Lishan is located in the east of Chang'an City, belongs to a vein of Qinling, the mountain is winding, the trees are verdant, it looks like a pale horse in the distance, it is also called "Xiuling", it is the royal forest garden in ancient times, and there are many villas in the palace.

Uncle De's tomb will naturally not be at the foot of Lishan Mountain, but on a small slope ten miles away from Lishan Mountain.

Looking at the dense graves, all over the low slope, it turns out that most of the ordinary people in Chang'an City are buried if they die, and they want to take advantage of the feng shui blessing of the Qinling Mountains, hoping that their children and grandchildren will soar in the future.

The three of them and one dog slowly walked through the many graves, silent, for fear of disturbing the lonely souls and wild ghosts who were sleeping here. Soon to a grave, see the soil color renovation, obviously just piled up, no monument in front of the grave, only a broken sword upside down in front of the grave, Chen Ti said lightly: "That's it." ”

Turning over and dismounting, Lu Rong slowly walked to the grave, not saying a word, not sad or happy, just staring blankly at the humble grave in front of him.

Wu Bei walked up gently, bowed deeply, and said slowly: "Mr. Zhao is righteous and thin, and he kills enemies alone, and he is strong." It's a pity that there is no wine at this time, so I can only bring wine with water, and Mr. Sacrificial Hero's soul is always there. ”

Lu Rong didn't react much, but said slowly: "Uncle De doesn't drink, only the last time I joined the army, he drank less." ”

Wu Bei was indifferent, took out the kettle, and handed it to Lu Rong, but he waved his hand and refused, saying, "Let me stay alone with Uncle De." ”

Wu Bei nodded slightly, took a few steps back and turned to Chen Ti, leaving only Lu Rong standing quietly in front of the grave, as if there were countless words to tell the people in the tomb.

The north wind is biting, rolling up the sound of the wind, like crying, and this situation is even more sad in this scene.

Chen Ti rubbed his nose and said lightly: "This kid has a magic barrier?" ”

Wu Bei sighed, put away the kettle, and said: "He has had a sudden change in the past few days, and his whole life has been turned upside down, and it is difficult for him." ”

Chen Ti said disapprerovingly: "The Lu family's species, this little change can't be endured anymore, so what's the deal?" ”

Wu Bei said with some caution: "The old immortal and the king of Yan seem to have a deep fate. ”

Chen Ti found a clean place, sat down cross-legged, and Huzi squatted beside Chen Ti obediently, and kept rubbing Chen Ti's body with his head.

Chen Ti said: "Don't call me an old immortal, it sounds uncomfortable." I had a fart chance with Lu Yuan, that is, I had promised Lu Yuan to do three things for him before. ”

Wu Bei's heart was surging when he heard this, one was the pinnacle of martial arts on the rivers and lakes, and the other was the authority of the court, these two were the few people at the top of their respective fields, but Chen Ti could still promise Lu Yuan to do three things for him, which shows that Lu Yuan's wrist is strong and his energy is great.

When will I have such courage? Wu Bei suddenly had a ridiculous idea in his heart: he hated that he couldn't be born in the emperor's family.

But seeing that Lu Rong was depressed not far away, he had to sigh at the suffering of the emperor's family and his involuntary body.

In the world, there is the law of both.

With a sigh, Wu Bei continued to ask: "Old immortal, uh, Chen Daxia." Chen Ti rushed impatiently: "Old man Chen." ”

Wu Bei said: "Yes, yes, you were in the middle of the day on the rivers and lakes back then, why did you retreat bravely and be willing to hide in the forest?" ”

Chen Ti laughed when he heard this, and asked sarcastically: "How do you know that I am like the sun and the rapids have retreated?" ”

Wu Bei didn't know how to answer for a while, so he had to say cautiously: "There is also your prestige on the rivers and lakes now, and you and Zhang Fuyu of Yiyang Mountain are called 'ladder fools into the sacred', which shows how detached you were at that time." ”

Chen Ti sneered: "What bullshit rivers and lakes, these people raise your hand, you may not be worthless when you are degraded, this smoky and miasma of rivers and lakes is boring." ”

Wu Bei asked, "Then ...... you and Zhang Fuyu?" ”

Chen Ti said: "You want to ask who is the best of us?" ”

Wu Bei's face turned red and nodded.

Chen Ti blew his nose and said lightly: "Zhang Fuyu's old Taoist life only cultivates the longevity method, and what he cultivates is that the heart is like stopping water, without desire and without fighting, so if he has the heart to win, then his lifelong Taoism will be abandoned." As for the two of us, we haven't fought, I don't know. ”

Wu Bei was ignorant and asked, "Then how can he still be listed as the number one master in the world?" ”

Chen Ti said to Niu Piano with a face: "It's not high, it's not only who fights and fights, can be distinguished, Zhang Fuyu is a martial arts cultivator to reach the peak, and a clear-eyed person sees him waving his hand and raising his foot, and he knows that he has thousands of luck, and if he loses, he loses." I told you you don't understand either. ”

Wu Bei said yes again and again, and Chen Ti continued: "A person who learns martial arts is naturally good to be domineering, but when he reaches a certain realm, he will inevitably fall behind if he is strong and competitive, just like this Zhao Jingde, who has been burdened with hatred all his life, how can the sword heart be pure?" How can the sword intent keep up? ”

Wu Bei seemed to understand whether he understood or not, and was silent in thought, Chen Ti looked unteachable, stood up, took Huzi, and found a convenient place to go.

Lu Rong still stood quietly in front of the grave, as if he was a tombstone, motionless, Wu looked back, very worried, but he also knew that at this time, no one could help, and only by himself could he get through this hurdle.

But this level is too difficult for a young man who is only in his early twenties.

I don't know how long it took, but there was a man in the distance walking slowly towards this side, the sky was very gloomy, and there was a slight mist, so I couldn't see clearly. Wu Bei only felt that this person's figure was slow, one step at a time, but he walked very fast, and after a while, he came to the front, which was very strange.

The man was dressed in a pale fox fur, about thirty years old, and his face was gloomy. A sword hangs from his waist, slightly shorter than an ordinary sword.

Wu Xian knew that the comer was not good, so he hurriedly took a few steps to meet him, looking nervous. The old fairy Chen Ti is still a hanger, clasping his nose and squinting at this side.

The man first raised his eyes to look at Lu Rong who was standing in front of the tomb, then looked at Wu Bei, and snorted coldly: "I know that Zhao Jingde must have a surplus party, hum, Meng Da of the Lechi Sword Sect has been waiting here for a long time." ”

Orchestra Pit Sword Pie! Wu was secretly nervous in his heart. It is said that in the early years, its ancestor Meng Guchun watched the god bird in the Tianshan Le Chi in the Wanzhang Waterfall and ate the fish, and realized the thirteen strokes of the swordsmanship, and then experienced the perfection of the masters, named "Pressurized Water Sword", since then the Lechi Sword School has produced many talents, one generation is stronger than the generation, and there is a faint trend of the first in the northwest of the Central Plains.

This Meng Da is a well-deserved leader among the young talents of the second generation of the Lechi Sword School, and his strength is not far from that of the contemporary sect master Meng Gongxun, and he has long been designated as the person who will inherit the mantle of Meng Gongxun after a hundred years, and is expected to lead the Lechi Sword School to a higher level.

Wu Bei said coldly: "I don't know what Brother Meng is doing here?" ”

That Meng Da sneered: "What are you doing here? Naturally, it's troublesome for you. Zhao Jingde had a trick with the sect master of my family in Lantingtai, and he was not happy, but he was dead, and the sect master of my family will no longer pursue it. But Meng was a little unconvinced, so he came to ask for advice. ”

Wu Bei only felt funny when he heard this, and there was really no way for people in the rivers and lakes to be unreasonable. With Chen Ti on his side, he didn't need to worry, but he was worried about whether there was a shadow of King Qin behind this Meng Da, so he asked, "Is Brother Meng sent on behalf of the Le Chi Sword or does it mean someone else?" ”

Meng Da smiled and said, "The Le Chi Sword Sect never needs to look at what others mean when doing things. Today is also an eye-opener, if I kill you, I will directly fight with Zhao Jingde, and it will save me trouble. ”

After that, he pulled out his sword, and it turned out to be a sword in his left hand!