Everyone in Zhushan had breakfast together.

Lord Wensheng was served by the two senior brothers, while Bai Jiu and Hua Jin sat cross-legged on the side.

With the last mouthful of bean juice in his stomach, Lord Wensheng exhaled with satisfaction and sighed: "The taste of the world is Qinghuan, and the little bean juice has such a taste, which makes people don't know what to do." ”

If you don't know what you mean, you don't know what you mean, and the teacher doesn't know, so how can the disciple know? So no one in the pavilion answered.

Lord Wensheng was a little embarrassed, he smiled silently, and then put the bowl and got up.

Everyone in the pavilion also got up, and Chai Le helped him up and asked, "Teacher, is there any arrangement for today?" ”

Lord Wen Sheng took the handkerchief handed by Wen Yuan, pursed his lips, and replied, "The mountain is still too clean, I will go down the mountain for a few days." ”

With that, he stroked his beard and went down the mountain, and soon disappeared into the bamboo forest.

Breakfast was not finished and continued to eat, and Bai Jiu and Hua Jin were still sitting aside.

Chai Le picked up the bamboo basket and got up to leave.

Wen Yuan stopped Bai Jiu and said, "That swordsman sat at the bottom of the mountain all night, and another swordsman came this morning, since the master has allowed you to go down the mountain, when will you solve the trouble?" ”

Bai Jiu said with a smile: "They don't dare to go up the mountain, saying that they are worshipping the mountain, but they only dare to challenge me, the youngest junior brother." Since that's the case, then I'm not in a hurry, I'll fight one by one when I break the realm. ”

These words have a reasonable component, and there is also a mocking emotion, Wen Yuan did not frown or get angry, but said coldly: "If it has been like this, so many people gather under the mountain, what kind of system should it become, it will only attract the ridicule of the world." When is Lingmen afraid of people coming over, I will only give you ten days to quickly solve the matter under the mountain. ”

Bai Jiu thought to himself that he had lived in the mountains for less than a month before he was allowed to go down the mountain by the teacher, but the teacher didn't say how long it would take to solve the trouble.

Although he was angry in his heart, he still didn't show any anger, but said with a little grievance: "Senior brother, the matter of breaking the realm is very important, is ten days too little?" ”

Wen Yuan didn't look at his expression, and replied without hesitation: "Then I'll break through the realm after the fight." After saying that, he threw up his sleeves and left.

Bai Jiujue had a little headache, thinking that the second senior brother was really strict.

Looking at Bai Jiu's uncomfortable appearance, Hua Jin patted him on the shoulder and came up with an idea: "Or, let the senior brother build a grass house for you halfway up the mountain, and you go to avoid it?" ”

Bai Jiu glanced at the second senior brother who was far away, and snorted coldly: "The entire Zhushan Great Array is under the control of the senior brother, what is the use of me hiding?" ”

Hua Jin said: "Who said you were allowed to hide? Just let you live halfway up the mountain. ”

Bai Jiu was even more puzzled, and asked rhetorically, "What's the use?" ”

Hua Jin explained: "You said that you were going down the mountain to fight, then you would be very busy every day, and if you were too busy to deliver food, you could only live halfway up the mountain if you didn't have time to deliver food. ”

Bai Jiu rolled his eyes, "That makes sense." ”

"But." Hua Jin smiled slightly, quietly put it on Bai Jiu's ear and said: "Senior brother is the most gentlemanly, that is, he is a little cautious, this kind of cleverness of deception can only be relieved for a while." If you can't solve the matter down the mountain, senior brother may go down the mountain one day and clean you up first.

Bai Jiu shuddered and pursed his lips, "If that's the case, I'm afraid I'll die very thoroughly." ”

Hua Jin nodded seriously and said: "A gentleman can be bullied, don't blame the gentleman for other bullies." ”

........

In the verdant bamboo mountain, Chai Le is cutting bamboo as always.

Bai Jiu poked his head out of the verdant on the side and slowly walked to his senior brother's side.

"Senior brother, do you say it's difficult to be a man?"

Chai Le stopped the axe in his hand, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and asked suspiciously, "Why is the little junior brother asking this?" ”

Bai Jiu pinched his face, making it put on a bitter face as much as possible, and said, "Senior brother is a little difficult. ”

Chai Le smiled and said, "The teacher said that when we have expectations for this world, life will be a little hard. The difficulty of the little junior brother is also the expectation of the world. ”

The bitter look on Bai Jiu's face was a little more natural, "Senior brother, you know, I didn't mean that. ”

Chai Le suddenly looked at the bottom of the mountain, nodded and said, "There are more people under the mountain, and it is troublesome to come to the junior brother to solve it." ”

The bitter look on Bai Jiu's face became more natural.

"Senior brother...."

"Huh?." Chai Le looked at Bai Jiu with a straight face, "I'm not good at this kind of thing at all, so don't think about it." ”

Bai Jiu hurriedly shook his head, "I didn't ask my senior brother to help me fight." ”

Chai Le asked suspiciously, "Senior brother, you can say whatever you have." ”

Bai Jiu didn't hide it, so he said his thoughts.

Sure enough, although Chai Le didn't have any displeasure after listening to it, his brows were a little deeper.

"It's some unsightly cleverness, but it's not the solution to the problem."

Chai Le looked into the distance of the bamboo forest, where there happened to be a small clear pool.

"You just went up the mountain, and my senior brother doesn't have any gifts for you, so this room should be treated as a gift."

The expression on Bai Jiu's face instantly bloomed like a flower, "Thank you, senior brother." ”

.........

The letter of the sword saint is bright and bright from the Pure Land of Xizhou, although there is no content in the letter in the world, but the admirers of the world will always realize something from it, so it is impossible to get pure under the bamboo mountain.

I don't know how many sects sent disciples to Zhushan, and those young or not young disciples came to Yong'an City, and they didn't enter the city or go up the mountain, they just gathered under the only mountain road in Zhushan and scattered in the forest.

There are no sects in Zhushan that are particularly close, so those cultivators can only wait and see from afar, and no one dares to go up the mountain. Of course, not all of these people are here to challenge, and many of them are just here to see the fun.

The shadows of the trees in the forest were full of shabby ascetics, arrogant but disrespectful cultivators, elders of small sects in Dongzhou, and even a few people with strange breaths, who did not know whether they came from the Pure Land in the West or the Snow Plains in the north. The number of people was as high as 100 at one time.

The Dayu military had no choice but to set up camp outside Yong'an City, and the east gate of Yong'an City was not only closed at night, but during this time, except for military figures, including officials, were not allowed to enter or leave. It's just strange that none of the people from the Yew Courtyard came this time, not to mention the four of Wu Bin, and even none of those Yew soldiers came out.

But there are still big people in Chang'an City who pay attention to this mountain worship.

At the head of the East Gate City, there were two old men with white beards standing behind many defenders of the city, glancing at the dense mountains and forests in the distance from time to time.

The young officer guarding the city came from the Yew Annex, and his family had a background in Yew Garden, so he naturally knew these two old men. No matter how arrogant he usually is, he is extremely humble and respectful at this time, and even personally brought tables and chairs from the inn under the city, and made a pot of good tea and put them on it.

The person who can be so respected is naturally a person with the highest status - Mei Hanxiang, the dean of Qingfeng Garden, and Liu Fuyao, the dean of Tianxuan Academy. These two old friends have enjoyed the fun since that time, of course, this is just a statement, and in the end the mood is still worried.

There is an extra Zhushan disciple in the Liberal Arts Academy, and another legendary student has appeared in the Tianqi Fourth Academy. How could such a person not be cared for by these two most respected old men in the Four Courtyards, let alone so many cultivators here. Although there are two or three bosses of Zhushan watching, there is no guarantee that something will happen.

In the trip to Tangling, they have lost one Tang Chun, if there is one more Bai Jiu, who can bear such a loss?

........

There are clouds and mist on the Zhushan mountain road all the year round, ordinary people can't get close to it, cultivators can't enter it, and even the scenery in the mountain is hidden in the fog, so they can only sit cross-legged at the bottom of the mountain, looking up at the mountain road from time to time, for fear that they will miss something in a momentary trance.

In fact, they don't know what they want to see.

Finally, a few cultivators with violent temperaments couldn't wait any longer, completely ignoring Zhushan's majesty in the cultivation world, and shouted loudly.

"I am a swordsman from Xizhou, and I came thousands of miles just to have a fight with Bai Jiu!"

"It's a human or a demon, just know it after a fight, don't keep hiding."

"Many disciples of the Ling Sect, if they are really as powerful as they are rumored, why don't they come out and fight!"

The summer is getting deeper, the cicadas are dying, the wind is occasionally rising, and people are constantly coming.

More and more cultivators came to the foot of the bamboo mountain, some of them leaned in the forest and looked at the bamboo mountain in front of them, each with their own emotions in their eyes, and some sat directly outside the mountain road, glaring angrily at the place or making a loud noise..... What is a little ridiculous is that no matter how loud and disrespectful the voices of those people are, no one dares to spit dirty, and no one dares to enter the mountain road. Time passes day by day, and the plot under the mountain is also being staged one by one, every day is as new.

Yong'an City didn't seem to care about what happened under Zhushan, and the city gate on the east side still didn't mean to open.

The swordsman who had first arrived at the foot of the mountain had been waiting for a full seven days, and the cultivators seemed to have gradually understood the attitude of the Dayu official, and they were no longer nervous, and began to move around the bamboo mountain, and even had one or two exchanges with each other. The military's battalion was stationed thirty miles away, still keeping an eye on these cultivators to prevent harassment of innocent people.

The noisy environment ended in the early evening.

A pretentious casual cultivator had won three games in a row in the competition, and although he spoke wildly, no one dared to face it again. He sat on the branch of the tree, feeling that he was gifted and a great cultivator in the future, and the wild words in his mouth gradually became ridicule, falling on the mouths of the people in the mountains and forests.

In the evening he went to a small town a few miles away, and when he returned to the woods, the taunts gradually turned into unsightly words. The cultivators didn't pay any attention to him, probably because they found it boring, so he set his eyes on the bamboo mountain, ready to make a big fuss.

At this moment, a whistling suddenly sounded in the forest, the green leaves rustled, and a straight sword light fell from the sky, like a thunderclap.