Chapter 1: Five Hundred Years Ago
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In the dense mountain forest, a man was running hard, he could no longer suppress his breath, his chest was undulating like a raging wave, and the bun on his head had long been scattered, messily running down his head. The man looked handsome, but his outfit was tattered from running desperately through the woods, and his trousers under his knees were almost ragged. Not far behind him is a high cliff, and it can be seen that this man is going down the wall from the high cliff, as if he has a good cultivation.
"Gongsun Buyun, where are you going to escape, don't you hurry up and catch it!" A majestic voice came from the high cliff, and then a group of cultivator-like people gradually appeared.
This escapee, known as Gongsun Buyun, heard the shout and couldn't help but speed up his pace even more.
"Senior brother, let's take a rope ladder to chase down. A young boy among the cultivators asked the person who had just shouted loudly.
"No, the master arranged for us to follow here, and there are people from other gangs in front of us. This Gongsun Buyun, as expected, cultivated in order to attain, the master specially told us not to get too close to him, so as not to cause casualties to the senior brothers. After speaking, the person who shouted looked back at the more than twenty fellow disciples behind him, and added, "We will return the same way, and our task will be completed if we chase here, if the master is not mistaken, this Gongsun Buyun should be going back to the place where he cultivated, where someone is waiting for him." ”
Everyone received the order, stood on the high cliff and looked at the forest sea below them, a piece of green, swaying left and right with the blowing of the mountain wind, like a wise old man full of thoughts, seeing through the joys, sorrows and sorrows in the world, silent and serene. The person who shouted made a gesture, and the group of cultivators who had just come up left in an instant.
Gongsun Buyun ran for more than 20 miles in the mountains, and confirmed that there were no more pursuers behind him, so he stopped to rest for a while. He slowed down, squatted beside a stream in front of him, and took a few sips of the water with his hands, the slowly flowing stream reflected his face like a mirror, although he looked tired, but it was difficult to hide his original handsomeness. Gongsun Buyun washed his face with stream water, tidied up his hair bun, chose a large rock by the stream and sat down, knotted the trouser legs that were broken into strips of cloth, and then pulled them up carefully. With slender fingers and white calves, it is not difficult to guess that he is a man of a privileged family. After doing this, Gongsun Buyun took out a box from his arms, there were two golden pills in it, he thought for a while, stretched out his fingers and twisted one into his mouth, then covered the box, closed his eyes and rubbed the box in his hand. Outside the box, which is less than the size of a palm, is carved with a pair of magpies on the branches, and the two auspicious birds have their sharp beaks together, and their eyebrows and eyes are facing each other, as if they are whispering like human nature. Gongsun Buyun's heart ached, and his brows furrowed slightly. He didn't expect that on the day when he made an appointment to meet his master, he would be surrounded by several gangs on the road, and he would do it directly without saying a word, but after a little fighting, he opened a safe distance and followed him like a dog's skin plaster. Obviously, it was the master who took the initiative to contact him, how could the rumor leak. And today happens to be the time when his wife Zhou Miao sent medicinal herbs, whether to go or not to go to the place where he made an appointment, he asked himself a hundred times in his heart, and the answer a hundred times was yes. He felt that he had fallen into a huge mystery, and he couldn't even help himself with life and death, and he only hoped that his master and wife would be safe. Gongsun Buyun opened his eyes, turned the box over, and carved the word "Miao" on the bottom of the box. Putting the box back in his arms, silently reciting his wife's name in his heart, Gongsun Buyun got up and continued to walk.
After taking the pill, Gongsun Buyun was greatly energetic, and his foot travel also recovered a lot. This mountain is a hundred miles in circumference, stretching for thousands of feet, and there are countless paths leading to different directions, which is indeed an excellent place for stealth, but Gongsun Buyun is not glad at all, because sooner or later he will have to get out of this mountain, and sooner or later he will have to face all kinds of unexpected accidents. Sure enough, as soon as he reached the foot of the mountain, before he had completely descended the mountain, a group of black-clothed people appeared and blocked his way.
"Gongsun Buyun, you made us wait so hard. The black-clothed man at the head said with a smile, but his voice was as cold as a wail from a grave.
Gongsun Buyun didn't say a word, and quickly looked at the other party. The group was dressed in black, with a large row of skulls embroidered diagonally from the left shoulder to the right corner of the clothes, and a linen-colored belt wrapped around the waist, the belt was very wide, and it was bulging to varying degrees, and it could be seen that some magic weapons were hidden. The pants are also black, pure black, all the way down to the leggings, but they are wearing a pair of fiery red cloth shoes, which look like they don't have much to match.
"Ghost cultivation?" Gongsun Buyun looked disdainful, and raised the corners of his mouth to spit out two words.
"It's good to know us, in this way, when you turn into a ghost, maybe the relationship between us can be more intimate, hahaha......" The ghost cultivator led by the arrogant attitude.
"I really didn't expect you ghost cultivators to dare to stop me in broad daylight, aren't you afraid that I will take your dog's life again?" Gongsun Buyun secretly exerted his strength at his feet, preparing to fight, this is less than twenty meters away, and he can only try to take the lead to hold the chance, but he really doesn't want to fight, he doesn't want to waste his energy halfway.
"We know you're powerful, but you open your eyes wide to take a look," the man in black at the head twisted his head back halfway through speaking, looked at the more than thirty sect members behind him, turned his head back again, and said in a weird manner, "Don't you know how to count?"
"Get out of the way, get out of the way, and spare you from dying. Gongsun Buyun roared angrily, implying a strong spirit, roaring out like a tiger in the forest, shaking the bushes in front of him, and almost the leaves were about to fall. The few ghost cultivators closest to him couldn't help but retreat slightly, which showed the power of this roar.
The head of the ghost cultivated his body, his face turned to ashes, bloodless, and he seemed to be suppressing himself and ready to make a move at any time, and even his voice began to become hoarse: "Hand over your magic weapon, and then tell me the whereabouts of my uncle's magic weapon, and I will let you go, otherwise, don't blame us for not leaving you a way to live." ”
"Oh, I remember," Gongsun Buyun pretended to be suddenly enlightened, but one hand seemed to be casually raised to his chest, "The uncle you are talking about is the ghost cultivator who is dressed the same as you and looks like a skeleton, he was beaten by me half a year ago, you can't contact him." Before the war, Gongsun Buyun was actually amused by his last sentence.
"Bastard!" The ghost cultivator led by him was robbed of white, his face couldn't hold back, and he instantly took out a slender human bone with the length of a finger from his waist, the surface of this human bone was as smooth as a mirror, and the color was sallow, and at first glance it was a soul arrester that he had carried with him for many years.
Gongsun Buyun saw that the other party had taken out something, so he didn't say anything and waited, and volleyed in the air and began to pinch his hand. A person has fought for more than 30 years, not only to be fast and accurate, but also to pursue large-scale killing, as early as when he just took the face, he had already prepared a plan for the battle. I saw the afterimage of Gongsun Buyun's chest with a hand trick, and the ghost cultivators on the opposite side were still doing their own soul summoning practices, and his spell had been completed.
"Go!" With a loud shout, Gongsun Buyun pushed his palm forward, and a huge fireball appeared in front of his body in an instant, and then rushed towards the other party with the sound of the wind. At a distance of less than twenty meters, most of the ghost cultivators were unable to react, and they watched the fireball rushing towards them. Although the goatee ghost cultivator led by him was at the forefront, he had already lifted his body between the electric lights and flints, and he was about to dodge this blow, Gongsun Buyun's spell was not collected, he took the palm of his outstretched hand back to his chest, and with a flick of his fingertips, the big fireball exploded into countless small fireballs like porcelain that was hit, and the ghost cultivator was all together. For a while, the ghost cultivators were in a mess, rolling and crawling on the ground like a hornet's nest, kicking their limbs wildly, and hurriedly trying to extinguish the flames on their bodies. Seeing that the situation was no longer entangled, Gongsun Buyun untied one of the horses with black and shiny coats tied not far from the crowd, and left the center of the battlefield in a few leaps.
"There is more than one bad luck. These four words lingered in Gongsun Buyun's heart, making him upset. He couldn't figure it out, but he couldn't help but think about it, seeing that the sun was about to set in the west, and the sky was burning with clouds. He could feel from the fragmentary information that this was a well-thought-out plan, if it wasn't for the selfishness of the ghost cultivator led by him just now, I'm afraid it would have been like the previous groups of people, driving himself like a hunted beast to the place they wanted to drive. can't dodge, you can see that the other party is a wheel battle first, and then ...... He didn't dare to think much about what happened after that, since he couldn't hide, he simply went straight to the destination, the master should not have arrived yet, and their master-apprentice appointment was to arrive in advance every time to show respect. Gongsun Buyun can only rely on his own intuition to reach the agreed place as soon as possible, if he can't escape, he will make the situation to the maximum, and he can also give the master and his wife an early warning.