"Hey, Jiang Yu, that sword just now is really handsome!" Yue Si, who successfully entered the mountain, couldn't help but poke Jiang Yu who was walking in front with his hand, and praised the demeanor of the sword just now.

Jiang Yu didn't have the calm appearance he had just now, he snorted lightly in his nose, and the smugness on his face couldn't stop it, so he almost opened his mouth to hum a few small tunes.

"Yo yo yo, I'm just complimenting you a few words, this little tail is about to rise to the sky!" Looking at Jiang Yu's fluttering appearance, Yue Si rushed to Jiang Yu in two or three steps, tiptoed slightly, pinched Jiang Yu's nose with his hand, and began to carry Jiang Yu forward, Jiang Yu could only beg for mercy again and again, and said flatteringly: "If it wasn't for Miss Yue Si to stop that husband just now, I wouldn't have won so easily!"

"Hehe, it's reasonable!" Yue Si let Jiang Yu go and walked forward happily. Jiang Yu behind him looked at Yue Si in front of him with a doting face.

"Hey, look at the road, look at the road. ”

"Oh, I know, are you bothered........ Ah, Jiang Yu! There are bugs! Hurry! Hurry!"

"It's coming, it's coming!

Wang Peiyuan in front of the entrance obviously didn't understand this scene, he sat on the ground and slowed down for a while, Kong Yuanchang had already recorded what had just happened briefly, and sent information to General Wang Pifu in the mountain with a carrier pigeon, looking at Wang Peiyuan, who was supported to the chair by the guards, he sighed silently in his heart, and said comfortingly: "General Wang...... Defeat at the hands of Shushan Sword Immortal is definitely not a shameful thing. ”

Wang Peiyuan still sat on the stool with his head bowed, and kept murmuring: "I'm too weak, too weak, this sword, even if it's a thousand of me here, I can't have the courage to try again......"

In this kung fu, two more people appeared on the trail, both of them were dressed in ordinary Taoist uniforms, and the old Taoist who walked in front of him had more than enough armor, but he was a crane with a childish face, full of energy, and he was also a tiger when he walked, and the middle-aged Taoist priest who followed behind him was not visible or leaky, but his steps were steady, and the aura behind the old man was also extraordinary, and the two came to Kong Yuanchang in a blink of an eye.

Before Kong Yuanchang could ask, the middle-aged Taoist priest behind him had already spoken.

"Wudang, Liu Mufeng, was invited by General Wang Pifu to come to appreciate the treasure. ”

Liu Mufeng, Wudang is in charge! Kong Yuanchang looked at the middle-aged Taoist priest in front of him, guessing whether his identity was true or false, and looking at the kind old Taoist in front of him, he couldn't see any way. looked at Wang Peiyuan, who was sitting next to him.

Wang Peiyuan was also carefully observing the two Taoist priests in front of him, and a sense of déjà vu arose, the danger given to him by these two people was no less than that of the sword immortal of Shushan in Fangcai, I am afraid that it is really from Wudang, especially the old man in front of him, whose breath is almost the same as that of General Wang Pifu.

"The old man is just an old man on Wudang Mountain, don't worry about it. Looking at the person in front of him vaguely testing his breath, the old man smiled, and comforted Wang Peiyuan with kind eyebrows.

Wang Peiyuan basically confirmed the identities of the two, nodded, and said to Kong Yuan beside him: "Please." ”

Sending the two of them into the mountain again, seeing that the two of them did not enter the mountain, Kong Yuanchang breathed a sigh of relief again, and sent two more big Buddhas into the mountain, and at the same time couldn't help but think of the last conversation between him and Wang Pifu that night, and it was also the only question he asked.

"General, do they hold any tokens when they enter the mountain?"

General Wang Pifu's figure in the candlelight suddenly straightened up, and after a few seconds, he still responded to Kong Yuanchang in a flat and hoarse manner.

"Forgot. ”

Although he was in awe of this battlefield god, Kong Yuanchang at this moment still subconsciously clenched his fists and clenched his clenched sound. I can't wait to give two punches to the face of this unstable old man to vent his anger, but fortunately, Wang Peiyuan next to him can't hear Kong Yuanchang's inner monologue at this moment, otherwise the two will definitely have a fierce fight, and at this moment they are still standing side by side, waiting for the arrival of the next one.

Didn't let the two of them wait for a long time, after a while, the figure of an old monk also appeared on the trail in front of the mountain, the age looked much older than the previous old road, the white eyebrows were not carefully combed, drooped in the thick folds of the face, and a pair of cloudy eyes were revealed from a slit squeezed out, and the red robe wrapped in the body was also dyed with a lot of other colors after a long time.

But the two didn't dare to underestimate this old monk at all, and still waited for the old monk to approach, especially Wang Peiyuan, who was very good at cultivation, he couldn't even detect any breath on this old monk, which shows that there are only two situations that happen, one is that the person in front of him is dead and no longer has the vitality of a person, and the other is that this person's cultivation is unfathomable, and it is an existence beyond his reach.

In the first case, then Wang Peiyuan can only think that he is a ghost in the daytime, as for the second type, it is more terrible than seeing a ghost, even in front of General Wang Pifu, he will not feel the existence of breath!

"Kongming Temple. The old monk walked up to the two of them, folded his hands and bowed, and then continued to walk forward on his own.

After the old monk entered the mountain, Wang Peiyuan suddenly began to smile bitterly, shook his head again and again, and thought in his heart that he still underestimated this river and lake, whether it was the young sword immortal who just entered the mountain in the afternoon, or the two Taoist priests and an old monk after that, all of them were above General Wang Pifu.

And Kong Yuanchang didn't have time to feel as emotional as Wang Peiyuan, so he wrote down the situation of the few people who had just entered the mountain on paper and sent it to Wang Pifu in the mountain with a carrier pigeon.

Later, several famous bigwigs on the rivers and lakes entered the mountains one after another, and Wang Peiyuan and Kong Yuanchang also greeted everyone with twelve points of spirit, and at the same time, they also beat a few people who wanted to fish in troubled waters.

The sky was getting darker and darker, and several people from the rivers and lakes who had not been able to get in and heard the wind gathered together, blocking the entrance of the trail tightly, and the Zhennan Army also sent more than 100 soldiers to guard the pass, in case someone took advantage of the chaos to do things, and the two teams of men and horses were also frozen here.

"Borrowed, borrowed!" Suddenly, a crisp and loud voice broke the deadlock, and I saw a handsome young man in his early twenties squeezed in at the entrance of the path, and said with a smile: "Li Xinghe, the young owner of Sword Casting Villa, is invited. ”