Taoist Changhe has become less and less like before recently, a irritable warrior. n∈, he is actually like a charlatan old Taoist, and perhaps he is really old. He talks a lot about the things he did back then with Wang Cheng. His expression is very complicated, with anger, emotion, sadness, but he doesn't have a trace of regret.

Wang Cheng has been a listener quietly and learn about the grievances between Wusheng Mountain and Daxue Mountain back then. Taoist Changhe has been talking for more than an hour, and the master and apprentice fell asleep on both sides of the fire.

When Wang Cheng and his master slept, they were not calm on another mountain.

Buch hurriedly took Amur back to his mountain with a dark face. As soon as he stepped into the gate, he slapped Amur in the face.

Bang!

Buch slapped in anger and was absolutely powerful. He turned Amur into a circle and vomited a large mouthful of blood.

However, Amur just stood there with his head down, without any anger or shock, and his expression was very calm, obviously he was already used to such treatment.

Buhe has always been extremely strict with his disciples. If he is not happy, he will even add fists and feet to the warriors of the three mountains of Daxue Mountain.

Amur and Aidingsan were all beaten to adulthood by him since childhood.

"waste!"

Buhe glared at Amur fiercely and shouted in a deep voice: "Will Wang Cheng only practice martial arts for half a year, how much strength can he have?"

Amur still lowered his head and didn't speak, knowing that the more he argued, the more miserable he would be. Although he knew that Wang Cheng's strength could not be measured by time, it was obvious that Buch now did not accept any explanation. If he lost, he would lose.

Buch walked back and forth in the middle open space. He stepped on each step very vigorously. He left clear footprints on the ground, venting his anger, and said in a deep voice: "How about Aidingsang?"

Amur whispered: "Senior brother is still recovering from his injuries."

"Call him to see me."

Buch said in a low tone, his eyes flashing with fierce light.

Aidingsang not only lost to Wang Cheng, but also lost the sweat-blooded BMW he passed to Aidingsang. Even if he was shameless and forced to snatch it, he would not be able to snatch it out of the hands of Taoist Changhe.

This is a loss of glory and heritage.

If Buch's lineage loses the sweat-blooded BMW, it can be said that it has lost the orthodox qualification of the Great Snow Mountain. In the future, it will be half a shorter when facing Agula and Muren.

Amur didn't move. He spoke, "Senior brother is injured, I want to have a good rest..."

He knew that there would be no good ending when Aidingsan came, so he didn't want to call him.

However, Buch immediately came to Amur, and then slapped Amur to the ground without any hesitation, scolding, "I asked you to call him over, don't you understand what I said?"

Amur got up from the ground, his body trembled for a moment, and did not dare to continue to disobey Buch's words. Then he nodded, then turned around and ran out to call Aidingsang.

In less than ten minutes, Amur and Aidingsan walked in together.

Buhe was not polite. Even if Aidingsang was his most outstanding disciple, he came up and slapped Aidingsang's strong body to the ground in front of Amur. Then a mouthful of blood mixed with a tooth was scattered on the ground. Buhe shouted: "Idiot, waste, idiot, who told you to intercept Changhe and Wang Cheng without authorization?"

Aidingsan struggled to stand up without saying a word, and just stood there with his head down.

Buch came up and kicked Aidingsan to the ground.

Aidingsang groaned and spat out another mouthful of blood, but he still got up immediately and stood there with his waist straight.

Bang!

Buch slapped him to the ground with another slap.

Aidingsang's cheeks, which were already a little obese, were even swollen on both sides, but he still got up and stood up straight.

Bang!

Bang……

Bang…………

Buch came up and punched Edinsan to the ground again and again.

In the end, Aidingsang stood firmly in front of Buch. Even though his nose was bruised, his face was sore, and even his feet were almost unconscious, he still had to stand.

Amur stood behind and didn't dare to say anything, afraid that Buch would vent his anger on him. At the same time, he also looked at Aidingsan's figure and felt a little admiration and sympathy, and more helpless.

After more than half an hour of slapping, Buch was a little tired and almost venting. He waved with a cold face and said, "Okay, you all go down."

Neither Aidingsan nor Amur spoke, but turned around and left together.

Walking out of Buch's residence on the hillside, the brothers and brothers walked towards another house at the foot of the hill.

Amur supported Aidingsan and whispered: "Aiding, how do you feel?"

Aidingsang walked slowly step by step. His originally ferocious face looked extremely calm at this moment, and nodded and said, "It's okay."

Amur sighed and said with emotion: "The master's temper is getting worse and worse."

As he gets older, he sees that there is no chance to unify the snow-capped mountains, Buch's anger is getting bigger and bigger.

A trace of hatred flashed in Aidingsan's eyes, but it flashed in a flash. He just said no, then pushed Amur away, walked to the other side, and said, "You go back first, I'll go over there and take a look."

Amur's eyes were stunned, and then shook his head helplessly: "You go, I'll go back to bed first."

In that direction, it is a cemetery.

Aidingsan's parents were buried there.

The three masters of Daxue Mountain presided over the three mountains, and there was a group of Mongolian herders following each mountain. Aidingsang's parents were herders who followed Buhe. Ten years ago, because of a mistake, they failed in a hunting activity with two other mountains. Buhe felt embarrassed, so they burst out of anger and failed to control their strength. They beat the couple seriously and died a month later.

Since then, Aidingsang has become silent, showing no emotions, but just practices martial arts harder. However, because his understanding is a flaw, he failed to defeat Agula's disciple Batu, and he is still the second youngest master in the Great Snow Mountain.

His goal is to get first place. Then quickly improve his strength. He can take revenge in the future!

Sitting in front of his parents' tombstone, his eyes were full of hatred, and his strong body seemed very thin at the moment, and occasionally trembled slightly.

……………………

It's just dawn.

Wang Cheng automatically opened his eyes, and the pure yang cycle in his heart merged into every part of his body, and his body's work and rest periods automatically followed the laws of heaven and earth. At the same time, when he was lying on the ground and sleeping, he was particularly sensitive to the pulsation of the earth. When the earth warmed up, the heaven and earth were in harmony. When the sun rose, it was the rising sun.

After looking at the master, he was still lying there with his eyes closed. Wang Cheng did not wake him up, knowing that the master was also very tired recently. So he just threw a few pieces of charcoal in the still burning fire, washed his face in a stream flowing from the upper at the door, and walked out.

It's winter now.

Looking down from the hillside, it was snow-white. At the same time, there were yurts and brick-and-stone houses living at the foot of the mountain and in the valley. The dark bonfire traces were all left by the carnival last night.

At the foot of the mountain on the other side is a piece of cattle and sheep locked up with fences, divided into groups of them. They are dense and numerous.

call…………

I took a long breath.

Wang Cheng felt extremely comfortable. A coolness penetrated the blood and energy of the whole body, and his spirit became much more concentrated again. He looked at the residential area below and murmured in a low voice: "I don't know if they understand the outside world."

The outside world has long entered the era of informatization technology, but here it has not even passed through water and electricity, and it has passed a relatively primitive life.

I wonder if these herdsmen who have lived with Daxue Mountain for generations know about TV, telephone and computer?

"They don't understand!"

A clear sound came from the mountain road into Wang Cheng's ears, and the sound was as crisp and cold as the stream water left from the mountain.

Wang Cheng's eyes instantly looked over and saw a figure walking up from the mountain road.

It was Baye who lost to him yesterday and was drunk with him again.

Baye was still wearing bandages on his arms and was wearing ordinary linen clothes, but he was washed white, his hair was tied with small braids on his head, and there were water stains on his face. It can be seen that he had just washed his face. She walked along the mountain road step by step and came to Wang Cheng. She looked at Wang Cheng with energetic eyes, without any sign of being a loser, and her angular cheeks were full of heroic spirit. Then she turned to look at the herdsmen who had already gone out to move, and murmured in a low voice: "Many of them have never left the Great Snow Mountain in their entire lives."

Wang Cheng frowned slightly, and it was exactly the same as he thought. He asked in a low voice: "What about you?"

Baye looked into the distance with great force and whispered: "I have been there. When I was a child, my parents told me that when I had the opportunity, I must live outside. The outside world is very wonderful. We should not live in this place, be out of touch with the whole world, and become an alternative group of people."

"So that's what your master thinks?"

Wang Cheng asked again.

Baye shook his head and said calmly: "I don't know, I dare not tell my master. I have been outside once and was punished by my master to be confined to the mountain for three years."

"Are we very pitiful? We just want to be kept in captivity."

Baye looked at Wang Cheng and asked back, with a little sadness in his eyes.

Wang Cheng did not comment and did not answer. He turned around and walked towards the top of the mountain along the mountain road. Seeing that the mountain was covered with snow, he said as he walked: "You can choose."

A bitter smile appeared on the corner of Baye's mouth and said, "On the surface we can all choose, but we can't choose. Only the master's disciple Batu went out alone and lived a dangerous life that he didn't know tomorrow."

"You can also mention it."

Wang Cheng suggested.

Baye shook his head and said, "It's impossible. My master doesn't allow it, neither will the master nor the second master. They said that this is the tradition of Daxue Mountain. All of us are the people of Daxue Mountain and can only live in the territory of Daxue Mountain. Whoever goes out is a traitor and will be chased endlessly by Daxue Mountain."

Wang Cheng didn't expect that Daxue Mountain had such a harsh tradition, and I don't know what to say at the moment. After all, it was the other sect's own business. He is a disciple of Wusheng Mountain and an enemy of Daxue Mountain. It is impossible for him to speak for Baye, and it is even more impossible for him to take Baye away from here...

Wang Cheng didn't say anything, and Baye fell silent. The two of them kept harmonious and quiet, and walked towards the top of the mountain together.

This mountain is not the largest among the three peaks, but it is the highest, with an altitude of at least kilometers.

The footsteps of Wang Cheng and Ba Ye are not comparable to ordinary people. Moreover, the inner family has a high level of cultivation and is very fast climbing. When they reach the top of the mountain, the sun in the east has not yet completely climbed out of the horizon.

There is a semicircular house built with stones on the top of the mountain, with only a stone table and two stone benches inside, and a circle of windows around it, allowing you to clearly see the scenery outside.

However, neither of them entered the room.

Wang Cheng stood at the edge of the top of the mountain, looking at the endless snow-whiteness at the foot of the mountain, pointed his finger at the south, and said, "You can reach Wusheng Mountain by walking three thousand kilometers south."
To be continued...