The sixteenth year of Emperor Ming of Daliang.

Emperor Ming took charge of the government, and had violent conflicts with the Hou Party and Xiang Party, forcing the Queen Mother to death.

The Prime Minister's party counterattacked on the verge of death, sending rebel troops into the capital, massacring the clan members and ministers... Horses trampled the palace, and blood flowed like rivers...

History books named this the ‘Night of the Long Knife’!

After this night, the Great Liang imperial court suddenly collapsed, and the world entered an era of feudal vassals and towns, and the rise of dragons everywhere!

…

Although Emperor Ming is dead, there is no master in the world, so the era of Great Liang is still used.

It is now the thirty-third year of Emperor Ming's reign.

Sanyuan City.

After placing Tai Sui randomly in a temporarily opened cave in a mountain somewhere, Fang Xi came to this city.

Today, there is no Daliang Dragon Flag on Sanyuan City. Instead, there is a dark golden dragon flag with the word "Liang"!

"Prince Liang?!"

Fang Xi silently recited the name of the rising king of Dingzhou, smiled lightly, and walked into the city.

No matter the soldiers or pedestrians guarding the city, they seemed not to notice him and allowed him to pass through the city gate as if there was no one around.

"Have you heard? This time King Liang sent troops to attack King Gui, and they won a great victory!"

"How did I hear that King Liang was ambushed in Shuanglong Mountain?"

"Hush... you dare to say this, be careful not to damage the morale of the army and kill him!"

Along the way, the muffled voices of passers-by fell into Fang Xi's ears, as if there was no obstruction at all.

Tread!

Occasionally, a few heavily armed soldiers and generals would ride arrogantly through the city, bumping into pedestrians, and everyone would be angry but dare not speak.

In troubled times, military power is the most important!

The status of warriors has been greatly improved. As a loyal fan soldier of the feudal town who rebels against the king, he can kill people at will without the king's control!

Department stores are becoming more expensive on the market, and food prices are soaring.

Thinking of the countless zombie-like refugees in the outer city, looking forward to settling in the city, Fang Xi couldn't help but sigh: "In troubled times, people are worse than dogs..."

While thinking about it, he came to the location of a martial arts studio.

As a result, they found that this place was no longer a martial arts hall, but had been transformed into a courtyard, and there were soldiers guarding the door.

"Where is this?"

Fang Xi's eyes moved and she stopped an old man who was passing by.

The old man was initially a little angry when he saw someone blocking the road, but when he saw a young man wearing a green robe with an unusual temperament, he couldn't help but dare not neglect him. He respectfully replied: "This is the residence of Lord Zhou, the guerrilla general 'Zhou Shenglong' under the command of King Liang."

…”

"What about the original martial arts school?"

"Is there a martial arts gym?" The old man was confused for a while, and then he patted his head: "That was all decades ago, right? Hey, young... This martial arts gym was very popular back then, and many dignitaries flocked to it...

…It’s a pity that its prosperity was rapid, but its demise was sudden. Later, it was said that the two masters of the gym had internal strife, had a big fight, many people died, and parted ways. After that, the martial arts gym fell..."

"There is internal strife between the two martial arts masters?" Fang Xi thought of the brotherhood between Qingmu and Qingsang, and felt it was unlikely.

But soon, he burst into laughter again.

How can people remain unchanged after decades?

"Then, the King of Liang attacked the city. After the decline, the martial arts master who succeeded him resisted. After the city was broken, he was killed, and the martial arts hall was also taken away by the King of Liang..."

The old man said a lot without realizing it. Finally, he realized that he had made a mistake and quickly covered his mouth.

When he found no one around, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"That's it. Thank you very much, husband."

Fang Xi threw out a golden bean and turned around to leave.

The old man rubbed his eyes, and when he found out it was a golden bean, he immediately put it in his arms and looked around like a thief...

…

Baiyun Martial Arts School.

Compared to Youjian Martial Arts School, which was in disarray, Baiyun Martial Arts School has firmly taken root in Sanyuan City.

Even though the rebel army attacked the city, Mu Miaomiao resisted all opinions and remained neutral, and finally escaped the liquidation after the city was broken.

"Even if I take action, I can't stop the decline of a dynasty..."

Fang Xi stood in front of the martial arts hall, looking at the mottled plaque, and couldn't help but sigh.

"Who are you? Do you want to come to the martial arts school to learn from a master?"

A disciple walked out and saw Fang Xi and the exquisite green bamboo robe, and he didn't dare to ask carelessly.

"I'm here to meet some old friends..."

Fang Xi swept her consciousness and found Mu Miaomiao who was lying on a wicker chair in the backyard: "Forget it, I'll go by myself..."

His figure flashed and he had already entered the martial arts gym.

The disciple didn't even notice it, he just rubbed his eyes and screamed: "There is a ghost!!!!"

…

Mu Piaomiao, who had silver hair, was lying on a soft chair, looking at the emerald-green grape trellis filled with fruits.

For ancient people, sixty years old was already considered a long life.

She suffered a lot when she was young. Thanks to the elixir given to her by Fang Xi, she is now able to hear and see well, but she is also full of sadness about aging and fear of death.

"Junior sister..."

Suddenly, a figure in green robe came to her and called softly.

Standing there, this man looked like a green jade bamboo, full of vitality. This was the vitality that only belonged to young people.

"It's great to be young..."

Mu Piaomiao looked confused and murmured to herself: "I seem to have gone back in time and met my senior brother..."

"Ahem, junior sister, it's really me." Fang Xi coughed as a reminder.

Mu Miaomiao finally recovered from her trance, touched her wrinkled face, and looked at Fang Xi steadily: "I'm not dreaming?!"

"no……"

Fang Xi's mouth twitched, she didn't know that this junior sister had such a side.

Mu Piaomiao looked at Fang Xi again and suddenly smiled: "Are you his son? Or grandson? Don't make such a joke with grandma..."

"Back then in Black Rock City..."

Fang Xi thought for a while and told an embarrassing story about Mu Miaomiao during the Demonic Tree famine: "You sneaked into the kitchen in the middle of the night, and you were almost beaten by Master Mu..."

"Why would your grandfather even say such a thing?"

Mu Piaomiao was a little embarrassed, but when she looked at Fang Xi, the expression on her face gradually changed from determination to confusion.

It's understandable that they look exactly the same, but this kind of temperament, demeanor, and even a mysterious feeling?

"Eldest brother?"

She called out tentatively.

"What's wrong, little junior sister?"

Fang Xi asked with a smile.

"Stop talking, I want to die!"

Mu Piaomiao picked up the cattail leaf fan next to her and covered her face.

"Hahaha!"

Seeing that this little junior sister was still so lively and cute, Fang Xi couldn't help but laugh.

"Are you really a senior brother? How can you be so young?"

Mu Piaomiao asked in surprise.

"The ultimate martial arts can reverse life and death, restore youth... these are all easy!"

Fang Xi stood with his hands behind his back, looking like a master.

"It's a pity that my achievements, junior sister, are limited. I am still at the realm of true power..."

Mu Piaomiao sighed. Although Fang Xi gave him the pills at the beginning, she kept them all to train the subsequent martial arts masters.

This resulted in the successive generations of martial arts masters of Baiyun Martial Arts School not being cut off, but their personal cultivation was ultimately delayed.
To be continued...