Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Dust Is Unsettled

If the person in the sword ruins is dead, then this blackwater lake is the best place for him to be buried.

The sword immortals didn't use their true qi, they all relied on their own physical strength, and used boulders and broken swords to build a huge tomb in the lake. In another hundred years, when grass trees grow on the grave and birds nest in the mound, it will be a high mountain.

After everyone put on a plain dress, Zhao Juejiang said slowly: "Open the mountain gate and welcome guests." ”

Outside the sword ruins, there are no less than tens of thousands of people waiting for the rivers and lakes.

In addition to the large and small sects in the northern land, even the southern Daonan School Palace, Canghan Temple, Wudang Qundao, and Wuyamen ...... People came to mourn.

The old sword master Zhao Tan has acted openly and uprightly all his life, serving the country and the people, and is really a model in the world.

The mourning hall of the old sword master is located on the Camellia Peak where he lived when he was young, and the flow of people is like a long dragon, slowly hovering over the Camellia Peak.

The nine sword masters and the two sides of the Camellia Peak Hall ushered in the send-off, and the incense was swirling, and they saw Zhang Qiqi's face.

After three days, the people who came to mourn gradually dispersed.

Before everyone left, Zhao Juejiang held a discussion meeting with the leaders of various factions. said that it was about the Tao, but in fact it was talking about the reappearance of the Tao and the Tao. Yafei Dao made a big fuss in the sword ruins this time and destroyed the mountain and river giant sword, which shows that its strength has recovered a lot. At the meeting, Master Hui Zheng, the abbot of Shaolin Temple, talked about the mysterious figure who robbed Yafei Dao in Shaolin. In fact, decades ago, when the mysterious figure attacked the Shaolin Temple, this murder of the sword ruins has been revealed. Later, from the Mo family to Shaolin, its fangs were hideous, and they were revealed step by step.

Hearing what Master Hui Tribulation said, everyone present sighed secretly, if this is the case, then the mysterious person is even more harmful than Yafeidao. This person's mind and strength are top-notch, and if you don't get rid of this person early, the consequences will be unimaginable. Let's ask, can today's rivers and lakes block the two teeth?

Regarding the identity of this person, Zhao Juejiang has his own conjecture, listening to the description of Master Hui Zheng, that person is obviously not an old man. Every move of a sword cultivator will bring a bit of sharpness, let alone fighting with others. And the person in the mouth of Master Hui Zheng obviously does not have half of the sword qi on his body, maybe Lao Li'er is also a chess piece in the man's hand for him to drive.

Zhao Juejiang said: "It's useless to sit here and discuss, and after we disperse, we will send more people to the rivers and lakes to explore the clues." I don't believe that after he robbed Ya Fei Dao, he would not make a single move. On the ninth day of the seventh month, when the Hundred Flowers Festival is held, we will gather again in Yanlin to discuss a countermeasure. What do you think, Uncle Tai?"

"Uncle Tai, Dean!"

Uncle Tai came back to his senses and said a rude to Zhao Juejiang.

Zhao Juejiang frowned and said, "I see that Uncle Tai is absent-minded, could it be that he has already thought of a countermeasure?"

Uncle Tai smiled bitterly: "Where do I have any countermeasures." ”

Zhao Juejiang was even more unhappy when he heard this, and he said with a slight reprimand: "Now that you are the head of Beimang Confucianism, how can you be so confused. ”

Uncle Tai sighed tirely and said, "The lesson of the sword master is that I am just thinking about what to do if that mysterious person is a Liao person." ”

Uncle Tai was tired of saying this, and he had a bit of a word to wake up the people in his dream.

Everyone thought about it in their hearts, and they only thought that the mysterious person was a person from the Great Song Dynasty at first, so they thought about it. Now that the Great Song Dynasty has collapsed, the Liao people who have benefited the most. In this way, it is very likely that the mysterious person is the Liao people. If he is from Liao, it will be even more difficult to find him. Let's not talk about it, will he still appear in Beimang. Just saying that he can stir up such a storm in the Beimang rivers and lakes, then his status in the Liao State is extraordinary. Then Zhao Juejiang and they are not only facing individuals, but the entire Daliao Temple.

Everyone was silent, Zhao Juejiang saw everyone's concerns, he stroked his beard, and said in a firm tone: "No matter who the opponent is, you should remember that my generation is the Great Song Erlang! Although my generation does not talk about protecting the family and defending the country, we need to talk about hoeing and punishing evil. ”

When everyone heard this, their spirits were lifted. Although they have been rolling in the rivers and lakes for many years, they have already achieved fame, but they have lost some blood.

In the end, everyone decided on a strategy. In addition to the various sects and factions to investigate the clues on the rivers and lakes, Uncle Tai also wants to mobilize the power of the academy in the Beimang officialdom to explore the future movements of the Liao State.

Before everyone dispersed, Master Hui Zheng asked Zhao Juejiang again: "Is the Lord of the Sword Ruins available?"

Everyone was quite puzzled when they heard this, in their opinion, Zhao Juejiang was the next master of the sword ruins after the old sword master, and they didn't know why Master Hui Zheng had asked.

Although Master Hui Zheng didn't know that the old sword master had passed the sword ruins to Wen Ruoyun, he just noticed that Zhao Juejiang had been sitting in front of everyone in the middle. And the real Lord of the Sword Ruins has to sit, to the right.

Zhao Juejiang replied: "The candidate for the master of the contemporary sword ruins, the old sword master has already arranged it before his death, but he has been in retreat and cultivation for the past few days, so it is inconvenient to meet with you. ”

In fact, Wen Ruoyun was not cultivating in retreat, but the others were no longer in the Sword Ruins. Three days ago, taking advantage of the crowd, Wen Ruoyun sneaked out of the sword ruins by herself. Now although the sword ruins have no mountains and rivers giant sword, they are still the leaders of the rivers and lakes. If Zhao Juejiang told everyone about Wen Ruoyun, I don't know how they would feel.

......

From the river to the lake, the young man. Turn around and wear a sword, and make a killing weapon.

Since the rivers in the north and south burst their banks, the fields have been starved and the displaced people have been lost. The first time I saw this scene, I might be sad and unbearable, but when I saw too much, people became numb.

It's dark and the moon is full. The wind is light and the clouds are light.

A flat boat, crashing into the shore, swayed and barely stopped. A boy jumped out of the boat, took out a few pieces of bread from his arms and threw them to the boatman, then turned away. Who would have imagined that overnight, this dry food would be more valuable than silver.

As he walked, the boy tossed aside the corpse that was blocking the way with the sword in his hand. He was like a dead dog or a rotten fish, and the young man's expression was cold and unmoved.

The boy was going to a small town called Badger's Mouth.

The town was long gone, empty. But looking at the messy footsteps on the ground, it is not difficult to think that this town used to be prosperous.

The boy didn't care, he searched from house to house, as if he was looking for someone.

It's only been half an hour, and we've already passed half the journey.

Before the boy stopped in front of a large house, a faint edge shrouded the courtyard.

The boy knew, and he had found it.

The boy pushed open the door and walked in, greeted by a flying sword. The boy took out his sword and threw it aside. This one doesn't have much strength, like the strength of a doll.

"If you can find here, you're amazing, hehe. ”

The old man with his hands behind his back walked out of the lobby, and he looked at the young man with some admiration in his eyes.

The young man said lightly: "If I can't even find this place, then I won't become a fool even more stupid than you." ”

The old man smiled and said, "You want to kill me, but you haven't done it yet." ”

The young man said disdainfully: "According to the old rules, take a gamble." You lose, come with me. If I lose, I'll leave the head behind. ”

"Interesting, bet on what. ”

"Bet on whose sword is fast. ”

"You can't compare to me. ”

"I know. ”

"But you still have to compare. ”

"Not bad. The boy smiled, and he pointed to his chest and said, "Let's see whose sword is stuck here first." With that, the boy made a sudden move.

The boy had already thought of this countermeasure before he came here.

The old man is light, and the young man's sword is certainly fast. But in his eyes, it was still slow to the extreme.

While!

A piece of wood knocked the sword in the boy's hand and pressed against his chest.

The boy quietly grabbed the firewood and threw it on the ground, then picked up the sword and put it back in its sheath.

"Do you cut off my head, or do I do it myself. ”

The old man smiled: "Of course, the things I won back have to be done by myself to enjoy it." The old man paused for a moment and then said, "But I don't want to kill you yet, get out." ”

The boy was silent and stood in the courtyard.

The old man said lightly: "It's time to go, this place is not stable." ”

As the old man spoke, an unkempt young man walked out of the lobby.

It seems that the sword that the boy stabbed at him when he came in was the one that the boy had fired.

The old man and the short boy walked side by side to the courtyard, and the boy turned to follow.

The short boy suddenly turned around and glared at the boy fiercely.

The old man patted the short boy on the shoulder and said, "Leave him alone." ”

The short boy was like a small tiger, but he listened to the old man.

The boy couldn't help but ask, "When did you also shoot Hanako?" ”

The old man sneered: "This is the son of an old friend. ”

Old friends: The young man did not believe that the old man would have friends.

But no matter who you are, there will always be friends, whether it's mentors or friends, or fox friends and dog friends. Living alone in the world, it always seems lonely.

Although the young man did not believe that the old man had friends, he used to think that he was the only friend of the old man.

The trio wandered strangely and aimlessly.

The old man didn't know where he was going, he just wanted to find a place where he could feel at ease.

After walking for a long time, the old man stopped in front of a large luxuriant elm tree.

"Go, go and collect some hay, and sleep here tonight. ”

Hearing this, the short boy walked forward.

After a while, the short boy came back with a large bundle of hay. He used the ground to make two beds out of hay, one for the old man and one for himself.

But just as he was about to lie down, he was kicked away by a standing boy. The short boy rolled on the spot, his eyes split, and he still held a stone in his hand, glaring at the boy who had just kicked him away.

Suddenly, the short boy grabbed the stone and threw it at the boy's head.

The old man did not stop him, but watched the two teenagers fight with amusement.

Boom!

Within ten moves, the short boy was kicked to the ground again.

"Here, I slept warmly. ”

The old man smiled and said, "Interesting." ”

Since then, there have been quite interesting three people in the land of Beimang.

An old man with a red nose, a handsome young man, and a sluggish boy who can't wake up all day long.