"The sound of spring ice is more swallowed, and the yin flame is green"

Uncle Zeng Li looked at the moment horizontal shield that looked like a turtle shell, and said flatly: "Shen Kuo, how to torture you is a headache for me, since you have made your own choice, then don't blame me for being ruthless!"

The white-clothed robe fell like a thousand catties, and with one kick, it was seven points into the earth. Uncle Zeng Li stood on one foot, motionless, and the green ribbon was still floating out of the dust.

He stretched out his arms, offered lotus fingers, and the mantra came out of his mouth: "Burn, cuo, paint, torch...... Fire up!"

Shen Kuo's heart-rending screams came from the moment, and the turtle shell trembled, as if someone wanted to try their best to break out of the shell, but the center of the organ had been resisted by Uncle Zeng Li, and even if Shen Kuo had the means to reach the sky, he would not be able to see the light of day again.

Slowly black smoke came out horizontally, and after a long time, the screams gradually disappeared, and the outside of the Nine Dragons Hall was silent, and the heart-rending wails were terrifying.

Uncle Zeng Li glanced behind him, and the disciples of Jiulong Mountain scattered one after another, and the people's hearts were scattered, so the mountain gate had already fallen.

The white-clothed robe unloaded a body of samadhi true fire, knelt in front of the Kowloon Hall, kowtowed three times, and the green ribbon in the hair bun "snapped" between the ups and downs......

The old woman came to Uncle Zeng Li's side, patted him lightly on the shoulder like the little guy did when he was angry, and said, "Child, I've suffered you all these years......

"Mother-in-law, will you blame me for destroying the century-old foundation of Jiulong Mountain?"

The old woman shook her head, and since she picked up the wooden broom, the matter of the mountain gate had nothing to do with her. Now it is the last year of the wind and candle, and it is much more indifferent than before, grievances and grievances are doomed, and the mountain gate catastrophe can not appear overnight, the bitter tree is planted by people, and the bitter fruit should also be tasted by people.

"Uncle Li, don't let yourself be trapped in the grievances of the previous generation, life is seas, mountains and rivers, but Erer, you should live for yourself is ......"

After a while, Ye Wanwan and Sang Zhi sent everyone down Jiulong Mountain, and the brutal little girl was still silent in the previous panic, Chen Yu said: "Ye Wanwan, thank you!"

The little girl broke and said: "Disaster Star Disaster Star, hurry up!"

Sang Zhi has the help of the old woman, it is not difficult to go back to the mountain gate to preside over the overall situation, seeing the two girls go up the mountain, the young man has a special taste in his heart, he shouted: "If there is a need in the future, go to the soup and go to the fire!"

At this time, there was no one from Jiulong Mountain present, and Uncle Zeng Li unloaded the last true qi in his body, and smiled sadly after bleeding blood from his mouth.

Li Xiyang wanted to support the other party, but the white-clothed robe waved his hand, his face was as white as frost, and he said, "It's okay." ”

Chen Yuzhi suddenly had a realization, and the reason why he felt déjà vu with his true meaning before was because he forcibly raised the realm twice, and he was very familiar with that determination......

The young man asked, "Zeng ...... Senior, did you forcibly raise the realm before?"

Uncle Zeng Li didn't wipe the bloodstains, and said with a smile: "You still have some knowledge, I have squandered the Cave Xuan Perception and Secret Cultivation, and now I am a waste!"

Li Xi couldn't keep his tongue down, his eyes were red, he put his trembling hands on the shoulders of the white clothes, and said, "Uncle Shi...... I'm the one who has caused you. ”

Uncle Zeng Li patted the little Taoist's arm lightly, looked relaxed, and said: "I was a wandering green lantern guest, and if it is wasted, it will be wasted. Xiyang, you don't have to blame yourself, from today onwards, the affairs of the rivers and lakes have nothing to do with me, you should be happy for me. ”

If Li Xiyang doesn't blame himself, then he is not Li Xiyang. If it weren't for his negligence and easy access to Jiulong Mountain, Uncle Shi would not have had to save himself in an injured state, and then ended up in such a miserable situation.

"Uncle Shi, come back to Maoshan with me!"

Uncle Zeng Li was as lonely as the green mountains and clear waters, and he sighed: "Between the age of seven and the age of seventeen, there are a full ten years, from the age of seventeen to the present, but it is a lifetime. Xiyang, I have been carried away by resentment over the years, I am ashamed of Maoshan, I am ashamed of heaven and earth, but I am only worthy of my heart. Your way has just begun, and you must take it as a warning, put away your remaining hatred, and avoid arrogance and hatred...... Uncle Shi won't be able to protect you in the future, so don't let me down!"

The white-clothed robe gradually moved away, as if he had unloaded a thousand catties of burden, and the green ribbon and the white robe all revealed a chic and indifferent meaning.

Li Xiyang hung his head and was extremely lonely, Chen Yuzhi patted him on the shoulder, and said softly: "Little miscellaneous hair, just like Uncle Zeng Li said, you should be happy for him, it is easy to enter the rivers and lakes, gradually wind, rain, and cold, but it is not easy to go out of the rivers and lakes. If you succeed to the head of Maoshan one day, he will be happy for you. ”

The three of them slept in the woods all night, and at night the young man took off his robe and quietly covered the woman, for fear that the cold would freeze the Yiren.

Li Xiyang sat under a towering tree and expressed his sadness to the bright moon.

The young man trembled and said: "Xiao Zamao, how can you say that those Confucian scholars have such literary talents......? It's really impressive. ”

"Chen Yuzhi, are you telling the truth? I think you have always only admired yourself, and you will even admire others?"

Seeing that his mood was improving, the young man smiled and said, "I was joking before, but you are very wrong when you see me this way." Of course, I also have people I admire, such as the girl who can make me quit drinking for three days when I shed tears! For example, the girl who kicked my ass when she was angry! For example, the old man who broke through two hundred miles with a knife! For example, the woman who killed herself with the black sword in my sheath! For example, the Hanyang dart master who returned an eye for an eye! I admire too many people, but I only don't admire myself, and I have a sea of corpses and blood along the way, if it weren't for the help of others, I would have died ten times eight times, how can I still meet your little miscellaneous hair......"

Li Xiyang was quite surprised, he didn't expect that the seemingly cynical, but actually unruly young man would admire so many people in his heart.

"I'm not as well-informed as you are...... I only admire three people in my heart, the master and uncle are unshakable, but if you don't care about cultivation and realm, the third person is you, Chen Yuzhi!"

The young man is full of spring breeze, Li Xiyang never tells lies, he says that he admires himself, it must be admiration from the heart.

"Little Zamao, you have a good eye, I want to hear why!"

Li Xiyang glanced at Chen Yuzhi, who was smiling, and said: "The green shirt and black sword, the Xuanjia dragon rider! The Yumen peace war, the Beimang stranded beast ride! Once the body is dead and the soul is gone, one person is hidden in the rivers and lakes." In my eyes, you are no different from my uncle, he chooses to be an ordinary person, while you choose to be a charlatan, with clothes to cover the rain and hats to cover your face. Not to mention your ability to harm women, I can't see the above alone, so I admire it!"

Every time Xiao Zamao praised him, Chen Yuzhi's spine straightened up a little, as if in this forest, he was already a veritable "great man".

"Little Zamao, how did you suddenly know so many things?"