The days when I was working in the West Factory

Chapter 356
"Although he is stubborn, he has the appearance of a Bodhisattva!"

Zhang Laodao, who had finished teaching his skills, saw Zhao Yu's sad and indignant face, and explained.

"I'm no worse than this kid. You always have to take a good look at it. Our bones and understanding... aren't much better than him?"

Zhao Yu pointed at Erha, who was adjusting his breath with his eyes closed, with a sad and angry expression, and argued to the old Taoist priest.

"you?"

The old Taoist looked Zhao Yu up and down, then turned his head away.

The answer is self-evident.

Zhao Yu, who was stunned on the spot, turned to look at Jiang Yuyan again.

Unexpectedly, even Jiang Yuyan, who has always been obedient to Zhao Yuyan, would be embarrassed to say something against her will when the topic of her own roots and understanding was involved.

At Shaoshi Mountain back then, Zhao Yu took out the cheat book from the Yitian Sword.

Jiang Yuyan carefully taught this guy for more than three months, and even Erha, who hadn't planned to learn it, realized the first few moves of the Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon.

But Zhao Yu, he didn't even learn one palm!
This made Zhao Yu, who had laughed at Guo Daxia when he was watching a film and television drama, feel ashamed!

His martial arts talent and roots are really so hip that he can't bear to look directly at him.

After a while, Erha woke up.

"What happened?"

Erha, who came back to his senses, looked at the three people staring at him, and asked with a naive look.

Seeing the stupid expression of this shriveled calf, Zhao Yuqi didn't make a fuss.

How clever I am, but in the eyes of others, I am not as good as this fool in front of me!
No wonder the mud bodhisattva said that this guy would not die well, right!
Good death?Your Excellency?
Thinking of this, Zhao Yu raised his head abruptly, and looked at the old Taoist who was almost exhausted...

The old Taoist waved his hand, signaling Erha and Jiang Yuyan to leave the meditation room.

A moment later, Song Yuanqiao, the real Wudang teacher, walked in.

Zhang Laodao, whose eyes were already cloudy, said something to the two of them.

As for what was said, other than Zhao Yu who looked dignified and Song Yuanqiao who looked sad, no one else knew.

After leaving the meditation room, Zhao Yu immediately took Erha and Jiang Yuyan down Wudang Mountain.

And when they left the Jiejian Monument in Wudang Mountain, on the top of the mountain, a simple and ancient sword pierced the sky and went straight to the northeast.

Zhao Yu stared at the flickering sword shadow in the sky, but the words that the old Taoist said with a smile before dying flashed in his mind.

"One hundred years of loneliness has been tasted. Since there is no her, is there anything more boring than longevity in this world?"

Perhaps, this is the reason why the old Taoist is unwilling to enter the Heavenly Gate!

The long sword swept thousands of miles and went straight to Kyoto.

Above the nine heavens, there seemed to be thunder, and then there was a roaring sound of collapse.

At the same time, the new emperor, who was entering the medicine of the tiger and wolf to fight Nuer Huahua, died suddenly!

At the same time, on an official road in Sichuan and Chongqing, a carriage was slowly moving forward, and the person sitting in the carriage was Xin Wang, who had been devastated in Wudang Mountain.

After they left Wudang Mountain, they originally planned to go back to Jinling City directly, but they didn't want to hear that there were strange beasts at the confluence of the Sichuan and Chongqing three rivers.

On a whim, King Xin immediately changed his course and went straight to Leshan.

Seeing that it was not far from Leshan, but at this moment, the attendant on the side of the carriage, who was wrapped in black clothes, let out a scream, and then fell unconscious.

"What happened?"

Seeing the black-clothed attendant with his eyes closed in front of him, King Xin's expression changed drastically.

Others don't know the origin of this entourage, how can he not know?

If the person in front of him had an accident, what he asked would really be a joke!
"It's all right!"

The accompanying eunuch stepped forward, tested the breath and pulse of the attendant, and then spoke softly to the master.

Hearing that nothing happened, King Xin heaved a sigh of relief.

After a while, the follower woke up.

"Return to Jinling City immediately!"

The first words of the entourage upon waking up left everyone a little confused.

"Why?"

King Xin frowned even more, the attendant in front of him was less and less concerned about himself in what he said and what he did!
"Someone has been flying the sword for thousands of miles, and cut off the great luck!!"

With just one word from the follower, the faces of the people around were instantly paled in fright!

……

The three of Zhao Yu went down Wudang Mountain, and Youxin Falcon landed.

"Fuck!"

After seeing the news brought by Xin Falcon, Zhao Yu exclaimed.

At the confluence of the three rivers of Sichuan and Chongqing, the waves are six feet high, and there are strange beasts covered in flames haunting it, and hundreds of innocent people have been injured!

"Son..."

Seeing Zhao Yu's flushed face, Jiang Yuyan called out subconsciously.

"Walk!!"

Without further ado, Zhao Yu jumped onto the carriage in one step.

"Where to go?"

Erha looked at Zhao Yu, who looked somewhat abnormal, and asked with a frown.

"Sichuan-Chongqing Leshan Town!"

When Zhao Yu spoke, his lips trembled a little.

When he saw the so-called Xue Linglong, he wanted to go to Lingyun Grotto.

But this back and forth, being entangled by the things around me, has been dragged on until now.

Unexpectedly, an inattentive guy who ranked first in the Twelve Panics had already made his debut!
"Going to Leshan? What are you doing?"

Erha has never read the letterhead, so he is naturally not aware of the strange things that happened in Sichuan and Chongqing.

Zhao Yu raised his eyebrows, and said in a thief-like manner: "What else can I do? Eliminate demons and protect the way!!"

Eliminate demons and defend the way?

Not only Erha, but even Jiang Yuyan looked like he had seen hell.

The person in front of me seems to have nothing to do with these four words, right?

Zhao Yu didn't explain, and Erha and Jiang Yuyan didn't ask any further questions. The three turned their heads and went straight to Sichuan and Chongqing.

It took another half a month to go.

Along the way, Zhao Yu could be considered to have seen what it means to be a tiger with three people.

Half a month ago, what happened in Wudang Mountain had spread throughout the rivers and lakes.

In the beginning, it was not too far from Wudang Mountain, and there was a bottom line for everyone to spread rumors.

And when Zhao Yu and the others walked from Wudang Mountain to Leshan Town, the rumors had completely changed!

Someone swears that on the Xiaolian Peak of Wudang Mountain, there was a young swordsman who kicked down [-] immortals with one kick!

If it weren't for the great Daoist Wudang to stop him, the young swordsman might have entered the gate of heaven!

Hearing the sworn words around him and the occasional exclamations, even Zhao Yu, with such a thick skin, couldn't bear it!

At Xiaolian Peak back then, if Zhang Laodao hadn't woken up in time, he might have been trampled to death by that fairy long ago!

One hundred and eight?

It's really like a fairy is a radish and cabbage!

The three of them hadn't finished their bowl of tea yet, Zhao Yu couldn't sit still, and forced Erhati, who was listening with gusto, to slip out of the teahouse.

Bought some dry food indiscriminately, Zhao Yu didn't dare to stop any longer along the road, and went straight to Leshan Giant Buddha.

Two days later, the three finally came to the confluence of the three rivers, and saw the giant Buddha built by the mountain.

The water of the Three Rivers, which was surging for several feet, has long since stopped, and the burning beast has long since disappeared without a trace.

It's just that at the foot of the Buddha, there are still an endless stream of good people.

(End of this chapter)