different paths

While talking, there was a sound of chaotic footsteps behind Jia Wujue. As soon as he turned his head, he heard a bold voice pleasantly surprised: "Brother Jia, where do you not meet in life!"

I saw Qiu Wanzhan walking towards them with a group of beggar gang disciples, and everyone, including Qiu Wanzhan, was more or less painted.Many Beggar Clan disciples not only had scars on their clothes, but also had deep and shallow scars on their faces, some of which had scabs, and some were still bloodstained.Looking at Qiu Wanzhan again, his naked right arm was covered with bandages from the palm to the elbow, and there was faint blood oozing out.As if he didn't care, as usual, he used his injured arm to copy the flower stick and came towards Jia Wuchao with a smile.

Jia Wuyu was a little worried and said, "Brother Qiu, how did you get hurt like this..."

"Hi," Qiu Wanzhan waved his hands nonchalantly, "Forget it, I want to go to Beijing to find a rich family to beg for a meal, but there are always people who want to grab the job."

Jia Wujue knew what he said: "But someone deliberately prevented you from coming to the selection meeting?"

"That's not true." Qiu Wanzhan gave a "tsk", "It should be said that it is deliberately preventing us from living well."

"They just want our lives!" The beggar gang disciples around Qiu Wanzhan couldn't bear to see their elders being so foolish, and took the conversation angrily. The murder was babbled to Jia Wuchai.

"Do you know who did it?" Jia Wuju frowned after hearing all the dangers along their journey.

"Except for the bastards from the Clean Clothes Sect, who else is there!" the disciple of the Beggar Clan said angrily, "Our Dirty Clothes Sect has always kept the water in the well. , how can there be a killer! It’s the people from the Clean Clothes Sect, who are digging holes and setting up ambush openly and secretly, and they really want to get rid of us and then hurry up!”

"Don't the elders of the gang ignore this?" Jia Wuju asked.

Mentioning this, the disciples of the Beggars' Clan became even more angry: "At the beginning of our Beggars' Clan, there was no Clean Clothes Sect, but the Dirty Clothes Sect was in power. Later, the Clean Clothes Sect gradually developed, and the elders of our Dirty Clothes Sect For the sake of fairness, we set the rules. From the head and deputy gang leader to the eight nine-pocket elders, the Clean Clothes Sect and the Dirty Clothes Sect should each have half. The scumbags of the Clean Clothes Sect don’t have half the heart of our elders, they are all virtuous little ones People. Divide half of the power, but those who are not good for the Clean Clothes Sect will be ignored, and those who are good for them will fight for every cent. Over time, this has resulted in the current situation." Speaking of this, the disciples present sighed heavily tone.

"Besides, the Beggars' Clan has always been unwilling to get involved in the disputes of the government. The leaders of all generations have always respected the people in the temple. But the Jingyi Sect wants to be the eagle dog in the court, bowing their heads and professing allegiance. Naturally, the Stained Clothes Sect can't stand it. I mentioned them a few times during the gang meeting, but they held a grudge and waited for an opportunity to retaliate."

An elder with white beard and hair beside Qiu Wanzhan said worriedly: "According to the rules of the Beggar Clan, there should not be disciples of the Beggar Clan to participate in the selection meeting held by the court, but the people from the Clean Clothes Sect somehow convinced the Clan Master, I actually came to run for the election. I felt it was inappropriate and wanted to meet the leader, but the leader kept avoiding him. I was suspicious, and the leader might..." His voice was choked with sobs.

Qiu Wanzhan turned around and patted him heavily on the shoulder: "Mr. Zhu, don't worry. Since they are aiming at the selection conference, it's okay to let them not get selected? Besides, Mr. Gang Leader, um," he thought for a while Thinking of words, "Blessings are in the sky, even if you accidentally fall into the hands of thieves for a while, you will surely turn the danger into good luck. Hun Qiu, I haven't received the fifty sticks I owed last time, and the boss will definitely wait for me to go back." Get punished."

Hearing this sentence, Elder Zhu wiped the corners of his eyes, and began to chatter: "I have advised you a long time ago, drink less, drinking will cause trouble! You just don't listen, look..."

After listening to his nagging calmly, Qiu Wanzhan laughed and said, "I got it, I got it."

Just when Jia Wuzhen was about to ask them how they planned to cross the river, a chill came from behind him, and the sound of barely audible footsteps stopped beside him, and the moonlight was like water, shining on his sharp eyebrows and eyes, which was like What is sharper than others is the unsheathed sword on his back——

The person who came was Mei Dulin.

The appearance of Mei Dulin surprised Jia Wuhai. The other party did not seem like someone who was willing to get involved in such mundane affairs. According to Jia Wuzhen's understanding of Mei Dulin, even if the Ministry of War sent someone to invite him, it would probably only be the case. Mei Dulin's cold snort was all that could be called back.It is definitely not as simple as a mere selection meeting that can attract Mei Dulin.

Jia Wujue clasped his fists at him: "I didn't expect Brother Mei to come to the selection meeting."

Mei Dulin responded indifferently: "I didn't come here to be selected."

Another one who came to participate but didn't want to be selected——

Just as the face of another person appeared in Jia Wukai's mind, the deity had already appeared in front of him.

"Meet you again, little brother Jia."

Luo Ten Commandments greeted Jia Wuyu in a calm and unhurried manner, and then turned to the side: "Brother Mei."

Mei Dulin turned around and looked at him coldly. The moment the two people's eyes met, it was as if thousands of sword lights converged at one point——

When the people around witnessed this scene, they all involuntarily lowered their voices, not daring to breathe.

Jia Wujue said in his heart that it was not good, the scene where the two of them were at war at Longyuan Villa was vividly remembered, at that time there were many martial arts seniors who were present to persuade them, if the two insisted on fighting here, I am afraid no one would be able to persuade them .

To his surprise, Mei Dulin just nodded coldly to Luo Shijie, and then walked towards the river without looking back, seeing that she was about to cross the river.Many people behind him watched with folded arms, wanting to see how the rumored No. [-] sword idiot in the world would cross the river, or be like those before him, smash his halberd into the sand.

A huge wave came, and with a "crash", thousands of white foam flew into the air.Accompanied by the snow-white waves, the cold light surged in the sky, and it was Mei Dulin's unsheathed sword.In a blink of an eye, Mei Dulin leaped into the air as fast as lightning, tapped his toes lightly on the sword, and heard a loud "crash", as if he was stepping on the waves, heading towards the bank of the river.When he touched the ground with his toes, he heard another "buzz" sound from the dragon, and the sheathless sword fell from the sky back into his hand.Another wave hit, stirring up countless waves, and when the wave subsided, Mei Dulin's figure had disappeared into the mountains.

Many people who wanted to watch a good show stood there blankly, with their mouths wide open, and some even pinched their own cheeks to confirm that the scene just now was not a dream——

Only now did they understand what it means to be a real master who is born out of the world, without saying a word, he is full of flair.

Noticing the wonderful expressions of everyone, Luo Shijie smiled slightly, and said to Yue Chentan and Jia Wu: "Then I will go ahead."

After finishing speaking, he only heard the sound of "Qiang Zhen", and the yin and yang swords behind him were like a boat and a leaf, floating on the surface of the river.Luo Shijie's body moved, and he rode away with his sword. There was a whirlpool under his feet, but he stood with his hands behind his back, his body like a green pine, walking on flat ground in the midst of the turbulent waves, going further and further away.

Water is almost equal to Tao, Tao is everywhere, and water is omnipotent.Luo Ten Commandments' mastery of swordsmanship can be seen in this ferocious river water.

"Haha, good skills! Good skills! Hunqiu, I should go too!" Qiu Wanzhan clapped his palms in admiration and laughed, and was about to move, but he was grabbed by the hem of his clothes before he took a few steps.

"Elder Qiu..." A group of Beggar Clan disciples looked at him eagerly, hesitating to speak.

Qiu Wanzhan suddenly realized, patted his head and said: "Why did I forget you!" He waved his arm quite boldly, "Come with me, I will take you there." The group of disciples followed me obediently. Behind him, they walked towards the river like a group of little tails.

Jia Wuchai stretched his neck, curious about how Qiu Wanzhan planned to bring so many people there.

Yue Chentan glanced at him, and said calmly, "Why, you want to follow too?"

Jia Wubai glanced at him sideways, tsk, there is something wrong with what you said.Fortunately, he guessed the key at once, and immediately approached Yue Chentan with a smile, and whispered in his ear: "No, I just want Chan Master Yue to cross me." The word "cross me" seemed to touch Yue Chentan's heart. In a certain office, Jia Wu hadn't finished speaking when he saw Yue Chentan's ear tips turned crimson, he couldn't help it anymore, and started laughing.

Regardless of how Jia Wujue wants Yue Chentan to "save" him, Qiu Wanzhan's method of crossing his little followers across the river is eye-opening.Thousands of hectares of wind and waves, the current is clanging, I saw Qiu Wanzhan let out a long whistle, and the flower stick came out straight into the middle of the river, but in a flash, the flower stick jumped out of the river like a dragon, and the stick He picked up a string of red lanterns around him, which looked like a string of giant candied haws from a distance.With a wave of Qiu Wanzhan's palm, the stick turned up and down, the lantern was on top, the stick was the base, and it fell back to the water.

"You guys, go up." Qiu Wanzhan nodded to the disciples around him, and said to the bunch of "candied haws" on the shore.

"This..." The disciple who was named showed doubts. The fate of those who wanted to use lanterns to cross the river before was obvious to all. Now that the lanterns are just strung together, won't they repeat the same mistakes?

"Don't worry, Hunqiu, I guarantee your lives will be safe." Qiu Wanzhan patted their backs loudly, and said, untied the wine gourd from his waist, and stuffed it into the hands of one of them, "You guys If you don't worry, I will take my precious gourd as collateral, it is my lifeblood!"

As soon as the wine gourd came out, several disciples reluctantly put their minds at ease, and finally stepped on the "sugar gourd" with a cautiously lifted breath.Although their body skills are not very good, those who can follow Qiu Wanzhan's side can be regarded as solid skills. If they just stand on the lantern, it is not difficult for them.

When they stood still, Qiu Wanzhan said "stand still", and the lantern under his feet was swimming steadily among the foam and waves.Floating to the center of the river, several vortices suddenly appeared, getting bigger and bigger, spreading towards the "candied haws".At this time, only the sound of clothes flapping was heard, and Qiu Wanzhan leaped up from the bank suddenly, like an eagle, and swept to the end of the "candied haws" and picked it up with his feet with a "bang". Chuan unexpectedly jumped up from the river, drew a perfect arc in the air, and then landed smoothly on the opposite bank.

Although it was expected that their elders would not let them take the usual path, this was a journey of wading and volleying, which inevitably made the faces of the disciples change, and their hearts were beating non-stop.Qiu Wanzhan was very satisfied with his successful transportation, and shouted across the river to the disciple who had just landed: "Throw the stick back, Mr. Zhu is still waiting to pass!"

The gray-haired Elder Zhu glanced at him, his complicated expression revealed his inner voice—he didn't really want to go there.

The beggar gang disciple over there with a slightly calm breath picked up the flower stick and shouted with some embarrassment: "How should I throw it over?" The river is so wide and their arms are limited, so it is impossible to let the flower stick fall to the opposite side no matter what. go.

When Qiu Wanzhan heard this, he didn't care and said, "Just throw it away."

Having said that, the disciples of the Beggar Clan also gathered all their strength and threw the flower stick into the air with all their might.The moment the flower stick fell, Qiu Wanzhan suddenly rose from the ground, and the wind from the river blew his tattered robes to make a sound. Shengsheng crushed his head.With just a snap of his fingers, he rose and fell in the air several times, and landed on the shore with a coiled flower stick.

Cangming surging waves, not a drop of water.

"What a handsome skill!" Yan Qixiang praised, "I've heard of Elder Qiu's name for a long time, but seeing him today, it really deserves his reputation!"

Qiu Wanzhan was not too polite, he laughed and said: "It turned out that he was alone looking for Mr. Yan. I have heard of Mr. Yan's name for a long time, but Hunqiu is not a beautiful woman. He always has a close relationship with Mr. Yan. I can see you today." , it’s a worthwhile trip!”

Yan Qixiang is well-known, and many people in the Jianghu are curious about him, and this curiosity is often mixed with complex emotions such as jealousy, disgust, and unwillingness.Different from the reactions of many sanctimonious people, Qiu Wanzhan's attitude is free and candid, and Yan Qixiang has a lot of good feelings for the scenery of Jiyue.

He shook the paper fan, and the smile on his face became more sincere: "Elder Qiu, you are being polite. I only learned Elder Qiu's skill from below, and then I realized that the elder's Anzhi stick is not only as simple as practicing stick skills."

The dog-beating stick is the most famous among the beggar gang stick techniques, but the snake-driving stick technique and mourning stick technique also belong to the subtleties of many stick techniques.However, Qiu Wanzhan did not follow these stick techniques, saying that he wanted to use wine into martial arts, and created his own set of "Anzhi stick techniques".The name of this cudgel method comes from the phrase "Wave four seats, and you will know when you are drunk", but it also shows Qiu Wanzhan's pursuit of getting drunk everywhere.Few people in the Jianghu have seen a complete set of Anzhi stick, so they can only speculate on the power of this stick technique from Qiu Wanzhan's one and a half moves.Many disciples of the Beggar Clan also wanted to learn this set of stick techniques, but there was no beginning or end. According to Qiu Wanzhan, it was all due to not drinking enough wine.

People like Yan Qixiang, who play with the wind and dust, are of course very interested in Qiu Wanzhan's eclectic stick techniques. Seeing is worth seeing. Although he only saw a scale and feather today, he feels quite rewarding.For a while, the mood was high, and the technique was unbearable, so he also walked towards the river, ready to show his skills.

Different from the neat and crisp movements of the previous people, his movements are more elegant and timeless.Xu Tao reverberated, and his figure looming in the waves was also like the red lantern under his feet, floating up and down.However, Qiongying on Moshang doesn't float up and down with the wind, this floating feeling is exactly the essence of his "Piaoqiong on Moshang" movement technique.The lantern is like a flower, blooming on the river, like a ray of breeze, he gently blows the flower of the lantern, and gently blows the flower to the other side amidst the surging waves and spraying waves.

On this side, the kunwhale spouts and the waves thunder, but on the other side, he is flying and brushing the flowers. In the game of softness and strength, he has landed silently.

"I have seen the subtlety of brother Yan's lightness kungfu today." Jia Wujue was emotional for a while, and then asked Yue Chentan, "How should we get there?"

Yue Chentan didn't answer but asked instead: "How do you want to get there?"

Jia Wujue thought of the scene where Shen Tan, the former Fanyue, was carrying him behind his back in fighting against others in the casino, so he couldn't help saying: "How about I carry you there, before you—"

Before he finished speaking, Yue Chentan twitched his brows and interrupted him: "You have recited me before, if you want to repay the courtesy, there is no need."

Hearing this, Jia Wuchai curled his lips and said displeasedly: "Who would count so clearly one size at a time? I'm not trying to reciprocate the courtesy, but I just want you to enjoy the feeling of being carried by others..."

Seeing his sullen look, Yue Chentan scratched his nose helplessly, and said: "I said something wrong. There will be a big battle in the future, there is no need to waste your energy here, do you understand what I mean?"

"Understood." Jia Wujue's face became hot from his focused gaze, and he hurriedly turned his face away and said, "Then how dare you ask Shaoxia Yue how he plans to cross the river?"

Yue Chentan smiled slightly and said, "Go over."

What Yue Chentan said was correct, the two of them indeed walked over——

Even though the wind was high and the waves were fast on the river, the river water condensed into ice under their feet.

"Follow me closely." Yue Chentan dropped these words and turned around to take the first step. The familiar chill hit, and Jia Wuyu understood that this was when Yue Chen was facing off against the disciples of the Sword Dance Sect in Xiulou. The technique used by Tan, Eighteen Nirvana Palms.The Eighteen Mud Plow Palms created by Tianxuan are designed to embody the pain of the mud plow, to torture and crush the opponent, making him have to beg for mercy in pain.However, the Eighteen Nirvana Palms that Yue Chentan comprehended after breaking through, embodies the Dharma appearance of Yama in charge of the Ten Palaces in charge of the plow.

At this moment, Yue Chentan's expression was stern, with traces of true energy covering his whole body, as if being drawn by an invisible object, he actually vaguely outlined a huge statue of a god—the king of Yama and Chujiang in the second hall, in charge of the ice hell.Within a few meters of the statue, the water in the river froze in an instant, and in an instant, the vast river surface became half ice and half running water.Every time Yue Chentan took a step, the ice would expand a little. When Yue Chentan and Jia Wujue reached the opposite bank, a wide and solid ice bridge had already formed across the entire river.

Jia Wujue turned around and looked back, seeing many people sneaking onto the ice bridge, wanting to take the opportunity to cross the river, he couldn't help being a little annoyed.Yue Chentan rubbed his head reassuringly, and after hearing a few "clicks", the ice bridge broke from it, and the ice surface that could be stepped on firmly stopped in the middle of the river.

"Let's go." Yue Chentan turned around and said.

Jia Wujue glanced at the cursing people on the other side, and thought that Yue Chentan was still a kind person after all, and he couldn't bear these people to fall into the water and die. If it was him, he would rather destroy the ice bridge completely than Opportunistic villains who don't want to be cheap.