Since Wang Yucheng took Li Zhiyu and the others to find the beautiful horse, the two were naturally overjoyed.

Zhao Qingrou saw its horse's hooves stepping lightly, walking left and right, with full strength under her feet, faintly windy. At this moment, not only does it look the same, but it also has a bit more of a sturdy demeanor. She ran a few quick steps, hugged the horse's head, and touched its smooth mane, and the beauty neighed softly.

After a few moments, she stretched out a slender palm to grasp the reins of the horse, jumped lightly onto the beautiful saddle bridle specially made for her, and galloped for a moment before she gently stretched out a slender palm to the boy. When the young man saw her stretching out his hand, he was overjoyed, grabbed her palm and jumped hard, and sat behind Zhao Qingrou. After the young man sat down, Zhao Qingrou flicked the reins, and the beauty ran away.

The good horse that Wang Yucheng saw was as fast as lightning and as fast as the wind. But in the blink of an eye, the two figures were gone, and all he could see in his eyes was mountains and rivers flowing backwards, and the trees were leisurely. When the two of them gradually disappeared into the scenery of mountains and rivers, he turned around thoughtfully, and his heart was sad.

He reached out and snapped a verdant branch in front of him that had been pulled out of the distance, and held it horizontally in front of him. After a while, he suddenly said, "You are just like me." You are beaten by the wind and rain of this world, the morning dew and the morning wind, and all kinds of sufferings in the world, and you have become muscles and bones after a hundred kinds of beatings in heaven and earth. And I'......" He paused, pondered for a moment and continued: "The body is like a lonely boat, like duckweed, with an uncertain fate, and the midnight dreams for more than ten years are all the suffering of the past. To this day, every time I taste it, the bitterness in my throat still can't be swallowed for a long time. After Wang Yucheng finished speaking, he looked at the broken branches in his hand, and had mixed feelings in his heart!

Wang Yucheng thought about his journey all the way, recalled the bitter turmoil of the past, and couldn't swallow it for a long time. He looked up slightly and saw the white clouds in the sky, and the birds gathered, and he was chic and happy. But if you are as lonely as this bird, when the nations are adrift, this feeling is also uncomfortable.

When he read this, sorrow came from it, and his face was a little more dazed and desolate. In addition to sparse martial arts such as dancing knives and guns in his own life, it is natural to bully and bully the war-torn people in this remote village. But if you really go to the vast world, where is home. The world is big, where can it be expected!

Wang Yucheng sighed and thought to himself, he had always been fierce and fierce, his eyes were slightly red at the moment, and his eyes were full of tears, looking at this blue sky, he was in a daze. Suddenly, I saw a purple qi coming out from the east, and a white cloth in the air passed through the clouds. Wang Yucheng's eyes widened, he stood up suddenly, and said with trembling lips: "Wen Zhenren, Wen Zhenren." ”

"Wen Zhenren is really my savior, ten years ago I was desperate, I had to meet Wen Zhenren to take me in and become a layman, and now it is the time of downfall, I met Zhenren. I ......" he said, and the loss was all gone, and there was a little more determination in his eyes, but he walked back to Luohuguan.

Li Zhiyu and the others rode on horseback, and the speed was much faster than Wang Yucheng, who was walking on foot. In addition, this horse was tied to Wang Yucheng in a place of abundant water and grass, and in just one month, his body was not only slightly emaciated like Li Zhiyu and the others, but he was raised fat and strong, and his strength was right. Running wildly, it didn't lose any speed.

Zhao Qingrou held the reins of the horse, not only did there be no deviation along the way, but every time the road was steep and twisty, it was familiar with the road, as if it had been here. Li Zhiyu was naturally curious, and he asked with a smile: "Miss Zhao, how are you so familiar with the road, although there are occasional bumps along the way, but it is generally gentle." Can you see through people's hearts like Li Xunli, unpredictable prophets? ”

The little girl snorted softly, and she said with a smile: "It's not that I'm skilled, or that I know the way, but this old horse knows the way." ”

When the young man heard this, he was a little confused, what does this horse mean that it is walking on its own? You obviously hold the reins of the horse and grasp the bearing, how can it walk on its own. The young man was about to ask, but he saw a large tree in front of him coiling up its roots and moving it step by step to the middle of the road. A large red mouth opened in the center, and a cooing sound came from the trunk of the tree.

Li Zhiyu was dumbfounded, how can this good tree walk, and it will be like a wild beast in the mountains, but it will do something with its big mouth open.

Zhao Qingrou saw that the big tree looked like a human walking, and she was a little curious. Just as she was about to ask, the brass bell on her wrist shook slightly, her face changed, and she shouted: "This is a demon!" The young man listened to the girl suddenly shout this sentence, and his face was so frightened that his face was pale. In an emergency, he hugged the girl's slender waist, leaned his head and buried himself in the girl's green silk fluttering in the wind, and he didn't hear it. Zhao Qingrou's face flushed, but she didn't have time to say too much at the moment.

She saw that the big tree had pulled out its branches, and the bark of the trunk had changed, and the folds were not square, and the bark had not moved, and when she looked at it again, the tree had its mouth and nose full. Its roots continued to move forward, and it was needless to say what it meant. This food delivered to the door, how can there be no reason not to laugh. Zhao Qingrou has changed like this, Rao is heart is already prepared, and his heart is also extremely afraid. Trying to urge the horse to retreat and turn around, no matter how he moved the reins, the mermaid still galloped towards its big mouth.

The branches of the big tree swayed gently, and the branches and leaves made a sound. Seeing the horse rushing straight at him, his face changed as if he were smiling. When the two of them were only a foot away from its bark, a fairy sword descended from the nine heavens, purple qi passed everywhere, and the mountains and rivers were cracked.

The two of them only smelled a burst of grass and trees in their noses, and when they opened their eyes, they found that Wen Zhiliang, who was not wearing black clothes but white clothes, was actually smiling at the two of them at this moment. As for the Dryad, there was no trace of it, only a mess of branches and leaves scattered on the ground and scattered among the trees.

The girl looked at the Taoist priest who had a smile on her face instead of a serious one, she looked at Wen Zhiliang for a moment, and then touched the copper bell tied to her wrist, and saw that the copper bell was no longer calm, and the girl's heart was slightly calm. She stretched out a slender finger, pointed at Wen Zhiliang and said, "You demon Dao, is it possible that you want to burn us as so-called demons." The girl's expression was serious and focused, not as cunning and arrogant as before.

Wen Zhiliang stroked his long beard under his forehead, looked at the young girl and rode a horse, he did not answer Zhao Qingrou's question. Instead, thinking of the fact that she caressed her soft green silk ten years ago, the woman asked him with a smile: "You say, is it better for the rivers and lakes, or is it better for me!" Wen Zhiliang thought for a long time, looked ahead, and yearned for it.

The woman turned her head gloomily, as for Wen Zhiliang, he must not know.

"I used to think that fighting the sword rivers and lakes was a happy thing in life, but now I know that combing your green silk into snow, holding your hands to add ink, and enjoying the rivers and lakes is the happy thing in life. Wen Zhiliang whispered and groaned, seeing Zhao Qingrou's slightly impatient expression, he smiled slightly, and said something that the two of them couldn't understand.

"Crispy hand rice wine, not only can add fragrance to red sleeves, but also fight the end of the world. ”

Zhao Qingrou and Li Zhiyu glanced at each other, and their eyes were puzzled. However, Wen Zhiliang stood in front of him, and the two of them were like great enemies, but they didn't dare to relax and laugh and discuss at this moment, and they both stared at the Taoist priest with wide eyes. Wen Zhiliang saw that the two of them were on guard, and he didn't explain, but took out a scroll wrapped in green cloth from his arms and threw it to the young man.

"Master asked me to teach the Dao Sect Secret Scroll Wen Sect on my behalf, but there are too many poor Dao obstacles, and it is difficult to teach it personally. This scroll is full of the method of cultivation and cultivation of the mind that Master and the poor Dao have understood, so that they can practice for a good life!" Wen Zhiliang finished speaking, and then drifted away.

Wen Zhiliang did not turn his steps and return to the Falling Crane View, but continued to rise and rise, until the clouds around him were around him and the birds were gone, he paused his body. A pair of warm eyes stared down for a long time, and finally sighed and left.

The boy and the girl looked at each other, and there was a look of surprise in their eyes. But since Wen Zhiliang was gone, it was also a blessing, and Zhao Qingrou gently pulled the reins of the horse and urged the horse to go again. When the two of them couldn't walk more than ten zhang away, a gray-haired old man stepped out of the forest and said leisurely: "Thirty years ago, the Great Chu National Fortune was prosperous. In addition, there is Zhang Xingjian, who does not believe in ghosts and gods and preaches benevolence and righteousness, to assist the Son of Heaven, the country is rising, and he wantonly seals the mountain god Chenghuang, the king is vigorous, and the righteousness is out, and we can't wait for it. But now the king's spirit is gradually declining, scholars and scholars no longer visit the mountains and rivers, hanging the past and nostalgic for the present, the righteousness between the mountains and the wilderness is insufficient, and the evil spirit naturally rises. In addition, the rivers and lakes of Chu are also sinking and powerless, not only those Daomen real Buddhist Bodhisattvas, but also those Jianghu rangers have rarely fought with swords and rivers to eliminate demons and defend the Dao in recent years, but it has given us an opportunity to accumulate strength, great!

"Oh, does the white-headed man really think so?" a young woman suddenly came out of the ground, looked at the old man and asked suspiciously. The old man's expression was no different. He glanced at the woman, but said nothing.

"Didn't Bai Shou Weng see that Wen Zhiliang's sword skill, it was not only a sword to destroy the physical body of the tree demon, but also to cut off the cause and effect of the Heavenly Dao that he had solidified and comprehended for eight hundred years. This cultivation is completely another Zhao Qingfeng. We are still afraid of avoiding it, how can we dare to face Wen Zhiliang. The woman said angrily, glanced at the place where Wen Zhiliang had left, and unconsciously took two steps back.

The old man smiled lightly, he didn't say anything, and glanced at the young man who came out at some point.

The man held a folding fan in his hand, swaggering back and forth, quite a bit of the taste of celebrities and gentlemen swimming in the red water. The man smiled at the woman, he rolled his eyes and said, "Little sister is stupid! Although Wen Zhiliang climbed to the second floor of Fengxiantai, he naturally has great magical powers. But little sister don't forget, he has never been personally sealed by the Great Chu Imperial Court, even if he cultivates enough, he can't get a piece of land luck to add to his body, unless he can climb to the third floor of Feng Xiantai, it is naturally the Golden Immortal Imperial Assistant, even if he doesn't add luck to the demon slashing demon, he can make me wait for my soul to fly away. But he didn't make it to the third floor after all, didn't!"

"What the eldest brother means is that even if I can't wait for him, I can kill him. The woman asked again.

The man stopped talking and bowed slightly.

The old man didn't pay attention to the words of the two, but said with a little admiration and regret: "Zhao Qingfeng, Zhao Qingfeng! Although the old man was impressed by your courage to suppress half of Da Chu alone, the old man still had to say that you were stupid. The old man shook his head lightly, looking embarrassed.