Ascending the stairs, there are a total of 777 steps.

Not much, not less.

It is said that it is easy to go up the mountain and difficult to go down.

But if you walk up a stone staircase that stretches straight like this, like a ladder, you may not say such a thing.

The three people who had just gone up the mountain also noticed the two young men who were confronting each other at this time.

Jiang Zhan frowned slightly, and his eyes noticed the cracked inner armor on his son's chest.

Obviously, Jiang Chufeng suffered a loss at the hands of the young man who was now sitting in front of the mountain gate like a sculpture.

Wan Jian let go of the hand on the middle-aged scribe's shoulder, and he also noticed the two people not far in front of him, but he paid more attention to the young man than Jiang Zhanlai.

He naturally knew Jiang Xiaoman, to be precise, he had seen the portrait of a teenager.

At the beginning, Jiang Xiaoman had just stepped out of Vermilion Bird City, and his portrait was secretly spread throughout the borderland, and even in the three states of the north of the borderland.

And those who are qualified to hold the portrait of a young man are all powerful people in the army who hold heavy troops to control one side like Wei Ran, or the master of the Prison Pavilion who is in charge of one side of the rivers and lakes like ten thousand swords.

Even, even the many forces lurking in the Southern Regions on the side of Northern Qin, whether bright or dark, have been arranged early.

This is all thanks to Jiang Xiaoman's father, the Nine Emperors of Great Xia who dominates half of the border armies in the border lands.

'This kid, why did you come to Wutong Temple......

Wan Jian's expression remained unchanged, but his heart gradually became turbulent.

When he saw that Jiang Chufeng's clothes were torn and a little embarrassed at the moment, he couldn't help but make the Jincheng Supervisor Martial Pavilion Master secretly happy.

Looking at the situation, Jiang Xiaoman seemed to have beaten up his cousin.

Jiang Zhan took two steps forward, walked to his son's side, chuckled at the young man in front of the mountain gate, and said, "Little man, what's the matter? Seeing the sixth uncle, he didn't come over to say hello? Also, did Feng'er bully you? You tell the sixth uncle, I'll teach him a lesson!"

The young man who was supposed to be called a cousin by the young man was not very good at this time, his narrow and evil eyes narrowed slightly, looked at Jiang Xiaoman coldly, and said: "My little cousin is not a domineering master who is easy to get along with, he said that we are not allowed to enter the temple today." ”

"Then you can't do anything with your cousin, if you let your ninth uncle know, wouldn't you blame your father?" Jiang Zhan slapped his son's head fiercely, and said angrily: "Xiaoman won't let you enter the temple, naturally there is a reason not to let you enter the temple, won't you ask clearly?"

Jiang Chufeng naturally understood what his father meant, and lowered his head obediently and said, "It's the child who is reckless, and I will apologize to my cousin." ”

I have to say that Jiang Chufeng covered it up very well, he slowly walked in front of Jiang Xiaoman, bowed slightly, and said sincerely: "Cousin, I blame me for being reckless and not making it clear, this time I came to the border because your friend is really a godsend for my brother, and I also ask my cousin to make it convenient, even if I want to meet her." ”

The corners of Jiang Xiaoman's mouth were violent, and he glanced at his cousin with some playfulness, and then glanced at the sixth uncle who was standing not far away and was smiling softly at him at this moment.

He didn't speak, just shook his head.

The meaning is very clear, if you don't let it, you won't let it.

For Miss Xiao, this time it is a catastrophe, how can it be a so-called God-given fate.

There are countless tribulations, and the thunder tribulation is just the most ordinary one for ordinary monks.

The Heavenly Tribulation that the Nine Yin Xuannu had to go through was not an ordinary thunder tribulation.

or get involved in a fight and die under the knife, or be taken away to become a Ding Furnace, or lose relatives and friends around you to block the Dao heart, or first meet a good fate and then lose it.

All these things are calamities in the dark.

Once she steps into cultivation, a woman with the spirit of the Nine Yin Xuannu will inevitably take the road in the future full of all kinds of ups and downs and ruggedness.

Even the only two Nine Yin Xuanwu masters in the world have gone through all kinds of hardships in their early years.

For example, Wu Cong, when the body of the Nine Yin Xuannu first became formed, on the same day, she first lost her daughter and then her beloved son, and became a real loner.

For example, Miyue, not long after slaughtering the Beihai barbarians with one person and one sword, he turned against his biological sister and was assassinated in a water prison for three years, and there was no daylight.

And these are more or less related to the Heavenly Dao Tribulation in the underworld.

Jiang Zhan's face also cooled slightly, looked at Jiang Xiaoman, and asked softly, "Lao Jiu and younger siblings, didn't they teach you what it means to respect your elders?"

Jiang Xiaoman stood up, leaned the gentian silver spear in his hand on the mountain gate, patted the soil behind his buttocks, and then slowly bent down slightly at Jiang Zhan, and arched his hand: "I've seen the sixth uncle." ”

Although he did salute, he did not show the slightest respect.

Jiang Zhan didn't seem to care too much about this, bowed his head slightly, and said with a kind smile: "Xiaoman, I guess your cousin also told you, this time the sixth uncle came to the door with a generous gift to hire him, and he can be regarded as full of sincerity to your friend." In the future, when she and Feng'er become married, they will only be a wife instead of a concubine, and when they become your sister-in-law, wouldn't it be better to kiss and kiss?"

Jiang Xiaoman pursed his lips, looked at Ling Tianhou, who should have been called Sixth Uncle, and said softly, "Dare to ask Sixth Uncle, have you seen that friend of mine?"

Jiang Zhan's face froze slightly, and he said, "This ...... And it didn't ......"

Jiang Xiaoman asked again: "Then dare to ask Sixth Uncle, why do you think that my friend is a cousin's godsend?"

Jiang Zhan was not annoyed, he smiled, and said: "Xiaoman, I don't know if you have heard of Tianjilou? ”

Without waiting for Jiang Xiaoman to speak, Jiang Chufeng, who was standing behind his father, spoke up first: "Little cousin, there is a way that it is better to demolish ten temples than break a marriage, my sister-in-law and I are destined, but I didn't expect you to meet first, this may be the need for you to be the matchmaker to reunite with your sister-in-law." ”

Jiang Zhan also nodded slightly, looked at Jiang Xiaoman and smiled kindly, and said: "Xiaoman, this time your cousin has to meet a good fate, and the sixth uncle has to remember your first merit, and when you turn around, you must talk to Lao Jiu, and let your father praise you." ”

The corners of Jiang Xiaoman's mouth twitched slightly, and he didn't know how to answer.

No wonder Dad said that among the uncles, the eighth uncle is the worst, and the sixth uncle is the most insidious.

This time I came to the border, it was nothing more than that I fell in love with Miss Xiao's body of the Nine Yin Xuannu, and wanted to catch it back as a Ding Furnace, and it was really shameless to say it so high-soundingly.

The young man didn't know about Jiufeng's fate, and only thought that Jiang Zhan came this time to seize Xiao Ying's spiritual rhyme.

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, Jiang Xiaoman couldn't help it, pointed at Jiang Zhan's nose, and said loudly: "I said Sixth Uncle, you said that it was a godsend? Not to mention that my friend already has a heart, even if he doesn't, I can't see where my cousin is worthy of someone!"

When you come back, you just value Miss Xiao is the body of the Nine Yin Xuannu. I might as well tell you, now that Miss Xiao has stepped into cultivation, and she has entered the innate realm, her spiritual charm can no longer be taken away, save you!"

Nine Yin Xuannu?

At this moment, not only Ling Tianhou and his son were stunned, but even Mr. Wen behind him was stunned.

When he came back to his senses, Jiang Zhan turned around, looked at the middle-aged scribe, his expression remained unchanged, and asked softly, "Mr. Yun, is this...... What's going on?"

The phoenix is a fire, and it is a fire-based divine beast that rules the heavens and all the fires like the Vermilion Bird.

And the supreme yin physique of the Nine Yin Xuannu is the ultimate of water.

The woman with the life of the nine phoenixes must be the ultimate physique of fire.

This kind of life will naturally not appear in a woman with the body of a Nine Yin Xuannu.

If the girl surnamed Xiao in Jiang Xiaoman's mouth was the body of the Nine Yin Xuannu, it would definitely not be the person they were looking for!

Although the Nine Yin Xuannu is rare in the world, it is a first-class furnace, but the premise is that she has never stepped into the cultivation of the way to be favored by heaven.

Once you step into the practice, it's like a time bomb, and it will explode every now and then.

The catastrophe is no joke, whoever gets caught in it is unlucky, and if it is not good, it will be blown to pieces.

Jiang Chufeng took two steps back slightly, and glanced at his father cautiously.

Now, even if the girl surnamed Xiao is really willing to follow him, Jiang Chufeng doesn't dare to say anything about God-given fate......

Mr. Yun's face was slightly pale, and his body was very weak.

Even if he was supported by Jiang Zhan and Wan Jian all the way, he still almost exhausted all the strength in his body, and he didn't recover until now.

Like him, he is a prince, but he is so weak.

Perhaps, there will be no second person in the Five Domains.

Mr. Yun smiled bitterly, looked at Jiang Zhan calmly, and asked softly, "Does Master Hou not believe me?"

The heavenly machine is indisolable, full of variables, and it is impossible to watch.

Even if he didn't have to deliberately deduce, he could guess that the woman who was supposed to appear in Wutong Temple with the Nine Phoenixes must have been variables because someone with great luck broke into the cause and effect.

Jiang Zhan's eyes, which were narrower than ordinary people, shrank slightly, chuckled, and said: "Mr. Yun, if you say so, it will be a little tormented by the relationship between our brothers, I can not believe anyone in this world, but I will not believe you!"

The middle-aged scribe nodded, after so many years of getting along, he also knew that Jiang Zhan had always regarded himself as a brother and didn't care.

Mr. Yun lowered his head, thought for a while, and then took out a palm-sized tortoise shell from his arms.

When Jiang Zhan saw it, he didn't know what he was going to do, so he hurriedly stepped forward to stop him: "Brother Yun, don't waste your longevity, it's not worth it!"

I don't know if Ling Tianhou was intentional or unintentional, in short, he was a little bit late.

Before his hand touched the middle-aged scribe's shoulder, a faint white light emerged from the tortoiseshell, forming a ball of light that enveloped Mr. Yun entirely.

In the light cluster, the middle-aged scribe held the tortoise shell lightly, and recited words in his mouth.

As a result, his black hair, which was already not much, turned completely white at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then turned from white to gray and lost its luster.

Ling Tianhou had a look of annoyance, his eyes flickered, and his mouth kept repeating: "Brother Yun, it's not worth it, it's not worth it!"

"My life was saved by Hou Ye, and Hou Ye has never treated me as a slave over the years, so it's not worth it. After a long while, the faint glow on the middle-aged scribe's body slowly dissipated in the heavens and the earth, and when he opened his eyes, Mr. Yun smiled weakly and said, "That girl surnamed Xiao is indeed not the life of Jiufeng. ”

At this time, Mr. Wen did not seem to be in the prime of life at all, his hair color was gray, even the corners of his eyes were covered with layers of wrinkles, and his eyes were cloudy.

Obviously, after some deduction, he lost a lot of Shouyuan that he didn't have much left.

After this trip to the borderlands, within a year, the life of the middle-aged scribe will inevitably dry up completely.

At that time, it means that Mr. Yun's life has come to an end.

Jiang Zhan's mind moved, and asked, "What about ......?"

Taking a deep look at the man who had been commensurate with his brother for nearly twenty years, Mr. Yun suddenly remembered the first time the two met when they were young.

Although more than ten years have passed, he can still remember it clearly.

That year, he was removed from Tianjilou, and was forced to die by the enemy who chased him all the way from the Middle Domain.

He thought that he would inevitably live and die, but he met Jiang Zhan and was rescued by him.

At that time, he didn't know that Jiang Zhan's identity would be the prince of the Great Xia Dynasty in the Southern Regions, and the two had a good conversation.

After learning of the blood feud he carried, Jiang Zhan, who had not yet become Ling Tianhou, sent all the guards in the mansion and let him lead him all the way back to the Central Domain from the Southern Regions, stabbing all the enemies.

Of course, the price paid is also extremely tragic.

In order to avenge him, the masters of the Six Princes' Mansion were almost lost, and there was not one out of ten.

On that day, he had a great revenge and knelt down in front of Jiang Zhan, crying silently.

This middle-aged scribe, whose real name is Yun Xiao, was once given the nickname 'Jair' by many brothers and sisters.

Jairus, this mythical beast in ancient mythology, has a strong personality, is brave and good at fighting, bloodthirsty and murderous, but it is really like the cloud owl when he was young.

Perhaps it is precisely because of this character that is too clear about grievances and grievances that Yun Xiao has been disliked by his brothers since he was a child.

So much so that when he finally made a big mistake and was removed from Tianjilou, except for his closest senior brother, no one pleaded for him.

What is a squint?

The grace of a drop of water is reciprocated by a spring. The hatred of the heart should be repaid by splashing blood.

At the beginning, the senior brother ignored many obstacles and protected him from being abolished.

So later, he got revenge, and after learning that the only son of the senior brother went mad because of his practice, his meridians were exhausted, and he entered the forbidden land of the Western Regions alone and died for nine lifetimes, and found the world's miracle medicine and nine life flowers.

This is Jairus!

The grace of a drop of water is reciprocated by a spring.

The grace of dripping springs should be repaid for a lifetime!

People, the most important thing is to know gratitude.

Some kindness is greater than heaven, such as the grace of parents to give birth to and raise people, the second is like the grace of teachers and apprentices, and the third is like the grace of recreation in the realm of death.

If you say that the elder brother and his kindness can be repaid with nine life flowers.

Then, Jiang Zhan and his kindness can only be repaid with his life.

Now that we are ready to repay death for nothing, there is nothing to worry about now.

At least, this trip to Wutong Temple, if Chu Feng's child can get a woman with the Nine Phoenixes as his wife, the future can be supreme.

Even if he dies immediately, he will not leave any regrets.

Fortunately, there is still plenty of time left for him, and there is still one year, which is enough for him to do a lot of things.

"The pear blossoms are gone, and the city is falling in half a moment. Xun rises and falls, Xun stops raining. I have to meet a beautiful woman, I am Chang'an. Fengqi sycamore, Buddha in front of the epiphany. ”

After calming down, this middle-aged scribe whose real name was Yun Xiao read the proverb lightly.

Then, he looked at Jiang Xiaoman, and slowly spoke: "That woman is still in Wutong Temple." ”