Rivers and lakes start from Shushan

Chapter 56 Returning ([-])
"Who are those...?"

Thinking about the group of people I met just now, there was only one man, and the rest were all women, all riding divine steeds, with swords in their hands...

Thinking about it now, what he could think of was not the hundreds of beautiful women, but that man.

"Sword energy lingers, about twenty years old? Face like a crown of jade..."

Recalling the various characteristics of that man, the shopkeeper thought about it, but he never thought of a suitable person.

Turning the angle to those women, looking at their appearance and shape, it should be the right way. I wonder if it was passed down by the Xuanru Buddhist family?
Move Flower Palace?
It shouldn't be, Yihua Palace is located in the East China Sea, how could it reach the Snowy Plateau?

What's more, according to the legend of Yihua Palace, palm control is a unique skill, and the passers-by use folding fans or jade flutes, and there are very few people who hold swords.

Tianxiang Valley?
Combining medicine with martial arts, and using the umbrella sword as a master, it should also have such national beauty, but it shouldn't be here.

Could it be Xuannv faction?

People from Xuannv Peak in Wushan would go to the Snowy Plateau, but when he thought of that man, he shook his head, maybe a woman can ask for the favor of Xuannv Peak, but how could it be possible for more than a hundred people?

Not to mention Emei, the disciples of Emei are very domineering. Even though I was extra careful just now, I divided the convoy into two columns, and my attitude was very respectful.

But if they were disciples of Emei, then they had to stop and let the disciples of Emei pass by before they could proceed. Otherwise, the dust from driving would splash on Fairy Emei, wouldn't it be a great crime?
According to the orthodox way, there can be such a scale and structure, and that's all. With his knowledge, it is possible to misjudge one person, but there are more than a hundred people, and there is no hidden aura, how can they all admit their mistakes?

Suspicious in his heart, but on the surface, he didn't seem to care about these things, and directed the convoy to become a four-horse carriage parallel. When the sun set, a carrier pigeon flew out of the parked convoy.

……

In front of you is the endless grassland. Under the reflection of the setting sun, countless cattle and sheep are jumping or stopping. Occasionally, you can see a shepherdess on a horse, stopping a lamb who wants to run on the snow field.

The place in front of you is the place where the Tubo people live. It is one of the prairie in this plateau. Although it is not the largest, it is also in the forefront. At this point, it can pasture millions of cattle and sheep and feed 10 people Live here.

This is a rich place on the plateau, so around this grassland, countless bloody storms have been set off.

Countless swords and grievances were staged here. The girl named Zhina in white gauze was once the princess of this grassland.

"Where do the guests come from?"

"The line of the Tianhu Ice Palace is going to the Wudang Mountains in the Central Plains to worship the ancestral land, passing through your place, and there are many disturbances."

Early on, someone was waiting at the edge of the grassland, a group of warriors leading horses, led by a middle-aged man in Chinese clothes.

Yang Ke and others got off their horses early. Listening to the man's greetings, they concealed a little bit of the situation and told what they had done.

Just seeing Yang Ke and Gui Bing'e who was traveling with him, the middle-aged man was very eager. After listening to Yang Ke's words, the man seemed to be about to kneel down and pay respects.

"My noble man, please ride on your horse. I am of low status and lead the way. Please invite the king to entertain all distinguished guests in person..."

Seeing the short and enthusiastic appearance of the man, Yang Ke and Gui Bing'e glanced at each other, got on the horse and followed him towards the central bank of the grassland.

After running for another hour, the cold wind at night was blowing, and when they arrived at the tribe, the herdsmen gathered their cattle and sheep in the dark, and the middle-aged man led a team of knights shouting and driving them away.

The fishy smell made Gui Bing'e and the maids of the Ice Palace slightly uncomfortable, and most of them began to pickle their mouths and noses, slowing down their walking speed.

When we arrived at the center of the tribe, the smell had just softened a bit. At this time, lights were lit here, and the smell of animal fat lingered in the air, which was not very pleasant.

A felt tent that had been prepared in advance seemed to have been cleaned as hard as possible. Yang Ke walked around and ordered a few people to share in each tent.

"Wang Xiang said that the person is from the Tianhu Ice Palace, and his martial arts are very powerful. Let the king and the prince personally entertain him."

In the middle of the tribe, in a divided yurt, a young warrior was kneeling on the ground, talking to an old man lying on the blanket.

The old man seemed to be in a drowsy sleep at this moment, and when the warrior finished speaking, he half-opened his eyes and said in a hoarse voice: "Then listen to Wang Xiang!"

"Wait!"

At this time, the young man sitting next to him suddenly made a sound. This man's face was dark, if he kept silent, no one would have noticed in this felt tent.

"Didn't you say it was a group of women at first? Didn't Wang Xiang say that he would lead people to capture those women?"

The warrior knelt down and kowtowed repeatedly, but he didn't speak, but the old man knocked on the table at this time, and murmured: "The ice palace in the snowy area, the martial arts are so strong, so many of us are not enough to kill..."

As he was talking, the felt tent was suddenly opened, and a middle-aged man broke in. He looked at the unconscious old man, and a trace of malice flashed in his eyes, but no one noticed it despite the darkness in the tent.

"Wang Xiang, you came just in time, why didn't you catch those girls?"

The dark young man stood up at this moment, pointing at the middle-aged man who came in and shouting orders.

"That's from the Wudang faction!"

The middle-aged man lowered his head slightly at this moment, and only said one sentence. The dark young man was about to yell and scold again, but he hesitated for a moment when he heard the name "Wudang", and fell down on the blanket.

Wudang is of course a bronze beam of righteousness, with chivalry at the forefront, but his actions are not foolish; Zhang Sanfeng's reputation was not obtained by making friends, but by the enemies that were folded in his hands.

The name of the Wudang Seven Heroes is a step built up by the lives of demons and heretics.

Seeing the dark young man slumped down, the middle-aged man seemed to have a sneer on his face, and then shouted back: "Come here, light up the lights, and inform the leaders to welcome the distinguished guests!"

When he turned around, the young man looked up, saw his disdain, and immediately shouted: "Omadeng, you are the prince mentioned by my father, what do you mean?"

Although there was something wrong in his heart, the dark young man still couldn't hold back his anger, and yelled and cursed at the middle-aged man.

However, the middle-aged man ignored him and went straight out of the felt tent. The swarthy young man stood up and was about to catch up, but when he reached the door, a cold light flashed and two sharp blades stopped him.

"The Prime Minister has ordered you not to come in or out!"

The dark young man immediately pointed at them and began to yell and curse again, but the two men just forced him into the felt tent with sharp knives and ignored his yelling.

"Grandpa, why is this Russian madden so bold!"

The dark young man yelled and cursed for a while, as if the anger in his heart had disappeared, and then he looked at the old man lying on top, he stepped forward, shook the old man for a while, and asked eagerly.

"Heh...heh...I'm afraid they found someone to kill us..."

The old man muttered, but he didn't show any fear.

(End of this chapter)