Yang Zhan only remembered to keep moving forward, completely forgetting how long he had been walking, in short, when it rained, he avoided along the way, waded through the river, walked at sunrise, rested at sunset, and when he came back to his senses, he was already in a deep dense forest and couldn't get out. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The sky is getting late, and the forest is full of black oppression, and sometimes the mountain birds and beasts are singing, and they are very cautious. Yang Zhanzhan looked forward and walked cautiously. Suddenly, the howls of wild beasts were heard in the trees ahead. This sound is not like jackals, tigers and leopards, nor is it a song of insects and birds, Yang Zhan is afraid and curious, and quietly approaches. Pushing aside the shoulder-high dwarf tree, Yang Zhan saw a white thing rolling and howling on the ground, but it didn't seem to help. Yang Zhan looked closer and found that it was a white ape: he saw that the white ape was huge, two of his heels high, with a white snow-like fluff and shiny hair, and his arms were as thick as tree trunks. But its feet were firmly housed by a huge iron clamp, and blood flowed from its feet, which had flooded a large area of land around it. When the white ape saw Yang Zhan coming, he couldn't help but roar angrily, causing Yang Zhan to retreat again and again. But Yang Zhan saw that the white ape was screaming miserably, and felt that it was too guilty at the moment, thinking that this encounter was many times worse than he didn't know. Thinking of this, Yang Zhan stepped forward directly, trying to open the iron clamp with all his might. The white ape roared at Yang Zhan a few times, but stopped roaring when he saw that he was about to open it. But after all, Yang Zhan was only fifteen or sixteen years old, how could he break this large iron clamp that was nearly a foot long? Yang Zhan tried several times to no avail, so he gently stroked the injured foot of the white ape, perhaps he thought that this would reduce the pain of the white ape. Suddenly, Yang Zhan seemed to have some way, turned around and plunged into the woods. After a while, Yang Zhan found many thick branches. Yang Zhan put down the branch and said to the white ape: "Brother white ape, I, Yang Zhan, must rescue you today." ”

After speaking, Yang Zhan inserted the branches one by one from the periphery of the iron clamp, and gradually, the iron clamp opened little by little under the clamp of the branch, and the white ape also felt that his feet were gradually loosening, until he could finally pull his feet out.

Yang Zhan helped the white ape get out of his injured foot, and then tore off a piece of cloth from his body to help the white ape bandage the wound. The white ape was estimated to have been clamped for too long, and the iron clip was rusty, and the wounds on the white ape's feet not only penetrated deep into the bones, but had also festered and festered. couldn't care about so much, Yang Zhan carefully wrapped it with the fabric of the torn clothes.

Suddenly, there was a shouting sound from the side of the mountain forest, and when I looked back, I saw that the fire was bright, and it should be a hunter.

Yang Zhan stepped up his speed to bandage it, and the white ape also struggled, but they couldn't go because the three hunters had already surrounded them. Seeing the hunter coming, the white ape screamed like crazy, the hunters panicked, and Yang Zhan also felt terrified.

"The second brother and the third brother are not afraid, this white ape's foot was pinched and injured into the bone, and it can't help it. The bearded Orion at the head said. The other two men gathered around and stepped forward, one of them with a bow and crossbow, one with a scimitar, and one with a spear, and confronted the white ape.

"This white ape's fur is very bright, and it will definitely be exchanged for a good price when it is taken to the city. The lean hunter of the three said as he shone a torch at the white ape. The other two nodded triumphantly.

"Please don't hurt it, let it go. Yang Zhan on the side hurriedly came out to plead.

"Good boy, you haven't settled accounts with you yet, but you want me to release it?" said the hunters, laughing.

"Do you know how much the fur of this white ape is worth? five hundred taels of silver, five hundred taels of silver!" emphasized the lean hunter among them.

"The third child, don't talk to him, if he stops him, there won't be many people who kill him in this barren mountain and wilderness. Another Orion in a hat said. When Yang Zhan heard this, he saw this Orion staring at him in unison, and he immediately felt numb.

"Boy, don't say uncle, I didn't warn you, don't get in the way of those who are interested, otherwise you will be killed. The bearded Orion said with a white knife.

Yang Zhan was naturally very frightened and retreated step by step, but when he saw that the white ape's foot was seriously injured, he suddenly remembered what he had just said that he must save the white ape, so he stopped again. In fact, I am now alone in the world, what is the difference between life and death?

"I promised to save this white ape, and even if I die, I will not break my word. Yang Zhan said firmly.

"You want to kill yourself, don't blame Uncle for being ruthless. The hunters said and hit Yang Zhan, Yang Zhan has no martial arts, it is inevitable to be beaten, but the knife is dead.

Seeing that the hunter was ruthless to Yang Zhan, the white ape endured the pain on his foot and pounced on it to fight with the three hunters. The white ape was already extremely burly and powerful, so the three of them had to work together to besiege the white ape and let go of Yang Zhan.

But the white ape was injured at the moment, and the opponent had a blade in his hand, so he really suffered: the crossbow was shot, and every arrow penetrated deep into the skin, plus the spear was picked, and the white ape was suddenly scarred and bleeding. Even so, the white ape still fought the trapped beast and was not afraid to retreat. Yang Zhan saw that the fight was very cruel, and felt that the hunters were bullying too much, so he touched a stone from the ground and smashed it at the most advanced hunter. When this Orion received this blow, he became angry and turned to fight Yang Zhan. Orion's move suddenly dissipated the momentum of the encirclement just now, and the white ape took the opportunity to slap his palm on the bearded man's head, and the bearded man immediately fell down in response. The white ape turned around again, pulled up his knife and ran towards Yang Zhan's Orion, lifted him up and threw him out, and immediately the Orion fell to the grass in the distance on all fours. There were only hunters with bows and crossbows left in the forest, and seeing the white apes so violent, and seeing the rest of the hunters killed one after another, he was also extremely frightened, and fled in many ways after firing a few arrows, and suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Yang Zhan was very grateful to the white ape, if it hadn't been for the white ape's timely rescue just now, he would probably have died under the Orion knife. He looked at the white ape with gratitude, but saw that the white ape was covered in blood, and its original snow-white fur was covered with blood. Yang Zhan was distressed, and he didn't know what to do, so he just helped the white ape pull out the crossbow arrows that were diagonally inserted in his body, hoping that the white ape would be more comfortable. This white ape seems to be very human, and after this rescue, he nodded frequently to Yang Zhan, as if expressing gratitude. If it can speak, there must be a lot of heartfelt words and discusses.

Yang Zhan was also very happy to see that the white ape had successfully escaped, but when he saw the corpse of the hunter and looked at the even darker jungle, he couldn't help but be afraid. The white ape seemed to understand that Yang Zhan was afraid, so he put Yang Zhan on his shoulder and shuttled through the forest like an arrow. Yang Zhan was so frightened that he hurriedly asked where the white ape was going, but the white ape had no time to answer, so he just ran desperately. Yang Zhan closed his eyes and hugged the white ape, letting the wind blow in his ears.

Suddenly, Yang Zhan felt as if he was flying, and he felt that he had lost his center of gravity as if he was falling rapidly, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that the stars in the night sky seemed to be far away. After only hearing a muffled sound of "bang", Yang Zhan fainted violently in his head and fainted.

I don't know how long it took for Yang Zhan to feel the light dazzling, and when he opened his eyes, everything in front of him stunned him: he saw that he was in a bush, and outside the grass was a small grove of high and low trees, surrounded by thousands of cliffs, and the height was not high. It turned out that he had fallen into a huge pit. This mountain pit is miles square, and it is difficult to see the light of day all day long with clouds and fog. Yang Zhan panicked and hurriedly looked around to see if there was a way out.

Yang Zhan suddenly saw the white ape lying on the ground not far away from yesterday, so he ran over to call it. But when he came to the white ape, the scene in front of him made him even more terrifying. I saw that there was a deep cave on the cliff wall opposite the white ape, and on the cliff wall above the cave, there were four large iron chains with thick bowls, which continued heavily, and gathered on the old man in the cave with a tattered clothes and a withered face. The old man's limbs were actually chained by iron cables! The old man's messy white beard and white hair danced in the wind, but his body did not move at all, as if he had died.

For a moment, I was shocked, panicked, and uneasy...... All of them came to his heart, and Yang Zhan shouted: "There are ghosts, there are ghosts...... and he ran away. But no matter how Yang Zhan ran or which direction he ran, it was the same, because this was a sinkhole, and no matter which direction it was, all you could encounter was the towering cliffs.

"Hahaha......." came an eerie, loud laugh from the other end of the cave. The voice was fierce and calm, like an unstoppable bull turning over, and like a landslide and a crack, raging unscrupulously in the valley. The sinkhole suddenly shook, and Yang Zhan only felt dizzy, and his bones ached.

After a moment, the laughter stopped, and the sinkhole fell silent again. Yang Zhan let go of the hand covering his ears and looked at the old man opposite from a distance, his horror was even more terrifying than before.

"Come here, boy. The old man's old and powerful voice greeted him.

Where did Yang Zhan dare to go over? Looking left and right, he could not hide his disappointment and fear.

"It turned out to be a bastard with no guts. The old man's voice was inevitably contemptuous.

Yang Zhan was unwilling to be said to be such a useless person, although he was still terrified, he gritted his teeth and only said secretly: "It doesn't matter if you are a human or a ghost, I will come and see what is going on." After saying this secretly in his heart, his courage suddenly grew, and Yang Zhan swaggered over.

"Hahaha....... how many years have it been, and someone has finally visited. The old man opened his eyes and looked at the young man in front of him. Yang Zhan also looked at the old man closely: he saw that the old man's face was like a dead tree, his eyes were deep-set, his hands and feet were locked by huge iron chains, and his gray and scattered hair and beard were inseparable from each other. Yang Zhan felt that the old man was more pitiful than terrible. But the old man's eyes were keen, and once he looked at Yang Zhan, Yang Zhan felt numb, and he completely forgot what he wanted to say.

"Are you dumb, why can't you speak?" the old man stared at Yang Zhan and suddenly asked. This question forced Yang Zhan not to know what to say, and just looked at the old man blankly.

"God is unfair, God is unfair!" the old man suddenly cried out like a madman, and in an instant, the four iron cables hanging from the cliff wall shook violently, making a "bell" collision sound. The old man's wail, Yang Zhan immediately took pity on the old man, thinking that he must have suffered a lot if he was imprisoned here in his last years, so he said: "Old man, why are you here alone? Why are you .......?" Yang Zhan looked at the iron chain and wanted to stop talking, and the thick iron rope was cautious and panicked.

"Hahaha...... It turns out that he is not dumb, nor is he a fool. The old man laughed happily, and the laughter suddenly swept through the valley like a terrifying wave, and Yang Zhan could only hide his ears and avoid it.

"You rescued this white ape?" the old man smiled and glared at Yang Zhan and asked solemnly.

"Yesterday I saw it get stuck in the Hunter's Trap, so I opened the iron clip. Yang Zhan said.

"And you caused this sword wound?" the old man asked angrily.

"I didn't do it, but I came because of me, I ...... I ......" Yang Zhan originally wanted to explain that the hunters wanted to catch the white ape and stop it themselves, and then the hunters attacked him, and the white ape rescued and was injured, but in a hurry, he couldn't explain clearly.

"You are so long-winded, yes, yes, no, isn't it clear?" the old man scolded.

Yang Zhan wanted to argue and stopped, so he stepped forward to look at the white ape. I saw the white ape lying on the ground without moving, no matter how Yang Zhan shook and called, there was no response, Yang Zhan looked at the white ape anxiously, and then looked at the old man.

"It's dead. The old man reminded impatiently.

Yang Zhan couldn't believe it, the white ape who lived and died together last night, and the white ape who frequently thanked him, died? Yang Zhan thought about it and couldn't help crying.

"Is it your father?" asked the old man.

Yang Zhan shook his head.

"Is it your best friend?"

Yang Zhan shook his head again.

"Then what are you crying about?" the old man reprimanded again.

"Because it saved my life. Yang Zhan said aggrievedly.

"But when you hit Orion with a stone, you saved his life, and you canceled each other out. The old man said impatiently.

Yang Zhan looked at the old man in surprise, how did he know this?

The old man only glanced at Yang Zhan, and read his thoughts from Yang Zhan's eyes, and then said, "Yesterday, the white ape had already told me what had happened to the whole thing. ”

"Can you understand what the white ape is saying?" asked Yang Zhan.

"This white ape has been following me for seven or eight years, and I know what it means in every move. The old man said seriously.

"It turns out that this white ape was raised by you?" Yang Zhan asked curiously.

"It's not that I raised it, but the white ape raised me. The old man's words made Yang Zhan confused.

"You see my hands and feet are locked, how do I move? There is not much to eat in this valley, so the white ape often goes outside to collect the fruit and come back, so is he raising me?"

"I see. Yang Zhan then understood, but he asked again: "Since the white ape has a life-saving grace with you, why are you not sad at all when the white ape dies?"

"Sad, can the white ape come back to life?" the old man replied disdainfully: "On the contrary, it is you, who have only known the white ape for a while, and then you cry like a mourner." ”

How could Yang Zhan have thought that the old man was so indifferent, but what was even more ruthless was that the old man actually asked Yang Zhan to take off the skin of the white ape.

"You have lost your conscience, the white ape has served you for seven or eight years, not only have you no gratitude, but you have to pick the skin of others. I would never do that. Yang Zhan didn't know where he got the courage, and suddenly roared at the old man.

"Hahahaha...... In the whole world, you are the only one who dares to scold me like this. The old man seemed to be proud, and he seemed to be angry.

Yang Zhan ignored it, found a branch and dug it in the open space on the side, and could see that he was going to bury the white ape. The old man looked at Yang Zhan quietly behind him, his eyes changing complicatedly.

"Do you skin the white ape?" asked the old man again.

"I'm not as indifferent as you, and I don't remember that others are kind to me. Yang Zhan said disdainfully while digging a pit.

"It's humid day and night, and winter is coming soon, and it's so cold that it's hard to stop, so how can you keep out the cold?" asked the old man.

"Hmph, after I buried the white ape, I climbed the vines and went out, so that I wouldn't spend the winter here?" Yang Zhan said angrily.

"Climb the cliff and go out?" said the old man and couldn't help laughing: "This cliff is towering into the sky, how high is it a thousand feet, you are not afraid of falling to pieces?"

"Even the broken bones are not left here. Yang Zhan said firmly.

"Boy, you can't get out, in today's martial arts, I'm afraid there won't be more than two people who can get out from here. The old man said solemnly.

Yang Zhan didn't pay attention to it anymore and continued to do his own thing, and after a while, a big pit was dug out. The old man was also impressed by it.

But when Yang Zhan came back and planned to drag the white ape's corpse into the pit, he was speechless for a long time by the scene in front of him.

I saw that the old man stretched out his right hand, used his palm as a knife, and slowly swiped back and forth in mid-air, and the white ape's fur was immediately stripped off inch by inch, and after a while, only a fleshy corpse was left on the ground. Yang Zhan looked at the old man in horror and said straightly: "Are you a human or a ghost?"

The old man ignored it, but with a wave of his hand, the corpse of the white ape was suddenly involved in the pit dug by Yang Zhan along with the soil.

"You hang this fur to dry, so that you can make clothes to wear. The old man pointed to the white ape fur on the ground and said.

"I won't wear it. Yang Zhan said firmly.

"Then I'll see how you freeze to death then. The old man said angrily.

"Won't I spend the winter here?" Yang Zhan said and looked around for rattan to climb up, but no matter how hard he tried, every time he climbed to a height of more than a zhang, he fell down, because the cliff was too flat and steep, all the rattans were not forced, and if he pulled it slightly, the rattan would break away from the cliff, and then break off overwhelmingly. Yang Zhan was not discouraged, he tried one by one, but he never managed to climb higher. By the time we got to try it, it was already noon. But the old man was silent, while quietly watching him fail again and again, and then try and fail again and again.

Yang Zhan tried all the rattans he could pull, but after all, it was to no avail, so he had to come back disgraced. The old man looked at him with contempt, Yang Zhan was a little embarrassed, and said straight to the old man: "You can still survive the winter with your clothes in tatters, and I am even more fine at a young age." After speaking, Yang Zhan turned to the forest to pick up dead leaves and weeds, and he planned to get a bed out, to be precise, to get a nest out. Yang Zhan tossed back and forth, and after not much effort, he made a nest next to the stone pile opposite. Yang Zhan looked at this nest and couldn't help but feel proud.

"Hey, old man, don't say I'm blessed to enjoy it alone, I'll get you one if you want it, it's better than falling asleep on a hard stone under your feet. Yang Zhan said to the old man.

"Hmph, it's useless, what are you going to do?" said the old man without appreciation.

Yang Zhan didn't feel ashamed, he only suddenly felt that his stomach was empty, but what could he eat here? Yang Zhan looked around.

"There are seven wild apricots and five iron jujubes in the forest on the right, and the large-leaved grass in the grass under the cliff opposite can be eaten, and its roots can be dug up and eaten. The old man said coldly.

Yang Zhan hurriedly went to pick it, and after a while, a pile of fruits was placed in front of the old man.

"Old man, I see that you have limited mobility, these are for you to eat. Yang Zhan said kindly.

The old man gave him a blank look, his left hand poked out two fingers, and suddenly a fruit flew over from the tree not far away, and Yang Zhan was dumbfounded.

After eating, Yang Zhan stretched his waist, and his sleepiness became thicker, so he simply ran to the nest he had built and lay down comfortably for a while. But not long after he slept, the wind blew fiercely between the valleys, and Yang Zhan's nest suddenly turned into nothing. When Yang Zhan got up, the wind stopped again, so he stared at the old man angrily.

"If you don't want a grass nest, forget it, why destroy my grass nest?" Yang Zhan was angry and stepped forward to question. But the old man ignored it, and still closed his eyes and recuperated. Yang Zhan was about to ask again, but suddenly felt that there was a strong wind in the valley again, and suddenly the valley flew sand and rocks, and the fallen leaves rose and fell in the air, and Yang Zhan was also blown to the point that it was difficult to stand.

"This valley is called Dongtian Valley, do you know?" said the old man.

"Dongtian Valley?" Yang Zhan shook his head and muttered.

"Because this valley is a big mountain that has collapsed from the top, and the mountain wind is originally strong, and it forms a whirlwind with the deep valley here, and the mountain wind must be raging every afternoon, so the nest you build is useless. The old man said silently.

Yang Zhan had never seen such a ghost weather, and when he heard the old man say this, he suddenly felt that this valley was mysterious.

"I think you've picked fruit for me, and I'm sure you'll always want you to pick fruit for me in the future, so go over there and settle down. The old man said, making a knife with his hand and gently raising it, and a piece of granite next to him instantly became smooth as a stone. Only the stunned Yang Zhan was left.

"Old man, you are an old immortal, right?" After witnessing the old man's previous unbelievable behavior, Yang Zhan couldn't help but ask.

"Hahahaha....... old fairy, old fairy!" the old man laughed triumphantly.

"It turns out that you are really an old fairy. Yang Zhan knelt down and kowtowed excitedly, and said sincerely: "Meet the old immortal." ”

Seeing Yang Zhan's behavior, the old man only felt that this young man was pedantic and funny.

"Is the old fairy very powerful?" said the old man with disdain.

"Of course, people say that immortals can call the wind and rain, and the changes are endless, and they are naturally very powerful. "What Yang Zhan said is exactly what he said.

"How is that better than the Crazy Knife Ancestor?" the old man asked again.

"Who is the Crazy Sword Ancestor? Yang Zhan replied hesitantly.

"Hahaha...... The world doesn't know the Crazy Knife Ancestor, the world doesn't know the Crazy Knife Ancestor.......hahahahaha" The old man laughed almost madly.

"Boy, listen up, I am the Crazy Sword Ancestor, and my Demon Breaking Sword Technique is invincible in the world. The old man stared at Yang Zhan and said proudly.

Yang Zhan really hadn't heard of the Crazy Sword Ancestor, and he had never had anything to do with martial arts before, so he naturally had no concept or interest in what the Demon Breaking Sword Technique was. He just nodded dumbly, and then lay down on the flat granite.

The Crazy Knife Ancestor was very surprised and angry, but after a while, he calmed down.

"You're not going out?" asked the Blade Ancestor.

"Since you can't get out, it's better to be at peace when you come. Yang Zhan replied while lying comfortably.

"Don't you miss your family?" asked the Crazy Knife Ancestor again.

Yang Zhan looked at the sky and secretly hurt himself. Does he still have family? His adoptive parents have passed away one after another, and according to his adoptive mother, his biological parents have also passed away, and the world has been alone since then.

"My family has passed away. After a while, Yang Zhan said helplessly.

"My family has also passed away. Behind him, the Crazy Knife Ancestor looked up to the sky and sighed, and said silently. Between the words, there seems to be endless vicissitudes and sorrows. Yang Zhan immediately got up and looked at the Crazy Sword Ancestor.

"I miss my crazy knife ancestor, I am invincible, but I can't save my family. The Crazy Knife Ancestor said as he spoke, and old tears flowed up.

Yang Zhan couldn't see him sad, but he didn't know how to persuade him, so he could only sigh: "They are all scattered people in the world." ”

"Are they all scattered people in the world?" the Crazy Knife Ancestor muttered repeatedly, but suddenly burst into tears and laughed, and shouted: "All are scattered people in the world!

Yang Zhan looked at the Crazy Knife Ancestor for some reason, how could he have so many insights when he was young, only when he was old did he know the vicissitudes of personnel and helplessness.

"Boy, come and talk to me, I haven't talked to anyone in over a decade. Crazy Knife Ancestor sighed.

Yang Zhan saw that he was pitiful, so he nodded and said, "Listening to the old man, it seems that your family has suffered misfortune?"

"What old man is not an old man, I told you, I am the ancestor of the mad knife. The Crazy Knife Ancestor said dissatisfiedly.

"Oh, Ancestor, Ancestor. Yang Zhan smiled awkwardly.

"Sixty years ago, I was a cook at the Mobei Quicksand Inn, because of the delicate knife skills and uniform strength, the beef and mutton I made were all of the best, and guests from near and far gave me the nickname of Cu Ding. The Crazy Knife Ancestor said proudly.

"It's amazing. Yang Zhan gave a thumbs up and exclaimed.

The Crazy Knife Ancestor ignored it and continued: "Our family all work in the Quicksand Inn, my old father is a fireman, my wife is the master, and my seven-year-old son is also helping with chores in the inn. The innkeeper is from our village, and she never lacks our wages, and our family is happy. The Crazy Knife Ancestor recalled, a happy smile on his face. Yang Zhan felt the sincere happiness, and only nodded frequently.

"But the good times didn't last long, because the proprietress took in a swordsman from the Central Plains and was attacked by the desert Hibiki Horse Red Horse Hall, and the entire inn was burned down, and all the people in the store were killed, including my son, who was not yet seven years old. The Crazy Knife Ancestor became excited as he spoke, and his eyes were filled with anger.

"Why did the proprietress take in that Central Plains swordsman Xiangma and come to kill someone?" asked Yang Zhan.

"The Central Plains martial arts person is actually a killer, and after collecting people's money, he went to assassinate the leader of the Red Horse Hall. But Xiangma has always been surrounded and suppressed by the government, and his hiding is naturally secret, and people who are not in Mobei cannot know about it, and even if they do, they will not say it. So the swordsman stayed in the shop for a long time and seduced the proprietress to get information about Akamado. The Central Plains swordsman lied that he was the deceased of the leader of the Red Horse Hall, went to defect, and after the news of the deception from the proprietress, he disappeared without a trace, and it didn't take long for the news that several major leaders of the Red Horse Hall were killed. The Crazy Knife Ancestor couldn't help but sigh as he spoke.

"This Central Plains swordsman is really despicable, he took money himself, but he trapped others for injustice. Yang Zhan scolded.

"That day, the wind outside the inn was blowing, the yellow sand was rolling, and hundreds of people in Chimatang surrounded the inn, and the proprietress knew that she had been deceived, but it was too late. Chimatang washed the quicksand inn in blood, and more than a dozen handymen of the inn were killed along with more than 30 residents. The Crazy Knife Ancestor said that he couldn't help but burst into tears here.

Yang Zhan couldn't help but look at the Crazy Sword Ancestor, he had always felt that his life was desolate, and he couldn't imagine that the old man's life experience in front of him was even more miserable, and now that he was still imprisoned here, he was full of sympathy.

"Ancestor, can I find a way to open your chains and rescue you?" Yang Zhan said seriously.

"Hahaha...... Where can I go when I get out? Boy, I'm over 80 years old. "The Crazy Knife Ancestor said quite helplessly.

"But you are still locked by this iron rope at your age, it must be very uncomfortable, even if you are not rescued, it will make you feel better if you break the iron rope. Yang Zhan couldn't bear to say.

"Hahaha, can this little iron rope trap me?" said the Crazy Knife Ancestor contemptuously, and as he spoke, his left hand clenched into a fist and shook hard, and the iron ring on his hand suddenly broke. Yang Zhan couldn't help but praise: "Good kung fu!"

But the Crazy Knife Ancestor put the broken iron ring back on his wrist, and Yang Zhan looked inexplicable.

"I promised the old monk Sumeru that I would receive it here with peace of mind. If it weren't for that, would this Cave Heaven Valley be able to trap me?" The Crazy Sword Ancestor closed his eyes as he spoke, all kinds of past events were churned out because of this conversation with Yang Zhan, some of them were already blurred, and some of them were timeless.

"Who is the old monk of Sumeru?" Yang Zhan's story had already made Yang Zhan listen attentively, and he then asked again.

"Do you see that pile of rock under the cliff on the other side? That's his grave. Crazy Knife Ancestor said slowly.

Yang Zhan looked at what the Crazy Knife Ancestor said, but he was shocked in his heart, wasn't that the place where he had built a nest to rest just now? It turned out that there was still a dead man buried. Thinking of this, Yang Zhan couldn't help but stick out his tongue.

"The old monk Sumeru came to this cave valley at the same time as me, and he has been with me for thirty years. During this period, he helped me pick fruits every day, took care of my daily life, and took care of me until he died. Crazy Knife Ancestor recalled.

"Did he imprison you here?" asked Yang Zhan.

The Crazy Sword Ancestor shook his head and said, "The old monk of Sumeru actually doesn't know martial arts. ”

"Then who imprisoned the Ancestor here?" Yang Zhan became even more curious.

"I don't know. The Crazy Knife Ancestor looked up to the sky and sighed, and then said: "After the Quicksand Inn was burned, I escaped from death and fled all the way to a Gobi hiding on the edge of the desert, and then found the magic knife technique engraved on the wall in a cave deep in the Gobi, so I made up my mind to practice, and this practice was several years. When I get out of the Gobi again, I will be invincible. ”

"Is this Demon Breaking Sword Technique really so powerful?" Yang Zhan asked hesitantly.

"The first thing I did when I came out was to go to the Chimatang lair alone, and then kill more than 200 people up and down, but I was unscathed. Then the elder brother of the leader of the Red Horse Hall, Yelu Chongshan, the general of the Liao State Frontier, led 800 elites to chase and kill me, and there was no piece of armor left behind by me. Speaking of this, the Crazy Knife Ancestor's eyes lit up, because such an experience had saved him enough prestige, and in the realm of Mobei, who was afraid of the Crazy Knife Ancestor.

"Ancestor is naturally very powerful, but it is inevitable that there are too many people killed, and the slaughter is too heavy, right?" Yang Zhan said euphemistically.

"Bastard, when did you become as pedantic as the old monk Sumeru? People want to take your life, and if you don't kill him, he will kill you. I don't even understand this truth, it's really grown so big in vain. Crazy Knife Ancestor scolded.

Yang Zhan was silent.

"After ending the enemy, I came to the Central Plains, hoping to use my demon-breaking sword technique to fight a piece of the world, and I did it, at that time, I defeated the top masters of the nine major sects in the world, and there were countless famous people. Crazy Knife Ancestor said proudly.

Yang Zhan listened to it with relish, although he had never seen the rivers and lakes, but the stories of the rivers and lakes made his heart refresh and his blood boiled like a miracle medicine.

"There is no rival in the rivers and lakes, and it is lonely. One day, I heard others talk about the immortals of Shangyang Mountain, and I realized that there was a great person in the world, so I went to look for it. The Crazy Knife Ancestor said with a serious face.

"Did the Ancestor find that master?" Yang Zhan asked again.

The Crazy Knife Ancestor nodded.

"That ancestor must have competed with that person, what was the result?" Yang Zhan couldn't wait to ask.

The Crazy Knife Ancestor said unhurriedly: "I found it, and it is really an immortal like the legend." But he didn't want to compete with me, but instead discussed with me the essence of martial arts. I say that the world's martial arts are unbreakable, but he said that the world's martial arts are undefeated. ”

"What is the Dao?" Yang Zhan asked again.

"That's a good question, I asked him the same thing at the time, but he didn't tell me, only that the place where everything in the world is connected is the Tao. Let me understand for myself. Crazy Knife Ancestor said.

Yang Zhan looked confused when he heard this.

I then forcibly made a move to compete with him, and his martial arts were really extraordinary, and we couldn't tell the winner for three days and three nights. Until finally he got impatient and attacked me with an unknown and wonderful kung fu, and I saw that the attack was ethereal, so I blocked it with a horizontal knife, and it was this gear that lost the competition. "When the Crazy Sword Ancestor said this, there seemed to be a thousand unwilling.

"Didn't the Ancestor say that that kung fu was illusory, how could it defeat you?" Yang Zhan was puzzled.

"That kung fu seems to be ethereal, illusory everywhere, but it is true everywhere, and after seeing this trick, I finally have an understanding of the Tao he said. But it was too late. The Crazy Knife Ancestor said as he took out a large cloth package from behind him, opened the package, and inside was a knife.

"This is the Devil's Eye Knife I wield. Crazy Knife Ancestor said.

Yang Zhan looked at the knife carefully: he saw that the ghost eye mad knife was silver and shiny, the blade was wide and short, the handle was slender, and there was a ring-shaped gap at the end of the back of the knife.

"Look here, and look here. The Crazy Knife Ancestor turned over the knife and pointed to the blade on the other side and said.

Yang Zhan looked according to the instructions of the Crazy Knife Ancestor and found that there were several scratches on the body of the knife.

This is the mark left by his last trick. Amazing, amazing. The Crazy Knife Ancestor exclaimed.

Yang Zhan didn't think there was anything unusual, so he said: "Sword comparison, it is inevitable that there will be scratch marks. ”

"Idiot, what do you know? That man was completely bare-handed and competed with me that day, and the traces on it were caused by him turning into sword qi with his internal force and shooting through the air. Crazy Knife Ancestor scolded impatiently.

Only then did Yang Zhan understand that it seemed that the martial arts of the master of Shangyang Mountain had already been superb.

"Boy, do you know what this Devil-Eyed Crazy Knife is forged from?" asked the Crazy Knife Ancestor again.

Yang Zhan shook his head.

"When I practiced the Demon Breaking Knife Method in the Gobi Cave Mansion, I saw an inscription on the wall, which not only marked the hiding place of the Ghost Eye Crazy Knife in Beihai, but also recorded its origin: it is said that there was a year when the Heavenly Stone was alien, but it disappeared after falling to the ground, and then someone dug a hundred feet into the ground before digging out this Heavenly Stone. Although the celestial stone is only the size of a bowl, it is extremely heavy. It took eight years for craftsmen to refine and form. The Crazy Knife Ancestor said and motioned for Yang Zhan to go and get the Devil Eye Crazy Knife.

Sure enough, it was difficult for Yang Zhan to pick it up with all his strength, at least seventy or eighty pounds.

"Haha...... This ghost-eyed knife is two feet long, weighs eighty-two pounds, and breaks gold and gravel like chopping melons and vegetables. It is not comparable to ordinary weapons. The Crazy Knife Ancestor said proudly, and couldn't help but stroke it again.

Only then did Yang Zhan realize the power of that Shangyang Mountain master, so he asked again: "After that person defeated the ancestor in his last move, he imprisoned the ancestor here?"

"No, no. I was hit by him, was seriously injured, and fainted. When I woke up, I was imprisoned here. And that person lives in seclusion in Shangyang Mountain all day long, and he will not go out of the mountain. ”

"Then who imprisoned the Ancestor here?" Yang Zhan asked again.

"I also asked the old monk Sumeru back then, but he didn't say anything, only said that I killed too much in this life, and there were many enemies, so it was not necessarily a bad thing to live here. It doesn't matter who imprisoned me here. The Crazy Knife Ancestor said with a rare open-mindedness.

"Boy, what's your name?" the Crazy Knife Ancestor suddenly asked.

"My name is Yang Zhan, Yang of Yangliu, superb Zhan. Yang Zhan replied very neatly.

"You said that your parents have died, and that is also the victim?" Crazy Knife Ancestor changed his words and asked about Yang Zhan's life experience.

"My adoptive father died on the battlefield, and my adoptive mother died of illness. Yang Zhan said in a low voice.

"What about your own parents?" asked the Crazy Knife Ancestor again.

Yang Zhan then told his life experience, including the final burning of Squire Zhao and taking refuge in Liu Yuanwai.

"Yes, great. When the Crazy Knife Ancestor heard this, he clapped his hands and shouted.

Yang Zhan didn't understand what was good, and he suddenly didn't know what to say to the Crazy Sword Ancestor. The Crazy Knife Ancestor was imprisoned here for more than 40 years, and for the first 30 years he could only chant the Buddha all day long, and in the following years, he was accompanied by the white ape, and he never spoke to anyone again. I had a detailed discussion with Yang Zhan today, but I was also comfortable and happy.

"Yang Zhan, are you willing to serve the Ancestor here?" asked the Crazy Knife Ancestor.

"If I can't go out, I will pick fruits for my ancestor every day and talk to my ancestors. Yang Zhan said.

"And what if you can get out?" asked the Blade Ancestor.

"Then I will definitely take the ancestor out with me. Yang Zhan said categorically.

"Good, good!" said the Crazy Knife Ancestor with a pleased smile.