The Legend of the Guardians of the East Gate
Ch. 72 - Mount Huanlun

At the southern end of the Qing Empire, not far from the Huanlun mountain, where the Jade palace was located, The path under the bamboo forest, the night was bright, the shadow of the bamboo forest was clearly visible under the moonlight that night revealed its entire form.

A young man stepped foot onto the path, the longer the road was widened, several long benches were seen on the side of the road, and now a burning lantern was seen far in front of him, it shows that the road is approaching a village.

Her greenish eyes were so hollow, even though she had eyes so clear, with plump eyelashes and thick flat eyebrows, making her the prettiest eye ever created.

After coming out of the tomb Zhi Yuan was so confused, how could he live and what about Goddess Zhang Ziyi who said die with him? the young man tried to figure out the whereabouts of Goddess Zhang Ziyi to the Golden Lotus Sacred Temple but no one knew, armed with the nose-covering veil of Goddess Zhang Ziyi, the young man's cheeks and lips tirelessly tried to figure it out, and after five years had passed, it was finally Zhi Yuan who met the twin dragon swordswoman Liu Yen, at the southern tip of the Qing Empire, at the southern end of the Qing Empire, and recounting all the events of that night, Zhi Yuan was so devastated and started to blame himself, and now it had been three years that the young man had destroyed his own life.

Zhi Yuan sat on a wooden bench on the edge of the path, occasionally glancing towards the ring on his index finger, with a hint of concentration, his eyes staring at the crystal pile of various colors and books belonging to him, with a hint of concentration, and a little silver coin was left, and a broken sword.

"Aahhh, not much has changed, 10 gold coins, 30 silver coins, and an already almost useless sword" the young man muttered, Zhi Yuan stuffed 3 gold coins and all of his silver coins into his money pouch and put them under his black robe.

Zhi Yuan spent his last three years on alcohol and looking for a formidable opponent from either the white or the black circles, the young man had never missed his deadly fight, yet no one was able to kill him, no one was able to kill him, although still in the realm of swordsmen king, but the ability of his eyes to see the energy of the opponent's qi makes always know to act in every death that comes his way.

Zhi Yuan often appears in tournaments to find opponents, make world cultivators talk about him, and it does not take long Zhi Yuan is more famous by the nickname the mad veil, due to his fearless madness passing through the cracks of death were so thin, yet the young man rarely killed his opponents, he was, like his crazy veil just trying to feel the strongest moves of his opponent, and until now no one knows the real name of the Mad Veil.

His left hand took out a small urn tucked away on his waist,

"Little friend, like you've only stayed a little," said Zhi Yuan and took a sip, his right hand squeezing the shal hanging from his neck, there was not the slightest tear from the cloth that always hid two beautiful letters under his left eye.

"I never even felt the play as a child," murmured Zhi Yuan his small smile appeared, the youth was so cold that just a fight with Liu Fang kept him entertained, making him amused, and when his teens were spent in the old woods.

"Thirty-three years are buried, not adding to my experience and mindset, at least my current thinking is like that of a 65-year-old, but I feel like it was just yesterday, not much has changed," inner Zhi Yuan.

"Now that I am in the realm of the eighth level king realm, my bones are already at the level of gold silk bones, it makes me capable of fighting for quite a long time, but how can I?everyone only reached level seven, but I am at level eight, must be his to the realm of legend, "inner Zhi Yuan again.

A woman dressed in black and veiled, darting among the bamboo trees, and several people chasing her, the woman ran with a technique to lighten her body to the west, jumping from branch to branch, although occasionally you have to touch the ground because there is no right branch.

Although in the darkness and under the bamboo forest, but the woman was so agile to move and left her pursuers who were in the realm of expert swordsmen and two in the realm of king swordsmen.

The woman suddenly dropped the black cloth bundle not far from where Zhi Yuan drank the contents of her small urn, which was, seeing his goods fall the woman changed the movement to make her face veil detached by bamboo twigs.

It was like no matter the woman landed near her item, and momentarily stared towards Zhi Yuan.

"This sword really made it difficult for me to move, "the woman's mind, because the sword on her back was stuck in the bamboo twig making her goods fall, and the veil came off.

"There's no time anymore, "the murmur.