Chapter 220 Huo Xiaoli's Advice
Huo Xiaoli is the head of the Anshan School in Liaoyang and a famous Bajiquan master in Liaoyang. He has countless disciples and enjoys a high reputation in the martial arts world of Liaoyang.

It is said that Liaoyang Governor Song Wenhui admired Huo Xiaoli's reputation and once invited him to serve as the chief instructor of Liaoyang's 100,000-man army, but Huo Xiaoli declined.
If we talk about who in Liaoyang is the most well-informed, then Huo Xiaoli, who has many disciples, will definitely occupy a position!
Because of this, Ye Mingsheng invited Huo Xiaoli to come down the mountain in the name of learning martial arts and teach him Bajiquan!

The condition he offered was that he himself would join the Anshan sect and become Huo Xiaoli's registered disciple...

Ye Mingsheng's sincere conditions finally moved the martial arts master. Huo Xiaoli, along with several of his disciples, moved into the Ye Mansion and taught Ye Mingsheng martial arts.

Although learning martial arts was real, Ye Mingsheng still wanted to take this opportunity to get in touch with Huo Xiaoli and see if he could impress this martial arts master with his sincerity and then see if he could win him over.

But unfortunately, it seemed that Master Huo had seen through his thoughts long ago. Although he tried his best to teach him martial arts, facing Ye Mingsheng's various methods, this master of Bajiquan was very good at Tai Chi, and he easily resolved them one by one.

Therefore, Ye Mingsheng had no choice but to be forced to give up his plan to win over Huo Xiaoli, and instead implemented a backup plan starting with Huo Xiaoli's direct disciples!
Huo Xiaoli is highly respected in Liaoyang, with a transcendent realm. He can treat money as dirt and the glory and wealth of the world as passing clouds. He looks like a hermit...
But his disciples are different. They are not as detached as Huo Xiaoli. They still have to eat grains and enjoy the mundane world.

With Ye Mingsheng's deliberate attempts to curry favor with them and using various means to win them over, Huo Xiaoli's disciples Huo San and Tian Zongze had slowly begun to waver from their initial refusal. This made Ye Mingsheng very confident that he could win over these two.

Although he failed to win over Huo Xiaoli as he wished, Ye Mingsheng was very happy to get these two people. After all, as Huo Xiaoli's direct disciples, these two people are very powerful in martial arts.

Among them, Huo San is especially special. He is not only skilled in martial arts, but also meticulous. He is highly valued by Huo Xiaoli and often helps Huo Xiaoli with things. He is also familiar with Huo Xiaoli's network of contacts, making him very suitable to be a key figure in his intelligence force!
Since Huo Xiaoli already knew about it, Ye Mingsheng did not try to hide it or pretend to be a mean person. He immediately clasped his fist towards Huo Xiaoli and said in a deep voice:
"Thank you, Master Huo, for your help!"

"Master Ye is too polite. It is their blessing to be able to work with you!" Huo Xiaoli said with a smile;

After chatting for a few more minutes, seeing that it was getting late, Ye Mingsheng prepared to say goodbye and leave.

Seeing Ye Mingsheng was about to leave, Huo Xiaoli seemed to have thought of something, and there was some hesitation in his eyes. After a moment, he made up his mind and said:

"I have been in Lord Ye's house for more than a month. I have taught Lord Ye all the breathing methods. The rest depends on your own luck. It is time for me to go back to the mountain to continue my practice..."

"Before I leave, I have something to tell you. I wonder if Lord Ye is willing to listen to me?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Mingsheng also showed sincerity and said:

"Mingsheng is all ears to your teachings!"

Huo Xiaoli no longer hesitated, looked directly into Ye Mingsheng's eyes, and said very seriously:
"Master Ye, you have the look of an eagle watching a wolf, but you must remember that it is easy to pick up the butcher knife, but it is difficult to put it down. Everything depends on fate, don't force it!"

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In the cool and refreshing autumn season, even at noon, there is a hint of coolness in the air.

Under the scorching sun, a convoy of hundreds of people with a Ye-shaped flag was moving across the plain and heading south. Although the number of people was not large, most of these hundreds of people were elite soldiers, wearing armor, carrying swords and guns, and armed to the teeth.

Ye Mingsheng, who was riding on a horse, looked at the endless plain in front of him and could not help but frowned slightly. He asked Ye Dong behind him:

"How far is it to Guangning Prefecture?" Upon hearing the question, Ye Dong took a look at the surrounding terrain and then reported:

"Master, we should be in Liangxiaoyuan, 20 miles outside Guangning City. If nothing goes wrong, we can enter the city before dark!"

After getting the answer, Ye Mingsheng's frown relaxed a little. They had left Fengshan County for several days and now it seemed that they were finally reaching their destination.

The convoy walked for a while, and Ye Mingsheng saw that everyone was tired, so he ordered them to rest on the spot for a while, eat some dry food and drink some water.

Ye Mingsheng, who had no appetite, ate two pieces of cake and was about to find a cool place to rest for a while, but at this moment he heard Ye Dong's report.

"Master, the old lady wants to see you!"

Although Ye Dong did not tell Ye Cui what happened, Ye Mingsheng nodded when he heard it, forced himself to be alert, and came to the carriage in the center of the convoy.

"Mom, what's wrong with you?"

Hearing Ye Mingsheng's voice, Ye Cui opened the curtain of the carriage and asked:
"Mingsheng, are we at Liangxiaoyuan now?"

"Well, we are almost at Guangning Prefecture!" Ye Mingsheng said with a smile:

After getting the answer, Ye Cui showed a complex emotion, sighed and said:

"Son, I don't know why, the closer it gets, the more confused I feel. I'm always feeling uneasy..."

Upon hearing what Ye Cui said, Ye Mingsheng smiled and comforted her:
"You are just homesick. Don't worry, it's nothing serious!"

"Your son is now a fifth-rank general, which means he is a high-ranking official in Liaoyang, not to mention that I have tens of thousands of troops under my command!"

"When we get to the Cui family, maybe they'll pour clean water on the streets, lay yellow earth on the roads, beat gongs and drums, and come out of the city early to welcome us!"

After listening to Ye Mingsheng's words, Ye Cui's uneasy mood was relieved a lot. She shook her head and said with a smile:

"That's nonsense. When Song Wenhui visited the Cui family back then, there was no such ceremony. Just a few elders came out to greet him..."

After saying a few more words to comfort Ye Cui and make his mother happy, Ye Mingsheng's attention unconsciously shifted to the carriage behind.

(End of this chapter)