The sun was shining brightly, and it was warm on my body.
In the past, when he was in the small town of Guanshan, Li Guohuai's favorite thing was to sit on a comfortable lounge chair in a bright sunny place and lie there for most of the day.
It seems that this hot warmth can slow down the old skin and wrinkles all over the body.
And in that drowsy state, he could always dream of the war and the mountains of blood and corpses in the first half of his life!
Until the day of his 87th birthday, he suddenly became a fighting swordsman in Lao Shizi.
At first, he thought that the leader of Tianjian Sect was a fool, and that was probably the view of most people.
But now—
"Li Guohuai, seventh branch, confirmation sign, big willow tree three hundred feet away."
A powerful and deep voice interrupted Li Guohuai's thoughts. It was the captain. Well, he always thought so, but in fact, according to the rules of Tianjian Sect, he should be called Senior Brother Zhu Tiao.
Just because the other party stayed in the illusion for an extra month and nine days
I bother!
Li Guohuai spat fiercely in his heart. He refused to accept anyone, just these long years, just these days and months, because these would really torture an ambitious and unstoppable veteran until he was left with only one tone.
"Yes! Brother Pig!"
Li Guohuai said loudly, without deliberately emphasizing the syllables in the word "pig", because he knew it would be meaningless. If the other party was a young man, if he was also a young man - well, the old man was so angry.
Li Guohuai quickly ran to the big willow tree three hundred feet away. He swore that he was not so strong when he was 18 years old. He felt like a gust of wind, and his magic power was as good as his mother's.
His thoughts were diverging, but Li Guohuai was watching all directions and listening in all directions, observing everything going on around him. He was a veteran. He had been a scout leader at the border of Daqi for 35 years. When he was old, he followed one of his big brothers. The general came to Guanshan Town to retire.
So he refused to accept anyone, including the general.
Suddenly, Li Guohuai stopped and his eyes quickly locked ahead. He patrolled this place every three days, so he knew all the conditions in each area with his eyes closed. This was the confidence of a scout leader.
But now, he could tell at a glance that something was passing by on the seemingly unchanged hillside ahead.
"Is there a situation?"
Zhu Tiao led people over. They were a small team, consisting of a direct disciple and nine combat sword cultivators. They were on duty for a month and were responsible for one area, such as the throat of the trade road three hundred miles south of Longtou Peak.
When the town of Guanshan was not in decline, caravans would pass by here every few days, but now it has been almost four months since there were no caravans.
Li Guohuai didn't say anything. He just jumped forward, turned around and stood there. If he were in the mortal world, he would probably not be able to amaze everyone with his skills and be respected as a hero, which would be a pity.
Li Guohuai held a piece of grass in his hand. Three of the five blades of grass were dead. This was very common. No one would notice anything if it was placed in a piece of grass.
Even Zhu Tiao and others think so.
"This is not a normal die-off. The water and soil here are suitable and there are no pests. When I came here the day before yesterday, it was still green, but today, it has died."
"What's the meaning?"
"I don't know. There are so many secrets in the world of immortal cultivators. I'm just getting started. What will I know? But I can bet with my head that in the past three days, something has indeed passed by here, and then on that mountain. Stop on the hill for a moment, because that hill is the farthest place in the vicinity. If you don’t believe it, go to that hill and you will definitely find more of these dead weeds.”
Li Guohuai finished speaking in a very low voice and very quickly. His eyes interacted with everyone including Zhu Tiao. No one said anything more. No one even looked at the hill Li Guohuai was talking about. .
It was as if they had reached some kind of tacit understanding invisibly.
However, to outsiders, they just rested here for a while and then continued to set off.
After climbing over a mountain, you can see a spacious loess road, which leads directly to Yening City. Everyone in the team is very familiar with this road, because they have walked here more than once.
"There's a caravan!"
A combat sword cultivator suddenly shouted in a low voice, and everyone looked at the end of the loess road. Sure enough, a moment later they saw a dusty fog. Judging from experience, it was a small caravan.
"Brother Zhu, what do you think?"
Li Guohuai couldn't help but ask, and he tried it with some enthusiasm. After all, what he was carrying on his back was a veritable mortal sword, and he had personally sensed it in the Swordman Valley. That special sense of familiarity was... It's like it's part of his body.
"There are two situations. First, the caravan may have tricks; second, the caravan may be a button. I prefer the second one."
Zhu Cao said calmly, what he said was all slander, the tricks were spies, and the buttons were deceptions.
Because before he retired in the small town of Guanshan, he was the overlord of the green forest, and there was nothing he could do on land and water. However, this identity is not important. What is important is that he knows what it means to retreat bravely, so he can still live well now. of.
"Hehe, after almost five months of silence, has Ye Ning City finally mustered up the courage to cause trouble? I know that young city lord is a pustule, but if Ye Ning City really intends to get involved in our Tianjian Sect, he will indeed do it Be prepared, after all, we are 10,000 miles away, if you don't move, there will be thunder."
Another combat sword cultivator said cheerfully, his tone was ordinary, as if he was talking about family matters.
"Well, then everyone has made a decision? Should we do it or not?"
Zhu Cao asked casually.
"Dry!"
"Pet him!"
"Kill the wrong ones and never let them go!"
The old guys are murderous! None of them are safe.
Then they lined up in a row and stood on the hill, showing their murderous intent. The caravan was so frightened that it stopped after a distance of more than ten miles, as if it was facing a formidable enemy.
And at this moment, Li Guohuai and other three combat sword cultivators seemed to be connected with each other. They used their respective swords at the same time, and the five swords of the Nine Layers Mountain rose into the sky, but they did not hit the caravan, but at a distance. An unknown hill 800 meters away from them!
The five sword strikes were enough to flatten the hill, but there was only a flash of light. The five sword strikes failed in vain, but the true appearance of the hill was also revealed.
There are more than a hundred demon soldiers with green faces and fangs hiding there.
"Boom~boom!"
The warning symbol went thousands of meters into the sky and resounded throughout the sky. Almost at the same time, hundreds of demon soldiers rushed out. At the same time, hundreds of demon soldiers also rushed out of the caravan in the distance.
The truth seems to be out, but no one cares anymore!