Seeing the four people wielding swords rushing towards him, Lu Bei's face was light, and he sneered in his heart: "Do you bully less with more?" Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"Friend Lu, I'm here to help you. ”

A long howl sounded, but it was the young man who saw that Lu Bei was besieged by four people, so he no longer sat idly by, and drew his sword to help.

Lu Bei and the young man surnamed Na Ji are both masters of swordsmanship, although the young man's shoulder is injured, but the sword light is strong, and he can still be indistinguishable from Lu Bei.

The sword light waved, and the light illuminated the mountain temple almost the same day, and after a while, a few muffled snorts sounded, and the situation in the field was clear.

I saw that there were already two corpses at Lu Bei's feet, and their throats were cut by a sharp sword. Not far away, there were also two corpses behind the young man surnamed Ji who were half-kneeling on the ground, with a blood hole in the center of their eyebrows, bleeding nonstop.

Lu Bei lightly glanced at the bloody hole in the center of the corpse's eyebrows, and thought in his heart: "How hard is the eyebrow bone of a person, it was pierced by a sword, this young man, his wrist strength is not small. ”

In fact, these Lu Bei can also do it, but firstly, it consumes physical strength, and secondly, the requirements for accuracy are too high, and it takes more mental thought, so Lu Bei kills people and has always pierced his throat with a sharp sword.

As for piercing the chest, don't you hear that the direction of some people's hearts is different from ordinary people?

The young man surnamed Ji also secretly admired Lu Bei's swordsmanship, and just now he saw Lu Bei draw his sword and kill one person first, although he was a little surprised in his heart, he only thought that Lu Bei's sword speed was faster.

And just now, Lu Bei was besieged by two people from different directions, and he was still able to kill the two of them, and at this time he saw the true color.

Footwork, eyesight, and swordsmanship are all at the level that only exist after decades of immersion in this way, but this young man looks only the same age as his little sister, why does he have such a good swordsmanship?

The young man suppressed the doubts in his heart, and saw Lu Bei carrying a sword, with a murderous intent, and went straight to the middle-aged Confucian student.

A sword with a frosty and bloody aura went towards the middle-aged Confucian student, whose face was full of panic, but Lu Bei could clearly see that there was no trace of fear in his eyes.

When the tip of the sword was about to die, the middle-aged Confucian sneered, took out a gold-bone steel fan from his waist, and blocked it in front of him.

"Dangchang" The sound of gold and iron clashing sounded, clicking...... The sword in Lu Bei's hand that he bought with two taels of silver was unbearable after all, and he died after all.

After this delay, the fan in the hands of the middle-aged Confucian slashed towards Lu Bei's throat.

The fan bone is made of gold and jade, which can be described as hard, and the fan surface is made of stainless steel, which is extremely sharp, and a chill, like a fine needle of cow hair, pierces the skin of Lu Bei's throat.

Lu Bei shook his head, dodged this fatal blow, and retreated sharply, while abandoning the sword on the ground with his right hand, and said coldly in his mouth: "Sure enough, it is hidden deep enough." ”

Lu Bei retreated into the distance, and when he saw that the middle-aged Confucian did not pursue, his heart was very different.

In a blink of an eye, the young man surnamed Na Ji was standing motionless, as if nothing happened.

Lu Bei's expression was cold, and he was about to say something.

The middle-aged Confucian clasped his hands into fists and said, "Little brother, move slowly, Song has something to say." ”

Lu Bei restrained his emotions, and suddenly saw that the young man surnamed Ji was also very tidy, as if he had expected it.

Lu Bei's heart moved, and he asked in a low voice, "What's the matter?"

The middle-aged Confucian said softly: "Little brother, don't get me wrong, it's not the same way as the Qingzhu Gang." ”

Lu Bei's suspicion on his face did not decrease in the slightest, and he was secretly wary in his heart.

At this time, the young man surnamed Ji also spoke: "Brother Lu, what Leader Song said is true, Ji can testify." ”

The young man surnamed Ji said in a deep voice: "The two brothers and sisters of Ji were harmed by the young gang leader of the Qingzhu Gang, and they were able to escape from home, thanks to the Song leader who reported the news in advance. ”

In fact, although Ji didn't know what the purpose of this Song leader was, he also knew that since he had helped him many times, there must be important things to explain to Ji. Ji Ling said in a deep voice.

When Lu Bei heard this, he showed a look of interest and said, "Oh, Lu is willing to hear about it." ”

The young man surnamed Ji did not answer Lu Bei's question directly, but asked out loud: "Three months ago, a vision of a giant holding a cadre and beating a drum to fight the sky suddenly appeared in Shudi, did Brother Tai ever know?"

Three months ago, I was fucking fighting a war in a small African country, where did I know any vision?

This thought flashed in his heart, and Lu Bei immediately showed a clear look and said, "What's the matter, but is there anything strange?"

The young man surnamed Ji asked this just to provoke the conversation, and did not study the change in Lu Bei's expression in detail.

"Three months ago, in the realm of Changyang Mountain in Shudi, there was a vision of a giant holding a dry qi and beating drums to fight the sky. But soon, a beautiful and magnificent white jade gate fell from the Nine Heavens, suppressing the vision. Although he was just following the scenes in his memory, Ji Ling also had an irrepressible flush on his face.

Lu Bei no longer urged, and quietly listened to the young man surnamed Ji tell the story.

Ji Ling took a deep breath and said with a high spirit: "On that day, the immortal monks and others in the land of Bashu were all alarmed, and they all rushed to the green and white jade gate with the light of escape. ”

When Ji Ling said this, his eyes were already leisurely and silent.

At this time, the middle-aged Confucian took over and said: "Finally, someone unintentionally transmitted the words of the immortals, and the stone gate of green and white jade formed a cave world in a radius of three thousand miles in Changyang Mountain. ”

All warriors can enter it and obtain treasure opportunities.

Someone got a thousand-year-old elixir in the cave, and after taking it, he lost weight and rejuvenated.

Someone was in it, got a piece of broken jade, and after reading it, he found that it was actually a method of cultivating immortals, and he embarked on the path of immortals.

Others got ...... in it

"Then someone died inside?" Lu Bei suddenly interrupted.

Hearing this kind of old-fashioned drama of the Immortal Cave Mansion, leaving the opportunity to wait for future generations, Lu Bei was actually powerless to complain.

The middle-aged Confucian was interrupted by Lu Bei, and the embarrassment on his face flashed, but he still said slowly: "What a rare opportunity, there is naturally a fight in the cave. ”

The middle-aged Confucian didn't know what Lu Bei's attitude was, but he still continued: "The old gang leader of the Qingzhu Gang followed the crowd and entered it. But for some reason, after March, there was no news. If it weren't for an old immortal in Qingcheng Mountain who used divination to calculate that the old gang leader was still alive, I'm afraid the Qingzhu Gang would have been in chaos a long time ago. ”

The middle-aged Confucian closed the fan at this time and sighed.

Ji Ling gritted his teeth and said: "Half a month ago, the young gang leader of the Qingzhu Gang took a group of people to Changyang Mountain to look for Lin Lao's gang leader. ”

Although more than a month has passed, Ji Ling thought that he was sitting at home behind closed doors, and the disaster came from the sky, and he was chased and killed by the Qingzhu Gang all the way, like a lost dog, his eyes were full of bloodshots, and it was difficult to suppress his anger.

Even looking at the middle-aged Confucian student's eyes, he was not good.

The middle-aged Confucian smiled bitterly and said, "Brother Ji, you know, there is no affiliation with the leader of the Qingzhu Gang. ”

"If it weren't for that, Ji Mouyan would have spared your life. Ji Ling's face was indifferent.

Listening to the narration of the two, Lu Bei somewhat understood the cause and effect of the matter.

At this time, the middle-aged Confucian said: "When Song was wandering the rivers and lakes three years ago, he was once calculated by a warlock, and there can be an immortal fate in the land of Bashu in this life, so Song entered the land of Shu and was willing to lie dormant under the Qingzhu Gang and be a leader. ”

Lu Bei asked, "What does Leader Song mean?"

Song Yun smiled lightly: "Song Mou actually entered the Cave Heaven World a month ago. ”

"What?" Ji Ling looked at Song Yun with some surprise.

Song Yun said regretfully: "It's a pity that I only entered the first city, Baining City." There are thousands of martial artists gathered inside, and there are no good things left for a long time. ”

"And at the edge of the entrance of the second city, Chixiao City, there are many fierce beasts raging, and people who are not idle can deal with them. Therefore, Song could only retreat back. Song Yun said helplessly.

According to the words of the immortals who entered, a verse about the cave sky.

"Bai Yujing in the sky, five cities on the twelfth floor. ”

Hearing this, all the confusion in Lu Bei's heart was solved at once.