Please!

Shuang Wuyan made a gesture of please, Ling Zifeng nodded, and got into the carriage, and Shuang Wuyan and Shatoutuo followed closely. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Drive!

The horses galloped and disappeared into the night before long.

Before they had just left a cup of tea, more than a dozen figures came quickly from a distance.

They are all rushing with light body kung fu, moving like a rabbit, like a goshawk, as light as a bird.

The black cloak, the black robe, but on top of the cloak, there was an extra cluster of flames, a cluster of fiery red and white flames.

"Dharma protector, look at the footprints, it should have been a short time coming. ”

One of them, a man with a pale face who looked like a white scholar, slowly squatted down, and by the faint moonlight, reached out and touched the horseshoe prints on the ground, the soil was still damp, indicating that this was the mark just caused.

I saw him squatting down and continuing to look around, as if looking for something, his eyes drifted down to a small ditch on the side of the road on the left, and he saw a faint light.

It was a dagger-like thing, with a long, narrow blade with tiny grooves on both sides, and no handle, which was supposed to be some kind of unique weapon.

When he picked up the hidden weapon in his hand, on the ground covered by the hidden weapon, there was a small Ling character.

"Dharma protector, it seems that Songbai has succeeded, and it seems that the person we are looking for is in this group of people. ”

The white man stood up and said respectfully to an old man with a gloomy face in the middle of the crowd.

"Oh,"

"It's really a surprise, I didn't expect to run into it so quickly, and it didn't take much effort to get there!"

The old man smiled coldly, an inexplicable spark flashed in his eyes, and he tried his best to suppress his excitement: "Chasing, since Songbai has succeeded, if this fails, we are not a bamboo basket to draw water." ”

Be!

Everyone responded respectfully, followed behind him, and swept in the direction of Ling Zifeng and the others, dragging a long black shadow in the night, disappearing in an instant.

The wind has left a sound, the geese have left traces,

On their way to chase each other, there was only darkness left in the land, except for the faint cold moonlight, there was only a silent night.

In a distant area, inside a bright stone house, the walls are polished to perfection, and it looks like a house made by craftsmen using a thousand pounds of boulder cutting.

Above the central wall, two large chains burst out of the hole. The end of the chain was digging deep into an old man's shoulder blade, piercing through the flesh and bones, locking it up.

The old man was full of silver hair, and his face was marked by the vicissitudes of time, and even though the heavy chains on his shoulders penetrated his shoulder blades, it still did not make him wrinkle his gray eyebrows.

He sat cross-legged on the ground so calmly, his shabby and thin veil clinging to his withered body.

The withered right hand is grasping a chicken leg, sometimes gnawing on it, sometimes pulling the messy hair falling from the forehead, the cloud is light and the wind is light, not impatient or impatient.

"Yo!"

"It seems that you are very leisurely, and you even have to eat so elegantly!"

Outside the iron gate of the stone house, there stood a young man, his unruly face full of disdain.

The old man didn't even raise his eyelids, and continued to nibble on the chicken leg, the corners of his mouth squirming: "If you want to experience it, you might as well come in and be like the old man, chained shoulder blades, eat and drink without worrying about someone to serve." ”

"Humph!"

"Old thing, what are you arrogant, do you think you still have a chance to get out of here?"

"Tell you, my people have gone to arrest your idiot-like apprentice, and when the time comes, your master and apprentice will be reunited, and that will complement each other. ”

The young man's eyes were gloomy, and he looked at him sarcastically, holding his arms and sneering.

If it weren't for the fear of making a big deal and making it difficult to explain, he really wanted to rush in and slap this old thing a few times, so that he could know who was the master here.

It's also that he doesn't have the courage, otherwise if he rushes in, it's still not certain who slapped whom.

Hum...

The old man's eyes were slightly downcast, his scattered gaze became sharp, and his whole body was full of awe-inspiring aura.

I saw that he clenched his withered palm tightly, and only then did he suppress this evil qi, and his expression returned to his original appearance.

"You can see that you want to kill me. ”

The old man finally raised his eyes and began to look at him squarely, and said mockingly: "If I were you, I would definitely open the door and rush in and chop him to pieces." Instead of standing there and yelling at people like a dog. ”

"You!"

When the young man heard this, a look of shame and anger appeared on his face, green tendons crawled all over his forehead, his chest rose and fell, and his fists clenched with a clattering sound.

The old man squinted and sneered at him, and the young man glared at the old man angrily, his face turned pale with excitement, and finally took a deep breath, flicked his sleeves and turned his head away.

He was afraid that he really couldn't help but rush in, once he really killed the old man, he couldn't afford such a responsibility with his current strength.

"Wen Xiaoran, one day, the master will let you kneel in front of me and beg for mercy, and when the time comes, I will block the face of your apprentice and cut you with a thousand knives. ”

The boy left, and finally left a scene to regain the face he had just lost.

"Then you have to wait until you have any ability, but a waste like you, I'm afraid there is no hope in this life. ”

The old man raised his voice to fight back, only to hear a bang outside, and the old man sneered and said to himself: With this kind of bearing, I also want to be honored in Kyushu in the future...

He is the Ethereal Immortal Venerable Wen Xiao Ran, Ling Zifeng's mentor. And that young man was one of the heirs of the underground palace, one of the three palaces in the Immortal Heavenly Palace.

Hearing Xiao Ran's thoughts about the young man's words, his heart sank again, and he looked at the window above the stone house with a worried face.

"Boy, you can only rely on yourself to walk the road in the future, and the master can't help you anymore. ”

"I hope you still remember my words, after going to Ren Xiaoyao to ask for an explanation, find a deep mountain and old forest, find an honest woman, and live an ordinary life. “

Alas!

Wen Xiaoran sighed again as he spoke, as the saying goes, knowing a son is better than a father, and knowing an apprentice is better than a teacher.

How could he not know what kind of character his apprentice was, and he was still an apprentice who grew up hand in hand.

In order to worship him as a teacher, he was able to kneel in the wind and rain for three days and three nights, and at that time, Ling Zifeng was just a child who didn't even have his hair.

After that, Ling Zifeng worshiped under his door, practiced rain or shine, ate the exercises, woke up to practice, and went back and forth every day, never stopping.

Later, in order to carve a tablet for his mother, Ling Zifeng did not hesitate to fall into the abyss, and there was no place to bury him, so he also went to the cliff and cut down a thousand-year-old tree.

Ling Zifeng, who is tenacious and unyielding, and can even be said to be so stubborn that nine cows can't pull it, will really do what he says, and he won't believe it if he kills him.

Stinky boy, I hope you still have a clear mind, don't fall into their hands, and don't come to this place to save me, otherwise it will really be a catastrophe and never turn over!

Wen Xiaoran was silent, thinking about the past, he raised this strong and unyielding child strictly, tears of excitement flashed in his eyes, and a kind smile appeared on his vicissitudes of life.

In his life, the most proud thing is to accept such an apprentice with extremely high qualifications and talents, and a tenacious heart.

Even if he dies here, he will be satisfied.

However, things in the world are unpredictable, everything has its own providence, and the contours of time always turn in the opposite direction.