Daozen thought about it for a long time, and finally wrote only two words: thank you. Go to the window, hand it to the lark, lean against the window, and watch the lights in the house.

Although these three days are short, they are the lives of ordinary people that Dao Zen has never experienced. Since he was a child, he had no father or mother, and he followed his master to cultivate on the mountain, and his daily life was that the morning breeze followed the slanting sun, and the green light accompanied the bright moon. There are only two simple words to describe it. Tomorrow he will go to the Cliff of Tracelessness alone, and go to meet the five Yamas for a while. Life and death are only on the line, but he himself doesn't know which side he will fall towards.

Xue Ziyong sent a secret letter from thousands of miles away, and like Yan Youshuang, persuaded him to flee and go north to Beimang. Xue Ziyong told him that once he went here to make an appointment, he would be more than lucky. Of course, at the end of the letter, Xue Ziyong knew the character of Dao Zen, and laughed and scolded Dao Zen, a stubborn stone, and would never listen to the advice of others. I have been with Daozen for many years, and the two don't know each other's names, and they don't know anything else, and they never ask each other much. But the two of them are like father and son, they don't know what Zen thinks, and Xue Ziyong has always regarded Dao Zen as an adopted son.

"One finger Xuan, four yellow courts, it's really a big battle, presumably this is the five Yamas that can handle the most in the Yama Palace. For my little Vajra Realm, it's really painstaking. I don't know if I should thank them for holding me in such high esteem, or scold them for finding time to dig up their ancestral graves. Daozen smiled bitterly.

There is one thing that Dao Chan didn't guess that it was Xue Ziyong who leaked out this appointment. However, since it was Xue Ziyong, Dao Chan also understood that, as Yan Yushuang said, he only wanted to help Dao Chan, lest Yan Luodian use some despicable means.

Clenched his fists, feeling the pill in the dantian that Zhang Chunfeng had cultivated all his life into, and Dao Zen's eyes revealed determination. When Zhang Chunfeng passed on his cultivation, he had already told him that although this pill was like a treasure for martial artists, he must also be patient and not rush for quick success. After Yan Youshuang knew that he was going to fight with the five Yama of the Yama Palace, she had already guessed Dao Chan's thoughts, and she told Dao Chan that if he broke the pill for a while, with his current martial arts realm, he would be completely damaged in the meridians, and he would have no chance to fight with the martial arts in the future.

Hmph, martial arts? Daozen sneered. Everyone else has the dream of being the best in the world, but he sees it as dung. Although he is in the rivers and lakes, his heart has already returned to the small Taoist temple where he lives with his master. This river and lake is not the rivers and lakes he longed for as a child, so the martial arts are no longer the martial arts he longed for. It's just that Master's great revenge has not yet been avenged, and he is unwilling.

Lying in bed, no sleep. Recalling the days in the Taoist temple in the mountains, it was his most leisurely time. recalled the days when he was a slave in the hands of the Northern Barbarians, which was his most bitter life. The more than three years he had been an Assassin had been his most disgusting day, as he had broken his promise to his master. Since leaving the Taoist temple, he has begun to feel involuntarily, and no one is like the master, shaking the dust, walking behind him, and asking, "Zen'er, what do you want to do?"

The rooster crows and the sun rises, Daochan closes the doors and windows, and originally wanted to leave a letter for Luoqing, but after thinking about it, I am afraid that I will go and not return, and life and death are uncertain, so I gave up. Walking out of the house, Yan Youshuang and Luo Xiuyoshi were already waiting there. Daozen smiled at the couple.

"Let's go now?" Yan Yushuang asked Zen.

"Hmm. ”

"Let's ride a horse. ”

Looking at the horse in Yan Yushuang's hand, Dao Chan was still panicked.

Dao Chan gritted his teeth: "It's all now, why don't you even dare to ride a horse? If you really lose your life today, wouldn't it be a pity?

Daochan took the reins from Yan Youshuang's hand, turned over and got on the horse, the horsewhip was lightly raised, and he rode in the dust.

Yan Youshuang and Luo Xiuji turned around, but saw Luo Qing hiding behind the door. As soon as Daochan left, she ran to Yan Yushuang's side, took her hand, and asked, "Mother, where is the eldest brother?"

He ...... "Yan Youshuang doesn't want to deceive Luoqing."

Luo Xiuji saw Yan Youshuang's thoughts, and touched Luo Qing's head: "Your eldest brother went to the Traceless Cliff and went to the war appointment." ”

"But eldest brother, he still has injuries on his body, isn't it very dangerous to go now?" Luo Qing was full of worry.

Yan Yushuang looked at Luo Qing and replied softly: "He didn't have a choice, because he chose something, and he had to pay such a big price." ”

"Mother, what did he choose, big brother?" Luo Qing hurriedly asked.

"His heart. Yan Youshuang looked into the distance.

Luo Qing's eyes were slightly red, she chased in the direction that Dao Chan left, and Yan Youshuang stopped her: "Qing'er, wait a minute." ”

"Mother!" Luo Qing thought that Yan Yushuang was going to stop herself.

Yan Youshuang sighed and grabbed her: "Silly girl, ride a horse to chase." Immediately, he looked at Luo Xiuji again: "Xianggong, you also follow." ”

Luo Xiuji will never violate Yan Youshuang's "holy decree". Immediately turned over and got on the horse: "Let's go, let's go and help that kid." ”

The Trail Cliff was full of people early, and these spectators and martial artists did not come for his unknown Taoist Zen, but to see the mysterious and abnormal Yama Hall on weekdays. This time there are five Yamas at once, and they are already a small half of the Yama Palace. Many people took a look at how strong the Yama Palace, which had always been mysterious, was.

Five Yamas have arrived, all of them wearing grimace masks. Seeing the five Yamas, everyone on the top of the mountain began to discuss, this battle has no suspense in the eyes of everyone, although the average martial artist, and can not see the realm of these five people, but the momentum on their bodies, let everyone know that the realm of these five people is definitely not low. The other Martial Realm Huang Ting Realm were only staring at those five Yamas.

Those who listen to the opera have already sat down, and half of the singing is coming, and now a good show is only waiting for the Taoist Zen to come.

And the Taoist Zen, who has not appeared for a long time, pulled the reins, turned over and dismounted. He patted the black horse's neck: "Horse, it's hard. ”

Daochan untied the horse's reins and said to the black horse: "Do you know what I longed for the most when I was a child? Although you are a dark horse, I am not the same person I was then. Today I follow my heart, you follow your sex, let's go!" Dao Chan patted the horse's buttocks, the black horse neighed, and ran away.

In the distance, a young man in his early twenties, staring at Daozen, didn't know why he wanted to let a horse go. Daozen smiled and asked, "Is it strange?"

The young man laughed, "Sort of." ”

"You're also here to see the battle?" Daozen glanced at the long knife behind the young man with his hands behind his back. Presumably he has not been in the rivers and lakes for a long time, with a long knife behind his back, the blade is smooth, and there is no gap.

"I just want to come and see the world. But my master wouldn't let me come, so I had to sneak out. The young man looked at Daozen for a moment: "You too?"

Daozen laughed: "Sort of." Let's go?"

The young man was glad to have someone to go with him. Although he had been practicing martial arts for several years, he had never seen anyone fight, and this time there were so many people coming to the Cliff without a trace, and he was a little panicked. His master is just a vajra martial artist, and on weekdays, the master always warns him that martial arts are practiced in the mind and body, not to compete with others. But he has never understood, and he doesn't always say that there is no first in the text, and there is no second in the martial arts. Isn't practicing martial arts just to strive for the first place in the world? If everyone doesn't fight, where will the rivers and lakes come from?

Once he met a scoundrel, thinking of his master's admonition, he endured the calm for a while. So he persuaded him with good words, but those scoundrels, seeing that he was young, not only did not listen to the advice, but became more and more arrogant. He had no choice but to serve with his fists and feet, and knocked the scoundrels to the ground. Afterwards, the master actually reprimanded him severely.

Daozen watched the young man talk endlessly, but smiled and didn't speak. The young man's words changed: "By the way, do you think the assassin who challenged the Five Yamas today will survive?"

The young man did not say win or lose, only life and death.

"I don't think I'll survive. Daozen said with a smile.

Although Dao Chan seemed to be calm, he silently recited the mantra taught to him by Zhang Chunfeng in his heart, and the bead pills in the dantian slowly rotated, and his martial realm was constantly climbing. Still, he felt that the meridians of his body were like a dam under a flood, bursting into shape. Dao Zen runs the "Eighteen Stops", so that the internal force in the body flows along the meridians as much as possible, so that there is no danger.

"I think so. You think, I heard from my master that the lowest of the five Yamas are all in the Huang Ting Realm, and the assassin who challenged it was only the Vajra Realm, let alone winning or losing, it was difficult to even protect one's life. I don't know what he thinks, but I admire him. ”

Daozen looked at the young man: "Why should you admire a person who kills himself?"

"Knowing that we are invincible but not afraid, don't we need this bit of bloodiness as martial artists, otherwise how can we improve our kung fu and how can we improve our realm?" said the young man.

"Then what if your life is gone, what is the use of the martial arts realm?" Daozen looked at the young man with a playful smile.

The young man looked resolute: "If you do nothing all your life, what's the use of dying?"

Daozen shook his head, although he and the young man were walking on the same mountain road, their hearts were not on the same path. Dao Chan continued to run the heart formula, the internal force in the dantian was like a whirlpool, began to rotate slowly, Dao Chan's whole body meridians were slightly painful, the eight veins of the Qi Jing were full of energy, and the momentum on his body was also constantly climbing, the young man chattered on the side, and glanced at Dao Chan, although Dao Chan in front of him was still that light and breezy expression, but he always felt that something was different. As the two spoke, they had reached the top of the cliff without a trace.

Daozen exhaled lightly and swallowed back the fishy sweetness in his throat.

The young man found a position and waved his hand to Dao Chan: "Come on, come on, this place is good." ”

Daozen shook his head at the young man, and then shouted, "In the lower thirteenth, come and challenge the five Yamas!"

Everyone on the top of the cliff without a trace looked back at Dao Chan, and then gave Dao Chan a way, Dao Chan walked in slowly, and the young man who was walking with him was stunned.