It's dusk.
The sunset is like blood.
In front of the mountain gate of Beiqi Mountain, Yu Ye raised his head and looked into the distance.
His eyes were beating with blood-red glow, blood-red like fire, burning in the sky and in his heart.
Behind him, the two brothers Zhong Jian, Yan Chi and Tian Bao were full of passion just now, but now their faces were equally gloomy, not because of the melancholy sunset, but because of the desperate and frightening sword light.
They were two foundation-building experts with flying swords. They were constantly circling around and searching, even in the forests, hills, streams, and grass. They drove everyone within a ten-mile radius to the foot of the mountain. under.
Not only that, a strict order was issued, saying that the grand ceremony was imminent. In order to avoid the trouble of the night, guests from all walks of life gathered at the mountain gate to wait for the arrival of auspicious days and auspicious times.
"Brother, let's go. Once you enter the mountain gate, it will be difficult to escape..."
"Two monks have died. How can the mountain not give up? Today's situation has suddenly changed, and it is obvious that we are coming towards you. It doesn't matter if we wait, our lives are not in danger. The key is you..."
"Third brother, go to Lishu Valley for a few days..."
"Damn, the days are long..."
The four of them were persuading Yu Ye to leave.
It is easy to see that the monks in Qizhou already knew that someone broke into Beiqi Mountain at night. Now, people from all walks of life are detained in one place in order to find the Xiao Xiaoxiao who is behind the scenes.
The so-called Xiaoxiao disciple is, of course, Yu Ye. As long as he steps into the mountain gate, his identity may be exposed at any time, and what awaits him will be the wrath of thunder and an unbearable disaster of life and death.
As for the previous strategies, they became empty talk; the lofty ideals turned into smoke. Daze's misfortune is irreversible.
At the same time, voices of persuasion also came from the sea of consciousness——
"Hey, manpower is sometimes poor, so why do you have to embarrass yourself? Let's go and start over from scratch..."
Ever since the head of the family joked about him, Jiaoying had consciously or unconsciously taken care of his feelings. In other words, he is overconfident and stubborn.
And if he leaves today, how will he start over?
"Don't stay here!"
Yu Ye looked away from a distance.
Several men in Taoist robes were shouting to drive them away, and groups of Xianmen disciples gathered on both sides of the mountain gate to prepare.
"The establishment of the Immortal Sect in Beiqi Mountain is a grand event in Daze and should not be missed!"
Yu Ye stretched out his hand to lower his bamboo hat and took the lead towards the mountain gate.
Several partners looked at each other...
Night falls and the mountain gate is closed.
People from all walks of life gathered in the courtyard at the foot of the mountain, but they were not allowed to leave without authorization, nor were they allowed to light bonfires, drink and have fun. Naturally, there was no laughter or lively scene, only groups of figures restless in the darkness. .
After Yu Ye walked into the mountain gate, he found a place to sit down.
Zhongjian and Yanchi followed the Tianbao brothers and huddled with him. There were people everywhere, and there was nowhere to go.
"More than a dozen of my brothers were driven here, but they didn't even want to leave the kerosene behind. If we were to interrogate them, we would be in big trouble..."
"Leave it to Brother Yu to collect the ring..."
"Brother, if you really stay, you won't be afraid..."
"Haha, it doesn't matter if you have the materials. My third brother is bold and not afraid..."
"My brother speaks, Tianbao shuts up..."
"Yan Chi, you ask for a beating..."
Several people were whispering.
Yu Ye took out two jade slips and quietly stuffed them into Yan Chi's hands.
"This is... Oops, the previous deposit is far from enough. Let me go back and make up for it..."
"No need! Brother Zhong, where is your brother?"
"Wait a moment!"
Zhongjian stood up and left.
Yan Chi carefully put away the jade slips, still smiling proudly. The original deposit was not in vain, it was actually exchanged for the Immortal Clan Kung Fu. He was still surprised and suddenly looked at Yu Ye again. Yu Ye lowered his head and sat quietly, as if silent. But he nodded repeatedly and whispered: "I am familiar with the top and bottom of Beiqi Mountain. Of course I know the Scripture Cave. You mean...oh...oh..."
After a while, Zhong Jian and fifteen or six men came closer one after another, all carrying sharp weapons and bags on their shoulders. And there were actually four wine jars hidden in their respective luggage.
The wine jar is not filled with wine, but with kerosene.
Yu Ye stood up and greeted everyone one by one. In an instant, dozens of wine jars were put into the iron ring. While he was pretending to make small talk, he glanced around.
There are people everywhere, and there are more than a hundred so-called Immortal Sect disciples patrolling and guarding in the distance. But no one paid attention to what was going on here. Even the two monks flying in the sky on their swords were nowhere to be seen.
Yu Ye suddenly remembered something and started wandering among the crowd.
There were six to seven hundred people gathered at the foot of the mountain. They were no longer the relaxed scene before. Instead, they gathered in small groups, either imagining the upcoming Immortal Sect viewing ceremony, or worrying about their own safety, with expressions on their faces. Tangled and worrying about gains and losses.
Yu Ye circled around and slowly stopped.
Although I saw a few familiar faces in the crowd, I couldn't find the old man who was playing money.
The reason why I thought of the old man who was playing money was because I suspected that he had removed the dead body. It was precisely because he removed the dead bodies that the two foundation-building monks found nothing when they searched the forest. Now it seems that the expert not only has no ill intentions, but is secretly helping...
"Brother Yu——"
Someone called through a message: "If you change your mind, Tao will be waiting for you at any time!"
Yu Ye didn't seem to hear him, and walked away slowly with his arms crossed.
Another day.
In the early morning, baskets of pancakes and buckets of vegetable soup were brought up from the mountain to entertain the guests. People from all walks of life are heroes who drink wine and eat meat, so they can't help but sneer at the simple food. The disciples of Bei Qishan didn't insist, so they took the cakes and vegetable soup away. Unexpectedly, until noon and then dusk, no food was delivered, and they were not allowed to leave to carry dry food. The hungry people gradually became dissatisfied.
According to the disciples of the Immortal Sect, eating one meal a day is a clear rule. This is the rule. When you are a guest, do as you please. Otherwise, you are showing contempt for the Immortal Sect and may be punished.
The luggage of Zhong Jian, Tian Bao and others were in the forest. They also had no dry food to satisfy their hunger. They were able to survive at first, but they were listless at the end of the day.
When night fell, several gangsters were so hungry that they simply rushed out with their swords. As soon as a few people rushed out of the mountain gate, they were stopped back by a circling sword light. There was a monk sitting in the open space in front of the mountain gate. Apparently no one was allowed to step out of the mountain gate.
Hungry and long nights.
After finally waiting until dawn, food was finally delivered from the mountain. It was still dry and hard pancakes and watery vegetable soup. The people who had been hungry for a day and a night suddenly swarmed in, like a herd of animals fighting for food in a chaotic mess. Some people fought over a piece of pancake, while others pulled out a knife over a mouthful of vegetable soup.
The Tianbao brothers also followed suit, but didn't grab anything. The two of them returned dejectedly and collapsed on the ground while cursing.
The onlookers of the Immortal Sect disciples burst out laughing, trying their best to tease and mock...
At noon.
The foot of the mountain was crowded with people lying everywhere, and the heroes of all walks of life had long since lost all their prestige. Even Yu Ye, Zhong Jian and Yan Chi lazily fell to the ground. However, more than thirty people were safe and sound. It was a group of Taoist disciples headed by Tao Feng, who were all sitting cross-legged, looking outstanding.
Yan Chi stretched and said in confusion: "Brother Yu, why are you and I so miserable? With my Taoism, it won't be a big deal if I don't eat or drink for three to five days!"
But he saw Yu Ye leaning forward, taking out two pills and stuffing them into the mouths of the Tianbao brothers respectively. Then he handed over a handful of pills and whispered: "This is the Bigu Pill, divide it with the brothers."
Yan Chi said excitedly: "Since you have this elixir, you should have taken it out long ago!"
Zhong Jian, who was on the side, took the elixir and praised in a low voice: "My brother is not what he used to be, and everything he does has deep meaning. If brothers swallow the elixir too early, it will inevitably reveal flaws..."
At this moment, a middle-aged monk came with a sword.
Three other monks appeared on the stone stairs going up the mountain, one was a lean middle-aged man, and the other two were strong men in their thirties.
Everyone doesn't know what happened.
The middle-aged monk stepped on his sword and hung in the air. He lowered his head to look at it, and said to Taofeng and others: "You are fellow Taoists from Daze Dao Sect. You have been rude in the past. Please go up the mountain immediately so that we can treat you separately!"
Taofeng and others did not dare to neglect and hurriedly stood up to express their thanks: "Thank you, senior!"
"hehe!"
The middle-aged monk smiled faintly and said: "Gan Xing——"
The lean man was Gan Xing, and he raised his voice and said: "Thirty-two fellow Taoists from Daze, please—"
Taofeng and his companions nodded, all with solemn expressions on their faces. There are exactly thirty-two Taoist disciples who came to Beiqi Mountain this time.
Everyone ran towards the stone stairs going up the mountain, and the immortal disciples guarding the stone stairs got out of the way in time. The two monks beside Gan Xing followed him up the mountain, and Gan Xing himself walked down the stone stairs to the courtyard.
The middle-aged monk with his sword hanging in the air spoke again: "This is a place where dragons and tigers are hidden. Don't neglect your fellow masters!"
Everyone in the courtyard got up from the ground one after another, but they were swaying and listless, showing signs of hunger and fatigue.
Gan Xing strode through the crowd, his sharp eyes passing over the faces.
Twenty or thirty feet away, Yan Chi was hiding behind Zhong Jian. He quietly looked at Yu Ye with an anxious look on his face.
As far as he knew, the qi-refining master named Gan Xing recognized Yu Ye. Once the two sides met, a catastrophic disaster was bound to be inevitable.
Yu Ye didn't know the danger, but he lowered his head and stayed there quietly, as if there was no escape, just waiting for the doom to finally come.
However, what he was thinking more about at this time was the Armor-Breaking Talisman.
There are only sixteen armor-breaking charms left on his body. Can he save his life with these last sixteen life-saving charms?
In a flash of thought, Gan Xing was already two or three feet away. A powerful wisp of spiritual consciousness swept over, making people tremble immediately.
Yu Ye raised his eyebrows and slowly raised his head. His right hand has already pinched the sword technique, and the Seven Kills Sword Qi is ready to go.
Unexpectedly, Gan Xing walked straight through the crowd without squinting. After a while, I heard him say: "Senior, please forgive me for my stupidity!"
"That's it!"
The middle-aged monk flicked his sleeves and walked away in the light of the sword.
Gan Xing also turned back towards the stone staircase. When he stepped on the stone staircase and reached a high place, he suddenly looked back. What he looked at was the young man wearing a bamboo hat...
