Chapter 2257: Winter Blows, Summer Calls, Eagle-eyed, Wolf-gazed

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“Heh!”

Zhong Li Yan, the envoy of Great Chu, finally reached the foot of Yin Xiang Peak.

A brave warrior in armor, how easy it is to shake a mountain!

This small mound of earth before his eyes was not even placed in his heart.

His official task was to represent the state of Chu on a mission to the state of Yue, participate in the Grand Temple sacrifice, and offer sacrifices to the founding emperor of Yue. But how to say it — unless Gao Zheng suddenly jumped out, otherwise the great master Zhong Li was too lazy to go to Kuaiji.

The deputy envoy had already led the team to the Yue capital, and all necessary courtesies were observed. Was it not permissible for him, the principal envoy, to rest a little along the way if he felt a bit of a chill?

Jiang Wang, that dog thief, had a very clear trail in the state of Yue. According to the intelligence from Fengdu, this thief first showed traces precisely at the foot of Yin Xiang Peak. He and Bai Yu Xia went to Langya City together, ate a family meal, stayed for one night, and then went to the state of Chu the next day.

So the problem was clearer than ever, Yin Xiang Peak was the place where Jiang Wang detected the problem!

Although Zhong Li Yan looked down on Jiang Wang's brain, he also admitted that this person had a keen sense of smell and was extremely skilled at grasping timing. This boy had participated in big events in the maze, in the disaster water, and in the snow country. This time in the state of Yue, he should also not be shooting without aim.

Yin Xiang Peak was Gao Zheng's isolated mountain where he had studied in seclusion for several hundred years.

If it was said that Gao Zheng had left behind some kind of setup, no other place in the entire state of Yue was more suspicious than here.

The great master Zhong Li was an impatient person, and in a small pond like the state of Yue, where he could roam freely, his light "heh" had not yet landed when his iron boots were already on the mountaintop.

With one step, he shook the mountain's root.

He looked left and right, only feeling that the reputation did not live up to the meeting. He saw no profoundness in this broken academy. Casually with one foot, he kicked open the large door. The scorching summer wind swept flying leaves. In the courtyard, under the Ba Jie tree, the chained Le Fei shrank back in fright.

Zhong Li Yan turned his eagle eyes and calmly examined the place.

The Ba Jie tree's body had a sword wound. From the wound opening, it should only be at the Shen Lin level. A reasonable deduction was that it was related to Bai Yu Xia — because of Bai Ping Fu's death, he possibly wanted to kill Le Fei but ultimately did not strike a heavy blow.

There were also many twisted traces of iron chains on the tree body. Several places had lost all their bark, indicating that Le Fei often went mad circling the tree and never struggled free from this iron chain.

Le Fei's condition had been personally verified by An Guo Gong.

Zhong Li Yan, the dignified Xian Gu, of course had no interest in bullying a fool.

He circled past Le Fei and then walked to the back, with rare caution, seriously searching for spider silk and horse tracks. After searching back and forth several times in this academy that had always had no name, he pushed open the back door and came to the cliff platform suspended in clouds and mist.

The remnants of the game on the stone platform were still there. The mountain wind and morning dew had not once stained the chess pieces.

The person was dead, but the game remained. Who knew how many years it could exist?

Zhong Li Yan's eyes suddenly lit up!

The Xian Gu Zhong Li clan was a famous family. Although he, Zhong Li Yan, was not very good at playing chess, he had memorized some scores under his old man's stick in his childhood.

Once in his childhood, he played chess with Wu Ling in the Royal Chess Society. Wu Ling, that thick child, surrounded him, but he stubbornly refused to be captured, saying he could fight few against many. Wu Ling was still not convinced, and as a result, he was pressed to the ground and beaten.

Later, a complaint was reported to An Guo Gong, who not only did not blame him but also smiled and said, "Zhong Li tiger child," and gave him a pair of Han Yu chess pieces.

Although he, Zhong Li Yan, would not submit to heaven or earth and would fight with anyone, he never fought with Wu Ling again after that.

Wu Ling often joked later that his big and small eyes were beaten out by Zhong Li Yan at that time.

In the evaluation system of the great master Zhong Li, what kind of person was Wu Ling?

— Not a bad fellow.

That not-bad fellow was already dead.

His old man often said that his buttocks grew nails and that he could not sit still anywhere. After Wu Ling died, the entire Ying City might never find another peer who could make him, the great master Zhong Li, feel calm and sit down for a drink and a meal.

Zhong Li Yan was not a person who would lament spring and grieve autumn. Many things were simply thought about and then let go. At this moment, sitting in front of the chessboard, preparing to use his lifelong effort, he would seriously examine this game and see how great Gao Zheng really was.

He took a deep breath, calmed his emotions, and then... extended his qi and blood, touching these chess pieces one by one.

No abnormality, just ordinary stone quality chess pieces.

At most, from the texture of the chess pieces themselves, one could judge that they were ground out one by one.

Perhaps by Gao Zheng himself, or by a chess maker craftsman, it was unclear.

Grinding was the most time-consuming and labor-intensive process. The process from stone to chess pieces required extraordinary patience.

Zhong Li Yan, who had no patience, still forced himself to sit for a while longer. He only felt that this chess game was really baffling — where exactly did Jiang Wang feel something was wrong? Was Jiang Wang perhaps very knowledgeable about chess?

According to intelligence from Fengdu, Jiang Wang had been to Yin Xiang Peak more than once. The previous time he came was after going to Xian Gu to demand payment — to demand such a small amount of money, really not feeling ashamed!

Jiang Wang came here when Gao Zheng was alive, and he still came after Gao Zheng died. Was the abnormality unrelated to Gao Zheng?

Zhong Li Yan felt annoyed in his heart. He raised his hand and was about to sweep this game into disarray — he was not a person with quality.

But his wrist was grabbed.

Across the chess platform sat a person.

This person appeared extremely abruptly, but seemed to have long ago belonged there, or rather, that stone quality chess stool was just set for him, blending into one with everything including the chess game.

Gao Zheng's chess table had never had a person opposite him. No one within the state of Yue could play chess with him, and no one outside the state of Yue was willing to come here and sit. This stone stool, covered in dark moss, had been blown by the mountain wind for many years. Only he, who had just come out of the Shan Hai realm, had sat on it once, and now he sat on it again.

The lock ring was still on his wrist, and two huge chains still dragged behind him. His hair was disheveled, and his face was indescribably ugly. But he yet showed an unusually refined manner.

It was Le Fei, who was still chained in front of the Ba Jie tree the previous breath!

His divine soul was torn apart and trapped in the five mansions sea and ignorant fog. An Guo Gong had personally investigated and found no problem. The intelligence stated that Le Fei was only at the Shen Lin realm of cultivation!

And Le Fei, who had walked into the Fallen Immortal Forest with Wu Ling leading a large team and was the only one who walked out alone.

He sat on the opposite chess stool, tightly grabbing Zhong Li Yan's wrist, staring fixedly into Zhong Li Yan's eyes, and slowly said: “This is the last game of chess left by teacher, you are not to sweep it into disarray.”

“Le Fei?” Zhong Li Yan asked.

“Le Fei!” There was cold intent in Zhong Li Yan's voice.

The qi and blood of the world's peak martial artist, at this moment, no longer held back. It was like the breaking of the Qiantang River dike, the overturning of the Jiao Wu, as if an incomparably huge heart was beating at this moment, sending out a sound like a heavenly drum. From this poured a majestic power like a mountain calling to the sea, roaring. His hand pressed down, and the entire Yin Xiang Peak seemed to sink!

“Wait until I sweep it into disarray, then you can set it up again — if you remember it.”

Zhong Li Yan's sharp eyes met Le Fei's cruel eyes. The powers of the two people collided most directly at the junction of finger bones and wrist.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

There were clear sounds of bone cracking.

Zhong Li Yan's hand resolutely pressed down.

Blue veins instantly burst around Le Fei's eyes, blood threads interwoven on the surface of his eyeballs, and his skin was all cracked! Like small pieces of paper, being torn open and lifted up one by one in the devastation of a狂 wind and storm. From the torn openings in his skin, one could see this strange body —

That seemed to be a void world that could contain all things.

It was pitch black inside, and within the幽 black, there was red flesh floating up. As if a red snake that had hibernated for a season in winter was approaching the mouth of its cave.

In this process, Le Fei's power continuously rose. He could have Dong Zhen long ago. He became "true" with a single thought.

At this moment, he was like a mountain and sea.

He defined majesty.

“I have had enough!”

Le Fei's lips bared fangs, his disheveled hair danced wildly, and he roared almost violently: “I have had enough of pretending to be mad and selling foolishness! Aba, aba, smiling and drooling, circling a broken tree nonstop.”

“I have had enough of suppressing my stuffiness, dressing and eating, wearing a human's skin.”

“Have had enough of all of you, each with ulterior motives, coming one after another to see me, treating me like a monkey to play with.”

“What things are you, you wastes — what do you take me for?!”

In this angry roar, he actually lifted Zhong Li Yan's wrist!

Zhong Li Yan's arm, which was like mountain stone, had fine but dense cracking sounds. His terrifying physique as a martial artist was difficult to bear such a confrontation. Blood mist burst from his arm, already passing through the armor pieces and floating in the air.

This still did not stop.

Le Fei's ferociously extreme eyes suddenly closed. His eyelids seemed to close the door of the world. The entire Yin Xiang Peak fell into an absolute long night. In the darkness that could not be seen, only the qi and blood bursting from Zhong Li Yan's body still burned like a torch, shining dazzlingly.

The darkness that covered everything surged like a sea tide again and again. Each time it could sweep away large amounts of qi and blood.

In this intense confrontation, Zhong Li Yan always held his head high. Within the flooding blood qi that roared, a virtual shadow of an ancient armor vaguely appeared. This set of armor stood in the void, and the blood qi within it filled the fuzzy shape of a human. It propped up the armor, displaying brave power. It was the martial dao god created by Zhong Li Yan!

Martial dao was a new path with not too much experience from predecessors to follow. Today's Zhong Li Yan was also an explorer.

And Le Fei's eyes suddenly opened again at this moment, and thus the light of heaven became bright. The black night and the martial dao god disappeared together. Under the brilliant sunlight, Zhong Li Yan's face was already pale.

Le Fei blew a breath again, and a violent wind suddenly raged on the border of the state of Yue. Above the entire Yin Xiang Peak, fluttering snowflakes fell, and everywhere was flying snow!

Viewing day and sleeping night, blowing winter and calling summer.

He was Zhu Jiu Yin, who suppressed all mountain sea monsters and ruled the mountain sea realm. He was the holder of the mountain sea order.

Now in the present world... he had become true!

Le Fei showed absolute overbearing Dong Zhen power. He grabbed Zhong Li Yan's wrist and lifted him from Gao Zheng's seat: “You all, dare, look down on me!”

Above the mountain peak, there was still a mountain peak.

The heavy sword carried on Zhong Li Yan's back, he did not know when, was no longer there. Replacing it was a sword-shaped mountain peak high above the sky, burning and boiling with surging blood qi,倾倒 down.

Zhang Wei, in the snow curtain in the sky, was scorched broken by this sword peak.

The South Yue was the chief, covering and pressing for ten thousand years.

But how overbearing was Le Fei at this moment? He grabbed Zhong Li Yan and did not let go. He directly pulled himself up, leaving the chess platform, and lifted his fist still wearing chains, smashing one fist into the peak tip!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Heaven-shaking and earth-moving collisions all occurred at a high place, not shaking the chess platform at all.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

In the intense shaking of the chains, the sword-shaped mountain peak was smashed back into a heavy sword. Then it fell back into the hand of the unsteady Zhong Li Yan.

Le Fei lowered his head and saw in his hand a broken arm that was still dripping with fresh blood and covered in armor. The texture of the flesh and blood at the broken arm was uneven and obviously torn open alive —

Zhong Li Yan, in this way, struggled back a short freedom and won the possibility of continuing the fight.

Le Fei grinned and laughed cruelly.

This was the killing way of a wild beast. He was very familiar with it.

“Heavenly Emperor Saint Lord, establish a temple in the South Heaven. Shoulder bear ten thousand people, bear the state and nation. Eliminate disaster and suppress evil, heaven does not lend years...”

As the capital of the state of Yue, Kuaiji City still had some majesty.

Before the Grand Temple, the ritual official recited the sacrifice text in a high-pitched voice. The Hong Liang voice rippled open circle by circle in the vast square.

The civil and military officials of the state of Yue lined up in neat teams, all showing expressions of mourning.

Dou Mian, as the deputy envoy of Great Chu, impatiently twisted his neck.

He was very clear about what kind of person the founding emperor of the state of Yue was. In his opinion, he was nothing but a fluke of heaven, a guy who took advantage of chaos to occupy a foundation, and still bullied orphans and widows and usurped the throne. To say what "shoulder bear ten thousand people, bear the state and nation" was really overly ridiculous.

The second emperor of the state of Yue was only of some level. He received the order in danger and supported the rivers and mountains. With one hand, he created the Qiantang water army, which was good at conquering and war. He truly laid the foundation of the state of Yue and established the territory of the state of Yue that continues to this day. But why could the state of Yue continue down? It was still this emperor who actively presented a memorial to the Son of Heaven of Chu and claimed to be his minister. The state of Chu at that time was just fighting wars on multiple fronts and lacked skills. The Son of Heaven of Chu placed it without receiving it, allowing him to develop, that's all.

Looking at the entire history of the state of Yue, in Dou Mian's eyes, only Gao Zheng could be called a fierce person.

But Gao Zheng was also dead. In the aftermath of the state of Chu's defeat and destruction of the South Dou Hall, he was lightly and easily pressed to death. This process was like crushing an ant, not even stirring up the waves of the Qiantang River.

Gao Zheng could no longer be counted as a hero.

How could a hero have a nameless death?

From ancient times to the present, the heroes of the South domain all came from Chu. Only Chu had talent!

Dou Mian was originally unwilling to come on this mission. How could he, who was also one of only two geniuses in the Dou clan in nearly five hundred years to pick the Dou Zhan golden body, and the direct son of Guo Gong, noble beyond words, have reason to be the deputy hand for the boy of the Zhong Li family?

But the court on Zhong Li Yan's name pointed out, saying that Wei Guo Gong Fu had abundant talents, and Dou Mian and Dou Zhao could be called the double pride... In short, a flattery killed, and he also could not shrink his head and show weakness.

This trip was originally said to be a trip to Kuaiji, also counting as a relaxation. Unexpectedly, Zhong Li Yan just ran away midway, and in the end, only he led the envoy team to attend the ceremony.

The trivial matters of the world were none other than rituals.

Of course, he was proficient, yet also troublesome. Although he was troublesome, he had no way of being like his elder brother Dou Zhao, who had the power to crush all rules and was arrogantly unrestrained.

He could only swallow his anger and process all the envoy affairs well, so as not to let the great country lose its decorum and not make the world laugh.

At this moment, he quietly stood in front of the envoy team, silently looking at the back of Wen Jing Xiu, the emperor of the state of Yue, thinking that this person really did not look like a human lord. Not only was his temperament weak, but his temperament was also soft and cowardly. Even to himself, such a very inattentive deputy envoy of Chu, he was extremely respectful, very ridiculous.

He did not know how, his thinking diverged, and he again thought of a person named Jiang Wang.

Initially, at the time of Chi Yun Mountain, they competed for the remains of the Immortal Palace and still fought back and forth. Now, even his elder brother, who was titled the first heaven pride of Great Chu, was vaguely pressed over a head by him.

Life encounters were really illusory and difficult to measure.

When he returned from Chi Yun Mountain that time, he was still conceited about his family background and talent, thinking that he only lacked some life and death experience and would sooner or later be able to win back.

Now, of course, he knew that there was no possibility of sooner or later.

He was not like Zhong Li Yan, who would not admit defeat even when beaten half to death. He had long ago, in the face of desperate efforts and an increasingly huge gap, recognized that he was not the protagonist of the world without equal. He understood that he would forever be unable to catch up with his elder brother, and naturally also unable to catch up with Jiang Wang.

Recognizing oneself was a painful process. He thought that these people of the state of Yue might all need time.

Just when Dou Mian was drowsy listening to the sacrifice words, and his thoughts were wandering far and wide, he suddenly saw that the Son of Heaven of the state of Yue, who was standing before the hundred officials, moved.

This person stood firmly on the altar, as if he had suddenly received some message. His body did not move, but he turned his head.

Those eyes were not looking towards himself —

But Dou Mian was startled.

On that face that was overly Wen Xiu, overly exquisite, and always had a gentle smile, he saw a kind of sinister expression that he had never seen before.

Actually like a wolf's backward glance!