Taiqing Sword

Chapter 12, The Elder of Ziwu Palace Keqing

When Shangguan Jinghong woke up again, looked around, turned his aching body, got out of the bed, and walked out the door, he found himself in a manor like a paradise, with a well-proportioned courtyard, red bean trees in the corner of the garden, lush and green, butterflies flying, Everything made Shangguan Jinghong feel like he was in heaven, if it wasn't for the obvious pain in his body.

"Are you awake?" Shangguan Jinghong, who was still savoring the beautiful scenery, was interrupted by a cold voice.

"Miss Leng." Shangguan Jinghong looked at Ning Ning Xin not far away and was very surprised. Could this be Ning Ning Xin's residence?
"You slept for three days."

"It's been three days, no wonder I'm a little groggy. My clothes are helped by Miss Leng..."

"Shut up if you shouldn't ask." Halfway through the conversation, Ning Ningxin interrupted.

"Oh……"

"Heal your injury as soon as possible, and get out of here." Ning Ningxin dropped a sentence coldly, turned around and left, Shangguan Jinghong shook his head and smiled, this woman obviously wanted to care about her injury, and insisted on making herself behave unkindly.

Not long after Ning Ningxin left, the poignant melody "White Fox" echoed again in the valley.

Shangguan Jinghong listened quietly over and over again, what is the story of this condensed heart.

For more than ten days in a row, Ning Ningxin had to play it several times a day, and Shangguan Jinghong's head was getting dizzy from hearing it. If he had known, he shouldn't have told her this song.

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In the blink of an eye, Shangguan Jinghong lived in the valley for more than a month, his injuries have already recovered, and his internal strength has also recovered from overdraft, which seems to be better than before.

"Your injury is almost healed. When are you going to get out of the valley?" Ning Ning's heart was still cold. After more than a month of getting along, Shangguan Jinghong had already gotten used to it. Hong also once wanted to live in seclusion in the countryside and be a farmer for a moment, but he still wanted to go out for a walk without regret. Today Ning Ningxin proposed, Shangguan Jinghong raised his head and sighed slightly.

"Miss Leng, I really should leave."

Shangguan Jinghong saw that the red bean trees in the garden had already produced red beans, and they were full of red. No wonder the ancients said that red beans are acacia beans, but at this moment Shangguan Jinghong felt a little bit reluctant.

Ning Xin heard the news of Shangguan Jinghong's departure, her body trembled slightly, and she recovered in an instant, but Shangguan Jinghong didn't notice: "Get lost." He was about to leave after speaking.

Shangguan Jinghong looked at Ning Ningxin's back, and said softly: "Red beans grow in the southern country, and a few branches will come out in spring. May you pick more, this thing is the most lovesick."

Listening to Shangguan Jinghong's Hongdou Ci, Ning Ning's heart paused, as if stuck here, and it was difficult to move a step: "Miss Leng, since ancient times, there is love and hatred. You should always let go of what should be let go, and learn to let go of what you can't let go of." , It’s not easy for a person to live in peace, so why put such a heavy burden on yourself?”

For a long time, the two stood like this without speaking, and finally Shangguan Jinghong broke the tranquility: "I...I'm leaving, Miss Leng, I really hope that we can meet in Jianghu, and thank you Miss Leng Save each other."

Ning Ningxin just stayed where she was, and when she heard Shangguan Jinghong's footsteps drifting away, she suddenly turned around and said, "Hello." Hearing Ning Ningxin's voice, Shangguan Jinghong turned his head, and Ning Ningxin didn't speak either. , There was another long silence: "If, one day, you are tired of fighting in the rivers and lakes, will you come back here?"

"Yes!" Shangguan Jinghong left only one word, and added in his heart, I will definitely come back.

After leaving the grave, Shangguan Jinghong suddenly found that he had nowhere to go again. In the season of spring, Shangguan Jinghong felt a little desolate in his heart. Maybe he did not belong to this world after all, homeless, Narcissus, Condensed Heart , two women, one hot, one cold, he didn't know where he should go, and he didn't know how he would face Narcissus three years later, no, there were less than two years left.

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"Brother Shangguan! You're fine, haha, you're fine, I'm so worried these days." A rough voice interrupted Shangguan Jinghong's contemplation, looking at the person, Shangguan Jinghong's eyes lit up.

"Brother Nangong, why are you here?"

"I'm ashamed, brother, I'm sorry for you, I'm still here, and I'm relieved to see that you're fine." Nangong Lie turned around embarrassedly: "Come on, brother, let me introduce you. It's our old Palace Master." Said Nangong, pointing to an old man with an old face and full head of silver hair.

"I've met senior." Shangguan Jinghong heard Nangong Lie speak of the old palace master, and realized that this person was He Yannian, the head teacher of Ziwu Palace.

He Yannian laughed loudly: "Little friend, old man He Yannian, these days I often hear Nangong talking about my little friend. It is said that my life was saved by my little friend, so don't be so polite."

"Senior, how dare this junior take credit? Seeing that senior is in good health, I think it's a good luck for Brother Nangong to live up to his fate. This junior also feels at ease." Shangguan Jinghong said politely, He Yannian looked at this 25-year-old young man, I have a good impression.

"Little friend, I heard from Nangong that your kung fu is much higher than his. You are young and promising, and you are also the old man's savior. Hmm... I wonder if my little friend has any martial arts?"

"The younger generation has no family, no sect, and is alone."

"That's just right, I wonder if my little friend is willing to be the elder guest of my Ziwu Palace?" He Yannian took out a waist card made of fine iron from his arms, and handed it to Shangguan Jinghong, Shangguan Jinghong took a look He waved his hands again and again: "Don't dare, don't dare, don't dare, junior He De, how can you dare to be the elder of Keqing."

He Yannian didn't care about his refusal, and directly stuffed the token into his hand: "There's nothing wrong with it. From now on, you are the elder guest of my Ziwu Palace, hahaha."

Shangguan Jinghong looked at Nangong Lie with a wry smile, but Nangong Lie grinned loudly: "Brother, now you and I are not only sworn brothers, but also brothers."

Shangguan Jinghong was only holding the token. Just now he lamented that he was lonely and homeless, but now he has a home anyway, and the token in his hand is getting tighter and tighter, as if he is afraid of running away. It's not that Shangguan Jinghong is greedy for status , but the loneliness of being alone in the rivers and lakes, no one can understand.

"Oh, by the way, brother, you haven't said why you and Senior He are here?" Shangguan Jinghong patted his head and asked Nangong Lie.

"Brother, speaking of it, I was quite uneasy that you were still buried in the heart grave that day, but I was not afraid of delaying the old palace lord's injury, so I hurried back to Ziwu Palace, and the old palace lord got better treatment , I told the old palace master about this, but the old palace master...but..." Nangonglie subconsciously glanced at He Yannian as he spoke.

He Yannian ended up talking: "After I heard about it, I severely reprimanded Nangong. How can people in the Jianghu put their benefactors in danger and ignore them? What kind of loyalty are you talking about? Besides, this condensed heart has killed countless people. "

Nangong Lie chuckled: "So the old palace lord took me back to the Burial Heart Tomb. I'm fine now, brother, you're fine. Hahaha"

He Yannian glanced at Nangong Lie: "Little friend, I won't mention the past, now you are the elder guest of my Ziwu Palace, how about going back to the palace with the old man, so that the younger brother under the sect can get to know each other?" one time."

Shangguan Jinghong did not refuse. Ten days later, He Yannian and Nan Gonglie brought Shangguan Jinghong back to Ziwu Palace. He Yannian immediately held a banquet to celebrate Shangguan Jinghong. I'm in a good mood.

"Brother, come here, let me try, have you improved your boxing skills? How about we just compare moves without internal strength?" Halfway through the banquet, Nangong Lie clamored to try Shangguan Jinghong's kung fu.

At this time, Shangguan Jinghong was also slightly drunk, thinking that my elder brother really knew my intentions, so I happened to try drunken fist.

Shangguan Jinghong stood up staggeringly, Nangong Lie was not polite, he punched Shangguan Jinghong in the face, Shangguan Jinghong swayed his body to avoid the punch, he was about to fall, but stood up shaking, Nangong Lie's eyes lit up, he guessed over and over again what kind of kung fu it was, and his fists and feet were not idle, but was dodged by Shangguan one by one, and suddenly became a little impatient: "I said you boy, it's really unpleasant, what are you doing in hiding? .”

Shangguan Jinghong chuckled: "Brother, be careful."

"Lv Dongbin—the power to lift a pot when drunk!" He muttered and punched Nangong Lie's fist, and when the two fists collided, Nangong Lie retreated more than ten steps. Surprised, Shangguan Jinghong made another move: "Han Zhongli——drunk step hugging the altar and heart!" A punch hit Nangong Lie's chest, Nangong Lie reacted quickly, and kicked Shangguan Jinghong's right shoulder back, only to see Shangguan Jinghong Seeing that she was about to fall to the ground, she said in her mouth: "He Xiangu—stretch her waist to offer a drunken walk!" She turned over, stumbled and stood up again.

Now not only Nangong Lie was interested, Bai Xingye, Lu Qing and other elders were also very interested, even He Yannian had eyes shining brightly. This set of boxing techniques is impeccable in terms of moves alone.

"Hey, brother, tell me what kind of kung fu you are doing. You clearly saw that you were going to the end, but you stood up again." Nangong Lie is a martial idiot, and he is very anxious when he sees novel kung fu.

"Brother, my set of boxing techniques is actually extremely simple. It's called Drunken Boxing."

"Drunken Fist, staggering, stumbling, really want to get drunk." Nangong Lie heard Shangguan Jinghong say this, and thinking about it again, it was indeed like being drunk.

"Brother, this Drunken Fist pays attention to ten characters. People are not drunk when they are drunk, but they are not drunk when they are drunk."

"I'm so drunk and not drunk, but this boxing technique is my own creation?" He Yannian clapped his hands and praised, causing Shangguan Jinghong to feel embarrassed: "Well, senior, I learned it secretly from a drunkard, haha. "

He Yannian glanced at Shangguan Jinghong, thinking that he was too modest, and didn't ask any further questions.

Nangong Lie on the side was like a deflated balloon. Originally, although his internal strength was not as good as Shangguan Jinghong's, at least he still had an advantage in boxing and kicking skills. Now he can't compare with anything else. He is so angry.

Looking at the depressed Nangong Lie, Shangguan Jinghong said: "Brother, if you want to learn, I can leave it to you."

Nangong Lie was quite moved when he heard that, Jiang Hushang is the most taboo to secretly learn other people's martial arts, and even some masters teach their apprentices to keep a hand, did not expect that this brother said so lightly that he would hand it over to himself, what a deep friendship this is.

"Brother, brother is a martial arts idiot. When I see novel martial arts, I just want to find out. If my brother is willing to teach, then I will not be polite."

He Yannian also likes Shangguan Jinghong more and more, this kid has a real temperament, no wonder he can become a brother with Nangong.

Before the banquet ended that night, Nangong Lie took Shangguan Jinghong to learn kung fu.

The next day, He Yannian sent Shangguan Jinghong another wooden sign with only one word 'Zang' on it: "Jinghong, this is the entry and exit order for Zangshu Pavilion. Except for the attic, you can read it at will. The classics in the cabinet."

Upon hearing this, Shangguan was overjoyed and said, "Thank you, senior!" Zheng was worried that he had too little experience in the world, so now he can take care of all the books, so he is naturally very happy.

Immediately, he took the wooden sign and went to Zangshu Pavilion.

The guard of Zangshu Pavilion was an old man who was about the same age as He Yannian. He looked at the wooden plaque in Shangguan Jinghong's hand with some surprise, and Shangguan Jinghong also vaguely felt that this old man was not simple, but he didn't know that the old man was even more curious. In the past 20 years, He Yannian has given out a total of two yuan for the entry and exit orders of the pavilion, both of which are his own disciples, but today he did not expect to give it to a young man he had never seen before.

But of course Shangguan Jinghong couldn't guess what the old man was thinking, he just couldn't wait to go to the Zangshu Pavilion, the old man said in a low voice: "The books in the Zangshu Pavilion can only be viewed, not taken out, not recorded, go in."

Shangguan Jinghong gave the old man a little salute, and then entered the Zangshu Pavilion.

The first time he saw it, Shangguan Jinghong was stunned. The two sects, three sects and six palaces of this mountain really deserved its reputation, and there are so many anecdotes about martial arts classics in this library.

Shangguan Jinghong stayed in this library for half a month, almost forgetting to eat and sleep. He read all the classics he was interested in, and gained a deeper understanding of the whole Jianghu. In the Jianghu, it is not only the twelve major factions that dominate the world, but also the magic sect. Existence, there are eight demon halls in the demon sect, whose strength can be compared to the twelve major sects, and there are eight levels of warriors, third-rate masters, second-rate masters, first-rate, super-first-rate, grandmaster, half-step innate, innate, and one-step to become holy. Each realm is divided into upper, middle and lower grades. Shangguan Jinghong is at the stage of the master's lower grade, while the master of the seven masters in the cloud is the upper grade, and Qingxuzi and Ning Ningxin have already reached the half-step innate high-grade realm. As for the innate masters, no one has seen them However, let alone becoming a saint in one step, it is simply a legend.

For Shangguan Jinghong, this is the most precious wealth at present. Only by knowing his own state, can he better save his life when he walks in the rivers and lakes in the future.

As for the classification of martial arts skills levels, Shangguan Jinghong, a time traveler, didn't care at all. He only believed that any kung fu should be practiced to the peak, it would be better than other kung fu.

Just when Shangguan Jinghong was about to leave Zangshu Pavilion, a dusty ancient book in the corner caught Shangguan Jinghong's eyes, as if meeting each other in the past life, Shangguan Jinghong walked straight to the corner.

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(End of this chapter)