Chapter 64

"Brother Zhou, I'm sorry for you!"

Looking at the bottomless valley, Master Changchun sighed and burst into tears.

When Zhou Yuanting's accident happened, he was in retreat, so that he didn't even see him for the last time! The destruction of Jianying Villa itself was a thorn in his heart. Originally, he wanted to do his best to make up for Zhou Boyan, but he didn't want to force his old friend, the only daughter, to abandon Jiangu Valley, tear her hair down and leave resolutely.

"The disciple is guilty, please punish the master!"

Yan Pengxi, Lu Feng took the lead, and all the disciples on Changchun Peak knelt down again.

For most of the disciples, they actually didn't know what happened, and followed Lu Feng all the way to chase and kill them. At first they thought they had reason, but they also saw clearly the next scene. Whether it was Wu Chi's arrogance or Zhou Boyan's steadfastness, they were deeply shocked, and a sense of guilt arose in their hearts involuntarily. meaning.

Looking back, Master Changchun's eyes fell on Yan Pengxi, and he said slowly, "Under the cliff is the poisonous dragon pool, which is difficult for ordinary people to enter! I don't care what method you use, bring me back the Chengying Divine Sword! This It is the only relic of Brother Zhou, and it must be found for me."

"Disciple obeys!" Sensing the seriousness in Changchun Master's tone, Yan Pengxi complied awe-inspiringly.

"Feng'er!" Master Changchun said with a bitter tone, and sighed, "Do you know your mistake?"

The real person in Changchun protects his shortcomings, extreme but not stupid! At this point, he can naturally figure out who is responsible for all this.

"My disciple is jealous and has caused today's misfortune. I wish to be punished." Kowtowing his head three times, Lu Feng said with a sob.

Raising his head, he saw that Lu Feng's forehead was faintly bleeding. Master Changchun's heart softened, and he finally let go of his raised hand. In any case, this is his favorite disciple, even if there are all kinds of wrongs, can he really be ruthless and kill him?

"That's all, that's all! From now on, you can think about it on the wall above the main peak! If you can't step into the Taoist platform, you will die of old age on this Changchun Peak."

His body trembled slightly, but Lu Feng didn't dare to protest after all, and bowed his head again.

"Although you junior sister Zhou has left, I still treat her as my own! Any disciple of Changchun Peak who meets in the future should be treated as my own disciple."

"The disciple obeys!"

Glancing at these disciples for the last time, Daoist Changchun's eyes showed a murderous intent, and in an instant, it turned into a sword light and pierced through the air.

The matter of Kunlun cannot be changed, but Tianshan must give himself an explanation! The lives of hundreds of people in Jianying Villa cannot be wiped out by the death of Luo Kun and Deng Mao.

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Staggering down from Kunlun, Wu Chi took advantage of the darkness and headed all the way to Donglin City.

Sudden great changes happened, the first thing he thought of was Tie Jianmen who grew up since he was a child.

However, as time went by, Wu Chi's injuries became more serious! The most important thing is that cutting off the kendo brand in Chengying Divine Sword destroyed the foundation of kendo, and under the counterattack, his cultivation base was also greatly affected. It was supported by one breath. After leaving Kunlun, he traveled all the way in a hurry, and finally at dawn, he completely exhausted Wu Chi's last bit of strength, and passed out on the avenue.

When Wu Chi woke up again, he was already on the shaking carriage.

The bumpy carriage seemed to break all the bones in Wu Chi's body. The moment he opened his eyes, he felt a sharp pain all over his body, and heavy fatigue hit him like a tide. After struggling for a while, he couldn't sit up.

"Hey, Daddy, this young master is awake!"

Wu Chi's reaction alarmed the young man driving the carriage. The young man lowered the speed of the carriage and shouted loudly.

After a while, a big man got into the carriage, glanced at Wu Chi and said, "Bring some water."

The young man stopped the carriage, and according to his words, came over with a kettle in his arms, and put it near Wu Chi's mouth.

After drinking a few sips of water, Wu Chi regained consciousness a little bit. He struggled to lean against the wall of the carriage and sat up, "Dare to ask uncle, where is this place?"

"You fainted on the side of the road. My father saw that although you were wounded, you were still breathing, so he carried you into the carriage and put you on the medicine for sores! You were injured so badly that I thought you were dead. Who would have thought that he would still wake up after being in a coma for half a month." The young man spoke quickly, looking at Wu Chi with curiosity.

"Has it been half a month?" Startled slightly, Wu Chi smiled wryly, and didn't know what to say for a while.

"My lord, don't listen to this kid's nonsense, it's just a matter of little effort, and no one will encounter any difficulties when going out." Seeing Wu Chi wake up, the big man is obviously happy, "Looking at the young man's dress, it's also a little bit difficult." It's not like ordinary people, did you meet your enemies?"

"Probably." Shaking his head, Wu Chi obviously didn't want to mention these things, "I don't know what's your name, uncle?"

"My surname is Zhang, Zhang Gui! This is my kid, Zhang Yang." The big man wiped the sweat off his brow, and introduced with a smile, "I'm a guy from a restaurant. .”

"Uncle Zhang, my name is Wu Chi." Reluctantly raised his hands and cupped his fists, "Thank you Uncle Zhang for saving me."

"It's just a trivial matter, you don't have to be so polite."

"By the way, I don't know where we are going?" Wu Chi asked after sorting out his thoughts.

"We went to Kunlun Mountain to drink, and now we are returning to Beijun. The city of Beijun is about twenty miles ahead."

"Beijun!" After pondering for a while, Wu Chi remembered that the location of Beijun was in the opposite direction from Donglin City, in the direction of the true north, and he may have traveled thousands of miles these days.

"Why do you have to travel such a long way to drink?" Wu Chi asked a little puzzled.

"Young Master, I don't know that there is snow on Kunlun Mountain all the year round. This wine is made from snow water. It is called Snow Wine. It is cold and refreshing, and has a lot of stamina! It is far beyond the comparison of ordinary wine. It costs fifty The taels of silver are exclusively for the nobles of our Beijun City, and there are only more than a thousand altars that are transported to Beijun every year." When mentioning wine, Zhang Gui's face showed a touch of joy, and he said proudly.

"Uncle Zhang, can you give me a taste?" After such a short time, Wu Chi finally recovered and asked.

"This..." Zhang Gui was obviously in a dilemma, these wines were too expensive, he was just in charge of transporting the wine, and it was rare for him to have a sip, but Wu Chi wanted a bottle as soon as he opened his mouth, which really made him a little distressed.

After thinking about it, Wu Chi understood Zhang Gui's difficulty, and took out some silver from the Qiankun bag and handed it over.

"Uncle, I bought this wine. Although I am down and out, I still have some money."

When Wu Chi said this, Zhang Gui breathed a sigh of relief, "It's not that I'm being stingy, it's just that this wine is too expensive, and it's not something ordinary people can afford."

After collecting the money, Zhang Gui hurriedly yelled at his boy to get the wine.

"By the way, Mr. Wu, your health is just getting better, drink less alcohol, and wait for your health to recover."

"Thank you, Uncle Zhang." With a casual smile, Wu Chi leaned on the carriage and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Coming down from Kunlun, he himself wanted to go back to Tiejianmen, but now, by mistake, he ran in the opposite direction to Beijun.

The young man quickly brought the wine over, and as soon as he opened the jar, a chill hit his face, the aroma of the wine was condensed in the cold air, condensed but not scattered, refreshing.

"Good wine!"

Can't help but praise, took the wine bowl Zhang Yang handed over and poured a bowl, "Little brother, you go and get two more bowls, such good wine, you and uncle should taste it together."

"What should I do!" Zhang Gui immediately waved his hands and refused after hearing the words.

"If uncle didn't save me, maybe I would have died by the side of the road now, what is a bowl of wine worth?" Wu Chi waved his hand and said.

Having said that, Zhang Gui took out the wine bowl as he said, and poured wine for himself. Zhang Yang wanted to drink too, but he slapped him hard on the head and kicked him out.

After taking a mouthful and drinking a bowl of wine, Wu Chi immediately felt a lot better, and he seemed to be much more energetic.

"Good wine!"

After drinking half a bowl, Zhang Gui said with a smile, "This wine is unbearable for idlers. To tell you the truth, I have transported wine all my life, and I have never drank it a few times. Today is your honor, Mr. Zhan. to have a taste."

"Uncle Zhang, is there any sect in Beijun?"

"Is the young master a practitioner?" Asked, Zhang Gui sighed, "If it is an ordinary person, staying awake for so many days, it would have already died!"

Once she enters the metamorphosis, she will lose the ordinary world, and it is nothing at all if she does not eat or drink for ten days.

What's more, before Wu Chi fell into a coma, Zhou Boyan fed him a lot of elixir. Although he passed out, the power of the medicine dissipated by itself, which not only alleviated the injury, but was also enough to keep Wu Chi full of energy and blood without feeling hungry. up.

"Probably!" Thinking of his current state, Wu Chi replied with a wry smile.

"It is said that the further north of Beijun is the Devil's Cave! Although there are some practitioners in Beijun, they don't have sects. There are many masters in the county guard's mansion, but I have never seen them! We are just ordinary people. It’s not enough to know about practitioners.”

"Devil's Cave?" Hearing this, Wu Chi couldn't help but feel a sudden movement in his heart, and then fell silent.

Now that I have fallen to this point, what does it have to do with me whether it is a magic cave or not?

Zhang Gui was obviously just an ordinary person, he couldn't ask any questions, Wu Chi didn't say much, and just drank bowl after bowl to relieve his boredom.

After waking up, he checked the situation in his body, the sword energy had completely disappeared, and the sword gall seemed to be still there, but he couldn't mobilize it at all.

Even the true qi has been exhausted, unable to function normally at all. On the surface, he is no different from when he was in the marrow washing state.

Even though he already knew the consequences of cutting off the brand, Wu Chi still didn't expect that the consequences would be much more serious than imagined.

If I don't solve this problem, I'm afraid I won't even think about practicing in my life.