Chapter 1: The Past Is Like Smoke
Linshan Town is the same as Hailong Town, it is a town that no one cares about, although it has a large population, most of them are fishermen and merchants, and there is no real monk in ten thousand, and the strength of blood and spirit change is already regarded as an emperor of the earth here!
After all, within a radius of hundreds of miles nearby, except for Zhongqu Mountain, which is rich in gold and jade, there is really nothing special.
This is a forgotten place.
But a few years ago, it suddenly became lively.
There are thousands of monks, including self-cultivators, masters, great masters, and kings of the Grandmaster Realm, and even quasi-emperors who don't eat fireworks in the world.
"Do you have eyebrows for what you want to do?" Wang Xiaobai, who was wearing a sword robe, looked coldly at the bearded middle-aged man kneeling on the ground. Beside him stood an old man with slightly narrowed eyes.
If Lu Yan was here, he would recognize that this person was the young master of the Sword Sect who had humiliated him in the Treasure Pavilion at the beginning.
"Young Master Qiyu...... Miao Zi saw that he was almost on the ground, and even his voice trembled a little, "That fishing village has Xia Da in charge, and there is a peak Xiong Batian, and after injuring Lu Yan's grandfather, they are even more strictly guarded, and their subordinates really have no chance to capture them!"
"That can only mean that you are a waste rice bucket!" Wang Xiaobai's cold gaze was like a knife scraping on the other party's body, and his tone was indescribably cold, "He should be back soon, I don't care what method you use, you must capture his family before he rushes back, even if it is a villager, the more the better, you know!"
"My subordinates understand!" Miao Zi replied in horror.
"Get out!" Wang Xiaobai waved his hand.
"Yes!" Miao Zi saw that he hurriedly got up and retreated.
"Remember, you are just a dog I raised, I can reward you with elixir and rights, but I can also kill you at any time, there are really many people who want to be my dog. ”
Suddenly, Wang Xiaobai's faint voice remembered again, and Miao Zi, who had just walked to the door, lowered his head lower.
"This person can't be trusted!" When Miao Zi saw that he was far away, the old man in the sword robe, who had been half-squinting, slowly opened his eyes like a lion who had not woken up, and a bright light burst out of his eyes.
"Of course I know this...... Wang Xiaobai rhythmically knocked on the armrest of the Taishi chair, and said lightly, "But his familiarity with this place is not comparable to you and me at all, even if it is Wanshengmen and the Dongming Imperial Family, this is his use value, so he can't die now!"
The old man in the sword robe nodded noncommittally, and then said: "I heard that this person is now at the peak of his strength, although the rumors are likely to be exaggerated, but this person is extraordinary, and he must not be judged by common sense, isn't this a great enemy for nothing!"
"Elder Li......" Wang Xiaobai shook his head, "The contradiction between us and him has long been inextricable, and it has become a situation where either you die or I die." Of course, this time he is dead, our Supreme Elder is about to come, and I have also received reliable information, Wanshengmen, Dongming Imperial Family, and other forces have all had peak emperors out of the mountain. Just wait for him to fall into the net, he will definitely die this time, even if he is protected by Xiong Batian, an old horseman!"
"What the young master said is extremely true!" The old man in the sword robe nodded thoughtfully, "Although Xiong Batian's strength is stronger than that of ordinary emperors, after all, two fists are difficult to defeat four hands, even if Lu Yan is the strength of the pinnacle, but for the old emperor, it is not enough to see at all, it is just a pity that he is a genius!"
"Genius?" Wang Xiaobai shook his head, "Only those who can survive are called geniuses, and a character like him with no background dares to act rampantly, offending people everywhere, and it is strange if he does not die." Of course, he must get enough benefits from him before he dies, and if he can completely surrender him, it will be the best, so he must start with his relatives and friends, and don't let people get ahead of him!"
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Ping Pong Plop ......
"Damn it! Damn it!" "The thick-haired Miao Zi saw that he was smashing the furniture like venting in his manor, roaring like a wounded beast, and his beard seemed to be as straight as a steel needle because of anger, "Dare to call me like a dog, I will let you die!" When Lao Tzu gets enough benefits from you and breaks through to the Grandmaster Realm, I will definitely chop you up, and chop you with a knife!"
At the same time, Hailong Town is now under the rule of Prince Dongming. After all, he is official, and his control is stronger, and groups of black-clothed armor soldiers patrol day and night, they are all Wang Dongming's guards, and each of them is a veteran of a hundred battles.
Many people in the rivers and lakes were very frightened of them, and many people had died under their swords, including many kings of the Grandmaster Realm, although they were all casual cultivators who were not at the top of their strength and had no background, but they were enough to deter many monks.
Ryugu.
The Dragon Palace was originally the helmsman of the Golden Shark Gang, but soon after the disbandment of the gang from Xiaoyu, a team of armor soldiers arrived, and after extensive renovation inside and out, it has now become Wang Dongming's temporary palace.
"How's it going?" Wang Dongming, who was wearing an apricot-yellow prince robe, stood in the center of the hall with his hands tied, looked at the bald blood centipede captain, and asked lightly. Next to him, it was Gonggong Hong, who crossed his hands and naturally placed them in front of his abdomen. This man's hands are white and smooth, slender and powerful, and he is a pair of hands that make women jealous, and the young ones are not like his age. He almost never took the initiative to speak, his eyes were always half-squinted, as if there was nothing in the world that could move him.
This is also the one who is most easily overlooked.
"The subordinates are not doing well, please punish the prince!" The blood centipede knelt down on one knee and replied in a low voice, "Now those fishermen are nested in the village, and the subordinates have no chance to do it!"
"Hmm!" Wang Dongming nodded, he couldn't see his joys and sorrows at all, "The time for the general attack is coming, and there will be an emperor to make a move, you are ready, and the Sword Sect, if they dare to think carefully, they will be killed, go and prepare well!"
"Yes!" the blood centipede bowed back
A few days later.
Deep in Zhongqu Mountain, on the mountainside with an elegant environment.
A lonely stone grave.
It may be because no one has come for too long, and the grass around this lonely tomb has long been overgrown, and it is lonely and desolate.
But today there is a man here.
"I'm sorry Sister Xiaoxiao, I haven't come to see you for a long time. ”
"I really want to try the dishes you made again, you always say that it's not good to eat too much spicy, and now I rarely eat it, isn't it very obedient!"
"And the bamboo leaf tea you brewed, I miss that taste. ”
"Oh, I'm at the pinnacle of strength now, I'm the emperor of the martial arts, you don't have to worry about me in the future, if someone dares to bully you, I'll beat you so much that I can't even recognize my mother." ”
"By the way, you've never liked a life of fighting, I'm sorry, I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you. ”
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Lu Yan sat in front of the grave, took out a wine gourd, and said lightly while drinking, his tone was unprecedentedly gentle.
He spoke for a long time, as if he were talking to himself, and seemed to be chatting softly, until the sun went down, and he got up and left.
The sunset pulled his shadow long, and his face looked even more lonely.
It's autumn again
Slightly chilly
Three or five bowls of spirits
Before drinking, burn and break the intestines
In the middle of the night, people woke up more and more
Smoke curls in the dream
Heaved
The past is like smoke
Mandarin ducks in the south of the Yangtze River and wild geese in the north
Heaven on one side