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Yu Ye did not leave.
He sat cross-legged, holding the sword in his arms, his eyes slightly closed, and his expression was indifferent.
He is sixteen years old, and his untied untied hair is draped over his shoulders, giving his still immature appearance a bit of unrestrained color. His thick black eyebrows and tight lips reveal calmness, perseverance and determination. A restrained and mature demeanor.
About a foot away, Zhong Jian was sitting with his legs spread apart, leaning against the wooden frame where items were placed behind him. His soaked clothes were still wrapped around him, and he looked tired and embarrassed. At this time, he had to put away his sophistication and tell a past event in a cautious tone.
This past incident involves one person.
Feng Laoqi.
Of course he, Zhongjian, was not Feng Laoqi, nor did he recognize Feng Laoqi, but he had heard of that man's name and related rumors and anecdotes.
When Feng Laoqi was young, he went to Lingshan in various places to learn Taoism from his teachers. Because of his perverse temperament and picking fights, he was expelled from the mountain many times and wandered in the rivers and lakes ever since.
Jianghu, rivers, lakes and seas. It also generally refers to various places in the world, as well as secular people. There is a saying that talented people are hidden from the world, but the world is poor and humble.
If you can't escape the world and cultivate Taoism, you can only choose the world.
Feng Laoqi first entered the world. With his skills in boxing, he quickly made a name for himself by fighting against the strong and supporting the weak, and being a chivalrous and righteous man. He gathered a group of chivalrous people under his command, eating, drinking and having fun every day. However, he was generous and generous, and he had to support his family. Gradually he could not make ends meet, so he found a Taoist friend he knew well and sold his collection of Taoist things. He always made huge profits, so he found a shortcut to make a fortune, so he went around He robbed wealthy households, dug up ancient tombs, and eventually became a notorious thief. However, he acted secretly, and although all parties became displeased when they heard about it, they had no real evidence and had no choice but to let him run rampant in the country.
It is precisely because of his notoriety that when wandering around the world, the knights like to use his name to intimidate their opponents. This is why Zhong Jian calls himself Feng Laoqi today. Unexpectedly, when he meets Boss Hu, it becomes self-defeating.
Anyone who makes huge profits will be followed and imitated by many.
Boss Hu is doing the same thing as Feng Laoqi. When Beiqi Mountain encountered changes, he took advantage of it and came to rob it. Zhong Jian dared to pretend to be Feng Laoqi to compete with him, so he would naturally kill him quickly. Unexpectedly, Yuye rescued Zhongjian and made him owe a favor.
"I have told the truth about Feng Laoqi. As the saying goes, many people start well and end well. No one has seen Feng Laoqi in the past two years. Maybe he has encountered something unexpected."
When Zhong Jian said this, he smiled bitterly.
At first, he thought that Yu Ye was young, ignorant and easy to manipulate, but in the end he would suffer the consequences. At this time, he not only wanted to tell the origins of Feng Laoqi and Hu Boss, but also helped Yu Ye go to Luming Mountain.
It seems that it is not easy to repay this brother's favor.
Zhong Jian clenched his fist and beat his chest, and said sincerely: "Brother Yu, please listen. After we come down from the mountain, I will immediately make arrangements for you to go to Luming Mountain. You can rest assured this time, I will never break my promise!"
Yu Ye opened his eyes.
Although he seemed to be in deep concentration, he was always listening carefully.
What Zhong Jian said about Feng Laoqi was basically true, and his speculation was quite reasonable. But he would not have thought that Feng Laoqi was dead and buried in the barren mountains by his own hands.
As for whether Zhongjian's promise is credible, we have to wait and see. As long as he shows sincerity, he will have enough patience in the field.
Yu Ye lifted up his clothes, stood up and walked to the iron cauldron. The firewood at the bottom of the cauldron has been extinguished, and the medicinal soup is steaming. He filled a bowl of medicinal soup and handed it to Zhongjian——
"Take your medicine."
"Thank you!"
"Gudu, Gudu——"
Zhongjian drank the medicinal soup in one breath, but frowned and spat several times. The medicinal soup was not only bitter and unpalatable, but also full of herbal residues.
"When will we go down the mountain?"
"Pooh--"
Zhongjian spat out the medicine residue in his mouth, looked at Yu Ye and replied: "As long as you avoid Boss Hu, you and I can go down the mountain." He then pointed to a pile of volumes in front of him, wondering: "Brother Yu, how can I take it away?" Where are these Kung Fu books?"
Although this person has been expelled from the Taoist sect, he is still trying his best to maintain the inheritance of the Taoist sect.
Yu Ye suggested: "Save it here temporarily and pick it up another day."
Zhong Jian refused: "If it is lost, it will be too late to regret it!"
"What else?"
"Dozens of volumes of classics only weigh a hundred kilograms. In my opinion, it is better for my brother to suffer a little."
"I'm carrying Brother Zhong on my shoulders, and I'm also carrying a hundred-jin volume in my hands?"
"This method is feasible..."
"Shh!"
After getting along for a short time, the two became familiar with each other's tempers. Zhong Jian knew that Yu Ye was young and mature, with extraordinary skills, but he was kind-hearted and soft-spoken. Yu Ye had seen Zhong Jian's domineering and shrewd nature, so he always had to be cautious when dealing with him. While the two sides were talking, Yu Ye suddenly stretched out his hand to signal his concentration and silence.
At this moment, a burst of footsteps came from outside the cave, sometimes hesitantly, sometimes hurriedly; suddenly there was a "bang", and the iron cauldron placed at the entrance of the cave seemed to have been knocked down, fell to the ground with a bang, and rolled into the cave. Inside.
Then the cave entrance dimmed slightly, and two figures broke in one after the other.
Zhong Jian's eyes widened.
Yu Ye reached out and picked up his green steel sword.
The visitor was also suddenly startled.
There were actually two men soaked in panic, one holding a long knife and the other holding a crossbow. They were equally at a loss, but they looked at each other as if they were in a dilemma.
"Boss Hu's people!"
Zhong Jian recognized the origins of the two men and said urgently: "Brothers, don't be soft--"
He was urging Yu Ye to kill everyone so as not to attract Boss Hu and more opponents. Otherwise, the Buddhist Scripture Cave cannot be saved, and his Kung Fu books cannot be taken away.
Of course Yu Ye understands what's at stake, but he doesn't want to kill anyone. Facing two strangers who had no grievances and no grudges, he really couldn't do anything.
Just as he hesitated, a light suddenly flashed at the entrance of the cave.
The two men were still unable to move forward or retreat. In an instant, the light passed through their bodies. They stumbled forward a few steps. They each looked at the blood holes in their chests in disbelief, and then they both fell to the ground.
Zhong Jian's eyes widened and his expression changed: "Killing people in the air... flying swords..."
Yu Ye was calm, but the corners of his eyes twitched, his face was solemn, and he secretly clenched the long sword in his hand.
Just as Zhong Jian said, after the light killed the two men, its fierce power suddenly slowed down and appeared as a short sword, hovering leisurely in the air.
Flying sword!
A flying sword that kills people in the air!
A flying sword that only a Qi refining master can wield!
"hehe!"
The entrance to the cave became slightly dark again, and someone walked in with laughter. He was a middle-aged man with an unattractive appearance. He had his hands behind his back and said to himself: "What do I say? There must be fish that slip through the net on the mountain." He passed the two dead bodies on the ground, shook his head and said: "There are people who are taking advantage of the situation. This is not seeking death. What?"
Yu Ye and Zhong Jian, one stood with a sword, paying attention to the middle-aged man's every move; the other sat slumped on the ground, staring at the flying sword hovering above his head.
The middle-aged man's eyes fell on Yu Ye, nodded and said: "Taoist disciples, cultivation is not easy. If you want to survive, go to Xuanwu Pavilion."
This person obviously regarded him as a disciple of Bei Qishan, but there was a faint murderous intention in his words.
Can you survive by going to Xuanwu Pavilion?
Xuanwu Pavilion, where is it?
Yu Ye seemed to be scared and didn't dare to say anything. He moved his feet and walked out. Two dead bodies blocked the way, and a crossbow was thrown next to them. The crossbow has been strung, and the arrow is ready to fire. He stopped slowly and glanced back slightly.
It can be seen with his spiritual consciousness that the middle-aged man's body is covered with a layer of vague light. Compared to Bai Zhi, that person's cultivation should be slightly better.
The middle-aged man thought that Yu Ye was timid and submissive, so he ignored him. He looked at Zhong Jian who was sitting on the ground and said sarcastically: "You are a wanderer, but you dare to take advantage of the fire?"
He raised his right hand and made a slight move, and the flying sword that was still hovering suddenly flipped upside down in the air.
Zhong Jian was always staring at the movement above his head. Suddenly he saw the flying sword turning. A look of cruelty flashed across his face. He rolled violently towards the middle-aged man and yelled: "If you die anyway, I'll fight -"
An ordinary person cannot dodge or survive facing a monk's flying sword.
Only work hard.
Just when Zhong Jian was desperate, a crossbow suddenly flew towards him. He took advantage of the situation to grab the bow string and the arrow shot out with a "boom".
The middle-aged man used his flying sword to kill people, only to be met with a crazy counterattack. In his opinion, it is nothing more than a trapped beast still struggling to its death. Unexpectedly, a cold arrow suddenly appeared and was close at hand. He was unable to evade for a moment and was forced to activate his true energy to protect his body. There was only a "bang" sound, and the arrow that hit the thigh was bounced away. And his body-protecting energy also collapsed. He was still in a hurry, but he didn't expect a fierce murderous aura to come from behind. He hurriedly activated his flying sword to resist, and said angrily: "You dare to make a sneak attack..."
The person who made the sneak attack was none other than Yu Ye.
The moment the middle-aged man broke into the cave, he knew he had encountered a powerful enemy. Even if the other party claims to spare his life, he doesn't dare to take any chances. So he pretended to obey and thought hard about countermeasures in secret. But Zhong Jian's crazy efforts suddenly brought about a turning point. He took advantage of the situation and kicked the crossbow on the ground towards Zhong Jian, and as expected, he used the power of the arrow to break the man's protective energy. He then drew out his sword and flew towards him.
Sneak attack?
To hunt wild wolves, you still need to dig holes and set up traps;
To deal with a strong enemy, you should use any means necessary.
Yu Ye flew towards the middle-aged man and stabbed him in the back with his sword. The middle-aged man reacted very quickly, waved his arms and raised his hands, and the sword light flying towards Zhong Jian turned around again, and suddenly it flashed straight towards Yu Ye.
The flying sword is as fast as thunder and lightning.
Since Yu Ye had already taken action, he was not willing to give in, so he held the sword in both hands and swept across it, struggling to meet the oncoming sword light.
"Qiang——"
There was an explosion and light flashed.
Yu Ye only felt a powerful force coming, and then his arms shook, unable to hold his hands, and the long sword flew out with the sword light. He himself was even more unbearable, staggering and retreating continuously.
The middle-aged man smiled evilly and said: "Haha, it turns out he is a fellow Taoist who is at the first level of Qi Refining. I'm disrespectful——"
Yu Ye couldn't hold back his momentum and hit the stone wall behind him with a "bang". The force backfired and he couldn't help but stumble forward. However, he suddenly jumped up with his toes on the ground. He used his sword skills and flicked his fingers. He yelled: "Kill——"
The middle-aged man calmly drove the flying sword to kill the Qi Refining Taoist friend who had let him miss him. Unexpectedly, the other party pounced on him like he was seeking death, and flicked out an invisible murderous aura from his finger. He was suddenly startled and lost his voice: "Jian Qi, you are -"
Before he finished speaking, a bloody hole exploded in his lower abdomen. He staggered back two steps, his face full of astonishment and astonishment, then he rolled his eyes and fell straight down. His flying sword lost its owner and fell to the ground with a clang...
