Today I hold the world

The first heavy snowfall in winter came very suddenly. It just arrived in December, and within six hours, Huaishan Mountain seemed to be covered with a thick goose feather coat from north to south. wrap.

At dusk, outside Jubao City on the west bank of the Huaiyin River, a grey-haired old man in a Taoist robe of a disciple of the Chilongmen hurriedly approached the city. Let him go in.

Another donkey-faced casual cultivator who was also in a hurry to enter the city frowned and asked the guards: "Hey, I said that's what you Yunhezong did? Waited for two full hours in the freezing cold weather before it was our turn?"

The monk guarding the city was only in his early twenties, and he looked down on this man's indignant attitude, rolled his eyes, and said, "Not to mention which family Brother Sha was born in, just say that he owns the best location in Jubao City. Shop lease card, shouldn't enjoy this treatment?

Look at you again, what are you? "

"Hey, you dog's eyes look down on people." As soon as the donkey-faced casual cultivator spoke, he wanted to make a move. Fortunately, his companion behind him took a look at the senior who was sitting with his eyes closed and resting. take inspection.

As for the old man who just entered the city, which of the guarding disciples here doesn't recognize him, isn't he Sha Datong who guards the Duanshuiya defensive formation at Chilongmen.

After entering the city, the old man stroked his intentionally long gray beard, walked slowly in the snow, and soon came to the only shop in Jubao City operated by his sect in the central city: Huanglonglou No. [-].

The attic is still less than five floors, and there are many more people wandering in it than in the past. Standing on the counter is a qi training female cultivator of about 20 years old. The most beautiful-looking Mink Xiaoyuan.

Sha Datong walked steadily into the door of the building, and saw the unparalleled beauty of the junior junior sister, who grinned hoarsely with his frog mouth: "Xiaoyuan girl, brother is here, what happened? You called me so anxiously. "

When Diao Xiaoyuan saw that familiar wretched senior brother, his expression became solemn all of a sudden, he hurriedly approached him with two steps, and whispered a few words in his ear.

"what?"

Sha Datong trembled, his jaw almost dropped, and he rushed to the stairs quickly.

The two came to a women's boudoir on the fifth floor, Sha Datong rushed to the front of the couch, saw the old woman lying on the bed "Kapu Kapu" breathed out with difficulty, obviously she was about to go.

"Oh, my heart, old sister, you must hold on!"

In an instant, tears welled up on Sha Datong's wrinkled, sallow old face. He knew that this day would come, but he never thought that the time would come so quickly.

The old woman lying on the bed had a haggard face, and her face, which was no different from dead fish skin, was painted with heavy makeup. She was Han Qin, the oldest qi training disciple of Chilongmen.

Since she first came to Huaishan, more than 50 years have passed, and she is still at the second level of qi training. The door thought she could survive a hundred years old. A few days ago, the disciples saw her chattering about the religious affairs. In just two days, the deadline has arrived.

Sha Datong stared at Han Qin's breathing again and again, seeing the voice getting weaker and weaker, his heart became more and more painful, "Old sister, you can't leave me, old sister!"

Diao Xiaoyuan on the side covered his mouth and said: "Sister Han told me to call you here yesterday. Because the shop was busy, I delayed sending the letter. I suddenly became speechless at noon today. I will contact you immediately. She I always wanted to see my old classmates before, but now... woo woo..."

At this moment, the old woman said with difficulty: "Datong..."

"Yes, yes, old sister, I'm Sha Datong." Sha Datong cried and squeezed Han Qin's skinny palm tightly.

"The head...is back..."

Sha Datong shook his head, "No, no, old sister, you have to hold on."

Hanqin's eyelids gradually closed, and she let out the last breath in her throat, and she left without even being able to say a complete sentence.

Sha Datong was lying on the bed holding her hand and weeping loudly. It was not only Han Qin who was crying, but also himself. Han Qin is 97 years old this year, and he is 88. Since the teacher has already left, it won’t be long before It's my turn.

After crying for a while, Sha Datong seemed to have thought of something, stood up abruptly, wiped away his tears, "I want to go back to the main mountain."

Diao Xiaoyuan didn't know where this elder brother was so energetic, "You are not joking, there is so much snow outside now, it is dark and night, and the journey is far away, what if something happens..."

As if possessed by a demon, Sha Datong picked up Han Qin's body and walked downstairs, turned his head and said to Diao Xiaoyuan who was chasing him: "You go back to work, old guys like us are of no use to the sect, and we want to go back when we are done." Zhushan sleeps with the ancestors, I don't have much time, this time I just happened to choose a site with good Fengshui."

Diao Xiaoyuan couldn't laugh or cry: "What are you kidding, look at your flexible body..."

After a while of persuasion, he still couldn't stop him, and Diao Xiaoyuan himself couldn't leave the shop, so he could only watch the old man Sha, who had lost his complexion, go further and further away.

Braving the heavy snow to leave Jubao City, Sha Datong summoned the spirit boat and jumped on it. He couldn't wait any longer. He wanted to send Han Qin's body back to Zangfeng Mountain. No one could understand his mood at this time, so Like no one can understand what the hopeless old monk thinks every day.

Heading north along Xiaojian Mountain, before flying over Guiling River, a gray-robed foundation-building cultivator blocked the way, and Sha Datong raised his brows:

"Where are you from? How dare you stand in the way of this old man, don't you know how powerful I am at Chilongmen?"

The gray-robed monk sneered sadly: "I thought I would have to wait two days for you to leave, but I didn't expect to leave overnight, and I happened to take your head to pay homage to my brother."

Sha Datong was startled when he heard the words, seeing that the man showed no signs of attack, he paused for a moment and laughed, stood on the spirit boat and raised his eyebrows coldly: "In Huaishan Mountain, I will give you ten guts, come and kill me try?"

The next moment, a flying sword came galloping from the south, and the cold light flashed across. Sha Datong's head rolled from his shoulders and fell off the panel of the boat cabin. The spirit boat lost its master's control and fell straight to the ground.

The gray robe covered his face and built a foundation and snorted coldly: "I heard that the soul lamp of your family's head went out a few months ago, how dare you be so arrogant like a waste."

After all, the Foundation Establishment cultivator flew away, not even planning to take Sha Datong's storage ring.

******

In the early morning of the next day, in the old Red Dragon Hall on Broken Water Cliff, Jian Yong, dressed in a green shirt and coarse linen clothes, sat on the head, and another old man with a rough appearance in the late stage of Qi training was walking back and forth in the hall:

"When the master was here, let him go to the east to dig the grave. It didn't dare to go to the west to dig a hole. It's good now, knowing that the ancestor is restrained, no one in the door can cure it, and he shrinks in the ground lung rift without saying a word. , obviously don't want to help us."

With a bang, Jian Yong frowned and reprimanded: "Sit down!"

The rough old man froze for a moment, then sat on the chair angrily.

He also listened to Jian Yong's reprimand: "You are over ninety now, why are you still so irritable? If it doesn't help, why should you complain about this?"

The rough old man is Zhou Hong, who has been working in the Tanlang Temple for 40 to [-] years. He has been unable to improve his cultivation on the ninth floor of the foundation building, and the blood dragon in the Lung Rift Valley is angrily refusing to come forward to help him.

After a long silence in the hall, Jian Yong saw that Zhou Hong had calmed down, and said calmly: "The battle hasn't started yet, don't worry, the matter has to be resolved step by step. It has its reasons for not helping. Back then, the head only signed a contract with him." The 30-year contract, now that the deadline is up, and people also have the right to choose, you can't just run away and reason?"

"But the news came from the disciples of the Black Dragon Palace that Situ Ye will leave in about two days. Once he dies, that bastard Situ Li will definitely instigate Hawkeye Grass Terrace to deal with our family. There is no news of Jiang Yuzhou. What shall we do? ?" Zhou Hong posed the question and tried his best, feeling helpless.

Jian Yong shook his head and said, "The news of Situ Ye's death has been rumored since July, and it has been dragged on for five full months, and the funeral has not yet been held. The matter is not that simple."

"Who will take care of the Greedy Wolf Hall? Who will organize the army formation? Someone has to do it. I can't let Yuzhou not appear for a day, and the Greedy Wolf Hall will not move for a day, right?" Zhou Hong took out a black iron token. It is the general token of His Royal Highness Tanlang, but the authority is on the third level, and at most he can call more than 40 people to do things.

"I have arranged for Chang Yun to guard Luopo Peak for the time being. Junior brother Jiang is very skilled, so he must be doing something in the dark. After I visit the Demon City and ask Situ Yuyi, there will be a result. "Jian Yong got up and walked out of the hall.

Zhou Hong shook his hands angrily, following such a conservative, he could suffocate people to death.

No matter what, his status is not enough, so he has to run out of the hall to follow Jian Yong closely, "Then where am I going now? When will the head come back?"

Jian Yong responded as he walked: "You also go back to Luopo Peak, the matter of the head...you don't need to bother."

When he reached the Broken Water Cliff and climbed the Yuntai, Jian Yong was about to go out, but he accidentally saw that there was only one guard in the supervisory office, so he frowned and asked, "Where is Sha Datong?"

"Back to Senior Uncle Jian, Senior Brother Sha..." The person on patrol was Li Shouxin, who had been sent here temporarily. He had been on good terms with Sha Datong for many years, and it was embarrassing to be found out at this time.

"You bastard, what season is this? How dare you go out and flirt?" Jian Yong cursed angrily, and flew out of the Broken Water Cliff in the air.

As for Sha Datong, he couldn't beat him or scold him. Because the old man had no hope of building a foundation and his lifespan was short, the older he got, the more he wanted to pursue the things young people played, so he would go to the Chunshui Tower of Jubao City to wander around from time to time.

Anger to anger, working with the same family for more than 50 years, Jian Yong no longer has any expectations of him.

Right now, the Yunhe Sect's internal situation is turbulent, which has involved many forces in the entire Huaishan Mountain, and those careless people in the family have also joined in the fun.

What a mess.

******

As heavy snow fell, a gust of wind blew northwestward over Guiling Creek, and within three breaths, it blew back again.

Two figures appeared in the snow field. The leader was wearing a black Taoist robe with a white pattern on the lapel. He looked solemnly, staring at the two corpses in the snow field and stood silent for a long time.

"Your family's disciple?" Ju Kui, dressed in plain white robes, probed to observe.

After a long time, a lament resounded through the snow.