Shen Yuan heard Gongye and Xun Boji talk about himself, his expression was gloomy, and he was silently picking up his meal.

Let's listen to Gongye and said: "Exactly, Shen Jun is dead, and the family is left with this doll, I should always come here to inform Shen Jun's bullshit master, after all, there is a master and apprentice." I'm too lazy to see him, you have to go to Zhenyue Palace and say it for me. ”

"What?" Shocked, Xun Boji got up suddenly, "What's going on?"

Gongyehe roughly talked about the affairs of the capital, and in the understatement, Xun Boji heard that there was a murderous motive in it, which was thrilling, he paced left and right, turned around and said: "After all, the junior brother is a member of the Huashan faction, this matter is not trivial, I must immediately go to report to the master and uncle." ”

"When are you going to tell me what to do with me?" Gongyehe put down the dishes and chopsticks, and said to Shen Yuan again: "I'll go out, you will wait for me here, and I'll be back tomorrow." After that, he ignored Xun Boji, got up and walked out, and Xun Boji had no choice but to give it away.

Xun Boji called a Taoist boy to wait outside the door, turned his head, and said to Shen Yuan: "Little brother, you can stay here for the time being, and if you have any needs, you can order the Taoist boy outside the door." He sighed slightly, and then walked away.

After Gongye and go, Shen Yuan blindly looked restrained, just eating silently, and after everyone left, he put down his chopsticks, sat there and bowed his head silently, and the Taoist boy came in and said, "Little layman, if you need anything, you can call me." Shen Yuan raised his head, said "yes" with some restraint, and said nothing more. The boy shook his head, snorted, and stepped back.

Shen Yuan saw that there was a shelf bed on the wall, so he moved over, since the battle in the capital, he never lay down on the bed like this, he couldn't help but think of his parents' voice and smile, and thought of the uncle and brother in Qingyunzhuang, every grass and tree in the house, every brick and tile in the house is vivid, and he was extremely aggrieved in his heart, and he couldn't help crying anymore, he buried his face in the quilt after lying down, for fear of crying.

After many days of fatigue, Shen Yuan also fell asleep after crying.

The three peaks stand as if they want to be destroyed, and the green cliffs and Dangu are open. The white emperor gold is lucky, and the stone is made of lotus flowers and clouds.

The north peak of Huashan is a cliff on three sides, although it is not as high as several other peaks, but it is better to be majestic and unique, and there are more white clouds as the platform, which is the gate of ascending to the sky, the place of ascending. The Zhenwu Palace on the peak is built according to the situation of the mountain, simple and solemn. In the center of the main hall, the golden statue of the Emperor Zhenwu is enshrined, which is majestic and solemn, and shocks Kyushu.

The person on the left is He Chongyun, the current head of the Huashan faction, and he is wearing a dark robe, with sword eyebrows and sideburns, and three locks of long hair hanging down to the front of the abdomen.

The person on the right is also dressed in a dark color, with a single strand of long beard and chest, and his hair is white, he is a few years older than He Chongyun, just look at his brows, full of seriousness, this person is the lord of Zhenyue Palace, Tan Zhenzhi, the elder of the Huashan faction.

The disciples of the Huashan faction are also divided into left and right, with the left being the Zhenwu lineage and the right being the Zhenyue lineage. Xun Boji bowed respectfully, got up and gave Gongye and the things described to the two of them, and after Xun Boji came to the matter of the Yuquan Courtyard under the mountain one by one, He Chongyun sighed lightly and said regretfully: "Shen Jun's nephew was full of spirit back then, and he was indeed a rare talent for martial arts, and he was loyal and unparalleled, if the senior brother could make a step seven years ago, the senior nephew would not have today's disaster." ”

Tan Zhenzhi was indignant in his chest, and scolded: "This criminal is now dying tragically, do you want to blame me, the master? Back then, he knew that Gongye had entered the evil path, but he repeatedly defended him, and when I lectured him a few words, he said that my master was prejudiced and did not distinguish between right and wrong, if not, why would I drive him down the mountain? Even if he said something to admit his mistake at that time, I would at most have ordered him to think about it! Who would have thought, this little beast has a temperament as a brute bull, I only said a word of anger, and he really followed Gongye and that demon down the mountain!"

"Even so, although you drove him down the mountain, you didn't expel him from the sect after all, and every New Year's Day, the letter of greeting from the nephew never fell, which shows that your master-apprentice relationship is always there. He Chongyun persuaded on the side, "Besides, what happened back then, I also think that what Senior Nephew Shen said has some truth. ”

Tan Zhenzhi's chest rose and fell, obviously choked by He Chongyun's last few words, and said loudly: "Even you can't ......!" Tan Zhenzhi was indignant at this time, and he couldn't say a word angrily, and finally only looked at his nose slightly open, "hum", turned his back with his hand, and ignored He Chongyun!

Seeing this situation, the disciples below did not dare to say anything, He Chongyun looked at the disciples below, and said: "Boji, you first settle that child in your place to rest first, now it is getting late, I will go down the mountain with your uncle to see him early tomorrow morning." He Chongyun turned his head sideways to look at Tan Zhenzhi and shook his head, "As for your senior uncle......

As soon as he was halfway through the latter words, Tan Zhenzhi turned around and said angrily: "What uncle! That demon has already been expelled from the sect, and if he is not a member of my sect, the Huashan disciples must not get too close to him, let alone leave him in my pure land! My Huashan faction is a famous and decent family, and it has always been incompatible with the evil demons! And this demon seriously injured the disciples of my sect today, if you see this demon again, you should work together to kill it!"

Then Tan Zhenzhi looked at Xun Boji with a little meaning, "I am in charge of the precepts in Zhenyue Palace, and I have always been selfless, but this time the situation is different, forget it, Boji, you have to remember!"

"This ......" Xun Boji was humble and generous, and he didn't know how to answer for a while, but he thought in his heart that Gongyehe was an uncle who watched him grow up after all. He looked at his master, He Chongyun made a look, he understood in his heart, and hurriedly said, "Yes, uncle!"

In He Chongyun's opinion, his senior brother is too paranoid and pedantic, in order to avoid trouble, it is better to simply rely on him first, Xun Boji is loyal but not stupid, his own meaning must be understood, with Gongye and martial arts, it is difficult for the disciples to work together to kill It is difficult to get benefits, it is better to treat him before, and how to treat him now, after all, it is the same door.

The night is clear and dotted.

Falling on the top of the wild goose peak, Gongye and standing with his hands in his hands, taking advantage of the moonlight like day, raising his eyes to look around, but seeing the mountains undulating, a vast expanse.

Suddenly, the pride in his chest was dry, he laughed three times, and said to himself: "I come to the top of this Huashan every year, but this scenery is not the same! Now all the swordsmanship of all factions is integrated into my chest, and even the "Nine-Character Sword Sutra" of Penglai Sword Pavilion has also penetrated the first three words, sooner or later, the name of the Sword Saint will definitely belong to me!"

Then he smiled and said, "Hey, hey, these stupid Taoist priests are funny, but none of them have found me coming here often over the years." ”

The cliffs of Luoyan Peak are thousands, like an axe and a knife, straight into the clouds. Gongye and Xinbu moved to the edge of the cliff, looked down, and saw that there was a cliff on the mountainside, which had been polished into a natural stone platform after years of wind erosion and rain.

Suddenly, he jumped up, stepped on a stone, brushed the branches of a tree, and fell straight to the platform. I raised my head and looked up, it was more than ten zhang high, and I snickered in my heart: "This place is extremely dangerous, no one dares to come, and no one can imagine that Lao Tzu has hidden all his income for many years under this cliff!"

Gongye and turned around, ten steps away there is a bluestone slab about one zhang long, about five feet wide, walked over, brushed away the dust, both hands forced, the bluestone slab turned over and moved lightly to the side, under the slate was Gongye and the early years for the sword to dig out of the pit, the pit neatly lined up the sword there are twenty handles, all of them are peerless swords.

Looking at the achievements of many years, I was proud in my heart, and then I picked out a long sword that was not good-looking, the hilt of the sword was wrapped with a coarse cloth and straw rope, and the coarse cloth and pear wood were used as sheaths, and the sword was pulled out to see that the double edges were sharp, and the color of the sword body was dark and dull.

Gongye put away the sword, re-covered the stone slab, exhaled a long breath, stepped on the rock under his feet to borrow strength, flew up, his body was like an immortal flying up, ethereal Lingyun, up to three zhang more than three zhang high, just see his feet alternately kick each other, waist rotation, and rise three zhang, there is just a lone pine across the cliff, he hooked his hands, a harrier turned over, and then fell on the cliff, and then disappeared into the night.

A few chirps woke up the sleeping Shen Yuan, got up and pushed the door open, and the early morning in the mountains really made him feel a hundred times more energetic. This night should be the most comfortable and solid sleep he has slept in these days.

Shen Yuan looked left and right, and muttered: "The stinky old man doesn't know where he went this night, and I don't know when we will leave, this place is so good, don't think about anything." ”

Just as he was thinking about going around, Shen Yuan saw the little Taoist boy from yesterday running to him in a hurry, and said, "The head and the great elder are here, I want to see you, come with me to wash up." After washing his face and purifying his mouth, Xiao Daotong took another set of clean Taoist clothes and asked Shen Yuan to change into them, and combed his hair again, just like a Taoist boy.

Shen Yuan didn't want to see him, so he only said: "Little Daoist, I have to wait for a while for that old man yesterday, if he can't see me when he comes back, I'm afraid there will be trouble again!"

Xiao Daotong couldn't help but pull Shen Yuan to the main hall, and said as he walked: "The head of the sect and the great elder are highly respected, and when you go down the mountain to see that you have already given you a great face, how can you make them wait for a long time?

"Don't scold the stinky old man!" Shen Yuan used his strength, but he dragged the boy to his feet.

The child lost his temper and always said that the wind and rain would come, and the little Taoist boy was also angry, and he stuck his waist and scolded: "I will scold! Old thief!

Shen Yuan was unhappy in his heart, he felt that the person in front of him was just like the confidant who was taught by Gongye yesterday, he was unreasonable, and he was angry, so he punched him!

When he was more than two years old, Shen Jun asked him to practice martial arts, although it was the most basic fist and foot kung fu, but this practice was four years, not to mention that he also had a trace of internal strength, when he was in Qingyunzhuang, there was basically no one in the local children of the same age who was his opponent, and even children who were three or four years older than him could beat him.

The little Taoist boy in front of him was one or two years older than him, but he had never learned martial arts, so he couldn't react to this punch at all.

"Bang!" the little boy covered his left eye and fell to the ground, "Oops, oops", and listened to him, "Okay, you stinky little thief, there is a kind of waiting here, so that you have good fruit to eat!"

Shen Yuan was still a child after all, and he was always a little panicked when he beat someone else's house, and said secretly: "Oh no, he will definitely sue me! I have to run away! Otherwise, if I call someone in charge of the prison, I'll be finished!"

He looked at the clothes on his body, and said, "Hmph! This broken place is not good at all! I will take off my clothes and return you, and I don't owe you any favor! After escaping, I will find a place outside to hide first, and then wait for the stinky old man to come back!" Shen Yuan made up his mind, changed back into his dirty and tattered clothes, and ran towards the door.