and he would help if he could. He didn't plan to tell Wang Yu what happened to Wang's father, so as to avoid the latter's lifelong guilt.

"The mind has been destroyed beyond recovery. As for the meridians of the limbs, it may be possible to cure it by asking people from Miaochun Valley to take action, but the power cannot be restored."

After saying that, Leng Shinan saw that it was getting late and immediately raised his hand: "When you can stand at the top of the martial arts world, we will meet again."

"Senior, take care of me!" Mo Yu said goodbye with clenched fists.

Leng Shinan used a body-opening technique and turned into a black shadow and quickly disappeared.

Mo Yu withdrew his gaze and walked towards the outside of the mountain. The matter in Beiwu Forest had finally come to an end. The situation of Wang Yu and his son, who had been entrusted with loyalty, was also clear. He would come to visit again in the future if he had the opportunity.

After going through this period of time, he gained a deeper understanding of the depths of the rivers and lakes. Before he knew it, it had been more than two years since he left Junfu. At this time, he was eighteen years old, just like a rising star.

Two moments later, when we walked out of the mountains, there were a lot of people on the official road, most of them refugees, dragging their families along with their families on both sides of the road. The middle of the road was reserved for people from the horse-riding martial arts and the officers and soldiers passing by.

Seeing the refugees complaining incessantly, Mo Yu felt very depressed.

When he saw a carriage walking behind the refugees, Mo Yu used his body skills to weave through the crowd.

When the people saw Mo Yu carrying the sword case on his back, most of them were afraid and tried their best to get out of the way. The old and weak people did not have the strength to move away, so they stayed in place and lowered their heads to avoid looking.

Mo Yu didn't hurt anyone. When he passed by some really miserable people, he quietly stuffed a few loose coins without attracting anyone's attention.

The world is in chaos, with the feudal princes from all sides fighting for power and the five remaining princes vying for power. The war is unstoppable. Before the next Emperor Tianhe appears, the people are destined to be displaced.

As he quickly approached the carriage, the servant driving the carriage saw a young man in black approaching him with a weapon, and he stopped the carriage in panic.

"Xu~"

The carriage stopped, and the servant opened the curtain and whispered inside. Not long after, a middle-aged man in Confucian attire leaned out of the carriage. He was thin and bowed politely.

"This young hero has invited me. I wonder what you need for this unexpected visit?"

Mo Yu raised his eyebrows and looked at the other person. This person should be a private school teacher. He looked bookish and it was not difficult to disturb him.

Mo Yu cupped his hands and said warmly: "Sir, you are polite, may I ask how the power between the government and the opposition is now?"

The middle-aged Confucian scholar saw that Mo Yu was so understanding of body and etiquette. He bowed in return and said twice that he didn't dare to take it seriously. Then he took two steps forward and spoke in a low voice: "I don't dare to talk about the power of the country. I only know that the world is divided into five points.

Each of the five princes in the southeast, northwest, and middle will take the lead, abolish Tianhe, and establish their own country."

Mo Yu frowned when he heard this. How long had passed before the five princes divided the country conquered by Emperor Tianhe into five parts and honored each of them. I wonder if there is a spirit under the former emperor's spring, and he will be heartbroken.

Seeing Mo Yu's expression, the middle-aged Confucian scholar guessed some ideas and now explained in more detail.

"The eldest prince occupied Kaiyang City, the capital, and inherited the old tradition of Emperor Tianhe, calling himself the Emperor of Zhongtian; the second prince was adept at martial arts, conquering the Western Barbarians, and called himself Emperor Xiwu, and made the capital of the country Ximang; the fifth prince was proficient in strategy and power, and wandered around Northern Liang.

I lie down and call myself the Emperor of Northern Liang, the capital of the country is Northern Liang. The eighth prince is weak and sick, so he has no choice but to rush eastward to Loulan. Instead of proclaiming himself emperor, he names himself the King of the East, and coexists with other princes with a few troops."

"As for the Ninth Prince,"

The middle-aged Confucian scholar was very unhappy with the culprit who had caused chaos in the world. He frowned and said angrily: "He is the one with the most troops among the five princes. He occupies the rich southern Shu and calls himself the Emperor of the South. The capital of the country is Nanling."

After listening to the other party's story, Mo Yu had a deeper understanding of the current overall national situation, and also got to know a few princes.

The eldest prince is the orthodox heir. He doesn't know whether Emperor Tianhe has any posthumous decree, but normally the eldest son succeeds to the throne, and the remaining sons are granted the title of king or marquis.

The eldest prince's continued use of the old tradition shows that he has great ambitions, has a famous teacher, aims to unify the world, bring order to chaos, and is the most popular among the people.

The second prince is also very smart, he is good at martial arts, and most of the Western Barbarians are barbarians. He is brave and good at fighting. He drives wolves and trains tigers. He may be able to form an invincible army in the future.

Beiliang is close to some small border countries. It is very wise for the fifth prince to occupy it. They can advance, attack, retreat or defend. They covet the central part and take in the surrounding areas at the same time. There is a lot of potential.

It is difficult to judge the eighth prince. Confucian scholars said that he was weak and weak, so he moved east to protect himself in desperation. He always felt that things were not that simple. Dragons gave birth to dragons and phoenixes, and the mediocre people had long since died.

Just like a prince.

As for the Ninth Prince, this man dared to kill his brother and rebel, which shows that he is ruthless and courageous. Taking over the rich southern Shu is a clear distinction between interests and dangers, and the large number of soldiers and generals reveals too much information. It is impossible to have such information unless it is accumulated overnight.

Therefore, among the several princes, the Ninth Prince and the Fifth Prince are obviously the most suitable for achieving hegemony. The other three are not revealed much and cannot be speculated on.

There is only one emperor, but there are many thrones. Not only are these five princes among them, but the princes and wild kings are still watching covetously. Various forces in the world are mixed together. The whole world is in chaos!

Bidding farewell to the middle-aged Confucian scholar, Mo Yu continued to walk straight along the official road, and his heart began to feel alive.

Times make heroes. It is difficult for him to fight against unknown giants like the Twelve Sects on his own. It seems that he will have to create his own force in the future.

This force must be strong. Not only can it recruit people from the martial arts world, but the court can also get involved, and the market should not be spared. He wants to create a force that is stronger than any other force and suppress all the good and evil factions!
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