The west gate of Sichuan City also suffered the same fate following the rain of talismans at the south gate. If ordinary human soldiers did not form a military formation, there would be no way to resist such sudden chaos from the sky. They could only shoot a few random arrows into the sky in vain, which would not help at all. Even on weekdays, In their eyes, the hundred generals and princes, who were so strong that they were almost inhuman, could only hold on in such a situation. Those who were less lucky would be torn into rags on the ground like them.
There are few exceptions. After completing the city gate offensive, the sword-wielding monks from Tingfeng Pavilion did not stop, nor did they pay attention to the people still alive in the mess below. Under the leadership of the leader Jianguang, they returned to their nest and returned to the sky above Sichuan City. Xuanwu flying boat.
During the entire attack, no sword was lost. On the other side, in the golden light of the Xuanwu flying boat's dragon head, the two powerful men seemed to be still confronting each other in the air.
One of them stood in the air with his hands behind his back, his long hair flowing, and he seemed to be smiling but not smiling. His whole body was motionless, but it gave people the feeling of being as heavy as a mountain. His whole body was in perfect harmony, with no flaws visible. He was the palm of Tingfeng Pavilion. The doorbell sounds soothing at night.
The other person is an old man with white beard and hair, and a kind-faced face. He has one foot forward, his center of gravity is behind him, one hand is making secrets, and the other is pointing down. Two flying swords, one heavy and one light, are wrapped in blue sword energy, surrounded by elves. Fly with him.
Zhong Shu didn't move at night, and neither did the old man. The stalemate continued like this until the Xuanwu Flying Boat almost flew over the City Lord's Mansion, the core of Sichuan City, and Zhong Shuye finally spoke,
"Why, are you really not even going to hand out a sword?" The old man's defensive posture did not waver at all, he just smiled softly and said,
"Since Master Zhong has taken action personally, the result will be the same if I hand out a sword or not," Zhong Shuye looked down, then turned to look to the east, with a casual attitude.
"Most of Sichuan City has been controlled by the Li Army. Why don't you think about how to escape?" the old man said with a smile.
"Master Zhong is joking. Since I am staying in Sichuan City today, I have never thought of leaving."
"Oh?" Zhong Shuye glanced sideways at the old man, the corners of his mouth sank slightly,
"Did Yun Bailou ask you to stay in Sichuan City?"
"That's not true, it was left by the old man himself," the old man looked at the Xuanwu flying boat behind Zhong Shuye, and looked at the Tingfeng Pavilion disciples on it, with a little envy in his eyes.
"The kid from Bailou said that because of some misunderstanding, Master Zhong had a grudge, and wanted to use this Sichuan City to calm Master Zhong's anger. The old man thought, what if this Sichuan City is not enough? Since it belongs to his family The child made a mistake first, then I, the elder, should come out and apologize for him. If Master Zhong is still angry, I will take the old man's life... too." He He looked at Zhong Shuye and smiled,
"Oh, I forgot to mention that the old man's surname is Yun and his given name is Fu Yu." Zhong Shuye stared at the old man's smiling face and said nothing for a long time. After a long time, he said in a deep voice,
"The mistakes Yun Bailou made cannot be rectified by a Sichuan city or your life. Some mistakes will be forgiven unless you apologize." The old man shook his head slowly,
"Master Zhong, you are not young anymore, why do you say these childish words? You should know that in this world, everything can be clearly marked with a price, it just depends on the price, there are no exceptions," he said Xiang Zhong Shuye had an ugly face,
"Of course, you don't have to believe it, just like the head of the Tiantai Sect more than three hundred years ago, but the price of not believing is sometimes much higher than believing..." Zhong Shuye's eyes widened. As soon as he squinted, the golden light burst out, and the golden ball of light seemed to turn into substance. The pressure as heavy as a mountain bent the old man's back, but it could not wipe away the smile on his face.
Zhong Shuye said in a calm voice,
"You also know a lot of things..."
"You know...you know a little bit," the old man pushed himself up with some difficulty. After laughing for a while, he showed a look of reminiscence.
"More than three hundred years ago, the Yan family in Anling had several ambitious young eunuchs. They all set their sights on the mouth of the Ning River and tried every means to 'buy' it from Guangjun. That Hannan City is nothing. As long as the Yun family doesn't sell it, even Emperor Dading can't do anything to Hannan City, but... the head of the Tiantai Sect came forward."
"Isn't it ridiculous? As the first sect on the mountain in Southwest Hanzhou at that time, the Tiantai Sect, which was known as a secluded spiritual practice, got involved in the affairs between the princes at the foot of the mountain," the old man sneered.
"The prefect of the Yun family told the head of the Tiantai Sect that he could pay for peace and ask the Tiantai Sect to let the Yun family go, but the head refused the Yun family's kindness and said that some things cannot be bought and sold, just like this moment. Master Zhong... The prefect of the Yun family at that time told him what I just said, everything in this world can be clearly priced..." Zhong Shu Ye's voice sank to the bottom, and he stared at the old man in front of him with murderous intent.
"Aren't you afraid that I will go east and kill all the young people named Yun in your Guang County?!" The old man laughed as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world, and then suddenly stopped and looked at Zhong Shuye's face. There is also a deep murderous intent in both eyes,
"Do you think the lives of everyone in Tingfeng Pavilion are much more valuable than the lives of everyone in Tiantai Sect?!!" He gritted his teeth and resisted the pressure brought by the golden light balls around him, straightening his upper body.
"Zhong Shuye, let's not talk about whether you have the ability to kill all the descendants of the Yun family, but as long as you have this idea, your daughter will die immediately, and all the disciples of Tingfeng Pavilion will have a hanging on their heads. Valuable figures include your wife and disciples, everyone. Practitioners in the world who are short of money and resources can smash your shops anytime, anywhere, steal your wealth, and then come to me with the heads of Tingfeng Pavilion disciples. The county received the reward, even..." He looked at Zhong Shuye and smiled,
"I heard that Master Zhong took a group of disciples to stay at Danyang Peak... It's a good place, hahahaha..." Zhong Shuye responded silently.
After a while, the old man finally laughed enough. He raised a hand to wipe the tears from the corner of his eyes, straightened his expression, and became the kind-hearted old man again.
"Master Zhong, I used to be as naive as you. I left Guangjun and gave up everything. I thought that one day I would become the Third Realm and be free and at ease from now on, only then could I become a true master," he laughed at himself.
"But it wasn't until the end that I understood why they said that power is always only in the world under the mountain..."
"Chuancheng, I give it to you. Just treat it as a congratulatory gift from me, Yunshi, to Tingfeng Pavilion for joining Lijun. But both you and that young kid from Licheng should understand what is enough," the old man moved a little. His neck and wrists once again assumed the previous posture of kneading with one hand and pointing down with the other. He looked at Zhong Shuye solemnly and said lightly,
"Now, let me see...the power of the Mingling Realm!" The old man stared at Zhong Shuye, but the corners of his mouth tilted up slightly involuntarily.
Because out of the corner of his eye, he could clearly see the hesitation and timidity of the Tingfeng Pavilion disciples on the Xuanwu Flying Boat.
However, the next moment he relaxed, his eyes suddenly widened. Because he saw his... headless back...
