The Beacon of Kyushu

The next day, in the evening.

The sunset is low, the evening breeze is gentle, and the twilight is vast.

At this moment, Changfangling in Wudang Mountain has lost its splendor in the daytime and has become gloomy and desolate. From time to time, a few tired birds chirped and circled over the treetops, chilling people's hearts, as if there was endless murderous intent lurking in the dense forest, and if they took even half a step on their errands, they would be doomed.

Wan Jianfeng held the wine gourd and drank while walking through the dense forest. His pace was not too fast, and his expression was calmer, not as exhausted as he had been in the past few days. He walked for a while, looked around at the mountains, and said with a smile: "Haha, the scenery here is quite good. No wonder the master practiced in Wudang Mountain for many years before going to Huashan. It's a pity that there is no famous martial arts sect here, otherwise it would If the young hero tells me his master's name, the leader of the sect will definitely invite me as a guest in the sect. Once he has prepared a few disciples with outstanding martial arts skills, he might even escort me to Tokyo!"

Before I knew it, the sky turned completely dark. Wan Jianfeng had never been to Wudang Mountain, but he had quite a lot of experience sleeping in the open air, so he didn't pay much attention to it. Relying on his youth and drunkenness, he still strode alone in the barren mountains.

Wan Jianfeng walked for a while and saw a towering mountain peak in the distance. Below the peak was an extremely open mountainous area. For some reason, there is not a single ancient tree on this mountainous area, and there are very few weeds. All the hard and uneven rocks are exposed.

Soon, Wan Jianfeng stepped onto the rocks and looked up at the mountain peak in front of him. He saw that there seemed to be an empty stone platform on the mountainside of this peak. There was no nunnery, no temple, and no residents on the platform, making it look empty. Wan Jianfeng felt a little strange, but the rocks under his feet were very harsh, and standing for even more than half a moment was a kind of torture, so he simply stopped thinking about it and strode forward in a hurry.

Suddenly, Wan Jianfeng heard muffled sounds coming from all around, as if there was muffled thunder in the sky. Wan Jianfeng hurriedly looked up at the sky and complained subconsciously: "Hey, God, you are not a bully like this! I don't even have a place to stay tonight. If you really do it, Ye Yu, this young hero will definitely catch wind and cold tomorrow and become seriously ill!"

Wan Jianfeng watched for a while and saw no flash in the sky, so he quickly looked towards himself again. When he looked at it, he was frightened to death again, and he wished he could find a crack in the ground to hide in. However, they saw countless sword-wielding young men pouring out from the surrounding dense forest. All of these people were wearing blood-red robes, but their whole bodies were filled with murderous aura. When they were gathered together, they gave people a strong sense of oppression.

Not only that, there were six weirdos following behind these young men. The weird man in the southeast is wearing green bronze armor and a green war robe. He has a green-maned hawk on his crotch and a mountain ax in his palm. The weirdo in the southwest is wearing red bronze armor and a red battle robe, with a rouge beast on his crotch and a sky-holding fork in his palm. The strange man in the northwest is wearing white bronze armor and a white battle robe. He has a white dragon colt on his hip and a pear blossom spear in his palm. The strange man in the northeast is wearing black bronze armor and a black battle robe. He has a black cloud on his crotch and a phoenix-mouthed knife in his palm. The weirdo directly behind was wearing brass armor and a yellow battle robe, with a light yellow horse under his crotch.

The weirdo in front of him was covered in jet-black armor, with an extremely ferocious Shura iron face on his face. His hands were firmly protected by a pair of gloves made of pig iron, and not an inch of skin on his body was exposed. He held Fang Tian's painted halberd upside down in his hand, and rode a black horse under his crotch. The blood-red cloak behind him was blown up by the breeze, making a hunting sound. This man exudes a domineering and terrifying aura, and every inch of his armor is filled with murderous intent. No matter who looks at him, they will definitely be deeply shocked and shudder. Rather than saying that he is a human being, it is better to say that he is an Asura who has fallen into the human world!
Wan Jianfeng quickly pulled out his handsome stick, pointed at everyone tremblingly, and shouted: "Hey! Where did you get these shrimp soldiers, crab generals, monsters and monsters from? What are you going to do to stop this young hero? Do you want to rob me? Let me say something to you. To be honest, if I want money, I don’t have any money, but if I want money, I have a lot of lice!”

Li Chongjin sneered and said: "Wan Jianfeng, I have never served anyone in my life, but you are the only exception! It is a thousand miles from Rongzhou to Fangzhou. Not only did you not die on the way, you actually came back intact. At this point, you are the only one who can do it in today’s martial arts world. But it’s a pity that if you fall into the trap of me, just rest in peace!”

Wan Jianfeng didn't wait for Li Chongjin to take action, and shouted again, "Hey, I said you are a weird-looking, dull-minded, but good-memory iron man! Didn't this young hero just lie to you once in Zhuozhou? You are so big. It's been so long, why are you still thinking about it? Otherwise, if you cheat me, we'll be even, what do you think?" Li Chongjin shook his head and said, "I stand upright. Man, am I going to kill you just because you lied to me once? You think too little of me!"

Wan Jianfeng scratched his head and rolled his eyes a few times, still feeling puzzled, "No, I've only met you once. If it wasn't for lying to you last time, why did you insist on killing me?" ?”

Just as Li Chongjin was about to speak, he suddenly heard a majestic voice coming from the stone platform on the mountainside opposite, "Wan Jianfeng, if you really want to know, let me tell you!"

Wan Jianfeng hurriedly looked up and saw that many strange people had appeared on the stone platform at some unknown time. Under the light of the torches on both sides, a dragon chair made of obsidian was vaguely visible in the middle of the stone platform. Sitting on the chair was a man wearing a dark green dragon robe. His facial features were hidden in the dark and could not be seen clearly, but he The innate majesty overwhelmed Wan Jianfeng and almost suffocated him.

To the left of this person stood an elegant and charming young man in blue. The iron fan in his palm glowed with an awe-inspiring cold light under the firelight. On the right stood a tall and strong man in black, who looked like an iron tower. The mace in his hand, which was as thick as a bowl, was even more terrifying. Dozens of young men in red robes with solemn expressions gathered around the two weirdos, one civil and one military. They all held their swords upside down and guarded the three leaders with due diligence.

Wan Jianfeng and Li Chongjin had met once before, but he had never seen the three weirdos on the mountainside since he was a mother. Monk Zhanger was more and more confused for a while, "No, you are all the same as me." Does the young hero have any grudges? Ask yourself, I have fought for cakes, pies, sap, and white wolves all my life, but I won’t have any trouble with you guys, right? Please explain the grievances between us clearly first, otherwise I will definitely discuss it with your eighteenth generation ancestors even when I go to the underworld!"

The young man in blue shook the iron fan and smiled coldly, "Haha, Wan Jianfeng, you claim to be resourceful, but you don't even know what bad things you have done?"

Wan Jianfeng shook his head, "I don't know! Do you know?"

The young man in blue nodded slightly and said: "Since you don't know, let me remind you. Who killed Yao Hongyuan on the bank of Dongting Lake a few years ago, who killed Mr. Yuan in Mancheng, and who is here Suo Longshan forced Master Zhang to surrender to the court? You won't tell me that these things have nothing to do with you, right?"

Wan Jianfeng sighed, "Oh, these things are related to me, but mainly the little witch did it. I was just a helper. You guys bully the weak and fear the strong, and don't dare to go to the little witch. Just put all the blame on this young hero, right?”

The young man in blue closed his iron fan, pointed at Wan Jianfeng and said: "Murong Yunyao, surnamed Wan, really deserves to die, but without you, she would have died at the hands of those dog officials all over the city. How could she be alive today?" ? So, you deserve to be killed more than she does!" Wan Jianfeng curled his lips and said, "I mean, it's not impossible if you insist that these things are caused by me. You can't just think that this young hero deserves to die, but not be impressed by this young hero's ingenious mind and superb martial arts, right?" (End of this chapter)