Looking at the back of the man in black, Zhang Yi couldn't calm down the surging emotions in her heart.
The old dignitaries of Changling are a very special group of people for the entire Great Qin Dynasty. On the one hand, they cannot be tolerated in the current Changling, but on the other hand, many industries, and even trade with some enemy countries, the lifeline of some things is in the hands of others. In their hands, the mistress of Changling couldn't easily separate them from Changling.
This is a typical hard choice, but in the final analysis, they are strong enough.
But now, how should he choose
As the sun set over the horizon, the air began to feel cooler.
Because his mood was too turbulent, he didn't even notice the flair that the green-clothed Minshan Sword Sect practitioner behind him deliberately caused.
This made the Minshan Sword Sect practitioner extremely displeased, and his brows furrowed deeply.
"Your performance at this time is far from that of the sword meeting. As a swordsman, you need to be vigilant all the time, especially outside Changling. Those who want to kill you don't need to worry about not being able to get out of Changling. No scruples at all."
Hearing such a voice, Zhang Yi was taken aback and turned around.
Looking at the special sapphire-colored robe on the opponent's body, and feeling the unique piercing aura on the opponent's body, he naturally understood the identity of the opponent in an instant, but his mind was even more chaotic, but he couldn't help it. Think, what happened today.
"The method of counting every five is every seven."
This Minshan Sword Sect practitioner was used to seeing all kinds of top talents in the Minshan Sword Sect. Seeing Zhang Yi's bewilderment at this moment, he felt even more unhappy. He said this in a cold voice, and directly took out Sen Leng The iron box, handed to Zhang Yi.
Zhang Yi subconsciously took over the seemingly ordinary iron box, her heart beat violently involuntarily, and she couldn't help asking: "What is this? The method of counting every five and seven is what?"
"I think, if you can't even think of this..." The Minshan Sword Sect practitioner frowned slightly. He originally wanted to say that if he couldn't even think of this, he didn't deserve to be called my Minshan Sword Sect. A student, but at this point, he felt that something was wrong, after a slight pause, he changed his words: "Just destroy the contents of this box."
Seeing the other party's displeased expression, Zhang Yi thought of Ding Ning's way of talking about his mother-in-law. He woke up a little, and his eyes moved away from this Minshan Sword Sect practitioner, and fell on the iron box in his hand.
Then he directly opened the iron box.
There was only a thin piece of parchment in the iron box, which was simply folded, so he saw a lot of ink lines at a glance.
With just a few scattered pieces of magic thread, he felt the endless terrifying sword intent.
His eyes instantly pricked and wept.
In the next moment, these sword intents forced on him, causing the blood in his body to not flow smoothly, and even making him feel like he was instantly injured and vomiting blood.
Zhang Yi's body shook violently, and then he raised his head in shock.
"This is… "
He looked at the green-clothed practitioner in front of him in shock, thinking about the aura of Jing Liuli and even Tantai Guanjian, he felt that it was impossible to have such a sharp edge, and then he suddenly realized, "This is the person of Baili Sect Master. …”
This Minshan Sword Sect practitioner felt that there was no need to answer.
He turned and started to leave.
"From your own point of view, you are just an insignificant person in Changling, but the three top figures in Changling came to see you in person, or wrote you a letter. So you can't be an insignificant person. "
"The disciples of my Minshan Sword Sect are the same as the real disciples of those real disciples in the Bashan Sword Field in the past. They cannot be small people."
Listening to these two words from the wind before the figure of the other party disappeared, Zhang Yi's whole body trembled uncontrollably again.
Taking advantage of the last twilight of the sunset, he struggled to unfold the parchment in the iron box, his eyes hurt even more, and tears flowed down his eyes. He only saw the first few words clearly, and his breathing stopped from time to time. Sometimes in a hurry.
This is a sword scripture.
The method of counting every five and seven is just a way of reading.
Only by looking at the words that are multiples of every five and every seven, can we see the real text of this sword scripture and understand the true meaning.
There is often only one possibility for Baili Suxue to write it herself, and to use this method to conceal the true meaning, that is, this sword scripture is also very important to the Minshan Sword Sect, and in the Minshan Sword Sect, there is only Baili Suxue. Only then did Li Suxue know.
This means that the real suzerain personally passed on.
After thinking about this clearly, Zhang Yi finally understood the meaning of the last two words of this Minshan Sword Sect practitioner.
How could the disciple of Baili Suxue, the suzerain of the Minshan Sword Sect, be an insignificant person
The last ray of light in the sky fell.
The wilderness around him fell into darkness.
"If you want to do it, do it thoroughly."
Ding Ning's voice came to mind again.
Thinking about many things in the past, thinking about Xue Wangxu's death, thinking about some pictures of the sword meeting, thinking about the letterhead written by the mistress deep in the palace after the sword meeting, thinking about the scenery in exchange, he felt that What Ding Ning said is correct.
He took out the parchment from the iron box, put it close to his body, and put the iron box away again, then he raised his head, looked at the brightest star in the sky in the direction of Dayan, and started to move.
…
The thunderous sound of horseshoes sounded violently on the river mound, and countless homing birds flew away.
A row of torches illuminated the entire river bank. A black-armored general leaped off the galloping horse and landed weightlessly, but at the moment of landing, he pulled the galloping horse behind him to stop.
"It's here?"
The black-armored general glanced at the surrounding scenery, and asked coldly the two seven or eight-year-old children sitting in front of a sergeant behind him.
These two children, one male and one female, seem to be brothers and sisters, judging from the clothes on their bodies, they should be the children of fishermen nearby.
Hearing the questioning voice of the black-armored general, and seeing the tiger-wolf pattern on the opponent's black armor gleaming under the firelight, the two children were terrified, and they opened their mouths without answering, but they burst into tears with a wow stand up.
The black-armored general took a deep breath, feeling even more irritable in his heart, but when he squatted down and looked down, his complexion changed drastically, and strong coldness and killing intent flowed unconsciously from the depths of his pupils .
On the intertwined roots under these withered willows, he saw one or two strands of soaked white satin.
Almost subconsciously, he decided that this was Bai Shanshui's previous hiding place.
Along the Weihe River, there are countless ships and Daqin practitioners searching for traces of Bai Shanshui, but who would have thought that Bai Shanshui was just like a real floating corpse before, sinking and floating among the roots under these old willows
This is a place that passing ships on the river may see, but in the end, only these two children happen to see it.
Is this the best way to escape
It's just that the holy deer mountain alliance and the sword flat mountain, if it is the destiny, it should also belong to Changling, how could this rebel be able to escape again!
Thinking of those Qin people who died at the hands of Bai Shanshui these years, the black-armored general burned more and more furiously in his heart. The opportunity to catch Bai Shanshui, and then to deal with this rebel, and I don't know what price to pay.
Unable to vent because of his anger, the powerful aura on his body kept blowing forward, making the river in front of him violently turbulent, with waves of ripples constantly spreading out.
In the deepest part of the big floating water prison, Lin Zhuojiu, who was immersed in the water like duckweed, quietly felt the ripples from the nearby water prison.
It meant nothing to anyone else, but it was the only change in his dull and unchanging life of confinement.
"Young man, you are amazing. Since the establishment of this water prison, you should be the second person who can make Shen Xuan helpless."
He looked down at the shaking ripples, sincerely admiring.
The sound came out clearly and far along the water, but there was no response.
Looking at the still turbulent water surface, Lin Zhujiu knew that the young man was not unconscious, so he continued: "I know you don't trust me, but I know that you and those people who sent in before to try to win my trust It's different. Because I have also experienced some of the methods Shenxuan used on you... I know exactly what kind of person can survive. So you don't need to trust me, but I can trust you."
After a long time.
A weak but clear voice came from the nearby water cell, "Who are you?"
Lin Zhujiu said: "Bashan Sword Field, Lin Zhujiu."
The water prison at the other end was silent for a moment, and said, "Impossible."
Lin Zhujiu laughed and said, "Everyone thinks I'm dead, but I'm still alive."
The dungeon on the other side fell silent again.
Lin Zhujiu smiled and continued, "You should be wondering why I would speak so directly to someone I never knew even if I was Lin Zhujiu."
The other end did not deny, "Yes."
Lin Zhujiu calmly said: "Because no one thinks that we may go out after we come here. Just like Shen Xuan brought you here to let you know that even if it is me, I can't get out after more than ten years." go."
"He wants you to despair. Despair is the best way he can open the mouths of people like me and you."
Lin Zhuojiu raised his head, looked at the water prison on the other side, and said lightly: "But I think he will still fail. And I will give you hope, as long as you last long enough, you have to believe that I will definitely be able to take you Take it out."
There was no new response from the dungeon at the other end, only muffled humming sounds.
The water surface shook even more violently.
Lin Zhujiu knew that a new round of torture had begun.
There were many tortures that made him feel terrible when he thought about them, and they were falling on that young man.
He gave the young man promise and hope, but is there really hope
Lin Zhujiu lowered his head, looked at the turbulent cold water, and recovered his silence.