Volume 1: Lingdong Views of Mountains and Snow Chapter 41 The Tang Dynasty Comes
Sectarian Domain: Heavenly Dome Mountain
Towering mountain peaks reach into the sky, steep and steep cliffs are staggered, exotic flowers and plants bloom all over the mountain, and there are many towering trees like stars. Between the mountain cliffs, the clouds and mist curl, sometimes fly over a few cranes, two melodious cranes echo in the valley, like a fairyland on earth.
Cangjian Gate
Built by the mountain, it has a history of 100 years, between a hundred years, Cangjian Gate has gone through several hardships, experienced several times of danger of extinction, and finally relied on the steep mountain and the help of many sects to barely survive.
Wu Jun, the head of the contemporary Cangjian Sect, six out of fifty, broke through the martial arts three years ago and won the title of grandmaster, becoming the youngest grandmaster in the sect domain in a hundred years, and also making the Cangjian Sect, which was not weak, enter the top forces in one fell swoop.
Standing on the observation deck above the martial arts training ground of the sect, looking at the formation of nearly a thousand disciples practicing in unison below, a sense of pride suddenly burst out from Wu Jun's chest, Cangjian Sect has such a momentum, or it will definitely become a giant in a hundred years.
"No...... Oh no! Master! Master...... Someone broke into the mountain! At that moment, a figure panicked, staggered down the mountain, shouting for help in the air, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.
Wu Jun frowned, his figure flickered, and in an instant, he came to the disciple's side, and pressed his shoulder, his true qi surged, and he suppressed the panic in his heart.
While conveying true qi, Wu Jun quickly glanced at the other party, only to see that the other party was gray-faced, and his body was full of mud and grass, thinking that he should have stumbled all the way up from the mountain, but the strange thing was that there was no wound on his body except for a small sword wound on his left arm.
"What kind of system is panicking? Let's make it clear, who is the one who broke into the mountain? Although he doubted whether what this disciple said was true, Wu Jun did not make a judgment, but patiently asked. Although he is now powerful, it has not changed his cautious character, after all, there has never been a shortage of tragedies caused by pride and complacency since ancient times.
Under the comfort of Wu Jun's strong true qi, the disciple's originally panicked expression quickly calmed down, his eyes slowly returned to clarity, and he suddenly turned his head to look at Wu Jun and said quickly: "Tell the master!" When a scholar came down the mountain, a man with two guards in armor wanted to go up the mountain, and my senior brother and I stepped forward to inquire as usual, but the other party came up and killed Senior Brother Zhang, who was guarding the mountain with me, with lightning speed, and stabbed a sword in my arm, saying that I should hurry up and inform the head of the house that someone had broken into the mountain, and the other party ......."
As he was speaking, the disciple's lips suddenly turned purple, and his originally flushed complexion quickly turned iron-blue, and finally his words stopped abruptly, and the whole person fell straight back, and streams of blood gushed out from his seven orifices.
All the changes happened in an instant, and the young man who was still energetic in the last second became a miserable corpse in the blink of an eye, even if it was Wu Jun, the grandmaster, he didn't react, and just wanted to be rescued, he fell to the ground and died.
"Tsk, the so-called Cangjian Sect is nothing more than that, and the disciples under the sect are so unbearable? The sword poison was only a matter of less than a cup of tea. Before anyone could react, a voice full of mockery and indifference came from the mountain gate.
Everyone instinctively looked over, only to see at the mountain gate, a man dressed as a scholar holding a paper fan, like a literati who went out to play in spring, standing there with a sense of elegance, behind two soldiers wearing armor and exuding a strong blood around them, standing side by side, the three of them stood together, not only looking out of place, but also with a touch of strange harmony.
"Who is Your Excellency? Why did you kill my disciple for no reason and break into my mountain gate! Wu Jun looked at the other party, his face was cold, and although he used honorifics in his words, the murderous aura contained in them was like substance. For a sect, the mountain gate is broken, the disciples are killed, and the school is stolen, which is the most shameful and intolerable rebellion. The other three people, in order to report their names, did not say what they meant, so they killed his disciples first, and then kicked the mountain gate, making it clear that they were running for the immortal death.
"Tang Dynasty, Dongxian Wangmenke, Pei Ming!" As soon as the scholar put away the folding fan in his hand, he replied with a calm face, as if he didn't notice the killing intent in the other party's words at all.
This scholar is Pei Ming, who has been away from Datang for nearly a month. At the beginning, after Tang Jin said the blade he wanted, Pei Ming used his intelligence network overnight to search for blades that met the requirements, or skilled craftsmen who were good at forging such weapons.
A few days later, a secret agent planted in the sect domain came with the news that one of the elders of the Cangjian Sect was using a sword of the mother and son of the mother, and the other party had created a great reputation among thousands of sects with this sword, and the sword he used was also ranked third in the sect's Qimen blade, which was a rare divine weapon.
The moment he received the information, Pei Ming didn't hesitate too much, asked Tang Duo for an army of 100,000, brought enough grain and grass, and went straight to Cangjian Gate. Due to the large number of people, the slow march, and the fact that Cangjian Gate is located in the hinterland of the sect domain, the distance is far away, so it only arrived today.
"The people of Datang!" Wu Jun's face was already pale, and a flash of fear flashed in his eyes. This is so bad that he is so out of shape, it is really too famous in Datang. Back then, sects and countries were not divided and ruled as they are now, but were mostly mutually beneficial and symbiotic, with sects cultivating warriors for the imperial court, and the imperial court providing the necessary materials for the sects.
Over time, because a large number of court officials or royal children were from the sect, slowly the sect began to override the court, turning the court that was originally on an equal footing with it into a puppet at its disposal.
It wasn't until later that Tang Dingen, the ancestor of the Tang Dynasty, was born out of thin air, slaughtering his own sect with iron and blood, and all the martial arts secrets in it were put into the treasury for the people to learn.
Then he drove his own expedition, conquered the Quartet, and conquered dozens of countries in only ten years, slaughtered nearly 100 of them, and laid the initial pattern of the Tang Dynasty.
At the same time, it has also become a nightmare for countless sect people, every time they hear the word "Datang", no matter how high or low the realm is, the size of the sect, they are all cold, and the fear is difficult to contain.
"It turned out to be Master Pei of Datang." Wu Jun forcibly suppressed the fear in his heart, collected the killing intent in his heart, and hugged his fists at Pei Ming and said, "I don't know what Lord Pei is doing here?" ”
"Borrow something." Pei Ming didn't have the slightest intention of gossiping with the other party, and said directly.
"Master Pei laughed, the Tang Dynasty is rich and strong, and the products are abundant, where do you need to borrow things from our poor and remote places." Wu Jun said with a smile.
Pei Ming's eyes narrowed, the killing intent surging all over his body, and he said coldly: "What? Are you going to borrow it? ”
"Wu doesn't dare!" Wu Jun hurriedly denied it, then looked at the disciples around him helplessly, and sighed: "Dare to ask Master Pei...... What do you want to borrow? ”
"Yin Yang Son and Mother Sword." Pei Ming said slowly.
"This ......" Wu Jun was stunned when he heard this, he didn't expect that the other party would come for the treasure of his own town faction, and immediately replied: "Master Pei, the Yin Yang Zimu Sword is one of the treasures of my Cangjian Sect Zhen Sect, and at the same time, its previous master, Elder Zhang, is not only an elder of the sect, but also a teacher of the lower one, so it is reasonable that this Yin Yang Zimu Sword can never be lent to adults." ”
"Don't talk that nonsense, to borrow or not to borrow?" Pei Ming didn't care about the other party's reasons at all, the killing intent surged, staring at the other party directly, as if as long as he dared to say a word, his head would fall to the ground.
"Bold fanatic! Kill my senior brother, insult my mountain gate, and now dare to speak wildly! I'm going to have no return today! Without waiting for Wu Jun to reply, one of the many disciples who was dressed extraordinarily and had an imposing momentum shouted loudly, pulled the long sword in his hand, flew out, and came straight to Pei Ming with a sword.
"Noise!" Pei Ming glanced at the other party disdainfully. didn't take it to heart at all, and the whole person still stood in place, with no intention of dodging at all.
When he got to the front of him, he saw Pei Ming's left hand turn into an afterimage, and quickly pulled out a dagger from his sleeve at a speed that was difficult to catch with the naked eye, and went up along the opponent's right hand holding the sword like a butterfly, walked to his shoulder, closed the dagger into a palm, and slapped the opponent's shoulder fiercely with a palm.
The other party suddenly flew upside down, and the flesh and blood of his right hand were peeled off in mid-air like withered petals, and there was quite a bloody beauty in the reflection of the sun. When it landed, I saw that its entire right arm had turned into white bones, and there was no trace of flesh and blood at all.
Yes!
The terrible screams echoed in the empty martial arts training ground, and it seemed to hit everyone's hearts.
The tip of Pei Ming's right finger moved slightly, and a lilac dagger magically appeared on his hand, licking the remaining traces of blood on it, and Pei Ming's eyes slowly flushed red.
"Tsk...... Tut...... Tsk, long time...... I didn't taste blood anymore! ”
(To be continued)