Lord please forgive me

Chapter 260 The Highest Peak
The Panlong Road is a mountain road that is [-] miles long. During the period, it has to pass through Miwei Mountain, Sanhuangling Mountain,
At the speed of Ying Zhen's carriage, it will take about four days to reach the west exit, which is not too slow. It usually takes at least ten days for a trade caravan to go back and forth between Guangmaoji and Longyi County. Long.

The mountains are not uninhabited, and there are also a few sparse villages mixed in, but the scale of the villages is not large, there are no more than twenty or thirty households, and there are only three or five households. Live by water.

Most of these villages are not far from the official road, and some even do small businesses on the side of the mountain road.

The carriage left the mountain road and turned into a mountain path. Within half a mile, you can see several houses with local folk customs lined up in the hinterland surrounded by mountains. A family of more than ten people live here.

The two horses were already exhausted, and if they were not allowed to rest, they would probably collapse. Fortunately, this small rural courtyard relies on providing accommodation for business travelers and feeding pack horses for a living, so after seeing Yingzhen and the others, He greeted him immediately, unloaded the shaft, pulled the horse away to feed the grass, mended the horse's shoe, and brushed the hair.

It was the first time for the children of this family to see Jiang Peining, who looked like a fairy sister walking out of a painting, circling around her one by one, but Jiang Peining seemed to be annoyed by the children, and his face was always not good. Many women are like this, Children in one's own family are fine, but children in other people's families are not good.

Lunch is an authentic home-cooked dish, the taste is not outstanding, but it has a special flavor,
The reason why Ying Zhen rushed to Chengdu Mansion in such a slow way was because he wanted to give those vacillating members of the holy sect a chance to choose. After all, it was impossible for him to kill all the people who were attached to Kong Yuan. , The method is too ruthless and harsh, and it will also cause some dissatisfaction from other members of the Holy Gate. Of course, they will not show this dissatisfaction, but if they do not work hard on some major issues, it will not be worth the loss for Mingjiao.

That's why, with Kong Yuan's character, he still looks like a corporal seeking talents and thirsting for talents with Kong Yuan's personality. There are still many similarities between Jianghu and court in this regard.

Of course, for those who still choose to stay with Kong Yuan in the end, Yingzhen will deal with them selectively, and will try to prevent their sect from breaking the inheritance, cutting off their salary and killing the whole family It's no different.

What he wanted was to bring the entire Holy Gate back into his palm, not to slaughter.

After lunch, Mr. Deng said that he was getting old and needed to get enough sleep, so he went straight to take a nap in the room that the host had prepared for them a long time ago.

Yingzhen and Jiang Peining came to the stream not far from the yard. The latter took off his shoes and socks and soaked a pair of crystal clear feet in the cold stream water.

"At first, Ning'er thought that you would deal with Kong Yuan's affairs as quickly as possible. In that case, you might have a chance to go to Caizhou to see if the ground grass is really as magical as it is said in the legend."

Ying Zhen sat beside her, threw a pebble into the stream casually, and said with a smile:
"Dicui Grass is useless to the little masters who are above the Embodied Realm. Most of the people who are interested in this kind of thing are some sects with a fairly solid foundation. It can really play a good role in cultivating younger generations. , In a sect, the more good seedlings there are, the faster the younger generation will grow up, and the greater their voice in the arena. I don’t know how many people have founded sects and established sects, all with the ambition to dominate the arena. Of course, when the Later, they would all feel how ridiculous their initial thoughts were,
Our Ming religion has been passed down for thousands of years, and its foundation is profound. Looking at the world, only Confucianism, Buddhism, and Taoism can be compared. There are things like ground grass on the top of the light, but they are rare. Xuan, Xiao Lun, and Wu Qingfeng went together, also wanting to find out the location of the blessed land behind Di Cui Cao. Naturally, there will be other rare things in the blessed land, and this is what I really like. "

Jiang Peining nodded silently while listening, and then suddenly took up a can of stream water and swayed it towards Yingzhen, who was very puzzled and slapped it back, but it splashed on Jiang Peining himself.

"Nothing~~" she muttered a few words in her mouth.

On the country road, a woman in Tsing Yi with a long sword on her back led a green donkey, looked towards the small farmyard, and finally set her eyes on the men and women by the stream.

Coincidentally, she was just passing by and didn't expect to meet him here, but she was completely sure in her heart that that person was him.

Dugu Qingniao has been silently watching that figure from behind,

She is different from her younger sister. As long as she can remember, her father has been nurturing her with all her strength. The hard work and hard work put in every day are not comparable to the other brothers and sisters. The ingenious boxing score requires [-] punches, and the thick calluses on her ten fingers make her hands look like a farmer who was born as a coolie. At the very beginning of sword practice, she practiced drawing the sword the simplest way. After three years, no one in the family could draw a sword faster than her, including her father.

His father would throw her under a waterfall to practice boxing, he would throw her alone in the mountains to sharpen, he would invite sword masters to fight with him for life and death, he would immerse her in a deep pool in the cold winter to hone his body, he would make her She was locked in a secret room and sharpened her mind without drinking or eating. At that time, she was only eleven or twelve years old.

That's why Dugu Jade Bird has always believed that his path of cultivation is the most difficult, so he always has doubts, disappointment, and dissatisfaction with Ying Zhen, a person like Ying Zhen who has reached the pinnacle of martial arts in his early twenties by relying on his talent.

After suffering so much, is it really not as good as others' natural aptitude?

Is it true that no matter how hard you work, you can't compare with those who are born excellent?
There are not many people who can tell her the answer,
That's why she went to Tianji Pavilion to find the young man who was known as the most gifted swordsman under Ye Xuan,
Only then will she go to find the Emperor Yaonu who is known as the future master of swordsmanship and sword intent in the future,

Only then will she go to Beixia to find the Fist Invincible who is known as the No. 1 inaction in the world.

Only then will she go to Longhu Mountain to find that little celestial master with white hair.

In Tianji Pavilion, she saw the fourteen sword marks on the back cliff,

In a small building in a secluded forest, Li Qingxue accepts apprentices on behalf of her teacher, teaches her Rhubarb Ting, and becomes her senior sister,
In Beixia, she lost in 77 punches and realized the true meaning of boxing.

Longhushan, watching the water of the lotus pond, her sword heart is transparent.

She didn't feel resentful because her little sister died at the hands of the other party,

There is a truth she knew from a very young age,

Whoever kills also kills.

She smiled, took the green donkey and walked towards the courtyard,

What can I gain from him?

After all, he is the young generation, the highest peak that everyone will look up to.

(End of this chapter)