Confucius Ridge, a small mountain village in the middle of nowhere.

The small mountain village is located in the east and west two mountain ranges, the east is connected with the other mountains for more than 100 miles, the mountain village is built according to the remaining veins, facing the southwest, there is a mountain in the west called Tianma Mountain, this mountain is shaped like a flying horse, the god is like galloping, the horse's head is facing south, overlooking the Sanli River in the near distance, looking at the south of the Yangtze River in the distance. The horsetail faces north, calling the mountain in the distance.

There is only one official road in the small mountain village from south to north, and a horse-drawn carriage is driving on the potholed official road at this time, the horse is the kind of mountain horse that is good at walking mountain roads, with a strong physique, strong limbs, and flexible movements. The car is the kind of carriage that the squire can drive, not luxurious, but not simple. The coachman is also a toiling man who can be seen at a glance.

It was such an inconspicuous carriage that sat Li Huaimin, the national teacher of the dynasty, and his wife Su, accompanied by Huangpu Wuming and Sikong Ningjing.

The carriage was moving very slowly, giving people the feeling of not being in a hurry, and giving people the feeling of deliberately waiting for something to arrive?

Suddenly, Li Huaimin in the car spoke, and he said: "This way, more than half a month, very calm, this is about to arrive at the hometown of the nameless brother, there shouldn't be anything else happening, right?"

Huangpu Wuming was holding his sword and closing his eyes to recuperate, but when he heard Li Huaimin speak, he took over and said: "The calmer it is, the more dangerous it is, I can't trust the methods of the imperial court." ”

"It's better for everyone to be careful, it's better to be careful!" Sikong Ningjing also reminded.

As he spoke, the carriage moved slowly ahead for a while, and suddenly stopped and could not go.

Huangpu Nameless lifted the corner of the curtain with his sword and asked the driver of the car, "What happened?"

The coachman said, "I don't know!" But the horse did not move, and refused to go forward. ”

As soon as the coachman finished speaking, there was a sound of sharp arrows piercing the sky in the ears of Huangpu Nameless, and there was no time to hesitate, the experience of going to the battlefield told him that the coachman would inevitably spill blood on the spot if he was one step late.

He dragged the coachman with one hand, and as soon as he dragged into the car, he heard a "bang" sound into his ears, and the sound of arrows hitting the wood made him frown, and quickly flashed out of the carriage, and with one foot on the horse's head, the figure had already jumped into the air, only to see the rain of arrows in the sky shooting from all directions, black and pressing, like a black lotus blooming in the air, it was going to dye the moment of blooming with blood.

Seeing this, Huangpu Nameless suddenly felt murderous in his heart, he really thought that Lao Tzu was a vegetarian, and he used this kind of trick to kill people without seeing anyone, and he didn't take himself seriously, right?

This was simply an insult to him, a commander of the imperial guard. He burst into a shout, the long sword in his hand danced rapidly, by rotating the falling body, dancing out of layers of sword shadows, the sword shadows with the speed of dancing, surrounded his body, quickly formed a sword and shield, the sword and shield were connected together, with the decline of his body, like a dragon body covered with scales, when his feet just touched the top of the carriage, he quickly slashed the long sword in his hand.

The sword and shield under the slash quickly exploded, blocking the rain of arrows flying in all directions, making a "bell" sound of metal colliding, and falling irregularly around the carriage.

Huangpu Nameless did not stop there, the long sword that condensed the vitality of heaven and earth was still waving in his hand, some arrows around the long sword in his hand, gradually formed a shape like a hat, looking at the more and more arrows accumulated, Huangpu Nameless suddenly smiled, the sword in his hand also pointed directly to the top of his head, and then another one was swung out, only to see that there were originally arrows in the shape of a hat, and they flew away in the air in an instant.

There are no rules, let alone tracks, just a scream ringing in my ears.

Seeing this, Huangpu jumped out of the carriage namelessly, stood with his sword, and said angrily: "Since you are here, then come out, right?"

No one answered, only the wind around them, and the scene was eerily quiet.

Huangpu Wuming grew up in this village since he was a child, and he deeply remembers that the bamboo forests on both sides of this road that have been walked countless times will have some insects and birds chirping at any time, but today in the lush forest, there is no movement.

A special alertness to the battle, Huangpu Nameless immediately had some sense of proportion in his heart, he slowly turned around, looked at the carriage, and in the side of the carriage, Li Huaiming was looking at him and nodded lightly at him.

Huangpu was nameless, and suddenly his figure flashed, and he had left the place in an instant, and the figure had disappeared into the bamboo forest on the left......

But at the moment when he disappeared, several emerald green bamboos suddenly flew out of the forest on the right, and the ends of the bamboos were sharpened.

Looking at the bamboo that was about to shoot in the next second, Li Huaimin moved, but he only quickly clicked his finger in the air, and saw a blue rune cross in front of him, quickly surrounding the entire carriage.

The bamboo pole, which was as sharp as a spear, did not make a single sound when it hit the blue blue, and was swallowed up by this rune, as if it had been thrown into the deep sea, and did not frighten Sikong Ningjing and his wife in the carriage.

Li Huaimin knew that this was just the beginning, he knew the nature of these people, and since he came, he would definitely not give up on this, so he said: "It seems that we can only change to walk! Uncle coachman, don't be afraid, when we go out, you will sleep and wake up fine." ”

The old coachman nodded tremblingly, but he couldn't say half a word.

Sikong Ningjing also nodded silently, although he is just a practitioner of medicine, but he is taught by the "old man with a holy hand", and the master once said: Doctor, benevolence. Healer, enlightened, healer, meritorious.

It is said that in order to become a good doctor, first of all, the most important thing is his character and benevolence, and secondly, his ability to comprehend this subject and the practical actions he has put in, and finally he can practice medicine and practice the Dharma, save sentient beings, and accumulate merit.

And the word "gong" in the middle also has another meaning, that is, the method of cultivation, the use of heaven and earth vitality, the method of resisting qi, using qi into medicine, and applying needles with qi, etc., all need to be involved.

Although cultivation is not his strong point, under normal circumstances, it is more than enough for a person to protect himself.

Seeing that Sikong Ningjing was silent, Huangpu looked at Mrs. Su Namelessly, just glanced at it, and Su said: "Husband, don't worry, although I haven't done anything after the fierce battle in the Tiger Prison Pass, the secret method of Jiuxiufang still doesn't dare to hope." ”

At this time, there was a sudden whistling wind in his ears, Li Huaimin frowned, looked at the two of them, the three of them understood, and moved at the same time, and in the blink of an eye, the carriage exploded instantly, shooting out in three different directions.

The moment they flew out of the carriage, the coachman was thrown to the side of the road and fainted. At the same time, countless bamboo arrows that had been sharpened shot at the position of the carriage, and the mountain horse, which was originally a strong mountain horse, fell to the ground in an instant, and after letting out a wailing neigh, he fell to the ground.

The three of them looked at the horses that had worked hard all the way, and there was hatred in their eyes for an instant. But they didn't move, they just stood still, they were waiting, waiting for the bamboo forest in the Huangpu nameless.

After all, no one knows how many people are hidden in the forests on both sides, and how many people are there? After Huangpu enters without a name, if they venture to enter again and divide into two ways, the consequences may harm Huangpu without a name.

However, they were all convinced in their hearts that with Huangpu's nameless current cultivation realm, there were not many people who wanted to trap him, unless there were those cultivators who had long been forgotten.

Quiet waiting, the time is so long that it is like a dark night, the screams in the forest are endless, and it is easy to determine the current situation of Huangpu Nameless, just after the last "ah" scream, suddenly a "boom" sound came, causing the three of them to be frightened.

Sikong Ningjing suddenly took a step, and when Li Huaimin saw this, he said, "Wait, Brother Nameless will be fine!"

As soon as the words fell, I saw a figure flash out of the forest and stop beside the three of them, with a little messy hair and a face covered with blood.

As soon as he stopped, Huangpu said namelessly: "Be careful, it's not my middle-earth people." ”

When the words fell, a middle-aged man in his forties, he was half-hunched on his back, and he grew into a thief's eyebrows, but he could float out, and it seemed that his skills were not shallow.

Behind him was a group of people who were dressed in black night clothes, carrying two sharp swords on their backs, and their eyes were full of cold light.

As soon as he appeared, he said in a hip-hop voice: "Ouch, who should I be? It turned out that Li Huaimin, the national teacher of the dynasty, and Huangpu, the inner guard who fled from the desert, are nameless?"

"Joke, it's just a loss of the fighter plane, what can you do to me? Who is the person who spoke?" asked Huangpu namelessly.

As soon as his words fell, Li Huaifeng said lightly: "Who should I be? The Blood Knife Gate can be described as well-intentioned, and you are sent to this old man to wait for the old man in this Fuziling?

Xia was stunned for a moment, and suddenly laughed and said: "The national teacher said that he laughed, since he knew him, he must know him, and he didn't think about going back to the blood-drinking village, but this master has a good mountain and a good girl, and the place of paradise makes people linger and forget to leave!"

As soon as his words came out, Huangpu Wuming was shocked in his heart, presumably this guy who was called madness had entered the Confucius Ridge early, and he must have done a lot of evil, no wonder the road was calm.

So he asked, "What evil have you done?"

Xia Madness shook his head, shook his head and said: "It's nothing, isn't this the hometown of General Mo Yan......?"

"Shut up!" Huang Pu Nameless suppressed his anger, his eyes burst with cold killing intent, the so-called words did not need to be said, just looking at his disgusting expression, he already knew it.

"You're angry, by the way, you're a fellow villager with General Mo Yan, and I haven't talked about your family yet, why are you angry?"

"Where did I come from my family? But you're not from my Tang Dynasty, right? I've been lurking in the Blood Knife Gate for so long, what are you trying to plot?"

Xia Du suddenly frowned, and immediately said: "I have the life to go back and take care of grandpa's affairs!"