At this time, where did the old man look like he was fighting with a sword to repel the 200,000 Guishan army? It was just an ordinary old man in the twilight, with his hands on his sleeves and his eyes closed and listening to the water.

Zhang Muliu couldn't help but think, will he also become gray-haired one day, whether the demon Ling is early and Miao Miao, they are all masters of cultivation, will there be a group of grandchildren, or a younger generation, shouting grandpa in front of their knees?

The young man smiled secretly, he really thought too much, he was only twenty-one years old this year, and he was thinking about the joy of family?

Even if it's just a distraction realm, it will take a thousand years when you get old.

Meng Xiaogongzi on the side didn't dare to shout any old man in front of the old man, walked over with a smile, and said softly: "Grandpa, the swordsman brought it, let's talk a few words?"

The old man opened his eyes at this time, glanced at Zhang Muliu from afar, closed his eyes again, and said coldly: "Is it a monk? from the capital, or from Guishuang?

When the young man heard this, he also frowned, and said angrily: "I thought he was really a pure swordsman, but he was also running to kill my grandfather." ”

Zhang Muliu couldn't cry or laugh, why did he kill Meng Lao Hero by himself?

"The junior Zhang Muliu, who came from afar, didn't mean to offend Meng Lao Hero, but just wanted to ask the old hero if he had ever heard of a person named Zhang Dengkui?"

Only then did the old man open his eyes and frowned: "I said why is the breath so scary, it turns out that it is someone from outside." ”

Zhang Muliu smiled slightly, and a sword light enveloped this place, stepped forward, hugged his fists and said, "Zhang Dengkui is my grandfather." ”

The old man beckoned Zhang Muliu to enter, and then said softly: "Don't mention old things, I'm just fellow villagers with him." Why are you here?"

Zhang Muliu sighed and said: "When he was an old man, he always talked about his hometown, and when he heard that you were defending the city, it was almost the same story as the story he once told, so he came to see you." ”

The old man sighed, leaned back in the flying chair, closed his eyes and said, "Our hometown is not here, when the Wusi River was divided into three, our hometown has long been shattered into slag." ”

Before Zhang Muliu could ask, the old hero Meng said in a deep voice: "I have asked too, let's leave quickly." If you think this place is your grandfather's hometown, grab a handful of soil and go back. ”

Zhang Muliu smiled bitterly, everyone is so funny, why do you keep it? It seems that this person has a very bad relationship with his grandfather!

The young man clenched his fists, then smiled at the young man, turned his head and left.

After the young man left, the young man said angrily: "You all know that he is a monk, can't you let him help us?

The old man smiled bitterly and said softly: "The descendants of the old man, where can we harm him?"

There are some things that can't be told to Sun Tzu, this old man knows by himself, this person from the outside world comes here, the monk will be pressed by at least one level, that kid looks at twenty years old, even if it is the kind of pride of heaven that has not been encountered in a hundred years, it is at most a golden pill, but there is more than one golden pill who comes to find trouble!

The old man said lazily: "Boy, when we meet in Pingshui, why should you let people help you? What can you give to others?"

The young man was silent, he understood the reason, but his father and mother were gone, and his grandfather was also gone?

The young man in white left the Unjiajia Villa, and the blind Taoist squatted on the side of the road, and when he saw the long sword behind the young man disappearing, he laughed and said, "Where is the sword?

Zhang Muliu smiled slightly, "The sword is going to teach a lesson to people who don't have long eyes." ”

There are indeed three groups of monks around this Jiejia Villa, one wearing a green shirt and a sword, and they went to the Wanguo monks first, one Jindan, and two foundation building realms.

The three monks turned their heads suddenly, and found that a green shirt with a sword was standing behind them, and they immediately broke out in a cold sweat, and before they could speak, the man slashed into the distance with a sword, and the three Kushan monks were all seriously injured and flew upside down.

Seeing this, the monk of the Mengguo Kingdom hurriedly fled, but a sword light arrived later, and three more people were seriously injured.

The soul of the Wanguo monk who stood still was scared away, and he couldn't say a word.

The green-shirted swordsman just said indifferently, "Meng Lao is only good for your Wan Kingdom, when did you hurt someone?" You can go back and tell your master, just say that there is a person named Zhang Beigu who said, Meng Lao Dan has a little thing, whether it is done by Wan Guo or not, I will destroy Wan Guo first." ”

As he spoke, he pulled the three of them into a small world that was not confused, revealing his sword intent. The three of them swallowed their saliva and nodded, and by the time they came back to their senses, the man had disappeared.

Monk Jindan, who had escaped death, sat on the ground with his butt and said with a wry smile: "My mother!"

The sword qi that that person revealed before was really going to scare people to death, was it really a legendary sword immortal? If it was really a sword immortal, then it would not be just a matter of destroying the Wan Kingdom.

This Jin Dan said in a trembling voice: "Yucai, you hurry back to the capital, and make it clear to the great worship and the emperor at this time." ”

One of the foundation building monks nodded, and ran away.

Zhang Muliu and the blind Taoist have already left the city, and they will be a hundred miles south to the battlefield, and that Hua Zhiwen should be there, and then see the situation, and then say where they are going.

If you meet Sima Zhuo, you can discuss it together, but being with this Taoist priest at this time is really a little annoying.

That old hero Meng didn't want to bring up the old things again, so he helped him clear the troubles around him, so that he could enjoy his old age in peace.

I don't know if Ah Zhe and they have done what they want to do.

The blind Taoist didn't know what to smoke crazy, and after walking dozens of miles to the south, he suddenly said that he was going to the capital of Wanguo, and asked Zhang Muliu to look for him first after going to the capital in the future.

left without saying a word, and Zhang Mu didn't even have a chance to ask.

Walking away, I also fell quietly, and I went south alone, and I don't know how many wonders there are to see. How many years had it been since he Zhang Muliu had come out of the dream realm that he had seen thousands of troops?

In the dream, he is also fighting against other races, but he is not an outsider monster, if that black armor appears in the enemy formation, how many enemies will be scared to pieces?

Walking and walking, I came to a small river, and from the Kanyu map, this river is still one of the sources of the "mother river" of Kushan. It is said that the Kushan people believe in the local Kushan religion, and the Guishan religion takes the water called the Heng River as holy water, and every day there are national believers from far away to scoop a bowl of holy water, saying that all diseases will be eliminated after drinking.

But in the mouths of the people of Wanguo, the people of Guishan have to be cremated in water after death, and there are a lot of ashes in that river! What is even more bizarre is that there are no latrines in the Guishan country, and the people who live on both sides of the Naheng River are even more accustomed to being convenient by the river.

Therefore, Zhang Muliu felt that this river of being a mother really gave birth to a bunch of unscrupulous children. It's really a handful of and urine that pulls people up, and when they die, they have to help collect the ashes.

Zhang Muliu sacrificed the spirit boat sent by the eldest disciple, and went down the river, estimating that he would be able to reach that battlefield in one day.

In this kind of place where no one knows himself, Zhang Muliu always feels very free physically and mentally, in fact, most people are like this. When you are in a far away land, no one knows your name, let alone your past, and it is easy to meditate.

The young man stood on the bow of the boat, looking at the mountains and rivers on both sides in a hurry, for some reason, his mood was suddenly a little relieved, the realm that was as solid as a rock and did not move at all, shook slightly, and he reached the peak of distraction in the blink of an eye.

Zhang Muliu laughed at himself: "Can you break through the realm when you travel in the mountains and rivers? Then I have to go to see thousands of mountains and rivers." ”

............

Half a month ago, four Qi refining cultivators went into the mountain to catch ghosts, and the ghost cultivators harmed countless people, and a reward of 100,000 yuan was offered at the nearby yamen to catch ghosts.

In this little cave, the currencies used by the three countries are different. Wanguo used that knife coin, horizontal knife style, a knife coin can probably buy a bowl of noodles. Guishan is made of copper coinage, quite exquisite, one side is engraved with Henghe, the other side is a monkey's head, it is said that the monkey is a holy beast in Guishan, and Luo Yue in the past, the national beast of Annan has a fight. The Mengguo is popular in the city with silver money and iron money, which is quite messy.

Zhang Muliu didn't deliberately exchange some sword coins, because gold and silver can also circulate in these three countries.

The four Qi Refining Cultivators originally felt that there was not much hope of catching that ghost cultivator, because those who could be called ghost cultivators at least had a foundation building cultivation, but the four of them were all Qi refining cultivators.

There was a fight in the temple in the mountains, but in fact, where was the fighting? Seeing that the four of them were fierce and unlucky, and that ghost cultivator could enjoy a lot of supplements, Lin Jing's seal in the purse suddenly became sword aura, and Ah Zhe's seal also had a white-clothed young man showing people in a virtual shadow, and Qiu Ming's "seeking unknown" turned into a sword qi cage to cover this broken temple, and Qu Minjin's seal had a white deer jump out.

The four of them didn't know why, but the ghost cultivator was already trembling, and he couldn't escape if he wanted to.

The white-clothed phantom raised his hand slightly, and the white deer turned into a long sword, just slashing at random, and the ghost cultivator who was already dead could not die anymore.

Ah Zhe picked up the seal in his hand and said, "I picked up a life?"

Lin Jing took out the seal engraved with "Sword Swing Kyushu" and said with a wry smile: "It turns out that he is a real sword immortal. ”

One side of the "sudden white deer" was held in Qu Minjin's hand, and there was a little shame between his eyebrows.

The most calm, on the contrary, is Qiu Ming, who is holding "seeking unknown".

The oldest, but the man of the same generation as the three of them, smiled bitterly, and said softly: "It's just a seal carved casually, all of them have such power, thanks to Ah Zhe's lack of bad intentions, otherwise we can't help a sword! Ahh ”

Lin Jing rolled her eyes angrily, and said bitterly: "Why does he have to pretend to be a scholar! If I knew that he was a sword immortal, I would have to apprentice to a teacher, multiple masters and multiple paths!"

Qu Minjin was silent, only occasionally glancing at Ah Zhe.

In fact, the young man didn't have much fear in his heart, but he just felt that he was so lucky, and he didn't die. What he thought about the most was that when the white-clothed scholar walked to the vegetable garden, he would rather walk two miles more than take a shortcut.

The young man smiled evilly, it seemed that he couldn't change this habit, "Okay, next time I'll see that senior, apologize and thank you, let's still receive the reward, go back and buy the medicine for the master first." ”

The Quartet Seal saved five people, or even hundreds.

............

Around the fifth day of May, the White Deer Cave left a few days for the students to go home, those who were close had already gone home, those who were far away, three or five groups were ready to go to see the Kuanglu Waterfall, the poetry fairy that "the Milky Way fell for nine days", and the master was the most often on the lips of the master when he was learning.

Peng Ze's trap has been lifted, and there is a huge stone statue in the center of Daze, which will make the Fangyuan fishermen uneasy, Xiao Pan has to learn from Zhao Kai, saying that it is a miracle from God, and he spared no expense to build a huge covered bridge around the fishing stone statue, and there is a bronze tripod under the fishing rod, and someone will come here every day to light a pillar of incense.

Mo Miaomiao took Le Qing to this by boat, took out the incense candles prepared in advance, knelt down and kowtowed three times after lighting them, and then stood on tiptoe and raised his hand again, so he made do with the incense into the furnace.

The little girl looked left and right, and only after no one was close before she covered her mouth and whispered: "Grandpa Tao, I'm going home, I'm going to see you by the way, I also brought my brother's share, you can't blame him, otherwise I won't come to see you next time." ”

With that, he smiled slightly, climbed over the railing when no one was around, jumped to the knees of the colossus, and bowed respectfully.

In fact, the little girl has a feeling of sadness in her heart.

My brother said that grandpa and that badass daddy, and many, many seniors who became stone statues, they are all heroes. But Mo Miaomiao felt that it shouldn't be like this, why did the hero have to leave with his relatives.

There was a middle-aged man in a Confucian shirt who didn't know when he appeared in front of the bronze tripod, and said with a smile after the incense: "Because some people have everyone in their hearts, and some people have a small family in their hearts." ”

Mo Miaomiao turned around respectfully and shouted a word to the cave master.

This White Deer Cave Master is actually reluctant to chat with Mo Miaomiao, not for other reasons, it's not easy to talk about seniority!

Zhang Muliu is his own junior brother, Mo Miaomiao is his own student, but Zhang Muliu is the elder brother of this little girl, which is a headache.

The little girl didn't know how to answer, so she climbed back to the covered bridge and said that she would go home first.

Seeing the little girl return to the boat, the White Deer Cave Master smiled bitterly and said, "Is the little junior brother also this temper?"

Mo Miaomiao was wearing a slightly small light blue dress, carrying a small cage to the small courtyard by the lake, and heard the sound of the sword roaring from afar, and said in her heart that Sister Qingying was really a sword idiot.

Before I could get there, I saw a girl in a pink skirt and a little girl in Tsing Yi sitting on the front steps of the door, holding her face with both hands.

Zhang Zao saw Mo Miaomiao coming, his face immediately overflowed with a smile, he stood up and waved vigorously, and shouted to his little aunt.

The side is more and more watery, and the body is like a wicker branch, and the slowly growing Hu sprinkle is a little bitter.

After returning to Hongdu, Hu Sprinkler came here almost every day, begged He Zitang for a bowl of water to drink, and took Zhang to walk around the lake early, and then the two of them sat at the door with their faces in their hands, in a daze together.

It's not that they don't want to play with He Qingying, it's that guy has become more and more demonic recently, practicing swords day by day, obviously he doesn't have any cultivation, but his sword intent is really scary. Every night, Zhang would go to He Qingying's house early to help him recuperate with his sincerity, and the little girl often looked like a little adult, sighing: "The eldest aunt is really not worry-free." ”

Mo Miaomiao saw the girl who was already extremely tall, smiled and took out a letter from the cage, and said quietly: "This is what my brother asked me to give you, and let me tell you, it's not good for him to go to see you, and he will definitely come to see Sister Sasa when he returns to his hometown this time." ”

Hu Sasa took the letter, grinned, and said softly: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, remember that I'm already fine." ”

Mo Miaomiao looked at the smiling face, and felt a little uncomfortable, so she didn't sell it anymore, leaned over and whispered: "My brother has his own mountain, let me secretly tell Sister Sasa, and when he comes back in the future, he will take Sister Sasa to Muqiu Mountain to pick a peak, which is called Chic Peak." ”

The girl in pink laughed again, this time not with a forced smile.

In fact, Hu Sprinkle never worried that Zhang Muliu would forget her, she was just afraid that if she was not careful, she would grow into a big girl, and she would not be able to let him carry it.

Nearly two years have passed, and Hu Sasha is also 14 years old.

The little girl leaned over to her side and pouted, "Daddy is really eccentric." ”

The girl in the pink skirt suddenly straightened up and grinned: "My sister went to Fuyao City, I can't be idle at home, I want to go to the rivers and lakes, and when I see those who scold my brother, my mouth will be broken." ”

There was a woman in black sitting in the courtyard eating melon seeds, looked at He Qingying who was practicing swords, and then looked at the three little girls outside the door, and then thought of the demon Ling who was far away in Muqiu Mountain, and smiled for a while.

He Zitang said with a smile: "There are so many daughters in our family, how many sons-in-law will we have to recruit in the future?"

............

There was a small woman who crossed the sea alone and returned to Shengshen Continent, but she did not return to Zhebi Mountain, but went to the west peak of Baiyue.

Li Qiushui, who had just entered the refining void, appeared in an instant, and said coldly to the rather familiar woman: "Xuannu?"

Li Youer sighed, and said in his heart, why is this person so good-looking? No wonder the big pig's trotters lost his mind.

The autumn water was cold, and the temperature plummeted within a radius of dozens of miles, and there were scattered snowflakes that began to fall.

Li You'er grinned, "Don't worry! I'm just here to get some of my things back, are you there?"

With a wave of his hand, there was a strange aura on Qiushui's body that was taken away by Li Youer.

Li Qiushui didn't feel any change at all, and the young sect master of the mountain said with a smile: "Without this involvement that belongs to me, if you can still like one of you, I Li Youer will be convinced." ”

The beautiful cold woman was expressionless, and said indifferently: "I like him, he likes me, and it has nothing to do with anyone." Whether it's a water god or a goddess, don't think about moving my mood at all. ”

There was one more sentence she didn't say.

I like Zhang Muliu from Qiushui, and it has never been because of the relationship between your Xuannu. Maybe he Zhang Muliu liked me first because of that smile, but now?

She believed him.

............

As soon as he finally arrived at the border in white, he saw many people gathered outside the barracks, including monks and martial artists.

There are many people with swords on their backs, spears in their hands or longbows on their backs.

Zhang Muliu was quite curious, leaned over and asked, "What are you doing here?"

Everyone turned their heads to look, and saw that it was a white young man with a long sword on his back, and no one was willing to deal with it. Zhang Muliu had no choice but to reveal the foundation of cultivation, and only then a few monks replied: "The Guishuang of the dog day is too deceitful, and the monks are actually used in the worldly battles, and our Wanguo is not a vegetarian, Lao Tzu's realm is low, but he is also a great Wanerlang." ”

The young man wondered, how could mortal nations fight each other, how could monks go to war?

Another man in the foundation building period said: "Half a month ago, there was suddenly a black-robed monk in the Guishan army, and at first glance it was a demonic way, and he killed hundreds of my Wanguo border army, if it weren't for the urgent dispatch of the worshippers in the capital, I don't know how many more people would die!"

Zhang Muliu squinted and smiled, the black-robed man dared to interfere in a military battle just after he came, and he was bold enough.

Only then did Zhang Muliu understand that these monks and martial artists were all ready to go to the battlefield.

There was a captain in armor who came on horseback, covered in silver armor stained with blood, and there were countless knife marks on his armor. The captain did not dismount, but just clenched his fists and said: "The war is tight, the monks can advance into the camp, and the martial artists will wait for the time being, it's not that we look down on people, but the monks of Guishan are mixed with the soldiers, and we ordinary people are only sent to death when they go into battle." ”

All the martial artists returned the salute with their fists, Zhang Muliu followed in, and roughly counted, there were only nine monks, even if they were themselves, there were only three people in the foundation building realm.

As he was heading to the barracks, a voice suddenly sounded in his ears, it was the old boat, "You must not interfere in all mundane wars." ”

Zhang Muliu frowned, and replied in his heart: "Then Luo Yu will be able to make a move?"

Lao Zhouzi said indifferently: "Did you see him make a move?"

Only then did Zhang Muliu understand why only hundreds of people were lost. Even if it is a Jin Dan shot, in the face of these ordinary soldiers, it is enough to kill a river of blood.

The young man in white followed everyone forward, and said with a heartfelt smile: "Then it's okay for me to go and fight with him, right?"

Lao Zhouzi didn't say anything more.

When the nine of them arrived at a military tent, there was a young general with a pale face and a very serious wound. Before the young general could speak, Zhang Muliu took the lead and asked with a smile, "The general is surnamed Hua?"

The weak young man in front of him is the person Zhang Muliu wants to see on this trip, Hua Zhiwen.

The young general smiled: "It's Hua." ”

Zhang Muliu handed out the letter and said with a smile: "There is a little girl named Mu Lan, who said that her brother promised to give her a general armor, but now there is no news, are you planning not to give it to her?"

Hua Zhiwen showed a hint of a smile on his face, but he immediately retracted, coughed a few times and then said in a deep voice: "Immortal masters, let's talk about how to fight the enemy first." ”

The young man in white took off the wine gourd, poured a sip of wine, and said with a smile: "It is inconvenient for me to make a move in the army. ”

The young general suddenly frowned, and said coldly, "Do you have to escape from the battle?"

Zhang Muliu slowly pulled out You Fang and said with a smile: "I'll kill that black-robed man." ”

A white rainbow sword went straight to the enemy camp, and the white line could be seen within a radius of hundreds of miles.

The Guishan army, which had been advancing non-stop, suddenly stopped, and looked at the white-clothed swordsman above his head, and they all gasped.

The black-robed Luo Yu also turned into a rainbow and grinned at Zhang Muliu, "It's okay to hit those two straw bales, it's almost almost impossible to find me happy." ”

Luo Yu didn't pay attention to the white-clothed swordsman in front of him at all, in his eyes, it was just a fight against two Jindan monks, and fighting against that Han Ou in the ring was just a treasure, so good, dare to come to me for trouble?

It's just that the next two sentences made the Demon Dao monk's face slowly gloomy, as if he had eaten a dead fly.

The white-clothed swordsman held the sword in his left hand and said with a smile: "Shengshenzhou people, isn't it on the mountain on the border between Zhongshan and Yan Kingdom?"

I saw that the white clothes squinted, and said indifferently: "Let me Zhang Muliu teach you to be a man." ”