The night gradually thickened, Yun Ming curled up, hiding behind a big tree pole, slightly gasping, Yun Ming felt a little proud in his heart, this tree is several feet tall, forgive him in the past, it is impossible to climb up so easily.

After a while, a figure appeared in the dense forest in the north, the speed was extremely fast, and it was about to sweep into the distance, only to hear a loud shout, a cyan light flashed, swept out of the dense forest, and between breaths, it had caught up with the figure in front.

"Ahh

The injured man turned over and sat up, his face was grim, he wiped the blood on the side of his mouth fiercely, and roared angrily, "Good boy, what a ruthless method!"

At this moment, there was no sound around, and the night was as dark as ink, and when Yunming was holding his breath, the sound of a person's footsteps was slowly sounding from the dense forest.

The man walked very slowly, walking slowly on the dead leaves with gentle steps, as if listening to the sound of his feet stepping on the dead leaves, from the toes to the heels, one by one.

Yun Ming was so frightened that he stayed in place, as if he was about to suffocate, for fear of making a slight noise and disturbing the sound of the dead leaves.

The sound of dead leaves stopped a few feet in front of the wounded man, staring at the wounded man.

What a handsome man! Yun Ming curled up on the tree, his heart was in a pang, and the later man was wearing a cyan robe, standing tall and upright, handsome, with one hand in front of his abdomen and one hand behind him, dressed as a scholar.

The injured man sat on the spot, gasping slightly, there were still undried blood stains on his mouth, his eyes were cruel, and he smiled instead of anger: "The matter has come to this, I Lai Shui has recognized this heel, but you have to let me understand which hero Lai died at the hands of a hero!"

The man in Tsing Yi smiled slightly, did not answer, took out the small scroll from his arms with his backhand, slowly opened it, and read aloud: "Lai Shuiqing, the master of the Thirteen Halls of the Demon Sect, nine years ago in the treasure hunt case in the South China Sea, led the group to slaughter more than 20 innocent civilians in Da'an Village in the South China Sea, this is one of the major crimes, three years ago in the case of the outskirts of Liang City, led the group of people to design a siege of five disciples of my righteous path, resulting in the murder of Zhao Fuxing and others, this is the second major crime.......;

Lai Shuiqing was more frightened the more he listened, he boasted that he had done a good job, but he was still found out, Lai Shuiqing looked at the man in Tsing Yi who was counting his crimes in front of him, his eyes suddenly became ruthless, and he gritted his teeth, Lai Shuiqing got up suddenly, the light in his right hand was great, and with a slam wave, a rapid and abnormal blood-red light galloped towards the man in Tsing Yi.

Yun Ming was shocked, and wanted to open his mouth to remind, but he was afraid of revealing his whereabouts, so he was in a hurry.

Unexpectedly, the man in green clothes didn't even raise his eyelids, still looking at the scroll in his hand, and he didn't stop thinking about it in his mouth, only his mind moved, and the cyan light was like a night star condensing, and in an instant, a cyan judge's pen was condensed, brilliant and fast, and it was the first to break the blood-red light, and then hit Lai Shuiqing, who had just gotten up, Lai Shuiqing was shocked, and spit out a mouthful of blood again with a pop, and fell to the ground.

Yun Ming exhaled a breath of surprise, and he didn't know how, Yun Ming only felt that the man in Tsing Yi was handsome and awe-inspiring, and listened to him count the various crimes of the injured man, but for a while he fell on the side of the man in Tsing Yi, so the danger just now also made Yun Ming breathe a long sigh of relief.

"Lai Shuiqing kills indiscriminately and cruelly, and the eleven crimes above this are extremely heinous...... "The man in Tsing Yi knocked down the injured man with a sharp blow, but his mouth never stopped from beginning to end, so light and light, it made Yun Ming fall down.

I, Nan Tiejia Fort, have always prided themselves on the right path, so the devil is not unpleasant, and Li Shu, a disciple of the special sect, led the order of the head of the sect, killed this person, acted for the heavens, and promoted justice. Speaking of this, the man in Tsing Yi paused slightly, raised his head to look at Lai Shuiqing, and slowly rolled up the scroll in his hand, while saying softly: "Qu Jingyang, the head of the Southern Iron Armor Fort, personally taught it, August 15 of the eighteenth year of Jiazi. “

"Who is Li Shu? Lai has never heard of a hero named Li Shu in the Southern Iron Armor Fort!" Lai Shuiqing spat out a mouthful of blood in his mouth and wondered.

Li Shu smiled slightly, and slowly rolled up the scroll in his hand gently, as if it was none of his business when the sky fell, and it didn't matter if the ground fell, he stuffed the scroll into his arms, and said with a smile, "Li Shu is me, you will hear about it later, but you probably don't have a future." ”

Yun Ming, who was curled up in the tree, was also quite puzzled in his heart, for a long time, the righteous path of the various factions to eradicate demons, the common people all clapped their hands, and they were even more familiar with the various characters of each sect and the profound, such as the Lingjian Pavilion Changmen Humble Real Man and the four disciples under the door, the floating sea three islands Hongling Fairy, etc., for these famous people, the people are all vying to be the first to praise.

Yun Ming was born in the south, and he is also quite familiar with the Southern Iron Armor Fort, which originally came from the same vein and lived in the north for generations, but hundreds of years ago, Tang Zhongren, the head of the Iron Armor Fort, was very old, so he thought about passing on the position of the head to one of the two disciples, but the two disciples were in Daoxing, The mind is all equal, so Tang Yunxiao, the son of Tang Zhongren, as a senior brother, should be the rightful heir to the head of the family, and the outside world is also rumored, but Tang Zhongren has unexpectedly passed on the position of head to the second disciple Qu Jingyang.

All of a sudden, the world was surprised, as one of the parties Tang Yunxiao was even more angry, holding a grudge, the old head Tang Zhongren appointed the position of head of the house soon after, it was a long time to pass away, Qu Jingyang felt that he had snatched the position of the head of the senior brother, and did not want to hurt the brotherhood of the senior brother, so he refused to accept the position of the head of the house, and left alone a few days later.

Now Qu Jingyang has many good men, but he has never heard of this young man named Li Shu, Yun Ming thought about it freely, but only listened to Li Shu and said: "Okay, the delay is enough, you can die!"

As soon as the words fell, Li Shu didn't ink, one hand back, the cyan mangs were made from his hands, and a brilliant cyan judge pen was born out of thin air, as if it was a horizontal knife cut off, slashing from right to left, the cyan mangs flashed in Lai Shuiqing's frightened eyes, and after a few breaths, he heard a bang, Lai Shuiqing's head on his shoulder fell to the ground, and the headless body lay down.

Yun Ming's heart was terrified, although this person was young, he was really decisive, saying that he wanted to kill, but he couldn't wait for a moment in his hands.

Li wrote a move to take Lai Shuiqing's life, but he did not turn around and leave, but put his hand into the chest of Lai Shuiqing's headless corpse, groped for a while, and took out a small package, along with a letter, which said that Lai Shuiqing, the master of the Gathering Hall, had opened it personally.

Li Shu opened the small package, there were more than a dozen gold leaves lying inside, and when he looked at the letter, he saw that the wax had been opened, Li Shu's eyes hesitated slightly, and then he took out the letter paper in his heart and looked at it carefully.

There is not much content on the letter, only a few lines: the land of the far north, the deep valley of the snowy region, there seems to be a treasure born, the special order of the Nine Palaces and Thirteen Halls to lead the elite of the headquarters, on the ninth day of October, the snowy White Lotus Town will meet, help me get the treasure, it is not too late, the demons gather, be careful, remember!

Li Shuxin was surprised, as Qu Jingyang's personal disciple, he naturally knew these news already two months ago, located on the edge of the extreme north, the Drifting Snow Building faction sent his disciples to discuss the matter, Qu Jingyang privately talked to him again, so Drifting Snow Lou was beside the treasure, and it was not surprising that the Righteous Path Sect knew the exact time when the treasure was born, but he didn't know how the Demon Sect knew?

Li Shu's eyes moved downward, and there were only two words in the payment, Honghu!

In my heart, Li wrote a careful look, the font of the letter is strong and powerful, handsome and sparse, the font of the word Honghu and the font of the content of the letter are very different, although not beautiful, but the words between the lines are simple and strong, wrapped in iron, a killing force through the back of the paper, I think it is not a person to write.

Li Shu was so familiar with the name that he squinted his eyes slightly, as if he was thinking about something.

Li Shu thought to himself: Today is September 19, and there are still 20 days to come. He raised his head, looked at the north, his eyes narrowed slightly, his fingers flicked the back of his hand, he seemed to have a plan in his heart, smiled slightly, then turned around, stretched out his hand, his white palm opened slightly, and a little bit of green mang spun in the palm of his hand.

Li Shu did not stay, so understatement, as if for him, killing a person is like stepping on an ant, with a slight wave of one hand, the cyan judge pen was born out of thin air, standing horizontally in front of Li Shu, Li Shu exerted his strength with both feet, jumped up to the sky, and landed steadily on the magic weapon, the cyan mangs were sheng, and the pen moved at will, carrying the cyan figure to the sky.

Yun Ming, who was curled up on the tree, breathed a sigh of relief, and said happily in his heart: This ability to feast is really not small, and such a wonderful method of retreat is recorded in the secret book.

Cultivators, hearing and seeing are much sharper than ordinary people, and every muscle and skin on his body is sensitive and abnormal, if Yun Ming had not practiced the method of retreat in the secret book, he must have been discovered tonight, and now Yun Ming has succeeded in one fell swoop after a little attempt, and even Li Shu, the first disciple of the Southern Iron Armor Fort, has not found out.

Yun Ming, who felt that he was in danger, jumped down from the tree, looked at the grave pile of Lai Shuiqing, felt goosebumps all over his body, and was a little frightened in his heart.

"Oops!"

Yun Ming slowly got up from the bed, his eyes were full of exhaustion, and then he stretched his waist, what happened last night made Yun Ming frightened, and he didn't dare to stop along the way, for fear that Lai Shuiqing's headless corpse would chase after him, until he arrived in the town, he slowed down, found an inn nearby, ate some food, and went back to the room to rest.

But overnight, I dreamed of some dead people and evil ghosts, and it was not strange to think about it, Yun Ming grew up to fifteen years old, where have he seen any dead people, even if the villagers and old people in the township died, Yun Ming just watched the funeral queue from a distance with his partners, and he was still happy to see the excitement in his heart, and now he has been out of his hometown for more than two months, and he has already seen two dead people, Chun Yu Banquet is better, after all, how he died has not seen it, and this last night's incident Yun Ming saw Li Shu swing his sword to kill Lai Shuiqing, how can he not make the fifteen-year-old boy frightened？

A nightmare, either the bleeding death of Chun Yu Yanqi, or Lai Shuiqing's headless corpse, woke up several times, and now although he has rested all night, he is even more tired.

Yun Ming washed up briefly, went downstairs, had some breakfast casually, and then continued on the road. Go out, all the way through the bustling market, out of the city gate, towards the east avenue, out of a few miles, actually found a small tea stall on the side of the road, Yun Ming was born in a tea family since childhood, and he also has a lot of research on tea, Yun Ming thought in his heart: "This place is called Muyang, I heard that Muyang specializes in a kind of green tea, although this place is a small tea stall, I want to use this specialty tea, anyway, it's still early, why don't I sit down and taste tea?"

Thinking in his heart, Yun Ming slowly approached the tea stall, the tea stall was very simple to build, a canvas, two bamboo poles, two corners tied to the branches at the back, the front was supported by two bamboo poles, four wooden tables, eight benches, placed under the tent, a pile of earthen stoves, an iron pot, the iron pot was boiling boiling water, steaming, a huge clay jar, full of clear and sweet water, a table with teapots and bowls and other utensils, an old man was squatting in front of the stove to add firewood.

Yun Ming took a look, next to the table in the northeast corner, there was a tea guest in his fifties, dressed in a black robe, sitting upright, with a strong bearing, holding a bowl of tea in his hand, Yun Ming did not raise his eyes to look at it.

Seeing this, Yun Ming couldn't help but feel thirsty in his mouth, and wanted to use a bowl of tea to quench his cravings, Yun Ming came to the table, put the package on his back on the table, sat down slowly, and shouted softly: "Uncle!"

When the old man heard the shout, he raised his head, it turned out that a customer came to the door, and said, "It's coming!", slowly got up, slowly walked to Yunming's table, and said, "Does the guest officer drink a bowl of tea?"

Yun Ming saw that the old man's face was wrinkled, like an old orange peel, and he thought that he was also a toiling person, Yun Ming smiled and said: "Uncle, I heard that Muyang green tea is a local specialty, do you have it here?"

The old man said with a smile: "The old man is from the outskirts of Muyang, and the tea he uses is naturally Muyang green tea." ”

Yun Ming asked again, "Where did you get this clear water from?"

As soon as these words came out, the old man in black who was sitting on the side shook his eyelids, and then he raised his head and looked at Yun Ming, the old man was quite surprised, and thought in his heart, you are a young child, drinking a bowl of tea should only quench your thirst, and you don't care where the water comes from, but you don't dare to say it, and you said: " The guest officer seems to be an insider, I can make tea with water trouble, from here to the east walked three miles, through a dense forest, met a deep stream, in the deep stream there is a low cliff, there is a hole about three feet wide and narrow in the cliff wall, my water comes from this hole. ”

The more Yun Ming listened, the more surprised he became, there was such a wonderful place in the world, and he was surprised: "That old man is really hard, I am afraid that it will take two round-trips to fill this tank of water every day, twelve miles of land, then give the kid a pot of tea." ”

"Hehe", the old man laughed, turned around to get tea, and said with a smile: "The old man's house is in the place just mentioned, and the dog sells tea in Muyang City, every morning, the old man and the dog carry water together, only this tank of water, if it sells faster, it will be closed early, if it is slower, it will be closed later, how many years, it has long been used to." The old man said, put a pot of hot tea on the table with a tea bowl, turned around and took a plate of peanuts and put it on the table, Yun Ming nodded and smiled at the old man, and the old man said "Slow use of the guest officer", and turned around.

Yun Ming lifted the lid of the pot, smelled it carefully, and a breath of Zhilan slowly touched from the tip of his nose to his throat, scattered all over his body, with hundreds of limbs, poured into the bowl, the soup was transparent and turquoise, and the fragrant mist was mellow but not dispersed, just like jasper in the bowl, taste carefully, mellow and delicious, bitter but not astringent.

Yun Ming was overjoyed, and said "Good tea!", and was about to pick up the tea carefully, but suddenly heard a voice and said: "Little brother, seeing that you are young, you are well versed in the tea ceremony!"

Yun Ming was stunned for a moment, and turned his head, it turned out to be the old man in black who was a tea guest, Yun Ming laughed and said: "The old man made fun of it, the boy's father runs a teahouse in his hometown, and he has been exposed to it since he was a child, so he knows some superficial tea ceremonies, so he can't say that he understands it." ”

Hearing Yun Ming say this, the old man in black was relieved and said with a smile: "If you don't mind, little brother, why don't we sit at the same table and chat?"

Yun Ming said in his heart, the journey was lonely, and some people said that it was okay to speak, so he immediately said: "The kid can't ask for it." After that, holding his own teapot and bowl, he turned around and sat opposite the old man, and then looked at the old man's face seriously, the old man seemed to be nearly fifty years old, with sword eyebrows and square face, gentle and majestic, his eyes were blazing, not angry and mighty, and his bearing was extraordinary Yun Ming fell for it for a while, and said with a smile: "Where does the old man come from and where is he going?"

The old man in black put down the tea bowl in his hand and said with a smile: "I came from the land of Sichuan and Shu, and I want to go to the snowy region of the extreme north. ”

Yun Ming was taken aback, and said strangely: "Extreme North Snow Region?" The kid has never been there, but he has heard of it, it is cold and snowy, and there are no people, I don't know where the old man is going to do something?

The old man only looked down at the tea, smiled silently, and turned away for a moment: "In the past, the old man also liked to taste tea, the tea man, the southern Jiamu, this Muyang green tea is different from other green tea, soaked in the bowl, the soup is green, and there is a faint fragrance of grass in the fragrance, so there is another expressive nickname, can the little brother know?"

Yun Ming was confident and smiled: " Ordinary people pay attention to the original taste of tea, before frying is to remove the grass gas of the tea leaves, but some tea varieties add seasonings for a unique taste, there are also, for example, add orange peel mint to boil together, and when this Muyang green tea is fried, it is mixed with a kind of local unique grass, called rock seedlings, this kind of grass is generally born next to the clear water side of the bluestone, there is a unique fragrance and fragrance, but there is no fishy miasma, fried before carefully selected, so the tea brewed out is not like other green tea has a golden color, but a single kind of turquoise, and the taste has the fragrance of grass, so the local tea farmers are also called jasper rock seedlings！”

Seeing that Yun Ming was so calm and relaxed, the old man talked eloquently, and he was very impressed, and said: "Xiaoyou is not very old, but he is quite insightful about the tea ceremony, and the old man admires it!"

The two sat idly and drank tea, and chatted a lot, Yun Ming only felt that the old man was very knowledgeable, rich and rich, except for the tea ceremony, any thing, Yun Ming did not know anything, and he was greatly overwhelmed.

The two of them are not confined to the tea ceremony, they talk casually, and when it comes to the fun place, the old man can't help but pat his legs and laugh, shake his head, like a naughty child, Yun Ming is also happy in his heart, he actually met a bosom friend, and he hated to see each other late.

The old man was very happy in his heart, and laughed and said: "I am so speculative with Xiaoyou, you and I should have known each other a long time ago, and we have fate, why don't Xiaoyou and I marry Jinlan and be a good friend?"

Yun Ming was full of excitement, how could he care about the age of the seniors, and immediately shouted: "So very good, so very good, the gentleman knows each other, it is not limited to the age and generation, you are Fan Yun, I am inferior, I don't like you, I want to go on the pole and call you brother!"

"Haha", the old man in black looked up to the sky and laughed, patted his legs and jumped on his feet, and laughed: "Very good, very good!"

The old man in black smiled slowly, and then he spoke: "The elder brother looks like a cultivator, and when he goes out, he doesn't know what to do!"

Yun Ming's heart froze, he hurriedly put away his smile, and said strangely: "The elder brother is really powerful, the younger brother does have a little shallow Taoism, this eastward trip, is to go to the East China Sea Spirit Sword Pavilion to practice, is it possible that the elder brother is also a cultivator?"

Before the old man in black could hear it, his eyes suddenly flashed, and his expression was terrifying.

Yun Ming said to himself, picked up the tea, took a big sip, and after talking for so long, his mouth was a little dry, but when he put down the teacup, he still didn't hear the answer of the old man in black.

The old man in black seemed to be thinking in his heart, but he was still silent, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the essence of his eyes flickered.

Yun Ming didn't know why this old brother who had just married Jin Lan suddenly fell silent and ignored him as soon as he heard that he was going to the East China Sea Spirit Sword Pavilion to practice.

"Brother!"

Yun Ming was stunned when he saw him, and shouted twice.

The old man in black finally woke up and said with a smile: "Hehe, what did you just say?"

Yun Mingru was in the clouds and mist, and said, "Brother, I just said that I was going to the Spirit Sword Pavilion to practice, and I also asked if you are also a cultivator, is there anything wrong?"

The old man in black had a flash of light in his eyes, but it was fleeting, and he smiled: "No, no, no! ”

As soon as the words came out, Yun Ming was shocked, got up in a panic and said, "This, this, this ....."

The old man in black waved his hand indifferently and said: "You sit, you sit, you and I have forgotten the year, it is regardless of age and ability, there is no need to say more." ”

Yun Ming was surprised, thinking in his heart, although the path of cultivation has the effect of prolonging life, but more than 100 years old is already a long life, this old man is nearly two hundred years old, presumably the Tao is unfathomable, he sat down slowly, and said: "Presumably, my brother is profound, and his magic power is all over the sky, but I don't think I'm a country boy in Yunming, I'm really ashamed!"

Unexpectedly, the old man didn't care and said: "The old man acts freely, and fellowship with you is not based on your Taoism and cultivation, if so, a hundred of you are not enough to see, you and I are like-minded, why bother with those rights and wrongs?"

When Yun Ming heard this, he felt ashamed, and immediately said: "What the elder brother said is exact! I, Yun Ming, am really fortunate to have made friends with the elder brother in three lifetimes, and I haven't asked the elder brother for his name?"

The old man in black changed his face like the sky, and the smile on his face returned, and when he heard this, he immediately smiled and said: "That's right, brother, my surname is Chu, and the cursive word is Zhengxing!" After a pause, Chu Zhengxing suddenly smiled meaningfully and said: "You just said that you want to go to the Spirit Sword Pavilion to practice, hum, the Spirit Sword Pavilion is really powerful!"

Yun Ming was stunned and hurriedly asked, "What do you mean?"

Chu Zhengxing sneered slightly, raised his sleeve robe, waved his hand and said, "It's okay." After that, he suddenly raised his eyes and stared at Yun Ming opposite, his eyes narrowed slightly, and there seemed to be a thoughtful meaning between his eyebrows.

Yun Ming was picking up a cup of tea, and when he saw that Chu Zhengxing seemed to have something on his mind, he smiled and said, "What is Brother Chu thinking?"

Chu Zhengxing was interrupted from his thoughts, took a deep breath, his face returned to normal, and said with a smile: "Junior Brother Yun, elder brother, I know a little bit about the art of contemplating the gods, I am looking at the little brother Yun's strong soul and talent, I dare to assert that in the future, Junior Brother Yun will be brilliant and brilliant on the way of cultivation, the world is big, but there must be a place for you, now that you and I have married Jinlan, junior brother, you have a new glimpse of the path of cultivation, no matter what, for my brother, I want to give you a treasure as a meeting gift." ”

Yun Ming was stunned for a moment and said, "Brother Chu is really polite, you and I don't have any other friendship." ”

Before Yun Ming finished speaking, Chu Zhengxing interrupted, with impatience on his face, and said, "Brother, you don't have to say more, come with me!"

As soon as Chu Zhengxing's voice fell, Yun Ming had not yet reacted, only to see a burst of black wind rise, and in the blink of an eye, it circled around the table, the speed was extremely fast, like thunder and lightning, and went north.

But in an instant, the black wind wrapped in the sound of wind and thunder, in the air has become a black spot, the old man who sells tea behind the earthen stove heard a strange sound, and hurriedly stood up to check, but a moment ago the old man and the young who talked very happily have disappeared, the old man was surprised in his heart, took a step with his left foot, and wanted to go over and clean up, only to hear a bang, a stone-like thing smashed on the table.

The old man looked at it, and it was actually a silver coin falling from the sky and smashing on the table.

The old man smiled slightly, stepped forward, and walked slowly.