The wood is unremarkable, there is no pattern carving, and it is not polished by a master. It is just a piece of broken wood picked up casually on the roadside.
The only strange thing is that there is a word engraved on it.
"A piece of rotten wood, that's what scares you away?!"
When Monk Peng saw the piece of wood, he couldn't help but sneered: "Zhuang Zheng, Zhuang Zheng, I see that the older you get, the less courageous you become. It's just a broken piece of wood, so what's there to be afraid of?!"
The rest of the Ming Cult members behind him, although they were afraid of Zhuang Zheng's identity and did not dare to taunt him, they all showed disdain on their faces.
King Yin Ye frowned slightly. As the leader of the Five Elements Banner, Zhuang Zheng was not only superb in martial arts, but also very calm in his work. How could he be scared off by a piece of broken wood?
He thought for a while and decided to take a closer look at the piece of wood.
When the person took the wood, he felt that it was heavy and had a rough texture. It was indeed the same as the rotten wood on the roadside. If there was anything special about it, it was only the seal character engraved on it.
The word "Back" is written with great force. There is a bit of sharpness between the strokes, which seems to contain swordsmanship. However, it is still ordinary. A third-rate swordsman can also write this word.
There was a hint of disdain in King Yin Ye's eyes, but the next moment, his thoughts suddenly changed!
When viewed as a whole, the ordinary strokes of this character come to life immediately. They connect into the sky and the earth, and merge into the mountains and rivers. They are vast and majestic, encompassing everything!
The powerful sword intent contained in this word sent shivers down King Yin Ye's spine. This must be a peerless swordsman!
His expression suddenly changed and he exclaimed in shock: "Who is this person?"
Peng Yingyu, who was mocking Zhuang Zheng, was startled by the sudden voice of King Yin Ye. He said: "Young Master, this is..."
"Look at this word!"
King Yin Ye handed over the block of wood.
Peng Yingyu didn't dare to be negligent. Zhuang Zheng could still say there was something wrong, but King Yin Ye also noticed something was wrong. There must be something unusual about the writing on the wood!
He is also a master of the first-class realm. After a closer look, he quickly noticed the sword intention contained in that seal character. The sword intention was embedded in the strokes. Although it was weak, it had a majestic force that encompassed the world and formed mountains and rivers of its own.
The momentum made him shudder!
"Good sword, good sword spirit!"
Peng Yingyu took a breath of cold air and said: "With such sword intent, he is really a peerless swordsman. I never expected that there is such a hidden master hidden in this ruined temple in the northwest!"
"The world is so vast that it is full of wonders. In the past, Zhang Sanfeng was just a wild Taoist hiding in Wudang Mountain."
King Yin Ye said seriously: "Master Zhuang Banner, who is this person? Can you see his appearance clearly?"
Zhuang Zheng shook his head and said: "My subordinates are incompetent. When I saw this word, I was afraid that my brothers would lose their lives innocently, so I hurriedly retreated. However, since he is willing to protect Tang Jiu'er and Fang Qiushan, he is afraid of fighting with our Holy Cult."
They are enemies, not friends."
Knowing their Mingjiao identity, but still interfering in them and forcibly rescuing people, how could a veteran like Zhuang Zheng fail to understand the situation?
"An enemy rather than a friend? Those who dare to be enemies of our Holy Religion will have a bad end!"
A sharp look flashed in King Yin Ye's eyes, and he said: "Go and send a message to Fa Wang Gu, asking him to capture those two little guys and then go here to learn the swordsmanship of this master!"
"King Fa Wang, he's here too?!" Zhuang Zheng said in surprise.
He knew that King Gu was originally a disciple of a major sect in the Far West. He joined the sect by chance. Although he was young, his martial arts skills were so high that he now firmly occupied the second place in the sect besides the leader.
, he is an unparalleled genius in the way of swordsmanship!
"If this were not the case, how could we and the young leader be waiting for you here safely?" Peng Yingyu said.
…
In the northwest border city, Tang Jiuer and Fang Qiushan were strolling in the courtyard with relaxed expressions.
The Tang Clan and Emei sects not only dominate the middle of Shu, they are also very influential in the northwest martial arts world. There are many small sects and sects who obey their orders. As long as the two of them find a close force here, they can entrust people to them.
Send the message and you no longer have to travel thousands of miles.
Suddenly, a beautiful figure flashed in front of Tang Jiuer. Her eyes lit up and a look of surprise appeared on her face. She stepped forward and said, "Sister Yue's family!"
But he saw that the person who came was wearing a plain white dress, with an elegant appearance and a quiet temperament. He was holding a long sword in his jade hand, and he was very cold and not allowed to approach.
Tang Jiuer recognized this female knight, whom she called Yue Yuyan. She was the daughter of the northwest hero Yue Qing. Although her martial arts skills were not as good as her own, she was considered to be very powerful among the younger generation. Although she looked cold, she was actually very easy to get along with.
The two met by chance at an inn in Jianghu three years ago and immediately hit it off.
"Sister Yue, I remember when you said you were going to Jiangnan, why did you end up in the northwest?" Tang Jiuer asked.
When Yue Yuyan saw that it was Tang Jiuer, she couldn't help but smile, which was particularly touching. She smiled and said: "Have you forgotten, the northwest is my home, but you, if you don't stay well in Tangjiapu, what are you doing here?
"
"I'm here to travel!"
Tang Jiuer didn't want to tell the real situation between her and Fang Qiushan, so she changed the subject and said with a smile: "I remember you said you were going to Jiangnan to look for traces of a person, but you haven't found it now?"
Yue Yuyan's smile suddenly dimmed and she said, "Yes, I couldn't find him. I spent three years traveling all over Jiangnan, but I never saw him."
She sighed and murmured: "Many people said that he was seriously injured and died, but I don't believe it. He must have been discouraged because of something and didn't want to walk in the world again."
he?
Could it be...
Tang Jiuer blinked and said with great curiosity: "That person is your sister-in-law..."
She hesitated to speak, but the meaning was self-evident.
"You, you, what do you think about in this little head all day long?"
Yue Yuyan poked her smooth forehead angrily, and then said with some disappointment: "How could a great hero like him, who is upright and upright, like me? I'm afraid I'm just a little sister in his eyes. After meeting him,
Maybe he would say a few words of concern, but usually he would not remember me at all."
"In that case, then Sister Yue, are you still looking for him?" Tang Jiuer was very surprised.
Yue Yuyan looked at the incomparable beauty of the girl in front of her, and suddenly realized that the little girl she met on Daozuo in the past had a peerless appearance, and was three points more beautiful than herself.
She gently rubbed the other person's hair and said, "You don't understand now, but you will understand when you meet such a person in the future."
Tang Jiuer wrinkled her nose and complained, "Sister-in-law, you bully me, rub my hair, and say I don't understand. You are only two years older than me!"
Yue Yuyan smiled and said: "He saved my life twice, no matter what else, I will look for him, besides..."
She paused, as if to convince herself, and said, "Besides, Sister Wen, my father, and Mr. Jin all want me to go find him."
Is this the reason?
Tang Jiuer stared at her bright eyes. She always felt that there was some unfinished meaning hidden in Yue Yuyan's words. She wanted to ask what happened, but Yue Yuyan didn't give her a chance. He just rubbed her hair again, smiled at her, and walked into the crowd.
Among them, there was no trace soon.
"Sister Yue's family, I'm afraid I have her in my heart..."
Tang Jiuer shook his jade lips, and his eyes were full of doubts and longing. What he longed for was the story of that man and Yue Lingyan. It was just like the story in the storybook. In three years, he traveled around the world, looking for traces.
As for doubts, since that person didn't care about her, why did she go all over the country to look for him?
"I didn't expect that this Miss Yue looks delicate and frail, but she has the courage to travel thousands of miles to find the one she loves. It's really admirable!" Fang Qiushan said in a tone full of praise.
He asked himself, he would never be able to do it, nor would he dare to do it.
The Emei sect has strict sect rules, and although the head master, Miejie Shitai, protects his shortcomings, he is even more strict in disciplining his disciples and will never allow his disciples to act so wantonly.
For no reason, both of them became a little discouraged.
"Thousands of mountains are covered with snow, and only one shadow goes to whom..."
Tang Jiuer groaned softly and couldn't help but feel a little sorry for Yue Lingyan.
Fang Qiushan thought of his family's ancestor. Legend has it that when she was young, she traveled all over the world, seemingly to find someone.
No, business matters!
While Fang Qiushan was thinking wildly, he suddenly woke up, shook his head, dispelled these thoughts, and said: "Miss Jiu'er, let's go and deliver the message first. I remember that there is a Xia Jianmen in this city, and he is one of my seniors in Emei.
The creation is not far ahead."
The Emei sect has been established for seventy or eighty years, and its disciples have spread out and expanded their sphere of influence, which is very common.
Tang Jiuer was still immersed in his emotions, but when he heard this, he woke up and said, "Yes, let's go deliver the message first, and then talk about other things."
Now the two of them walked hand in hand towards the Xia Jianmen station.
However, as soon as they arrived at the gate, the two of them discovered that something was wrong.
Xia Jianmen was empty, the door was open, and there were no disciples guarding it outside. Even the plaque was split in half and fell to the ground!
problem occurs!
The two of them looked at each other, with a flash of surprise in their eyes, and hurriedly went inside to find out.
But as soon as they entered the door, the two of them were even more shocked. However, they saw along the way that there was not a single disciple, and there were no signs of fighting. It was as if the Xia Jianmen disciples had evaporated out of thin air!
But there was still a glimmer of hope in their hearts. After all, no blood was seen anywhere they passed.
Not long after, the two of them arrived at the innermost hall. The door of the hall was closed tightly, and there was some faint babble inside.
Someone!
Tang Jiuer and Fang Qiushan were immediately excited. Just when they were about to tiptoe in to see what was going on, there was a sudden creak, and the door opened spontaneously without any wind!
In the spacious hall, dozens of Xia Jianmen disciples were tied tightly with hemp ropes and piled on both sides of the hall. Their mouths were also blocked. The sound was made by them!
On the main seat in the hall, there is a man sitting. This man has a young appearance, no more than thirty years old. He is wearing a silver robe and a fur hat. He is clean and spotless, with a few faint traces between his eyebrows.
A look of arrogance.
He was holding a broad sword in his hand, and there was still some fur on the scabbard. He was sitting there, motionless, just looking at the two of them. Tang Jiuer and Fang Qiushan couldn't help but tremble all over, as if the other person's eyes were on two sides.
A sharp sword with a hilt on the neck!
Such a terrifying swordsman! Such a powerful sword spirit!
The two of them instantly remembered a name, a name that has been resounding throughout the country in the past three years!
The four new Dharma Kings of the Demon Sect! Gu Ming, the Sword King in White!
With a long sword, he fought in the north and south, challenging 21 famous masters in the world without losing a single victory!
Even in the battle with Emei Master Miejie, the two ended in a draw. After the war, Master Miejue admitted that he had taken advantage of the edge of Yitian Sword.
This is the young swordsman who is known as the most gifted swordsman in the world since the Sword God. There are even rumors that if the Sword God had not disappeared, he would not be the opponent of the sword king in white!
The Sword King in White, the Demon Cult even sent him?!
Fang Qiushan and Tang Jiuer felt despair in their hearts. Such great masters were enough to stir up the whole world. Even if the elders of their two families came here, they might not be their opponents. How could the two of them deal with them?
Tang Jiuer wanted to take out a hidden weapon and fight to the death, but the eyes of the sword king in white condensed, and suddenly, a sharp chill enveloped her whole body. The girl in the red dress froze, and it was difficult to even fight to the death, let alone a fight to the death.
!
"You are the ninth girl of the Tang family, you must be brave enough to do something in front of me!"
Gu Ming smiled calmly, with praise, appreciation, and a bit of contempt in his smile.
Tang Jiuer wanted to say a few harsh words, but the chill that shrouded her body became stronger and stronger, as if her whole body was frozen from the inside out!
call out!
A sharp roar suddenly sounded, and then Fang Qiushan groaned and fell softly, with a white porcelain cup piercing his chest.
Fang Qiushan is dead.
Fang Qiushan is dead!
Tang Jiuer looked at the corpse that fell in front of him, and felt a surge of anger in his heart, and the blood in his body seemed to be boiling!
At this moment, the sharp chill could not restrict her actions. She shouted coldly, and as she turned her hands over, two extremely powerful loudspeakers sounded, and then, several rays of cold light went straight towards that person with a compelling murderous intent.
Gu Ming leaves!
However, facing the menacing hidden weapon, Gu Ming sat on the same spot, neither dodging nor avoiding, but just looking at her with a smile. At the moment when the hidden weapon was about to approach, he stretched out his hand in front of him and gently hugged her, without any trace of fireworks.
Qi, all those hidden weapons fell into his hands obediently.
"Little girl, do you want to die?"
Gu Ming asked with a smile.
"me……"
Tang Jiuer's face turned red with anger and he wanted to say something, but found that he didn't know what to say.
The hidden weapon that he regarded as his reliance had no effect on him at all, and his friend died miserably at his hands. For the first time in his life, Tang Jiuer, who was fearless, felt a sense of powerlessness and a bit aggrieved in his heart.
"The leader specifically ordered not to kill you, but to come back with me." Gu Ming said, with an undoubted power in his voice.
Although there are not many masters in the Tang Sect, the hidden weapons of Qinggong cannot be underestimated and will be of great use in the future. As for the Emei Sect, they have long been mortal enemies with the Mingjiao.
He stood up, put his hands behind his back and walked out. When he came to Tang Jiuer's side, he said again: "If you don't leave, don't blame me for using force to cut a few sword marks on your beautiful face. When the time comes,
It doesn’t look good.”
After all, Tang Jiu'er was a little girl who loved beauty, and she was suddenly frightened when she heard this. Moreover, with the opponent's martial arts, he could use violence to subdue her and leave.
She gritted her teeth and followed reluctantly.
However, as soon as the two of them reached the gate, they saw someone hurriedly ran to Gu Ming and handed over a letter saying: "His Holiness, the Young Master has an order."
Gu Ming took the letter, opened it, raised his brows, and said with a smile: "Okay, I didn't expect there are swordsman masters in this world, this is exactly what I want!"
He accepted the letter and said, "Tell the Young Master that I should be excused."