Chapter 79: Three Rivers Gathering Elites (Part 1)
The moment he entered the new world of martial arts, Su Yang suddenly felt like the sky was high and the sea was vast. The whole world had obviously undergone tremendous changes. The sky seemed broader and higher, and the air was filled with a vibrant smell. The true energy in his body was surging but
The flow was very smooth, and there was no such depressing feeling as when I left every time before.
This is because the fourth level of martial arts evolution has been completed. Entering the fifth level has led to an increase in the upper limit of the world's martial arts capacity. The previous level of evolution was only level two at most. Every time I left, my skills had almost touched the upper limit of the world.
It's like a two-meter giant living in a dwarf's house will definitely feel depressed. Now the degree of evolution has suddenly increased by two levels, which means that the space has suddenly become several times, even ten times larger.
This was not the first time that Su Yang suffered from his weak internal strength. The green steel sword was almost thrown away after being shaken several times in Farewell Hook. This time he returned to the Sanjiang Sect and practiced the Sanjiang Mental Technique for two months before doing anything else.
Thinking of the Sanjiang Sect, Su Yang's heart warmed slightly. He slowed down his horse and trotted slowly along the official road. In the distance, he could vaguely see the outline of Sanjiang Mountain. Sanjiang Mountain is actually a mountain range, stretching for hundreds of miles.
The mountains are gloomy and undulating, with a height of more than a thousand feet. The entire mountain range is like a huge crouching tiger lying on the ground, with extraordinary momentum.
The Sanjiang Mountains have quite a history. I once heard Master Zhang Dashan say that in ancient times, there were three giant rivers running across the land in the Central Plains. During a certain war between the gods, the water gods worked together to divert the water from the three rivers and bring them together in one place.
The intersection of the three rivers immediately caused huge waves, which shot up into the sky and defeated the enemies of Gonggong. But this was a disaster for the people of the Central Plains. The area where the three rivers gathered was flooded, and thousands of lives were devastated. The goddess Nuwa couldn't bear it, so she used patchwork to patch the sky.
The sacred stone gathered five earth elements and refined it into a huge mountain, which was suppressed at the intersection of three rivers. From then on, the three rivers flowed in their own direction. Not only were there no longer floods, but they irrigated countless fertile fields along the three rivers and six banks to benefit the world.
At this moment, there was a rapid sound of horse hooves behind him, and three horses passed by Su Yang quickly. Sitting on them were three majestic men, wearing green, gray, and white cloaks, but their upper bodies were naked.
Carrying a nine-ring tiger-head broadsword that was an inch and five feet long on his back, he galloped past Su Yang on horseback. The three people had solemn expressions on their brows, as if there was some serious emergency.
Less than ten feet ahead of Su Yang, the three big men suddenly reined in their horses. The green horses neighed loudly as they galloped, and they stood up and stopped on the spot.
Su Yang's eyes lit up. These three people had such good skills. The sword behind them weighed forty or fifty kilograms. Coupled with their own weight, these three people were able to stop the galloping horse easily. What's even more rare is that these three people were able to stop the galloping horse easily.
The people took action almost at the same time, and their movements were the same, as if they were in sync with each other.
It seems that many masters have emerged in the new world during this time.
The three big men reined in their horses and turned their heads on the spot. Only then did Su Yang see clearly that these three big men looked almost exactly the same, except for the colors of their cloaks. They were probably brothers.
Their bare chests were as dark and strong as iron, and there were actually four characters carved with a knife on their chests: Live and die together!
Although these four words are no longer bleeding, they are almost deep enough to be seen in the bones. It can be seen that when they were carved, they thought that they were not "living together", but were ready to "die together".
The man in the white cloak shouted to Su Yang from a distance: "My friend, is this the way the Sanjiang sect goes?"
Su Yang was not surprised to hear that he was looking for someone from the Sanjiang Sect. Zhang Dashan had made friends all over the world, and it was normal for him to have some friends he didn't know. However, these three people were not weak in martial arts, and their faces were filled with sadness and anger, and they had a certain trace of anger on their faces.
There is an obvious murderous aura, I don't know if it is an enemy or a friend.
After thinking about it, his identity was not exposed, and these three people were considered loyal, so he said: "Exactly, follow this road, there is a fork not far away, go east for three or four miles, and there is a road in front of the door.
Those in the main square are the Sanjiang sect.”
The man in the white cloak nodded slightly, took out a small ingot of silver from his arms, and said proudly: "Thank you, just use this little money to drink."
After saying this, without waiting for Su Yang to reply, he tossed his white cloak casually, and the ingot of silver came through the air with a whoosh, and went into the pocket of Su Yang's sash on his horse.
It seems that these three people have no ill intentions, but they are a bit rude. Are they giving alms to beggars? Or are they showing off their kung fu? In front of the Sanjiang Sect, when will it be the turn of outsiders to show off!
Su Yang smiled slightly: "It's just a trivial matter, it's nothing to worry about. The three friends are too polite."
The green steel sword was unsheathed like lightning, and there was a soft sound of "dang". The tip of the sword hit the silver in the air. The silver stopped in the air and flew out, slightly faster than when it came in.
Before the big man in the white cloak could retract his hand, he saw a flash of silver light, and the small ingot of silver returned to his palm. When he threw the silver, he held it between three fingers. Now the silver seemed to have eyes and was actually accurate.
Getting back between these three fingers, it's like turning back time, and his money hasn't been thrown out yet.
"Huh? Weird things, weird things." The man in the white cloak frowned, raised his hand and threw out the silver again.
This time the silver moved faster, and went straight to the back of Su Yang's right hand holding the sword. The silver coin flew out, and the white cloak's left hand was raised again, and another silver coin flew out immediately after.
There was a bag on Su Yang's horse, and it seemed that he had to put the money into it.
Su Yang secretly thought that this person was not bad, but a bit stubborn and arrogant, so he waved his hand with a smile.
There was a "dang" sound, and the two pieces of silver went back where they came from. One bounced back into Bai Manao's hand, and the other fell right into his pocket.
The white cloak's expression changed drastically. He stared at Su Yang up and down with wide eyes. The gray cloak next to him snorted coldly. He reached behind his back and slowly drew out the tiger-headed sword. He placed one hand across his chest, forty or fifty.
The heavy sword was as light as a goose feather in his hand, without any trembling.
"Don't cause too much trouble, just get down to business!"
Green Cloak, who had been silent for a long time, glared at the two of them seriously, then retaliated with Su Yang and said in a deep voice: "I am Ye Chun of Puyang Five Tigers Gate, these two are my third and fourth brothers, because my second brother came out.
My two brothers are deeply saddened by these things, and I ask my friend to forgive me for my abrupt actions and offending! The mountains remain green and the rivers flow forever. Thank you for your guidance. My three brothers have important matters to attend to, so I'll take my leave now!
"
After saying that, the green cloak turned the horse's head and whipped his mount hard on the buttocks, then walked away. The other two people looked at each other and chased after him. In the blink of an eye, the three of them were gone.
Su Yang quickly ran through it in his mind. Zhang Dashan told him about the allusions of Jianghu in the New World in the past. There seemed to be a Five Tigers Sect in Puyang, which used the Five Tigers Sword-breaking Sword Technique. There were four people in the sect, all of whom were brothers. Their surnames were
The leaves are named "Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter".
It turned out that something happened to his second eldest child, Ye Xia. No wonder he rushed to the Sanjiang sect. His master, Zhang Dashan, had great reputation in the martial arts world and had "high" martial arts skills. The Sanjiang sect was one of the top martial arts sects in the new world. He was probably the second eldest son of his family.
If they got into some trouble or were hurt by someone, the three of them couldn't figure it out, so they went to ask Master to help mediate.
After walking for a while, a clear chant came from the roadside.
"A sword can travel a thousand miles, but a small body dares to speak a word!"
Following the sound, I saw a person walking in the field beside the official road. This person's head was wrapped in a square scarf, and he was wearing a blue gown, with a folding fan stuck behind his collar. He was dressed like a scholar, but he was completely covered in clothes.
It's dirty and worn out, and it hasn't been replaced for an unknown amount of time. It's quite shabby.
The Luotuo scholar held a scroll of bamboo slips in one hand and read loudly as he walked. In the other hand, he held a huge writing brush that was longer than his arm. The tip of the pen was scratching in the air in front of him, as if he was writing.
The scholar holds a huge pen in his hand, but his body is upright, neither swaying nor swaying. His feet are not very fast, but they are very rhythmic and flow like clouds and water. Every step he takes faintly echoes the strokes written in the air, which is smooth and unrestrained.
.When the last stroke of the five-character poem came to an end, both feet happened to step on the official road.
Su Yang's eyes tightened. The giant pen in the scholar's hand shone brightly in the sun. The penholder was actually made of pure steel!
This weight may not be heavier than the tiger-head knife, but a big man like the three tigers of the Ye family still needs to use his whole hand to hold the ghost-head knife, but the weak scholar Wenwen can actually hold it with only three fingers of his right hand.
With a pure and powerful pen, he can write an article in regular script in the air in front of him, and he can also read aloud, which is excellent both in terms of skill and mental concentration.
The scholar raised his head and saw Su Yang, bowed long and deeply, and asked with a smile: "This man on horseback, please take a step slowly. May I know how to get to the Sanjiang Sect?"
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I'll change the "Xia Ye" in Longtaolou to become "Ye Xia" and "Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter" four brothers, so as not to become the "Twigs, Leaves, Flowers, Roots" and the Six Immortals of Peach Valley.
The mortality rate of this episode is very high, everyone should settle for their fate~~
