The reeds on the banks of the Canglan River are glowing green, and the birds splash across the water, making some ripples, and then descend into the grass with a small fish in their mouths.
The boatman rowed a small boat and sang folk songs. It slowly merged into the river from a tributary, passed through the towering cliffs on both sides, and stopped at a nearby river beach. The man who got off the boat paid the boat money, carried his baggage, and walked along the familiar road with his sword in hand.
The mountain road winds up, and as you walk towards the mountain gate, you can see the brand-new sword-holding building with its four corners raised, and red painted pillars under the eaves. The eaves are stacked on top of each other, and are covered with decorated small swords. It has five floors.
number.
The ancient sword on the door plaque has been removed and placed on the sword stand in the middle of the sword-holding hall. The old man in black and gold-patterned robes sat with his eyes closed, listening to the beautiful woman's low-pitched report.
It has been five years since the thunderstorm passed. Even though I have recovered a little, I am still not as good as before. On that day, two hundred and seventy-two disciples were killed or injured in the thunderstorm. Most of the injured can no longer continue to practice and can only serve as outer disciples.
Let go of the world.
The former head Wang Xuanyi lost his arm and went completely crazy. The sword leader of the North Courtyard was hacked to death;
Teach disciples.
In these years, the only people who have supported the entire Sword Sect are Xu Qingfeng, the sword leader of the South Courtyard, and Ru Yue of the West Courtyard. One person is responsible for the construction of the Sword Sect and selecting qualified disciples, while the other person contacts the monastic sects in various states, but reputation will always be there.
He fell a lot and was not popular with others.
Especially those who have offended the Tianshi Mansion, the famous sects are almost unwilling to interact with Canglan Sword Sect. Only the monks of Xiaoshan Xiaomen maintain their purpose and remain friendly.
"Last year, the money recovered from Shanxia Industry was not much, and many places in the gate still need to be repaired...Uncle Master, you see..."
Snapped!
The woman's answer was a loud slap in the face. The woman covered her face and lowered her head, not daring to answer. Now as the head of the family, Li Congyun was her master. He had a profound realm, tough methods, and no mercy at all.
Beating and scolding were trivial matters, but when his temper got stronger, he could even kill someone. In the past few years, four disciples who could no longer continue practicing were beaten to death by him in the Sword Holding Tower with his own hands, because the other disciples said something to him.
Fortunately, the old man was not close to women, otherwise Ruyue would have been taken into his room long ago.
When the woman covered her face and lowered her head, the old man sitting in the front seat opened his eyes slightly, took a sip from the tea cup with the hand that had just struck the person, "The mountain gate needs to be rebuilt, there is no need to save it! The mountain gate is my Canglan facade, how can I
If you are careless, if you don't have enough money, you can go to the foot of the mountain and kidnap a few craftsmen up the mountain. When the work is done, let them go."
Ruyue gently wiped away the bloodshot eyes from the corner of her mouth and responded in a low voice: "Yes, Master Master." Then she exited the sword-holding tower. She looked at the skylight outside, took a deep breath, and endured the humiliation just now in her heart.
Looking at the renovated attic around me, the disciples who passed by said that if they had not regarded this place as their home, they would have left two years ago and gone elsewhere.
"Is everything okay?"
After walking out of the sword-holding building, under the attic on one side, Xu Qingfeng stopped her. Seeing that there was still a trace of blood on the corner of her mouth, she took out the silk handkerchief and handed it over. Ru Yue did not accept it, and just said: "Thank you."
Go far.
"How on earth is the road to Canglan Sword Sect going to go... and where is it going!"
Xu Qingfeng looked back at the towering sword-holding tower, sighed, and closed his eyes. At this time, a disciple who came back from outside, carrying a baggage, hurriedly approached the sword tower and walked around Fei Xuan, who was lame and cleaning.
Then, without even bothering to say hello, he entered the hall door. Soon, he informed the old man one by one of the information he had gathered from outside.
"Is he still alive?" Li Congyun asked with a tone of surprise.
"It's in a temple in Luodu." The disciple didn't dare to lie, so he bowed and said: "This disciple is traveling around, slaying demons and collecting funds to build a mountain gate. I happened to hear that there is a temple in Luodu that is very popular, so I also heard about it.
The pilgrims in the temple mentioned that the statue is called Chen Yuan."
"Hehehe!!"
The old man at the head grinned, grabbed the ancient sword lying horizontally on the sword stand, pulled it out with a buzz, and held it in his hand: "It would be better not to die. I always seek revenge when I have a grudge. Even if I become a ghost in the temple, I still can't."
I want you to lose your soul!"
The sword energy was flowing freely, and the seats on one side of the reception room burst into pieces and flew away.
The old man has his own arrogance. With his level, unless the Heavenly Master from the Heavenly Master Mansion comes out in person, who in the world can stop him!
…
The person the old man was thinking of was currently thousands of miles away in the apse of the City God's Temple in Luodu. In the open crack in the ground, Chen Yuan's soul seemed to be being pulled toward the dark abyss by an invisible hand.
"It's still a little bit worse, it's still a little bit worse!"
All over his body, traces of black energy overflowed from his chest and flew to the bottom of the abyss. At the last moment, the invincible darkness suddenly surged up like a big mouth, swallowing Chen Yuan in one gulp.
In an instant, Chen Yuan looked at things again. The familiar Senluo Temple was already standing under the gloomy sky. And where he was, the soil was soft and the trees were thick. It was like he was in the wilderness. Wherever his eyes touched, there were drifting waves.
The twisted figure walked aimlessly, with wailing and low-pitched roars coming from all directions from time to time.
"These ghosts are barbarians...why did they come outside?"
Chen Yuan's whole body glowed with golden light, which made the ghosts dare not approach, so they walked straight past. Soon, they saw the outline of a city wall blocking the front. In the center was a huge ghost head, and the open bloody mouth was the city gate.
"Shouldn't the two gods Shen Tu and Yu Lei be here?"
However, Chen Yuan went straight through the gate of hell without seeing any ghosts. When he arrived at Senluo Hall, the door was tightly closed and there were countless ghosts wandering around unattended.
"It seems that we have to get our bodies back so that the Seventh Master and Eighth Master can appear... But the prerequisite for getting it back is to restore the Second Master and the others..."
Chen Yuan did not dare to delay any longer. As for Qu Chenghuang outside, he did not say hello to him for the time being. He just followed the location of the underworld that the Seventh Master had told him, one by one.
Finally, behind the main hall of the Wheel-turning King, I found the wheel-turning platform. It was like a huge stone mill with six petals, which could lead to the past, present, and future. In other words, people who join the six realms do not all go to the future to be animals or beasts.
It is possible for people to go back to the past.
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Fortunately, there were six patterns on the carousel. Otherwise, Chen Yuan would not have dared to find one to try. He just didn't know if this thing could still be used if there was no one in the underworld to look after it.
Chen Yuan gritted his teeth and recognized the direction of the human-like person. His body glowed with golden light and he stood up. The next moment, he saw where he was standing, and a road suddenly spread out, extending straight into the distance.
With no ghosts to watch and no judge to write, Chen Yuan walked on the light path, and scenes from various time periods gradually appeared on both sides as he walked forward, quickly falling to the rear.
"At the end of Han Dynasty, Zhuoxian County..."
After murmuring for an unknown amount of time, Chen Yuan finally stopped and stood at a certain time, looking at the flashing picture on one side. In an instant, he suddenly reached out and touched it.
The whole person disappeared in an instant.
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North, Zhuo County.
A rain cloud is gradually dispersing. On the muddy road, ordinary people and business travelers are struggling to move forward through potholes and stagnant water. The rammed earth city walls are covered with traces of wind and rain. The streets are intertwined with low earth walls. Old farmers carrying burdens are coming.
As we went, women in long coarse skirts were picking vegetables; children running by were playing, not caring about the water under their feet.
Chen Yuan looked at the scene as if it were real. If Zhang Jiao hadn't reminded him, this might be just the way the second master and the others thought about the world, otherwise he would have thought he had really returned to the era of the late Han Dynasty.
Zhuo County is also a big county. Where can I find Er Ye and the others?
Chen Yuan was not afraid that the time was wrong. After all, the time period he seized was exactly the time when Er Ye and the others were preparing to attack the Yellow Turbans.
"drive!"
There was the sound of horse hooves approaching, and the water splashed directly on Chen Yuan's steps. The two knights who passed by did not seem to care about splashing muddy water on others, and shouted to the pedestrians in front to get out of the way. There was a vague conversation between the two.
"I will introduce you to three heroes. Where can we send these horses to them? As long as we drive away the Yellow Turban thieves and keep the trade routes open, the money will be back anytime."
Chen Yuan could not recognize those two people, but speaking of the three heroes, they were still in Zhuo County. Who else could they have besides Er Ye?
He shook off the muddy water on the hem of his robe, smiled and looked around with surprised eyes. After all, in this world, Chen Yuan's robe was not only luxurious, but also seemed much ahead of its time.
Following the two people, they crossed the street and through the city to the eastern suburbs, stopping at a small town. Looking from a distance, in addition to fertile fields, there was also a large peach grove outside the town. It was the flowering season, and it spread all over the city.
It is a pink color, which is refreshing and refreshing.
Walking into the town, Chen Yuan followed the two people to a house, walked past the horse stakes, entered the yard, and saw a burly figure in a light green robe under the old tree in the yard.
Be with a man who has kind ears and a friendly face.
It seems that I feel something in my heart.
Guan Yu, who was wearing a blue hat and a face as heavy as a jujube, opened his eyes slightly and looked toward the courtyard gate. On the other side, a black man with a face as black as coal and thick eyebrows and a thick beard also looked at him, and his voice was as violent as thunder.
"What kind of idiot dares to break into my house!"
"Third brother, please don't do anything!" Guan Yu suddenly spoke to stop him. The generous man sitting on the stone bench stopped to discuss with the two people opposite him. His eyes couldn't help but look curiously at the courtyard door, and his voice was gentle: "Yun Chang, do you know that little brother?"
Guan Yu nodded.
"It looks familiar, like I've seen it somewhere before!"
Next to him, Zhang Fei touched the tiger's beard and echoed thoughtfully: "Me too!"
"Second Master, Third Master, please come and be fine!"
Chen Yuan stood for a while and knew it was time to speak, so he raised his hands and saluted the three of them. When he saw the man with a rather friendly face among the three, he also raised his hands and said, "I've met Uncle Liu Huang."
"This this……"
Although Liu Bei claimed to be a royal nobleman, it had not spread yet. Now that he was called such by Chen Yuan, he was a little overwhelmed. He quickly stood up and helped Chen Yuan up. "Little brother, do you really know Yunchang?"
"There is also the Third Master, I know you too." Chen Yuan finished his ceremony and looked at Guan Yu, who had a confused look on his face. Now that he had met the real master, he didn't want to delay it any longer. He lowered his hand and quietly made out his finger gestures towards the red-faced Guan Yu.
A golden light popped up, and the same light flew towards Zhang Fei from the other hand.
The two of them froze, frozen in place.
Liu Bei, who noticed something strange, turned around and looked at the two brothers. Seeing that they were motionless, he felt a little panicked.
"Yun Chang, Yide? What's going on with you two?!"
The next moment, the eyes of Guan and Zhang moved. Guan Yu looked at Liu Bei in front of him and suddenly grabbed his arms. His eyes suddenly turned red and he shouted loudly: "Brother!!!"
"Yun Chang... what are you doing? Why are you crying!"
Liu Bei was a little shocked. The person who was fine just now suddenly changed. Before he could say a second sentence, Zhang Fei on the side also had tears in his eyes. He looked at Liu Bei in front of him and hugged him directly with his feet off the ground.
Got up.
"Brother, I miss you so much!"
"Brother...the same!"
Guan Yu also hugged Zhang Fei and Liu Bei. Perhaps he was infected, and Liu Bei also cried. The three of them immediately cried together under the tree.
Over there, Chen Yuan quietly watched the scene of brothers recognizing each other.