Chapter 485: The old land of Fulong Mountain, a shopping spree between the two factions
One day in autumn, there were countless peaks in Qingqing Bay, far and near.
This is a mountain covered with green cypresses and old mountain flowers. From a distance, it is green with a little yellow. An official road at the foot of the mountain twists and turns into the distance. On the opposite side, there are rippling reeds and a few wild birds. Suddenly it flapped its wings and flew into the distance.
A very ordinary late autumn mountain scene, but... it is Fulong Mountain!
Xin Zhuo turned around in a daze, and at his feet was the top of Fulong Mountain. The original Fulong Village was located, but the simple village was long gone. There were some bricks, tiles and beams on the place, like Not long after it was built, someone once lived here, but now it has collapsed, and rich mountain grass has grown out of the ruins.
The dozen or so sycamore trees in front seemed to be middle-aged, and their leaves had fallen all over the ground.
There is a raised solitary grave on the right, with a tombstone in front of it.
Except that the cottage is no longer there, everything is as it was back then. He has just come to this world, sleeping boredly on the recliner, hugging Xiao Huang, Huang Dagui and Cui Ying'er are sharpening knives and washing clothes, noisy as hell personal.
It’s just that time flies, the scenery remains the same, and the people are not as good as before.
Is there a sea of suffering under Fulong Mountain?
Is it a coincidence, or...like a reincarnation? I started here, and now I’m coming back from here?
The hole behind him has been completely squeezed by the vibration of the mountains, and no traces can be seen.
He walked towards the solitary grave with difficulty, and saw the engravings on it: "The tomb of Xin Aotian, the old master of Fulong Village."
There were small characters: Cui Ying'er, Huang Dagui, Bai Jianxi , Han Jiulang, Han Qiniangli.
He was silent for a moment, stretched out his hand to wipe off the dust on the tombstone, and patted his naked body. Obviously there was no such thing as paper money, so he had to pick up some leaves and use them as paper money. He stretched out his hand and flicked it. A fire was lit.
After burning for half an hour, I got up, picked up a rag from the grass and wrapped it around my lower body. I found the approximate place where I had been lying in the sun, sat down on a log, and then stared at the sunset on the horizon in a daze. .
What year is it today?
He couldn't help but have a similar feeling, as if he was in another world.
I don’t know how long it took, but suddenly there was a burst of messy footsteps behind me. One man, two women, and three boys and girls aged fifteen or sixteen hurriedly lay down, looked at him, and were all startled.
A slim girl in the lead tilted her head: "Uncle, who are you?"
Uncle?
I am an uncle now?
Xin Zhuo subconsciously touched his chin. He had already grown a stubble, and his voice was hoarse and unpleasant: "I'll sit here wherever I want."
"I advise you to leave as soon as possible." The little girl said: "Our Fushan sect and Dongyi's bloody battle sect are about to fight."
"Fushan sect?"
Xin Zhuo glanced at where the Qiu Gong Pavilion was, and he noticed the fighting spirit of a warrior there just after getting old.
The girl nodded and said: "That's right! Our Fushan Sect has just been established two years ago. The leader is the hero Xue Huaiwei, and the leader's wife is Yuan Mo'er. Have you heard of it?"
Have you heard of it? certainly! But...when did they get married? Founded a sect?
The little girl and the others left in a hurry and headed straight for the Qiugong Pavilion ruins.
……
The gate of Qiugong Pavilion has been renovated. There is a huge plaque with the three characters "Fushan Sect" written on it. The handwriting is quite impressive, but now it is crooked and there is a crack in the middle, as if someone had just smashed it.
The study rooms in the pavilion have also been changed into landmark buildings of the sect such as the Weapons Pavilion and the Zanggong Building. Even the commandment monument in the middle has been replaced by the Fushan Monument.
At this moment, seven to eight hundred people are confronting each other in the square under the monument. One side is the Tsing Yi Fushan Sect, and the other side is the mysterious black clothed Blood War Sect.
In front of the disciples of the Fushan Sect, the studious Mr. Xu Da, who had met Xin Zhuo once, sat cross-legged on the ground with blood at the corner of his mouth.
Standing on the side were Xue Huaiwei, Yuan Moer, Du Jiunian and the slightly bulging eldest lady of Shenqian Villa, Shangguan Xier, Murong family Murong Lei, Chen family Chen Guiyan, head catcher Chen Jing and others. et al.
Xue Huaiwei is now over thirty years old. He has three long beards on his chin and a bit of majesty between his eyebrows. His thick-lipped and honest look is gone. At this moment, looking at the people from the Blood War Sect opposite in black, his heart rises. A hint of despair.
Over the past few years, the world has been undergoing constant strife and great changes. Ordinary people are still looking for a way out. They have ordinary talents, but those who have been baptized by the blue rain for seven days and slowly entered the Grand Master are naturally with their close friends. Open a mountain gate, establish a sect, and seek the future. It’s just that there are no masters in the sect. This treasure land of Fulong Mountain was the hidden dragon land of Emperor Taizu of the Great Zhou Dynasty. It was also the place where the iron-blooded Qin King Jiang Yuqing made his fortune even after several years of death, and his reputation still shocked the world. How could he hold it? ?
The disciples of the Blood War Sect opposite have been attacking for three days, but they did not expect that today the masters will come together to break down the mountain gate and try to annihilate the Fushan Sect.
“Everyone from the Blood War Sect, Fulong Mountain is huge here, why don’t you look for other places, but want to snatch the gate of my Fushan Sect?”
Xue Huaiwei bowed his hands with difficulty to Baihua Fairy, the head of the Blood War Sect, and the three Supreme Elders who were opposite him. "The top of Tiger Mountain in the north and the Shuiyue Temple ruins in the east are both treasured geomantic places where we can establish a sect. Now our two sects are Both belong to the Great Zhou Dynasty, if I’m going to report this to the Zhenwu Division, I’m afraid you won’t be able to do well.”
“That’s right!” , the fetus is nourished, full of blood and much plump, only At this time, his face was full of embarrassment: "We have someone in the court. Have you heard of Murong Yunxi? The young director of Fengjian Division."
"Pfft, hehehe..."
These words do not affect Baihua Fairy, the head of the Blood War Sect. It has no effect, the smile is pretty, the high nose bridge, thin lips of Dongyi blood, and the handsome appearance of the alien are particularly fascinating, "You guys, are you really a joke? What sect and sect are established by a group of mere great masters?
The imperial court of the Zhou Dynasty is now managing Dongyi to win over people's hearts. Does the Zhenwu Secretary believe in the great venerables like me and the Earth Immortal masters, or does he believe in you all? Hahaha..."
Xue Huaiwei's face darkened, and there was a trace of worry in his eyebrows. The head of the Blood War Sect and the two Supreme Elders were both in the Great Venerable Realm, but the other Supreme Elder was in the Great Venerable Realm. Earth Immortal, this is what they can't compare with Not only is he incomparable, but he is as humble as an ant.
He just gives up and loses his face. The disciples are alienated and all their hard work is wasted.
"You are really ignorant. "
Fairy Baihua sat lazily on the monster skin throne behind her, playing with her crystal nails in boredom, "Two great elders Gou and Ali, let's do it! ”
"Yes!"
The two supreme elders of the Blood War Sect jumped up, and the majestic martial arts force rolled up three layers of fusion techniques and hit Xue Huaiwei's group head-on.
As for the Fushan sect, the highest level is only the studious gentleman of the Little Venerable Realm, and the rest are all third-grade grand masters. How can they stop them? All of a sudden, their expressions changed.
“Let’s go!”
Mr. Studious had already been injured. At this moment, he jumped up with difficulty, and with the intention of dying, he forcibly received the fusion spells of the two bloody battle sect elders. Killing move.
Before he even got close, his body was already bleeding profusely, as if it had been scratched by countless knives, and it was slumped.
“Study elder!”
Xue Huaiwei, Yuan Moer, Du Jiunian and Shangguan Xier, who quickly retreated, shouted angrily.
Seeing that the studious gentleman was about to be killed, the two great elders of the Blood War Sect were like gods of death, merging their spells violently and violently, creating waves of hundreds of feet.
“Boom——”
A bright white frost spell, restrained to the extreme and fierce to the extreme, seemed not to be found in the human world. It fell from the sky and struck down the two of them.
"Poof——"
The fusion technique of the two great elders of the Blood War Sect was like a firefly being corroded by the bright moon, dissipating instantly, and the two of them were also beaten to death by the ice roar. The meat was broken into pieces, and the stumps were scattered all over the ground.
One blow to kill is as simple and crisp as hitting an iron hammer on tofu.
“Bang!”
The Fushan Commandment Monument not far away was affected and shattered into pieces, and there were thirteen arm-thick cracks on the ground.
However, the trembling frost did not dissipate and quickly spread in all directions.
The studious gentleman who was nearest could not dodge and was frozen into ice.
Both the disciples of the Fushan Sect and the Blood War Sect were stunned for a moment, and then retreated wildly, several hundred feet away. Everyone was breathing rapidly, their faces were pale, and they were terrified.
(End of this chapter)