The island of ice and fire, located in the middle of the glaciers of the North Sea, has erupting volcanoes from time to time.

Mother-in-law Jinhua slowly stepped into this land on crutches, uneasy.

Think about how heroic the golden lion king was back then, and he was accompanied by his wife and children, happy and happy. Now he is forced to hide on this deserted island because of a thought, the weather is cold, and he has to bear the threat of volcanic eruptions from time to time, and he has been drinking blood for more than 20 years.

How many twenty years are there in life?

Halfway through, Granny Jinhua's expression froze, and she felt that there was a sharp sword intent in front of her, which overtook her heart.

After more than 20 years of retreat and dedicated to studying martial arts, it is obvious that the martial arts of this golden lion king have reached the peak of ordinary people. But according to her estimate, she should not reach the realm of martial arts immortals like Zhang Zhenren and the others.

In that kind of realm, the ultimate talent, luck, and strength are indispensable.

After walking more than 100 steps on the trail, Granny Jinhua was stunned.

At the end of the road stood a man, with a burly figure, full of yellow hair, scattered shawls, eyes shining brightly, holding a cold sword in his hand, standing straight, majestic, like a god and a general.

But this god is now blind.

"Xie, Third Brother Xie, your eyes?" Granny Jinhua asked belantly.

Xie Xun looked hesitant, thinking that he was an enemy.

"Who are you?"

Mother-in-law Jinhua is fortunate and sympathetic, and it is obviously much easier to deal with a blind man.

Although she didn't find Xiao Zhao under the top of the light that day, she found Wu Lie's family, at that time, she had just lost Emei, and she was naturally in a bad mood, so she wanted to find two rookies to practice.

How do you know that a few of them are completely useless, and they even said the news that Zhang Wuji had revealed to them in a few clicks.

Xie Xun is on the island of ice and fire in the north of the sea, among the glaciers of thousands of miles.

With the size of the world and the vastness of the sea, it is difficult to find this island without a goal, but where there is a will, there is a way.

She inquired about the news in many ways, and finally found the chart from a big family who did maritime trade, and when she learned that Zhang Wuji had established the country and became the king, she was even more excited.

That Zhang Wuji would rather sacrifice his life than reveal the news of his father-in-law, it can be seen that he must be a loving and righteous person, and such a person has too many flaws.

If she threatened with the Dragon Slayer Knife and Xie Xun, would she be able to rely on Zhang Wuji to avenge the Ming Sect's revenge for not saving her husband?

Even~

Thinking of the arrogant Sichuan girl in the Emei faction, Mother-in-law Jinhua also gritted her teeth.

With her beauty and martial arts, she has been in the rivers and lakes for so many years, and she has never been so wronged! A slap in the face? The next time she has a chance, she will take off her pants and beat Ding Minjun into eight petals!

"Third Brother Xie, don't you remember my voice?" Granny Jinhua's voice changed, graceful and elegant.

Xie Xun was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered the once gorgeous girl, and her smile was fascinating.

"Are you, Purple Dragon King?"

Mother-in-law Jinhua was noncommittal: "Third Brother Xie, do you know that back then, your fifth brother and wife were forced to kill themselves on Wudang Mountain in order to refuse to reveal where you were hiding; Your unscrupulous child has become an orphan with no one to take care of, living in the rivers and lakes, being bullied everywhere, miserable!" ….

Xie Xun was furious when he heard this: "Tell me, who are they! I'm going to re-enter the rivers and lakes and make a big fuss."

Mother-in-law Jinhua smiled: "Third Brother Xie, you are already blind, a blind man has too many ways to control you in the rivers and lakes, what will you do then?"

"Then you say, what should I do?" Xie Xun said in a deep voice.

It's okay in a familiar place, but if it's on the rivers and lakes, the hidden weapon poison can't be prevented, and he really doesn't have any certainty.

Granny Jinhua smiled, "It's very simple, you're blind, I'm not blind. As long as Third Brother Xie is willing to lend me the Dragon Slaying Knife, I will help you find Zhang Wuji."

When Xie Xun heard this, he hesitated for a moment: "Yes!"

He has studied this knife for more than 20 years, what secrets, commanding the world, he can't understand it at all, if it can be exchanged for the safety of the righteous son, of course it is better.

is almost fifty years old, and he still has nothing to see.

Mother-in-law Jinhua was immediately overjoyed: "Third Brother Xie, I have never said a word of thanks in my life, this time, thank you!"

Xie Xun smiled: "Mrs. Han, as long as you bring my Wuji child intact to me, the dragon slaying knife will be served with both hands."

Mother-in-law Jinhua instantly sank her face and said coldly: "Third Brother Xie, you borrowed a knife from me, the old woman is like a mountain, and she should visit the true news of this young man for you."

Now that Zhang Wuji's martial arts are outstanding, even if she has the advantage of the dragon slaying knife, she is not sure to win, plus there are many masters of the Ming Sect, how can she bring people here?

You must know that Zhang Wuji is the only one in the world who can receive a palm from Zhang Zhenren and a palm from Zhou Zhenren, and he is still alive and kicking.

Xie Xun shook his head and said, "You bring Wuji first, and I will naturally borrow a knife with you."

Granny Jinhua said coldly, "Can't you trust me?"

Xie Xun said: "Things in the world are difficult to say. Like father and son, there are times when you can't believe it."

Granny Jinhua was silent.

……

The land of Bashu, the fields are fertile, the people are rich, the fertile fields are thousands of miles, the accumulation is abundant, the terrain is convenient, this so-called Tianfu.

When Wei Yixiao stepped into this land again, he was already a different identity: the envoy of the Great Song Dynasty and the general of the rangers.

In a few months, King Xiao Ming is about to marry Zhao Min, of course, he came to send invitations this time, if Zhou Zhenren or Zhang Zhenren is present at will, then their army will be happy.

Even if one of them gives even a gift, it can cause turmoil in the world.

This is the deterrent power of the Martial Dao Immortal Realm.

What is a martial arts immortal? The honorific title of the people of the rivers and lakes, just like the two real people, walking leisurely among the 100,000 army, with my invincible strength, is the immortal.

Along the way, Wei Yixiao once again felt that this land of heaven was different from theirs.

In various parts of the south, the daily war is chaotic, and the people are not to mention that they can cultivate the land at home, and adult men are worried every day, for fear of being arrested and sent to the army. The countryside is even more empty, and the sorrow is everywhere.

But here is different, the mountains and rivers are majestic, the people are abundant, as long as the fortress is guarded, the control of the Jianghan, then this is the foundation of a country, peace of mind development, waiting for the time, but also the achievement of the true dragon.

There was no war, so the people here all had happy and contented smiles on their faces.

Of course, he didn't understand any of this, it was all said by Zhao Min and their mud legs. ….

Originally, no one was happy to have Zhao Min as the queen. This woman has a deep mind and a vicious personality, how can the brothers have a good life when this kind of person becomes a queen?

But before everyone was rewarded by Zhao Min, giving women, fields, maids, servants, and houses, and they all immediately shut up.

What is the uprising for? Isn't that all there is to it? As for the trivial matter of poisoning before, it was naturally to test their loyalty!

Wei Yixiao is now even more responsible, Zhao Min secretly promised him that as long as one of the two real people who can be invited to participate in the wedding, he will be directly crowned the king side by side!

Feng Wang worships the prime minister, I didn't expect him to have this day with a smile.

Thinking of the scene in the future one day, when the brothers saw him kneeling down and bowing to the ground and calling the prince, Wei Yixiao's motivation to hurry increased a few points. After a while, he patted his chest a few times to confirm that the sect leader's handwritten letters and tokens were not lost, which was the foundation of his kingship.

"Drive!" A man was on the official road, galloping on his horse.

Half a day later, Wei Yixiao looked at the endless wide road in front of him, a little confused.

Obviously, I walked the same way as last time, why didn't I know him? The road used to be rugged and uneven, but now it is flat and wide, and there is an endless stream of pedestrians.

And on both sides of the road, the villages, the fireworks in the world, endlessly, seeing him a martial arts person with a sword and a gloomy face is not afraid.

When some of the children saw themselves stopped, they came up to watch the horses and peddle the village's specialties: eggs, bacon and so on.

Why? Aren't they afraid of death?

Halfway through the journey, although he was getting closer and closer to Mount Emei, for some reason, Wei Yixiao gradually felt a very nervous sense of oppression.

The cold ice god has achieved great achievements, the meridians of the whole body always maintain internal force operation, and his five senses are far beyond ordinary people, and he can even see, hear, and feel things that ordinary people cannot perceive.

Looking up at the sky, there are no clouds, and the sky is as blue as water, not like a rainstorm is coming.

What's going on?

In another village, at the door of the wooden house, an old man was lazily lying on a chair guarding the rice field, which was covered with golden rice.

There is also a small pond next to the rice farm, where some fish and shrimp are raised, and a white crane is leisurely enjoying a meal in the pond.

The sparrows in the surrounding trees coveted the rice field for a long time, but none of them dared to fall.

Wei Yixiao knew that this white crane was raised by the Emei faction, and he was influenced by Buddhism by Zhou Zhenren's side since he was a child.

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And along the way, he also inquired that it was not for nothing that the Emei faction of white cranes, goshawks, and monkeys enjoyed food in the village, and that one would help expel pests such as sparrows and rats.

When you are comfortable to enjoy, these spirit animals will also leave tokens: feathers, hair, and the like.

These feathers and hairs can be used by the villagers as a tax to Emei during the autumn harvest season, and they can also be used to offset a lot.

The most important thing is that these feathers and hairs are different from ordinary animals, and they are as strong as King Kong, and soaking in wine or grinding into powder baths has the miraculous effect of improving the root bones. Therefore, there are many merchants who go to the streets and alleys to collect high prices, and then sell them to those big families. ….

Those children who practice kung fu hard may be unwilling, but they are eager for supplements and the like.

Some of the local villagers will not sell the feathers at all, and simply treat them as family heirlooms, and if they are made into dowries and bride prices, it is a very face-saving thing.

With twice the benefits, there will definitely be people who will take risks, but what puzzled Wei Yixiao was that along the way, he had not seen the locals or martial arts people poaching these spirit beasts.

Could it be that the people here are influenced by the Dharma, and all of them are full of great compassion?

But he just saw a lady slapping a pig with a palm, which is not like ah!

"Big brother? Are you dead?" Wei Yixiao walked up to the old man, pushed it, and asked politely.

The old man opened his eyes and glanced at him, and at first glance he was a person from the rivers and lakes, but his expression was calm.

"Gua Wazi, what are you doing?" A thick Sichuan accent.

Wei Yi smiled and asked, confused.

Some old people, who are old, know the destiny of heaven, and their senses are also sensitive, and I believe that they will have the same feelings as him.

Why is there such a strong sense of oppression here?

Also, why is everyone so honest? The legs of the white crane are tight and powerful, straight and ruddy, and they are good ingredients at a glance, so don't you grab one and try it?

The old man looked him up and down, shook his head, pointed to Mount Emei, which was towering in the distance, closed his eyes, then lay down, and said slowly: "There is a god three feet above your head!"

Wei Yixiao was a little confused, and looked at the beautiful and majestic Emei Mountain in the distance.

"Gods?"

After a while, Wei Yixiao's expression tightened, could it be that what he was doing here, that Zhou Zhenren who was far away in the sky could still see it?

What's the difference between that and a real immortal?

Scanning the surroundings, the harvest of the rice field, the leisurely old man, the elegant white cranes enjoying the fish and shrimp next to the rice field, and the sparrows peeping around the trees, coveting but not daring to offend.

He seemed to have an idea.

In today's troubled times, only absolute strength may make this place so peaceful and rich.

Thinking of that day, Zhou Zhenren's sword was thousands of miles, the sword qi was swept, and the 100,000 troops of the Yuan court surrendered and worshipped.

Wei Yixiao understood another more important thing: here, there is a great terror!

……

Mount Emei, the cliff of sacrifice.

Zhou Zhiruo was sitting on the edge of the cliff, wearing a shirt with silk flowers on a white background, quiet and elegant, pure, tender, like a water hibiscus with a bag, delicate and dusty.

The girl is holding a book, bright and bright, seeing the highlights, the two little feet are shaking unconsciously, the soles of the feet are slender, the ankle bones are round, and the white jade is as white and pure. Since her cultivation has broken through and she has a clear mind, she doesn't like to wear shoes very much, and she likes the kind of kindness that steps on the earth and feels the thick and broad veins of heaven and earth.

But it's a little bad to be barefoot, and when you play with Lele, it's easy to be scratched by his flexible tail, which is too itchy. Although she can already control her mind, it is not fun to fight like that.

Jing Xuan climbed up and immediately began to complain, "Little junior sister, there are still many junior sisters in the sect who are not satisfied with the new door rules.

Forget if the tax collected is small, after all, in addition to the medicinal diet for practicing the exercises, we also have coarse tea and rice, and we don't need much money.

Why will we only accept women when recruiting people in the future, and focus on girls from poor families, and build a shelter at the bottom of the mountain, and we will accept girls who are not wanted by any family.

Even if such children are not in good health, many of them are sick, and we may not be able to save them at a great cost."

Zhou Zhiruo shook his little feet and smiled, "Senior sister, do you know why I like to read?"

Jing Xuan shook her head, she was also very strange, if she had the current martial arts of the little junior sister, then she would ...... It doesn't seem to be of much use, she only likes to stay in Mount Emei.

It's quiet, and there's no worldly worries.

The girl looked at the sea of clouds under her feet, the clouds were rolling up, it seemed that they had not changed for thousands of years, and they seemed to change every moment.

"I read a lot of books, subsets of scriptures and histories, mountains and rivers, and although these books may not have anything to do with me, they taught me to think.

Senior sister, what kind of sect do you think is the easiest for it to survive for a long time in this vast world?"

Jing Xuan heard the words and fell into deep thought.

The breeze is coming, the ice and snow scenery on the high mountains, the abyss Jedi is below, the clouds and mist are not dispersed, and the two women are silent for a long time.

In the future, this topic is too heavy. Who can say anything so long?

At the foot of the cliff, the little yellow cat is squatting in front of a small hole, barking kindly and enthusiastically at the voles inside.

"Meow~"

Brother, how do you sleep at your age, come out in search of food, it's going to be winter soon!

Vole:.......

My little carp