swordsman in the heavens

On this day, it started to drizzle on the mountain, occasionally mixed with a few flakes of snow.

Yi Tianheng stretched out his hand, letting the water from the gap drip on his hand, feeling the cold touch.

He murmured to himself: "It's time to go down the mountain, go to the Mongolian military camp, use the space of the ring to steal all the Mongolian army's food and grass, and solve the problem for Xiangyang."

This was his earlier plan, but it was only involved in the affairs here for four or five days.

He walked out of the stone house and let the cold wind and rain hit him. He glanced at the stone slab and stood still.

"Take these two swords and it will be settled once and for all. If I come here again in the future, the divine eagle will definitely regard me as a life-and-death enemy. Alas, this stupid bird is indifferent and has wasted a lot of wine on me."

That's all, Yi Tianheng felt that a little impatience would ruin a big plan. These things are dead and can't escape. He can come back to get them after he steals the food and grass.

I'm just afraid that Yang Guo, the destined protagonist in this world, will take the Black Iron Sword after he leaves. Thinking about the development of the plot, I'm afraid that the opponent has already arrived in Xiangyang.

At this time, a dark shadow came up from the bottom of the mountain. Yi Tianheng looked over and cursed secretly: "This stupid bird is coming to drink my wine again!"

I saw the divine eagle rushing up quickly, and it was at Yi Tianheng's side in an instant, with the stench coming from it.

Yi Tianheng frowned and said, "Brother Diao, come with me!"

The divine eagle didn't know why, so he followed step by step.

Yi Tianheng waved his left hand inside the stone house, and twenty or thirty jars of wine immediately appeared on the ground. The divine sculpture was not surprised at this and just screamed loudly.

Yi Tianheng smiled helplessly, patted the wings of the divine eagle, and said: "Brother Diao, I'm leaving. I'll leave these dozens of jars of wine for you."

The divine eagle's screams of joy suddenly stopped, and it looked at Yi Tianheng in shock.

Yi Tianheng smiled lightly and said: "I have something important to do and I have to go. I will leave for a while and then come back to have a drinking contest with you."

The divine eagle seemed a little reluctant to give up. It patted Yi Tianheng on the back, pushed him to the stone slab, and then called out.

Yi Tianheng said in surprise: "Are you planning to give the sword to me?"

He didn't expect that the divine eagle actually planned to give away the sword. He was a little surprised. He felt a little embarrassed to call it a stinky bird. In fact, the stinky bird was not only smelly but also very cunning. He had no intention of picking up the two swords, but instead dragged him away.

Four or five days.

After putting the stone slab and the two swords into the space, the divine eagle pulled him down the mountain. After walking about two kilometers of winding mountain roads, his hair and clothes were wet, and Yi Tianheng's breath was coming out now.

It's foggy.

One person and one bird came to a cave. The cave was very deep, and the outside was covered with dead vines and old trees. However, there were obvious artificial traces. Several large stones were stacked to form steps, which were stacked three or four meters until the entrance of the cave.

It turns out that the Divine Eagle planned to take him to the burial place of Dugu Qiufei.

"Brother Diao, Brother Diao, my dozens of jars of good wine are not in vain. When I come back, I will definitely bring you more wine and cook you a few whole snake feasts, whole sheep feasts, and whole cow feasts. If you still

If you want to try river delicacies, I will give you a whole river delicacy feast to try. Then I will give you a bath and add some fragrant powder. In this way, you will be the first divine sculpture to use fragrant powder. You can rename it 'Xiang Fen Diao'

Already."

Yi Tianheng was so excited that he became incoherent.

After all, the reputation of Dugu Nine Swords was too great, and he thought about it day and night.

The divine eagle walked in front, and he followed behind. When he entered the cave, he could feel that the air inside was very dry. Yi Tianheng looked around and saw that there were many rocks inside, all of which were large pieces of granite. The granite was green with black, and the color was very beautiful.

, at the same time, the granite added to the cold air in the cave, and Yi Tianheng couldn't help but shudder.

He found a stone table and a stone bench inside.

At the same time, there was a mound to the west. It seemed to be a stone bed made of a whole piece of granite. People had piled large and small stones on it. Yi Tianheng immediately understood that that was where the bones of Dugu Qiubai were buried.

The place is gone.

My thoughts began to enter the long river of time, and I recalled that when Dugu Qiufei lived here in seclusion in his later years, facing the cold stone walls every day, sighing that there was no master worthy of taking action in the world, how lonely it was. I had no choice but to drink wine every day and point out the sacred sculptures for fun.

Until the old man could no longer lift the sword and died in bed.

Yi Tianheng sighed in his heart: "Even a person as talented and beautiful as Dugu Qiubei cannot escape the laws of birth, old age, illness and death. It is really sad and lamentable. It is even more hateful and regrettable that he obviously loves the sword very much, but he has lost the opportunity to use the sword forever.

Fortunately, I have the ring, and one day I will be able to achieve immortality."

He walked to the stone bed, knelt down on the spot, and kowtowed three times to Dugu Qiubai. He had taken someone else's sword and wanted to get their swordsmanship, so kowtowing a few times was necessary. I'm afraid the divine eagle brought him here with the same intention.

Ask him to kowtow a few times to the owner of the sword. Then he takes out a jar of wine and pours it on the ground as a memorial.

The divine eagle screamed happily, feeling very happy that Yi Tianheng treated its master with such respect.

Yi Tianheng stood up and looked around in the cave. The cave was made of granite and was very cold, like a piece of ice. The pattern on the rock wall was very beautiful. Yi Tianheng walked over and over to observe it carefully.

It's a pity that he couldn't find any clues about Dugu Nine Swords after walking around for two or three times. He also didn't miss the stone table and stone chair, and he didn't touch the stone bed where Dugu Qiufei's bones were buried. Otherwise, he would be too unrestricted as a human being.

Already.

He sighed, knowing that what he had gained was a blessing, but what he had lost was his life. He did not belong to him in the first place, and to force it would be to lose track of progress. He bid farewell to the divine eagle, went down the valley, and kept the route in mind all the way, heading west to where the Mongolian camp was.

go.

After walking for more than 20 miles, we arrived at a village with ruined walls and desolation. Crows were crows on the roofs of the dilapidated houses. At this time, the Mongolian soldiers were committing all kinds of crimes, including burning, killing, and looting. Even though they had not yet reached this place, there were no

The people dare to stay.

Yi Tianheng wanted to take a rest inside, then walked in and suddenly saw a group of Mongolian soldiers, a total of ten people.

These Mongolian soldiers tied their horses in a desolate stable, and these ten people gathered around to cook a pot of hot chowder. They talked loudly, laughed loudly, and chattered to each other. The scene was very lively.

Yi Tianheng didn't understand Mongolian, so he couldn't understand a word those people said. After observing in secret for a while, he determined that there were only these ten people, so he made up his mind to kill people and steal goods.

He walked out swaggeringly.

The Mongolian soldiers were extremely alert. Yi Tianheng's body was only exposed a little, and someone stood up with a knife drawn, pretending to be ready for battle. The other Mongolian soldiers saw this and followed suit.

"who are you?"

The leading Mongolian soldier pointed a knife at Yi Tianheng, and he said this in Chinese. It seems that after so many years of Mongolian invasion of the Central Plains, it has begun to become Chinese.

Yi Tianheng looked at them indifferently and said, "I'm just passing by. I want to go to the Mongolian camp. Can you give me some directions?"

The other party frowned and said, "What are you doing in the camp?"

The corners of Yi Tianheng's lips curled up slightly and he said: "Burning, killing, looting!"

The other party was furious, and with a murmur, ten Mongolian soldiers rushed forward.