Wu Changqing was in the Rejuvenation Hall outside, using the exquisite and extraordinary high-level organ of Tianji Island to provide free diagnosis and treatment, and the organ was specially made to look like Wang Anfeng, which was really vivid, and the slightest difference could not be seen.

And Wang Anfeng himself took the opportunity to return to Shaolin, and after saluting the teachers, he walked into the monk's room.

This house is on the top of the side peak of Shaolin Temple, there are three rooms on it, a small martial arts field, with green bamboo fence, isolated inside and outside, there is a stone tablet on one side that does not enter the ground, it is the place where he lived in Shaolin Temple when he was a teenager, and then although he gradually did not come here to rest every day, but this monk's room is still preserved.

Pacing into the house, the decoration in the house is very simple, but a bed, a table, a wooden chair, the wooden bed is equal to the body, along the wall leaning against it, there is a regular script hanging on the wall, the words are different, each has its own wind and bones, it is the Buddhist classics, the Heart Sutra.

On the bed, there was a loose coat and a wig, pale as snow, and the roots were stiff and straight, Wang Anfeng had bought some things for himself by the way when he was preparing the materials needed for Xue Qinshuang's disguise.

Although he didn't need a light mask or something like a disguise technique he learned, there was no way to turn the color of his hair from black to white all at once, and even if he tried to do it, it would take time, so it was better to prepare in advance.

After closing the door casually, he took a few steps forward, and with each step, the muscles and bones of his body rang together, as if the thunder was rolling, sweeping through the sky, and when he walked only four or five steps, Wang Anfeng had changed from a young man with a normal figure and a slender figure to a man with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and a man with nearly nine feet in Tibet.

The lion has a broad mouth and a broad nose, and his appearance is majestic and heroic, which is extremely extraordinary.

Standing in the monk's room, it was no longer the gentle young man Wang Anfeng before, but an old man who looked heroic despite his old age.

Wang Anfeng looked at the bronze mirror again, carefully sorted out the details, and made sure that it was the same as the old man of the Hu people he saw that day, so he calmed down, hid the wooden sword diagonally in the clothes behind him, and strode out.

With the footsteps of breathing, adjusting the qi, it was a dragon and tiger step in a moment, and then sat cross-legged on the side of the stone monument in the courtyard, the broad palm lightly on the knee, watching the peaks stacked, the clouds and mist rising, the eyes slightly constricted, waiting for the news.

He gave Xue Qinshuang a jade bead yesterday to contact, only saying that it was modeled on the means of sound transmission of the wise warriors, and he could communicate with each other.

Exhale, inhale and exhale.

There was another long breath.

"Poor ......"

The spiritual platform hangs high, not stained with fine dust, the mood is like a lake, and there is no ripple.

"No eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body and mind, no color, sound, fragrance, touch."

…………

Rumbling horses' hooves fall, kicking up dust and sand.

A team of strong horses galloped from the official road, and two carriages were guarded in the middle.

Most of the horsemen on the horses were men in their thirties, all of them were heroic, with the color of vicissitudes of life, or wearing navy blue suits, or dressed as ordinary warriors, only the arms had heavy leather bracers, wrapped with iron chains, and there was a loud noise between the marches.

But no matter what it looks like, how old it is, it is all hidden with sharp weapons, and among the eyebrows and eyes, there is a fierce and brilliant eye, which is obviously not easy to match, and the pedestrians on the road all retreat to avoid it, and a line of carriages and horses are rushing towards Rongyue City.

In the first carriage, a young man sat upright, his eyebrows were calm, but there was a faint hint of anxiety, which destroyed the original bearing, and in the narrow carriage, there was also a small table, on which there was a game of chess, nineteen vertically and horizontally.

The black and white chess pieces seemed to be nailed, and let the carriage move without shaking at all.

The young man gently taps on the table.

Opposite him was a man in his early thirties, with a scruffy beard, unkempt, holding a sword and closing his eyes, and wearing a blue cloth coat that could hardly be detected unless he looked closely.

'Qiqi' held the chess pieces in his hand, pondered for a long time, suddenly laughed at himself, and casually threw the chess pieces back into the chess box, clanging, and said:

"I never thought that I would be so hesitant at times."

"This Xu Sixing really gave me a good game of chess, and it was also a good game of dead chess, and there was nothing to play, so I had to take this risk in person......"

The man on the other side closed his eyes and said:

"Childe should return."

'Qiqi' said: "How can I not know? One hit misses, thousands of miles away, a thousand miles away, a thousand gold, can't sit down, but this is no longer something I can choose, but I have to come. ”

"Speaking of the previous time there were many twists and turns in the search for Wang Anfeng, this time it touched the Dongfang family, and it was a sideways branch, and it was not smooth everywhere, Wang Tiance, Wang Tiance, should someone really reach this far, count the next hundred years?"

The man in cloth said slowly:

"Childe doesn't need to be arrogant, people die like lights out, Wang Tiance is scheming, can pass through ghosts and gods, and has been dead for a long time.

"No one can live the spring and autumn years."

"The world was theirs, but it should be ours after all."

When 'Qiqi' heard this heroic words, his heart dissipated a little, drank a glass of wine, and said with a smile:

"Well said."

"Even if Wang Tiance is resurrected, even if my generation is invincible, how can we not have the heart to fight? Not to mention his heirs in the next life? ”

"One day, when I can leap to the top of the twelfth floor pavilion, take charge of the divine soldiers, and impress the gods, and then in front of Wang Tiance's tomb, I will whip Wang Anfeng with thorns and a hundred times on my back, and prove the name of my ancestors, and I will not be under any heavenly policy and divine martial arts."

After that, he drank another glass and sighed:

"But first we have to get through it."

"Otherwise, the descendants of the descendants have not been able to inherit the ancestors' martial arts, they are already ashamed, if the name of the ancestors is humiliated again, it is better to die, this time only take a risk, this time, if Xu Sixing cannot be brought back, he will have to take his life to prevent the news from being revealed."

"This move is also in the name of the ancestors......"

The man in the cloth was silent.

'Qiqi' also had no interest in talking, leaned sideways and lifted the curtain of the carriage, and saw that the sun outside gradually rose automatically, gradually halfway, and the sunlight was no longer as soft as Fang Cai, reflecting in the eyes of the young man.

'Qiqi' narrowed his eyes and muttered to himself.

"It's time."

The man in the cloth hummed softly.

………

The mountains rise from the east and gradually go westward, endlessly, but in the belly of the mountain, there is a hidden place, let the number of pedestrians come and go, but no one knows, and no one can imagine, in such a majestic mountain and river, there is such an incredible place.

If you see it, you can admire it, and the power of people can also be subtle, not inferior to the heavens, and the inner belly of the mountains and rivers has been hollowed out, but it has not caused the mountains and rocks to collapse, and it can be called a different world.

The twists and turns are strange, the scenery is various, every thirteen steps, there is a pair of copper pillars and red candles, the candlelight illuminates one of them brightly, there are twenty-six rooms, in response to the stars, and the decoration of the easternmost side of the quiet room is far better than the rest of the rooms.

Among them, calligraphy and painting potted plants, enjoy jade, all kinds of worldly enjoyment things, there are everything, especially the bed, it is actually a whole piece of white jade carved out, the bed support, the relief eight immortals across the sea, the cadre Mo Xie, Ou Ye cast sword, many characters, vivid.

Although the white jade is not a high-grade jade material, it can be so big, so complete, and it is also a treasure, but it is only used as a bed, and it can't help but make people feel that it is a tyrannical thing.

But the bed couldn't help but be overshadowed by the woman sitting on it.

Shi Huaidie sat upright on it, her eyebrows frowned, and her right hand unconsciously clenched the red dress, leaving half-crescent-like marks on her skin, which should have been extremely painful, but she was suddenly distracted at this time, and she didn't feel it at all.

She wouldn't have imagined that one day, she would have gone crazy to such an extent before, nay, six months ago—

The people to be dealt with in the same organization, in turn, are designed to value the elite in the organization.

If one is not good, it is difficult to die......

Die?

Thinking of this word, the woman's palms couldn't help but tremble, and the red dress trembled, and many folds were pinched out, as if scarlet waves were surging and rolling.

She had already seen the feeling of death, and she didn't want to bear it anymore.

It's a pity that in retrospect, things have come all the way to this situation, and it was completely their own choice, no wonder no one, that gentleman did not force or deceive himself for a moment, but gave all kinds of help.

Although it is lofty, it is even more compassionate and generous.

I can only blame myself for being greedy, although I know the danger, but I am still like a moth to a fire, and I can't help myself - if this matter is successful, I can jump up from the original sword slave status and officially become the core elite of the organization.

You will be able to get the real divine classics, point directly to the gate of heaven, and obtain the method of land immortals, and you will be able to get rid of the current dangerous situation, and you will no longer have to worry about one day you need to entertain people with your own color, lose the last stick in your heart, and indulge in the sound of dogs and horses.

Truly live like a person.

can have your own wishes, you can do your own things, you don't have to be a person who lives and dies, and you don't have to be an outcast, being abandoned at will, and taking risks to confront masters from all walks of life......

She took a slight breath.

Well, when this matter is understood, I took the initiative to go to the secret place and meet Mr. to resign.

Thinking of this, Shi Huaidie's heart suddenly rose a little apprehensive, after all, his life, martial arts, and famous swords were all given by Mr., it seems a little bad to leave like this, and besides, after Mr. has paid so much, is he really willing to let her get free?

She hesitated for a moment, and thought of the scribe's words and deeds, although majestic, but not forced, she settled down, and said to herself: "With the tolerance and sincerity of Mr., I will naturally not hinder it, but after leaving, I will always be grateful for Mr.'s kindness, and I will not dare to forget it." ”

As for 'Poor Qi', his people are good at scheming, and his ability to calculate people's hearts is far greater than his own martial arts attainments.

Speaking of means, it is really ruthless, as for martial arts, it can only be considered good at this age, but it is far from being comparable to those top martial artists of the younger generation who have been born, and even Xu Sixing can't beat it, let alone the first-class master who has at least mastered the divine weapon qi?

That's a hand-picked thing.

Thinking of this, Shi Huaidie exhaled deeply, her expression calmed down, and she glanced at the red candle, which was a bronze maid, half-kneeling on the ground, holding a lamp in one hand, the red candle had burned more than half, she calculated the time in her heart, and murmured:

"Two hours, two moments."

"It's coming."

"It's going to be ...... soon"

………………

Rongyue City is a very standard county seat of Daqin.

In Xianping County, Jiannan Province, there are 17 squares in the city, and each square city only has a population of more than 20,000, and among these 17 squares, there are still four squares to spare.

It occupies a large area, but in fact, because it is far away from the city's shop and medical hall, there are no people living there, and the whole is only more than 300,000 people, which is far from being comparable to Liangzhou City.

Its prosperity is all in the center of the city, four city gates, divided into four directions, each city gate is connected to a main street, intersecting each other, forming a cross, the most central staggered place is the most prosperous place, the wine flag is displayed, and the generations of the apprentices and pulp sellers come and go endlessly.

Tie Lin stands at the highest place in the city, on the seventh floor of the restaurant, 20 meters high, there is no great building in this city, as far as the eye can see, the pole eye is more than 300 miles, a city of land, all in the eyes.

Tie Lin looked outside, picked up the white porcelain bowl, and drank the liquid in it.

The slightly cold water submerged into the throat, stimulating the spirit to become more and more cold, and the eyes swept over the water dripping in the restaurant.

Outside there were loud shouts, children running by, pulp walkers shouting, seriously ill people weeping bitterly, husbands and wives arguing, women's voices sharp and piercing, men's voices low and cowardly.

Life is a hundred years, red dust, all kinds of appearances, but the water droplets in this leak have to fall drop by drop, not a little faster, not a little slow.

Tielin closed his eyes.

"It's past three quarters."

"Soon, according to what Wang Anfeng said, that person will arrive at noon......"

He went out of the city last night and rushed to attack, and he had already discussed it with several masters in Rongyue City, and now the entire Rongyue City has been guarded by experienced warriors, and he can take in the vision of the whole city.

Under the order of the fierce gold, the arsenal was wide open, and the bow and crossbow had already been wound.

At this moment, it is already a situation of heaven and earth, Tie Lin was the overseer, and at that time he had seen the vast scene of the salvo of ten thousand crossbows, no matter how powerful the master is, with one enemy of ten thousand, arrows like flying locusts, he also has to drink hatred, this is the time when the manpower is exhausted.

He looked up at the sun, and he was already in the middle.

Midday meet.

A young shopkeeper ran up below, looking pleasing, and walked in a deep direction, saying: "Ladies and gentlemen, it's noon, the back kitchen is ready for all kinds of food today, if you like it......"

Tie Lin put the bowl in his hand on the table and deserved.

He took a deep breath, and then a low, long voice came out of his mouth—

"Noon."

It's noon today.

The secret legend of the Sword Casting Valley, the descendant of Ou Yezi, 'Poor Qi' should be Rongyue.

There are three sins, all of which are unforgivable!

………………

The sound of horses' hooves was violent, and then it suddenly stopped, and the first horse suddenly stood up, and the long neighing continued, like a dragon's groan.

'Poor Qi' lifted the curtain and got off the horse.

A pair of cloth shoes, stepping on the ground.

Shi Huaidie watched the red candle go out, and in the quiet room in the belly of the mountain, it was immediately swallowed by darkness, and there was a dead silence, and in the dead silence, the sound of heartbeat gradually accelerated.

bang

bang

Bang!

The clangs rang softly.

The thin sword in Tie Lin's hand popped out an inch, his figure was high, and he suddenly got up, the inner armor and armor leaves on his body rubbed and collided, killing and fierce, and then ignored the people above him, and suddenly jumped out, turned over and knelt on the pavilion.

When the wind came from the west, Tielin's long hair was slightly raised, his eyes were like swords, and he looked around, and saw that the streets were staggered and the distant mountains were hazy.

Where the heart fluctuates, the clouds in the distance are like anger, and the heavens and the earth are connected.

"Whew...... Suck ......"

On the Shaolin Mountain, the sound of long breathing, it was already noon, the Buddha bell rang by itself, and the oscillating clouds and mist dispersed.

Wang Anfeng slowly opened his eyes, there was the sound of wind in his ears, the clouds and mist in front of him were scattered, the bells rang in bursts, time seemed to stop, I don't know how long it had passed, there was a light and thin voice in his ears.

"I've arrived ......"

"Rongyue City."

Wang Anfeng exhaled slowly, and after silently reciting the last two verses, Zhong Ming didn't realize the aftertaste, he got up with his sleeves, and when his sleeve robe was rolled, he stepped out in one step, and he had already rolled the inside and outside of the two worlds.

"Poor Qi."

In an instant, the world changed, and he walked out of the alleyway he had arranged earlier, and walked into the crowd of people on the main road.

At noon, the smoke was everywhere, and there were not many pedestrians on the road, and they were in a hurry, so I saw the 'young man' sitting on the teahouse table drinking tea at a glance, and saw the clothes he bought.

The corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, Wang Anfeng walked forward slowly, Xue Qinshuang drank a cup of tea, took out the copper coin from his arms and put it on the table, got up and said with a smile:

"Why is it so late?"

Wang Anfeng smiled, the two cooperated together, according to the information given by Shi Huaidie, walking along the street, his expression was relaxed and casual, Wang Anfeng bought a hat along the way, covering his dazzling face at this time.

If ordinary people want to hide, most of them will hide in hidden places, but that sword organization is biased to do the opposite. But it is not like ordinary reckless people, who regard not doing disguise as the most exquisite disguise.

It is the method of loosening the outside and tightening the inside, and there are three cunning rabbit holes, if it is not right, leave immediately, and dig out a secret passage under the ground of several compounds, which is several miles long, walking inside and outside, and does not need to be exposed to the outside at all.

Then he swaggered and lived in the most prosperous place in the entire Rongyue City.

Where did ordinary people think that this person would be so bold and reckless, but even if they guessed, if they wanted to enter the arrest, they would definitely be blocked by the guards of the nursing home, and in an instant, the other party was already several miles away, the guests were happy, the wine cup was all available, and the wine cup was ready to serve and have fun, but how to arrest it?

Wang Anfeng kept the map of Rongyue City in his mind, and he didn't know where Mr. Ying got this map, and the level of detail was no less than the scroll in Wuxin's hand, on which the red line undulated, marking the trajectory of Qiqi's walking.

I couldn't walk for a moment, and the sound of the horse's hooves could be faintly heard in the distance.

Wang Anfeng nodded slightly at Xue Qinshuang, who understood in his heart, and took a few steps to the side, Wang Anfeng took a slight breath, walked forward slowly alone, and the sound of horses' hooves gradually approached.

In front, there is a street intersection, wide enough to accommodate five cars in parallel, but now at noon, there are hardly any pedestrians, and it looks like there is a lot of sadness.

The upper room on the left side of the oblique is a very large and luxurious courtyard, there are two stone lions standing at the door, there are already servants standing outside to greet each other, two by two, two pairs, are young and beautiful women, the outermost two hold swords, and they are even more heroic.

The sound of the carriage approached, and a group of people came out of the street, and the pomp and circumstance were extremely spacious, which was natural, because this group of people actually looked straight at the Lu family, who was the richest and most extravagant in the city, and thought that it was his distant relative, and he should have this style.

Someone in the restaurant looked at the Lu family's beautiful maid from afar, and looked at the beautiful maid of the Lu family who was a little crazy, and unconsciously loosened his strength in his hand, the cup fell, and he couldn't help but let out an ah-ah sound in his mouth, and then looked down.

The scholar's heart suddenly beat heavily.

"This, this is ......"

Above the streets, where the crossroads are crossed.

The east is Lu Fu, and the west is the carriage convoy, which is mighty.

Then an old man walked slowly out of the road on the south side, wearing a hat, as if intentionally, as if unintentionally, in the middle of the two, the horse was tall, obviously violent, but for some reason, he actually stopped fifteen steps in front of the old man, and refused to move.

East and west, one side is the lonely old man, and the other side is the mighty convoy.

With the naked eye, it looks like a grasshopper shaking a tree, but above the momentum of the two sides, there is no difference between the top and the bottom.

The knight was furious, whipped his mount, and cursed, but in the past, he crushed the chest of the strong man and was like an idle horse, and refused to take a step forward, and then became even more angry, and raised his whip to whip the old man who blocked the way straight out.

"Good old man, dare to block the way, I'm afraid I will eat the bear's heart and leopard's gall!"

"Get out of here!"

The scholar upstairs couldn't help but be shocked when he saw this, and he was about to shout out.

The old man suddenly raised his hand, grabbed the hat, exerted his arms, and threw the hat out violently, wrapped in a strong wind, and smashed it on the guards of the Lu family.

The big man who weighed more than 200 pounds snorted and flew out.

The hat was opened, revealing the face of an old man with a very brave spirit, a lion's nose and a wide mouth, and white hair like a lion.

Raise his hand and slam out, when he landed the energy entangled like a dragon, roared and flew, more than a dozen people in front of him were thrown like fallen leaves, and the old man was even more like an angry tiger descending the mountain, striding forward, vigorous, trembling in his throat, his voice was soothing, but it sounded like a wild lion roaring, and said:

"Poor !!"

Wherever the energy went, there was a clattering sound, and the carriage shattered.

In the blue eyes of the 'old man', a stunned young man was reflected, and he saw that the appearance was the same as the portrait given by Shi Huaidie, with deep pupils, flowing light, like a famous sword pulling out its sheath in anger, sharp, grinning, and said softly:

"Found you."

The body is slightly prostrate, the left hand is like a dragon's claw probing forward, the right palm is raised, stopping for a breath, and then flipping, like pulling the nine dragons back to the coffin, and the heaven and earth rotate in all directions.

Everyone couldn't help but breathe.

At this time, the scholar let out an exclamation before he fell.

Above the sky, there are already angry clouds.

Rumble!!!

PS: Everyone, happy Mid-Autumn Festival~

PS: Today's update presents............ 6,000 words, split into two chapters of 3,000 words each.