The wind is cold and the snow is full.

On the top of this Qingyun Mountain, seventy percent of the days of the year are such heavy snowy weather, in the past, an inch of precious flowers and plants raised by monks will die and freeze to death.

The dilapidated scenery comes into view, the palatial tea pavilions and exquisite attics of the past have become impractical at this moment, and the pavilions at the outer gate are burning, and the spirits have been spilled, and they are burning on the mountains in winter, and even the snow water can't help it.

More than 5,000 people were only standing in the open space at the moment, and some clever outer disciples had set up sheds with wooden strips that had not yet been burned, but after a while, someone took the food that was still usable, and they were about to enter, but they were stopped by Chen Cheng and Zong Taohan, who caught up later.

"You can't get in. ”

"Master of the Academy?" The disciples were surprised, these pastries were all prepared when the master was taught, but at this time, Chen Cheng stepped forward and knocked the full plate of pastries to the ground.

"Toxic. ”

"Poisonous?"

All the disciples looked at the rice cakes in their hands, the sweet and soft rice cakes, with different shapes, but at this moment they looked so terrifying, they were thrown to the ground.

"It's the smell of the flower core!" The old monk sniffed the rice cake in his hand inch by inch, and his face changed, he had planted countless famous flowers and plants, and he was well-informed.

"Flower Core?"

The disciples murmured one after another.

"It is the heart of the withered banyan flower, the sweetness of the food, whether it is a person or it is actually highly toxic, the heart of the two flowers can take people's lives, the more flowers, the greater the toxicity, but the flying insects and beasts love to eat this flower, the first Tang Dynasty has a strange person to find the wonderful law, concentrated this odd number of stamens, and removed them together, the world has long been extinct......"

The old monk said, pinching this square rice cake, he even smelled the unique smell of this stamen.

"Shakyamuni, isn't this flower extinct?, so how can there be an official army?" Lu Qiong stepped forward and said with a frown.

The old monk also shook his head, he didn't know, but these pastries seemed to have been contaminated with the core of the flowers, and they couldn't be eaten anymore.

"Wash the carcass of the horse, peel it and roast it. Chen Cheng said, these war horses from the west are huge enough, although they are not enough for five thousand disciples to fill their stomachs, but each person has one or two pieces of horse meat is more than enough, and if it is not enough, hundreds of horse corpses have piled up under the mountain, which is enough for these five thousand people to live for a day.

"Senior brother, let's go. ”

Zong Taohan nodded, and walked to Chen Cheng's side every inch, and the three of them went up towards Ling Tianfeng, leaving the rest of the disciples.

"Uncle Sanwei!"

Ji Xiang walked over with his body propped up, he was so tired that he fainted, but now he finally woke up, walked over with Nan Huaijin and Li Wei'an, and saluted the three uncles: "There may be something wrong on Ling Tianfeng, why don't you bring some disciples with you?"

Chen Cheng shook his head: "You are all not lightly injured, let's rest for a while, take care of your junior brothers and sisters, and comfort your disciples." ”

Zong Taohan nodded, patted the apprentice who hadn't met a few times on the shoulder, and said, "As a disciple of Ling Tianmen, you must have great perseverance, these ambushes and killings in the rivers and lakes are also cultivation, and you must protect yourself." ”

The old man didn't have anything to say, just sighed, turned around and walked towards the mountain, Li Wei was relieved of his mixed tastes, this old man didn't teach him with his heart, he just told him to go to the library by himself and learn the cumbersome martial arts on those secret books.

Even the apprentice was hasty and didn't pay much attention to him.

But at this moment, he actually had an inexplicable sense of belonging.

The old man's sword has changed its appearance, it has become a tattered sword, and the cold iron scabbard in his hand is also full of holes, Zong Taohan is not a loss is Ling Tianmen is the number two person, and he is the enemy Li Chun, the palace chief Qin, and even Li Wei'an is glad in his heart at this moment, fortunately, he is his own master, and if he is the old Taoist Wei Zhengjue, he will definitely protect him behind him, instead of telling him that he should cultivate by himself and participate in the creation.

"Master. ”

His voice came from his heart, the old man's footsteps did not stop, this old man traveled all over the world, and accepted two apprentices in his life, both of which were one teaching.

What the apprentices didn't know was that their cultivation had always been in the eyes of the old man.

More than two months is neither too much nor too little. For example, Li Wei'an's beginner's Qinshui sword, the sword moves are spiritual changes, it is a martial art that needs to be practiced, Li Wei'an felt tired as soon as he learned, and he slept under the old pine tree for a whole day, and when he woke up the next day, he found that he had spent a day in vain, and Zong Taohan was trembling with anger, but his cultivation was too high, and Li Wei'an, who was hazy below, never found out.

Li Wei'an's love of drinking was learned from Wei Daoshi, and he stole the thyme brewed by Zong Taohan himself without permission, and drank it in three jars, and drank a lot of it, and put the drunk wine jar back in its place, and said in his mouth: "When the master and they come back, the big deal is a beating, and the senior brother said that the master usually doesn't beat people." ”

He didn't know that just outside the window, there was an old man with a long beard and a long beard, his fists clenched to death, and he wanted to run in and beat this unfilial son out of anger, but he saw this drunk boy in a trance, with tears in the corners of his eyes, maybe the child himself didn't know, when he was asleep, he was holding the wine jar in his arms, and his face was against the wine jar, as if he was intimate with someone.

This kid is thinking about his mother.

Li Wei'an's life experience, Zong Taohan knew that the child's mother was dead, and Li Wei'an, who had no mother, was like a little devil in the world, rampant and domineering in Yunzhou City.

But it's always just a motherless doll, growing up with her father since she was a child, how did she experience happy days?

Drinking? Li Wei'an only felt that it was good to drink to death.

At least in the dream, his mother is alive and healthy, and he can still sing beautiful Jiangnan songs.

The sword in the old man's hand was already useless, completely dull, almost destroyed by the broken sword, and even fragments fell wantonly, falling to the ground, flashing with the reflection of iron sheets.

"Senior brother, your night!"

Halfway through, Chen Cheng was surprised to see that along with the scabbard, this senior brother's saber was broken.

Zong Taohan glanced at the saber in his hand and shook his head, but the one-inch monk on the side saw it, the corners of Zong Taohan's mouth had spilled blood, and in the competition with Li Chun and Hall Changqin, Zong Taohan gritted his teeth and insisted, the sword in his hand was no longer sharp, and he also suffered internal injuries on his body.

"The broken sword in that man's hand is no ordinary sword, and you have encountered ...... Be careful. ”

Zong Taohan asked himself, his Night Horror was an excellent sword, but now that it was broken, it would be useless in the future.

An inch said regretfully: "This sword has accompanied my senior brother all his life, and it is still a sword built by Master Su, it's a pity." ”

There was only one pity, Chen Cheng also swallowed his saliva, only felt that such a thing was destroyed, and it really shouldn't be.

"This is one of the few famous swords left by Master Su in the world, and it was destroyed like this. ”

"Let's take a look at what's in front of you. Zong Taohan interrupted the two to continue talking, but walked up the mountain with light skills like the wind, and Chen Cheng and the others hurriedly followed.

Sure enough, things have changed!

Under the old tree outside Ling Tianfeng, Wei Wenjie, one of the inner disciples guarding the door, was dead, his neck was torn off by five fingers, and blood was splattered all over the ground!

Who?

Chen Cheng's eyes shrank, Wei Wenjie was still leaning under the big tree, obviously the person who came did it lightly, and suddenly attacked, and directly took Wei Wenjie's life behind his back, and in addition to the speed, he must not have made a sound, otherwise, how could this inner disciple die on the edge of the tree so easily?

"Be careful. ”

Zong Taohan said that he took a step first and broke into Ling Tianmen directly, but as soon as he stepped in, his eyes were stunned, Qiu Shidao, Shuo Hua, and Bai Wuxian.

The three inner disciples died tragically next to His Excellency Ling Tian, all bleeding from the Seven Orifices, and their chests were full of bloodstains.

"It's been a long time since they died!" Zong Taohan frowned and said in a low voice, but as soon as he finished sighing, he heard a lot of swords around him, and several figures stood out from under the pavilions on both sides, all dressed in black, and all of them were filled with evil energy.

Before Zong Taohan could react, these people took the lead in rushing up, and the martial arts realm of these people made Zong Taohan feel shocked, all of them were above the realm of bosom friends, and two people were already masters of square inches.

But these people are obviously looking for the wrong object, Zong Taohan and them are not at the same level at all, not to mention that there are Chen Cheng and Yicun two people behind them, Chen Cheng feels wrong when he faces the enemy, not only is the martial arts of these people not low, but the most surprising thing is that the cooperation of these people is really smart, and it took ten moves to crack the cooperation of these people.

"That's enough!" Chen Cheng said coldly, and beheaded one of them with a sword, but the rest were not angry, their faces were expressionless, and they killed them.

The old monk danced his sleeves, his palms were glowing with golden light, and he didn't know whether it was Buddhism or true qi, rolled up the wind and snow in the sky, and shouted, like a real Buddha, the true qi poured mountains and seas, and killed all three black-clothed people on the ground!

The power is extraordinary, even the man in black who hastily dodged only felt that his chest was stuffy, and he was about to vomit blood.

It's just that Chen Cheng moved faster, didn't leave a moment, and quickly shuttled among several people with a sharp sword in his hand, these people only left a wail, and there were small wounds on the abdomen, chest, neck, etc., but these people didn't mean to fight, they just knelt on the ground, covering their wounds with their hands, and in the next second, blood gushed out from their wounds!

"Hurry up and see your senior brother!" Zong Taohan said, he had a sword on his leg, gasping and shouting, Chen Cheng nodded with the two of them, and hurriedly rushed into the Ling Tian Pavilion.

But as soon as he arrived at the door, he was pushed out by the door destroyed by the earth-shattering sword qi!

There were two figures inside that were rapidly staggering, the true qi on their bodies was earth-shattering, every move and every style seemed to be able to destroy the pavilion, fortunately, the wood used by Ling Tiange was magically cherished wood, otherwise it would have been destroyed.

"Lu Weisheng! this time, you will definitely die!" The man in black wore a black iron mask, was tall, and his body was extremely fast, comparable to Lu Weisheng, every palm and foot of the two of them could burst out of a surging wave of qi, and even Chen Cheng and Yicun could only use their true qi to resist this endless torture of qi.

Who is this person? Can he even fight a tie with his senior brother?

Both of them have doubts in their hearts, what is Lu Weisheng's martial arts, in this world, I am afraid that few people can really know, thousands of troops and horses, I am afraid that they will not be able to defeat such a peerless master!