Lousang Village, the next day, Chenshi.
When the morning sun first rises, it is when the vitality of the day blooms.
In the courtyard of the Wang family, Xiang Ji, who had been meditating all night, opened his eyes. Within two feet, there were shimmering waves, as if there were surging waves, and a huge kun shadow lurked in it. It was already 70% solidified, with golden markings and The dark body is looming, like a black sun with golden flames rising from the sea level.
Looking closely, when Kun Yu jumped out of the North Sea and became one with his body, a layer of water ripples appeared on the surface of the three-inch skin, and then the dark fire of the soul burned, like a flame belonging to the lunar yin. It's cold, as if it can freeze a person's soul, a killing move that specifically targets the spiritual will.
"Bei Ming enters the body and reaches the sky and crosses the sea."
Xiang Ji took a long breath, and the black fire burning on the skin of his body immediately dissipated. The consumption of maintaining this 'killing move' was not small. It was equivalent to igniting mental power to increase the lethality of his body and internal energy. With his current situation The soul's energy will dry up in just a hundred breaths, and it needs to be restored through meditation and visualization.
Facing the purple qi of the morning sun, he took a deep breath, and continued to move his energy from his lower abdomen to his limbs and back for three weeks before he stood up. His muscles and bones suddenly tensed up, making a string-pulling sound. His flesh and blood were crystal clear and powerful. He has grown an inch taller than the day before, and his muscles and bones have become stronger after hard work.
"If the three steps of awakening, condensing, and manifesting are completed, the spiritual martial arts of this catalog can be regarded as entering the room, which is enough to practice the next catalog. It's a pity that you don't offer incense, otherwise..."
Anyway, since you are halfway gone and have to travel far away, I should give you the remaining picture album earlier. After a while, I should leave Lousang Village and go to Jizhou. "
With a creak, the wooden door on the side was pushed open, and Old Doctor Huang walked in with a calm expression and handed over the second picture album.
What is engraved on this catalog is no longer the North Sea Kun, but a golden roc rising in the wind, spanning 90,000 miles, with feathers all over its body whistling like a sword, and ink lines intertwined with the golden body. , showing a completely opposite attitude to Kunyu.
"Are these two catalogs one? Are they pictures of Kunpeng?" Xiang Ji took the catalog and suddenly thought of Kunpeng in the North Sea. This legendary creature might really exist.
From Kun to Peng, it is the change of yin and yang that blends into one, reaching a kind of balance.
"It should be said that this Kunpeng picture is part of another group of pictures. They have a common name, Xiaoyaoyou. The founder is the statue I enshrined at the beginning." Old doctor Huang's eyes were deep, and he didn't know what he had thought of. What? I sighed inexplicably.
It's a pity that if this son is willing to believe in ghosts and gods and offer incense, he doesn't need to have so many scruples and can directly become his master.
Da da.
Just as the two were talking, there were footsteps again, the door to the courtyard was pushed open again, and someone came in.
It's Ade, or Liu Xuande.
He is now very different from before. A faint golden vertical line between his eyebrows glows slightly in the sun, his earlobes appear thicker, and his arms appear to be very long as if they have been stretched in some way. It even hangs down to his knees. What's even more different are his eyes.
Those eyes were bright and full of determination, and the whole person's temperament had changed, becoming calm, tough and bright.
The kindness and kindness are still there, but they have become more wise and knowledgeable.
"Ade, no, Xuande, from now on I should call you Brother Xuande, Queen of King Jing of Zhongshan." Seeing his arrival, Xiang Ji had become different and couldn't help but feel surprised.
What had he experienced yesterday that led to such a huge change?
And when he really sensed it, he suddenly noticed a familiar aura, which slightly echoed his soul. It was... Guangwu Fragment!
really! Xiang Ji's expression condensed, and one of the twenty-eight Guangwu fragments was indeed consistent with Liu Bei's, and probably still had one-third of the dragon energy. This allowed Ade to transform, and even jumped from the level of a novice warrior to a first-class warrior. Master Guan has entered the realm of leather armor and membrane clothing.
"It is also my parents' wish to recognize my ancestors and return to my clan. It is a good thing that it came true today. In addition to my breakthrough in martial arts, it is a double blessing." Ade smiled, with some emotion in his expression.
Once upon a time, he also fantasized about the wealth of his ancestors and the aloofness of his clan, but as time passed year after year, he had long forgotten it, and his life was filled with daily necessities.
Now when it really comes true, the excitement and expectation are gone.
"I heard that you will study in Beijing and become a disciple of the great scholar Lu Zhi?"
Seeing that his friend had become Xuande, Xiang Ji was also happy for him. He thought of his experience after studying in Beijing, and that he would also come into contact with Gongsun Zan, Cao Cao and others. Through their interactions, they can be said to be the most elite group of young people in the world today. Master.
They are all famous on the Dragon and Tiger lists!
"Indeed, Brother Shanhe, why don't you do the same? With your qualifications, you will definitely be able to show your talents in Luoyang Academy, which belongs to the Zhenguo Sect. There are many experts on the Dragon and Tiger List gathered there."
"After all, I am not a member of your clan, so I have many inconveniences. I am going to travel around the world in the future. Maybe we will meet in the capital. Then don't forget to treat me to tea and drinks."
"I will never forget that Brother Shanhe and I have shared blessings and adversities together. We are already close friends. Even the ends of the world cannot stop us. When we meet again in the future, Xuande will hold a banquet to welcome my brother."
The two looked at each other and felt a lot. In a short period of time, they encountered a lot of changes, one after another, pushing them from immaturity to maturity.
Such is the way of the world.
"Hahaha, okay, brother Xuande, since you are leaving this evening, I should prepare a gift for you."
When they parted, Xiang Ji glanced to the northwest, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he wanted to do something.
The gift he prepared was not gold, silver, jewelry, or martial arts secrets, but a person who had a great impact on the world.
Taking off his head is the best gift to say goodbye to Xuande. Everything is over.
Earlier, he was wounded by county captains Wang Qian and Liu Yuanqi, and fled all the way to the northwest. There were police officers following him, so he could not escape.
Yu Hai's strength is still much weaker than that of the original head of the Hungry Wolf Village, and it was only recently that he relied on the power of the Disaster Elimination Building to reach the third level.
"Brother Shanhe, I found it. My brothers were watching it all the way. Also, this is the letter that the county magistrate asked me to bring to you."
Soon, Wang Qian brought news about Chongshan Zhong Yuhai. A head catcher had traced his traces in a deserted hill ten miles away in the northwest.
"Thank you." In an instant, Xiang Ji started to leave. He jumped out of the courtyard with a flip of his body. With one continuous step in the sky, a strong wind rose up, carrying him as he floated and glided into the distance.
Noon, noon time.
Ten miles to the northwest, the wilderness is bitterly cold and filled with mist.
Xiang Ji rushed over, walking through the inverted land one after another, with a calm expression on his face.
He opened the letter from the county magistrate. The content contained in it was very simple. It was the county magistrate telling him about the follow-up events in Langxi Village. "My friend from Shanhe, as I said at the beginning, this matter was reported to the nobles and appreciated by the master. With the promotion of the Lu family, I may have hope of promotion. I originally planned to promote you to be a county captain, and then transfer you to a nearby county to be a county magistrate. You may not be able to become a county magistrate in the future, but I am a disciple of the Lu family after all. In order to repay this kindness, he should promote some students from Fanyang Academy.
But I am not an ungrateful person. After many efforts, I changed the quota originally recommended for admission to Fanyang Academy to the quota for admission to Luoyang Academy. With the help of Lu Changan and others, I allocated an academy quota as a The academy, one of the major sects in the country, is located in the imperial city. All the students who come out of it hold official positions, and many of them are Habayashiro and close to the emperor.
Therefore, I won this quota and gave it to my little friend, just so that you can meet Adluoyang again. I wish you good luck in martial arts. "
Luoyang Academy... Xiang Ji couldn't help but feel moved after reading the letter. It just so happened that he also had a letter from far away that he wanted to send to Luoyang. This was killing two birds with one stone.
In front, there are towering peaks, which look a bit ethereal in the mist. Giant trees are towering into the sky, as thick as horned dragons, old vines are hanging down, as thick as black pythons, and there are swarms of poisonous insects, snakes and ants. There is a primitive atmosphere everywhere.
Roar! Suddenly, I heard a fierce roar in the mountains that shook the sky. It was a golden-haired giant ape, up to three feet tall, walking in the mountains, its red eyes tearing apart the sky like two magic lamps.
At the other end of the mountain, a black python that could be four feet long suddenly emerged. Its scales were shiny and its body was as long as a millstone. Wherever it passed, ancient trees and vines were crushed.
"Monsters in Lonely Mountain, this place is like Tiger Wolf Peak."
Xiang Ji looked around, without hesitation, and climbed directly up the mountain. His big cloak was blown by the strong wind, and he was carrying his body like an eagle spreading its wings as he climbed up the cliff.
His speed was very fast, and every foot he landed was like a knife poking a gap. His strength was controlled without wasting any, and he took one step at a time, even on the cliff, which was extremely stable.
Soon, he came to the mountainside, and a small handful of fire caught his attention.
Light white smoke rose, and a man with a copper bell on his back sat there, lighting a pile of dead wood and weeds to make a fire, and grilling a hare. He was squeezing a blue herb in his hand, dripping with fluorescent light. of juice to taste.
There was no need to investigate. The moment he saw the bronze bell, Xiang Ji knew that it was a bell that had crashed into the sea.
Uh-huh!
He did not make a sneak attack, nor did he use any cover. His big cloak covered the sky, and his figure fell from the sky like a curtain, landing in front of Yu Hai.
Crack! The fire made an explosive sound as the hay burned, and the flickering light of the fire made the faces of the two people flicker.
Yu Hai was also sizing him up. He had a face of fifteen or sixteen years old, an indigo cloak and a black outfit. There was a box-like protrusion on his back. He was either a sword or a sword. His big eyes and thin lips, and his knife-shaped eyebrows flew into his temples. A sense of heroism and decisiveness.
Master!
Martial arts master!
The moment Yu Hai looked into those eyes, he felt something, and a familiar name appeared in his mind. He couldn't help but squinted his eyes and said, "Fan Tiankun, Chu Shanhe!"
"Bumping the mountain bell, Yu Hai." Xiang Ji said expressionlessly. His cloak was loosened, and he threw it on the ancient branch beside him with shaking hands. His other hand had already touched the mouth of the black wooden box, and he could pull out his long cloak in an instant. knife.
The biting murderous intent mixed with the cold wind caused the burning fire to sway and extinguish in the blink of an eye.
Yu Hai stood up, lifted the big brass bell with one hand, and said clearly, "You are here to kill me."
"I'll take your head and give it to you before we leave!"
Without any nonsense, Xiang Ji approached step by step and stepped on the fire that had just been extinguished.
The two stood three steps apart, with no sign of drawing their swords or taking action.
But as time went by, a depressing atmosphere became more and more permeated in the air. Within a radius of three feet, the cold wind stopped, the grass stopped swaying, and everything seemed to be still.
The rocks are like ice, the wilderness is lonely, and the distant howling of wolves can be heard, giving a chill that penetrates the bone marrow.
call!
Silently, a bit of strong wind appeared in the center of the two people, and then spread in all directions like an undercurrent of tide.
At this moment, the two of them felt like they were in a clear lake, with the waves sparkling in the sunlight and mist, like a dream.
Zheng!
The sound of killing iron weapons burst out in an instant, Xiang Ji drew his sword out of its sheath, and the three feet of "walking on the snow in search of plum blossoms" was filled with cold light and white.
The light of the sword suddenly appeared and rushed towards his face. The surrounding area within two feet seemed to have entered the twelfth lunar month of winter. His breath could turn into ice, which made Yu Haidu look a little solemn. He already clapped one hand towards the big clock.
clang!
The sound of the bell was melodious and distant, and when struck by the force of the sinews, bows and veins, it made a killing sound like a rupture. It had the ability to penetrate metal and stone. With a bang, the bell body rose up and blocked the blade.
Ding~~ there was a crisp sound, the swords and clocks clashed, and cracks appeared as soon as they met, and a thin crack appeared on the surface of the huge brass clock.
"A hundred-refined weapon? A one-inch sword!"
Yu Hai's expression changed slightly, and he suffered a big loss with his weapons. In such a fight, his big bell would be scrapped and cut open in less than three moves. Then he would face a swordsman ranked among the dragons and tigers with bare hands. Being a Taoist master is definitely not a good thing.
As soon as he thought of this, he circulated the giant spirit's blood energy, and his body suddenly swelled. The big tendons were stretched like bow strings, and his strength soared. He directly pushed the big bell to push open the plum-seeking knife, and even danced with his arms. The big bell whipped up strong winds and stirred the grass forward, forcing Xiang Ji to slash with his sword and break through the obstacles.
And when the long knife split the mist, a nine-foot giant man with a body like an iron tower rushed out. Yu Hai's veins were bulging like lines, and his body was flowing with dark brilliance. It was obvious that he had practiced a skill belonging to the disaster relief building. Physical training and martial arts,
With a bang, the big bell turned sideways, and the mouth of the bell was facing Xiang Ji. Then Yu Hai shot out like an arrow from the string, and slammed into the bell wall like an iron mountain, pushing it forward. In an instant, he was in front of Xiang Ji.
In an instant, the giant spirit pushed the mountain, the big brass bell fell like a dark golden mountain, and a large amount of energy poured out and sprayed out. This power was earth-shattering.
Hit the mountain bell!
This is the origin of his name. There is only a wrong name, not a wrong nickname.
"Okay, if you die by this sword, you won't be considered an unknown ghost. The Yangtze River has three waves!"
Xiang Ji's eyes turned cold, and he put on a knife-breaking stance, with the tiger's mouth facing upwards, and the tip of the knife forward and at the same level as his chest; he pressed the knife on the inside of his right wrist with his left palm, looked in front of the knife, and followed him to step forward with his left foot, toes outside. Leaning, holding the knife in his right hand, he dropped it to the ground. After taking three steps in a row, he held the handle of the knife and stabbed it forward with an internal rotation. With a flick of his wrist, the muscles were like thunder, and the force penetrated the tip of the knife. The tip of the Xunmei Knife suddenly condensed. An inch of dark edge cut the air with a sizzling sound as soon as it appeared, and the cold wind dispersed.
The sharp edge of the sword is refined hundreds of times, and once the sword is struck, there will be no regrets!
bass!
The next moment, he raised the blade three feet above his head and turned it violently, twisting the blade and slashing it down. Following the twist and turn, the force was stacked in three layers, making three sounds in an instant, causing the frost, grass and rocks around him to rise high, and sparks to fly.
One knife! One knife! Another knife! Spring thunderstorm!
The killing move of the Purple Thunder Sword Technique suddenly appeared. Xiang Ji's long sword turned from bottom to top, then downward. The power of the sword was surging, and the edge was surging. Within two feet, there were rolling waves of the North Ming Dynasty, and it seemed that it broke out to tear the heaven and the earth. of tsunami.
The edge of the sword and the spiritual martial arts! Two killing moves appeared in a row, and even Yu Hai was a little frightened. The air within two feet nearby became thicker, and a series of illusory waves merged into the black sea, and appeared behind Xiang Ji, with great momentum.
Boom!
The tsunami rushed in, swallowing up everything, the dull thunder bursts, the early spring was frightened, and the terrifying blow broke the brass bell in one encounter. This strange weapon that Yu Hai was famous for came to an end today, and it was impossible to withstand it.
Hit the mountain! Hit the mountain! The devil ape hits the mountain! Yu Hai shouted loudly and rushed out from the fragments of the weapon. He did not admit defeat. Instead, his momentum climbed up and kept rising. His fists moved up and forward, wild and heavy, as if Xiang Ji was treating Xiang Ji as a mountain blocking the road, and he slammed into it. Come and destroy all obstacles!
bass! The long sword rises again, this is the second wave of the three waves of the Yangtze River! It’s still the spring thunderstorm!
With a bang, a strong storm arose, and both figures turned upside down and retreated. They took nine steps in a row before stopping, leaving two long traces in the snow.
"Jiang died without merit. He was not unjust." Yu Hai felt cold in his heart. Bloody gashes appeared on his palms at some point, and the bones were clearly visible. Three inches of skin were directly cut and exploded, unable to withstand the power of swordsmanship and weapons.
Boom! Xiang Ji let out a long breath, and a large pit an inch deep opened under his feet. He used Kunshan Jin to share 30% of the force of the blow he hit the mountain, and then used Thunder Jin to cooperate with three waves, and he suffered the most damage. Naturally, there are not many, and they are dissolved by the body of King Ming.
"One last stab and I'll send you on your way."
Putting down his words, he stepped forward, and the giant spirit drew blood, and his body also swelled to a height of nine feet. The king of Ming Dynasty engraved on his back opened his eyes and breathed fire, and a layer of dark yin fire suddenly spread on his body surface. Entering the dark world, crossing the sky and crossing the sea!
Wow! The waves are cascading, and a Kun fish jumps into the blade, carrying the three waves to the end, the sword falls from the sky, and the spring thunder breaks out!
Facing this blow, Yu Hai felt a sense of despair. He had clearly broken through three levels in recent days, so why was he still defeated? He may even be defeated and die!
Is this the person on the Dragon and Tiger list?
If each one is taken out, it can kill three old levels and look down on one county?
Unfortunately, no one can answer his questions, not even the dead Canglang Xiaoyue Jiang Wugong.
First injured by the county captain Wang Qian, and then defeated by Fan Tiankun, Yu Hai was in a state of confusion and had lost all control. When he raised his palm to fight, the blade was already in front of him.
puff!
The long knife cuts through the air, the cold wind suddenly rises, and the thunder only lasts for a moment.
There was no extra possibility, and there was no reversal. The Xunmei Sword cut directly through Yu Hai's neck, and the force penetrated his body and shattered his internal organs. There was no way to survive.
And his palms hadn't even grasped the blade, missing it by half an inch.
"I'm not willing to give in! How can I die in obscurity in a barren mountain after working hard and losing everything to become a doorman of a disaster relief building?!"
Yu Haikou vomited blood, but still gritted his teeth and growled unwillingly.
There was hatred and anger in his heart, and he didn't even understand why Fan Tiankun wanted to kill him?
There is no grudge between the two parties at all.
"Whether I am willing to accept it or not, or whether I have old grudges or not, what does it have to do with me?
I'm here just to kill you, just because you hurt Ade, that's all. "
Xiang Ji had no intention of listening, and he was too lazy to care about any grudges. He only came to kill people.
bass!
The next moment, he raised the knife and lowered his hand. Yu Hai's head had been chopped off by him. He hung it directly on the half-broken bell and lifted it into his hand.
"The token of the Disaster Relief Building, and... the secret message from Changsha County, and the poison mark of the Wuxi Barbarians?"
Xiang Ji searched for the corpses and suddenly found that Yu Hai still carried news about the disaster relief building. It was a message sent from the stronghold of Changsha County. Only because he had recently become a three-pass martial arts master, he had the opportunity to seize this credit and escort To other strongholds.
There are many Wuxi barbarians in Changsha County and Wuling County. It is said that the warriors there are proficient in cultivating poisons and controlling beasts, and their use of poison is unparalleled in the world. There are also countless masters. Different from other areas, there is only one governor stationed there. , a small number of troops and horses, it is difficult to affect the local forces.
"That's all. We already have a deep grudge against the Disaster Control Building, and this is not the difference."
Xiang Ji shook his head, put away the secret letter, and prepared to hand it over to the county magistrate and his old enemy in the Disaster Relief Building, leaving Lu's Academy to deal with the headache.
At the same time, a carriage from Zhuo County had stopped at the gate of Lousang Village.
The person driving the car was a servant of the Liu family. Liu Derang and Liu Yuanqi arrived together to welcome Liu Xuande to study in Beijing.
But at this moment, Prince Jing of Zhongshan did not mount his horse, but stood at the entrance of the village, looking far to the northwest on the loess road where they first met.
There, the sun sets in the west, and the mottled afterglow falls on the earth, making it gorgeous.
He is waiting for someone.
Wait a minute, friend.
Liu Derang didn't interrupt, Liu Yuanqi didn't urge him, they just watched quietly.
wait.
Finally, in the afterglow of the setting sun, a long shadow appeared, moving from far to near, approaching everyone.
It was a young man wearing an indigo cloak, walking towards him with the red sun on his back. In front of him was the smoke from Lousang Village, and behind him was the north wind and the setting sun.
In the red clouds of the sky, a head appeared in his hand, a head connected to a broken copper bell.
Hit the mountain bell and hit the sea!
Ade smiled, pure and simple, just like when they first met, just like before.
Everyone looked at the head and the bronze bell, but their hearts couldn't help but tremble. That was the head of the Sanguan martial artist!
Ad's enemy, the sect member of the Disaster Control Building, and the Sanguan martial artist hit the head of the mountain bell! He was actually beheaded and brought back like this?
As the sun sets in the west, I sweep ten miles with one sword and return with my head lifted to see my friends off!
Outside the town, the cold wind was biting and the dead trees were swaying.
The sun is setting on the ancient road, and the horses are neighing with their heads high.
Two figures stood there, and the ground was covered with silver.
"Brother Xuande, it's going to be windy and rainy here, take care!"
Xiang Ji pressed down his bamboo hat, tied the black wooden box behind his back, put on his big cloak and shawl, and handed over the head.
"Brother Shanhe, the road to the rivers and lakes is long, you, go slowly!"
Ad, Liu Xuande, he took the head, kowtowed three times in the direction of his mother in the village, took a deep look at Xiang Ji, cupped his hands and said goodbye, crossed his legs, and the horse galloped up, then disappeared in the smoke.
As the sun sets in the west, the horse chases the dust.
Xiang Ji quietly watched him go away, until even the smoke and dust were no longer visible, he pressed his bamboo hat, smiled slightly, got on the horse brought by the county captain, and disappeared in the smoke and sunset. on the horizon.
There are close friends in the sea, and there are neighbors in the world.
