The real powerhouses on the front yard of the Peach Mountain had not made their move yet.
The national master of the Golden Tribe Royal Court and Zhao Nanhai were both unfathomably powerful. Ye Hongyu had already proven her power. Qi Nian, who had been silent and almost forgotten, was a World Wayfarer at the same level as her brother and Ye Su. Not to mention the hierarch of the West-Hill. General Bule had injured her badly. Tang Xiaotang thought about it and realized that no matter how hard she tried, she would not be able to take her man away.
Logically speaking, Chen Pipi, who was waiting to be saved, should be more depressed than her at this time, but he didn't seem to think so. There was a smile on his round face.
"Why?" He asked Tang Xiaotang.
Tang Xiaotang looked at him and explained seriously, "Because I can't do it anymore."
Chen Pipi said, "Of course you can't."
Tang Xiaotang said, "We can die together."
Chen Pipi said pitifully, "I don't want to die."
Tang Xiaotang said, "What's there to be afraid of?"
Chen Pipi said, "I don't want to die with you."
Tang Xiaotang was not happy. She lowered her head and said nothing.
Chen Pipi rubbed her hair and said with a smile, "Since you are here, you are a member of the Chen family. So you must listen to me. You can't die with me."
Tang Xiaotang lowered her head and said, "I won't leave."
Chen Pipi said, "Don't worry. I won't die either. We can't die. Even though death is inevitable, I think I won't die today."
Tang Xiaotang raised her head and asked hopefully, "Can you?"
"Neither can I. But since the Eldest Brother agreed to let you come to the Peach Mountain, he can't just watch us die."
Chen Pipi smiled and shook his head.
He knew that Ning Que had come to the Peach Mountain and must be at the Rite to Light. The Academy must have arranged something. Tang Xiaotang knew it too, but she did not remember.
People around the altar thought so too. Since the Academy had sent a second-generation disciple to the Peach Mountain, they had made their stance clear. More people would come.
Who would come to the Peach Mountain? Mr. First, Mr. Second, or Mr. Third?
Qi Nian thought of that year in the Lanke Temple, when Jun Mo cut off the stone statue of Buddha with his flying sword in the autumn rain. He fell silent, and so did the others. They were even a little afraid.
In front of the Pamir Mountains, Mr. First, Li Manman, killed everyone from the Yuelun Kingdom, from the monarch to the ordinary soldiers. Master Qi Mei of the Xuankong Temple was seriously injured before he could even fight back. After that, he traveled thousands of miles in the human world with the invincible Abbey Dean for several days before the final battle took place in Chang 'an.
Mr. Second, Jun Mo, guarded the Verdant Canyon and defeated Ye Su. Although his arm had been cut off by the Sword Sage, Liu Bai, he had seriously injured the most powerful man in the world. Mr. Third, Yu Lian, was the legendary Twenty-Three-year Cicada Cultivation. At the back of the mountain of the Academy, she had injured the Hierarch Lord badly. Even though the Divine Halls of West-Hill had tried to hide it, the Tang Empire had been spreading the news. Not to mention that in the battle of Chang 'an, she had jumped into the sky and cut off the rainbow, leaving the Abbey Dean in Chang' an.
The three masters of the back of the mountain of the Academy had shown their shocking power in the battle against the Tang Empire. Even though it was said that they had not fully recovered and the Divine Halls of West-Hill must have made preparations, would their preparations work if they really came to the Peach Mountain today? Could Taoism really win?
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The Eldest Brother was not on the Peach Mountain. He was in a small town on the border between the Yan Kingdom and the Song Kingdom.
It was autumn, and he had already put on a cotton-padded jacket. The ladle that had been tied around his waist for many years had been broken in front of the Pamir Mountains. Now it was an ordinary wooden stick.
Perhaps it was because he did things slowly and spoke slowly that he was called Li Manman. He walked very slowly today, even slower than he had walked in the past.
He had fought with the Abbey Dean for seven days in the human world and in the bloody battles in Chang 'an. The Eldest Brother had been badly injured and many of his bones had been broken. Even though he had recovered and no longer had to sit in a wheelchair, he still could not walk very fast. Apart from that, there was another reason why he walked so slowly. He was very nervous, even less nervous than when he was facing the Abbey Dean.
It took him a long time to walk into the depths of the small town. He walked to the front of the calligraphy and painting shop and slowly lifted the front of his robe. He slowly crossed the threshold and bowed to the man inside.
The man was sitting on a chair in the shop with a flagon in his hand. His face was wrinkled and his hair was white. He looked like he was in his forties, but he also looked like he had lived for more than four thousand years.
"Greetings, sir." The Eldest Brother said to the man in the chair.
The owner of the calligraphy and painting shop walked out from the back room and looked at Li Manman as if he did not know him. He asked, "Would you like to drink tea or wine? Tea and wine are both good stuff. "
The Eldest Brother said, "I'll drink water."
The man in the chair said to the owner, "You go in first. Don't come out unless necessary."
The man with the flagon in his hand was the Drunkard. The owner was Chao Xiaoshu from Chang 'an. They had not known each other for a long time, but they were very familiar with each other. The Drunkard did not want him to die, so he let him in.
Only the Drunkard and the Eldest Brother were left in the front shop.
The Drunkard said, "You walk too slowly. It seems that you have not recovered yet."
The Eldest Brother said, "I will recover one day."
The Drunkard said, "Even if you recover, you won't be as fast as me. Not to mention that you haven't recovered yet."
The Eldest Brother said, "I walk slower. Maybe I walk more steadily."
The Drunkard said after a moment of silence, "You are right. You walk more steadily than me. I did not expect that there would be someone in the human world who walks more steadily than me. But you are still no match for me."
The Eldest Brother said, "I have only cultivated for a few decades. Of course I am no match for you."
The Drunkard said, "Then why did you dare to leave Chang 'an? Why did you dare to come and see me? "
The Eldest Brother said, "Because the Academy has something to do. I would like to ask you to stay in the small town and watch."
The Drunkard squinted his eyes and his voice became deep and experienced. It started to emit the smell of rusty bronze, "Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"
The Eldest Brother said slowly, "You won't kill me."
The Drunkard's voice became colder and colder. He said, "Why not?"
The Eldest Brother said calmly and affirmatively, "Because you are not sure that you can kill me."
The Drunkard laughed and said sarcastically, "You only have a ten percent chance."
The Eldest Brother said with a smile, "Not to mention that I still have a ten percent chance. Even if I only have a hundred percent chance, you won't dare to kill me."
The Drunkard looked serious and asked, "Why are you so sure?"
The Eldest Brother said, "I don't know how to fight. But no matter in the Academy or in the world, Jun Mo, the Third Sister and the Youngest Brother are the best at fighting. Since they all said that you won't dare to kill me, then you won't. I believe in their judgment."
The Drunkard said, "Even if their judgment will kill you?"
The Eldest Brother said, "I think what they said makes sense. So I'm willing."
The Drunkard asked, "What did the three of them say?"
The Eldest Brother said, "They said that you have lived for too long, so you are too afraid of death."
The Drunkard was silent for a long time after hearing this.
Then he asked, "Why did you come to see me, but not the Butcher?"
The Eldest Brother said, "The Third Sister said that the Butcher is too slow. He is just a little faster than me and the Chief Monk of Scripture. So at least for today, we don't need to pay attention to him."
"What about her?" The Drunkard suddenly asked, "Are you really not afraid of her?"
The Eldest Brother knew who he was talking about. He said with a smile, "She used to live in the back of the mountain of the Academy for a long time. So we are not afraid of her. We all like her very much."
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The canyon between the lush green mountains was undergoing continuous renovation. A path that could allow simple carriages to pass through had already been opened up, but most travelers who craved convenience would still choose to walk.
Someone walked out of the Verdant Canyon. The man among them wore a bamboo hat, plain clothes, and held a cane in one hand. He looked like an ascetic monk that Murano had seen by chance. However, the woman by his side held an embroidered cloth in her hand and wore red clothes. She looked extremely charming, like a bride that had just gotten married. Such an incongruous combination was the Second Brother of the Academy, Jun Mo, who had cut off his black hair and decided to cultivate Buddhism, and his wife, the Seventh Sister, Mu You.
Jun Mo looked at the dark and fertile fields in front of the Verdant Canyon. He thought about what happened here half a year ago and his broken right arm. He was silent. Mu You did not say anything either.
The two continued their journey south. However, they were not as Distanceless as the Eldest Brother. It was too late for them to reach Peach Mountain. Where were they going? What were they going to do?
They came to the Fuchun River and climbed the Tiger Mountain Pavilion. Jun Mo looked to the southeast and suddenly frowned. He sensed that Liu Bai's sword had left the Sword Garret and was heading for Peach Mountain.
He was silent for a moment and did not say anything.
Before the Verdant Canyon, he had never seen the water of the Yellow River flowing from the sky. But now Liu Bai had fully recovered and his state had improved again. He had reached that legendary step. But Jun Mo had not fully recovered and his broken arm was blocking his way. He did not know how long it would take for him to reach the same place. He could not help but sigh.
He looked in the direction of the West-Hill Divine Kingdom and seemed to see Liu Bai's sword flying toward Peach Mountain. He seemed to see the woman in front of the Divine Hall of Light on Peach Mountain. He also seemed to see the skinny little girl kneeling on the ground on the Nameless Mountain in the north of Chang 'an several years ago. He did not know which one was her. He only knew that she was extremely powerful.
"What if she strikes?" Mu You thought of the two Youngest Brothers on Peach Mountain and asked worriedly.
Jun Mo said, "We want her to strike."
Mu You was startled and asked, "What if she does not strike?"
Jun Mo said, "The Headmaster ascends to Heaven. The Abbey Dean becomes a useless man. Liu Bai has finally reached that step. He does not need to break through the Five States to become the most powerful man in the world. He is stronger than the Drunkard and the Butcher. Since his sword is at Peach Mountain, she has no reason not to strike. The change that Yu Lian mentioned is in this sword."
Mu You said, "She must have foreseen this."
Jun Mo said, "She must be angry that the Youngest Brother is at Peach Mountain. Angry people are not good at thinking. Angry Haotian is not willing to think."
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