One hundred thousand mountains.
In the far west, legend has it that the mountains and rivers are barren and teeming with poisonous insects and ferocious beasts.
Tall and majestic mountains are connected one after another, towering into the clouds, dividing the boundary between east and west.
Very few people go to Shiwanda Mountain for one reason or another. Firstly, the roads are dangerous, and secondly, there are too many ferocious beasts, poisonous insects, miasma and bad water, and the land is too barren for farming.
What's more important is that the ancestors of Misty Valley have set up a nine-curve formation here. Different from the ordinary manpower-based formations, this formation is set up by borrowing the power of the earth's veins from hundreds of thousands of mountains. Without extraordinary means, even if one's martial arts skills are high, it would still be a dream to break through this formation. After all, no matter how high your martial arts is, there is a limit.
At the foot of the mountains, there is a pavilion.
A well-dressed old man sat in a wooden wheelchair and sighed while looking at the mountains shrouded in mist. Suddenly he seemed to think of something. He forced a smile on his lips and smiled at the young man wearing a green shirt next to him:
"Using the power of the earth's veins to build a nine-bend formation, and using poisonous insects, rats, and ants to hide in the mist. We cannot win this battle.
In fact, there is no need to start a war now. Although Misty Valley, Xiaoyao Sect, Northwest First Palace, and Tianji Pavilion are now joining forces, they may not be of the same mind. As long as we avoid this period of time and plan carefully to attack, our East Island still has a chance to win. of. "
When the young man heard what the old man said, he shook his head and said without thinking:
"The battle post has already been posted and there is no possibility of changing it."
The old man listened to the young man's words and waved his hands feebly:
"The challenge has been submitted, but if you don't accept the challenge, it will only damage your reputation. Our Dongdao's reputation is not good, so it doesn't matter."
"I don't! I will fight even if I lose this battle."
The young man said very decisively. Even if the old man in front of him spoke to him in a discussion tone.
"Forget it, the island owner of Qimen Island has already gone to find your junior brother. I think it will be easy for you to break this nine-melody formation with your junior brother's ability."
When the young man heard what the old man said, he was stunned for a moment, and then shouted:
"Master, why are you looking for him about our East Island matter? He is now the young master of the Divine Medical Pavilion and the son-in-law of Xingxu Palace. He is the only one who is not my disciple on East Island."
The old man looked at the determined young man and sighed:
"I heard that the people in the First Palace in the Northwest once planned to prevent your junior brother from participating in this war, but it failed. It's good for you. With your junior brother's advantage, you don't have to resist. Isn't it stupid?"
"Junior brother, he doesn't like trouble. Why let him take the responsibility? If junior brother participates in this war, even if Dongdao wins in the end, he will continue to be in trouble in the future because of Jianghu's fear of junior brother. As a senior brother, I have to consider This is not what my junior brother wants. If he does not participate in this war, he will be the number one in the world."
Listening to the young man's story, the old man endured the discomfort, looked up at the young man, and then smiled with relief:
"It's too late to say anything now. Huang Yi from Qimen Island has already gone to beg your junior brother. Do you think your junior brother will let you bear the pressure alone?"
The young man smiled:
"Junior brother, of course not, but I sent people to control the news channels in Xin'an Town, and now the news that An Xin got is that the East Island and the Northwest First Palace are competing for the inheritance of Wudang Temple.
As for Huang Yi, he couldn't enter the inn door. After all, there was a very smart woman in the inn. The princess of Xingxu Palace is not as simple as she appears. In terms of wisdom, my junior brother is worse than her. "
"Haha~ Your junior brother is not stupid. It only takes a while to clarify his thoughts."
The young man nodded:
"I have never doubted my junior brother's wisdom, but this war only takes two days."
When the old man heard what the young man said, he was stunned for a moment, then looked into the young man's eyes and asked:
"Li Huazhen, how long do I have to live?"
"Three days! With his energy and blood exhausted and his heart wary, three days is the maximum time that Li Huazhen can fight for."
The young man did not hide the old man's condition.
"Hmm! Then I probably can't see the war ending."
The old man said this very calmly, as if he had known such a result for a long time.
"You can see it."
The young man's tone was calm but sonorous.
"Can you break this situation in two days?"
The old man obviously didn't believe what the young man said.
"When I was on the East Island, I heard my junior brother say that any formation that takes advantage of the power of heaven and earth can be broken by flesh and blood. If it cannot be broken, it means that there is not enough flesh and blood. I have spent a lot of energy to let the entire world know that the Hundred Thousand Mountains have a future. A treasure left by the dynasty. I guess a group of Jianghu people will arrive today."
The old man was stunned and looked at the young man as if he was meeting his great disciple for the first time:
"You want to use the flesh and blood of those low-level Jianghu people to break this nine-melody formation. Are you crazy?"
"You're not crazy. If you are full, you must be short. As long as you have enough blood, no matter how powerful this formation is, it will still be too much for you. This formation will be broken."
When the old man heard what the young man said, he looked up at the endless mountains and asked:
"How many people are going to die?"
"Almost 100,000 people. After all, the blood of the people at the bottom is a bit weak, so they can only accumulate in numbers."
The young man's tone remained calm, as if it was natural that no matter how many people died.
"The Jiuqu Formation is broken, what will you do about the poisonous insects and beasts?"
"The Ye family, the second-rate forces of the Qu family, we on Dongdao will not support them in vain."
"Cough, cough, cough." Perhaps the old man's body was already weak, or he was frightened by his apprentice's cruelty, and he was short of breath and coughing.
Seeing this, the young man quickly used his inner strength to calm the old man. After a while, the old man's expression gradually softened, and he looked at the young man and said seriously:
"Actually, I don't like you like this."
"I know, I, Gu Tian, can only bear all the mistakes. I, Gu Tian, will also bear all the infamy."
The old man was stunned and looked at the young man in disbelief:
"No, have you misunderstood something? I mean it's windy here and my body can't bear it. If you don't push me to a sheltered place and don't talk for three days, my old bones will have to be here on credit today. ”
Valley heaven......
