book of troubled times

Chapter 469
The altitude itself is high here, and the mountain is even higher.Zhao Changhe often heard about things like Gao Fan in this world. It is said that those who are not used to it will have blue lips and shortness of breath, and serious accidents may even occur.

As a result, I tried it myself, and it didn't feel like...

The air is thinner. In fact, it may be more uncomfortable for ordinary warriors than ordinary people. Because it involves energy flow and blood circulation, warriors have greater external energy intake requirements than ordinary people. This environment restricts them even more. ability.

But for the young couple who have opened the door of the secret store, it is not a problem to form an internal circulation.

Not to mention the thin air, even if they are allowed to dive into deep water now, the time they can hold their breath can make people dumbfounded and exhale thousands.

In other words, if Shi Wuding chooses the new site of the sect here, it will actually be quite unfavorable to most of the disciples in his sect, maybe they need to take medicine to solve it?
What's more, life here is extremely inconvenient. Even if you want to pretend to practice swords in the snow-capped mountains, there is no need to build a sword house on the top of the peak. Do you want to live... Zhao Changhe is well-informed now, and he knows most of the so-called " Shanzhai" and "Mountain Gate" are rarely at the top, and most of them are located on the mountainside. Only important places such as ancestral temples are built on the top, but this Jianlu is full of people and is located on the top of the mountain several thousand meters above sea level. , there is irrationality everywhere.

Ever since Bashan discovered the change of the sword house, Zhao Changhe has been feeling a little uneasy. At first, he thought it was because Yue Hongling was in danger, but after taking care of Yue Hongling, he was supposed to be fine, but the warning signs in his heart never disappeared. , The more you get here, the stronger the warning signs in your heart.

There must be something wrong here...

The two quietly sneaked up the mountain. Sure enough, this temporary new resident could not have any fortifications. It was still a very ordinary wooden house, with crooked melons and jujubes erected randomly, surrounded by rocks and vegetation, which was very convenient for lurking and spying.

What surprised the two of them was that there was actually snow on it, and the snow became thicker as they went higher.The wind was howling, and the temperature was extremely cold. If ordinary people came up in their thin summer shirts, they would probably freeze to death here.

"I asked Sisi, and she said that there shouldn't be snow at this time of day. Even if there is, it can only be a little bit on the top of the mountain. It can cover the soles of the feet, which is very abnormal." Yue Hongling quietly transmitted the sound.

Dare you say that I quietly went to Sisi's door, and you also asked Sisi quietly...

Zhao Changhe looked up at the sky.It was evening when the two arrived here, and it was night when they climbed to the top of the mountain, and saw that some snowflakes were beginning to fall on the top of the mountain. The huts around were quiet, and there were few lights. It was a snowy and murderous night.

After observing for a while, I saw a thatched thatched cottage that was suspected to be a living room.

The two looked at each other, and ran up to the rock in a very tacit understanding, and went around to the back of the rock. Yue Hongling jumped down, Zhao Changhe followed and hung upside down on the rock, and reached out to grab Yue Hongling's ankle. The combined length of the two was just enough for Yue Hongling to hang upside down Looking in through the hole in the roof of the thatched cottage.

Time is not fixed.

Under the dim candlelight, several people gathered around the table to drink and chat in small voices: "...The suzerain is too impulsive this time, and the good black seedling cooperation suddenly collapsed. This is really..."

"It doesn't matter, we didn't rely on Hei Miao too much, and we needed them to provide almost the same things in the early stage. It is still obvious that Hei Miao intentionally dragged us to take advantage of it. The Suzerain wants to turn his face, and I am afraid that it has been in his heart for some time... ...It's just that Wang Daozhong picked something on his mind, so he exploded. Now Heimiao is too busy to take care of himself, and has no time to trouble us, and we still have enough time."

"That's right... By the way, the royal way is really sinister. Didn't I hear that King Langya is very tolerant and doesn't engage in conspiracy..."

"You believe in this too? You don't play tricks, what did they do in Hongnong and get caught?"

"That's true."

The man sneered: "We're alright. I heard that people from Heimiao have asked people to go to Shu County to ask if anyone knows Wang Daozhong's birth date. I think it's likely to use a big curse. I was really cursed. He is in the remotest corners of the world, let him die a miserable death, even Wang Daoning can't protect him."

"Is it still missing flesh and hair? Can just having a name and birth date be a curse?"

"Lei Ao once sent someone to assassinate Wang Daozhong. It is said that he was also scratched. The blood can still be collected. I don't know how useful it can be after being diluted by the lake water... Anyway, it's about Heimiao, we don't know. Curse... If it is according to the suzerain's wishes, he would not want to curse Hei Miao with his hands, and he would have to kill Wang Daozhong himself to relieve his anger."

Zhao Changhe couldn't see who was talking, but he heard the voice, and he was speechless.

I don't know what kind of tricks can be conjured by matching Lao Wang's name and birth date with my own blood?If the blood does not match, there is a high probability that it will be invalid, and there is a small probability that the damage will be shared respectively?This kind of sharing, taking Sisi's preventive medicine by myself should be enough to bear, I hope Lao Wang is okay.

The house gossip Wang Daozhong only mentioned these few words, and soon the next sentence changed: "Wang Daozhong will not mention it, how about Han Wubing?"

Someone said: "He is here."

The room fell silent in an instant, and it took a while before someone said: "He fought Yingshuang, he should have known it thoroughly, and is he still willing to come?"

"Han Wubing has clear grievances and grievances. After all, the suzerain is his enlightenment teacher and raised him. As long as there is a signal of willingness to reconcile, Han Wubing should always consider it."

The room was quiet again for a while, and Yue Hongling noticed that everyone had a hesitant expression on their faces, and they seemed to be a little bit tangled.

This is not the case...

From this point of view, it seems that Shi Wuding tricked Han Wubing to come here, trying to harm him?

This kind of operation made the middle and high-level people in Jianlu a little bit entangled, feeling that it violated conscience?

She quietly transmitted the judgment to Zhao Changhe, and Zhao Changhe couldn't calm down anymore: "How many people are there?"

"Three."

"Are you sure you can catch it instantly? From the looks of it, it's impossible to eavesdrop on the specifics. You can't talk about these things in small talk, so you have to catch them and ask them."

"...Be safe and don't be impatient. According to my observation, they are not weak. It is better to be cautious in people's lair." Yue Hongling exerted strength on her ankles, flew back upside down, squatted behind the rock and said in a low voice: "They are drinking, and drinking will definitely kill them." Out of respect, divide and break."

Zhao Changhe nodded, suppressing his temper and lurking, sure enough a moment later the thatched hut was opened, and someone came out leisurely, urinating on the rocks.

Before the belt was untied, there was a sudden pain in the back of the neck, and he had already lost consciousness.

When he woke up, he was already in the snowy mountains, a man with a scarred face grabbed him viciously, sealed his air to prevent him from shouting, and said coldly: "What are you sect masters doing to Han Wubing? "

The sword hut disciple fell silent, he recognized Zhao Changhe.

More than a month ago, when Han Wubing fought Yingshuang in Jiange, he realized that the Tingxuelou assassin was chasing and killing Zhao Changhe, so he searched for half a year and pursued him thousands of miles away.

Today, more than a month later, Zhao Changhe went deep into the tiger's den, perhaps because he had other important matters, but when he heard about Han Wubing, he put aside all important matters for the time being, and let's find out about this matter first.

I come to the banquet to bow to the breeze, and to swallow Changhong with loyalty.

He felt a little disappointed in his heart, and whispered to himself: "This is the original intention of us learning swords..."

Zhao Changhe's eyes moved slightly, watching him without speaking.

The sword hut disciple sighed: "When Han Wubing came here, it was already too late... You are not strong enough, you just died one more person for nothing."

There is a bit of good intentions in these words...

"I don't need you to worry about that." Zhao Changhe said: "I just need to know the whole story of this matter, and I will die happily when the time comes."

The sword hut disciple nodded: "Yue Hongling found out that we were raising sword slaves, and you took Yue Hongling away from Heimiao's pursuit... You must know about it."

"Hmm. Then?"

"In fact, the suzerain's sword slave method started more than ten years ago... In the early years, the suzerain was not as radical as it is now, and has not yet started to directly infuse the soul of the living with sword energy to replace consciousness. method, and scattered them all over the place, that's why there are many Sword House disciples in Bashu's many forces..."

The disciples of Jianlu observed Zhao Changhe's expression, and slowly said: "It's not that the previous generation in Jianlu were all uncharacterized generations, all the uncharacterized generations are actually the personal marks of the suzerain."

Zhao Changhe's face suddenly changed.

This means... Han Wubing has been a sword slave since he was a child!

Is he carrying out some kind of practice with no fixed time, so he is freed to go out, and finally retrieved?
"Each of these sword slaves has a self-cognition and identity..." The disciple of Jianlu said slowly: "Some are other people's disciples, some are even Bashu officials...Of course there are other settings, For example, being bullied by a fellow student and breaking up in anger."

Zhao Changhe's expression sank like the bottom of a pot.

"Only in this way can each different individual form thousands of sword intents and provide for the sword master... It's a pity that the suzerain is still stuck in the bottleneck and can't touch the gate of the heaven list all these years. So the more radical, from slowly From the cultivation from childhood to the direct acquisition of adult sword slaves..."

Zhao Changhe took a deep breath: "Then the move of the Jupai to the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain is another manifestation of this radicalism?"

"There is a secret realm here, and the suzerain got a key to unlock it from nowhere." The disciple was also a little at a loss when he said this: "But we can't find the specific location to open it. I don't know that the suzerain asked Han Wubing to come back. Is it relevant."

　Push "Fairy, would you like to be my lackey?" ": It is said in the world that Su Jiming, the eldest son of the Duke's Mansion, is insidious and cunning.

　　Fortunately, Zhengdao has already sent people to encircle and suppress this person, and within three days, he will be able to return the world to a bright future.

　　Looking at Miss Sword Immortal who was rumored to come to assassinate him, and her fate of [Bright Heart of Sword], Su Jiming pondered and said:

　　"Be my lackey, and let you live, how about it?"

　　
　
(End of this chapter)