As he was talking, Ziyang Zhenren suddenly pulled him and whispered, "It seems that someone has come up!"

Huangfu listened attentively, and sure enough, a few footsteps gradually approached, and they glanced at each other, and the two of them were vertically hidden, hiding on top of a towering ancient tree.

After a while, I saw three people walking on the mountain path, two of them were slightly older and in their fifties, and the rest was a middle-aged man in his early thirties.

The sound of the mountain breeze is clearly audible.

The middle-aged man said with a strange expression: "Uncle Cui, what happened back then, that you didn't dare to step into the Central Plains for more than ten years......

Before he could finish speaking, he saw the oldest old man glaring at him.

The middle-aged man sneered, didn't dare to say much, and muttered in a low voice: "It's a pity that Senior Brother Yumian failed to learn Uncle Cui's martial arts, which is why the thief's plot is bad......"

Although the two old men could not hear him clearly, they also guessed his thoughts.

The man known as "Uncle Cui" blamed himself and said, "If the old man knew that Murong Bo was dead, he would have come back a long time ago." The virtuous nephew didn't know, fourteen years ago, after I killed more than 30 members of Lu Qingtu's family, I met a man and a woman......"

Huang Fu Yan listened, his brows furrowed, he already knew that this person was Cui Baiquan, the "golden abacus" who had been hidden in the Duan family in Dali for many years, and he didn't know what happened, so he actually let him return to the Central Plains in advance. As for the other two, it should be Ke Baisui, the head of the Barberry faction, and his eldest disciple "Soul Chasing Whip" Guo Yanzhi.

I think how majestic Cui Baiquan was when he smeared more than 30 mouths of the Lu family with blood, and after he was used by Murong Bo to "use his way and give back to his body" to score three abacus beads in the middle of the two breasts and the two breasts, he became a lost dog.

Ordinary people think that death is the most terrible, but there is something more terrible than death, that is, you can't survive without death.

Although Cui Baiquan has been hiding in Duan's house in Dali for many years, he has pretended to be a bookkeeper and has lived with wine. But when it rains, my chest hurts unbearably. The abacus beads embedded in it could not be taken out, as if a sword of "Damocles" was hanging above his head, constantly reminding him that there would be a great disaster, and teaching him to be more and more jealous of Gusu Murong. If it weren't for the fact that Murong Bo had passed away, I am afraid that he would not be able to invite him for a big matter.

Ke Baisui between the three of them spoke. He had already left the place where the two of them were and went to the Tiger Hill Tower in front.

"It turns out that the 'jade-faced abacus' that day was actually Cui Baiquan's apprentice, no wonder this little old man was so angry that he was in danger of coming to this troubled water!"

Ziyang Lao Dao frowned: "These people gather in Tiger Hill Tower, what are the plans of Daoist friends?"

Huangfu Yan said coldly: "Wouldn't it be better to save trouble!"

"Many of these people are quite chivalrous, Daoist friends should be cautious, don't kill people easily!" Ziyang Lao Dao worried.

"Hey, hey. Does a real person look at me like a murderer who doesn't blink?" the emperor smiled bitterly.

"In the middle of the battle, it is inevitable to miss the ......" Ziyang Zhenren had a straight face.

"Okay, I won't go back to Xuanmiaoguan, the safety of Miss Dianjing is up to the real person!" Huangfu said helplessly.

"Please think about the matter of those two girls...... Ziyang Zhenren did not forget to remind.

Huangfu Yan rolled his eyes, ignored him, waved his sleeves, and floated away.

The news of the reappearance of the rivers and lakes in "The Secret Record of Qiankun" is becoming more and more widespread through rumors in the rivers and lakes. People with ghosts gathered near Suzhou and Hangzhou. These people knew that Jiangnan Thunderbolt Hall had no way to speak, so they set their sights on Dian Jing in Suzhou. tried to catch this talented woman in Jiangnan so as to ask for the news of the cheats.

It's just that as Dian Jing was rescued by Huangfu, this clue was also broken. For the sake of today, it is necessary to gather in one place and discuss a proper countermeasure.

The emperor knew that things were getting worse and worse, if he didn't control them. Seeing that Liuli and others are also involved. I've made up my mind to draw my eyes to one place and be shocked.

The mind is decided, and he plunges into the mountains and forests.

The sky is just right, and countless people in the rivers and lakes can already be seen up and down Tiger Hill. Groups of three or five hurriedly gathered in the direction of Tiger Hill Tower. Needless to say, these people are all here for the secret record.

A storm is brewing.

Gang leaders from all over the vicinity have come one after another, the good deeds in the white road have also come to catch this excitement, the unscrupulous children of the famous and decent families have also come to take advantage of the opportunism, and the troll Daxi, who has been dormant for many years, also secretly followed.

After the news of Hangzhou spread, everyone knew that it was a red-robed monk with a secret record, and although the legend said that although his martial arts were superb, the plundered Dian Jing was able to come back alive and sound, but it made things confusing.

In the rivers and lakes, everyone dreams of becoming the first in martial arts. After the old story of "The Secret Record of Qiankun" was spread, the temptation was too great. The bloody past, although it makes them linger. But the lesson of blood could not stop the greed of these people.

Tiger Hill suddenly became the land of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon!

Huangfu Yan unfolded the supreme light skill, and in a moment, he had reached the vicinity of the Tiger Hill Tower. Looking around, I saw that the Tiger Hill Tower was warped, surrounded by eight corners, and there was a door on each side, and there were seven levels up and down.

It was still early, and people under the tower had already come one after another, and the atmosphere was very tense.

The emperor crouched behind a rock, pondered for a moment, and decided to check the inside of the tower first. Thinking about it, I saw him dodge straight out, swept slightly, and had jumped onto the first floor of the tower rafters of the Tiger Hill Tower, pressed his hand, and his body bounced up out of thin air, and he crossed the second layer to the third floor, and the figure flashed and jumped into the tower.

The masters of the rivers and lakes who came and went outside, but none of them found anything abnormal.

The tower is as dark as ink, fortunately on the tower wall, every other distance, there is a sulfur glass lamp embedded in it, illuminating the vicinity brightly, several warrior monks patrol with sticks, it is obvious that the defense is very tight.

This Tiger Hill Pagoda is the patriarch pagoda of Haichong Temple, and the top of the tower is dedicated to the relics of high monks, which is the important place of the temple. The people who can go to the tower to gather are all heroes and seniors who are well-known in martial arts.

Huangfu Yan secretly looked at it, and soon figured out the structure of the tower. The whole stupa is composed of an outer pier, a cloister, an inner pier and a pagoda ventricle. There are cross passages between the inner piers to communicate with the cloister, and there are eight pot doors between the outer piers to communicate with the outer cloister.

If you want to enter the heart of the tower, you must avoid these warrior monks. Huangfu Yan stretched out his hand a little, and shot through the strength of his fingers, silently, divided into three invisible qi, and extinguished the three glass lamps at the entrance of the cloister.

The figure flashed, like a gentle wind, and the sand and gravel flew wildly!

In the dark night, the figure could not be seen clearly, and the warrior monk shouted in an uproar.

Another gust of wind blew, and the three glass lamps on the opposite side of the cross passage were extinguished again.

But it was the emperor who pretended to be suspicious and used stones to extinguish the lights.

Sure enough, the warrior monks made a fuss for a while, but there was no one in sight, suspected that birds were flying by, and it was suspected that the sand and gravel rolled up by the wind accidentally turned off the lights, so they simply lit the sandalwood and re-lit the glass lamp, and did not delve into it. (To be continued.) )