No Return to the Mountain, No Return to the People Chapter 12 There is the rest of my life under the ancient well

Chang Yi asked, the peak martial artist of the Nine Realms, the existence of the entire Xuanhuang world, which can be counted with ten fingers, is one of the proud disciples of Gu Wannian, the head of the Tieliuyi Martial Arts Sect. The Taiyi Sect apologetic Iron Cavalry five major legions, with his Xijing corps being the largest and the most powerful, there were as many as 1,000 elites from each military station selected for this massacre of Li Zhuang alone.

In the past ten years, Chang Yiwen has won Wang Jing's appreciation, and the latter has been awarded the method of Taoism introduction, and now he has also entered the realm of Jindan. The peak martial arts, supplemented by good qi cultivation, can be described as promising.

Xun Zhen, the formation talisman master, is the Five Realms Perfection Monk of Hongmeng Shanfu Xingguan. In the ordinary lower sect mountains all over the Taiyi Sect, the monks who have attained the perfection of the five realms are either the sect masters or the elders, and there are very few figures, but in the mid-mountain Taoist temple of Hongmeng Mountain, there are no less than twenty monks who have attained the perfection of the five realms. Mountaintop immortals like Wang Jing are like ancestors.

Therefore, the power of Hongmeng Mountain is strong, and it is the best in the world.

Wang Jing turned his head to look at the armored knights who were still busy in the ruins, very satisfied, and said to the two subordinates: "Your Guardian Army has been well-trained in recent years, and its combat power is unprecedentedly strong, but you don't know that there are scouts in the army, but there are some top-notch talents?"

Chang Yiwen said with a smug face: "What do the immortals have to say, just say, but if there is anything in this Xuanhuang world, we are three feet, and we will definitely be able to find it." ”

Wang Jing nodded slightly and said, "Let some scouts above the four realms familiarize themselves with the sword qi emitted by that dragon tendon, what we are looking for is the sword strip and the owner of the sword strip." ”

"If you find it, what should you do?" Chang Yi asked, "I'm afraid that when I find it, I may not be able to report it to the immortals in time." ”

Wang Jing glanced at the village in the embers of gunsmoke, and said slowly: "Let's deal with it as here, and after the matter is completed, bring me the sword strip." ”

"Five hundred years ago, there were several hunts, and the last remaining members of the Sword Demon Clan, only a dozen people, fled south. It is estimated that they will eventually be able to divide into two or three ways and find a place to live in seclusion. This Lijiazhuang should be one of the roads. For the rest, I guess continue south. However, in the south, there are as many as five states in the secluded plains within a radius of thousands of miles. Coupled with the southern wilderness and the mountains, the vast world, find a sword strip, and look for a needle in a haystack!"

Chang Yiwen said proudly: "Shangxian just rest assured, since it is the holy order of the sect, I can't find the sad sword bar for a day, I often ask, and I won't go back to Xijing for a day." ”

Xun Zhen, the formation master on the side, didn't dare to speak, but secretly complained. Xuanhuang Tianxia monks, but once they enter the Four Realms Jindan, they need to serve in the border army of the Northern Wilderness City, or the apologetic cavalry for 5 years.

In the past five years, Xun Zhen's breakthrough is like breaking bamboo, not only Jindan has successfully broken the realm, but also broken the four stops of the Ying Tian Realm, to the completion of the five realms, after Jindan, such a breakthrough speed, even in the Hongmeng Mountain, which is full of talents, is rare.

After he planned to go on this expedition, after the five-year period expired, he would return to the mountain gate and concentrate on cultivation, in order to enter the bottleneck of Yingtian as soon as possible.

The people who can go to the temple on the top of the mountain in Hongmeng Mountain are all the personal disciples of the Heavenly Master He Lansheng, who are known as the closest people to Emperor Taitian, and who are the sect masters all over the Xuanhuang world, all of whom must be respected as immortals.

Now I often ask a question, as the formation master of the Xijing Legion, how can I leave the military without permission during wartime. Thinking about this, Xun Zhen's face was full of sorrow.

Wang Jing is a person who has come over, and he is often anxious to make meritorious contributions, and Xun Zhen is eager to retire from the army, but he can't see it. He looked at the two of them and said, "If this matter can be successful, after I return to the mountain gate, I will definitely recommend the two talents to my teacher; On the top of Hongmeng Mountain, it is not without precedent to include some highly meritorious people and immortal talents. ”

The two were overjoyed when they heard this, and hurriedly knelt down to thank them.

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The apologetic iron rode away, and a small group of elites escorted Panlongjin to the north, to the Northern Desert City. Although the main army and the formation division went south, they went to the vast southern secluded plains and five states.

The walker Wang Jing, who didn't like bloody slaughter, was gone. When you come, it is like spring and snow, and everyone admires you, and when you leave, you are bathed in a warm spring light.

Today happens to be Gu Yu, a season full of hope in the mountain township.

Those who revered the good man died.

The people of Lijiazhuang, 500 years ago, hid in this uninhabited mountain, changed their name and surname, settled down, and reclaimed the barren land, just to stay away from the people and kill, so that this barren mountain and wild ridge have a human landscape.

It is estimated that in less than 5 years, this once human landscape will be overgrown with wild grass, poisonous snakes and beasts.

In less than 50 years, no one will remember that hundreds of men, women and children died overnight.

- Except for the two teenagers, Li Xitong and Li Xilian are two brothers and sisters.

If fifty years later, the two of them are still alive.

The Guardian Iron Rider cleaned up this killing field, which can be said to be careless. Careful until there is no longer a single domestic cat or chicken alive.

The little brother and sister were alive because they were hiding in a certain place of death, that is, in the well of the patriarch's house.

The man who dug the well was the deceased father of the siblings. When the man was young, he was a very capable long-term worker in the patriarch's family. The patriarch's house is located higher in the village, so the well has to be dug very deep.

After digging a few feet, he could no longer dig down, because he was blocked by a large rock larger than the mouth of the well. At this time, the well still had not been dug out.

Later, the patriarch mobilized more than a dozen strong men in the village to get the big stone out. But the vacancy left by the boulder remained on the wall of the well forever. The huge depression in the wall of the well can hold two or three people.

The brother and sister inherited their father's business and became the child servants of the patriarch's family, so in the past two years, the matter of going down to the well to inspect and repair the well wall fell to Li Xitong, who was agile.

Others have long forgotten that there is such a big depression in the wall of the well, but Li Xitong is very familiar with it.

How to climb down the wall of the well and get to the hole, Li Xitong is also very skilled.

So at midnight, the child servant, who had been serving the Taoist chief carefully for the past two days, felt that the Taoist was no longer in the house, and he had already woken up. for fear that he would not serve well and be beaten by the head of the family.

Then the two teenagers were terrified and witnessed the iron horses that flooded the village and alleys like a black torrent. It was too late for them to warn the others, for the grim and mighty cavalry was everywhere. The brother and sister could only quietly hide in the well and silence themselves.

The various movements and screams that came from the bursts ended their not good childhood overnight.

It wasn't until the scorching sun of the next day, when the smell of blood had disappeared and the danger was far away, that the brother and sister climbed out of the well. In the village where chickens and dogs are jumping, children are noisy, and adults are busy, there is only deathly silence and ashes in the village.

The boy was twelve or thirteen years old, and he experienced a human tragedy that he should not have experienced at this age. Vomiting and shivering all the way, supporting each other, through the village, towards the vast mountains beyond the terraces.

They had no home in the first place, and now they don't even have a master. In front of them, there is a vast world of freedom that I don't know if they can survive.