After the two of them got out of the ruined temple, they raised their feet and walked to the north.

The young man walked on this path, looked up at the surrounding mountains and forests, and everywhere he saw in his eyes, he was full of spring, and his heart couldn't help but feel a little comfortable.

At this time, it was early in the morning, so there was also a little fog accompanied, and at this time, some woodcutters went out to the mountains to chop wood in their robes.

The two of them also saw a few woodcutters on the road, but they were probably rushing up the mountain, and they saw a young man in a green shirt with a sword on his back and a young man in a Confucian shirt, and they just glanced at it and rushed to the mountain.

Presumably, I have seen a lot of these students and those Jianghu guests who are on the road, so I have already seen it in my heart.

On the road, the boy is still walking while practicing boxing and walking piles, once the plan lies in the morning, no matter when and where, it seems that the morning is the time when the aura of heaven and earth is the richest, and at this time the pile is undoubtedly much easier, and the breath in the body can also be controlled at will.

Compared with Yao Zhenyi's complacency, Jia Yibing was a little bored, looked at the young man's walking pile and punched his fist, and then glanced at the mountains and forests next to him, and suddenly felt bored and drooped his head, not even seeing a ghost.

This young man with a sword on his back now misses the handsome scholar a little, no one fights with him, it is really a little less fun, if Qin Xiao is here, even if he says some words of "pointing at Sang and scolding Huai", he is also happy, and he can turn around and scold back.

As he walked, Yao Zhenyi suddenly turned his head and whispered to the sword-backed young man walking side by side, "Brother Jia, do you say that there are really immortals in this world?"

Between the words, he threw another punch and then withdrew into his sleeve, still walking forward with his feet.

Hearing this, Jia Yibing first stretched out his hand to rub his chin, and then pondered for a while before slowly speaking, "Yes." ”

"Have you seen that then?" the boy did not turn his head again this time, but looked ahead and asked again.

The young man with the sword on his back shook his head, and kicked away a stone with his right foot at will, and the stone flew up and rolled to the ground, "That's not true." ”

Then he said again, "I have only seen it in some tattered books that are old, and it is said that there was an ancient ascension platform in the center of heaven and earth, and the immortals were in charge of the passage for the monks in the human world to ascend to the immortal realm, and the human world would have the opportunity to see the style of the immortals. And since the Ascension Platform was shut down, no one has seen the so-called "immortals" again. Over the years, the word "Immortal" is only in the books of the world, in the hearts of the world. Other than that, I don't know anything. ”

"Oh, I see......" Yao Zhenyi nodded and stopped asking.

"Drive!"

Just as the two of them walked forward, there seemed to be a rapid sound of horses' hooves in front of them, followed by the figure of the three horsemen coming quickly in this direction.

"Phew!"

The sound of hooves approached, and a burly man who came first grabbed the reins, and after stopping the horse, he saw Yao Zhenyi and the two not far ahead.

The two horsemen behind him were also followed by a handsome man in a rich costume and a delicate woman in a yellow shirt.

The big man turned over and dismounted, and after walking in front of the young man and Jia Yibing, he smiled at the two and asked, "Dare to ask the two little brothers, is there a broken temple in the mountains ahead?"

Yao Zhenyi also bowed his hand, and then replied with a smile, "What this eldest brother said is very true, there is indeed a ruined temple in front of him. ”

"Senior brother, why do you need to ask them for directions!

Just when the man was about to ask again, the woman in the yellow shirt behind her, who had never dismounted, frowned slightly, and said dissatisfiedly, while the handsome boy next to her smiled and did not make a sound.

The woman had been looking at the two of them for a long time, and the young man was dressed in a Confucian shirt except for his dark face, and he looked like a student who had no power to restrain the chicken.

And the young man with the sword next to him has a bit of the appearance of a person in the rivers and lakes, but his eyes are always looking at him, and he knows that he is not a good person at a glance.

These two people must be the stunned young ones who have just emerged.

Jia Yibing didn't know that he and the young man had been regarded as stunned by the woman in the yellow shirt, and if he knew, he would laugh at it, anyway, he didn't have anything to do, and he had the thickest skin.

In the heart of this young man with a sword, the most important thing for a person to live in this world is this face. The same skin, but a hundred kinds of life. Laugh on the outside, cry on the inside; He who laughs inside, but cries outside. This cheek is the most unreliable thing in the world, what use is it.

I saw that he "slashed" the eyes of the yellow-shirted woman on horseback again, causing the other party's eyes to be unkind, and after frowning even more between his eyebrows, he held his head with both hands and looked sideways at the big man, and said with a smile, "We rested in that temple last night, but I advise you, those things are not something you can surrender." ”

Hearing this, Dahan was shocked, and looked at this young man with a nonchalance on his back, and his eyes were suddenly a little surprised, how did he know what his group was looking for.

I heard that there is a broken temple here, and there is a yin thing that harms people's lives in the temple, so I took my younger brothers and sisters to eliminate the harm for the people.

"Hmph, how do you know we can't subdue that monster?! Seeing that you are not a good person, you dare to say that you rested in that temple last night, what a shame!"

Dahan was just about to ask again, but the woman in yellow shirt behind him was already dissatisfied, and when she heard Jia Yibing's words again, she immediately snorted coldly and scolded.

After speaking, the woman asked in a coquettish voice to the handsome boy who had never spoken on the side, "Senior Brother Yan, are you right?"

The handsome boy who was called "Senior Brother Yan" by the woman nodded with a smile, and then said, "What Senior Sister said is very true. ”

He didn't even have the interest to talk to the two people below, in his eyes, they were just two boys who didn't know the height of the sky, in fact, he was also a little dissatisfied with the actions of his senior brother.

"Senior brother and sister, don't be so arrogant!"

At this moment, Dahan shouted softly at the two of them, even if the two people in front of him were just unrelated passers-by, they should not have such an attitude.

Then he apologized to Yao Zhenyi and the two, "Don't be angry with the two little brothers, I'm here to accompany the two of them." ”

Hearing this, Yao Zhenyi shook his head with a smile and said softly, "It's okay." ”

Jia Yibing still looked like he was holding his head in his hands, and nodded to indicate that he understood.

Seeing this scene, the big man also knew that it was useless to stay here after the incident, so he said goodbye to the two again, then turned over and got on the horse, and led the woman in the yellow shirt and the handsome boy to ride forward, which was the direction of the broken temple when the young man and Jia Yibing came.

"Brother Jia......"

Not long after the three of them left, Yao Zhenyi shouted softly to the young man with the sword on his back.

Just now he already knew what the three people were looking for, I was afraid that it was the two lonely souls and wild ghosts he saw.

Seeing the worry in the young man's eyes, Jia Yibing waved his hand, and then asked with a smile, "Are you afraid that something will happen to the three of you?"

"Yes. Yao Zhenyi nodded.

The corners of the young man with the sword on his back raised the corners of his mouth, crossed his hands and pushed them up, and smiled gloatingly, "Don't worry, they won't lose their lives, at most they will suffer a little and remember a little longer." ”

——

meanwhile

At the edge of the ruined temple shrouded by a thick fog, the man wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and stared at the two void floating figures in front of him with fierce eyes.

He turned his head again and glanced at the handsome boy and the woman in the yellow shirt who had fainted by some kind of spell next to him, and suddenly regretted in his heart that he didn't listen to the words of the young man with the sword on his back, these two wisps of lonely souls and wild ghosts are really not something that he and others can deal with!

Just now the three thunder talismans and the fire talisman given by the priest one after another, who would have wanted to be swallowed by the little boy with a pale face. Even the younger brothers and sisters were all fainted to death in an instant by the old woman who didn't know what kind of demon magic she had cast.

At this time, the little boy at the gate of the temple bared his teeth and opened his mouth, stretched out his finger and pointed to his mouth, as if asking the man if he still had a talisman, which was not enough to stuff his teeth.

The old woman had a terrible smirk on her wrinkled face, and there was an ugly sound between her teeth, as if she was chewing something hard.

The man's face was extremely ugly, and now that he had reached such a point, he couldn't regret it anymore, he had to find a way out, but it seemed that the old woman had set up some kind of barrier similar to the formation here, and with his cultivation, he couldn't see the situation in the surrounding fog.

“！！”

Just when the man was desperate and ready to fight to the death with these two wild ghosts.

A sword light suddenly came in the fog, and this sword light directly cut through the surrounding dense fog, and where the sword qi passed, those white mist were stirred like a lake, and then quietly dispersed.

The man turned his head to look, and two figures slowly stepped out in the thin mist, it was the young man with the sword on his back and the young man in the Confucian shirt that he had just seen.

Jia Yibing smiled and put his sword into the sheath, raised his feet and walked forward, ignoring the injured man, but smiled at the old woman with a gloomy face, "Don't you retreat?" Although they offended first, you have also collected some money, which is enough, let's go, do more good deeds, maybe you can get a court canonization in the future, it is better than living in a fixed place like this." ”

Hearing this, the man turned his head to look at the temple gate again, and was suddenly a little dumbfounded.

The old woman, who had no fear at all towards herself and the others, actually bowed respectfully to the young man with the sword in the distance, and then pulled the little boy who was a little angry and turned away, and the two figures disappeared into the temple, as if they were extremely afraid of the young man with the sword on their backs.

And Yao Zhenyi looked at Jia Yibing's eyes, and he was also a little surprised, and more curious about how high Brother Jia's cultivation was.

He didn't believe that the old woman would back down so easily, the only possibility was that the cultivation of the young man with the sword in front of him was unfathomable.

"This ......"

The man swallowed his saliva, and the two wild ghosts who almost capsized in the gutter were persuaded to retreat by the young man with the sword on his back?

Jia Yibing is not interested in paying attention to what the man thinks, and he is not even interested in words, these people dare to wade without knowing the depth, and it is better to suffer a little hardship and have a long memory, than to lose their lives.

"Wait! Immortal Master! Fang Cai is clumsy! Thank you Immortal Master for saving your life!"

Just when Jia Yibing and the young man were about to turn around and leave, the man came back to his senses, and hurriedly bowed his head to the young man with the sword on his back and bowed respectfully.

Jia Yibing had already turned around, only to see him wave his hand back, and then stretched out his hand to point at Yao Zhenyi next to him, "If you want to thank him, thank him, it has nothing to do with me." ”

Originally, he didn't plan to turn around again, but he was helpless to persuade the young man, and the attitude of this man was quite acceptable, otherwise there are many people in this world who don't know whether to live or die, and if you really want to see one and save the other, you can't be tired of the dead?

This kind of thankless work may not be able to get a good word afterwards, and he Jia Yibing asked himself if he could do it.

The man is also an understanding person, and when he heard this, he turned to the young man who had never spoken and thanked him again, "Thank you, little brother!"

Yao Zhenyi smiled helplessly, returned a salute, and then smiled at the man, then turned around and caught up with the young man with the sword who had already walked forward.

The man looked at the disappearing backs of the two of them, and sighed lightly, "The master is right, real people don't show their faces, there are really many capable people in the world, and most of them are hidden." ”

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Yao Zhenyi and the two turned back again, and continued to go north, this time after crossing this boundary, it was close to the border of the Han Dynasty, that is, the route leading to the monstrous Yellow River, and went down to the north again, even if it was officially out of the border.

The young man with the sword on his back walked and walked, and suddenly caught a glimpse of the young man not taking the pile again this time, so he asked with a smile, "Yao Zhenyi, why don't you practice boxing?" I see that your punch is good, don't be lazy." ”

"Huh?"

Yao Zhenyi was thinking about Fang Cai's matter, and when he heard this, he turned his head to look at Jia Yibing with some doubts.

Seeing this scene, Jia Yibing smiled at the young man again and asked, "Yao Zhenyi, are you still thinking about Fang Cai?"

The young man nodded and said slowly, "En...... It stands to reason that the monsters that harm people deserve to die, and it seems that this is a matter of course. It's just that I always feel that something is wrong, but I can't say what is wrong. ”

The young man with the sword on his back looked at Yao Zhenyi in surprise, and praised him with a sigh, "Yao Zhenyi, you are too much better than those gentlemen and sages in the academy, with these words, you can be worthy of being my friend of Lao Jia!"

After speaking, he didn't wait for the young man to speak, and said with a smile, "Don't worry, how about listening to me tell you a little story first?"

Although Yao Zhenyi was a little puzzled by Brother Jia's words, when he heard him tell a story, his curiosity came up and he nodded vigorously, "En, Brother Jia, you say!"

When Jia Yibing saw the appearance of the young man, he suddenly became energetic, and it was rare to say something to relieve his boredom, so he pulled Yao Zhenyi to a tree.

After the two of them sat under the tree, the young man with the sword on his back shook his body, leaned against the trunk of the tree, and then asked with a smile, "Yao Zhenyi, do you know that in the past in the territory of the Combing Dynasty, there was a major event that was regarded by Confucian protégés as a "Question Bureau" and "Caring for the Heart". ”

"I don't know. ”

Hearing this, the young man shook his head truthfully, since he was a child in Baiju Town, he had never been far away, so he naturally didn't know what Brother Jia was talking about.

Jia Yibing seemed to remember that story, and sighed rarely, "Everyone in the world says that these mountain spirits are all harmful monsters, but who knows, not all of them are like this." ”

After speaking, he leaned against the tree and rubbed it a few times, plucked a weed and put it in his mouth, found a comfortable position, raised Erlang's legs and shook it twice, and then smiled and said slowly, "In the past, there was a broken temple somewhere in the territory of the Comhai Dynasty, and every rainy season or when it was late, if the scholar passed here, the broken temple would open for him to stay overnight......"