Chapter 472: A piece of Ten Thousand Ren Mountain in the palm of your hand

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After leaving Nangong Mountain, it was rare for Zhao Ziyang to have some leisure time. There was no senior brother to urge him to practice spear. Even if he chose a place to lie down anywhere and covered his head to sleep, no one would stop him. What's more, the people in the White Tiger Gang at the foot of the mountain were still thinking about him. Even if the leader of the gang stays in the village for a long time, others will never complain at all. On the contrary, they will be like stars holding the moon. Lin Yushan has always been polite and considerate, and he is probably going to step aside and ask Zhao Ziyang to take over the position of leader of the gang.

But it's just too boring.

Therefore, after Zhao Ziyang left Nangong, he only went to the village at night, visited Lin Yushan, exchanged a few words, and then left without appearing in front of the White Tiger Gang, so as not to cause a lot of trouble.

The letter obtained from Lin Yushan's mouth is naturally very reliable. The White Tiger Gang has become more and more popular in the past half year. The reason is that the Five Scale Army helped Nangong Mountain to resist the enemy, which attracted the surrounding gangs to consolidate their territory. , can't hide, but the White Tiger Gang is often happy; and for some unknown reason, the newly succeeded West County Sheriff seems to be interested in making friends with the people of Nangong Mountain, and sends officials to visit the village several times, allowing convenience, and removes the villagers. The roads and schools were repaired, which also led to the rapid expansion of the White Tiger Gang. Now, not to mention that every family has meat, at least it is much better than before when they were deprived of food all day long. In addition, Lin Yushan was very measured. Although he did not have the ability to make waves without wind, he had the ability to push the boat when the wind came. , but he is not under Zhao Ziyang, so the White Tiger Gang is now very prosperous.

Knowing this, Zhao Ziyang naturally feels much more at ease, but he is also determined not to take over the position of gang leader. Now he is in the mountains. Although it is a bit tiring, but with the shooting skills rising day by day, it is indeed much more comfortable than living down the mountain. Moreover, it is much more comfortable. Senior brother Liu Qing also made it clear that he ordered several people to go away and not stay around Nangong Mountain, which would arouse people's suspicion.

Before leaving, Zhao Ziyang still did not forget to go back to the original thatched cottage to take a look. The house was still neat and tidy. It was probably Lin Yushan's instruction to keep the thatched cottage neat and tidy. The decorations had not changed. After going up the mountain for a long time, it was still very familiar.

The bed, old table, buckets, ladles and poles were all in their original places, untouched.

From inside the house, one can still see the sea of ​​clouds between Nangong Mountain and the mouth of the well in the distance, but there is no sign of anyone.

The young man with a spear on his back lay down on the bed in the dark night and rested for a while. It was not until the east turned white that he got up and closed the door tightly, and left slowly without looking back.

"The gang leader always thinks about good things."

Zhao Ziyang came back to his senses, but his expression was really bad. He glanced aside coldly and refused to pay attention.

Only a few miles out of the village, Li San, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, was already waiting at the inn with two horses. His figure was much thinner than before, but he was obviously more energetic. After passing the second realm, even though he had not yet understood the method of spying on the realm, Zhao Ziyang, who had practiced spearmanship for a long time, could still detect that the Qi in Li Sanzhou's body had converged. Although the aura was not obvious, the meridians were open and as vast as the abyss.

Along the way south, the two of them had a tacit understanding and rarely spoke, but Zhao Ziyang still felt uncomfortable all over and his face was cold.

"We can travel further for two or three days to reach Yizhang to the south. I heard that the scenery is majestic, strange and wonderful, better than most scenic spots in the world. Although no literati have ever written about it in poetry and ink, and it is also strange and dangerous, it is still a beautiful place. A good place." Li San saw Zhao Ziyang's indifferent expression, but he never opened his mouth to defend. Instead, he grabbed the reins, stood on the edge of the cliff, and looked south.

"Senior cultivator, I dare you to go with me," Zhao Ziyang, who was silent all the way, said, sounding very thorny, but his face was particularly calm, "To this day, how can I, a descendant like me, dare to believe the words of my senior, and escape after fleeing? Living above the three realms, it sounds like there are countless new things in the world. I apologize for my ignorance, but it is really difficult to answer the question. There is still a gap in people's hearts, so it is better to leave it alone and avoid causing trouble."

Li San laughed silently and did not look at the young man's expression. Instead, he stood up and looked down at the autumn light, and the fine lines at the end of his eyes stretched out.

Zhao Ziyang's temperament is well known to everyone in the White Tiger Gang. Although he is domineering at times, he is still a loyal person most of the time. Even if he does not share food and rice with the refugees he encounters in person, he will quietly give some property afterward. Food and drink belong to the category of good intentions, but they don't want to be known. This has been the case for many years. They are strict but not harsh in governance, and they often lend a helping hand. This is why the situation of the White Tiger Gang is flourishing. Now that the resentment has not gone away, I'm afraid there will be a lot of sarcastic remarks, but given time, he will be able to live in peace a lot. Therefore, even though Li San received a few words with guns and sticks, he did not get angry, but kept to himself.

"I heard people say that the wonderful scenery in the south has existed since ancient times. Since ancient times, there have been immortals who have traveled thousands of miles to learn the Tao here. According to the ancient books alone, there are twenty or thirty people who have practiced the way of spears and halberds. The powerful master of the four realms and five realms took a step here, stepped on the clouds and went straight to the sky. His name will last for thousands of years. It makes people fascinated when he hears it. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the Jinluan Palace of Spear Dao. The leader of the gang studies the spear skills. Most likely, I have heard of the fame of this place, so why not go and have a look."

The young man carrying the gun chuckled, turned the horse's head and left.

"I still remember that when the gang leader was a boy, I hugged you, but now we are separated from each other. I think it makes me feel cold." Li Sanzhi put his elbows on the horse's neck and lay down on the saddle bridge to rest. , seemed to speak inadvertently, with an indistinct and sluggish tone, extremely frivolous.

The sound of horse hooves stopped.

The boy drew his gun.

Li San, who was still lying on the pommel bridge, almost couldn't dodge. His left sleeve was damaged by the gun light, and the wind of the gun went first. Logically speaking, with Li San's light body, he could probably get out of the way of this shot, not to mention his physical fitness. Because, after taking such a shot, I was a little startled. Zhao Ziyang's spear came so fast and violently that it came with the faint wind of the spear, and its power was really weird. This made Li Sanming's level more stable than the young man, but he was still almost injured by the power of the spear. , frowned repeatedly.

"Since you and I know each other and have suffered for many days on the mountainside of Nangong Mountain, it is inconvenient for us to face each other in life and death." The young man shook the tip of his gun and held it across his shoulder, his expression becoming more and more gloomy. "The horse money will be handed over to you by someone, so why not just leave it like this? Don’t pass.”

When people are in the arena, they need to cherish their lives. "

He immediately urged his horse to leave.

Li San sat alone on the pommel bridge, looking at the back of the young man holding a gun, he suddenly realized that the autumn wind was indeed cool. Looking at his left sleeve again, he seemed to realize that the coolness of the autumn wind was pouring in through his sleeve. But the man's face was not gloomy at all. Instead, he smiled brightly and shouted to the young man, "If what you said is true, will the gang leader be willing to listen to a few words from this villain?"

The sound in the empty valley lasts for a long time.

The area to the south of Yizhang has always been uninhabited, probably because the terrain here looks really weird and not very flat. Within a hundred steps, you can see pillar-like stone peaks. The thickness of the top and bottom of the stone peaks is almost the same, and the peaks are connected but separate. Independence is like changing mountains and forests to rocks, with their roots towering straight into the clouds. When the sky is gloomy, the clouds and mists are most lush. It does not look like the peaks of heaven entering the clouds, but rather like a heavenly palace settling down. The world is turned upside down; the rock peaks are all strange and rugged, and There are no fewer than thousands of them in clumps, straight up to the sky, with clear springs flying on the rocks, and green apes and old pythons hiding among them. It is a misty season, and you can only hear the cries of apes and birds, and the waterfalls are spread across the green trees and grass in the mountains. Among them, the scenery becomes more and more strange when viewed from a distance, and it is eerie and difficult to distinguish. However, when viewed up close, it is magnificent, majestic and mysterious.

Everyone speculates that the literati who came here have never chosen a place name. The reason is that they have exhausted their poems and poems and can't find an appropriate name. Even the poems and essays use the word "zhinan" in general, which further shows the wonder of this place.

Now in the sheep intestines in the stone peak, there are two riders riding side by side, slowly treading the wet soil. The ears are filled with the sound of apes, the sound rises and falls continuously, sounds sad and mournful, lingering in the sky.

"The sound of the ape's cry is disturbing. It does not add to the beauty of this place, but it reduces it a lot." The young man carried a gun and looked at the long peak covering half of the sky. The branches and vines protruding from the strange rocks blocked the sun, and thousands of hanging pines They are loose and scattered. Although it has entered autumn, they are not too yellow and look lush.

"Looking for a sad ape and taking it to a brothel. Maybe the sad ape has the same thoughts as a human being. They all find the cicadas to be noisy like the cicadas in the hot summer sky, which is extremely unpleasant." Li San loosened the reins, leaned on the saddle bridge, and looked up above his head. A sliver of sky, but he felt at ease. Hearing the words and answering, it made the young man's expression move slightly.

"Where does that person live? In this rugged and undulating land, sometimes separated by pythons and swamps, there is no flat land at all, so how can he live there? If he lives on the top of a stone peak, I am afraid there are only three steps that can be stepped on. As a practitioner in the Four Realms, you really have a lot of friendships with many people." Zhao Ziyang has always been good with his words. Even when he was facing the young junior brother, it was hard to fall short. Mostly because he watched his aunt in the village when he was young. During the quarrel season between my aunt and uncle, I learned such a skill through the influence of my ears and eyes. I can attack now and show no mercy.

Li San didn't know about his gang leader's temperament and magical powers, so he didn't pay much attention to him along the way. However, when he mentioned this, he raised his eyebrows and said cheerfully, "That's natural, the little one can do it in the gang." You are in this profession, how can you not understand the world and be able to relieve the gang leader's worries and guide the way forward, even if it burns the candle to ashes?"

Zhao Ziyang looked at him coldly and never said anything back.

The stone peak is three feet three feet from the sky.

The deeper you go, the thicker the mist becomes. Only a hundred or so steps away, it is difficult to see the surrounding scenery, but the outline of the high peak is still clear, the ape calls are low, and two streaks of white mist appear when the horses are panting, and they remain for a long time. The mountains are cold, and Zhao Ziyang's body has become more solid since he went up the mountain. Now he feels that his whole body is wrapped like snow in the cold winter, but he is not in a hurry to take out his clothes from the package, but slowly breathes a few hot breaths into his wrists. Then he took the long gun from his back, wrapped two parts of the gun body with coarse cloth, and then took out his clothes to keep warm.

Li San was a little puzzled, so he asked, "I don't know why the gang leader acted?"

"Everyone knows that the gun is placed on the waist and shoulder, and the wrist is also extremely heavy. If the wrist is blocked due to the cold weather, how can the gun be released without any hindrance."

The young man said this and did not forget to tie up the handle of the gun, but Li Sansan clearly saw that the young man's two palms, which had not had calluses a few months ago, had layers of calluses like those on the surrounding strange rocks.

The layers are crisscrossed, hooks suddenly appear, and the fine barbs have yellowish cocoon surfaces that have not faded away.