On the top of Huashan, there are dozens of new tombs, more than 30 well-known Baidao masters, and more than 30 martial arts heroes with fresh clothes and angry horses, all of which have been buried on the steep and beautiful Huashan. Among them, there are also the thunderbolt son Li Hangang and the founder son Yue Tangwei of the mighty rivers and lakes.

Peng Wuwang specially found a boulder, and used the blue blood left by Gu Tianya to carve more than a dozen lines of big characters:

"Wulin Gongzi Li Hangang, Yue Tangwei and Suzhou Tiger Hill Zhuang Yu Jianchun, Yu Jianping, Henan Dengzhou Danya Villa Meng Nianqiu, Meng Nianchun, Meng Xiong, Meng Jie, Shannan Guixiang Yanzi Ya Feiyan Villa Qiao Jingqing, Qiao Jingrong, Qiao Jinglie, Liangzhou Nanhu Villa Murong Feihu, Murong Yuanshan, Murong Yuancun, Murong Yuansoul, Murong Feilong, Huainan Taihu Villa Ouyang Zhan, Ouyang Shan, Ouyang Zhi, Ouyang Jun, Guanzhong Sword Sect Fang Zhuo, Lu Datong, Lu Youyi, Kongtong Sword Sect Tang Fei, Bai Zhiqiang, Wang Ping, Di Yuanhua, Emei Sword Sect Yihui, A sword, a autumn, a crane, a thunder Taoist, the Bashan Sword Sect Dragon and Tiger Daoist, the first killer in the world, Qingfeng Hall Master is here. Although the heroic soul is gone, Dan's heart lives on.

Survive the rest of the son, cry blood and weep."

The people in Baidao who survived the battle of the cliff silently looked at the stone tablet written by Peng Wuwang, and there were many thoughts in their hearts. "If there were more masters, there wouldn't have been so many deaths." A young disciple of the Kongtong Sect suddenly said bitterly. The crowd was gloomy. Originally, for the sake of insurance, Fang Mengjing invited many senior masters with strong martial arts on the rivers and lakes. But these people either couldn't get out because they were obsessed with the divine military order, or they were busy competing for the ranking on the first record in the world, or they didn't bother to be in the company of everyone, so they didn't come. Justice, not everyone puts it first.

"Is the Qingfeng Hall Master dead or alive?" Someone asked.

"Of course she died, didn't you hear, she has taken more than 100 kinds of poisons, and now that the power of the medicine is attacking, she will definitely die."

"If it weren't for Peng Gongzi's knife, she wouldn't have died."

"Otherwise, Brother Li and Brother Yue slashed her with one palm and two shots, and that really killed her."

"I said it was Zheng Gongzi's magic arrow that finally established the victory."

"Actually, we all contributed a lot, and several of my senior brothers died in battle."

"Uncle Xia also drove to the west, and there are a lot of forces sent by us."

The crowd began to talk in a whisper, and many young people who did not know the taste of sorrow had forgotten the death of their comrades-in-arms and began to argue about the heroes of this battle.

Peng Wuwang smiled bitterly, picked up the Qingfeng Sword left by the Qingfeng Hall Master, and came to the edge of the cliff.

"Brother-in-law!" "Third brother!" Hong Sixue, Hua Bufan and Zheng Danshan asked out loud when they saw him.

Peng Wuwang shook his head, and suddenly shook his hands, Gu Tianya's blue blood shone on Dan's heart, and Xiao Yueru's Qingfeng sword turned into two flying rainbows, swaying towards the cliff of Sheshan.

"Big brother, what are you?" Hong Sixue came to his side and asked softly.

"Senior Gu and the Qingfeng Hall Master will most likely die here in ten days. Let these two swords accompany them first." Peng said hopelessly.

"Big brother!" Hong Sixue glanced at him stupidly, and suddenly realized in her heart: Yes, ten days later, the master of Qingfeng Hall will die in Gu Tianya's arms. At that time, Gu Tianya was grief-stricken, and he would take her body to the place where she would sacrifice herself, and she would leap into the Yellow Spring together, abiding by the oath of the two of them to live and die together. At that time, it was also reassuring to have the Qingfeng Sword and the Blue Blood Zhao Dan heart to accompany him.

"Senior Gu is really pitiful." Hong Sixue muttered.

"It's hard to say what hasn't happened yet." Peng Wuwang looked at her and comforted, "Maybe there will be some turnaround, maybe they will have some adventures. Until the last minute, there is always a glimmer of hope."

"yes!" Hong Sixue perked up and smiled reluctantly, "There's already too much blood here."

Peng Wuwang looked back at the Sacrifice Cliff and sighed long: When I gave them that bead, I saved this glimmer of hope. It's slim, but it's better to have hope than nothing.

In the Jingling Hall of Xiyue Temple, Fang Mengjing and Luo Mingxian knelt in front of the statue of the god of Xiyue, the White Emperor Shaohao, and prayed silently, hoping that the heroes who went up the mountain could come back safely.

Fang Mengjing is most worried about Peng Wuwang and Hong Sixue, one of these two people is as kind to her as a mountain, and she has saved her life four times, two of which are sacrificed to save each other, Fang Mengjing has always wanted to repay, if he has three long and two short this time, then this kindness will be regretted for life. The other is her confidant, gentle and slender in temperament, expansive and understanding, a good friend who talks all night, and a heroine whom Fang Mengjing admires very much.

But Luo Mingxian was really nervous in his heart, his new master, Peng Wuhope. Although it has only been a few days, Peng's hopeless heroic image has been deeply implanted in his heart. Most of the famous people he has met in his life are a little arrogant, and even the seven sons who are famous in the rivers and lakes will not forget their own style anytime and anywhere. Only Peng Wuwang has almost the same pure heart as him, and it seems that the prestige he has earned by fighting desperately on the rivers and lakes over the years has no meaning to him. He became his master, but he seemed to know a new junior brother, and he tried his best to teach himself all the proud kung fu, without hiding any selfishness, which benefited him a lot.

Luo Mingxian looked at the majestic statue of the god of Xiyue stupidly, and secretly blessed: Grandpa Mountain God, Grandpa Mountain God, if you can bless Brother Peng to come back safely, Luo Mingxian will definitely reshape your golden body for you.

At this time, in the early morning, a burst of chirping birds suddenly sounded in the sparsely populated Xiyue Temple.

"Could it be that they're back?" Fang Mengjing and Luo Mingxian glanced at each other, stood up in a hurry, almost stumbled out of the main hall of Xiyue, and trotted all the way to Wufeng Gate.

Peng Wuwang and his party came to the two of them out of breath. As the saying goes: it's easier to go up than to down. In the Tang Dynasty, the dangerous Canglong Ridge in Huashan, Baiqi Lu and other places did not build a step plank road, and it was extremely difficult to trek through it. On the way back, there were several young children of the family who almost fell off the cliff because of the fatigue of hard fighting, the soles of their feet were weak, but fortunately, Peng Wuwang flew to the rescue, and Hong Sixue flew to help, so he saved the danger.

Seeing that Peng Wuwang and Hong Sixue were safe and sound, Fang Mengjing and Luo Mingxian were relieved. Luo Mingxian cheered, rushed forward and hugged Peng Wuwang, and just as he was about to speak, Peng Wuwang had already fallen to the ground with his head in the sky. It turned out that he had exhausted his true yuan in the bloody battle of the Qingfeng Hall Master, and when he went down the mountain, he repeatedly rescued his companions, and he was already wilted at this time. Luo Mingxian's vigorous pounce, he really couldn't bear it.

"Brother Peng, what's wrong with you!" Luo Mingxian was so frightened that he almost cried.

"It's okay, it's okay." Peng Wuwang slowly got up and said in a deep voice, "Ming Xian, from now on, you are going to call me Master."

"Master!" Luo Mingxian was overjoyed and said hurriedly, "The Qingfeng Hall Master is dead?"

Peng Wuwang looked at the people behind him, and seeing that everyone had no objections, he said loudly, "Yes, the Qingfeng Hall Master can no longer leave Huashan." Fang Mengjing let out a long sigh of relief, and secretly said in her heart, "Daddy, your old man is under the Yellow Spring, you can look at it." She looked at the people around her, found that there were many familiar faces missing, and her heart darkened, and asked, "Everyone, Li Gongzi and Yue Gongzi are so martial arts, are they?" As soon as these words came out, everyone's faces showed sadness.

Peng Wuwang sighed and said, "Young Master Li and Young Master Yue sacrificed their lives to fight, and finally severely injured the Qingfeng Hall Master, so that we could have a chance to kill her. but they died heroically for it."

"Humph!" Zheng Juechen snorted, and then found that everyone was looking at him with a strange look. He sighed, coughed, and said, "Yes, without the two of them, we wouldn't be able to leave Huashan alive." The crowd breathed a sigh of relief. Peng looked at him gratefully. He pursed his lips, rolled his eyes, and said no more.

That night, everyone settled in Puzhou, northeast of Huashan, and Hong Sixue and Fang Mengjing had the opportunity to get together to talk. Fang Mengjing couldn't wait to urge Hong Sixue to describe the details of the battle in Huashan one by one. It turned out that Fang Mengjing still did not give up compiling Mr. Fang Baitong's martial arts anecdotes, recording the legendary stories and major events in the martial arts for the reference of future generations of martial arts. The battle of Huashan, which besieged and killed the master of Qingfeng Hall, is necessary to write a special book in the book on its importance and legend. And Fang Mengjing herself is also very interested in this battle.

Hong Sixue also had a lot of thoughts and feelings, and she was depressed in her heart, hoping to find someone to talk to, so she immediately narrated the whole story of the first battle of Huashan in the original place.

When she heard that Gu Tianya and Xiao Yueru were separated by someone and misunderstood each other and Lao Yan flew apart, Fang Mengjing snorted in surprise, and said after a while: "My father and I always thought that Gu Tianya was separated from Lord Xiao for the sake of the righteousness of the whole nation, and it turned out that there were many twists and turns."

Hong Sixue said, "Yes, the person who broke them up was the Turkic eldest princess Xiao Yeru, and her Turkic name is unknown for the time being. This man is so hateful."

Fang Mengjing sighed softly and asked, "So Senior Gu is not a ruthless person, I really blamed him at the beginning. So, what happened?"

Hong Sixue said, "As soon as Senior Gu appeared, he stabbed the point with his sword and knocked everyone to the ground. Only the righteous brother got away with it. Later...... she then released Gu Tianya and Xiao Yueru from the process of ice and suspicion, how Xiao Yueru drank poison for thirty years to turn lovesickness beyond recognition, and how Gu Tianya never gave up and decided to die with his body, how Xiao Yueru recovered her appearance because of her dispersal of skills, and how Gu Tianya cried blood when she couldn't find the mirror. Fang Mengjing was dazzled when she heard this, and only after a while did she sigh leisurely: "To be treated so lovingly by Gu Tianya, Xiao Yueru's suffering over the years is worth it."

She was in a trance for a while, and suddenly remembered, "That Turkic eldest princess is really not simple, not only can she resist Gu Tianya for thirty years and not let him set foot in the county lord's mansion, but also designed to misunderstand the two, so that the Central Plains has one more Qingfeng Hall master who has killed countless people. Her resourcefulness and martial arts are really terrifying. I heard that in the battle of Weiqiao back then, she personally secretly planned to make the Turks attack Tang in multiple ways, and Chen soldiers were under the city of Chang'an, forcing the current saint to negotiate peace and sign the White Horse Alliance."

Hong Sixue was shocked, "It turns out that this person is so powerful."

Fang Mengjing pondered and said, "I heard that this person died early because of overwork, but it is rumored that she left behind a daughter, and her martial arts and wisdom are better than her back then. I don't know if it's true." Her heart suddenly remembered the masked woman who met her Daozuo back then.

She pondered for a long time, shook her head, got rid of these disturbing thoughts, and asked, "Sixue, did Senior Gu and Xiao Yueru both die later?"

"No," a hint of blush appeared on Hong Sixue's face, "Later, I still have some doubts about whether I dreamed or not. From beginning to end, my eldest brother has been persuading Senior Gu to kill the Qingfeng Hall Master to thank the world. However, later, seeing that Senior Gu and the others were about to die, he gave Senior Gu the thousand-year-old Blood Star Bead that he had been carrying with him."

"Millennial Blood Star Orb?" Fang Mengjing's eyes widened, "I heard that this thing can be brought back to life, which can increase people's internal strength for nearly a hundred years, and those who practice martial arts regard it as a supreme treasure. He actually gave this thing to Gu Tianya?"

"Yes," Hong Sixue smiled, "Senior Gu told him that this bead could only extend the life of the Qingfeng Hall Master for ten days, and persuaded him not to waste the treasure. Guess what my brother said?"

"Let me guess?" Fang Mengjing smiled, "It seems that Brother Peng's words have moved your heart again, right?"

"Sister Jing!" Hong Sixue's snow-white cheeks rose with a beautiful flush like sunset, and she whispered.

"Okay, okay, how could I have guessed. I really can't think of how he could convince the arrogant Gu Tianya to accept this priceless treasure." Fang Mengjing said with a smile.

"And he said, Shall it be ten days? That's what he said." Hong Sixue's eyes flashed with a strange flow, making her eyes even brighter, "His voice was sour at that time, but even Gu Tianya couldn't refuse him."

Fang Mengjing's heart throbbed for a while, and her throat was dry, and she couldn't speak for a while.

"You gave the beads to the Qingfeng Hall Master?" Luo Mingxian was shocked, "Then she's not dead yet?"

"yes, she has ten days to live." Peng Wuwang looked at Luo Mingxian with a guilty face, "I originally wanted to hide it from you. But I can't hide my thoughts, so scold me."

"She killed my father, and more than 100 people in the family, of course I want her to die." Luo Mingxian said loudly, "However, it is nothing if she lives for ten more days. I just feel sorry for Master's heart for that bead."

"Ah," Peng Wuhopeless exclaimed, "you don't blame me?"

Luo Mingxian smiled and said, "Master, didn't you say that people in the rivers and lakes, the most important thing is to be chivalrous? Now the master of Qingfeng Hall will definitely die, and it makes no difference to me a few days earlier and a few days later. Am I going to blame Master for this little thing?"

"Good!" Peng Wuwang was overjoyed and said, "He deserves to be my good apprentice."

"However, that bead is really a pity, Master can take it yourself. But it cheapened the Qingfeng Hall Master who did a lot of evil." Luo Mingxian said indignantly.

"Hey, you're called a little kid." Peng Wuwang patted his head, "If I don't give it, will I watch Senior Gu die?" He looked at the starry sky tonight, and there was one sentence that he never said: You don't care about these ten days, but for Gu seniors, it is worth a lifetime to exchange.

Luo Mingxian looked up at the sky like a master, not understanding what he was looking for in the night sky.