Lanke Chess Edge

After waiting for a long time, the carriage began to move again, but the thoughts of the person in the carriage and the driver were still on the previous adventure.

Since the fog has dissipated, naturally there is no need to lead the horse forward, and the coachmen all got back into the carriage and drove the carriage forward.

When the carriages were all gone, and a shadow on the tree by the road moved, Ji Yuan jumped down from the tree again.

"Whether it will be done or not, and how useful it will be, it's not up to me to decide for someone!"

For the herring, the impression of Ji Yuan is particularly good, and this good impression is different from Lu Shanjun and the red fox, different from the old turtle, and even more different from the river **** Baijiao, it is a kind of pure mind good feeling.

Especially when the greedy wine ran to the boat to swim, it was also out of a desire for beautiful things such as rice wine, and there was no fear or flattery of Jiyuan. A rare kind of "clean".

'I will see you someday! ’

With this thought in mind, Ji Yuan smiled, walked forward, and took out a dry biscuit from the bag. Because of the spiritual energy, it was still not broken, so he nibbled and ate it with confidence.

I only take the official road, and when I have a chance, I will ask someone for directions. This time, Ji Yuan is also greedy for the convenience of walking in a straight line.

Although Ji Yuan is not the Xiaoyao Xian in his longing, he still has confidence in his leg strength. He is definitely not worse than a galloping horse, and his endurance and resilience are much stronger than those of a horse. It still takes more than half a month to walk like this. Only after stepping out of the boundary of Jizhou, I have a more intuitive understanding of the entire territory of Dazhen.

Of course, this is also related to Jiyuan's route and a fairly regular schedule, and although he consciously has been on his way, he has seen juggling and monkey shows in the middle, and he has also been looking for local wine after a village banquet, which is also delayed for some time. of.

. . .

June 21, the great heat.

Unknowingly, it has entered the midsummer, the hottest time of the year, and Ji Yuan has finally reached the short belly mountain where the tomb of Zuo Kuangtu is located.

Ji Yuan also finally understood why the name of the mountain was so strange after seeing the mountain.

Looking around, I saw that all the hills of this short belly are relatively flat and low, and many of them look like arched generals' belly. There are very few towering peaks, and the villagers' names are simple and crude.

"This madman from the left has been dead for decades. I don't know if the tomb has been taken care of, and whether it will be buried or collapsed..."

Ji Yuan murmured that she had found a nearby place on the official road to enter the mountain, and was going to look for the "line of the navel peak" that she understood in Jianyi's post.

From the morning to the afternoon, Ji Yuan finally let Ji Yuan find out what the so-called umbilical peak line is.

Looking at the rock in front of him, which was not more than half a zhang high but not two zhang wide, and surrounded by many weeds and wild flowers, Ji Yuan was also a little speechless.

This can be called the umbilical peak, which is really the embodiment of Zuo Daxia's abstract style. If you have to study it carefully, the entire short belly mountain can be called at least a dozen of the umbilical peaks.

Ji Yuan squatted down and used her oil-paper umbrella to push aside a towering weed, revealing the mottled tombstones and the earthen graves that had collapsed a lot.

The handwriting on the tombstone should have been engraved with a sword, and obvious sharp marks can be seen on the edge.

'Zuo Kuangzu really isn't really called Zuo Kuangzu, maybe after decades, not many Jianghu people know his real name in martial arts. ’

Looking at the overgrown weeds on the side of the tomb, Ji Yuan couldn't help but sigh.

"Master Zuo! I think you were the best in martial arts at the time, but in the end you didn't even have anyone who could add a handful of soil to Qingming..."

Zuo's family should have encountered some changes, or Zuo Li had given an explanation, or simply the descendants have forgotten this tomb, even if they know that decades are a long, long time for ordinary people, but Zuo Li is after all. He was a person who once stood at the top of the rivers and lakes, and even now, there is a trace of sadness in the spring and autumn.

She bowed her hands three times to Zuo Li's tomb, and Ji Yuan gently jumped to the rock behind the tomb.

The big stone was also covered with a lot of soil, and dense weeds grew, so Ji Yuan lifted his foot and stepped heavily on a bare stone foundation.

"Bang~~"

As the sound echoed, Ji Yuan listened carefully, then smiled, walked to the center of the big rock, pulled out the weeds, and used a small stone slab to dig the soil.

He removed the blocking stone, and there was a dark-yellow wooden box hidden under it. There was a rotten section on the side of the wooden box that looked like a sword hilt.

Ji Yuan had a happy expression on his face, reached out and took out the heavy wooden box he was holding, and wanted to lift the long sword, but when he grasped the hilt, he found that it was completely rotten, and it fell off on its own when touched, so he had to grasp the slightly rusted metal. Lift the handle up.

The long sword Qingying in this rumor did not have the appearance of a magic weapon at all. The hilt was corroded and fell off, the scabbard was rotten, and even the body of the sword was stained with rust.

It might be very disappointing to change to an ordinary warrior, but in Ji Yuan's eyes, he knew that this was all an appearance. The long sword in front of him was very clear in his eyes, and there was even a sense of agility flowing through the blade.

Ji Yuan reached out and flicked the sword.

"Ding~~~"

The voice was very clear and crisp, and the sword body shook with a wave of invisible air ripples.

Ji Yuan stretched out his hand and gently stroked the blade to the tip, a trace of spiritual energy flowed into the blade along the lines of his fingertips, and asked the long sword in a neutral and peaceful voice.

"Would you like to see the sun again with Ji?"

The voice fell.

"Om~~"

The sword body trembled slightly by itself, shaking off a lot of dust on the sword body.

"Good good, good sword! Sure enough, the spirituality is self-sufficient!"

This long sword Qingying gave Ji Yuan a great surprise, and the swordsmanship secret book must be even more amazing, right?

With such a strong sense of anticipation, Ji Yuan couldn't contain his excitement. He sat cross-legged on the stone, placed Qingying on his lap, and solemnly opened the wooden box that should be made of nanmu with both hands.

The edge of the box was sealed with thick wax, and after opening the box, there was a faint scent of nan, and a copy of martial arts cheats lay at the bottom of the box.

Ji Yuan picked it up and took a look. It was named "Zuo Li Jian Dian". He couldn't bear his curiosity.

Zuo Li should have been devoted to the writing of this recipe. As the most peak innate master, there is also a trace of intention in it. Although it is not as clear as Jianyi's post, Ji Yuan can really see most of it in a slightly blurred way. Word.

It's just that the surprise became less and less as the reading deepened.

In the middle of the night, Ji Yuan sat cross-legged on the stone and still didn't get up, but the book was casually placed on his lap.

"What is this? What is the mystery of Jian Yi Tie, which transforms one's mind into one's form? No matter how exquisite this secret book is, what's the difference between UU reading www.uukanshu.com and the ordinary internal strength secret book plus one move and one style of swordsmanship? No matter how subtle it is... Is there a hidden space under the stone?"

Ji Yuan reluctantly looked at the small pit again, stretched out her hand and slapped it on the rock.

"Bang~~~"

Because it was late at night, the voice was more obvious in the stillness. After listening carefully, I still couldn't tell where the stones were empty. Ji Yuan understood that this palm was just self-deception.

After a long time, the slight sense of loss gradually faded.

"Haha, with the Sword Intention Post and the Changjian Qingying, what else is there to be dissatisfied with, Master Zuo has already treated me well enough for someone!"

Stuffing the secret book into the bag, he picked up the long sword and held up the nanmu box, and Ji Yuan jumped off the big rock lightly.

Looking at the appearance of the long sword without a handle, Ji Yuan thought about it in his interest, and casually folded a piece of vine of suitable thickness on the edge, wrapped it around the end of the sword, and poured the spiritual energy into the mana. Becomes verdant, forming a special green vine hilt.

"Although your spirituality is successful, you are limited by gold and iron. This ivy-rooted sword just complements your qi. It will become your hilt and integrate with you in the future. I will nurture it with spiritual energy from time to time."

After saying this, Ji Yuan stood in front of Zuoli's tomb holding a sword. He wanted to cut the grass, but he stood beside the tomb and looked at it, but he thought it was fine now.

He just left a piece of cake and the last uneaten rabbit leg in front of the tombstone, and then Ji Yuan walked away.

"Master Zuo, use it slowly!"

Knowing that there are no ghosts in the tomb, Ji Yuan's words echoed in front of the tomb before he left.

Maybe this nanmu box can be exchanged for some money. As for this secret book, we should return it to the descendants of the Zuo family... If there are descendants.