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Chapter Fourteen: Enmity and Resentment (3)

Chapter 14: Entanglement of grudges and grudges) Chapter starts at high speed, with a word count of 3971

Under the majestic and handsome black wood cliff, there is a group of red streams as red as blood. It is the famous Orangutan Beach. According to legend, the red stream of this Orangutan Beach was still clear before the Song Dynasty, and the clean stream of sweetness and sweetness is produced, rather than the crooked melon and jujube that flows against the underworld. It is not called Orangutan Beach.

However, in the early years of the Northern Song Dynasty, the Emperor of the Song Dynasty sent troops to attack Liao. The army was originally progressing very smoothly, but it was attacked by the Liao cavalry at the Gorilla Beach. Tens of thousands of troops were either killed or injured, and they were thrown away their armor and drifted blood for the second year. The originally clear stream suddenly turned red. In the following years, the stream became redder and redder, until now it was as bright as blood zee

The place of Black Wood Cliff and Orangutan Beach is located in the heart of Hebei, and is adjacent to Jin corpses. It is said that the population should be prosperous and prosperous. The Moon God Sect occupied the mountain for more than a hundred years. It should have been wiped out by the imperial army. But at night, the blood-red streams revolved against the moonlight, making it look like a ghost and yin forest. The towering black wood cliffs next to it complement each other, as if they were in the underworld of Yin Cao. They didn't have the courage to live here. Therefore, the court simply gave up this place and gradually became a three-no matter zone. Until the remnants of the Ming Cult came here to establish a new mountain and established the Moon God Sect.

Not long after Ren Woxing and his party stood at Gorilla Beach, two men in purple came. They were Yang Lianting's direct line "Purple-Shirt Envoy". These two men were as tall and mighty as they were, and their ordinary steps were just one holding a knife and the other carrying a spear.

When Xiang Wentian saw the two of them coming, he hurriedly greeted them and bowed, and then said, "The villain has seen the envoy, and Tong Huajin, the disciples of the lower Tingsheng Temple. These are also disciples of the I-Tingsheng Temple and the disciples of the Punishment Temple."

The man in purple in front of the purple cliff nodded and said, "It turns out it was from Tingshengtang, no wonder I saw you." Heimu Cliff is so big. Two men in purple in front of him have lived in Heimu Cliff for nearly ten years. Most of the disciples of Heimu Cliff are familiar with each other even if they don't know each other. The only exception is these disciples of Tingshengtang. They are actually whistle detectives, usually distributed in various places. It is not surprising that the two have never seen each other before.

Xiang Wentian smiled with a grievance, and said in a low voice: "As for this senior, it is said that he is an old friend of the Oriental Holy Master. He originally wanted to go up the cliff by himself, but the cliff top was very strict, and it was inevitable that he would be beautiful if he had a misunderstanding. Therefore, the villain strongly invited this senior to go up the cliff with us and others, but this senior has a strange temper and doesn't like to talk." Before Xiang Wentian finished speaking, Chery, the four-dimensional giants snorted coldly, and Xiang Wentian looked very impatient and smiled a little aggrieved twice, then retreated.

The two purple-robed men looked at each other, and the man who used the knife came forward and said, "I have seen the senior, and the Holy Master of Wencheng and Wude has given me a command. If an old friend of his old man comes to visit, I will ask us to respectfully ask us to go up the cliff. If the senior wants to look for the Holy Master of the Eastern Region, he can go up the cliff with us."

Zhao Qirui pretended to be indifferent and said, "Hey, if I want to go up the cliff, can you really stop me? But after more than ten years, the Eastern Brothers have not only become the leader of the God Cult, but also the leader of the Holy Cult, but also have achieved literary and martial ethics. His pomp is getting more and more, and he is also preparing to become an immortal."

The two purple-shirted messengers were nodded and dared not answer the conversation, so they said, "Senior, martial arts are very good, so we can't stop them. However, the senior is an old acquaintance of the leader. If they touch the Black Wood Cliff and have a conflict with the disciples guarding the mountain, they must be not good-looking with the leader, and it is not easy for the senior to explain to the leader." The two purple-shirted messengers seemed to have a good relationship with Dongfang Bubai when they heard Zhao Qirui's words, and even teased the title of "The Holy Master of Wen and Martiality". They didn't dare to say it anymore, so they had to call Dongfang Bubai as the leader.

Xiang Wentian interrupted, "Senior, it's not early, and the leader has also sent someone to wait for several months. Senior, why don't you follow us to go up the mountain earlier, and you can meet the leader."

Zhao Qirui snorted as an agreement

Two purple shirts are used to being rampant on the Black Wood Cliff, but when they meet Zhao Qirui, who has a strange temper and seems to have an old senior master with the leader, they dare not be polite, so they can only lead the way in front.

Xiang Wentian took two steps, followed the two, and then whispered: "The two masters are famous and the villain is well-known. This time, when he returned to Heimu Ya, he originally wanted to do a good job, but unexpectedly, he saw the two masters, and even if he returned, he was doing his best, and this trip was worthy of small care and disrespect. The two masters were blowing on the wind under the cliff for several months, and it was hard to get tired." Xiang Wentian said flattery, and his hands were not slow, and two pearls as big as beans were stuffed into the hands of the two.

The two of them glanced at the sight of their eyes, and they weighed their hands a little, and a smile appeared on their faces. The man who made the knife smiled and said, "A little bit of a reputation, Brother Tong is too humble. My brothers are familiar with Deacon Yu from Tingshengtang. When they return to the cliff, they will recommend you. They may even say a few good words in front of him."

Xiang Wentian looked surprised and said, "Is Elder Li promoted the deacon again? I originally wanted to walk through Deacon Zhang's way, but since the two masters are familiar with Deacon Yu, I would have to worry more about the two masters. After the matter is completed, the villain will be rewarded."

The man who made the gun laughed and said as if it were right: "Brother, you remember wrongly, Deacon Yu was the promoted Deacon of the Finance Hall."

The man holding the knife was stunned and said with a smile: "Yes, I'm the one who remembers it." The two of them had fought, as if they hadn't tested Xiang Wentian before, and they sneered in their hearts. With an old man like him, how could he be deceived by these two guys?

The man who used the gun said again: "But Deacon's words are also effective. After all, Deacon Yu is in charge of Tingshengtang's money bag, and Deacon Yu and Elder Li of Tingshengtang are children's relatives, so he can be half the master in Tingshengtang."

Xiang Wentian pretended to be happy and said, "It's good, it's good, this time I'm thankful for the two of you. I don't know if General Manager Yang is still on the mountain. When I returned to the mountain, I heard that it seemed that the Fenglei Hall had caught Ren Woxing's tail."

Several people were walking to a mountain road checkpoint. The man in purple with a knife said, "Mr. Yang got off the cliff two times. Now we are on the cliff. The rules on the cliff are strict, you should be careful." After that, he smiled at Zhao Qirui and said, "Senior, please."

Zhao Qirui still snorted coldly, while Xiang Wentian was timid and retreated to Ren Woxing and others, and quietly met Ren Woxing.

After passing several mountain paths and before coming to a small river, the man in purple with a knife fired an arrow, and two small boats came over the other side and picked up the group to the other side. The road was getting steeper and steeper.

The group of people walked up the cliff along the stone level and passed three iron gates. Before each iron gate, someone asked to be a commander and checked the waist sign to reach a big stone gate. They saw two lines of large characters engraved on both sides. The right one was "literary and martial virtue", the left one was "benevolence, righteousness and wiseness", and the banner was engraved with four big red characters "ri moonlight" and passed the stone gate. There was a large bamboo basket under the ground, which could be filled with dozens of stone meters. Everyone stepped on the bamboo baskets and bamboo baskets rose higher and higher. After three turns, they reached the top of the cliff in total four times.

After all this, the head was already westward. The golden afterglow sprinkled across the black wooden cliff, shining on a huge white marble archway. The four golden characters "回未分类" on the archway emitted a shining golden light in the sun, which made people respect him.

He Weiye was shocked when he went to the heavy building of Heimu Cliff for the first time. Although Ren Yingying was born in Heimu Cliff, her memory of Heimu Cliff has faded and can only vaguely think of some scenery. Xiang Wentian and Ren Woxing sighed, and there was a feeling of being vast in the sea.

Even the three elders of the Tang family moved their hearts and said to themselves: "The century-long foundation of the ri Yueshen Cult is indeed extraordinary. Not to mention that the Tang family cannot defeat it, even the Shaolin Wudang, who is in the right way, would probably be too bad if it were not for Ren Woxing and Dongfang Bubai to fight to the death. With these two people's talents and strategies, any evil heretic who controls the entire world can cause great storms."

Ren Woxing first came to his senses, looked at the white jade archway, and snorted: "Hua is the people, hey!" Then he lowered his head and covered the light in his eyes.

The two purple envoys did not notice any abnormality, so they led Zhao Qirui to Wencheng Wude Hall, and ordered Xiang Wentian and others to leave. Zhao Qirui said coldly, "Let them follow." Although the two were strange, they did not say much. They instructed Xiang Wentian, Ren Woxing and others to be careful and take the lead in moving forward.

Under the cliff of the black wood cliff, at the orangutan beach, Yang Lianting, who was covered in dust, had complex eyes, and was mixed with fanaticism. The jing spirit was a little excited, but it could not hide his feelings of worry and loss. The four confidants followed him, Ning Yifan, Zhang Jun, Wang Yanming, and Li Xuanmin.

Yang Lianting's attitude and behavior were quite strange during this period. Several elders were following Yang Lianting, and some speculations about Yang Lianting's purpose. They all looked quite heavy and were unsure of the upcoming battle.

Yang Lianting and others came to the first checkpoint up the mountain. When the disciples guarding the pass saw Yang Lianting and the four elders coming here, they saluted and said, "I have met the general manager and the elders." Yang Lianting nodded and did not say anything.

The disciple guarding the mountain continued: "Two hours ago, the purple shirt sent Wang Laoda and Wang Laoer to the mountain with a man carrying a big sword on their backs, saying that they were old friends of the Eastern Sect Master, and there were several disciples from Tingshengtang and Zhengtang following behind him."

Yang Lianting nodded and asked, "Is there anything unusual?"

The disciple of the mountain guard replied: "The waist card is not bad and the seal letter, but there are some faces. By the way, the disciple of the Listening Swallow Church who went up the mountain asked if General Manager Yang was on the mountain."

A strange smile appeared on Yang Lianting's face. He didn't say much, but took everyone up the mountain.

Halfway up the mountainside of the Heimu Cliff, a man stepped on the treetops and looked at the mountain peaks in the distance. His eyes were complex, his face was brilliant, his aura was not revealed. Although he was dressed simply, he had a sensational power and his hands were empty. There was no weapon after all, he was as good as the martial arts of the ancient tomb sect. Unless he faced Dongfang Bubai and Feng Qingyang, he would have a weapon in his hands. It was too different. He stared for a long time and shouted for a low voice. His body was like lightning. He flashed in the woods, but he did not scrape his clothes. Although his body was simple and gorgeous, his speed was strange. After a few folds, he had already skipped dozens of feet. Before he reached some cliffs, his arms were raised flat, like a big bird, flying several feet apart.

On the official road thirty miles away from Heimu Cliff, the Di brothers were riding their horses and running wildly

The storm gathers in Black Wood Cliff, and all parties have already climbed the Super League and are waiting for the final concentrated outbreak
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