Winter turns to spring, and spring returns to summer. From the heavy snowfall of the previous year to the depth of summer, the man and woman who walked out of Daquan Lake have been wandering the world for more than half a year. Although Tang Bufeng and Ruan have been wandering around since the fall of Shenjie. Neither of the family heads have ever encountered any danger. With such an extra helper, even if there is a crisis on the road, with Shen Jie's increasingly profound realm, it is natural that he can break through it with ease. Tang Bufeng felt quite bored when he took out the sword.
The sharp sword follows the wind, and there are always people who are eager to compete with others, and even take risks, so that they feel full of interest in the world. For example, Tang Bufeng has such a temper. Seeing Shen Jie repeatedly restraining his opponents in an understatement, it is inevitable that he will feel a itch that cannot be suppressed. Holding the long sword in his arms, he wanted to compete with Shen Jie again and again, but Shen Jie always put him off. Not to mention it was a competition, and he rarely even looked at Tang Bufeng.
Shen Jie was a book addict, and even when it was dark in the morning, he would not forget to get up and grab two volumes, walk to a secluded area alone, and be entranced as soon as he saw the sunrise, until Tang Bufeng prepared the meal. The scholar, who was very good-looking, reluctantly closed the book and went to the side of the two people with a playful smile to eat some food.
However, even so, Tang Bufeng was still not at all angry. In his opinion, these books were not as useful as the sparse knife manuals in the market. At least take a look at them from time to time, and maybe he could figure out a tricky skill that he could use with others in the future. Hand-to-hand moves can give you a chance to win.
The head of the Ruan family is still riding on the yellow rouge with flowers and no makeup. Although he has eaten and slept in the open air along the way, which is not as good as the fine clothes and fine food in Mocheng City, his appearance is almost as high as the top of a hundred-foot pole, which is a step forward. It was like a green lotus blooming for the first time, and then the layers of falling rain and the wind and frost of the rivers and lakes slowly made out the two-point rounded outline of the face, making it look even more outstanding, which often attracted Tang Bufeng's attention. I was stunned for a while, but in the end I didn't have any rash thoughts.
Along the way, everything is possible. Even though Tang Bufeng had never known the love between children before, he still knew that he needed to be careful when traveling in the world. Therefore, although his heart was often agitated, at most he could only take advantage of Ruan Qiubai's daze. Secretly poking the woman's delicate jade-like skin is enough to make her happy for a long time. Looking at the Ruan family master's bright red complexion makes her feel more comfortable than drinking the nectar from heaven. Tang Bufeng felt that it would not take him more than a few months to quit drinking. Beauty is so shy that it is more intoxicating than wine. Now the three of them were heading straight to Zihao. It turned out that the sky was gradually falling. Tang Bufeng had always loved his wife, so he came up with the idea to go to the north to escape the summer heat. It happened to be that he could also take a look at the famous iron cavalry. The number of horses is second only to that of Dayuan's Zihao, so how majestic the armor is. Ever since the head of the Ruan family was defeated by Tang Bufeng, he had generally obeyed him in everything and naturally responded. However, Shen Jie hesitated for a while before nodding.
"Brother Shen, are you really not planning to go back to Mocheng?" Tang Bufeng looked far into the distance, but saw that the sky in the distance was gloomy, as if there were approaching clouds, the clouds were treacherous, and the sky was blocking out the sun. He couldn't help but feel depressed, "You You have been following the two of us for several months. It is possible that you have to follow them all over the world. Why don't you go back early? Now that I have entered the virtual world, I can protect the head of the Ruan family no matter what."
Shen Jie was still sitting on the scroll five feet away. From Tang Bufeng's point of view, this scholar must have been immersed in studying and had never learned to ride, so he was even more unhappy.
Hearing this, Shen Jie put down the book in his hand and gave a stupid smile, obviously he had not recovered from the book, "Tang Shaoxia, the most important thing for a practitioner is humility. You must know that there are mountains outside the mountains, not to mention the second realm, even if you go to the hall and enter the house to the extreme Even if you are at the top of the world, you may not be able to act unscrupulously in this world. Furthermore, if you follow me, you are also following orders, so Mr. Tang should not embarrass me."
"Sour, so sour." Tang Bufeng couldn't take advantage of his words, so he covered his mouth and nose, pretending to frown and said, "When you first arrived in Mocheng, your brother Shen was not so sour. Why is it that now that you have reached a higher level, you love him more and more?" It’s really unpleasant to say such things.”
Shen Jie smiled, not wanting to waste words with this frivolous person, but turned to look east, there was a great pass involved, like the heavenly soldiers catching the blue dragon and smashing it to the ground, sending the mountain god Ye Di to strangle the dragon's body, hanging the clouds and ink, It just destroys the spirit of a country.
There is a record of this place in the past. Gao Chong, Marquis of Wuwei of the Great Qi Dynasty, fought here bare-chested. He carried eleven crossbows and sword feathers and smashed the iron gate to pieces. He defeated the entire city of Zihao Kingdom in one battle. His reputation was unparalleled. It shocked the whole world, and it was rumored that even now, near the city gate, there are still sounds of swords and iron horses trampling the city.
"Let's put the past to rest, and don't let the madman grow old." Shen Jie raised his eyes and looked at it, and for no reason, he felt a sudden realization in his heart.
But when they saw the gloomy clouds coming ahead, they shrank back and did not dare to cross the Wudang. The corpse of the old dragon on the ground locked the border of the ten thousand feet, and the tigers hugged the bears, making it difficult for monsters and monsters to cross the heroic pass. Suddenly there was a howling sound in the far sky, but under the torrential rain, there were pieces of scales that kept opening and closing, rolling clouds and mist, swimming in the thunder and lightning, and for a moment, they were more powerful than the rolling black clouds.
"Demon?" Tang Bufeng silently took off the knife and frowned deeply.
Shen Jie chuckled, "I wonder if Tang Shaoxia's sword has ever cut down a demon?" But before Tang Bufeng could answer, Shen Jie had already completed the remaining half of the sentence.
"If you have this opportunity in the future, remember to chop off two more heads. There is no shortcut in practice, but slaying demons is an exception. Otherwise, why would those immortals who do not care about the lives and deaths of others and are dedicated to immortality do such a thankless job? In addition to the treasures on the monster, it also promotes spiritual practice and understanding."
"But it's not yet time for Young Master Tang to draw his sword."
The young man stepped down from the picture scroll and put it on himself.
"Riding a white crane with a smile, I flew down to the Nine Provinces. Today I realized that the spirit has passed, and I am like a shooting star."
A golden light suddenly bloomed in the thousands of miles of sky, directly reflecting on the scroll on Shen Jie's body. Among the flowers, birds, fish and insects, flying pavilion tassels, it seemed to be a world of its own, and the only sound was the lingering sound of books.
Kill the monsters on the clouds with one word, from the ancient sages' scriptures to hundreds of Daqi poems, each word is pearl-like, and the clear spring flows, destroying countless monsters on the clouds, until there is a roar above the black clouds, shaking the heaven and the earth. .
There was a middle-aged storyteller in Mocheng. He was talking about a subtle point, but he narrowed his eyes slightly, smashed the gavel, and ended the story like a ball rolling around. Then he walked away.
Everyone listening to the book was agitated for a while, and they couldn't figure out why the storyteller was a little out of his mind today, but most of them didn't ask in detail, but just talked about today's book in twos and threes, and slowly dispersed.
"To touch my disciples, not to mention a few little demons, as long as those things in Beiyanze don't come out, if you have the courage to come out, it's just a pot of soup with enough weight, nothing special."
"The monster is so big that it can't be stewed in a vat." The middle-aged man smacked his lips and staggered towards the city lord's palace with some greedy thoughts.
The gavel resounded in Big Spring Lake.
I don't know how many thousands of miles apart they are, all the black clouds are gone in the sky above Wudang Pass.
There is a sound of wood in the hall, and all evil spirits are gone.
