Everything must be done on a first-come, first-served basis. In the field of life and death, those who arrive first must first set up two or three passes. This is the rule of Fengyou County warriors and the rules of practitioners. Cultivation comes after him, martial arts comes before him. Before he crossed the dragon gate, he was just an ordinary martial artist. Therefore, He Zhaoling raised his steps and then stopped, letting the rain test him. He looked at the sword energy soaring into the sky in front of him with a calm expression.
"If you break all the three passes in the mountain, life and death can be determined today. But if you can't break them, you might as well go back first and break them when you reach the next level. Then you can compete with me. I don't know what Brother He wants." Ye Zhai made no secret of it, and said slowly with the sound of rain, "The pass at the foot of the mountain is just a sword energy that can be twisted by hand. It is not a shocking skill. If you can't break this game, then don't step forward. That’s great.”
He Zhaoling held an umbrella, looked up at the man on the top of the mountain, and suddenly burst into laughter.
The fight of swords, the fight of spirits, the fight of old grudges, how can we hold back even a little bit.
A ray of sword light suddenly rose into the air, intersecting with the sword light in front of him, and the sword light was shattered by the impact, but the remaining sword light still rose from the ground, went straight to Tiantai Mountain, and instantly smashed two more swords. The powerful and straight sword energy continued unabated and rushed towards the door in front of Ye Zhai.
The light of this sword is so majestic that it can cut through mountains and towers.
Ye Zhai was also slightly startled. He held his sword against the light, stood up, and looked down the mountain. But I saw that the man in black did not receive the sheath, but stretched out the bottom of the umbrella and pointed to the top of the mountain in the distance.
"I've heard about Ye Zhai's reputation for a long time, but when I saw him today, I feel a little too proud. It's true that you have sword aura, and I'm not inferior to you with my sword."
Ye Zhai did not respond, but turned his head and slowly told the giant tiger to leave. For some reason, there was a faint smile on his face. He smiled at the bottom of the cliff and said, "In this case, please go up the mountain and talk about it. The bottom of the mountain is muddy. It’s not the realm of talking.”
Without any hesitation, the man at the foot of the mountain held an umbrella and went up the mountain.
The strange rocks in Tiantai Mountain are rugged, but there are not many muddy places. They look much neater. Ye Zhai picked up his bamboo hat, left the cliff, and then stood in the middle of the stone platform in Tiantai Mountain, waiting for He Zhaoling to come up the mountain.
The rain became more and more urgent, noisy and noisy.
Ye Zhai's bucket hat is a week larger than an ordinary bucket hat, so his shoulders never get wet, and the rain seems to be intentional, bypassing the lower end of the hem and feet, so it looks very refreshing no matter what, and the energy is very good, just like the previous one. They have been sluggish these days and are not the same at all.
He Zhaoling's steps were not slow, and Tiantai Mountain was not much higher than ordinary mountains, so he did not make Ye Zhai wait too long. He had already climbed onto the stone platform with his feet, only twenty steps away, and looked up at each other.
"Why don't you see the brothers of the caravan?" Ye Zhai raised his eyebrows, "He is an upright man, but not everyone in the caravan wants the leader to come to the appointment. Now that he is here alone, it is quite suspicious."
He Zhaoling was dressed in black and had never been wet by the rain. There was no mud on his boots. At this moment, he was holding an ordinary paper umbrella and said calmly, "The leader of the gang has given an order. How can we not obey it? Brothers who have set foot in the realm of life and death together, we also Sharing the few remaining rice noodles and soup in the thatched cottage on the wild road, thanks to the high regard of everyone, I gained the reputation of a gang leader. If I didn't agree, no one in the caravan would come. Besides, today's matter is only about you and me. The two of them can figure it out. Hundreds of people and horses are marching towards us, which only adds to the worry. If we really get cold, it will cost countless silver coins, which is extremely uneconomical."
Ye Zhai smiled, quite approvingly, "No wonder today, Gang Leader He is dressed much more pleasing to the eye. It turns out that he has a clear mind and did not go up the mountain with any calculations. He is lighthearted both physically and mentally."
"I came here specifically to ask for defeat. Of course, I don't want my clothes to be stained with mud. At least it will save me a lot of trouble when I put it in the coffin." He Zhaoling's eyebrows were still calm, and he handed over the gourd from his waist to Ye Zhai. In the hand, "My thoughts are still unclear at the bottom of the mountain, but when I come up the mountain, I feel that everything is light. I can lend you a few sips, and it won't hurt."
The Chinese-haired man was stunned, then took the gourd, poured two mouthfuls of it, was quite satisfied, pursed his lips and smiled, "I don't care what others do, the gang leader's ability to pick wine is quite what I like. Today is the best time to drink Xueqin." Zhu this wine, although the rain has not yet turned into snow, the vermilion has not yet appeared, but after all it is exquisite."
"Those who know how to drink may not always agree with others." He Zhaoling's face remained unchanged, "Drinking is drinking, why bother to get involved in the right situation? I was not born rich, and I cannot imitate the leisurely elegance of those rich old men. , let alone writing, the three characters He Zhaoling have been written no less than ten million times before they can be remembered in my mind and have never been forgotten."
The man's eyes changed slightly, and he looked at Ye Zhai, who was still drinking in a tree outside. "Originally, I should have been familiar with these three words when I was six years old, but because of a person, I only knew them by the same name when I was thirteen or fourteen years old. People who are good at deciphering words ask for writing methods, but it is a pity that they have already passed the age that is most suitable for deciphering words."
Ye Zhai put down the gourd and frowned suspiciously.
"The Lord of the Ye Clan is a noble man and must not remember many trivial matters, but he should remember that people in the West County are still talking about the story of chivalrous men who use swords to eliminate thieves. Many people have said that even immortals may not survive At such an age, I have to go down the mountain to eliminate thieves across the age span of Jiazi, but I know that many practitioners, after breaking through the barrier of longevity, can live as long as ordinary people for several generations. The Lord of Yemen has been alive for hundreds of years. If you do this, , then you can think clearly."
He Zhaoling looked straight at the person in front of him without any anger at all.
Based on Ye Zhai's thoughts, he figured out most of it immediately, and couldn't help but frown, "More than thirty years ago, I went down the mountain to Xijun, and I did kill several horse thieves in the village, but now I heard that there are still such a group of thieves in Xijun." They keep popping up, I don’t know if this matter is related to Gang Leader He or not?”
The man in Xuanyi understood, nodded and said, "When I was a child, I only heard the noise in the village, and then I saw the light flowing outside the house. If I had not been lucky enough to enter the practice, I am afraid I still don't know what happened. That’s sword energy, which makes me quite emotional when I think about it.”
"I think the leader of the Ye clan can't remember whether the horse thieves killed were a man and a woman. The man had a beard, a square nose and a wide mouth, and a long scar on his face. The woman was gentle, but she was always wrapped in horse thieves' red clothes. However, No matter how you look at it, it must be a bit lenient."
He Zhaoling did not wait for Ye Zhai to respond. He held an umbrella with one hand and said to himself, "It is natural for people in the world for knights to kill thieves. Throughout the ages, the number of horse thieves who have died at the hands of knights is by no means small. But the world often applauds, but the saddest part is that even I feel that the actions of the leader of the Ye Clan are definitely meritorious no matter what."
"But among the horse thieves, there are also children, and the child who was lucky enough to save his life also has parents."
"Everyone thinks that horse thieves deserve to be killed, so I, a child raised by a horse thief, will not be reconciled if I do nothing."
There are torrents of mountain rain, and the rain is like rapid snow.
