Chapter 121: The Great Master

Da Dong Mountain was one of the most beautiful and exotic peaks under the sky, facing the sea and backing up to the land, with an emerald smooth stone cliff on the front side and a green mountain forest nourished by fertile land on the back side. In people’s rational thinking, it is impossible for anyone to be able to go up and down from that smooth stone cliff. However, this record was finally broken the night before by Fan Xian, the Tisch of Qing.

The front side of Dadong Mountain was still dangerous, and there was no other way except a long, straight stone staircase that led steeply and straight to the top of the mountain in the clouds, so if one wanted to make a strong attack, one could only follow this path. Especially the narrowest place, is often a man of the pass, ten thousand men can not pass, can be said to be easy to defend and difficult to attack the dangerous place.

The reason why the rebels chose to siege Dadong Mountain, but also from the reverse thinking. Since the mountain is very difficult to go up, then if the army surrounded the mountain, the people on the mountain is also very difficult to come down.

Until now, the rebel army’s momentum was extremely well controlled, and the Qing Emperor’s side’s forces broke out several times, and were all beaten back by them ruthlessly and mercilessly. After hitting back the mountain gate, the big east mountain under the key place, all count in the hands of the rebels.

But the rebels did not expect, the siege is surrounded, the mountain, but half a step can not go.

Yes, there are one hundred tiger guards on Dadong Mountain, if we do a simple arithmetic problem, then we need at least fourteen Haitang, in order to face these Qing Emperor’s powerful guards. But the truth was, in the entire world, there was only one Haitang.

Not to mention that beside the tiger guards, there is also the Wang XIII Lang, who has a few points of courageous and heroic …… spirit that has long since ceased to exist in this world, sandwiched between the foolishness.

Such a strong guard force, coupled with this strange terrain of Dadong Mountain, even if the rebel elites have surrounded the mountain of the situation has become, but if you want to force the attack to the top, it is still as difficult as heaven.

As the name of that long stone path – the stairway to heaven.

Want to climb to the sky, and is not a mortal can do.

Therefore, the rebel commander, who was covered in black clothes, gave a decisive order to suspend all attacks, only to strengthen the patrol and blockade of the surrounding area under the mountain.

After giving this order, he turned around, gently patted his horse’s back, and said calmly to Yun Zhilan beside him, “In such a great historical moment, such as you, such as me, sometimes only qualify to be a quiet bystander.”

This was an era where martial arts flourished, an era where an individual’s power was showcased in a near heavenly realm. Thirty years ago, there had never been a Grandmaster in the world, and it was only when Grandmasters appeared that people realized that the power of an individual could be so powerful. Because of their power, these few Great Masters could influence the world’s momentum.

Also for this reason, so these great masters tend to live in deep seclusion, fearing that their words and actions will bring turmoil for the world, thus affecting the life and death of the people they want to protect.

And this place was the mysterious and beautiful Dadong Mountain, on top of which was Emperor Qing, and it seemed that only Great Masters were qualified to make a move.

And once the Great Master made his move, those fierce generals who dominated the party, the great men who traveled the world with their swords, naturally retreated to the back, their luster pressed into oblivion, like a grain of coal and stone that would not shine, only looking forward to being qualified to witness the occurrence of history.

As at this moment.

The long upward stone steps seem to be never-ending, and at the very high place, the mountain mist can be seen floating faintly. A man wearing hemp clothes and a hat stood calmly at the bottom of the gate of Da Dong Mountain, on top of the first stone step.

The top of the stone steps were all covered in blood, both dried and fresh, and were covered in a variety of unpleasant odors. It was unknown how many forbidden soldiers and rebels had given their lives here for the sake of gaining or losing an inch or a foot.

That person, however, just stood quietly, as if what he stepped on under his feet was not a bloody step, but a white cloud. The mountain wind together, that person’s body shape is floating, lingering like an immortal, seems to want to ride the clouds straight up to three thousand feet, but not to go to the heavenly palace, but the temple at the top of the mountain.

When this person wearing a hat appeared on the first stone steps, the two sides of the army outside the mountain in the mountain at the same time silent, not even a cry of alarm, seems to be afraid of abruptness of this character.

The black-clothed man and Yun Zhilan, who had been sitting on their horses, quietly dismounted and slightly stooped in respect to that very unusual hemp-clothed back figure.

They knew that this great man had already arrived at the bottom of the mountain last night, but they didn’t know how this great man had appeared in front of everyone’s eyes, but they didn’t need to be surprised because the appearance of this kind of person in this world was originally the most unexplainable thing.

The rebels no longer made any movements, while the tiger guards and the crowd of forbidden army inspectors in the mountains and forests seemed to be panicked and confused after a slight silence, because no matter how loyal they were to the king and the country, they never envisioned in their hearts that they would have to fight against this person head on, especially the people of the Qing Kingdom, who had always viewed this supremely tall man, who liked to ride his boat on the sea, as the guardian deity of the Qing Kingdom.

However, this deity was going to climb the mountain at this time, defying His Majesty’s decree. What the purpose was, everyone knew.

The tiger guards tensed up, the swordsmen of the six divisions of the Supervisory Court had their mouths a little dry, and the forbidden soldiers were even on the verge of being unable to hold their weapons in their hands in horror – engaging in battle with a god was beyond the imaginative capacity and spiritual bottom line of most people, and they knew that the other party, even though he was only one person, was more terrifying than a thousand armies and tens of thousands of horses.

Even if he didn’t have a sword in his hand.

Yes, Ye Liuyun wearing a hat and hat had no sword in his hand, not knowing if he could have a sword in his heart. His sword last night had already passed through the sea at the foot of the East Mountain, which was sometimes quiet and sometimes angry, pierced through the layers of white waves, flattened a reef, shocked Fan Xian’s heart chakra, and finally stabbed into the stone wall, which was stronger than gold and stone, and then the whole sword was gone, leaving only a slightly protruding hilt on the stone wall.

However, everyone in the whole world knew that Grandmaster Ye Liuyun was even more terrifying when he didn’t have a sword in his hand. In those legends, Ye Liuyun, because of an unknown story, resolutely abandoned his sword, and in the mountain clouds, he realized that he had gained the flowing clouds scattering hands, and only from then on did he advance to the realm of the Grandmaster.

Ye Liuyun had already stepped onto the second stone step at this time. Finally, the tiger guards hidden in the forest behind the mountain gate began to react. The first thing that greeted this great master as he climbed the mountain was the rain of crossbows that had broken the wind and were incomparably powerful.

This is a weapon of mass destruction equipped by the Procuratorate, a crossbow that once appeared in the southern plains of Cangzhou, and it was fired continuously at such a short distance, so who could avoid it?

The black-clothed man and Yun Zhilan who were watching this scene from the distant flat ground outside the mountain gate did not blink an eye. They certainly weren’t worried about Ye Liuyun’s life or death, no one thought that a mere flurry of crossbow rain would be able to stop a Great Master from coming. They just didn’t want to miss the scene where the Great Master, who usually appeared like a divine dragon, personally struck!

The black-robed man was thinking in his heart that if he were to face such a rapid rain of crossbows, he would only be injured for sure.

Yun Zhilan, however, was thinking about how his master would cope.

As for Ye Liuyun, facing the crossbow arrows that were about to strike his body, he just …… waved his hand.

This wave is like a mountain pine catching clouds, unwilling to be covered by the white mist of their own green and beautiful face. This wave is like dripping rain through the clouds, unwilling to be separated by the clouds of their own opportunity to get close to the soil. This swing gives all the witnesses the most strange feeling is …… natural and gentle but resolute and fast.

Two completely opposite attributes, but in this simple wave of the hand, the fusion of the perfect, the best.

Where the hand falls, the crossbow lightly hangs on the ground.

The crossbow arrows that shot out at high speed, when encountered by that hand, were like clouds that flew strangely slow, being slowly picked off one by one by that hand, and then thrown down to the dust.

The black-robed man’s heart chilled as he said softly, “I can’t see his hand.”

Yun Zhilan was silent, he had wanted to see which of the realms of this Great Master of Qing and his own Master was higher or lower, but he had not expected that he would not be able to see anything.

With his eyesight and that mysterious man in black’s eyesight, he could only understand one thing – the Gentle Hair Flowing Cloud Scattering Hands was so fast, so fast that it could be gently executed, yet still no one could capture the running trajectory of those fingertips!

“More than fast.” The man in black murmured, “Clouds are the existence with the most shapes, so his hands are gentle and terrifying.”

Ye Liuyun had once used a pair of chopsticks to beat away the crossbow arrows on Fan Xian’s side like chasing mosquitoes in Suzhou City, in the Moon Embracing Building, and now, under the mountain gate of Great Eastern Mountain, a single hand was even more skillful.

He moved up another level.

The light of the sword flourished, and in June the stone path of the East Mountain was like a drift of flying snow, and the snow momentum went straight to the hats.

I don’t know how many tiger guards, in this instant because of the responsibility and fear in their hearts, summoned up the courage and unanimously chose to make a sword.

The long knife danced in the air, the momentum of the blade was enough to break the sky, enveloping Ye Liuyun’s entire body. At the same time such a strong blade momentum was superimposed, completely capable of chopping both Fan Xian and Haitang into several pieces.

However, it did not cut into Ye Liuyun.

On the stone path, only a distorted and unpleasant metal friction sound could be heard, Ye Liuyun’s hat was still on top of his head, while his person was like a light smoke, instantly crossing the layers of blade light, swiftly coming to the top of the stone steps, leaving those tiger guards behind.

He revived his arms, hands on the two groups were twisted into a twist of metal things fell on top of the stone steps, when when crunching down a dozen sets of steps, fell apart.

Only then did the crowd realize that these twist-like metals were actually six or seven tiger guards chopping out long knives!

The flowing clouds were enough to bind gold and bind stones. After Grandmaster Ye Liuyun perfectly displayed his realm that was too far beyond the world, he was standing quietly on the stone steps. Suddenly, his body swayed, and a corner of his sackcloth was blown by the wind and left his clothes, a piece of sackcloth fluttered up with the mountain wind and curled above the stone steps.

At some point, in front of him, there appeared a young man whose body was covered in blood stains that had dried up, his eyes were bright and clear with spirit, and he was holding a green streamer.

Wang XIII Lang.

A mountain wind drifted by, and the layer of clouds covering the top of the mountain seemed to be blown, revealing the temple’s ethereal corner.

There was a muffled sound on the stone steps.

Ye Liuyun withdrew his own hand, looked down at the green streamer broken in two at his feet, a hint of incomprehension and laughter flashed through his ancient wellless eyes, then coughed twice.

At this moment, Wang XIII Lang was still flying in the sky, blood spurting out again out of habit, his person drew a long arc, disheveled and ungainly, falling into the forest, smashing down the right side of the stone steps heavily towards a large tree in the extreme distance.

Even if he was a ninth grade powerhouse, he still wasn’t a match for a great master.

However, Ye Liuyun coughed twice.

A hint of worry flashed in the black clothed man’s eyes, knowing that Ye Liuyun was still affected after seemingly impossibly breaking the crossbow tiger guards and that powerful young ninth rank expert in a row – he knew clearly that with the realm of a Grand Grand Master, he shouldn’t have been injured, yet the three times that Ye Liuyun had struck out, he had intentionally left room for maneuver, and yet he was confronted with those who were red-eyed and enraged by the fear and anger of the There would always be some problems with the Qing Emperor’s subordinate experts.

Great Masters were the closest to gods, but after all, they were not gods, they had their own families and countries.

Especially Ye Liuyun. This person was dashing and unhindered, and even though he had come to regicide for his family today, he still gently refused to harm the people of the Qing Empire.

Then he saw that piece of linen from the Great Patriarch’s clothing gently float down and land in front of him, and his own mount was curious and went to sniff it.