Storyteller? Zhang Tianbao was stunned.

What storyteller in the world does not go to the bustling towns where the rivers flow, but runs into the deserted mountains and forests? What kind of storyteller can breathe so deep that he in the Six Realms can't snoop into the edges?

Of course he didn't believe it, this old man was really a storyteller, and he saluted respectfully and said: "The seniors have come here at night, I don't know what to see?" ”

He secretly thought, if the good man doesn't come, this old man is probably a strong man sent by the imperial court, intending to attack Wuling Mountain. However, since the other party has not made a move for a long time, it shows that there is still room for maneuver to harm him.

The old man smiled faintly, walked to the rock, looked at Zhang Tianbao who was standing on a high place, and said, "I am entrusted by someone to negotiate a deal with you." ”

Zhang Tianbao hesitated for a moment, jumped off the rock, and asked, "Who is it?" ”

The old man replied, "A little one." ”

Zhang Tianbao was confused.

The old man blinked, not revealing much. He believes that with Zhang Tianbao's intelligence, he should soon guess the truth.

Zhang Tianbao asked again: "What kind of business?" ”

The old man said, "He wants to buy this mountain." ”

Zhang Tianbao's face changed drastically, and he figured out the old man's intention, and couldn't help but take a few steps back, shouting: "You really came to grab the territory!" ”

The old man looked at his panicked expression and chuckled, "Don't shout so loudly, your group of subordinates have already been wiped out." Even if you scream in your throat, no one will come to save you. ”

Seeing that his mind was recognized, Zhang Tianbao put away his exaggerated expression and regained his composure, but the shock in the depths of his eyes deepened, "Who are you?" Even the tens of thousands of elite soldiers in Huiji County could not fall from the sky and break through the cottage. ”

There was no need to verify, he already believed that the old man was not lying.

The other party can appear silently, of course, from a famous family, and lead the crowd to exterminate them. If the imperial court is furious and does not hesitate to gather many great cultivators, then it will be a matter of time before they are captured.

The old man didn't answer, and said directly: "Let's talk about trading." ”

Zhang Tianbao smiled bitterly, "You have all attacked the cottage, what else is there to talk about?" Does it make a difference if I say yes or not? ”

The old man said, "It makes sense." The little guy hopes that you will surrender voluntarily. So, as long as you are willing to confess your sins and accept this deal, I will immediately lead the crowd to withdraw. ”

Zhang Tianbao has an excellent understanding, and when he heard this, he vaguely guessed the identity of "that little guy", and his expression became complicated.

He repeated, "Does it make a difference? ”

In his opinion, it is difficult to escape death if he surrenders voluntarily and is captured by the enemy, and it is better to fight a bloody battle, and he would rather bend than bend and die with more dignity.

"How is there no difference?"

The old man jumped on the rock, listened to the whistling wind on the top of the mountain, and chanted: "Boil the beans to burn the beans, and the beans are crying in the kettle." This is born from the same root, why is it too anxious to fry each other? ”

They are all cousins from the same vein, even if they have never met, after all, blood is thicker than water. Now that the two of them have become the only two remaining shoots, why bother to kill them all and ruthlessly cut off the other branch?

It's not a standout, it's a lonely one.

Zhang Tianbao pondered the verses, gradually comprehended the deep meaning, and his face was slightly cold.

"Success and defeat are the same in ancient and modern times. Now that he has ascended the throne, why should he be pretentious and use my dignity to whitewash righteousness? Kill me, and the world will not be criticized. ”

With that, he stepped back on the rock, and stood beside the old man, looking down on the vast night, his eyes resolute.

Even if he died, he would never go out of Wuling Mountain to be the little emperor's obedient people.

The old man shook his head, "No, you're wrong. He didn't learn the art of imperial power, and he didn't expect to make a fuss by subjugating you as you think. He just wants you to live well, not to fall into the grass and tarnish the dignity of the royal family. ”

"Live well?"

Zhang Tianbao sneered and was fearless, "I have been a caged finch in Chang'an for more than 20 years, with fine clothes and food, glory and wealth, is this considered a good life?" After leaving the capital, I finally realized that freedom is the most beautiful thing. ”

When he said this, he was saddened in his heart and remembered his father, who had died in battle. As soon as my father swam into the sea, he could return to his roots and become a great master, if he was born in a common people's family and was not burdened by the emperor's hegemony, what a beautiful life it would be!

"The previous Gao Ji is dead, and my name is Zhang Tianbao now. I don't need his fake mercy, and I don't want to go back to that materialistic pickled place, hmph, even if I die, I won't surrender to him! ”

With that, he gritted his teeth fiercely, jumped off the cliff, and committed suicide.

He closed his eyes and listened to the sound of the wind in his ears, his mind was empty, and there was only one thought left, "If there is an afterlife, don't be reborn in the emperor's house!" ”

Suddenly, the wind stopped.

Zhang Tianbao opened his eyes and thought that he had died in Huangquan, but found that he was still standing on the rock.

It's like a world away.

Old man Li sighed and said helplessly: "The young man really can't hold his breath, and he can't die generously at every turn, so he can't listen to me first?" ”

Zhang Tianbao was soaked, and he couldn't help but shiver when he was blown by the cold wind.

"What else is there to say?"

Old man Li was afraid that he wouldn't be able to think about it anymore, so he didn't dare to sit down, and said with his hands: "You misunderstood, he really just wants you to live well." You don't have to go back to the capital, you won't be imprisoned, and you don't even have to leave this mountain......"

Zhang Tianbao was confused, "What do you mean?" ”

Old man Li replied: "You are not even afraid of death, what else can't you let go?" As I said, he doesn't want to see you become a coward and insult your ancestors, that's all. As long as you are willing to dismiss the bandits and stop committing murders, this Wuling Mountain is still yours. ”

Old man Li came here because of the order of the little emperor Gao Pan, or more precisely, what Ren Zhen meant. Gao Ji is the king of the mountain, which is different from ordinary bandits, which is difficult to exterminate, and cannot be leveled by ordinary methods.

Gao Ji is the blood of the Gao family after all. Ren Zhen couldn't bear to see that there was only Xiao Gao Pan left in the royal family's bloodline, which was really pitiful.

It is most suitable to let Old Man Li come on this trip.

Zhang Tianbao wiped his cold sweat and said in confusion: "As long as I am not a bandit, you will acquiesce to me to continue to live here and no longer pursue past grievances?" ”

If this is the case, then, Old Man Li is right, the little emperor did not take him to disguise benevolence and righteousness, but to think of the feelings of his compatriots and eliminate the bandits here in the gentlest way.

It doesn't seem bad to be alive and at ease like this.

Zhang Tianbao felt lucky, fortunately the old man pulled him back from the cliff.

Old man Li smiled slightly, noncommittal, "Meeting is fate, besides, the old man saved your life." How about you being my apprentice? ”

Zhang Tianbao looked at him in surprise and asked, "What's your name?" Which faction? On which hill do you practice? ”

Old man Li turned around and said, "Old man Li Yunlong, the Taoist Quanzhen faction, temporarily takes the position of head of the teaching." ”

Zhang Tianbao's expression suddenly froze, and he hurriedly moved.

He never expected that the stumbling old man standing in front of him was actually the true person in charge of the Quanzhen Dao.

In the Battle of Chang'an, Changchun Zhenren fought Yan Yuan and died, and this position of Quanzhen Sect can only be succeeded by Li Fengshou.

Old man Li stroked his beard, looked around at the mountains, and said, "As for the mountain, it hasn't been decided yet. However, I see the harmony of the turtle and snake here, and the aura gathers, which is in response to the true martial luck of the north, so I simply put the Daomen on this mountain! ”

After Quan Zhen went north, he never picked a suitable mountain range to settle down and opened a mountain gate. Ren Zhen asked Old Man Li to come here, and his deepest intention was this.

In this way, it not only solves the problem of taking root in the whole truth, but also allows Gao Ji to be restrained by his master and become a monk, which can be described as killing two birds with one stone.

"Wuling Mountain...... This name is too stumbling, how can it be worthy of our all-true way? No, we have to change the name of a loud one! ”

Zhang Tianbao was stunned.

Old man Li frowned, muttered for a long time, and his eyes suddenly burst into light.

"Senior brother often said before his death, it is better to call it Wudang!"