A sword broke through the sky and landed on the street in front of the mansion.
Like the rainbow light of the sword energy dragged out by the comet, the trajectory that broke through the boundary and entered this place has not dissipated for a long time, just like a dazzling ray of sunlight shining through the window into the lifeless house.
The white donkey is like meeting an old friend in a foreign land, spreading its hooves and running in circles.
The wedding ghost was obviously a little stunned. As the owner of this landscape, she felt the power of a sword more clearly than anyone else. The mountain roots shook and the water vapor boiled. If she hadn't enveloped it with Qi, In the mansion behind me, I am afraid that half of the nearly a thousand lanterns in the mansion will be extinguished in one go.
The female ghost was shocked and angry. She was not looking at the place where the flying sword landed, but staring at the gap that could not be repaired in the gloomy sky. At the same time, the surface of the bright red wedding dress seeped out. Beads of blood came out one after another, like water drops rolling away on the lotus leaf, and finally there were more and more, forming one after another.
The female ghost waved her sleeves, raised her head and roared: "Those who trespass here will die! The brave swordsman, I will take off your head and plant it in the garden, and let you live for ten years and a hundred years!"
p>There was loud laughter coming from a very far distance, and finally the sound was condensed on the flying sword on the ground. Not only was the voice warm and mellow, it also had a unique charm, like the children of the aristocratic family said that the wind, flowers, snow and moon made people feel like a spring breeze. The feeling, but in the words, he did not hide his soaring pride, "Girl, wait a moment, the physical body is not completely stable, and it can't match the speed of the flying sword, but I don't know what the scenery of the girl's garden is like..."
"The place is not big, and the scenery is not very good. It is enough to plant a head!"
The originally pale face of the wedding ghost turned into an increasingly gloomy blue-purple color. With a ferocious smile, from the big sleeves of her wedding dress, two scarlet streams rushed towards the gap in the sky and rolled away.
Someone said loudly: "The sword retreats!"
The heavy sky shook violently.
The two streams of blood flowed upward and gathered at the gap. In an instant, they exploded in all directions on the dome of the small world. It was like a bloody rain of blood. The female ghost's body trembled. Gently shake your sleeves, and countless raindrops return to your sleeves.
A young man in a white robe descended from the sky, with a white aura lingering all over his body, like the mist of a large lake or the strong wind on a mountain top. The man tied his hair without a hairpin and a crown, and held his hands together to form a sword. , there is a majestic sword energy as thick as a strong green arm all over his body, it is as bright and dazzling as the white dragon surrounding it, swimming rapidly. Once the foul aura and scarlet blood encounter this sword energy, they will dissipate instantly.
Looking at the handsome man who was not yet 30 years old, he floated between Chen Ping'an and his party and the ghost in the wedding dress. The flying sword on the ground swiped towards the man's side, the tip of the sword pointed straight at him. The plaque on the gate of the mansion reads "Beautiful water and high wind".
The man put away his two fingers, and the abundant sword energy that was as solid as substance paused for a moment. The man turned his head and looked around, and saw the little girl in a red cotton coat carrying a small bookcase. The man was suddenly stunned and remembered. It occurred to me that there was an old object that I had depended on for many years, but it no longer belonged to me. Then I smiled casually and waved my hand, and Li Baoping's green bamboo bookcase shook slightly.After a moment, the small silver gourd hidden inside shook slightly, and a flying sword no more than two inches long and completely white swept out of the sword-raising gourd. The sword energy reluctantly got into the flying sword, and the flying sword Then it hurriedly glanced at the man's eyebrows and disappeared in a flash. < /p>
The white donkey stepped on its brisk hooves and ran to the man's side, rubbing its head affectionately on the man's shoulder.
The man smiled and stretched out his hand, stroking the white donkey's head, "Old man, I haven't seen you for a long time. I really miss you."
The gap in the sky was opened by the man. It has been slowly closed, but it has consumed a lot of landscape spiritual energy. In a short period of time, at least fifty years of accumulated wealth has been swept away, and it has all turned into useless turbidity.
The wedding ghost regained her composure and sneered: "The sword, the sword energy released from the outside, and the flying sword are all more powerful than the others. What a land swordsman with outstanding grace. You must not be Da Li." "Ren's name?"
The man who was born as a swordsman smiled and said: "It's just a duckweed without roots, and the name is not worth mentioning."
After the man said this. , instead of turning his head, he turned around openly and left his back to the wedding ghost, the land swordsman who had just come out of seclusion, and said warmly: "I am half a friend of A Liang , well, only half, half is his disciple, but it’s a pity that A Liang doesn’t want to admit it, saying that my temperament is too pedantic and my actions are too soft, so I can never draw the sword fast enough. If he accepts me as his disciple, he can’t afford to lose face. . I came all the way here because I felt something strange about the old man and Yang Jian Huli. I would like to ask, where are you from Aliang?"
Chen Ping'an explained: "We He is also a friend of A Liang. The gourd was given to Li Baoping by A Liang, and the donkey was taken care of by Li Huai. As for A Liang’s whereabouts, I believe you will hear about it later. ”
Compared. The Married Woman Ghost, this land swordsman who claims to be A Liang’s friend, Li Huai, who has always had weird thoughts in his mind, is not unfamiliar with this person at all. In the eyes of the child, A Liang’s friend is not Li Huai. friends? As for whether you are a god or not, is it more important than being a friend?
It was just the incident on the Xiuhua River ferry that made Li Huai afraid of well ropes after being bitten by a snake for ten years. He did not dare to speak casually, and just kept winking at the white donkey.
The young swordsman listened carefully to the words of the straw-shoe boy, and then nodded: "I generally understand."
Almost everyone noticed the ground shaking slightly, like an ao The fish turned over and the mountain collapsed. The bride's ghost's face changed drastically. Just when she was about to leave, she found that she was nailed to death by a flying sword of her own destiny. The snow-white flying sword had already hovered at some unknown time. Three feet above her head.
The wedding ghost was filled with anger and shouted angrily: "Han Langzhong, the embroidered river god, you two just don't care?! If the Yin God really interrupts the roots of this place, all the way northGo, not only the three major rivers including Xiuhua, but also the Qidun Mountain, Tiefu River, and Longxu River in the north. Which one can survive and not be affected? ! "
There was an old man holding a big red lantern, standing in the air outside the sky, and sneered: "Where did Mrs. Chu's previous momentum go. ”
The female ghost’s face darkened.
Beside the old man, stood a military general wearing armor and a green snake wrapped around his arm. He came out to smooth things over, lest the doctor of the Ministry of Rites break up and Mrs. Chu broke her face and ruined Da Li's luck, and said in a deep voice: "Mrs. Chu, Mr. Han and I can dissuade the Yin God from interrupting the mountain root, but we also hope that Mrs. Chu, you will not do anything again in the future. Any extreme words or deeds.
The ghost girl in wedding dress smiled sweetly and said: "If I want to compete with this master swordsman to learn Taoism and swordsmanship, would it be considered excessive?" "
Mr. Han laughed angrily, "What a bodhisattva-hearted lady! I, Mr. Han, have learned a lesson today, good, good! Our Dali Department of Rites will definitely repay you in the future!
The female ghost sneered and said: "What about a young man who talks wild words and scares children?" Only when you become the Minister of Rites of Dali will you be qualified to give advice on my concubine. ”
The green snake on the arm of the River God quickly spit out the message, and the white mist burst out. He was obviously more familiar with the officialdom of Dali and the future trend than the isolated wedding ghost, and his face was pale. Yue said: "Mrs. Chu! "
The ghost in wedding dress covered her mouth with one hand and smiled sweetly. She held up her dress with the other hand and said a blessing from the side, "I just want to make amends to Mr. Han. ”
The old man holding the lantern was so angry that his lips were livid, but he still said nothing. Everything focused on the overall stability of the situation in the Dali Mountains and Rivers.
If this were not the case, with this How could the Dali Ministry of Rites choose to turn a blind eye to the brutal behavior of Mrs. Chu who wantonly killed passing scholars for decades?
But then again, the old man never thought that the Dali court would do it? Wrong.
The hegemony of mountains and rivers lasts forever.
What does it matter if he is innocent and unfortunate?
What does it matter if he is not a Dali official? , it is not the doctor of the Ministry of Rites who is responsible for contacting and recruiting Qi practitioners. According to his temperament, as a disciple of Confucianism, he will definitely take action, even if both sides lose. However, the old man has gradually reached the high position he is today, and has seen countless things at every turn. Fighting on the battlefield with tens of thousands of casualties, seeing the names of the high-rise mansions in the capital city of Li being changed, witnessing assassinations of dead men from other countries flying into the flames, seeing two gods on the mountain fighting each other, The tragic situation has affected hundreds of people at the foot of the mountain.
In his position, he is no longer the sage who studied hard and knew nothing. The Hanshi scholar who read the truth became a scholar.
He even personally killed the warrior knights who acted righteously when they saw injustice and just sought revenge from the gods on the mountain.
Before he died of serious injuries, the man cursed loudly, saying that such a big Li was really ridiculous and called him a lackey of the mountain god.
He.Tell that person calmly, maybe thirty or fifty years later, there will definitely come a day when there will no longer be a wasted death like yours in Dali. The chivalrous warrior spat blood on his face before he died.
Is there any simple thing that can be done across the board?
The old man with a lantern in hand and a complicated mind looked to the north. For some reason, his master was not in a hurry to show up and take action.
The young swordsman ignored Mrs. Chu and Dr. Li. As for the water god Yin Shen, he was too lazy to care. He just turned around again and faced the wedding ghost who was shocked by his flying sword, and smiled. Asked: "Do you want to compete with me in swordsmanship?"
The wedding ghost said with a smile: "If you ask me to stop, I am willing. After all, you are as young as the Master, a land swordsman." , I have never seen this before."
The young swordsman waved his hand, and the white donkey hurried back to Li Huai. The man reached out to the sword hanging by his side and nodded: "Okay."< /p>
The ghost in the wedding dress narrowed her eyes, "Oh? Master, are you serious?"
After the young swordsman held the hilt of the sword, he whispered: "The name of the sword is Gao Zhu."
Cut it down with a single sword.
But it changed the color of the world and made this small world with deep twilight suddenly shine brightly.
The sword energy instantly struck the female ghost head-on.
The panicked wedding ghost could only raise her hands to cover her face, and her wide sleeves covered her whole body.
The female ghost was cut into two pieces on the spot.
The wail of Mrs. Chu resounded through the street and the magnificent mansion behind her.
The servants and maids stood there in a daze, and began to bleed from their orifices. Some of them collapsed directly to the ground and turned into a pool of pus.
In the mansion, there was a lady who was learning female beauty, and she pierced her arm one by one without knowing it. There were guards who were practicing martial arts standing on the spot, punching each other and smashing each other's heads. Even if most of the heads were broken, the movements did not stop.
The female ghost hurriedly rushed towards the gate of the mansion, and her body was cut into two halves, with countless red threads connecting them. The scene was like a lotus root being cut off, and it was quickly joining together in the air.
The young swordsman said calmly: "Come again."
With a single stroke of his sword.
The sword light stretched out in the air, like sparkling water.
The female ghost in wedding clothes is like a "beauty emerging from the bath", blocked by this water.
The wedding dress fell softly to the top of the steps.
The female ghost turned into billowing smoke and flew into the golden plaque, and blood continued to fall to the ground. A painful and ferocious female face protruded from the surface of the plaque from time to time, and a cry for mercy came out: "Sword "Please forgive me!"
The young swordsman struck twice with just two swords, splitting the soul of the arrogant wedding girl into four parts, and had to return to the small world where this place was entrusted." Only with the plaque inscribed "Mountain Roots and Water Sources" can we survive. There is a common saying in the world, "Send it under someone else's roof". In fact, it has long beenA part of the secret was revealed. Under the eaves of ordinary people, whether it is a beam or a plaque, there is often a lot of mystery.
Lin Shouyi's mind wavered. No wonder A Liang said that among the Qi practitioners in the world, those who use swords to cultivate their mind are the most unrestrained, the most lethal, and the most unreasonable. It's a pity that Lin Shouyi has good cultivation aptitude, but is not suitable for sword cultivation. Lin Shouyi was a little regretful, but he soon strengthened his Taoism. Wouldn't it be better if he could defeat the land swordsman with his swordsmanship and divine power in the future by relying on the Taoism of Heaven? However, Lin Shouyi knew very well that the person in front of him was probably the legendary Qi Practitioner of the Upper Five Realms. If pure martial arts other than Qi Practitioners were always inferior to Qi Practitioners, then among the Qi Practitioners, Sword cultivators have always been one level above other Qi practitioners.
The reason is simple. No one wants to fight with a master swordsman.
According to legend, someone once calculated that among the qigong practitioners who interrupted the enemy's Changsheng Bridge, there was no doubt that swordsmen were the most skilled, accounting for one-third. They were even better than the military strategists who were decisive in killing and unconcerned with cause and effect. Monks, you must know that there are thousands of paths to practice, and each path has its own destiny. There are hundreds of schools of thought, side schools, and so on. Sword cultivation is just one of them.
Chen Pingan's thoughts are not as complicated as Lin Shouyi's. He is just thinking about one thing. It turns out that swords can be used in this way.
The young swordsman put one hand behind his back and held the long sword in his hand. He smiled and said: "It's only three things. Mrs. Chu should take another sword from me, right?"
A figure quietly Silently, he appeared under the plaque. It was a man of the same age, but his appearance was not shocking. He had a horizontal sword behind his waist. He said slowly: "Fengxue Temple Wei and Jin, that's all."
The white-clothed swordsman smiled and said: "The Wei and Jin Dynasties are the right ones for the Immortal Platform."
Without any more words, the land swordsman who claimed to have not yet stabilized his realm swung his sword again.
The young swordsman opposite had no expression on his face. He stretched out his hand to hold the hilt of his sword, slowly pulled it out an inch, and then stopped unsheathing the sword.
But between the two sword cultivators, a small and cute mountain range appeared. It was winding and hung horizontally in the sky.
The young swordsman Wei Jin cut off the mountain range with one sword, but there was not much energy left in the sword, so he did not continue to use the sword reluctantly.
Thousands of miles away, there is a mountain range that stretches for hundreds of miles, and a huge canyon breaks out from the highest point, like an immortal sword slashing out.