Lingxian Zhenjun

Chapter 41

"it is good!"

Several cheers resounded in the depths of misty clouds in Canglan Mountain.

Winding mountains, birds pass through the sea of ​​clouds, spread their wings and fall to the pines on the edge of the cliff, blinking their eyes and jumping on the branches, looking curiously at the wide square in the distance, the bricks and stones of Baiyan are neatly paved like Chinese jade, five The pavilions are carved with precious grids, the high pavilion in the middle, and a broad sword with simple carvings hanging in front of the door, faintly exuding power.

On that square, the clouds filled the ground, like a fairyland. The figures who came and went stopped and looked at the crowd around there. They were all disciples of the Canglan Sword Sect. There were men and women dressed in inner and outer doors to serve. The two used the sword control technique, and in mid-air, the two magic swords collided back and forth with magic light.

The sword moves with the person, and the person moves with the sword.

The two were also under the dharma sword, fighting with their fists and feet, hitting with each punch, the lingering clouds were scattered in all directions, and the rolled up air waves enveloped the two of them and pushed them around, causing pain on the faces of the surrounding people.

Zhu Jingshu's face was cold, she slammed her palm against the punch from her senior brother, and suddenly jumped up, grabbed the magic sword that was spelled in mid-air, and rushed to the sky, wiping the sword with her fingertips, the light blue magic light flourished, and the girl Included together.

"Okay, the imperial energy is soaring to the top of the cloud, and the spiritual energy is poured into the veins like a sword envoy, Junior Sister Ruyue, your disciple Yujian Jue has already completed the first three levels of Dzogchen."

On the sword-holding tower, Wang Xuanyi looked at the light blue light soaring into the sky with his hands behind his back, and praised: "For the younger generation, she should be the best."

"Hehe, brother is too modest. The East, South, and North courtyards, and the sword building of brother, among the younger generation, there are many people with high aptitude."

The beautiful woman named Ruyue looked at the disciple who rushed up to the sky and swooped down suddenly with a sword, the corner of her mouth couldn't help but smugly smiled.

"After going out this time and returning, Jing Shu's realm has improved a bit, but she still can't be praised by her senior brother."

In the field of vision of the two, the air trembled and hummed, and the center of the square faced the sword light bombarding down like thunder from the sky. Qin Shouyan was under a lot of pressure, and immediately greeted the Yuheng sword in his hand——

Two beams of sword light exploded in the air, like dazzling, the light blue magic light divided into two, then divided into four, densely arranged in the sky, and then, crashed down.

In an instant, a group of disciples who were watching from below hurriedly raised their sleeves to cover their faces, and were immediately hit by the blowing air wave and took two steps back.

When the strong wind subsided and the clouds filled the square, Qin Shouyan kept Yujian motionless. Around his feet, there were afterimages of long swords falling to the ground, and holes were inserted into the floor tiles.

The god of Tianzhong is completely free, the sword wants to slay the dragon with Qi, and the magic of Changling's meridians...

Wan Jian Jue!

The minds of all the disciples were buzzing. Unexpectedly, the elder sister of the West Academy had already touched the threshold of the Wanjian Jue. The afterimages of the magic swords falling now are not enough for Wanjian, but there are also hundreds of swords.

On the sword tower, Wang Xuanyi and the Ruyue woman were also stunned for a moment, and then laughed.

"It seems that it deserves the title of outstanding."

At this time, someone came up from downstairs and said something in a low voice, and the woman saw the headmaster Wang Xuanyi frowned slightly.

……

on the square.

The dust and clouds dissipated, and in mid-air, Qianying landed lightly with her sword in her hand. With a twist of her wrist, the Zhan Qing dharma sword 'Qiang' was sheathed. She glanced at the astonished senior brother Qin Shouyan on the ground, and turned around without saying a word. out, straight away.

"Sister!"

A little girl squeezed out of the crowd, about fourteen or fifteen years old, pretty and well-behaved, wearing a light white gown, which looked a bit loose, with a wooden sword on her back, dragging her two wide sleeves to flap one by one in the wind trot over.

"Wow, Senior Sister, you were so amazing just now."

The little girl followed one side quite lively, chirping and gesticulating, talking about the scene just now, her little face was flushed with excitement, her big eyes were blinking, and she put her hands together on her chin longingly, "In the future, I will be as powerful as my senior sister. "

Zhu Jingshu looked at the lively junior sister with a cold face, smiled a little on her face, encouraged her a few words, and said with a smile, "You want to hear a story, right?"

"Well, then Qin Qiong's story hasn't been finished yet."

Zhu Jingshu touched her head with a smile, then bowed to the simple carved sword hanging in front of the Sword Holding Tower, and then continued to move forward with the little girl, continuing to talk about the unfinished story while walking.

The little girl's eyes sparkled.

"Is the outside world really so wonderful?"

"It's just a story. The outside world is more cruel than the story. I heard that the Tianshimen in the north have disbanded their sects, dismissed a group of disciples to resist Hu, or continued to kill demons among the people to do some practical things for the world."

"Then why don't we go?"

"I don't know... Maybe the head has the head's consideration." Zhu Jingshu turned her head to look at the towering pavilion surrounded by clouds, and subconsciously squeezed the scabbard tightly.

The little girl at the side didn't notice her subtle movements, and raised her pretty face in distress: "...I don't even know when I will be able to go down the mountain, so I want to be like senior sister, subduing demons... I can't even kill demons..." I don't know anything... Oh, that's right."

Suddenly thought of something, the little girl pulled her side to look back at the senior sister holding the sword building.

"...Is the person named Chen Yuan also very powerful? He can injure two senior brothers. Senior sister stayed with me for a while... Many senior brothers and sisters in the door said that the senior sister did not help her own people, but also followed crooked ways. Under the same roof..."

"Young lady, don't listen to their nonsense. To practice the Tao and cultivate your mind, you must have your own opinions, and you can't copy what others say."

This little junior sister has been getting close to Zhu Jingshu since she entered the door. She withdrew her gaze and continued: "You know: there is no righteousness or evil in the Tao, and everything is based on human beings. That person is not like you and I have a mountain gate to rely on. He only has a crazy master. The only things I learned were those evil methods."

"So the senior sister also helped him? But why did you help him?"

Zhu Jingshu didn't answer, but just looked at the road under her feet, remembering that the man deliberately raised his voice to tell her a story through the door.

He smiled suddenly, and said softly:
"I don't know, maybe he is a bit like my father..."

His gaze became blurred, and the picture from the depths of his memory seemed to emerge again.

The lonely girl stood barefoot on the cliff, looked at the woodcutter lying in a pool of blood, and cried, "Father—"

In the distance, someone stood in the sky holding a sword.

At this moment, someone from behind chased her up and disturbed her thoughts, the picture shattered and dispersed, and she saw a junior holding a sword tower, cupping his hands and saying: "Senior sister, the master asked you to go over."

"What's the matter?"

"I heard that a fellow Taoist from the Tianshimen came to us for help when he was exterminating demons in the north of the Canglan River."

Zhu Jingshu nodded, let the little girl named Youniang go back on her own, and followed the junior to Pingjian Tower.

……

The sky outside the mountain descended, and they headed east along the rushing Canglan River.

In Linjiang County, which is located by the river, the sound of clappers being knocked can be heard in the streets of the city. Amidst the occasional barking of dogs, a gust of wind blew over the back of the warrant's neck, faintly bringing out the sound of bells.

I saw a cloud of green smoke blowing across the street and rushing towards the mansion with the words "Xu's Mansion", a golden light that ordinary people cannot see suddenly bloomed on the two drawing papers on the door.

The cloud of green smoke bounced back in an instant.

"Where is the smoke coming from? Cough cough..." When the two soldiers guarding the mansion gate waved away the choking smoke, suddenly a white arm covered with tulle stretched out extremely long from the smoke, and grabbed it One of them pulled his neck into the smoke.

The other soldier was so frightened that he collapsed and sat down on the ground.

After a while, the smoke quickly spread away, leaving the soldier's body lying on the street.

There was a faint voice in the mist.

"The Xu mansion cannot enter..."

'They have gone out at five o'clock, going to the mountains...'

(End of this chapter)