The two mountains form a gorge, and the wind is sharp at night. The mountains are steep and dangerous, like the edge of a knife. At this time, the heavens and the earth were black, and Zhou Zugong staggered forward. The scattered stones beneath his feet made a slight noise, which seemed a little harsh in the empty wilderness. Every now and then he would cough twice, and the sound of coughing would reverberate between the two mountains, and then slowly disappear. The cool air rushed down to the throat.

"Good luck!" he shouted in a hoarse voice.

The voice seemed to have nowhere to go, ethereal and melancholy. Unable to hear from him, he angrily grabbed the stones on the ground and threw them into the endless darkness, roaring loudly to vent his resentment.

"Good luck, good luck, come out!" the voice came far away, and no one answered him.

Zhou Zugong probably felt tired too, so he leaned on the boulder next to him and gasped. Then, without knowing where the thought came from, he looked back and up, and although it was still dark, he felt that there was a person standing there.

"Who!" he shouted as he took several steps back and stood still.

The other party fell from the boulder to the ground with a light leap, and asked with a sneer: "How do you know my name and surname?"

Zhou Zugong's heart tightened, and he couldn't help but be a little excited, and stepped forward with a smile and shouted, "Are you wishing for a gift?" but as soon as he got close, he was forced away by the other party's indifferent swinging of the knife. Zhou Zugong never expected her to make such a knife, and only instinctively blocked it with her arm, but she took two steps back and fell to the ground with an "ah".

"Presumptuous!" the woman scolded.

Zhou Zugong held his arm and shouted, "You want to kill me?

She seemed to feel that she had been unlucky to run into a madman, so she said, "What about killing you? Who are you?"

He jumped up and shouted, "I'm Grandpa Zhou!"

"Shut up!" she scolded, still coldly, and added, "Who allowed you to call me by my name?"

Grandpa Zhou couldn't react for a while, and opened his mouth to stammer: "What's the matter? How can I? Why can't I call you by your name? I'm Grandpa Zhou! Grandpa Zhou from Dazhou Town, Haiqing Prefecture! You, why don't you remember me? I've been looking for you all these years!"

The other party seemed to turn his head to look at him, the starlight was faint, and even if he could see anything, it was just a vague shadow. But she laughed. When Zhou Zugong heard this, he was overjoyed and said, "Do you remember it?"

"Grandfather Zhou. Hmph! I only know that you are the one who has no heart in the night! Get out!"

At this time, Zhou Zugong suddenly thundered like five thunders. Not far away, a horse-drawn carriage was slowly coming, with two white glass lamps hanging under the car, looking a little weird. Grandpa Zhou trembled and asked her, "How do you know about the Heartless Palace? You, and the man in white...... Tips! You guys, you are the people of the White Soul? That person is the killer White Soul? No, how can you be in the Heartless Palace?"

The woman turned around and gave him another knife, shouting, "Get out!"

Zhou Zugong had no intention of returning the move, he was slashed to the ground with a knife, and only watched the carriage come in despair, and Zhu Jinbao jumped into the carriage with a jump. I only heard a young man in the middle of it ask weakly, "Sister Zhu, what happened?"

Zhu Jinbao replied softly: "Don't worry, little boy, it's just an inferior person." Does Childe's injury still hurt?"

"Hmm. Can my sister still hold me?"

"I'll be careful of the wounds......"

Zhou Zugong watched the carriage gradually move away, but he was powerless to catch up, and it was not until the carriage went farther and farther away that he spit out a mouthful of thick blood with a "poof". He got up and chased two steps forward and shouted, "I wish you a good bag!" This shout was very poignant and desperate, and the pain and grief in his chest were vented for a while, and he actually felt that the sky and the earth were not dark, and it became extremely heavy, and he was about to breathe. In the dark canyon, there are only desolate people.

The next day, when Baili Fuyun woke up, it was already dawn, and when she got up, she heard Zao'er screaming in the stable, she hurriedly got up to look, and saw Gao Guan and Tang Lichuan surrounding Zao'er and didn't know what they were talking about. She couldn't help frowning, thinking that Zao'er was really too dazzling.

She hurriedly packed up her things and went downstairs, but when Gao Guan saw her, he also smiled and asked her where the horse came from. Baili Nuyun glanced at Zao'er with some resentment and did not answer. Gao Guan said, "Hey, this horse reminds me of my master's rose!

Baili Nuyun squeezed out a weird smile and said, "Whose family is so tasteless and named Rose!"

Tang Lichuan asked, "Is the Baili girl leaving?"

"Naturally. She replied.

The real wine finally came out, and he stretched his waist first, but he pulled the wound behind him, and he cried out in pain again and again. Baili Fuyun glanced at it and didn't interject. But Zhenjiu handed her the two flying knives he picked up last night, and said, "Some of them are like flying knives made by the Hanging Gate, if you have the ability to buy the Black Flame Sword, you may be able to find out who bought these flying knives." ”

Baili Nuyun glanced twice, and the words of the real wine did make sense, so she carefully wrapped the thing in the handkerchief in her arms, but the real wine said, "Where are you going, Baili girl?"

"I'm leaving!"

"yes, where are you going?"

Baili Nuyun glared at him angrily, but unexpectedly he said again: "I and Junior Brother Tang have no money, this road is still long, how is it good?"

"You want silver, don't you?"

"Even if you borrow the silver of the Baili girl, where should you pay it back?"

"Shall I not want it?"

"Hey, I'm embarrassed. Zhenjiu said and looked at Tang Lichuan and Gao Guan with a regretful face, the appearance of the scoundrel really made Baili Nuyun helpless.

Dadu's 3,000-year-old was not from the rivers and lakes, but her master was a disciple of the [Yuekemen] who was famous in the rivers and lakes at that time. The three-thousand-year-old disciple Zhen Feiniao is even more bizarre, some people say that she is the princess of the Mobei royal family, and her father is an old friend of the three thousand years old, because of the civil strife in the clan and had to hand over his daughter to his subordinates, who desperately brought it out and sent it to the three-thousand-year-old mansion. Some people also said that she was the daughter of a 3,000-year-old and a member of the court at that time, because that person's identity was very different, so he could not be announced to the world, so he kept her by her side as an apprentice. However, no matter what kind of rumors it is, it can't compare to the fact that she is called a real bird.

The name of the real flying bird was taken by his teacher 3,000 years old, and the name was "flying bird", which means "free as the wind". And the word "true" was given by [Yuan Hui Wang] at that time, which means "true self, true knowledge, true vision". True Asuka also lives up to this name, and since he became an adult, he has assisted most of the people at that time to deal with many complex and difficult cases, and is famous all over the world.

And this legendary figure has often followed his ancestor back and forth between the government and the opposition and the rivers and lakes since he was a child. At that time, the Sanzang General Altar was still in charge of the Xiao family, and it had been more than 50 years. When the real bird was young, he was committed to cracking the first evil force in the rivers and lakes [Walking Horses and Oceans], and the Sanzang General Altar, which represents the justice of the rivers and lakes, should also be like this. It's just that unexpectedly, there were some Xiao people in the Sanzang General Altar at that time, who were willing to collude with the darkness, and when countless defenders followed one after another to defend morality with their lives, Zhen Feiniao and his brothers broke all difficulties and eradicated the thieves in the Sanzang General Altar.

After that, True Flying Bird was married to a son of the Marquis of the Dadu Zhan clan and had two sons and three daughters. Today's Emperor Chengwu is his ninth generation. In the next 30 years, Zhen Feiniao later squeezed into the position of self-legislator of the Sanzang General Altar by virtue of the momentum of the government and the opposition, and took charge of the new laws and regulations of the Sanzang General Altar, and she finally won the support of the Jianghu forces to divide the Sanzang General Altar into two to achieve the effect of jointly maintaining the balance of martial arts. It is also the origin of the Xiao family and the Zhen family in the Zhengfa Palace today.

The main achievements of Shin Asuka are "dividing the sect, establishing the way, and righteous martial arts". Separation is the separation of the Shaw and the Zhen clan. The so-called establishment of the Tao is the code of conduct of "seeking truth in the way and seeking clarity in the law". Because the Sanzang General Altar is a place where the rivers and lakes are criminalized, it represents the justice and law of the rivers and lakes, so the true flying bird pursues more at this point. Therefore, on top of "Zhengwu", she is determined to use martial arts to hoe evil, not obsessed, not obsessed, etc. However, the "truth of the Tao and the purity of the law" that the real Asuka himself is looking for is not judged by the Dharma Palace itself. Then who can judge? The real bird of the year said: The years know its sin, and future generations will appreciate its truth.

Among the disciples of the Zhen clan of the Dharma Palace, the doctrine of the word "true" is extended to "correct the body, know the evil, and judge in vain". It's a pity that most of the disciples of the Zhen clan are poor and have spent their lives defending the justice of the rivers and lakes, and there are really few people who can explore what the real bird wants to pursue, and it is still a somewhat vague concept. Real wine is also self-deprecating and incompetent, and the road to finding "truth" is still unclear.

In the spread of martial arts, the true flying bird taught his 3,000-year-old three methods of "brushing sorrow, cutting Hong, and lotus hand" to his disciples. The first two of these three methods are fingers, and those who practice it can change from fingering to swordsmanship if they are real wine, and it is also light. And the lotus hand is a grappling style, set "fast, skillful, wonderful" the essence of the three words can achieve a surprising winning effect. Nowadays, all disciples of the Zhen clan must practice these three methods. There is also a set of swordsmanship called "Jue (Jue) Love Six Swords", which is obtained by the real bird during the civil strife in the Sanzang General Altar, and then changed a few points after repeated trials and training at the age of 3,000, but it still does not deviate from the purpose. Because there are only six styles of this swordsmanship, it has this name. One of the six swords of Jueqing has a total of three variations, but it is also called the "true law" because there is no false move in the move. But the six swords of this feeling are unpredictable, and there are very few people who have achieved cultivation in the Dharma Palace over the past dynasties.

On the way back, the real wine talked about the history of the Zhengfa Palace, and Baili Nuyun listened tirelessly, and retreated to the back of the line. And when Zhenjiu said that he was happy, he borrowed the Black Flame Sword with her, jumped up, and performed the twenty-seven styles of the swordsmanship of the wild goose returning to the sky to the sixth style, and threatened to find a successor to learn his swordsmanship. And as soon as this sword comes out, the points, thorns, flowers, and slashes are unprovoked, and there is a yellow goose soaring into the sky. Although it was not the first time he had seen it, Baili Nuyun also felt that it was too abnormal for real wine to be so showy, so he asked him if he was going to retire and was eager to accept an outdoor disciple to pass the time. When she said this, she deliberately rushed up and patted Tang Lichuan with a horsewhip, and quipped: "Old man, if you come a few more times, your little brother Tang will learn it directly!"

Tang Lichuan said in horror that although this sword technique seems simple, it is difficult to grasp the proportion of the sword style, and if you want to learn it, I am afraid that it will be difficult to reach one-tenth of the real wine without hard work.

Zhenjiu also smiled, stroked his half-white beard and said with a smile: "Pengsheng hemp, the sword is heroic." But this so-called heroic man is not just a swordsmanship. Saying that, he smiled implicitly and turned to praise Tang Lichuan for his eyesight and a malleable material. Gao Guan saw that he had already come up with a swordsmanship, so he said that he had heard those people sigh in the inn how legendary this swordsmanship was, but he didn't know how legendary it was, so he shouted to call real wine and tell him the story.