Repugnant Gateway

No one noticed that dozens of Xianshixian Xianshixian masters, together with a high-level Xiantian supervisor had quietly died in the clock tower of Fangcheng County. The body was crooked, and the head was piled up to pile up the tower. The young man named Lou twelve burst into tears for the first time.

Fangcheng County, six hundred miles away.

Green hills and willows on both sides, beside the official road, there is a small river flowing almost parallel to the official road, the scenery is tranquil and natural. Dai Yuplan, the old dean of the Sulan County branch of Baisheng College, looked out the curtain of the car window, and his brows were deep.

He remembered that there was a small town called Boting in a few tens of miles ahead. The population was sparse, and the name of the small town was somewhat elegant. Legend has it that this town once had a literary saint, so the people here are quite proud even if they are poor.

Six hundred miles away, the team is moving faster and faster. Dai Yuchip clearly feels that the entire team is enveloped by a depressed and dull atmosphere. Walking faster and faster only shows that most people are beginning to hair.

There are clearly no dangerous signs, maybe everyone is just too nervous.

Dai Yucai's carriage was large and empty, and he was the only one in the carriage. He sat there cross-legged, in front of him was a low table that could just fit in the carriage, with a sword box on it. Just opened the package, there was still a lot of dust on the sword box, Dai Yu chip turned out a handkerchief from the cuff, and gently wiped it.

The team stopped suddenly, but no one spoke. Dai Yupian wiped the sword box with his head down, his ears moved slightly, and then he sighed.

No one spoke, but he clearly heard that the person in front of the open path was breathing faster, and the sound of his heartbeat was getting louder and faster.

"Old Dean, in front ..."

Someone said a few words outside the carriage, and the latter half seemed to dare not say it.

"Help me get off."

The curtain was lifted, and the next man helped Dai Yujian to get off the carriage. At this moment, the old man suddenly raised his head and lifted his chest. The rickety body suddenly stood up like a green pine that had been standing for thousands of years.

He strode to the front of the line and found a table on the official road, and a man in a silver-white brocade was sitting cross-legged on the ground and playing the piano. The Guqin on the table looks at least a few hundred years old, and the sound has been pleasing to the ears, like mountains and flowing water.

"There is Solitude in the piano."

The old man shook his head gently: "The more lonely, the more murderous."

With a crunch, the strings were broken. The middle-aged man in white raised his head and looked at the old man, then stood up and bowed his hands with his fists, very sincere and serious.

"Xu Yixu, a disciple of the academy, met the dean of the dean."

"It really is you."

The old man's eyes were disappointed and relieved.

"You left the academy that year and said that you will travel to the world and come back to see me when you have achieved something."

The old man's tone was a bit sad: "That's how you came to see me?"

Xu Yiyi still leaned forward slightly and seemed extremely humble: "The students didn't dare to disturb the dean. I was practicing in the academy at that time. It was taught by the dean himself, so the dean is also my husband. One day as a teacher, a lifetime as a father ... … The students come, just want to send the husband back to Yancheng for retirement. The second is to take away the people who should n’t be left behind. ”

The old man shook his head: "Remember the eight-character comment I gave you?"

Xu freehand's complexion seems to have changed slightly, but his attitude is humble and unchanged: "Students remember, sir said, students are impetuous and opportunistic. These eight-character comments have been kept in mind by students, so they have been diligent in their minds for years . "

The old man yelled: "It can be seen that you have changed a lot. When you were in the academy, I dare not say how good you are, nor can you say that you are not good. You stand alone in the academy, I don't smell or ask. , Because I know that your talents will make a difference sooner or later. I gave you eight words at the time, just to alert you, who thought that you would eventually take the opportunistic four words. "

"Mr. is right, but students also have their own views."

Xu freehand raised his head, this moment is no longer a student, but a white robe oracle official of the divine court.

"Students think that no matter what path is taken, there is no need to worry about so many processes at the end or the end."

He bowed his head again: "Please gentleman, please hand me over, and the gentleman can return to Yancheng. After the student has done what he should do, he will go to Yancheng to seek guilt from the gentleman."

Dai Yupian took a deep breath and beckoned. The sword box flew from the carriage and slammed beside him.

"Old people, don't care much, do you understand?"

He looked at Xu freehand and said.

Xu freehand bowed his head: "The student understands, sir means that you will die, so you don't care about dying. But sir, I'm still young, I care a lot, do you understand?"

Dai Yucai froze for a moment, and then he laughed: "Well, really, it is still the one who does not take anyone's eyes, but just pretends to be humble, polite and polite. You were on the shadow wall of the academy. I drew pictures of the stars in the sky and stolen the sword of heaven and earth. At that time, I sealed your sword veins and told you that you ca n’t use swords for eternity and eternity ... Now think about it, at that time, you saw your paranoia and shame. , Why not teach more, block more? "

Xu freehand smiled: "Mr. did not allow me to use a sword, I never used a sword."

Dai Yupian's eyes flicked slightly, and the sword box snapped open. There was a long sword like an autumn in the water, exuding a simple atmosphere. This is an ancient bronze sword, but the sword body is bright and clear like blue waves, which is completely different from the ordinary bronze sword.

"Long-spoken."

Xu freehand looked at the ancient sword, his eyes finally became brighter: "Mr. Sabre's sword hasn't been touched in a hundred years. The gentleman looks at the students, students thank you."

He clenched his fists in both hands and saluted again.

Dai Yudao said: "You already have such a height, why should you thank me?"

He was holding the sword box with his hands, but he was old but vigorous. His fingers tapped rhythmically on the sword box, and Xu Yi's face slightly changed in the distance.

"The gentleman's temperament is sharp, and I have learned."

With the rhythm of fingers, a group of fairies holding musical instruments appeared in the sky, dancing while playing music. It sounds peaceful and peaceful, but there is a kill on the ground, Jin Ge iron horse.

Xu freehand brushed his body backwards, took a finger away from a long distance, put the Guqin strings stretched in place, and made a clang. Like a long sword out of the sheath, like an eagle long cry.

Qin Yin swept out a half-moon-shaped trace sweeping out, the sound of the rhythm in front of him was interrupted by this sound. Thousands of sword rains are actually closed and not sent. Dai Yupian's face changed greatly, his hands were placed on the sword box, the golden light flashed in the sword box, and Wan Jian came out.

Sword Qi may be longer or shorter. Looking down from a height, that is a piece of music.

"Mr. Qin Li shocked the world, and I attached it with pen and ink."

A freehand pen appeared in Xu Yiyi's hand, which looked extremely ordinary. His pen stroked forward, spilling ink out of a shady scene. The black ink was full of poetry and pictures in the air, but the stroke turned, and the landscape suddenly turned into a **** of war in black armor and black horse.

Dai Yuchip's mouth twitched, a trace of blood looming.

"Sir is old."

Xu freehand brushstroke, a Molong appeared in the sky straight to the jade chip. Dai Yucai held the sword box up to the sky, and Wan Jian sent it all together, cutting the Molong bit by bit in the air. Long Yin's voice broke, and Jian Qi returned to his element.

But at this moment, a lot of small black silk suddenly appeared on the ground, and he climbed up densely, followed the leg of Dai Yu chip, and soon dyed the lower body of Dai Yu chip black.

"Sir, give up."

Xu Freehand closed the pen and clenched his fists with both hands: "Look first to complete."

Dai Yulou smiled coldly: "You haven't been studying in the Academy for a long time, so you may not know my temperament ... people are old, but the bones are still there."

He snapped his hands on the sword box with a snap of his hands, and the ancient bronze sword gave a loud sword chant. Xu freehand saw the long sword coming out, sighed slightly, and the pen in his hand pulled down ...

With a puff, Dai Yu chip's entire lower body was gone. Wherever the ink is contaminated, all the ink becomes ink, and a black puddle of water flows on the ground. Dai Yucai screamed, and his upper half of his body disappeared from the waist down, and the blood in his abdomen spewed like a waterfall, which was extremely miserable.

"go with!"

The ancient bronze sword flew out, and Changhong went straight to Xu freehand. The brush in Xu freehand's hand drew a circle, and as the ink gradually ran down in the air, a picture of a distant mountain of splashing ink came out by himself. The ancient bronze sword poked on the distant mountain, just like the real mountain. That mountain is a distant mountain, so it doesn't look big, but it is majestic. The sword thorns on the mountain, breaking the mountain, but the mountain is still outside the mountain.

Xu freehand brushwork and ink, mountains stacked. That sword broke mountain after mountain, and at this time, between the sword and Xu freehand, a very magnificent and magnificent picture has been completed. This painting is exactly the one hundred thousand mountains where the divine court is located.

The ancient bronze sword broke through 99,999 mountains, and the long sword was like a song, unruly, but after all it stopped at the last foot of the last mountain, the sword stuck on that mountain, the sword The light on him gradually dimmed.

"Sir, this sword can go to the poor blue and fall to Huang Quan."

Xu freehand coughed a few times, and a soft squeak in the middle of his eyebrow cracked a light red mouth. Although the sword was stuck on the last mountain, it was only a little short of the sword's intention to penetrate Xu freehand's brain. The ancient bronze sword was stuck at the last foot of the last mountain. If you go one foot further, the sword will pierce Xu freehand's head.

However, many things in this world are unsatisfactory.

Dai Yucai vomited blood in his mouth and smiled bitterly: "Blue is better than blue out of blue, you are amazing."

"Mr. is even more remarkable. If he was a strong man, I would have died."

Xu Yiyi lifted his gown and knelt down, buckled his head, three, banged, and did not care that the wound on his forehead hit the ground.

"Students are disciples of Baisheng College, and students have always kept in mind."

"You only remember that you are a disciple of Baisheng College, is there a fart?"

Dai Yupian lay down and looked at the sky: "You are the second hypocritical person I have ever seen."

"Who is the first?"

Xu freehand asked curiously.

Dai Yuchuan smiled bitterly, not to mention, closed his eyes and died.

Xu freehand got up and walked slowly towards those who escorted the fallen Xiandao: "I will kill Mr., it is a last resort. I will kill you, there will not be so many difficulties. Flee by yourself, after all, I am a person who grew up on this land , Unwilling to make more kills. "

The practitioners looked at each other, and they didn't know who shouted to serve the emperor, and then rushed over.

Xu Yiyi stood there for a moment, and looked at the dead Dai Yu chips, his face relieved: "Oh ... I know."