The man's familiar face made Bai Yujing's eyebrows condense slightly, he stood alone with a long knife, and a pair of long eyebrows rose slightly, it was Ye Xipeng.

Yang Tianzheng saw Bai Yujing stop from a distance, and also saw Ye Xipeng. A smile suddenly appeared on his face, he knew Ye Xipeng. Everyone in Kyoto who has a little bit of martial arts knows that the commander of Jinyiwei made Lu Bing accept a closed disciple four years ago.

Although I haven't seen Ye Xipeng make a move, as Lu Bing's closed disciple, it is enough to look at three points.

However, he saw that Ye Xipeng just stopped the two of them, and it was inconvenient to do it immediately if he didn't make a move, but he and Grandma Sakura surrounded Bai Yujing's back road, and said with a smile: "It's quite fast, now see where you can run." ”

After speaking, he saluted Ye Xipeng again and said, "Thank you Ye Baihu for stopping these two thieves." ”

Bai Yujing didn't speak, he looked at Ye Xipeng and didn't know what to say. If there were no outsiders present, he might still ask Ye Xipeng to let them go. But apparently because of the battle between Lu Bing and Su Nisheng, Ye Xipeng and Jia Baoyu had an insoluble feud.

Under the scorching sun, Bai Yujing suddenly had a dry mouth. The wound in the abdomen had long since become numb and painless, but it was still bleeding.

Ye Xipeng didn't pay attention to Yang Tianzheng, he just quietly looked at Bai Yujing and Jia Baoyu on Bai Yujing's back. Jia Baoyu's blood had already stained his clothes red, and the whole person seemed to have passed out.

"When ——"

He suddenly drew his sword, and the silver-white blade reflected the scorching sun, shining brightly. Bai Yujing looked at the dazzling knife light, and suddenly felt dizzy, as if he was about to pass out. I felt cold all over my body, and two awe-inspiring qi machines behind my back enveloped my body, and I couldn't help biting my tongue to sober myself up.

It turned out that Yang Tianzheng and the others saw Ye Xipeng draw his knife, so they shot at the same time.

Fortunately, Ye Xipeng just drew his sword in his hand and did not attack. Bai Yujing took advantage of the moment of sobriety to get up and dodge Yang Tianzheng's one-handed blow, forcibly raised his true qi, and struck at Grandma Sakura's double knives with a swinging sword.

Grandma Sakura's twin knives were immediately bounced away, but her whole body jumped to the side like a shock. What made Bai Yujing strange was that she didn't attack again, but suddenly turned around and left, not daring to stop at all.

On the side, Ye Xipeng's voice came.

"Brother Bai Dao, this knife is considered to be my return to you for passing on the Yijin Sutra. His voice was flat, and there didn't seem to be any emotion. "The Taibai swordsman is in front of the five-mile shop. ”

And the knife in his hand was slowly pulling out of Yang Tianzheng's chest, and with a bang, Yang Tianzheng fell to the ground heavily, his eyes were wide open, and he couldn't believe that Ye Xipeng would suddenly swing the knife at him.

Bai Yujing was slightly stunned, he watched Ye Xipeng walk past him, and he was resolute.

When Ye Xipeng walked away, Bai Yujing came back to his senses, and hurriedly took out a small pill from his arms, and didn't care about Jia Baoyu's internal and external injuries, so he fed him one first. He looked at Yang Tianzheng on the ground, and suddenly stabbed three times in a row, stabbing the wound that passed through his chest to pieces.

Wulidian is not the name of the store, but the village. When Bai Yujing arrived with his body propped up, he saw the long-haired and thin horse from a distance. At this time, Bubai had no vision all over his body, and he looked a little tired, but Su Nisheng was not there.

Seeing Bai Yujing in vain, he seemed to recognize Jia Baoyu on his back, and trotted all the way over to bite the corners of Jia Baoyu's clothes.

Seeing that Jia Baoyu didn't react, he hissed again and touched Bai Yujing with his head. Bai Yujing was clever in his heart and climbed on horseback. In vain, he pulled his legs and went to the southwest forest, and after running for about two miles, he saw a dilapidated ancestral temple in the distance.

Not in vain, the two of them stepped directly into the ancestral temple.

What Bai Yujing didn't know was that the moment he entered the ancestral temple, there was still a pair of eyes staring at it secretly, and the person saw Bai Yujing and the two riding into the ancestral temple and hurriedly passed the message to another person. Soon, someone sent a message: "Keep waiting......"

This ancestral temple is also deserted for a long time, it is ventilated on all sides, and there is a big hole in the roof, and it is quite dry under the sun. Entering the ancestral temple, Bai Yujing saw Su Nisheng at first sight, as well as the broken sword in his hand.

Although he was still sitting cross-legged, Bai Yujing could no longer feel any life in him, no wonder Ye Xipeng would tell him that Su Ni was born here. He still wanted to go up and take a look, but when he dismounted, he collapsed to the ground with a feeling of weakness. Jia Baoyu also rolled on the ground.

The eyelids seemed to be getting heavier and heavier, and the whole person was groggy, and there was a faint neighing of horses in his ears. When he was about to pass out in such a daze, he seemed to hear a heavy footstep outside.

The next moment, he fell asleep completely.

At this time, three people stumbled in outside the door, one of whom was Jiangxi hero He Xinyin. At this time, He Xinyin looked embarrassed, or miserable. The whole person was disheveled, his clothes were stained with blood, and they were all congealed together, and he was supported by two old Taoist priests and walked in.

"I'm late. ”

He Xinyin sat down in front of Su Nisheng with a guilty face, and Su Nisheng was no longer breathing like a clay sculpture. But He Xinyin's mind was full of a majestic figure, and the voice of the figure also echoed in his mind: "When you don't look at this flower, this flower and your heart will die together, and when you come to see this flower, the color of this flower will be understood for a while, and you will know that this flower is not outside your heart......"

In an instant, He Xinyin's whole body rose without wind, and suddenly pressed his palm on Su Nisheng's ancestral acupoint. At this moment, what he is using is the Heart Sutra handed down by Yang Minggong.

- Everything exists or not, it all depends on the heart.

At the same time, one of the two Taoists who walked into the ancestral temple with He Xinyin also saw Bai Yujing, and couldn't help exclaiming, "Bai Yujing ......"

The other person also exclaimed: "Bai Yujing?" Unlike the first person, who was surprised, this person's voice revealed surprise in addition to surprise.

Outside the ancestral temple, accompanied by a burst of sneering, hurried and chaotic footsteps came: "Surround me here, don't let anyone go." After the words were finished, countless sharp arrows swished down like a torrential rain!

Bubai hissed and stepped on his front hooves uneasily. The two Daoists were about to swing their long swords and block the sharp arrows one after another. But at this moment, a figure suddenly stood up. In an instant, the brilliant sword light swept through the sky and the arrow shadows refracted back.

The people outside the ancestral temple saw the figure and exclaimed, "How is it possible, you are still alive!"

......

The east wind is on the earth, and the spring grass is glorious again.

The body is one year old, but it seems to be on a journey.

Mo Dao spring grass is ruthless, autumn to spring is always evergreen.

How can a person die like an ember, and his intestines are broken in Qingming every year.

Can't call, can't wake up, heaven and earth are sad and have a few tears.

So far, the dream of seeing each other has come true, and the cuckoo in the dream has a voice.

The sound of whimpering is like crying blood, and Anzhi knows that there is an afterlife after death?

In the spring of the fortieth year of Jiajing, after five years, Bai Yujing finally returned to Wuzhi Mountain. The peaks that used to be as tall as the fingers of heaven and man are now barren hills, and the flat land is overgrown with weeds. It is the Qingming Festival in March, and as far as the eye can see, a piece of emerald green is mixed with various mountain flowers, and it is full of vitality.

Bai Yujing stood in front of the grassy grave, telling the bits and pieces of the past five years. Behind him was an old Taoist priest in a crimson robe, who was Ge Soshan Quan Qingzi.

After receiving the letter from Bai Yujing and asking Wang Youren to be brought by Dao Chang, Quan Qingzi immediately went down to Gesoshan and rushed to Wudang. That Wang Youren also heard the news that the Taibai swordsman would fight with Lu Bing, the commander of the Jinyi Guard, and the two went north together.

It's just that Quan Qingzi mistakenly thought that Bai Yujing would return to Huashan first after coming out of Shaolin Temple, so he went to Guanzhong first, and rushed to Beijing without finding Bai Yujing. And Wang Youren also bumped into He Xinyin when he was in Beijing, and when Quan Qingzi returned to Beijing, the three of them also had a conspiracy. If it weren't for this, He Xin secretly went to assassinate Yan Song's father and son, and he was afraid that he would not be able to leave Yan's mansion at all.

After the First World War of Wulidian, Bai Yujing recovered from his injuries before coming to Huashan with Quan Qingzi. One is to pay tribute to his master Chen Yuxian, and the other is to find Huashan to send Yuchengzi to take revenge.

On this day, from morning to dusk, Bai Yujing chattered all day. It wasn't until the sun went down that the Eight Bitters and the Asahi Master came.

Quan Qingzi looked at Bai Yujing, who was still muttering to himself, and couldn't help but greet him first. Several people had already met, and the first sentence of Master Chao made Quan Qingzi frown, and only heard her say: "Yu Chengzi has not returned to Huashan. However, Ning Daochang had already issued a notice from the rivers and lakes to expel Yu Chengzi from the Huashan faction. ”

The chief Ning Dao she was talking about was Ning Feihe, the current head of the Huashan faction.

"How should this be?" Quan Qingzi said secretly, he came to Huashan with Bai Yujing, hoping that Bai Yujing could avenge his master, but after wishing, he would definitely go back to Gesoshan with him to practice quietly. At present, Yu Chengzi can't find it, and it is impossible to go to Huashan to send Xingshi to ask for guilt.

Regardless of how big the rivers and lakes are, an old Jianghu like Yu Chengzi will definitely find a hiding place, and it will be impossible for him to appear for a year and a half.

Seeing Quan Qingzi, Master Tai frowned, and couldn't help but say: "Daoist Ning also said that he has already instructed the sword elder in the sect to lead some disciples down the mountain and arrest Yuchengzi in the whole rivers and lakes. When you catch Yu Chengzi, you will be notified to the Taoist. ”

Jeon Kiyoko nodded.

The eight bitters on the side looked at Bai Yujing, and said with a little worry: "Dao Chief, Brother Yujing, he won't have anything to do, right?"

Before Quan Qingzi could speak, Bai Yujing turned around and said, "I'm fine." After speaking, he said to Quan Qingzi: "Master, tomorrow we will go back to Gesoap Mountain." ”

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Postscript:

The first and second volumes are officially over, the rhythm of these two volumes is a little too fast, originally according to the outline, these two volumes do not exist, and the people and things in them can be mentioned later, but it is not good to think about it, so I wrote two volumes hastily. Next, the third volume has to cross a time period and enter the forty-fourth year of Jiajing. The decline of Jinyiwei, the rise of Dongchang, the Japanese white-clothed man went east to bring news of Penglai Island, and Ye Xipeng walked for the recovery of Jinyiwei like Kunpeng.

Although he has been a reader for more than ten years, he is also a newcomer when it comes to writing novels. I would like to thank the book friends who collected it, and thank the book friends who voted for the recommendation, although there are very few, but there are also book friends, and Xiaojiu can insist on updating every day. A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step, and Xiaojiu once again thanked you!

I don't often watch the news, and I only smell the Liangshan fire when I look at the circle of friends, which can't help but make people's hearts ache, and I can only say that the heroes have gone all the way. is also a post-90s generation, compared to them, Xiaojiu is indeed much luckier to be able to sit in front of the computer and code words. Qingming is approaching, may they rest in peace, if there is an afterlife, they are still good men: the fire is merciless, and the people are merciful, and they still shine on the underworld with the remaining martyrs. Most of them are post-90s, and they can't bear to listen to it.