The Beacon of Kyushu

Chapter 43

The moon is bright and clear, and the evening breeze is cool.

The white-haired man clasped Murong Yunyao's waist with his right hand, and flew over the eaves of thousands of houses like a big bird. His body skills were extremely miraculous, and he often leaped several feet before his feet touched the ground.Whether it's a tall palace or a small farmhouse, he walks on the ground as if on the ground.Murong Yunyao was held in his arms, as if flying in the air, everything was beautiful and fantastic like a dream.

Not long after, the two had already crossed the towering city wall and came to a dense forest.The white-haired man didn't intend to stop at all, but walked more and more hastily, like a big roc walking through the forest.Murong Yunyao used to lower her head to look at the scenery at her feet from time to time, but now she closed her eyes in fear, feeling the sharp wind like a knife constantly blowing on her face, and her cheeks were so painful.

After a long time, Murong Yunyao felt that the strong wind in her ears had calmed down, and at the same time, there was the sound of "rumbling" water, and her feet seemed to be firmly on the ground.She hurriedly opened her eyes bravely, and saw that she was in a spacious and narrow cave. A waterfall with fast-flowing water covered the entrance of the cave like a curtain, adding a touch of mystery to this seemingly ordinary cave.Murong Yunyao saw the white-haired man holding her hostage standing silently in front of her, his expression has changed a little compared to before, it seems to be joyful, but also lonely.

Seeing this, Murong Yunyao shouted loudly: "Old man! Who are you? What is your relationship with my father? What do you want to do to me?" She asked three questions in one breath. Apart from uncontrollable anger, there was also There is a hidden fear behind the anger.

The white-haired man didn't answer, but asked instead, "Who is your father?"

Murong Yunyao was stunned, and then said: "My father is Murong Yanzhao, the founding father of the Great Song Dynasty. Didn't you tell the truth that day? Why do you still ask the question knowingly?"

The white-haired man continued to ask: "Then what kind of person do you think Murong Yanzhao is?"

Murong Yunyao said without hesitation: "Of course he is the best person in the world!"

The white-haired man shook his head and asked again: "Then what kind of person do you think Murong Yanyun is?"

Murong Yunyao snorted contemptuously, "How can Murong Yanyun be compared with my father Murong Yanzhao, he is just a guy who doesn't know the current affairs, wants to compete with Taizu for the world, but loses miserably in the end."

The white-haired man smiled wryly after hearing the words, and then nodded slightly, "You are right, Murong Yanyun is indeed a man on the verge of failure. But if someone tells you that you are not Murong Yanzhao's daughter, but Murong Yanyun's daughter , how would you feel?"

Murong Yunyao sneered subconsciously, as if she heard a big joke.But when she thought of the scene where her father was kicked out of the house by the family before his body was cold, she suddenly stopped laughing, and she fell into deep thought.After a while, she said stubbornly: "Impossible! Don't talk nonsense! Even if this girl is not Murong Yanzhao's daughter, don't want me to recognize that thief Murong Yanyun as my father!"

The white-haired man's complexion sank slightly, and there was an extremely complicated and indescribable emotion in his eyes, as if he had thousands of words but couldn't talk about it, let alone talk about it.

Since Murong Yunyao met him in the mountains that day, she has always felt that this old man is very amiable, but tonight she feels that he is very scary, and at this moment, she feels inexplicably that this old man in front of her is very pitiful, and she wants to comfort him but I don't know how to speak.

After a long time, she asked, "Old man, who are you?"

When the white-haired man heard this, the light in his eyes instantly dimmed, and he became as calm as before.He just said indifferently: "My surname is Mu, and I call myself Siwuweisou."

Murong Yunyao asked curiously: "Four Wuwei old man? Old man, what four Wus do you have?"

The white-haired man gave a wry smile and said, "No relatives, no cause, no invincibility, no love."

Murong Yunyao said: "Old man, don't you even have a relative in this world?"

Siwuguai old man nodded, "People close to me will die because of me, and people close to me will die because of me. There are no relatives in the world."

Murong Yunyao continued to ask curiously: "Old man, judging by your age, how many old friends should you have?"

Siwuwei old man nodded again, "Those who took me as friends died for me, and those who I took as friends turned away from me, there are no old friends in this world."

Murong Yunyao sighed slightly, and then said: "Old man, are you really invincible?"

The old man Siwuwei smiled wryly and nodded, "I will kill all those who regard me as enemies, and all those who I regard as enemies will die before me. There is no opponent in the world."

Murong Yunyao still asked persistently: "Then have you never had a lover?"

Siwuguai old man's gaze became more and more dim, and finally he nodded and said: "Those who love me will die for me, and those I love, because I have escaped into Buddhism, there is no lover in the world."

Murong Yunyao originally wanted to persuade the old man in front of her, but the old man's four answers made her heart sink.After her father died, she always felt that she was very pitiful, and she also felt that Yun Zixiao, Wan Jianfeng, Zhao Defang and others were all very pitiful, but in comparison, who could be more pitiful than the old man in front of her?
Without relatives, there will be no one to rely on, without old friends, there will be no one to help, without rivals, there will be no one to challenge, without lovers, there will be no one to stay together.How can a person live in the world, if he has none of the four things, then how can he live and for whom?
I don't know how long it took before the old man said, "Your father was my old enemy. The reason why I am still alive is to fight your father again. Unfortunately, he died before me. But since you are His descendants should fight for him, little girl, do you dare to accept my challenge?"

Murong Yunyao couldn't help being startled, and secretly said: "I can't catch up with his lightness kung fu alone, don't you want to defeat him? I just practice hard for another ten years, I'm afraid I won't be as good as his apprentice Duan Siming. When I train well, I can defeat him His martial arts, I'm afraid he would have returned to ashes to ashes by then!"

The old man Si Wuwei seemed to have understood what Murong Yunyao was thinking, and slowly lit a few torches on the cave, and the cave immediately lit up.Murong Yunyao took advantage of the lingering light of the fire to clearly see all kinds of martial arts secret books densely engraved on the stone wall.They are all the unique skills of today's major sects, and there are several unique skills that have been extinct for decades or even hundreds of years. As long as you learn any of them, you will be able to dominate the world and be invincible. If you can learn all the martial arts on this stone wall, Even if one breaks the Xuan Zhi You Xuan's life-and-death gateway, so as to prolong one's life and be invulnerable to all poisons, I'm afraid it's not difficult.

Murong Yunyao exclaimed, and quickly walked around the cave, constantly looking at the kung fu on the wall, and asked after a long time: "Old man, did you engrave these kung fu? Could it be that you are proficient in so many kung fu alone?" Peerless magical skills? You are such a strange person! You are the expert who helped many times in Tonglingxia, right?"

The old man Siwuwei smiled slightly, but his smile was full of bitterness, "Yes, when I was young, I eagerly studied various unique schools, and created a few exercises by chance, but it is a pity that I can't use them now. As for the matter of Tongling Gorge, I just don't want to see you die at the hands of others."

Murong Yunyao felt reverence spontaneously in her heart, "Old man, I used to think that my father was the best in martial arts, but compared to you, it is really far behind. Even if I spend my whole life, I can't defeat you instead of my father. You Just let me go."

Siwuwei old man sneered, "You have no guts, and you don't want to study martial arts hard, how will you make a living in the Jianghu in the future? Don't you want to go, that's good! There are only two roads in front of you now, one is Learn any few martial arts on the stone wall within three months, and then catch me ten moves. If you can catch me, I will let you go. If you can't catch me, this place is where your bones are buried. The second is that you live with me In this cold and damp Guilong Cave, you have served me for the rest of your life, where do you go? You choose yourself!"

Murong Yunyao is used to being arrogant and domineering, when she was treated like this, she was about to wait for an opportunity to escape, but then she thought again, "Even if my father is alive, I am afraid I am not the old man's opponent, how can I escape!" After thinking about it She had no choice but to grit her teeth, raised her index finger and said, "I'd better choose the first one. I don't want to live in such a weird place for the rest of my life. Brother Yun is still waiting for me!"

"Brother Yun?" Siwuguai old man was slightly taken aback, and asked, "Brother Yun you're talking about is Yun Zixiao? Is he still alive?"

Murong Yunyao said in surprise: "Old man, do you know Brother Yun?"

Siwuguai old man smiled, stopped talking, and slowly sat at the entrance of the cave, blocking Murong Yunyao's only way out, "Okay, you talk too much! If you don't start practicing martial arts carefully, you will never be able to pick me up ten times alive trick!"

Murong Yunyao responded with some reluctance, then walked slowly to the innermost stone wall, picked up a branch on the ground as a sword, and practiced according to the martial arts on the stone wall.

Several hours later, Murong Yunyao was exhausted, lying on the ground panting continuously.Siwuguai old man couldn't help but glanced at her, with a distressed expression on his face, but then he straightened his face and said coldly: "I've only practiced for a while and then I'm lazy, how can you take my ten tricks after three months!"

Murong Yunyao lay on the ground and complained: "Old man, I haven't eaten for several hours, how can I have the energy to practice? If you don't give me food, I will starve to death in less than three months!"

Hearing the words, Siwuguai old man hurriedly stood up, said: "Okay, okay, I'll get you something to eat right away." Before he finished speaking, he had already walked to the entrance of the cave, jumped up and disappeared.

Murong Yunyao smiled slightly when she saw this, and said to herself, "Old guy, no matter how good your martial arts are, what's the use of your brain if you don't have my brains! If you leave, will this girl still stay in such a ghostly place?" She thought about getting up from the ground with a wheel, and quickly ran to the entrance of the cave with the water curtain.

"My girl is free!" Murong Yunyao said as she stepped out of the cave entrance and looked down instinctively, only to see a bottomless pool of water more than ten feet away from the cave entrance.The turbulent water curtain fell straight down from above the entrance of the cave, causing huge splashes in Tanzhong.If a person jumps off such a high place, not only will his body be smashed to pieces, but his bones will also be broken!Murong Yunyao let out an exclamation, she hurriedly withdrew her foot in fright, and fell to the ground with her buttocks.

It took her a long time to stabilize her mind, and sighed, "Oh, it seems that martial arts are sometimes more useful than brains. If you can't practice martial arts well, let alone take ten tricks from the old man, just want to leave here It’s as difficult as climbing to the sky!” She reluctantly went back to the depths of the cave, and continued to practice according to the secret books on the stone wall.

(End of this chapter)