Chapter 12: The Treasure of Longquan
The next morning in the morning, Li Zhu, who woke up, seemed to feel a man's shouting in his ears, and listened carefully, but it seemed that there was no sound.
This night, Li Zhu didn't sleep so peacefully, as a great celestial, he was inexplicably frightened when he thought of the scene he saw last night. Looking back now, a chill came to my heart unconsciously.
"Pavilion Master, now the dark waves in this Yuzhou City, a large number of people have entered this Yuzhou City, it is said that the Xuanming Sect, Tongwen Pavilion, and Phantom Sound Workshop have all sent people here, should we transfer people from the Immortal Pavilion to come and answer it, once any unexpected situation happens, it is good to be prepared"
Early this morning, Old Man Lu came to report the situation to Li Zhu, which surprised Li Zhu a little, this old man had never been so diligent in the past.
"No need, you and I can just be here, the power of the Immortal Pavilion should not be exposed so early, if we really let the bad handsome turn their attention to us, we will have to have a lot of restrictions on doing things in the future," Li Zhu said lightly.
"I just don't know why this Longquan can attract the attention of so many forces, but it surprises me," Old man Lu has been quietly telling the people in Yuzhou City for the past two days
But this small city of Yuzhou has attracted so many eyes, and the people on this street are taboo and rarely go out, so how can they be in any mood to listen to his storytelling. It made him a little depressed.
"Thirty years ago, the 'bad guys' disappeared without a trace overnight, and the thieves broke through Chang'an within ten days, but that Huang Chao dug three feet into the ground in Chang'an City and looted less than 100,000 silver."
"Later, the news of the so-called Longquan treasure suddenly appeared on the rivers and lakes, which attracted many people to work hard......
"This Uncle Yang is one of the bad people, plus he still has Longquan's information on his body, it will naturally cause a wave of waves on this river and lake, and these people who covet Longquan's treasures will set their eyes on him,"
Li Zhu's words were very plain, as if he didn't care too much about this Longquan treasure.
"Longquan is out, the rivers and lakes are now, you ..... It's time to show up, too. Over the years, Li Zhu has investigated the bad guys, but he has very little information about the bad guys, except for the identities of the bad guys he knows, he doesn't know much, and he is afraid of attracting the attention of the bad guys, so he has not taken action against them.
......
The rain in the Qingcheng Mountains is continuous, and the surrounding fog is clear, which hides all the lively vitality in it, unlike in the past, today there is always a faint depressing atmosphere shrouded in it.
In the silence, a masked man wearing a hat slowly walked out of the thick fog.
If someone was on his side, he could see that before he took each step, the mist in the mountains parted automatically as if he were afraid, and not a drop of drizzle fell within three feet of him.
This masked man wearing a hat, with his hands behind his back, stepped out of a distance of more than ten meters with every step he took, unhurried and methodical.
If Li Zhu is allowed to see this scene, it will make him frightened, although he can do it to this extent, but if he wants to walk unhurriedly and methodically like him, I am afraid it is difficult to do it.
"One day is a 'bad person', a lifetime!"
I don't know how long it took, but the voice rang out from the sword lu.
The masked man turned his back to Uncle Yang, his tone was cold and unquestionable, and his dark red eyes exuded an inexplicable chill that reminded him of the fear he had when he first met him thirty years ago.
The masked man's laughter echoed through the valley as if it were endless, startling a flock of sparrows perched among the trees, dispelling the mist that filled the mountains and forests, and freezing the infinite raindrops above Jianlu.
With such skills, it has reached the realm of unprecedented people, which can be described as ancient and modern!
It's a pity that this scene made Li Zhu, who was in Yuzhou City, unable to see it, three hundred years of skill, who in this world can stop it.
The rain in the mountains was not heavy, and although it rippled in the pond, it was muffled by the sound of frogs chirping from nowhere.
It seems that something has happened in this sword lu, and it is as if nothing has happened.
.......
"God, it's raining, you're here too" Li Zhu stood by the window of the inn, looking into the distance, but his voice sounded faintly.
"Hmm" Except for Li Zhu, in the empty room, a figure wearing a hat and a mask suddenly appeared.
Also, originally he took the fire lingzhi from Li Xingyun, and Li Zhu's appearance, others may not know his identity, but he has always paid attention to Li Xingyun..... And how can it not be clear.
"What's the matter?" Li Zhu didn't look back at him, his eyes still looking at the sky outside the window.
Li Xingyun ..... Jianlu's trip, let it be, no one can interfere in it. The masked man's voice sounded from behind Li Zhu unhurriedly, and the unquestionable and domineering in his voice made Li Zhu feel very clear and natural.
"Hahaha, you.... Are you ordering me" Li Zhu smiled lightly, but there was a different kind of aura in his voice.
After a long time in the room, no sound sounded, this space exuded an oppressive aura, the masked man still carried his hands behind his back, did not answer Li Zhu's words, stood there, his eyes under the mask staring at the sky outside, silent for a long time.
"Well, in that case, I would like to see what this play can develop into."
Li Zhu's figure was still standing there, but the masked figure in the room disappeared silently.
"I have to say that this three-hundred-year-old skill has really reached the point of being superb, and it is far from your strength..... It's not far away," Li Zhu muttered to himself in a low voice.
To be honest, he really didn't expect that the bad guy would come to see him today, although Li Zhu never looked back at him once.
Meeting him so easily made Li Zhu a little unexpected.
Originally, Li Zhu planned to wait for the arrival of the five great Yan Monarchs of the Xuanming Sect, and after using all means to torture them, he would hang the heads of several of them on the head of this Yuzhou City for the world to see.
Now, it can be regarded as dispelling Li Zhu's idea, so let's leave a little more time for them to enjoy the beauty of this world.
Li Zhu knew in his heart that the reason why he didn't want to turn back to face the bad handsome today was not because he was afraid of him, but because he shouldn't face it, and he was not ready to face the bad handsome in his heart.
This world is not the historical world he knows, Li Zhu has been integrated into this life for more than 20 years, and he also has a strong sense of belonging to this world.
He knew that nine years ago, the scene on the Jiaolan Palace, the bad handsome was watching there, if he wanted to make a move with his strength, it was indispensable to turn the tide, just with his strength, he was alone, maybe his father... The queen mother, and his brothers, will not die.
Li Zhu didn't complain about the indifference of others, he only hated his weakness back then, maybe even himself, if it weren't for the reason that he was not handsome, he wouldn't have been able to leave, let alone enter the dungeon and practice magic skills in the presence of so many people.
For Li Zhu, his impression of bad handsomeness is naturally a little complicated, and if he asks in all fairness, he really doesn't complain, he just doesn't hate him.
"Hehehe, this heart, after so many years, it's still not quiet enough, sure enough, at my age, the emotions I should have will still appear, hey, I still have to learn and practice more" Li Zhu sighed softly.
Speaking of which, why do you want to do so much, the past has long passed. Now is now, and what should be faced is to come back. I can't go back to the past, what's the use of thinking so much.
"Li Xingyun, you are carrying the only bit of luck left in this Tang Dynasty, but if you don't fight for yourself, what can he do with Yuan Tiangang's three hundred years of skill, and in front of you, three hundred years of skill can't help you" Li Zhu said this, and the suppressed emotions in his heart were a little cheerful at this moment.
"Yuan Tiangang, no matter how strong you are, I believe that it won't be long before I will become stronger, and you can't stop me from what I want."
"Longquan.... It's funny," the voice came from the room.