A sword Chang'an Chapter 19: The mountain collapse shocks the sunset, the sword dances to help the moon rise, the mountain collapses shocks the sunset, the sword dances to help the moon rise

A loud noise came, and the entire passage began to shake. Cui Wei and others were frightened and panicked. Even the uncles who had been experiencing the world turned pale.

The few people's mouths were a little bitter, especially the fourth uncle. He guessed what he had given birth, and was both grateful and regretful.

Unfortunately, I only served as the lord of the village for a few hours, and I was glad that I followed me and escaped.

Why didn’t Cui Wei destroy that batch of gunpowder?

There are two reasons: First, this is the backup plan left by his father, which belongs to the copycat. Since there are still people in the copycat, it will be kept. Second, it is the first time that some people have seen this gunpowder, but they just know how to ignite it with fire, but they don’t know how to destroy it. Therefore, Cui Wei and the three uncles did not intend to move these gunpowders.

But they would never have thought that after they walked for a while, a shocking noise came from behind.

The group stopped and remained silent. Cui Wei buried his head very low. But the silence was quickly broken, and there were bursts of shouts in front of him.

Cui Wei frowned tightly and was in a bad mood. When he heard the sound was Li Mu, he shouted loudly in front of him: "Li Mu, what are you shouting?"

Soon, a silly-looking boy squeezed from the front to the back.

Li Mu was sweating profusely. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked at Cui Wei with concern.

"Little village master, I can't find Wang Wang."

A trace of anger appeared on Cui Wei's face, and he was about to vent his anger towards Wang Wang on the stupid Li Mu, and he held his hands on his shoulders.

Cui Wei turned around and saw that it was Uncle Six.

The sixth uncle, who looked like a farmer, shook his head slightly at Cui Wei. Cui Wei mentioned the anger in his throat and forced himself to hold it back.

"There are so many people, he probably went to the front." Cui Wei said lightly with an indifferent expression.

"Oh." Li Mu scratched his head, squeezed through the crowd, and walked forward.

Several people looked at each other and finally sat down on the spot.

"Did Wang Wang do it?" Uncle Liu's eyes narrowed and looked at Cui Wei.

Cui Wei nodded and said with some uncertainty: "It should be him. He was holding a torch behind us before. He didn't know when it disappeared. But I don't understand what purpose he did."

Uncle Fourth sat on the ground, looking at Cui Wei with a gloomy face.

"Cui Wei, tell Uncle Fourth, is this yours..."

Before he could say the last two words, the third uncle shouted: "Fourth brother! Don't think about it yourself. If Cui Wei really could make up this heart, why didn't he keep you on the mountain?"

When the fourth uncle heard this, he was speechless and sighed, sitting on the ground like a child, silent.

The Little Lion, the copycat, suddenly said: "Wang Wang is smart, but since our copycat has left, no one has been working hard to guide these children. I know that Wang Wang can read some books about the heroes of the Green Forest."

Uncle San nodded, "Yes, Ang Lee and Wang He have followed me for a while before. After they were gone, I went to see Li Mu and Wang Wang. At that time, they were only so old and were not as old as Cui Wei."

He said and gestured, which was the height of a normal ** year-old child.

"I asked Li Mu at that time: 'The copycat is your home. What do you want to do in the future?"

Uncle San smiled bitterly: "At that time, Li Mu said that his father had left, and he just wanted to be with Wang Wang. He would do whatever Wang Wang did. But do you know how Wang Wang answered?"

No one knew why it was at this critical moment, and Uncle San was still talking about these things lightly.

However, Cui Wei shook his head.

"He said he wanted to be a real water thief!"

Hearing this, everyone looked at Cui Wei.

Cui Wei said this at the beginning, but the leader of Cui was still there at that time. They all remembered that the young Cui Wei was chased by the leader of Cui with a vine and ran around the village. Finally, Cui Wei knelt in Zhongyi Hall, and the leader of Cui's anger disappeared.

Cui Wei closed his eyes, and two sounds suddenly reached several people's ears at the same time.

"I understand! Why did he destroy this Qingfeng Village!"

Cui Wei opened his eyes in surprise and looked at Uncle Six. Uncle Six sighed and said, "Every young man needs a dream. Some dreams are protected by gods and Buddhas, and some are guarded by evil ghosts. If the dreams guarded by evil ghosts are not destroyed, then he will become an evil ghost."

Cui Wei nodded in agreement.

"I have read his book, which is about a group of bandits, how to rob a family and rob a house, how to be loyal and righteous. Our parody has always been peaceful before, but all this has changed since the man came. So the boy would raise the knife in his hand and ruin the man who changed all this."

Uncle Third and Fourth Uncle Cui Wei's eyelids twitched, and at the same time, they thought of the immortal master who was in seclusion on the mountain before.

Cui Wei's face was complicated, and after a long time, he whispered: "The Immortal Master is a good person."

Uncle Six shook his head, looked at him, his eyes were empty, and he looked at the top of the secret passage, and said leisurely: "That's for others."

Cui Wei didn't know how to refute it, it was true. Since the two immortal masters came, the copycat changed.

At this time, there was another riot in front of me, even greater than the commotion just now.

When Cui Wei heard the familiar voice, he could only shout again: "Li Mu, what's wrong?"

The honest boy walked through the crowd and came to Cui Wei.

"Master, it's not good, this road is gone." He had sweat beads hanging on his forehead, his face was a little red, and he was still breathing.

Cui Wei continued to ask, regardless of the eyes of several uncles, "How come it is gone?"

Li Mu frowned into the word "chuan" in an anxious manner, but he couldn't say a word, just said, "It's gone, it's gone, how can I know why it's gone?"

Cui Wei could only stand up quickly and squeeze in front of him.

Finally, Cui Wei knew why the road was gone.

At the end of this road, there is a hole, and the wind is constantly pouring in the hole. Looking down from the entrance, it is a vast area of ​​white.

Although the moon was bright at this time, there was already fog on the river surface, and there was a vast white area below, like a sea of ​​clouds. A few birds flew past, and they were also below them.

There is also a monument at the entrance of the cave, with only one sentence written on it: "Do what you can do, life and death should be regarded as heaven."

Cui Wei felt a chill when he saw this and collapsed on the ground.

At this time, the three deputy camp leaders also squeezed in front, looking at the silent people and the little water thieves coming in, and then looking at the monument, they all slowly closed their eyes.

If you are on the mountain, even if there is no food, there will be water, and there will be grass or trees. However, in this place, there will be only dark and cold soil.

Finally, Uncle Fourth opened his eyes and asked unwillingly: "Will the Immortal Master... come to save us?"

Cui Wei swallowed his saliva. He was only in his age, and he could not see through life and death, let alone him.

He shook his head and said with a hint of uncertainty: "If they weren't dead, they would have come."

The fourth uncle was silent. He was not sure that even the immortal master could survive safely under the movement just now.

...

What they didn't notice was that when the hope in their hearts disappeared, several long rainbows came out from Jingmen Prefecture and took the mountain to the top.

Several white clothes fell steadily on the ground. The four or five people pinched a sword technique, and the long swords flew up from their feet, accurately landing into the scabbard on their backs.

The cuffs and the corners of the white clothes are embroidered with a lotus without dust.

"Senior brother, there is no breath here, only a strong smell of gunpowder. It seems that it is not done by people of our generation."

The man called "Senior Brother" nodded and waved to his junior brothers and said, "Let's check if there are any survivors. One can save one." Looking at the hill in front of him that turned into ruins, there was only so much he could do.

This senior brother is named Lin Yong, the most proud disciple of the Qinglian Sword Sect in this generation.

The most outstanding genius in the Qinglian Sword Sect is naturally the young sect leader Ning Zhiyuan, but Ning Zhiyuan is already in his thirties and naturally cannot be considered a generation.

In fact, sometimes Lin Yong also feels a little regretful, regretting not being with the young sect leader for the rest of his life, otherwise he could really make a difference.

That's right, Lin Yong is an extremely confident person.

Although Tongqiao is not as good as the Shushan genius Wang Zihan, who is rare in a century among his peers, this Huixi realm is the fastest among his peers among the six major sects. What is even more commendable is that he entered the Huixi realm with the posture of entering the stream, and within just one year, he mentioned the Huixi realm from the lower realm Huixi to the upper realm Huixi.

He believed that among his peers, except for the unknown guys who are from the perspective of Changsheng, the rest of them could not get ten moves under his hands. Including the two female disciples who have become famous in Shushan this year, Wang Zihan and Tie Caiyi.

Lin Yong does have this capital. Putting aside his cultivation, he is extremely handsome and wearing a white robe floating in the wind. In addition, he is proficient in poetry, so he is not sure how many ladies are in the youth.

At that time, many powerful families broke through the threshold of the Qinglian Sword Sect’s outer sect. Some came to propose marriage, while others came to see Lin Yong, who was known as the “gentleman Sword Immortal”.

Lin Yong looked around and saw a long rainbow coming towards the mountain from afar. He thought for a while, pinched a sword technique, and the long sword suddenly came out of the sheath, leaving waves of light and shadow in the air.

From a distance, you can see a green lotus appearing in the night sky.

The Taoist Changhong paused, then turned his head and fell into Jingmen Prefecture.

This is the rule of the world. There is turmoil here. Whoever comes first has the right to investigate first. Moreover, there is no strange phenomenon, and there is no situation of treasure hunting.

The man just now should be a cultivator sent to Jingmen Prefecture from Chang'an. Lin Yong left the green lotus in the air and told the fellow Taoist: "The Qinglian Sect can deal with it here, so there is no need to bother fellow Taoist."

The man saw Qinglian and knew that someone was responsible for the matter and was too lazy to cause trouble for others, so he turned around and fell into Jingmen Prefecture.

Soon, four or five junior brothers in white clothes, like Lin Yong, came back to investigate.

They all shook their heads, and there were more than a hundred bodies, but they did not see any living mouths.

Lin Yong nodded.

"Let's go back to the sect. Since it's not done by the practitioners, there's no living ritual. When we go back, we just say hello to the prefect and let him deal with it."

Everyone was about to walk on the sword when they suddenly stopped.

They immediately turned their heads and looked at a ruin.

Among the many ruins, this place was not prominent at first, and the entire hill had sunk a little, let alone this ruin.
To be continued...