Jiang Xiyue's voice was like a reminder from the King of Hell. If he left it alone, he would end up like Yan Yun Shibaqi and others.
They have Xiang Yan to protect them, but what about these people?
Without a strong foundation and strength, you can only keep your head down and work hard.
...
The people from Prince Chu's Mansion left.
Han Qing, Mo Bufan and other sword cultivators also left.
Jiang Xiyue didn't say a word to Yu Zhi, maybe because she didn't know what to say.
But Jiang Xiyue's final threat also made those with evil intentions a little more afraid.
The storm subsided and Zhujian Mountain returned to its former peace.
However, there are still many sword cultivators staying on the Sword Making Mountain, hoping to find a good sword.
After the threat from the woman in red shirt, Guo Ji opened the door for convenience. If the sword cultivator finds a good sword in the mountains and lets him recognize the owner, he can take it away.
Ye Qinghuan obtained Po Qiong and devoted himself to training in Jianhu Xiaozhu. He had to slowly digest Po Qiong's sword intent and integrate Shuang Mie sword intent into it, making it a seamless whole.
Yu Zhi and Li Wantong also lived in Jianhu Xiaozhu.
First, to find the sword for Yu Zhi.
Secondly, I was also waiting for Ye Qinghuan to complete his training.
An autumn rain fell from day to night, and the cold pattering brought hazy mountain fog.
At night, someone came to Guo Ji's residence.
All the swordsmiths on Zhujian Mountain had seen this man. He was a tea seller at the foot of Zhujian Mountain.
The tea is ordinary tea that has been sold for decades.
The swordsmiths who studied in the Sword Making Mountain and the swordsmen seeking swords all drank the tea from this tea seller.
No one would have expected that this tea seller would appear at the residence of the chief swordsmith of Jianlu.
Guo Ji said solemnly: "Xiang Ji has already taken action against Zhujian Mountain. This time, Zhujian Mountain may be doomed."
The tea seller was indifferent. "When Xiang Ji was stationed in Nanzhou Prefecture, he came to Zhujian Mountain. At that time, you knew that Jianlu would be in trouble today."
The tea vendor paused and continued: "Jianlu does not need to worry too much about Xiang Ji's threat. Jianlu's heritage is far deeper than you know. This is not something that a mere tenth-grade master can threaten. If it really is When life and death are at stake, Jianlu will fight back."
The tea seller's words did not reassure Guo Ji. Even though he was the chief swordsmith, he did not fully understand the entire Sword House.
Therefore, Guo Ji is saving Jianlu in his own way.
The tea seller poured a cup of water from his gourd and placed it in front of Guo Ji.
The water is very clear and emits a different kind of light under the firelight.
"I used the Sword Array in Jianlu during the day, which consumed a lot of energy. If I have a drink, I can sleep better at night."
Guo Ji picked up the teacup and drank the water. His whole body was instantly filled with strength, and his tired look slowly disappeared.
The tea seller continued: "Yu Shanhe drank a cup of tea from me when he came here. He was a good boy, but he died in a conspiracy."
Guo Ji couldn't help but nodded, and suddenly sighed.
"Jianlu made an exception and gave me the sword. It was your instruction. I didn't expect that he would die within a few years after that."
The tea seller shook the gourd, and the sound of water came from the gourd. He poured out a glass of water.
"Yu Shanhe had the ambition to help those in need and protect the country. I wanted to train him to deal with the catastrophe a thousand years later. But he died twenty years ago. Alas, if he were still alive, his achievements now would be limitless."
Yu Shanhe is Yu Zhi’s father.
Many years ago, he was the person chosen by Jianlu.
Since there are prophecies made thousands of years ago, not only the Great Chu Dynasty is making preparations, but the Hanging Temple, the Holy Mountain on the grassland, and the forces hidden in the world are also accumulating strength and cultivating talents to prepare for this catastrophe thousands of years from now. .
Such as Jianlu and Xuankong Temple, these are forces on the surface of the world.
There are also those deeply hidden forces and powerful people.
Guo Ji suddenly said: "What do you think of that boy?"
The tea seller's hand holding the cup suddenly stopped. He looked at Guo Ji and said, "You mean Yu Shanhe's son - Yu...?"
"Yu Zhi." Guo Ji added. "The young man's character is better than that of his father Yu Shanhe."
Today's scene of seizing the sword was watched by the tea vendor.
Almost all the famous sword cultivators in Dachu gathered on Jianhu Lake. Neither Cao Jiujian nor the swordsman had caught Guo Ji's eyes.
Even before Yu Zhi laid out the Star Killing Formation, Guo Ji didn't think Yu Zhi was outstanding.
Of course, Guo Ji chose Yu Zhi mainly because of the swordsman master Li Haomiao standing behind Yu Zhi.
After Jiang Xiyue revealed the secrets of the past twenty years, Guo Ji's reasons for choosing Yu Zhi became more abundant.
The tea seller put down his teacup and was silent for a moment, then said: "Jianlu exists to deal with the future catastrophe, not Xiang Ji. The enmity between Yu Zhi and Xiang Ji is too deep. Jianlu's help to Yu Zhi will make Jianlu The house is caught up in the storm of the world."
Guo Ji shook his head and retorted: "A worldly storm? Don't you think that the catastrophe that the world is about to face is not a worldly thing?"
Guo Ji turned his head and looked out the window. There were little lights twinkling under the distant mountain.
The tea seller sighed: "Thousands of years ago, all the great masters and powerful men united and led the human race to resist the invasion of the Lingkui tribe. But today, the human race is selfish and only wants to become the emperor of the world. The danger to the human race is not only It comes from the Lingkui tribe, and it lies within the human race."
The thousand-year period is kept secret and unknown to the common people.
But it’s impossible for the Dachu royal family and some of the world’s top inheritors not to know about it.
They still choose to fight among themselves, choose to fight for the great rivers and mountains in the world, and become emperors of the world.
He even did not hesitate to collude with the night ghosts to harm fellow human beings.
This move is no different from betraying the human race.
Zhujian Mountain is not invincible in the world, and it is not easy to defend Jianlu.
To repel the invasion of the Lingkui tribe like a thousand years ago, what is needed is the power of the entire human race.
Catastrophe... whether it is Xiang Ji, the Lingkui tribe and Yegui.
This has been a catastrophe in the world from the beginning.
Everything that happened here was paving the way for this catastrophe.
...
...
The red leaves and moss fields are unbearable, and it is a cool windy and rainy day.
An autumn rain and a cold.
The weather in the mountains is slightly cold.
The autumn rain that fell all night brought chill to the entire sword-making mountain.
The farmers in the village at the foot of the mountain added a quilt and the children put on long gowns. Under the lights at night, the old man warmed a pot of rice wine. After drinking it, he sang old songs and lay down on the bed early.
However, in a guest room in Jianhu Xiaozhu, the atmosphere was in full swing.
It is normal for a man to love a woman.
Yu Zhi looked at Li Wantong and brushed his hands on Li Wantong's waist.
"Don't... don't look." Li Wantong said awkwardly.
Li Wantong gently covered her cheeks with her hands, but she looked at her beloved boy through her fingers.
Yu Zhi smiled softly, leaned down and kissed Li Wantong's red lips, kissing lightly.
"Tong'er, you are so beautiful." Yu Zhi said ordinary but sincere words of love.
An hour later, Li Wantong leaned on Yu Zhi's body. Luo Shang was half-undressed and still holding the pipa to partially cover his face.
Yu Zhi gently stroked Li Wantong's back and recalled the scene just now.
"Tong'er, did you feel that something was strange just now?"
Li Wantong raised his head slightly and smiled slyly. "What's weird?"
She obviously knew something.
Yu Zhi thought for a while, then lowered his voice and said, "For a few breaths, I felt that you..."
Li Wantong kissed Yu Zhi gently, knowing it well, and asked curiously: "Do you like it?"
"I like it." Yu Zhi said seriously.
Li Wantong suddenly smiled and whispered a few words in Yu Zhi's ear.
The next moment, Yu Zhi's eyes widened and he looked at Li Wantong in disbelief.
"Tong'er, you...how did you..."
Li Wantong said shyly: "Sister thinks it feels good, let her feel it more real. Besides, don't you like it too?"
Yu Zhi never expected that Li Wantong would secretly replace Fei Ying.
If Yu Zhi hadn't been acutely aware, he wouldn't have noticed the strangeness of those few breaths.
Yu Zhi scratched Li Wantong's nose, causing Li Wantong to smile and hide under the quilt.
"I think you haven't had enough of the family rules, and you are getting bolder and bolder!"
"What family law?" Li Wantong asked doubtfully.
Yu Zhi hummed twice and buried his head in Li Wantong's ear, smelling the girl's fragrance.
But Li Wantong didn't snort a few times, and Yu Zhi felt something was wrong.
In the blink of an eye, a hint of coldness and arrogance appeared on her shy face, and a bright red petal of crimson cherry appeared between her eyebrows.
"This... Feiying?"
Xiao Nizi is so brave, how could she replace Queen Fei Ying.
Yu Zhi was so frightened that he never dared to think that the person lying next to him would be a king of the Lingkui tribe.
Feiying looked at Yu Zhi indifferently, feeling that the sense of fulfillment was a little less.
Yu Zhi felt different feelings on the same person.
Feiying's tyranny and strength are like that of a superior queen, giving people the idea of surrender or conquest all the time.
Yu Zhi couldn't feel a trace of shyness on Fei Ying. This matter seemed like a simple matter of eating and drinking.
Feiying stood up, her long hair draped over her shoulders, and poured a cup of tea.
This charming scene is definitely not what Li Wantong would do.
Yu Zhi quickly put on a piece of clothing for him. This is my wife, I can't let her use it like this.
"How do you feel?" Yu Zhi asked.
Fei Ying regained her arrogance as a queen and uttered two words. "Well, not bad."
Yu Zhi felt so humiliated that the man's dignity was gone.
Feiying said again: "I didn't expect that the way your human race reproduces would be so interesting."
"Interesting?" Yu Zhiqian laughed twice. "Could it be that you Lingkui tribe..."
"It's different. We, Lingkui, are born to be raised and don't need to reproduce like this. As long as the time comes and the souls merge, new Lingkui people will appear." Feiying said lightly.
Yu Zhi nodded and heard Fei Ying say: "I will go back first."
Yu Zhi nodded subconsciously and was suddenly startled.
gone back?
What's going on?
Are you going back after enjoying yourself?
Does this make me look like an abandoned good housewife?
.......
It is different from the deep love between Yu Zhi and Li Wantong.
At this time, in the autumn rain, on the Sword Making Mountain that exuded the slightest chill, countless sword cultivators braved the autumn rain and searched for the swords in the Sword House.
Just seeing Ye Qinghuan holding a centuries-old sword - Breaking the Sky.
The desire in everyone's hearts has not been eliminated, but has intensified.
I can't get a century-old sword, so it's not an exaggeration to get a companion sword.
People always think highly of themselves, but is the Sword of Companion so easy to get?
There are swords everywhere in Sword Making Mountain, but many times, the sword is in front of you without even realizing it.
In the middle of the night, dark clouds covered the bright moon, making the moonlight appear hazy and mysterious.
Ouch!
"I found it, I found it!"
"Hey, what a piece of shit! Is a broken sword also called a sword?"
"The sword and the hero are indeed yours. Hey, why did it break?"
There are mountains behind Zhujian Mountain, where many wild beasts live, often looking for food at night.
But today, wild animals dare not come out, and the extremely hungry jackals, tigers and leopards endure their hunger and hide in caves.
After all, these "hungry" sword cultivators are too terrifying, and those roars and curses are more like animals than them.
