Rebirth Zhu Yuanzhang's King Summoning System

Chapter 112 The Reborn White Tiger Group
On the other side, Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhang Shicheng gathered together to listen to Zhou Dexing's analysis of the location of the Xuanhuang Order after seeing off the masters of the five sects.

Zhou Dexing took out the iron gossip, and calculated two locations according to the distribution of the heavenly stems and earthly branches and the changes of the seasons. The first one is where they are now. The place set as a trap by Wang Baobao is the place where Qinglong Gangqi gathers. .The second one is five kilometers away, where the evil spirit of the white tiger gathers.

Deng Yu frowned, staring at the place Zhou Dexing pointed at and said, "This...isn't it the headquarters of the White Tiger Regiment?"

Zhu Yuanzhang nodded, staring at Deng Yu with burning eyes: "Have you ever heard of the Xuanhuang Order?"

Deng Yu frowned and thought for a long time: "When my father was around, he always made friends with heroes all over the world. Heroes from all walks of life followed his father willingly. I haven't heard of any tokens being used."

Behind Deng Yu, all the veterans of the White Tiger Regiment nodded in agreement.

Only an old man with white beard and hair squinted his eyes and did not speak.

Zhu Yuanzhang noticed the old man just now, and he bowed respectfully to the old man: "The Xuanhuang Order is our sharp weapon to drive away Yuan soldiers. If you know something, please tell us."

Deng Yu glanced back at the old man, his face full of curiosity: "Uncle Liu, do you know something?"

The old man took out the pipe from his bosom, took a few puffs of it "ba pa pa da", and said calmly and slowly, "Xuan Huang Ling is in Shun Xing's hands."

As soon as this statement came out, there was an uproar.

Deng Yu's eyes widened in disbelief: "My father? Isn't he already dead?"

The old man nodded: "He died, and Xuanhuang Ling was buried with him."

Then, the old man unhurriedly told the truth: "That year, Shun Xing and I went hunting together in the mountains, and met Xiong Batian, who was seriously injured and dying. After being rescued, Xiong Batian looked at Shun Xing's benevolence and righteousness, and asked him whether he wanted the world or benevolence and righteousness? Shun Xing didn't even think about it, so he chose benevolence and righteousness. Xiong Batian handed the Xuanhuang Order to Shunxing and told him to keep the Xuanhuang Order, It is to uphold benevolence and righteousness. When people are in command, those who are missing will be killed. We must not let the Xuanhuang Order fall into the hands of evil people, especially the hands of the Mongols."

The old man coughed twice, picked up the bags under his eyes and knocked them on the soles of his shoes, and continued: "Later, Xiong Batian met Xu Shouhui again, and passed on all his martial arts and sword manuals to him. Xu Shouhui, who inherited Xiong Batian's kung fu, naturally became People in the Jianghu are looking for the entry point of the Xuanhuang Order, but no one has thought that the Xuanhuang Order is in the hands of Deng Shunxing on Yanming Mountain."

Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhang Shicheng exchanged a glance: There is nowhere to find if you break through the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it.

Deng Yu also couldn't hold back his excitement: "Uncle Liu, you mean that the Xuanhuang Order is now in my father's tomb?"

The old man nodded, then shook his head: "Yes, not."

"What do you mean?"

The old man raised his face and recalled: "When Shun Xing died, he asked me to bury Xiang Xuanhuangling in his grave. Although Xuanhuangling is a token, after all, it is made of various poisonous herbs and anthers. It has been buried in the ground for so many years, and it has long since rotted. Don’t talk about using it, even if you dig it, you may not be able to find it.”

Hearing this, Deng Yu sighed in disappointment: "It turned out to be like this, what a pity..."

But the old man looked disapproving: "Yu'er, there is nothing to regret. No matter how poisonous the Xuanhuang Order is, it will never scare those brave warriors who are not afraid of death. And having a group of brothers who share weal and woe is better than a cold token. Much more reliable. Look at your father, leading the White Tiger Regiment for so many years, people from all over the world worshiped him as a god, not relying on the Xuanhuang Order, but his benevolence at that moment of loving the people like a son."

Deng Yu realized something: "Uncle Liu, you are right."

The old man squinted his eyes, and on his old face, a pair of tricks were shining: "And you are better than your father."

"Huh?" Deng Yu was a little puzzled.

The old man pointed at Zhu Yuanzhang and the others and said, "Your brothers now are better than your father's. The future history must be created by you."

Zhu Yuanzhang smiled and patted Zhang Shicheng on the shoulder: "Have you heard that, brother, the future history must be created by you."

Zhang Shicheng knocked off Zhu Yuanzhang's hand: "Don't make trouble, I just want to be the richest man in the world with peace of mind."

The old man pointed at Zhu Yuanzhang with a smile and said, "Yu'er, take the White Tiger Group with you and follow him."

Deng Yu was taken aback: "Uncle Liu, I didn't say I was leaving."

The old man shook his head: "The name of the White Tiger Regiment in Yanming Mountain was ruined by Huang Jiuer. The only way to rectify the name of the White Tiger Regiment is to follow the heroes to attack, fight everywhere, and expel Yuan soldiers. Take your things with you, this is the last piece of advice from your uncles."

Deng Yu took what the old man handed over. It was a banner with a white tiger on it and a big "Deng" written in the center.

"This is... father's handsome flag?" Deng Yu asked in surprise.

"En." Old man Liu nodded with a smile, and the veterans of the White Tiger Regiment stood behind him, looking at Deng Yu lovingly, "You have grown up, and you have a partner you can trust and rely on. It's up to you to hold up the flag."

"Yu'er, remember, the day when the captives were expelled began when they returned home."

Looking at the teachings of the elders and thinking of how they endured humiliation for so many years in order to protect their young self, Deng Yu's tears fell downward like broken beads.

"Why are you crying? Be like a man and make our White Tiger Regiment famous!"

The veterans scolded Deng Yu, and their eye circles were also red.

Deng Yu kowtowed three times to them: "I have been taking care of you all this time. For the kindness of nurturing, I will come back to repay the favor of nurturing after I expel the Yuan soldiers!"

The people in the special operations team are all heroes who value love and loyalty, and they were all moved when they saw this scene.

They helped Deng Yu up and assured the veterans of the White Tiger Regiment: "The White Tiger Regiment will follow us and will never lose their reputation, don't worry!"

Fu Youde patted Deng Yu on the shoulder in a friendly manner: "The White Tiger Group joins Mingjiao, and they will rule the world in the future, just around the corner!"

Zhang Shicheng smiled and pushed Fu Youde away: "Pull you down, the White Tiger Regiment has 5 people, and your Mingjiao clan is jingling poorly. What did the 5 people go to eat? Of course, they came to our Jiangsu-Zhejiang Army. You don't have to worry about food or drink. You can't be hungry." Go to battle on your stomach."

Tang He was not happy: "No, Deng Yu is the closest to our Haozhou lineage, of course he joined our Red Scarf Army."

Fu Youde curled his lips: "Everyone can see that after Chen Youliang married Miss Xu, Mingjiao and Jiangxi Legion have become the most powerful legions. Of course it is our Mingjiao. Isn't it, old Zou?"

Seeing Zou Pusheng approaching, Fu Youde saw the reinforcements and hurriedly dragged him into the verbal battle.

Zou Pusheng was worried: "Something happened..."

(End of this chapter)