The supporting role of the heavens is fierce

Chapter 82

Ever since Liu Jing followed Yan Zhao and experienced the joy of being a woman, her heart was completely shaken, and she regained her demeanor as the eldest lady of the Liu family.

Yan Zhao found that she was more and more like Huo Qingtong, with a straightforward and handsome personality.

She didn't hide her feelings at all, but Huo Qingtong was used to singing prairie folk songs when fighting was fierce, while Liu Jing was used to humming southern ditties.

However, this gentle southern tune sang to her the high-pitched and agitated folk songs of northern Shaanxi.

After Qu Feiyan made some excuses and left Yilin behind, they all lived in the same courtyard.

Qu Feiyan wanted to match again, so he stalked and lived in the same room with Yilin.

Whenever Yan Zhao and Liu Jing were practicing swordsmanship, and Liu Jing's high-pitched ditty came, Yilin always sat cross-legged and chanted scriptures in a low voice.

It's just that the voice is trembling, the face is red and the heart is beating, how can I calm down.

Qu Feiyan teased and teased her in all kinds of ways, Yilin only felt that she would not be able to stay and learn the magic sword technique, and she was afraid that she would fall into the way of the devil first.

At that time, even if you learn the sword technique of subduing demons, the first demon you must subdue is yourself.

After enduring three days of torture, Yilin felt that it was really hard for her to persist, so she proposed to return to Mount Heng.

Qu Feiyan threatened Yilin, saying:
"Sister Yilin, you don't know how good-looking you are, and you should know that this Jianghu is not just a flower-picking villain like Tian Boguang. Now you are on the road alone, and if you meet such a villain again, you will not be able to do martial arts, and you will lose the pavilion master. The hero saved you, you will fall into the hands of the bad guys, do you know how miserable the result will be?"

Yilin has experienced the Tian Boguang incident, and listened to the devil singing for three nights, plus Qu Feiyan's knowledge popularization, she is no longer a stupid nun who just came down the mountain and doesn't understand anything.

In her heart she was afraid that she would fall into the wrong hands, she had already understood Qu Feiyan's purpose for staying behind, and she was also afraid that she would fall into Qu Feiyan's trap.

A girl of sixteen or seventeen years old, although she used to practice martial arts and recite scriptures in the mountains, she didn't understand anything, but after walking around in this world of mortals, she gradually understood everything.

Every time she chanted scriptures and resisted the intrusion of the devil's voice, she would always think of going back to Yanloutou, the demon leader Tian Boguang was raging fiercely, and when she was in despair, the celestial pavilion master stepped up the building. figure.

After thinking too much, a lot of charming thoughts that she shouldn't have came into her heart, which only made her want to escape as soon as possible, otherwise, she would be doomed forever.

……

On this day, Yan Zhao asked Qu Feiyan to call Yilin, and he was finally going to teach Yilin the sword skills.

Yilin felt uneasy, she deliberately avoided seeing Yan Zhao for the past few days, but learning swordsmanship was the purpose of her stay.I have to learn.

Yan Zhao was practicing swordsmanship in the courtyard, and Yilin saw that before he drew his sword, his figure was as tall and straight as a jade tree, the sunlight hit his jade-like face, it was so super-drawn and dusty, the hem of his gown was blown up by the wind, It seems that it will go with the wind at any time.

For some reason, she felt some peace and joy in her heart, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Yan Zhao straightened his sword and stabbed, suddenly there seemed to be a wave surging, and the dampness in the wind suddenly came.

There was also a slight wave in Yilin's heart lake, and she saw Yan Zhao walking away, the sword was thundering, and a trace of cold air was emitted from the sword. Although she felt the cold air coming, she didn't want to move, just thinking about time. Stop here.

She prayed secretly in her heart:

"May the Bodhisattva bless the believer in front of him, so that he will be free from illness and disaster, and be safe and happy all his life."

After Yan Zhao retracted the sword, he turned his head to look at Yilin, and saw her clasping her hands, eyes slightly closed, and praying softly.

The sun fell on her smooth head, emitting a layer of golden light, and the plain black clothes were put on her exquisite and undulating figure, which had a strange temptation.

Yan Zhao sighed inwardly, and said:

"Yilin, do you understand the sword technique?"

Yilin opened her eyes and looked at Yan Zhao, she was finally able to look directly into his eyes, she smiled slightly and said:

"Mr. Lin, poor nun is full of dust now, I'm afraid I won't be able to learn this sword technique."

Yan Zhao's heart skipped a beat, but he didn't expect that this seemingly weak little nun, who would fall down at any time with a slight push, would be so calm and brave that she would say such words that made him admire.

Then, Yan Zhao remembered that in the original timeline, she was unwilling to let go of Linghu Chong in countless life and death crises.

This little nun, she has never lacked bravery!
Seeing Yilin looking at him with clear eyes, Yan Zhao's heart softened, and he said softly:
"If you can't learn it today, learn it another day. I will always let you learn it."

Yilin said softly:

"What if it doesn't work another day?"

Yan Zhao laughed and said:

"Even if you can't learn it all your life? With me protecting you, who in this world can do anything to you?"

Yilin put her hands together again, closed her eyes, and said softly:

"Amitabha!"

Yan Zhao's heart became softer, he raised his hand, and then put it down again.

After all, he didn't touch that alluring bald head.

Qu Feiyan watched this scene quietly, only feeling that the world is beautiful, nothing is better than this.

At this moment, she seemed to understand a lot.

At this moment, she really wanted to become that dignified little nun.

……

Zuo Lengchan's gauntlet finally arrived.

Surprisingly, the messenger was just an ordinary disciple.

Although Liu Zhenfeng hated the Songshan School, he would not be in trouble with an ordinary disciple.

After Yan Zhao came out, the man didn't salute and said:
"But Pavilion Master Lin in person?"

Yan Zhao said:

"I remember that Songshan has the Thirteenth Taibao, why did you send a disciple like you here?"

Qu Feiyan giggled and said:

"Three have already died, I'm afraid that one more will die when we come."

The disciple didn't get angry, and obviously had a good temper, and said:
"The head of my family said that since Pavilion Master Lin wants to intervene in the affairs of the Wuyue Sword Sect, he must have mastered his own martial arts. Now that Dao Xiaomo is the leader, my family's head is unwilling to do more damage for the sake of the world. Special invitation to Pavilion Master Lin Half a year later, we will compete openly, and the winner will be determined by martial arts. Since the time is chosen by my head, the location can be chosen by Pavilion Master Lin."

Yan Zhao said:
"You Songshan Mountain is not far from Luoyang, let's meet in Luoyang on September [-]th!"

The disciple replied:
"My family's head also said that if Pavilion Master Lin loses, he doesn't want Pavilion Master Lin to fight for the lives of the three elders of Songshan, so he asked Pavilion Master Lin to join Songshan sect for the livelihood of the people in the world, and do everything for the eradication of the Demon Cult. Do your best."

Yan Zhao smiled and said:
"Zuo Lengchan is worthy of a generation of great masters. He is indeed very imposing. However, I am not as imposing as he is. I don't want to say anything if I win. I just hope that he can survive under my hands."

The disciple didn't mind, stared at Yan Zhao and said:

"Then Pavilion Master Lin complied with the conditions of my family's head?"

Yan Zhao said:

"Tell Zuo Lengchan that if I really lose to him, I will work for him and destroy the Demon Cult."

Qu Feiyan said:
"Pavilion Master, what if Zuo Lengchan loses? Do you want him to join our Xixin Pavilion?"

Yan Zhao shook his head and said:
"You tell Zuo Lengchan that if he can survive from my hands, he will make an oath that he will never leave Songshan Mountain in his life!"

The disciple nodded and said:

"In that case, I will bring Pavilion Master Lin's words to the head of my family."

Yan Zhao waved his hand and said:
"Go."

After the man went out, Liu Zhenfeng said worriedly:

"Pavilion Master, Zuo Lengchan is indeed a martial arts genius in the world. His internal strength, palm technique, and swordsmanship are all outstanding at that time. Besides, Zuo Lengchan has been deliberating for decades and will not tolerate failure. I am afraid that the Pavilion Master will do the best. Bad plan."

Yan Zhao laughed and said:

"It doesn't matter! Half a year is not too short. The head of your Tianyin Hall should return to his position before then."

Liu Zhenfeng hesitated for a while and asked:

"Pavilion Master, in terms of rhythm, only Big Brother Qu Yang can compete with me in this world. Since the deputy head of Tianyin Hall is Big Brother Qu Yang, shouldn't I be the head of the hall? I don't believe that in this world, Who else's temperament realm can be higher than that of Brother Qu Yang and me."

Yan Zhao laughed and said:

"I have already chosen someone for the head of the Tianyin Hall."

Liu Zhenfeng was still not reconciled, and asked:
"Excuse me, Pavilion Master, who is this person? Could it be my senior brother, Mo Da?"

Yan Zhao shook his head, smiled without saying a word.

(End of this chapter)