The red maple of the river is like fire, and the bloody sails are dyed in the evening.

When they arrived in front of the Jianzhu Peak, a flute sound came from afar.

Now it is autumn, maple leaves and sunset are spreading their red on the river without hesitation. The wind is rustling and the flute is rustling, and there is an inexplicable sense of tragic feeling.

The group was about to walk forward, but the cyan teeth carrying Xiaobai stopped. Feng Yu went forward directly and blocked the young master and Zhong Ling who were carrying Xu Changan.

"Wait!"

Feng Yu lowered his voice and without explaining, he stood there, with a solemn expression.

Seeing this, everyone stood there without asking any more questions.

The sound of the flute is getting closer and closer, like a cold wind, making people feel uncomfortable. The sound has also changed, like a child whimpering, and like a woman crying, all kinds of sounds are mixed together, making people feel uncomfortable

The feeling of tears.

A ship came slowly, and a red flag fluttered in the wind. The flag was a little damaged, but it looked tall.

"How can you get a strong soldier to fight all directions, hold my long sword and protect Chang'an!"

"The moonlight shines on Chang'an, I can't return homesickness. I have a sword to kill the demons!"

"The demon-slaying maniac is full of blood. With my remaining body, I will protect Chang'an for all ages!"

A low voice came over, like the roar of a lion.

There were many people lying on the boat, covered in blood. The boat came all the way over and the blood oozed into the boat, and then flowed into the river, forming a red band on the river.

Some people were laughing, some were angry, and the people sitting on the boat were covered in blood. At first glance, they knew that they were monks who had just returned from a war.

The boat was docked on the shore, and the monks supported each other and slowly got off the boat. Most of them were disabled, some lost one hand, some lost their feet, and some even half-tight faces.

However, there were still smiles on their faces, and some even spat on the ground and cursed: "No big problem, I'm alive again. When my hands and feet recover, I'll go to Jianhun Mountain to fuck him!"

"Yes, these witch boys, they want to occupy our mountains; they want to grab our people!"

"Actually, I can't figure out why those big clans suddenly came to grab Yang Feng with their lives. Before, we all reached an agreement to give Yin Feng to them."

"No matter what he does, anyway, the two peak masters of our Jianzhu Peak said that even if we work hard, we have to grab Yin Peak. Even if we can't grab Yin Peak, we can't throw Yang Peak."

After listening to their conversation, Wang Zihan's face turned pale.

It seems that the news of their coming in was known to the demon clan. Otherwise, the demon clan would not have done such a thing.

Looking at these monks, Wang Zihan felt guilty and bent down deeply towards them.

Even the young Xu Chen'an and Xu Chenle wanted to straighten up, but she pressed them down. These monks could bear this gift. Because their battle this time was for Xu Chang'an!

The group of monks naturally discovered Xu Chang'an and his group. They cast strange eyes, but they didn't ask much. When they went to other places, human and demons also treated them like this.

Faced with this kind of courtesy, the monks raised their heads and chests, trying their best to drag their broken bodies towards Jianzhu Peak.

After the ship left, they wanted to climb the Jianzhu Peak, and they saw another ship slowly coming.

The same song, the same monks with broken bodies got off the boat.

Although these monks are all above the Kaitian Realm, it is not easy to recover their bodies. At least, the pain of being cut off by someone cannot be replaced.

Wang Zihan has been bent over, and she can only thank these monks in this way now.

...

On Jianzhu Peak, the two old men stood at the top and looked at the foot of the mountain.

To be precise, I looked at the location of Wang Zihan and the others.

"They are here, Lao Xu." The old man in a dark red robe looked at the old man wearing a blue shirt beside him, with a long beard and an extraordinary temperament.

"I'm not blind, so I naturally saw it." The old man, known as "Lao Xu", replied with a smile on his face.

"That's your family. His wife is still thanking us monks! Do you want to... go and greet them?" asked the old man in a dark red robe.

Old Xu shook his head, thought for a while, and stroked his long beard before saying, "No need, let her thank you! In fact, we should thank them well for your husband and wife. To unite the Siren clan and pacify them.

I took two seals and forced Di Jun to take action, kill the young master of the Xiangliu clan, almost killed the emperor's son back then, and joined forces with the Phoenix lineage. I feel frightened now."

"You also know that we should thank them, so why bother letting our wife and children stand in the wind and rain and keep bowing." The old man in a dark red robe said helplessly.

While they were talking, a light rain fell from the sky.

"The war here is indeed cruel, so many disciples think that everything they get is justified and there is no awe in their hearts. This time, my descendants and her wife come, so they will naturally be serious and serious.

Previous lesson. Let them know that even if we make great contributions, we, as members of the human race, should maintain awe in our hearts.”

"So, are you going to slap them hard?" The old man in a dark red robe smiled and suddenly asked.

"That's right, let them know that the stronger the person and the greater the contribution, the more humble and respectful the person can be." Old Xu nodded, looked at the foot of the mountain with a smile, and looked at Xu Chang'an and

The appreciation in Wang Zihan's eyes could not be stopped.

"Now those tribes are like crazy, snatching the Sword Soul Mountain without any chance. We..."

"Of course I took it back. The more fierce they robbed it, it proved that Xu Changan posed a greater threat to Di Jun. Even if he filled the life of me, the old man, would be willing to do so. I will be chasing the sun for the rest of my life in this life.

But the boy lying at the foot of the mountain now has the opportunity to enter the Divine Realm and kill Di Jun's existence. Mr. Shi sent a message in. No matter what the price he paid, he would cure Xu Chang'an."

Old Xu paused and continued, "He said, if we can't hold on, then he broke in and found a way to bring Di Jun in. Even if he sacrificed his life, he would cure Xu Chang'an.

I thought that even if we could reach the Divine Realm, what are we afraid of when we reach the Sun Realm?"

The old man in a dark red robe nodded, took a deep breath, and nodded heavily.

"The two senior brothers who were in seclusion meant the same."

"Everyone from your lineage is like this. Xu Changan is a legitimate disciple of Shushan. I will also make decisions for my three senior brothers at the peak of the Sun. If necessary, we will fight for our lives!" Old Xu raised his eyebrows and raised his eyebrows.

, said to the old man in a red robe.

"Okay, this is a comparison! However, why no one from our lineage has come in in the past few years! Now, our lineage has withered!" Old Xu sighed and looked at him with envy.

Xu Chang'an at the foot of the mountain.

"The sky has broken the outer mountains of our Shushan. Your disciples are still thinking about attacking Shushan. Isn't that the same as the demon clan? Besides, your selection method is too bloody. Sometimes, you will also be qualified.

A disciple who is not that high is selected," Old Xu hummed.

"A disciple who is not qualified comes in, which only means that the quality of your Shushan is not very good. Brother, don't laugh at the second brother!"

When Old Xu heard this, he was like a cat with a tail stepped on. He didn't care about his image as a fairy-like man. He stomped his feet and said, "You fart, this generation of us can't do it? Li Yishan's qualifications

Needless to say more, right? Brothers of Senior Jianshan! Do I need me to repeat Xu Changan’s achievements? Let me tell you that when the gentleman asked us Shushan to take care of Xu Changan, he valued the ability of our Shushan to cultivate people!”

"You really won't blush. When Mr. Xu asked Xu Changan to go up the mountain, he was actually to make him an ordinary person and to simply live his life. Xu Changan can achieve what he has today is all because of Xu Changan himself!

”

"Even so, didn't Mr. Shi give you a saint son? How did you train? That little guy, Mr. Shi used a lot of effort to make him a perfect perfect for your cultivation.

Pure the body!"

The two people in the Sun-Chasing Realm were at this time on the top of Jianzhu Peak Mountain and had arguing over the two juniors.

"Then... wasn't there an accident later!"

"Don't make excuses. If you can't train people, it's not possible. At the beginning, the gentleman gave two people each. Xu Chang'an's qualifications can only be average. If you give them that, you can be considered a genius! Let's take the results to judge!"

Old Xu said, put his hand on the shoulder of the old man in a dark red robe and said with a smile.

The old man in a dark red robe could only sigh, shook his head, and looked at the man who was the gatekeeper at the foot of Jianzhuo Peak Mountain with a regret.

"Hey! I'm not good at it!"

...

It took three hours before there was no ship to come again.

Wang Zihan looked at the mountain. Although they had not yet climbed the mountain, the seniors on the mountain had already begun to fight for them.

She took a deep breath, knelt down at the Jianzhu Peak, kowtowed three respectfully, and then the group headed up the mountain.

As soon as they reached the foot of the mountain, they saw a disciple guarding the mountain.

The so-called mountain guard disciple is a disciple who records it when someone goes up the mountain.

This type of disciple does not need to be that high in cultivation, and there is no big deal on weekdays, just a leisurely job. Of course, their status is not that high.

"Where did the name come back?"

This disciple looks quite old, and he keeps keeping his head down to make records. Li Yishan and others haven't seen their faces clearly just now.

Although Xiaobai and Li Yishan have come in, Li Yishan was sent directly by Shushan's seniors and have never passed this level at all. As for Xiaobai, this is even more so. Lao Hei took him and never stepped on the front of Jianzhu Peak.

Shan, I didn’t know that there was such a disciple at all.

"Wang Zihan, from outside. This time, I came here to ask for a glimmer of hope for my husband Xu Chang'an."

When the disciple heard this, he muttered a few words, "Xu Chang'an, why does Wang Zihan sound familiar?"

Then, he raised his head and was stunned.

Not only was he stunned, but even Li Yishan, Wang Zihan and the others were stunned.

Because of this face, they were very familiar with it. Especially Li Yishan, who was this person at the beginning, led his disciples of the Demonic Taoism to attack Shushan directly!
To be continued...