Although the survival of Yuepan City is not as profound as the foundation of the dynasty, it can be regarded as full of confidence.

In previous years, there were many auctions, and there were not many people who came and went from the south to the north, but there were only a few people who dared to smash the field like this and succeeded.

Speaking of the recent past, the sword immortal Zuo Sizai, who was in the limelight ten years ago, just made a mistake here and took a piece of Luo Yingshi to please the beauties, and then he didn't look for it, and finally folded the sword, and the original good future was ruined overnight, and he has disappeared since then.

The biggest uproar was the guy who was called the Emperor of the Sword by the world, the emperor and the emperor, these two words are taboo, this person can sit on the name of the Emperor of the Sword, and his ability can be seen, and he even ranked in the top nine on the martial arts list assessed by the rivers and lakes.

According to legend, this person is used to having two knives, one embroidered knife named Qingyan, and the other is a broad knife named Changlong.

This top master of the rivers and lakes was not unreasonable at that time, but fell into the 'Long Dragon' with the fourth in the martial arts list at that time, and later appeared in Yuepan City. Although this is a master, he is a poor ghost, and he drinks rough wine mixed with water, so how can he buy his knife back, but he can only rob it.

Later, he walked away, but he has not been heard from since. People in the rivers and lakes guessed that they had died young, after all, it was how the Taoist ancestral court Wudang Mountain was prosperous back then, wasn't it still trampled by iron hooves twice, and since then it has been fiercely pressed by Longhu Mountain for decades, and it has not been breathed until now, let alone a person.

The so-called gentleman's revenge, ten years is not too late, these merchants in Yuepan City are just looking at bullying, and the water is very deep.

Therefore, even if it is the eldest young master and son, when he arrives here, he must be instructed by the elders in the family to be more restrained, and not to make a big basket, it will be difficult to end in the future.

Even the unreasonable people who licked blood on the edge of the sword qi on the sword qi Great Wall will also be restrained here.

Of course, this is not a matter for His Royal Highness the Prince of Yuan'an Wangfu, who stood on the head of the statue of Emperor Zhenwu at the age of six and peed on the head of the statue of Emperor Zhenwu at the age of nine, teased the queen mother in front of Emperor Tianyuan at the banquet, and kissed him.

Although Luo Jing didn't want to see him, but his father was the great hero and younger brother of the old man who helped Emperor Futian Yuan to ascend the throne and expand countless land, and he was also a relative of the emperor.

The scenery on this road is infinite, and Yao Jingcheng is for now.

Now the situation, Yao Lingyan can see it very clearly, with Lishu's million-strong iron riders, it is impossible for Luo Jing not to be wary of Qinglian Mountain and even turn his face at any time, but he can be afraid of both loyalty and righteousness and repeatedly retreat, but it is impossible for Yao Jingcheng not to leave a way back for the Yuan'an Palace, and he does not want a similar tragedy to recur more than ten years ago.

There is a struggle for power, but no one will show mercy.

Yao Jingcheng squinted his eyes slightly when he saw that the old knife had only broken the enchantment in an instant, and laughed instantly, "It should be rewarded!"

The old knife turned around and grinned, and the little popularity he had was instantly gone, and it was still the sloppy old servant, "Then I want a pot of plum wine." ”

Yao Jingcheng pointed at the old man and laughed, "Ten pots and a hundred pots are fine." ”

The old knife fart ran back and said shyly, "One pot is enough!"

"This is not a good person!" Yao Jingcheng got up, patted the old knife on the shoulder, and saw the old servant grinning and smirking with his missing front teeth, and suddenly felt that he was still the old servant who had been embarrassed with him for three years, and laughed, "Everyone, go and see!"

Several people who were on the same road with him had already gotten up, and Ning Junxi gave Li Chan a look, but Li Chan threw a wink at him, and he was speechless.

As soon as he didn't pay attention, he put a slender jade hand on his shoulder, and turned his head to see a very familiar face, it was Yao Junzhi.

Ning Junxi was startled, took a step back, and felt that his entire shoulder was as awkward as if it was not his own, "Your Royal Highness the County Lord, what do you command?"

Yao Junzhi raised his eyebrows, "Go in and walk with me, and the matter of Qingping City will be written off." ”

Ning Jun glanced at Li Chan out of the corner of his eyes, but saw Li Chan's eyes fluttering, deliberately avoiding his sight, and couldn't help frowning, "Your Highness ordered, Xiaomin naturally dare not disobey." ”

Li Chan covered his forehead and was speechless.

Yao Junzhi turned around to hide the emotions in his eyes, chased after Yao Jingcheng, caught up and scolded, "What are you doing running so fast, thinking you are a rabbit?"

Yao Jingcheng, who was affected by the pond fish, lowered his eyebrows and was pleasing to his eyes, without any previous arrogance, "The old sister is right. ”

Yao Junzhi snorted, took a few steps forward, raised his breath slightly, and his entire body instantly swept away, and when he approached the landscape, layers of ripples rippled in the void, and the whole person disappeared in an instant.

Ning Junxi was slightly stunned, a little stunned.

This thing turned out to be a painting, like a painting of the void.

There is such a painting in this world!

When Sisi passed by Ning Junxi, she pushed him, "What do you want?"

"Nothing. Ning Junxi came back to his senses, and saw that only he and Sisi were left, and subconsciously glanced at the painting, "Let's go, don't let them wait." ”

Sisi sighed and ran forward, "Then you hurry up." ”

"Good. Ning Jun replied, looked up at the scroll again, lifted his breath slightly, and entered the painting after the silk.

Outside the painting, the crowd stared at the painting, their eyes gradually reddening, and the atmosphere became very subtle for a while.

Several people couldn't bear it anymore, and their figures rushed towards the painting.

The atmosphere was broken all at once.

Most of the people rushed to the painting, and halfway through, they were afraid that the people around them would overtake them, so they stumbled each other, and finally they became a ball.

The scene was extremely chaotic for a while.

The first few people were one step faster, and the fighting crowd smoothly staggered, and when they arrived in front of the painting, they were about to enter, when a golden light suddenly swept in front of a few people, and then, in front of several people, there was an old monk in a red robe, and gave a Buddhist salute, "The number is full, please return a few people." ”

Several people glanced at each other, and one sneered, "Look what you can do!"

As he spoke, he slapped it violently.

The old monk didn't dodge, and he didn't make any moves.

That palm fell on the old monk's chest without hindrance, but the man felt a force coming, and the whole person flew out upside down.

Seeing the situation, several people pinched the trick.

Suddenly it was full of colors.

"Stand down!" the old monk shouted.

A sound wave suddenly shook people's eardrums, and those people immediately flew out upside down, and got up again, only to see that the old monk disappeared with the painting.

......

Outside the city, an old monk in a robe held a scroll in his hand, walked slowly, and finally stopped in front of an old tree.

He sat cross-legged, holding the scroll in front of him, his voice revealing the vicissitudes of life, "If you ask for it but can't get it, everything in the world is already doomed." Amitabha. ”

The old monk maintained the posture of holding the scroll and slowly closed his eyes.

......

Wild grass, green trees, birds chirping, mountains are towering and continuous, climbing high and looking far away without knowing the end, towering and vast.

On the surface, everything is the same as reality.

Ning Jun regretted falling on the top of a mountain, because he hadn't seen anyone else looking for him for a long time, so he simply didn't care about them and planned to look around.

He observed the space marks here for a long time, but still failed to find the obvious difference between the space marks here and the real space marks, and couldn't help but sigh that the skills of this painter were delicate and ingenious, and he didn't know where it was sacred.

The top of the mountain is wide and high, the birds are singing, the trees are lush, it seems that this place is a good climate like spring all year round, but it is a little cold on the top of the mountain.

Ning Junxi shuddered, then took out a warm thing from the mustard seed ring, and took out some pastries by the way, as a boring pastime along the way.

Anyway, he had nothing to do, and he was not interested in the so-called general order, so he released the little monster and let it peck at insects to eat, even if it was free-range.

The little gourd didn't eat these things, just stood on Ning Junxi's shoulders and shook his feet, did he make a strange syllable, this little guy seems to be learning language recently, but it seems to be learning the bird language of the little monster, which makes Ning Junxi very helpless.

Although the little monster is a bird, it doesn't like to eat insects at all, and it takes a distance to symbolically peck a worm into the stomach, and it walks quite slowly, and finally Ning Jun simply sits on the ground, and waits for the little guy to walk out of a distance, and then finds it himself, and it doesn't delay at all.

During this period, Ning Junxi found a small yellow bird with a tuft of yellow feathers on its head, which is called the yellow warbler in the outside world, which is a kind of intelligent bird that can learn to speak, and likes to lie day and night.

Ning Junxi noticed this bird because it learned to speak strange rhythms, such as the sound of thunder flashing, the galloping sound of war horses, and the noisy voices of people shouting and running.

Ning Junxi thought it was a human voice when he heard it at first, but later found this kind of bird pretending to be a ghost, a little disappointed and a little strange.

When dusk was approaching, he simply stopped walking, lit a bonfire early, and leaned against an old tree to close his eyes and recuperate.

When I was about to fall asleep, I suddenly heard a huge thunderclap.

He woke up suddenly, completely sleepless, and saw that the dim sky had accumulated thick dark clouds at some point, and blue-purple thunder loomed, constantly exploding in the sky.

He was stunned, and saw that the scenery of the four fields was no longer vigorous and lush in the daytime, and the war was raging in the sky, and the smoke of gunpowder was everywhere, and his eyes were full of devastation.

He raised his hand and saw that his palms were stained with a lot of black ashes, but at some point, the grass had turned into endless ashes.

Just when Ning Jun was puzzled, the sound of a horn suddenly came from afar, and it was empty.

Ning Junxi was full of doubts in his heart, so he simply was in the painting, without any scruples, so he ran along the sound of the horn.

After running for only a few moments, he jerked to a halt in front of a cliff.

There was a confrontation between the two armies under the cliff.

At this time, it was the end of the catch-and-fight in front of the battle.

As the horn sounded again, the black crowd was like ants, the horse's hooves were rushing, the shouting of killing shook the sky, the two teams of men and horses were like a flood, several breaths blended, screaming, shouting killing, horses neighing, gold and iron striking, and the hustle and bustle.

The killing was staged in front of Ning Junxi in such a shocking situation, and in just a few dozen breaths, Siye was already filled with gunsmoke.