Chapter Seventy-Five: There are six old soldiers left in the Northwest

Zhang Yi remembered that the master once said that Jiuyuan City is just a small place, there is Wei State outside Jiuyuan City, and there is Middle Earth outside Wei State, and calling the king and hegemonic in Jiuyuan City is tantamount to sitting in a well and watching the sky, you think that many so-called "strong dragons across the river" are planted in Jiuyuan City, but in fact, those who are planted in Jiuyuan City are not considered to be Jianglong, those real big people will not stay in this small Jiuyuan City, and sweeping Jiuyuan City is just a matter of a snap of a finger.

He originally thought that Master's words were all exaggerations, even if Jiuyuan City was not as good as the Xuandu of Daomen, it was not much different from what Jiangdu and Imperial Capital, at that time the master said that he was a frog at the bottom of the well, and he was not convinced, but today he knew that what the master said was really not half false, and he was indeed sitting in the well and watching the sky.

If it is according to Zhang Yi's previous temperament, no matter what kind of king you are, it's a big deal to go back and call people, and he doesn't do less to bully less, but today this person is different, and he is really a little scared, not only did he not dare to act rashly, but after thinking for a while, he decided to tell the master about it first.

Zhang Yi's master is also surnamed Zhang, with a single name and a show character, his name is literary and elegant, and he is also delicate, even if he is now old and has gray hair, he can still vaguely see the delicate appearance of his youth, but this old man has experienced countless thrilling battles in the past few decades, and his hands are stained with countless blood, which is a ruthless character who wades in the blood.

In the huge mansion in the west of the city, Zhang Xiuzheng was sitting in front of the bookcase, stroking a saber that was already old, because this saber had experienced too many battles, the blade was full of gaps, and it was almost broken, and it could no longer fight with people. Zhang Xiu's fingers gently stroked the jagged gap on the blade, and sighed heavily, the old brothers left one by one, and this old guy who accompanied him to kill countless people was also dying.

Among the dozen or so old brothers back then, he was the youngest, ranked thirteenth, known as the desperate thirteen lang, but now the old and old, the dead died, first the fifth brother who had been bedridden for many years went, and then the seventh brother who was secretly injured, and then the second brother practiced and went mad and burned himself to death, almost at the same time, the eleventh and twelfth died one after another under the conspiracy of others, and under the repeated blows, the eldest brother was angry and angry, and he swallowed his breath, and now there is only the third brother, the fourth brother, the eighth brother, the ninth brother, the tenth brother, plus his old thirteen, a total of six people。

Fortunately, the third brother set foot in the realm of immortals last year, which was very shocking to a group of young people, plus he and the fourth brother, the martial artists at the peak of the immortals, helped from the side, so that this huge mansion would not really be weakened, and it could be regarded as barely maintaining.

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I just don't know how long it can last, if these old guys are gone, can those young people still take the lead?

Zhang Yi came to the outside of the master's study, knocked on the door twice and then pushed the door directly, he has always been very arrogant, and the master Zhang Xiu spoiled him again, almost treating him as half a son, so he never paid attention to anything.

Zhang Xiu saw this disciple who was brought up by himself, and his mood improved a little, but his face still sank, and he raised his eyelids, "Say, what trouble is happening again?"

Zhang Yi hesitated and said, "Master, I encountered a strange incident today. ”

Zhang Xiu raised his eyebrows, he knew the temperament of his apprentice best, he had always been the first and second of God, he could make him show this expression, thinking that he had really encountered something terrible, and couldn't help asking, "What's the matter?"

Zhang Yi hurriedly said a rough overview of the experience just now, and after Zhang Xiu heard it, he frowned and said: "This seems to be the Sword Sect's peerless sword, after all, the Wei State was once the territory of the Sword Sect, and it would not be surprising if you met someone with the Sword Sect's peerless knowledge." ”

Zhang Xiudao: "Master, I inquired just now, this person is not from Wei, he came from the Central Plains with an accent, and he just entered the city today. ”

"Central Plains?" Zhang Xiu's face was a little solemn, and he muttered to himself: "With the sword in the pupil, is it really from the Sword Sect?" But what are the people of the Sword Sect doing when they come to our Jiuyuan City, if they want to go, they should also go to Biyou Island. ”

Since the Sword Sect expelled the Jiangnan Daomen and took the Taoist Workshop into the bag, its reputation has been greatly enhanced, and it has the undisguised support of the imperial court, and it has the posture of showing the atmosphere of Zhongxing, even the Wei State has heard of it, and now everyone is speculating when the famous Xu Gongzi will lead the Sword Sect to recapture the 36 islands in the East China Sea.

Hearing the words "Biyou Island", Zhang Yi's eyes lit up and asked, "Is that the place where the treasure of the Sword Sect is rumored to be hidden?"

Zhang Xiu's face sank, "I don't know if there is a so-called Sword Sect treasure on Biyou Island, but I know that there is a Daomen great real person stationed on Biyou Island for many years, and a small thief like you can be crushed to death with one finger, so don't do any crooked thoughts that you shouldn't have." ”

Zhang Yi was taken aback by the master's solemn tone, and hurriedly responded: "The apprentice knows the severity. ”

Zhang Xiu sighed helplessly.

If you want to gain a foothold in Jiuyuan City, either as they did before, more than a dozen masters of the Human Immortal Realm and the Ghost Immortal Realm work together, or like now, there is an Earth Immortal Realm monk who is personally in charge, they didn't think about it when they were young to take root in Jiuyuan City, and they didn't think about any inheritance, but now that they are old, they think about it again, but it's too late, even if Zhang Yi is the best of the younger generation, he has just touched the threshold of the Ghost Immortal Realm, and when he sets foot in the Earth Immortal Realm, it will take more than thirty years at the earliest, can they wait until that time?

On the other hand, the Garan Temple outside the city, over the years, has recruited a wide range of disciples, among which there are many talented young people, who have invested a lot of manpower and material resources to cultivate and support, and when those young people grow up, it is time for these old guys to leave, at that time, this Jiuyuan City is really the world of the Garan Temple, and even this mansion cannot escape the end of changing hands.

Thinking of this, how can Zhang Xiu not be worried?

Zhang Xiu said softly: "In recent years, the official government of Wei has been pressing step by step, and our life has become more and more difficult, the newly appointed city lord has been provoking several times, although he has been blocked by your four masters, but look at that posture, eighty percent will not give up easily, and now your three masters say that they should be obscure, don't provoke right and wrong for no reason, if they are caught by the government, it will inevitably be another turmoil." ”

Zhang Yi was immediately annoyed when he heard this: "Who gave this bullshit city lord the guts? Master, you are desperate for thirteen langs, you can bear this?"

Zhang Xiu frowned and reprimanded: "Who gave him the guts? Naturally, it was the guts that King Wei gave him! Do you think you should bear it?"

Zhang Yi, who was furious, suddenly became dumbfounded, "Since you ...... Since it is His Royal Highness the King of Wei, it is natural to endure and endure. ”

Zhang Xiu snorted heavily, and ordered: "Don't make trouble everywhere these days, pick up your tail and be honest, especially at this time, if you poke any more baskets, don't blame me, who is a master, for being unsympathetic, by the way, don't provoke that stranger again." ”

Zhang Yi obediently responded.

Zhang Xiu looked out the window, it was still noon, and it was already dark.

It turned out to be a bleak scene where the mountain rain was about to come, and the wind was full of buildings.