In the sparse forest, several Liang Mansion flags were hung on the tops of the tall trees, making noises in the wind. Not far behind the forest, a two-meter-thick waterfall hung upside down from the sky, as if it was white, and the sound was like thousands of horses galloping. A few feet away, you could feel a little bit of water flying over, and on this hot afternoon, you could not help but feel a hint of chill.

There are people in groups of three or three in the forest, all wearing red turbans, two-stage armor, red patched jackets, and a group of soldiers dressed in, sitting or standing, as if waiting for someone.

Perhaps after waiting for a long time, I couldn't help but be bored. A few people gathered together in the shade of trees, made dice and gambled money, and looked like a soldier-like style.

Several people were gambled hard, but they heard a sound of breaking through the air and heard someone shouting loudly: "Young Master is here!"

When everyone heard this, they looked frightened and hurriedly hid the dice, stood up in panic, sorted out their clothes and armor, and came to the open space to stand in line.

"Swoosh"

After two light sounds, two people appeared on the grass. One in front was wearing a white robe, with a bright face, holding a golden paper fan in his hand, and glanced at everyone with a smile. It was Liang Zong, who was very popular recently and famous, stood behind him an old man in a gray robe. He was thin and slender, dressed in a master, with a serious expression and sharp eyes.

Liang Zong closed the fan with a "swish" and whispered: "Master Qian, come forward and shout, and said Liang Zong is here to visit."

Master Qian bowed his hand and took the order forward. He walked to the waterfall. He suddenly lifted his true energy. His clothes were fluttering without wind. His beards and eyebrows trembled. He spoke loudly and said, "Grandma Duan, my young master Liang Zong is here to visit. Please come out and see you!" The tone was high, reaching the ear drum, which shocked the white lily, as if he was being pulled by a giant hand. He threw it several feet high. Two small wooden houses were clearly visible in the gap, and they were silent in the mist.

After a while, no response was found inside. Master Qian turned around and looked at Liang Zong, but saw Liang Zong still smiling on his face and nodding slightly to him.

Master Qian nodded and said to the soldiers around him: "It seems that Grandma Duan is self-respecting and respectful, and she is unwilling to meet her. Please come forward to invite her."

When the soldiers dressed up and received the instructions, they couldn't help but show their fierceness. They all wanted to swallow the people inside, and swung their weapons viciously and surrounded them.

At this moment of tension, with a "chubby" sound, two swords in the air, black and red, suddenly arrived, blocking the soldiers, and then a man appeared, wearing a gray robe, three long beards under his chin, holding a bamboo pole, and a square flag hanging on it, saying "It's like a god", but it was Yi Dingjia, the prime minister.

I saw him holding a bamboo pole in one hand and forming a seal in the other hand, which triggered the two flying swords hovering in the air in front of him. The long sword was all black, the sword body was heavy, and a black air was circling; the short sword was all red, the sword body was light, and a red air was circling, exuding a strange and profound aura.

Master Qian narrowed his eyes slightly, stepped forward, and said seriously: "Two Buddha and Demon Swords?"

Yi Dingjia raised his hand and stroked his beard, shook his head and said, "Hmph, it's not right, you have the eyesight, but I am not here to play swords for you today. I will first ask you that as long as you hang the Liang Mansion Flag, you can ensure safety. The surrounding area of ​​this mother-in-law's yard is full of Liang Mansion Flags. But your son is so mobilizing and making a big move? Is he going to break his promise to the Three Realms?"

Master Qian blinked his eyes when he heard this, and for a moment he was speechless and turned around to look at Liang Zong.

Liang Zong smiled slightly, opened the paper fan with a "swish", shook it a few times, and then turned to the Ding Jia, slowly said: "What you said is true, but now you are driving the magic weapon of the magic weapon of "Buddha and Demon Swords" to speak for Grandma Duan, blocking my way. I suspect that you have colluded with Grandma Duan in the magic way! Subduing demons and eliminating demons and practicing the way for heaven is a matter of my generation, so how can I break my word?"

Yi Dingjia spat and cursed: "I said Liang Zong, why are you thicker than me? You are so arrogant and can really turn the wrong things in the black and white. I think you are the devil."

Before Liang Zong could speak, Master Qian walked up, stretched his fingers and shouted, "Ye, you ignorant old man, don't be talking nonsense and frame my son."

When Yi Dingjia saw the other party angry, he secretly said that he was just right, but pretended to be proud and said provocatively: "How? When you talk about it, are you still afraid of shadows slanting? You have a ghost in your heart, so you care so much. I have seen you collude with the double-faced Buddha, plundering the people's money, and the uneven distribution of the spoils, and even fight." Why did Yi Dingjia say this? In fact, he knew that he could not beat Liang Zong, but he could not lose his momentum. If he could beat him, I would be angry with you half-dead. As for what he said, Liang Zong colluded with the demons and made money and shared the spoils with his own eyes, it was all a mess, just because Feng Shuzhu had broken the Double-faced Buddhist Temple before, and after a fire, the treasures buried underground in the Double-faced Buddhist Temple were all poached by the Liang clan members. When he turned around and dug the treasure, he had already lost a copper coins. For Yi Dingjia, who loved money like his life, he had a great grudge.

Mr. Qian is usually taciturn and not good at speaking. He only follows Liang Zongma’s head and is responsible for conveying Mr. Liang’s orders. This scolding is comparable to climbing to heaven for him. Therefore, he stammered for a long time before saying: “You, you are slandering. My young master has never personally colluded with the double-faced Buddha.”

As soon as this said, Yi Dingjia felt funny. For a master who talks about his life, it would be easy to claim some crimes for you, let alone you say so, so he is unreasonable and said, "Your Master Liang Zong did not come forward in person, but you have sent you to discuss with the double-faced Buddha how to share the spoils."

Master Qian was so angry that his face turned red and white, and he shook his beard and said, "We didn't mention anything too dirty!"

Yi Dingjia heard it in his ears, his eyes rolled, and he asked, "It's obvious that he's just discussing the dirty things. I'm really listening. Otherwise, what else can you discuss with the double-faced Buddha?"

Just as Master Qian was about to speak, he heard Liang Zong behind him sternly: "Master Qian, are you going to convince him?"

A sentence reminded Master Qian, and his eyes were suddenly filled with fierce lights, his hands clenched, and he clattered and said with hatred: "Old man, I almost fell for you. I think you didn't see the coffin and shed tears." After that, he was about to go forward.

Yi Dingjia saw that he was going to do something, so he was not that cheap. He raised his hand and said, "Slowly, you can't tell me that you have started to do something. You haven't answered me yet. What are you discussing with the double-faced Buddha? There are many friends hidden around me. If you don't explain clearly, we will take it seriously."

Master Qian was stunned when he heard this and looked around. Although he could not tell who was hiding with his own Taoism, he was not right to advance or retreat for a moment, and stayed there.

Seeing that a word was fooling the other party, Yi Dingjia made a false act and said loudly: "Everyone has hidden it. The Liang Mansion is doing evil here. Please give me a certificate." As soon as he finished speaking, a group of birds flew out from behind the forest. A "popping" sounded, scaring everyone to shake.

When Yi Dingjia was proud, a strong wind blew over his face, rolling up and falling leaves, making his eyes hard to open. In a panic, he used the "Two Buddhas and Demon Swords" to resist. When he looked closely, he saw Liang Zong's face showing murderous intent, and stepped forward step by step, shouting loudly: "If you take my move, Liang will withdraw his troops immediately."

After saying that, Liang Zong held a fan in his left hand and held it behind him. His five fingers were bent into claws and held it in front of his chest. In an instant, a powerful force gathered. The heart of the claw formed a dazzling fire bead, reflecting the cheeks that were suddenly appearing red. The fire bead became brighter and brighter. In the end, he couldn't see Liang Zong's face clearly. A ball of fire swelled, and a violent wave of heat rushed to all directions. Everyone was shocked and retreated and retreated.

Yi Dingjia was silent, knowing that the other party was not joking, but using a killer move. In his life, he also restrained his smile, concentrated his energy, and activated the "Two Buddha and Demon Swords", but he felt vaguely that the two swords seemed to be stimulated, as if the enemy standing opposite him was a sea-like enemy. His fighting spirit was rising, and the two black and red cyclones surged abnormally, revealing a strange aura, which surprised everyone outside the field.

"Flame Python·Finning the Sky"

Liang Zong's eyes sterned, and he made his move first. The tumbling and rolling fire beads came out of his hand and turned into a red flame monster python dozens of feet long. He circled and flipped in the air, roaring and roaring, gathering endless flames, covering the entire forest. The hot and tumbling heat waves seemed to be about to burn everything around. The trees slightly closer to the Red Flame Monster Python also began to burn, and the soil on the ground gradually turned yellow.

The center of the two fighting had become purgatory. The red-flame monster python held high, looked at the "Two Buddha and Demon Swords" again, suddenly opened its huge mouth, leaned over and pounced down.

On the other hand, the "Buddha and Demon Swords" did not wait for Yi Dingjia to activate, and the surge of black and red aura, with endless anger, resolutely greeted him. Yi Dingjia's heart suddenly shook, and a hint of sadness rose leisurely, facing the boundless heat wave. At this time, he looked at the "Buddha and Demon Swords" and was like a moth flying into a fire. How could he be so stingy!

But what is the purpose? Yi Dingjia felt a little sad and asked inexplicably.

With a loud "boom", the Red Flame Monster Python collided with the "Buddha and Demon Swords", forming an endless wave of air, scattering everywhere. The Red Flame Monster Python swung its body, coiling the two black and red cyclones, opening its huge mouth, and swallowing it. Its eyes were filled with fire, and the hot flames suddenly surged, and the light could not be seen.

After a moment, with a shocking roar, the red-flame monster python opened its huge mouth and spit out a bunch of things, falling to the ground with a "bang".

Yi Dingjia looked closely and saw that the "Buddha and Demon Swords" had been refined into a pile of stubborn iron! He couldn't help but be shocked. He raised his eyes again and saw the red flame monster python shining in the air, suddenly opened its huge mouth, sprayed out a stream of flames, and rushed towards him.

In the blink of an eye, a tragedy will appear!

Suddenly, something flew behind the waterfall in the distance, blocking Yi Dingjia, with purple air, and constantly rotating. After gradually dissolving the flowing flame, he pressed over the red flame monster python, silently turning into a purple dragon and fighting with the red flame monster python.

Two spirit beasts hovered in the air, fighting each other, stirring up the surrounding air waves to form a huge vortex.

After a while, the purple air gradually became stronger. On the other hand, the flames around the Red Flame Monster Python gradually dimmed and finally was dispersed. The purple dragon turned into an object and flew backwards, inserted into the ground with a "swish", and the vibration continued. Only then did everyone see clearly that it was a black and purple dragon crutch.

Later, an old woman with white hair and hunched back appeared tremblingly and whispered a little hoarse and old: "Why should Mr. Liang Zong be so angry? Be careful that the fire hurts your body."

Liang Zong laughed, opened the paper fan with a "swish", shook it a few times, and said, "It's time to come out after a long call, Grandma Duan, Liang Zong is polite here." After saying that, he bowed.

Grandma Duan staggered, walked over, pulled up the dragon-head crutch, and said, "Young Master Liang mobilized so many people, probably because she was not just to give me some advice."

Liang Zong smiled slightly and said, "Grandma Duan is so straightforward, Liang no longer makes a fuss. He sincerely wants to invite Grandma Duan to move to Liang's mansion and work together with him."

Before Grandma Duan answered, Yi Dingjia, who was beside him, said, "What's the great cause of sharing? It's obviously a coercion and temptation, and you're just accomplice for tigers. Why are you so shameless? You're better than singing."

Liang Zong seemed to have not heard Yi Dingjia's words and said with a smile: "I wonder what Grandma Duan thinks?"

Yi Dingjia said anxiously: "I said Grandma Duan, don't be fooled by this guy. This guy has two skins in front of him. If you really surrender to him, it would be a waste of your holy name for a lifetime."

Grandma Duan glanced at Yi Dingjia and whispered: "No need to remind me, old man has his own sense of responsibility, and Mr. Liang Zong is also very enthusiastic." Then she turned to Liang Zong and said: "Mr. Liang is sincere and can be seen, and old man is very moved."

When Yi Dingjia heard this, he wanted to surrender to the enemy, so he quickly snatched the words: "Grandma Duan, you must be cautious, you cannot be safe in your later years."

This time, Grandma Duan no longer paid attention to Yi Dingjia, but continued to say to Liang Zong: "Ran is away from the world, just seeking peace and leisure, and not wanting to get involved in the ups and downs. I hope the young master will understand and fulfill it."

As soon as he finished speaking, Master Qian behind Liang Zong said, "Old guy, don't be ungrateful. My young master kindly invites you. I think you are punishing you if you toast or not."

Yi Dingjia raised his hand and sneered, "I said you dog slave, these words are very simple. Have you practiced secretly at home for a long time?"

Master Qian heard Yi Dingjia call him a dog slave and was furious and said angrily: "Old man, you have no other ability except for your distortion! If Grandma Duan hadn't helped her, I would have thought you would have turned into a roast pig."

When Yi Dingjia saw that the other party was deceived again, he started to talk to him and smiled and said, "I am the one who is lucky to have a noble person to help you. I am not as good as you. I am disrespectful to you. I follow someone behind his butt all day long as a watchdog."

Master Qian was so angry that his teeth were itchy, and he said angrily: "Old man, don't talk nonsense. If you have the ability, let's see the truth." As he said that, he set off his posture and looked like he fought to the death.

Yi Dingjia saw that he wanted to do something again. What he was the worst at is fighting. Moreover, he had seen this master's Taoist practice before he appeared, so he could not be vague. Therefore, he thought about it and could not let the other party's intention succeed, so he said loudly: "Dog slave, you are indeed a demonic demon style, but you can't do it. I ask you, you haven't explained clearly yet, how much did you take with the Double-Faced Buddha?"

When Master Qian heard this, he returned to the initial topic, and he was held back by the other party's words. Let's do it, it's just a magical style. If you don't do it, this guy is really annoying. If you don't teach him a lesson, it's really hard to get rid of the hatred in your heart.

Yi Dingjia was in power and refused to forgive him. Seeing that the other party was speechless, he asked, "How many boxes of treasures did you Liang's mansion take?"

A discerning person can see clearly that Yi Dingjia has been asking about Caibao all over his mouth. As for the devil's way, it is nothing more than a topic. However, Master Qian is stupid and can't catch him and refute him, so he stammered for a long time before saying: "We are not the devil's way!"

Seeing that the other party gave up the idea of ​​taking action, Yi Dingjia breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Then it proves that you are not demons, aren't you?"

Master Qian was stunned when he heard this and thought to himself: "Yes, how can we prove that we are not demons?"

Liang Zong, who was beside him, couldn't bear to see it anymore. If Master Qian hadn't been loyal to him, he would have slap him away with one palm, so he would not have been embarrassed. He raised his hand and pointed to the refined "Buddha and Demon Swords" on the ground with a fan, and said seriously: "Don't talk nonsense, otherwise it would be like this."

The battle scene just now is still vivid in my mind. Yi Dingjia is still scared, but he cannot lose his power in his face, so he insists on calming himself, strode forward, looked at the pile of stubborn iron on the ground, swallowed, bent down and reached out to pick it up, originally wanted to pick it up, blow it up, talk about his idea of ​​refining the magic sword, but as soon as the stubborn iron was taken into his hand, a "sniff" sound suddenly came out of blue smoke from his five fingers, and a smell of burnt skin came to his nose. He felt himself grabbing a red soldering iron, shaking his hand and throwing the stubborn iron, and couldn't help but scream: "Fever, oh, it's so hot." Due to excessive force, the two strands of goat beards that were temporarily stuck on his jaw fell off, leaving only one on the left, looking embarrassed and ridiculous, which caused everyone around to burst into laughter.

Of course, the happiest person is Master Qian. After laughing, he said, "Old man, you have been falsely accused of us as a devil, and you have been punished."

Yi Dingjia knew that he had lost his lord and had no face to have a verbal dispute. While shaking his burned hands, he walked silently behind Grandma Duan and stopped talking.

Seeing this, Liang Zong stopped pursuing Grandma Duan, but smiled at Grandma Duan and said, "Grandma Duan is highly respected. Liang has admired her for a long time. I hope to carefully consider Liang's proposal to avoid harming the harmony." Liang Zong's words were both kind and powerful. On the surface, they were like raising Grandma Duan, but in fact the point was the last sentence, which was obviously saying, "If you don't follow me, I will be tough."

Grandma Duan snorted coldly and said, "Although old man is old and dazzled, she still sees this world clearly. Young Master Liang should understand that he is different and does not plan for each other."

Seeing that the other party was so decisive, Liang Zong closed the fan with a "swish" sound and bowed, "I heard that Grandma Duan's Taoism is unfathomable and has a lot of connection with Shuiyue Palace. Liang is not talented, so he dared to ask for some tricks and asked Grandma Duan to fulfill his wishes."

Grandma Duan heard that Liang Zong was vaguely pointing out her identity, and she didn't realize it in her heart. Liang Zong was prepared. She originally thought that she was young and arrogant, and she was nothing more than suppressing her seniors and showing off her power. At this time, the real purpose behind her was faintly visible, and deep thoughts made people frightened. The young man in front of her was really hard to speculate. It seemed that today's affairs were on the string. So, she shook the dragon-headed crutch in her hand and said sternly, "If Mr. Liang does not abandon her, she is willing to accompany her!"

When Liang Zong heard this, he curled his smile, and murderous intent appeared on his face. There was a hint of expectation and an inexplicable fanaticism, as if he had been waiting for a long time at this moment. In an instant, flames gathered around his body, and a domineering aura suddenly formed a wave of shock, scattered, like a tide, making people feel a sense of oppression of difficulty breathing. No flames were seen, but the flowers, plants and leaves nearby curled up as if they were scorching by the scorching sun.

In Yi Dingjia's eyes, Grandma Duan's hunched and thin body stood in this fierce wave of air, like a small boat in the stormy waves, bumping and undulating, and if she is not careful, she will be in danger of overturning.

A life-and-death decisive battle is about to break out!

Suddenly, a soothing and elegant flute sound sounded from behind the forest, like a fishing boat mooring on the shore, and like a spring blossoming. Every beating note is like the spring water dripping from a cave, dingdong, dingdong, dingdong..., it makes people feel soothing and extremely calm.

The tense atmosphere in the field came to an abrupt end.

A sound of relaxed and leisurely footsteps slowly came. Everyone turned around and looked at it. They saw Feng Shuzhu having a clear smile on his face, holding an emerald green bamboo flute in his hand, and walking over.

Seeing this, Yi Dingjia felt relieved and felt relieved, which really made Grandma Duan feel sweaty.

When Liang Zong saw it, he waved the fan in his hand, and his domineering aura disappeared invisible. He smiled on his face, bowed his hand, and said loudly: "It's rare, it's rare, I can meet Feng Shuzhu Feng Shaohan here."

However, the soldiers in the Liang Zong camp were not so relaxed. When they heard that it was Feng Shuzhu, they suddenly looked alert, but they couldn't help but retreat one after another, making way for Feng Shuzhuzhu.

Feng Shuzhu swayed her sleeves, put away her fairy flute, slowly walked to Liang Zong, smiled calmly, and bowed and said, "It is really rare to see Liang Zongliang Master in this remote mountainous country."

After saying that, the two couldn't help laughing at the same time, as if they had met again after a long time.

After laughing, Liang Zong smiled and said, "But I don't know that Young Master Feng is here..." Before he finished speaking, he pretended to be questioning and looked at Feng Shuzhu.

Feng Shuzhu smiled slightly, looked at Grandma Duan, and said, "Feng is free and has nothing to do. He passes here and visits an old friend who has been making friends for many years, but he doesn't know that Mr. Liang is here..." Feng Shuzhu also pretended to be halfway.

When Liang Zong heard this, he said apologetically: "These unscrupulous men of Liang, who were here, and had a little dispute with Yi Dingjia, and did not want to disturb Grandma Duan's cultivation, offend or offend." After saying that, he waved his hand and signaled everyone to withdraw, and he bowed: "Liao, I won't disturb Feng Shaoxia and Grandma Duan's reminisce about the past, so I will say goodbye."
To be continued...