The sky will be bright, and the morning light will be slightly dewed.

A hare emerges from its hole, looks around vigilantly, and begins to look for a stalk of grass that can still be entered.

The smell of blood wafted through the wind.

A few wild wolves followed, their fur stained with snow and mud, as if they were wearing a layer of gray armor.

Sou!

The hare panicked and ran desperately.

I almost hit my head on a rocky rock near the entrance to the cave.

The wolf noticed the hare's movement, but did not appear to have come to hunt at all, although they were so hungry that they did not know if they would be able to hold on until the spring came.

They were completely attracted by the tent not far away.

A few black-feathered red-boy crows fell, and soon disappeared into the tent.

The smell of blood seems to be a bit stronger.

The wolves lowered their bodies and slowly moved forward.

The closer they got to the tent, the more restless they became.

After all, this is not anywhere else, but the territory of those terrifying two-legged beasts.

And it's the most dangerous core area.

For every steppe wolf, the fear of humans is innate, and this is a memory condensed with countless blood, which has long been deeply engraved in the depths of the bloodline and cannot be forgotten from generation to generation.

If it weren't for the fact that this winter was really difficult, they wouldn't have been so reckless, following the smell of blood and coming straight to the settlement of the Northern Wilderness tribe.

But today it's a little strange.

The wolf stopped and crouched in the snow.

Minimize the exposed area of the body.

In its simple memory, it shouldn't have been so quiet here.

Even if it's late at night, there should be all kinds of noises and sounds.

But at this time, the sky is about to dawn, but it is as empty and silent as death.

Although it does not think, and can only act with experience and instinct, it also smells something unusual.

It was mixed with the rich smell of blood, and it burrowed into its nostrils.

Finally, the wolf stood up and began to walk towards the outermost tent.

A corpse lay behind a tent, already cold and stiff.

Then, as if a mysterious switch was flipped on, more and more corpses came into their eyes.

Their breathing became heavy.

Those who are anxious have begun to bow their heads and eat.

Sharp teeth bit on the frozen flesh, making a series of kaka sounds.

Suddenly, there was a soft bang.

A tent's cotton curtain was lifted from the inside.

A tall and slender figure stepped out.

"It's a pack of wolves, I guess I found it following the smell of blood."

Ni Yan glanced at it from a distance, turned around and said, "Do you want me to dispose of them?" ”

"I see, leave them alone."

Wei Tao nodded, picked up the bag full of mare's milk wine, took a sip, and once again looked at the old man in green shirt in front of him.

The Hidden Sword Pavilion Lord sighed, "Can you give me a little drink?" ”

"I can't."

Wei Tao directly refused, "I am a kind-hearted person, and I can't see the fruits of other people's labor being wasted." ”

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Facing the somewhat puzzled gaze of the Hidden Sword Pavilion Master, he added, "You have such a big hole in your stomach, and you will leak it out if you drink it, this is not a waste and what is it." ”

"Okay, the pavilion master continued, maybe I can listen to you well, and I can reward you with a sip of wine."

"The old man should have been plotted."

The Lord of the Hidden Sword Pavilion moved his body with difficulty to make himself a little more comfortable.

"Just when I was just entering the Northern Wilderness, I met a very strange person.

He looked ordinary, nothing special, but in my perception, he was like a tangled and distorted black shadow, out of place with his surroundings, and able to blend in in in a strange way.

Without warning, this man attacked and wounded one of the old man's disciples, and then I cut him in two with his sword-fighting skills, taking his life. ”

"I didn't take this matter too seriously, just as an ordinary attack.

After all, the world is huge, there are many martial artists, and all kinds of strange cultivation techniques are endless, and there are even more guys who don't have long eyes.

But looking back from now on, the killing of that person was not an end, but only a beginning.

My disciple must have been planted at that time, and before he knew it, he was corrupted and disturbed his mind.

Then in the follow-up daily life and rush contact, even I accidentally landed, which eventually led to a series of things that happened last night.

and the old man's disciples who came to the tent to spend the night were also implicated, causing the bloody killing in this settlement. ”

Wei Tao fell into thought, rubbing a strand of black hair between his fingers.

He drank the wine in the bag in one gulp and slowly stood up, "I'm sure this thing is not the Mysterious Silk, but after careful observation and perception, it seems to have an inexplicable connection with the Silk."

As the master of the Hidden Sword Pavilion, the old gentleman likes to read a lot of books and read classics, can you recognize what its roots are? ”

"I haven't seen it before, so I don't dare to talk about it."

The Lord of the Hidden Sword Pavilion shook his head, and after a moment of silence, he continued, "But after coming back to my senses, I have a guess when I look back at the bits and pieces of last night, and I don't know if it's right or wrong. ”

Wei Tao picked up a wine bag again, "You have a story and I have wine, whether it's right or wrong won't be mentioned for the time being, it's only right to say it first and listen to it." ”

The Lord of the Hidden Sword Pavilion said slowly, "The chaos of the Sword Pavilion a hundred years ago, there is a very good chance that there is a shadow of this kind of thing in it. ”

"The chaos of a hundred years ago."

Wei Tao's eyes flashed, "You mean, the war in the West Pole, the Sword Pavilion from the east, has something to do with this thing?" ”

"In the classics of this sect, there have been fragmentary records that are like silks and carry sword intent.

When the old man first saw this, he was a little unclear for a long time, so he couldn't figure out why there was such a way of inheritance that everyone realized in their cultivation. ”

Later, the old man met the warrior of the Dingxuan faction in Mozhou, and learned from him that Gui Shu seemed to reproduce the secret of the mysterious silk and the secret of the head of Dingxuan's cultivation of concentric knots.

At first, I thought that I had found a way to carry the sword intent, and I was even quite surprised and sighed, thinking that the ancestors of this sect were really powerful, and they were able to reproduce this thing a hundred years ago, more than Jiazi before the Zhou Ting sect.

But after in-depth research, I found that the Mysterious Silk could not carry the sword intent at all, so this thing and the Mysterious Silk were not the same thing, but they were just somewhat similar in some aspects.

Then, with my doubts, I went through all the writings left by my ancestors, mainly spiritual experiences and various diaries, and discovered secrets that I had not noticed before. ”

"What's the secret?"

Wei Tao said as he put the wine bag to the mouth of the Lord of the Hidden Sword Pavilion and asked him to pour his breath.

The Lord of the Hidden Sword Pavilion slowly exhaled a breath of wine, "The old man never thought that he would be able to breathe and breathe, and then have a sip of wine to drink, it would become so extravagant. ”

He closed his eyes and pondered for a moment before continuing.

"I flipped through the records of the ancestors in the pavilion, and found that after being like silk and carrying sword intent, the content of their writing changed abruptly, as if they were different people, and even gave people a feeling of crazy distortion and confusion.

After that, there was the chaos in the South and North Wilderness and the West Pole, and the Sword Pavilion originally adhered to the motto of sword cutting vulgarity and being born independent, but under the impetus of this increasingly crazy emotion, it joined the chaos in the West Pole. ”

The Lord of the Hidden Sword Pavilion opened his eyes, and a slight smile appeared on his bloodless face, "During this period, the divine will shines, all kinds of spiritual will manifest, and even the blessed land of the Seven Sects of the Great Zhou Sect has all kinds of abnormal movements.

You should also know what happened later, Emperor Wu of the Great Zhou Dynasty was born out of thin air, and suppressed all the chaos until today, a hundred years later. ”

Wei Tao was silent and listened quietly.

Little by little, time passed.

It wasn't until the Hidden Sword Pavilion Lord stopped talking that he asked again, "What is the opinion of the Night Pavilion Lord on the statement that the divine will is manifesting and the world is in chaos?" ”

"The past is dusty and difficult to recall, if you want to figure out the true meaning of this sentence, you have to ask Emperor Wu what he is thinking in his heart."

"What the Night Pavilion Lord said is equivalent to not saying it, although the emperor's corpse has recovered from the Nine Holy Mountain, there is only a trace of unresolved obsession left, how can he answer all kinds of questions like ordinary people?"

The Lord of the Hidden Sword Pavilion sighed, "Maybe the world should have been in chaos a hundred years ago, but it was precisely because of the strong suppression of this cultivator who was the first in the world in the realm and whose identity was the emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty that the chaos was postponed for a hundred years."

And the phrase that God will appear and the world is chaotic shows that he also knows that everything he has done is only delay, not a complete solution and eradication.

As for how long it can be delayed, whether it is a year, ten years, or a hundred years, I think even Emperor Wu himself can't be sure, and even the approximate time can't be calculated. ”

"It seems that his old man does not believe in the wisdom of future generations."

Wei Tao picked up the third bag of milk wine, unplugged it and took a sip, "Otherwise, I wouldn't have made such an arrangement before I was alive, even if it disturbed my eternal sleep after death." ”

Speaking of this, he suddenly remembered something, "Just now, the Night Pavilion Lord mentioned that the Sword Pavilion Ancestor's mind changed drastically, and he was crazy and twisted.

So Emperor Wu kept copying the shocking posts at the last moment of his life, and seemed to have fallen into madness, will there be any connection between the two? ”

The Lord of the Hidden Sword Pavilion fell into deep thought, and only after a long time did he ask rhetorically, "I haven't seen the emperor's corpse, and I don't know if there are any traces of these ink-colored silk threads on the emperor's corpse, so I don't dare to talk nonsense." ”

Wei Tao said, "If you can judge by this standard, then I can be sure that not." ”

"Oh?"

The Lord of the Hidden Sword Pavilion struggled to look up, "Could it be that you have ever been in close contact with the Emperor's corpse?" ”

"I have been in contact, and I have two tricks with his old man, and I was directly smashed by two imperial seals, and it took a long time to recover."

Wei Tao said as he picked up the wine bag, drank half of it himself, and then sent the remaining half to the mouth of the Lord of the Hidden Sword Pavilion.

He watched the wine bag empty little by little, and asked with a serious expression, "Does the Night Pavilion Lord still want to eat some more dried meat and wine?" ”

"No, that's enough."

The Lord of the Hidden Sword Pavilion shook his head slowly, "The old man used to like to drink with books the most, although the conditions are simple now, and there are no books to read and drink, but being able to sit and communicate with you, a rising star, is also happy and memorable." ”

Wei Tao nodded and said, "The seniors have ascended to the law realm, the realm is high, and the swordsmanship is strong, and the juniors will remember it.

If the seniors hadn't been disturbed by erosion, and had been able to maintain a clear sword heart and truly show the method they had understood, it would still be unknown what the outcome of last night's battle would be. ”

The Lord of the Hidden Sword Pavilion just smiled at this, "Time is also lucky, luck is also fate, for what has happened, no matter how much you think about it, it doesn't make any sense." ”

Speaking of this, he looked up again, and there was no hiding the look of surprise and emotion in his eyes, "It's only been a long time, and most of the sword wounds on your body have healed."

Even if it is a vajra secret method that has reached the level of the unity of yin and yang, it is impossible to have such a powerful recovery ability, what kind of cultivation method is this? ”

Wei Tao opened another wine bag, his expression was calm, and he said in a gentle tone, "Actually, it's not a profound secret method, it's just a Xuanwu True Turtle and Snake Chapter." ”

"Xuanwu true solution, turtle and snake crossing?"

The master of the Hidden Sword Pavilion was silent for a moment, and said slowly, word by word, "Although the old man is in the West Pole Sword Pavilion, he can be regarded as having some knowledge of the martial arts of the Great Zhou Sect.

I don't dare to say much else, but for the Xuanwu True Interpretation of the Turtle and Snake, I also had in-depth research at the beginning, but I couldn't figure it out anyway, how could it reach such a high level. ”

Wei Tao smiled again, "The Pavilion Master thinks that it can't reach this height, just because you haven't studied deeply enough, and you haven't really reached the realm of Xuanwu gradually growing and turtles and snakes rejuvenating." ”

"Xuanwu is gradually born, and the turtle and snake are bright?"

The Lord of the Hidden Sword Pavilion seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly fell silent.

After a long time, he sighed and said, "You are so young, but you can reach amazing heights, in the eyes of the old man, it can no longer be described as amazing."

Even Emperor Wu of the Great Zhou Dynasty a hundred years ago, when he was as old as you, may not be as good as your achievements. ”

After a pause, the Hidden Sword Pavilion Lord turned his head to look at the door.

His eyes fell on Ni Yan, who was dismantling the wooden table of the sword box and reassembling the solid wood planks.

In a tone of sighing with emotion, he continued, "And your partner, who has absolutely excellent qualifications in kendo cultivation, if the old man met her in his early years, he would definitely accept her as a closed disciple and devote himself to cultivating her." ”

"The pavilion master has a good reputation, I have always had a very clear understanding of my talent in martial arts cultivation, and I am definitely not a genius, at most I am just a mediocre talent."

"If you are mediocre, then the old man can only be a fool."

The Master of the Hidden Sword Pavilion laughed, "No, I'm not even a fool, compared to you, I feel like a monkey who can just wave a branch." ”

Wei Tao shook his head, "Pavilion Master may not know that when the monkey comes down from the tree and walks independently, and then learns to use tools, it represents the arrival of a new era. ”

"Oh? This kind of mention is very interesting, and the old man has heard it for the first time, can you elaborate on it? ”

Next, the two talked happily and sat opposite each other.

From time to time, I picked up my wine bag and took a few sips.

Like an old friend who has been reunited for a long time, he gathered in the tent and had a drink.

Even if there is no food, the enthusiasm is not diminished in the slightest.

Little by little, time passed.

I don't know who said something, and the two of them laughed at the same time.

Just smiling and laughing, the atmosphere inside the tent was eerily dull.

Wei Tao restrained his smile and put away the wine bag he had just drunk, "The auspicious time has arrived, does the pavilion master have anything else to arrange?" ”

"When a person dies like a lamp goes out, everything is empty, and there is no point in arranging what is not arranged."

The Lord of the Hidden Sword Pavilion also restrained his smile, "But for the sake of this drink, the old man has two words for you." ”

"Pavilion master, please speak, the younger generation listens."

"Don't take these things like inky hair lightly until you really understand the root of it."

Wei Tao nodded, convinced.

The Hidden Sword Pavilion Lord sighed, then closed his eyes a little.

"The second thing, misfortune and blessing are in wait, blessing and misfortune depend, you two have reached such a state at a young age when you practice the sect exercises, and you will definitely be able to climb step by step in the future, and it is unknown to reach an unprecedented high level.

This is a good thing, but it is not necessarily a good thing, and it is also necessary to strengthen one's heart and be clear-minded, so as not to end up on a crazy and distorted and self-destructive road. ”

"Thank you for your parting words."

Wei Tao cleaned up his clothes and gave a deep salute.

When he straightened up, a cold light flashed.

The Lord of the Hidden Sword Pavilion slowly lowered his head, looking at the Sancai Killing Sword that pierced into the vital point, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Being able to die under the sword of the three talents of this sect can be regarded as returning to the roots in another sense."

He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something more.

In the end, he failed to achieve his wish, and his head tilted to the side and he died.

Ni Yan walked slowly and helped to restrain the body of the Hidden Sword Pavilion Master.

Wrap him in a brand new blanket and put him in a coffin that has just been made of a few tables.

Katsa!

The lid of the coffin was tightly sealed, obscuring the calm face inside.

Soon after, the two of them leveled the newly dug grave and stabbed a row of broken swords into the earth, allowing them to sleep with the Lord of the Hidden Sword Pavilion.

Wei Tao sighed lowly, "The old gentleman is also a wonderful person, it's a pity." ”

He slowly got up and looked at the northern sky where the dark clouds gathered, "After several explosions of Brahma Spiritual Intent, it suddenly disappeared, and I don't know what happened. ”

Ni Yan said, "Maybe it's silence, maybe it's accumulation, of course, it's hidden, before we find the Brahma Dajiao of the Golden Horde of the Northern Wilderness, everything can happen." ”

Wei Tao was thoughtful, and after a while, the conversation changed, "Just last night, I clearly sensed the breath of the Dark Abyss Sweeper's Zen heart, but when I looked for it later, I found nothing.

I don't know if he was also attacked suddenly like the Lord of the Hidden Sword Pavilion, or if he was afraid that I would break one of his legs, so he deliberately avoided it. ”

Ni Yan said, "Senior disciple carries the spiritual intent of the dark abyss, and my cultivation of the mixed yuan chapter leads to the Qinglin Mountain and earth qi, which seems to have some connection with the black abyss breath.

Next, we will join forces to act, as long as the Zen Heart Buddha strikes again, we should be able to roughly determine his position. ”

Wei Tao nodded, "After this is over, we can also leave, but unfortunately without the guidance of Brahma's spiritual will, it will be more difficult to find the location of the Golden Tent, and I don't know if we will miss the final confrontation between Emperor Wu and Brahma." ”

Before he could finish speaking, he was silent without warning.

The body tensed up a little, and it was completely like a great enemy.

Ni Yan next to him frowned slightly, and his expression became solemn and solemn at this moment.

With a pleasant jingle sound, the two of them slowly turned around at the same time and looked behind them.

I saw a beautiful woman dressed in a complicated palace costume, slowly walking out from behind the tent not far away, and came to their approach.

With each step, the dresses fluttered in the wind and the ornaments clanged, adding a touch of life to the colony of dead bodies at dawn.

But when I got closer, I could see that her movements were mechanical and stiff, coupled with the red line on her neck, which suddenly turned her freshness into death, and there was a little more indescribable weirdness.

Wei Tao only glanced at her, then looked away from her.

Gaze beyond the tent and continue to look backwards.

Through the slightly whitish skylight, Wei Tao vaguely saw a solemn figure, also looking over this way.

It seemed to be a man in a high-crowned gold suit.

He stood silently in the snow, as if he had been waiting there for a long time, just for the two of them to turn and look back.

Ni Yan took a deep breath and exhaled softly.

The voice suddenly became very soft at this moment, "Gao Guan Jinfu, this person is Emperor Wu of the Great Zhou?" ”

"It's just an old friend, and I didn't know I could meet him here."

Wei Tao showed a smile on his face and patted Ni Yan's arm gently, "Senior sister will go first, I'll go over and catch up with him, and I'll come in a while." ”

"If my junior brother doesn't leave, I won't leave either."

Ni Yan held his palm with his backhand and replied with a clear smile, "Since we are old friends, you should introduce us to each other, so as not to lose the due courtesy." ”

Wei Tao was silent for a moment, and finally nodded slowly.

He took a deep breath of cool air and slowly calmed his turbulent state of mind.

When he spoke again, he sighed inexplicably, "Just like what the Lord of the Hidden Sword Pavilion just said, time is also lucky, luck is also fate, and I don't know whether our luck is good or bad, and we can suddenly meet this person at this time and place." ”

"But what's interesting is that he knew that my senior sister and I were a couple, so when he came to us, he didn't bring other grandmasters, but only brought a concubine, and they also made up a pair.

From this point of view, Emperor Wu is also a particular person. ”