Invincible little uncle

Chapter 262 34. A Thousand Miles Under the Moon and a White Head (Third Update - Subscribe)
"are you sure?"

"The boy from the Huangpu family used the No. 1 exercise of the Great Zhou Demon God. It is unparalleled in fear and terror. Although it is the first-rank exercise, Bengli, it is undeniable."

"It's ridiculous that this kid doesn't know the pros and cons of it. Every time he makes a move, he yells the word collapse. It's really ridiculous. It's extremely ridiculous."

"According to the old man, this young man is indeed Bengli. In this way, it can be explained why he always defeated the enemy with one punch."

"From what I see, it does have the demeanor of Lu Shaoji when he was a teenager."

Six people in different clothes stood in front of the black mountain, looking at the man sitting cross-legged in a small attic in front of the door.

The attic can shelter from wind and rain, and behind it is the mysterious sword tomb in the rivers and lakes.

Open once every three years.

There seems to be another world in it.

It doesn't look like the belly of this mountain at all.

The six people stood outside the attic on the cliff. The plaque on the attic was written with four big characters "Wan Lai Ju Ji", which was said to be left by the first tomb guard.

From here, you can see the Baiyin Waterfall flying down from the cliff, filled with water and mist, and you can overlook the lights of Jianling below you, and even the winding mountain road like Bailian, flying into the tens of thousands of hectares of mountains.

"Thank you, I accept this favor."

The man in the attic was none other than Zhang Jiuling, and his voice was deep.

After the six people left, he called the boy and let a black eagle fly. A piece of paper was wrapped around the eagle's feet, and he wrote a letter: Huang Puguang's practice is called Shenbao Wushuang, which is similar to that of the great merchant Lu The few students come from the same school.

"Rong'er, I hope I can help you."

Zhang Jiuling sighed softly, he owed this daughter too much.

Although the daughter's request this time was clearly for family fighting, he still couldn't refuse, just like he couldn't refuse ten years ago, when his daughter asked him to send Jianling dead soldiers to do something secretly. deeds.

The daughter has grown up, and even has a child. The child is excellent, and even resembles him a little bit, but it is a pity that he got mad and lost his hands.
Zhang Jiuling sighed deeply.

"These are all compensations for you, Rong'er, I hope you don't blame your father anymore."

After leaving behind his descendants, he climbed to the Wan Lai Ju Ji Pavilion on the sword tomb, watched the waterfall, and interacted with people in the world of mortals. Although he has a lofty status and a martial arts that is difficult for others to match.

But he can't leave here.

Because he is the gravekeeper.

The muddy eyes moved slightly, and the three people chosen by the aristocratic family had already walked along the mountain path, and their figures were getting closer.

"I have seen Master Zhang Ling."

Xue Shan took a step forward and spoke respectfully first.

"The son of the Xue family, he's not bad."

Zhang Jiuling nodded, and then looked at the little one next to him, with a pretty face. The downside was that his cheeks were slightly sunken, but there was an agility in his eyes that seemed to change his face in a dramatic way, which was an added bonus.

Looking at the sword on the girl's waist again, he nodded and said, "The head of the Yu family gave you the heartbroken sword. It seems that he has high hopes for you. I hope that you will have a good chance when the sword tomb is opened."

Yu Xiaoxiao said softly, "Thank you Master Zhang Ling."

Zhang Jiuling smiled and encouraged.

Then he looked at the last person.

Naturally, he would not put the emotions in his heart on his face, so he nodded slightly, "You are the young master of the Huangpu family, right? A hero is a young boy, not bad, I wish you good luck too."

Xia Guang clasped his hands together.

"The opening of the sword tomb will take place in the next few days. If the three of you don't want to miss it, you should plan to spend a few days in this mountain. If you have any questions about martial arts, I will answer them for you. "

Zhang Jiuling is very gentle, he actually likes children very much.

Many years ago, my daughter often came to the mountain. If her mother hadn't died early and I couldn't give her a ride, then my daughter wouldn't hate me so much, right?

Zhang Jiuling shook his head.

If he said he regretted it, he didn't regret it.

Among the sword mausoleums, being a tomb keeper is the greatest honor.

This is also the fate of the Jianling Zhang family.

Now, looking at the three children who went up the mountain, he seemed to see the future of Jianghu and the bloody storm, so he was a little happy and talkative.

To be able to get guidance from someone like the tomb guard of Jianling Mausoleum was originally a chance for the elite of the aristocratic family. Even if he entered the Tomb of Swords and did not get the Excalibur, even in the past few days, it was not a loss.

Xue Shan thought for a while, then put on a smile, stepped forward and began to ask some questions encountered in martial arts.

He thought hard, and although he obtained many answers, none of them suited him.

Therefore, he asked the question to Zhang Jiuling.

Zhang Jiuling didn't hide his secrets, he started to give advice with just a few words, and it was natural to see clearly that he had reached a higher level from a high position. A few words made the young genius of the Xue family in the Northland enlightened.

This is not to say that Xue Baiyi, the Patriarch of the Xue family, doesn't work, it's just that the angle doesn't work, and bystanders can often get the point across.

Seeing this, Yu Xiaoxiao from Yu's family in Bashu ran over in a hurry, and sat on the third steps outside the small attic in Qingshan with her thin face on her face, her eyes were bright, and she began to ask questions.

With the movement of her body, the heartbroken rapier lightly bumped against the not-so-flat stone slab outside the attic.

Between the stone slabs, there are particles of soil and ants walking through.

"Aren't you asking something?"

Zhang Jiuling looked gently at Xia Guang who was standing alone in the distance.

He personally didn't dislike the teenager.

In fact, relying on the power of a first-rank warrior to kill here, the cultivation technique is certainly a factor, but it is also inseparable from his personal efforts and talents.

"Do not ask."

Xia Guang said lightly.

"why?"

Zhang Jiuling was surprised.

"If I see the vastness of the world at a glance, I'm afraid I won't dare to walk my own path."

Xia Guang answered frankly.

The tomb guard of Jianling was stunned for a moment, then he understood what the young man meant. Even he couldn't help but applaud in his heart, saying it was good.

Three thousand weak water, only take one scoop.

Seeing the glitz and glamour of the world, on the contrary, he forgot where he should stand.

To see all the winners, the paths of the winners, to imitate the east and imitate the west, is to forget yourself and your own path.

Therefore, the grave keeper who was slaughtered by Xia Guang when he went down Jiangnan Road in another world said softly, "Your road is not small."

Xia Guang smiled, walked to a rock, found a place to stay, and began to wait for the sword tomb to open.

As for whether the sword tomb will be opened or not.
Well.
He rubbed his stomach.

Anyway, he doesn't use a sword, so why care so much.

As for coming here, he did not forget that Lao Huang was still waiting at the foot of the mountain, guarding and watching, to see how the destiny favored him.

As him, how could he disappoint such a loyal old servant?
When people get along with each other, what they ask for is a basic trust.

Without trust, all that is said is empty talk.

Old Huang trusted him.

How could he live up to such trust?
Thinking of another world, Lao Huang trusted himself so much. First, he was the governor of the wind factory, and he spared no effort in the implementation of the supervision order of the rivers and lakes. Then, fighting dog Rong, as the king of Chujiang in the cold hell of the underworld, It is even more for his own glory, fighting to the death with the heavens.

In this life, all the exercises have the same name as the previous life, but they are actually restricted by the rules of this world.

Whether it's God-terrorist Wushuang, or Nine Yins and Nine Yangs, the embroidered green hills don't move, and they are different from previous lives in terms of how they operate.

If they are the same, he will definitely pick a good one for Lao Huang.

Of course, he could also take a jar made by a soul extractor, but doing so... would be a little too much.

Night fell quickly.

In the cold winter, the sky is dotted with stars.

The servants of Jianling helped Yishan build a tent for three people to live in. The dinner was simple rice with mountain rabbit meat and some pickled vegetables.

"Brother Huangpu" Yu Xiaoxiao ran over with her job bowl in hand. This was the first time she came to talk to Xia Guang on her own initiative.

The seemingly thin little girl whispered: "Tang Rou is my best friend. We met on the way. She came back from the divorce in Gusu, and I just rushed to Jianling. She mentioned you to me."

Xia Guang thought of the little girl who was lying on the gray-white dirt wall and watching her exercise. Just thinking about it, he felt a hot feeling, so he said: "Her pepper is not bad."

For that girl, what impressed him most were the two jars of chili.

As for what it looks like, it's a bit vague.

Yu Xiaoxiao pursed her lips, and said in a low voice with a look of gossip, "Is there only chili peppers? Hey. Aren't you curious what she said about you?"

Xia Guang thought about it, but he was really not curious.

Yu Xiaoxiao waited for the boy next to him to reply, feeling that if he didn't ask any more, she was going to get sick, so she said directly: "She asked me to tell you that she likes you if I see you."

Seeing Xia Guang's silence, Yu Xiaoxiao said: "Our women in Sichuan are like this. They dare to love and hate, and they will speak out directly when they understand it. I asked Tang Rou why she didn't tell you in person. Are you embarrassed? She said no, she said that she didn't understand it at the time, but after walking a lot, she finally figured it out.

Because it was the first time, she didn't know what emotion 'like' was, so she purposely distinguished it for a long time, and didn't let me see you and tell you until she was sure. "

The boy seemed to be stunned. For the first time in his life, he was confessed by a girl instead of the word "like" thrown out by him in the past.

He straightened his hair, which was dyed white by the moonlight, and looked up at the sea of ​​stars. The mist in the mountains was covered like a veil, thin and dreamy. The bright moon paved a bright white path.

The boy fell silent.

Just because silence is better than all words at this time.

Yu Xiaoxiao was not silent. As a girlfriend, she showed a completely different side from the ring, "Hey, let me tell you, my Tang Rou is doing well."

Once a woman who likes to gossip opens her mouth, she just can't stop, Yu Xiaoxiao is like a buzzing fly, or like a wild dog that has run free, and started chattering endlessly.

She snapped her fingers, talking about Tang Rou one by one, talking about the sweetheart of the old lady of the Tang Sect, talking about the genius of the Tang Sect, from character to morality.

From morality to talent, and then to martial arts.

Then we talk about looks
a long distance away.

The bright moon is pouring down like mercury in the sky without stopping.

The little girl who had just arrived in the middle of Sichuan was dyed, her bangs on her forehead were all white.

Tang Rou seemed to have sensed something, turned her head to look at the sky, and muttered, "I don't know if Xiao Xiao told him."

The first confession in my life was through the mouth of my best friend.

With a soft sigh, he exhaled hot air, and turned into a small white snake in the winter night, but disappeared in a flash.

"I don't know when I'll see you next time."

Some sad words only lasted for a moment.

Tang Rou clenched her fists: "When the time comes, I'll be after you!"
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