A month later.

Tie Xiao, the famous general of Guanshan Town, suddenly found that Kou Chao had eased...

And then it's gone...

The frenzied bandits seemed to have been restrained by the terrible bosses, and no longer attacked Guanshan.

Whether it is Tie Xiao or Shi Youleng, he will naturally not take it lightly, because the thieves are cunning, and the means of "wanting to capture and indulge" in the art of war are also very normal.

It's just that what they don't understand is that everyone is an old rival.

It's been hundreds of years.

Who do you deceive with this method?

When you know each other very well, the only way to win is to go head-to-head.

The two peerless generals were full of curiosity, but at most they only sent some scouts who volunteered to drive fast horses out of the customs to spy on information.

Then the information became more and more bizarre.

Because most of the robbers had retreated three hundred miles, in a place called the Liuji River, the herding horses camped.

And the elites and even the leaders of these robbers are all in Xishan not far away.

The mountain is a deep mountain.

In the summer, the foliage is luxuriant, and the green is like a sea of unbridled wild.

But the robbers are inside and out, surrounded by hundreds of layers and thousands of layers, and they don't know what they are doing.

In the past, those crazy thieves seemed to have all become good children, and they sat in the mountains for a day.

Finally, Tie Xiao's curiosity was completely aroused.

He took the "Steel Thousand Miles" given by the Son of Heaven before, pretended to be a scout, and personally rode out of Guanshan.

On the periphery of the robbers, you can see it from afar.

Faintly, he could see someone standing on a cliff on top of the mountain.

Outside the cliff, the elite of the robbers all sat down, like students in private schools.

Tie Xiao "snapped" and called himself a big mouth.

This scene was so strange that the battle-hardened general thought he had hallucinations.

But his face hurts terribly.

That scene was real.

Distance.

High in the mountains.

Cliff edges.

A man in a black robe sat on a cliff, teaching the way of the sword like a sermon.

The people who can sit here are all outlaws in the bandits, elite and strong.

And the identity of this man has been revealed.

Taishang Tianzi Xia Ji!

A thought moves.

Again the storm and clouds.

The robbers only felt that if this person wanted to make a move, they were afraid that they could be killed in a few moments.

But the Son of Heaven, who was once an enemy, did not do so.

He's teaching.

Selflessly inform them of his understanding of the way of the sword.,Comprehension.。

Although the robbers are reckless, most of them also know kindness.

At first, they just wanted to come and see.

But gradually, he found that every word of the man on the high cliff was directed at the core of the knife path.

Every sentence gives them a better idea of their craft.

Although there were differences in understanding, each robber felt that his strength was rising rapidly before this near-Dao True Insight meeting.

Xia Ji taught and learned from each other, and when he taught, his own understanding of the Tao was also rapidly improving.

He saw more and more clearly the ultimate in his sword path.

The first is the knife article.

The second is the heart.

He taught others to fight, but he should not forget that he is a human being, and that righteousness cannot be lost.

In the future, the strong who grew up with his Dao naturally could not go against this original intention, otherwise the heart Dao would be lost, and the strength would be weakened or even disappear.

The third is visualization.

The visualization picture is a man with a hazy face and a scorching sun.

Naturally, these are oral statements, and they have never been written.

And those who try to record often lose their understanding of the truth because they only care about recording, and the three articles recorded are nondescript.

The ones who really gain are those who have been in meditation all the way.

There are Yan Lang, there is the Ox King, and the head of the Kou Zhong, the "Six-armed Ming King", is swordsman.

This knife can be said to be the person who understands it best.

In the past, he only felt that he was only in the realm worse than Tong Xuan, if Tong Xuan didn't use Xuan Qi, how much he would kill.

At first, when he met Xia Ji, he was also dismissive, but when he was pressed by a knife and never got up, he became humble.

Although modest, but still with pride.

It's just that slowly, his arrogance is gone.

All that remains is to face the respect of the gods, or faith.

Xia Ji preached for two months.

In autumn, take Yunnan to go.

Thousands of thieves looked at the distant figure, and all knelt down, black and pressed, and sent the myth of the world.

Dao Hun changed his name on the same day.

This six-armed king who has been the eldest brother of Kou Chaoli for ten years calls himself the second sword.

It is foreseeable that the invasion of Guanshan will not happen again in a few years.

And a few years later, this group of people who were instilled by Xia Ji with the way of hegemony, if there is a successful person, it is his Taoist, and his Taoist is naturally a person in the same camp as him.

...

...

Wangxiang Mountain, Qilin Temple, Dragon Qi Secret Land.

Pang Ban and Xia Xiaonuan are playing a battle game of using wooden sticks as knives.

Concubine Nuan sat quietly in the eternal spring-like skylight, her face was like pink jade, with crystals, and in the distance, Jin Yao and Taiyin were holding a tome book, as if they were discussing something.

Suddenly, a breeze blew.

Zou Xiangnuan felt someone behind her, and then two hands gently wrapped around her neck.

But for some reason, she had no fear, but she couldn't turn around.

It seems that the person who came didn't want her to see it, so the dragon qi of this secret realm adhered to his will, so that even if it was close at hand, he couldn't meet it.

Someone came and put a necklace on her.

In the middle of the chain hangs a white jade that lingers in the mist, like a fairy mystery.

Yucai was close to his body, and Zou Xiangnuan felt a pleasant feeling from the bottom of his heart, as if his viscera, meridians, blood, and even his soul had been washed.

A breeze passes.

Again and again.

Zou Xiangnuan hurriedly turned his head, but there was nothing behind him, how could there be anyone, but there were two thin booklets on the small wooden stool in the thin golden skylight, and a "compass" carved with strange formations.

The wind blew, and the pages of the booklet were turned over, and the ink on it was still fresh, as if it was some kind of exercise.

In the distance, Jin Yao and Taiyin didn't seem to notice anyone coming, and they were still discussing.

Zou Xiangnuan bit his lip.

Looking into the distance, for some reason, the eyes were already moist.

"Xia Ji..."

...

...

Western.

The bell rang in the grassland, crisp and pleasant.

A caravan of nearly a few thousand people is crossing the border between Mohu and Zhao.

A luxurious carriage is clustered in the middle.

In the car.

Lu Jinghua was closing her eyes and recuperating, and there were accounts on the table, as well as the relationship charts of the major chambers of commerce in the world.

The little girl lay beside her obediently, looking curiously at the words she could not understand in the light of the delicate copper oat lamp.

Ox cart bumping.

Tired from the journey.

Lu Jinghua was so sleepy that she leaned on the couch placed in the car and fell asleep.

Only this little girl named Xia Shuiyue still has the spirit, fiddling with some gadgets in the glove tube.

The child's curiosity, as well as her characteristic energy, made her not sleepy at all.

The curtain was blown open by the wind, revealing a slight dimness in the sky.

There are also guards who shuttle by with knives from time to time.

The wind smells of fragrant earth and grass.

After a while, the ox cart will stop.

The chamber of commerce's guards would set up camp and prepare dinner.

Call...

A breeze blew.

The curtain of the carriage was rolled open.

Xia Shuiyue raised her head curiously and saw a man with a scar on his face appear in the car.

She was stunned, instinctively wanting to scream.

But the man smiled softly at her.

This smile made the little girl feel strange, it was a connection rooted in the depths of the blood.

So she just opened her mouth wide and screamed but didn't scream out.

The person who came swept the sleeping Lu Jinghua, stretched out his finger against his lips, and gently "shhh

Xia Shuiyue actually lowered her voice cooperatively and asked, "Uncle, who are you?"