Watching Xie Mubai, Bai Yutian and others go away, the man in gray said: "Master, if we just let them cross the bridge like this, we won't be able to explain to the superiors."
Beijian Shen Xingchen looked forward and replied softly: "If you are not as skilled as others, you can block it for a while, but you can block it for a lifetime. Besides, when the Chunyang Sword comes out, the rules of the martial arts will be changed, so there is no need to explain anything to the old people."
To tell how Shen Xingchen is feeling now, one can sing and sing with verses - Li Du's poems have been passed down by mouth thousands of times, but they are no longer new to him. Talented people have emerged from generation to generation, and each has led the way for hundreds of years. Zhongfu
The man in black said: "Master, the most powerful thing in the world is not martial arts, but conspiracy, traps, and prepared sinister intentions. Bai Tianyu was so heroic back then, but in the face of other people's machinations, he was like A ten-year-old child spent everything he had in one night and was completely defeated. I am afraid that this young hero Bai will be too strong in attack but not enough in defense, and will not be able to withstand the sinister intentions of others. He will make the same mistake again and lose for unknown reasons."
Shen Xingchen smiled calmly and said: "If you are afraid of losing, why talk about winning. It is justice. You may be late, but you will never be absent. We don't need to bother ourselves."
The man in gray clothes said: "Master, where are we going now? Are we going back to Beiyue Hengshan Mountain?"
Shen Xingchen glanced south and said: "There are factions in the imperial court. The same parties are fighting against each other, and there is constant internal strife. There is no Yanyun Sixteen Prefectures in the north to serve as a barrier. The northwest frontier troubles have arisen again. I am afraid it will be difficult to pacify. The Song Dynasty will move to the south. It will be just around the corner. You were born in In the south, go to Nanyue Hengshan, lest our descendants will have to flee for survival in the future and lose their due dignity."
The man in black said: "Master, didn't you say that the imperial court intends to reform the law?"
Shen Xingchen shook his head slightly and said: "Looking at the achievements of our ancestors through reform and improvement, the emperor holds the great power above, and one word can make all the difference; below, there are subjects who contribute ideas and efforts, and everyone can work as one. In the current imperial court, the emperor does not only sit in a high position, but listens to people's chatter. Nao, accept the words of ministers, appease the disputes between the two parties, and try to balance the interests, that is, ask others to do things, and continue to feel comfortable. In the face of interests and comfort, an emperor who cannot monopolize the political agenda and governs the country with benevolence can initiate reforms. , either it’s a daydream, or it’s aborted.”
After finishing his words, Shen Xingchen turned his face and looked towards the north, leaving endless sadness wherever his eyes went. After a while, he suddenly turned around, took heavy steps, and walked towards the south. The two disciples followed closely, enjoying the journey reluctantly.
However, none of the three of them looked back to the north.
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It is said that Ximen Qing, Gui Haiming, Ning Zhenan, Lu Lianhai and others left the canyon, went out of the mountains, found a small town, wiped out all the food and drinks prepared for pedestrians in the town, left the town, and continued on their way. .
With hundreds of people traveling together, wherever they pass, not only is food and drink a problem, but it may also cause panic among the locals.
Ximen Qing followed Ning Zhenan's suggestion and sent home the hundreds of people who had lived in the south for a long time, had families and had no intention of going north. The remaining fifty or so people divided into two groups and headed north, meeting outside Bianjing City.
Brothers Ximenqing and Guihai Mingshi considered that they were carrying martial arts secrets and were afraid that well-intentioned people would take notice of them. For the sake of safety, they chose some people who they thought were trustworthy and had strong martial arts skills to accompany them. Ning Zhenan, Yang Yunfeng, Liu Yunyu, Lu Lianhai, Luo Lingfeng, Ling Guyan and Zhu Siwu were among the seven, and a group of more than 20 others were led by the four brothers, known as the "Four Rooftop Shows" in the world.
Ximen Qing, Gui Haiming and other people walked all the way north, climbing over mountains and ridges, crossing rivers and streams, sending away the sun and welcoming the moon. On the way, they found a ruined temple. They spent one night and it was dark the next day. As soon as the light comes on, we start heading north. More than 20 people walked through the mountains, forests and countryside. Although they were hungry and the heat was unbearable, their steps remained the same, light and cheerful.
"Second envoy, when you leave this valley, there is a small town in front of you." Yang Yunfeng looked at the sun in the sky hungrily and said happily.
Ximen Qing looked up at the sky and shouted: "Everyone, hurry up, fill your stomachs and continue on your way."
When the congregants heard this, they were all delighted, took big steps forward, and rushed forward. If I hadn't only eaten one or two cakes last night, I didn't have breakfast today. I felt it was a shameful waste of energy. I really wanted to test my foot strength to see who ranked last in internal strength.
More than twenty people marched in a hurry, and a white light came in from the mouth of the valley, illuminating everyone's smiling faces and their hearts hiding joy. Before there was time to rejoice, dozens of heavenly soldiers and generals arrived in an instant, arranged in formation, and sealed the narrow valley entrance like an iron gate.
Ximen Qing stepped forward and shouted: "Who are you?"
A hail of arrows came in response, so rude.
When the members of the Dragon Slaying Association saw that this was a scholar meeting a soldier, they quickly dodge. Unexpectedly, the men in the front were okay, but a few of the men in the back fell down.
Ximen Qing felt something was wrong, so he turned around and saw that there were more crossbowmen behind them than in front, blocking their retreat. In desperation, he saw that although the hillsides on both sides were steep, they were not very high, so he shouted: "Go up the mountain."
Upon hearing this, all the heroes quickly channeled their true energy into the soles of their feet and jumped up. Unexpectedly, when they were halfway up the mountain, arrows rained down, forcing all the heroes to fall back to where they were, and the unfortunate ones were hit by several arrows.
There is really no way forward, there are pursuers behind, there is no ladder to the sky, and there is no door to the earth. It is like catching a turtle in an urn.
In order to survive, Ximen Qing and others had no choice but to draw their weapons, dodge and block to their heart's content, holding on for a moment.
Some of the ambushers were wearing military uniforms, some were wearing black cloth on their heads, and some simply showed their true faces. Seeing that some of Ximen Qing and others were getting injured and some were falling down gradually, they relaxed their posture, and while adding arrows, they approached step by step, narrowing the ambush circle.
Ximen Qing blocked a few arrows that were fired, and shouted at the men who rushed down from the mountain: "Tie Shi, Shi Qiong Yi, why do we have enmity? How dare we meet like this today."
Eagle King Tieshi smiled contemptuously and said: "Ximen Qing, slaying the dragon and collaborating with the enemy and treason, but you are the tiger's helper and help the tyrants to commit evil. As citizens of the Song Dynasty, how can we allow you to survive in the world and continue to harm the country and the people."
Ximen Qing dodged the arrows and said loudly: "Even if we are guilty, you are neither a government official nor a village, so what qualifications do you have to punish us?"
A man came from the mouth of the valley. It was Master Song, the magistrate of Huizhou. He shouted back: "Ximen Qing, do I have this qualification?"
Ximen Qing was accidentally hit by an arrow in his shoulder. He looked at the magistrate and replied: "Master Song, it doesn't matter if you are qualified. But don't forget, you and we were friends. If my lord knows that you can do this, The devious thing will definitely take a human head from your neck to comfort our spirits in heaven."
The prefect laughed loudly: "Slaying the dragon is far away in the horizon, but you are right in front of me. As long as no one is left alive today, no one will know. Even if Tu Long knows about this in the future, what will happen. As an official of the imperial court, I am in charge of one side, and I still I'm afraid of a traitor who collaborates with the enemy and treasons the country." Then he stretched out his palm and shouted boldly: "Shoot them all and leave no one behind."
Upon hearing this, all the archers and crossbowmen attacked from far and near, with arrows like shooting stars.
The three or four men standing on the outside turned into hedgehogs and fell to the ground because they couldn't escape in time, with their mouths full of blood.
Ximen Qing, Gui Haiming, Ning Zhenan and others dodged and blocked. They escaped from a rain of arrows and were greeted by a rain of arrows. They escaped from a rain of arrows and were greeted by a rain of arrows... No matter how skilled they were, While careless, while dodging and dodging, four or five more men were more or less shot by arrows, and their lives were in danger.
Gui Haiming was hit by two arrows and felt that he was doomed. So he mustered up his courage and risked his own death. He jumped towards the prefect Song, hoping to capture the thief first. But he forgot that the prefect started his career as a scholar. Since he dared to show up to meet him, he had already taken precautions.
Before Gui Haiming could fly two feet away, countless arrows converged and turned into a sharp sword the size of a rice sieve, stabbing at his chest. In order to avoid this sharp sword, Gui Haiming stopped in the air and dodged. Then he was blocked by another giant sword composed of arrows, and there were two more arrows on his body.
Suddenly, he heard an "ah" sound from someone beside him, and saw Zhu Siwu hit by an arrow in his left leg and shoulder at the same time, and fell to the ground.
Seeing this, Ximen Qing was filled with righteous indignation and shouted: "Ning Zhen'an, capture the thief first and capture the king first."
Ning Zhenan was ordered to push away the incoming arrows one by one, and rushed towards the magistrate without stopping at all. He had just rushed ten feet in front of the magistrate, and was about to leap over and catch him with his grappling hand, but the magistrate stepped back. Five or six crossbowmen threw away their bows and arrows, drew their swords and stepped forward to chop at him. Come. Ning Zhenan swung his sword to block, and then realized that these crossbowmen in military uniforms were all highly skilled in martial arts. Facing the rain of arrows, Ning Zhenan couldn't make up his mind as to whether he should continue to charge forward or not, and was pushed back by the arrows in a daze.
The two of them rushed towards the prefect, but both ended in failure. When all the heroes saw this, they were greatly disappointed, and their desire to survive unintentionally weakened, allowing the arrows to gradually become friends, lurking on them, drinking their blood unscrupulously and cultivating feelings.
As the arrows shuttled back and forth, curses, groans, calls, and the gushing sound of blood echoed symphonically, and soon turned into a lament that resounded throughout the valley and resonated for ten miles.
Ximen Qing looked around and saw that except for Gui Haiming, Ning Zhenan, Yang Yunfeng, Liu Yunyu, Lu Lianhai, Luo Lingfeng, and Ling Guyan, seven people had not yet laid down. They tried their best to poke and swat arrows shot from all directions. All the companions were lying on the ground, and those who were no longer in pain had already fallen asleep quietly in a pool of blood. Suddenly, the good and bad things in the past came to my mind, and I was filled with grief and anger. Pearls rolled in my eyes. It was the time to feel sad. Seeing the arrows that were as dense as raindrops shooting continuously, I felt that there was no hope of escape. Remembering the feat of Wu Jiang, the overlord of Western Chu, who committed suicide, he unconsciously swung his sword and wiped it towards his own neck.
"Senior brother, what are you doing? Senior brother's revenge has not been avenged yet!" When Gui Haiming pushed the sword away from Ximen Qing's hand, he was shot in the back and left leg. Neither of them could hold back and fell to his knees. .
Ximen Qing looked at his junior brother Gui Haiming who was kneeling on the ground. He thought of his senior brother Xiu Xinwu, so he woke up and waved his long sword in the air, deflecting all the arrows that came in his way, just to survive. He firmly believed that his senior brother's spirit in heaven would be able to protect him from today's disaster, retain a useful body, and help her find the enemy who plotted against her back then.
