After crossing the medicine mountain from the mountainside to the east, after walking for more than ten miles, it is the Liyukou Mountain Road with a relatively gentle slope and a Tibetan wind in the mountain.

The so-called mountain road does not have an obvious path, it is a narrow and gentle mountain pass. Although the terrain is windy, it is not a place of water, so from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, there are no trees, only fine broken grass. As long as the traverser is strong enough to withstand the cold wind at the carp's mouth, then it is not a problem to go up and down the gentle slope here.

On the east side of the col, a high cliff cuts longitudinally, from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, completely cutting off the east and west sides of the mountain.

Looking up from the bottom of the col to the edge of the high cliff, in the steep sloping line, there was a withered figure, with the sun on his back, sitting still, and only his ragged clothes fluttered in the wind. The old man sitting on the edge of the cliff, his face mottled like pine bark, and a pair of cloudy old eyes, looked at the skeleton in his hand as big as a baby's head.

The skull, with its smooth surface and protruding jaws, was not human-like, apparently from the ape species.

The old man slowly turned the skull in his hand and looked at it carefully with a pair of faint old eyes, his eyes were dark, and he couldn't see any expression. Suddenly, a fierce mountain wind blew, and the old man's steady and powerful hand trembled for some reason, and the skull in his hand fell to the ground, and the bones rolled down the hillside. The old man's expression changed greatly, as if he had lost a treasure that was related to his life, and his body swept forward like the wind, hunched over, trying to pick up the skull.

It's a pity that the old man was half a beat slower after all, and the skull just rolled along the slope a few times, and then fell off the cliff on one side.

After a long time, there was a crisp pop from the bottom of the cliff.

The old man squinted his eyes and looked down, and the miserable white bone fragments were scattered under the cliff.

"Let's go, let's go, let's go, on Yaba Mountain, I'm the only one left who can't die. The old man muttered to himself, "Even if you are gone, I will not die, and I should die." Little ghost, let's Yaba Mountain, there will be no one left. ”

The old man was still expressionless, and his voice was desolate, "It's not right, it should be said that there are no monkeys." Little ghost, I'll go to our grandfather and son first, and find a few companions first. ”

"Yaba Mountain, there's a monkey's. Behind the old man, a timid voice said.

The old man took a wrong step, quickly turned around, and when he faced the three people behind him, there was already an ancient Teng staff with twisted branches in his hand. The old man's eyes were full of light and murderous, not like the dreaded old man before.

"Red-faced, do you still have the face to say that you are from Yaba Mountain?" the old man, with silver hair and white beard, opened against the wind, and said sharply, "You thief from Yaba Mountain, if it weren't for the dead ghost lady of your family, who used despicable means to steal the enlightenment opportunity that should have been a broken tail ghost; It's a pity that you're red-faced and don't have the life to see it. Today, I will send you to accompany my family with the broken tail. ”

The grievances between the two families mentioned in the old man's mouth, on the way here, the red-faced child mentioned it to Ren Pingsheng. So the old man's seemingly upside-down words could be understood by Ren Pingsheng.

Although the boss was in front of him, the red face still involuntarily shrank back, and he couldn't care about the face in front of Xiao Jihu. Obviously, he was extremely jealous of this old man with a fighting spirit.

"You are the old monkey king of Yaba Mountain?" Ren Pingsheng asked knowingly.

The old man's cold face, a pair of eyes, want to look at the red face that is hiding, and he can't get around the young man in green shirt in front of him. He looked this boy up and down, but he didn't answer, but asked: "Who are you? I have a thousand sticks, and I have clear grievances, and I do not kill innocent people. ”

The old monkey king of Yaba Mountain, after becoming a demon after enlightenment, once fought against the bounty hunters who hunted spirit birds and monsters. The old monkey king's battle, with that thousand

Nian Gou Chen rattan cane, out of a thousand sticks, Yaba Mountain a hundred zhang cliff, by the old monkey king out of the stick of the gang wind collapsed, and finally killed the abyss realm monk hunter. After this battle, the old monkey king used the name "a thousand sticks".

The female monkey who gave birth to a red-faced child back then was originally one of the concubines of the old monkey king. But after a thousand sticks became demons, there was no interest in those female monkeys who failed to achieve enlightenment. Therefore, which female monkey later became pregnant, I don't know which species of idle wild monkey it is.

Although the female monkey failed to become enlightened due to a lack of chance, she was very wise. On the night of the invasion of the stars, the female monkey took the young red face and secretly came to the place of the mountain root spirit in Yaba Mountain, so that the red face got a wisp of star energy that rushed to the world and descended on the world.

And when a thousand sticks led their beloved young son to arrive, the red-faced mother and son were gone.

Between the two monkey demons, it is a century-old grudge formed in this way.

More than ten years ago, the golden monkey king, who had already produced Jindan, led a group of demon slaves to attack Yaba Mountain, and killed all the apes who had no chance of enlightenment. Subsequently, the golden monkey demon, who prides himself on being a god, built a lot of construction on Yaba Mountain, built the Qingao Palace, accepted the beauty of the world, and the charm of the mountains and rivers was raised in the palace, and he was happy day and night.

After the defeat of a thousand sticks, he became the golden scepter guard of the Qingao Palace, but he couldn't save the life of his young son from the hands of the golden master.

Ren Pingsheng had no hostility towards this Yaba Mountain God of War more than ten years ago, and he didn't intend to hold grudges, so he said bluntly: "I, Ren Pingsheng, am only here today to kill a golden retriever beast." Other unrelated people, etc., hope to go their own way, and the well water does not interfere with the river water. ”

The skin on the old man's mottled face trembled visibly. For many years, he had not heard such a rhetoric about cutting off children and grandchildren.

The point is that the person who said it was just a hairy boy, and he said it so casually.

"I am the Golden Scepter Guard of Qingao Palace, and the Lord humiliates the ministers to death, which is the truth of your own people under the mountain. The old man said indifferently, "Your parents, haven't I told you about it?"

Ren Pingsheng's face became unhappy, staring at the old man's unwavering old eyes and said, "I haven't listened to any reason since I was a child. If I had to follow other people's principles everywhere, I wouldn't have lived to this age. ”

The old man's lips twitched, his expression was blank, and he didn't refute.

They are all people with stories, and they can understand the eyes of those who have stories.

Ren Pingsheng said lightly: "Do you plan to be loyal, or responsible?"

The old man was puzzled: "Is there a difference?"

Ren Pingsheng didn't bother to explain, so he directly changed his statement, "In other words, is the fish dead and the net broken, or is it within your ability?"

The old man groaned for a moment and said, "If you want me to sell my life with a thousand sticks, then there must be a master worthy of life." But since he can't beat others and becomes a slave, he only needs to make a slave's strength. ”

Ren Pingsheng said: "Very good." ”

Then, the old man who was standing on the edge of the cliff because he had snatched the skull earlier saw the shadow of an ancient clumsy iron sword slowly appear behind the young man who was facing the sunlight.

The sword shadow spread all over the sky, and the strong sword intent that burst out in an instant seemed to have directly isolated this place from heaven and earth, and the old man in it was so depressed that he couldn't breathe.

The two children behind him, one fat and one thin, although they were not affected by the sword intent, the power that seemed to be able to directly penetrate the sky and the earth still forced them to retreat step by step.

The old man's figure swept backwards and swept back, his feet did not touch the ground, and the cliff top ground under his feet was constantly cut and exploded by the sword qi and collapsed. In an instant, there was a loud earth-shattering sound on the cliff, and the narrow ground of more than ten zhang collapsed down, falling rocks rolled, and smoke and dust filled the sky.

When the sound stopped, the smoke and dust were not settled, and the old man's thin figure had already descended the slope in the distance, submerged into the sky

In the flying smoke and dust.

The smoke came out, and an old voice burst out: "Good sword, you can also eat my staff." ”

Before the words fell, under the heavy suppression of the sword shadow in the sky, a swift and strange figure was interspersed with it; a Teng staff was like a dragon piercing through the clouds, circling and flying, and finally saw the sun through the clouds, carrying a cold yin demon wind, slashing towards Ren Pingsheng.

Ren Pingsheng's body didn't move, and he didn't see how he made a move, and a thin white light flashed out of his hand. The white light castrated so violently that it directly broke through the rushing demon wind, like a star piercing the long sky, dragging out a long comet tail.

With a series of crackling sounds, the ancient Teng staff that came from the sky, and the white stone of the Mountain of No Return thrown by Ren Pingsheng with the method of splitting the air and riding the qi, collided dozens of times in a row, and finally both of them were exhausted.

The old man's figure fell to the ground, and his expression was shocked.

At this time, the sword Heavenly Fury that Ren Pingsheng handed out first, the sword intent had not yet been exhausted!

The young man in the green shirt only flipped his wrist with his sword, and the sword shadow in the sky disappeared into invisibility. Sending and receiving is like this, Rao falls in the eyes of the old god of war, and it is unseen.

The two sides made a move to each other, and there was no winner or loser.

Ren Pingsheng held a sword in one hand, the tip of the sword hanging to the ground, and in the other hand, he seemed to have nothing to do and threw a stone and caught it. Throw it up again, catch it again.

The white pebble that blocked the old man's staff returned to Ren Pingsheng's hands.

A thousand sticks looked lonely, but there was no sadness or sorrow, and they slowly landed on the ground with a cane.

"I can't beat you, and I can't stop you. The old man muttered, "Although I don't care about winning or losing for a long time, I still thank you." ”

Ren Pingsheng still threw the pebble, and said lightly: "Your combat power is not low, and you have a great chance of winning against the monks of the same realm up and down the mountain." But for a hundred years in the abyss, he has never been able to fly into the sky and produce a golden pill, so forget it?"

When it came to cultivation, the old man's face finally showed a trace of sadness, and he sighed softly: "Time, fate, or talent and chance, I don't want to give it." These avenues are mysterious, and they are not something that we can glimpse into by mountain demon cultivators. I have lost all my teeth, and when I think of my ancestors and ancestors, I don't even have the face to die. I can see that you are not a monk, and it is not interesting to tell you this. But since it's all crashed into today, you're a little friend, it's also a little interesting, it's a kind of fate, and it doesn't hurt to say a few more words. ”

Ren Pingsheng smiled playfully, and snorted twice in his nose, "Since you have decided to die, you might as well confide in a few more words, so that you can die with peace of mind, right?"

The old man's face was suddenly full of vigilance, and the murderous aura around him skyrocketed, and he said coldly: "I can't beat you doll with a thousand sticks, be convinced." But I want to fight to the death, because of the old and young of the tribe, and my own grievances. I don't care what you do, it's my own business to do what I do. Even if it is against the Qingao Palace, it is a duel between the two kings. There is no distinction between life and death, and in front of outsiders, I will be a servant for a day, and I will not do that unfaithful and unrighteous thing. ”

Ren Pingsheng nodded, "Okay." ”

But then he said: "You have to draw a line with me, be loyal to people, and abide by the ancient way, I don't care about these things." But if the people you want to kill include red-faced, then it should be clear. That sword just now, in fact, you owe me a life. Since the red face followed me, I wouldn't ignore it. ”

The red-faced boy with the sharp-beaked monkey cheeks behind him, holding his sleeves and constantly wiping his eyes, even if the white fat boy next to him looked at him with a strange look, the red face didn't feel ashamed.

This was a surprise to the small shell. With such an arrogant and domineering red face, why do you have to cry your nose? The old man can't beat the old monkey king.

These two children, one of whom had never heard of such a boss in his life, took it for granted that my lord should have been such a person.

Therefore, the two of them felt a world of difference between Ren Pingsheng's words.