Cultivating the peerless heart method since childhood, the old man Huangmei seems that the true qi in Su Hanshan's body is like a lifeless river, which was originally born for the magnificent waves, but this kid just doesn't know the method of stirring up a thousand waves, and wastes the supreme magic of Buddhism in vain.

It's like Huaibi doesn't know it.

However, the Buddha bead interpretation is also a strange thing, the Dharma chapter enlightens the mind, so that Su Hanshan's heart and eyes are transparent, coupled with the vast true qi accumulated in the body of the Taixuan Sutra, which makes his cultivation speed amazing.

The Buddha seal is just the beginning, according to the old man Huangmei's estimate, if there is no difference, this kid is afraid that in the future, he will be a martial arts demon who has become a blockbuster!

......

Five days later.

In spring and autumn, the land ushered in another rain.

The so-called autumn rain and a cold, Xunyang Jiangtoulou boat docked at night snow, Chu Nanzhao and the thirty top riders who walked down from the boat one after another clearly felt the chill brought by the rain into the skin.

The bleak autumn tells them that it's time to add clothes.

The young Ge Xiaoyu wrapped his grandfather's wide robe, stood on the bow of the boat and waved his hand vigorously with Chu Nanzhao, and then reluctantly walked away with the boat.

Perhaps because of the cold rain, the ferry port was sparsely populated and deserted, and the few vendors were busy closing their stalls early.

Chu Nanzhao held an umbrella and looked at the sparsely scattered hills and inns at the foot of the mountain, but did not see the Daliang City guards and spare horses that Gu Changting had agreed, but saw another person.

To be exact, it was two people, the shepherd boy led the ox, and the ox was leaning on the young master in brocade who was holding a sword and hanging a wine jug.

Chu Nanzhao had seen these two people, and he was an eyewitness to the battle at the head of Yangzhou City.

The thirty horsemen behind him naturally remembered the rain in the shepherd boy season, so when they saw the two of them appearing at the ferry with umbrellas, they did not hesitate to light up their swords.

Chu Nanzhao was much calmer.

I thought that sure enough, there were people waiting here just after getting off the boat, and I really don't know what characters will appear in the next three hundred miles of wasteland!

Putting aside distracting thoughts and not thinking too much, Chu Nanzhao said calmly to a cavalry captain beside him: "Let's go." ”

The captain hesitated for a few breaths, but still put away his sword, and ordered someone to carry the accompanying goods and follow Chu Nanzhao towards the inn at the foot of the mountain.

The group rubbed shoulders with the young master of bull riding in the rain.

The latter was slightly stunned.

From the moment he appeared, there was no figure of the Nine Emperor Princes of the Sutang Empire in the crowd watching the building boat walk down, and he had been pondering. Until Chu Nanzhao rubbed shoulders with him, a trace of anger gradually appeared in his heart.

"What about people?" asked Shi Jieyu.

"You're late. Chu Nanzhao paused.

The two turned their heads at the same time, their eyes facing each other.

......

The sound of horses beating mixed with the heavy rain.

On the endless muddy road, a horse-drawn carriage is speeding away.

Driving is naturally Gu Changting, who never leaves the Qiutang knife no matter when and where.

From secretly getting off the ship to now having a safe and uneventful journey, he feels more and more uneasy. The division of troops into three ways was actually a gamble, distracting the enemy's attention, and at the same time weakening the power around the Nine Emperor Princes.

If their team fails to divert the attention of the enemy in the shadows, it means that the situation of His Royal Highness the Nine Emperor Princes is even more dangerous, especially as they get closer and closer to Daliang City.

He received the emperor's order, and was the nominal person in charge of escorting the Nine Emperors' return to the north, if His Royal Highness the Nine really made a mistake, others did not say it, he and the thirty-two horsemen under his command would definitely not escape death.

Gu Changting, who grew up on the battlefield, didn't feel that he was afraid of death, but because of this, he was a sinner for the ages!

Therefore, he had to rush to Daliang City as quickly as possible, and transfer troops out of a hundred miles to meet the Nine Emperor Princes.

In the carriage, Li Tianxia, the crown prince of the Southern Dynasty, was bumpy and running all the way, and there was even a bit of a taste like sitting on pins and needles. Thinking about the rivers and lakes in the Spring and Autumn Jiazi years, I am afraid that the only person who can drive the carriage as unruly as a loose horse is this master.

couldn't help but complain: "Hey, what are you anxious about?"

As soon as the sound fell, the carriage braked sharply without warning.

Gu Changting shouted, tightened the reins, the horses raised their hooves and neighed, and Li Tianxia's center of gravity in the carriage was unstable, and he fell backwards.

Gu Changting, who was driving, stood up, and his feet were secretly pressing the carriage to prevent it from turning back.

In an instant, the horse's front hooves hit the ground, splashing muddy water.

Li Tianxia lifted the curtain angrily: "Say a word about you, your temper is still up!"

Gu Changting didn't care.

Loosening the reins in his hand, he habitually pressed the Qiutang knife on his waist and looked ahead.

Feeling that the atmosphere was not right, Li Tianxia also looked up and saw a team of people crossing the official road in the heavy rain.

......

Xi Hongyu smiled darkly, especially when he saw Li Tianxia's surprised look.

That night, the building boat and night snow secretly docked, and was watched by Xi Hongyu and his party from afar. Although he can't clearly oppose Su Tang of the Southern Dynasty, he is also willing to do his best to cooperate a little.

As long as the Nine Emperor Princes of the Sutang Empire died on the way back to the north, then when he saw the witness of his harm to Chu Nanzhao, there would be no existence.

Why not?

Xi Hongyu clenched his fists and said: "It's better to meet by chance!" Since you meet the prince of the Southern Dynasty and His Royal Highness the Nine Emperors of Su Tang here, why don't you find a place to go nearby, how about everyone get drunk and rest?"

Li Tianxia was also smiling lewdly, and after getting out of the carriage, the sword scabbard lifted the curtain of the carriage, revealing the empty carriage: "Okay, good, good......"

For a moment, Xi Hongyu's smile gradually condensed: "Only you?"

Li Tianxia hugged his sword and said, "Otherwise, isn't the prince of the red feather waiting here?"

......

On a forest trail.

The ruts in the rain are long.

After leaving Xinling, the carriage driven by Dong Bowu and Hu Ji was not as hurried as Gu Changting, although the path chosen was more hidden, but it was still very cautious.

It's always a good idea to be careful.

Listening to the sound of rain, Huang Shang'er in the carriage fell asleep on Su Hanshan's shoulder.

It was rare for the old man Huangmei, who had willow branches in his hair, not to study the game of chess, but to sit quietly and hold his breath.

Su Hanshan always sat upright and did not dare to move, studying the Buddha beads and Buddhist techniques.

It's a very peaceful picture.

......

There is a fork in the road five miles away from the forest path where the carriage travels, and a green bamboo forest grows in the east and west directions.

From east to west in the green bamboo forest, there is a middle-aged man wearing a hat and walking with bamboo canes and shoes. Not only did I not feel cold in the cold rain, but it also had a lot of elegance.

Bamboo cane shoes are lighter than horses.

His name is Ren Pingsheng.

......

From west to east, on the other side, a sturdy blue-robed man rode a cloud-chasing horse to crumble mud and splash along the way.

The man was carrying a spear. The five big and three rough ones are born, but they have an extremely pleasant name.

Yang Xumei.

......

Five miles away from the crossroads, there is a piece of ruins left behind in the Warring States period that has long been deserted, Longmen Pass.

On the broken dragon gate that must be passed through to enter the customs, a young man with red ribbon tied in front of his forehead, red hair, and a big red robe stood in his hand.

The man's beauty was strange.

He didn't hold an umbrella in the heavy rain, because all the raindrops evaporated and drifted away as mist as they approached him half a meter around his body.