The altitude here is high, and it gets even higher as you climb the mountain. Zhao Changhe often heard about altitude sickness in the real world. It is said that those who are not used to it will have pale faces, lips, and difficulty breathing, and in serious cases, accidents may occur.
I tried it myself, and I didn’t feel anything…
The air is thinner, which may actually be more uncomfortable for ordinary warriors than for ordinary people. Because it involves the flow of energy and blood circulation, warriors' demand for external energy intake will be greater than that of ordinary people. This kind of environment further limits their abilities.
But for the young couple who opened the door to the secret treasure and formed their own internal circulation, this is not a problem.
Not to mention the thin air, even if they were asked to dive deep into the water now, the time they could hold their breath would be enough to make people stare in amazement and exclaim that it's cheating.
In other words, if Shi Wuding chose this place as the new location for his sect, it would actually be quite disadvantageous to most of his disciples. Perhaps he needs to take medicine to solve the problem
What's more, life here is extremely inconvenient. Even if you want to show off and practice swordsmanship on the snowy mountain, there is no need to build a sword hut on the top of the peak. How can you still live here... Zhao Changhe is now knowledgeable and knows very well that most of the so-called "mountain strongholds" and "mountain gates" are rarely located on the top. Most of them are located on the mountainside. Only important places such as ancestral temples are built on the top. However, this sword hut is located on the top of a mountain thousands of meters above sea level. It is unreasonable everywhere.
Ever since Bashan discovered the changes in Jianlu, Zhao Changhe has been feeling a little uneasy. At first he thought it was because Yue Hongling was in danger, but later he picked up Yue Hongling and thought she should be fine. However, the warning in his heart has not disappeared, and the closer he gets to this place, the stronger the warning becomes.
There must be something wrong here...
The two men sneaked up the mountain quietly. As expected, this temporary new base could not have any strict fortifications. It was just an ordinary wooden house, built haphazardly, surrounded by rocks and plants, which was very convenient for ambush and spying.
To their surprise, there was actually snow on the ground, and the higher they went, the thicker the snow was. The wind was howling, and the temperature was extremely cold. If an ordinary person came up here wearing their thin summer clothes, they would probably freeze to death.
"I asked Sisi, and she said that there shouldn't be snow at this time of year. Even if there was, it would only be a little bit on the top of the mountain. It's over my feet, which is very abnormal." Yue Hongling whispered.
You said I went to Sisi's house secretly, and you also asked Sisi questions secretly...
Zhao Changhe looked up at the sky. It was already evening when the two arrived here, and it was night again when they reached the top of the mountain. He saw snowflakes starting to fall again. The thatched cottages were quiet and there were few lights. It was a night of wind and snow.
After observing for a while, I saw a thatched hut that looked like a living room with some lights on. The hut was built against the rocks at the back. The view in front was wide and difficult to approach. The roof was covered with thatch and it was impossible to stand.
The two looked at each other, and in perfect harmony, they jumped onto the rocks beside them and went around behind them. Yue Hongling jumped down, and Zhao Changhe followed and hung upside down on the rock, reaching out to grab Yue Hongling's ankles. The combined height of the two was just enough for Yue Hongling to hang upside down and look inside through the hole in the top of the cottage.
The uncertainty of time is not included.
Under the dim candlelight, several people gathered at the table drinking and talking in low voices: "... The clan leader was too impulsive this time. The good Black Miao cooperation suddenly collapsed. This is really..."
"It doesn't matter. We don't rely too much on the Black Miao. We've already needed most of what they provide in the early stages. The Black Miao are clearly trying to use us. The leader has probably been thinking about turning hostile for some time... It's just that Wang Daozhong picked on his concerns, so he exploded. The Black Miao are too busy to bother us now, so we still have enough time."
"That's right... The way of the king is really insidious. I heard that the King of Langya is very generous and doesn't engage in shady plots..."
"You believe this too? If they weren't playing dirty tricks, what did they do in Hongnong to get caught?"
"That's true."
The man sneered, "We are lucky. I heard that the Black Miao have sent people to Shu County to ask if anyone knows Wang Daozhong's birth date. I think they will probably use a big curse. If he is really cursed, no matter where he is, he will die miserably. Even Wang Daoning can't protect him."
"Is it still missing blood, flesh and hair? Can the curse be cast with just a name and birth date?"
"Lei Ao once sent someone to assassinate Wang Daozhong. It is said that he was also scratched. His blood can still be collected. I wonder how useful it will be after being diluted by the lake water... Anyway, that was the Black Miao's business. We don't understand the curse... If it was up to the clan leader, he would not want to use the Black Miao to curse. He would have to kill Wang Daozhong himself to vent his anger."
Zhao Changhe couldn't see who was talking, but he heard all the voices and was speechless.
I wonder what kind of curse I can cast by combining my blood with Lao Wang's name and birth date? If the blood doesn't match, it will most likely be ineffective, but there is a small chance that the damage will be shared. This kind of sharing should be enough for me to take Sisi's preventive medicine. I hope Lao Wang is okay.
Wang Daozhong only mentioned a few of the gossips in the room, and soon changed the topic: "Wang Daozhong won't mention it anymore, how is Han Wubing doing?"
Someone said, "He's coming."
The room instantly fell silent. After a long while, someone said, "He fought with Hawkfrost, so he should have known everything. Why are you still willing to come?"
"Han Wubing has a clear distinction between gratitude and resentment. After all, the Sect Master is his mentor and the one who raised him. As long as he shows a sign of willingness to reconcile, Han Wubing should consider it."
The room was quiet again for a moment, and Yue Hongling found that everyone had a hesitant expression on their face, and they all seemed to be a little troubled.
This is not right...
From this perspective, it seems like Shi Wuding tricked Han Wubing into coming here in an attempt to harm him
This operation made the middle and senior management of Jianlu feel a little entangled, and felt that it was against their conscience? She quietly transmitted her judgment to Zhao Changhe, and Zhao Changhe could no longer remain calm: "How many people are there?"
"Three."
"Are you sure you can catch him instantly? It seems impossible to hear the details by eavesdropping like this. They won't talk about these things in casual conversation. We must catch him and interrogate him."
"… Be patient, from what I've seen they're not weak, in a hostile lair, be cautious." Yue Hongling used force on his ankles, flew back, squatted behind a rock and whispered, "They're drinking, they'll have bowel movements, separate them and break them."
Zhao Changhe nodded, suppressed his temper and hid. Sure enough, a moment later the thatched hut opened, and someone walked out leisurely and urinated on the rocks.
Before he even untied his belt, he suddenly felt a pain in the back of his neck and lost consciousness.
When he woke up, he was already in the snowy forest. A scarred man grabbed him viciously, sealed his qi sea to prevent him from shouting, and said coldly: "What do you want to do to Han Wubing, your clan leader?"
The disciple from Jianlu fell silent. He recognized that this was Zhao Changhe.
More than a month ago, Han Wubing fought Yingshuang in Jiange. He realized that the assassin from Tingxue Tower was chasing Zhao Changhe, so he searched for half a year and chased him for thousands of miles.
Today, more than a month later, Zhao Changhe went deep into the tiger's den, perhaps for other important matters, but after hearing about Han Wubing, he put all important matters aside for the time being and decided to find out the truth about this matter first.
I come to the table to bow to the breeze, and swallow the rainbow with a sense of righteousness.
He felt somewhat disappointed, and whispered to himself: "This is the original intention of learning swordsmanship..."
Zhao Changhe's eyes moved slightly and he looked at him without saying anything.
The Jianlu disciple sighed: "When Han Wubing arrived here, it was already too late... You are not strong enough, and you just killed one more person for nothing."
There is some good intention in this statement...
"You don't have to worry about that." Zhao Changhe said, "I just need to know the whole story. Even if I die, I will be happy to die."
The disciple of Jianlu nodded and said, "Yue Hongling discovered that we were raising sword slaves, and you rescued Yue Hongling from the pursuit of the Black Miao... I guess you know about this."
"Hmm. And?"
"In fact, the sect master's sword slave method started more than ten years ago... In the early years, the sect master was not as radical as he is now. He had not yet started to use sword energy to directly infuse the souls of living people to replace consciousness. Instead, he used the method of cultivating them from a young age and then scattered them to various places. This is why many forces in Bashu have sword hut disciples..."
The Jianlu disciple observed Zhao Changhe's expression and said slowly: "Not all the previous generations in Jianlu were without characters. All the without characters are actually the personal marks of the sect master."
Zhao Changhe's face suddenly changed.
This means... Han Wubing has been a sword slave since he was a child!
Is he practicing some kind of spiritual practice of Shi Wuding, letting it go out and then collecting it back in the end
"Each of these sword slaves has a self-awareness and identity..." The Jianlu disciple said slowly: "Some are retainers of others, some are even officials of Bashu... Of course, there are other settings, such as being bullied by fellow disciples and breaking up in anger."
Zhao Changhe's expression was as gloomy as the bottom of a pot.
"Only in this way can each different individual form thousands of sword intentions and provide nourishment for the Sword Master... It's a pity that over the years, the Sect Master is still stuck at the bottleneck and can't touch the door to the Heavenly Ranking. So he became more and more radical, from slowly cultivating them from childhood to directly obtaining adult sword slaves..."
Zhao Changhe took a deep breath and said, "So, moving the entire sect to Yulong Snow Mountain is a manifestation of this radicalism?"
"There is a secret realm here. The sect master got a key to open it from somewhere a few days ago." The disciple was a little confused when he said this: "But we can't find the specific location to open it. I don't know if the sect master asked Han Wubing to come back and this is related."
Recommend "Fairy, are you willing to be my running dog?" It is said in the martial arts world that the prince of the Duke's Mansion, Su Jiming, is insidious and cunning, and can play with people's hearts like no one else. Since he came into the world, the martial arts world has never been at peace.
Fortunately, the righteous have already sent people to encircle and suppress this man, and within three days, the world will be peaceful again.
Looking at the Sword Fairy who was rumored to have come to assassinate him, and her fate of [Sword Heart Clear], Su Jiming pondered and said:
"How about being my running dog and letting you live?"
(End of this chapter)