In the middle of the night,

The young man pushed open the door and walked alone to the water pavilion called "Drinking Wind Pavilion", and looked at the moon shadow wall in front of him.

What surprised him even more was that what the beautiful woman said was indeed true, and when he stepped into the pavilion here, he already felt that the aura here was compelling, and it was indeed a rare and good place.

It's just that Yao Zhenyi didn't practice boxing here, nor did he practice that set of sword skills, but sat like this, looking at the rippling blue waves outside the platform in a daze, and occasionally a breeze blew on his face, blowing the hair on the young man's sideburns, making him physically and mentally cool, and the whole person unconsciously relaxed.

"Poof—"

There are also a few inns that are carefully raised, and the koi fish specially placed under the platform of the water pavilion here jump over the water, and then pop and submerge into the water, bringing up a little splash, like a flash in the pan.

Under this moonlight, this scene has a bit of a light and quiet feeling of dust.

The young man was dressed in a Confucian shirt, and he sat quietly in the pavilion like this, but his eyes looked at the guest room in the distance opposite, and the person living in it was the young man with the sword on his back, Yao Zhenyi's eyes showed a little doubt, and then there was a complicated color.

It was in this room where the boy sat on the balcony of the water pavilion and looked at it.

Jia Yibing sat on the chair in the center, looked sideways to the right at the wooden bed, and on the bed was a set of neatly folded Liuyun white clothes, as well as a silver-white wine gourd with a thin red rope tied at the mouth of the pot.

It was the beautiful woman who brought it to him, and said to him with a smile, If you store these two things here again, I am afraid they can be used as heirlooms of the inn.

After Jia Yibing heard this, he smiled slightly, but it was rare to apologize softly to the beautiful woman, and the beautiful woman's eyes were circulating, and she accepted the "belated" apology with a smile.

It's just that when she saw the little stubble on the young man's chin, she suddenly wanted to stretch out her jade hand to touch his face, but in the end it turned into a light sigh, and after many years, he still never forgot the woman.

Why does this man always love to torture himself so much, is that woman really so good? Could it be that it is better than the moon in the sky, so that for her sake, he is willing to stop for many years.

And you, when will you really look at me? even if it's just a glance......

——

In the guest room, Jia Yibing, who was sitting on a chair, had never carried a sword behind him, and the long sword he carried on weekdays was lying quietly on the table.

After a while, the young man, who had never carried a sword, retracted his gaze, got up and slowly raised his feet and walked to the side of the bed.

He changed into the white clothes of Liuyun, and then tied the silver-white wine gourd around his waist.

After that, a handsome man in white appeared in the room, but at this time, he swept away the hippie smiling face of the past, and turned to a cold and arrogant appearance, and the deep calm in his eyes did not show any waves.

Born in the wind and snow, people should be like the wind and snow, perhaps, this is what he should be.

This young man dressed in white and snow walked to the table, in addition to the long sword, there was also a yellowed and faded rice paper, which was written and given to him by the old friend in the past, he reached out and picked up the rice paper that had been some years old,

"Brother Wei, it seems that every year on the Jiangshang Qing Autumn Festival, he shares the frost moon with Jun Zhan, and he is unbearable to the moon. After the plum blossoms bloom and the begonias, it is difficult for Jianxi to stay on the Xianyou Road, I wish you to go straight to the clouds, a thousand hands, a thousand hearts, a thousand shadow swords, one person all the way to the world. ”

When he looked at the back, it was written "Keep a pen, Liang Zhongnian".

Seeing this, the young man in white smiled silently, but there was a slight look of nostalgia in his eyes, and at the same time, he was a little sad.

Just like under the lamp, the old man is thousands of miles, and when he returns, it is difficult to buy a favorite, and the wine is a confidant who knows that there are few thousand glasses.

Liang Zhongnian, Liang Zhongnian, in this life with you, I'm afraid there will be no chance to raise a glass to eliminate sorrows......

He put down the piece of rice paper, but instead of picking up the sword, he turned and walked towards the door.

"Crunch—"

As soon as the young man in white opened the door, Hao Ran saw Yao Zhenyi sitting on the platform of the water pavilion looking at this side, the young man smiled at him and nodded, and he also smiled.

After he walked out of the room to the water pavilion, the young man in the pavilion turned his head and asked him with a smile, "Should I call you Brother Jia, or Brother Wei?"

Hearing this, the young man in a flowing cloud white dress chuckled, "At any time, you can treat me as Jia Yibing, whether it is in the future or in the future." ”

After speaking, he walked to the young man and sat down cross-legged, looking directly at the waterhole in front of him, and then said softly, "Yao Zhenyi, I'm sorry, Jia Yibing is not Jia Yibing, but Wei Jin of Fengleitai." ”

Yao Zhenyi shook his head, and then said with a smile, "Brother Wei, in fact, you don't have to be like this, I know that I have been able to get here thanks to you all this way, and as for your pseudonym, there must be a reason for you." Brother Wei, thank you ......"

He really wanted to say thank you, although the young man didn't see the clue at first, but then he slowly realized that this "Brother Jia" had actually been protecting himself all along.

Jia Yibing, who is now Wei Jin, smiled slightly after hearing the young man's calmness, "You have done a good job, if you don't have me, you can still get here." ”

Yao Zhenyi shook his head and said softly, "It's different." ”

After the words fell, he looked at the young man who had been with him for a while, and suddenly asked with some sadness, "Brother Wei, are you leaving tonight......

Wei Jin nodded, turned his head to look directly at the young man, and then chuckled, "En...... There are some things to do, the kind that have to be dealt with, so I'm going to be the first to do tonight. ”

Hearing this, Yao Zhenyi lowered his head in some frustration, and then raised his head and smiled cheerfully at the young man, "En! Brother Wei, I know!"

"Yao Zhenyi, thank you. This time, it was Wei Jin who said thank you.

The boy asked with some confusion, "Thank me for what?"

And Wei Jin smiled and didn't answer this question, just looked at Yao Zhenyi and said seriously, "The set of sword techniques you have cultivated is now on the right track, and it is beginning to take shape, but the light boat has passed over the ten thousand mountains, and the qi machine has flowed for hundreds of miles and thousands of miles in an instant, which is very good, but if you can do it slowly, such as the mountains and mountains that have accumulated soil for a hundred years, without the slightest increase, and the sea and river have accumulated water for thousands of years, and the water surface has not risen at all, it is even better." ”

Then, he smiled again, "Brother Wei has nothing to give you, the long sword left in my room, even if the two of us met for the first time to make up the gift, the sword is called "Huaixian", it is not a magic weapon, it is an old sword, in addition, I have a set of mental methods that suit your luck, which can be overlapped with that set of sword techniques, and there will be no conflict between the two, you can rest assured." ”

After the words fell, Wei Jin turned around, sat cross-legged, looked directly at the young man and said in a deep voice, "Sit tight." ”

After he finished speaking, without waiting for Yao Zhenyi to ask, his left hand stretched out, first put it on Yao Zhenyi's shoulder, and pressed his whole breath, and then put the fingers of his right hand together, and shot like a fly, and clicked seven or eight times in the young man's heart.

At the same time, he used the immortal supernatural power that gathered sound into a more multiplied line, directly causing a ripple in the bank of the young man's heart lake, and told in his heart, "Yao Zhenyi, you remember the beginning of this qi in your body, remember the names and operation routes of all qi mansions, if the qi dragon vein stretches, it starts from the ancestor of ten thousand mountains, and in the future, luck, you can concentrate on practicing this path, so that you can also run on your own when you sleep." ”

After doing all this, Wei Jin withdrew his hands and returned to his sleeves.

Yao Zhenyi, on the other hand, asked curiously at the young man, "Brother Wei, how do I know that this route can run autonomously while sleeping?"

Wei Jin laughed softly: "Go to the poor place of the water and sit and watch the clouds rise." You'll know the answer when the time comes. ”

After he finished speaking, he got up with his hands on the ground, looked up in the direction of the north, seemed to feel something, and sneered, "The movement is quite fast." ”

——

At the same time, in the far north direction of Fengqing City,

On the summit of a majestic mountain within the Heavenly Wind Dynasty, a gray-shirted Confucian sat on the top of the mountain, and in front of him, there was a criss-crossing chessboard.

And under this moonlight, on the chessboard, several sunspots are surrounding the lonely white seed, faintly forming a momentum of encirclement.

As for who the black man on the chessboard is and who the white son is, only this gray-shirted Confucian with an indifferent expression can know.

At this moment, a figure appeared behind Hao Ran, and the figure couldn't see his face clearly, only to see him bend down and arch his hand, "Back to the national teacher, Wei Jin of the Wind Thunder Platform has appeared!"

The gray-shirted Confucian nodded, and said lightly, "Got it, step down." ”

"Yes!" the figure replied in a respectful voice, then vanished.

Just after the person disappeared, the gray-shirted Confucian gentleman flicked a sunspot with two fingers in his right hand and landed somewhere on the chessboard, only then did he look up in the direction of Feng Qingcheng, and the corners of his mouth rose, "Then let me see if you Wei Jin can get out of this chessboard." ”

At the same time, an old man with a lantern in his hand, this old man who was high above the temple of the Tianfeng Dynasty, specially chose a secluded street, and finally came to the City God Pavilion in the city.

Before he stepped over the threshold, when the lantern in the old man's hand was the first to enter the door, it was like passing through a ripple of water ripples, which was used to isolate yin and yang, and the well water did not violate the ripples of the river water, which was fleeting, but in the old man's big red lantern, there were wisps of fireflies flying around and hitting the wall, which was brilliant.

The lantern in the old man's hand was written with a red pen in four quaint characters: "The soul goes and comes".

In this Chenghuang Pavilion, which is in charge of yin and yang affairs with the county government, an old man in a Confucian shirt with a face like a red date waved to the comer, and said loudly: "Humble Chenghuang, meet Lord Langzhong." ”

To the left and right of the old man in the Confucian shirt stood a civil official man holding a jade wat in his hand, a military general wearing armor and a sword, and a tanuki squatting on his shoulder, all of which were gods and heroes who could be classified into the category of femininity.

The posture and appearance of the three gods are exactly the same as the clay statues of the city god here, and the statues of the two gods of civil and military worship in the Wusheng Temple of Wenchang Pavilion.

The old man carrying the lantern nodded and returned the salute, and said with a solemn face: "Presumably, the three of you have received a secret order from the imperial court. Hepo, as well as the gods enshrined in the Chenghuang Pavilion and the Wenwu Temple, all have to intercept and kill a man named Wei Jin, in the four directions of the southeast, south, north, west, and north, on a certain route where the person retreats, if anyone dares to fear the enemy and hold back, or deliberately hide his strength, he will break the golden body afterwards, and the fragments of the golden body of the water god will be buried in the root of the mountain, and the fragments of the mountain god will sink to the bottom of the river. ”

After that, the old man seemed to feel a little too serious, and showed a smile to ease the atmosphere, "It's not that you want to fight to the death, it's just that you are trying your best to stop it, the national teacher is personally strategizing, so tonight is also a good time for you to make contributions, and now the remnants of my Tianfeng Dynasty belong to the remnants of the country, in the territory of those dead countries, there are still many better and higher positions, what does it mean to you, the way of knowledge in this, you have been in the god position for a long time, you all understand." ”

Hearing this, the three local gods each bowed their hands and said generously, "The subordinates will never dare to be perfunctory!" "I must go all out!" "I have died in a battle for the dynasty once in my life, and now I have to enjoy the incense for hundreds of years, and since I have fought for the golden body to shatter, I will also let that dog be the head of the evil fang!"

The old man nodded with satisfaction, "Great rivers and mountains, the Tianfeng Dynasty will definitely need to rely on you in the future to help control the mountains and rivers, in short, we will work together to participate in the grand event!"

And on the other side, in the Jiang Shrine of the Tianfeng Dynasty,

Inside stood two imposing river gods, one holding a swarthy iron spear, and from time to time there were golden inscriptions flashing and lit up.

Next to him is a green snake wrapping around its arm, moving the green snake to intermittently open its small mouth and spit out a mouthful of snow-white breath.

The only thing that is the same is that the two river gods are covered with misty water vapor all over their bodies.

And at this time, in front of them, there was a burly man in a cloth shirt and said in a deep voice: "Once the net is closed, most of the young people are going to flee to the south, so I want you to meet here, and when the time comes, I will be the first to stop it, and I want to do it, but now the national teacher may be staring at us, so I don't dare to lend me ten guts, I hope you two will not let the national teacher down!"

The words fell, and without waiting for the two Jiang gods to reply, the man strode out of the Jiang God Shrine and faced the direction of Fengqing City in the south.

In the end, he simply took off his shirt, revealing a body of strong muscles and hideous tattoos, an over-the-shoulder dragon that ordinary reckless warriors would never dare to carve, and a forest tiger tattooed on his back.

Under the moonlight, the man wrapped his arms around his chest, motionless like a mountain, his momentum was high, his breath was at the peak of modulation, and his expression was solemn as if he was facing a great enemy.

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This side of the Drinking Wind Pavilion,

Wei Jin retracted his gaze and turned his head, stretched out his right hand and rubbed the young man's head, only then did he have the appearance of the first time the two met, "Yao Zhenyi, you are young, smile more, it's not a bad thing after all, don't boss make a face, which woman will like you in the future." ”