At this time, it was already the hour of the hour, and the sun was rising, and the streets were gradually becoming more crowded. In the deep alleys in the distance, there were still a few shouts and shouts intermittently, and in the adobe houses not far away, the blue smoke had already risen, steaming out the thick vitality of this Guancheng in the corner of the desert.

The dilapidated courtyard in the deep alley, which had been silent for a long time, was unusually lively, and a dozen big lamas in yellow and red clothes were crowded into this hut, each with their heads bowed and motionless, as if they were in a state of flux.

"This master, since you know that you are not an opponent, then why are you still there?" Speaking of this, Ye Boyu's heart suddenly trembled slightly, and he hurriedly stepped forward with an arrow and gently sent Liu Feifu, who was still sleeping, into his mustard seed space.

More than a dozen lamas seemed to be motionless, but in fact, all their energy was paying attention to Ye Boyu, ready to go, and Ye Boyu's every move was in his eyes. Looking at Liu Feixu, a big living person suddenly disappeared into the air, this big change of living people can shock more than a dozen lamas in the local area.

The red-clothed lama in the lead could no longer care about his identity, stepped forward quickly, and said loudly: "Ye Shaoxia, what kind of means did you use just now? ”

Feng Gu on the side shouted loudly: "Quick, catch him, he's going to run away?"

Ye Boyu didn't even glance at the red-clothed lama and Feng Gu, raised his head to look at the roof, and said loudly: "Since the master is here, please show up." ”

The old lama in red looked stunned, and couldn't help but look up, but found no traces. Feng Gu shouted at the old lama: "Master Dala, don't care about his nonsense, this guy is scheming, everyone hurriedly rushed up and grabbed him, he is going to run away." ”

"Ye Shaoxia, your cultivation is really improving, and if you haven't seen you for three days, you will be impressed. "I don't know where a faint voice came to everyone's ears, it seemed to be faint, but every word was very clear.

The lamas could no longer maintain their composure, and they all looked around, and the old lama in red in the lead couldn't help but take a few steps back, his face changed color, and he said loudly: "Who is it? Who is talking?"

"Hahaha, I know who you are. Ye Boyu groaned slightly, raised his head and smiled.

"The old man knows. The faint voice also seemed to be laughing, "That day is goodbye, and it has been half a year." As he spoke, everyone's eyes flickered, and there was already a thin and tall old Taoist priest in a white robe in front of him.

"Who are you?" Feng Gu screamed, "How did you come here?"

All the lamas took a few steps back, and the red-clothed old lama in the lead looked at the sudden old Taoist in front of him, his face turned pale, and he said loudly: "Wu Na Lao Dao, what kind of sect and sect are you, you are not allowed to make trouble in this jade gate." ”

Lao Dao didn't seem to hear or see these lamas in front of him, he waved his sleeves and said: "Ye Shaoxia, it's better to meet by chance, a cup of tea, how about reminiscing about the past?"

"The elders of the Tao make an appointment, how dare the younger generations disobey. Ye Boyu said with a smile, "The Taoist chief will invite you first, and the juniors will come immediately." ”

"That's good, Ye Shaoxia, please. As soon as Lao Dao waved his hand, he disappeared again.

Ye Boyu turned around, waved his hand at the old lama in red and said, "This master, you have also seen it, it is not that the younger generation is rude, but that the old people have made an appointment, and the younger generation will leave first, and there will be a period later." ”

No matter how well the old lama recuperated, he finally couldn't bear it, waved his hands, and shouted: "The surname Ye, no matter how high your cultivation is, it may not be the opponent of more than a dozen of us, if you don't say a word, you don't want to leave here today." ”

"What do you say?" Ye Boyu smiled: "I'll tell you nothing, if I hadn't been interested in you, I would have killed this wicked woman and walked away." Don't worry, I'll find you soon. ”

"Young man, don't be too loud!" The red-clothed lama waved his hand, and a dozen lamas behind him scattered at once, surrounding Ye Boyu in the middle.

The red-clothed lama sneered and was about to speak. Suddenly I felt that it was dark in front of me, the sky was falling, the loess of the adobe house was submerged all of a sudden, and the loess in front of and behind me was all over the place, and the ground under my feet was sinking, and my feet had no strength, as if I had fallen into a mud pit of thousands of feet, and the top of my head was also full of loess......

Ye Boyu used soil to hide a group of lamas and Feng Gu, shook his head, gently pushed the door open, and as soon as he went out on the street, he immediately saw a tall white-haired old man sitting on a tea stall in front of him, and hurriedly greeted him.

"Tianhong is in charge. Ye Boyu arched his hands and saluted. It turned out that this old Dao was the Tianhong Zhenren who had just led the Kunlun Sect and annexed the Six Great Sword Sects not long ago.

"Okay, Ye Shaoxia doesn't have to be polite. Tianhong Zhenren seemed to have a smile on his face, and pointed to the bench next to him, "Hurry up and sit down, and drink a cup of tea here with Lao Dao." ”

Ye Boyu nodded, sat down, and immediately a shopkeeper brought a cup of tea.

A corner of Yumen Pass, the product is barren, and the Central Plains can not be compared, where is there any good tea. The good tea drunk by dignitaries and nobles was transported from Jiangnan thousands of miles away and at the cost of countless manpower and material resources. At the tea stalls on the street, there is only the most crude black tea, which is made by drying the stems and leaves of a black tea together, and the tea soup is black and red, and it tastes extremely bitter and bitter.

However, Ye Boyu's mind is not on drinking tea now.

The old Taoist on the other side was still an enemy of Dai Tian some time ago, and that day on Qingcheng Mountain, he almost became a ghost under his sword. And I have always hated him to the bone, and I have been thinking about the method of revenge, but I am afraid that his cultivation is too high, and there are many magic weapons, and I can't do it.

After the Six Factions Sword Conference, this Tianhong brother once again showed his heroic talent, not only got his wish, became the leader of the six sword factions, but also merged the six sword factions with his own strength, and became the chief head of the world's sword factions, which has never happened for thousands of years.

Dealing with the group of lamas just now, Ye Boyu was so free, facing this old way that even had some loneliness, Ye Boyu didn't know what to do for a while.

Tianhong Zhenren raised his head and drank a large bowl of bitter tea, raised his head to look at Ye Boyu, nodded, and said with a smile: "Brother Ye seems to have another adventure, you are a cultivator, both good and evil, plus the opportunity, it will not take a few days, you will be able to far surpass the old way, and the avenue will be proved early." ”

Ye Boyu didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Tianhong Zhenren's gourd, and knew that he was too far away from Tianhong Zhenren, and he would definitely not be able to hide it from others. He laughed in a low voice: "Head Tianhong, you are too high for the juniors, and the juniors' cultivation is not enough for you." Even if you cultivate for another one or two hundred years, you will never forget your neck. ”

"Hahaha. Well said. Tianhong Zhenren picked up the teapot by himself, poured a large bowl of bitter tea slowly, and said with a smile: "The old man said that it was a chance encounter, Ye Shaoxia will definitely not believe it." How can the old man also be the head of the faction, there is no reason to secretly go down the mountain. Ha ha. ”

"I want to hear about it. I don't know what's going on, since that night, on the top of Shushan Mountain, after the two of them spoke for a few hours, Tianhong Zhenren is no longer just a murderous demon in his heart, but has become diverse, mysterious, and can't tell what it's like.

"Happy. No wonder the two old monsters, Yuan Gang Lao Dao and Miao Feng Monk, appreciate you so much. Tianhong Zhenren touched the white beard on his chin, and said approvingly: "Ye Shaoxia, the old man has always known that you are fighting against the national master of the gall, breaking his yin wind array, and saving countless living beings." ”

Ye Boyu knew that Tianhong Zhenren had something to say, but he couldn't guess what he meant for a while, so he just laughed twice and didn't speak.

Tianhong Zhenren didn't seem to mind the bitter tea in this filthy shop, and he drank it all when he picked up the sea bowl, which was not at all the same as the image of the pampered and unattainable head of the Kunlun faction in Ye Boyu's heart.

"Ye Shaoxia, don't say dark words in front of the Mingren. Tianhong Zhenren said again: "You and I met for the first time in Qingcheng Mountain, fighting for life and death, in your mind, I Tianhong must be a murderer of innocents, a heinous villain, the six factions of the kendo conference, the old man also knows, you are to Yuangang Lao Dao and Miaofeng monk to help the fist, you have always been the enemy of the old man, yes or no?"

Ye Boyu looked at Tianhong Zhenren, nodded slowly, and said word by word: "Not bad." Until now, the younger generation also regards the Taoist chief as an enemy. ”

"Good, good. Tianhong Zhenren twisted his beard and laughed: "Sure enough, it is a hero who is a young man, and he dares to say such things in front of the old man, but this is the first time the old man has seen it." ”

Ye Boyu snorted and said, "Don't dare to be." The younger generation knows that his cultivation is shallow, and Tianhong Zhenren wants to take the life of the younger generation, which is really like exploring the bag and taking things. But the younger generation didn't dare to tell lies in front of real people. What's more, even if the younger generation tells a lie, he can't hide it from the eyes of the real person, so it's better to hold his head high and tell the truth. ”

Tianhong Zhenren nodded approvingly, pondered for a while, and then said: "Although you and I have different beliefs, there are many things, and we can still stand on the same front, right?"

Ye Boyu also thought for a moment, nodded, and said, "Not bad." ”

"Ye Shaoxia, you have always been an enemy of the gall, and you also know the yin wind bead plan of the gall. This must not have been learned by Ye Shaoxia's own investigation, there must be a master behind his back. Tianhong Zhenren stared at Ye Boyu's eyes tightly, and said in a deep voice: "The old man doesn't want to know who this master is, but he knows that he must be a righteous master." However, since it is inconvenient for this master to make a move, relying only on Ye Shaoxia, Yuangang Lao Dao, and Monk Miaofeng, I am afraid that it will be difficult to defeat the gall for a while. ”

"So to speak. Ye Boyu also looked at Tianhong Zhenren, and said in a deep voice: "Is the Taoist going to stand aside with the juniors and deal with the gall together?"

"To a certain extent, so to speak. Tianhong Zhenren retracted his gaze and said in a low voice: "You and I seem to be friends but not friends, and enemies are not enemies." ”

Readers are invited to watch the next chapter, "The Wind of War-I"