The weather in Beihai has always been cold, but there is still a significant climate difference between the north and the south, for example, Xiangwen County, which is located in the south at the moment, only has a fluttering light snow, and there is no spectacular scenery of goose feathers and heavy snow in Yongzhou. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In an alley in the north of Xiangwen County, a young man in a blue robe shuttles through a small alley.

The young man has short black hair, carries a long sword that looks a little simple, his face is very handsome, and his green shirt is fluttering, which is very in line with the appearance of those merry knights on the rivers and lakes.

This handsome young man with short black hair is naturally Li Molan.

Half a month ago, he fled all the way from the outside of Longqian Peak, and finally made sure that he was safe the day before yesterday, at this time he had already run thousands of miles, and actually went all the way south from Longqian Peak in the northwest of Yongzhou, and came to Xiangwen County, which is located in the south and is quite close to Dizizhai, which is at least four thousand miles apart.

Along the way, Li Molan cut off her long black waterfall-like hair, which looked much more masculine, and she would no longer be mistaken for a woman, and sure enough, there were a lot fewer troubles along the way, and it was even much more difficult to search for him with cultivators.

Li Molan is of course the main target of the wanted in the sphere of influence of Emperor Zizhai, but there is no excellent painter who has officially seen him in person, so he has never been wanted with a portrait, and can only be hunted down through verbal descriptions.

This is better for cultivators, although ordinary people are also very greedy for high rewards, the wanted warrant says that the descendants of the Beihai Sword Immortal have handsome faces, but there are not a few handsome men in the world, can you see one and catch one?

In addition, after cutting off his iconic long black hair, Li Molan looks very different from his past image, less feminine and more masculine, even if the cultivators who have seen him are not easy to recognize him at a glance now.

From Long Qianfeng all the way south to Xiangwen County, no one recognized him, and I have to say that the change in this person's appearance is very successful.

He walked through this empty alley with no one on the left and right, and walked in the cold wind blowing in his face.

The intersection in front of him was the street, he had passed by before, and saw that there were many people gathered near the sign, so he was going to wait for a while, and then come over to see what was on it, where did he know that after waiting for so long, there was always a large number of people gathered at this sign, what was going on?

Li Molan touched her nose and thought to herself, what is the big news?

Walking into the street, whether it is the old man who sells sugar gourds at the entrance of the left and right alleys, the vendors who sell all kinds of gadgets and all kinds of shops are mostly doing prosperous business.

Li Molan walked up to an old man who sold sugar gourds, first took out a piece of broken silver, bought a bright red sugar gourd, and then asked the old man: "Old man, do you know what is written on this sign? I see so many people watching, I can't squeeze in, I can't see it." ”

The old man was obviously the first few people who saw the notice, and said with a smile: "Taoist business, I heard that the list of the Beihai Billboard has been released, isn't it that the big guys have heard of those very powerful geniuses in the cultivation world on weekdays, I heard that it is a ranking, and many people have gone to join in the fun." ”

The old man is not a cultivator, but Xiangwen County is quite close to the Emperor Zhai Mountain Gate, and it is also a fairly prosperous county town, for cultivators, the people are not so unfamiliar, and they often use those rumors of the monastic world as their own talking points on weekdays.

Li Molan was slightly stunned, thinking that this thing could be regarded as a release?

Originally, he thought it was something, after all, what ordinary people were interested in may not be related to him, but since it is the Beihai Billboard, it is inevitable to take a look, two months ago, Tianchen Dao people came to approach him for this list, and he didn't know how many he could rank.

Li Molan thanked him, licked the sugar gourd, and walked towards the crowd, the faint true qi rotated like an air flow on the surface of the body, and it slipped into the crowd like a fish, and it didn't take long to walk out again, and he already knew it in his heart.

As soon as the list came out, he ranked sixth, which is logically an excellent ranking, but Li Molan was not satisfied with this, he was the apprentice of the first person in Beihai and even the Dao region, and he could only rank sixth on the list in Beihai, which really made him not very satisfied.

But after all, his cultivation started a little later, and he only had a year to enter the WTO to practice, and he was just about to come out of the cliff deep in the mountains last year, and a year later, he is already the sixth strongest person in the younger generation, and he can be regarded as finding a reason for himself to talk to comfort.

Originally, according to Li Molan's plan to enter the WTO to practice, he first went to the Daomen to obtain the cultivation method of the secret book of the true path, and then looked for a place to cultivate.

He was not a person who liked many challenges, and he was not interested in fighting with others, he just wanted to practice quietly, and then his strength reached the level of the Netherworld, and finally left an inheritor who could inherit the will of the old sword immortal, and then went to Kyushu.

At present, the secret book of the true path has been successfully imprinted in his mind, although the so-called enlightenment that comes by chance is still far away, but now he can find a hidden place not to ask about the world, practice with peace of mind, and when his strength is enough, he can naturally leave the Dao domain.

Half a month ago, after Long Qianfeng returned the hosta that Han Santo gave him to Han Ling'er, he was already alone, as for those cultivators who had murderous intent towards him, including Jun Buxie, in fact, he didn't care very much - maybe there were some people he couldn't defeat, but he was unwilling to fight with these people, if he wanted to hide, how difficult would it be for Jun Buxie to find a needle in the huge North Sea?

Finding a place to cultivate has always been Li Molan's ideal state, but when he went all the way from Lin'an City to Songzhou, to Yongzhou, to Longqian Peak and then to Xiangwen County, his thoughts began to change quietly.

In the past, he thought that practicing swords was just for self-preservation and returning to Kyushu, but now he understands that when he inherits the sword and will of the dry wine poem, he is no longer the boy who boasted of his cold nature and carelessness in the past.

After eating the sugar gourd, he threw away the bamboo skewer casually, and he remembered what the world called him.

Descendant of the Beihai Sword Immortal.

Why do you call him that? Because he will become the next Beihai Sword Immortal, he will replace the dry wine poem, to become the umbrella of the people of Beihai, to restrain those cultivators.

Can he really abandon this piece of the gradually decaying Beihai, find a place to cultivate, and ignore the common people in this world?

If it was the boy as a child, definitely. If it was a teenager who had just started to practice kendo, maybe he would.

If it were the young man in the green shirt and the sword now, he wouldn't.

People's thoughts continue to change with experience and age, Li Molan thought about the dry wine poem's laughter before she died, and suddenly felt a little heavy on her shoulders.

When the old sword fairy fooled him, he didn't say that he would have to bear such a heavy responsibility, is this considered deception?

But I can't put it down anymore.

In a tavern, Li Molan sat on the edge of an unmanned wine table and shouted at the tavern: "Little Er, serve the wine!"

"Okay!" Xiao Er's face was dark, his movements were very neat, and the warm liquor was quickly served.

Li Molan poured herself a glass of wine, drank it heroically, then looked at the lively streets and alleys, and muttered to herself: "Dry old man, you old guy is a hero by yourself, now that I have it, I am not as powerful as you, how can I protect the world alone?"

After drinking another glass of wine, Li Molan said in a low voice: "Old man, I want you to understand that the people of the world can only be guarded by the people of the world themselves, and the path you took was wrong from the beginning." ”

Different concepts, different ideas are naturally different, just like dry wine poems are committed to protecting mortals, but Li Molan wants to move the order of the previous life to this world, this kind of thinking cannot be rigid, the world view is different, the concept and even the customs are different, it is full of things that need to be changed.

But that's an afterthought, he hasn't grown to a strong enough height after all, and all of a sudden, he seems to see an acquaintance.

Someone in white clothes entered the tavern with a knife.

sat down at Li Molan's table.

"Why are you here?" asked Li Molan.

He looked at He Xingge, who was sitting opposite him, and couldn't help but think of the picture of the first time the two met, at that time in the inn of Xunyang City, he was depressed and depressed, and he met the two disciples of Qiu Mingshan who entered the inn in the dust, at that time, one was a cultivator and the other was an ordinary boy, and the two chatted quite speculatively, and then thought about it, there was always a feeling of fate meeting.

He Xingge said calmly: "I also want to ask why you are here, Jun Buxie is looking for you, this place is so close to Emperor Zizhai, how dare you come here?"

Li Molan shook his head and said: "I was beaten by Jun Buxie, and when I fled, I panicked, so I ran here, and I didn't think that I would run in this direction." ”

"Danger is safety? Not necessarily, you should be careful. ”

He Xingge unceremoniously asked Xiao Er for a cup, poured himself a glass with Li Molan's wine, took a sip to moisten his throat, and asked, "Have you already seen Jun Buxie?"

"Then you still need to say?" Li Molan's face was not very good-looking: "I said that I was hanged." ”

He Xingge didn't quite understand what the hanging beat meant, but he also guessed that the end must not be very good-looking, he still said: "Being able to survive in the hands of Jun Buxie, you are really impressive." ”

Li Molan snorted and said, "No matter how I say it, I am also the sixth on the list, so I will not be killed if I can't beat the second place." ”

He Xingge said seriously: "Senior brother told me that Jun Buxie has a very terrifying power hidden in his body, no one knows what that power is, but it can definitely sweep everyone, if he uses that power on you, you can't catch a single move, so he was once very worried about your safety." ”

"Is it what he said?"

Li Molan was not very convinced, and said: "Although I was beaten badly by him, I still have the strength to escape...... And...... By the way, why is your brother worried about my safety? I don't know him. ”

"You don't know, Senior Brother saved your life, really. He Xingge is right. (To be continued.) )