The breeze was cool and the night was dark.

In this Redwood City, different people have different nightlives. Fishermen like to gather to push pai gow, the dock in the middle of the night is lit up, shouting five and six sounds are endless, and the liveliness is not inferior to that of the daytime. Officials and businessmen prefer places where the chips are staggered and the willows are green. There are also a lot of foreign merchants, and they also enjoy a night in Redwood City, after all, this is a relatively prosperous city in the barren land in the western part of the Western Desert Country. For ordinary people and tourists, the most worthwhile place to go to Redwood City at night is the large and small teahouses in the city.

It was already dark, and in an alley in the south of the city, the thick fragrance of tea had wafted out from the door of a teahouse called "Shunde Teahouse". The teahouse is not very large, but the mottled signboard shows that the teahouse has been around for a few years. The store was full, and the juniors were busy serving tea to a table of guests, and all kinds of dried melons and fruits had been placed on the table. But strangely, the restaurant is not noisy when it is full. The reason for this is that directly north of the store, an old storyteller in a linen robe is already sitting at a long table.

The old man took a sip of tea unhurriedly, straightened his long sleeves, and then cleared his throat and slapped the waking wood in his hand.

"The sword breaks through ten thousand laws, and he acts like a lone wolf, his surname is Shi, and his name is Zhantian!" After these hearty opening sentences were recited, several regular customers had already applauded. The old man put down the waking wood, waved it to the guests, and continued: "The book continues to be continued, since the birth of this Lu clan, the city that has passed through has been full of mourning, and the realm it has reached is thousands of miles away. As soon as the words fell, several elderly people nodded incessantly, as if they felt deeply.

"But the right way should be prospered, and the evil demons should be destroyed. In the face of the turbulent situation of the Lu Clan, the Eastern Continent, the Western Continent and our famous righteous people in the Southern Wilderness united as one, and finally defeated the main force of the Lu Clan in the Cold Forest Valley of the Western Continent. Luzun is also a famous mountain in the western continent surrounded by the south of the cold forest valley, Tianguan Mountain! Speaking of this, the old man's voice suddenly rose, and the spectators in the audience were also in high spirits. Several young people's faces already showed some yearning.

"Although the Lu clan is defeated, it is not exhausted. That Lu Zun is the strongest Grandmaster Realm master who is known as the first in the world along with the Lone Wanderer Stone Battle Tianshi Hero. The righteous colleagues have attacked the mountain many times, firstly, the mountain is steep, and secondly, the strength of Na Luzun and his generals is really terrifying. After four days, I don't know how many masters have fallen on Tianguan Mountain. ”

When the storyteller said this, his face couldn't help but show regret.

"Master Zhang, that Lu Zun is waiting, how did Shi Daxia kill this demon on the mountain back then?" A childish young man couldn't help but ask.

"Don't worry, wait for the old man to come slowly." Zhang Ye took a sip of tea and continued: "The attack on the mountain on the fourth day was unsuccessful, and the battle situation became more and more unfavorable. The reinforcements of the Lu tribe were coming from the direction of Shanhezhou day and night, and the Lu army on the mountain was greatly boosted after repelling the attacks of the coalition forces many times, and on the evening of the fourth day, an active night attack almost broke through the position of the righteous coalition army. At this time of great crisis, Shi Daxia thought hard all night and had no choice but to make dangerous moves. On the fifth day, the whole army rested for a day and held its position. By the early morning of the sixth day, the main force of the army suddenly attacked Tianguan Mountain with all its strength on three sides, and Shi Daxia personally led seven Grandmaster Realm powerhouses who volunteered to follow to venture up the mountain from the steep cliff in the west. The main force of the Lu tribe is fighting fiercely with the allied forces in the east, south, and north, and has no time to take care of the west. Shi Daxia and the others successfully climbed to the top of Tianguan Mountain, and took Lu Zun by surprise, and more than a dozen masters of the Grandmaster Realm fought bloodily on Tianguan Mountain for three days and three nights, fighting the sky and the earth, and the sun and moon were dark! The aftermath of the Grandmaster War even forced the armies of the two clans that were fighting under the mountain out of a hundred miles. Speaking of this, Zhang Ye was also a little excited, as if he was also a witness on Tianguan Mountain back then.

The audience held their breath, and in Zhang Ye's slightly excited storytelling, a bloody picture of swords and swords, and gold and iron clashing unfolded in front of their eyes. The rumbling of the earth, the roars of the warriors of the two clans, and the sound of swords piercing into flesh seemed to be clearly audible in this small teahouse.

It was late at night. The teahouse is still brightly lit. Zhang Ye took a sip of tea, shook his shirt, and his tone became slightly calmer.

"The bloody battle on the mountain has finally come to an end, and the banner envoys around Lu Zun have all been killed, but the seven grandmasters who followed Shi Daxia up the mountain also suffered heavy casualties. The five Grandmasters had already been killed, and the remaining two Grandmasters, the Sword Demon Zheng Wanlong, were seriously injured and were unable to fight again. Yin Wenyuan, the head of the Yin family in Xilu, was even more unconscious. On the battlefield, only Shi Daxia and Lu Zun are still fighting. The strange thing is that Shi Daxia, who was not originally down, suddenly began to retreat step by step after a few palms with Lu Zun. Lu Zun thought that Shi Daxia was going to run out of oil, so he began to recruit and attack, but one mountain peak after another was chopped down, but he couldn't bring a corner of Shi Daxia's clothes. After the ninth mountain peak was cleaved, the battle situation suddenly changed, and Shi Daxia, who had retreated again and again, suddenly stepped on a cliff and rushed towards Lu Zun with his strength. Under the moonlight of the full moon, Shi Daxia rushed towards Lu Zun as swiftly as a sword. Under the blessing of the fierce resonance of the Heavenly Dao, the sword in his hand is like a sharp sword, and in the blink of an eye, the sword is also there, and all the flaws on Lu Zun Zhou's body seem to be forced out by this sword. ”

"Withered, withered with glory blade!" A quacker answered first in a slightly trembling voice, revealing a deep respect in his tone.

"Not bad! It is Shi Daxia's famous stunt, the withered glory blade that breaks through ten thousand laws with one blade! Zhang Ye said loudly: "Lu Zun only realized at this time that Shi Daxia's previous defeat and retreat were all preparing for this killing move, but it was too late. With a roar, Lu Zun also used the Lu clan's supreme peerless Tsing Yi Knife to decide the outcome with Shi Daxia. It can be seen from the ranking, why does Shi Daxia's stunt have the name of breaking ten thousand laws with one blade? No matter how strong the combat skills, how mysterious the exercises, and how outstanding the Tianjiao is, they are all full of flaws in front of the withered glory blade. Shi Daxia can always use this move to hit the opponent's weakest point, so that the enemy will be killed with one blow! ”

Zhang Ye stopped, cleared his throat, and continued: "As soon as the two Grandmaster swords of the first place were handed over, the heavens and the earth had changed color, and the entire Tianguan Mountain Range seemed to be about to be overturned. After the roar on the mountain completely dissipated, a team of Terran masters dared to go up the mountain, except for the two surviving righteous path masters, only Lu Zun's tattered corpse was gone, but Shi Daxia was nowhere to be seen. Twenty-six years have passed, and there is still no news, so I think it should have fallen. Zhang Ye's voice became smaller and smaller, with a hint of sadness in his eyes. Everyone in the museum also felt something, and reverence and regret permeated this small shop.

Zhang Ye took another sip of tea, calmed down his mood for a while, and then continued: "After that battle, the demons of the Lu clan were leaderless, and the righteous path of the human race was advancing vigorously, and after a whole year, the chaos was finally completely quelled. Since then, the world has returned to peace. ”

However, at this moment, an untimely chuckle suddenly came from a corner, and then a voice whispered in the corner: "Do you really think it's peaceful?" ”

The person who spoke seemed to be a young man, and although his voice was already low, it still seemed a little harsh in the cramped silence of the teahouse. The old men sitting in the front row had already turned their heads to see which young man was so rude. Several Jianghu guests in the west also looked at the corner with dissatisfaction on their faces. The young man who spoke was dressed in soap-colored cloth, not short but slightly thin, carrying a burden on his back and a bare branch hanging from his waist, this shape was very unique.

The youth looked up. The moment they saw the young man's face, the tea customers in the shop couldn't help frowning, not that they knew the young man, but because the young man's tone was calm and calm, but his appearance was quite ugly. The young man didn't know what kind of past he had, his dark face was crisscrossed by several scars, his facial features were so ordinary and ordinary, and his ugly face made it difficult to associate him with his voice. If he weren't neatly dressed, the tea customers in the store might have mistaken him for a beggar who sneaked into the store and eavesdropped on books.

In addition to his appearance, the young man in soap-colored cloth was not a common Hanyue person or a native of the Southern Wilderness in the Western Desert Country, but actually a Xilu person, which made many Jianghu guests in the teahouse even more uncomfortable.

After all, ugly-looking people are not very popular, and a quacker stood up and said dissatisfiedly: "Who are you?" It's a disturbance to everyone. ”

The young man got up and arched his hand, "This brother, I'm really sorry, the old gentleman's storytelling reminded me of some of the past, so I sighed." ”

An old man sitting in the front row knocked lightly on the table and said, "Young man, the rebellion of the Lu clan is a catastrophe that has affected the youth of a generation. ”

"It's the kid who lost his temper, so I'm here to make a compensatory to the ranks." The young man bowed his hand to the tea guests again, but his face was expressionless, and he didn't see any apology.

The quacks snorted, and wanted to say something. Zhang Ye had already gotten up and walked over to make a round, "Hehe, this book of the old man can hook the mood of this little friend, which shows that the old man's mouth has not been in vain over the years." Everyone is a guest from afar, so don't worry about some small things. ”

The Jianghu guest didn't say anything when he saw Zhang Ye, and he didn't want to have another attack about it, so he glanced at the young man with disdain and sat back in his seat.

After Zhang Ye finished speaking, he went back to the back room to rest. The teahouse finally became buzzing, and the tea guests began to exchange news with great interest.