Flowers fall and flowers bloom, and flowers bloom and fall again. Nineteen years have passed since the three most mysterious cases in the martial arts world.
Juxian Town in Henan is very prosperous, with merchants gathering, wine shops fragrant, singing and dancing, and it is very lively. But Zhaojiacun, only ten miles away from the town, is a different scene. Its past glory has faded away, it is desolate and dilapidated, and the people are living in dire straits.
Zhaojia Village is surrounded by mountains on three sides and faces water on three sides. Bandits from the nearby mountains often come to the village to kill, plunder and commit all kinds of evil. However, the local officials who are like jackals and wolves not only sit back and do nothing, but also take advantage of the fire to rob and destroy the place. It made it even more chaotic. Day after day, the people fled one after another. Only a few old people still stubbornly guarded this land and lived in fear.
At dusk, more than a dozen bandits broke into Zhaojia Village in a ferocious manner. Their horses passed by, leaving dust all over the sky. The few villagers panicked, quickly collected the remaining valuables, and found a corner to hide.
The leader was a burly man who was nearly fifty years old. He laughed loudly when he saw them running around. Suddenly, his laughter stopped, and all the thieves were seen moving back in panic.
It turned out that a tall figure descended from the sky silently like a ghost. Such superb Qinggong is really frightening, and coupled with the thick murderous aura in this man's tiger eyes, it is even more terrifying.
The leading thief pretended to be calm and shouted in a rough voice, "Grandma, who are you, dare to block my way?"
The man did not answer, but responded like a sword. A sharp gaze.
The leading thief was furious and roared, "Brothers, give him some color to see"
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the mysterious man pulled out and rolled it around his waist The soft sword flashed like lightning. Dozens of bandits rolled off their horses before they could draw their swords, and were killed on the spot.
The leading thief was startled, and regardless of his face for the sake of his life, he turned around and ran away, but it was already too late. He only felt a shock on his dovetail point, and a strange and irresistible force entered his body. , all his internal organs were shattered, his body flew three feet away, blood spurted from his mouth, and he died of exhaustion.
The remaining thief was so frightened that he fell off his horse and begged for mercy.
Unexpectedly, the man swung his sword without mercy, and the sword disappeared in a flash, piercing his heart impartially, accompanied by a tragic wailing sound.
Sheathing the sword, the man laughed wildly for a while and said proudly, "If you want to know who I am, ask the King of Hell, hahahahaha." The laughter echoed throughout Zhaojia Village again. As his arrogant laughter faded away, he disappeared again like a ghost.
The ruthlessness of this man's sword, the speed of his attack, the essence of his sword skills, and the spirit of his body skills are really incredible. If this person wants to become an enemy of the Central Plains Wulin, a terrible storm will inevitably happen in the world.
Early the next morning, three swordsmen in a hurry came to the village. They asked the villagers about the mysterious man. Where did he go, but how could he know that the people were like frightened birds, fleeing in all directions and hiding far away. I finally found some people to ask, butWho knows the whereabouts of the mysterious figure? The three of them left in disappointment and headed north.
One of the younger men said, "Master Ji, don't worry. Although the Kuangxia's whereabouts are mysterious, with the strength of our Beggar Gang, it is not difficult to find out where he is. ."
The middle-aged man called Master Ji smiled bitterly and said, "It's a pity that we are a step late. Brother Wu, Brother Li, you have worked hard these days."
The young man spoke again, "Don't be polite, Master Ji. If the Master hadn't come to the rescue in Xiaoshan that day, Brother Li and I would have died at the hands of the Demon Cult.
Another young man named Li The interface said, "Miracle doctor Gan saves lives and heals the wounded, and hangs the pot to save the world. It is also the right thing for us to help the owner of the village find the rejuvenation book that God doctor Gan has worked hard on all his life." ”
Master Ji nodded gratefully.
In the evening, Master Ji and the Beggar Gang arrived in Kaifeng and stayed at Qingsong Inn.
Just now After dinner, a beggar ran over, bowed to the two young men named Wu and Li, and whispered, "Brother Wu Xing, Brother Li Dali, this is a secret letter from Elder Yu. "After saying that, he glanced around, secretly took out a letter from his sleeve and handed it to Wu Xing.
Wu Xing and Li Dali finished reading and looked at each other with a smile.
Wu Xing said to the beggar, "Go back and tell Elder Yu that Brother Li and I will arrive at Xinghua Camp in nine days." "
The beggar bowed again, turned around and left.
Li Dali whispered to Master Ji, "Master, I have received reliable news that the three young masters of the Demon Sect have been arrested recently. The Japanese have arrived at Xinghua Camp one after another, preparing to participate in the Guiding Tournament ten days later. We plan to lay an ambush and catch them all. ”
“It’s unusual for a demon cultist to attend the small gathering of demon cultists held once in March at the Demon Gathering Convention,” Village Master Ji said.
“Yes, After all, the Demonic Cult in Henan is not very powerful. "Wu Xing was also puzzled.
Li Dali disagreed and said, "You two are worrying too much, but I think this matter is nothing strange. "
"Brother Li, why did you say this?" Wu Xing asked, turning his head.
"Have you not heard that the Heavenly Evil Order appeared near here? "Li Dali said softly.
"The Heavenly Evil Order" Wu Xing was shocked, "The Heavenly Evil Order from the Feitian Gang"
"It seems that the number one killer organization in the martial arts has not issued the Heavenly Evil Order for a long time. Ordered. Who is the target of the rare Tiansha Order this time? Which sect can be so generous as to let the Feitian Gang execute the top secret order?" Li Dali expressed his doubts.
Zhuang Master Ji frowned and said, "This time I'm afraid there will be another big wave in the martial arts world. "
Wu Xing and Li Dali nodded in agreement.
There were three diners not far away from them who were looking at them.
One of them The thinner young man glanced at Master Ji and asked his companion, "Who is that guy?"
"He is Taishan Beidou in the martial arts world, a top-notch master today. "A bearded man next to him exclaimed.
The thinner young man was very interested when he heard this., hurriedly asked, "Oh, tell me quickly."
Another person with them replied, "Ji Cangyu, the owner of Miaofeng Villa in Beijing."
"It turns out that It’s the famous Hidden Rain Sword,” said the thin young man.
"Exactly, but I don't know what he is doing here," the bearded man said.
"Something big must be happening here. There have been a lot of demon cultists here in the past two days." said the thinner young man.
"It is rumored that this person is always in trouble with the Demon Sect. The Demon Sect may be in trouble this time." The bearded man said.
Their words did not attract Ji Cangyu's attention. He looked intently at the two diners at the next table, one large and one small.
A boy of 11 or 12 years old said childishly, "Dad, please take me there. I promise you will be obedient."
"Don't mess around. Please go home later." "The father on the side refused sternly. While speaking, he put a piece of braised pork into the child's bowl.
"Daddy," the child pouted and said coquettishly.
"It's been chaotic outside these days. You stay home obediently and go hunting with dad. There will be more opportunities in the future." My father didn't give in at all, but his tone was no longer as harsh as before. , he touched the child's head and persuaded him nicely.
"I know, kid." The young man frowned in disappointment.
"Eat quickly, the food is cold." The father said, adding a lot of vegetables to the child's bowl.
Ji Cangyu looked at the father and son silently, with envy and deep sadness in his brows. He also wanted to put a piece of braised pork in his child's bowl with his own hands.
When Wu Xing and Li Dali saw this, they knew that he was thinking of his missing only son, and they could only shake their heads helplessly.
At night, everything becomes silent.
Ji Cangyu stood in front of the window, looking at the distant starry sky and recalling the sad past.
Is this God’s punishment for him? Why did all the misfortunes happen to his children?
His child Jicheng was born prematurely and was weak and sick since childhood. Cang Yu taught him his unique internal skills and mental methods since he was a child. When the child was just learning to speak, Ji Cangyu taught him to recite the internal energy formula. Miraculously, Jicheng, who was still ignorant, was able to understand the inner method, which made him feel relieved. Gradually, the child's weak body improved. Just when he was proud of his child's talent in martial arts, a sudden accident happened. While playing in the wild, Xiao Jicheng accidentally fell from a hillside and broke his legs. How could Ji Cangyu not be heartbroken when a martial arts prodigy became crippled in the blink of an eye? Fortunately, his close friend Dongling miraculous doctor Gan Zhiyuan rejuvenated the child's legs and reconnected the child's legs so that he could walk normally. However, the kneecap was partially shattered due to heavy injuries. , the child will not be able to practice martial arts normally in the future. Ji Cangyu is already satisfied, as long as the child can grow up happily. However, Dr. Gan did not give up. Regardless of the hardships, he traveled east to Korea and Silla, and to the west to Tubo and Tianzhu, in search of a cure for this stubborn disease. Finally one day, Dr. Gan returned with a magical method, but Jicheng was nowhere to be seen.
For the past nineteen years, Ji Cangyu's heart has been severely torn when he thinks of that dark night. That day was Jicheng's third birthday. Everyone was anxious about the theft of the Book of Rejuvenation a few days ago, so they simply celebrated his birthday. But during the dinner, Xiao Jicheng suddenly disappeared. At first, everyone thought that he, who had always been naughty, was hiding in some corner and playing hide and seek with everyone, but most of the night passed, and he still didn't show up. The entire villa was searched and he couldn't be found.
Like many little boys near Miaofeng Mountain, Xiao Jicheng suddenly disappeared. At that time, the demon sect was wildly arresting boys to practice the "Five Yang True Qi Pill". Ji Cangyu never expected that they would dare to extend their claws to Xiao Jicheng
Ji Cangyu I deeply blame myself for neglecting my child because of the book. Ji Cangyu's wife fell seriously ill because of this, and then the heart disease finally took away her young life. This is undoubtedly another huge blow to Ji Cangyu, who loves his wife as much as her life. If it were anyone else, who would be able to withstand it?
This is exactly what Ji Cangyu has been fighting with the Demon Sect for many years. The reason for making enemies and killing them. How could the blood feud between his wife and children not be avenged?
Thinking of this, Ji Cangyu was so sad that he drank all the strong wine in his glass in one gulp.
The night wind blew Ji Cangyu's long hair, and also blew away his tears. He stared at the brightest star in the distant sky and called sadly, "Bier, is our Cheng'er still alive? He is still alive, right? Where is he? Bi'er, you have a spirit in the sky, you must help me." Find him"
No one could have imagined that Taishan Beidou Ji Cangyu in the martial arts world would lie in front of the window crying in despair late at night. This is the deepest cry from the heart of a grieving father. Over the years, he had tried his best to find out any news about the child. He knew how slim the hope of the child's survival was. Now he can only place his last hope on the empty spirit of his dead wife. Even if he is deceiving himself, this is his only belief in living.