The real powerhouses on the front lawn of Momoyama haven't made a move yet.

The Golden Horde Imperial Court and ** Hai are both unfathomable masters, Ye Hongyu has proven his horror, and the seven thoughts of the Buddhist Sect, which is silent and about to be forgotten, are walking in the world at the same level as her brother and Ye Su, not to mention the Xiling Sect, a Lebu general made her seriously injured, Tang Xiaotang thought about it, and felt that no matter how hard he tried, he didn't seem to have a way to take his man away.

It stands to reason that Chen Pipi, who is waiting to be saved, should be lower than her at this time, but he doesn't seem to think so, and there is still a smile on his round face.

"Why?" he asked Tang Xiaotang.

Tang Xiaotang looked at him and explained very seriously: "Because I can't do it anymore." ”

Chen Pipi said: "If it's only you, of course not. ”

Tang Xiaotang said: "It's a big deal, let's die together." ”

Chen Pipi said aggrievedly: "I don't want to die. ”

Tang Xiaotang said: "What is there to be afraid of death. ”

Chen Pipi said: "Anyway, I don't want to die together."

Tang Xiaotang was a little unhappy, lowered his head and didn't speak.

Chen Pi Pi Zhong rubbed her hair with his hand, and said with a smile: "Since you are here, you are a member of my old Chen family, so if you have to listen to me, you can't die together." ”

Tang Xiaotang lowered his head and said, "I won't leave." ”

Chen Pipi said: "Don't worry, I won't die, none of us can die, although people are inherently dead, but in my opinion, at least I won't die today." ”

Tang Xiaotang raised his head, looked at him hopefully and asked, "Are you okay?"

"I can't do it either, but since Senior Brother agrees with you to come to Momoyama, you can't look at us. ”

Chen Pipi shook his head with a smile and said.

He knew that Ning Que had already come to Taoshan, and he must be at the scene of the Bright Festival at this time, and the fellow disciples of the academy must have made arrangements, and Tang Xiaotang also knew, but he didn't think about it.

The people around the altar actually thought the same way, since the academy had already sent a second-generation disciple to Momoyama, they had already expressed their attitude, so there must be someone who would appear.

Who will show up in Momoyama? Mr. Big, Mr. Two, or Mr. Three?

Qi Nian thought about the picture of Jun Mo cutting off the stone statue of the Buddha with a flying sword in the autumn rain in the autumn rain that year, and he was silent, and other people were also silent, and even a little afraid.

Mr. Li slowly killed people step by step in front of the Green Ridge, and the Moon Wheel Kingdom died one after another from the lord of the country to the ordinary soldiers, and the seven masters of the Hanging Temple had no power to fight back, so he was seriously injured, and then he traveled thousands of miles in the world with the powerful and invincible viewer, traveled for several days, and finally staged the decisive battle in Chang'an City.

The second gentleman, Jun Mo, guarded the Qingxia, and defeated Ye Su by ten thousand horses, although he was finally cut off by the sword saint Liu Bai, but he also seriously injured the strongest man in the world. Mr. Three Yu Curtain is the legendary twenty-three years of cicadas, in the mountain behind the academy, the master of the sect was injured in an inhuman shape, even if the Xiling Temple tried to conceal it, but the Tang Kingdom kept publicizing, this matter has already spread all over the world, not to mention that in the later battle of Chang'an, she actually jumped into the blue sky, cut off the rainbow with a knife, and left the master in Chang'an City.

Although it is said that none of these three people have yet to heal from their injuries, the Xiling Temple must also be prepared, but if these three people really come to Taoshan today, can the preparations of the Xiling Temple work?

The senior brother is not in Taoshan, he is outside a small town at the junction of the Yan and Song kingdoms.

It was early autumn, and he had already put on a padded jacket, and the water scoop that had been tied around his waist for many years was broken in front of the green ridge, and now he had replaced it with an ordinary wooden stick.

Maybe it's because he's slow to do things and slow to speak, so he calls Lee Slow. Today he walked very slowly, even slower than in previous years.

Seven days in the world with the Lord, in the city of Chang'an bloody battles, the elder brother was seriously injured, the bones on the body do not know how many broken, now although the injury is better, no longer need to sit in a wheelchair, but there is still no way to walk too fast, in addition to this reason, he walks so slowly, there is another reason, that is, he is very nervous now, and even has a weaker tension than in the face of the Lord.

It took him a long time to walk into the depths of the town, to the painting shop, and then slowly lifted his placket, slowly crossed the threshold, and slowly saluted the man inside.

The man sat in the chair of the shop, carrying a wine jug in his hand, his face was wrinkled, his hair was a little snowy, and he looked like he was in his forties, and he looked like he had lived for more than four thousand years.

"I've seen my seniors. The senior brother looked at the man in the chair and said.

The owner of the calligraphy and painting shop walked out of the back compartment, looked at Li slowly, seemed to know him at all, and asked, "Sir, do you drink tea or drink?" ”

The elder brother said, "I'll just drink water." ”

The man in the chair said to the boss, "You go in first, don't come out if you have nothing to do." ”

The man held the wine jug in his hand, he was the drunkard, the boss was from Chang'an, his name was Chao Xiaoshu, the two had not known each other for a long time, but they were already very familiar, and the drunkard did not want him to die in vain, so he let him in.

Only the drunkard and the elder brother were left in the front bunk.

The drunkard said, "You are walking too slowly, and it seems that your injuries are not healed." ”

The elder brother said, "It will be fine one day." ”

The drunkard said, "Even if it's all right, it's not as fast as me, and even more so now you're not well." ”

The elder brother said, "Go slower, or more steady." ”

The drunkard was silent for a moment and then said: "Yes, you are indeed more stable than me, I didn't expect that there are really people in the world who are more stable than me, but you are still not my opponent." ”

The senior brother said: "The late cultivator has only been for decades, so he is naturally not the opponent of his predecessors. ”

The drunkard said, "Then why do you dare to leave Chang'an?

The senior brother said: "Because the academy has something to do, I want to invite the seniors to stay in the town and watch. ”

The drunkard's eyes narrowed, his voice gradually became low, and he began to emit a smell of bronze rust grinding again: "Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"

The senior brother said slowly: "The seniors will not make a move. ”

The drunkard's voice grew colder and colder, and he said, "Why didn't I make a move?"

The elder brother said calmly and surely, "Because you are not sure that you will be able to kill me. ”

The drunkard laughed and said mockingly, "You only have a chance of one percent." ”

The senior brother smiled and said: "Don't say that the juniors still have a chance, even if there is only one chance of winning, the seniors will not dare to make a move against the juniors." ”

The drunkard's expression froze, and he asked, "Why are you so sure?"

The senior brother said: "I don't know how to fight, but whether in the academy or in the world, Jun Mo, the third junior sister and the junior brother are the three people who are the best at fighting, since they all say that the seniors dare not make a move to the juniors, then the seniors naturally dare not make a move, I believe in their judgment." ”

The drunkard said, "Even if their judgment will kill you?"

The elder brother said, "I think what the three of them said makes sense, so I am willing." ”

The drunkard asked, "What did the three men say?"

The elder brother said: "They say that the predecessors have lived too long, so they are too afraid of death. ”

After hearing this, the drunkard was silent for a long time.

Then he asked, "Why did you come to see me, but not the butcher?" ”

The senior brother said: "The third senior sister said that the butcher senior walked too slowly, and it was faster than me and the first lecturer, so at least for the time being, ignore him." ”

"What about her?" suddenly asked the drunkard, "Are you really not afraid of her?"

The senior brother knew who he was talking about, and said with a smile: "She has lived in the mountains behind the academy for a long time, so we are not afraid of her, we all like her very much. ”

The gorge between the green hills, which is constantly being renovated, has been carved out as a road for simple horse-drawn carriages, but most travelers who are greedy for convenience still choose to walk.

Someone came out of the green gorge. Among them, the man wore a hat, a cloth coat, and a staff in one hand, and looked like an ascetic monk in the village, but the woman next to him, with an embroidered cloth in her hand and a red robe, looked like a newly married bride. Such an incongruous collocation is naturally to cut off Jun Mo, the second senior brother of the academy who is determined to cultivate Buddhism, and his seventh senior sister Mu Yu.

Jun Mo looked at the black fertile field in front of Qingxia, thinking about the scene that happened here half a year ago, thinking about his broken right arm here, silent, and Mu Yu didn't speak.

The two continued to travel south, but they were not senior brothers, and it was too late to rush to Momoyama in terms of time, where were they going and what were they going to do?

Coming to the bank of the Fuchun River and climbing the Pavilion of Tiger Mountain, Jun Mo looked in the southeast direction, and suddenly frowned, because he felt that Liu Bai's sword had left the Sword Pavilion and was heading towards Peach Mountain.

He was silent for a moment, silent in the wind.

Before Qingxia, you once didn't see the water of the Yellow River coming up from the sky, but now Liu Bai's injuries have recovered, and the realm has risen again, and it is impossible to get to the legendary step, but he is seriously injured and has not healed, and he has broken his arm to block the road, I don't know how far and how many years I have to go to the same place, I naturally can't help but sigh.

He quietly looked at the direction of the Xiling Divine Kingdom, as if he saw that Liu Bai's sword had flown to Taoshan, as if he saw the woman in front of the Temple of Light on Taoshan, and as if he saw the black thin little girl who knelt on the ground and kept holding the ash in the urn on the nameless mountain in the north of Chang'an City a few years ago.

"What if she makes a move?" Mu Yu said worriedly, thinking about the two junior brothers on Momoyama.

Jun Mo said: "We just want her to make a move." ”

Mu Yu was slightly stunned and asked, "Then what if she doesn't make a move?"

Jun Mo said: "The teacher ascended to the sky, the master of the view became a waste, Liu Bai finally came to that point, he didn't need to break the five realms, he was already the strongest person in the world, stronger than the drunkard, stronger than the butcher, since his sword arrived in Taoshan, she had no reason not to make a move, and the change that Yu Curtain said was on this sword." ”

Mu Yu said, "She won't be able to count this. ”

Jun Mo said: "The appearance of the little junior brother in Taoshan must have made her very angry, and angry people are often not good at thinking, and the angry Haotian is unwilling to think. ”

(Chapter 2 should be written before twelve o'clock.)