Lotus Tower is the second best in the world

Chapter 117 Qingqiu Sword Sect Chen Qingping

As the sharp scream sounded, the area suddenly fell into chaos.

You don't need to open the window to take a look, you can tell that the outside must be in a state of panic because of that sentence "murder".

Fortunately, the Treasure-Swallowing Golden Chariot was big enough and heavy enough. Even if it was bumped into by those who were panicking, it would still stop firmly in place and remain motionless.

"Boom bang..."

"Ouch..."

"what are you doing?!"

"Stepped on my foot..."

Some people in the frightened crowd pushed and bumped into the sturdy carriage and screamed in pain. Ding Shisan opened the carriage door curtain from outside the carriage and stuck his head in.
"Sir, someone in front of you suddenly injured someone, and the blood was splashed two feet high!"

Ding Shisan's tone was full of excitement, and he was definitely not the kind of young man who would be scared when seeing blood.

His eyes were shining, as if he was waiting for Li Lianpeng's order to rush forward to find out.

After studying martial arts with Huang Haitao for a few days and more than half a month with Li Lianhua, the young man was eager to prove his skills.

Li Lianpeng frowned, feeling a little unhappy with his performance, and asked:
"What did you see?"

Ding Shisan replied honestly,
"Blood!"

"Only blood? No one seen?"

Ding Shisan shook his head, "There were too many people going out of the city to attend the meeting in front of me, which blocked the view and couldn't see what was going on."

Li Lianpeng thought for a while and said, "Go and have a look."

"Yes!"

Ding Shisan responded and left quickly.

The reason why this young man is so excited is because his sister has been found and sold by people in the slave market to a family as a maid, and she is living a good life.

The young man's heart was open and he became obsessed with practicing martial arts. In the cold winter months, he got up in the dark as usual and went to Li Lianhua's place to practice martial arts.

He is the most diligent among the three teenagers.

Someone nearby bumped into the carriage from time to time, and screams of pain were heard. Su Xiaoyong couldn't bear it, and suggested with a frown:
"Let's go down and have a look."

Several people opened the thick curtains and got out of the carriage, but their sight was also blocked by the crowd of people in front of them.

Ding Shisan disappeared.

I guess I took advantage of my small size and squeezed my way to the front of the chaotic crowd.

When Li Lianpeng saw this, he was afraid that Su Xiaoyong would be accidentally injured by the panicked crowd, so he stretched out his arms and moved forward.

His hands did not touch anyone, and those who stood in front of him moved aside involuntarily.

Soon, Li Lianpeng opened the way and arrived at the source of the previous scream.

Two charlatans are fighting.

There was a person lying on the ground, covered in blood, with more air coming out and less air coming in. It looked like he had been accidentally stabbed in the throat with a sword during a fight, and his flesh and blood were blurred.

Of the other two, one holds a knife and the other holds a sword.

The man holding the knife was about 30 years old, tall and thick-set. He was dressed in cloth and had a black eyepatch on one eye.

He is still one-eyed.

This man slashed hard, and every time he slashed the long sword down, there was a deep whistling sound, and every slash was full of murderous intent.

On the other hand, the man holding the sword is in his 20s, has a handsome appearance, and is wearing a black knight's uniform. He is very dexterous when moving around. He never confronts the man holding the sword head-on. The long sword passes silently, and he can hit it every time. A trace of blood was left on the other party's body.

"Chen Qingping, give back my brother's life!"

Suddenly, the man holding the knife shouted loudly, with a ferocious look on his face, he jumped up, grasped the extremely wide handle of the knife with both hands, and slashed hard at Chen Qingping who was holding the sword.

Judging from the stance of this sword, if it hit the young man holding the sword, it would probably cut him in half.

However, this thunderous sword was actually a false move by the man.

He saw that Ku Ku was no match for the other party, and his companions also died under the other party's cat-and-mouse teasing, so he lost the courage to fight early on.

Seeing more and more people watching, the man was afraid something might happen, so he struck down hard with his sword. When the opponent blocked with his sword and turned sideways to relieve his force, he forcibly closed the sword.

He jumped up on the spot, used Qing Kung Fu, and flew over everyone's heads.

Chen Qingping actually watched him fly away from everyone's heads. Instead of pursuing him, she sheathed her long sword and took out a small porcelain bottle from her waist. In full view of everyone, she unplugged the cork, leaned down and put the Powdered medicine was poured on the wounds of the Jianghu man whose throat and mouth were spurting blood.

Miraculously, when this white powder was poured onto the wound of the man who was looking at death, it immediately stopped the bleeding.

"Having said that, besides the one-eyed village leader, how many other people have fled to Yangzhou?"

The man on the ground had dull eyes and muttered something. Because Li Lianpeng had excellent hearing, he couldn't hear clearly what he said.

On the contrary, the young swordsman seemed to have heard clearly, nodded, and said calmly:
"I will spare your life for now. If I meet you again, I will definitely take your life."

People nearby who had not had time to leave looked at this scene with confusion.

Why kill someone and then save someone?
Including Li Lianpeng, Li Lianhua and others, they did not understand what was going on in front of them.

The young swordsman stood up, raised his hands and said:

"Everyone is scared. I am Chen Qingping, a disciple of the Qingqiu Sword Sect. Recently, I was ordered by my master to go down the mountain to eliminate bandits. However, because I was not good at studying, I frightened the snakes and let go of this group of bandits who make a living by robbing homes. Follow me. The traces of these bandits have been traced from Anqing Mansion to Yangzhou City... In desperation, I drew my sword in public and tried to keep the people behind. If I disturb you, please forgive me."

Chen Qingping spoke slowly and logically, appearing very chivalrous.

The rich lady nearby who originally exclaimed was no longer afraid after learning the whole story, and cast a strange look at the young swordsman.

"Have any of you heard of this Qingqiu Sword Sect with weird behavior?"

Li Lianpeng turned her head and lowered her voice and asked.

The other party's martial arts skills cannot be seen to be very advanced.

Although Li Lianpeng's figure was light, he seemed to be limp and weak when wielding the sword. Although Li Lianpeng didn't know how to use a sword, he could see that the opponent's swordsmanship seemed to be poor and too disorganized.

Compared with Li Lianhua's Xiangyi Taijian, it's like heaven and earth.

When Su Xiaoyong heard this, he pondered for a moment, seeming to be trying his best to remember something:
"Qingqiu Sword Sect, I have some impressions, but I just can't remember it all of a sudden..."

Li Lianpeng didn't get an answer from her, so he immediately turned his head and looked at Li Lianhua.

Li Lianhua tilted her head and whispered: "I have heard about the Qingqiu Sword Sect."

"Speak quickly." Li Lianpeng signaled Li Lianhua not to show off.

Li Lianhua then continued:
"This Qingqiu Sword Sect is different from other Jianghu sects. This sect only opens its gates and recruits disciples every 30 years."

"And the quota is only for one person."

"The disciple goes up to the mountain to practice for ten years, then goes to the next mountain and travels under the mountain for ten years. After returning to the mountain gate, he retreats for ten years before reopening the mountain gate to the outside world and accepting a direct disciple. The direct disciple will study in the mountain for another ten years. Traveling down the mountain..."

"It goes on like this over and over again. It has probably been passed down for more than two hundred years..."

"More than 200 years?" Li Lianpeng's eyes widened, "Such a Jianghu sect that only recruited one disciple in 30 years has not stopped its inheritance?" Su Xiaoyong suddenly let out a sigh and said:

"I remember!"

Su Xiaoyong looked at Li Lianhua,

"Li Lianhua is right. The Qingqiu Sword Sect has indeed been passed down for more than 200 years without interruption."

"I heard from my grandpa that all the various sects in the Jianghu world are recorded in detail in the Su family's [-]-person register. There are only a few places where there is no record of any information about the sects because it is extremely difficult to get in touch with them. .”

"Among them is the Qingqiu Sword Sect!"

He Xiaofeng blinked and her curiosity was aroused. She looked at Su Xiaoyong and said in surprise:
"There are actually sects in the world that the old man with tens of thousands of people doesn't know about?"

Su Xiaoyong nodded, "There are many martial arts sects in the world, and many of them are short-lived. It is not difficult to understand them. Many of them want to make their gang names known to everyone, so as to strengthen themselves."

"For example, Wudang, Shaolin, Emei, these Taoist temples, temples and holy places with famous martial arts traditions, there is no need to know about them. The names are so famous that there is no need to deliberately inquire about them. Everyone in the world knows it."

"But this Qingqiu Sword Sect is different. They never seem to be for fame and fortune. Although the name sounds like they teach people to practice swordsmanship, my grandfather said that the swordsmanship and martial arts of the disciples of this sect are very sparse and ordinary, and their Qinggong is not bad. good."

Su Xiaoyong had a puzzled look on his face, "It is such a Jianghu sect, but it can be passed down for hundreds of years without being discontinued. The disciples will not die young because of traveling in the Jianghu, and it has been passed down..."

"But not many people know about this sect..."

Sure enough, when Su Xiaoyong spoke in a low voice, the onlookers also had puzzled expressions on their faces.

This Qingqiu Sword Sect...how come they have never heard of it?
Generally speaking, the martial arts sects that are relatively well-known in the martial arts world will be known to everyone once their names are announced.

But they had never heard of this Qingqiu Sword Sect.

……

"Excuse me, please help me report it to an official and arrest this gangster and take him into custody."

Chen Qingping seemed to know that others would show such an expression after he introduced himself. After apologizing, he was ready to turn around and leave.

The one lying on the ground, according to him, should be a gangster who has been wandering around in the world.

...It looks similar, and the clothes the man wears are the same as those of the bandits that everyone remembers.

He looks poor and rustic, and doesn't fit in with the people around him.

The Qingqiu swordsman holding the sword was graceful and his weapon was extraordinary.

Comparing the two, it is easy to see who is evil and who is good.

In addition, when Chen Qingping speaks, her tone is very contagious, making people feel convinced after listening to it.

Therefore, no one suspected anything, and a wealthy businessman immediately sent his servants to report to the official.

After listening to Su Xiaoyong's words, Li Lianpeng already had an idea.

He immediately winked at Li Lianhua and followed him.

"Brother Chen, please wait a moment."

Seeing no one dead, the crowd gradually dispersed.

Li Lianpeng caught up with Chen Qingping. When the other party turned around in confusion, he held up his hands and said with a smile, "My Excellency, Li Lianpeng, has met you."

Chen Qingping also cupped her hands and said with a smile:
"Brother Li, what's the matter?"

His eyes were calm and gentle, showing no signs of vigilance.

Li Lianpeng said with a smile: "I saw that Brother Chen is very skilled, so I called Brother Chen specifically because I wanted to get acquainted and make friends."

Chen Qingping nodded and said: "So that's it. Brother Li should also be a martial arts practitioner, right?"

Li Lianpeng said with a smile, "Barely so."

In his opinion, martial arts training is nothing more than morning exercises to strengthen the body.

As for martial arts...what martial arts?
He will not.

The two seemed to be about the same age, and Li Lianpeng deliberately stepped forward to get to know each other, so apart from the first few pleasantries back and forth, it was actually a pleasant meeting.

Just like a long-time friend, they are quite close when talking.

As the two of them talked, they stopped in front of a nearby stall selling soju.

"I'm very happy to meet you for the first time today. Please invite Brother Li for a drink."

Chen Qingping put the long sword in her hand on the table and said with a smile.

Since Chen Qingping did not see Su Xiaoyong, Li Lianhua and others, she thought Li Lianpeng was the only one.

"Okay." Of course Li Lianpeng would not refuse and agreed.

Making friends in this world is still inseparable from wine.

Most of the passion in the world is in wine.

The other half is the secrets of martial arts, the morality of the world, the benevolence of chivalrous people, and supporting justice, these messy things.

It can be said that nine out of ten people who travel in the world know how to drink.

The two sat down and ordered two jars of soju and a plate of appetizers.

Not long after, the old man selling wine came to the two of them carrying a steaming kettle filled with wine, two wine bowls and a plate of side dishes.

"Sir, here comes the soju."

"Two take it easy."

Li Lianpeng lowered his head and sniffed. The shochu smelled quite good, quite strong.

Then he picked up the wine bowl and said, "Come on, Brother Chen, let's have a drink."

Chen Qingping did not stick to etiquette, she immediately picked up the wine bowl, touched it with Li Lianpeng, raised her head and drank it all in one gulp.

Then he and Li Lianpeng put down their wine bowls almost at the same time and sighed,
"carefree!"

Li Lianpeng then started to ask, "Brother Chen, it seems to me that you deliberately let the one-eyed man with the knife leave today?"

Chen Qingping smiled and said: "Exactly."

"Why? I think Brother Chen, you should be able to keep him."

Chen Qingping smiled and said:
"Brother Li doesn't know. This group of gangsters who dominate the mountain in my hometown is well-organized and extremely loyal. They will not leave any gangster behind. When the person who was stabbed by me is taken into custody by the government, They will definitely stop people from going to save them, and then catch them all."

Having said this, Chen Qingping paused.
"Of course, one of the reasons why I let him go today is because there are so many people outside Yangzhou City. I'm afraid that if I push him too hastily, I might hurt innocent people."

"Secondly, to be honest, my physical condition is not good today. I can only use [-]% of my martial arts. It seems that I can do it with ease, but in fact I am beyond my power. If I fight him for a while longer, I will be able to use my true energy. I won’t be able to lift it up.”

"It's not worth it if you accidentally get hit by his sword."

The corners of Li Lianpeng's mouth twitched slightly. He had never seen such a charlatan.

This disciple of Qingqiu Sword Sect is interesting!
(End of this chapter)