How could there have been peace in the east of the beacon fire.

The date of the battle between the Seven Prefectures and the Great Yan Empire was set, and even if the siege of the confrontation between the two armies gradually turned into a rainy day of deployment of troops and a silent and covert contest, the rivers and lakes of Nuoda could be seen bloody from time to time. There is the bloodshed of soldiers and thieves under the chaos of war. There are also several high mountains in the rivers and lakes, and the bloodshed of the soldiers is not bloody.

For several days, I saw the corpses and bones flowing all over the field and the blood flowed into the river, stepping on the old rivers and lakes of Qingshan, Luo Changfeng, who was floating with the wind, had no clue, I don't know if Xue'er is returning, I don't know if she is still in exile, and I don't know where I should go. After thinking about it, he still planned to return to the gate of the Bailou in Dayan first to find out if Xue'er returned to Yandu safely and then find another plan.

A secluded mountain road is rooted in an unsuitable wine shop.

Such a restaurant that is not a city or a town and cannot seek stability often earns a low-profit business. Pedestrians rest, Jianghu people stay for a short time and it is difficult to have repeat customers, so they are all fresh faces for the shopkeeper.

Tie the BMW horse presented by Jiang Manlou to the flagpole outside the wine store, and Luo Changfeng walked in.

The liquor store is not small.

Roughly looking around, there are fishing woods in the mountains and wilderness, there are people who have come to this place, there are scholars who deliberately lower their voices to point out the country, there are casual cultivators who walk the rivers and lakes in simple clothes, and the two people in special brocade clothes are sitting by the window, and the slender figure has its own extraordinary heroic woman with her back to Luo Changfeng, and the latter can't see her face.

However, Luo Changfeng relied on his ears and eyes to hear the accents of the two people vaguely, not like people from the Dayan Empire.

The well water in the liquor store does not interfere with the river water.

The scholars talked about the battle of Dingding after the beginning of spring, the wandering cultivators drank and sandwiched beef by themselves, and the people who were in distress were relatively silent, and no one noticed that Luo Changfeng, who had a silver fox face, entered the inn.

Randomly picked a table with no one, and Luo Changfeng called Xiao Er to ask for a bowl of Yangchun noodles.

I learned from Xiao Er's mouth that the Red Leaf Mountain here does not belong to the territory of the Yan Empire, strictly speaking, it is a blind spot in the Seven Prefectures and the Great Yan Empire's domination of Tiandong. Just because there is a mountain temple with red leaves blooming all year round more than ten miles away, the terroir of the mountains within a radius of 20 miles is called Red Leaf Mountain, and the local customs are just that. As for the twenty miles away, except for a few small towns that were still lively, behind a desert, there were the mountains of the Two Realms that beasts, birds, and pedestrians did not want to enter one more step.

I heard that Luo Changfeng of the Buddhist Temple was a little curious.

The broken world of the Buddha Gate in the Tianxi Mirror is a well-known thing in the rivers and lakes, and the Western Lingshan is the ancestral court of the Buddha Gate, and it is very rare to enter the WTO. Although not long ago Kunlun Mountain Huanhua washed the sword, there was a monk holding a golden lotus from the West to preach, perhaps along the way in the Buddhist believers multiplied, but in this six-character door prevailing rivers and lakes, still rarely heard about the Buddha family, let alone temples and temples.

I never thought that there was a red leaf temple on the red leaf mountain at my feet, which is also a strange sight.

Speaking of which, the 36-character lotus life recipe of the Sichuan character door has an unspeakable fate with the Buddha of the Buddha family, and the butcher's knife obtained by the ancestor of Bodhi in the past is also the cause and effect of meeting the Buddha's good fate.

Therefore, for Buddhism, Luo Changfeng can't talk about much good and evil, and even has a little sense of closeness.

After thinking about it, Luo Changfeng heard a bowl of spirits on the table next to him and said with emotion: "The world is really getting more and more chaotic. ”

The Jianghu people at the same table poured wine and touched the bowls, and drank it all: "No! I heard that the decisive battle between the Dayan Empire and the Seven Prefectures will be decided in the spring of next year." Becoming a king and defeating a king, I don't know what the pattern of Tiandong will become. ”

"The grievances between the Seven States Domain and the Great Yan Empire really have no reason if you think about it, and this war is somehow full of smoke. Tiandong has a war in Tiandong, and there are constant grievances between those top wealthy families who dominate the world. Recently, I heard that the Demon Gate and the Emperor Alliance, which had awakened in the Two Realms Mountain, began to fight each other again, and I am afraid that if the grievances are brought up again, there will inevitably be a catastrophe between good and evil. ”

"Oh, why?"

"Have you heard of the disappearance case that caused a lot of noise in the rivers and lakes decades ago?"

"Is it the remnants of the Demon Gate who secretly captured the children, and finally was smashed by the major orthodox unification to destroy the conspiracy?"

The flames of war spread to the scattered cultivators who were wandering around, and they didn't know if they were afraid that this place was not far from the two realms of the mountains, so they deliberately approached and lowered their voices.

Hearing the next door talking about the Demon Gate and the Emperor Alliance, Luo Changfeng couldn't help but turn sideways and listen quietly.

"No, it is rumored that the Demon Gate Master named Chongyang has a dialogue with the Imperial Alliance, and is willing to accept the confrontation and reveal that the widespread disappearance case decades ago has nothing to do with the Demon Gate!"

"What? Not the remnants of the Demon Gate?"

"It is said that it is the unsightly deed that the Imperial League secretly did, and it was planted to blame the Demon Gate!"

Although at this glance, it seemed that several Jianghu people who were cultivating the word door had their voices very low, for fear of attracting death. But it was still a success that attracted the attention of many people.

At that table, I don't know if I want to join the Seven States Domain or Dayan as a scholar and strategist, I also closed my mouth with interest, and listened silently to this old case that had been buried for decades and was rediscovered.

There was a slight shock on each other's faces.

"And the young Demon Gate Master bluntly said that the Emperor of the Emperor Alliance has entered the Demon Dao, and he has been cultivating the Demon Punishment Heaven for a long time, not only has he injured the Lord of the Wuxiang Dao Sect of the Bodhi Academy, but the statue of the god who went down the mountain in Tiandong not long ago is also in the hands of the demon pretended to be the Emperor Yutian, and his whereabouts are unknown......"

A scholar with a jade pendant hanging from his waist snorted coldly after hearing this, and stood up.

He was born in the Bodhi Academy.

Although there were no new protégés in the Sichuan Sect at that time, and it was very rare to see the true face of the Wuxiang Dao Sect, as a student of the academy, he heard that the incurable injury suffered by the Wuxiang Dao Sect was actually from the hands of Emperor Yutian...... How can such a conspiracy and intrigue be tolerated by the Imperial Alliance?

The companion at the same table, who had not been admitted to the academy for several years without knowing how hard to study the sage books for several years, glanced cautiously around, pulled his best personal friend, and secretly left a little money, and dragged the disciple who should be called a senior brother according to the order of admission Luo Changfeng, and went out together.

The remaining table of deciduous duckweed, the rootless rivers and lakes did not know it, so his heart trembled and he was at a loss.

Luo Changfeng, who had a silver fox face, also frowned secretly.

Although there is little understanding of Chongyang's origins, the time of his colleagues in the academy convinced Luo Changfeng that Chongyang would not spread rumors without evidence.

The injury suffered by the teacher at the beginning is absolutely inseparable from the Emperor Yutian.

......

Jianghu Sanxiu, who was shocked by Peiyu's scholar's case, lowered his head stupidly, poured himself a bottle of wine, and glanced around secretly with those thief eyes, and found that there was nothing unusual in the wine shop, so he was a little relieved.

After all, the Two Realms Mountain Range was dozens of miles away.

If he met someone in the Demon Gate, even if he had ten lives, he wouldn't dare to chew his tongue like this.

It's just that the topic is open, and he can't pour beans into the bamboo tube to say it all, not to mention that he can't help but be curious when he listens, but he himself is also aggrieved.

The companion asked in a low voice, "How did the Emperor Yutian get into the enchantment?"

I saw that the two of them got together and said in an extremely small voice: "It is rumored by the Demon Gate that Emperor Yutian has obtained one of the seven Heavenly Maps of the 100,000 Soldiers Demon Map!"