Chapter 387 Return to the setting sun

Bai Choufei said, "I want the world, and I dare not say anything again!"

I don't know how many years later, the storyteller is talking about this story. Every time he says this, he can't slap the table and repeat it loudly...

"I want the world, and I dare not speak again!"

How domineering, and then looked at the audience who were still obviously nervous and looked up to the sky and said, "Do you know how many knives there are in the world?"

Of course, no one knows that there have been knives since there were human beings.

From the stone that is only a little bit of a blade ground with stone at the beginning, to a knife that can be made of steel.

The history of the knife is longer than that of the sword.

If it is the most common weapon in the world, it must be a sword, but if it is the most common weapon in the world, it must be a knife!

Because a knife is cheaper than a sword.

"Guys, this Bai Choufei dares to say that the world dares not say anything again. This is a big talk. This is domineering or domineering, and the atmosphere is magnificent, but who dares to believe it? Who can believe it? Let the whole world dare not say anything. How can it be in the world?" The storyteller doesn't know how many times he has told the story.

I don't know how many times the people below have listened to it, but they are also asking: "Yes, how is that possible? How can it be that the world doesn't say a knife?"

They are not asking again, let alone answering people, but no matter how many times they listen to this story, they are still a little unbelievable.

Who can believe it? No one.

The storyteller began to fish for his appetite...

"Do you know, who is this Bai Choufei?" The storyteller looked at the people around him and smiled: "Before that, Bai Choufei was the biggest villain in the world. The biggest bad guy, his reward has reached one million taels of gold at a certain time. Whoever can kill him is the real direct wealth. Maybe someone has to ask, what on earth did he do to make it worth so much money? However, I believe that there is no other question that I am looking forward to this problem more, that is, is this million taels of gold just talk, or is it true?

"That is, someone killed Bai Choufei. Can he really get this million taels of gold?" The storyteller looked sideways at the crowd and smiled at all of them.

"The era of Bai Choufei has passed for a long time. We just don't want to get this million taels of gold, but this doesn't prevent us from thinking about it, does it?" The storyteller smiled and said, "According to our investigation, this million taels of gold is real. There is no falsehood at all! This million taels of gold was guaranteed by 18 shopkeepers and bigwigs in the largest bank in that year. As long as you see Bai Choufei's head, this million taels of gold will not be less!"

The person below has swallowed his saliva.

"But everyone, this million taels of gold was not taken away until it was finally taken away by the set people. Bai Choufei was not killed! He survived." The storyteller smiled and said, "What else does he have besides such a bad reputation?"

"He is the owner of the Divine Knife Hall and the owner of the second floor of the Golden Wind and Rain Building. Although these identities are terrible, in fact, he rarely uses these forces. Today, we don't know what those things are and what the reasons are. We only know some stories that happened. The storyteller smiled and looked at the person who began to look forward to it and said, "For example, let's get back to the point. What did Bai Choufei do after saying this?

What did Bai Choufei do?

Nothing has been done.

This is just a sentence, just like what others know, no matter how domineering and generous the words are, if you just say it, just say it, then anyone can do it.

The person who follows him. None of them had any expression on these words. They won't hear anything other than orders.

They don't care where Bai Choufei is going, and they can't control it.

But when Bai Choufei took them for three days, everyone knew where Bai Choufei was going.

Because there is only one place in that direction, and it is worth going for people like them.

Wudang!

Only Wudang!

There are not many people around them. Although no one will approach them within three miles, there are many people three miles away.

You don't always have the opportunity to see so many masters travel.

Zhang Sanfeng sat on Wudang Mountain and looked at the disciples who reported and asked seriously, "Have you seen those people?"

The disciple nodded.

"Do you feel anything when you look at them?" Zhang Sanfeng asked.

"Pure!" The disciple thought for a moment and answered affirmatively.

"Pure?" Zhang Sanfeng frowned and couldn't understand.

"What is pure?" Zhang Sanfeng looked at his disciple and asked.

This disciple is not easy to describe. It took him a long time to come up with an inappropriate metaphor: "It's like a bowl of boiled water that has been boiled a hundred times. We all know that this bowl of boiling water is extremely clean, and there is not much cleaner than this bowl of water, but when we see it, we are more afraid than any poison.

This is the truth. For us, there seems to be no problem with what we eat and drink, but in fact, it contains impurities or poisons. So for us, there is essentially no difference between the cleanest and the most poisonous.

This is what we yearn for beauty.

But there is an indescribable reason for the disgust for the best, clean and not dirty.

began to say, and his words went much smoother. He looked at Zhang Sanfeng and said, "When I saw them, I felt like a knife without any decoration or cover-up. The youngest among them was also fifty-six years old. The oldest person is even more than 80 years old. They don't seem to have done anything else in their lives, just using knives.

Zhang Sanfeng did not ask any more questions, but asked his disciples to retreat and stay quietly.

He knew that what Wudang had to face was probably an unfavorable enemy. He was not afraid of death, but how could Wudang fight such an inexplicable enemy regardless of the life and death of his disciples?

This is not a sect battle. He has seen Bai Choufei. Naturally, he knows why he came, if there is no suitable explanation. It is not difficult for Bai Choufei to take this group of people to exterminate Wudang.

Or, he will not hesitate!

This is not something that can be solved through negotiation. For anyone, a place that can't communicate is the most difficult to deal with, because you know clearly that there is absolutely no room for communication with him.

You can even guess that you can think of what he wants to do, but you can only watch him continue little by little.

Zhang Sanfeng realized such powerlessness again. His martial arts skills are high, but now Bai Choufei is no longer the Bai Choufei of those years. He is sure to defeat Bai Choufei, but he is not sure that the people under the martial arts can withstand the people brought by Bai Choufei.

He believes that there is no one under Wudang who is afraid of death.

But there are some things that can't be solved without fear of death.

Zhang Sanfeng is still thinking.

Bai Chou is getting closer and closer to Wudang.

When the setting sun was in the west, Bai Choufei finally appeared in front of Wudang Mountain...