A bad thought [rebirth]

More than two years have passed since the incident of encircling and suppressing the Samsara Valley, and the martial arts world seems to be calm on the surface, but the various sects know that the martial arts world is about to change.

In addition to some newly emerged small sects who began to participate in open and secret fights in the martial arts, the "Valley of Reincarnation" that had disappeared for nearly two years actually began to "appear" again.

Some people say that its head is unknown, and some people say that this sect has a large number of people.But even though there are many rumors, no one has actually seen the person who claims to be the Samsara Valley.

When the news spread like wildfire, some martial arts professionals who were still coveting the martial arts secrets of the Samsara Valley specifically searched for Yueyu Pavilion, but were told that they could not find any information.Not long after, Yuejian Pavilion even announced that it would no longer accept any missions to investigate the "Valley of Reincarnation".

Some penny-pinching people heard this argument, and spread it everywhere, saying that Yueyu Pavilion knew the news of the Samsara Valley, maybe they wanted to monopolize the benefits, and maybe they were on good terms with the head, and they were promised something. This helped Samsara Gu Yunyun.

Some people rushed to the places that had been encircled and suppressed, only to see broken tiles and ruins, there is no comeback, and they are even more convinced that some people think that the martial arts is not chaotic enough, purely adding fuel to the fire.

In addition, another news also alarmed Wulin.

In his prime of life, Cen He, who held the position of the leader of the martial arts alliance for six years and became famous all over the world with a flying tiger fork, was called "Flying Tiger Lanning the Moon" without any warning, and suddenly announced that he would abdicate to give way to the virtuous.

The venue for the martial arts conference has also been selected, and it will be held in the winter of five months later, at Qixian Mountain in Dali, where a conference was held 27 years ago.

For a moment, a stone stirred up a thousand waves.

The No. [-] Gambling House in the World thus opened a gambling game, and martial arts people speculated who the next martial arts leader would be. Their bets included the four heroes of "Sword, Sword, Stick and Flute". People waved their flags and shouted, intending to let Hua Nianzhen participate in the martial arts conference, hoping that she would become the first female martial arts leader.

Undercurrents are surging in the martial arts world, and turmoil is rising again. Hanfu Village, where Hanxi escapes from the world, is still peaceful and peaceful.

On this day, Deng Guanshi, who had white beard and hair, was told by the owner early in the morning that there would be three distinguished guests coming, including people he knew well.

He stood at the door early and waited. When he saw two carriages parked at the gate of the village one after another, a middle-aged man in his forties came down from the front carriage and hurried up to meet them.

The middle-aged man has a strong figure, a good appearance, and a small beard on his chin. At first glance, he looks like a reckless man, but on closer inspection, he has a pair of extraordinarily large and bright eyes, which makes his temperament a little more delicate .

After meeting Deng Guanshi, the middle-aged man greeted him familiarly: "Deng Guanshi, long time no see, don't come here to be safe."

Guanshi Deng clasped his fists back and said, "Leader Cen, long time no see, you are still so admirable."

The person who came was Cen He, the martial arts leader who was about to abdicate.

"Why didn't Mr. Yu come this time?"

"The scholar is sick, and he is recuperating at home." Cen He sighed, and then patted Guanshi Deng on the shoulder, "You know, today I came to the village with my brother to have a drink of fine wine."

After finishing speaking, he yelled to the silent carriage behind: "My dear brother, don't sleep, it's all in Hanfu Village."

"It's all my fault that big brother dragged me to drink all night last night, and didn't let me use my internal strength to force me to drink." Hearing his voice first, but not seeing him, his voice was clear and powerful, and there was a little annoyance. Pass.

Steward Deng turned his head to look at the figure who got off the carriage. It was a handsome man with a condensed complexion and profound facial features. It was not the same person who spoke just now.

I saw the man in black standing still and reverently lifting half of the curtain of the car. A young man lowered his head slightly and lifted the other half of the curtain by himself.

If it is said that the peach forest is full of fragrance, the indifference that lingers in the eyes of the young people just complements the Tsing Yi with a wide robe and wide sleeves, just like a gust of cold wind blows through the peach branches, and the peach blossoms all over the sky wither, leaving only a little bit of sweetness on the branches, reflecting Into the eyes, fresh and bright.

It's really amazing to be exiled.

Even Deng Guanshi, who was used to seeing all kinds of people, was stunned for a moment, his eyes fixed on the other party's dazzling fox eyes, and when he heard the young man in a broad robe and wide sleeves apologize to him and introduce himself as Yin Jiuxiao, The person beside him was his attendant, Ji Yuanhan, and he said hastily: "Young master, you are a good-looking talent, but just now you are being rude. You two young masters, you can call me Deng Guanshi."

Cen He clasped his arms around his chest, with an expression of "I understand" on his face, which made Guanshi a little dumbfounded in his heart. He stopped talking and said concisely: "Three, the owner of the villa has been waiting for a long time in the back mountain. Please come here."

Cen He's coachman took the two carriages away and followed the servants in the mansion to the stables.

The three of them followed the leading steward Deng, and Cen He approached Yin Jiuxiao, opening and closing his lips slightly, forming a line of voice: "I didn't tell you not to use your internal strength to force the wine, you forced me to drink this wine, I think you really want to get drunk."

Yin Jiuxiao was noncommittal: "I can sleep well if I'm drunk." He glanced at Ji Yuanhan beside him, and said calmly: "However, if Ah Han hadn't been simmering a bowl of hangover soup with zhenqi, I'm afraid I'm still drunk now Died in the carriage."

Cen He immediately respected Ji Yuanhan: "Brother Yuanhan, you are very kind to your master, and you are not afraid of spoiling him."

Ji Yuanhan still stood behind Yin Jiuxiao, not saying a word to Cen He's words.

Cen He said that he was bored, and let go of his voice to chat with Yin Jiuxiao. Speaking of Yin Jiuxiao's disappearance during this period of time, he heard from his family that he had gone to the mountain gate to offer incense. He said meaningfully that he did not expect Yin Jiuxiao Still such a pious person.

"It's a pity... The Xuankong Temple was on fire the day before yesterday. I'm afraid it was a hundred-year-old temple, and it was destroyed in one fell swoop."

Coincidentally, Cen He lived in Lingchuan County, two hills away from Lingding Mountain. The Xuankong Temple was on fire that day, and standing in Lingchuan County, one could see a flame that shot straight into the sky.

"Yes, it's a pity."

Yin Jiuxiao yawned, because he seemed to be lacking in interest, Cen He stopped trolling himself and moved closer to Guanshi Deng.

Taking advantage of Cen He not paying attention to him and Ji Yuanhan anymore, Yin Jiuxiao moved his hand back, tugged on Ji Yuanhan's sleeve, gathered his voice and passed the words to Ji Yuanhan's ear: "If you don't answer when Cen He talks to you, What if I say so?"

Ji Yuan paused for a moment, and then replied in a line: "This is what I should do."

Yin Jiuxiao let out an "oh", raised the corners of his lips, took two steps to steward Cen Hedeng, and started talking with the two of them.

The wide sleeves swayed slightly as Yin Jiuxiao walked around, as if Ji Yuanhan's heart could not be calmed down.

Holding the sword in his hand, he unconsciously clenched the hilt tightly.

Shicai's master looked careless, but the tiredness that was quickly concealed between his brows and eyes pierced Ji Yuanhan's heart like a slender needle.

What Ji Yuanhan didn't say was that this was voluntary, full of sincerity, without any falsehood, and even a small thought popped up in his heart, if he could really spoil Yin Jiuxiao, he would be his third life Fortunately.

Only he knows that in the past year and a half, the master has gained a lot of internal energy, so he often stays up all night, planning everything after stepping into the rivers and lakes.

And it all started with the fire in the Xuankong Temple.