Later generations of rivers and lakes said: "In the seventh year of Mingzhe, five places in Changbai, Penglai, Qinling, Damo, and the Yellow River suffered natural disasters in one day. There were temples in the places where the natural disasters struck. The following year, there was a severe drought in the Central Plains, and wailing was everywhere.
Two hundred years later, the divine fortune teller Mo Xiu was ordered to be the world's best cultivator of all kinds of magic. He found four flying stones from everywhere where the sky fire fell to the ground. The four flying stones were still as hot as volcanic lava after two hundred years. Ordinary people couldn't get close at all. Mo Xiu led four peerless masters who were rare in the world at that time and spent ten years placing these four flying stones in the Dragon Falling Stream behind the cliff mountain. However, there has been no news about the three flying stones in a certain section of the Yellow River, and their whereabouts are unknown.
The Falling Dragon Stream was originally a bottomless cold spring, but these four flying stones completely boiled the water in the Falling Dragon Stream. This will be one hundred and fifty years. One hundred and fifty years later, the four flying stones are finally no longer as hot as before. Mo Wen, a descendant of Shen Shuzi, asked the head of Tianji Sect to use these four flying stones to refine four unparalleled weapons.
After the weapons were born, Mo Wen sent them to the Mengshan Jialan Temple, and invited heroes from all over the world to hold a hero meeting. The event was unprecedentedly grand, and the Jialan Temple even took out these four weapons as prizes and set up a competition list. From then on, the list of heroes at the back of Jialan Temple became the number one list among martial arts people all over the world. Those on the list are all heroes in the world.
And Jialan Temple donated all three weapons that year.
The Feitian Stone from the Snow Valley of Changbai Mountain was refined into Star Reaching, into thirteen three-edged flying knives, and presented to Beiming Monk.
He refined the Feitian Stone from deep in the desert into a spear that chased the soul, used it as a nine-dragon coiled stick, and gave it to General Du Wei.
He took the Feitian Stone from the Qinling Mountains and refined it into Zhanyue. The handle and blade were both three feet and three feet long, and he gave it to Sima Jiu, the boss of Yunnan Sanjue.
The Feitian Stone from Dong Penglai was taken and refined into Sky-Splitting Bow and Wandering Arrow, one bow with ten arrows. After the event, it was placed on Yaori Peak by Jialan Temple.
Time flies, the sun and the moon fly by.
One morning ten years later, the streets of the imperial capital were busy with traffic and people, and it was very lively.
"Hey, have you heard? General Dingyuan returned in triumph today, and the emperor personally went out of the city fifteen miles to greet him."
"Who doesn't know such a big thing! General Dingyuan fought for five years and finally returned to the court. My nephew went with the general on the expedition. When he went out, he was just a young boy. If he could survive until now, he would have been I can start a family and start a business!”
It is normal to fight on the battlefield and die without returning. Others can only comfort this old man, and there is nothing else they can do. But after all, today is a happy day. General Dingyuan finally put down the rebellion in the northwest half a year ago and returns in triumph today!
Fifty miles away from the imperial capital, an army of half a million people marched toward the capital.
"Report!" The herald rushed to the front of the three armies, dismounted and knelt down in front of the leader: "Marshal, the army is fifty miles away from the capital. The emperor personally greets the marshal at Qifengpo."
The man at the head was wearing a silver helmet and armor, with a three-foot snow-white beard floating in front of his chest. His face was like a crown jewel. Although he was old, his eyes were bright and lively, and he was not angry but was proud of himself. The next horse is a maroon horse named Zidian, one of the eight horses in the world.
When the old marshal heard this, he was also excited and ordered: "Send orders to the three armies to straighten their clothes and armor and continue to advance."
At this moment, suddenly there was a clear chirping from the forest nearby. This bird song was very penetrating. The generals looked up and saw a flaming red falcon flying from the woods on one side. It flew across the entire place like a stream of fire. Army. Then it kept hovering above the old marshal's head. No one has ever seen the fiery red falcon, and many generals have already begun to draw their bows and arrows, eager to catch it.
The old marshal seemed to be stunned when he saw this falcon, and seemed a little unexpected. In the end, he sighed helplessly and waved his hand to stop everyone: "This bird looks like a good omen, and it is unknown whether it will be killed, so let it go! Du Jie, go get my Nine Dragon Soul Chasing Gun!"
The young general named Du Jie was stunned for a moment: "Grandpa, didn't you say that since the victory, the soldiers have been put into storage and they no longer have guns? You..."
The old marshal seemed very impatient: "Bring it when I tell you to, no need to ask any questions!"
Du Jie shrank his head. He knew his grandfather's temper very well. No one dared to refute what he said in the military camp. He had no choice but to go back and get the gun. As he walked, he thought about what happened to the old man today. Seeing that he was about to meet the emperor, he had to get a gun. I heard that this gun was made by a Jianghu man, and my grandfather also used this gun to kill countless enemies.
Speaking of this gun, Du Jie wanted to hold it to sleep almost every day since he saw it. However, this gun was his grandfather's treasure and he had never played with it a few times. He had never seen a gun as beautiful as this one. This gun is extremely heavy. Ordinary guns are nothing more than stabbing, picking, and poking, but this gun is different. Grandpa uses the handle of his gun and often holds the gun like a stick. The body of the gun is indeed unique, with nine dragon plates. above the barrel of the gun. I heard from my grandfather that the person who gave him this gun once performed a set of marksmanship in front of him. The nine dragons on the stick seemed to be alive, and they showed their teeth and claws very powerfully.
Du Jie took the gun over, and the old marshal held the gun in one hand. Then he turned around and ordered the army commander: "The whole army continues to move forward. Jie'er and I will go do something. We can catch up in half an hour." Join the army and listen. Wan was stunned for a moment, and when he came to his senses, he saw the old marshal leading Du Jie Juechen away. Joining the army opened his mouth and finally said nothing.
Leaving the army alone, Du Jie wondered why the old man was not normal today, but he didn't have the courage to go forward and ask when he saw his grandfather's face was as heavy as water. The horses of both of them were fast horses, and soon they arrived at a dense forest. It was April when the spring flowers were blooming. Du Jie had been fighting on the battlefield with his grandfather since he was a child. His father and eldest brother and second brother died in the battle. He was the only child of the old Du family. Following his grandfather's narrow escape, he had long been used to seeing thousands of miles of red ground, With hundreds of miles of floating corpses, how could one see such a spring-filled scene.
As he was walking, Zidian suddenly heard a neighing sound, and Du Jie's mind finally came back to him. Zidian stepped back and forth uneasily, and his green-maned horse could hardly stand.
how? There's an ambush!
Du Jie hurriedly protected his grandfather, and then looked around cautiously.
The old man patted his shoulder slowly, and then shouted somewhere: "Mr. Tianjisou Zhou, since you are already here, come out!"
Suddenly, a man in a wide robe and long sleeves came walking lightly in the dense forest. He was dressed as a Taoist priest. Du Jie didn't care at first, but after looking carefully for a while, he couldn't help but be shocked. This old man was so advanced in Qinggong. He couldn't help but look around. He didn't see when the old man appeared there at all, and Du Jie didn't seem to see him move at all. In just a few blinks, he appeared next to him.
"Shrink to the ground!" Du Jie exclaimed with a breath of cold air.
Tianjisou walked up to the old marshal's horse, stretched out his hand and patted Zidian, then raised his neck and slapped him with a smile: "Old marshal Du, you are well. The ten-year agreement has expired. I want the Kowloon Soul Chasing Gun." The original has been recovered!”
The old marshal Du Wei gave a bitter smile: "I thought I would take off my armor and return to the field after facing the saint today, but it seems that God doesn't want me to lead troops anymore."
Tianjisou also smiled: "The law of heaven is natural, and the law of Tao is cyclical. Since it has expired, I hope the old marshal will not force it."
The old marshal dismounted and clasped his fists: "What are you talking about, old man? It's just that I have been leading troops outside and have not been able to return to the Central Plains to see the old man. In fact, I have a merciless request. My grandson is also destined to be killed by a gun. I hope God will tell me." I can take a closer look at him."
"Oh?" Tianjisou was obviously surprised. He carefully looked at Du Jie next to him. Du Jie then realized that although this old man in his sixties was not well-dressed, his skin had an indescribable luster and his eyes were like Dian stared at himself for a moment and felt disgusted. He turned his head and looked at his grandfather. He had no idea what the two old men were talking about.
After reading this, Tianjisou nodded slightly, turned around and said to the old marshal: "I have spent many years looking for the person who killed the gunman. I almost traveled all over the country and only found five. You, the old Du family, came out with two at once. Xiao Dude, how about taking your grandpa's gun to practice with the old man?
Du Jie looked at his grandfather, who smiled and handed him his Nine Dragon Spear. I only really danced with this gun once when I was fifteen years old. I don’t know what happened this time. The old man who just came out actually said that he wanted to get grandpa's Nine Dragon Gun back. Could it be that this dirty-looking old man is actually the man from the Jianghu who gave the gun to Grandpa?
Du Jie's gun skills were passed down from his grandfather. Du Jie was not keen on other weapons since he was a child, but fell in love with this weapon. Every day he was obsessed with martial arts, and when he was fifteen years old, he even used the Nine-Dragon Spear to make a roaring sound.
From that day on, his grandfather personally taught him his marksmanship almost every day. Du Jie thought about it, and without messing up his hands, he danced a complete set of Du family guns. The roar of the dragon startled the birds and fled in all directions. The old marshal glanced at Tianjisou from the side and saw Tianjisou stroking his beard and not knowing what he was thinking.
After Du Jie finished dancing, Marshal Du smiled at Tianji and said, "Old man, do you think I, Jie'er, am worthy of being the master of this gun?"
Tianjisou pondered for a long time, and could only sigh and said: "It's a pity that I just met your grandson now. I promised the Hu Huai family in Jiangbei a year ago, and the descendants of that family are indeed not as good as your grandson. What a pity! What a pity!"
"Jiangbei Huaijia? What the old gentleman said is: The Huaijia who crossed the river without turning over and shook the world three times? There was also a murderer in his family?" The old marshal pondered for a moment and said with a slight movement in his expression.
Tianjisou said with a smile: "It is this Huai family. Since the death of Huaize and Huai Chi, the status of the Huai family in Jiangbei has plummeted. Fortunately, the Swallowing River Beast Hua Chou has some relationship with the Salt Gang, and it has been unworthy in recent years. Stop in Jiangbei. This time I finally found a nephew who was shot dead from his eldest brother's orphan. That child is the most ideal one I have found in so many years. It's a pity..."
"What? Huaize and Huaichi died? When did this happen?" The old marshal seemed unable to believe his ears.
"Mr. Du has been leading troops outside all year round. He didn't know that a huge catastrophe occurred in Jianghu three years ago." When Tianjisou said this, he shook his head slightly, as if he didn't want to think about it.
"I would like to hear the old gentleman explain my doubts!"
"The old marshal has been loyal to the country for many years, and I deeply admire him. Well, there is a pavilion in front of him. If the old marshal wants to know anything, we might as well go to the pavilion in front and sit down and talk slowly."
"I'm being rude, let's go now. Jie'er, go to the forest to see if there are any Qingquan Mountain fruits, and go get a few." The old marshal ordered Du Jie behind him, then turned around and followed Tianji. The old man went forward.
After hearing this, Du Jie complained softly with a sad face, and had no choice but to take his green-maned horse to search for wild fruits in mountain springs. "
