About fifty miles outside the city of Qianmo, Lanzhou, there is a mountain peak that towers into the sky. It is said to be a mountain peak, but in fact it is only a few tens of zhang square, and the whole is a cylindrical shape, which penetrates into the sky from the ground.

Originally, it was a strange mountain with no name, but now it is said that this peak is the residence of the Red Crow Sword Immortal, so this peak is now called Red Crow Mountain.

At the foot of the mountain stood a group of sword-wielding men dressed in black, the first one looked up at the top of the mountain, snorted coldly, jumped up, and saw the whole person running up the bare mountain as if walking on the ground.

Behind him, there were nine people who were also dressed in black and swords, of different heights, and they couldn't see their faces under the cover of black clothes, and they quietly stopped and waited for the leader to run out for three breaths. The nine of them didn't make any extra movements, nor did they make any sound, and they jumped up to follow, galloping silently behind the leader.

At the top of the mountain, there is an ordinary thatched hut with a lush vegetable garden in front of the thatched hut. A pool of clear water in front of the vegetable garden is irrigating the spring color in front of you with the rotation of the waterwheel.

The sound of water ticking, mixed with the sound of coarse food chewing.

A middle-aged man in a coarse black shirt with cuffs pulled up is sitting under the eaves of a house eating his lunch.

The man was dressed in shabby black, his hair was haphazardly tied up with a straw rope, his bare black feet, his fingernails were dirty, and his face was ordinary, and he looked no different from an ordinary porter.

His lunch was also very ordinary and simple, just a bowl of coarse rice, a plate of green vegetables, and a plate of dried meat, but this middle-aged man ate it extremely sweet, and he had to chew each bite for a long time before swallowing it deliciously.

After chewing the last bite of rice, the middle-aged man reached out and took a wooden scoop hanging under the eaves, scooped a scoop of water from the pool next to him, and drank it all in one gulp.

At the same time as his burp sounded, the man in black in front had just broken into the top of the mountain, and the person who came looked at the middle-aged man in a little daze, stopped his steps, and slowly stopped.

The man in black shook the black sword in his hand, let the mountain wind blow his black robe dance, stabilized his mind, walked into the middle-aged man's courtyard resolutely, hugged the middle-aged man, and said respectfully, "'Ghost Crying Sword' Li Wuye has seen the Red Black Sword Immortal. ”

The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows slightly, but with this raising of his eyebrows, his ordinary face seemed to suddenly become vivid, and his body began to exude an indescribable charm.

"'Ghost Crying Sword' Wei Wuye, this name is not small, I am really lucky to meet a real person today. ”

The middle-aged man didn't return the salute, just smiled slightly, but his eyes swept over the body of the 'Ghost Crying Sword' in front of him and threw it into the distance.

"This land is really boring to see for a long time, the people of Lanzhou and the barbarians fight all day long, some people can obviously be friends, but they are enemies by nature, and they can only stop when they get blood to shed a place, such a world has no beauty. Unlike you people in Jingzhou, who play swords, they are also graceful and eye-catching, but they are a little out of place with my thatched hut. ”

His words were calm and clear, just like a casual sigh when he was full of tea and food and chatting with people on weekdays, but as soon as these few words came out, all the people in black were suddenly cold.

As if seeing the nervousness of the man in black, the middle-aged man slowly stood up, waved his hand again and again, and said, "Since you are here, let's talk about it." I happen to be idle today. ”

The man in black hurriedly gave a salute and said, "Your Excellency killed my brother and uncle with one sword forty years ago, and today I am successful in swordsmanship, and I have come to fight with Your Excellency." ”

The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes and nodded, as if he was reminiscing about the past, and said slowly, "Back then, someone relied on power to oppress the good, and someone came to me with my 'Golden Crow Order' to ask me for shelter, and I beheaded more than ten men from the Li family in anger. Now that I think about it, there was indeed a little boy lying on top of the dead man, staring at me deadly. ”

The middle-aged man turned his eyes to look at the man in black again, and said lightly, "It's reasonable for you to come to me to seek revenge." You're good to go. ”

"Okay!" The man in black didn't talk nonsense, and with a black sword in his hand, he rolled up a wisp of clear water in the pool. With a slap of the sword, countless droplets of water were slapped around.

The man in black then put his sword horizontally in front of him, his fingertips linked, and in an instant, several magic tricks were sacrificed.

Then the droplets began to speed up, reaching a terrifying point in an instant, each droplet turned into a thin little sword.

"Snort" and "snort" several soft sounds in a row.

Behind him, the black-clothed man hit several water swords in each company, and countless blood shot out from the wound, and in an instant, the small courtyard was covered with bloody gas, and the head wrapped in black cloth broke away from the neck, and landed with the flying blood, and the eyes were deadly open, but there was no trace of life in the eyes.

"Good spirit!

The middle-aged man known as the 'Red Black Sword Immortal' clapped his hands and shouted, "I didn't expect you to be able to gather nine masters who are willing to die for you, let me see how powerful your Nine Ghost Prison Array is!"

The man in black shook his head slightly, gritted his teeth, and said, "How dare such a vulgar thing as the Nine Ghost Prison Addiction Array be brought to the Sword Immortal to show off, my trick is called the Ten Ghost Prison Sword!"

With that, the man in black slashed the black sword horizontally, and the cold light gently slid across his neck, and another big head rolled to the side. After the man in black died, the black sword did not land, floating in the air, still poured on the body of the sword by splashing blood.

The middle-aged man was slightly stunned, he didn't expect the man in black to behave like this.

"Makes sense. ”

He smiled self-deprecatingly, "If you want to kill someone like me, you can pay whatever price you pay." It's a pity, if you don't have to take revenge, with your talent, whether it's a ghost or a sword, you can fight for a piece of the world. He is also an obsessive person. ”

But how can a person who is not attached go out of his own way? At the end of the sentence, the middle-aged man's voice became almost inaudible.

The black sword seemed to have absorbed enough blood, and the sword body trembled, soaring into the sky. Slowly aimed the tip of his sword at the middle-aged man.

The smile on the middle-aged man's face converged at this time, and the few tiny wrinkles in the corners of his eyes were smoothed out by some strange fluorescence, and the hair and skin of his body began to flash with a jade luster, a boiling heat, and even the clear water in the small pool gradually steamed into white vapor, and a strong killing breath began to fill the entire mountaintop.

The middle-aged man groaned slightly and raised his head. "Since it is the sacrificial blow of your earth-level grandmaster, then I will use the earth-level cultivation as the enemy, and see if my red black sword is strong, or your ghost crying sword is powerful!"

"Ten ghosts love prison!, learn the sword immortal's high moves!" "The roar of the man in black sounded from the top of the mountain.

When his voice sounded, the black sword in the air suddenly became black, rolling up the bloody rain all over the ground, and directly inserted it into the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man pinched the trick in his hand, and a golden long sword appeared in the air, holding the sword in his hand, and suddenly emitted a dazzling brilliance, like the sky in the sky, illuminating a piece of heaven and earth.

Rumble!

The entire thatched hut swelled out like papier-mâché, and exploded into countless burning fragments in an instant.

......

When the brilliance dissipated, on the bare mountain top, only the middle-aged man stood alone. The huts, the vegetable gardens, the pools, and the corpses all over the ground were gone, as if they had never existed.

The grass rope didn't know whether it fell or turned into ashes in the blazing energy, and at this time, the middle-aged man's messy hair hung down at will, overlooking the earth, his eyes were compassionate, and he shook his head slightly from time to time.

"Huh?" The middle-aged man seemed to sense something, frowned slightly, moved his gaze in the direction of Blackwater City, and muttered, "Someone actually beheaded my 'Golden Crow Order'? Where did this person come from? Barbarians, royal families, or the descendants of an old immortal loser?"

After pondering for a long time and not having a clue, the middle-aged man laughed instead, and said coldly, "It seems that I have to ask in person." ”

After that, the middle-aged man picked up the black sword that fell to the ground, looked at it, and finally nodded, pinned the sword behind him, and the whole person turned into a ball of golden light and disappeared. Only an empty mountain top remained.

....

After a turmoil, everyone had settled in the warehouse, and after briefly inquiring about the situation with the steward, Chu Ye also roughly understood what had happened during his retreat for more than a month.

Shen Xingshan must have something important to do, but Shen Xingshan did not explain anything to others, and everyone could only honestly wait for Shen Xingshan to come back.

Thinking about it, with Shen Xingshan's background strength, plus Lao Jiu and a group of expert guards, there should be no accidents in the realm of Lanzhou.

Chu Ye breathed for a while, feeling the abundant Qi breath in his body, and thinking back to his performance just now, an inexplicable sense of pride arose. After changing into his clothes, Chu Ye opened the door and wanted to go out for a walk.

As a result, there was a bunch of people who looked like stewards outside the door.

"Young man, can you have time, the shopkeeper of the old man's 'Huibao Bank'. ”

"Your Excellency, may I ask which sect and which sect?"

"Little brother, you were so handsome just now, the slave family's guard lacks a guard captain, that is, the kind that guards the slave family day and night~"

After being dazzled by the sudden attack of various olive branches, Chu Ye could only lock himself back in the room.

It's not that these businessmen are digging into the wall, it's really because Chu Ye's performance today is really amazing, these people came to offer their hospitality, even if Chu Ye won't join them, at least they can have a good relationship.

For people who walk around the rivers and lakes all year round, getting to know one more powerful person is equivalent to one more way, and if you can't keep it, you can save your life one day.

Besides, if this Chu Ye is really a white man and lets himself be recruited, wouldn't it be a big leak. The value of a Xuan-level master is not something that tens of thousands of gold beads can be exchanged.

Fortunately, the Shen family's caravan is also an expert, and they have a lot of experience in dealing with this kind of thing, so Ma Zi Face has already set up a table of banquets and invited all these businessmen who came to Chu Ye. Handle things clearly between pushing the cup and changing the lamp. During the banquet, people from all walks of life were coaxed to make peace repeatedly.

Since then, Mazi Face has even begun to call himself Chu Ye's agent.