It is said that Bai Yutian flew all the way to the mouth of a valley on the north and west side of the canyon. He saw Xie Mubai, Wei Bao and others in the woods, and told them that they would compete with the Dragon Slayer Club to decide the outcome. Everyone was talking happily and laughing.
After bidding farewell to the twenty police officers, when he heard that Master Mingzhi had returned the two martial arts books to Ximen Qing of the Emei Sect, Xie Mubai shouted angrily inexplicably: "This old guy Li Yiru, what kind of martial arts books are you returning at this time? What the hell is he doing?" What do you want to do?"
Xie Mubai suddenly shouted angrily. Zhuo Yifei, Hu Yanqing, Zhang Yan'er, Jiang Yingying, Wei Bao and others were frightened for some reason, and their smiles disappeared instantly.
Hu Yanqing said: "Master, I am a member of the Emei Sect. Is there anything wrong in returning it to the Emei Sect?"
Xie Mubai snorted loudly with his nose and said: "There is nothing wrong with returning the thing to its original owner. But it should not be at this time, let alone in front of the public. Some things should not be seen in the light."
Zhuo Yifei didn't know what was going on and asked, "Master, why can't you see the light of day?"
Xie Mubai replied: "She practiced Xinwu and acquired Su Xin Sword Technique, which made her famous as a sword fairy. However, because she forcibly practiced Yin Yang Liuhe Palm, haste makes waste, she went crazy and died of madness. These two things , if it is not possible to both achieve success and kill people invisible, why should she take the risk of being misappropriated to cultivate her mind and hand it over to outsiders for safekeeping and transfer."
Bai Yutian suddenly realized: "Senior, you are saying that if Ximen Qing and Gui Haiming got the secret book today, they may lose the secret book tomorrow, and they may even lose their lives for it."
Zhuo Yifei looked puzzled: "Why?"
Xie Mubai asked coldly: "Then why do you want to worship me as your teacher?"
Zhuo Yifei said with a smile: "The Lishou Sword of the Yishan Sword Sect is famous in the world and is powerful in the martial arts. Many people dream of becoming its successor. Since I, Zhuo Yifei, have the opportunity to achieve my wish, I naturally don't want to miss it, so I am eager to pay my respects." You are now a teacher.”
Seeing that Zhuo Yifei spoke frankly and became stupid because he was not greedy, Xie Mubai was also happy for it and said warmly: "You worship me as your master and use your master-apprentice status to learn swordsmanship from me. Compared to the people who stole or took away the swordsmanship from me, they just used gentler methods. They neither hurt others nor themselves."
After hearing this, Zhuo Yifei realized that the so-called common man is not guilty, but the jade is guilty, because people in the world are greedy, and they will do whatever it takes to achieve their goals.
Bai Yutian said: "Mr.
Xie Mubai looked angry: "What can he consider? At best, it is easy to fish in troubled waters by leveraging others' strength."
Hu Yanqing said: "Master, you are saying that Senior Li wants to use these two martial arts classics as bait to attract greedy people in the martial arts world to fight for them, push Ximen Qing and Gui Haiming to the forefront, and thus lead to the Dragon Slaying Society. The public enemy of martial arts, let us unite everyone to eradicate him."
Zhang Yaner said: "Thank you, senior, isn't this great?"
Xie Mubai sternly said: "What a fart! Why do you want to eliminate the Dragon Slaying Society? It's for the sake of justice in the world. You should follow the right path. Digging traps like this for others to jump will lead to martial arts disputes and hurt innocent people. Where's the justice?"
Seeing that the anger on Xie Mubai's head was rising higher and higher, Bai Yutian hurriedly smiled and said calmly: "Senior, the matter has come out, it is useless to complain. The most urgent thing is to find a safe solution. Dharma is it.”
Xie Mubai said: "Is there any stable solution? Take back the classics, abandon others' covetousness, and settle the disputes."
Zhuo Yifei said: "Master, I just can't calm down the dispute with the Dragon Slaying Association. Isn't it not good to start fighting again over two books and put the Longwei Escort Agency in danger?"
Xie Mubai shouted angrily: "What is good and what is bad, do you know clearly?"
Zhuo Yifei wanted to speak, but didn't know what to say. He was left speechless for a moment, with an innocent expression on his face.
Seeing this, Xie Mubai's rising anger lost its momentum and slowly fell back. He said warmly: "Fei'er, if you want others to follow the right path like you, you should first walk upright and sit upright." As a person, you must first self-govern; as a person who takes responsibility for others, you must first blame yourself; as an adult, you must first be self-sufficient. Only when you have done a good job for yourself will you be qualified to advise others, and only then will others obey you."
Wei Bao came over: "Young Master, what Xie Daxia said is right. Compared with the chaotic situation in the future where you and I are fighting for each other, even if brothers Ximen Qing and Gui Haiming are unwilling to hand over their martial arts secrets and insist on starting a war again, it will be No matter what."
Bai Yutian said: "What are you talking about? Get on your horse and chase." Get up.
Zhang Yaner said: "Brother Bai, everyone has run away, where are you chasing?"
Bai Yutian took Zhang Yan'er up and said with a smile: "The eagle strikes the sky, the fish swims under the water, and the horse's hooves are free under the body."
"Do your best and obey fate." Xie Mubai stood up, walked to his mount, and took off the reins.
Seeing this, Bai Yutian and others hurriedly got on the horse's back, shouted loudly, and the horse threw up its hooves, followed Xie Mubai, and galloped away.
After a galloping on horseback, they came out of the mountain and were blocked by the head of a stone bridge over a deep stream.
There was an elder riding a donkey, his clothes covered with patches. Behind the donkey were two men, each carrying a load of firewood. The one walking on the left was wearing a gray robe, and the one walking on the right was wearing a black robe. His clothes were also fully patched. He walked from the other end of the stone arch bridge to the other end of the stone arch bridge and stopped without leaving the bridge. Just because the old man riding on the donkey arched his back and coughed twice, the two men immediately put down the burden on their shoulders, helped the old man off the donkey's back, and sat down at the end of the bridge.
Twenty-six fast horses came galloping forward, and the men on the horses were armed with weapons. Pedestrians on the road had already stayed away when they saw it.
But these three people are very strange. They seem to be blind and unable to see;
Bai Yutian and others were treated like nothing, and it was really uncomfortable.
Wei Bao ran at the front, reined in his horse, stepped forward, and said in a good voice: "You three, can you let us cross the bridge first, and then you can have a good rest?"
The man in gray said: "Do you know who built this bridge?"
Wei Bao smiled lightly: "I don't know."
The man in black asked again: "Then you know the name of this bridge, right?"
Wei Bao smiled faintly: "I don't know."
The elder sitting in the middle drank some water and seemed to be more energetic. He hummed and said: "I don't know who built this bridge, and I don't know what the name of this bridge is, so why cross it?" , are you seeking death?"
Wei Bao said solemnly: "Old gentleman, when you are away from home, you are always longing for peace. You talk about the word "death" on your lips. Could it be that you are an old fool!"
The man in gray clothes stood up and said loudly: "This stream is called Yingchoujian, and this bridge is called Wuweihe. I haven't even found out clearly about it, so I have to rush to cross the bridge, otherwise I am seeking death."
Wei Bao was about to get angry when Bai Yutian came over on horseback and said in a good voice: "Since we are helpless on Yingchou Stream, the three of us can come and go freely. They must be good at overcoming disasters. It is not and cannot be that they are so old. .”
The man in gray clothes stood up and said angrily: "What did you say?"
Bai Yutian said: "I mean, you are good at crossing the bridge. You must have some good ideas to tell us how to cross the bridge."
The elder said: "Naihe has Meng Po soup beside the bridge. Drinking it will make you forget your memory. But there is Elder Water beside the bridge. Drinking it will enhance your memory."
Bai Yutian smiled and said: "Meng Po's soup is priceless. I wonder if I can bargain for this elder's water?"
The elder said: "A mouthful for one person, a mouthful of ten taels of silver, there is no second price."
Bai Yutian snorted and smiled: "Old sir, do you want to bully us for not knowing how to count, or do you want to bully us for not knowing how to count? We are a group of twenty-six people, and we have two hundred and sixty taels of silver. Even if we build a few bridges like this, we will not be able to count." The problem is, there is no need to drink water from an elder like you."
The elder chuckled a few times, with the same smile, and said angrily: "If you can count, build a few for me and see if you are willing to wait, or if you are willing to rush on your way."
The elder's words were reasonable. Bai Yutian smiled softly and said: "I dare to ask the elder, besides drinking this elder's water, is there any other way to cross the bridge?"
The elder smiled and replied: "Yes!"
Bai Yutian said: "I would like to hear the details."
The man in black spoke on behalf of us: "We have been farming for generations, and every time we catch a good year, bandits will come and steal our food. In our generation, we no longer want to work in vain in the crop fields. Learn to box at the age of three, and learn to wield a sword at the age of five. If you can master one and a half moves, this Yingchoujian will not be named Yingchou, and this helpless bridge will not be called helpless."
Wei Bao and other brothers saw that two men in their fifties, with sallow complexion and thin muscles, and a lack of energy in their speech, actually called themselves Lian Jiazi, which was very ridiculous. Five or six of them couldn't hold it back any longer and burst into laughter.
Wei Bao asked contemptuously: "Do you know martial arts?"
The man in gray chuckled and said, "It's nothing strange for country people to learn martial arts from time to time."
Wei Bao looked at the man in black and asked deliberately: "What about you! Do you also know martial arts?"
The man in black said: "I...I...learned a few tricks when I was young, but I haven't used them for more than ten years. This skill...ahem...ahem, I have put them all aside."
Wei Bao said: "It is said that Mrs. Wang sells melons and boasts of herself. Then let us see how you can practice."
The man in gray said: "What is there to practice, but you don't understand."
Zhuo Yifei sent a message: "I don't know what's the big deal, just watch the excitement."
The man in black said: "Well, in that case, I will practice a few tricks for you to see. I just don't know if I remember them all." After speaking, he walked a few steps, stretched out his hand and said, "Someone can lend me a sword. "
Everyone was so happy that one person threw a sword over with such force that ordinary people would find it difficult to catch it, no matter how strong they were.
The man in black took it easily and walked to the open space in front. He didn't need to start with his hand. He stabbed to the east and slashed to the west, and started to play. He did it three or four times, as if he had forgotten something, he scratched his head and meditated for a moment, then used a few more moves, then he scratched his head again, thought for a while, and then used a few more moves.
Wei Bao and other 20 brothers saw the man coming out with seven or eight sword skills, which were completely out of order and extremely clumsy. They all burst into laughter.
The man in gray clothes walked away from the bridge and said: "What's so funny. Lend me a sword and let me practice too."
After hearing this, a man took off the sword from his waist and threw it away.
The man in gray clothes took the long sword, walked to the open space in front, and then drove away. Although the long sword in his hand was slashing and stabbing randomly, it was struck very quickly, as if he was going crazy, making people laugh, laugh, laugh, laugh, laugh endlessly.
