Gao Wu Daming: Dressed as a court eagle dog

Chapter 21 Snow Soul
Xuanwu Mountain.

On the top of Dongfeng Peak, Lianjianping.

This is the place where the disciples of the Taiyi Sect practice their swords. In the past, there should be a lot of shouting and shouting, and the sword light is like water.

But at this moment, more than [-] disciples gathered under the highest Sword Enlightenment Stone in Lianjianping, staring at a rusty sword stuck on the stone.

It is not surprising that the sword body is halfway into the stone body, and it is full of rust.

But just now, a piece of rust on the sword fell off inexplicably, exposing the ice-blue blade inside, and the cold air overflowed!
Only then did everyone realize that after hundreds of years of wind and rain, the rusty sword body was not damaged at all!

"It's unbelievable, how many years has this sword been inserted here?" A disciple asked in amazement.

"According to the Zongmen's classics, this sword was realized by the patriarch on the day of his death. He deliberately cut out the sword marks and inserted it into the stone. At least it must have been three or four hundred years ago."

"It's been so long? Then the rust must have been hundreds of years. I always thought it was a piece of scrap iron, but I didn't expect the rust to fall off."

"I heard that all spiritual-level weapons have spirituality. Could it be the 'spiritual self-obscuration' in the novel?"

"It's possible, it's possible! It has sensed a new owner? Come, come, whoever goes up and tries to see if it can be pulled out."

"Don't be ashamed, how long have we been practicing swords here? If we can pull it out, we will pull it out sooner..."

Everyone chattered and chatted, and suddenly someone shouted: "Master is here!"

The disciples hurriedly dispersed.

A grim-faced middle-aged man approached. He was dressed in black and had a strong aura. It was Pei Yangchun, the head of the Taiyi Sect. Behind him was the eldest disciple Xia Zheng.

"In front of the enemy, don't think about making progress..."

Pei Yangchun glanced coldly at those disciples, and shouted, "Go back and practice swords!"

"Yes……"

A group of disciples, like eggplants beaten by Shuang, quickly returned to their original positions in Lianjianping to practice swordsmanship.

Although Taiyi Sect's top school "Xuanyin Sword Art" is only at the upper level of the seventh rank, it is quite powerful when combined with the sect's sixth rank internal skill "The Sutra of Resisting Cold".

A group of disciples performed well.

Only then did Pei Yangchun look away, looking at Wu Jianshi and the rusty sword, also with surprise in his eyes.

"Master, this sword is..."

Xia Zheng was also very curious. Since there is a hidden sword in the Rusty Sword, why has Master never let anyone pull it out for so many years?

"This sword is called [Xue Po], it is ranked in the middle rank of the fifth rank, and it is extremely spiritual."

Remembrance flashed in Pei Yangchun's eyes, and he said with emotion: "... 300 years ago, the ancestor Li Mingyuan used it to sweep across the banks of the Yellow River. The trick [Drawing Water and Carving Ice] was created based on this sword..."

"I see."

Xia Zheng suddenly realized: "No wonder I always feel that the trick is weird, it seems that the power is not enough, so it's not our problem, it's the sword's problem!"

"..."

Pei Yangchun squinted at him, and said with a sneer, "[Xue Po] can only add to the cake, the lack of power is because you don't understand enough! How dare you talk nonsense!"

"cough!"

Embarrassed, Xia Zheng quickly bowed his head to admit his mistake: "I made a mistake, Master..."

"Two hours extra for evening class."

"Yes……"

Xia Zheng's face was bitter.

"This sword is made of Kunlun's ten-thousand-year-old cold iron. It has extremely different properties. It contains unparalleled yin energy. When it comes out, it will be covered with frost and the wind will dance. It is very powerful when paired with "Xuanyin Sword"! It's a pity... "

Pei Yangchun shook his head and sighed: "...It's a pity that the patriarch is a genius, but the younger generation is mediocre. Even if there is a magic weapon in hand, no one can control it! If you hold it forcibly, you will be hurt by the yin energy in the sword..."

"what?"

Xia Zheng opened his mouth wide in shock.

"The patriarch had no choice but to engrave his understanding of the way of the sword on the Enlightenment Sword Stone and seal it in the sword. I hope that the younger generation will have amazing and brilliant people to reproduce the unique skills of the Taiyi Gate, but..."

Pei Yangchun looked up at the sky, and sighed again: "It's been 300 years, the descendants are unworthy! Not only can't comprehend the unique skill, can't pull out [Snow Soul], even the original sixth-grade Lingwu sword technique is also greatly reduced in power due to incomplete inheritance. .Now, it is reduced to the situation of being bullied by evil monsters..."

Thinking of this, Pei Yangchun had mixed feelings, deeply ashamed of his ancestors, his eyes couldn't help getting moist.

Seeing that Master was sad, Xia Zheng felt even more uncomfortable, and said in a low voice, "It's because the disciple's qualifications are stupid, I'm sorry for Master's cultivation..."

"Do not."

Pei Yangchun smiled wryly, and patted him on the shoulder: "It has nothing to do with you. The Taiyi Sect fell to this point because of the incompetence of the teachers. Now that the magic soldiers show their sharpness again, I hope it is a blessing rather than a disaster..."

There are too many murders and treasures in the rivers and lakes.

A sword is a murder weapon.

[Snow Soul] Sleeping for hundreds of years, although it can't be used by the Taiyi sect, it is safe from being coveted because of the sealed sword.

Now that he is reappearing, it may be because he has finally found a destined person, or it may be because he cannot bear the killing intent and wants to nourish the front with blood...

If it is the latter, then it is likely to choose the most vicious people, which will make the current Taiyi Sect worse.

"Master! Master!"

Suddenly two loud shouts interrupted the train of thought of the two masters and apprentices. When they turned their heads, they saw a disciple rushing up: "Xuangui Cave... something happened to Xuangui Cave!"

Pei Yangchun's face changed slightly: "What's the matter!"

The disciple panicked: "There are snakes! There are so many snakes! The people in Ten Thousand Snake Cave have started to herd snakes again, and this time they are rushing into the cave!"

"Damn!"

Pei Yangchun cursed secretly, and immediately used his lightness kung fu to fly down the mountain, followed by Xia Zheng.

Xuangui Cave is located on the mountainside of Dongfeng, just opposite to Panshe Cave in Xifeng.The "Xuanwu" of Xuanwu Mountain comes from the two turtle and snake caves.

Pei Yangchun took Xia Zheng down the mountain quickly, but before he reached the place, he heard the faint sound of the flute.

Sharp, piercing!
They heard this voice countless times in the past two months, Pei Yangchun gritted his teeth in hatred, but there was nothing he could do.

When I arrived, I saw thousands of colorful poisonous snakes rushing up from the bottom of the mountain, surrounding the entrance of the cave, and rushing into the cave one after another.

The more urgent the sound of the flute, the fiercer the poisonous snake's attack!

More than a dozen disciples sprinkled realgar and tung oil again, but they still couldn't stop the poisonous snake from rushing forward recklessly, and backed away again and again in fright.

The entrance of the cave has become a sea of ​​fire.

The smell of medicine, burnt smell, bloody smell...

Pei Yangchun was furious, he drew his sword and slashed across the air.

Frost-cold sword energy swayed, and the ground instantly turned icy cold. Hundreds of poisonous snakes were split into two, and hundreds of others were frozen in place.

The offensive subsided, and the flute stopped.

"Hahaha!"

In the woods, wild laughter came faintly: ""Xuan Yin Sword" is well-deserved of its reputation, but it's a pity that it's hard to support it alone. You lead this group of little trash and want to stop us, wishful thinking! Here, otherwise, hehehe, Xuanguidong will be named Yang sooner or later..."

The flute sounded again.

The wave of snakes that had been rushing forward just now receded quickly, and they were ordered and banned like a murderous soldier, leaving only a mess.

Pei Yangchun was used to it.

This kind of attack, this kind of sarcasm, has been said several times in the past two months since Yang Wanli, who played Ten Thousand Snake Cave, returned from teaching the Five Poisons.

Although exhausted physically and mentally, but as the master of a sect, he must hold on, otherwise the Taiyi sect would fall into disarray if the helmsman fell.

"Is anyone injured?" Pei Yangchun turned around and asked.

A group of disciples shook their heads, looking depressed.

Pei Yangchun knew what they were thinking, but he had no intention of comforting them.

Yang Wanli's snakes are more than these ordinary ones. Counting the time, that giant snake is about to come out of its hole...

Pei Yangchun was anxious: "Why haven't you come yet?"

Just thinking of this, suddenly out of the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of a flash of lightning coming on the mountain road, tossing and turning, and I have already gone up the mountain for 400 meters in just a few breaths!
""Lightning God Walking"?"

Pei Yangchun was well-informed, and seeing such a speed, he couldn't help but be deeply shocked: "Seventh-rank unique learning, can have such power, even the master of the robbery sect can't do it!"

Just as he was about to give an order to guard, he saw the figure of the man appearing. Pei Yangchun saw his flying fish suit looming under the black cloak at a glance.

"finally reached."

Pei Yangchun was determined, he smiled for the first time in two months, and told his disciples: "Ask the chef to host a banquet for the distinguished guests from the capital!"

(End of this chapter)