long night walk

Chapter 752 The brothers and sisters of Jinwu Zangjiao
On snowy nights and cold mountains, the ancient road is difficult.

Bai Li'an came to the third level, and saw the towering pine tower standing upright in front of the building, with thick Songxue under the luxuriant branches and leaves, whirling by the night wind.

Under the tree, a man who was a painter was sitting on a snow stone, lighting a cup of cold tea in front of his feet, holding a section of boxwood upright between his knees, and a picture of clouds, birds and birds was printed on the smooth wood surface.

The man is holding a rough painting knife in his hand and is carving carefully.

Bai Lian was the last one to climb the mountain. At this time, there were no other participants in the third pass.

The male painter paused for a while, and a drop of bright red paint suddenly fell from between the sharp pens.

The paint is like blood, and with his stylus, it enters the eyes of the birds in the painting, the carved portraits in the wood suddenly appear towering, the wind and snow dance between the sky and the earth, and in the dim moonlight, the ancient palaces in the cold mountains in the distance are suddenly blurred and invisible.

The sky and the earth also went away, the chaotic clouds flew across, and in the cold wind, the birds in the painting flew out from the tip of his brush, and the surrounding atmosphere was full of yin.

And the wooden painting in the man's hand also completely changed the scenery, in which clouds, mist and mist waves glowed with green light and swam into words, turning into countless mortal inscriptions that were difficult for mortals to understand.

Bai Lian stopped in his tracks, looked calmly at the dark bird that swooped towards him, and punched out!
The Yinfeng Muxue lingering between the wings of the dark bird was torn apart instantly, and then, the body of the bird, which was drawn with the aura of the talisman, burst open, and the aura stuck to Bailian's fist, like cold water dripping onto a piece of it. On red-hot steel.

With a chirping sound, the smoke dissipated.

The man carrying the boxwood got up at some point, and he looked up and down Bai Lian:
"You used your fist just now, but you struck out the domineering Piyi's sword intent, but you didn't see a single bit of spiritual power. Even for a while, I couldn't understand what path you were cultivating."

"Please enlighten me, sir." Bai Lian knew that the assessment of the fourth test was not so easy. The man in front of him was clearly a sword cultivator, but he could enter Taoism with amulets, so he could become a ghost.

Boxwood has the power to attract ghosts, but don't forget, this is the Heavenly Seal Sword Sect, the land of the immortal sect of the Three Heavenly Dao Sects, which big ghost would dare to make a mistake here?

The ghost in the painting just now was clearly fabricated by this person out of thin air.

He said that he couldn't understand Bai Li'an's ways, so it's not that Bai Lian couldn't understand his ways.

The man shook his head, bent down and pulled out a lantern from the snow.

The lantern spontaneously ignited without fire, and the light was shining brightly, illuminating the path to the seclusion.

He said, "Will you follow me up the mountain?"

Bai Lian was surprised: "Is this a pass?"

The man smiled and said, "I am Quhexing."

Bai Lian was stunned again.

Qu Hexing, the eighth chaotic sword of the Tianxie, is one of the world-renowned legends. Although he ranks eighth among the thirteen swords of the Tianxie, his ability to manage the world is not weaker than the first sword.

There is no other reason, Quhexing is an outlier in Tianxie, and also an outlier among thousands of monks in the world.

He created a legendary career with ordinary qualifications.

Bai Li'an was not the first person to wear the Celestial Seal of Hundred Ghosts Walking around his waist, but Qu Hexing was.

Speaking of which, the fate of the two climbing the mountain is strangely similar, Qu Hexing, he is the one in a million Necromancer Root.

It's also what the outer disciple said... trash.

Tianxi Thirteen Swords, One Sword Junhe determines the universe with the body of a square gentleman, and Eight Swords Quhexing really creates miracles out of ordinary.

It is the hope that thousands of mortals yearn for.

It was only then that Bai Lian understood the reason for the inexplicable kindness under his calm appearance.

Because his climbing path tonight is the same path he once walked.

Bai Lian originally intended to find his past life again for mountain climbing, and was not interested in becoming a disciple of Tianxi Sword Sect.

Since there is a shortcut to take, he is naturally happy and relaxed.

The two were walking along the mountain path one after the other. Bai Lian suddenly thought of something, and suddenly asked: "Since the master is a chaotic sword, then the girl at the bottom of the mountain..."

Qu Hexing said: "Fengyi Jian Shenzhan, she is the eleventh junior sister."

So it turned out that Bai Lian was still surprised, which disciple dared to give and accept bribes so openly.

Qu Hexing didn't talk much, but he was a good man who answered every question. As long as it didn't involve Tianxi's secrets, he would patiently answer Bailian's puzzles.

What he took Bai Li'an was a real shortcut, leading directly to the Tianshan Mountains, ignoring the rules.

"I heard that Tianxi's selection of disciples this time is aimed at selecting a new Yuanrui sword?"

"good."

"But as far as I know, Thirteen Swords Jinsheng did not break his sword and fall."

"But the suzerain knows that he can no longer pull out the Yuanli sword. The thirteen swords of Tianxie are the foundational pillars supporting Tianjian Mountain. If Junior Brother Jinsheng can't take on this important task, he can only abdicate and make way for the virtuous."

"I heard that Lord Sword Master cherished Thirteen Swordsman Jinsheng the most in the past, and intended to train him as his successor."

Qu Hexing peeled open the weeds in the alley with the lantern in his hand, and said: "Junior Brother Jinsheng is the youngest and most vigorous of the Thirteen Swords, and he has a frivolous energy that the suzerain likes, so even if the suzerain doesn't say it, we But it can be seen that the suzerain intends to entrust Tianxi with the important task and great cause."

Just because the expectation is the greatest, the disappointment is even greater.

Bai Lian couldn't understand: "But Lord Sword Master has his own child."

Qu Hexing suddenly stopped and looked back at Bai Lian: "Don't say this in Tianxi from now on, it's for your own good."

"Why?"

Qu Hexing said in a deep tone, "Because the suzerain doesn't like Zhongyou."

If you don't like Zhongyou, then marry Empress Zhongyou...

"Thank you for the warning." Bai Lian didn't change his face, but his heart was full of mixed feelings.

The trail that Qu Hexing took him was not long, and it felt like reaching the sky in one step. In just one stick of incense, Bai Lian experienced the ancient artistic conception of looking at all the small mountains on this ancient mountain with thousands of rocks.

When he came to the top of the mountain, Bai Li'an raised his eyes and saw a hall with double eaves and verandas. The cloud pavilion towers into the sky, and the mountain gate is on Donggao. This piece of palace and Buddhist temple is majestic and majestic.

The crescent moon is half-curved, covered with cold snow on the mountain, there is a cold pool in front of the hall, a broken stele is used as a table, and a dozen figures gather around the stele, holding snow tea in their hands, sitting or standing, with different expressions.

And at the foot of the mountain, the bribed girl that Bai Lian met was also among them.

After a detailed count, there were exactly nine people.

Behind those ten people is the Tianxi Sword Sect, which enshrines the True God's Heavenly Temple, and each of the nine people is equipped with Zongyu at their waists.

In Tianxi, registered disciples are awarded wooden medals, outer disciples are awarded bronze medals, inner disciples are awarded silver medals, and direct disciples are awarded gold medals.

The elders are accompanied by a ruler.

There are only thirteen swords, with Zong Yu.

And the suzerain should be accompanied by Zong Yu.

Seeing this, Bai Lian suddenly felt guilty about going through the back door.

Of the nine levels, he almost cheated and passed three levels.

This is all right, there is no need to go for the rest, and the examiner will directly bring a blank answer sheet all the way to this place.

For those who have come here, the status of inner disciples is probably settled.

Tianxi Jianzong, who had always been strict in accepting disciples, was really ashamed when he became casual.

"Oh? You brought it up the mountain so soon?" Ye Qingzhou tossed the spirit lock bag in his hand, and looked at Bai Li'an with interest.

Ye Qingzhou, who is the Twelve Swords of Tianxie, has a good fate. He was born as a student in the south of the Yangtze River. In the spring rain of apricot blossoms, he has become a romantic man. He has an outstanding appearance and is an extremely handsome man.

Different from those serious sword cultivators, he has a dissolute look on his face, and even the solemn and solemn black and red sword suit looks wild and unrestrained, not like a swordsman, but more like a chic drinker .

He watched Bai Lian shake his head again and again, and sighed: "Is the landscape in this world so nourishing? How could such a handsome skin and bones have a dead soul root? It's a pity..."

Among the people here, the second senior sister, Yue Nu, was the leader, but she only glanced at Bai Lian and then withdrew her gaze, fixedly looking at the girl behind Bai Lian, her eyes were half snow-colored, but she didn't show any emotion at all. Alienated and cold, he is naturally approachable and gentle.

She took out a green dumpling from the food box, peeled off the lotus leaf clothes, and said with a smile: "The Tianxi Sword Sect has been fighting with thousands of swords all year round, and is extremely sensitive to the breath of monsters. This little deer is born with aura. It is not affected by this sword formation at all, and it is also a spiritual creature with a pure heart."

Little Luer was born in the mountains, untouched by mortal world and six desires, and because of his immature age, he is extraordinarily pure, kind and graceful. This is not a strange thing.

On the contrary, this ordinary-looking woman, as the owner of the Thirteen Swords of the Celestial Seal, must be hundreds of years old. Little deer is very similar.

Standing aloof from the world, looking at it like a cloud, as elegant as an orchid.

Xiao Luer looked at the green dumpling she handed over, gently tugged on Bai Lian's sleeve, looked up at him quietly with his little head up.

Bai Lian touched her little head, smiled and said, "Let's go?"

The little deer yelled twice, the corners of its lips curled up happily, and its body bent down like a beast.

"Cough." Bai Lian coughed lightly.

Little Lu'er reluctantly stood up straight, walked over in a well-behaved manner, not afraid of strangers, obediently took the green ball from Yue Nu's hand, and nodded to her politely.

"Does this deer have a name?" The Yue girl seemed to like her very much, she lowered her head and smiled, and wiped the food residue on her lips.

Before Bai Li'an could speak, the little deer who was lying between her legs and eating green dumplings raised his head, licked her fingers clean, bent his eyes and said with a smile: "Lin Yinxi, the name is given by the master, Nice to hear."

The Yue girl was surprised: "She should not be able to change form for a few days, but she can speak human language?"

The rest of the people are also amazed, this beast really has a spirit.

Bai Lian smiled and said, "My Lu'er has always been smart."

"When the frost falls, the bear rises up the tree, and the forest is empty and the deer drinks the stream. It is quite artistic to get this name." The Yue girl was more and more happy with the little deer.

Little Lu'er is not a glutton, she ate a green dumpling in a leisurely manner, and longed for what was on the plate.

Yue Nu felt sorry for her and took three more coins for her.

After eating three green dumplings, he was almost full. Xiaoluer touched his round belly and was very satisfied. He moved to Bailian's side with his little hooves, and lifted the hem of his skirt with both hands, making a gesture of poking his butt. .

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Bai Lian grabbed her small waist, hugged her horizontally, and pinned her under his armpit. After a while, he was afraid and sweated profusely.

In such a large crowd, she was making a scary pose with an innocent face, and he couldn't be regarded as a pervert by others!

Yue Nu smiled and said: "It may take some time for people from outside the mountain to climb the mountain. You should take your seat first and wait for a while."

Preconceived notion, Bai Lian came here with the idea of ​​being somewhat disappointed with the Tianxi Sword Sect, but he never thought that the Tianxi Thirteen Swords were quite different from what he expected.

Being with them, Bai Lian didn't feel restrained. After taking his seat, he said, "I'm also from Outer Mountain."

Li Jiangjian Ling Zhaoxue, ranked ninth, has a male and female appearance, but he is as famous as Baili Xianxian of Wandao Xianmeng, and has the same name as that one, which has a sissy look.

But what this man was carrying was a simple and rough domineering sword, which was incompatible with his slender figure like a willow.

He laughed and said: "A year ago, Fourth Senior Sister traveled back to the mountain and gave it to Tenth Junior Sister. She said that she met a young man who raised deer in Kongcang Mountain. He was born with a sword bone, and she liked it very much.

At that time, I didn't know what the "favorite" in the mouth of this sword-crazy senior sister meant. It wasn't until half a month ago that the senior sister returned to the mountain again and drew a portrait in private. But it was different from the swords she liked in the past. "

Among these nine people, including Qu Hexing, there are only ten sword masters.

The first sword Junhe is not here, and the other one who is absent is naturally Yunrong.

Although Bai Lian didn't know if she was hiding from him on purpose, he was not ignorant of current affairs, and naturally he would not cause unnecessary rumors and troubles for her for no reason.

But he really didn't expect that the sword-crazy girl would draw his portrait, which was really unexpected.

Bai Lian unconsciously rubbed the small horns on Lu'er's forehead with his fingers, endured and endured, but finally couldn't hold back, and asked in a low voice: "Miss Yunrong...isn't she in the mountain gate tonight?"

Ye Qingzhou laughed loudly, winked at Bai Li'an, and said with a smirk on his face: "You boy, you really came here for the fourth senior sister. You have spent so much time thinking about it. Hundreds of grieving ghosts, but you can make your elders useless." It took a lot of effort."

The former General Shangyang of the Qin State, now Chaoge Jian Shen Xuan, bowed his head and sipped tea, and said solemnly: "It is admirable to dare to rush to the White Camel Mountain with the roots of death."

Duanfengjian gave Qiang a dead face when he chased Qiang, and he looked a bit mean and unkind: "It's not easy to be the son-in-law of the Tianxi Sword Sect, and the fourth senior sister is not so easy to chase. Even if the fourth senior sister has a good impression of you, it is only because of you With a sword bone in her body, her talent has caught her eyes, and the name of sword idiot is not for nothing."

What he said made Bai Li'an think that this man secretly admired Yun Rong, so he was so mean.

But who knows, he went on to say: "However, since it is someone who can be avoided by Fourth Senior Sister on purpose, you and others may be really different from her. Fourth Senior Sister has a slow temper, so you still need to work hard in the future." , but don’t be afraid, we will help you.”

Bai Lian was speechless for a while, and said after a long time: "So everyone invited me to go up the mountain..."

All the sword masters looked at each other with an inexplicable meaning in their eyes. A dozen of them spoke in unison, as if they had discussed it in advance.

"We are here to help the Fourth Senior Sister (Junior Sister) hide her beauty in the golden house."

The golden house... what is hidden?

Bai Lian was dumbfounded, and almost slipped under the sword stele.

This group of people are too casual.

Bai Lian's shoulders suddenly sank, and Ye Qingzhou was smiling and patting him on the shoulder: "If I were someone else, I might not be willing to agree to such a ridiculous thing, but with your face that is more handsome than my Merry Sword , allow you to be a mascot on our White Camel Mountain."

Bailian: "..."

This group of people... are they taking the suzerain's order as a joke?

The matter of Tianxi Sword Sect's recruitment of disciples caused a lot of turmoil in the outside world. No one knew that this was a solemn and solemn event, and Sword Master Yu attached great importance to it.

But they acted like they were joking around. Those people who had worked so hard to take the exam at the foot of the mountain met with such a group of absent-minded examiners who just wanted to be matchmakers. It was also a sad reminder.

In the end, there were less than 50 people who passed five levels and cut six generals to finally reach the top of the mountain.

Among tens of millions of people, less than 50 were able to stand here in the end, which shows how strict Tianxi is in accepting disciples.

Jiang Yunqin has long since lost her former noble lady demeanor. After tossing and tossing through the Nine Passes, she is exhausted, and her body is covered in muddy and dirty paw prints, as if she just returned from escape.

In the nine trials, there is the assessment of searching for the test questions in the mountains, there is also the assessment of subduing the monsters prepared in advance by the inner disciples in the mountains, and there is also the assessment of breaking the maze of armor.

Before that, Jiang Yunqin didn't know anything about practice. She had no cultivation base, and apart from her rare spiritual root physique, she was just an ordinary person.

If she hadn't met her former friend Qi Liancheng at the fourth level, she might have been kicked out at the fifth level.

This trip up the mountain, she was very lucky and met an old friend.

She did not expect that Qi Liancheng, the young marshal known as "Little Shangyang" in Qin, would also come here to participate in the assessment of Tianxie.

She didn't even expect that a talented martial artist who was born in the general family of the Qin Dynasty would have some friendship with Prince Zhongyou.

Everyone in the world does not know that Zhongyou Crown Prince Ying Xiu is the only son of the sword master. Although he was raised in Zhongyou when he was young, everyone knows the truth that blood is thicker than water.

When meeting the Prince Zhongyou, Jiang Yunqin was so happy that his heart almost jumped out.

Who would have thought that the crown prince Yingxiu, who owns the inheritance of the entire Tianxie, would be so close to the people and obey the rules, he would also enter the pass in person and climb the mountain on foot.

With the glory of Qilian City, the uncultivated Jiang Yunqin came here.

I have seen the extraordinary demeanor of the general's tiger son, and the unparalleled glory of the prince of the mysterious dynasty.

The embarrassment brought to her by the boy she met in Jiang Zhong was completely erased and forgotten.

That's right, there are thousands of good men in the world, and the phoenix and the unicorn are all lucky to meet, why should they be so grumpy about that unruly mortal who has only a hundred years of glory and only knows how to do heresy.

Jiang Yunqin was bathed in the cold wind blowing from the top of the mountain, and his mood suddenly brightened.

Immediately afterwards, she heard the personable His Royal Highness the Crown Prince bowing to the Thirteen Sword Masters of Tianxie one by one, calling out respectfully to see his brothers and sisters.

Jiang Yunqin followed with his gaze, wanting to admire the demeanor of those legendary figures, but he never imagined that a dozen or so sword masters sitting beside the sword stele were sitting around a bonfire, roasting sweet potatoes and potatoes in a very smoky manner .

The golden needle girl who was in charge of the first level of assessment was impressively wearing the dark night unicorn fire suit and the sword master's attire. Xu Shi saw Bai Li'an's pale complexion and thought that ordinary people's bodies are not resistant to cold, so she carefully brought a piece of paper. Put on the fox fur for him.

The portrait of Merry is spread all over the world. Jiang Yunqin also knows the sword master of Qingzhou Sword. He pulled out a piece of sweet potato with a branch, peeled the skin with blowing air, and handed it to the boy with a smile.

The boy was wrapped in fox fur, but he didn't give any face to the sweet potato after he took it, and then fed it into the mouth of the girl lying between his legs.

After eating sweet potatoes, Goddess Sword Sword Master gently wiped off the burnt black ash between his fingers with a silk handkerchief, and asked him if he was sleepy.

At the foot of the mountain, the young man who was ridiculed as a waste by the outer disciples has indeed become the favorite of the group of thirteen swords.

The disheveled and disgraced test takers, who almost lost half their lives, looked at this scene in disbelief, with their eyeballs falling to the ground like a thunderbolt.

Among them, the one with the ugliest face seemed to have been severely slapped twice, and of course it belonged to the well-known Prince Zhongyou.

　Beibei is no longer short and weak

　　
　
(End of this chapter)