Volume 2, The Journey of the Husband and Gentleman Chapter 62, Zhushan is invincible

At this time, the three worshippers couldn't move, and only countless years of cultivation were flying in the forest, but they couldn't do anything. The cheeks that had been flushed before had turned extremely pale, and the eyes were full of shame and fear.

As the worship of the four major contemporary families, he has a lofty status in the family, and his cultivation has slowly precipitated over countless years, and he is even more proud and confident when he gradually enters the peak of pure view. So much so that his blindness made him forget a lot of things, he knew that there was a yew garden in Yong'an City, but he forgot that there was a bamboo mountain in the east of the city.

The gentlemen of Lingmen have never kept a low profile, but that doesn't mean they don't have to be respected. He finally understood that even though he had reached the pinnacle of pure contemplation, he was still just a minion in these legendary places, without the slightest pride.

He remembered his previous calculations for Yong'an City, some disrespect for the great cultivators in this city, and even more disregard for the Liberal Arts Academy from his heart, at this time, he regretted and ashamed to the extreme, and looked at the slowly raised short axe, and was even more terrified to the extreme.

His voice trembled and he said hoarsely: "Scholars can also kill? ”

The woodcutter paused for a moment as if hesitating.

The three worshippers' hearts moved slightly, and they were ready to blow up their cultivation, even if they fought half to death, they had to leave.

As soon as his heart moved, the short axe fell again.

Fallen leaves in the summer forest fly up and down.

Countless green leaves came from all around, and they fell on the three worshippers of the Wang family in an instant.

Each of those green leaves contains a certain fierceness, which is not a knife, let alone a sword, but like an axe that cuts down trees one after another. The blade of the axe did not fall on his flesh, but through his clothes, through his flesh, and on every meridian.

If a person's true qi runs like a tree branch from the dantian qi sea to all directions, then these axes will cut off all the branches that are scattered.

It's just that an axe fell, and Wang Jiasan's decades-long cultivation was wasted.

There were no screams or roars, and the forest was silent.

Wang Jiasan fell into the green leaves, his eyes were shocked, and his eyes revealed despair and fear. Countless green leaves fell from all around, covering his body, he didn't die, but I don't know if there is a chance to wake up in this life.

The night wind rose again in the woods, the smell of wine dissipated, and the woodcutter did not know where to go.

...........

Countless people felt the breath of Nancheng, each with their own thoughts.

Changkong looked at the sky and frowned slightly, and said with an indifferent expression: "Mayfly regret tree, it's just stupid to the extreme. ”

Instead of looking at the sky there, Remnant Jian asked, "Guess Chai Le, what realm has you reached?" ”

Changkong Ben hesitated a little, but suddenly remembered the night breeze containing the aroma of wine in the park before, and the breath he felt from Nancheng now, he looked surprised, and said, "Wandering in the wilderness? ”

Remnant Jian did not answer this question directly, but remembered that day at the foot of Bamboo Mountain, and said: "Bai Jiu climbed the mountain, you and I stood at the bottom of the mountain and watched, and Chai Le cut down the bamboo at the Bamboo Mountain all night. ”

Changkong's face turned a little ugly, because after the night was over, the ghost face of the remnant sword was shattered, and the two of them could not walk an inch in the forest.

"The world only knows that Chai Le wins the Jade Road of the Dao Gate with debate, and wins the Ming Mountain of the Wuwu Temple, but they never know how high his cultivation realm is. At that time, Lord Zhuge once said that Zhushan's sophomore was invincible, but now it seems that this realm is still underestimated. ”

"Wen Yuan may really be invincible under the care, but Chai Le may have already seen through the carefree."

The ghost face of the remnant sword trembled slightly, and he didn't know what kind of expression he had under the mask.

"That phrase from countless years ago may still be relevant today."

Changkong asked suspiciously, "Which one?" ”

Remnant Sword glanced at the eastern sky.

"Lingmen is invincible in the world."

.............

I don't know how long it took, the eastern sky calmed down, and Zhushan finally quieted down.

The night breeze blew in the water, and the figure of the woodcutter appeared by the lake.

I saw that the water of the lake was clear, the fire on both sides of the lake had been extinguished, but the bamboo in the mountains had burned most of it, and the burnt green bamboo and the roasted stones were telling the horror of the previous battle.

Chai Le's face was ruddy and full of worry.

By the lake is a gazebo, and after the gazebo is a stream that leads all the way to the back of the mountain.

The old man sat in the gazebo and drank silently, his expression calm and indifferent.

There had been a fire burning on his shoulder, which he gently dusted with his fingers.

Bai Jiu lay under the pavilion, closed his eyes and breathed calmly.

Chai Le asked, "Sir?" ”

Lord Wen Sheng put down the wine glass in his hand and said slowly, "It's okay." ”

...........

The aura in Xia Lin dissipated, and the face of the second master of the Wang family was a little ugly.

It seems that the arrival of tonight was a bad decision.

He turned around and prepared to leave, and there was no reason to stay in Yong'an City at this point.

The loss of the three offerings of the Wang family is equivalent to the loss of a great cultivator at the peak of Pure Meditation, and although the overall strength of the family will not be affected, it is also a huge loss.

Thinking of these second masters of the Wang family, it is inevitable that there is some pain, and as a fellow cultivator, he knows very well how difficult it will be to improve the realm once he enters the pure view. The pinnacle of the pure view of the three offerings was piled up by the Wang family with countless elixirs and resources, although it was not as good as those who came slowly, but it was only a few moments before there was no breath, so he couldn't help but wonder who the people encountered in the three offerings were?

He had some heart palpitations, and suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

Wu Huaiyi didn't want him to leave.

The second master of the Wang family glanced at him and said coldly: "Do you really think that you can let me die?" He glanced back at the woods.

"Offering is always offering, even if I want to die in this city today, do those people in the court really dare?"

He grinned suddenly, silently but mockingly.

"The Bai family is gone, Nanyang County, as a big county of Caoyun, only my Wang family can be in charge, if I die here, who will do those businesses? Do you know how many civilians will starve to death in the whole of Dayu? ”

The middle-aged man continued to walk towards him as if he hadn't heard this.

The second master of the Wang family sneered, and said no more, he turned around and didn't even look at the man, and headed south.

Suddenly a faint fragrance wafted in the forest, and a few red petals flew out of the forest and landed in front of Wu Huaiyi.

The shores of the lake are full of grass and trees, where can there be such delicate red flowers.

Wu Huaiyi frowned slightly, he knew who it was, so he stopped, a little puzzled.

The brocade came out of the forest.

More than ten years ago, the emperor ordered the Bai family to be banned, and the biggest beneficiary of this was the Wang family, which was also one of the four major families, and the Wang family made a lot of efforts in this process. Now the only remaining male of the Bai family, Bai Bai, has been on Zhushan for a long time, and logically speaking, he should be a disciple of Lingmen. Tonight, he killed the second master of the Wang family with his life, and they should be the last people who should stop him.

But it was Mr. Three, which made him puzzled and puzzled, so he stopped.

Hua Jin sighed and said: "The mountains and rivers are not broken is the respect of the soldiers, the well-being of the people is the foundation of the literati, the governance of the country is the business of the literati, and the suffering of the people is a great sorrow of the literati." ”

He slowly walked in front of Wu Huaiyi and waved his hand gently.

Countless red petals passed through Wu Huaiyi's clothes and fell into his meridians.

Those strange and swollen breaths like fire slowly extinguished, and the lives that burned and passed with them also stopped, and his realm and emotions gradually calmed down.

In an instant, Wu Huaiyi seemed to have spent countless years, and his face was full of exhaustion and old age.

Seeing this scene, Hua Jin couldn't help but sigh lightly and said, "Senior brother said, killing people is not the solution to the problem, and Lingmen will let them give an explanation for this matter." ”

Is this the promise given by Lingmen?

Wu Huaiyi was silent for a moment and asked, "Which gentleman is it?" ”

Hua Jin said: "It's the second senior brother. ”

Wu Huaiyi was speechless.

If Mr. Big said such things, he probably wouldn't stop there, because Mr. Big is a righteous person. However, Mr. Two is the most reasonable, and these words come from the mouth of Mr. Two, who has the clearest distinction between right and wrong, good and evil, and that is a promise and a future result.

Wu Huaiyi clenched his fists and said, "Thank you, gentlemen." ”

After speaking, he leaned under a weeping willow by the lake, as if he was thinking and stunned.

Burning life before, he used the secret method, even if the secret method was terminated by Hua Jin's shot, but the life that had passed away before could not be returned.

Hua Jin asked, "What are your plans next?" ”

Wu Huaiyi thought for a moment and said, "Go to the south." ”

Hua Jin said: "Precious. ”

...........

Feng Le Fang, a sleepless night.

When the night is very late, the gambling house is also the busiest time.

The Hongyuan Gambling House is the same today, the first floor of the square building is very noisy, gathering high-rollers who spend a lot of money. The second floor of the square building is relatively quiet, but there is still the sound of gold and silver colliding. In the room at the foot of the east side, there are no distinguished guests today, and it is the host who sits down.

Wang Nanting, the old shopkeeper, and the bewitching woman set up a table of mahjong, missing one of the three, but they didn't wait for the last person.

The bewitching woman is called Wang Yueshan, although she is the same age as Wang Nanting, she is the same generation as the second master of the Wang family who came to Yong'an City tonight.

Wang Nanting leaned back in his chair and looked at the eastern sky through the window. Tonight, the sky was dark and uncertain, and the sky was full of phenomena, and his brows did not stretch from beginning to end, and he kept frowning tightly.

I don't know how long it took, but the night in Yong'an returned to normal, and a light rain began to fall in the sky.

Wang Nanting sighed.

Wang Yueshan's face was a little pale.

He said, "The second uncle won't come. ”

He looked at Wang Yueshan, his expression suddenly became a little depressed, and said: "The Wang family may have a sad life in the future, and if they don't succeed tonight, they will offend many people." Little lady, it's better for you to go home. ”

Wang Yueshan didn't speak, he knew all the arrangements after Wang Nanting came to Yong'an City, and he also knew that except for the gambling house making a lot of money, other things did not succeed.

"Will the Criminal Department find out about us?"

"Yes and no."

"What about Yew Garden or Bamboo Mountain?"

"The Wang family is doing things for Yew Garden, or we are the minions of the imperial court. Zhushan's words, it's not time to move us now. ”

"So what should we do?"

Wang Nanting was silent for a long time, then got up and closed the window.

"Wait."