I'm only one year old, what the hell is the counterattack system?

Chapter 40: Effort is useless, you have to fight hard
into the night.

Hexi Prefecture, located on the western frontier of the Wei Dynasty and adjacent to the Buddhist Kingdom of Western Land, was not as sparsely populated and poor as the people of Kyoto Prefecture said.

Instead, it has the beauty of an exotic country that is different from the inland.

Here is the majestic Hatta Palace.

The palaces occupying two mountain peaks were both built with thousand-year-old iron wood from the deep mountains of Nanman.

There is a Tianchi Lake that is as clear as a mirror, and from time to time you can enjoy the magnificent scenery of water flooding Jinshan Mountain.

There is also Wuliang Mountain, the number one mountain in Taoism.

Even in the darkness of night, the magnificent temple built on the top of the mountain in the clouds is still radiant and dazzling, like a fairyland on earth.

And in a place that was out of reach of the temple, deep in the mountains that stretched for thousands of miles, a young child's voice that sounded exhausted could be heard intermittently.

"Still, still, there's still a hundred feet left..."

"Fifty feet!"

"thirty!"

As the voice slowly moved from the foot of the mountain to the top, the moonlight gradually illuminated his figure.

It was Chen Yuan who had already worshipped at Wuliang Mountain.

"finished!"

Chen Yuan stood on the top of the mountain and looked down. He then dragged his tired body to lean against a tree, gasping for breath.

Although it was a not-so-steep cliff with footholds, the six-hour climb had almost exhausted all his strength.

"Isn't this okay?"

At this time, a hoarse voice came from not far away.

Then the owner of the voice was seen walking towards me slowly, limping, wearing a black short coat.

It can be vaguely seen that he is a middle-aged man with a square face, thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a stylish and full mouth and nose.

If you ignore his crippled legs, he can be described as handsome.

However, in the darkness of the night, that figure looked like a flickering ghost, gloomy and terrifying.

"Let it go, just come over here!"

Chen Yuan gritted his teeth and supported himself on the tree trunk with one hand. Although he was short and thin, he still stood straight and stubborn.

The lame man opened his mouth, revealing a sinister smile that was very inconsistent with his handsome appearance.

"That was only your second brother Chen Yi's portion."

"Don't forget that you have a brother named Chen Fan, right?"

"Just tell me directly, what do you want me to do!" Chen Yuan glared at him fiercely.

The lame man was stunned for a moment, then he smiled and clapped.

"Very good expression, that's it, it should be like this hahaha..."

He laughed like a madman and shouted:
"If you want to inherit my 'Absolute Blade' mantle, hard work and diligence are useless. You must fight hard!"

"Now take up your knife and strike it five thousand times before daybreak."

"If you complete it, just like before, I will ask the old marquis not to attack your third brother."

"If it doesn't work, then I will..."

However, before he could finish his words, Chen Yuan had already picked up the knife beside him and started chopping with his back to him.

"one two Three……"

While swinging his sword, Chen Yuan counted with gritted teeth.

Even though he was exhausted and physically exhausted, he still gritted his teeth and persevered.

Each knife was raised high and dropped heavily, slowly and powerfully.

"Ah!"

The lame man's crazy laughter froze. Looking at his back as he swung the knife, the dead silence in my heart began to ripple.

He is a loyal fool...

Unfortunately, the Absolute Blade was able to stand out among the many inheritances of Wuliang Mountain, and even surpassed the Heaven-Flipping Dao and the Sea-Fulling Dao in some aspects.

What he relies on is not friendship, but ruthlessness!

After watching for a while, the lame man seemed to hear some noise and frowned unhappily.

Then it turned into a shadow and disappeared.

Noticing his departure, Chen Yuan paused in swinging his sword, then continued swinging it.

He learned a lot during those three months in the dungeon.

In addition to being ferocious, what made him realize more deeply was that it is useless to rely on others, you have to rely on yourself!

Especially after experiencing many enlightenments during this period, he became more determined on this point.

But regarding the threat that person just mentioned...

Chen Yuan didn't dare to gamble. Even if there was only a slight possibility, he would not give up.

Second brother, hehe, I, the big brother, am very awesome!
……

On the hill opposite Chen Yuan, Chen Kuang, the old butler of Jingye Marquis Mansion, stood behind a tree, looking at the secret letter in his hand in the moonlight.

"The Marquis has been summoned to the hunting ground by His Majesty and will not be back until the Mid-Autumn Festival."

"The second son of Lord Chen is extremely gifted in swordsmanship. Do you want to change the plan at Taixu Dao?"

After reading the contents, Chen Yan casually broke the secret letter into pieces and scattered them, looking at Chen Yuan who was wielding a knife opposite him.

Kill Chen Yi...? Before he could think about it, the figure of the lame man quietly appeared behind him.

"Chen Ke, you haven't left Wuliang Mountain yet?"

The old butler's face was very calm. He didn't seem surprised that he would come over. He asked in a calm tone:
"how is he?"

The lame man looked in the direction he was looking and snorted, "The disciple I accept must be a top genius."

"That's good."

Having said that, Chen Ken put his hands into his sleeves, turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait," the lame man stretched out his hand to stop him, "answer me two questions."

Shen Kuang glanced at him, his expression still calm.

"Yan Hai, you know, I've always kept my mouth shut."

"Strict?" The lame man laughed sarcastically, "Why don't you wait until I get those scouts to be witnesses, and then you tell me?"

rub!
As soon as he finished speaking, a gust of wind from a knife passed by his ear.

boom--

Then dozens of thick trees flew up and fell to the ground with a loud bang.

It broke the tranquility of the mountains at night.

But Yan Hai seemed not to notice it, gently wiped the blood from his ear, and sneered: "After many years, your sword skills are still so fragile."

"It's enough to kill you."

"I want to know, does he have a grudge against the old marquis?" Yan Hai asked with a gloomy face, his eyes twitching.

Shen Yan was silent for a moment, then replied, "Great-grandson."

"Then why did he..."

"Some people are luckier than him, so this is his fate!"

After saying that, Chen Yan walked away.

Just two questions, no more than one.

In the darkness of the night, Yan Hai looked at his receding figure, and the expression on his face instantly calmed down, as if his previous ferocity and madness were all an illusion.

But I felt even more confused.

"What exactly is the plan of that Jingye Hou?"

"They didn't even let his great-grandson go?"

As for those scouts, judging from their hiding methods, they seem to be from the north.

Men of Wu'an Hou Chen Taiping?

Yan Hai thought for a while and couldn't help getting angry.

"Damn it, it's those people in Kyoto Prefecture who know how to have fun."

"We are all aristocratic families that have existed for thousands of years. It is not pleasant at all to fight secretly like this!"

And Chen Ke, who is seriously ill...

Thinking of him, Yan Hai's face became even gloomier.

Just wait, I will let my apprentice hack you to death!
……

Inside the Wu'an Marquis Mansion.

After the hot summer, a breeze blows through the Fanghua Garden, accompanied by the croaking of frogs and the chirping of cicadas, bringing a bit of tranquility in the coolness.

Chen Yi sat in the rocking chair in the courtyard, looking at the night sky thoughtfully.

Ever since hearing the news about Chen Yuan from Xia Wanwan and Zhou Wanyi, Chen Yi has been feeling a little uneasy.

He always felt that something bad was going to happen or was happening.

This feeling came out of nowhere, and I wasn't mentally prepared like I had been in the previous few encounters.

However, no matter how hard Chen Yi thought, he couldn't figure out what was wrong.

Boss?

He has already entered Wuliang Mountain. Even if this news arrived two months later than Chen Taiping's letter, nothing should have happened.

Dad?

Less likely.

As the chief officer stationed at Beixiong Pass, if anything happened to Chen Taiping, the Kyoto Prefecture would have received the news long ago.

Who would that be?
Chen Yi thought about the people and things around him, and ultimately could only attribute it to wild imagination.

"It seems that I have developed a lingering attachment to Kyoto Prefecture and everything in Wu'an Marquis's Mansion."

"I didn't feel that way before, but now that I have to leave here and go to Taixu Dao Sect, I feel a little reluctant."

Chen Yi looked up at the starry sky and muttered to himself.

Thinking back to the nearly four years since he came to Tianyuan Continent, he no longer had the feeling of being in a dream.

Whether it is Xia Wanwan, who appears strong on the outside but is weak on the inside, or Chen Taiping, Chen Yuan, Lin Xueru, Du Yanqing from Xingwu Academy and others, they have all left a mark in his mind.

They are no longer familiar strangers, but flesh-and-blood people, part of his life journey.

It is also proof that he has completely integrated into this world.

After being in a daze for a long time, Chen Yi came back to his senses and a smile appeared on his little face.

"Just walk around the mansion these few days and spend more time with mother..."

(End of this chapter)