The landslide frightens the sunset, and the sword dance helps the moon rise (II)

There was a loud noise, and the entire passage began to shake, Cui Wei and the others were so frightened that they panicked, and even the faces of several uncles who had been in the world for a long time turned pale.

Several people had some bitterness in their mouths, especially the fourth uncle, who guessed what had happened, and was both happy and regretful.

regretted that he had only been the owner of the village for a few hours, but he was glad that he had followed him down and escaped with his life.

Why didn't Cui Wei destroy that batch of gunpowder?

There are two reasons: first, this is the back hand left by his father, which belongs to the cottage, and since there are still people in the cottage, he will keep it. Second, some people have seen this gunpowder for the first time, but they only know that it can be ignited with fire, but they don't know how to destroy it. Therefore, Cui Wei and the three uncles had no intention of using these gunpowders.

It's just that they never thought that they had only been walking on their front feet for a while, and there was an earth-shattering noise behind them.

The group stopped and was silent, and Cui Wei also buried his head very low. But the silence was soon broken, and there was a shouting from ahead.

Cui Wei's brows furrowed tightly, he was in a very bad mood, and when he heard that the voice was Li Mu, he yelled loudly in front of him: "Li Mu, what are you yelling about?"

Soon, a somewhat silly-looking teenager squeezed from the front to the back.

Li Mu was sweating profusely, he wiped the sweat from his forehead, his face was full of worry, and he looked at Cui Wei.

"Little village master, I can't find Wang Wang. ”

A trace of anger appeared on Cui Wei's face, and he was about to vent his anger against Wang Wang on this stupid Li Mu, and put his hands on his shoulders.

Cui Wei turned his head and saw that it was the sixth uncle.

The sixth uncle, who looked like a farmer, shook his head slightly at Cui Wei, and Cui Wei suffocated the anger in his throat.

There were so many people that he estimated that he had gone to the front. Cui Wei's expression was indifferent and he said lightly.

"Oh. Li Mu scratched his head, squeezed through the crowd again, and walked forward.

Several people looked at each other and finally sat down on the spot.

"Did Wang Wang do it?" the sixth uncle stared at Cui Wei.

Cui Wei nodded, and said with some uncertainty: "It should be him, he was with us before, holding a torch behind us, and I don't know when he disappeared, but I don't understand, what is the purpose of his doing this." ”

The fourth uncle sat on the ground and looked at Cui Wei with a gloomy face.

"Cui Wei, you tell the fourth uncle, is this your ......?"

Before the last two words were spoken, the third uncle shouted: "Fourth, you don't want to think about it, if Cui Wei is really ruthless, why don't you stay on the mountain?"

When the fourth uncle heard this, he was speechless for a while, then sighed, and sat on the ground like a child, silent.

The sixth child of the cottage suddenly spoke: "Wang Wang, this child, is smart, but since Boss Cui left in our cottage, no one has been working hard to guide these children, I know that Wang Wang will read some books about the heroes of the green forest." ”

The third uncle also nodded: "Yes, Li An and Wang He have been with me for a while before, and after the two of them are gone, I went to see Li Mu and Wang Wang." At that time, they were only so old, and they were not yet Cui Wei's age. ”

As he spoke, he gestured to the height of a normal **-year-old child.

"I asked Li Mu at the time: 'Shanzhai is your home, what do you want to do in the future?'"

The third uncle smiled bitterly: "At that time, Li Mu said that his father was gone, so he just wanted to be with Wang Wang, and he would do whatever Wang Wang did." But do you know how Wang Wang answered?"

Several people don't know why this is at this juncture, and the third uncle is still talking about these things lightly.

However, Cui Wei still shook his head.

"He said he wanted to be a real water thief!"

Hearing this, several people looked at Cui Wei.

Cui Wei also said so at the beginning, but at that time the owner of Cui Zhai was still there, and they all remembered that the young Cui Wei was chased around by the owner of Cui Zhai with rattan, and finally Cui Wei knelt in Zhongyi Hall, and Cui Zhai's anger disappeared.

Cui Wei closed his eyes, and two voices suddenly reached the ears of several people at the same time.

"I see, why did he destroy this Qingfeng Village!"

Cui Wei opened his eyes in surprise and looked at the sixth uncle, who sighed and said: "Every teenager has a dream, some dreams are guarded by gods and Buddhas, and some are guarded by evil ghosts." If the dream guarded by the evil spirit is not destroyed, then he will become an evil ghost. ”

Cui Wei nodded approvingly.

"I've read his book, and it's about a group of robbers, how to rob homes and houses, and how to be loyal and righteous. Our cottage has always been peaceful before, but since that person came, all this has changed. So the boy would raise the knife in his hand and destroy the man who had changed all this. ”

The third uncle, the fourth uncle, and Cui Wei's eyelids jumped, and at the same time they thought of the immortal master who was in retreat on the mountain before.

Cui Wei's face was complicated, and after a long time, he whispered: "Immortal Master, he is a good person. ”

The sixth uncle shook his head, glanced at him, his eyes were empty, he looked at the top of the secret passage, and said leisurely: "That's for others." ”

Cui Wei didn't know how to refute, it was true, since the two immortal masters came, this cottage has changed.

At this time, there was another commotion ahead, which was even bigger than the commotion just now.

When Cui Wei heard the familiar voice, he could only shout again: "Li Mu, what's wrong again?"

The honest young man walked through the crowd and came to Cui Wei.

"Owner, it's not good, this way is gone. He had beads of sweat on his forehead, his face was a little red, and he was panting for breath.

Cui Wei ignored the eyes of several uncles and continued to ask, "How could it be gone?"

Li Mu was so anxious that his brows furrowed into the word "Chuan", but he couldn't say a word, just said: "If it's gone, it's gone, how do I know why it's gone?"

Cui Wei could only stand up hurriedly and squeeze forward.

Finally, Cui Wei knew how the road was gone.

At the end of this road, there is a hole, and the wind is constantly pouring into the hole, and looking down from the mouth of the cave, it is white.

Although the moon was bright at this time, there was already fog on the river, and there was a white expanse below, like a sea of clouds, and a few birds flew by, also below them.

There is also a tablet at the entrance of the cave, on which only one sentence is written: "Do your best to do your best, life and death should depend on the sky." ”

When Cui Wei saw this, his heart was cold, and he sat down on the ground.

At this time, the three deputy village owners also crowded to the front, looking at the silent people and the few water thieves who came in, and then looking at the stele, they all slowly closed their eyes.

If it is in the mountains, even if there is no food, there is still water, no matter how poor there is grass and trees, but in this place, there is only darkness and cold earth.

In the end, the fourth uncle opened his eyes and asked unwillingly, "Immortal Master...... Will you come to our rescue?"

Cui Wei swallowed his saliva, he was only a dancing elephant, and he couldn't see through life and death when he was still old, let alone him.

He shook his head and said with a hint of uncertainty, "If they hadn't died, they would have come." ”

The fourth uncle was silent, he was not sure that under the movement just now, even if it was an immortal master, he would be able to survive unharmed.

......

What they didn't notice was that when the hope in their hearts disappeared, several Changhong came out of Jingmen Prefecture and went straight to the top of the mountain.

Several white clothes landed steadily on the ground, and the four or five people pinched a sword trick, and the long swords flew up from under their feet in unison, and accurately landed into the scabbard on their backs.

On the cuffs of the white clothes and on the corners of the clothes, there is a lotus flower embroidered with dust and mud.

"Senior brother, there is no smell here, only a strong smell of gunpowder, it seems that it is not the work of people in my generation. ”

The man called "Senior Brother" nodded, waved his hand at his junior disciples, and said, "It's better to check if there is any alive, if you can save one of them." Looking at the ruins of the mountain in front of him, there was only so much he could do.

This senior brother's name is Lin Yong, the most proud disciple of the Qinglian Sword Sect in this generation.

The most outstanding genius of the Qinglian Sword Sect is naturally the young sect master Ning Zhiyuan, but Ning Zhiyuan has already reached the age of establishment, so naturally he cannot be regarded as a generation.

In fact, sometimes Lin Yong also has some regrets, regretting that he is not with the young sect master, otherwise he can really be superior.

That's right, he Lin Yong is an extremely confident person.

Although he is not as fast as Wang Zihan, a Shushan genius who is known as a rare person in a hundred years, he is the fastest disciple of the six major sects in this Huixi Realm, and what is even more commendable is that he entered the Huixi Realm with the posture of entering the stream, and in just one year, he moved from the lower Huixi to the upper Huixi.

He believed that among his peers, except for the few guys of unknown age in the Immortal Concept, the rest of them could not make more than ten moves under his hands. Including the two female disciples who have become famous in Shushan this year, Wang Zihan and Tie Caiyi.

Lin Yong does have this capital, aside from cultivation, he is also extremely handsome, wearing a white robe and floating in the wind, plus he himself is proficient in poetry, I don't know how many young ladies there are.

At the beginning, I don't know how many powerful families have stepped through the threshold of the outer sect of the Qinglian Sword Sect, some of them came to propose marriage, and some of them came to take a look at Lin Yong, who is known as the "Gentleman Sword Immortal".

Lin Yong looked around for a while, and saw a long rainbow coming towards the mountain from a distance. He thought for a moment and pinched a sword trick, and the long sword suddenly came out of its sheath, leaving bursts of light and shadow in the air.

If you look at it from a distance, you can see a green lotus flower appear in the night sky.

The Changhong paused, then turned his head directly and fell into Jingmen Prefecture.

This is the rule of the rivers and lakes, there is turmoil here, whoever comes first has the right to investigate first, and there is no vision of this, let alone a treasure hunt.

The person just now should be a cultivator sent to Jingmen Prefecture by Chang'an, Lin Yong left the green lotus in the air, and also told the Taoist friend: "The Blue Lotus Sect here can handle it, so don't bother the Taoist friend." ”

The man saw Qinglian and knew that someone was responsible for this matter, and he didn't bother to cause any more trouble, so he turned his head and fell directly into Jingmen Prefecture.

Soon, like Lin Yong, four or five juniors and disciples dressed in white came back.

They all shook their heads, and more than a hundred corpses were found, but no living ones were found.

Lin Yong nodded.

"Let's go back to the sect, since it wasn't done by a cultivator, and there is no living mouth, let's just say hello to Lord Taishou when we go back and let him deal with it." ”

The crowd was about to make a move with Edgeworth when they suddenly stopped.

They immediately turned their heads and looked at a ruin.

Among the many ruins, this place was not prominent originally, and the entire hill sank a little, let alone this ruin.

But now, there is the sound of flowing water under this place, and the sound of flowing water seems to be ringing in the ears of this pedestrian, if it is at the foot of the mountain, the sound of flowing water is normal, after all, there is a river, and I don't know how many large and small tributaries there are. But now, it's in the mountains.

The sound of running water slowly became louder, as if it had changed from a stream to a small river.

Several junior disciples of the Qinglian Sword Sect looked at their senior brother Lin Yong with surprise in their eyes.

Lin Yong took a deep breath, and with a "sonorous" sound, the long sword was unsheathed and held in his hand.

He approached the ruins step by step, facing the unknown, even if he claimed to be the first person of the six sects, he couldn't help but be a little flustered, thumping, and the sound of heartbeat kept ringing in his ears.

Suddenly, the sound of the water became louder and louder, and he was sure that there could never be an underground river on such a high mountain.

The sound of running water grew louder, and a blast of thunder was heard in the sky, and a bolt of lightning struck the ruins, bringing with it a vision.

Suddenly a large river appeared above the ruins, and the water of this river kept rushing and churning, as if it was a heavenly river falling from the sky, and the source was unknown, and the destination was unknown. What's even more weird is that it's a red river, like blood, and it keeps churning, leaving only a churning boom in the end.

Everyone looked at this vision, and unconsciously took a step back and looked at Lin Yong.

Lin Yong is the senior brother, and he is the backbone at this time.

"Senior brother, do you want to tell the sect first?"

They had already investigated dozens of times before, and they had already determined that there was no living mouth in this place, let alone the aura of a cultivator, let alone any strange treasures.

But in front of them, they could be sure that only the cultivation world would appear, and ordinary people would not be able to make such a noise.

Lin Yong shook his head, did not answer his junior brother's question, a touch of surprise and jealousy suddenly appeared in his eyes, and he muttered: "Could it be that this is a vision of entering the confluence stream in the form of a heavenly river?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned.

The trick into Huixi is divided into four situations, one is that the dead beggar Bai Lai can just enter the Huixi realm, there is nothing to say about this, if there is no adventure in this life, it can only stop here.

For the geniuses of the major sects, this situation was naturally ruled out, and there were only three situations left.

Enter the Huixi with the posture of peeping into the canal, enter the Huixi with the posture of entering the stream, and enter the Huixi with the posture of the Tianhe.

The relationship between the three is not only manifested in combat effectiveness, but also in future achievements.

Those who enter the Huixi in the form of a peep into the canal can generally be intimidated; those who enter the Huixi in the posture of entering the river can at least become the mainstay of the great sects; and those who enter the Huixi in the posture of the Tianhe River are legendary figures.

In the past 100 years, only one of these legendary figures has done the same, using the heavenly river into the confluence stream.

He is the lame Li Yishan, the current Taishang elder of Shushan.

Lin Yong prides himself on being a genius, but in front of the monks of Tianhe, he looks like a firefly and a bright moon, and he can't speak the same language.

He bit his lip and approached the ruins.

Suddenly, a fierce aura seemed to be about to tear out the earth, straight into the sky, and he hurriedly shouted: "Draw your sword, there is a bad breath!"

As soon as the words fell, the ruins that looked like dirt and mountains suddenly exploded, and a figure with bare arms, a man and a cat on his shoulder, and a black sword in the other hand rushed out of the earth.

The clothes had long been torn, and the whole body was covered with layers of scale-like light curtains.

As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned.

The trick into Huixi is divided into four situations, one is that the dead beggar Bai Lai can just enter the Huixi realm, there is nothing to say about this, if there is no adventure in this life, it can only stop here.

For the geniuses of the major sects, this situation was naturally ruled out, and there were only three situations left.

Enter the Huixi with the posture of peeping into the canal, enter the Huixi with the posture of entering the stream, and enter the Huixi with the posture of the Tianhe.

The relationship between the three is not only manifested in combat effectiveness, but also in future achievements.

Those who enter the Huixi in the form of a peep into the canal can generally be intimidated; those who enter the Huixi in the posture of entering the river can at least become the mainstay of the great sects; and those who enter the Huixi in the posture of the Tianhe River are legendary figures.

In the past 100 years, only one of these legendary figures has done the same, using the heavenly river into the confluence stream.

He is the lame Li Yishan, the current Taishang elder of Shushan.

Lin Yong prides himself on being a genius, but in front of the monks of Tianhe, he looks like a firefly and a bright moon, and he can't speak the same language.

He bit his lip and approached the ruins.

Suddenly, a fierce aura seemed to be about to tear out the earth, straight into the sky, and he hurriedly shouted: "Draw your sword, there is a bad breath!"

As soon as the words fell, the ruins that looked like dirt and mountains suddenly exploded, and a figure with bare arms, a man and a cat on his shoulder, and a black sword in the other hand rushed out of the earth.

The clothes had long been torn, and the whole body was covered with layers of scale-like light curtains.