There is an ancient poet Yun: "Who will lean on the sword of the sky and cut out the peak of the sky." The water is rushing back, and the mountains are facing each other. The trees are sticky and green, and the cliffs are thick with white clouds. It rained all night, and a poisonous dragon was raised in front of him. "It's about the wonders of Huashan. This Luoyanzhuang is on the Luoyanfeng of Huashan in this Xiyue.

On the waist of Huashan, the two men, one long and one young, seem to know each other and seem to be strangers. One person is wearing a green shirt, the other is wearing a big shirt, one has eyes like a dragon and one skin is like jade, it is He Lai Ming and the white-skinned man. He Laiming followed him all the way to Huashan day and night, only knowing that he wanted to meet his master, but he didn't know why his master was on this Huashan Mountain, and where was this Luoyanzhuang?

The ancients: a road from ancient Huashan. Huashan is known for its steepness. The stone steps that the two walked were as steep as a stone wall, and they saw He Lai Ming on all fours like a little monkey, but the white-skinned man was walking on the ground, as if floating. He Lai Ming picked the stone steps with his hand, and he couldn't help but admire in his heart. But seeing that there was a white mist all around him, as if he had been in the clouds, and seeing the surrounding stone peaks like swords, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, and asked: "Senior, who lives in this Luoyan Village, and how can the family teacher come to this village?" The white-skinned man didn't answer him, and moved forward with his own hands, and He Lai Ming didn't say anything more when he saw this. I just hope to reach the top as soon as possible, otherwise I don't know how much time I can go.

The two of them walked for a short time, and heard the white-skinned man chanting: "There is only the sky above, and there is no mountain and Qi." After hearing this, He Laiming blurted out: "Raise your head to the red sun and approach, bow your head to the white clouds." The white-skinned man turned his head and hummed softly, as if he was disgusted, waved his long sleeves, quickened his pace, and walked away, and after a short time, he disappeared in the fairy clouds and mist. Seeing this, He Lai Ming smiled helplessly, and his face was ashamed. I have never seen such kung fu before, and I have been in the drama gang all day long, and I have become a frog at the bottom of the well. Although Ping Buping's martial arts are world-famous, how can he easily show off in the market, so He Lai Ming has never seen the real kung fu of Ping Buping, Ping Liu and others. He raised his head and sighed, and said in his heart: "If it weren't for being captured this time, how would I know how big the world is and how many strange people are there." He smiled lightly and said, "Cough, things in the world really depend on good and bad." The ancients were really smart, and they saw through the disasters of decay, death, cold, night, and softness so early on, which is the same as the principle that blessing is naturally popular and treats each other and is born. But now people are much more ignorant. He Lai Ming walked for a while, and saw that a round of red sun had sunk in the west, and the red light broke through the fog, and it weakened again in a moment. He Lai Ming was even more difficult to walk in the dark, but he saw that not far away, there were orange and yellow lights jumping in the fog. He Laiming was not happy, but he didn't feel a little more shade and sadness. But I heard that there seemed to be the sound of a brass bell in the fog, although the sound was weak but spread far away, the mountain was silent, and suddenly this sound was inevitably a little gloomy and cold. He Lai Ming was already cold by the damp fog in the mountains, and when he heard this sound at this moment, his hair stood up unconsciously, adding a touch of chill. He Lai Ming thought again, if there is fire in this mountain, it must be that Luoyanzhuang is close in front of me, so why should I bother with the bow and snake shadow. So he lifted his breath and walked quickly towards the mountain.

I saw that the mountain road was gradually slowing, the road was getting wider, a pair of fine iron candlesticks were erected every five steps on both sides, and there was a burst of strange fragrance wafting from the candles. I saw a person standing at the end of the candlestick, this person was in a long body, dressed in a big hat, and slowly shaking a small copper bell set on the candlestick. He Laiming walked in front of the man, only to say that this person's complexion was pale, but because the fog was too thick, he couldn't see the man's face clearly. When he saw that the man did not pay attention to him, he thought that the man could not see himself clearly, and walked forward by himself. But as soon as he took half a step, his body was light, but he was grabbed by the collar and pulled up. He Laiming turned his head to look, but it was the man who rattled the bell, and just wanted to resist, the man had already put him on the ground, but he heard the man say angrily: "Trespassing on Luoyanzhuang! How many heads do you have!" He Laiming heard this person's voice was very familiar, and arched his hand: "Thank you for reminding you! Please ask Your Excellency's name!" The man was stunned for a moment, suddenly laughed, and said: "Ignorant child, it's me! I am not the one who conspires with you!Hahahaha!" He Laiming was startled and said: "The fog is too thick, Xiao Ke can't recognize his predecessors! Disrespectful and disrespectful!" The white-skinned man laughed a few more times and said, "Is it? Ignorant child, it seems that he has been hit by the 'free incense' in this candlestick." Wonderful! Wonderful!" He Lai Ming was shocked, it turned out that what he had just smelled was actually a poison, and his heart was dark: "This person is really hateful. Others were poisoned and applauded with joy!" The white-skinned man gloated: "This 'Xiaoyao Xiang' is not highly poisonous, the eyes of the poisoned person are full of mist within five days, and no matter where they are, it is as if they are in a thick fog. "You must know that these five days of fog are indeed insignificant to an ordinary person in the market, but for a martial arts person like him, who walks the rivers and lakes, negligence in his behavior will cost his life, let alone five days! The white-skinned man paused and continued: "Shicai, the owner of the village ignores me, and now he has a reason, isn't it very good?" After he finished speaking, he shook the copper bell a few times, and said loudly: "Disciple of the Baixi Gang, He Lai Ming brand word morality, inhalation of Xiaoyao incense." I also asked the owner to give an antidote. After hearing this, He Laiming understood what he meant by "excellent!", so he didn't say much.

But as soon as these words came out, there was no response for a long time. The white-skinned man was very surprised in his heart, and said it aloud again, but the two waited for another half an hour, but there was still no response. The white-skinned man let out a light "huh", and he couldn't help but be suspicious in his heart. He Lai Ming secretly complained, but he didn't expect that the strange masters in this martial arts were all ruthless. The white-skinned man muttered: "The owner of this Luoyan Village has always been known for his pleasure in helping others, why did he not answer for a long time at this moment, besides, the injured person is still a member of the Baixi Gang." Seeing that there was still no one on the other side to answer him, he stretched out his hand and hugged He Lai Ming into his arms, walked quickly, and then jumped one after another, gliding over like walking on thin ice. He put He Laiming on the ground, and He Laiming only said that he had already arrived outside the village, but here was not only silent, but also there was no light to be seen, which was really incompatible with the candlestick outside the village. Before he could ask, the white-skinned man was already surprised: "How can there be no lights in this Luoyan Village? Today, there are all the heroes of the martial arts, but how can there be no popularity in this village." The white-skinned man knocked lightly on the door knocker, but the door was not locked, and when he buckled it gently, the vermilion lacquer door creaked open. As soon as the door opened, a bloody breath rushed into his face. He Laiming was taken aback and hurriedly held the soft whip in his hand. He followed the white-skinned man into the door, but saw these men and women in gray coarse cloth lying on the side of the village, their eyes were like small bowls, and their mouths were spitting black blood foam, as if they had been poisoned to death. The two of them walked to the hall of the village, but they saw a long table in the hall, and there were four people sitting on the table, two of these four people were dressed in green gauze clothes, and they seemed to be women, an eight-foot man was wearing a black silk and gold silk robe, and he was holding an iron bullet and wearing a blue shirt, and he was very lean. He Laiming could only see the outlines of their clothes, but he could not identify them, and he was very anxious. He walked in to see what was going on, but it was useless, only to feel that the four of them had lost their breath and had no power to return to the sky.

The white-skinned man walked along the bloodstains to the back hall, and saw the bloodstains until the outside of the house, and the white-skinned man walked out of the house, his palms forming claws. He Laiming went out with him, only to see another man dressed in a man outside the house dying on the stone steps. He Laiming walked up the stone steps, but saw the white-skinned man standing on the stone platform. He Lai Ming was also stunned, he didn't know why the man was standing, but he was stunned by this jade carving. At this moment, he was completely out of popularity, as if he was dead, and as if he had never lived. From beginning to end, it was a statue on that stone platform.

Suddenly, several hidden weapons shot towards the man, he waved his sleeves with both hands, didn't say anything, and floated away in the direction where the hidden weapon flew from. When He Laiming came back to his senses, he was gone. He Lai Ming ran up to the stone platform, and there were three corpses on it, three of them dressed in different colors, and a falling goose was painted on their clothes. I think it is the owner of this "Luoyan Village". He Lai Ming looked up at the sky, and there was a black mist in the sky.

"The breath of the breath wants to pass through the throne of the Emperor of Heaven. ”

He was the only one left.