The Changhe Taoist has been less and less like before recently, a short-tempered martial artist. On the contrary, he really looks like an old Taoist priest, maybe he is really old, and Wang Cheng chattered a lot about the things of the year, and the emotions between his expressions were very complicated, there was anger, nostalgia, sadness, but there was no trace of regret.

Wang Cheng has always been a quiet listener, learning about some of the grievances between Wusheng Mountain and Daxue Mountain back then. The Taoist priest of Changhe kept talking for more than an hour, and then the master and apprentice fell asleep separately, sleeping on both sides of the fire.

When Wang Cheng and his master were sleeping, they were not at peace on another mountain.

Buhe hurriedly took Amur back to his mountain with a black face, and as soon as he stepped through the gate, he slapped Amur in the face.

Syllable!

Buhe's slap was angry, and the force was definitely not small, and he spun Amur in a circle, and spit out a large mouthful of blood.

However, Amur just stood there with his head bowed, without any anger or shock, and his expression was calm, apparently accustomed to such treatment.

Buhe has always been extremely strict with his disciples, and if he is a little unhappy, he is a combination of fists and feet, and the warriors of the three mountains of the Great Snow Mountain know it.

Several core disciples of Amur and Aydin-san were beaten by him from childhood to adulthood.

"Rubbish!"

Buhe glared at Amur fiercely, and shouted in a deep voice: "Then Wang Cheng has only been practicing martial arts for half a year, how much strength can he have?"

Amur still kept his head down and didn't speak, knowing that the more he argued, the more miserable he would become, although he knew that Wang Cheng's strength could not be measured by time, but it was obvious that the current Buhe would not accept any explanation. To lose is to lose.

Bucher walked back and forth in the middle clearing. Every step is extremely strong. Leaving clear footprints on the ground, venting his anger, he said in a deep voice: "How is Aydin-san?"

Amur said in a low voice: "Senior brother is still recuperating from his injuries. ”

"Tell him to come to me. ”

Bucher said in a low tone, his eyes flashing with a fierce light.

Ai Ding San not only lost to Wang Cheng, but also lost the sweat and blood BMW that he passed to Ai Ding Sang. Even if he doesn't want to rob it now, it is impossible to snatch it out of the hands of the Changhe Daoist.

It's a lost glory and legacy.

If Buhe loses his sweat and blood BMW, it can be said that he has lost the orthodox qualification of Daxue Mountain, and he will be half shorter when facing Agula and Muren in the future.

Amur did not move. said: "Senior brother is injured and wants to rest well......

He knew that Aydin-san would definitely not end well when he came, so he didn't want to call it.

However, Buhe immediately stepped in front of Amur, and unceremoniously slapped Amur to the ground, shouting: "I asked you to call him over, you don't understand my words?"

Amur got up from the ground, his body trembled, and he did not dare to continue to disobey Bucher's words. Then he nodded, and hurriedly turned around and ran out to call Aydin-san.

Less than ten minutes. Amur and Aydin-san walked in together.

Buhe was also polite, even if Aydin-san was his most outstanding disciple, he came up and slapped Amur in front of him, knocking Adin-san's strong body to the ground, and then a large mouthful of blood mixed with a tooth spilled on the ground. Buhe scolded loudly: "Idiot, waste, idiot, who let you act without permission to intercept Changhe and Wang Cheng?"

Edin-san struggled to his feet, without speaking, that is, standing there with his head down.

Bucher came up and kicked him again, kicking Edin San to the ground.

Edin San snorted and spat out another mouthful of blood, but he still got up immediately, standing there with his waist straight.

Syllable!

Bucher slapped him to the ground again.

Ai Ding San's already fat cheeks were even more swollen, but he still got up and stood straight.

Bang!

Bang......

Bang............

Bucher came up with punches and kicks, knocking Edin San to the ground again and again.

In the end, Edinsan still stood very firmly in front of Bucher, even if his nose was blue and his face was swollen, even if his body was sore, even if his feet were almost unconscious, but he still had to stand.

Amur stood behind and didn't dare to make a sound, afraid that Buhe would vent his anger on himself, and at the same time looked at the figure of Aydin-san with some admiration and sympathy, more helplessness.

After fighting for more than half an hour, Buhe was also a little tired, and he was almost able to vent, and waved his hand with a cold face: "Okay, you all go down." ”

Neither Adin-san nor Amur spoke, but turned and left together.

Walking out of Buhe's residence halfway up the mountain, the brothers and sisters walked towards another house at the bottom of the mountain.

Amur hugged Aydin-san and whispered, "Aydin, how do you feel?"

Ai Ding San walked slowly step by step, his originally somewhat hideous face looked unusually calm at the moment, and nodded: "It's okay." ”

Amur sighed and sighed: "The master's temper is getting worse and worse. ”

is getting older and older, and seeing that there is no chance to unify the Great Snow Mountain, Buhe's anger is also getting bigger and bigger.

A hint of hatred flashed in Edinsan's eyes, but it was fleeting, he just hummed, did not speak, and then pushed Amur away, walked to the other side, and said, "You go back first, I'll go over there and have a look." ”

Amur's eyes were stunned for a moment, and then he shook his head helplessly: "You go, I'll go back to sleep first." ”

In that direction, there is a cemetery.

Edin-san's parents are buried there.

The three masters of the Great Snow Mountain presided over three mountains, and under each mountain there was a group of Mongolian herdsmen who followed. Ten years ago, Edin Sang's parents were herders who followed Buhe, and ten years ago he was humiliated by a mistake in a hunting trip with two other mountains, so he became angry and did not hold his strength, severely injuring the husband and wife, and both died a month later.

Since then, Aydin-san has become silent, showing no emotion, just practicing harder. However, because his comprehension was bruised, he failed to defeat Agoura's disciple Batu, and he was still only the second youngest master in the Great Snow Mountain.

His goal is to get first. Then quickly improve the strength. Revenge can be taken in the future!

Sit in front of your parents' tombstones. His eyes were full of hatred, and his sturdy body looked very thin at the moment, and occasionally trembled slightly.

………………

It's just getting dark.

Wang Cheng automatically opened his eyes, and the pure yang reincarnation in his heart was integrated into every part of his body, and the body's work and rest time automatically followed the laws of heaven and earth. At the same time, when he was lying on the ground and sleeping, he was particularly sensitive to the pulse of the earth, and when the earth warmed up, it was the intersection of heaven and earth. When the morning sun is rising.

Seeing that the master was still lying there with his eyes closed, Wang Cheng didn't wake up the master, knowing that the master was also tired recently. So he just threw a few pieces of charcoal in the still burning fire, washed his face in a stream that flowed down from the door to the door, and went out.

It's winter at the moment.

Halfway up the mountain, it's snow-white. At the same time, there are the yurts that live at the foot of the mountain and in the valley, and the brick and stone houses, and the piles of black bonfires that are left over from last night's party.

At the foot of the hill on the other side is a field of cattle and sheep locked up by a fence, divided by herds. Densely packed and extremely numerous.

Call............

He took a long breath.

Wang Cheng felt extremely refreshed. A chill permeated the qi and blood of the whole body, and his spirit was concentrated a lot again, looking at the living area below, he muttered in a low voice: "I don't know if they understand the outside world." ”

The outside world has long entered the era of information technology, but there is no water and electricity here, and it is still a relatively primitive life.

I don't know, do these herdsmen who have lived with the snowy mountains for generations know about television, telephone, and computers?

"They don't understand!"

A clear voice came from the mountain road into Wang Cheng's ears, and the sound was as crisp and cold as a stream left from the mountain.

Wang Cheng's gaze instantly looked over and saw a figure walking up from the mountain road.

It was Baye, who was defeated at his hands yesterday and drunk with him.

Baye's arms were still wrapped in bandages, and he was wearing very ordinary linen clothes, but his hair was white, his head was full of small braids, and there were water stains on his face, which could be seen that he had just washed his face. She walked along the mountain road step by step, came to Wang Cheng's face, looked at Wang Cheng with a pair of energetic eyes, without the slightest sign of being a loser, her angular cheeks were full of heroism, and then turned her head to look at the herdsmen below who were already out of the house, and also whispered: "Many of them have never left the Daxue Mountain in their lives." ”

Wang Cheng frowned slightly, and sure enough, it was about the same as he thought, and asked in a low voice, "What about you?"

Baye's gaze looked into the distance and said softly, "I've been there." When I was a child, my parents told me that we must go outside to live when we have the opportunity, the outside world is very exciting, and we should not live in this place, disconnect from the whole world, and become an alternative group of people. ”

"That's what your master thinks too?"

Wang Cheng asked again.

Baye shook his head and said very calmly: "I don't know, I don't dare to tell the master." I went outside once, and was punished by my master for being grounded for three years and not being able to go out of the mountain. ”

"Aren't we pitiful? ”

Baye looked at Wang Cheng and asked rhetorically, with some sadness in the depths of his eyes.

Wang Cheng was noncommittal, did not answer, turned around and walked along the mountain road to the top of the mountain, looking at the mountain was also covered with snow, and said as he walked: "You can choose." ”

A wry smile appeared at the corner of Baye's mouth, and he said, "On the surface, we can all choose, but we can't choose. Only Batu, a disciple of the master, went out alone, living a dangerous life that did not know tomorrow. ”

"You can mention it too. ”

Wang Cheng suggested.

Baye shook his head and said, "Impossible, my master will not allow it, and neither will the master and the second master uncle." They say that this is the tradition of the Great Snow Mountain, and all of us are the people of the Great Snow Mountain, and we can only live in the territory of the Great Snow Mountain, and whoever goes out is a traitor and will be hunted down by the Great Snow Mountain endlessly. ”

Wang Cheng didn't expect that Daxue Mountain still had such a harsh tradition, and he didn't know what to say at the moment, after all, it was the other party's own business. He is a disciple of Martial Saint Mountain, and he is the enemy of Daxue Mountain, so it is impossible for him to help Baye speak, let alone take Baye out of here......

Wang Cheng didn't speak, and Baye also fell silent, and the two kept a harmonious silence and walked towards the top of the mountain together.

This mountain is not the largest of the three peaks, but it is the highest, at least a kilometer above sea level.

Wang Cheng and Baye's feet are not comparable to ordinary people, and the inner family cultivation is profound, and the speed of climbing the mountain is very fast, and when they climb to the top of the mountain, the sun in the east has not completely climbed out of the horizon.

On the top of the hill there is a semicircular house made of stone, with only a stone table and two stone benches, and a ring of windows around it, so that you can clearly see the outside scene.

However, neither of them entered the house.

Wang Cheng stood on the edge of the top of the mountain, looked at the endless snow white under the mountain, pointed to the south, and said, "Walk three thousand kilometers to the south, and you can reach Wusheng Mountain." ”

Baye looked at the sun, squinted his eyes slightly, took a deep breath, every time he exhaled and inhaled, it was extremely thorough and deep, and the muscles of his whole body trembled, this is an extremely profound inner breathing method. She whispered, "My master has always told me that Martial Saint Mountain is our mortal enemy, and our goal in life is to destroy Martial Saint Mountain one day. ”

In this regard, Wang Cheng was not surprised, and Taoist priest Changhe often told him that Daxue Mountain was his old enemy, and the two sides could not coexist.

However, in reality, it has been passed down from generation to generation.

By their generation, the concept of hatred has become very indifferent, and it is more of an obsession passed down from their elders......

Just hostility for the sake of hostility.

If one party compromises, it is possible to coexist.

It's just that it is clear that neither side will compromise.

Wang Cheng smiled, sat on a stone, and breathed the earth between his breaths, his body seemed to be integrated with the stone and the entire mountain, and said softly: "You should not be my opponent in this life." ”

Baye's face was expressionless, and he nodded: "I know, so I won't have a chance to leave here in my life." ”

Wang Cheng was speechless, he was really helpless about the rules of the Great Snow Mountain.

This is simply an anti-human rule, forcing everyone to live a primitive tribal life and be ignorant of the outside world.

Perhaps, only the three masters of Agoura, Buhe, and Muren know the outside world best, and should also participate in the policy decisions of the entire Mongolian country.

Perhaps, when Baye takes over Muren's position in the future, it will be the same, and she may continue Muren's so-called rules, still requiring her subordinates and tribes not to go out to contact the outside society.

seemed to know what Wang Cheng was thinking.

Baye said in an affirmative tone: "I am different from my master, if one day I can make a decision, I will let all my relatives and clansmen leave here." ”

A gleam flashed in Wang Cheng's eyes, and he said softly: "Come here, I'll show you the injury, I was merciful to you yesterday." ”

Baye nodded, turned his head to look directly at Wang Cheng, and said solemnly: "I know, I am not your opponent. I heard that your medical skills are amazing, and you are not afraid that if you cure me, I will kill you?"

Wang Cheng smiled faintly and said confidently: "I said that you are not my opponent in your life. Besides, how do you know I'm trying to heal you? Aren't you afraid I'm going to deliberately make your injuries worse?"

Baye didn't speak, but just approached Wang Cheng and handed his injured arm to Wang Cheng, showing that he was not afraid with his actions. (To be continued.) )