Chapter 480: Shushan Quick Sword
The journey after that was smooth and Zhao Yushu was never assigned to explore the road again. Occasionally, when they encountered strong men blocking the road, the team leader would jog to pay the toll before Lao Zhao drew his sword. The speed was so fast that even Zhao Yushu, who was the fastest in the inner scene, could not catch up. Looking at the team leader's expression, he was afraid that if he ran too slowly, this fierce Ali man would do something weird again.
Zhao Yushu was a little depressed. He wanted to recruit more people, but the team leader interfered. He didn't even have a chance to take action after passing Lizhou.
The journey is already halfway through, and it looks like nothing will happen before we reach Yizhou.
Ahead is Jianmen Pass, the gateway to Yizhou. This pass embodies the four words "majestic, strange, steep and dangerous". It is a pass with two cliffs facing each other and built of stones. The road is narrow for thirty miles and the mountains are extremely dangerous.
Zhao Yushu looked up at the precipitous pass. The camel caravan was climbing the narrow Shu Road with difficulty and caution. No wonder Jianmen Pass had never been conquered head-on in the history of the previous life and the entire era of cold weapons. Not to mention attacking here, even if you were allowed to pass, it would be a joke for tens of thousands of troops to pass through here intact.
Shu Road is difficult, and it is difficult to ascend to the sky.
Since the East-West confrontation in the Tang Dynasty, the traffic from Shuzhong to Chang'an has suddenly become much busier, and the queues to enter the customs have also become much longer.
"When I was young, I just greeted everyone before entering the customs. We are advanced, so why do we need to be like this now? Hi."
The team leader sent his confidants into the pass early to find familiar people to smooth over relations. The caravan's food, drink, and defecation costs money every day, and the time agreed with the host is limited. The earlier they arrive, the safer they will be. Otherwise, if there is a thunderstorm or strong wind on the way that delays the journey, they will have to pay compensation.
The officials at Jianmen Pass, who used to allow anyone to cut in line as long as they were paid, suddenly acted out of character and not only did they not allow anyone to cut in line, they also allowed others to cut in line with them. As it was getting dark, they were afraid that they would not be able to enter the pass today.
"Boss, I've inquired and found out that they are a group of monks. We can't afford to offend them."
"Where is the monk from?"
"I heard it came from the west."
"West?"
Jiannan Road is the southwest of the Tang Dynasty. From this location, if you come from the west, there is only one place.
Tibet.
"A lama coming down from Songzhou."
Songzhou was the most important transportation city between the Tang Dynasty and Tuyuhun. Tuyuhun surrendered to the Tang Dynasty in those days. When the Tang Dynasty gradually declined, Tubo took the opportunity to annex Tuyuhun and carved out a large piece of Longyou.
And when the Tang Dynasty was divided into three parts, it had no spare energy to recover its old territories.
If Tubo wants to advance eastward, Songzhou will be the outpost.
The Tibetan lamas are using the excuse of Yanhui's death to continuously enter Jiannan Dao. In addition to the monks, there are more mortals. Everyone knows that these people are here just to take away Yanhui's golden body, or they want to take the opportunity to infiltrate Jiannan Dao for the future.
The defenders of various towns in Jiannan Road all loosened their grip, indicating that Yan Hui's lobbying back then had played a very important role, and that joining forces to put pressure on the Red Lotus Sect in Jiangnan was not just empty talk.
There were neither too many nor too few lamas today, with nearly a hundred of them. The guards at Jianmen Pass were very cautious and verified their identities one by one. The progress was extremely slow. After all the lamas had entered, there was a loud bang and the gate was closed tightly. The bearded leader let out a wail, and they would have to spend the night outside the city again.
Of course, they were not the only caravan staying overnight outside the pass. There were also many villagers from nearby and many people from the martial arts world who came here overnight. However, this was already under the Jianmen Pass, and no one would be brave enough to rob here.
Zhao Yushu thought so until he saw a stream of light falling from the sky.
"Immortal, Immortal?!"
A group of mortals were horrified. They might have seen ordinary cultivators, but they had never seen many who could fly directly. After all, if they did not have special skills, they might not be able to fly even if they reached the inner realm.
"Shushan Sword Controlling Technique."
Zhao Yushu narrowed his eyes, shrank into the shadows, and disappeared in an instant.
Shushan has a close relationship with the academy. The reason why he dared to cause a big commotion in Jiangning was because he had the Eighth Heaven Boss of Shushan behind the scenes to keep the situation in check. Wu Ziteng was a ruthless man who even dared to confront Neijing.
The Shushan disciple who had just fallen was not in a good condition. It did not look like he had fallen, but more like he had been knocked down.
It is neither moral nor reasonable for a student like me as a student of this academy to sit idly by and do nothing.
The young monk in a black and white Taoist robe stumbled a few steps, glanced at the closed gate of Jianmen Pass in front of him, then looked at the large group of mortals around him, sighed, covered his chest, turned around and ran back.
Not far behind, several rays of light shone brightly in the darkness, chasing towards this side.
There is only one road to Shu. If he turns back, he will definitely run into these people.
He could obviously force his way through Jianmen Pass, and even if the chief officer of Jiannan Road had ten times the courage, he would not dare to accuse the Shushan Sword Sect, but this cultivator still turned back.
He was getting closer and closer to the pursuers behind him.
He was getting closer and closer to death.
Fortunately, there was another person getting closer to him.
The swordsman from Mount Shu was standing on a plank road. On his left was a nearly vertical cliff dozens of feet high. Even if he was in perfect condition, he would have to be extremely careful if he wanted to climb up.
To his right was a bottomless cliff in the darkness. Even if he was a monk, he would definitely die if he fell down rashly.
Three rays of light chased to the other side of the plank road.
"Boy, why don't you just run on? Are you afraid of getting those mortals into trouble?"
The swordsman said nothing, took a deep breath, and pointed his long sword horizontally. The Shushan sword was unmatched in the world. If they wanted to kill him, they could. Even if the three of them were one level higher than him, they had to leave one of them behind to take the blame.
The three monks were all covered in fur, with messy hair and red faces. They should be Tibetans.
The three looked at each other. This swordsman was very smart. He chose a long and narrow plank road. If the three wanted to besiege him, they had to go around him first. All three were at the fifth level, but even so, how many of them dared to be confident that they could go around the Shushan disciples with a swagger?
"Take turns!"
The monk headed by Tubo made a decision immediately, and he drew out an iron hammer and smashed it straight up.
This monk was very smart. He smashed down with his hammer, and when the Shushan swordsman was forced to block it, he immediately retreated. Another monk behind him made claws with his hands and grabbed the swordsman's sword fiercely before he could defend himself.
The two men cooperated well with each other, and their offensive connections were almost flawless, which naturally gave the swordsman no chance to breathe.
He couldn't stop it.
He could only retreat.
If he retreated, he would leave the plank road behind, and the three pursuers would have the opportunity to surround him, making the situation even worse for him.
The swordsman is ready to fight to the death.
He took the claw head-on, and then stabbed the Shushan sword into the opponent's heart before he died. As a Shushan disciple, he was confident that he could do it.
However, there was still one Tubo man who had not made a move. On his shoulder stood an eagle with sharp eyes. This eagle was not a living creature, but had a pair of wings that seemed to be made of iron. It was a natural enemy of the Shushan Sect who could fly with swords.
However, the swordsman still retreated, not because he wanted to retreat, but because someone grabbed him by the scruff of the neck and threw him forward.
As he flew backwards, he saw a long sword.
The swift sword of Shushan is unmatched in the world.