Outside the small village, Zhang Muliu sat alone on a small hill, hoping that someone would come to the mountain in the distance and apologize to the deceased involved.

But the young man also knew that it was almost impossible, if both of them showed their Yuanying cultivation, it was still possible, but it was not the apology that Zhang Muliu wanted.

Liqiushui walked to Zhang Muliu's side and sat down slowly, looking at the mountain in the distance that was still a little weathery, and he was also a little bored, Fang Cai Qing Donkey had already told her that story. Xue Yang is definitely not a poor person, Zhang Muliu will never go to the Creation Mountain because of him, a farce in the previous wine shop is just a test of people's hearts, and the result still does not give the young man a reason to give up going up the mountain.

In the liquor shop before, the most disappointed time was when no one got up, and the strongest killing intent was when the young man said a word to bring Li Qiushui back to be his daughter-in-law. This is not just how a teenager behaves, but how the door style of a monk's mountain gate is.

Just let the two go back, it was still to give them a chance, even if the ancestor was a little unconcerned about what his grandson did, Zhang Muliu would not embarrass them much, but now it seems that most of them can only carry the sword up the mountain.

Zhang Muliu sat here alone, as if in a state of steady, until the woman in red spoke softly:

"I was born in the Hundred Yue Alliance, and my father was a priest, and I was the most powerful person except for the high priest. In the early years, my father and mother were very affectionate, but later, for some reason, my father's temperament suddenly changed greatly, and he beat and scolded his mother at every turn. When I grew up, my mother finally couldn't take it anymore, so she left my father and lived alone with the permission of the high priest. My mother was a woman, and life was very difficult after leaving my father, and I wanted to steal things from my father to give them to my mother, but my mother didn't want to, and after a few times, I would often help my mother weave cloth, so as to make my mother's life better. ”

Zhang Muliu said softly: "I'm listening." ”

Li Qiushui smiled, and then said: "I like to play the piano, when I was fourteen years old, I was favored by a pianist from Liang Guolai, and wrote a letter of recommendation, saying that I could go to Jinling Academy, but the distance was far away, and I needed a small amount of travel expenses. I squatted outside my father's room for a long time that day, and he actually knew what I meant, but he never spoke. Until the next morning, he left a note at my door, saying that if you want money, you can ask your grandma to pick it up. My mother didn't even want anything out of the house where he lived, so how could I let my mother be humiliated for my own sake? ”

The young man handed over the wine bag and said softly, "I'm sorry for reminding you of something bad." ”

Li Qiushui smiled: "It's nothing, I haven't called him Abba since that day." We have a lot of mountains there, and after learning the sword, I practiced the sword while shooting some prey to bring to my mother, and later others found out that I had good cultivation qualifications, and the priest's hall would always reward some things, and my life got better and better. ”

The woman got up and walked in front of Zhang Muliu, bent down to look at the young man in front of her, and smiled flamboyantly:

"Compared to you, my experience is uneventful, just a few bothersome little bumps, but no matter what, I have to continue to live, right?"

Zhang Muliu fell back a lot, and pretended to be calm: "You're right!"

The woman may have found it a little bored, and sat down again and asked herself a question that she couldn't understand.

"Why don't you like green dresses?"

The young man smiled: "I've always liked it, but after you wear it, I'm a little overwhelmed." ”

Zhang Muliu looked at the woman who was a little puzzled and continued: "There is a woman who is very important to me, she looks very similar to you, and she likes to wear green dresses, so I don't dare to look at it!"

Liqiu Shui let out a cold sigh, got up with a black face and left, leaving Zhang Muliu who didn't know why. The young man thought to himself, which tendon is wrong again? Am I wrong in telling the truth?

The young man had no choice but to walk to the village alone.

This village is no different from ordinary villages, but it is near a monk's mountain gate, and it is inevitable that it will be stained with some aura, so most of them have a long life. From afar, he saw an old woman pounding clothes by the stream, and Zhang Muliu stepped forward.

"Old man, is this a shampoo?"

The old woman turned her head and smiled when she heard this: "The young man is like a housekeeper, it is indeed the head water, the son and daughter-in-law are filial, and the clothes they bought for me have been reluctant to wear, who knows, this thing is not used, it will break quickly, and it will smell musty in the box, and today I took advantage of the good weather to take it out and wash it." ”

Zhang Muliu said with a smile that the old man is really blessed, and he has a filial daughter-in-law. After chatting for a while, Zhang Muliu asked again:

"Did we have a woman named Huanshang here a few years ago?"

When the old woman heard this, she hurriedly dropped the clothes pounding stick in her hand and said quietly, a bunch of fairies came back then, saying that she was a demon, and they arrested her in a few clicks.

Zhang Muliu squatted down and whispered, "Then do you think she is a demon?"

The old woman sighed, picked up the stick again, beat her clothes soaked in the water, and said slowly, "What a good girl, the niece of one of our hunters, who has been stricken in her family and died, leaving a lonely girl who has nowhere else to go. A few years later, the old Orion passed away, and she was alone again. About four or five years ago, a child passed by in the village, who looked like twelve or thirteen, and somehow relied on Huanshang, a sister, called Bei'er Qin, the child was also very good, helping Huanshang chop wood and carry water, and then Huanshang simply recognized this younger brother. Later, a group of immortals took Huanshang away, and the kid who had disappeared for a while also came back, squatting in the yard all day, and disappeared the next day. ”

After listening to the old woman, Zhang Muliu chatted with her for a while before leaving.

Today was indeed a good day, with clear skies and only a few visible clouds. The young man led the donkey and the woman in red to the Creation Mountain, and it had been a full hour, and still no one had come down the mountain.

Then I'll go up the mountain!

When he arrived at no one's place, Zhang Muliu shouted to the young man, and the cyan donkey turned into a unicorn that was only a little bigger than a horse, and then called You Fang, and the long sword instantly drilled into the leather sheath on Zhang Muliu's back.

The young man looked at a mountain that was not very high in front of him, turned his head and smiled at the woman in red, and then said coldly:

"Master Qing! Climb the mountain with me!"

A woman in red climbed the mountain with a sword, breaking the ban all the way. A young man in the rear rode on the back of a unicorn, closely following the woman in red.

Some things can not be explained by a grudge between who and whom, man is not a beast, a wolf may starve if he does not eat sheep, and he will not die of hunger if he does not eat man!

"Ancestor, those two people have broken through the mountain protection formation all the way, and they have already reached the mountain gate!"

A middle-aged monk hurriedly ran to a large hall and said loudly to a young monk sitting tall.

The monk was playing with a jade gourd in his hand, and there were many people sitting on either side of the hall, including the ignorant young man from before.

"Grandpa, they've all bullied the door, are we still going to sit here?"

The old ancestor smiled: "Then it will be a while!"

The old man stood up with his hands behind his back, leaned forward, and a cloud of white mist poured out from his feet, and he went to the mountain gate, as if he was driving the clouds and fog!

The monks behind him smiled and followed.

Creation of the mountain, the mountain gate can be said to be magnificent, a hill gate archway that does not come out, made of bronze, seven rooms, eight pillars and thirteen floors! The largest archway in the inner garden of the secular palace is only five! The monk mountain gate, the South Mountain, Kunlun or not, are just three four pillars of the cupola stone workshop.

Zhang Muliu rode the Qingyan Qilin to get closer, looked at the huge archway in front of him, and sneered: "It's really a waste of a good mountain, and it has broken the feng shui for this extremely funny archway." ”

An old man in the distance came from the clouds and said with a smile: "There are thirty-three heavens in the ancient heavenly court, and I have the thirteenth in the creation of the mountain, how can it be funny?"

Zhang Muliu only sneered and did not answer. The red-clothed woman with the sword in mid-air was not as good-tempered as Zhang Muliu, she descended to the ground, revealing a golden pill aura, and raised her hand to point to the ancestor of the Creation Mountain who was driving the clouds in a high place:

"Old fellow, your turtle grandson said earlier that he would tie me up and go back to the mountain, and today I will ask for an explanation!"

As soon as Zhang Muliu raised his hand, a spear broke through the air, and the young man who also only showed the aura of Jin Dan sneered:

"Come for injustice!"

The Creation Ancestor in mid-air laughed when he heard this, and a young man behind him said sarcastically: "Two Jin Dan dare to come to my Creation Mountain to find trouble, it is nothing more than relying on a good sword, my grandfather is here today, what can you do to me?"

said and continued to laugh: "There are many daughters-in-law for me in this neighborhood, what about catching you a golden pill?"

The old man in mid-air also smiled and did not interrupt his grandson.

Li Qiushui said to Zhang Muliu: "What do you say?"

The young man smashed the mountain gate with a black gun, got up and floated in mid-air at the level of the old man, his face was indifferent, and he said lightly:

"I don't want to reason with him. ”

Li Qiushui smiled very brightly, saying that this is about the same, and fighting should never be saliva.

The Creation Ancestor finally changed his face, and said with a gloomy face: "Two little babies in the Jindan period, it's a bit excessive? At first glance, they are heinous people, and the old man beheaded you two villains, and there is hope for distraction!"

Where is there any evil cultivation and demon cultivation, even Xue Yang has been deceived. What the old woman said was deduced by herself, and every sentence was true! That Huanshang was just an ordinary woman who had been in trouble at home and had defected, but she was born with a strong Yin Yuan and could be used as medicine! Xue Yang, a monk in the foundation building period, was able to retreat from a mountain where there were already Yuanying monks? He also snatched half a golden pill, which was nothing more than a proof that the woman was an evil cultivator!

Now that old thing sees the two golden pill periods, he is already thinking about detaining people for alchemy, using people as medicine, and making a good mountain!

Zhang Muliu's face was gloomy like water, and his breath suddenly soared, revealing his Yuanying cultivation. The autumn water on the side is also very cooperative, and the breath of the body is undoubtedly revealed. The unicorn below has already turned into a green flame unicorn the size of dozens of zhang!

Not only the Creation Ancestor in mid-air, but the eyelids of the people behind him trembled, and the young man was already sitting on the ground. Only the Wuchen at the back smiled bitterly, shook his head and sighed.

"Two fellow Daoists, we can talk slowly, it's easy to talk about anything. ”

The Creation Ancestor suddenly changed his face, and when he laughed, he offered the jade gourd in his hand, and the jade gourd spit out thousands of silver needles and shot at the two of them.

There was no need to leave the autumn water to take out the sword, You Fang unsheathed it by itself, and a fierce sword qi smashed the silver needle.

Zhang Muliu's face was gloomy, and he inadvertently killed with intent, and the people on the side were very frightened!

"How many people has this guy killed?!"

Originally, there were a few Jindan monks who were about to move, but now they were all shocked by a strong killing intent.

A black spear swept out, nailing the Creation Ancestor to the Shattered Mountain Gate in an instant.

This Creation Ancestor's eyes were red, his fingers were open, and he kept saying: "Such a killing intent! Not to mention tens of millions of people, you are the devil!"

Zhang Muliu sneered: "How do you know that I killed someone?"

At this time, the black dust at the back slowly stepped forward and said to Zhang Muliu:

"Childe! Although there is a miasma here, it is not all people with rotten hearts and livers, begging Childe to spare the lives of others. ”

Zhang Muliu's killing intent finally dissipated, and his face returned to normal. Li Qiushui on the side didn't speak from beginning to end, and after getting along for a while, she already knew a little about how this young man was acting, so there was no need to interject, and there was no need.

Why did the killing intent dissipate? Because of a pond of sewage, there are also fish who are desperately starving to death and do not eat dirty food!

Thanks to such a fish, Zhang Muliu felt that it was not dark from top to bottom here.

The young man nodded slowly at the black dust, and let the monks who did not care about human life retreat, and there were only a few of them.

Zhang Muliu said: "Tell me who the person you let go of twenty years ago is." ”

Wuchen smiled bitterly, sighed and said slowly: "It's nothing more than a junior who likes it who doesn't want to do these filthy things, and in the end he was punished by the ancestor and abolished his cultivation." I secretly let him go, just to spare his life. ”

Zhang Muliu nodded, people don't want to say it, and they don't have to force it.

The Creation Ancestor suddenly went crazy and laughed: "That young man, he deliberately gave him half a golden pill back then, as long as he starts refining, he will definitely have demons, if you kill me now, you will kill him in the future." But if you spare my life, I will take back that heart demon seed!"

Zhang Muliu said indifferently: "It's late!"

With that, the spear swayed from side to side, and the Creation Ancestor and the Yuan Ying Soul were all shattered. The young man in the distance had a grim look in his eyes, clenched his fists and roared to Zhang Muliu:

"Even if you die today, I won't spare you even if I become a ghost!"

Without waiting for Zhang Muliu to make a move, the woman in red cut off the young man's head with a sword. Liqiushui said coldly:

"You deserve to be a ghost too?"

The woman rushed out of the sword first, but she didn't want Zhang Muliu to bear the cause and effect alone!

......

It was getting late, and it was still the same stream, but the woman had already gone home.

Creation Mountain, except for a few people pointed out by Wuchen, the rest are all dead, and the gods are all destroyed, and it is impossible to cross the Aral Sea to go to Mount Meru to be reincarnated!

Zhang Muliu thought they were arrogant at most, but after going up the mountain, it became even more embarrassing.

A few Jindan elders, only Wuchen has not done anything disgusting! A small mountain, where did so many Jindan come from? It's not the same as that ancestor, snatching people's Yin Yuan. The demon seed in Xue Yang's body was just one of the traces of the old and endless true demon.

Zhang Muliu sat alone by the stream, the sky was still very good, although it was night, but the crescent moon was bent and hung high in the Tianshan Mountain, and it was not too dark. Looking at the sparkling water of the stream, Zhang Muliu thought that if he had gone to Luoyang for more than ten days earlier, would he have been able to save Xue Yang?

Behind came a woman in red, standing by the stream. Qiushui looked at the stream and said to the young man on the side:

"Where do you know so much early?"

The young man smiled and said that it was indeed difficult.

Li Qiushui suddenly said: "There is one thing I need you to help me." ”

Zhang Muliu said: "You can really bear it, only now do you say it." ”

......

Leaving Akisui in the middle of the night, Edgeworth left and headed southwest. Zhang Muliu set off early in the morning and was about to defend the country.

The young man who rode a donkey and carried a sword is now the Marquis of the Great Song Dynasty, although he has no fiefdom, he is still a guest in any country. Fenghou must be the meaning of the godfather, and he taught Emperor Song a lesson for the real people who are more and more out of the way to protect the country, which can be regarded as a reward.

In fact, I heard Zhao Sisi say that why the emperor was at odds with King Xuan was different from other relatives who seized the throne!

The old emperor died more than 20 years ago, and Zhao Kai was going to pass on the throne to Zhao Xuan, but Zhao Kai was overjoyed. For the two brothers, being an emperor is not a good thing, and each of them wants to take their beloved to travel the rivers and lakes.

On the day of the enthronement ceremony, Zhao Xuan suddenly disappeared, leaving a letter saying:

"I'm sorry! I can only let my brother you be the emperor, my eldest brother needs it, I can't help but go!"

Then there was a young man with a gloomy face throughout the ceremony, and he became the emperor with great reluctance. A year later, when Zhao Xuan returned to Chang'an and went to see Zhao Kai in the palace, he was scolded by this younger brother for a long time, and he insisted on returning the throne to Zhao Xuan, but Zhao Xuan ran away again when he heard the words. A few years later, when Zhao Xuan returned to Chang'an, he had already brought a babbling little girl, so Zhao Kai could only give up.

According to Zhao Sisi, when the Great Song Emperor learned that he was going to be an emperor, he almost cried!

Zhang Muliu thought of the two brothers and smiled unconsciously. I just want to say that the Song State issued a arrest letter back then, and it was a last resort, and now even if he is targeted by those people, he must protect the son of the deceased!

Nanshan was concise and to the point, and sent a flying sword to express his gratitude.

......

Some things are really hard to control, and when the manpower is finally exhausted, what about the monks?

Even if a person has not changed at all for a hundred years, walking on the same road as a hundred years ago, he only looks similar. Every time you take a step, it is definitely difficult to go back, even if you reverse the time, it is still different.

But what does it matter?

Someone once said, "Heaven and earth could not be instantaneous!"

Yesterday is different from today, and today is different from tomorrow! Yesterday is different from today and tomorrow, it is nothing more than a life, so the difference is the same!

How many bad things in the world are caused by the word "change", if you want everything to go as you wish, foolish people are dreaming!

To sing Suzi words, copper pipa and iron plate are required.

When you see injustice, you need to draw your sword to calm it!

Let the vicissitudes of the world go, my heart will not move!