Lan Ruochan
Chapter 8
Chapter 8
A large stage has already been set up in the courtyard, and there is a music group playing Jiaofang music on the stage.
A picture is hung on each of the two pillars.
The portrait on the right side is a bunt, holding double blades, heroic, and the accompanying text reads: The unrivaled righteous man plays the piano and the tiger's lair to punish the traitor;
In the painting on the left, the hero wears a helmet and armor, and immediately shoots his spear, majestic and majestic.
Seeing this, a mysterious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Several people were seated, and seeing that the servant had gone far away, Qingyun hurriedly asked, "Second brother, what's going on?"
Yan Zhi smiled slightly, "We are being regarded as free-eating military ruffians. You can eat and drink at ease later, and nod and say haha when you see people. Today this martial arts gym is open, and the master does not care about everyone's identity. It's just for good luck and happiness, this meal is a mixed bag."
Hu Caiting couldn't help being surprised, "How does the second brother know that this is a martial arts gym? The ostentation is such that I see it looks like a theater troupe." Tiezhi's judgment is dubious.
Ji Zhi shook his head, pretending to be closed, "Not only do I know that this is a martial arts gym, but I also know that the master here teaches swordsmanship. The master's surname is Zhang, and he belongs to the Nie sect of the Eastern Sect."
"Second brother, do you know the owner of the museum?" After all, Qing Yun had little experience, so he asked quite naively.
Hu Caiting glared at him angrily, but she couldn't hide the doubts on her face, she shifted her eyes to Ji Zhi, hoping that he would continue talking.
"Look at this couplet.
The Unparalleled Righteous Man in the Shanglian is about Nie Zheng, a knight-errant who is listed in "Biography of Assassins" with Brother Qing's ancestor Qingke.
He was tired of killing the traitor, so he disguised himself as a luthier and went undercover in the prime minister's house. After the assassination was successful, he calmly killed himself.
The Supreme General of the Xialian refers to Zhang Liao, a famous general of Cao Wei in the Three Kingdoms period.
Eight hundred strong men fought in Xiaoyaojin, nearly captured and killed Sun Quan, and made Jiangdong children respect them like ghosts. It has been passed down from generation to generation to scare babies from crying.
The Nie faction of the Eastern Zong originated from Nie Zheng, whose family fled outside the Great Wall to avoid disaster.
In the period of Emperor Wudi of the Han Dynasty, this Nie family offended the Xiongnu Shanyu because of Mayi's conspiracy, so they had no choice but to move back to the Central Plains and change their surname to Zhang.
Therefore, although General Zhang Liao's surname is Zhang, he is the direct descendant of the Nie faction.
Among the Dongzong Bailiu, the Nie faction became famous earlier, and its strength has always been comparable to that of the Bian faction. They are the two oldest factions in the sect, and they both claim to be authentic.
Adjacent to the Huai River, it is the area under the jurisdiction of General Zhang and the place where the ethnic groups multiplied.
Since the owner of the hall sacrificed these two ancestors, it is likely that they belong to the Zhang family.
If you don't believe me, keep reading.
If the second brother is wrong, the expenses from here to Luojing will be covered by the second brother! "
Zu Dianzhi is quite conceited about celebrity allusions.Seeing his swearing appearance, Qingyun was completely convinced.
Although Cai Ting was noncommittal, he didn't directly refute, but just booed, "Huh! In order to hide from enemies, I hid to the west, hid to the east, changed my clan and surname, and pretended to be majestic..."
Zu Tingzhi glanced left and right, and felt that there were more and more guests, so he hurriedly made a silent gesture.
Hu Caiting rolled his eyes, and randomly picked some fruit cakes from the table to comfort the gluttons in his belly.
Seeing that it was approaching noon, the music troupe on the stage had been withdrawn, replaced by four strong men, armed with blue spears, walking like a tiger, they looked like they were good players.
The three of Qingyun are also sword practitioners, so they couldn't help but feel excited, and they all shot their gazes into the field.
The four people on the stage were not too polite, each of them clasped their fists together and started fighting in twos.
The light of the four swords is like a snake crouching on a dragon, lightning flashes and stone fire, if it wasn't for this situation and this scene, knowing that they are practicing martial arts from the same sect, it would be regarded as a life and death struggle.
Dongzong's strike method naturally emphasizes the word "fast", but it is slightly different from Daozong's lightning method.
Daozong pays attention to laws and regulations, keeping time as slow as a forest, not moving as a mountain, attacking as swiftly as wind, slightly as fire, and transitions as swiftly as lightning, unpredictable and unpredictable.
However, Dongzong's way is more ingenious. The false tricks are dazzling, and it is difficult to distinguish the true from the false.
Ji's master came from Daozong, since they are all the ways of Kuaijian, Guanjian was naturally inspired a lot at this time, and praised him repeatedly.
Hu Caiting widened his eyes, as if he wanted to see the subtle changes in the sword moves, but Qingyun chewed his ears, "Senior sister, if you really fight with them, if you watch so carefully, you will easily suffer. "
Cai Ting thought he had entered Taoism earlier, so he was naturally a little displeased to be taught by this junior, "You are not good at learning moves, but you have educated senior sister instead?"
Qingyun shook his head hastily, "No, no, Senior Sister misunderstood. I saw that their sword moves were slow at first and then swift, and there would be one or two turns in the middle of the sword. When they started, the sword path of the few people was quite clear. But that was a false move. If you change your moves later and speed up your force, if you follow the opponent's rhythm and react, you will definitely be thrown into disarray. If you allow your opponent to attack like this, the situation will easily be controlled by the opponent under."
After hearing this, Jizhi couldn't help clapping his legs to agree, "Your brother's eyesight is really sharp, and he can see the essence of Dongzong's swordsmanship at once. It seems that your master has not praised you too much in the past."
Cai Ting snorted, and asked back, "Then, junior brother. You are talking about it, if you don't see the opponent's moves clearly, how do you deal with it when you fight?"
Qingyun thought for a while, pointed to the stage and explained, "Senior sister, you can see that they can dance the sword so fast without making mistakes, it must be the result of hard work.
This kind of practice is of great help to improving swordsmanship, but it will also develop the usual rhythm of changing moves.
Therefore, if you are fighting these strong men on the stage, you need to use wide-open and wide-open swordsmanship to create distance, adapt to their rhythm, and then take the initiative to attack when the opponent's sword moves are about to change.
Since they pay attention to changes in their moves, they must keep their hands with force, so the sword intent is not as decisive as Xizong.
If the timing is right, when the former strength is at the end and the last strength is about to emerge, I think their tricks must not be as pure as the senior sister's Qianlei Sanluo. "
Hu Caiting let out a cold snort, although it sounded disapproving, but since the younger brother thinks she can win, this flattery is very rewarding.
The four people on the stage played a stick of incense, and the dinner on the table was ready.
A middle-aged man dressed in a silk bunt, with a sword on his back, walked slowly onto the stage.
Seeing this, the previous four swordsmen closed their positions together, and clasped their fists against the audience, separating the four corners.
At this time, the hundreds of tables in the courtyard were full of seats, and many spectators who were open-mouthed were chewing each other's tongues while the servants were shuttling, "This one on the stage is General Gao's nephew. Kungfu. Usually relying on my uncle as a backer, no one dares to provoke him in the area of Liang Guo. He is said to be the number one person in the Jianghu..."
Waiting for the swordsman in silk shirt on the stage to cough lightly.The audience was suddenly silent, and they sat upright and looked over.
The beard at the corner of the man's mouth trembled slightly, as if he was quite satisfied, holding a bottle of wine in both hands, he smiled and showed everyone,
"My next Zhang Yingfeng is the direct descendant of the Nie School of the Eastern Sect.
The Zhang family of this branch was inherited from Zhang Gongwenyuan, the first of the five sons of the Cao Wei Dynasty, and was converted from the Nie family at the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty.
Nie Zheng, the distant ancestor, is the originator of the Nie School, and also the crown jewel of the Eastern School.
This branch has 800 years of origin and has been passed down to this day. Although a certain person is dull, he dare not neglect.
I have learned swordsmanship for more than thirty years, although I dare not imitate my ancestors' Tianwei, but I was lucky enough to get a little success, and I have not shown embarrassment after many battles.
Today, I take the liberty to open a church and set up a hall on behalf of the sect, and select good materials to honor the sect.
At the same time, disciples from other sects are also welcome to come and exchange ideas and exchange ideas.
Zhang thanked everyone present here first, and took a lot of time to come to the humble house, where the shaggy grass is full of glory!
And drink this cup together! "
Qing Yun and others are at their age, what they like most is to join in the fun.
Seeing everyone cheering loudly, they also excitedly hit their chopsticks to celebrate.
Drinking wine, Zhang Yingfeng was obviously very excited, and continued to boast,
"East Sect is one of the five great sword sects today, while the West Sect has withered talents, Tan Sect has been deposed, and Dao Sect has escaped the world without dispute.
Only Jianzong can be called Taishan Beidou together with Dongzong.
There are heaven and earth in the Dongzong, thousands of families, although each is good at winning.
However, he became famous the earliest and the most famous, and the ancestor Nie Gong is still the most popular. "
Zhang Yingfeng arched his hands towards the sky, his anger and saliva flew all over the place, and he kept talking non-stop,
"Back then, Tai Shigong wrote the biographies of the swordsmen of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, even though Jing Ke was listed first.
But Jing Ke was not only broken by Gai Nie of his own family, but the assassination of King Qin was more like a farce.You don't have any skills, and you take risks by yourself, which makes you laugh!
In the biography of Taishi Gong, the one who is truly wise and brave, and who is the best among all heroes, is naturally only the ancestor Nie Gong..."
Hearing this, Qingyun's blood surged up, and he was very unhappy.
Seeing that his complexion was not right, Junzhi stretched out his hand and gently pressed on his leg, expressing forbearance.
Qingyun could only let out a cold snort, and drank a few sips of muffled wine.
That Zhang Yingfeng added oil and vinegar to the story of Nie Zheng's assassin, carefully explained it, and it was a hype.
At this moment, two strong men came up to the stage carrying a plaque covered by a red cloth. Zhang Yingfeng rolled his sleeves sideways and said,
"Although Jing Ke is incompetent, Tanzong has been famous for a long time, but it has also produced many talents.
For example, Gai Nie, the hero back then, suppressed Jing Ke with angry eyes, he can be regarded as a man of the hour.
Today I, General Shi Liwei of Liang Guozhu, teach swordsmanship in the mansion, and he is the direct descendant of Gai School, Mr. Gai Kun.It is also the best friend.
Back then when the Tanzong rebelled and assassinated the emperor, it was Mr. Gai who righteously destroyed the sect, repelled dozens of thieves by himself, and personally beheaded the head of the thieves to celebrate Yihan..."
Qingyun couldn't bear it any longer when he heard this festival, he got up and was about to leave the banquet.
At this time, Yu Zhi also knew that he could not be persuaded, so he sighed and wanted to leave.
But I didn't expect that there was a more tempered one.
I saw someone next to him kicking his foot, kicking Qingyun's vacated stool to the stage, followed by Caiyi Huahong, one person and one sword directly at the plaque, who else could it be except Caiting?
The people on the stage obviously didn't expect that someone would come to make trouble, and the two people carrying the plaque hurriedly dodged to both sides.
The man on the left grabbed the plaque, but lost his center of gravity, and staggered towards the edge of the stage, just in time for Baihong to fly through.
The man couldn't dodge in time, and the plaque in his hand was cut off obliquely.The red cloth fell, leaving only the complete word "Dongliu" on the half of the hand, but the "authentic" at the back has been cut off shoulder to shoulder, and turned into "Zhi Xiao".
Seeing this, the audience shouted in unison, but there were only two people rushing onto the stage, naturally Qing Yun and Di Zhi.
Zhang Yingfeng saw that it was the three teenagers who disturbed the situation, and he relied on his identities, or he was worried that there was someone behind the scenes, so it was inconvenient to act at this time.So the reverse outer circle takes a step back.
The four people who just danced swords and the man who lost the plaque had already surrounded the three of them.The other person hurriedly stepped off the stage protecting the plaque.
The foothold on this stage is not big, but at this moment, the sword is shining and the sword is shining, and if others want to rush up, it will be a bit more chaotic.
Zhang Yingfeng was still quite calm, and signaled the disciples in the audience to pay attention to their surroundings.
The disciples no longer tried to rush into the battle group.This hit Cai Ting and the others in their arms.
That Hu Caiting didn't come unprepared, she had Qingyun's point just now, and she had already carefully observed the rhythm of the changes of the moves of the few people, and now she tried a few rounds, and found that the opponent was as expected by the younger brother, although the changes were fast , but the number of roads remains the same.As a result, the "District" in the palm of the hand is full of powder, like a rushing thunder, and he will use the three thunders to his heart's content, and often strikes at the rhythm of the opponent's changing moves.
And she inevitably showed some flaws under the rushing attack, but she was already protected by one of Qing Yun's left and right.
The three cooperated in such a way that they didn't exchange a word, but they formed a wonderful bond.
Although facing the five people, not only was his momentum not inferior, but he quickly gained the upper hand.
In less than ten face-to-face encounters, the other party was already overwhelmed and dangerous.
Zhang Yingfeng is a veteran of Jianghu, once the three of them made a move, they watched with cold eyes and secretly calculated.
That woman is a master of Tanzong, the scholar in white is a direct successor of Daozong, but the youngest one is the most mysterious. The essence of swordsmanship seems to be from Tanzong, but sometimes the moves are mixed with the style of Daozong Jianzong and even Xizong.
Although he said that he was not afraid of any influence in the land of Liang Guo, since he planned to establish a sect and open the museum, it would not be interesting if he formed a relationship with several major sword sects on the first day.
Besides, how could these little guys have the guts to make a fuss?
There may be some sectarian conspiracy behind this. Of course I can't afford to lose today's face, but the method should not be too extreme, and there must always be a slight line, so that we can meet each other in the future.
Seeing that his disciples were no match, he cursed secretly for being useless, but then shouted, "Baby, don't be presumptuous!" He bullied Qing Yun with his bare hands.
He had been watching for a while, and he expected that these three young children would be difficult for him to fight together. At this time, he chose Qingyun to attack, originally because he wanted to personally explore his way.
This seemingly understated grab immediately sucked all of Qing Yun's energy, Hu Caiting's flanks were suddenly pulled out of space, and the attack and defense suddenly changed.
The plight of several Dongzong disciples was immediately resolved.
Although Qingyun had a sword in his hand, Zhang Yingfeng's hand could always keep up with his changes.
In Zhang Yingfeng's eyes, the light and shadow in the sky seemed to be still. For this kind of junior, pinching the opponent's blade with his fingers should be as simple as picking up a piece of braised pork in his own bowl with chopsticks.
Qingyun felt the same way, if he had met Zhang Yingfeng two days ago, the sword would have been taken away by now.
However, since he was young, he has learned the principles of swords rather than sword moves. He watched the contest between Liu Ying and Geng Qi that day, and the insights he gained were far from watching the excitement.
With a simple sword heart, his understanding of that battle was even higher than that of the young master of Jianzong.
Even if you are the young master of the sword sect, he is more or less influenced by the inertial thinking of the moves of this sword school, and misreads some sword angles, techniques, and even intentions.
Qiongqi is a master of a generation, and his direct advice should be of great benefit.
Liu Ying's swordsmanship is better than Qingyun's, but it is very difficult to get rid of his previous sword-using habits.
Therefore, in terms of who benefited the most from that battle, perhaps, it could only be Qing Yun.
In this instinct of winning or losing, Qingyun naturally thought of Qiongqi.
So when Zhang Yingfeng rushed half a foot away in front of him, he suddenly made a strange movement, making all Zhang Yingfeng's calculations come to naught.
There was a cold light between the two of them, and Qingyun had already withdrawn his sword!Putting the sword back into its sheath, leaving the edge three points, pressing the hilt with his hand, he took a step back.
Zhang Yingfeng was shocked, of course he couldn't grab the sword in its sheath!If he wants to continue to press forward, he will face him and slash him with a sword.
Of course he recognized the gesture.
Although he had no rivals in the Liang Kingdom, when he was young and studying abroad, he was once defeated by a master of Xizong.
Only one face to face!
Rout!
The sword broke and the blood collapsed!
To this day, there is still a hideous wound on his right abdomen, which constantly reminds him not to forget that slash like a thunderbolt against the wind!
This posture is a hidden pain that he can't erase in his life.
He didn't even think about whether the brat in front of him could use Xi Zong's sword intent so much that he would have the chance to hurt him in the same way.
In fact, even Qingyun himself was not sure.
But Zhang Yingfeng still retreated, flying back, faster than when he came, and completely lost his composure.
From the eyes of everyone in the audience, Qing Yun's careless sword forced Zhang Yingfeng to return in a panic, so calm that he even had time to withdraw his sword to provoke.
There was a bang all around and the pot exploded.
At this time, not only all the guests, but even Zhang Yingfeng's own disciples cast puzzled looks.
Although Zhang Yingfeng knew that his heart disease was hard to get rid of, if he couldn't get off the stage, not only would he not be able to open the martial arts gym, even if he was in the arena in the future, he would inevitably be ridiculed.
He glanced around from the corner of his eyes, and he could clearly see the ridicule and comments of the crowd, and he couldn't help feeling angry.
His eyes flashed fiercely, and he thought to himself: Come on, come on, come on, this is the end of the matter, don't blame me for bullying the small, and use these little guys to sacrifice the sword!
With this in mind, he stretched his arms lightly, pulled the disciple who was about to be injured by Hu Caiting's sword, lightly grasped the long sword in his hand, and threw him off the stage.
The angle of the throw was obviously chosen, and the technique was just right.
The person's body has not lost its center of gravity, and the disciples in the audience have already taken it over.
This set of movements was done in one go, just like everyone's demeanor, and made everyone present praise secretly.
Is there really something weird about that brat?What most people have at this time is mostly ordinary thoughts.
This farce made all the guests and friends present suspicious, they didn't dare to ask more questions, and they didn't want to leave.
Such a strange battle situation will definitely become a strange story in the world in the future.
But Qingyun didn't feel relaxed at all. From the moment Zhang Yingfeng got hold of the long sword, he felt as if the entire high platform was covered with a layer of ice.
Every movement of Zhang Yingfeng seemed to turn into a killer move from any angle, all the killing intent came from all around at this moment, but only locked on him.
Of course he was not sure to resist, so he let out a long howl, and the sword in the sheath came out with a howl.
cut!
This slash did not go to Zhang Yingfeng, but to the disciple of the Eastern Sect who was about to attack Hu Caiting from the flank.
The man heard the shrill and hoarse sound of the long sword piercing the air beside him, so he knew it very well, he hastily dodged sideways, and this time he dodged, he happened to be between Zhang Yingfeng and Qingyun.
Of course, Qingyun knew that this kind of tricks couldn't stop Zhang Yingfeng's ultimate move, but his original intention was just to slow him down.
"Let's go!" He shouted loudly, warning Cai Ting and Di Zhi, but his subordinates didn't stop, and he didn't intend to leave at all.
Hu Caiting ignored him, and just shouted, "Get down!"
For unknown reasons, when Qing Yun heard this voice, he always behaved so obediently, and at this moment, without the slightest hesitation, he immediately rolled down on the spot.
And Zhang Yingfeng has also activated at this time!
Zhang Yingfeng's sword was as fast as a swift shadow, none of the three could clearly see where the sword landed.
But Cai Ting and Ben didn't care where the sword was going to land, they raised their slender hands slightly, and a gray shadow hit Zhang Yingfeng head-on.
Both the human figure and the gray figure are extremely fast, and the relative speed at this time is naturally faster, it is unbelievably fast, and it is faster than the eyes of everyone present.
Of course, except for experts like Zhang Yingfeng.
It's just that he didn't pay attention to such a small trick as a hidden weapon. With a flick of his left arm, the gangster slammed into the object.
The spectators were feeling sorry for the young man on the stage, seeing that someone was about to splatter five steps with Zhang Yingfeng's sword.
But suddenly there was a loud bang, and the high platform collapsed and disintegrated in an instant, with wood and stone flying.
The guests sitting in the front seats kept ouching, and some of them had obviously lost their lottery.
Amidst the exclamation, a group of disciples rushed into the smoke and dust, only to see that Zhang Yingfeng's entire right arm was gone, his whole body was covered with burns and strange cuts, blood gushed out like a fountain, and he saw that he was taking in more qi but not going out.
The few doormen on the stage were unprepared, some screamed loudly and rolled over on the ground, some fainted on the ground, and they didn't know if they were still breathing.
On the other hand, the three of Qingyun knew what would happen, and took precautions when they fell down.
Although some skin injuries were suffered when the platform collapsed, it is commonplace for people who practice martial arts.
Taking advantage of the smoke and dust, he had already fled to the backyard.
Hu Caiting threw this thunderbolt, although he knew that the damage was extraordinary, but he still didn't expect such power.
Thinking about it now, I felt a little scared, so I tremblingly asked Qingyun, "What should we do now?"
"Let's go, take advantage of the chaos and go to the Gaofu, clean up the door!" Qing Yun's mood was not calm, his blood was surging, and he looked like he was doing a big job.
"Clean the portal?"
"Yes, look for Gai Kun! He's here!" Qing Yun said angrily.
"He doesn't live in Gaofu. He should live, five miles west of the city... Liuhe Temple..."
Ji Zhi's heart trembled slightly, "How do you know the details?"
Hu Caiting calmed down and tried to control the panting caused by tension and exhaustion, "Don't forget, he used to be a member of Tanzong."
There is nothing wrong with that.
Tan Zong seeks to reestablish himself in the world. Naturally, some people pay attention to the former disciples, and there is no reason not to care about the behavior of Gai Kun, a traitor.
The news of the accident in the martial arts hall spread quickly, and soldiers quickly announced it.
The three of them didn't dare to stay, and they didn't dare to show up on the official road, so they planned to sneak out of the city in two batches before the government closed the city to search and arrest.
Because Binzhi was slightly sprained when he fell, Qingyun protected him and walked behind.
Hu Caiting has the best lightness kungfu and knows the way, so he hurriedly made a mark to guide the two of them.
When Hu Caiting was far away, Dian Zhi patted Qing Yun's shoulder meaningfully, "Gai Kun may not show up today."
"""""Knock on the blackboard time"""""
There really isn't much to say about this chapter.
But since this chapter mentions "Historical Records of Assassin Biography", we can talk a little more.
The five biographies of the Assassins are Cao Mo, Zhuan Zhu, Yu Rang, Nie Zheng, and Jing Ke (namely Qing Ke).
Among these five people, Yu Rang and Jing Ke were actually unsuccessful, but they are the most famous in later generations.I don't know if it's because tragic heroes are more pitiful.
In this work, the Qing family is the protagonist, so it is natural to reverse the case for them.But among these five people, Nie Zheng might really be the leader, because Cao Mo hijacked one person, and Zhuan Zhu violently stabbed one person, and Nie Zheng stabbed Xia Lei to death under the guard of armored soldiers in full view. After cutting down dozens of people, he died of exhaustion.This combat power is undoubtedly second to none among the five people who are interpreting at the same time.
It was originally planned to enter a weekly double update after the first week of consecutive updates.
However, after being instructed by an expert, he still decided to continue for another week and break through the signing line.
The days of being alone are really tough.
Friends who pass by remember to come out to bubble, chat,
Give me the motivation to write!Seaman & Ciri!
(It's so old-fashioned that I can't stand it)
(End of this chapter)
A large stage has already been set up in the courtyard, and there is a music group playing Jiaofang music on the stage.
A picture is hung on each of the two pillars.
The portrait on the right side is a bunt, holding double blades, heroic, and the accompanying text reads: The unrivaled righteous man plays the piano and the tiger's lair to punish the traitor;
In the painting on the left, the hero wears a helmet and armor, and immediately shoots his spear, majestic and majestic.
Seeing this, a mysterious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Several people were seated, and seeing that the servant had gone far away, Qingyun hurriedly asked, "Second brother, what's going on?"
Yan Zhi smiled slightly, "We are being regarded as free-eating military ruffians. You can eat and drink at ease later, and nod and say haha when you see people. Today this martial arts gym is open, and the master does not care about everyone's identity. It's just for good luck and happiness, this meal is a mixed bag."
Hu Caiting couldn't help being surprised, "How does the second brother know that this is a martial arts gym? The ostentation is such that I see it looks like a theater troupe." Tiezhi's judgment is dubious.
Ji Zhi shook his head, pretending to be closed, "Not only do I know that this is a martial arts gym, but I also know that the master here teaches swordsmanship. The master's surname is Zhang, and he belongs to the Nie sect of the Eastern Sect."
"Second brother, do you know the owner of the museum?" After all, Qing Yun had little experience, so he asked quite naively.
Hu Caiting glared at him angrily, but she couldn't hide the doubts on her face, she shifted her eyes to Ji Zhi, hoping that he would continue talking.
"Look at this couplet.
The Unparalleled Righteous Man in the Shanglian is about Nie Zheng, a knight-errant who is listed in "Biography of Assassins" with Brother Qing's ancestor Qingke.
He was tired of killing the traitor, so he disguised himself as a luthier and went undercover in the prime minister's house. After the assassination was successful, he calmly killed himself.
The Supreme General of the Xialian refers to Zhang Liao, a famous general of Cao Wei in the Three Kingdoms period.
Eight hundred strong men fought in Xiaoyaojin, nearly captured and killed Sun Quan, and made Jiangdong children respect them like ghosts. It has been passed down from generation to generation to scare babies from crying.
The Nie faction of the Eastern Zong originated from Nie Zheng, whose family fled outside the Great Wall to avoid disaster.
In the period of Emperor Wudi of the Han Dynasty, this Nie family offended the Xiongnu Shanyu because of Mayi's conspiracy, so they had no choice but to move back to the Central Plains and change their surname to Zhang.
Therefore, although General Zhang Liao's surname is Zhang, he is the direct descendant of the Nie faction.
Among the Dongzong Bailiu, the Nie faction became famous earlier, and its strength has always been comparable to that of the Bian faction. They are the two oldest factions in the sect, and they both claim to be authentic.
Adjacent to the Huai River, it is the area under the jurisdiction of General Zhang and the place where the ethnic groups multiplied.
Since the owner of the hall sacrificed these two ancestors, it is likely that they belong to the Zhang family.
If you don't believe me, keep reading.
If the second brother is wrong, the expenses from here to Luojing will be covered by the second brother! "
Zu Dianzhi is quite conceited about celebrity allusions.Seeing his swearing appearance, Qingyun was completely convinced.
Although Cai Ting was noncommittal, he didn't directly refute, but just booed, "Huh! In order to hide from enemies, I hid to the west, hid to the east, changed my clan and surname, and pretended to be majestic..."
Zu Tingzhi glanced left and right, and felt that there were more and more guests, so he hurriedly made a silent gesture.
Hu Caiting rolled his eyes, and randomly picked some fruit cakes from the table to comfort the gluttons in his belly.
Seeing that it was approaching noon, the music troupe on the stage had been withdrawn, replaced by four strong men, armed with blue spears, walking like a tiger, they looked like they were good players.
The three of Qingyun are also sword practitioners, so they couldn't help but feel excited, and they all shot their gazes into the field.
The four people on the stage were not too polite, each of them clasped their fists together and started fighting in twos.
The light of the four swords is like a snake crouching on a dragon, lightning flashes and stone fire, if it wasn't for this situation and this scene, knowing that they are practicing martial arts from the same sect, it would be regarded as a life and death struggle.
Dongzong's strike method naturally emphasizes the word "fast", but it is slightly different from Daozong's lightning method.
Daozong pays attention to laws and regulations, keeping time as slow as a forest, not moving as a mountain, attacking as swiftly as wind, slightly as fire, and transitions as swiftly as lightning, unpredictable and unpredictable.
However, Dongzong's way is more ingenious. The false tricks are dazzling, and it is difficult to distinguish the true from the false.
Ji's master came from Daozong, since they are all the ways of Kuaijian, Guanjian was naturally inspired a lot at this time, and praised him repeatedly.
Hu Caiting widened his eyes, as if he wanted to see the subtle changes in the sword moves, but Qingyun chewed his ears, "Senior sister, if you really fight with them, if you watch so carefully, you will easily suffer. "
Cai Ting thought he had entered Taoism earlier, so he was naturally a little displeased to be taught by this junior, "You are not good at learning moves, but you have educated senior sister instead?"
Qingyun shook his head hastily, "No, no, Senior Sister misunderstood. I saw that their sword moves were slow at first and then swift, and there would be one or two turns in the middle of the sword. When they started, the sword path of the few people was quite clear. But that was a false move. If you change your moves later and speed up your force, if you follow the opponent's rhythm and react, you will definitely be thrown into disarray. If you allow your opponent to attack like this, the situation will easily be controlled by the opponent under."
After hearing this, Jizhi couldn't help clapping his legs to agree, "Your brother's eyesight is really sharp, and he can see the essence of Dongzong's swordsmanship at once. It seems that your master has not praised you too much in the past."
Cai Ting snorted, and asked back, "Then, junior brother. You are talking about it, if you don't see the opponent's moves clearly, how do you deal with it when you fight?"
Qingyun thought for a while, pointed to the stage and explained, "Senior sister, you can see that they can dance the sword so fast without making mistakes, it must be the result of hard work.
This kind of practice is of great help to improving swordsmanship, but it will also develop the usual rhythm of changing moves.
Therefore, if you are fighting these strong men on the stage, you need to use wide-open and wide-open swordsmanship to create distance, adapt to their rhythm, and then take the initiative to attack when the opponent's sword moves are about to change.
Since they pay attention to changes in their moves, they must keep their hands with force, so the sword intent is not as decisive as Xizong.
If the timing is right, when the former strength is at the end and the last strength is about to emerge, I think their tricks must not be as pure as the senior sister's Qianlei Sanluo. "
Hu Caiting let out a cold snort, although it sounded disapproving, but since the younger brother thinks she can win, this flattery is very rewarding.
The four people on the stage played a stick of incense, and the dinner on the table was ready.
A middle-aged man dressed in a silk bunt, with a sword on his back, walked slowly onto the stage.
Seeing this, the previous four swordsmen closed their positions together, and clasped their fists against the audience, separating the four corners.
At this time, the hundreds of tables in the courtyard were full of seats, and many spectators who were open-mouthed were chewing each other's tongues while the servants were shuttling, "This one on the stage is General Gao's nephew. Kungfu. Usually relying on my uncle as a backer, no one dares to provoke him in the area of Liang Guo. He is said to be the number one person in the Jianghu..."
Waiting for the swordsman in silk shirt on the stage to cough lightly.The audience was suddenly silent, and they sat upright and looked over.
The beard at the corner of the man's mouth trembled slightly, as if he was quite satisfied, holding a bottle of wine in both hands, he smiled and showed everyone,
"My next Zhang Yingfeng is the direct descendant of the Nie School of the Eastern Sect.
The Zhang family of this branch was inherited from Zhang Gongwenyuan, the first of the five sons of the Cao Wei Dynasty, and was converted from the Nie family at the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty.
Nie Zheng, the distant ancestor, is the originator of the Nie School, and also the crown jewel of the Eastern School.
This branch has 800 years of origin and has been passed down to this day. Although a certain person is dull, he dare not neglect.
I have learned swordsmanship for more than thirty years, although I dare not imitate my ancestors' Tianwei, but I was lucky enough to get a little success, and I have not shown embarrassment after many battles.
Today, I take the liberty to open a church and set up a hall on behalf of the sect, and select good materials to honor the sect.
At the same time, disciples from other sects are also welcome to come and exchange ideas and exchange ideas.
Zhang thanked everyone present here first, and took a lot of time to come to the humble house, where the shaggy grass is full of glory!
And drink this cup together! "
Qing Yun and others are at their age, what they like most is to join in the fun.
Seeing everyone cheering loudly, they also excitedly hit their chopsticks to celebrate.
Drinking wine, Zhang Yingfeng was obviously very excited, and continued to boast,
"East Sect is one of the five great sword sects today, while the West Sect has withered talents, Tan Sect has been deposed, and Dao Sect has escaped the world without dispute.
Only Jianzong can be called Taishan Beidou together with Dongzong.
There are heaven and earth in the Dongzong, thousands of families, although each is good at winning.
However, he became famous the earliest and the most famous, and the ancestor Nie Gong is still the most popular. "
Zhang Yingfeng arched his hands towards the sky, his anger and saliva flew all over the place, and he kept talking non-stop,
"Back then, Tai Shigong wrote the biographies of the swordsmen of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, even though Jing Ke was listed first.
But Jing Ke was not only broken by Gai Nie of his own family, but the assassination of King Qin was more like a farce.You don't have any skills, and you take risks by yourself, which makes you laugh!
In the biography of Taishi Gong, the one who is truly wise and brave, and who is the best among all heroes, is naturally only the ancestor Nie Gong..."
Hearing this, Qingyun's blood surged up, and he was very unhappy.
Seeing that his complexion was not right, Junzhi stretched out his hand and gently pressed on his leg, expressing forbearance.
Qingyun could only let out a cold snort, and drank a few sips of muffled wine.
That Zhang Yingfeng added oil and vinegar to the story of Nie Zheng's assassin, carefully explained it, and it was a hype.
At this moment, two strong men came up to the stage carrying a plaque covered by a red cloth. Zhang Yingfeng rolled his sleeves sideways and said,
"Although Jing Ke is incompetent, Tanzong has been famous for a long time, but it has also produced many talents.
For example, Gai Nie, the hero back then, suppressed Jing Ke with angry eyes, he can be regarded as a man of the hour.
Today I, General Shi Liwei of Liang Guozhu, teach swordsmanship in the mansion, and he is the direct descendant of Gai School, Mr. Gai Kun.It is also the best friend.
Back then when the Tanzong rebelled and assassinated the emperor, it was Mr. Gai who righteously destroyed the sect, repelled dozens of thieves by himself, and personally beheaded the head of the thieves to celebrate Yihan..."
Qingyun couldn't bear it any longer when he heard this festival, he got up and was about to leave the banquet.
At this time, Yu Zhi also knew that he could not be persuaded, so he sighed and wanted to leave.
But I didn't expect that there was a more tempered one.
I saw someone next to him kicking his foot, kicking Qingyun's vacated stool to the stage, followed by Caiyi Huahong, one person and one sword directly at the plaque, who else could it be except Caiting?
The people on the stage obviously didn't expect that someone would come to make trouble, and the two people carrying the plaque hurriedly dodged to both sides.
The man on the left grabbed the plaque, but lost his center of gravity, and staggered towards the edge of the stage, just in time for Baihong to fly through.
The man couldn't dodge in time, and the plaque in his hand was cut off obliquely.The red cloth fell, leaving only the complete word "Dongliu" on the half of the hand, but the "authentic" at the back has been cut off shoulder to shoulder, and turned into "Zhi Xiao".
Seeing this, the audience shouted in unison, but there were only two people rushing onto the stage, naturally Qing Yun and Di Zhi.
Zhang Yingfeng saw that it was the three teenagers who disturbed the situation, and he relied on his identities, or he was worried that there was someone behind the scenes, so it was inconvenient to act at this time.So the reverse outer circle takes a step back.
The four people who just danced swords and the man who lost the plaque had already surrounded the three of them.The other person hurriedly stepped off the stage protecting the plaque.
The foothold on this stage is not big, but at this moment, the sword is shining and the sword is shining, and if others want to rush up, it will be a bit more chaotic.
Zhang Yingfeng was still quite calm, and signaled the disciples in the audience to pay attention to their surroundings.
The disciples no longer tried to rush into the battle group.This hit Cai Ting and the others in their arms.
That Hu Caiting didn't come unprepared, she had Qingyun's point just now, and she had already carefully observed the rhythm of the changes of the moves of the few people, and now she tried a few rounds, and found that the opponent was as expected by the younger brother, although the changes were fast , but the number of roads remains the same.As a result, the "District" in the palm of the hand is full of powder, like a rushing thunder, and he will use the three thunders to his heart's content, and often strikes at the rhythm of the opponent's changing moves.
And she inevitably showed some flaws under the rushing attack, but she was already protected by one of Qing Yun's left and right.
The three cooperated in such a way that they didn't exchange a word, but they formed a wonderful bond.
Although facing the five people, not only was his momentum not inferior, but he quickly gained the upper hand.
In less than ten face-to-face encounters, the other party was already overwhelmed and dangerous.
Zhang Yingfeng is a veteran of Jianghu, once the three of them made a move, they watched with cold eyes and secretly calculated.
That woman is a master of Tanzong, the scholar in white is a direct successor of Daozong, but the youngest one is the most mysterious. The essence of swordsmanship seems to be from Tanzong, but sometimes the moves are mixed with the style of Daozong Jianzong and even Xizong.
Although he said that he was not afraid of any influence in the land of Liang Guo, since he planned to establish a sect and open the museum, it would not be interesting if he formed a relationship with several major sword sects on the first day.
Besides, how could these little guys have the guts to make a fuss?
There may be some sectarian conspiracy behind this. Of course I can't afford to lose today's face, but the method should not be too extreme, and there must always be a slight line, so that we can meet each other in the future.
Seeing that his disciples were no match, he cursed secretly for being useless, but then shouted, "Baby, don't be presumptuous!" He bullied Qing Yun with his bare hands.
He had been watching for a while, and he expected that these three young children would be difficult for him to fight together. At this time, he chose Qingyun to attack, originally because he wanted to personally explore his way.
This seemingly understated grab immediately sucked all of Qing Yun's energy, Hu Caiting's flanks were suddenly pulled out of space, and the attack and defense suddenly changed.
The plight of several Dongzong disciples was immediately resolved.
Although Qingyun had a sword in his hand, Zhang Yingfeng's hand could always keep up with his changes.
In Zhang Yingfeng's eyes, the light and shadow in the sky seemed to be still. For this kind of junior, pinching the opponent's blade with his fingers should be as simple as picking up a piece of braised pork in his own bowl with chopsticks.
Qingyun felt the same way, if he had met Zhang Yingfeng two days ago, the sword would have been taken away by now.
However, since he was young, he has learned the principles of swords rather than sword moves. He watched the contest between Liu Ying and Geng Qi that day, and the insights he gained were far from watching the excitement.
With a simple sword heart, his understanding of that battle was even higher than that of the young master of Jianzong.
Even if you are the young master of the sword sect, he is more or less influenced by the inertial thinking of the moves of this sword school, and misreads some sword angles, techniques, and even intentions.
Qiongqi is a master of a generation, and his direct advice should be of great benefit.
Liu Ying's swordsmanship is better than Qingyun's, but it is very difficult to get rid of his previous sword-using habits.
Therefore, in terms of who benefited the most from that battle, perhaps, it could only be Qing Yun.
In this instinct of winning or losing, Qingyun naturally thought of Qiongqi.
So when Zhang Yingfeng rushed half a foot away in front of him, he suddenly made a strange movement, making all Zhang Yingfeng's calculations come to naught.
There was a cold light between the two of them, and Qingyun had already withdrawn his sword!Putting the sword back into its sheath, leaving the edge three points, pressing the hilt with his hand, he took a step back.
Zhang Yingfeng was shocked, of course he couldn't grab the sword in its sheath!If he wants to continue to press forward, he will face him and slash him with a sword.
Of course he recognized the gesture.
Although he had no rivals in the Liang Kingdom, when he was young and studying abroad, he was once defeated by a master of Xizong.
Only one face to face!
Rout!
The sword broke and the blood collapsed!
To this day, there is still a hideous wound on his right abdomen, which constantly reminds him not to forget that slash like a thunderbolt against the wind!
This posture is a hidden pain that he can't erase in his life.
He didn't even think about whether the brat in front of him could use Xi Zong's sword intent so much that he would have the chance to hurt him in the same way.
In fact, even Qingyun himself was not sure.
But Zhang Yingfeng still retreated, flying back, faster than when he came, and completely lost his composure.
From the eyes of everyone in the audience, Qing Yun's careless sword forced Zhang Yingfeng to return in a panic, so calm that he even had time to withdraw his sword to provoke.
There was a bang all around and the pot exploded.
At this time, not only all the guests, but even Zhang Yingfeng's own disciples cast puzzled looks.
Although Zhang Yingfeng knew that his heart disease was hard to get rid of, if he couldn't get off the stage, not only would he not be able to open the martial arts gym, even if he was in the arena in the future, he would inevitably be ridiculed.
He glanced around from the corner of his eyes, and he could clearly see the ridicule and comments of the crowd, and he couldn't help feeling angry.
His eyes flashed fiercely, and he thought to himself: Come on, come on, come on, this is the end of the matter, don't blame me for bullying the small, and use these little guys to sacrifice the sword!
With this in mind, he stretched his arms lightly, pulled the disciple who was about to be injured by Hu Caiting's sword, lightly grasped the long sword in his hand, and threw him off the stage.
The angle of the throw was obviously chosen, and the technique was just right.
The person's body has not lost its center of gravity, and the disciples in the audience have already taken it over.
This set of movements was done in one go, just like everyone's demeanor, and made everyone present praise secretly.
Is there really something weird about that brat?What most people have at this time is mostly ordinary thoughts.
This farce made all the guests and friends present suspicious, they didn't dare to ask more questions, and they didn't want to leave.
Such a strange battle situation will definitely become a strange story in the world in the future.
But Qingyun didn't feel relaxed at all. From the moment Zhang Yingfeng got hold of the long sword, he felt as if the entire high platform was covered with a layer of ice.
Every movement of Zhang Yingfeng seemed to turn into a killer move from any angle, all the killing intent came from all around at this moment, but only locked on him.
Of course he was not sure to resist, so he let out a long howl, and the sword in the sheath came out with a howl.
cut!
This slash did not go to Zhang Yingfeng, but to the disciple of the Eastern Sect who was about to attack Hu Caiting from the flank.
The man heard the shrill and hoarse sound of the long sword piercing the air beside him, so he knew it very well, he hastily dodged sideways, and this time he dodged, he happened to be between Zhang Yingfeng and Qingyun.
Of course, Qingyun knew that this kind of tricks couldn't stop Zhang Yingfeng's ultimate move, but his original intention was just to slow him down.
"Let's go!" He shouted loudly, warning Cai Ting and Di Zhi, but his subordinates didn't stop, and he didn't intend to leave at all.
Hu Caiting ignored him, and just shouted, "Get down!"
For unknown reasons, when Qing Yun heard this voice, he always behaved so obediently, and at this moment, without the slightest hesitation, he immediately rolled down on the spot.
And Zhang Yingfeng has also activated at this time!
Zhang Yingfeng's sword was as fast as a swift shadow, none of the three could clearly see where the sword landed.
But Cai Ting and Ben didn't care where the sword was going to land, they raised their slender hands slightly, and a gray shadow hit Zhang Yingfeng head-on.
Both the human figure and the gray figure are extremely fast, and the relative speed at this time is naturally faster, it is unbelievably fast, and it is faster than the eyes of everyone present.
Of course, except for experts like Zhang Yingfeng.
It's just that he didn't pay attention to such a small trick as a hidden weapon. With a flick of his left arm, the gangster slammed into the object.
The spectators were feeling sorry for the young man on the stage, seeing that someone was about to splatter five steps with Zhang Yingfeng's sword.
But suddenly there was a loud bang, and the high platform collapsed and disintegrated in an instant, with wood and stone flying.
The guests sitting in the front seats kept ouching, and some of them had obviously lost their lottery.
Amidst the exclamation, a group of disciples rushed into the smoke and dust, only to see that Zhang Yingfeng's entire right arm was gone, his whole body was covered with burns and strange cuts, blood gushed out like a fountain, and he saw that he was taking in more qi but not going out.
The few doormen on the stage were unprepared, some screamed loudly and rolled over on the ground, some fainted on the ground, and they didn't know if they were still breathing.
On the other hand, the three of Qingyun knew what would happen, and took precautions when they fell down.
Although some skin injuries were suffered when the platform collapsed, it is commonplace for people who practice martial arts.
Taking advantage of the smoke and dust, he had already fled to the backyard.
Hu Caiting threw this thunderbolt, although he knew that the damage was extraordinary, but he still didn't expect such power.
Thinking about it now, I felt a little scared, so I tremblingly asked Qingyun, "What should we do now?"
"Let's go, take advantage of the chaos and go to the Gaofu, clean up the door!" Qing Yun's mood was not calm, his blood was surging, and he looked like he was doing a big job.
"Clean the portal?"
"Yes, look for Gai Kun! He's here!" Qing Yun said angrily.
"He doesn't live in Gaofu. He should live, five miles west of the city... Liuhe Temple..."
Ji Zhi's heart trembled slightly, "How do you know the details?"
Hu Caiting calmed down and tried to control the panting caused by tension and exhaustion, "Don't forget, he used to be a member of Tanzong."
There is nothing wrong with that.
Tan Zong seeks to reestablish himself in the world. Naturally, some people pay attention to the former disciples, and there is no reason not to care about the behavior of Gai Kun, a traitor.
The news of the accident in the martial arts hall spread quickly, and soldiers quickly announced it.
The three of them didn't dare to stay, and they didn't dare to show up on the official road, so they planned to sneak out of the city in two batches before the government closed the city to search and arrest.
Because Binzhi was slightly sprained when he fell, Qingyun protected him and walked behind.
Hu Caiting has the best lightness kungfu and knows the way, so he hurriedly made a mark to guide the two of them.
When Hu Caiting was far away, Dian Zhi patted Qing Yun's shoulder meaningfully, "Gai Kun may not show up today."
"""""Knock on the blackboard time"""""
There really isn't much to say about this chapter.
But since this chapter mentions "Historical Records of Assassin Biography", we can talk a little more.
The five biographies of the Assassins are Cao Mo, Zhuan Zhu, Yu Rang, Nie Zheng, and Jing Ke (namely Qing Ke).
Among these five people, Yu Rang and Jing Ke were actually unsuccessful, but they are the most famous in later generations.I don't know if it's because tragic heroes are more pitiful.
In this work, the Qing family is the protagonist, so it is natural to reverse the case for them.But among these five people, Nie Zheng might really be the leader, because Cao Mo hijacked one person, and Zhuan Zhu violently stabbed one person, and Nie Zheng stabbed Xia Lei to death under the guard of armored soldiers in full view. After cutting down dozens of people, he died of exhaustion.This combat power is undoubtedly second to none among the five people who are interpreting at the same time.
It was originally planned to enter a weekly double update after the first week of consecutive updates.
However, after being instructed by an expert, he still decided to continue for another week and break through the signing line.
The days of being alone are really tough.
Friends who pass by remember to come out to bubble, chat,
Give me the motivation to write!Seaman & Ciri!
(It's so old-fashioned that I can't stand it)
(End of this chapter)
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