On Laojun Mountain, the sheathed sword stands on the edge of the square, facing the cliff and the sea of clouds.
The man in black robe folded his hands, pressed the hilt of the sword, and scanned the distance with his eyes closed.
"Oh? It has escaped my perception and made me unable to determine the specific direction... Northern Envoy, what do you think?"
Traveling in a hurry, Fortune Teller, who had just arrived from the palace below, stopped behind and said with cupped hands: "When my subordinates saw that man rushing away, he was vaguely one of the disciples of Xue Longzi of the Glacier Sect. Late at night, he There was no reason to suddenly visit Laojun Mountain. I must have met the disciples of Laojun Mountain who escaped from here before."
"Yu Tu's body is completely destroyed, but his realm is still there. When he went away with the Taoist priest, he was indeed able to fight against me and disturb my perception, but after all, the foundation has been destroyed, and his mind cannot survive now."
The man in black robe said slowly, "It seems that they have indeed mastered the jade snow dragon ring, and they have been able to activate some magical effects."
Bu Suanzi responded in time: "With such a short time, the Taoist priest can't escape too far. He can meet the Snow Sweeper Guan group, most likely at Zhujian Villa... But after this test on the mountain, that After people return, Zhujian Villa will know that they are unable to defeat them, so they will most likely abandon the village and flee."
"If they go to Shaolin, they will pass by Laojun Mountain. They don't dare to try it lightly, so they have no choice but to go to Xiushuo City. The subordinates and others will set off immediately and pass diagonally to guard the main road leading to Xiushuo City. They should return If we can get in front of them, we will never let Yu Tu Lao Dao escape!"
He spoke with a high-spirited attitude, extremely positive, and an aura of taking the lead.
The man in black robe turned around and looked at him with a half-smile: "Compared with the news sent back last time, your deduction this time is much more thorough. Moreover, you also know that I value that Yu Tu more. Some?"
The fortune teller raised his hand again and said respectfully: "My subordinates just feel that Taoist Tianfang is not on the mountain that day, and there will definitely be trouble in the future. Whether we capture Yu Tu or bring his body back, we may be able to have miraculous effects when dealing with Taoist Tianfang in the future." .”
"Well, you are really spotless."
The man in black robe looked approvingly, but he didn't know if he was guilty of being a thief. Someone present always felt that he was making a pun.
Bu Suanzi's posture was straight and straight.
Then the man in black robe laughed and said, "It may not be safe for you and Ruzui to go together, so please ask Brother Xu to come with you."
The man from the Western Region next to him straightened his back, raised his hand slightly, and saluted: "Respect the order of the leader."
Judging from the tone, this person is the "former" Huo Luo Taoist leader Xu Miyuan.
Many people in the world know that Huo Luo Dao has a leader, Xu Miyuan, and a deputy leader, Ye Motian. However, even within Huo Luo Dao, only a few people with identities like Bu Suanzi and others know about it - Xu Miyuan Zao He has become the deputy leader, alongside Ye Motian.
Fortune teller has always been wise to protect himself, but he is also curious about the person who is sitting on top of the two deputy leaders. He has secretly calculated and determined through some clues of Huo Luo Dao's actions over the years that that person was about ten years ago. Come to Huoluo Road.
After that person briefly suppressed Xu Miyuan, he fell into a long-term retreat. However, due to the inexplicable complete defection of deputy leader Ye Motian, Xu Miyuan still had no chance to regain his throne.
The growth of the Huo Luo Dao was due to the will of that man and Ye Motian, which led many people, including Xu Miyuan, to move forward in the shadows without being noticed.
With the establishment of separate altars and new religious rules, those unruly, bloodthirsty and evil masters, or those who had already faked their own death and escaped, it should have been difficult for any organization to make them behave themselves and submit to them, but they were gradually suppressed. They come in a snare.
The exaggerated Twenty-Four Guardians of the Western Region are truly worthy of their name in their hands, filling the position, and even vaguely training several other key members of the sect to become first-class, but they are hidden outside the guardian position. Even the guardians themselves are not as good as Know the presence.
When Bu Suanzi spied on this place, he decided not to investigate further, but tonight, he didn't need to think about it anymore, the identity of that person had been completely revealed.
That magic weapon flying light, cutting clouds with a sword, can only be in the hands of one person.
Bu Suanzi followed Xu Miyuan down the mountain, using 100% of his light kung fu skills. He followed the figure of Deputy Leader Xu like a gust of wind and a crane. He could not help but recall the punch and sword that had erupted on the top of the mountain many times.
Although that punch was powerful, it was too unfamiliar, and the connotation was too strong and rough, making it difficult to fathom its deep meaning.
And that sword was something that Fortune teller had been admiring for a long time and was fascinated by. It was also a clear proof of the identity of the leader of the Demon Cult. Naturally, his perception was very different. He just felt that the charm was long and he couldn't chew it all.
Suddenly, Bu Suanzi remembered the person they were going to meet next - Qiu Ruzui.
He took in the frightened fugitive who was still a young girl, and guided her to easily take away the Lushan Sect's Heavenly Secret Mirror, allowing her to maintain her willfulness and quickly grow to the position of envoy of the four directions...
No wonder she would favor such a willful person. She clearly comes from a well-known and decent family, but she is in perfect harmony with the style of a direct descendant of the demon sect in the past!
As Bu Suanzi flew away, he glanced back at the top of the mountain.
The clouds and mist were isolated on the mountainside, and the people at the top of the mountain were already slowly walking back to the ancient building on the cliff.
That is the scripture building where Laojunshan collects classics. They call this building "Xiaoyou Cave".
From the outside it looks like it is divided into nine floors, but inside it is actually divided into only three floors.
Except for those specially set aside windows, after stepping into this ancient building, there are no walls at all.
The inner walls were designed with bookshelves during construction, criss-crossing and orderly long squares, dividing and utilizing all the wall gaps.
And those wooden squares are already densely filled with books, brocade boxes, scriptures, and Taoist manuscripts.
Dividing the nine-story building into three floors naturally makes each interior floor unusually tall.
These books, from the row of squares closest to the corner to the position near the ceiling, are simply flashy to ordinary people. To find a book, you have to climb a long ladder for a long time.
However, as long as a disciple of Laojun Mountain has half a year of light weight skills, he can build a bookshelf with his hands and climb up like a monkey.
A master of the six ways of seeing can distinguish every detail at a glance. If you are looking for a book, you can basically find it by standing here and looking around.
This is the best way to store books for them.
The man in black robes and disheveled hair threw the sword of flying light to the attendant holding the sword. He took a book from the high bookshelf with his left hand and leafed through it quietly.
Not long after, two more figures came to the building.
The person in front of him was a middle-aged man with serious features. His gray robe hung loosely on his body, and his long hair was tied behind his head. His face could be said to be from the Central Plains, or from the Western Regions, but it was fair. It's Ye Motian, the deputy leader of Huo Luo Dao.
There is a petite woman in the back, wearing a purple skirt, but her hair is very long. Her hair is tied with purple ropes at three different places from the back of her head to the ends of her hair, and the ends of her hair fall to the back of her buttocks.
"Leader." The woman in purple skirt spoke first, "Taoist Master and Sun Ling have brought the guardians to the foot of Shaolin Mountain. They asked me to come here first."
The man in black robe nodded: "Su Mu casts a spell to suppress the sword intention of inaction for me, allowing me to walk out of 'inaction'. Miss Fu takes away the waste blood for me and rebuilds the five internal organs. The first thing you asked for from me is One thing is to collect three thousand volumes of martial arts books."
The woman, Xu Hongmei, raised her eyes and said, "In this place alone, there are far more than three thousand volumes. I didn't expect that this goal can be completed so quickly."
The man in black robe shook his head and said: "No, 90% of the books collected here cannot be regarded as martial arts classics. There are Taoist classics, medical classics, and music clubs. They are just handed down from the Eastern Zhou Dynasty to the present, about the Yijing manuscripts and the books of different sages. There are five hundred different versions of the interpretation. The one that meets your requirements is only about a thousand volumes, and this includes many manuscripts that have been revised and deduced from martial arts."
"That's quite a lot. If we add those from the small sects that we collected before and here, if we get more from Shaolin in the future, it will definitely be enough."
Xu Hongmei did some calculations on her fingers and said with a smile, "But why do a group of martial arts practitioners on this mountain collect so many messy books?"
Ye Motian glanced faintly at her. Among the four "wonders beyond the Great Wall", Su Mu was well-informed and well-informed, and the Hu woman named Fu was full of ingenuity and seemed to be familiar with many foreign classics. Only Xu and Sun were uneducated and incompetent. , I really don’t want to talk more about it.
The man in black robe didn't take it seriously, but seemed to appreciate Xu Hongmei's ignorant and daring behavior. He smiled and said: "A Taoist man is both knowledgeable and sophisticated. Although Laojunshan is a martial arts sect, he is also a Taoist. People naturally have to immerse themselves in reading scriptures, and many martial arts methods also evolved from these classics. Drawing analogies and drawing inferences from one instance to another is the root of martial arts advancement."
Xu Hongmei seemed to understand, nodded casually, and said: "I understand."
"By the way, Master Cult Master, those Taoist priests outside, especially the dozens on the top of the mountain, all smell so good. Can you give them to me?"
The tip of her tongue quickly licked outwards, making her red lips look even more delicate.
The light in the building cast a shadow on her face, and her tone became very excited and talkative, "I'm not picky about food like Sister Fu. The blood of men and women is fine. The pure aroma is just right." Like the jasper submerged in the water in the paddy fields in autumn, even the stupidest tadpoles can't help but get close."
"Master Cult Leader——"
At the end of the sentence, Xu Hongmei clasped her hands in front of her chest and looked at the man in black robe expectantly with water in her eyes.
"Didn't you already eat it secretly?"
The man in black robe turned his eyes back to the book page in his hand, "It's okay to die, but it's not okay to live. I'm still useful."
The strangeness of the woman in the purple skirt is creepy. The feeling of terror that is exactly the same as a "human" but not human subtly arises in her laughter nightmare.
But the man in the black robe was so casual, like an ordinary person who could be seen everywhere in the market, handling a few fresh fish, but the girl in the purple skirt also subconsciously asked him for permission to please him.
"Okay, it's enough to die. I told you I'm not picky about food!"
Xu Hongmei turned around happily and walked out. With an impatient pace, her red tongue licked her lips again. They were as soft as poisonous cotton stained with blood.
Ye Motian deliberately said before she left: "Bad habits."
Xu Hongmei acted as if she didn't hear anything and walked out cheerfully without any pause.
Ye Motian said to the man in black robe: "Senior brother, don't you hate this kind of thing? When you ascended to the position of leader, the first thing you did was to ban cannibalism and send those uncles to the water prison. Later, He even killed them with his own hands.”
"Then you probably forgot that I killed far more than just those few people."
The man in black robe turned over a page of the book and said, "The atmosphere in the original religion has been completely distorted by those people. Our innate and unique existence is not achieved through deliberately formed cruel habits. "
"Those behaviors that go against their own inner desires end up deceiving themselves and others, making them feel that they really have to rely on that way to survive. Such cannibalism is so disgusting."
He raised his head and looked outside the building, "But their habit seems to come from the deepest bones and blood. It's very strange."
In fact, Ye Motian didn't care much about this kind of thing. He just thought that the girl was too stupid and didn't look pleasing to the eye, so he asked. He was more concerned about the body of the man in black robe.
"Can these books in Laojun Mountain enlighten senior brother?"
"How useful it can be, if you ask me now, I don't know. Don't say that the Wuwei Sutra is not found here. Even if it is, it is actually not very useful."
The man in black robe had deep eyes and said, "But, I will succeed."
"I will personally repay the hatred caused by the entire church!"
The wind blew the lights out of the building and toward the sea of clouds.
Laojun Mountain is just the beginning.
Far away in the mountains, Xu Miyuan has led his people to the necessary place leading to Xiushuo City.
They are confident that they have definitely exceeded the schedule of those who escaped, and are quietly waiting for those people, waiting for Yu Tu, who is famous in all directions, the most righteous in the world, and has no power to tie a chicken, to approach them.
Xu Miyuan looked into the distance, his expression unmoved for ten years, and in Gujing Wubo's heart, a ray of perverted excitement and expectation suddenly arose.
………………
In the carriage, Amphibian put down the communication token.
If the other party is Huo Luo Tao, it is difficult to figure out the goal of invasion and plunder, but since it is the leader of the Demon Cult, it is normal whether it is against Han Wengong or Laojun Mountain. Shaolin is also likely to be among their goals. within.
He was just sending a letter to remind Gulan Xiang.
"cough!!"
Guan Luoyang sat across from the carriage and coughed in a weak voice when the carriage bumped.
An Fei held the bamboo tube soaked in the Emerald Rebirth Bead with his other hand, but knew that this thing had little effect on Guan Luoyang now.
There have been attempts before. If the vitality of Yuhua Tea is not careful, it will be assimilated by another breath wandering in his body, and it will even accelerate the deterioration of Guan Luoyang's injury.
"In your previous state, if you encountered a four-star star who was limited to a single world system, you could even fight against him. That person actually beat you like this with one move?!"
"He should still be four stars. After all, my token to delay him is four stars."
Guan Luoyang coughed again and said, "The span of the star rating increases as you go back. I have some experience. No wonder the base has that joke."
A famous joke about star rating in the base is that in a long time ago, there were seven teams of reincarnators who fought in a team battle in a world with a wasteland background. The environment, the strength of the strongest person is only six stars, also known as "less than 250,000 horses".
And those seven teams of reincarnations, which totaled more than thirty six-stars, after dealing with a few local six-stars, thought that the entire world was their stage, and the natives were just insignificant backgrounds. .
As a result, they were soon found by the emperor of the wasteland because they acted too arrogantly. One person killed most of them, and the rest could not even escape and were captured directly.
Later, the surviving group of people didn’t know what they had gone through. After returning to the base with miserable faces, their first words were to look up to the sky and curse: "Lord God, I will give you a six-star rating!!"
There are many versions of this joke. Some of the protagonists are scientists with 250,000 horses, some are magicians, and some are armored warriors. The soup remains unchanged, but the seven teams of reincarnations who were tortured by blood remain unchanged.
It is precisely because of the existence of these unfunny jokes that someone in the base actually divided each star level divided by the main god into upper, middle, lower and so on, and promoted it among the reincarnations.
Anfeiyu was speechless: "You can still joke now, you have such a good attitude."
"Whether I put on a grimace or take it easy, it won't have much impact on the situation. Why don't I choose to take it easy?"
Guan Luoyang pressed his chest and tried his best to block the "qi" entangled in his chest. His eyes dropped a little and looked at the floor of the carriage.
No matter whether he grimaces or relaxes, it will not affect the emotion in his head that is hotter than the pain in his chest.
Failure is not surprising. From competitive sports in childhood to martial arts to now, there is only one truth that cannot be changed no matter what kind of world changes - if you lose, you have to fight back!
We must turn the anger that can make our brains dizzy into a stable fighting spirit.
Wu Pingqiang's voice came from outside the carriage.
"We will reach Xiushuo City in another sixty miles."
"But not far ahead is Yungu. The terrain is dangerous, everyone, be careful!"
It took less than an hour after Laojun Mountain was attacked.
Everyone in Zhujian Villa passed by Yungu.
