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The storm kept coming.
A dozen horses were spinning in circles in the pouring rain. The men on the horse were brandishing their swords, all of them menacingly. Boss Hu and a companion stood outside the circle, each with his bow ready to go.
In the midst of the siege, two people stood.
Zhong Jian's sword was lost. He dragged his injured leg with his left hand and put his right hand on Yu Ye's shoulder. Whether it was anger or pain, his body that was soaked by the rain was shaking slightly. Yu Ye stood silently, the long sword pointing diagonally in his hand motionless. Only the blade of the sword was dripping with strings of raindrops, as if tasting the pleasure of killing and bloodthirsty.
A dozen horses galloped faster, turning in increasingly smaller circles. Then three more horses were separated and gradually approached the two people under siege. For a while, there was a constant noise of wind, rain, and horse hooves, followed by a manic murderous intent.
Zhong Jian shook the messy hair from his face and the rain that covered his eyes, and said bitterly: "Brother Yu, don't blame me..."
His brother Yu did not blame him, but instead raised the scabbard in his hand.
Zhong Jian couldn't help being a little surprised, but he still grabbed the scabbard and punched it on the ground. Use this support to stand alone without the support of others for a moment.
The three horses were forced two feet away, still turning like wheels, as if the noose was getting smaller and tighter, until it finally strangled the two people between them to death.
Yu Ye suddenly jumped up from the ground, flew towards a man, lightly tapped his sword, and raised his foot to kick. The castration was as fast as a sudden attack, breaking away a cluster of rain and mist. Then the sword light flashed and a bunch of blood flowers bloomed.
The man on horseback was unable to dodge and was hit by a sword on his shoulder. Before he felt any pain, he was kicked off his horse and thrown off. The other two people hurriedly turned their horses and planned to join forces to attack.
Yu Ye took advantage of the situation of falling, put his feet on the horse's back and jumped up again. He thrust out a sword with Qingshu's arms, kicked his feet in the air, then rolled his body back, and swung his sword again to knock down a cloud of blood. .
The two men were struck by swords one after another, and both screamed and fell to the ground. The horse he was riding had lost its owner and was wandering in the same place without knowing what to do.
Yu Ye then landed beside Zhong Jian, coming and going in the blink of an eye, and the long sword in his hand did not leave a trace of blood.
Zhong Jian was surprised and said: "Brother Yu, I didn't expect you..."
Many men on horseback were also surprised. Some were eager to save their companions, some were cursing loudly, and some were holding up their swords in desperate gestures. The siege formation suddenly became chaotic.
Boss Hu, who was still watching the battle, noticed something was wrong and shouted sternly: "That kid is very skilled in swordsmanship, let's join forces to kill him -"
Yu Ye was not willing to miss this opportunity. He brought a horse nearby, grabbed Zhong Jian and threw him on the horse's back, saying: "Brother Zhong, let's go -"
He slapped the horse's butt. The horse felt pain and jumped out with a "squeak" sound.
Zhong Jian crouched tightly on the horse's back and had no time to say a word.
He had seen Yu Ye's methods and knew that it would not be difficult for him to escape alone. If he hesitates at this time, it will only drag that brother down.
Just as Zhong Jian was taking advantage of the chaos to break out, the horse he was riding suddenly gave way with its front legs and fell to the ground. He flew out unexpectedly and fell heavily. He looked up in the muddy water, his thoughts of survival gradually extinguished. The horse he was riding was shot through the head by a crossbow arrow and was still twitching and struggling on the ground. Boss Hu and many of his men have already chased him. In the raging wind and rain, iron hooves clattered, swords flashed, and the suffocating and desperate murderous intent descended once again.
However, in the chaos, a familiar figure rushed over.
Zhong Jian couldn't help shouting: "Brother Yu, be careful of hidden arrows..."
After Yu Ye rescued people, he wanted to leave, but there was a sound of a bowstring, and Zhong Jian fell to the ground with his horse and man. Saving people to the end, how could he ignore them, so he used his body lightening technique and rushed over desperately. But there were people and horses blocking the way, so I just turned aside and dodged. When he heard "Beware of hidden arrows", he was secretly shocked. I have seen how terrifying crossbow arrows can be, and hidden arrows are the most difficult to guard against. Fortunately, several ups and downs had rushed to Zhong Jian's side, and he helped him up. However, he saw that his way was blocked, and a group of men chased him on horseback.
Then Zhong Jian reminded him: "Brother Yu, go up the mountain in the rain..."
Running on the road, even if you use the light body technique, you can't outrun a four-legged horse. What's more, the two sides are vastly outnumbered, so fighting head-on is never a good idea. The only way to get out of this predicament is to find another way out.
Yu Ye had no time to think about it, he lifted Zhong Jian onto his shoulders, turned around and ran in the direction of Beiqi Mountain. It was a little difficult to lift his feet at first, but he couldn't help but activate the true energy in his body, and instantly he was running as light as flying.
"Brother Zhong, how do you and I go up the mountain?"
"Go forward fifty feet and turn right, going straight to the mountain gate."
"It can't be wrong, right?"
"Brother, I have lived in the mountains for more than ten years. There is no place I don't know about. Oh, be careful——"
Yu Ye didn't know the way up the mountain, so he asked while running.
While they were asking questions, they suddenly heard the "boom boom" sound of a bowstring. Before Zhong Jian's exclamation could end, two strong gusts of wind had already arrived behind him.
Yu Ye didn't hide or look back, and waved his sword casually. Hearing two "ding-dong" sounds, the fierce arrows were knocked out.
But Zhong Jian saw it clearly and said in astonishment: "Brother Yu, you have developed spiritual consciousness. Are you a Qi Refining monk?"
"right……"
Yu Ye muttered perfunctorily and jumped up a set of stone steps along the hillside.
The stone steps extend upwards and should lead directly to the mountain gate of Beiqi Mountain. Boss Hu had already led his men to chase them to the hillside. He was forced to abandon his horse and walk, but everyone yelled and chased them.
"right?""
Zhong Jian was surprised and said: "If you were a monk, how could you allow a group of traffickers to bully and chase you? Put me down quickly and kill him!" He became more excited and said: "You should have killed someone just now. Establish your authority, Boss Hu, how dare he be so presumptuous!"
Yu Ye did not let go of Zhongjian, nor did he stop. He said: "I have never killed anyone!"
"Oh, have you ever killed a chicken?"
"I don't have chickens at home, but I have killed wolves!"
"The ferocity of a wolf is three points better than that of a man. You have killed a wolf, but you dare not kill others?"
"There are differences between humans and animals."
"The ferocity of humans is even worse than that of wild beasts."
"What Brother Zhong said makes sense!"
"If you don't kill someone, you will be killed by others. Alas, that's it, go left after passing the mountain gate..."
Zhongjian persuaded Yuye to kill someone to establish his authority in order to get out of trouble, but Yuye was unmoved, so he had no choice but to give up.
On the stone steps in front, there are two stone pillars standing on the left and right, with carved patterns and the words "Shuofang Xuanwu", the spirit of the Northern Qi Dynasty, which should be where the gate of the Northern Qi Mountain is located.
"Going a hundred feet to the left, there is a path up the mountain. Although it is difficult to walk due to heavy rain, it is easy to stop strong enemies."
Yuye passed through the mountain gate and walked to the left.
"Thump, thump—"
As expected, it was not suitable to go up the mountain on a rainy day. Boss Hu and others were running on the slippery steps. If they were not careful, they fell down one after another, leaving each of them in a miserable state.
"Ha ha--"
Zhong Jian finally let out a sullen expression and gloated: "Throw those things to death."
After walking a hundred feet to the left, a three-foot-wide winding stone staircase appeared in front of you.
Yu Ye walked up the stone staircase, taking three or five steps at a time, and reaching a height of more than ten feet in two steps, but his steps were still steady and his body was light.
When Boss Hu and others reached the narrow and steep stone staircase, they could only file up, but they were afraid of losing their footing and slipping, so they couldn't help but slow down.
Yu Ye glanced back and swiped his sword casually.
There was a piece of gravel weighing dozens of kilograms on the mountain wall. He swept it up in the air and smashed it down the stone ladder with a "bang, bang".
The people who were chasing down the stone stairs shouted in surprise and suddenly became a mess. Two of them were unable to escape, one was hit by a stone until he vomited blood, and the other was thrown directly down the stone staircase. Boss Hu and others were still frightened and had to return along the original route.
With no one chasing behind him, Yu Ye felt more relaxed.
After half an hour, the mountain became higher and higher. The drizzle gradually became sparse, and thick rain and mist filled the air. After a while, the rocks, trees and stone stairs under my feet were no longer visible. Being here is like walking on the clouds and makes you forget yourself.
"When you think of the Lingtai and the sky, if you lose your footing, you will be a hundred feet into the abyss."
Zhong Jian was carried on Yu Ye's shoulders. Although he didn't have to climb the mountain, he paid attention to everything. After all, he was the only one who knew the way up the mountain. When he noticed that Yu Ye's feet were erratic, he couldn't help but remind him: "This is a dangerous place, don't dare to be careless!"
Yu Ye nodded secretly.
Although Zhong Jian has no cultivation level, he has practiced Taoism for more than ten years. His knowledge and experience are far beyond ordinary people, and the words he just said are quite meaningful. Fortunately, he had read the classics in the field and understood some of the truth.
It is recorded in the classics that Lingtai is the name of the ordinary Taoist sect. It is also called Zifu, Shangdantian, Niwan, Qiongshi, etc., and is also another name for the sea of consciousness. On top of the spiritual platform, there are Baihui, a high platform, and a road to the sky. If one thought is lost, the road will no longer exist and fall into the abyss.
"Wait a minute, please look -"
Yu Ye slowed down.
In the rain and fog, the stone stairs reached the end. Moving forward, the fog was thick and nothing could be seen. A few steps to the right, there is a cliff and two iron cable suspension bridges. There are two lines of words engraved on the cliff: Lingtai is a line of sky, and you have lost your footing in the abyss of a hundred feet.
Then I heard Zhong Jian say: "After passing the Lingtai Baizhang Abyss, you can see the Xuanwu Sutra Pavilion."
Yu Ye looked at the carvings on the cliff and the iron-locked suspension bridge, and then realized that he was overthinking. Zhongjian is just showing the way, he is indulging in the rainy and misty mountain scenery.
However, that passage is quite appropriate. After thinking about it a little bit, it makes people realize something.
Yu Ye carried Zhong Jian onto the iron-locked suspension bridge, and his feet suddenly swayed from side to side. A strong mountain wind blew, and then the sky was filled with rain and fog. Below is an abyss of a hundred feet. If you lose your footing, you will be shattered to pieces. He hurriedly held his breath and moved forward cautiously. After more than ten feet, he stepped onto another cliff where the bridge was.
"Brother Yu, let me down!"
Zhong Jian stood on one foot with his hand on the scabbard. Looking at Yu Ye's size and calm expression, he shook his head in disbelief.
The young man in front of him was not tall or strong, but he fought against the heroes with a long sword, and carried him, a strong man, to break out of the siege and climb up a mountain hundreds of feet high. At this time, he was still faceless. Changing colors and out of breath. But he clearly knew that he had cultivated his skills, but he still kept it secret.
Zhong Jian said with emotion: "Zhong Mou has recorded the favor to my brother!"
Yu Ye smiled faintly.
Saving people is difficult, just for revenge?
From the time when I walked up the mountain to when I crossed the suspension bridge, I had been gathering my energy secretly. Now that I was finally out of danger, I felt more relaxed.
Yu Ye's heart moved at will, and the concentrated Qi in his body suddenly became relaxed and smooth. He couldn't help but stretch his waist, and his wet robes swayed slightly.
Zhong Jian held the scabbard of his sword and limped forward. He looked through the rain and fog for a moment, and couldn't help but regretted: "Oh, the Sutra Pavilion is gone..."
Before he finished speaking, he heard a "pop" sound.
I saw Yu Ye standing on the cliff, a cloud of water mist exploding around him, his robes billowing, his hair flying, and the long sword in his hand shining with a faint sword light.
Zhong Jian stared and murmured to himself——
"Zhenqi body protection is the method of Qi refining monks. Brother Yu, do you think so..."
