Across the Sky From the Stop of Time

  Chapter 230

  Jiulian Mountain is located at the border of Jiangxi and Guangdong, and the core part of the eastern Nanling Mountains. The mountain range runs northeast-southwest, with a maximum altitude of 1,500 meters.

The landforms of Jiulian Mountains are diverse, with dangerous peaks and valleys; intricate vein-shaped peaks and low-lying flat lands shaped like basins; water erosion landforms, fault valleys and cliffs and other structural landforms; wetlands.

  At this time, Jiulian Mountain is covered with thick fog, and there is no visible object three or four feet away. Maybe the next step may be an abyss.

  On the mountain road, there was a group of cavalry. There were forty or fifty people in a mighty manner, and all of them were covered with black scarves.

   "Abbot, there is the sound of horseshoes ahead!" the disciple who found the way reported.

   "Konggu Huiyin, I don't know how many people there are. Be alert!" The leader is an old monk, with two white eyebrows drooping on his face.

  Everyone raised their eyes and saw countless people and horses galloping indistinctly in the mist, so they all clenched their weapons tightly and stared at the direction of the sound of horseshoes.

   "Abbot, could it be a horse thief?"

  It is not surprising that there are many horse thieves and bandits in these nine barren mountains, robbing people who come and go.

   "It may not be a horse thief! It's a misunderstanding, and the banner of our sect is displayed." The abbot waved his hand, signaling his subordinates to display the banner.

   "Yes!" Behind him, the disciples quickly erected several wrapped black flags in the dense fog. On these flags were clearly written four large white characters - Songshan Shaolin.

   It turns out that this group of people are all disciples of the Shaolin sect. But the strange thing is that most of them are lay people who practice with hair, and only a few are bald.

   "Yiyangzi, why don't you raise the flag?" Abbot Shaolin asked strangely.

The person the abbot asked was Yiyangzi. After successfully 'joining' the Diancang faction, the three of Hao Shuai still met the Shaolin faction who also came to the martial arts conference on the way as in the plot. The three handsome men walked together with them logically.

   "We have few people, so there is no need to raise the flag?" Yiyangzi said with some embarrassment.

  Hearing Yiyoko's words, everyone around showed a hint of disdain.

  How could Hao Shuai, who caught this point, bear it! Now I am also a member of the Diancang sect, so if I despise Yiyangzi, I despise myself too?

   "Master, don't we have the flag? Then raise it up for everyone to see." Hao Shuai interjected.

   "Is there?" Yiyangzi asked doubtfully.

   "It really does exist." Hao Shuai affirmed.

   "If you have any, let's raise them!" Yiyangzi said.

"Okay, master!" After finishing speaking, Hao Shuai didn't see any movement, and suddenly a metal flagpole appeared in his hand, the flagpole surpassed Shaolin Temple, and the red flag was embroidered with gold silk, these three dragons and phoenixes of the Diancang School large characters.

   "The banner of your Diantang Sect is really unique!" the abbot said enviously, looking at Hao Shuai's incomparably luxurious gold-embroidered banner.

   "Junior Brother, come and carry the flag." Hao Shuai threw the flag to Ma Junwu, so that he wouldn't foolishly carry a metal flag around, what if he was struck by lightning.

   "Okay, brother." Ma Junwu happily took over the flag, and then stood upright on the flagpole with his head held high, with an elated look.

   "Abbot, they are here!" said the disciple of Shaolin Temple.

   "Ask first, don't act rashly." The abbot led his men and horses towards the opposite side,

  The two waves of people were getting closer and closer, and when the two sides met, they finally saw each other's flags clearly through the thick fog, and they both lowered their guard.

   "So it's Songshan Shaolin Temple, haha!"

   "It turns out that the Northwest Kongtong Sect Shangguan is in charge! You can rest assured."

   "Fortunately, the Shaolin Temple raised the flag in time. Here, we don't care. Although we are members of the martial arts, we have to hurry and don't want to make trouble." The head of the Shangguan said with a smile.

   Shaolin abbot smiled and agreed: "That's right, I won't be embarrassed to fight!"

   "Hey, who are these three?" The head of Shangguan looked suspiciously at Hao Shuai, whose clothes were completely different from those of Shaolin Temple.

   "Diancang sent Yiyangzi, these are my two apprentices, the Shangguan head is polite!" The etiquette of the old Jianghu Yiyangzi is still clear.

"Dian Cang sect?" Shangguan looked at Ma Junwu's luxurious banner, and a hint of envy flashed in his expression like the abbot, "In the past few years in the martial arts world, I have rarely heard of this sect. It seems that your sect has developed well. .”

   "The head of the Shangguan is being too polite, he is just eating for nothing." Yiyangzi said modestly.

   "But you only have three people from the Diancang faction? How can such a small number of people participate in the martial arts conference?" Shangguan's face flashed a bit of disdain, what's the use of more money, there are only so few people under the sect, sooner or later they will be swallowed up.

   "Other people in the sect are busy with important matters, but the head of the sect laughed at it." Yiyangzi reluctantly explained.

   "Then let's go on the road together." The head of the Shangguan said in a slightly benevolent tone.

Hao Shuai saw the disdain and charity of the head of the Shangguan, and he didn't get angry. At Hao Shuai's level of power, it is difficult for him to pay attention to ordinary trivial matters, but he directly writes them down in his small notebook. Yes, Hao Shuai will 'repay' Shangguan when he is free later.

   "Shangguan is in charge, let's hurry!" The abbot saw that nothing happened.

   "Don't waste time, get on the road."

  So the two groups of people merged into one group and rushed forward quickly.

   More than a hundred men and horses ran in the clouds and mist, and there were thousands of troops.

   "Master! You look at others, and then at us. Fortunately, there is this big flag barely supporting us." Ma Junwu tightened the flag in his hand, and said with some envy.

   "The three of us have met people in the whole sect. It's even more embarrassing to bring out other crooked melons and cracked dates." Yiyangzi muttered, his tone was a little discouraged.

  Hao Shuai heard Yiyangzi's muttering, and was speechless for a while: They can't even take them out, how poor are these people!

At this moment, a strong wind suddenly blew up around the crowd, and even the dense fog was blown away suddenly, and the sand flew between the rocks, so that people dared not open their eyes completely, and even the horses neighed in a "rhyme" manner. As if frightened, he kept walking in place.

   "Good wind."

   "Come on, look at what's on it?!"

   Loud shouts came from the crowd, and everyone looked up to the sky.

As early as when the wind was blowing, Hao Shuai looked at the sky, and with his eyesight, he clearly saw a huge crane with simple and white feathers, and an elegant and elegant figure flying by. He was alone, dressed in white, with a fairy air, as chic and at ease as a fairy.

  Resisting the desire to pull the big bird down from the sky, Hao Shuai watched the big bird go away with the corner of his mouth slightly raised.

   "Chasing that crane, let's see how sacred he is." The head of the Shangguan said angrily, and then led his disciples to chase after him. The people from Shaolin Temple followed closely behind, vowing to find out who the other party was.

   All of a sudden, only Hao Shuai was left there without moving. As for Yiyangzi and Ma Junwu, they were taken away by the horse galloping in pain from being stabbed.

  After everyone walked away, Hao Shuai turned his horse's head and headed in another direction, and finally came to a well.

  Knowing that the water in the well would erupt when he went down, Hao Shuai didn't immediately go forward, but stayed quietly beside the ancient well.

   "Boom~"

   Sure enough, after a while, there was an explosion sound from the ancient well, followed by countless dirty water mixed with mud, and then a clear spring gushed out of the mouth of the well.

  At the same time, a loud crane chirped, and a white-clothed Bai Yunfei leisurely landed beside the well, holding the clear spring in his hand, his vermilion lips parted, drinking water lightly, and smiling sweetly.

  Hao Shuai tried his best to stop the frightened and neighing horse, quietly admiring the picture of a beautiful woman drinking water in front of him.

To be honest, Hao Shuai has watched a lot of Mei Yanfang’s movies before, and it’s hard to get Hao Shuai’s character in modern costumes, but when she changes to ancient costumes, it’s another scene, just like she is now The fluttering appearance in white clothes fits Hao Shuai's aesthetics very well.

  (end of this chapter)