When the emperor in the carriage heard these words, he originally wanted to agree, but when he remembered Lin Shugui for some reason, he didn't respond in the end, just let Su Changjing punish him a little, so as not to hurt his life.

Su Changjing was silent for a moment before he said a good word.

Emperor Qingyuan seemed to him to be very wrong, as if he had suddenly changed his personality, according to the previous situation, in the face of assassination, he should have killed all the grass and roots, leaving no one alive, but today he was so kind-hearted, so he couldn't understand it.

Su Changjing didn't want to delve into it, since the emperor spoke like this, he couldn't say anything, although he had become a cultivator, he still felt that he was a Qingyuan courtier, so he would still listen to what Emperor Qingyuan said.

Xu Que Xu Yuan's swordsmanship is vulgar, and with only brute force, ordinary soldiers can solve it, and although Cheng Lin's swordsmanship is good, he has never had sword energy, and he is still in the category of ordinary people, he is a monk, so he can naturally deal with it easily.

With a slight wave of his sleeves, a breath came out of his sleeves, which was not very large, but it was enough to deal with Cheng Lin and the three of them, and they quickly fixed Cheng Lin and the three of them, and then some soldiers suppressed them, and the swords in their hands were also taken off.

Su Changjing smiled slightly: "You guys came for nothing, if you are met by me next time, you will never show mercy." ”

After all, Cheng Lin is a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy with a big temper, and when he heard this, he felt that something was very wrong in his heart, and he yelled with his neck: "What kind of hero is it to use these indiscriminate methods, and he has the ability to fight with grandpa with real knives and guns." ”

Su Changjing smiled and said: "The means are benevolent and the wise are wise, where can the three indiscriminate words come from, they are not good or bad, let you say heaven, this is also a legitimate means." ”

Cheng Lin snorted coldly, he didn't say anything, things are just like what Su Changjing said, after all, strength is king in this world, and it is not too much to use any means, if you don't use the magic breath, you will really look a little stupid to fight with him.

Su Changjing saw that Cheng Lin didn't reply, and he had no interest in speaking again, so he simply asked the guards to release the three people, as for the three swords, it was useless to hold them, so they returned them together.

After the three of them left, there were some people who stood in the way, and these few times they didn't need Su Changjing to make a move, just some swordsmen from the rivers and lakes, and the guards could solve it.

After some twists and turns, the carriage carrying the emperor finally left the capital of Qingyuan.

What happened next was much smoother, except for the heavy snow that closed the road and took some time to dig the road, it was not much different from what was expected.

A few days later, the carriage arrived at the foot of Jianzong Mountain.

And Emperor Qingyuan, this is really as said, he knelt on the ground very decisively, although there was ice and snow under his knees, and the cold was biting, he only trembled slightly, and did not get up.

As for the people who followed, after seeing the emperor kneeling down again, they were first excited, and after a while, they felt bored, and even regretted that they shouldn't come, so they took advantage of the fact that the road was still relatively smooth, and went back, and the only ones left were Su Changjing and some soldiers.

Time passed slowly, and in a blink of an eye, the emperor knelt on the ground for a day, for some reason, he was wearing a precious wool coat, and it was clear that a male fire had risen around him, and the heat was blowing in his face, and Emperor Qingyuan still felt that he was in the ice and snow, especially a pair of knees kneeling on the ground, at this time he didn't feel the slightest existence, as if he had never grown these legs.

Su Changjing stood by the fire, looked at Emperor Qingyuan who was drinking hot tea, and said calmly: "If you continue like this, you will die." ”

Emperor Qingyuan asked the tea guards to go farther, shivering at first, gritting his teeth and closing his eyes for a long time, before slowly replying: "Things have come to this point, do I still have a way out, but the only way to do this is to kneel down and ask for forgiveness from those people on the mountain." ”

Su Changjing frowned slightly, he didn't understand why Emperor Qingyuan insisted on coming here to kneel, this was not just a change of character, it was like a different person, there was a world of difference between before and now.

Su Changjing's expression remained unchanged, and he said seriously: "Why do you insist on coming here?"

Emperor Qingyuan shuddered, gritted his teeth, and reluctantly responded: "Because I am the emperor, I can come here if I want to." ”

Su Changjing has nothing to say, he said so decisively, what else can he say, the emperor, he is really capricious, when he traveled the world in the past, he has heard many emperors willful things, there are indulgent voices, there are arbitrariness, and there are moodiness, but like Emperor Qingyuan is so willful and suffering, it seems that from ancient times to the present, there is only one among all the emperors in the world, if this matter is spread out in the future, Xu Yuan, Emperor Qingyuan will really become famous.

Shaking his head, there was no need to think about this, Su Changjing decided not to stay here and be upset, so he turned around and returned to the tent, leaving the emperor to kneel here alone.

Soon it was late at night, and a sudden burst of snow fell from the sky, extinguishing the many fires that had been so hard that no matter how they lit them, they could not make a fire.

After there was no fire, Emperor Qingyuan felt even more difficult, and wanted to stand up countless times, but there was always a voice in his heart, saying that if he stood up, he would immediately be in a different place, and even his soul would not exist at all, completely cutting off the path of reincarnation and rebirth.

Under this kind of thought, he can only suffer.

By the time dawn came, when Su Changjing walked out, he was already frozen and stiff, and there were ice slags hanging all over his body, and he didn't even have the strength to move.

Su Changjing frowned, without too much hesitation, and soon instilled breath into Emperor Qingyuan's body, not seeking much effect, but seeking to relieve it for a while, but what remained in his body was a means left by Lin Shugui, even if it was a saint coming, it would take a lot of effort, not to mention that he was in a low realm, and his breath was instilled into it, but it was a disservice.

Lin Shugui, as a sword immortal, has extremely strong lethality, although the means of leaving behind are arbitrary, they are also full of lethality, the more Su Changjing's aura is instilled, the more turbulent the means will be, and the more extensive the activity in the body, Emperor Qingyuan is simply miserable.

But the sin he created by himself can only endure it, the outside of the body is cold and biting, and the body is heartbreaking, the two are superimposed, the taste is not enough and the outsider is not humane, until Su Changjing has no breath, he feels a little lighter.

......

Since the Sword Sect closed the mountain, after the group of swordsmen living at the foot of the mountain left, it had not been so lively.

The emperor knelt in the ice and snow and begged for forgiveness, but it was really a big show.

The disciples of the Sword Sect should all take a look.

So, on the sword platform of the Sword Sect, there was a scene under the mountain, and for a while, in addition to the hidden cultivation of the sword, most of the disciples gathered here, which was very rare.

During this period of time when the mountain was closed, most of them were set in stone, in addition to practicing the sword every day, it was extremely boring, it was rare to have such a big fun under the mountain, although it still couldn't go down the mountain, but it was enough to relieve boredom.

The sound of the sword platform shook the sky, and he was very happy to listen to it.

Zhao Kang had a few scars on his face, and some places had already shown bruises, but he didn't realize it, holding a jar of wine that he had just taken from Jiang Ling in his hand, and instead of eating and drinking as usual, he looked at Emperor Qingyuan who was kneeling in the ice and snow and laughed.

It's been a long time since I've been so happy as now, a dignified ninety-five honorable, I don't know what kind of wind is pumping in my brain, I want to kneel in the ice and snow to beg them, it's really strange.

Zhao Kang looked at Emperor Qingyuan while drinking wine, and it didn't take long for him to finish the wine in his hand, shake the wine jar, and found that it was really gone, he felt that something was wrong, and wondered if he wanted to go to the senior brother Jiang Ling to get a jar of wine again, as for whether he would be beaten, he would definitely be beaten, but the usual brotherhood should not be ruthless, and it was a big deal not to appear in front of the disciples before the swelling disappeared.

made a decision in his heart, Zhao Kang decided to do it, but before doing it, his mind suddenly changed, and he remembered his apprentice, and then took Wang Chunyang to Jiang Ling Liquor House together, and did not forget to teach earnestly while walking, saying that after entering, you should be quick and ruthless, and take more good wine, your Uncle Jiang has a gentle temperament and will not easily beat and scold others, not to mention that you Wang Cunyang is the only disciple of three generations, so it is even safer.

Wang Cunyang wanted to leave, but he couldn't leave under Zhao Kang's compulsion, so he could only cry and follow with an unhappy face, thinking that if Uncle Jiang really had the master you said so well, why would Master you be beaten every time you went to get wine, and every time you appeared in front of people, you always had a scar.

Of course, he only dared to think about it in his heart, and he definitely didn't dare to say it when he said it, after all, Zhao Kang is also like Jiang Ling, he always likes to greet people in his face, and if he is unhappy and breaks his appearance, he will suffer a big loss.

He is not as heartless as Zhao Kang, he is not ashamed, but proud.

After walking for a while, the two turned to a flat area near the back mountain, and soon a thatched cottage full of the smell of wine appeared in front of them.

Even if you stand 200 meters away, you can smell the intoxicating aroma of wine.

The hut was so large that it almost filled the ground, but beyond the hut there were many vats, each of which shimmered with small pieces of brilliance, apparently with a means to prevent someone from stealing it.

Zhao Kang touched his nose, pointed to the half-hidden door and said with a smile: "Cunyang, your Uncle Jiang should send wine to your master in the Dangjian Cliff at this time, there should be no one in the room now, take advantage of this opportunity, be a little sharp, enter the door and go straight to the wine rack, the higher the better, take more, when the time comes, it will be the master who will pass you a few unique swordsmanship, what's the matter, the master is good to you." ”

Wang Cunyang pulled the corners of his mouth, did not reply, he felt a little speechless about his unobtrusive master, as an apprentice, the master's swordsmanship can naturally be learned, but according to Zhao Kang now, it has become a transaction, and it is rare enough to buy wine with swordsmanship.

Zhao Kang saw that Wang Cunyang didn't move, he didn't know what this kid thought, smiled, stretched out a hand, and gently pushed Wang Cunyang behind him, and pushed Wang Cunyang in.

Zhao Kang, on the other hand, found an open space to sit down and quietly waited for good news.

Wang Cunyang, who entered the wine house, felt very panicked, one was a thief, and the other was that he didn't know why, he always felt that there was someone watching him silently, even if the house had an unobstructed view, except for a simple bed, it was the wine-making utensils, but he still felt flustered.

Therefore, it took him a long time to reach for the wine rack, and he was about to reach for the wine, but suddenly a sound appeared, and he was terrified.

"Cunyang, what are you doing here with me?"

Wang Cunyang turned his head to look, and soon he was startled, Jiang Ling appeared behind him unconsciously, and he came here to steal wine, and he was caught now, which made him speechless for a while, and he didn't know what to say.

Jiang Ling looked at Wang Cunyang, who was silent, and shook his head, the scene was obvious, Zhao Kang's kid was greedy for his wine, and he was afraid of him beating, so he asked Wang Cunyang to get the wine.

A good intention, indeed.

Jiang Ling said softly: "Let's go, go out." ”

Wang Cunyang sighed, a little puzzled.

Jiang Ling turned around, didn't say a word, and walked outside.

Wang Cunyang tugged at the corners of his mouth, and soon thought of Zhao Kang who was waiting outside, and felt that there would be a good show to watch next, and in his heart, he had already followed quickly.