This "strange" combination hit the road like this.

The reason for this is strange is that they have not reached a final agreement, but there seems to be no other way forward. Wan Linggen and Madame Lurui, Han Ping's uncle and nephew were in front, Zhong Ling and Zhong Wei were a few steps away, and Xiang Rong was a dozen steps away, and Shaman, who was still a little unsteady in walking, walked last, and the undriven carriage followed her. These people have their own agendas, go their own way, and do not communicate a word.

Wan Linggen did have a very heavy heart, and the appearance of Zhong Ling and the others was completely unexpected, which brought too much uncertainty to his plan to go north. These people don't belong to this world, they say they come to "experience life", but once they go from spectators to participants, things get in trouble. To be exact, he is an intruder, and he does not belong to this world, but this world is undergoing irreversible changes in his hands, but he is sure that this great change will not bring disaster to ordinary people, but those people are completely different. They can drive tigers and leopards, confuse ordinary people, and do anything beyond the bottom line of humans. At the end of the day, whatever he does, he adheres to some basic principles because he is part of a human race, and those people may not even be human.

Thinking of this, he stopped, and his brow tightened even more solemnly. After a while, the people behind reluctantly followed, looking at Wan Linggen hesitantly.

"I want to know who you really are." Wan Linggen's gaze was faintly filled with a trace of Lingli's aura, which swept over Zhong Ling and the others one by one, and finally stopped at Sha Man, who was silent.

Zhong Ling, Zhong Wei, and Xiang Rong glanced at each other, all of them with embarrassed and strange expressions.

After waiting for a while, seeing that no one spoke, Wan Linggen said in a deep voice: "I may be an outlier in your eyes, but what I want to say is that history has always been created by people, and I don't belong to this world, but since I can't decide how to come, then I can decide how I live, and I will write my own history!" Anyone who wants to dominate my life and death, I will fight with him to the end, my life is up to me, if the sky deceives me, I will destroy the sky! He said word by word sonorously, Zhong Ling and the others all raised their heads and looked at him fixedly, even the Sha Man, who had been bowing his head and not saying a word, couldn't help but raise his head, and his eyes looking at him were full of confusion.

Wan Linggen's eyes were blazing, and he continued: "But no matter what, I am a member of the human race, and I have a bottom line as a human being, but who are you? Can anyone tell me? You may have superhuman abilities, you can drive wolves and tigers, steal people's minds, you can wantonly mutilate living beings, and you can act without a bottom line, I am afraid that you are not even as good as animals! ”

He waved his hand to the south, "My men and horses are crossing the river to the north, they are not the destroyers of this world, nor are they cruel and murderous barbarians, what we want to do is to re-establish an order, a fair order where everyone has a chance to live." ”

"But," he said, after a pause, "they are neither lambs to be slaughtered, and if your men appear in front of their blades for no reason, they will end up in the same fate as they are." ”

Zhong Ling and the others' faces changed, of course they knew who the "those people" in Wan Linggen's mouth were. Zhong Ling's face was embarrassed and said: "Little Brother Wan, we do have rules in our bodies, and we can't reveal too much, but please believe that we are also human beings, and we won't do those ......" At this point, he seemed to remember something, lowered his head and remained silent.

Xiang Rong opened his mouth and said: "Little brother, what the Holy Envoy Zhong said is true, we are here to go through the tribulation, and we can't participate in the affairs of this world. But there's no guarantee that there will be people with different intentions......"

"Tribulation?" Wan Linggen's brows moved, "If you don't participate in the affairs of this place, then you ...... to each other."

Xiang Rong's face changed, and he turned his head sideways and stopped talking.

Shaman, who had not spoken, suddenly came to Xiang Rong and asked, "Xiang Holy Envoy, may I ask you a few questions?" ”

Xiang Rong was stunned and smiled awkwardly, "The little princess asked." ”

Shaman's bright big eyes flashed, and he took a deep breath and said, "Xiang Holy Envoy, I don't even have a first-level cultivation myself, why can I come here to experience tribulations?" ”

Xiang Rong sighed, took a step back and said, "Back to the little princess, the door of the Lingtai is open to anyone, and in principle, anyone can enter." ”

Sha Man slowed down, and suddenly pointed to Zhong Wei and asked, "Then why did he say that I was not qualified to come down?" ”

Xiang Rong glanced at Zhong Wei, who didn't know why, his complexion changed several times, and under the gaze of Sha Man's dignified gaze, he coughed a few times and said: "Little princess, those who enter the spiritual platform must at least reach the second level of cultivation, this is the self-set rule of each sect, because...... Because there has never been a person below the second level of cultivation who has successfully returned from the tribulation. ”

"Never?" Shaman's body shook and asked in a trembling voice, Wan Linggen was closest to her, and reached out to hold her arm.

Shaman glanced at him gratefully, then turned to Xiang Rong and asked, "If you can't go back, what will happen?" ”

Xiang Rong's face became extremely ugly, "Little princess, if you can't go back, you can only fall into the reincarnation of this world, and your soul will be scattered." ”

Shaman gritted his teeth and said, "They have already said this, I am asking what you will do with me over there." ”

Xiang Rong was extremely embarrassed, and suddenly gritted his teeth and said: "Little princess, let me make it clear to you, when you came, Meiya Mountain was sealed by the Holy Lord, and if you can't go back to ......, Meiya Mountain and everything it belongs to will be taken back by the Holy Lord." ”

Shaman's body went limp, and she fell down lightly, Wan Linggen hurriedly held her up, and then looked at her complexion, she was already as pale as paper, and her breathing became nothing.

"Rui'er, help her to the car!" Wan Linggen shouted.

Madame Russell hurriedly ran over, picked up the soft sand man, jumped into the carriage, and put her in the sedan chair.

Wan Linggen's eyes were cold, and he asked in a cold voice, "How many of you are here?" ”

Zhong Ling hesitated for a moment and said, "A total of 2,282 people have come here this time. ”

"Good!" Wan Linggen turned around and looked at Uncle Han Ping's nephew, "Brother Han, Xiao Lin, my boning knife technique is light and dexterous, I don't know if there is any conflict with your kung fu?" ”

Han Ping and Han Shulin were stunned for a moment, and then they were overjoyed, "There is no conflict!" The two said almost in unison.

"That's good!" Wan Linggen looked at Xiang Rong, "This Brother Xiang, borrow your sword and use it." ”

Xiang Rong didn't know what he was going to do, so he untied the sword in his waist and handed it over.

Wan Linggen held the sword in his hand, walked forward more than a dozen steps, and came to an open space in front of him, Han Ping and Han Shulin followed, and the three of them played each other here.

Xiang Rong's eyes widened, and the sword that stared at him for a moment turned into a flying silver snake in Wan Linggen's hand, and he couldn't close his mouth for a long time.

Zhong Ling and Zhong Wei also watched intently as Wan Linggen rehearsed one move at a time for Han Ping's uncle and nephew, and then they replayed the confrontation, and the expressions on their faces became more and more solemn.

Wan Linggen didn't even think to avoid them!

Han Ping's uncle and nephew make a living from hunting on weekdays, and their body shape and footwork are faster than ordinary people, and Wan Linggen's set of knife techniques is completely achieved by the perfect combination of body footwork and technique, so for the two of them, it is basically a little bit of a masterpiece. With a lot of effort, the steel knives in the hands of the two of them were already able to cut out layers of knife curtains.

Wan Linggen nodded with satisfaction, came to Xiang Rong's side, and handed him back the sword in his hand, "Thank you, Brother Xiang!" ”

Xiang Rong took the sword in a daze, and at the moment when Wan Linggen was about to turn around, he suddenly asked: "Brother Wan, this sword can use the heavy power of the back of the sword to free up the blade and maintain its speed, how did I do this sword?" ”

Zhong Ling and Zhong Wei looked over at the same time, obviously they also had the same question. Wan Linggen smiled and said: "The sword is heavy and the sword is light, after the knife dances, it must rely on its own inertia to maintain high-speed and coherent movements, and the sword must rely on wrist strength." As he spoke, he gently held up Xiang Rong's wrist holding the sword, "You pay attention, the rhythm of the left and right feet and the strength of the wrist flip should be compatible, so that it ......" he said as he danced with Xiang Rong's arm.

"Hahaha!" Xiang Rong laughed happily as he came down a few times, "Wonderful! Wonderful! The two brothers of the Zhong family, you don't have to worry about having a sword and no tricks anymore, right? Hahaha......"

Zhong Ling and Zhong Wei's faces were full of excitement, and they suddenly bowed deeply to Wan Linggen: "Thank you, little brother......" Wan Linggen didn't wait for them to finish speaking, then raised his hand to stop him: "I didn't do anything, it was all you saw for yourself, and it has nothing to do with me." ”

Including Xiang Rong, they were all stunned when they heard him say this, and then smiled knowingly, and stopped saying anything.

With this section, all the knots between several people seem to have disappeared, and there are more words between each other, but they are basically discussing that magical sword technique, and Wan Linggen is just listening. In this way, the speed of progress was much faster, and the fainting Shaman never woke up.