The Book of Troubled Times

"What's the matter with Junior Brother Zhang, did you piss so much that you jumped down and swam around?"

When Zhao Changhe was questioning, someone in the room over there wandered out of the door and walked to the corner of the door. Suddenly, his chest felt numb, and Yue Hongling had already pressed acupuncture points.

The last person left in the room didn't know what happened outside, the red shadow flashed by, and he also got acupuncture points.

Yue Hongling carried one in each hand to the forest, and asked each of them a circle. When they came out to see Zhao Changhe, the two exchanged each other, and their opinions were roughly the same.

"I also have a point of view here. It is said that they were not so cold when they first came. These days, it is getting colder and colder these days."

"There must be a reason for this environmental change... What special measures do they have?"

Yue Hongling said: "It is said that Shi Wuding set up a sword formation in the cave at the back, I don't know if that is the reason. The sword formation is all participated by his wordless sword slaves, outsiders can't enter, so they can only guard outside for him. However, this snow mountain is cold, Theoretically, no one comes here at all, who still works so hard to garrison? Isn’t it just sleeping and sleeping, and they drink and drink.”

"No wonder, I feel that the guard is lax. From this point of view, he is a wordless sword slave..." Zhao Changhe paused. He really didn't want to use the word sword slave to describe his friend, so he said it as a character generation: "He came from a wordless generation." There aren't many people, so it hasn't reached the state that Li Si'an introduced that Shu is full of sword cottages."

Yue Hongling said: "This is inevitable. This kind of method involves a lot of energy, how can there be so many...Bashu is related to sword houses everywhere, and most of them should be normal to ask for advice on sword skills. Wordless sword slaves are not attracted to it. It's just for people's attention. In fact, the wordless sword slave should not exceed the number of palms... This may be the reason why Shi Wuding has not been able to break through the bottleneck."

Zhao Changhe nodded slightly, this analysis makes sense.

According to this method, if it can be spread across thousands, it will be sharp. Not only is it a triple secret treasury, I am afraid that the so-called "Royal" realm will be fine in the follow-up - logically, this should be a routine that can only be played in the "Royal" realm, and it is too much to practice in the uncertain time. Reluctantly, it is not easy to count with one palm.

But the number is so small, so why use this to make a breakthrough? The sword intent he has mastered may not be as much as Zhao Changhe's Tianshuhang. With this, Zhao Changhe can't even touch the second-level secret treasure. Isn't it a joke that Shi Wuding wants to use these few to break the third-level secret treasure? ...

Maybe I have broken through in normal practice, and I can't break through if I spend a lot of energy here...

No wonder it became more and more radical, and chose the method of combining Miaojiang voodoo techniques to control ready-made masters to be sword slaves...

Zhao Changhe pondered and said: "From this point of view, it is very likely that the manpower required by the sword formation is not enough, and knowing that Wubing has arrived in Bashu, he asked Wubing to fill in the hole... And there must be something wrong with this sword formation. Wubing's routine is Impossible to agree, must take back the control... Now I don't know how to achieve this, whether it needs to be face to face or can be far away..."

Yue Hongling raised his head and glanced at him: "Even if you can be separated, it must be within a certain range, otherwise you don't need to trick Han Wubing to come here... He probably hasn't arrived yet, you have to block him immediately, maybe there is still time. "

"and you……"

"This sword array caused a problem with the sky, and made you and I uneasy. It is no small matter. I am worried that it may be forced to activate even if Han Wubing is missing. We must pay attention. In this way, you and I will divide into two groups...you go to block Han No disease, Wuding will leave the sword formation to find you when it may be involved, but I am lying in ambush here, waiting for the opportunity to destroy the sword formation."

"Okay. Just be careful."

"You are also careful."

The young couple didn't say a word of unnecessary nonsense, the assignment had been decided, and Zhao Changhe left the mountain quickly.

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In the dark night, Han Wubing walked slowly, looking at the looming mountains in the distance.

His path is different from Zhao Changhe's. He came here directly from Bashu, from north to south; Zhao Changhe came from Dali, but came from the southeast, and the two sides could not meet.

Master wants to settle his grievances with himself, invites to meet at the new mountain gate, and "let wanderers recognize the gate". This kind of humane words, which are rarely heard in the cold and cold swordsman sect, made Han Wubing feel a little inexplicably touched.

Deep in my heart, I always have a feeling of admiration for my master. It seems that there is a voice telling me that I have any unresolved grievances with my master. Go ahead and have a chat with my master... My own self is also qualified to have a dialogue with Master after returning home.

He didn't know that he was just a sword slave who had been presupposed since he was a child...but he knew that something was wrong with the sect, and he knew it before.

Jianlu is in Bashan, and there is no property. Where does the money to support a sect come from?

But the master seems to have inexhaustible money, and many senior brothers are also very rich, but they don't know where it came from.

And the senior brothers obviously often travel around the rivers and lakes, and some senior brothers often die outside and cannot come back, but the world says that Jianlu disciples rarely travel outside.

There is no other reason, it is actually quite simple to know the inside story in the Sword Cottage, and it didn't take long for a senior brother to reveal it to him, do you want to receive the reward together?

Han Wubing thought he was a bounty hunter, and after doing it a few times, he realized that everyone was not a bounty hunter, but a killer.

Bashan Jianlu is Tingxuelou's public identity, and the killer business is Jianlu's main source of income. Among them, Tingxuelou also has peripheral killers, who are all scattered people recruited from various places in Bashu, so they practice in various ways, and the real core killers are all Jianlu disciples.

It was difficult for Han Wubing to accept... Bounty hunters and killers sound similar, they are Yin and Yang polarities. So he stopped participating, and his relationship with the teacher became more and more discordant.

On the bank of the sword lake, the same sect snatches swords and kills friends, but it detonates a rift, and the trigger for the rift has long been buried...Of course he doesn't know, this is a sword path prepared by his master according to his temperament. The different choices actually make Shi Wuding very happy.

From beginning to end, it's just a real drama.

Earlier, Han Wubing also knew that Tingxuelou had received the bounty for killing Zhao Changhe, but they were all outside assassins who pretended to be beggars and mistresses, and no real Jianlu disciples had ever acted before. I don't think it has anything to do with me. When he found that Yingshuang was looking for Zhao Changhe, Han Wubing couldn't sit still.

What the hell, the forces that offered a reward to assassinate Zhao Changhe earlier have basically reconciled with Zhao Changhe. The one who issued the arrest warrant has already kissed him, and the one who issued the reward from the Blood God Sect is kneeling Too much... I'm calling the Holy Son.

So who is still offering a reward now?

It doesn't matter who is offering the reward, Yingshuang is his senior brother, and Zhao Changhe can't handle it with a practice in the 30s.

So he searched for thousands of miles and blocked his senior brother in Jiange.

Looking at the snow-capped mountains in front of him, Han Wubing suddenly thought, maybe this is just beginning to fit the name of Tingxuelou?

The past is over...Since Master wants to reconcile today, let's talk about it. Why did we who were born for swords become demon kings in the dark night? It shouldn't be.

While thinking, the footsteps have already stepped into the range of the snow mountain.

As soon as he stepped in, Han Wubing's expression changed slightly, and he was about to pull back.

He felt that he had entered a strange realm, his mind became trance, his memory became blurred, his thinking began to slow down, there seemed to be whispers echoing in the sea of ​​souls, all consciousness faded, only the shadow of Master became more and more prominent.

Han Wubing was no rookie at this time, he forcibly suppressed his trance, and was about to evacuate quickly.

Behind him was a shadowy figure, suddenly blocked by countless figures.

Han Wubing was in a trance again... Why couldn't his spiritual sense detect the existence of these people? They are all……

Are they all dead?

No, there is a living person... also an acquaintance of Zhao Changhe, Lan Wujiang who fought in the sword test of Hundred Clans a few days ago.

"As expected of no illness." Lan Wujiang's expression at this time was also stiffer than that of the day, his face was as pale as a zombie, but he seemed to be conscious and able to talk: "I really realized it at the first time and got out in time...but Now that you're here, don't go back... isn't the Sword House good?"

Han Wubing could hardly hear the previous words clearly, only the last few words exploded in his heart repeatedly.

Is the sword house not good? Is the sword house not good?

He clutched his head hard, panting, "This is... what's going on..."

"There's nothing... A wanderer who is away always has to return to his position... Wan Jian returns to the clan, that's just the case." Lan Wujiang remained expressionless, as if stating a matter of course: "Your cultivation progresses so fast, The suzerain is very happy, with your arrival, the last piece of the puzzle has been filled in."

"Choke!" Before he finished speaking, Han Wubing suddenly drew his sword and was about to force his way away.

But this sword is very strange. It looks fierce, but facing Lan Wujiang is like playing tricks. Every movement, every movement of his is like playing with the opponent, and he is easily defeated. The ground is set aside.

A few expressionless sword slaves rushed up, grabbed Han Wubing and led him up the mountain.

Han Wubing's head became dizzy again, and he found that he didn't even have the strength to struggle, and his eyelids began to fight. What's even more weird is that the desire in my heart is still to go up the mountain...why do I still want to go up the mountain?

Is this bewitched? Or what curse?

Han Wubing guarded the altar carefully and looked inside quickly, but he couldn't find any problems at all for a while.

Is it true that as people from the Central Plains said, the Miao border should not be entered lightly, and I don’t know why if it is planted inexplicably...

I'm so unwilling... I just came back to take a look for the love of my master... Could it be that, as they said, the seven emotions in people are all wrong, and they are all obstacles to the way of swordsmanship?

At this moment, the sky burst into blood.

Under the moonlight, a blood-colored figure jumped down from the mountain, holding a huge broad knife in both hands, and slashed straight at the sky and covered the sky: "Go away!"

Lan Wujiang looked up in amazement, the moon was full on the top of the mountain, the figure was like in the middle of the moon, the face could not be seen clearly, only the bright red eyes remained, looking down like a god and demon.

Han Wubing, who was almost unconscious, showed a smile.

Who says everything is an obstacle? There is always something to prove stubbornly to the world.

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