Chapter 338 The Domineering Master Luoxue
Fang Ziheng was obviously no match for this senior brother. After only ten moves, he was unable to parry, and his long sword was knocked to the ground.
This frustrated the third young master of Mingjian Villa.
After being in seclusion for so long, Grandmaster Daxuan thought he could travel the world with his sword, but now he has been repeatedly frustrated.
What makes him even more uncomfortable is that he cannot help his benefactor.
Looking at the lost Fang Ziheng, the middle-aged Taoist priest picked up the sword on the ground and handed it to him, saying calmly: "You are obviously injured and cannot use your full strength. It is not honorable for me to win against you."
Fang Ziheng He took the sword and smiled bitterly:
"This is no excuse. I have my own measure of the level of swordsmanship in my heart. If you lose, you lose. At worst, just keep practicing hard."
That's it. , Fang Ziheng couldn't help but curiously asked: "Looking at Taoist Master Fangcai's swordsmanship, it seems chaotic and irregular. I don't know what swordsmanship he practices and who he studied under?"
The middle-aged Taoist priest smiled and said : "I am down at Kemeng River, and I am the eldest disciple of Yun Wuqing."
Yun Wuqing! ?
Fang Ziheng's eyes widened, "Qingfeng Sword, Yun Wuqing?"
Yun Wuqing is the master of Zhenxuan Mountain, who is responsible for accepting newcomers, teaching them initiation rituals, and guiding them The disciple's basic practice is quite famous in the world.
And Yun Wuqing is also the head of the Zhenxuan Mountain sword.
The Qingfeng Sword is famous all over the world.
Ke Menghe smiled and nodded: "Exactly."
Fang Ziheng had a complicated expression and said with emotion: "Senior Yun is the swordsman of Zhenxuan Mountain, and it is said that he has reached the level of sainthood. My grandfather once praised him, saying "Senior Yun's swordsmanship is the purest in the world.
To be able to fight against Senior Yun's eldest disciple today is a blessing. But..."
Fang Ziheng changed the topic. He raised his chest and looked directly at the other party, "I still insist on my idea. I think it is inappropriate for the Taoist priest to be cruel to this girl just now. I ask the Taoist priest to reflect on himself."
The change in the other party's attitude made Ke Menghe He was startled and couldn't help but laugh, "You have such an interesting brain."
He looked at the charming and charming Qu Hongling and said lightly:
"Her jade face and icy skin reflect the morning glow, and her eloquent tongue seduces people's hearts. This little witch has charmed you... I just didn't I didn't hurt her, I just wanted to scare her and teach her a lesson.
This girl is so scheming at a young age. If she doesn't teach her a lesson, she will cause even greater trouble in the future. I'm sorry for that. She's good.
Painted skin can't hide the evil intentions. Master Fang, if you really think she did the right thing just now, your sword will be in vain."
Fang Ziheng blushed at the punishment.
In fact, he didn't know that Qu Hongling had deliberately provoked the two fellow disciples to fight against each other.
Just out of gratitude to Jiang Shouzhong, he deliberately ignored it.
The so-called moral fairness is nothing more than his emotions.
At this time, Fang Ziheng was suddenly confused.
When he attacked Jiang Shouzhong in the capital, he was reluctant at first, but because of the uncle's kindness, he prepared to draw the sword regardless of right or wrong.
If he hadn't been woken up by Yan Changqing's timely scolding, he and Jiang Shouzhong might have become mortal enemies long ago.
It is impossible to be rescued by Jiang Shouzhong now.
Some causes and effects have actually been laid foreshadowing for a long time.
Fang Ziheng, who was in conflict, was in a state of confusion. The sword's heart, which had been practicing in seclusion under the guidance of Yan Changqing, also wavered at this moment, and there was a faint risk of collapse.
Dugu Luoxue sighed slightly and said softly: "Just ask your heart."
Questioning your heart?
Fang Ziheng was shocked and seemed to have some realization.
There is no absolute black and white in the world, nor is there absolute right and wrong. Especially the way of swordsmanship is a blood-stained black and white road, and the boundaries cannot be drawn clearly.
As long as you follow your heart, there is no need to stick to absolute rules.
Thinking of this, Fang Ziheng felt relieved.
Dugu Luoxue looked at the looming buildings on the top of the mountain and sighed in her heart.
I don’t know if this was a test of Fang Ziheng’s state of mind by someone. Perhaps he was doing something bad with good intentions by intervening like this.
I hope Fang Ziheng’s sword-seeking journey goes smoothly.
Listening to Ke Menghe’s sermons, Yelu Miaomiao, who has a straightforward and fiery temperament, was very dissatisfied, especially when he said that she was a witch with a vicious heart on the left and that she was a snake and a scorpion on the right.
Although Qu Hongling is his love rival, they are sisters after all. How can I allow you, a little girl, to preach shamelessly here.
"You think you are great just because you have practiced a broken sword. The Qingfeng Sword Technique is pure bullshit!"
Yelu Miaomiao scolded in a sweet voice.
Not waiting for Ke Menghe to get angry, she pulled out the long sword in the opponent's hand with five fingers.
Then the girl grabbed the sharp sword blade with ten slender and delicate jade fingers, kneaded it into a ball of scrap metal like a ball of paper, and threw it out, "Get away from my aunt!"
< br>Looking at the sword that was a pile of scrap metal on the ground, Ke Menghe was dumbfounded.
Even Fang Ziheng was dumbfounded.
“Presumptuous!”
After reacting, Ke Menghe drew out the sword of his junior brother behind him and was about to step forward, but he was frozen in place.
Because there was a flying sword hovering between his eyebrows.
Jiang Shouzhong glanced at the top of the mountain and said calmly: "I don't care if this is an intentional arrangement or an unintentional arrangement, it's almost enough. My patience is really limited, don't make the relationship tense."
If it weren't for Yan Changqing's sake, Jiang Shouzhong would have really wanted to summon the Divine Tribulation Armor and rush forward.
A bunch of fools, just like a fool.
Jiang Shouzhong took back the dragon-slaying flying sword and said to everyone: "Let's go."
The group continued to go up the mountain.
Beads of sweat as big as soybeans oozed out from Ke Menghe's forehead. Especially when the other party passed by, he trembled in surprise and dropped the sword in his hand.
Flying sword!
This guy can actually fly a sword!
Obviously the other party's cultivation level is far superior to his.
The one who was even more dumbfounded was Fang Ziheng.
Seeing the silver flying sword turn into a ring on the opponent's finger, his whole body was numb and his face was burning.
It turns out that Master Jiang's swordsmanship is really better than his.
"Does it look good?"
Seeing the other party staring at his flying sword, Jiang Shouzhong raised his hand, shook it and said with a smile, "It's yours."
This is heartbreaking Fang Ziheng's words made Fang Ziheng smile helplessly.
It’s not his fault.
When he left the customs, the massacre had already begun in Qingzhou, and Mingjian Villa was in the process of moving out.
Jiang Shouzhong had no idea that Jiang Shouzhong had borrowed the sword from above, and neither his grandfather nor his eldest brother said anything.
If I had known earlier, I wouldn’t have made a fool of myself.
“This is yours too.”
Qu Hongling summoned the Phoenix-Slaying Sword and struck it with a smile.
Fang Ziheng stared blankly at the girl who was happily playing with the flying sword, his mouth wide open, and he was so shocked that he couldn't speak.
This girl can also wield a sword?
I felt ashamed when I thought that I had forced myself to stand up for the other party just now.
After doing this for a long time, I realized that I am the clown.
Fortunately, Jiang Shouzhong patted his shoulder and comforted him:
"It's okay. Since my master is optimistic about you, it means that you have great potential and will definitely be successful in the future.
In addition, you are still a very good person. Let's make friends. If there are any difficulties in the future, Find me.
The guy just verbally assaulted my woman. Normally, I would have done it harshly, but after all, it was Hong'er who started the joke, and I was also worried that you would be implicated in my quest for the sword. , I think this is to give you face." Fang Ziheng had mixed feelings in his heart and didn't know what to say.
At this time, Dugu Luoxue said softly to Jiang Shouzhong:
"Yun Wuqing's swordsmanship focuses on being casual. If he wants to teach you swordsmanship after going up the mountain, if you refuse, it's not suitable for you. Besides, his swordsmanship is average."
Jiang Shouzhong curled his lips and said : "With Mr. Yan as my master, I will learn how to use a hammer from him."
Dugu Luoxue smiled and said no more.
But Fang Ziheng next to him became uneasy when he heard this.
Yun Wuqing’s swordsmanship is average?
How many people in the world are qualified to say this?
Even though the opponent cannot reach the level of Yan Changqing, he is still a mythical existence among sword cultivators in the world, and is an idol that countless sword cultivators admire.
My grandfather was full of praise for his Qingfeng swordsmanship.
Fang Ziheng was about to argue, but remembering the sword-wielding abilities of Jiang Shouzhong and Qu Hongling just now, he swallowed the argument alive and his cheeks turned red.
But the young master of the Fang family still couldn’t hold it in and said:
"This girl, Senior Yun's swordsmanship is still very good. I am afraid that even if we practice for a lifetime, it will be difficult for us to reach the realm of his swordsmanship.
A few years ago, the female concubine, the deputy mountain master of Longevity Mountain, once He once gave a very high evaluation to Senior Yun's swordsmanship: Yun has no set pattern, and the breeze flows naturally. Wherever the sword goes, the breeze comes.
It is enough to see that Senior Yun's swordsmanship is ethereal and his swordsmanship is superb. . And this comment was engraved on the edge of Zhenxuan Mountain's Hao Jian..."
Jiang Shouzhong did not introduce the three women to him along the way.
He thought that Dugu Luoxue was just an ordinary woman, and did not feel that she had any cultivation. He was only amazed by her pure and innocent temperament.
Fang Ziheng kept talking for a long time, but when he saw that Dugu Luoxue looked calm and didn't seem to be listening, he closed his mouth angrily.
That’s all, with my own strength, I am not qualified to make irresponsible remarks.
Qu Hongling and Yelu Miaomiao couldn't help laughing when they saw this scene.
Jiang Shouzhong glanced at the dejected Fang Ziheng and murmured: "This guy is really stupid sometimes, but he is also very innocent."
......
Entering the mountain gate, you can see some outer disciples of Zhenxuan Mountain one after another.
These disciples are either receiving pilgrims, distributing food to some pilgrims to satisfy their hunger, or helping some elderly people to press the anklets to activate blood circulation and treat diseases...
In any case, the service is really good.
It is estimated that most of the resentment of many people about climbing the mountain dissipated at this moment.
The appearance of the three women Yelu Miaomiao immediately attracted these young Taoist priests, who rushed to show their courtesy.
After staying in the mountains for a long time, the energetic young man can't stand the restless heart.
This aspect is similar to the monks.
Anyone with a little bit of beauty can cheer them up for a long time and talk about them all night in bed, let alone such a beautiful and fragrant fairy.
And there are still three.
He was already very reserved without squealing in excitement.
But before they could surround him, Yelu Miaomiao suddenly grabbed the ankle of the stone lion next to him and threw it towards a Taoist statue in the distance.
The stone lion, which weighed a thousand kilograms, flew out with a roar.
Everyone was stunned.
When the stone lion was about to hit the statue, it was suddenly supported by an invisible and gentle wind.
The stone lion shook a few times and floated back to its original position.
I saw a slender, one-armed middle-aged man wearing a blue robe, slowly walking from the distant palace gate.
The one-armed Taoist seemed to have the ability to shrink into an inch. He came to Jiang Shouzhong and the others in just a few steps. He looked at Yelu and said with a wonderful smile: "Little girl, why are you so angry?"< br>
“Uncle Yun.”
“Uncle Yun.”
“…”
When all the disciples saw this, they all saluted.
Yelu Miaomiao snorted coldly: "I'm tired from hiking, why don't you stretch your muscles and bones?"
Jiang Shouzhong knew that the girl was in a bad mood because of the serious illness of Queen Mother Xiao. Lai has a lot of opinions about Zhenxuan Mountain, so he made a fuss.
He coughed, stepped forward and saluted with clasped fists, "I have met the Taoist priest in Xia Jiang Shouzhong."
But Taoist Yun ignored him, and instead looked at Dugu Luoxue and stepped forward. He bowed respectfully and said, "Yun Wuqing of Zhenxuan Mountain has met the Lord of Dugu Mountain."
Jiang Shouzhong frowned.
What do you mean, you are deliberately ignoring me, right?
When Fang Ziheng behind him first heard the name "Yun Wuqing", his eyes looked at the one-armed Taoist with intense heat and reverence.
However, the second half of the other party's sentence and his respectful attitude towards Dugu Luoxue made him confused.
“Master of Dugu Mountain…Dugu…Master of Mountain…”
Fang Ziheng thought silently in his heart, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he looked at the woman with eyes full of disbelief.
Is this the deputy lord of Wanshou Mountain, the Confucian lady who has reached the realm of ascension?
The man was sweating profusely in an instant.
I even pinched my thigh hard to make sure I was not dreaming.
What the hell.
How could there be such a terrifying woman beside Mr. Jiang?
Thinking of the words he had just argued with in front of the other party, the young master of the Fang family was extremely embarrassed and wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in.
Dugu Luoxue nodded slightly, and his gentle and gentle voice was like a spring breeze, "Senior Yan once left a message to Jiang Mo, asking him to come to Zhenxuan Mountain, so I personally escorted him."
Yun Wuqing smiled and nodded, turned to Jiang Shouzhong and asked, "I wonder why Senior Yan asked Young Master Jiang to come to Zhenxuan Mountain?"
This question stopped Jiang Shouzhong.
Because Yan Changqing didn't say what he wanted him to come to Zhenxuan Mountain for at that time.
During the silence, Yelu Miaomiao suddenly interrupted and asked: "Who is that? I want to ask you whether Ran Qingchen, the eldest daughter of the Ran family, is in Zhenxuan Mountain."
"No. .”
Yun Wuqing shook his head.
Yelu Miaomiao frowned, "Is it really true or false?"
Yun Wuqing smiled and said: "If you are here, you are here; if you are not, you are not here. If you don't believe me, you can search the mountain."
When Jiang Shouzhong heard this, he couldn't help but feel disappointed.
Since Ran Qingchen didn’t come to Zhenxuan Mountain, where would she go?
"Mr. Jiang, have you figured out what you want to do in Zhenxuan Mountain?"
Yun Wuqing said with a gentle smile, "If you don't know, then Yun can only ask you to come down the mountain. After all, the court has issued a wanted order, and we Zhenxuanshan dare not harbor the prisoner.”
"I brought Jiang Mo here to ask for the sword."
Dugu Luoxue suddenly spoke, with a cold voice.
Yun Wuqing asked: "What sword do you want?"
Dugu Luoxue said: "Daomen River Map."
Yun Wuqing shook his head slowly, "I'm sorry, The Daomen River Map has been lost for many years, and we don’t have it in Zhenxuan Mountain.”
Dugu Luoxue gently brushed a fallen leaf off Jiang Shouzhong's shoulder, staring at Yun Wuqing with her clear and cold eyes, and then looked at the main hall of Zhenxuan Mountain.
"Then let me put it another way, let's get the sword.
You Zhenxuan Mountain doesn't have this map of the gate and river, you must have it!"
(End of this chapter)< br>