Chapter 18 Chapter Eighteen

Wang Banxia snarled, and raised his arms, but he glanced at Zhou Fang, and the raised arms stopped in the air, and he didn't dare to hand them out again. Zhou Fang said coldly: "For your master's sake, spare your life, get out!" Wang Banxia's face was ashen, he took three steps back, suddenly turned over in the air, and walked out through the window.The reputation he earned through hard work for half a lifetime has since turned into water. Aunt Wang looked at his figure passing through the window, and suddenly smiled and said: "Okay, okay, you abandoned me again, okay...ok..." She snatched a dagger from the waist of the girl beside her, It was stabbed into his own chest, and the girls hissed and screamed, seeing blood bursting out in front of their eyes.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Mrs. Ding's staff flew up into the air and knocked down the dagger in Mrs. Wang's hand.Aunt Wang hissed: "Who wants you to save me, I don't want to live!" Mrs. Ding said slowly: "Wang Banxia repeatedly ignored you and ignored you in a critical situation. Can you bear it?" Aunt Wang was taken aback for a moment, her eyes were full of resentment. Zhou Fang waved his hand and said, "I'll forgive you too, go!" Mrs. Ding said: "Don't forget that the person who made you look like this is none other than your husband!"

Aunt Wang looked up to the sky and screamed, and slapped the girls beside her more than a dozen times with her backhand, and said sharply: "Go! Go!"Eyes, hastily lifted the soft chair, rushed downstairs.The beggar gang disciples at the stairs saw Aunt Wang's disheveled and fierce appearance, and no one dared to stop her. Mrs. Ding stood up, walked slowly to Zhou Fang, knelt down and knelt down, saying: "This concubine hasn't seen my senior for many years, I don't want my senior to be still alive in this world." Zhou Fangdao: "Although life is death, even death is life, it's just playing in the world. The me of the past is no longer the me of today. It's better to remember than to forget."

Wan Daxia rushed over, bowed to the ground, respectfully said: "If the old man hadn't shown up this time, the younger generation would only have seen the villain succeed in his scheme, the younger generation is really grateful." Zhou Fang smiled slightly, and interrupted: "Don't be grateful to me, you should be grateful to him." He pointed at Bao'er: "If this kid didn't force me, I wouldn't show up." Wan Daxia bowed his head and said: "But I hope that after the old senior appears this time, he will use his boundless power to subdue demons to frighten the small groups in the world, and he will not disappear from the world again."

Zhou Fang said: "This..." Suddenly there was a loud commotion coming from downstairs, those who were standing by the window couldn't help looking down, only to see a flash of swords and swords flashing below the Yellow Crane Tower near the river bank! The martial arts masters who were crowding in front of the Yellow Crane Tower had rushed over from the bank of the river at this moment.There was a lot of discussion among the crowd, and what could be vaguely heard was: "Tie Jindao and Han Yigou are really bitter enemies. When the two met, they started fighting before they could say three words!"

"I haven't seen Han Yigou perform martial arts for many years. I don't think he has practiced the Panlong Bowl technique... well, the Iron Gold Saber Crouching Tiger Saber is not weak. The outcome of this battle is unpredictable, but the Iron Gold Saber I have tried my best for many years, and I have learned a few tricks from the five-color sailing boat, so I am sure that I am not the old Wuxia Amon, and I will beat him to victory in this battle!" "Look, Han Yigou doesn't have the unique skill of pressing the bottom of the box!" Although the group of heroes upstairs were all watching Zhou Fang, they couldn't help being attracted by the most eye-catching battle in the martial arts at this moment, hugging each other by the window and looking at each other from a distance.Only Mrs. Ding and Hero Wan were still waiting by Zhou Fang's side. Zhou Fang said with a smile, "Both sides have been preparing for this battle for many years. It must be very exciting. If you and I don't take a look, wouldn't it be a pity?"

Bao'er wanted to get information about his grandfather from Jin Zulin's mouth, but Jin Zulin was focused on his beloved wife, and couldn't help calling softly: "Lan'er, what are you afraid of? Wake up!" Bao'er called him a dozen times: "Uncle Jin, Hero Jin, Brother Jin!" He called out all the names, but Jin Zulin didn't even hear a word. Bao'er sighed, and saw that Zhou Fang had also gone to the window to watch the battle, and followed him, only to see two figures, one black and one white, dancing in the shadow of swords and swords. Tie Jindao was still dressed in black, but Han Yigou was as white as snow.Tie Jindao was tall and tall, but Han Yigou was skinny.

Bao'er secretly smiled and said: "Even in appearance, these two people seem to be natural enemies, and their martial arts are one yin and one yang, one soft and one strong. No wonder the two are so incompatible." The two hit fast with fast speed, both of them were swift and incomparable. In a short while, the two had dismantled more than a hundred moves.Bao'er's eyes were fixed, and she was obviously paying attention to the changes in the moves of the two of them. From time to time, there was a smile on the corner of her mouth, obviously quite understanding. In the past, he watched people fighting fiercely, although he would also be thrilled, but he only felt that it was just a cruel act of bloodshed and desperation, but now he can already see every subtle change between the moves of the two sides, and he feels that the martial arts actually contains extremely Profound knowledge, just like a person who doesn't know how to play chess, watching chess games will feel boring, but if he knows how to play chess, he will be immersed in the difficult layout and magical changes around him unconsciously, in order to create People applaud the wonderful hands of people's intentions, shake their heads and sigh for the careless and negligent omissions, so they are born, so they are forgetful.

The subtlety of the difference also exists between one mind. Suddenly a person shouted: "Han Yigou! Use that hook!" As soon as the call came out, several people echoed from the side, and more and more people responded in an instant, but there was a raging wave of shouts from among the crowd. "Han Yigou...make that hook...Han Yigou...make that hook..." These people are outside the game, sitting on the mountain watching the tigers fight, and they don't care about who wins or loses. They hope that Han Yigou will use that hook soon, and look at the amazing moves that Tiejindao has learned It's up to him to crack it, not to mention whether the ear-splitting voice will affect the fighter's state of mind.

But although the calls became louder and louder, Han Yigou didn't use that hook for a long time. Bao Erfang sighed secretly for the selfishness of this group of people, and suddenly felt a hand grabbing his wrist, pulling him out of the crowd, others were fascinated by it, but didn't care. It was Zhou Fang who pulled him, and whispered: "I called Tie Wa, let's go." Bao'er's eyes widened again, and she said in surprise, "Let's go?" Zhou Fang said: "That's right. Could it be that you also want to see that hook and are not willing to leave?"

Bao'er smiled and said: "I knew that hook would not be seen today. Han Yigou knew that Tie Jin Dao had learned how to break that hook from Zi Yihou, if he used that hook again today, he would be an idiot ...that hook is indeed invisible today." Zhou Fang nodded with a smile and said, "Good boy, you are getting smarter and smarter. If that's the case, go quickly, don't ask me why now, we'll talk about it after we leave." Although Bao'er was full of suspicion, she was completely convinced by Zhou Fang, so she pulled Tie Wa down and sealed her lips with her fingers, telling him to keep silent.Tie Wa opened his mouth, saw his gesture, and immediately swallowed his voice back. The crowd was watching the battle from the window, and the stairs were empty. The three of them went downstairs without anyone noticing, and slipped out through the back door. Bao'er was still wondering: "Mr. Zhou didn't pull Tie Wa, but asked me to do it. He must know that Tie Wa only listens to me. If I ask him not to ring, he won't ring. If Mr. Zhou pulls Tie Wa himself, Tie Wa will The baby must ask, once he opens his big throat, it will definitely alarm others... Mr. Zhou has calculated such a small matter so carefully, it is obvious that he is determined to leave. But why does he have to leave?" The three of them strode forward until they entered the town of Wuchang. Tie Wa finally asked, "It's so lively over there, why do we have to leave, do you know?" Bao'er said: "I was also wondering just now, but now I have figured it out, old man, you must be afraid of being caught by Wan Daxia and the others, so you can slip away?" Zhou Fangdao: "Do you know why I don't want to be held back?" Bao'er said: "This..." Zhou Fang sighed: "I'm only afraid that Wang Banxia and Aunt Wang will go and return, and I'm also afraid that King Jinhe will come after hearing the news, and even more afraid that others will see that I have lost my martial arts. If I have these three fears, I will naturally go." Bao'er wondered, "Old man, you... your martial arts..." Zhou Fangdao: "Others will think that my internal strength is stronger than before when they hear my yell. Today, if there is that 'Taxue Wuhen' Li Yinghong here, they will say so, because that day in the Tianfengshuitang battle I He once helped him with the technique of 'transmitting sound into secrets', and he has also vaguely guessed...Actually, alas! My martial arts have long been dissipated. After shouting loudly, I was already powerless, how could I fight with others? If Wang Banxia hadn’t been intimidated by my former power, I’m afraid I would have died at the top of the Yellow Crane Tower right now!” Bao'er was dumbfounded when he heard this, but he felt unspeakable pain in his heart. After a long while, Fang Zi said sadly: "In this way, it is Bao'er who harmed your old man. If Bao'er doesn't force you to reveal your identity , no one in the Jianghu would have guessed that today's martial arts swindler is the number one master in the world in the past!" Unexpectedly, Zhou Fang looked up to the sky and laughed, and said: "For more than ten years, I have just done something very gratifying today, and I have been able to recover from years of depression. Why do you feel bad for me?" Bao'er apologized: "But...but from now on, you old man has to be on guard against the enemy's pursuit all the time, isn't it all Bao'er's fault?" Zhou Fang looked up to the sky and laughed loudly: "If I really want to hide, who can find me?" Seeing his arrogance, Bao'er didn't feel happy, and said: "No matter where you go, Tie Wa and Bao'er will accompany you to relieve your worries and boredom. If you are free, you can go Teach Bao'er the best way of swordsmanship in the past and present, and Bao'er will be able to beat the man in white back to the sea in seven years!" Zhou Fang smiled and said, "Little ghost, how do you know that I will teach you the way of swords?" Bao'er blinked her eyes, and said slowly: "I saw the secret letter left to me by Master Ziyi, and I felt strange, and because there was no word on the secret letter, only countless circles were drawn, even if I'm a god, and I can't guess what these circles are, so how can I find them?" Zhou Fang said: "Could it be that you have guessed it right now?" Bao'er smiled slightly and said: "As I said, I already know that the secret card is only used to comfort the heart of Lord Hou in Ziyi. You old man is incarnate in the world of mortals, and you are always paying attention to the movements of Lord Hou. No matter when, If Master Hou wants someone to find you, the old man will definitely go to him first. Therefore, even though Bao'er couldn't find you, the old man found Bao'er. Those big and small circles on the secret letter are not correct. It can be interpreted as "Incarnate in the world of mortals, you can't figure it out, and people walk in the world of mortals, and there is a place for reunion"..." Zhou Fang clapped his hands and said, "What a clever boy, I'm afraid there will be no second one in the world... Sigh! If I have to wait for a child like you to pass on my infinite sword intent and sword way, I will never be able to do so again in this life." What a pity, why should I hide to avoid being tracked by others?" Seeing that he was about to speak sad again, Bao'er hurriedly interrupted: "Although I am not stupid, there are really many children who are smarter than me in the world, for example...for example...that little princess..." The princess has fallen into the clutches of the devil, and life and death are uncertain, so I feel sad first. Tie Wa said in a loud voice: "Although Tie Wa is stupid, following the elder brother, he has unconsciously become smarter. Are you willing to pass on some martial arts to Tie Wa, sir? Tie Wa is not greedy, just learning a few moves is enough. " Zhou Fang clapped his palms and laughed loudly: "Okay, from now on, I might as well bid farewell to the world of mortals for a while, and wait for the two of you to practice martial arts, and then come to deal with the younger generations in the world." Bao'er lifted her spirits, raised her head and said, "Where are we going?" Zhou Fangdao: "Between heaven and earth, within the four seas, where can't you go..." Suddenly he looked up to the sky and screamed, clapped his hands and sang, singing: "Wave your hands away from the world of mortals, and sit on the clouds, reach out to pick the stars, don't teach the stars Falling... The starlight is my lamp, the sky is my shelter, but if you keep your heart always clear, you can master the way of the sword... The principle of the sword is infinite, and this heart is also infinite. The singing is loud and clear, soaring into the sky! Passers-by on the road couldn't help but stare sideways at it, but Zhou Fang had already pulled Bao'er and Tie Wa through the crowd, into the alley, and disappeared. Only the aftertaste of the singing was still lingering in people's ears... Twilight comes and goes, day and night, passing like flowing water. Swallows fly here and there, peach blossoms wither and bloom again, and the change of seasons may seem slow in the eyes of the lonely and frustrated, but in the eyes of the happy and proud, it seems like a fleeting moment, passing by in the blink of an eye.The sky is wide and the clouds are high, and the geese are flying southward. It is easy and autumn winds in the year. Unknowingly, it is late autumn when the lotus is withered and the chrysanthemums are old, and the donkey is fat and the crane is thin. It has been more than five years since the Yellow Crane Tower. . In the past five years, the changes of people and affairs in the world, the ups and downs of heroes in the martial arts world have been changing ever-changingly, even with the pen of Taishi, it is difficult to describe them clearly. The battle between Tiejindao and Han Yigou under the Yellow Crane Tower and on the bank of the Yangtze River was a dead end, because as expected by Bao'er, Han Yigou finally did not use that hook, and since then Afterwards, both Tie Jindao and Han Yigou disappeared. No one among the thousands of heroes in the Jianghu knew whether the two of them would fight again after that. The position of the leader of the beggar gang is still vacant, and Ye Leng will take over the affairs of the gang, because none of the heroes in the world dare to take on this burden, and the whereabouts of the former leader Zhuge Tong are still unknown. On the Yangtze River, from time to time, children of the Beggar Clan in ragged clothes come and go, looking for traces of their Zhuge Clan Leader.Every time they pass a small hillside downstream of the river, they can see two women in Tsing Yi standing side by side on the hillside, their hair fluttering in the river wind, and their skirts fluttering in the river wind. The white clouds in the sky and the smoke and water on the river really look like a fairy in the sky far away from the world of mortals. But their eyes are lonely and resentful, just staring at the depths of the mist, still looking forward to the return of the distant people... So the children of the beggar gang would whisper in secret: "I heard that the woman on the left is Jiang Feng, the leader of the 'Tianfeng Gang' who ruled the river in the past." "Ah! People say: the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, and new people replace old people in the world. This is not wrong at all. Look at her loneliness today, who would have imagined that she was so majestic in the past." But they don't know that although Jiang Feng and Tie Lan are lonely today, they are in a peaceful state of mind, because they know that Bao'er and Tie Wa will return one day. At this time, the day when the man in white will come back is getting closer! Every year that passed, people in the world became more and more nervous, because this battle not only related to the blood and lives of martial arts heroes, but also related to the reputation of the entire martial arts world.Although the heroes of the rivers and lakes take blood and life lightly, "honor" is more important than Mount Tai in their minds. Mrs. Ding Liu Yiren did not expect that the world has not been in chaos for more than five years, because the heroes of both generations, black and white, are practicing martial arts diligently, preparing to stand up for the entire martial arts world on the day when the man in white returns. Fight for fame!Even if you throw your head and sprinkle your blood, you will not hesitate.It is a pity that there has not been a star in the martial arts for more than five years. Although there are quite a few martial arts masters among the rising masters in the rivers and lakes, if they are compared with the Zi Yihou of the past, they are still too far behind. How can they compete with the white-clothed men? Among the older generation, "Hero of Yunmeng" Wan Ziliang's reputation is growing day by day, but his martial arts has not advanced, because he has too many affairs in his hands, so how can he have the time to practice martial arts? But looking around the martial arts world, there are still not many people whose martial arts are better than Wan Daxia. As a result, the old heroes can only pin their hopes negatively on an illusory legend that is almost close to myth. This myth that has been spread more and more widely in the Jianghu in recent years is that: Zi Yihou is not dead, he is still at sea, waiting for the man in white to fight again! Just because the seafarers who traveled far and wide across the ocean once caught a glimpse of the five-color sailboats that once ruled the world in the past in the afterglow of the setting sun. Although the shadow of the ship had mysteriously disappeared when they tracked it down, and no one saw it again in the rivers and lakes, those keen-eyed sea travelers swore that they had indeed seen that famous ship in the depths of the sea and sky——Zi Yi The legend that Hou is still alive in the world has caused a lot of noise in the world. This legend is indeed beautiful and moving. Whenever the aging heroes feel down, they can't help but tell this legend again and again... Only in this way can their painful state of mind be calmed down, their gray life can have hope, and their troubled faces can have smiles on them. But when the young heroes heard these legends in their left ears, they immediately turned and threw them out of their right ears. Their blood was rushing, and they had their own plans. Luoyang, Kaifeng, Jinling, Beijing, Suzhou, from the south to the north, in almost every famous city, a young hero with a bold heart and a high heart has arisen. They never believe that their martial arts can't beat the man in white.Everyone is eager to try and fight for the honor of being the first to fight the man in white, as if they are afraid that if they lose, they will never have the chance to fight the man in white again. Looking at these newborn cubs, the old heroes could only shake their heads and sigh.Although they have also earnestly warned: "If you fight against the men in white, you will just lose your lives... Although your ambition is commendable, why bother to fight for the honor of being the first to fight? Under such a fight, the people in white People are not yet in the future, you have already killed each other, isn't that stupid!" But the young hero just ignored these words on deaf ears.They have already planned in secret that on the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, each of them will bring porridge to the top of Mount Tai, and they will compete in martial arts at the peak of the world's number one mountain to see who is superior and who is inferior , Let's see who can win the honor of being the first to fight against the man in white. The old heroes knew that these bloody youths were bound to wash Mount Tai with blood in the first battle, but they couldn't stop them. Seeing that the Double Ninth Festival has passed, Laba is just around the corner... At this moment, another inspiring event occurred in the martial arts world: Shaolin, Wudang, Emei, Diancang, Kongtong, Huashan, and Huaiyang, the contemporary masters of the seven sword sects, announced to the martial arts world at the same time on the day of the Double Ninth Ninth Ninth Day that they would send one of their disciples out of the mountain to participate in the related and white-clothed sword sect. In the matter of fighting between people, one must also participate in the Mount Tai meeting. It is very common for these seven sects to send their disciples out of the mountain. Each sect does not know how many disciples it will send out every year, but it has never made any move to show the martial arts world. Now the heads of these seven sects are so solemn As it happened, it is obvious that the seven disciples sent this time must not be comparable to ordinary disciples, all the martial arts heroes can't help but look sideways at them, wanting to know what kind of roles these seven disciples are. At this time, "Hero of Yunmeng" Wan Ziliang has received a letter from Master Wuxiang, the contemporary head of Shaolin. Master Wuxiang wrote Yunfei Xiaokai very well. What he wrote is: 〖Your Majesty: For a long time, I have been pregnant with style, and I hate not knowing Jing.This time my Seven Sects dispatching disciples is really unusual, and friends in the Jianghu are bound to be surprised.The twists and turns are that the seven disciples used to be disciples of the "Qingping Swordsman" in Japan. , respectively into the sects of my seven sects. In the past five years, these seven people have worked so hard and cultivated so hard that others can't dream of it. They have already been immersed in the trend of being green and blue. "Chang", Emei "Master Juechen" and other temple masters exchanged letters and discussed, and decided to let these seven people represent my seven factions to fight the East China Sea white-clothed people.I'm old, I wish I could take part in this great martial arts event, and even more I wish I could do my best for my comrades in the rivers and lakes.Fortunately, the disciple's unyielding has been taught by the old monk, and his martial arts are not inferior to the old monk. Wan Daxia presides over justice in the world, and leads the martial arts heroes. I would like to list the names of these seven people on the left side of the letter. I hope you can cultivate them more. It is a great honor! No Phase Pause〗 Although the letter is brief, it clearly states everything, and then there are the names of the seven disciples: 〖Wudang Gongsun is not wise Emei gold is not afraid Can't touch the stone Kongtong Wei is not greedy Huashan Ximen is not weak Yang Bunu in Huaiyang Shaolin Mo Unyielding〗 Although this letter was only witnessed by Wan Ziliang and his five-seven friends, it was passed on to ten or ten to hundreds.In less than half a month, it spread throughout the rivers and lakes. Master Wuxiang of Shaolin likes to practice Zen, he doesn't care about martial arts cultivation, but his reputation in the martial arts world is not affected by his low martial arts. Master Wuxiang has never been involved in grievances and grievances in the world, let alone speak lightly, and what he said is true. This time, in his letters, he repeatedly praised these seven people for "working hard...to be strong...the green is the blue..." This is unprecedented. From this, it can be imagined that these seven people are definitely not ordinary people. As for the strength of martial arts and the integrity of their personalities, it is not a problem. Otherwise, how can they represent the seven martial arts sects that are famous all over the world?It must be known that the establishment of the prestige of the Seven Schools did not take place overnight, and I have experienced many bloodshed, hardships and hardships, and now entrusting all the hard-earned prestige and reputation to the shoulders of a young disciple, this is no small matter ! There are no masters in the Jianghu, so people's hearts are shocked.After the Double Ninth Festival, these seven people have become hidden but have become the hearts of the world. Thousands of heroes in the Jianghu have regarded the seven people as the pillars of the sky and the rocks of the sea.Some arrogant young heroes are unavoidably dissatisfied in their hearts, but they all wish to take a look at the demeanor of the seven of them immediately, and see what they have up their sleeves. At this time, the seven of them had quietly arrived at the residence of "Hero Yunmeng" Wan Ziliang. There is a dense forest in the southwest of Tongguan Mountain, covering hundreds of miles. Most of the forest trees belong to the genus of pines, cypresses and sycamores. Therefore, even in late autumn, they are still green and dense, and the shade is like a curtain. The dense jungle seems to be deserted, but when you get closer, you can hear horses neighing and human voices coming from the forest. Going forward, you can see a stone stele next to the forest, which reads: "Jin's forest land, passed down from generation to generation, treasured by descendants and grandchildren, stop with foreign surnames." At dusk, a group of people came to the outside of the dense forest, wandered around for a while, and walked through the forest. A big man in green clothes led the way, and it was the "Hero of Yunmeng" Wan Ziliang! The other seven people were tall and short, some monks and some secular people, and the seven people walked in a file, the order was not chaotic, and their expressions seemed to be quite intimate, but at the same time seemed quite unfamiliar.The seven of them walked with their heads bowed, silent, but their brows were full of melancholy and anxiety. The forest of people is not deep, and one can vaguely see that there are countless exquisite houses built among the trees in the dense forest, some standing prominently, or interdependent, or separated by bamboo fences, or surrounded by flowing water. Houses, small bridges with low backs, red fences and green boards, canglin crane bones, and Hengke cyanotic leaves, appear indescribably quiet and elegant. But the eight people obviously didn't intend to enjoy the scenery, but just wanted to find someone.Suddenly, two big men in brocade clothes rushed out from the forest and blocked their way. "This forest is private property, why are you here?" Wan Ziliang said in a deep voice: "Yunmeng Wan Ziliang, I'm here to visit Jin Shaoxia." These two gorgeously dressed and eloquent brocade-clothed big men had a hint of arrogance in their expressions. At this moment, they could not help being moved when they heard the word "Wan Ziliang"! The two bowed their heads solemnly, and the one on the left said: "The young master has already gone to get drunk with wine in the afternoon. Although it is in the forest, Lin Shen doesn't know where it is." Another person said: "If you don't think it's too short, you can invite the tea house over there to wait for the villain to go and look for it. It won't take long." The two of them are obviously the well-trained messengers of this wealthy family. Although they are two thick and big men, they are actually gentle in their conversation, just like refined scholars. Wan Ziliang pondered for a while, and said with a smile: "It's better to bother the two leaders to go to search together, but I don't know how to do it?" The big man said: "Wan Daxia ordered, I should obey it." So the two led the way, Wan Ziliang followed, and the other seven people still walked in a file, still bowing their heads silently, without saying a word. The weather of this rich family is really different. Where the group of people passed by, although there were boys and girls looking out of the abode from time to time, they only looked at each other with smiles, and never asked questions. From time to time, there were people strolling past in the forest, all of them were dressed in gorgeous clothes, their faces were radiant, and there was a kind of peacefulness in their expressions.In the huge woodland, there is no noise at all, and the branches and leaves of the trees are all neatly decorated, making people feel like they are in a fairyland in Taoyuan, forgetting the hustle and bustle of the world and worldly troubles. Wan Ziliang couldn't help but sighed secretly: "I just thought of Jin Zulin as a miserable young man who loves to drink and drink, but I don't know that he has such roughness in his chest." The trees are as deep as the sea, and you can't see the edge in all directions. Suddenly, a burst of singing came from the depths of the forest: "Go this way, go that way, and drink golden wine. Go there, go this way, just looking for flowers and willows... Haha! You go and look for flowers and willows, and I will drink Golden wine." The big man in brocade clothes was excited, and he turned his head and said: "This is the song of the young master." Passing through dozens of trees, I saw a man hanging upside down on the branch like a bat with his head and feet on his feet. His two bare feet were hooked on the branch. His body was swinging slowly, as if on a swing.Wan Ziliang and the others couldn't see his appearance, but seeing that he was carrying a sheepskin wine bag that people used to, and kept pouring wine into his mouth from the seam of his clothes, they could already guess that this person must be It is the young master of this extremely rich family, the "little general who is always drunk" Jin Zulin who is famous all over the world for his millions of wealth, bottomless wealth and a Fangtian painted halberd in his palm. Wan Ziliang couldn't help showing his face and smiling, clasped his fists and said, "Brother Jin is alright after a five-year farewell?" Jin Zulin lifted his clothes with his little finger, revealed one eye to look at, laughed and said: "Rare visitor, it turns out that Wan Daxia has arrived. Fortunately, my younger brother has not been drowned by wine." Suddenly he caught a glimpse of a group standing behind Wan Ziliang Among the seven people, a "dead man's mention" fell to the ground in the air, the smile on his face disappeared immediately, and he said coldly: "Hero Wan came here, is it because of that thing?" Wan Ziliang smiled slightly and said: "My servant, ever since I was scolded by that young and bold little brother Bao'er at the top of the Yellow Crane Tower that year, I have invited all suzerains to gather together, and strictly ordered my colleagues in the world not to come to disturb Jin because of this matter. Brother." Jin Zulin laughed loudly and said: "Since that's the case, it's my younger brother who blamed brother Taiwan. He should be punished. I'll toast you a few glasses of fine wine first." Before he finished speaking, he jumped up suddenly, fluttered up the treetops, reached out his hand to dig into the thick branches and leaves, and then took out a full sheepskin wine bag, like picking melons and fruits, and poured the wine The bag was dropped.The two big men had already been preparing by the side, and they followed suit.Jin Zulin kicked his feet on the tree, and he jumped into the top of another tree, and he took off another sheepskin wine bag. I saw him flying around non-stop, and picked eight or nine wine bags in a short time, which seemed to be somewhat similar to picking betel nuts and coconuts from the native trees of the South China Sea. Although everyone didn't find it funny when they saw it, they couldn't help but be surprised by his light and agile movements. Jin Zulin floated to the ground, laughed and said: "My little brother has a wicked wife, and the only way to enjoy the wine is to hide it. Come, come, everyone, please drink a bag." Wan Ziliang said: "I want to drink wine, but I still come here for that matter today, just because the seven friends I brought here today are of different identities." Jin Zulin's face suddenly changed, and he said angrily: "No matter who it is, it's impossible to see Old Senior Bai... If that's the case, don't drink any wine!" He turned around and waited to leave. Wan Ziliang said: "But these seven are the direct disciples of Senior Bai." Jin Zulin was stunned for a moment, turned back slowly, looked up and down the seven people, and said, "Could it be that the seven are the seven disciples that have been rumored in the world recently?" In front of the group of people was a young man in Tsing Yi who was tall and tall, with a heroic brow between his brows, slightly clasped his fists, and said: "I will not give up in Shaolin." The second big man in blue came out and said: "Emei Jin is not afraid..." This man was eight feet tall and three feet wide, and his voice was like a torrent of bells, which made Jin Zulin frown. The third person walked slowly to Jin Buwei's side, but he was a skinny Taoist in Tsing Yi, but his eyes were like lightning, he said: "The poor Taoist Wudang Gongsun is unwise." The fourth person's face was indifferent, like a stone statue, he slightly clasped his fists and did not speak. Mo Buqu said: "This is because my fourth brother didn't touch the stones, and he never likes to talk." Jin Zulin laughed and said, "If you don't talk, will you be suffocated? That's unbearable..." I saw a short and fat boy with a face like a full moon and a smile all over his face walking by slowly, and said with a smile: "I am not greedy in Kongtong Wei, who can make fourth brother Shi say ten words and not be greedy to lose ten words?" Two denarii." Shi Buwei suddenly said: "I'll say it to make you lose ten taels." No more, no less, exactly ten words. Wei Bugui laughed loudly and said: "Okay, okay, little brother admit defeat!" He offered the ten taels of silver with both hands, and Shi Buwei rolled up his robe sleeve and took it. Jin Buwei smiled and said, "It's really not easy for Wei Laowu to touch ten taels of silver so generously." The sixth person sighed, "How can fifth brother Wei do business at a loss? He lost ten taels to fourth brother, but won fifty taels to younger brother." Among the seven people, this person is the most gorgeously dressed, gentle, and has a pretty face like a young girl. As expected, he took out the silver and handed it to Wei Bugian with a sigh. Jin Buwei asked: "What's going on?" Wei Butan smiled and said: "Fifth brother bet with me that I would never be able to make fourth brother tell ten yu again, but now I have made fourth brother tell, and forty taels of silver have already been obtained." Jin Buwei sighed: "No wonder Master used to say that if you go into business, you must make a fortune. It seems that Master has a good vision." Jin Zulin couldn't help laughing out loud anymore, and saw the well-mannered youth in Chinese clothes turn his face and smile, clasped his fists and said, "Xiamen is not weak." The seventh person's face was like a jujube, two thick eyebrows like splashed ink were tightly knit together, and his face was angry even when he was not angry. A monk's robe was only knee-length, and his long hair fell down. Toutuo, who had slim hair, suddenly shouted: "Huaiyang Yang is not angry!" The voice was like a thunderbolt, startled Jin Zulin, frowned and smiled bitterly: "I don't know if Xiongtai usually speaks so loudly?" Wei Butan smiled and said, "Sometimes the voice is louder than this." Jin Zulin said: "Although Senior Bai has not seen outsiders for a long time, the seven must be exceptions among exceptions..." Turning around suddenly, he said: "Let's go..." This person is really straightforward in doing things, if he doesn't want to do a thing, he will never do it, if he wants to do it, he will do it right away, never procrastinating. Wan Ziliang and the others didn't expect him to agree so happily, they were startled, and then followed him away, leaving only the two big men standing there holding eight or nine wine bags in a daze. The dense forest seems endless, and the group of people almost walked through the meal, but they have not reached the edge, but the houses in the forest have gradually become scarce. Looking out from some sparse branches and leaves, the huge shadow of Tongguan Mountain can be vaguely seen. The seventh disciple thought to himself: "Could it be that Master lives in the mountain?" As the terrain got higher, the trees on the hillside became shorter and shorter. While striding forward, Jin Zulin muttered to himself, raised his neck from time to time, took two sips of wine to clear his throat, and what he said seemed to be: "God created all things, sometimes it is really wonderful, and sometimes he created something extraordinary. It’s obviously for people to see, but he still wants to cover it up in every possible way..." Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and no one could understand the meaning of his words.Suddenly Jin Zulin called out softly: "Be careful..." He jumped up and suddenly disappeared. It turned out that a deep valley suddenly sank down on the hillside. Because of the dense forests, it would be difficult for anyone who is not familiar with the terrain to find it. The depth of the valley is more than a hundred feet, but the radius is only about twenty feet. It is as if a god giant suddenly stepped on the ground to create such a valley. The strange rocks at the bottom of the valley are steep, but there are giant trees hundreds of feet high. Because the valley is deep and sunken, from the outside, the hillside is just a piece of low shrubs. No one would have thought that there is such a towering ancient tree among them. Tree.Jin Zulin laughed loudly and said, "Have you ever seen such a tree? If this tree grows on flat ground, wouldn't it be outstanding, and it will definitely make a big splash? But God wants it to be hidden here so that people can't see it... It's as if he was born to hide Senior Bai." Everyone understood the meaning of his words just now, and they couldn't help being startled when they heard the last sentence, they couldn't help themselves, and looked up together. I saw this giant tree soaring into the sky until there were branches and leaves above a hundred feet. Although everyone was a sharp-eyed person, their necks were sore from seeing it, and they could vaguely see that there was a bird's nest like a bird's nest skillfully built among the dense branches and leaves. The green hut looks like the ancestors lived in the Chao family in ancient times. Wan Ziliang moved, "Could it be that old Bai is on the tree?" Jin Zulin said: "That's right. Senior Bai has cultivated so much in recent years that he is close to the body of an Arhat. Not only has he not been down for many years, but he has not eaten the fireworks for a long time. Only my wife sends some food every three or two days. When Huang Jing, He Shou, Song Guo, and Lian Zi came, the old man was willing to let go of the hanging rope, other than that, he didn't see anyone, even I haven't seen him for three or four years." The seventh disciples were delighted to hear that their master had cultivated deeply, but when they thought of the suffering and loneliness that the old man had suffered, they couldn't help but feel great sorrow in their hearts. In an instant, the blood of the seven people was rushing, tears filled their eyes, and they all turned over and bowed down in unison.Mo Buqu said: "Disciples come to kowtow to see the teacher, but I hope you will show up and see." Although his voice is calm and low, but when he transmits each word, no matter how far away he is, he can hear him clearly. But there was no sound above the treetops. 七弟子屏息仰视，满面泪光，也不知过了多久，树岭突然落下一物，看来本自有如一粒微尘，眨眼间便已落下。 石不为伸手接过，他出手看来虽平平无奇，但能在这最后一刹那接着此物，其眼力之锐，出手之快，又岂是常人所能梦想。七弟子齐地凝目望去，只见他接着的竟只是一粒莲子。