Chapter 7 Chapter Six Yacheng Wine
On the city tower, there were seven or eight empty wine bottles lying vertically.The guards guarding the tower looked at the five strange people sitting on the west facing drinking from a distance, they only dared to discuss in whispers and did not dare to step forward to interfere with them.
Because the guards knew that at least four of them were warriors who came down from Mount Emei.Emei faction.Like nobles, even the government dare not offend.In the entire city of Chengdu, except for the Shu Palace, no one can stop them from drinking anywhere they like.
Sun Wuyue's short legs hung out of the three-foot-high Yacheng wall, raised her head and drank a bottle of wine, then threw the bottle back casually, smashing it to pieces on the stone tower.
Jing Li was also sipping his wine, and in the other hand was holding the almost eaten chicken leg - he hadn't eaten anything today, and with the big fight with Sun Qianjin and his wife just now, he was almost starved to death.
Jing Li swallowed the chicken and smiled at Sun Wuyue.
"Senior, it seems that you are full of stuffiness."
He dropped the bone and took another gulp of wine. "To let off steam, it's best to have a fight. Why don't you show me the marksmanship of the Emei Sect again?"
Sun Qianjin laughed loudly: "Brother Jing, it's really rare to see a friend who loves to fight like you."
The wife Yu Qingyun who was next to him let out a "spit" and punched her husband on the shoulder. "Bah, aren't you the same yourself?" Sun Qianjin scratched his hair and nodded with a smile.
Sun Wuyue held the nine-foot-long weapon with one hand, and stretched out of the city wall, as easily as a fisherman carrying a bamboo pole.That long soldier probably weighed at least fifty or sixty catties, which shows how amazing this short old man's arms are.
"Emei faction..." Sun Wuyue was silent for a while and then withdrew his soldiers. "We are no longer members of the Emei sect."
As soon as these words came out, the faces of the three disciples darkened.
The youngest disciple, Liu Renyan, squeezed his red lips tightly, looked at Jing Li, and then said to Sun Wuyue: "Master..."
"It's okay." Sun Qianjin interjected, "After the fight just now, I completely trust Brother Jing."
Jing Li also put away his smile, and looked at Sun Wuyue seriously: "Senior, what's going on?..."
"We have already left Emei." Sun Qianjin replied on his behalf: "Or it should be said that we were expelled."
"What expulsion?" Sun Wuyue yelled suddenly, straightening her waist, the body sitting on the city wall bounced up without the help of palms, and stood on the top of the wall all at once.This action is enough to show that his ability to control his body is extremely high.
"We went by ourselves!" he continued to shout. "The one who stays is the son of a turtle!"
Jing Li could tell that there must have been a great change on Mount Emei, and it must be related to Wudang.But he felt that it was inconvenient to make random guesses, so he waited for Sun Wuyue and the others to say it.
Seeing that his father was so excited, Sun Qianjin had no choice but to explain for him: "A few days ago, Ye Chenyuan from the Wudang School sent a letter to the 'Tiefeng Tower' of Mount Emei."
"Tiefeng Tower" is the base of Emei warriors.Like the Qingcheng School, Emei Wushu has long been separated from the temple and has become a secular school. A separate dojo for practicing martial arts is set up on the mountain. This "Tiefeng Tower" is built in the Huxi Zen Forest on the back mountain of Fuhu Temple.
Sun Qianjin continued: "Brother Jing can probably guess the content of this letter... Heh heh, 'Under Heaven's Invincible', what a big breath! The letter also said..."
"You also said that the Qingcheng faction has been wiped out?" Jing Li asked.
Sun Qianjin nodded. "The Qingcheng faction is as famous as my faction in Sichuan. Although there have been rifts in the past, they have been resolved long ago. They can be regarded as sympathetic. Destroying the Qingcheng faction is to demonstrate against us."
"It's also to prevent your Emei and Qingcheng coalition forces from confronting their Wudang faction." Jing Li said.He had already thought of this reason when he saw Wudang cutting grass and roots in Qingcheng Mountain.
Sun Qianjin sighed and shook his head. "Unexpectedly, after I sent the head to read the letter, I decided... decided to form an alliance with Wudang."
Jing Li was quite surprised.The current head of the Emei School, Yu Qinglin, who is known as the "Shenlong Eight Spears", is famous all over the world, but he will make such a decision.
"Headmaster Yu said..." Liu Renyan next to him said, "The Qingcheng faction is as strong as ours, and they still can't escape the disastrous defeat. It can be seen that the Wudang faction is strong... It's useless to fight, so it's better to form an alliance with them and jointly plan to dominate the martial arts. ..."
"What are you calling a hero?" Sun Wuyue shouted again: "My bastard junior brother is simply afraid of death and defeat! When the master passed the throne to him, I knew for sure that his martial arts were better than mine, and I was completely convinced by him as the head... …Looking at it today, Master and I are both blind! The five-hundred-year-old foundation of the Emei Sect will be destroyed by him alone!"
——Emei Martial Arts has been passed down by monks and Taoists since the Song Dynasty.
"I had a big fight with him, but he still insisted on this bastard idea. I have been in Mount Emei for more than forty years, and I don't want to see it with my own eyes in my lifetime. The Emei faction opened the gate to welcome outsiders to make decisions! And leave."
As Sun Wuyue said, her anger turned into disappointment again. "Over the years, I have personally trained hundreds of disciples in the sect, and there are seventy or eighty... But this time, only my son and daughter-in-law are following me, and..." He patted Liu Renyan's head. "The two youngest disciples, Ren Yan and his older brother Liu Renying - he is currently at the east side of the inn, monitoring the actions of the Wudang faction." Sun Wuyue sighed. "I had to resign myself to my fate. I don't know how to teach—I can't teach many promising guys."
Although Sun Wuyue's body is short, the posture of standing on the wall makes people feel a huge existence.But when the wind blew past, his mottled white hair was blown, and the slanting sunset reflected on the deeply wrinkled face, revealing an incomparable loneliness.
Jing Li looked at this senior celebrity, who was abandoned by the sect when he was old, and was very touched.
Jing Li recalled: Starting from the beach in Fujian facing the boundless sea, he embarked on this journey of "chasing Wudang". On the way, he met many remaining disciples who were also exterminated by Wudang.He invites everyone to join him on his journey.As a result, there is only one Yan Heng.
"Even if there is only one person with the same ambition." Jing Li sighed.
When Sun Wuyue, who was depressed at first, heard these words, her old eyes lit up.There was still an unburned fire in there.
"You're welcome to put it bluntly, head Yu of your faction is too stupid." Jing Li said again. "The Wudang faction has already put on a stance, saying clearly that they are asking for the four characters of 'Unrivaled Under Heaven'. That is to be the overlord of the martial arts. How can the king's dragon bed allow one more person to sleep? To form an alliance with Wudang, that is Wishful thinking."
"Brother Jing..." Liu Renyan interrupted and asked, "Just now you said that you saw how the Qingcheng faction was defeated with your own eyes. How about Ye Chenyuan, the deputy head of Wudang...how is his martial arts?"
Jing Li was silent for a while.The four Emei warriors all stared at him.
"I'm really very lucky." Jing Li finally spoke. "If it weren't for He Zisheng's master, I wouldn't have had the chance to see the foundation of Ye Chenyuan's martial arts."
Sun Qianjin was moved.These words came out of the mouth of a person who had just defeated him, so naturally they carried a lot of weight. "His... is his skill so deep?..."
Sun Wuyue already had a rough idea.When He Zisheng was young before he took over as the head, Sun Wuyue had already known him. Although he was not a close friend, he had seen the sword skills he used when communicating with Emei disciples in the early years.Sun Wuyue had a good idea of how superb He Zisheng's cultivation was; Ye Chenyuan was able to single-handedly kill him, so he was naturally a terrifying character.
While sipping the wine, Jing Li told about the master competition between Ye and He that he saw with his own eyes.When talking about the result of He Zisheng's sword attack due to eye disease, the four of Emei couldn't help sighing.
After listening, Sun Wuyue's face turned pale.
Jing Li went on to say that he witnessed how the swordsmen of the Qingcheng faction were massacred by the disciples of Wudang's "Soldiers and Crows", which made them feel chilled.Yu Qingyun was even more excited and covered her mouth, but she didn't cry.
"I don't understand..." Liu Renyan gritted his teeth and asked, "Why did the Wudang faction become so strong?"
Sun Wuyue stroked his beard. "I don't know the details. But it must have a lot to do with their annihilation of Wuyijiao. Maybe after Gongsun Qing defeated Wuyijiao, he robbed many mysteries of evil martial arts and combined them with Wudang's original decent martial arts. It has such power."
"What is the so-called evil martial arts?" his son asked.
"As far as I know, Wuyijiao has all kinds of evil methods of mutilating the body and administering drugs to quickly boost the energy." Sun Wuyue said with a frown. "Moreover, the way they train their disciples is very cruel, and many people were killed or injured in the process. But they all believe in evil gods, thinking that even if they become disabled and die, they are offering sacrifices to the gods, so they sacrifice one after another, which is very scary."
"I don't agree." Jing Li said. "I think there is no distinction between good and evil in martial arts. There are only weak, strong and stronger warriors."
"Practice but hurt yourself, that's not the right way." Sun Wuyue shook her head.
Jing Li pointed at the one-eyed Sun Qianjin. "Brother Sun hurt this eye, I guess it wasn't born?"
"This cannot be compared." Sun Wuyue insisted.
"Martial arts is the way of life and death. Which martial artist doesn't gamble with his body and life?" Jing Li caressed the new injuries on his arm. "Furthermore, I think the power of the so-called evil skills has been exaggerated. Otherwise, Tie Qingzi couldn't bring thirty or so Wudang swordsmen and level the main altar of Wuyijiao."
"Maybe like what dad said, the evil kung fu mixed with Wudang's original decent kung fu made them so powerful today." Sun Qianjin said.
"I think maybe there is some help." Jing Li nodded. "But I believe that the more important influence was that Tie Qingzi—later Gongsun Qing—was inspired by Wu Yijiao's rigorous practice method, so he began to reform Wudang martial arts, abandoning many shackles of the original tradition, After more than 20 years, there will be such amazing progress, and then the idea of 'invincible' will arise."
After hearing this, Sun Wuyue and the others felt that it made a lot of sense, and nodded at the same time.
"Senior." Jing Li asked again: "The four of you left Emei this time, what are your plans? You came to Chengdu to find the Wudang faction, right?" He tightened his eyes, stared at Sun Wuyue for a long time, and then spoke again: "Senior wants to challenge Ye Chenyuan?"
Sun Wuyue smiled bitterly.
"It was originally planned." He didn't say any more.Of course Jing Li knew what he meant.
——The gap is too big.
"Please don't be impulsive." Jing Li put down the nearly empty wine bottle. "There is no need to fight a battle that you know you will lose and die."
"Then what's the difference with my uncle in charge?" Yu Qingyun, who had been standing behind her husband, shouted dissatisfiedly.She is the niece of Yu Qinglin, the head of Emei, and this time she left Emei not just because she followed her husband, Sun Qianjin.Although Yu Qingyun didn't speak much, but she had a strong personality inside. In fact, You Sheng was her husband. She was really dissatisfied with her uncle's decision to form an alliance.
"There is a difference. The difference is here." Jing Li pointed at his heart. "Don't fight now, not forever. I have decided in my heart: no matter it takes ten years, twenty years, or thirty years, one day I will practice until I can surpass the Wudang school. I have traveled so far, and have been following the Wudang school People, you have to keep getting to know them and learn how to beat them."
He turned his head and looked at Sun Wuyue: "Why don't the five of you join me too! Every time there is one more person who shares the same beliefs and practice together, it will be easier to become stronger and have more strength to compete with Wudang."
"Little brother, I'm sorry, I won't agree to you now." Sun Wuyue put his hand on Jing Li's shoulder. "The Emei faction is still there, and I won't join anyone else. Besides, I can't follow you around. Although I have left Mount Emei, I can't leave this land. I will keep it and use my Defend the Emei sect with your body."
"I understand." Jing Li nodded, not showing any disappointment, but full of respect for Sun Wuyue.
Jing Li looked at the other three comrades, and said: "No matter what the Emei Sect becomes in the future, no one can say a bad word about it in front of me. Because I already know what a real Emei warrior is."
Jing Li picked up the wine bottle just now, saluted the four people, drank the last sip of wine in it, and threw the bottle from the city wall into the field outside the city.
The five looked at each other and smiled, and looked at the setting sun in the west that had begun to fall into the mountain line.
Jing Li pulled up the hood of the cloak and punched the four of them. "Jing is leaving. I have left my companion for too long, so I have to join him. The Wudang faction is in Chengdu for a day, and I will stay here for a day. We will drink and discuss martial arts together some other day."
"We have to fight again." Sun Qianjin said with a big laugh. "Otherwise I won't walk out of this city wall for you."
"This is the agreement!" Jing Li and Sun Qianjin shook hands.The other three laughed too.
Everyone in Emei told Jing Lie where they were staying, and Jing Lie also told them the name and location of "Xiangyun Inn".
"The day Ye Chenyuan broke into Emei, I will personally take you to dive to Mount Emei." Sun Wuyue couldn't help smiling after finishing speaking. "For more than forty years, I never thought that I would say such things to outsiders."
Jing Li cupped his hands again, then turned and left.
The four looked at his golden back.
"South Sea Tiger Sect. A name I've never heard of before." Sun Wuyue stroked his beard and sighed. "But there is such a character."
Yan Heng walked in the streets and alleys, only feeling hungry and tired.The sun had set behind the houses, and the winter wind was blowing through the streets, making the chill even deeper. But he kept going. I haven't eaten since this morning - I don't even have a copper coin on me; I just played against Tong Jing (although the fight was very easy), and the hunger and cold began to eat away at his physical strength.But the will is not frayed. ——The mistakes you make must be remedied with your own hands. He kept asking for directions to the headquarters of the Ma Pai Gang on the street. ——Since people respectfully call the warriors of the Qingcheng School "Xia", this reputation should not be ruined in their own hands. ——Especially now, I wear the "Male and Female Dragon and Tiger Sword". Although Yan Heng had already rewrapped the blade of the "Dragon Thorn" with rags, and deliberately covered it with a robe when holding it, people still noticed that he was carrying "things".Especially when they knew that he was inquiring about the Ma Pai Gang, those people all showed panic expressions.But also because of this fear, none of them dared to answer him dishonestly. Although Yan Heng was grateful for this convenience, he also felt a little sorry for frightening the common people. ——We warriors, are we worthy of the respect of the people?Or is it just daunting? ... — or... both? ... Finally Yan Heng found it.The horse market street is not far ahead. Nine out of ten of the originally bustling shopping streets were closed at this time, and only a few restaurants and restaurants operating night markets began to hang lanterns in front of the doors. Yan Heng gritted his teeth, squeezed the "dragon spine" tightly in his hand, endured the cold and hunger, and continued to walk forward like a lone wolf at the fast pace of a warrior.
When Jing Li returned to the door of "Xiangyun Inn", it was already night. It's been a long time since the boss, he thought that Yan Heng had already collected the travel expenses, and had said goodbye to the Minjiang gang and returned to the inn, so he didn't go to the "Jianghe Headquarters" to look for him again. After entering the gate, I went to the restaurant downstairs, but I saw Shan Nantong, the fat manager of the "Mantong", and two of his subordinates sitting at the table closest to the entrance. "Uncle Jing, I'm finally waiting for you!" Shan Nantong smiled, picked up the small cloth bag on the dining table, and walked up to Jing Li to salute.Jing Li found that Shan Nantong's smile was a bit forced. "Why are you here?" "Sha, who came to manage this inn specially, has already prepaid ten days' rent for the uncle. If Uncle Jing wants to move to a bigger and better inn, Sha can also arrange it immediately." Shan Nantong said, and then He handed over the cloth bag with both hands. "Here is my gang's promise to subsidize the travel expenses of the uncle. I hope the uncle will not dislike it." Jing Li took the cloth bag casually, and didn't care how much money was inside, just asked: "Where's my companion?" "This..." Even though it was a winter night, Shan Nantong was still sweating. "Shaoxia Yan...it's a long story..." He also tried to briefly describe what happened in front of the gate of "Jianghe Headquarters" during the day. After hearing this, Jing Li couldn't help frowning and shaking his head. ——This kid, inexperienced means inexperienced... "...Later, Shaoxia Yan disappeared..." Shan Nantong said timidly. "Since he didn't come back, where do you think he will go?" After Jing Li finished speaking, he walked quickly to the room in the back yard. Shan Nantong and his two subordinates hurriedly chased after him.He thought hard while wiping his sweat, and then suddenly realized. "Horse card gang!" "Do your subordinates know where the headquarters of the Ma Pai Gang is? One of them took me there. The other went back to the Minjiang Gang to bring someone to help." Jing Li said as he walked hurriedly. "You are too fat and walk too slowly. You don't have to follow me. Go wait for me outside the gate." Jing Li felt a little anxious.Of course, he wasn't worried about the Continental Gang.What he was worried about was that Yan Heng would find out about it if things broke out. So he decided to go back to the room first and get the Japanese sword and paddle, just in case. Of the entire row of rooms next to the backyard, his was the only one that was not lit. The door opened, and it was dark inside, only the light from the courtyard reflected from the door.But Jing Li was not affected at all—his eyes were as bright as cats after the night battle in the jungle of Champa Kingdom. The long Japanese sword and the paddle were lying flat on the bed, and he immediately reached out to get them. The moment he touched the scabbard, he felt a strange atmosphere. Or rather, a sense of oppression. Wandering among barbarian countries on the sea for many years, experienced more than a hundred battles, including single-handedly contests, group battles, ambushes... Jing Li is very familiar with this feeling. ——It's fighting spirit. This "Xiangyun Inn" is not big, and the rooms are only separated by wooden walls. Right next to the bed.that wall. From the upper left corner, cracked. The five-foot-long thick Nodachi, carrying the energy of a Kagoshima volcanic eruption, slanted down to break through the panel wall, and the blade slashed towards Jing Li's neck!
At the same time, a dark figure was hiding in the corner of the roof tiles on the second floor opposite the courtyard outside the room. Zou Tai's big bright eyes, looking through the night, watched the chasm room. When he saw Jing Lie entering the room just now, Zou Tai finally confirmed the appearance of this man who was probably a "Wudang Hunter", and he was very excited. Chen Tong was already on the way, bringing this important news back to the "Fenglai Inn" in the east of the city, and telling Deputy Head Ye. After Jing Li entered the room, Zou Tai kept a close watch on him.Seeing that Jing Li's foreign costume looked strange, he was even more sure that this person was the man that the Japanese woman who lived in the next room was looking for. Zou Tai was thinking: When will that Japanese woman go over to meet this "hunter"? At this moment, he heard a loud sound of breaking objects from inside the open door. In the dark room, the light of the blade flickered slightly. Zou Tai's eyes widened instantly.
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Yan Heng walked in the streets and alleys, only feeling hungry and tired.The sun had set behind the houses, and the winter wind was blowing through the streets, making the chill even deeper. But he kept going. I haven't eaten since this morning - I don't even have a copper coin on me; I just played against Tong Jing (although the fight was very easy), and the hunger and cold began to eat away at his physical strength.But the will is not frayed. ——The mistakes you make must be remedied with your own hands. He kept asking for directions to the headquarters of the Ma Pai Gang on the street. ——Since people respectfully call the warriors of the Qingcheng School "Xia", this reputation should not be ruined in their own hands. ——Especially now, I wear the "Male and Female Dragon and Tiger Sword". Although Yan Heng had already rewrapped the blade of the "Dragon Thorn" with rags, and deliberately covered it with a robe when holding it, people still noticed that he was carrying "things".Especially when they knew that he was inquiring about the Ma Pai Gang, those people all showed panic expressions.But also because of this fear, none of them dared to answer him dishonestly. Although Yan Heng was grateful for this convenience, he also felt a little sorry for frightening the common people. ——We warriors, are we worthy of the respect of the people?Or is it just daunting? ... — or... both? ... Finally Yan Heng found it.The horse market street is not far ahead. Nine out of ten of the originally bustling shopping streets were closed at this time, and only a few restaurants and restaurants operating night markets began to hang lanterns in front of the doors. Yan Heng gritted his teeth, squeezed the "dragon spine" tightly in his hand, endured the cold and hunger, and continued to walk forward like a lone wolf at the fast pace of a warrior.
When Jing Li returned to the door of "Xiangyun Inn", it was already night. It's been a long time since the boss, he thought that Yan Heng had already collected the travel expenses, and had said goodbye to the Minjiang gang and returned to the inn, so he didn't go to the "Jianghe Headquarters" to look for him again. After entering the gate, I went to the restaurant downstairs, but I saw Shan Nantong, the fat manager of the "Mantong", and two of his subordinates sitting at the table closest to the entrance. "Uncle Jing, I'm finally waiting for you!" Shan Nantong smiled, picked up the small cloth bag on the dining table, and walked up to Jing Li to salute.Jing Li found that Shan Nantong's smile was a bit forced. "Why are you here?" "Sha, who came to manage this inn specially, has already prepaid ten days' rent for the uncle. If Uncle Jing wants to move to a bigger and better inn, Sha can also arrange it immediately." Shan Nantong said, and then He handed over the cloth bag with both hands. "Here is my gang's promise to subsidize the travel expenses of the uncle. I hope the uncle will not dislike it." Jing Li took the cloth bag casually, and didn't care how much money was inside, just asked: "Where's my companion?" "This..." Even though it was a winter night, Shan Nantong was still sweating. "Shaoxia Yan...it's a long story..." He also tried to briefly describe what happened in front of the gate of "Jianghe Headquarters" during the day. After hearing this, Jing Li couldn't help frowning and shaking his head. ——This kid, inexperienced means inexperienced... "...Later, Shaoxia Yan disappeared..." Shan Nantong said timidly. "Since he didn't come back, where do you think he will go?" After Jing Li finished speaking, he walked quickly to the room in the back yard. Shan Nantong and his two subordinates hurriedly chased after him.He thought hard while wiping his sweat, and then suddenly realized. "Horse card gang!" "Do your subordinates know where the headquarters of the Ma Pai Gang is? One of them took me there. The other went back to the Minjiang Gang to bring someone to help." Jing Li said as he walked hurriedly. "You are too fat and walk too slowly. You don't have to follow me. Go wait for me outside the gate." Jing Li felt a little anxious.Of course, he wasn't worried about the Continental Gang.What he was worried about was that Yan Heng would find out about it if things broke out. So he decided to go back to the room first and get the Japanese sword and paddle, just in case. Of the entire row of rooms next to the backyard, his was the only one that was not lit. The door opened, and it was dark inside, only the light from the courtyard reflected from the door.But Jing Li was not affected at all—his eyes were as bright as cats after the night battle in the jungle of Champa Kingdom. The long Japanese sword and the paddle were lying flat on the bed, and he immediately reached out to get them. The moment he touched the scabbard, he felt a strange atmosphere. Or rather, a sense of oppression. Wandering among barbarian countries on the sea for many years, experienced more than a hundred battles, including single-handedly contests, group battles, ambushes... Jing Li is very familiar with this feeling. ——It's fighting spirit. This "Xiangyun Inn" is not big, and the rooms are only separated by wooden walls. Right next to the bed.that wall. From the upper left corner, cracked. The five-foot-long thick Nodachi, carrying the energy of a Kagoshima volcanic eruption, slanted down to break through the panel wall, and the blade slashed towards Jing Li's neck!
At the same time, a dark figure was hiding in the corner of the roof tiles on the second floor opposite the courtyard outside the room. Zou Tai's big bright eyes, looking through the night, watched the chasm room. When he saw Jing Lie entering the room just now, Zou Tai finally confirmed the appearance of this man who was probably a "Wudang Hunter", and he was very excited. Chen Tong was already on the way, bringing this important news back to the "Fenglai Inn" in the east of the city, and telling Deputy Head Ye. After Jing Li entered the room, Zou Tai kept a close watch on him.Seeing that Jing Li's foreign costume looked strange, he was even more sure that this person was the man that the Japanese woman who lived in the next room was looking for. Zou Tai was thinking: When will that Japanese woman go over to meet this "hunter"? At this moment, he heard a loud sound of breaking objects from inside the open door. In the dark room, the light of the blade flickered slightly. Zou Tai's eyes widened instantly.
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