Quietly repaired that group of people last night, and on the second day, the three of them went to the post house to lead the horses in the direction of the iron city, and there were no people intercepting and killing all day long as a few days ago, it seemed to be a lot quieter, Wu Ram, who was dressed in white and carrying a sword, said that this was the calm before the storm, and the little girl in red clothes was also convinced of it, only the old god of the purple shirt on horseback was there, and he was calm. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Jiatiecheng is in the belly of the Central Plains, and it is still far away from Yangzhou, but fortunately, the official road can be reached directly. The place where the Jiatiecheng is located is a place called Songshan Grassland, and at the same time, the Jiatiecheng is not only a martial arts holy place where the sword immortal Mao Fengyu sits, but also the location of the Songshan Military Mansion, perhaps the purpose of setting up the Songshan Military Mansion there is to warn Mao Fengyu to do things, remember to be restrained, and not to forget the existence of the Great Zhou Tianzi, but it seems to have no practical significance from the perspective of ordinary people.

Songshan grassland is in the center of the Great Zhou Dynasty, known as the Great Zhou Horse Farm, when the general Chu Wenyang stepped on the rivers and lakes, it was the horses that were supplemented in the Songshan Grassland Horse Farm, different from the two famous Qiu Ming Mountains and mosques held by the south and the north, the iron city sat in the center of the Great Zhou Dynasty but never had a conflict with the Che Biao Lou or the mosque, first, the sword fairy Mao wind and rain is indisputable, and there is no interest in paying attention to the so-called verbal debate, second, he is a half-immortal in the world, and the way of the sword is unparalleled in the world, Although Che Biaolou and the mosque are ostensibly on an equal footing with the Iron City, they are actually falling behind.

After dozens of days, the three of them lived peacefully along the way, Wu Gongyang practiced swords on horseback every day, Jiang Yueyue also learned from him to practice swords on horseback, only Su Zhu rode on horseback in a daze all day long, and finally fell asleep directly on horseback, this kind of mastery style really made Wu Shaoxia, who was in white with a sword, difficult to understand, and secretly thought in his heart that all martial arts were all made by Su Gongzi sleeping in a daze?

During this period of time, there was a storm on the rivers and lakes, and the purple-shirted boy defeated more than 100 martial arts masters on the Yujianglou boat, which sank the boulder into the calm lake and stirred up a thousand waves. What is the origin of this purple-shirted boy?

Many heroes are very puzzled, in restaurants, tea houses, and inns. are all discussing the purple shirt boy who has suddenly become in the sky recently, especially in the description of the martial arts master who survived from the building boat, and invariably described the purple shirt boy as a big devil-like character, and called it the martial arts scourge Yunyun, which made people in the martial arts panic for a while. Many people are thinking about whether this ruthless purple-shirted boy will be more terrifying than the sword saint Zhao Er, who turned into a knife with killing the Dao, and even the white-eyed master who enjoys a clear reputation has vigorously called on fellow martial artists to come to help and form a righteous path alliance.

For a while, all kinds of gossip were overwhelming, and even the children in the ordinary martial arts hall were discussing this matter, speculating about when hundreds of martial arts masters joined the Righteous Dao Alliance, and when they could kill the demon and eliminate the demon guard.

However, these people who are clamoring to kill the Purple Shirt Boy. But I don't even know his name, which is really ridiculous and generous.

In this regard, the party said that he had no knowledge.

Akina Yamanaka.

Che Biao Lou is not just a building, but a stretch of buildings, Yan Yu murmurs spring flowers into the case, a spring on the autumn mountain, a few days ago there was a light rain, the attic of Che Biao Lou is still temporarily wet, the top floor has a wide field of vision, you can observe the South Star Beidou. The wind in the forest is cool and sober, the branches and leaves are separated, the intertwined peaks and crowns are juxtaposed, and the leaves fall like rain. Honorable but not flattering.

In front of the stone steps under the attic, Jun Nianxi, the evil son of the black and white Taoist robe, was holding his sword box in a daze, not just looking at the scenery, but watching his pupils dilate, I am afraid that his eyes have passed through the virtual scene in front of him and seen a place thousands of miles away.

An old man in an ancient robe walked out of the pavilion. glanced at the first disciple of Che Biaolou who was sitting there in a daze holding his shoulder blades, smiled, stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder. The old man in the ancient robe is the great elder of this car soaring building, and he is also the first person on the autumn name mountain, and there is no pavilion master in the car soaring building, because according to the rules, the pavilion master must be a half-immortal in the world, so the car soaring building has no half-immortal in the world for a day, and there is no pavilion master for a day, and the person in charge is this great elder. When this great elder was young, he was a famous swordsman on the rivers and lakes, and his prestige was almost as loud as the current Wu Ram, and after more than ten years on the Autumn Famous Mountain, there was no news, and he was gradually forgotten by the rivers and lakes.

"Great Elder." Jun Nianxie was stunned, turned his head, and said hurriedly.

"Jun'er, you've been here in a daze for several days with your sword box." The old man smiled kindly.

"Oh...... Is that ......."

"But because of the purple-shirted boy?"

"Yes......"

"Child, my disciples on Akina Mountain are all arrogant, but arrogance can't be an obstacle that affects kendo, understand?"

"Jun'er understands." Jun Nianxie bit his lip, and recalled the scene when he was fanned by the young man's sleeve, and his heart felt bitter.

"Do you know what's happening right now?"

"What?"

The Great Elder of Che Biaolou, who was known for his gentleness, slowly told the origin of the Righteous Path Alliance.

"Are we involved in this matter?" The Great Elder of Che Biaolou, who has always been able to make the most calm and accurate decisions, has now handed over this decision to him?

Jun Nianxie's black and white robe looked particularly good in the sun, his expression changed for a while, and then he said softly: "Don't participate." ”

"But because I'm worried that I can't wait, I can't help that purple-shirted boy?"

"No, it's because it's unjust." Jun Nianxie, who was in a black and white robe, explained seriously.

The old man laughed, patted him on the shoulder, and turned away.

Jun Nianxiao glanced at the back of the Great Elder, lowered his head and glanced at the sword box in his arms, and suddenly pulled out the sword from the middle.

He began to practice swordsmanship.

……

Mosque.

The scale of the mosque is also not smaller than the Che Biaolou on the Autumn Name Mountain, if it is said that there is still more, it is the first temple in the world, the pomp and circumstance is naturally more powerful than the big Buddha hall that still exists in other places, but the residence of the old presiding monk is particularly simple, it is no different from the people of the countryside village under the mountain, a thatched hut that is quite strong, the pavilion is just ordinary, not to mention how spacious it is, and occasionally you can hear the sound of the stream and the sound of the pure sound.

There is an old locust tree behind the thatched hut, and under the shade of the tree, there is a young monk holding a scripture book and reciting a serious book there.

The robe of the little monk is a specification that few monks in the temple can wear, and the face is delicate. His lips were red and his teeth were white, but he was holding a copy of the Diamond Sutra of Buddhism in his hand, and he was reciting it, with a thoughtful expression.

"Retreat. How do you read it? Can you read about it? The old host's voice came lazily from the hut.

"The first time, I basically understood everything, and the second time, many of them didn't understand, and now I have just finished reading it for the third time. I can't understand it all. The little monk who was meditating on the Buddha replied.

"Yes, yes, that's right."

The little monk looked confused, he didn't understand what the old host meant, why did he not understand it the more he read, it was right? When will we be able to realize this Diamond Sutra?

"I'm asking you something."

"What's the matter?"

"The purple-shirted boy who moved the rivers and lakes, and the matter of the Zhengdao Alliance, you also listened to those old guys tell you yesterday, right?"

"That's something you have to think about."

"Hey kid! I'm just asking you for an opinion, but I'm not asking you to help me with my idea. ”

"Then I suggest you don't get involved."

"Really, not involved? If the heavenly soldiers fall into the hands of Xiaoxiao, it will not be peaceful in the world. ”

When the little monk heard this, he tilted his head and thought for a while. shouted to the hut, "It's better not to participate." ”

"Okay, then don't participate!" The host's voice reverberated in the hut and floated leisurely to the outside world.

……

More than a month passed, and the three of Su Zhu, who could be said to have derailed from the world, rode their horses and finally entered the depths of the Songshan grassland.

A iron city is in sight from afar, looking far away, stretching for thousands of miles on the grassland, not seeing its end, but seeing the towering city tower on the figure walking, the city gate is wide open, many passers-by dressed in rivers and lakes enter and exit it.

Go to the gate of the city. Raising his head, there was a man practicing his sword in the castle tower.

Tie Nu also saw the three people who walked to the city gate, and quickly went to the city tower and fell to the ground, this set of actions was far from chic. However, it flows smoothly, as if it is integrated into nature.

Tie Fu's reaction naturally caused the people around him to look sideways, and the people who often came to Jia Tiecheng knew him, and they knew this only disciple of Mao Fengyu, who was born and turned to the truth with a sword, so he needed to be treated like this. Who is it?

Someone recognized the purple-shirted boy, exclaimed, then covered his mouth and walked away quickly.

"What about Mao Fengyu?" Su Zhu was still on the horse, looked at him condescendingly, and spoke calmly.

"The master is out." Iron Rage Murner spoke.

"Out of the house?" Su Zhu was stunned for a moment, and asked again: "Then has Zhao Er been here?" ”

"He's coming, he's gone."

"That's a shame."

"Purple shirt, can I ask you one thing?" Iron Fury asked suddenly.

"What's the matter?"

"Before the master left, he left a letter for me, saying that when the big news came, he could open the letter, I didn't dare to open it, and I don't know what happened, can you tell me, why did the Sword Saint look for my master? Why are you looking for my master? Iron Rage asked with a little anxiety.

Su Zhu shook his head.

"Don't you know...... Tie said angrily, his tall back seemed to tremble a few times for a moment.

The purple-shirted young man's expression changed slightly, but finally turned calm. He vaguely guessed something, and at that time he didn't dare to tell the simple and honest young man in front of him, and when he glanced back, the little girl was also full of doubts, and Wu Gongyang was a little gloomy.

Wu Shaoxia, who was dressed in white and had a sword, seemed to have guessed the result.

The three of them said goodbye to Iron Fury and rode away. Since Mao Fengyu and Zhao Er are not in this Iron City, there is no point in coming here.

"Let's continue south." Su Zhu turned his head and said.

"Continue south? Do you know their whereabouts? The little girl in the red dress asked.

"Yes, I know." Su Zhu nodded.

At that moment just now, his spiritual power had already reached out of the land of thousands of miles.

He saw an old man in sackcloth carrying an ordinary iron sword, with a grass root in his mouth, walking on the grassland, swaying step by step, as if dancing to the rhythm of the wind.

As if he had sensed something, the old man in sackcloth smiled at the sky, this smile was indescribably strange.

Seeing this picture, the purple-shirted boy couldn't help but be happy.

PS: Today's last update...... The energy is completely drained...... So much so that I started to write dialogues completely at the end of the book, and I didn't want to describe it...... The right to catch up...... Ready to wrap up the martial arts plot...... (To be continued.) )