Sword Roaring to the Heavens: Seeking Taoism from Yihua Palace

Chapter 67: A Sword in Qingcheng and Liu Bufan
It is still a waste of time to make a non-powered hang glider, so he mobilized the maids to help.

Some court ladies are responsible for finding the materials he needs, and some follow his prompts to start making actions.

And Jiang Chen himself took a pen to draw the various parts of the hang glider.

There are so many people and so much strength, the hang glider, which could have been completed in two days, was completed in less than an hour.

Looking at the finished hang glider, he was eager to try it.

Although Yaoyue can fly against the wind, her lightness kung fu must rely on strength, and she cannot stay in the air for a long time.

After all, this is martial arts, not immortals.

Now the hang glider is ready and ready for test flight.

Jiang Chen has never played this thing before, and now he explains the hang gliding skills to Yaoyue.

Both of them are masters, even if they fall from a high place, nothing will happen.

Ask the maid to lift the hang glider to the top of the mountain, which is a hundred feet deep from the bottom of the valley, and a normal fall can only be a body smashed to pieces.

And Yaoyue and him performed lightness kung fu, and they were able to fly down safely with the help of many times.

A group of court ladies, including Lian Xing who heard the news, also wondered if this thing could fly into the air.

"The palace master waits for me to start, and we will rush forward together. Of course, if there is an accident, the palace will protect me."

"understood."

"start."

As the voice fell, Yaoyue did not run together, but kicked with the soles of his feet using internal force, and they flew out as if they had rocket propellers installed on their backs.

After rushing out of the cliff, he dived straight down. The wind was so strong that the strong air flow directly lifted the hang glider and flew up.

"Look at the palace lord and the others are flying, they are really flying."

The maids who saw it were very excited.

Jiang Chen grasped the parachute rope to control the direction of flight.

The speed is too fast, and the scenery below is unobstructed, which is really exciting.

Yaoyue also found it very exciting, especially the hang gliding shuttle between the cliffs was really thrilling.

Seeing Jiang Chen yelling, Yaoyue couldn't help showing a smile, that smile was overwhelming, and suddenly remembered a line of poetry "Looking back, a smile is full of beauty, and Liugong Fendai has no color."

Yaoyue's elimination of personality is really the best in the world.

"Palace Master, you look so pretty when you smile, like a flower..."

Why does it feel like this sentence is like a lyrics.

The two flew over the steep mountain forest, the winding river, and the Yihua Palace. The scenery was really beautiful.

After flying for half an hour, the two were ready to land, so they controlled the direction and flew towards the martial arts field. After landing safely, both of them felt refreshed.

"Is this fun, Palace Master?"

"good."

Watching Yaoyue recover her haughty look and walk towards her palace.

In the next few days, court ladies came to see the hang gliding one after another, and they also wanted to play, but Yaoyue said that Jiang Chen couldn't bring anyone to play with except her.

This woman is really domineering.

My beautiful and lovely Lianxing hasn't played yet, and I owe her a little in my heart.

Yihua Palace is a secret sect in Jianghu. There are only women in the sect, but now there are two men.

Yihua Palace is located in Jinxiu Valley, where the climate is pleasant and the seasons are like spring. There are mountains, rivers and lakes dotted in the valley, and a hundred flowers bloom all year round. It is a rare place for martial arts practitioners to retreat.

The two palace lords and their servants are all women, and they are best at piano music.The unique weapon is Guqin, combined with the beautiful valley for self-cultivation, Yihua Palace can be said to gather the aura of heaven and earth to absorb the souls of all beings.

Yihua's disciples are all elegant and vulgar, cold and aloof. They often wear plain palace attire when they walk in the rivers and lakes, but there is a little bit of ordinary people's vitality and emotion missing in their beauty and wisdom.

The sun is shining today, but an unexpected visitor came to Yihua Palace.

This is a young swordsman holding a Qingfeng sword. He looks ordinary, but his eyes are full of arrogance.

He holds a sword in his right hand and folds his arms across his chest.

At this time, the maid of Yihua Palace stood opposite him holding a sword.

Jiang Chen and the two maids looked at this ant-like swordsman like a god's mansion.

This swordsman may have some achievements in cultivation, but he wants to challenge the legend of the martial arts, Yaoyue and Lianxing, he is overestimating his abilities!

Jiang Chen didn't want to see a young swordsman fall, so he said:
"This young man, you are no match for the two palace masters who are wise and powerful. You should go back and practice for a few years before coming back."

"No, today I want to challenge them, I believe in the sword in my hand."

"Dare to ask what the hero's name and nickname are."

"I am 【Qingcheng Yijian Liu Bufan】."

I haven't heard of such a person in Jianghu.

Jiang Chen had seen the young man fighting with the court lady before, his swordsmanship was indeed remarkable, the swordsmanship barely caught Jiang Chen's eyes.

You must know that before Jiang Chen was dismissive of the swordsmanship of the Yihua Palace maid.

It can be seen that he is harsh on swordsmanship.

Lian Xing said suddenly: "Okay, I will give you a chance to challenge me, but if you lose, the price is death."

"it is good!"

After all, young people are too young to be whipped by reality.

Lian Xing asked someone to take out the ukulele. As the name suggests, the ukulele has only four strings.

But he saw Lianxing sitting behind the qin with one hand on the qin.

"If you can get within half a foot of me, I'll be considered a loser."

"You look down on me too much, so let me see how powerful you are."

This Liu Bufan wanted to use Yaoyue and Lianxing's names to become famous, but unfortunately he would pay a heavy price for this.

I saw Liu Bufan drew out his sword and rushed towards Lian Xing, and Lian Xing also started to pluck the strings.

Lianxing blesses the ukulele with her true energy, without the sharpness of a sword, but with the sound of piercing the mountain wall.When facing the enemy, the internal force is transported in the middle, and the thoughts are integrated into the universe. With the fingertips, the music of the piano changes ever-changingly, or heals the friend, or confuses the enemy, or inspires the infinite fighting spirit of the companion, or makes the opponent mad.It can be said that "a piece of mysterious sound is wonderful, and a thousand horses and a thousand troops have no brilliance".

The sound of the zither poured with inner strength was like a stormy sea. Liu Bufan, who was sprinting, was hit by the sound wave before he got close, and he vomited blood after landing.

Only then did he realize the horror of Lian Xing, Lian Xing is like this, so wouldn't Yaoyue be even more terrifying.

However, he was still unwilling, and after getting up, he continued to attack with his sword skills.

Lian Xing frowned, and fiddled with her fingers quickly, Liu Bufan was hit by the sound wave again, and this time suffered serious internal injuries.

He sat on the ground with a frustrated face and said, "I lost."

Lian Xing did not kill them all, but got up and returned to Yaoyue.

Liu Bufan stood up tremblingly leaning on his long sword, and walked towards the palace gate with a disappointed expression on his face.

And at this moment, Yaoyue flipped her fingers, flicked her fingers, and shot out with a finger force.

There was a bang, and Liu Bufan's back exploded. He turned his head in disbelief, but saw Yaoyue's indifferent face.

"Anyone who dares to provoke my Yihua Palace will die."

Liu Bufan was unwilling to fall to the ground, maybe his future swordsmanship is not weak, but everything is empty talk before the genius grows up.

(End of this chapter)