Chapter 337 Conflict in the Mountains
The mountain road is long and rugged.
Although there is no carriage, there are cattle and cattle.
Yelu Miaomiao and Qu Hongling were tired of walking, so they simply sat on the backs of cows and enjoyed the scenery along the way.
This makes the little book boy envious.
The little book boy originally wanted to squeeze in with the two fairy sisters and sit on the back of the cow for a ride, but Yelu Miaomiao kicked him off and followed Fang Ziheng in despair.
Looking at the energetic Niu Niu, Jiang Shou was very puzzled.
Why has this bull demon been away from the zodiac chart for so long and nothing happened?
Zhushu almost ended up outside because he had been away for too long.
Did this cow eat something secretly?
Or is it the reason for the mutation?
It's a pity that this stupid cow can't speak human language except for "moo", and Jiang Shouzhong can't ask anything.
Seeing that Dugu Luoxue was silent all the way, seemingly worried, Jiang Shouzhong slowed down, walked side by side with him, and asked: "Master, we have reached Zhenxuan Mountain safely, what are you still worried about?"
“Not good.”
“What?”
Dugu Luoxue looked at Zhenxuan Mountain with her pure eyes, and said softly: "I did a fortune telling, but it's not good."
Jiang Shouzhong looked at the woman with a surprised look on his face, "Master, you can also tell fortunes?"< br>
Dugu Luoxue said: "They are all deceptive tricks."
The man suddenly looked strange, "Then you still believe it?"
The woman smiled sweetly, like the spring breeze blowing by. , "Hexagrams are in people's hearts. Good hexagrams will naturally make you feel good, and bad hexagrams will naturally make you worried. Even if it is a trick to deceive people, you must pay attention to a mood."
Jiang Shouzhong stretched out his thumb and said, "It's transparent."
The man suddenly took the woman's jade hand, opened her five slender fingers, pointed at the joints, and muttered in his mouth. What are you wearing?
Dugu Luoxue's heart suddenly trembled when the man grabbed her hand.
She subconsciously wanted to pull away, but seeing that the other party was not deliberately taking advantage, she endured the discomfort and allowed the other party to toss her.
It is said that ten fingers connect the heart.
The fingertips are the most sensitive.
The most intimate thing between everyday couples is intertwining fingers and holding hands.
At this moment, feeling the touch and warmth from the man on his fingertips made Dugu Luoxue, who was already polluted in the Taoist field and struggled to support his broken Taoist heart, very uncomfortable.
It was like a cluster of fire burning in the body, instantly burning catkins all over the body.
She took a slight step forward quietly.
The rubbing between her legs allowed her to take a breath and not make her feel uncomfortable.
Fortunately, Jiang Shouzhong ended his action quickly and said with a smile: "This is a divination technique from my hometown. I calculated good luck, so don't worry, we will be fine soon." It went smoothly."
Dugu Luoxue pulled back her jade hand and said with a smile: "That's good, Master, it's true."
Jiang Shouzhong. Said seriously.
The faint sunlight coming from Zhenxuan Mountain reflected the warm and sunny smile on the man's face, like a warm-colored painting, which made Dugu Luoxue feel momentarily absent-minded.
The woman's heart trembled.
At this moment, it was as if a hair had fallen into the woman's heart.
Although it didn’t create much ripples, it always left a mark.
Dugu Luoxue looked at the blurred light and shadow outline of the man's side face, and instinctively wanted to reach out to touch it, but when she reached halfway, she suddenly woke up and straightened her hair.
The woman's heartbeat accelerated a little.
She didn’t understand what was going on, maybe it was her inner demons at work.
The white jade dimples also glowed with a faint and touching blush.
Dugu Luoxue tried her best to suppress her emotions and looked at the man's warm smile again, but her mood calmed down inexplicably.
“Well, I believe there will be good luck.”
Dugu Luoxue said softly.
Seeing that the woman was no longer perfunctory, Jiang Shouzhong smiled and said:
"So, since the hexagram comes from the heart, as long as you think more about good things, it will naturally be good. Master, that's it. Not considered as a disciple, I taught you, this lady, a lesson?”
“Poor talk.”
Dugu Luoxue tapped the other party’s chestnut.
It's impossible to distinguish this eloquent disciple by talking about Taoism, let alone this kind of fallacy.
Jiang Shouzhong scratched his head and smiled.
......
After about an hour, everyone finally arrived at the gate of Zhenxuan Mountain.
Qu Hongling, who has a good impression of Zhenxuan Mountain, couldn't help but complain: "Even if you hide in the mountain to show your innocence, you can't build roads properly. Do you really think everyone can wield a sword? ”
Qu Hongling wasn't complaining because he was tired.
But along the way, I saw many ordinary people struggling to go up the mountain, and some even got injured, which made me feel angry.
Fang Ziheng hesitated for a moment and said:
"Taoist monks like purity the most, especially Taoist monks. Maybe the road is not built to avoid too many people going up the mountain. But it cannot be blocked. Mountains, so only sincere people are willing to climb mountains.”
“Bullshit!”
Yelu Miaomiao curled her lips.
Unexpectedly, such a beautiful girl would suddenly say such vulgar words, which made Fang Ziheng stunned for a moment. He didn't know what to say, so he had to pretend not to hear and continue to enjoy the scenery.
It is difficult for Jiang Shouzhong to comment on this.
However, I somewhat agree with Fang Ziheng’s statement.
After all, it is Taoist orthodoxy. If it is easy to enter, I am afraid that many people will come to worship.
At that time, the Taoist priests in Zhenxuan Mountain will no longer want to practice cultivation, and will just receive pilgrims all day long.
But we cannot directly close the mountain, not to mention that doing so will attract criticism. After all, Taoist priests are human beings. They have to eat, drink, and drink the northwest wind. Without incense and money, it is difficult to collapse.
That’s why I deliberately created such a “test”.
If you want to worship sincerely, then climb the mountain step by step.
This is called characteristics.
Only then can the orthodox status of Taoism be demonstrated.
While I was thinking, suddenly a loud singing voice suddenly sounded.
"A rootless tree, a quiet flower, who is willing to cultivate if he is greedy for the world of mortals?"
"Things are floating around, a boat in the sea of suffering, drifting back and forth without freedom..."
Everyone turned around.
But he saw two young Taoist priests striding towards them with long swords on their backs.
The two Taoist priests walked freely in the mountains as if they were stepping on clouds and mist. Their bodies were light and their sleeves were flying, while they were singing poems, very cool and unrestrained.
Passers-by were all amazed and in awe when they saw it.
Obviously these two Taoist priests are the living gods of Zhenxuan Mountain.
Whether it was intentional or not, the two Taoist priests deliberately slowed down when they came to Jiang Shouzhong and his party.
Both of them have delicate faces.
My eyes occasionally glanced at Yelu Miaomiao and the others.
Especially a young Taoist priest with thick eyebrows on the left. When passing by Yelu Miaomiao and the others, he stood on his tiptoes, lightly stepped on a fallen leaf, and stood with his hands behind his back.
The clothes are fluttering, the green shirt is paired with a sword, and he has his own style.
When Jiang Shouzhong saw this, he was immediately happy.
It turns out that when I see a beautiful woman, I can’t help but act cool.
Yelü Miaomiao rolled her eyes at such childish behavior.
Qu Hongling's beautiful eyes rolled around, she clapped her hands deliberately and said in admiration: "Wow, this Taoist priest is so amazing. He is like a god, he can fly on leaves."
When the Taoist priest with thick eyebrows heard this, he immediately got excited and continued to perform flying on leaves.
The more muscular companion next to him was unhappy.
We agreed to perform together, but it turned out that you, the boy, deliberately wanted to gain limelight in front of the beauty, right?
So the young chubby Taoist priest twirled his hands, and the petals he got from nowhere were scattered into the air.
Then, these petals connected to form a half-arc bridge. The little fat Taoist priest raised his chin slightly, put his hands behind his back, and walked across the flower bridge step by step.
Qu Hongling clapped her hands vigorously: "Wow, this Taoist priest is even more powerful."
The thick-browed Taoist priest frowned slightly when he saw this.
I saw him gently waving his sleeves, and the leaves on the trees on both sides detached themselves, forming a Yin-Yang Bagua diagram.
The thick-browed Taoist priest sits cross-legged on the Bagua diagram and floats up the mountain.
Qu Hongling covered her small mouth, her beautiful eyes were shining, and she exclaimed again, "It turns out that this Taoist priest is the most powerful."
The little fat Taoist priest gritted his teeth. , not to be outdone, also showed off his unique skills.
The senior brothers who were originally close to each other were now fighting secretly with all their strength, no one wanted to lose face.
Qu Hongling acted as an amazed audience, praising this and that.
Seeing that the two of them really had nothing to live for, Qu Hongling said to Yelu Miaomiao: "Miaomiao, who is more powerful when these two Taoist priests fight? I think it's the one with thick eyebrows. "The Taoist Priest with eyes."
Yelu Miaomiao saw the other party's thoughts and said with a smile: "Well, I think so too."
The little fat Taoist's eyelids twitched. jumped.
Qu Hongling said: "This Taoist priest with thick eyebrows and big eyes is a master at first sight."
Yelu Miaomiao said expressionlessly: "He does have the demeanor of a master, much better than the one next to him."< br>
“…”
The two girls were talking about each other.
The little fat Taoist priest couldn't bear it anymore and said to the thick-browed Taoist priest with a smile on his face:
"Junior brother, I heard that your "Ink Sword Technique" has broken through to the third level, and you are about to catch up with me. Hui Feng is calm today, why don't you and I have a competition, and let me give you some guidance? "One time."
The little fat Taoist priest said it loudly on purpose.
The thick-browed Taoist priest who was called Junior Brother Zhu suddenly turned ugly.
Although his swordsmanship is indeed inferior to that of his opponent, when it comes to fighting, he is not inferior.
Besides, Master said that his talent is higher than that of his opponent.
The thick-browed Taoist priest smiled heartily and said: "Since senior brother has given me advice, then junior brother will show off his shame. I just hope that senior brother will be more careful and not get hurt by me like last time."
The little fat Taoist priest's eyes were gloomy and his skin was sullen. Smiling but not smiling: "Don't worry, I won't let you go this time, junior brother."
The two immediately drew their swords and began to spar.
When passersby saw the two immortal Taoist priests fighting, they stopped to watch.
At the beginning, the two of them were indeed very measured. You used a sword and I used a move, which was so cool.
However, Qu Hongling cheered from time to time, sometimes leaning towards this, sometimes leaning towards that.
Either he sighed to himself and said, "So this Taoist priest with thick eyebrows and big eyes is not very powerful." Or he sighed, "As a senior, this little fat Taoist priest is really not as good as his junior brother."
After several words and slaps, the two of them unconsciously began to use their full strength.
During the process, the young bushy-browed Taoist priest was too impatient and his moves were a little messy. As a result, the little fat Taoist priest stole a move and accidentally drew a shallow bloody gash on his arm.
Xiao Pang was shocked when he saw his junior brother was injured by him. Just as he was about to apologize, he saw the other man stabbing him with a sword with red eyes.
The little fat man stumbled and almost fell to the ground.
Feeling shameless, he cursed secretly and drew his sword without hesitation.
The two of them just got angry and made dangerous moves.
Jiang Shouzhong was helpless at Qu Hongling's girlish playfulness.
This girl is born with the attributes of a witch.
But after all, we are at the foot of Zhenxuan Mountain, so it would not be good if someone died.
Jiang Shouzhong was about to say something to stop him, but he saw Qu Hongling calling out the "Feng Zhan Sword" between his fingers.
Girls are measured after all.
I also knew that I couldn’t go too far, so I planned to stop it.
But before she could take action, a ray of silver light suddenly rushed over and separated the two people who were fighting.
Taking a closer look, he saw a long sword stuck in the tree stump.
The sword buzzed.
Immediately afterwards, a black shadow passed over everyone's heads and lay between the two fighting young Taoist priests.
The person who came was a middle-aged man about thirty years old. He had no beard on his face, his skin looked a bit dark, and he had a pair of bright eyes.
“Big Brother!”
When the two saw this, they quickly saluted.
The middle-aged Taoist priest who was called the senior brother scolded him coldly:
"As a disciple of Zhenxuan Mountain, what is the point of trying to show off your strength and fight outside? You will be punished by copying the sect rules three hundred times. You are not allowed to leave Siguo Cliff for three months!”
When the two heard this, they immediately grimaced.
I wanted to plead for mercy, but seeing the gloomy face of my senior brother, I had no choice but to give up.
The eldest brother glanced at Qu Hongling and said coldly:
“The girl is young, beautiful and smart, and should have a good heart, but she doesn’t want to be so cunning and deliberately sow discord, so that my two junior brothers are in the same school. It's too vicious to kill each other."
When Qu Hongling heard this, he raised his eyebrows and then said aggrievedly:
"What are you talking about, Taoist Master, I'm just looking at it. A little Taoist master is very good at fighting. He praised him a few times, but how could he be so vicious?"
A sarcastic look appeared on the face of the senior brother.
He turned around without saying a word, walked to the tree and pulled out the sword.
While drawing the sword, he flicked his wrist, and a fallen leaf passed over the sword and shot towards Qu Hongling silently.
The man didn't mean to hurt Qu Hongling. He planned to scare the other person and teach him a lesson.
Jiang Shouzhong's face darkened.
As soon as he raised his wrist, he was gently held down by Dugu Luoxue.
The man was stunned for a moment, and when he saw Dugu Luoxue shaking his head slightly, he had no choice but to put away the Dragon-Slaying Flying Sword.
Qu Hongling saw that this fallen leaf was not a threat, so he didn't bother to pay attention to it.
It’s just that Fang Ziheng, the person with the lowest cultivation level here, thought that the other party was going to kill Qu Hongling. When he realized it later, he was shocked and hurriedly pulled out his long sword and chopped down the fallen leaves with one strike. .
It’s not that the young master of the Fang family wants to be a hero and save the beauty.
I have received a lot of care from Jiang Shouzhong along the way, and I always feel guilty. When I see someone trying to hurt the beauty of the other party, I will take action without hesitation.
Besides, in his heart, he didn't think Qu Hongling and the others were very powerful.
Only that cow is the most powerful.
As a master, I should protect my friends.
Fang Ziheng stood in front of Qu Hongling and said with an ugly face: "Taoist Master, even if this girl is suspected of provoking words, you shouldn't be so cruel, is it too much?"< br>
The senior brother stared at the sword in the opponent's hand and asked: "Can this sword be called 'White Smoke'?"
Fang Ziheng nodded: "Exactly."
"Then you are..."
"The third young master of Mingjian Villa, Fang Ziheng, came to Zhenxuan Mountain to ask for a sword."
>Fang Ziheng cupped his fists and saluted.
Elder brother said calmly: "I have heard that the third young master of the Fang family is upright and upright. He is one of the few chivalrous people in the world. I never thought that he would ignore right and wrong for a woman. It seems like nothing. He is a person who seeks fame and reputation.”
Fang Ziheng said solemnly: "If there is right and wrong, you can reason. It's a bit too much for the Taoist priest to be so ruthless without even reasoning. It doesn't matter whether I am a person who is seeking fame or not. What is important is where is the right and wrong of the Taoist priest?"
Elder brother smiled: "They say there are three questions in 'White Smoke'. You ask me where I am right and wrong? Why not ask about your own sword first?"
Fang Ziheng was speechless.
“If you don’t ask, I will ask for you.”
Elder brother suddenly drew his sword and stabbed Fang Ziheng.
Fang Ziheng's expression changed and he hurriedly raised his sword.
Looking at the two people who were fighting for no reason, Jiang Shouzhong covered his forehead and felt confused about whether to laugh or cry.
What is this?
Dugu Luoxue was always staring at the mist-shrouded mountain top, wondering what he was thinking?
Jiang Shouzhong followed her gaze and felt a slight movement in his heart.
Could it be that this is a game?
(End of this chapter)