Three days later, Yu Zhi and the two left the northern border, and it was only three to five days' journey from Kyoto.
All the killers that night died in the peaceful countryside.
And after that night, Yu Zhi stepped into the seventh level of Kaibei.
"Hey, row the boat well for me. Be careful, I, a strong man of the seventh level of the Open Monument, will spank you!" Yu Zhi bit a piece of dogtail grass and lay leisurely on the boat.
Yan Yi, dressed in Tsing Yi, was doing hard work and looked at Yu Zhi with interest.
"My little lady, I obey."
Bailu City, the first city to the south after the three northern prefectures, is also the last barrier to the northern border of Da Chu.
For thousands of years, after the defeat of the Northern Army, Bailu City was an important city that blocked the Prairie Wolf Cavalry from going south.
Once Bailu City is lost, the Prairie Wolf Cavalry will march straight into the Great Chu Kyoto.
Three times in history, the Steppe Wolf Cavalry approached the city and White Deer City was in danger. Fortunately, Da Chu drove the wolf cavalry back to the grassland many times.
Yu Zhi and Yan Yi were resting in Bailu City. It was very pleasant to go boating on the lake under the clear sky.
Yan Yi was still at the sixth level of Armor Breaking. Although Yu Zhi was ahead of him, Yan Yi didn't care. From the beginning, Yan Yi knew that the so-called shame of asking was no less than her, Yan Qingyi, who was ranked number one in the Qingyun Test.
Breaking through is a matter of time and chance.
The reason why there are so many killers at the armor-breaking level is because it is a threshold to step into the Open Monument. If you lack talent and opportunities, you can only linger in front of this threshold throughout your life.
Yu Zhi and Yan Yi had already stayed in Bailu City for a day. They were not in a hurry and seemed to be waiting for something.
"So far, the Eighteen Riders of Yanyun have not shown their heads. They only let some little shrimps come to kill me. The more they act like this, the more worried I am." Yu Zhi looked at the blue sky and spoke leisurely.
Yan Yi received the information from Shenyin Pavilion and said: "In addition to Mr. San and the sword catcher, the Eighteenth Cavalry of Yanyun also came north from Nanzhou Mansion. They must be here for you."
The intelligence did not state that there were fishermen protecting the two of them.
Yu Zhi curled his lips and said gloomily: "If I were still in the sixth level of Armor Breaking, I could deceive others and kill another group of Mr. San's killers. Now that I have set foot on the seventh level of Opening the Monument, the agreement between my uncle and Yan Yun's Eighteenth Cavalry has also been resolved. It became a piece of paper.”
How could Yu Zhi, who was at the seventh level of Open Monument, be killed by an assassin at the sixth level of Armor Breaking?
Yan Yi smiled and said: "From your tone, it seems you are still unwilling to break through?"
Yu Zhi smiled nonchalantly, "It's only a matter of time before we break through. But breaking through now gives Mr. San a reason to make up his mind. If he wants to kill me, he can't abide by the agreement. Since he doesn't have to abide by the agreement, he can do nothing. Kill without any scruples.”
"It was me making the best choice for him and putting myself in harm's way."
This is where Yu Zhi's trouble lies. He is not afraid of Mr. Third, but he can avoid some troubles if he can.
Yan Yi thought for a while and said, "They don't know about your breaking through at this time."
Suddenly, Yu Zhi laughed out loud.
Their eyes intertwined in the air, and they laughed at the same time.
Yu Zhi's breakthrough was very calm, so calm that it came naturally, as if everything came naturally.
It is not as tragic as Ye Qinghuan's, nor does it require a mental breakthrough like Ye Qinghuan's, nor does it have the ability to comprehend the great truth and condense the sword's will.
Everything is natural, just like planting in spring and harvesting in autumn, let nature take its course.
A breakthrough is a breakthrough.
Just like Yu Zhi's state of mind all along, casual, natural and bohemian.
Things that don't force things come easier.
...
In a tavern in Bailu City, the fisherman and Li Haomiao sat across from each other and drank.
After listening to Yan Muyan's words, Li Haomiao put Wei Wuji down and rushed to Bailu City.
Now not only nephew Yu Zhi, but also daughter Yan Yi is also in danger. The worry in Li Haomiao's heart is evident.
Knowing that Yu Zhi had broken through, Li Haomiao was startled, and then he smiled and said: "This little brat always forces him into a desperate situation of life and death, but he can't break through. On the contrary, he breaks through like this without any warning."
The fisherman glanced at Li Haomiao angrily and said: "Boy, not everyone is like you who can burst out unlimited potential in desperate situations. Many people are forced to go into a dead end and cannot get out for the rest of their lives. .”
Li Haomiao was startled again. He had never considered these things before. After the fisherman said this, he felt scared.
On the road of spiritual practice, everyone's karma and fate are different. It can be said that everyone's path is also different.
As the fisherman said, some people will never get out of this desperate situation.
"Fortunately, that kid was heartless and didn't take those life-and-death dangers to heart." Li Haomiao said.
The fisherman has been famous for decades, and he is a figure earlier than Li Haomiao. As one of the Dinghai Shenzhen of Shenyin Pavilion, his level is not as good as that of Li Haomiao, but his knowledge is far beyond that of Li Haomiao.
The fisherman drank his wine, glanced at Li Haomiao again, and asked, "Is that boy really that person's son?"
Li Haomiao looked at the fisherman, was silent for a while, and then nodded.
The fisherman blinked a few times and swallowed all the wine on his lips. "It doesn't look like it!"
Li Haomiao laughed dumbly and nodded in agreement.
"His father is so upright and heroic. This kid thinks about plotting against others all day long. Not only did he steal Cangshan's Biluo Qingyan, but he also closed Cangshan. Now he is everywhere in the Northern Sect. The rumors. Those sects warned their disciples one after another not to mess with this little brat."
The fisherman sighed and thought to himself: Cangshan is the worst place. Our Shenyin Pavilion has lost another saint.
Seeing Yan Yishang rushing to deliver it to the door, the fisherman was angry and anxious.
"Waiter, another bottle of wine."
The two were silent for a while, and the fisherman continued: "Since Yu Zhi is that man's son, you will never let go of the grudge you had in the past? What are you going to do?"
Speaking of this, Li Haomiao paused for a while holding his wine glass in the air.
The fisherman waved his hand and said: "That's all, I don't want to know those things about you. The storm is coming again. I just ask you not to involve Shenyin Pavilion in this storm."
The fisherman looked at Li Haomiao sincerely and begged sincerely.
Shenyin Pavilion is already the number one sect in the North and has no greater ambitions or desires.
And this storm is likely to destroy the Shenyin Pavilion that has been built for hundreds of years.
The fisherman doesn't want to take risks, and he doesn't want to destroy the inheritance of his ancestors in his own hands.
Li Haomiao sighed and said solemnly: "I never thought about dragging Shenyin Pavilion into the situation."
The fisherman responded and drank a few more glasses of wine.
"What you Li Haomiao said doesn't count." The fisherman suddenly said.
Li Haomiao felt looked down upon. "Senior, if you say that, we won't be able to continue our conversation today."
The fisherman snorted coldly and said: "Back then, you said you would take Mu Yan far away. Did you keep your promise? Everyone in the world knows that Li Haomiao's promises are like shit."
No matter how thick-skinned Li Haomiao was, he couldn't withstand such "torture" and could only touch his face and laugh twice in embarrassment.
"You can't make the decision in this matter. The Beidou Camp Seven Stars will be famous for a while. The man is dead, but the Tianquan Star is still there. If the Tianquan Star wants to cause this storm, no one can escape the fate of becoming a fish. .”
Compared to Li Haomiao, the master of swordsmanship, the fisherman was obviously more afraid of the Tianquan Star.
Li Haomiao also knew that with Tianquanxing's temperament, he would not let go of such a good help from Shenyin Pavilion.
In the storm that will soon follow, no one will be able to survive alone.
"I will try my best to persuade Tianquanxing not to drag Shenyin Pavilion and Mu Yan into this grudge." Li Haomiao said solemnly.
The fisherman glanced at Li Haomiao in surprise and sighed: "That's all, time is destiny. Who can say clearly what will happen in the future."
...
...
"Sir, someone asked me to give you this letter." The waiter at the inn said.
Yu Zhi took the letter, glanced at it, and his expression changed.
"Where is that person?"
Seeing Yu Zhi's serious expression, the waiter said tremblingly: "The guest left early in the morning."
Yu Zhi gave the letter to Yan Yi and said, "Tong'er and Qing Huan are in their hands."
After Yan Yi read the letter, he said: "It's impossible. Their group is behind us, and there are people from Shenyin Pavilion watching along the way. If something happens, the news will be sent to me immediately."
Yu Zhi looked at Yan Yi in surprise. He didn't know that Yan Yi had planned such a trick.
"As you said, this is a pretense. A trick to invite you into the urn?" Yu Zhi said.
Yan Yi said: "That's probably it. Unless they kill the people in Shenyin Pavilion as well."
Yu Zhi considered the possibility of Mr. San attacking and killing Li Wantong and others, so he gave Li Wantong and others greater protection.
When Yu Zhi saw this letter, his first reaction was also impossible. It is impossible for Mr. Three and the knife-catcher alone to capture Li Wantong and others alive.
"Since this letter is fake." Yu Zhi looked at the letter in Yan Yi's hand and smiled slightly.
Yan Yi held the letter between his fingertips, shook it, and said, "Since it's fake, it's better to use the trick."
Yu Zhi smiled and said, "I don't know who did such a boring trick."
...
In the middle of the night, dark clouds covered the moon, and no moonlight or starlight could be seen.
A group of people gathered here in the wilderness outside Julu City, and the bonfire was burning, dispelling the darkness nearby.
There is a mountain temple not far away, in which incense is enshrined. Nowadays, incense candles and lanterns are still lit. The dancing candlelight gives these lifeless mountains a little more life.
"Husband, do you think this boy will be fooled?" Shao Xin asked.
The letter was left by Shao Xin just to lure Yu Zhi out.
Wang Wufeng said: "It is a conspiracy to invite you into the urn. Li Wantong is Yu Zhi's sweetheart. Whether it is true or false, Yu Zhi will definitely come to find out the truth. As long as he dares to come, let him die here tonight."
Shao Xin looked at the woman kneeling aside. She was wearing a black hood and her face could not be seen clearly, but her figure was almost the same as Li Wantong's.
"Why don't we kidnap Li Wantong and ask for this substitute, just in case Yu Zhizhi breaks it."
This woman was a scapegoat. Wang Wufeng found a woman with a similar figure to Li Wantong and pretended to be Li Wantong. On the other hand, killing Li Wantong in front of Yu Zhi will definitely disturb Yu Zhi's mind.
Wang Wufeng said with some confusion: "That was my original intention. But for some reason, Princess Nuomin of Prairie Wolf Court went to Dachu again, and the group of carriages and horses followed Li Wantong and others, seeming to be protecting them intentionally or unintentionally. them."
"What we did cannot be known to others. It alerted Princess Nuomin's car. Once it is traced, you and I will both ride in."
Shao Xin nodded in agreement and said: "My husband is still thoughtful. However, it is best to let Li Wantong die in front of Yu Zhi. Only by seeing Yu Zhi's regretful and angry look can the hatred in my heart be relieved."
Wang Wufeng looked at the blazing bonfire and smiled coldly: "Madam, don't worry. That little bitch can't escape death either. Let the two of them go to the underworld tonight to make a fateful couple."
