Huilong Pavilion, a pavilion at the foot of Yunya Mountain, the pavilion is two stories high, some broken pavilion edges, and the pavilion pillars that have been colorful and scarred all over the body, all tell the world its age, the more brilliant is that this pavilion is in the rainy season, it has never leaked rain, but there is occasional infiltration, so it is also talked about by passers-by who pass by here to avoid the rain or enjoy the scenery.

This dragon pavilion has a long history, there are a lot of stories and legends, the most widely spread is that this dragon pavilion is built by the gods on the cloud cliff mountain, because the cloud cliff mountain is towering, the gods on the mountain pity the people who come to worship, so the dragon pavilion is much larger than the general pavilion, for pedestrians to rest.

At this time, the Huilong Pavilion, in this increasingly heavy rain, has become a treasure land, those martial arts colleagues who came to participate in the Flying Star Villa Golden Basin Handwashing Ceremony, the first group of people have taken refuge in this Huilong Pavilion, divided into several groups of three or two, among which are the two very interesting old men.

"What the hell, it's still the morning sun when I go out of the city, and it's raining this time, it's really as fickle as a girl!"

Maybe it was the last sentence that annoyed people, attracting several pairs of big whites, but there were a few female dependents.

"Uh... Hehe, Lao Ma, I'm just a rammer, I'm not talking about a few fairies, but what do you say about Lao Ma, but what I said is not?" The big man may feel that the atmosphere is a little wrong, and he looked at it carefully and grinned, not feeling embarrassed at all.

There was silence in the pavilion for a while, many people know this big man who speaks, the guillotine knife is sloppy, and he is also well-known in the rivers and lakes, even if the real skills are average, in addition to the unknown knife technique that greets the neck, he must also add his name, sloppy, sometimes it is really sloppy.

The weather is indeed a little more changeable.

There are follow-up pedestrians one after another, but also squeezed into this slightly crowded pavilion, acquaintances will hug each other's fists, greeting for a while, the sky is still dense clouds, it seems that the rain will not stop for a while.

At this time, the pavilion pillar that the big man was leaning against had been surrounded by three people, and although the other two didn't want to get close to this raunchy big horse, it was indeed a little crowded, and there was not much place to stay.

"Hey, I said, I've been here for a while, why haven't you seen anyone go up to the second floor?" Ma looked around, his eyes deliberately stayed on Ling Su, the second elder of Wenjian Pavilion, and Ge Jinxiong, the third hall master of Jinlong Hall, for a few more moments, and his eyes seemed to say, why don't you go up with such a high status.

The two who were sloppily watched turned a blind eye and were unmoved. Wen Jian Pavilion and Jin Long Tang are extremely powerful in the area of Longlin City, and Ling Su and Ge Jinxiong, who are sloppily watched, are both well-known martial arts masters.

However, sloppy words still had some effect, not far from the steps of the second floor, two inconspicuous old men glanced at each other and walked towards the stairs on the second floor.

The rest of the people on the first floor also looked towards the two of them, and the people who could be invited by the Flying Star Villa and could come to participate in the ceremony were not fools, although they couldn't guess why no one went up to the second floor, but no one was the first to eat crabs, and at this time, there were other people who were willing to try, so they naturally wanted to see what was going on.

The process was easier than everyone imagined, the two old men walked very slowly and smoothly step by step, there were not many steps, but it seemed like a few hours, until the figures of the two disappeared completely.

What does this mean, most people didn't understand, but fortunately, someone solved their doubts, it was Ling Su, the second elder of the Wenjian Pavilion.

"The two old-timers who just went up may know each other, and some don't, but thinking of going to the second floor of the friend, the old man advises you not to have this idea, unless you recognize yourself to compare with those two seniors. ”

The words don't have much emotion, they just speak very plainly.

"Elder Ling, I don't know if you can tell the identities of those two seniors?" The middle-aged man in his forties had a sincere face and hugged his fist towards Ling Su.

The old man only knew one of them, but the other had already guessed. Ling Su paused when he said this, looked at the curiosity and doubt in the eyes of the people around him, and spoke again.

"I don't know if you have heard a verse on the rivers and lakes, "Reverse the chaos of the stars and the flying star sword, pointing to the immortal in the chess of the sky", the first half of this flying star sword must be familiar to everyone, it is the gathering of everyone to witness the golden basin of the flying star sword Li seniors, and the second half of the sentence refers to the chess immortal Fang Dingtianfang old-timers who are as famous as Li seniors, and they have created their own stunts to set the sky fingers, and they are famous in the rivers and lakes. And Old Fang is one of the two who went upstairs before!"

"Hiss......" Hearing this, they all gasped.

"I'll be obedient, I'll still squeeze my old horse on this floor, but Senior Ling, why didn't Senior Fang go up to the second floor before?"

Although Ling Su didn't treat Ma Hu very much, he was silent for a moment and still said:

"The old man has a geographical advantage, and he came a little earlier than your colleagues, as for the previous matter, the old man is not clear, but when the old man arrived here, Yun Ruoqing, the deputy valley master of Longfeng Valley, the head of the three major factions in the south of the Yangtze River, had just gone upstairs..."

After Ling Su finished speaking, the entire first floor suddenly lost its voice, and only the raindrops were still there. Although I don't know any Cloud Deputy Valley Lord, it is enough to explain why no one goes upstairs, or does not go upstairs easily. At the same time, he couldn't help but secretly sigh that Li Yinglou's old predecessor had a big face, and he actually alarmed the deputy valley master of Longfeng Valley.

Time is willful and wantonly galloping, and God has finished swaying that sorrow, the clouds are gone, and the sky will be clear.

The people who had been delayed for a long time moved forward again, but the woman in a light white dress was not on the same path as them, and went on the road alone.

Maybe it's because everyone knows their identities, the two old men are in front, and the rest are consciously behind, not daring to overstep, and these two old men are the sad old man "stinky chess basket" and his old friend "old drunkard", and the sad old man is obviously the chess immortal Fang Dingtian who Ling Su said.

"Old drunkard, you said that no one here can recognize you" Fang Dingtian arched his shoulders and arched the "old drunkard" who frowned beside him.

The "old drunkard" did not respond, but snorted and frowned.

"No, it smells of blood"

As he drank low, his body had already flown out and flew forward.

Fang Dingtian was slightly stunned and did not hesitate, he also performed light skills and flew forward.

As the two of them moved forward, a sense of foreboding rose in their hearts, and they saw that the mountain stream where the rain gathered and flowed had not yet subsided, and the blood stream, which was dark red mixed with weeds, was flowing down the mountain.

On both sides of the mountain road leading directly to the gate of Feixing Mountain Villa, the green of the turf could no longer hide the penetration of blood and water, making the martial arts fellow martial arts who found the situation behind them stand on end.

How many people would have to die before this scene of rivers of blood flowing and dyeing red cloud cliffs was formed, after all, this place is still some distance from the main gate of the villa.

"Li San'er!" a terrible roar pierced the sky.