When I have hope, I always feel that everything is fast, like a spring breeze and a horse's hoof. And when hope was shattered, everything was slow, and it took Bai Yujing and Zhang Cuiping twice as long to go back as when they came. By the time Bai Yujing and Zhang Cuiping returned to Yazhou, it was already late April.

Fortunately, Bai Yujing is a Taoist with a weak nature after all, and he has adjusted his mind along the way.

At this time, people from all over the world have occupied all corners of Yazhou. This also makes Yazhou seem to have become a place outside the law, and people who draw swords in anger can be seen everywhere. Although the officers and soldiers ran around, it was to no avail.

"Uncle Bai, Uncle Bai. ”

Bai Yujing and Zhang Cuiping were walking on the streets of Yazhou, and when they were worried about having nowhere to stay, they heard someone calling him in the distance. A few zhang away at the door of the Qingsong Teahouse, a handsome, white, and unadulterated yellow-robed Taoist priest was beckoning to him.

"It's Rao's nephew. Bai Yujing's eyes lit up, and he said to Zhang Cuiping: "Let's go over, that's Rao Yuqing, the apprentice of the Taoist of Longhu Mountain Li Yun Palace." ”

Li Yungong Daoist is still a little famous in the rivers and lakes, and Zhang Cuiping has also heard her father talk about it, and can't help asking: "But that Fulong swordsman?"

Bai Yujing nodded.

Rao Yuqing was afraid to look away before, but when Bai Yujing got closer, he hurriedly greeted him: "Uncle Shi, it's really you, I thought you were in Gesoshan Mountain." He looked at Zhang Cuiping beside Bai Yujing again, looking a little shy. After only glancing at it, he didn't dare to look at it again, for fear that Zhang Cuiping would eat him.

"Senior nephew Rao, why are you here, is your master here too?"

"It's here, it's all here, not only my master, the Nine Great Sects, but also other righteous path colleagues have come to thousands of people. Rao Yuqing said with a smile, although he and Bai Yujing are different in generation, they are the same age after all. When he went to Gesoshan with his master, he was very close to Bai Yujing.

"Oh, I almost forgot, I'll go buy some Moyunxian tea first, and I'll take you to see my master later. After Rao Yuqing finished speaking, he hurriedly entered the teahouse.

When he entered the teahouse, Zhang Cuiping said with some confusion: "This little Taoist priest is dodgy no matter how he looks at me. ”

When Bai Yujing heard her say this, he was stunned and laughed again.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Can't say, can't say. Bai Yujing hurriedly shook his head.

"What can't be said. Zhang Cuiping pretended to be angry and said, "If you don't say it, I'll ask him myself when he comes out." ”

Bai Yujing hurriedly said: "Don't, don't, he's most afraid of women now, don't scare him away later." ”

Zhang Cuiping was stunned and said angrily: "Bai Yujing, am I as terrible as you say?"

Bai Yujing saw that she seemed to be really angry, so she knew that she had misunderstood: "It's not your problem, it's his problem." Without waiting for Zhang Cuiping to ask again, he continued: "A few years ago, when Rao Yuqing and his master came to Gesoshan as guests, a good woman took a fancy to him and said that there was something at home that asked him to go down the mountain to spread the way and cast spells. As a result, he hurried up the mountain that night, and was very frightened. ”

"What's wrong with him?" Zhang Cuiping suddenly became interested when he heard him say this.

"It turns out that the good woman has begged for a child for many years, so I want to ask him for help......"

Before Bai Yujing finished speaking, he saw Rao Yuqing come out and hurriedly kept silent. And Zhang Cuiping also heard the meaning of his words, his face turned red, and he couldn't help laughing.

Rao Yuqing heard her laughter, although he was a little surprised, he didn't dare to ask more, but said to Bai Yujing: "Uncle, my master and they are all in Hongyou Village in the west of the city, which is the place where the Huang family in Jiangnan makes tea here. If you don't have a place to stay, you might as well go with me. Master, they must be very happy to see you. Speaking of this, he paused and remembered something, and said, "By the way, Uncle Qin was still thinking about you two days ago, saying that he should let you also participate in the Huashan Sword Debate......

"Uncle Qin is here too?"

"Uncle Zuli is here for Uncle Qin, and he said that the sword gall was also taken away under his nose, so he wants to take a look at this battle of the righteous demons. ”

......

In the Yellow Crane Tower, where the immortals had long gone, Jin Baye from the area of Weizhen Lake was respectfully standing beside a woman and pouring tea for her. The woman was covered with a veil on her head, and she could not tell her age. The huge Yellow Crane Tower was empty at this time, not only did there be no shopkeeper, but only such a guest.

Outside the gate of the Yellow Crane Tower, there are four girls with swords, wearing black, white, blue and red dresses. Whenever a guest came in, they stopped them one by one. Those who did not comply were either injured and fled, or were thrown into the rolling Yangtze River.

At this time, it was nearly noon, and an eight or nine-year-old boy walked in the distance. When he walked in, he realized that it was a diminutive dwarf. Before he reached the door of the Yellow Crane Tower, he suddenly shouted to the hundred-year-old locust tree on the side: "Grandma, you have already arrived, what are you hiding?" This person not only looked young, but his voice was no different from that of a child, but he was a strange person.

His shout immediately attracted the attention of the four sword-wearing girls. As soon as his words fell, I heard a shrill laugh, as sharp as a nightingale, unusually harsh. There was a person in the big locust tree, and it was an old woman. Although he is old, he is dressed charmingly, and he wears red and green like a girl. It's just that I don't know what kind of powder is painted on my face, and it looks white and blurry, and I can't see it really.

"Bashan boy, you don't want to hide in your Bazhong as a land lord, how can you come to this land of Wu Chu. Didn't you make a wish and was driven out by that group of villagers?"

Although these two people are strange, there are always such strange people in the world, but the person behind them looks a little hideous and terrifying. The man's body was as thin as wood, like a bamboo pole as the world often says. But on the bamboo pole is a basket-sized head, with a dark blue face and a wide mouth and teeth, which is really like the legendary big-headed Yaksha.

When the boy and the old woman saw this person, a trace of jealousy flashed in each other's eyes.

"Bashan boy, Grandma Kunshan, you have no grudge against the Wudang faction, and you even came to join in this excitement?" As soon as this person spoke, it made people feel even more uncomfortable. He spoke stiffly, like a rat grinding his teeth in the middle of the night.

The Bashan boy grinned and said, "I don't want my lady to have such a big face, so I actually invited Shura to you." ”

If the Dry Nest Dao was here, he would definitely be speechless in surprise.

Bashan Boy and Grandma Kunshan are both legendary strange people in the rivers and lakes, and the origin of this Shura is even more amazing. He was originally an abandoned baby, but was later picked up by an elder in Wudang Mountain and raised by him. Forty years ago, he was murdered because of the elder's participation in the battle for the head of the family, and in a fit of rage, he betrayed the Wudang faction and called himself a Shura Taoist.

This person has a terrifying face, strange and exquisite martial arts, and has defected down the mountain to wreak havoc on the rivers and lakes. It wasn't until Wudang sent You Fengzhen to personally attack that it was severely damaged. It's just that it is said that this person has already died, otherwise why has there been no news in the past forty years.

No matter which one of these three people is, they can be regarded as super-first-class masters in the rivers and lakes, and it stands to reason that they can be on the list of heaven. But the Withered Nest Dao people didn't dare to enter their names into it at all, just because these three people were so brutal in the past. If he enters these three people into the list, who is above and who is below will only cause trouble.

The Shura Daoist did not answer and went straight towards the Yellow Crane Tower.

"There shouldn't be anyone, right?" muttered the boy as he fell behind him.

Grandma Kunshan laughed: "In the past, those people except for the boy and you are eternally young, only the little girl and I are still beautiful like a flower, and the others have long become a piece of loess." "I don't know how this old woman means, but when I listen to her, I know that she is not an ordinary person, and she calls herself a little girl at such an age.

Although Bashan Boy wanted to sarcastically say something to her, he was afraid that this person would make a fuss, so he couldn't help but pretend that he hadn't heard it.

When the four sword-wearing girls saw these three people, they nodded to each other and said respectfully, "Seniors, please!"

The Shura Daoist sneered, and the four sword-wearing girls couldn't help but shudder. The four of them had followed their lady to see countless evil beings, but they had never seen such strangers as Shura Daoren. They all pressed their hands on the hilt of their swords and looked at the Shura Daoist cautiously.

The Shura Daoist didn't do anything out of the ordinary, and strode into the inn.

As soon as he entered the inn, he didn't seem to see the woman sitting and drinking tea, and a pair of huge eyes stared at Jin Baye. When Jin Baye saw this person, his heart was shocked, and he looked at the woman, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"You're still alive, it's good!" As soon as the Shura Daoist's words fell, the whole person rose from the ground. Ordinary people perform light skills like a shock, but this person seems to be stiff and straight, like the legendary drought.

Suddenly, he punched Jin Baye, and before the punch arrived, the entire building was already in a violent wind.

When Jin Baye saw him punch coming, his face was also full of solemnity. With a wave of his right hand, the wide sleeves of his coat suddenly swelled. The Shura Daoist only felt that his eyes were dark, and the cuffs seemed to be vast and boundless, able to accommodate all things, and he was under the hood.

It is Jin Baye's famous stunt "Sleeve Universe"!

When Bai Yujing faced this move, although he was holding a sharp sword, it was Jin Baye who left his hand to break this move. At this time, Jin Baye shot with all his might, and it was not the same as in the past, even if Bai Yujing did not have a long sword in his hand, he would be afraid that it would be difficult to resist.

But the Shura Daoist didn't care about it, and a punch smashed into the wide sleeve like a co-worker angrily slamming into the mountain.

I only heard a "bang", and it was like a puffed up tire. Jin Baye's wide sleeves were torn apart, and the whole person flew out upside down. "Oh Oooo" fell to the ground and retreated several steps in a row, and the wooden planks laid on the ground were trampled to sparse before stopping. Looking at his originally white face, he was also swollen red, and he had to spit out a mouthful of blood with a "poof", and his red face turned pale in an instant.

The Shura Daoist was still about to step forward, but the woman said lightly: "Okay, drink tea!" She glanced at Jin Baye again: "If you are not dead, let's make a good pot of tea first." ”

Jin Baye nodded.

The Shura Taoist glared at him, didn't make another move, and walked in front of the woman and sat down. Bashan Boy and Grandma Cuishan also came over, only to hear Bashan Boy laugh and say: "Madam, this Wudang Five Elders are still on Wudang Mountain, and we are afraid that we can't do it, right?"

Grandma Kushan and the Shura Daoist both looked at the woman, obviously very concerned about this issue.

"You Bongjin has passed away. The woman said.

"Really?" Grandma Cuishan wondered, Wudang Five Elders Zhongyou Fengzhen was really the most difficult one to deal with.

The woman didn't speak, but just looked at the Shura Daoist, who nodded.

The boy of Bashan and the grandmother of Cuishan woke up to the fact that this Shura Taoist had not stepped into the rivers and lakes for nearly forty years, and he was afraid that he had something to do with Na You Fengzhen. "It's just one of the five old and young, and there are still four, plus the head of Qi, we don't necessarily win. Bashan Boy said.

"What if the four elders are not there?" said the woman, laughing.