After Huang Shan heard these words, his heart skipped a beat, knowing that the worst was coming.
This sentence is very particular and is considered a slang among wild cultivators. In the barren mountains and wild mountains, it is difficult to identify each other. Over a long period of time, the wild cultivators have developed a set of Taoist slang that they use. Legend has it that it was founded by a wild cultivator and Confucian scholar.
That man didn't have much cultivation ability, but he liked the weird stuff of the literati with their red tape. He was always looked down upon by wild cultivators. Until the famous Patriarch in Zhongtu came out of the wild cultivation, named Shen Gaocen, a great monk in the eleventh realm, but he gradually disappeared in the world of cultivation. Some people say that he was later killed by a coalition of enemies of the righteous path, while others say that he was promoted to the Twelve Realms and soared away.
No one knows his results, but he is indeed a great monk in the eleventh realm. There is no doubt about this. He also forcibly competed with many major sects on the mountain, laying the foundation for a generation of wild cultivators.
He was interested in the literary tricks, and felt that it was very satisfying for us as a wild cultivator to have a scholar. In fact, the literary talent of the Confucian scholar was not very good, but Shen Gaocen liked it, and it gradually evolved into the slang it is today.
During that time, Shen Gaocen was the hero of all wild cultivators, so many young wild cultivators imitated his behavior and pondered those slang words, so this set of words gradually spread.
In different seasons and on different occasions, the words are different and have a unique set of values.
Since this group of people are wild cultivators, it will be very troublesome. Killing and selling goods are all wild cultivators love to do, especially in this unknown place. Although there is no grudge between the two parties, God knows what the other party's character is like?
The more nervous you are, the more you cannot lose your momentum.
Huang Shan pretended to be calm and said while drinking: "The old man is for lovesickness, but the human heart is colder than the wind. How can fire warm it? Please turn around and go back."
The figures of the three men gradually emerged from the darkness.
The leader was a man dressed as a young master, wearing a white robe with black patterns, a jade tie around his waist, and holding a folding fan. He looked suave.
The two people behind him were tall and majestic, with thick eyebrows and big beards. They were only wearing a vest, with their chests and backs exposed, which looked extremely inconsistent in the wind and snow. The other man was short in stature, dressed in ordinary clothes, clean and tidy, with a knife on his waist and a bamboo hat on his head. His face could not be seen clearly.
The thick-browed man had an excited look on his face. He was obviously a man who was used to killing people and cheating. Huang Shan was frightened when he saw him.
At this moment, it is obvious that the three of them are not good friends. If someone in the wilderness dares to come to borrow a fire, they must have something to rely on. On the other hand, Xu Huaigu is still breaking through the realm and has not woken up. Yu Qin is an ordinary weak woman, and she is a monk in the fourth realm. Aren't her group just a big piece of fat?
As if aware of the narrowness in Huang Shan's eyes, the thick-browed man became even more excited and eager to try, and unconsciously stretched his hand towards the hilt of the knife behind his back.
Huang Shan stared closely at the big man's movements, feeling very panicked. But the man's face suddenly turned cold, and he quickly retracted his hand, no longer daring to show any emotion. He looked extremely scared.
The handsome man ignored the big man, just smiled faintly at Huang Shan, and said calmly: "So we are a family. Since I don't want to lend a hand, I won't bother you."
After saying that, he led the two of them away, walking slowly into the forest through the light snow, leaving only footprints along the way, which were immediately covered by the new snow and disappeared without a trace.
Huang Shan didn't dare to slack off at all. He watched closely in the direction they left, always vigilant. Who knows if they would come back?
Yu Qin looked worried and asked cautiously: "Are they very powerful?"
Huang Shan looked around warily and let go of the wine jar in his hand. The walls of the wine jar were covered with sweat.
He solemnly replied: "Yes, except for that vulgar man, the other two should be better than me."
"Then are they going to kill us?"
"Not necessarily. The man obviously had an idea before, but he was frightened by something. It was probably Zuoqiu Xun who did it."
Yu Qin sighed and frowned at Xu Huaigu. He was still sitting cross-legged peacefully, completely unaware of what had just happened.
The three people drifted away and entered the depths of the dense forest. Zuo Qiuxun followed carefully from a distance. As an assassin, her ability to track people was naturally excellent. She was confident that she would not be discovered.
Unconsciously, her hair was covered with a layer of fine snow, reflecting a faint fluorescence under the moonlight.
Every step was extremely gentle, without any sound. There was only the "rustling" sound of the wind blowing through the treetops in the forest.
Zuo Qiuxun followed the three of them over half of the hill, but he didn't see the three of them wanting to stop, so he felt very strange. Such bad weather, and in the dangerous Hangxun Mountain, are you really not afraid at all?
Sure enough, not long after, the leading handsome man turned his head for no reason, frowned in displeasure, and said helplessly in the direction of Zuo Qiuxun: "We have not made things difficult for you and your group. Are you going a little too far?"
Zuo Qiuxun was asking for trouble, but he didn't care. He turned around, no longer hiding his figure, and walked back in front of the three people. Although the tracking was discovered this time, it was not nothing. At least it was certain that someone on the other side must have a high level of cultivation or a very keen perception. When you go out, you never go wrong with being careful.
After Zuo Qiuxun left completely, the three people also stopped and stood under a rather large pine tree.
The thick-browed man had completely lost his arrogance at this time. He was as frightened as a child who had done something wrong and did not dare to raise his head.
The handsome man at the head held back his anger and scolded the big man angrily: "You idiot! Who told you to look like you are ready to fight? You are afraid that others will not know that you are going to fight. Do you want to put a sticker on your forehead? 'I'm going to fight you' note?"
He was really angry: "What's going on in your mind, do you want to attack someone who is weaker than you? It's true that dogs can't change their ways. This is your despicable way of practicing wild cultivation. Do you know that the woman just now In the dark, if my uncle hadn't stopped you, you would be dead now! No wonder all your brothers were killed by you!"
The handsome man who was much smaller than the big man scolded him unscrupulously, while the big man who was as strong as a bear didn't even dare to breathe, which was a huge contrast.
After the man scolded him and his anger subsided, the big man smiled flatteringly, flattered the man in the hat, and said, "Uncle Wei is here, isn't it? What kind of splash can those losers make?"
The handsome man's anger that had just subsided immediately surged up again, and he scolded: "Shi Cheng, you'd better see your position clearly! You can call him uncle, but a despicable wild cultivator dares to call him uncle? Isn't that disgusting? Haven't you caused enough trouble on the road? You and I only have this deal to go together, don't cause other troubles for me!"
The big man cowered and grimaced, not daring to say a word.
The man in the bamboo hat said hoarsely: "Nephew Hua Xian, there is no need to say more. He is a wild cultivator with such virtues. There is no need to say more. Let's make that group of people believe in our identity more."
He turned to look at the handsome man, without seeing the expression on his face, and said, "It's you, nephew Hua Xian, what did you think of us pretending to be wild cultivators along the way?"
Hua Shan said seriously: "Being a wild cultivator in the world can save you a lot of trouble. And you can do whatever you want without having to stick to the sect's rules. You are much more comfortable."
"Well, that's exactly what it is. Before going down the mountain to travel around the world, many disciples of the Immortal family have to pretend to be wild cultivators and walk around the world, just to experience the various conditions of life, to hone their minds, and to gain some knowledge. You know , the real world of cultivation is full of swords, and is far less peaceful than the brothers and sisters on the mountain."
Hua Shan thought in his heart: The brothers and sisters on the mountain are not necessarily peaceful, that's just on the surface. There are many fly camps hiding behind the scenes, but they are not necessarily weaker than swords.
"I remember that when nephew Hua Xian was at the mountain gate before, his temper was not so bad, right?"
Hua Shan broke out in a cold sweat and suddenly realized that this was the seed of his inner demon. He quickly put away the thought of scolding Shi Cheng, then remembered it carefully, raised his hands and said: "I understand my sin, thank you, Master, for reminding me." .”
"When you build a Tao, you build a great road. Don't turn the originally broad road into fields, ridges and alleys, let alone dead ends."
The man in the bamboo hat sighed again and said: "If you are in good ways, you will get many help, but if you are not in good ways, there will be little help."
People who practice Taoism, especially the immortals on the mountain, pay more attention to personal character than magic.
If your mind is pure and clear, you can naturally go anywhere on the great road. The mind is dirty and narrow, there are ruins everywhere, and every road is a dead end.
This is why most wild cultivators are not at a high level. They are too snobbish and only think about treasures, but they don't know that the more they act like this in their hearts, the more opportunities they will avoid.
But there are also people with broad minds in wild cultivation. It is as open as the vast rivers in the middle of the country, as majestic as the Longtoushan Mountain rising from the Longjiazhou plain, as majestic as the swift wind that travels thousands of miles away, and as distant as the misty and silent music of the master of Qingli Island.
Tao and Dharma have the same origin, and all things are Tao. It just depends on how much you can understand.
Hua Shan seemed a little uneasy, and asked the man in the hat: "Uncle Wei, will that group of people ruin our big event?"
The man in the hat replied: "They should be just passing by, otherwise they wouldn't have brought that ordinary woman with them. But we still have to be careful and be more vigilant. The sword cultivator who followed us earlier is very unusual."
He asked the big man again: "Shi Cheng, have you told anyone else about this place?"
As if a man was facing a formidable enemy, he could clearly feel the murderous intent of the man in the hat. He quickly lowered his head and said: "Master, absolutely not! I swear on my life, all my brothers were dead when I entered the Hangxun Secret Realm. I'm alone. I didn't say anything to anyone but you!"
The man in the hat nodded in agreement, and the murderous intention disappeared.
He sighed secretly: "Everyone is evil and has a clear mind. Even I can't do it. How difficult it is..."
The big man was sweating profusely and his legs were weak. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and cursed in his heart: "The Dog Fairy Family! All of them are sanctimonious and ruthless masters. I will never deal with these hypocrites again!"
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Deep in the dense forest covered by wind and snow, a small snow-white beast leaned against the trunk of a tree. Its fur was as pure white as snow, and it looked noble and elegant.
She lifted her chin and looked in the direction of Zuo Qiuxun's group, then at the three people over there, thoughtfully.
Then it stood up, shook off the thin strands of fur and headed in a certain direction, leaving behind a string of plum blossom footprints.
Soon it was covered with snow again.
