Twenty years of Yongle.

Tangmen, Sichuan, is an extremely mysterious organization, which has always been famous for poisons, hidden weapons and organs, which makes people in the rivers and lakes fearful.

In the territory of western Sichuan, the mountains are majestic everywhere, the big rivers are spreading, the clouds and mist are shrouded, the peanut trees are mixed, and Tangjiabao, the headquarters of Tangmen in Sichuan, is located here. Tangjiabao is like a splendid palace outside the world, high in Daba Shanyang. The builders took advantage of the inclination of the mountain stone to chisel out 99 steps, all of which were paved with white jade and carved with a hundred birds and phoenix patterns, making the castle even more magnificent.

The third day of the third month of March is a good day for Tang Wuyan, the son of Tang Wugang, the head of the Tang Gate. Early in the morning, the disciples of the Tang Sect were scattered everywhere, occupying every corner of Daba Mountain, lest an enemy come to make trouble, and the guests who came to watch the ceremony from various sects were also placed in various places in the hall.

Just as the ceremony was about to be held, a Tang Sect disciple hurriedly ran in and said a few words to Tang Wugang, Tang Wugang's face changed a few times, and he asked softly, "Is there only the Jade Rakshasa alone?" What's going on out there? ”

The disciple shook his head and replied, "There is also a young and beautiful woman. The Jade Rakshasa has strong martial arts and is unstoppable, and has already brought down dozens of our disciples. If this continues, I am afraid that it will soon break into the temple. ”

Tang Wugang stroked his goatee, pondered for a moment, and gave an order to his disciple, who said yes and galloped away.

Tang Wugang was entrenched on the tiger skin sandalwood chair and said loudly: "Today is a good day for Xiao'er, but I don't want to come to the opponent. That witch, I think you have all heard of it, is the 'Jade Rakshasa' white little clothes. Eighteen years ago, Bai Xiaoyi killed Tang Jihe, the former head of my Tang Sect. Today she has come to bow down and confess her sins, so you may as well go out with me to have a look. ”

When everyone heard Bai Xiaoyi's name, their faces changed. Bai Xiaoyi is strong in martial arts, ruthless and vicious, and is a female devil who everyone fears. But when they saw that Tang Wugang seemed to have a bamboo in his chest, they reluctantly followed their father and son out of the hall.

Ninety-nine stairs are stacked on top of each other, stretching down the mountain road. Sure enough, everyone saw that there was a woman wearing a white Luo skirt, who was prostrating three times in one step and coming to the palace. There was another young woman in white beside her, silently following. A few people couldn't help but exclaim, who is the woman who came with her head and kowtowed, who is not the "Jade Rakshasa" Bai Xiaoyi?

Tang Wuyan leaned into Tang Wugang's ear and asked softly, "Dad, how did you make this female demon surrender?" ”

In Tang Wugang's eyes, resentment rose, and his face showed a bit of gloom: "I taught someone to tell her that if she doesn't do what I say, I will crush Tang Jihe's corpse and scatter it to ashes!" Back then, I pursued her with Tang Jihe, but she disliked me as a widower, powerless, powerless and nameless, so she chose to fly with Tang Jihe and Biyi. Okay, since I had a way to kill Tang Jihe, I expected that she would come to revenge one day. ”

Hearing Tang Wugang's words in Tang Wuyan's ears, he only felt a chill on his back, and he didn't dare to ask any more questions.

The white jade steps were cold to the bones, and the chill penetrated straight into his heart, but Bai Xiaoyi was already numb. Ever since she decided to go against her husband's last wishes and bring her daughter Tang Yunxu to the Tang Sect to recognize her ancestors and return to her ancestors, she had already anticipated the humiliation she might suffer.

Tang Ji and died under the "Guanyin tears", Guanyin has tears, tears are bitter, Guanyin tears are the most powerful secret weapon in the Tang Sect. Before he died, he instructed Bai Xiaoyi: "If you give birth to a son in the future, you will be named 'Yunju', and you must take him back to recognize his ancestors and return to his ancestors...... If you have a daughter, then ......," he said, shaking his head, slowly closing his almost dull eyes.

Tang Jihe's widow is a daughter. Bai Xiaoyi still named her "Cloud Calyx", the calyx of the calyx, and still brought her to the Tang Sect to recognize her ancestors and return to her ancestors. She doesn't want the identity of an illegitimate daughter to ruin her daughter's life. And Tang Wugang killed her husband and blamed her, and she also wanted to take revenge.

The white skirt of the white coat was dyed red by the blood oozing from the knees, and it was a sad color to the eye. Tang Yuncao's beautiful face was full of sadness, his eyes were full of joy, and he was almost in tears.

Just as Bai Xiaoyi prostrated her head to the ninety-seventh step, a chill suddenly appeared in her beautiful eyes, as if she was covered with a layer of frost. And at this moment, Tang Wugang was also asking his son: "If you can't get something, what will you do?" ”

Tang Wuyan shook his head a little dazedly, and was speechless, Tang Wugang had already said in a somewhat poignant tone: "I will never watch her being taken away by others, I will destroy her!" "Finished. The cold light in his hand shook, and a crystal clear and round bead flew towards Bai Xiaoyi.

This is the legendary Guanyin tears, Guanyin has tears, and there is bitterness in tears. At the beginning, Tang Jihe died under Guanyin's tears, and now, Bai Xiaoyi is also dying from Guanyin's tears. Because Guanyin tears are the most powerful secret weapon in the Tang Sect, from hundreds of years ago from generation to generation, there are only three left. In the whole world, no one can avoid Guanyin's tears.

Almost at the same time, the flying knife in Bai Xiaoyi's hand also flew towards Tang Wugang's throat. For so many years, she took her daughter to hide in the valley, practicing flying knives day and night, for this day.

Bai Xiaoyi's originally somewhat gloomy face turned pale as paper in an instant, and she was hit by Guanyin's tears. And Tang Wugang's throat was also splashing in an instant, and he couldn't dodge Bai Xiaoyi's flying knife.

"Kill ......" Tang Wugang's eyes bulged out, he pointed to the mother and daughter in white clothes, and used his last strength to say the word "kill".

"Daddy!" Tang Wuyan hugged Tang Wugang and shouted loudly. Although Tang Wugang's viciousness made him a little unacceptable for a while. But after so many years of father-son relationship, watching his father's blood flow like an infusion, slowly stiffening in his arms, but he couldn't do anything, that kind of pain made him a little crazy for a while.

"Tear them to pieces!" Tang Wuyan shouted frantically. Immediately, there were Tang Sect disciples who surrounded them and surrounded Bai Xiaoyi's mother and daughter in the middle.

"Mother, you don't have to ignore Cao'er......" Tang Yuncao fell on Bai Xiaoyi's body, looked at her gradually gray face, touched her cold hands, and tears fell like rain for a while.

The disciples of the Tang Sect were originally afraid of Bai Xiaoyi's martial arts, but now when they saw her dying, they were all relieved and rushed forward. Seeing that the mother and daughter in white clothes were in danger———

Suddenly, an indifferent voice said lightly, "You can't kill them. The voice was like ice that had not melted for thousands of years, without the slightest emotion, and when I heard it in my ears, it made people chill sharply.

The voice came from the top of the white jade hall. Everyone raised their eyes one after another, and saw that on the roof, there was a man in a green shirt standing with a sword. The man was only in his twenties, his face was expressionless, his eyebrows and eyes were alienated and indifferent, and he could not see the anger and anger of the fool. No one knows how long he stood there, but he felt as if he was not a living person, but an ice sculpture that had not melted for thousands of years.

There was a cold aura about him, and the oppressors did not dare to look at him. The Tang Sect disciple was hesitating, only to feel that the green shadow flashed, and he had already flown down from the roof, jumped into the encirclement of the Tang Sect disciple, and stood beside Tang Yuncao.

"Who are you? What are you doing? Tang Wuyan saw his father's blood staining his hands all over his body, and the grief in his heart exploded in an instant, and he roared at the man in Tsing Yi.

"I want Guanyin tears. They can't die. The man replied indifferently. In the bright west wind of western Sichuan, his clothes are fluttering, his voice is cold and lonely, and he seems to come from the world, coupled with a clear face without joy, anger and sorrow, in front of everyone, it looks so unreal.

There are three Guanyin tears in the world, two of them are used, and the last one is in Tang Yuncao's hands. Bai Xiaoyi would rather use a flying knife, reluctant to use the Guanyin tear, because she wanted to leave it for her daughter's body. When the man in Tsing Yi said this, he naturally knew these things clearly.

"Whoever kills them, I will make him the protector of the Tang Sect!" Tang Wuyan was furious and roared.

The disciples of the Tang Sect pointed to swords or hidden weapons, and they came forward one after another. The man in Tsing Yi looked as usual on his face, unfazed. I saw a cold light flying by, the sword in the hand of the man in Tsing Yi had been unsheathed, and the sword shadow was awe-inspiring, like a vast wave of smoke spread out in front of everyone's eyes.

For a while, the Tang Sect disciples groaned and whimpered. The man in Tsing Yi returned his sword to the sheath, his eyes glazed, as if everything that had just happened was just a dream.

Tang Wuyan was disappointed when he saw that his disciples were so vulnerable, and he wanted to jump into the battle circle when he lifted his long sword.

"Wuyan, is your father dead?" Suddenly, a mysterious voice sounded behind Tang Wuyan. He looked back, and behind him stood a hunchbacked woman with gray hair, her face full of wrinkles, and her white hair hanging down, like a female ghost escaping from hell.

"Auntie, it's that woman Bai Xiaoyi, she killed my father—"

"Giggles, it's good to die, it's good to die, isn't it a hundred to die? Sister-in-law, do you say yes? As she spoke, the white-haired woman had already jumped to Bai Xiaoyi's side. She looks like she's in her old age, but she's unusually quick. was about to serve Bai Xiaoyi, when she suddenly slapped her palm and slammed it into Bai Xiaoyi's chest. Her palms were grayish-black, obviously a poison that had been practiced to the extremes of yin and cold.

"Hahaha, Bai Xiaoyi, when you snatched my Ji and brother, you never dreamed that you would die in the hands of me Liu Ruyan today, right?" The white-haired woman looked up to the sky and smiled, laughing so much that her white hair trembled, like a monster.

"Mother-" Tang Yuncao cried bitterly, she asked hoarsely, "Why are you doing this to my mother?" ”

"Why? If it weren't for your mother's sword, Ji and my brother would have become a fairy couple long ago. How can Ji and my brother be separated from me forever? How could I take revenge for killing your mother, practice poisonous spider palms, and end up like a half-human and half-ghost now? The white-haired woman vented almost hysterically.

"Today, you are all going to die, and you will die here to bury my jealous and brother. Wu Yan, when will you not let go of 'Yusheng Smoke'? "Yusheng smoke is a poisonous smoke that can kill people in an instant. Tang Wuyan forgot for a while because of the pain of losing his father, and only remembered it again after being reminded by the white-haired woman.

When the guests heard this, they all scattered. Tang Wuyan took out the cigarette incense from his sleeve and prepared to light it, but the man in Tsing Yi was going to stop it, but he was entangled by the white-haired woman, and he couldn't get out for a while.