The summer town at the foot of Wudang Mountain is the beginning of the South Mountain Road of burning incense, and because it is rumored to be the end of the Qijia Festival, and the proximity to Wudang on Wu, a town that was originally not famous suddenly became lively, and the large and small Taoist temples on Wudang Mountain have long been overcrowded, so the inferior houses of many inns in the summer escape town have been sold at high prices for high-class houses, and the restaurant business is not an exaggeration to describe it as a daily gold fight. ， Some people who came from afar, at first recognized Chi Liangfu, the head of Kuaixue Mountain Villa, on the street, and they would be surprised, and when they entered the restaurant, they were surprised to find that outside the two tables next door, there was a Shaozhuang advocate Chunlin of Youyan Villa, and then I heard that there were many fairies sitting on the Jiangnan Dao Drum Platform upstairs, and then saw the Liaodong Rosewood Monk who strode into one of the sixteen scattered immortals, and the visitors were completely numb.
It's like a cabbage on a rotten street, it's hard to see it or not.
A small summer town, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.
So at this time, no matter what kind of young handsome man with a sect background, no one dares to speak loudly, I am afraid that if I accidentally spit on the ground, it will splash on the clothes of a certain martial arts master, then I really can't eat and go around, this is by no means alarmist, before the fish and dragon gang gave a message to the martial arts colleagues, and the exchange in Beiliang Road is not hindered, but it is not allowed to fight and hurt people due to personal grudges, otherwise once discovered, The Xu Jiatie cavalry in the territory did not forgive the two poor eggs who touched the head in the first half of the year, because someone glanced at the adjacent table when he ate, and the two sides drew their knives against each other without saying a word, one person was seriously injured on the spot, and the other person walked away arrogantly, as a result, the latter was strangled by the local cavalry in only a stick of incense, and the head was hung in the downtown to show the public, which made people understand a truth, walking the rivers and lakes, especially the Beiliang rivers and lakes that had been wandering outside the Central Plains, don't look at it blindly, let alone do it indiscriminately, it will kill people.
In particular, many martial arts heroes made a special trip to join in the fun, and witnessed the unique cavalry pursuit, the famous master of light skills, was killed under a charge of the two hundred horsemen in Beiliang, what water floating grass flying, what three-grade martial arts physique, in the face of well-trained light crossbow fire, there is no power to fight back, the frontal charge of the Beiliang cavalry, the peripheral loitering, the fast horse interception, in one go, in contrast, the Central Plains over there the government to catch fast and the green forest heroes, like a shrew scratching people flirting and scolding, Worlds apart.
There is a tea stall on the side of Guanjia Avenue outside the town, it is noon, the tea stall sells Wudang's famous Dingshen herbal tea soup, plus the fragrant Chunxiao cake, the business is booming, the roadside Huailiu stands full of high-headed horses who rest with the master, six or seven grease tables are full of foreign tea guests, everyone is very popular, it is obvious that they are all the Jianghu people who come to Wudang on martial arts, two tables are sitting around eight young women who have put musical instruments such as guzheng, gonghou, and thunder in front of them, and a table sits on a young man who does not carry weapons, and his eyes are shining, sitting majestic, at a glance is a foreign boxing master who entered the room, a table of young people each have a white gun on their backs, although it is a wooden gun for daily practice, but the style of the wooden gun for four people is completely different, there are relatively cumbersome crow neck guns, there are simple lines of cone guns, Dashu pen guns and Dongyue split horse guns, if it is not the kind of pretending to be ghosts when they are full of food and support, then these four young people with guns must be famous.
These four tables are generally surrounded by stars and moons around the "main table" in the center, sitting three people who seem to have a huge age difference, the young woman wears a crystal clear green jade flute on her waist, graceful and moving, the man with slightly frosty temples is carrying two cloth bags, and the middle-aged man is short, a head shorter than the former, but his expression is looking forward to being proud.
The other two tables are probably outsiders to the five tables, and their locations are relatively close to the road, and once a convoy of horses passes by and the dust is flying, I don't know whether to drink tea or eat ashes.
At this time, a carriage slowly stopped, there were three knights as carriage attendants, the young groom turned around and lifted the curtain, and a handsome man in white clothes bent down in the carriage, habitually squinting, vaguely seeing the outline of the summer town, after whispering, the man returned to the carriage, the young groom jumped out of the carriage, took the reins of the horse from the hand of a servant, and the servant took over as a groom, and the carriage continued to drive towards the town.
Only one of the three servants followed the young groom to stay in place, a young woman with a saber at her waist, and her face was outstanding, but unfortunately her face was gloomy and cold, and her demeanor was much less white.
It was probably the young man and woman of the servants of a large family who led the horses to the tea stall, and it happened that there were two men and women of their age who walked back from the distant riverside, the woman carried a pipa wrapped in the Xishu pattern brocade set, with thin lips and a small mouth, graceful and charming, but the man who walked together was too inferior, with a rather evil toad face, he was too young and old, and when he laughed, he didn't look like a handsome man in the rivers and lakes, and belonged to the kind of role that would be regarded as a flower thief by the city gate guards even if there were good people.
When two pairs of young men and women walked to the tea stall at the same time, the toad's small eyes were dripping and turning, and he looked fiercely at the woman behind the groom with a saber, this benevolent brother who already had meat in the bowl was obviously not very satisfied, and stared at the meat in the pot, but because the beauty was on the side, he was embarrassed to show his too ugly appearance, so he didn't come forward to talk to him after all.
When he found that the strange woman cast a cold look, he grinned slightly, raised his eyebrows, and then noticed that she actually held the handle of the knife with one hand, and he was even more happy, yo, it was still a rouge horse, if it was in the past, he was the best bite, and couldn't help but habitually stick out his tongue and lick his lips.
This action provoked a sneer from the woman with the saber, and the toad face didn't think it was so strange, but the three people at the middle table almost held their breath at the same time, like two tigers meeting in a mountain, and the short man said in a deep voice: "Changfeng, come back" At the same time, the young man who had previously served as a groom also stopped and patted the woman next to him on the shoulder, who was suddenly restrained and murderous.
The toad's face was full of suddenness, and he walked to the elder's table with the woman with her thin lips, who was particularly impressive.
A table of guests who happened to be close to the official road checked out and left, and the man and woman sat down with the situation, and only two large bowls of calming soup were served.
The woman with the saber lowered her voice and said: "That woman with a good face is Lu Jiejun, the sect master of the Ethereal Peak of Huainan Province, a second-grade grandmaster cultivator, for some reason, she has a deep relationship with the qi practitioners of the Northern School, and she is able to bear two kinds of Finger Mystery Powers, and now she is good friends with Daxueping of Huishan Mountain, and she has a good relationship with the Liyang Criminal Department.
The man who spoke just now is called Feng Zongxi, and the spy report of the water room recorded that this person was once in the last years of Yonghui, defeated in the hands of the martial emperor Chenglin boxing method, and fought for more than 40 rounds.
As for the man carrying the gun bag, it is speculated from the bags of him and his accompanying disciples that most of them are Li Houzhong, one of the twelve leaders of the auspicious talisman, and he is also one of the saints of the Quartet. ” The man at the same table is Xu Fengnian, who escorted Bai Yu out of Qingcang City in Liuzhou to escape from the summer town, Mr.
Bai Lian and Li Beware, a white-clothed monk of the Liangzen Temple, had played a sharp role in the once-in-a-decade debate on Buddhism and Taoism in Longhu Mountain, and his friend Qi Xianxia, who had just gotten the news, had also gone to Liang with Chai Qingshan, the sword pond in Dongyue, so this Wudang discussion was not to be missed.
Xu Fengnian, who had his back to the person at the table, snorted, and said softly: "Although it is much worse than Xu Yanbing, it should be almost the same as Han Laoshan's cultivation, and the number of paths is also the same. ” The woman who became the head of the B-shaped room of the water room with Mi Fengjie said indifferently: "I only know that I can definitely kill him." ” Xu Fengnian smiled dumbly, "What is there to be proud of in the loss-making transaction of exchanging lives for lives." ” Fan Xiaochai was silent.
Xu Fengnian glanced at the young man in green shirt who occupied a table not far away, "There is no file of this person in the water room."
Fan Xiaochai was stunned for a moment, shook his head and said, "No." ” Xu Fengnian explained: "Tai'an City Qi Jiajie and Beimang sword qi close to Huang Qing, as well as Emperor Wu City's road to seek art, when encountering a sworn enemy, they are all full of sword energy, most of the swordsmen in the world are like this, the sword qi is far heavier than the sword intent, even if it is not obvious after returning to the basics, but once it is shot, it will be unobstructed, only a very small number of swordsmen will be in high spirits, that is, the so-called natural sword embryo, this rare genius, as long as it is enlightened, plus a little luck, can often achieve the achievements of land sword immortals." , Looking at the rivers and lakes before the Spring and Autumn Period, the leaders of the past dynasties are not like this. ” Fan Xiaochai looked at the young man who was not amazing from the corner of his eye, and frowned, "He too" Xu Fengnian nodded and said, "With so many kendo masters gone over the years, naturally there will be people who will rise up at the right time.
For example, Gu Jiantang and Lu Xuanlang in Southern Xinjiang died suddenly, and it will only take about five or six years for someone to make a splash. ” Fan Xiaochai's eyes were strange, and he glanced at the young vassal king who still had a cool knife hanging from his waist.
If you, the great martial arts master who wields the sword, die, who will bring that surging grace like the Guangling River?
It is the three apprentices of Wang Sheng, Yu Dilong and Lu Yunchang It was still the woman surnamed Jiang who was also a sword embryo to help her become a land immortal in one step Xu Fengnian, who guessed her thoughts, glared at her fiercely.
Fan Xiaochai drank tea and soup with a bowl in one hand, and the hand under the table pressed the handle of the knife and rubbed it carefully.
Qianqianyu's hand, which used to be ten fingers that did not touch the spring water, is now holding a murderous and blood-drinking knife.
Fan Xiaochai suddenly asked: "I really don't climb the mountain" Xu Fengnian, who looked a little strange, shook his head and said, "I'll forget it, but if you want to join in the fun, you don't have to go with me to refuse Beicheng, I'll help you say hello over there."
I think you might as well go to Wudang Mountain, after all, this kind of grand occasion may not be seen in the future. ” Fan Xiaochai smiled: "No matter how high Wudang Mountain is, it is as high as you" Xu Fengnian rolled his eyes and said: "No matter how much you shoot, it's useless, even if I die young, I won't transfer my luck to you." ” Fan Xiaochai laughed at it, and after drinking the bowl of calming soup, she really felt a little calm.
Fan Xiaochai suddenly clenched the handle of the knife, and his momentum was vigorous.
The undisguised rich murderous aura was felt even by the toad face in the distance.
This is the style of Fan Xiaochai, the big crotch head of the water house, she wants to kill, she has always been above board, regardless of victory or defeat, only life and death.
The young swordsman, who she couldn't see through, got up and walked over to them with a tea bowl, and sat down unceremoniously, looking at the young vassal king.
Xu Fengnian smiled and didn't speak, not caring about the unknown swordsman's presumptuous disturbance.
After the man sat down, his expression was solemn, and he said seriously: "I didn't expect that there is a man as handsome as me in the world, and I am fortunate to meet him." ” Fan Xiaochai couldn't help twitching the corners of her mouth, she had seen a shameless one, she had never seen such a shameless one in her life.
Then the man turned his head to stare at Fan Xiaochai, "The girl's knife is good, and the knife technique is better, but it's a pity that the knife is not satisfactory." ” Fan Xiaochai smiled, "Oh" The man lifted the tea bowl in his hand, like a teacher in a private school, and said with a glance: "My hometown, rich in a kind of blue and white hand cup that everyone loves beautifully, hold it in the hand, the slightly outward skimming cup edge is just pressed on the edge of the hand, the size is moderate, and it fits the hand steadily, so it has the reputation of pressing the hand, no matter drinking tea and drinking, you can iron the woman's body."
On the other hand, the girl's congenital physique is not outstanding, just by virtue of the family history or the background of the sect, she has a thorough understanding, and she has today's cultivation by virtue of her open-mindedness, but in the long run, she will inevitably hurt her body. ” Fan Xiaochai put down a sentence in a flat tone: "You are my father" The man thought for a while, and said calmly: "Naturally not, but I can be the girl's husband." ” Xu Fengnian, who drank tea much slower than Fan Xiaochai, almost squirted out after hearing this.
Fan Xiaochai smiled slightly, as if he was not annoyed by the prodigal words of this disciple, but the knife was more than an inch out of the sheath.
The man had been carrying a bowl in his right hand and resting his left hand on his knee at the bottom of the table, when his left hand was suddenly raised high.
It's clearly just an ordinary action that is understated, but it actually makes the killer of the murderous head of the water room numb in an instant, giving birth to an absurd illusion.
When the knife is unsheathed, it is death: