The clouds had not yet cleared, and there was still an endless amount of humidity in the air. The sky was torn open by something, and countless flame-like rays of light erupted, more and more prosperous, and the originally dim sky also appeared brighter, and the stars began to disappear into the sky, and the sky became brighter and brighter.

The breeze blows, expelling the flying clouds and mist, and the morning sun suddenly appears, like a ball of fire rising into the air, and the heaven and the earth instantly become clear, as if you are in a fairyland.

Murong Yu carried his bag on his back, holding a long sword and walking along the official road, his steps were brisk, and he didn't care about the clothes on his body that were wet by the morning dew, and the breeze blew, and he couldn't help but feel a burst of coolness.

The bright sunlight shone on the body, casting a long shadow on the ground, at this time the shadow was not clear, slightly dim, perhaps because the sun was not very strong, or because of the environment.

The crisp bird chirping came from the woods on both sides, which was refreshing. From time to time, you can see small animals constantly chasing through the forest, and the scenery is breathtaking.

He wasn't in the mood to enjoy such a beautiful view, nor was he in the mood to think about these things.

At this time, on the official road, there was little people.

He desperately wanted to meet someone, he desperately needed, desperately needed someone who could tell him where he was now.

Yes, he is lost.

Although he had already read tens of thousands of books, he was still lost.

Maybe it's because he's never traveled alone, or maybe he's been to too few places.

He couldn't help but sigh that the words of the sages were very reasonable, and it was better to travel thousands of miles than to read thousands of books.

Still, he was hopeful. Still, he remained steadfast.

He believed that he would come across and find a place where people lived.

He just walked along the official road and went straight ahead. The official road is rugged, and I don't know how many miles.

There will be a road to the end of the mountain.

Walking along the winding mountain road, before he knew it, it was already noon, and when he was tired and hungry, a tea shop came into view.

The tea shop is not large, but there are four official roads that intersect here, and the location is extremely important.

The pavilion of the mortise and tenon structure is blue brick and blue tile, antique. There are four or five tables scattered around Linlin for people from the north and south to rest and rest.

In addition to the tea supply, there is also food supply.

At this time, there were already three or five passing travelers sitting in the tea shop, although the tea shop was a little noisy, but it was also very clean, very good.

Murong Yu walked to a table next to him and sat down.

"Guest, we have good tea, what do you need?" Xiao Er hurriedly stepped forward and asked.

"A bowl of water, two meat buns, and you're done. ”

A bowl of water and two meat buns. Xiao Er replied, "Please wait." ”

After a short time, Xiao Er came to Murong Yu's table with food, "Guest officer, your water and buns, please use them slowly." ”

"Xiao Er, I bother to ask, where is this place, and how far is it from Qingcheng Mountain?"

Xiao Er was stunned for a moment, and then said, "This place belongs to CD Mansion, and it is still more than thirty miles away from Qingcheng Mountain. He pointed to an official road, "If you ride a horse along the official road, it will take half a day, but there are many rugged slopes on the official road, and it is not convenient to ride a horse." Guests can also take a boat from the waterway ahead, and the time is almost the same, and you can also take a look at the beautiful scenery along the river. ”

Murong Yu arched his hand and said, "Thank you for informing." ”

"Guest officer, you are polite, I won't bother you, please use it slowly. After Xiao Er finished speaking, he turned around and went to greet the other guests.

At this time, it was noon, the scorching sun was in the sky, the sky was clear, and the sky was full of clouds. The earth is scorching like a fireball, sweating like rain, the sound of cicadas is bursting, and the heat is unbearable.

The official road is still full of people and horses.

In the tea shop, the flow of people was like a tide for a while, but it also seemed to be very lively, and the voices of people were disturbed. There are quite a few traders from the north and south who pass through here to rest and rest, and most of them just stay for a while, drink saliva to fill their bellies, and then turn away.

Murong Yu couldn't help but secretly rejoice in his heart, glad that he didn't go in the wrong direction.

Although there is not much meat in the bun, it can be regarded as a sauce with fragrant skin, soft and rich and oily but not greasy. When you bite into it gently, the texture is soft, and when you swallow it with water, it is delicious.

He usually eats like this, and he is used to this way of eating, as if these two buns are the best delicacy in the world.

Take a break and get up to check out. asked Xiao Er again where to take the boat, and turned to leave.

There is still a long way to go, and the road ahead is still long, and everyone who misses it is a scenery passing by, and everyone who passes by is just a passing passerby. Some people encounter it, turn around and forget; Some people rub shoulders with it and will inevitably look back.

Who remembers who is who? Who remembers who came?

No one knows who they will meet at the next corner of fate, and no one knows who is the person who is destined to join hands for a lifetime.

So many people in the world have come and gone, gone and come again.

Murong Yu walked along the side of the official road and walked to the river in a short time.

The river is very wide, with lush reeds on both sides, lush mountains and forests, and full of greenery. Wildflowers of all colors grow on the shore, and the fragrance of the flowers is overflowing with the breeze blowing, and the trees on the shore are slightly shaking, startling countless birds. The waves on the water surface are not alarming, and there is no ripple at all.

There is a ferry on the bank of the river, the ferry is not very big but there are a few fishing boats parked sparsely, this is the people who live along the river, and rely on the ferry operation on weekdays, fishing and fishing for their livelihood.

As soon as Murong Yu stepped forward to ask, everyone rushed up and greeted them with a gossip.

After discussion, it was finally decided to take a boat to the ferry near Qingcheng Mountain at the price of five taels of silver.

The fishing boat was clean, and a shed was erected in the center of the boat, under which a table and two chairs were placed, so it did not look crowded. The wooden plank in the center of the wear protrudes slightly, apparently modified for ferrying, although it has been cleaned to smell faintly fishy.

After Murong Yu sat down, the boatman propped up the long artemisia and sailed away from the ferry, and the long artemisia rowed across the water, rippling in bursts. Along the rugged river, the boatman is also very smooth, obviously not the first time to walk this waterway.

The boat took advantage of the wind to move on the river, and it was fast along the way. really conformed to that ancient poem, the white emperor of the court, the clouds, thousands of miles of Jiangling in one day. The apes on both sides of the strait could not stop crying, and the light boat had already crossed the ten thousand mountains.

The mountain is a good mountain, the peaks and forests are strange stones, the height is scattered, the mountains are stacked, the green trees are shady, the ancient meaning is full, and the devil is wonderful.

The water is good water, the blue waves are vast, the breeze is coming, the water waves are not exciting, which makes people fascinated and reverie.

The forest is cold and the stream is solemn, and there are often high apes roaring on both sides of the strait, and there are hundreds of birds singing and singing, mixed with the fragrance of flowers from nowhere, which is also intoxicating.

Along the way, Murong Yu and the boatman didn't say a word, but they were also very harmonious.

"The young man is going to Qingcheng Mountain, is he going to play or to find immortals. The boatman asked politely while holding Artemisia.

"I'm not going to play or ask, I'm just going home and seeing. Murong Yu replied, his tone slightly interesting and sad.

"Shaoxia is really a blessing, Qingcheng has beautiful mountains and clear waters, outstanding people, but it is a place where gods live. The boatman said with some envy.

Murong Yu was silent for a while, "Perhaps, now that the rivers and lakes are in turmoil and the court is in turmoil, there is a time when it is worth an eventful time, how can there be any immortal land to stay out of it." ”

The boatman said, "Yes, in the past few years, there have been internal and external troubles, bandits have been rampant, and the world is no longer peaceful. Fortunately, there are many immortal masters in this area of Qingcheng Mountain, and from time to time they go down the mountain to walk to help the poor people, but it is relatively peaceful. Although there are also mountain bandits, most of them are from poor families and are forced to go up the mountain by this day. Most of them robbed the rich and helped the poor, but they did not embarrass us, the boatmen who ate on the river. ”

"Aren't they afraid of being caught and killed by the government?"

"If you don't have enough food and clothing, you have to be oppressed by the government, you are dead on the left and right, and you have to do it as a last resort. If you can eat enough and dress warmly, who wants to live a life of fear. ”

"It's also said that if you are not desperate, who is willing to go to the mountains and forests and become a thief. ”

Since ancient times, loyalty and righteousness have been in a dilemma, if clothes can cover the body and food can cover the stomach, who is willing to risk killing their heads and live a life of fear all day long.

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At the ferry port under Qingcheng Mountain, there are many ships docked, all kinds, there are fishing boats, merchant ships, and official ships, coming and going, noisy and lively.

Most of the crowd are people who come to play and seek immortals, and there are also some talented bachelors who want to go to the temple to worship and ask for peace of mind before entering Beijing to catch the exam. There is no shortage of ordinary people who want to seek marriage and children in the view. and the children of official families who take advantage of the summer and enjoy the cool weather, visit the mountains and rivers.

The official road on both sides of the ferry is crowded with all kinds of small vendors setting up stalls, and not far away there are many shops, like a market. There are shops that sell food and wine, there are people who rent horses to go up the mountain, and there are also sedan chair drivers who rely on selling their physical strength to eat and carry a sedan chair up the mountain. Men, women, and children, tall and low, fat and thin, peddlers and pawns, three religions and nine streams, are endless.

Murong Yu paid for the boat, waved goodbye to the boatman, turned around and walked to the shore, and walked along the official road towards the rugged and winding distance. The boatman did not return immediately, but continued to wait by the river to solicit customers.

He didn't have the heart to wander around the area, nor was he in the mood to enjoy the scenery along the way. He doesn't want to waste his time where he thinks it doesn't make sense, and he doesn't want to waste his energy on things that don't make sense. He didn't come here to enjoy the mountains and rivers, at this moment, he was unusually depressed and sad.

He was silent, and walked forward with the sword in his hand expressionlessly, walking along the route in the depths of his memory, step by step up the stone steps.

The route is not very long, but it gradually deviates from the route towards the summit of Qingcheng Mountain.

He walked unusually heavy, unusually tormented, and lived like a year.

The closer he got to his heart, his heart began to beat faster, his face turned a little pale, his forehead began to sweat, his palms began to sweat, he began to tremble, it was not because of the hot weather, nor because of the mountaineering, or both, he was already wet with sweat, he had not been so emotional for a long time.

Senior brother He Chong said that as a doctor, you must not tremble your hands during the needle application, and the speed must be fast, accurate and ruthless. Where the puncture is shallow and deep, the needle will stop. The needle is expensive and fast, both into the Xu, the needle is expensive and slow, and the urgency is more injured.

He has practiced tens of thousands of times, and he has already stopped the water.

At this time, he had already committed a big taboo.

However, he was really nervous, and even a little scared, frightened, and unusually depressed.

The oldest and strongest human emotion is fear, and the oldest and strongest fear comes from the unknown.

However, he did not know what kind of scenario he was going to face, and the unknown was the source of the most terrible and terrifying.

The mountain road was rugged, and he walked along a path deep in his memory, through the inaccessible ravine, and in a short time, he reached the place in his memory, his destination this time.

This place where he was born and raised, this place where he frolicked and played, this place had his biological parents, neighbors, playmates...... place. This place carries so many memories of him.

Originally, this place was full of laughter, frolicking, roosters and dogs, and it was very lively.

Today, the collapsed roofs, declining courtyards, overgrown weeds, ruined walls, desolate, and desolate give people a sense of depression is the truest portrayal. The eerie ruins show that a terrible battle once took place here.

From time to time, there are a few crisp and miserable bird calls in the distance, which can't help but make people feel creepy.

He brushed aside the weeds and walked forward step by step, staggering to the door of his impression, his eyes were misty with tears and his face wet.

There was nothing wrong with his legs and feet, but at this moment his legs were as heavy as lead, and there was no trace of strength, only a trace of hazy consciousness that drove him forward, forward.

The oppression from all directions made him feel breathless for a moment.

He began to become in a trance, and seemed to hear his parents and playmates...... Greeting him, calling him.

Stepping into the courtyard, a grave appeared in front of me.

It was a lonely grave, a dilapidated and overgrown cemetery.

Pushing aside the weeds, it can be seen that there is a broken tombstone standing in front of the tomb, and the broken handwriting "The Tomb of Murong Wei and His Wife" can be vaguely seen.

The son wants to raise but does not wait, and it is difficult to stop the tears from flowing anymore.

He could no longer control the emotions in his heart, and he could no longer control the sadness in his heart, knelt in front of his parents' graves, and cried loudly, tearing his heart out. The scenes of the past kept coming to mind, the happy pictures of being with his parents, the scenes of his mother coaxing him to sleep every night, the scenes of enjoying himself under his parents' knees, dancing with swords and swords...... I recall the night I was separated from my parents six years ago.

He knelt on the ground and calmly swore to the heavens, swearing that he would avenge his parents and comfort their souls in heaven.

He vowed to destroy Kunlun in his lifetime.

At this moment, I suddenly heard someone behind me chuckle, "Third Senior Brother, this little guy is really incompetent, he dares to make a big deal of nonsense here, and wants to destroy Kunlun." ”

"Old Five, what are you talking about with a dying man. Then a gruff voice answered, slightly reproachful.

Looking up, I saw that there were already more than ten gray-clothed and gray-robed people around, either knives or swords, halberds or forks, faintly facing Murong Yu, all with gloomy faces and bright eyes.

Murong Yu stood up, holding the sword in his hand, his legs were a little numb, it seemed that he had been kneeling for too long, his blood was a little unsmooth, and he asked in a soothing tone, "Who are you and why are you here?"

One of them, a middle-aged man with a slightly chubby body, spoke, "I'm the Kunlun Sect people you swore to destroy. The tone was disdainful.

"It's you. ”

"Yes, in the past six years, my Kunlunmen people have taken turns to guard this place every year, just to search for your whereabouts. So that God opened his eyes, and we finally waited for such a miracle. This time we can finally return to our lives, no longer have to endure the wind and sun, and stay in this place where birds don't. The chubby middle-aged man said, "Boy, hurry up and hand over the things, and I'll keep you a whole corpse." ”

Murong Yu snorted and said, "What you want is on me, if you want it, come and get it yourself." ”

The slightly chubby middle-aged man sneered: "I don't know how to lift, and I dare to be hard when I die." With a flash of figure, he deceived Murong Yu, although his figure was slightly fat, his footwork was indeed extremely agile and brisk, his hands stretched out, and he grabbed Murong Yu's shoulder with a dragon hand.

The tears on Murong Yu's face had not yet dried up, and seeing that there was no way to avoid it, he clenched the sword body and slashed towards the slightly chubby middle-aged man. The slightly chubby middle-aged man couldn't avoid it, and the sword body hit his body hard, and he couldn't help but fly out and fall to the ground, overwhelming a patch of weeds.

The slightly chubby middle-aged man scolded: "Dead boy, dare to Kuang your ancestor." ”

"Fifth Senior Brother, see me take out my anger for you. A middle-aged man with a thin figure replied.

The fifth senior brother replied, "Chen Liang, if you can destroy this dead boy, I will cover the money for your drinking at night." Then he said to the crowd, "If any of you can destroy him, I will pay for the wine." “

Everyone coaxed: "Chen Liang, you hurry up, if it doesn't work, hurry down and replace us." ”

Chen Liang responded, "You just have to see." The figure flashed sharply, the sword was like a rainbow, the long sword was extremely powerful, and it stabbed straight towards Murong Yu's head with a fierce and vicious move. What is used is the triple blow of the stacked waves in the Kunlun swordsmanship, the back wave pushes the front wave and one wave is stronger than the other, one is stacked one style, one style is sharper than the other, and one style is faster than the other.

"Chen Liang's swordsmanship is good, and he is already eight or nine points like him. If you train it in the future, you will still be a good hand. The third senior brother praised as he looked at it.

Murong Yu's expression did not change, his body turned around, he dodged, took the opportunity to get behind Chen Liang, and then picked up the sword body and struck out at Chen Liang fiercely, this blow had been brewing for a long time.

The blade of the sword struck Chen Liang fiercely, as if it was hitting the joints of a bamboo pole, and only a muffled sound was heard, as if something had been broken. Chen Liang fell to the ground without saying a word, and the blow was even more powerful, hitting the joints of his spine hard, afraid that it had broken his spine.

"Kunlunmen people are not bad, if you only have such characters, I'm afraid you won't be able to get things. Let's go together, don't waste my time. ”

The third senior brother said sadly, "Very good, it seems that I was careless." It seems that you have learned a good martial art in the past few years. ”

"You'll know if your martial arts are good or not, but it's enough to kill all of you dog thieves. ”

"Yellow-haired Xiaoer, his tone is not small. Since you are so anxious to find death, I will fulfill you. Then he said to the crowd, "Fight quickly and leave no one behind." ”

More than a dozen gray-clothed and gray-robed people rushed up with their blades out of their sheaths, and the sword array poured out streamers, changing from time to time, and the moves were endless, and the power was doubled for a while.

Murong Yu no longer held it up, and jumped up on tiptoe, his long sword unsheathed, roaring like a dragon. Immediately after a turn in the air, the tip of the sword pointed to the ground, the sword move shook and was impermeable to the wind and storm, and the sword array was opened, and the tip of the sword landed on the ground, and with the support of the tip of the sword, the figure soared into the sky again. The long sword stabbed out several times in a row, stabbing straight into the chest of the fifth senior brother, and the long sword pierced through the body head-on, killing the fifth senior brother on the spot. Murong Yu pulled out the long sword hard, flew away and kicked away the corpse of the fifth senior brother, and then his body turned around and changed his sword style to block behind him, blocking the several swords that were slashed behind him, perhaps because he was too young, and the internal force was slightly insufficient and not deep enough, this shock caused him to feel a faint pain in his mouth, and he almost couldn't hold the long sword in his hand, and he was also stabbed with several swords on his body, but they were all minor injuries outside the skin, but they didn't have any impact, and they weren't enough to be fatal.

Murong Yu rolled on the spot, and the long sword stabbed out diagonally, taking advantage of the chaos to attack, the sword rolled over, and shook back the attacking enemy. Immediately afterwards, a carp stood upright, and the long sword waved out the Feng Xiang Jiuxiao in the "Feng Ling Jue", and several gray-robed people spilled blood on the spot in the lightning and thunder.

As soon as the sword formation broke, everyone couldn't help but be in chaos, Murong Yu took advantage of the situation to attack the sword and swung several swords one after another, and in an instant, everyone fell to the ground with swords one after another, killing them on the spot.

"It seems that your men want my life, I'm afraid you won't be able to do it. “

"When a bunch of waste dies, it dies. The third senior brother said angrily. After speaking, the long sword came out of the sheath and swung the sword upward, the sword style was weird and abnormal, the sword move was as fast as lightning, and the sword was full of cold internal force, and the cold air was overwhelming.

Murong Yu was forced by this cold air, and his whole body couldn't help but shiver, and he couldn't help but tremble.

He hurriedly swung his sword to block, the sword style was unusually violent, his mouth was numb and bloody, and the strong cold air attacked his heart, he couldn't help but feel stagnant in his chest, his whole body was sore, and his body was shocked and retreated a few steps back again and again.

The momentum is not exhausted, and the strength is coming.

Before Murong Yu could think about it, the third senior brother swung several swords at Murong Yu, knocking Murong Yu several feet away.

This is a master, rare to see, unfathomable.

This is probably the most difficult enemy he has ever faced, and this battle is a matter of life and death.

It's not just the gap in internal strength, but also the experience of fighting, which he has no way to confront the other party.

But he wants to win, at all costs, even with poison, yes, with poison. Murong Yu's brain immediately thought of using poison. Poison is his biggest reliance, his bottom line, and his biggest secret.

If this battle is not successful, it will be a success.

Murong Yu took out a packet of powder in his arms and quietly sprinkled it in the grass, at this time he was on the upper hand.

This is a pack of highly poisonous, which was given to him by his senior brother when he was in the valley for self-defense, not only has the effect of ten incense soft meridians to make the peerless master's hands and feet weak, but also has the effect of bleeding from the seven orifices once the poison is released, which is just right at this moment. However, these toxins have long been immune to him, immune to any effect.

The poison dispersed with the wind, diffusing in the air, unknowingly and unknowingly, quietly drifting towards the third senior brother.

Even the most violent poison takes time to take effect, and he must hold on for a while to allow the poison to penetrate his opponent's body silently.