Chapter 262 Frequently activated Evil Immortals
It's almost drunk, and everyone is not drunk at all. Even Schindler, known as the underworld Dionysus, is just a small drink. In the face of the three heroes, no one dares to get drunk. The previous eight-step monk also hid a secret to say it, so everyone was paying attention to it.
"Fat monk, tell me, what are you anxious about why everyone gathers here?" Hunyuan said.
Everyone wants to know.
"This is a very difficult problem. Cao Daxian of the Evil Immortal Church has sent me an ultimatum."
"The ultimatum, has Cao Daxian begun to attack Wulin?" The iron flute said.
"I don't know. Anyway, he invited us to go to the residence of the evil immortal religion, Cup Star Garden." The eight-step monk said.
"In this way, I'm afraid that he has a great conspiracy. Fortunately, the rebellion of Zhu Yuanzhang and others has led to the inability of Pingwumen to continue attacking the Central Plains, and Cao Daxian also has a good calculation to control Wulin before Ouyang Hongmen leaves the customs, and this step starts with our eight heroes, as long as we eight heroes If it is eliminated step by step, then there will be no one to hinder him, and the strength of the 20 cave masters and the five city lords of the evil immortal religion is also very powerful, almost comparable to the demon religion. Mixed element analysis.
"At present, Xiong Laodi has unified the underworld, which is strong enough to compare with the nine sects. The key is the lack of one or two top figures to confront Cao Daxian, and his five city owners are also enough to compete with Xuanzhong and Zhang Shuyun's dream. The eight-step monk said.
Hearing everyone mention Cao Daxian, Chu Xiong on one side also looked very ugly.
"In today's young generation, only Xiongfeng and Zhang Chengfeng of the Qingcheng School can be transformed." Hunyuan said.
When Xiongfeng heard everyone mention himself, he was ashamed in his heart. He has not broken through for nearly two years, and his martial arts has always been stagnated. He is really ashamed of everyone's expectations. Even if he unified the underworld, can the martial arts decent accept him?
For a moment, he fell into silence at the dinner table. He thought that the eight-step monk also came to see if Xiong Feng had made a breakthrough and gave him a preventive injection. Now Xiongfeng was almost killed under He Chong's entanglement, and thanks to Chu Xiong's help, otherwise how could the three of them see Xiong Feng?
"Brother Xiong, you still concentrate on laying the foundation. Let's go to Shaolin tomorrow. In about a month, I will go to Cup Star Garden. Don't be afraid of evil from ancient times. The eight-step monk said.
Xiongfeng nodded. Since the damn flying tiger turned into his body, he and the true spirit of the eight-step monk have not been untied. It is fortunate not to die.
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Zhang Chengfeng went out to live in a small shop in Qingcheng. The wind was still undecided. A carriage came from the north, and the rolling wheels crushed the dust on the ground, but could not crush the loneliness between heaven and earth.
Zhang Chengfeng yawned and straightened his two long legs on the soft mink as much as possible. Although the wine house was very warm and comfortable.
Life is full of contradictions, and no one can do anything about it.
Zhang Chengfeng sighed and took out a wine bottle from the corner. When he drank wine, he also coughed loudly. The constant coughing made his pale face glow a sickly red, like a flame in hell, burning his body and soul.
He has also made no progress in his martial arts this year. And the teacher has been closed for nearly two years, and he also handed over the affairs in the dispatch to his brothers.
In the past two years, he has not scruples about what happened in the faction, and the younger brothers also have an understanding attitude. His personality is like this. If you come to be tough, Zhang Chengfeng will definitely not give in. At the beginning, he was almost kicked out of the teacher by Meng Wuya.
He is no longer young.
The corners of his eyes are full of wrinkles, and each wrinkle is full of worries and misfortunes in his life, but only his eyes are young.
These are two strange eyes, which seem to be turquoise, like willow branches blown by the spring breeze, gentle and flexible, and like the sea under the summer sun, full of pleasant vitality.
Maybe it's because of these eyes that he can live to this day.
Three years ago, his wife died, and since then, he has been passive and his personality has become more and more withdrawn. He got into the carriage after getting off the restaurant. He wanted to find someone.
But what happened next really changed Zhang Chengfeng's character!
Zhang Chengfeng slowly turned around and found that there was still a line of footprints next to the rut. He came here alone from the far north and walked forward alone.
The footprints are very deep. Obviously, the man doesn't know how many roads he has walked and is exhausted, but he will never stop to rest.
Zhang Chengfeng sighed for a long time and muttered:
"In this weather, there are still people who have to suffer in the wind and dust. I think he must be a lonely and pitiful person."
The thick eyebrows and sweated didn't say anything, but sighed secretly in his heart: "Aren't you also a very lonely and pitiful person? Why do you always only know how to sympathize with others? But I forgot myself..."
There are many solid pine wood under the car seat, and Zhang Chengfeng began to carve again. His technique is refined and skillful, because he always carves the same person.
This man has not only occupied his heart, but also his body.
The dust has finally stopped, but the cold air between heaven and earth is heavier and the loneliness is stronger. Fortunately, there has been a sound of people's footsteps in the wind here.
Although the sound is much lighter than the horseshoe sound, it is the sound that Zhang Chengfeng is looking forward to, so no matter how slight the sound is, he will never miss it.
So he lifted the curtain made of mink and pushed open the window.
He immediately saw the lonely figure walking in front of him.
This man walked very slowly, but he never stopped. Although he heard the sound of the car bells, he never looked back! He neither carried an umbrella nor a hat, and the melted dust flowed down his face to his neck, wearing only a very thin dress.
But his back is still straight, and his people are like iron, dust, cold, tired, tired and hungry, which can't make him give in.
Nothing can make him give in!
When the carriage rushed to the front, Zhang Chengfeng saw his face.
His eyebrows are very thick, his eyes are big, his thin lips are tightly squeezed into a line, and his straight nose makes his face look thinner.
This face easily reminds people of Huagangshi, stubbornness, firmness, indifference, indifference to anything, and even himself.
But this is also the most handsome face Zhang Chengfeng has ever seen in his life. Although he is still too young and immature, he already has a sufficiently attractive charm.
There seemed to be a smile in Zhang Chengfeng's eyes. He opened the door and said, "Get in the car. I'll give you a ride."
His words have always been simple and powerful. In this endless land, no one can refuse his proposal.
Who knows that the big man didn't even look at him, and his footsteps didn't stop, as if he didn't hear anyone talking at all.
Zhang Chengfeng said, "Who are you?"
The big man's hand suddenly grasped the hilt of the sword at his waist. His hand was frozen whiter than the meat of the fish, but his movements were still very flexible.
Zhang Chengfeng smiled and said, "Would you like to come up and drink a bar? A sip of wine will not be harmful to anyone!"
The big man suddenly said, "I can't afford it."
He actually said such a sentence. Zhang Chengfeng even had a smile in the wrinkles in the corners of his eyes, but he didn't laugh, but said softly, "I'll buy you a drink. You don't have to pay for it."
The big man said, "It's not what I bought myself. I never want it. It's not the wine I bought myself, and I will never drink it... Have I made it clear enough?"
Zhang Chengfeng said: "It's clear enough"
The big man said, "Okay, you go."
Zhang Chengfeng has been silent for a long time! Suddenly, he smiled and said, "Okay, I'll go, but when you can afford to buy me a drink, will you?"
The big man stared at him and said, "Okay, I'll treat you."
Zhang Chengfeng laughed, and the carriage had driven away quickly. Gradually, he could not see the figure of the big man. Zhang Chengfeng smiled and said:
"Have you ever seen such a strange big man? I thought he must have experienced the vicissitudes of life, but he spoke so naively and honestly.
The thick-browed man who was driving the car said lightly, "He is just a stubborn child."
Zhang Chengfeng said, "Can you see the sword in his belt?"
The thick-browed man also had a smile in his eyes and said, "Can that also be regarded as a sword?"
Strictly speaking, it can't be regarded as a sword. It's just a three-foot-long iron blade with neither a blade nor
There is no sword or eel, not even a sword handle. Only two cork nails are used on it, even if the sword is changed.
The thick-browed man continued with a smile, "In my opinion, it's just a child's toy."
This time, instead of laughing, Zhang Chengfeng sighed and muttered, "In my opinion, this toy is very dangerous. It's better not to play with it."
The inns in the town are not big. At this time, they are full of tourists blocked by wind and dust, which seems particularly crowded and lively.
There are more than a dozen empty dart carts covered with straw mats in the yard, and the grass mats are also covered with dust. Under the east roof, there is a sauce-colored gold-trimmed dart flag, which is blown by the wind, making people almost distinguish whether it is a tiger or a lion embroidered with gold thread?
In the restaurant in front of the inn, there were big men in sheepskin jackets coming in and out from time to time. Some drank a few glasses of wine and deliberately opened their clothes to show that they were not afraid of the cold.
When Zhang Chengfeng arrived here, there was not even an empty shop in the inn, but he was not worried at all, because he knew that there were not many things that money could not be bought in the world, so he first found a table in the corner in the dining shop, asked for a pot of wine, and drank slowly. .
He doesn't drink fast, but he can keep drinking for a few days and nights. He kept drinking and coughing, and it was getting dark.
The thick-browed man came in, stood behind him, and said, "The upper room in the south has been vacated and cleaned. The young master can rest at any time."
Zhang Chengfeng seemed to have known that he would definitely do this matter. He just nodded. After a long time, the thick-browed man suddenly said, "There are also people living in this inn, as if they had just come back from the outside."
Zhang Chengfeng said, "Oh! Who is the leader?
The man with thick eyebrows said, "That's Chongchi."
Zhang Chengfeng frowned and said with a smile, "It's not easy for this madman to live until now."
Although he was talking to the people behind him, his eyes kept staring at the door with cotton curtains in front of him, as if waiting for someone.
The thick-browed man said, "The child's foot is not fast. I'm afraid he won't get here until the update."
Zhang Chengfeng smiled and said, "I don't think he can walk fast, but he just refuses to waste his physical strength. Have you ever seen a wolf walking on the dusty land? If there is no prey in front of it and no pursuers in the back, it will definitely refuse to walk fast, because it feels that it is a pity to use its strength on walking.
The thick-browed man also smiled and said, "But that child is not a wolf."
Zhang Chengfeng didn't say anything anymore, because he coughed again.
The enemy appeared in front of him!
Zhang Chengfeng slowly turned around and found that there was still a line of footprints next to the rut. He came here alone from the far north and walked forward alone.
The footprints are very deep. Obviously, the man doesn't know how many roads he has walked and is exhausted, but he will never stop to rest.