"No way, no way, the First Emperor won't lie to me." Yan Xifeng's brows furrowed, and his pale face was full of shock.

"Oh, is it? With your strength, will the First Emperor reuse you? Golems only! Zhang Jiuyi made a sudden move, and knocked Yan Xifeng back dozens of steps with one palm.

Yan Xifeng's pale face was full of shock, and he exclaimed: "You are not a fortune teller, who are you!" ”

"Come with me!" Zhang Jiuyi did not answer Yan Xifeng's words, but jumped to Yan Xifeng's side, and took Yan Xifeng to ride the wind with a wave of his hand.

Half an hour later, Zhang Jiuyi stood by the water, looked at Yan Xifeng and said with a smile: "Where do you see this?" If it were an ordinary person, Yan Xifeng would definitely not care, but this fucking blind man.

"Jinsha River!" Yan Xifeng had no choice but to answer truthfully.

Jinsha River, known as Lushui during the Three Kingdoms period, Zhuge Wuhou "crossed Lu in May, deep into the hairless". Sand gold is abundant along the river, "gold is born in Lishui, and silver is born in Juti." "In the Song Dynasty, it was renamed Jinsha River because of the large amount of sand gold in the river. The poet Zhen Zhisui's poem "Jinsha River Slogan" said: "Jiang people compete to say that the workers are hard, and there are 10,000 grains of yellow sand and one grain of gold." I don't know the official family's gold threshold, and many Qiantou have lost time. ”

"Why are you coming to Jinshajiang with me?" Yan Xifeng was puzzled, this Jinsha River is turbulent, could it be that this blind man knows that there are Yin soldiers in the Jinsha River who want to kill him? Yan Xifeng thought about it and let out a cold sweat.

"Do you think you're buried here or not?" Zhang Jiuyi asked.

Yan Xifeng secretly said that it was not good, this blind fortune teller really wanted to kill him! Yan Xifeng jumped out of ten meters away, held a bronze token in his hand, and shouted in his mouth: "You are not benevolent and blame me for being unjust, Yin Bingzhi!" ”

A huge whirlpool suddenly appeared in the Jinsha River, boom! The water rushes up to the sky, and when the water falls, a ravine appears in the middle, and the river is separated at both ends. A pair of Yin soldiers swarmed out, and the leader was a golden-armored Yin soldier. Nine feet long, holding a golden giant sword.

"Hmph, I don't change my dead nature!" Zhang Jiuyi snorted coldly, but did not move. At this time, Zhang Jiuyi folded his sword and was blind. has already fallen from the fake fairyland, and his strength is not as good as before.

"You dead blind man has some skills, it is better for you to surrender to me, and when I become famous, I will reward you with a piece of land." Yan Xifeng said gloomily.

"Understand!" Zhang Jiuyi burst into a loud shout, and his figure was several times faster. Everywhere Zhang Jiuyi went, there was a faint scratch on the neck of every Yin soldier.

"Earned, earned!" Yan Xifeng was pleasantly surprised, he didn't expect this dead blind man to be so strong, if he surrendered to him, what else would he do to the First Emperor, it would be better to occupy the mountain as the king.

Rumble!

I saw that Zhang Jiuyi was slashed by the Jinjia Yin soldier led by him and flew out, hit the hill next to him, and was buried in the ruins. It's fine if Zhang Jiuyi wasn't blind, but he can't see it, so he can only listen to the argument. There are too many Yin soldiers, and it is inevitable that they will be injured.

At this time, Zhang Jiuyi's condition was very bad, the old injury had not recovered, and the new injury was so bad that he was pressed by the stone and couldn't move. Zhang Jiuyi felt that his eyes were dark and fainted.

"If you hadn't broken your sword and were blind, how could you have ended up in such a field?" Zhang Jiuyi heard a mockery, it turned out to be Zhang Jiuyi's inner demon, Zhang Yijiu.

"Replace me!" Zhang Yijiu continued to speak.

"Good!" Zhang Jiu nodded in agreement.

Dark clouds spread across the sky, the sun sets below the mountains, the light hides the shadows, and the thunder snakes swim.

The gold-armored Yin soldier who was the leader was like a great enemy, holding a long knife and pointing forward, which was the direction in which Zhang Jiuyi fell.

At this time, four men in fancy clothes came to the ancient city of Dali, led by a white-haired old man, his face was full of wrinkles, and he was holding an oil-paper umbrella in his hand. In the middle of the back three is a bookish young man with a wooden sword on his back, the man on the left is a little evil, a pair of bloody eyes are full of murderous aura, silver-white hair is cold, his face is pale and bloodless, and his cheeks have an aura that repels people thousands of miles away. He held a long knife in his hand, and the knife was covered with blood-red textures. The man on the right is a little upright, and he is also an old man, every step is very standard, his posture seems to be fixed, and he is holding a spear upside down, and the gun is covered with dragon patterns.

"Is this about to change?" The somewhat wicked man looked at the sky and whispered.

"The Great Demon of the World, someone should have been devoured by the heart demon." The bookish young man with the wooden sword on his back explained.

"Let's go, go to Jinshajiang!" The gray-haired old man said loudly, and flew out with the oil-paper umbrella in his hand. The three men in the back followed closely, and the surrounding crowd was shocked again, this damn will come a blind man for a while, and four men in strange clothes will come for a while, and they will fly? This street was later called Shock Street, because everyone was often shocked here, but of course this is a later story.

"Up!" Zhang Jiuyi burst into a shout, all the stones on his body were blown away, and he came out. Zhang Jiuyi's whole person exuded a gloomy aura, and his face was hideous.

"Give me death!" Zhang Jiuyi jumped to the side of the Golden Armor Yin Soldier, and his body was so fast that he couldn't catch it with the naked eye. Zhang Jiuyi stretched out his hand and inserted it into the body of the golden yin soldier, and when he took it back, the heart of the golden armor yin soldier was pulled out, and the black heart was still beating. The long knife of the golden armor Yin soldier's hand fell to the ground abruptly, and the huge body fell.

Yan Xifeng saw that the situation was not right, and the secret way was not good, why was this blind man so powerful, he was a fairy.

"If you take one more step, I'll break your legs!" Zhang Jiuyi shouted, Yan Xifeng didn't dare to move, just stood there, trembling.

Zhang Jiuyi didn't care about Yan Xifeng anymore, but held the black heart of the Golden Armor Yin Soldier to his mouth and swallowed it in a big gulp.

"Damn, fuck it, he's a pervert." Yan Xifeng was stunned when he saw this scene, and muttered in a low voice.

"If you speak again, I'll cut off your tongue." After Zhang Jiuyi finished eating, he sighed, Zhang Jiuyi licked his fingers back and forth a few times, and he was not happy to eat.

"Big brother, no, uncle, I was wrong, I will listen to you for everything, spare me." Yan Xifeng knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.

Zhang Jiuyi said to himself: "You should go back." After speaking, Zhang Jiu's cold aura disappeared, and he turned back into the blind fortune teller.

Zhang Jiuyi stepped forward and touched Yan Xifeng's head and said softly: "Good, I won't kill you, I ask you to do me a favor." ”

"Uncle, you say, anything is fine." Yan Xifeng looked like he was at home.

Zhang Jiuyi clapped his hands and smiled: "Okay, I'll let you bury yourself in Jinsha River for a hundred years!" ”

"Uncle, didn't you say you wouldn't kill me?" Yan Xifeng said aggrievedly.

"In this life, no one can beat the First Emperor, but there are people who can suppress him for another hundred years. In a hundred years, someone will come to rescue you, and then you will be ranked among the four saints, what do you think? Zhang Jiuyi explained softly.

Yan Xifeng weighed for a while and said loudly: "Although I am afraid of death, I am not willing to be deceived by others, I would rather die than accept a lie for a hundred years, unless you can come up with something that convinces me, or kill me!" ”

"Dragon Tiger Mountain Zhang Jiuyi!" Zhang Jiuyi said indifferently.

"You are Zhang Jiuyi, the head of Longhu Mountain!" Yan Xifeng exclaimed.

"There is someone else in charge, I am just acting in charge." Zhang Jiuyi's voice was low, and then he spoke again: "You can trust this?" ”

"Why me?" Yan Xifeng pointed to himself and said suspiciously, he didn't have anything eye-catching at all, and his strength was not as good as one-tenth of the Dragon and Tiger Mountain Master in front of him.

"With the tiger talisman in your hand, give it to me." Zhang Jiuyi stretched out his hand and said softly.

Yan Xifeng nodded, handed over the bronze token in his hand, and said, "Let's start." ”

Zhang Jiuyi nodded and shouted softly: "Pedestrian coffin, ghost coffin." If a person flies to an immortal, he should be put into a fairy coffin. If a man is buried in heaven, he should be buried in a heavenly coffin. If you are buried, you should be in a coffin. After speaking, there was no change in the surroundings, Zhang Jiuyi was stunned, and Yan Xifeng was also blinded.

"The coffin is not here yet, but when!" Zhang Jiuyi burst into a shout, and a coffin slowly fell above the nine heavens, with a five-clawed golden dragon on the coffin, and four phoenixes swimming in the sky. Two cranes stood on the clouds with their coffins.

"The coffin is open!" Zhang Jiuyi snorted softly, and the coffin board suddenly opened and stood in the air. The two cranes walked away from the clouds, leaving only the government standing in the clouds that day.

"Go, we'll see you again in a hundred years!" Zhang Jiuyi said softly, Yan Xifeng nodded, glanced back at the world he had remembered, turned around and jumped into the heavenly coffin.

Zhang Jiuyi said softly: "The coffin has fallen!" The coffin slowly fell into the Jinsha River.

"This heavenly coffin should be regarded as compensation for making you wait for a hundred years." Zhang Jiuyi looked at Jinshajiang and muttered.

"Dare to ask Daoyou, what's going on here?" I saw the white-haired old man hugging his fists, it turned out that they had rushed over.

"It's over, let's disperse." Zhang Jiuyi didn't look back, and walked on his own.

"Fellow Daoists, stay!" The young man with a wooden sword on his back and a bookish anger raised his hand, and a sword aura struck.

Zhang Jiuyi turned around and raised his hand to lightly block the doubts: "Sword Saint Chen Mingyue? ”

"Who are you?" Chen Mingyue said loudly, it turned out that the four people in strange costumes were the sword saint Chen Mingyue, the human slaughter Jiang Hanyu, the martial saint Zhao Hongtian and the Yang family Yang Yu.

"Dragon Tiger Mountain Zhang Jiuyi." Zhang Jiuyi said indifferently, and then explained: "Those Yin soldiers have been beheaded by me, and the people who are the leaders have also been sealed by me in the Jinsha rivers and lakes, so let's disperse." ”

"Fellow Daoist, what's going on with your eyes?" Chen Mingyue was puzzled, although they had never seen Zhang Jiuyi of Longhu Mountain, they had already heard that after Zhang Yi, the ancestor of Longhu Mountain, was born down the mountain, Zhang Jiuyi, the acting head of Longhu Mountain, could be regarded as a decent leader, and he had already entered the fake fairyland at a young age, how could he fall into such a field?

"Thank you for your concern." Zhang Jiuyi waved his hand and turned around to leave.

"Stop him for me, he's not Zhang Jiuyi. The heart of the golden-armored yin soldier is gone! Yang Yu shouted, it turned out that Yang Yu went to investigate the corpses while they were chatting.

"Dragon Tiger Mountain Sword Formation, Ten Thousand Swords!" Zhang Jiuyi burst into a shout, and at the same time, countless Dao swords in the Heavenly Master's Mansion of Longhu Mountain rose into the sky and flew in the direction of Yunnan.

After a stick of incense, countless Dao swords stood on top of Zhang Jiuyi's head, and Zhang Jiuyi said softly: "Can this prove my identity?" ”