Chapter 6 Chapter 5 Ups and downs

In the middle of the speech, he seemed to be on alert, and cast a cross-eyed glance at Zhao Ziyuan, but kept silent. Zhao Ziyuan was full of doubts at this time, but he still quietly watched the changes. After a while, Wu Bingyu suddenly remembered something and said: "Daddy, something is wrong." The man in gray said: "how?" Wu Bingxin said: "Chen Lei, the director of this pavilion, how to report the enemy's situation in the future?" The man in gray gave a "hmm" and said: "As a father, I also think about this point, and I just can't understand it."

Wu Bingxin said: "Do you want to use the thirteen people in the secret room?" The man in gray said: "The time has not come yet, too much haste will ruin the event - Yu'er, you stay here, I'll go to the outer pavilion to have a look!" After finishing speaking, he twisted his body slightly, and fled to the outside of the compartment with a sway. Zhao Ziyuan watched his ghostly figure disappear from his field of vision, and murmured in his heart: "What a mysterious person!...I don't know if he is the master mentioned by the thirteen people in the secret room?..." The man in gray came out of the room when the candle on the plan suddenly dimmed, and a figure appeared at the door of the secret door. Flash, Wu Bingxin said tenderly:

"who is it?" There was no answer in the darkness, Zhao Ziyuan suddenly felt a breeze blowing from his side, a white shadow swayed in front of his eyes, with a soft force coming from the right, he lost his footing and fell to the left one after another After a few steps, he just retreated to the front of the stone screen.A deep voice shouted: "Follow me!" When Zhao Ziyuan heard the voice was so familiar, and it seemed to be aimed at himself, Fang Ziyuan asked in surprise, and the low voice came on again: "Follow me! Don't hesitate!" Wu Bingxin scolded again and again, and clapped several palms, the power of her palms burst like thunder, but she was in the dark, obviously unable to pinpoint the enemy's position, so her palms missed.

I saw the white shadow shuttle around in the wind of the palm, walking like clouds and flowing water, until it became a blurred shadow in the end! Zhao Ziyuan was dumbfounded, seeing that the black shadow had already reached the edge of the stone screen, the opportunity was fleeting, so he quickly made a decision and followed behind. The white shadow rushed out of the stone screen first, and with a "click", the mechanism on the screen was activated, and countless silver lights and black lights shot towards him like a rainstorm! There was a sudden sound of wind in the room, and the figure of the white figure made a big turn, soaring into the sky, and at the same time, taking advantage of the turn, a hurricane surged up, and hidden weapons all over the sky were swept up one after another.

The white shadow let out a howl, and continued to charge upwards, without any delay in breathing, before Shi Ping shot out the hidden weapon for the second time, there was a loud "crash la la", his body had smashed through the roof and flew out . Almost at the same time, Zhao Ziyuan also got up and rushed, Wu Bingxin shouted: "Where to go!" The five fingers of the slender hand flicked out quickly, only to hear the sound of Xiao Xiao, the five fingers blasted towards Zhao Ziyuan's five major acupoints on the back palace. She shot swiftly, seeing that the opponent could no longer dodge, expected that Zhao Ziyuan was in mid-air, and suddenly felt a whirlpool coming towards him, pulling him up a few feet, the finger wind that Wu Bingxin ejected, arrived here Wait for the height, it has become the end of its strength, and it will no longer be effective.

Zhao Ziyuan twisted his waist in the air, and then rushed to the roof from the gap, as if flying away. All these changes are too fast, that Wu Bingxin never expected that the two of them would not go through the secret door, but circle around the stone screen, instead of leaving the hospital from the front, they broke through the roof, and could only watch the two get away in front of her. . Li Ji lit the lamp again, and said slowly: "He just left, no matter whether the cup of pearls was returned or not, he let go and left." Wu Bingxin scolded: "shut up!" Li Ji smiled faintly and said in a low voice:

"Although this person is so naive, he is actually quite handsome. Li Jiyue has many people, but I have never seen him..." She was shaking her beautiful hair while talking, as if she was talking to herself, or she seemed to be listening to Wu Bingxin; before she finished speaking, Wu Bingxin stepped forward and drew out her dagger to hold Li Ji's hand. Throat, said sharply: "Go on, the girl's sword will stab a hole in your throat!" Li Ji showed no fear at all, and said: "Why is the girl so serious?" Wu Bingxin put down the dagger in his hand, and murmured in his heart:

"Yeah, I'm too serious, this crazy girl doesn't know what to say, what should I care about her?..." Flickering like beans, the dim yellow light sprinkled on Wu Bingxin's face, even if it was just a little dizzy light, it showed the sudden livid color on her face. The first quarter moon has fallen to the west, and the dense gray clouds on the zenith have melted the moon, revealing a few sparse cold stars, which vaguely outline the desolate wilderness, and also outline two The looting figure. Leaving the wilderness behind, he came to a low hill. The white figure in front of him paused suddenly, and with a beautiful and light fold in the air, he nailed himself on the hill.

The person behind also abruptly stopped the castration, raised his head and exhaled foul breath, and said: "Your Excellency, did you stop?" The person who spoke was Zhao Ziyuan. At this moment, he had the opportunity to take a closer look at the mysterious person who led him out of Liuxiangyuan. He saw that this person was wearing a white robe. Under the reflection of the cold moon, the white was like ice and snow. crystal clear. What's even more strange is that the man's head was also covered with a white cloth. At first glance, his body and feet were all white, only a pair of eyes were exposed.

The white-robed man smiled coldly and said: "If the old man doesn't stop, you won't have the strength to run again, will you?" Zhao Ziyuan showed embarrassment and said: "If you continue to run forward, Xiao Ke is not strong enough." The white robe said: "Why are young people so helpless? You must know that a qiji can't take ten steps in one leap, and you can't give up ten steps in riding a horse. You need to practice more." Zhao Ziyuan thought: "For ten years, I have climbed up from the cliff of Fuhu Mountain to the top of the mountain every morning, and then ran down the mountain path. I haven't stopped for a day. I haven't received enough exercise? In fact, my lack of strength is fake, but I didn't get things right. Before it is cleared up, I don’t want to go on the wrong road again.”

Thinking this way in my heart, I didn't express it, and said: "I will not judge your Excellency..." The man in white robe interrupted: "You want to ask the old man's name, don't you?" Zhao Ziyuan was secretly surprised, as soon as he opened his mouth, the other party could guess the following, showing the secret of his mind, so he immediately lowered his voice and said, "I am going to ask for advice." The white robe said humanely: "Young man, how long has it been since you debuted?" Zhao Ziyuan was stunned for a while, and said: "Xiao Ke has not been in the martial arts for half a year." The white robe said: "Although it's only been half a year, you should have heard the name Sima Daoyuan mentioned!" As soon as the word "Sima Daoyuan" came out, Zhao Ziyuan was shocked and stunned, and he regained consciousness after a while, and said, "Your Excellency is Si... Sima Daoyuan?..." The white robe said: "Young man, your tone is startled and uncertain, don't you suspect the old man?" Zhao Ziyuan was speechless, he knew that Sima Daowu had been killed by a professional swordsman in Cuihu, how could the dead come back to life?The person in front of him is likely to be named as "Sima Daoyuan", it is really puzzling, what is the identity of this white-robed man, Zhao Ziyuan only feels that the situation is getting more and more complicated! His thoughts were fluctuating, and "Sima Daowu" replied: "It seems that the young man doesn't believe it—" When he finished speaking, he shook his wrist, and there was a crisp "choke", the long sword came out of the box at the waist, he flicked the sword body, and stabbed through the air suddenly. This sword was moving neither fast nor slow, but the blade of the sword was trembling unceasingly, and it suddenly picked up amidst the buzzing sound, but the sky was full of cold light flying, the sword energy was vertical and horizontal, and the dark circles of light were flying endlessly. Zhao Ziyuan blurted out: "The wind is surging? Sima Jianmen's opening move!" Before he could change the expression on his face, the "Sima Daoyuan" sword was already in its box, Ruoyuan stopped and Yuezhi stood still, without moving a step. Zhao Ziyuan had heard someone describe Sima Jianmen's sword style in detail that day, because what happened that night in Cuihu implicated Daguang, if this person was not Sima Daoyuan, how could he know this sword style?Why does he insist on me believing it? ..." Just listen to "Sima Daoyuan" say: "Young man, you also recognize this trick, and you have a lot of knowledge." Zhao Ziyuan said: "Sima Jianmen's Dafeng Fifteen Swords, no one in the martial arts world knows, your Excellency can tell." "Sima Daoyuan" said: "It's just that the old man has lived alone for twenty years, I don't think the people in the martial arts have forgotten the old man." Zhao Ziyuan said: "That's right, it's been twenty years since the night when Green Lake was transformed." "Sima Daoyuan" seemed taken aback, and said: "Young man, what did you say about Green Lake..." Zhao Ziyuan didn't want to mention this matter again, so he changed the topic and said: "Your Excellency led Xiao Ke here, what advice do you have?" "Sima Daoyuan" said: "It seems that we don't have to go around in circles anymore, isn't your surname Zhao?" Zhao Ziyuan was stunned and said: "How did you know that?" "Sima Daoyuan" didn't answer, but said: "That's it...that's it..." Zhao Ziyuan seemed to have fallen into a mist for five miles, only to hear "Sima Daoyuan" reply: "The Liuxiangyuan's 'Measuring Pearls and Hiring Beauty' is the biggest conspiracy in the history of the martial arts. I don't want you to end up in a place where you can never be restored, so I lure you out." Zhao Ziyuan had a thought and said: "As far as Xiao Ke knows, your Excellency has also been to Liuxiangyuan—" The tone of "Sima Daoyuan" sank, and said: "Where did you hear that?" Zhao Ziyuan said: "It's just from hearsay." "Sima Daoyuan" snorted coldly and said: "Don't bring up unfounded theories from now on. This is the first time this old man has entered the Liuxiangyuan. Who is spreading rumors about this old man?" Zhao Ziyuan thought: "It was revealed by the maid in the backyard that 'Sima Daoyuan' had clearly been to the courtyard, but he tried his best to deny it. If it wasn't for the person in front of him, wouldn't there be a second 'Sima Daoyuan'?..." Immediately said: "Then Du Shi Sanying died at the hands of Your Excellency?" "Sima Daoyuan" said in a deep voice: "You're wrong again! The person who broke into the inner pavilion and killed Du Shi Sanying is someone else!" Zhao Ziyuan was stunned, the development of the situation tonight was unexpected everywhere, it was really unpredictable, so he tried to figure it out. At this moment, a gust of cool wind was blowing in front of him, with some raindrops sandwiched between them, Zhao Ziyuan looked up, the sky was dark and cloudy, the stars and the moon were hidden, it was clearly a sign that it was going to rain. Zhao Ziyuan said: "The weather changes so fast, should we find a place to shelter from the rain?" "Sima Daoyuan" nodded in agreement, and the two walked one after another towards the path leading to the jungle. In the middle of the walk, the wind gradually turned stronger, and the heavy rain gradually fell. Zhao Ziyuan was drenched like a drowned chicken. At this moment, he discovered a strange thing—— I saw that "Sima Daoyuan" was walking in the rain, white smoke came out from the top door, dense raindrops fell on his head, and drifted obliquely automatically, his clothes and sleeves never got wet. Zhao Ziyuan shouted in his heart: "Hunyuan Guizhen! This person's internal strength has actually been cultivated to the point of Hunyuan Guizhen. That's something that the few remaining masters of the predecessors can do!" He was wondering, when suddenly in the heavy rain, there was a burst of human conversation! Zhao Ziyuan listened attentively, the voice was getting closer and closer, very clear, "Sima Daowu" naturally heard it too, but his steps were still relaxed, without hesitation. Zhao Ziyuan thought to himself: "It's late at night, and it's in such a wilderness area, who else would go on the road in the rain?..." After all, he couldn't be completely indifferent to things outside of him, whispered: "There are people walking this way too—" "Sima Daoyuan" said coldly: "Stop talking! The old man knows!" Gradually the voice came closer, and at the corner of the path ahead, the two walked out side by side. "Sima Daoyuan" stopped and stood quietly in the middle of the road, Zhao Ziyuan also stopped behind him, the two of them saw a man in white robe standing in front of him, their voices stopped immediately. Those two people continued to approach, Zhao Ziyuan could see them clearly, they were all dressed in Taoist robes, the one on the right had a clear face, about fifty years old, while the one on the left was only in the middle age. The old Taoist priest on the right said: "The two fellow daoists have invited—" His words stopped short, as if he was taken aback, he dared to see the white smoke on the top door of "Sima Daoyuan", and his clothes that were not wet at all. "Sima Daowu" said in a deep voice: "Are you two passing by?" The middle-aged Taoist priest on the left said: "Exactly, fellow daoist, please step aside." "Sima Daoyuan" turned around slowly, the old Taoist hesitated and said: "May I ask if this fellow Taoist wants to climb over this hill?" The two Taoist priests seemed to be taken aback, the old Taoist priest on the left said stammeringly: "Hmm, it's nothing... Pindao was just curious..." "Sima Daoyuan" said: "It's really puzzling that a person who is outside of Dao's stature has curiosity." The old Taoist didn't expect the opponent's words to be so sharp, he was stunned when he heard the words, and said: "Fellow Daoist speaks too seriously." "Sima Daoyuan" said: "The old man said that he wanted to cross the mountain, and the two of them showed surprise. It can be seen..." The middle-aged Taoist cut off the conversation and said: "Don't say any more, this fellow Taoist, we are tacit." "Sima Daoyuan" sneered, the two Taoist priests looked at each other and walked side by side, but "Sima Daoyuan" didn't give way at all. The path is very narrow, the two Taoist priests squeezed together towards the side of the road, at this moment, Zhao Ziyuan suddenly saw another person walking on the road behind, his physical agility was faster than that of a galloping horse. In a blink of an eye, the man had come to him, waved his hand, and shouted: "Good dogs don't get in the way! Make way, make way Zhao Ziyuan suddenly felt a dark force attacking his chest, he took a slight step, crossed his arms, and said solemnly: "Who is so rude?" The man opened his voice and said: "Hate it! Get out of here!" The single palm changed direction and attacked obliquely, a wave of potential as heavy as a mountain came out in response to the momentum, Zhao Ziyuan was on guard this time, he shook his body, and immediately backed away a few steps. The man was like a maggot attached to the bone, leaping forward, firing several palms in succession, his moves were vicious and fierce, Zhao Ziyuan gradually felt unable to deal with each move, at this moment, "Sima Daoyuan" behind him suddenly shouted loudly With a cry: "Hey!" Zhao Ziyuan looked back in his busy schedule, when he saw the two Taoist priests and "Sima Daoyuan" were in the wrong body, he suddenly got into trouble, both of them raised their palms and pressed down on "Sima Daoyuan"! This time, Zhao Ziyuan couldn't believe his eyes, how could a Taoist priest be so vicious?Before he could change his mind, the palms on both sides had penetrated less than half a foot to the left and right of "Sima Daoyuan"! It was too late to say it, but it was too soon, that "Sima Daowu" let out a loud roar, and suddenly stepped out from the gap between the fist wind and palm force.Immediately afterwards, there was a loud "bang", and the two Taoist priests were shocked by the palms of their own people. They shook their bodies and began to stand firmly with stakes. All the people present, including the two Taoist priests, were astonished. They didn't know what kind of tricks "Sima Daoyuan" used?The person in front of Zhao Ziyuan who was speaking harshly, bowed his body, and without saying a word, he fled towards the opposite mountain, and disappeared without a trace in an instant. Zhao Ziyuan watched his back disappear, and asked himself in his heart: "Who? Who is this rough and unreasonable man?" Only to hear that "Sima Daoyuan" snorted coldly and said: "The two of you are absolutely determined, and you must leave no room for—" The two Taoist priests dared to know that they were wronged, so they could only silently respond, "Sima Daowu" replied: "The Taoist priests who came out of Wudang Mountain are just people who stab people in the back." Zhao Ziyuan was startled, and thought to himself: "Wudang Mountain? These two Taoists turned out to be from the Wudang sect." The old Taoist priest on the right took a step back and said: "Friendly eyesight!" "Sima Daoyuan" said: "When did Tianli Zhenren, the head of the three most famous sons in Wudang, learn how to sneak attack with a muffled voice?..." The old Taoist priest Tianli did not say a word, "Sima Daoyuan" pointed to the middle-aged Taoist priest on the left side of the opponent, and continued to ask: "The old man's eyesight is dull, what is the name of this young Taoist?" Tianli Zhenren said: "He is the nephew of the poor Taoist priest, ranked second in the Wuxing generation, and the Taoist name is Wuxin?" "Sima Daoyuan" said: "Fifteen years ago, the three sons of Wudang, who were all famous in the martial arts, were defeated by Tieyimen from Hanbei in a battle in Biye. After the two immortals Tiangan and Tiankan died together with Tieyi Wuqi, they never heard of it again. In the name of the third son, could it be that this young man unintentionally fills in a vacancy?" Daoist Tianli nodded and said, "That's right, there is another one who took the position of heavenly stem and replaced him, Wuwu—" "Sima Daoyuan" said: "Unintentional? Since the lineup of Wudang's three sons has reappeared in Wulin, what about that one?" Master Tianli glanced at Zhao Ziyuan and said: "Just now, I have met this little fellow daoist." Zhao Ziyuan was stunned and said: "The Daoist is saying that... that person who is rampant and full of foul language is actually the nephew of the Daoist?" Immortal Tianli nodded his head bluntly, then "Sima Daowu" laughed and said: "What a dignified Wudang Taoist priest, I am convinced." Immortal Tianli couldn't bear this shock, his face changed immediately; the tone of "Sima Daoyuan" suddenly turned extremely cold: "It turns out that the three sons had colluded with each other a long time ago and made an appointment to attack on both sides. The old man has nothing to do with Wudang Xiang. Why did he suddenly conspire against each other?" The middle-aged Taoist said unintentionally: "Fellow Daoist, don't pursue these things for now. Dare I ask you two, are you in a hurry to climb over this mountain?" "Sima Daoyuan" said: "How many times do you want to ask the same question?" Unintentional Taoist said: "If it wasn't for the seriousness of the matter, how could the poor Daoist take so much trouble to inquire again and again." "Sima Daoyuan" snorted and said: "Taoist priest, you are still confused, old man..." Taoist Wuxin cut off his mouth and said: "Fellow Taoist crossed this mountain and arrived at the mansion of Jinling Cross Spear Mai (斫)—" Yuezi Yuan's heart tightened, and he secretly called out: "He's talking about the residence of Mai's Cross Spear! I actually forgot about such a big event—isn't tonight a professional swordsman challenging Mai (斫) to the deadline set?" "Sima Daoyuan" sneered: "Wuxin you What do you mean?" Taoist Wuxin said: "Fellow Daoist asked the question knowingly." "Sima Daoyuan" lowered his voice and said: "Old man Sima Daoyuan..." Li Zhenren interrupted that day: "Forgiveness is about to start, fellow daoist, please shine your sword!" "Sima Daoyuan" let out a long laugh and said: "If the old man's sword comes out of the box, the third son of Wudang will be removed from his name again!" Daoist Tianli was very angry, he slapped his chest with a palm, just now his master and nephew joined forces to attack to no avail, his heart was already filled with awe, so he used the 81-way Wudang "Zhenguan Shenquan" as soon as he started ", the palm is full of skill, and there are amazing changes hidden in the clothes. "Sima Daoyuan" didn't draw his sword, he crossed his palms and swiped out, seemingly soft and weak, but with the utmost strange and pungent ability, he sealed the opponent's fist back instead. He shouted to the Wuxin Taoist standing aside: "Even used the method of sneak attack, what kind of rules are you paying attention to, let's go together!" Unintentional Taoist said: "That's right, you don't need to pay attention to martial arts rules in front of friends." With a punch, he also joined the battle circle. Zhao Ziyuan, who was outside the battle circle, couldn't help pondering in his heart: "The current situation is chaotic, I just took the opportunity to leave and rushed to the mansion of Mai Shijiqiang—" So he kept his composure, moved a few steps to the left, and raised his body suddenly. The three people on the road were fighting vigorously, and under the disturbance of the sound of the heavy rain, he didn't notice it for a while. When he was three zhang away, he heard the voice of "Sima Daoyuan" behind him saying: "Young man, you go slowly..." Then screams and applause sounded, and Tianli's voice said: "Friend Daoist, we are exhausted." Zhao Ziyuan could have expected that "Sima Daoyuan" seemed to be entangled by two Wudang Taoist priests, he didn't dare to stay for a while, held a breath of true energy in the air, and galloped towards the mountain top on the right in front of him like flying stars. ... In a large mansion on the flat beam outside Bijie City, the lights were shining like daytime, but there was no sound of people coming out, and the surrounding was deathly silent. The heavy rain had subsided, and two thick torches were lit on both sides of the vermilion gate. The gate was open, and there were two rows of well-dressed men standing inside, each holding a torch in their hands, and the bright flames continued to the lobby. There are many figures in the hall, sitting or standing, or walking back and forth with their hands behind their hands, there are about ten people, each of them has a tense face, and their eyes are all on the brightly lit door, but no one speaks, the air is in the air. Condensed under the chilling atmosphere. Finally, a voice broke the silence. "The fourth watch is coming, and he will be here soon." No one answered, and the original silence returned to the surrounding area. The sound of clappers at the fourth watch came from outside the hall, and the faces of the crowd changed, as if the bangs were hitting their hearts. The old man sitting on a grand master's chair in the middle of the hall immediately stood up with a "huh". The old man was about fifty years old, dressed in a long gown and covered with shoes, his appearance was very mighty, he glanced around the people in the hall with piercing eyes, and said in a deep voice: "There is still half a shift before the agreed time limit. It is not too late for everyone to quit this court immediately." A middle-aged man standing on his left coughed softly and said: "Mai Cross Gun, don't say too much, since Hong Jiang, our Flying Tiger, has come all the way from Qilian, it is based on the morality of fellow martial artists to support each other, so there is no reason to retreat before the battle." Cross Gun Mai (斫) said: "You are so kind, but tonight's situation..." Having said that, he sighed and replied: "Mai made his debut since he was weak, and traveled all over the world with a cross gun. What kind of fierce battles and dangerous scenes have he never experienced? Even if the knife was wiped on the head and neck, and blood was splashed in five steps, Mai had never frowned once, but—— —” The Flying Tiger Hong Jiang interjected: "but what" Mai (斫) said slowly: "But now, even though Mai is at the age of sealing the knife, he still feels chills and trembling all the time. I can't explain the reason for this abnormal psychology." On the left side he kept pretending to be a man and said: "It's better for Lu Mou, it's no wonder we have such a humble mentality, it's just that today's situation is too chilling!" He paused and said again: "Just think about how powerful the Qimen layman Shen Zhizhang is, and all the twelve masters under his sect were all selected for a while, but on the day set in the challenge black post, facing professional swordsmen, he couldn't survive. Yunjiadi has been completely razed to the ground, and today this black post was delivered to Maifu again, with the lessons learned from the overturning of the past, can we get rid of the fear?" The Flying Tiger Hong Jiang said: "You are also the hero of one party with two horns of deer, and you know how to maximize the ambition of others when you speak." The face of the deer's two horns sank, and just as he was about to say something, the bearded man standing at the bottom of the Hong River interrupted himself: "Brother Lu's words are actually not too exaggerated. It's one thing to be shy and timid, but it's another thing to dare to invite the enemy to fight for life or death." Hong Jiang suddenly pointed with his finger and gave a "shh" Said: "Someone walked into the gate—" Hearing the sound, all the people in the hall were shocked. When they looked up, they saw the shadow of the Zhuangmen flashing, and six people entered one after another. The person in front of him has an ugly face, slightly lame on his right foot, followed by a bald monk, a beggar in a knotted robe, and on the right of the beggar is a middle-aged man with a sinister appearance. Walking at the end was a young man and a young man. At this time, everyone in the hall was over forty years of age, so once these two young people joined, they immediately seemed out of harmony. Cross gun wheat (斫) stepped forward: "The old ugly arrived before the time limit, which made the old man feel relieved." They are indeed the group of God of Calamity, Old Chou, and God of Calamity said solemnly: "It's hard, it's hard." Mai (斫) immediately guessed the meaning of the myth, and without asking, he turned his eyes and said: "The director of the Chaotian Temple and the heroes of the Beggar Gang are here, which is really rare." Venerable Chaotian and the flying ax beggar were humbled, and Mai (斫) looked back at the gloomy man, a trace of confusion flashed in his crystal pupils, and said periodically: "If Mai's old eyes are not good, this is Hei Yan Strong man?" The Yinyang man nodded, Mai (斫) said: "The three Heiyan brothers have always kept Meng Bulijiao, why did they only see Li Zhuangshi alone?" Li Xiangye suddenly showed his wounded relatives and remained silent. The Venerable Chaotian winked at Mai Chai and said in a low voice: "Bu Shizhu and Zhan Shizhu have been attacked and died in a ghost town..." Mai Chai said "Ah", the Heiyan Three Monsters are very respectable figures in the Jianghu, but they killed two of them in one fell swoop, the shock in his heart is not to be underestimated, he blurted out: "Who did this? "The flying ax god beggar laughed dryly and said: "It's too embarrassing to say, we didn't even see who the murderer is—" Mai Chai was even more astonished, when the rest of the people in the hall heard this, their colors also changed, and they couldn't believe the truth of this matter.Calamity God Old Chou said: "Don't mention such unlucky things again, Brother Mai, we brought you two hostages tonight—" Mai Chai's eyes fell on the two boys and girls, and he said slowly: "Old ugly, you are not mistaken, this man and a woman are the ones who posted that night?" Calamity God Old Chou said: "No mistake." Mike said: "It seems that they are very submissive, old ugly, what method did you use to make them submit?" Calamity God smiled and said: "This is due to Venerable Chaotian's ecstasy. These two children have lost their minds for a whole day. From Chaotian Temple all the way to this point, their actions are under our control." It was only then that Mai Chai realized that the pair's eyes were dull and their faces were very dull, which was different from ordinary people; needless to say, these two people were Gu Qianwu and Zhen Lingqing from Taizhaobao. Mai Chai said: "I don't know how long the effectiveness of the Venerable's magic can last?" Venerable Chaotian pondered for a moment and said: "For at least forty-eight hours, Jiang Zhi will be in a semi-comatose state and will not recover. Mai Chai stroked his palm and said: "Okay! Although the situation tonight is dangerous, there is no turning point." At this time, Hong Jiang, the flying tiger standing in the center of the hall, suddenly stepped forward and said to Venerable Chaotian: "Is your lord safe?" The Flying Tiger Hong Jiang's complexion sank, and he said: "What advice does Benefactor Hong have?" Flying Tiger Hong Jiang laughed and said: "Don't dare to take the word 'advise', Hong just wondered secretly, the world is so big, why did we meet here, and we became enemies together, and became friends along the way." Venerable Chaotian sneered and said: "It's easy to say, easy to say." Hongjiang Road: "It is said that since we came together to support the Mai Cross Gun, we should get along with each other, but the Venerable knows that Hong is notoriously narrow-minded, so he still can't let go of what happened back then..." Venerable Chaotian Said: "How will the benefactor treat you?" Hongjiang Road: "Hong dare to ask: Where is Yu'er now?" Venerable Chaotian said lightly: "The benefactor is referring to Yu Xiaodan? He is currently the head of the twelve servants who emptied the temple." Hong Jiang said in a deep voice: "In this way, the venerable has made up his mind and insisted on going his own way?" The venerable Chaotian snorted and said: "What will the poor monk do if he wants to go his own way? The benefactor can't see it, so he draws the road, and the poor monk can accompany him at any time—" Hong Jiang was extremely angry and laughed back: "Honorable Chaotian, since you say this, Hong must not settle the old debt with you!" With a shake of his hand, he took out a gauntlet, put his palm against the two iron galls, and turned them with a "jingling" sound. He took a breath of true energy towards the Venerable Heaven, and waited intently for the opponent to strike. Suddenly, the situation in the whole hall became confused. It turned out that Venerable Chaotian used to look for strange children who fascinated Dafa, and traveled all over the country. He found a village boy with excellent qualifications Yu Xiaodan in Changgu, and he wanted to take him back to Chaotian Temple. Wanting to accept Xiaodan as his apprentice, the two had a dispute and started fighting, causing the root cause of today's conflict. As soon as the "swipe" sounded, Venerable Chaotian also pulled down his Zen staff. Seeing that the flames of war were about to ignite, the wheat cross gun hurriedly stepped forward and inserted itself between the two of them, saying in a deep voice: "You two, please take a look at Mr. Mai..." Suddenly, a heavy rain rang in the sky, shaking everyone's eardrums rattling, and then a flash of lightning flashed down, and Mai Xin involuntarily stopped talking. The rain poured down, extinguishing the two rows of torches burning in front of the village gate, and the strong wind howled and howled, corresponding to the disturbing rain.Mai Xin murmured: "Thunder and lightning, heavy rain suddenly falling, could it be an ominous omen?..." Zhuang Han, who was drenched by the rain, fled to the inner courtyard one after another. The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and the candlelight in the hall fluttered, filling the whole courtyard with a bleak and windy atmosphere. Amidst the candle shadows flickering red, four men in black suddenly flashed into the hall silently, all of them with ferocious faces and fierce aura! All the heroes in the hall let out a sigh of relief, and the deer with two horns lost his voice: "They are here! The third son of Wudang is afraid that something will happen to him!" As soon as the voice fell, the four men in black leaped away in all directions, raising their hands and feet in unison, standing in the four corners of the hall. At this time, another person walked in from the outside of the village. The place where the God of Calamity and the Chou stood was at the entrance of the hall. When he saw the face of the visitor, he exclaimed: "Boy surnamed Zhao! You...you..."