sorry i got lost

I just learned from the group yesterday... It turns out that most of the fans who are proud of Xiaoao recently are because they have filmed a new version of the TV series... Then I scanned the synopsis of the plot... Isn't this the TV series of Tsui Hark's "Swordsman: The Undefeated in the East" version?There is nothing new at all... so I don't plan to read it.

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After making a plan, Zhang Taiping and the others rested in the Lin Mansion for one night because it was getting late in the sky, and then set off for Hengshan tomorrow.

"Huh... the plot finally started... It's not easy..."

Taiping lay on the bed, stretched his waist, and remembered what happened when he just traveled to the world of Xiaoao.

……

On a dark and windy night, a small open space outside Hengshan City suddenly burst out with lightning, and the crackling lightning startled a group of birds. stood up.

After he glanced around with piercing eyes...

"Damn... I'm so cold!"

While rubbing his body, Zhang Taiping picked up a few dead branches from the ground, and threw them into the flame that had just been ignited by the electric light.

"Huh... come alive..."

After finally keeping the flame, and evolving it into a fire pile, the naked Taiping crouched beside him and checked his body.

"Finally I can return to my own appearance..."

With tears streaming down his face, Taiping changed again and again, and almost forgot what he looked like! Hun Dan!

Then there is the test capability system.

Magic - can't be used, super power - not in the service area, small universe - please recharge as soon as possible, internal force - there is a response!Taoism - no response...

"Does it only support the martial arts system... By the way, what kind of world is this?"

I looked up at the sky, the moon was dark and the wind was high, not to mention the moon, not a single star could be seen.

He looked around by the light of the fire.

"Huh? This is... the Rain Grass?"

Taiping picked up a plant not far away, looked at it for a while, and then confirmed.

"It seems that the probability of the earth is very high..."

Throwing the rain-loving grass into the fire in front of him, it made a crisp sound, Taiping's jaw dropped.

"I just don't know which era it is, but judging by the degree of greenery, it's either a mountainous area or an ancient one, plus it's a martial arts system...I'll go...then how can I travel through it? Soul Dan! It doesn't support Taoism here! Four Wonders I haven’t read a single book or anything! There’s nothing I can do to shatter the void, Hun Dan!”

Taiping scratched his head in distress.

"I hope this is the world described by Huang Yi... Otherwise, how can I run away... Do you want labor and capital to start an industrial revolution in the world of martial arts... Labor and capital don't have that long lifespan! They're not turtles!"

Because of insufficient information, Taiping just made a rough plan and fell asleep beside the fire.

The next morning, Taiping found a section of the road where people often passed by, and hid in a bush on the side of the road.

Not long after, a woodcutter who looked like a woodcutter came from not far away, humming a folk song.

"Demacia!"

Taiping got out from the grass, and knocked him to the ground with the stick he picked up.

"I'm sorry, uncle," Taiping muttered while peeling off the clothes of the rough man on the ground, "I also know that life is not easy for you, but the weather has been good recently. Picking up your clothes should not freeze you to death. Wait until you are frozen." Before I die, I will definitely return the clothes to you... If you don't speak, I will take it as your promise?"

Wrapping the clothes that were several sizes too big on himself indiscriminately, Taiping walked in the direction the woodcutter came from. . .

"Hengshan City?" Taiping looked at the words on the city gate from a distance, and then glanced at the uniforms of the soldiers at the gate, "The era seems to be the Ming Dynasty...I'm going, it won't be the world of low martial arts like Xiaoao Jianghu. "

Tai Ping's egg hurts incomparably.

"In Mr. Jin's book, it seems that only Zhang Sanfeng is the one who ascended to the sky? And it's not written in the original book, it's Wudang's own claim to the outside world... The official statement is not credible... But it still has a direction."

Although it may not be very popular, Taiping still plans to go to Wudang when he is free.

"Well, anyway, let's go to the city and inquire about it."

Then Taiping spotted a carriage, sneaked under the carriage, and followed into the city.

After wandering around Hengshan City for a long time, Taiping finally confirmed that this is indeed the world of Swordsman, but it seems that there are still several years before the plot.

"Well, if you come, you will be safe. First of all, you must fill your stomach."

Taiping patted his stomach and looked around.

"Joining the Beggars' Clan in Xiaoao is too hopeless. Since it is near Mount Heng, then go to Mount Heng... Sigh, why didn't I appear near Mount Wudang?"

Shaking his head, Taiping went to the home of a rich and unkind man whom he had just inquired about, stole some money, then went to buy a piece of clothes, and secretly returned the clothes of the unlucky woodcutter, and then bought Zhang Bing filled his stomach, and finally bought a huqin, and used the remaining money to order it at the Huiyan Tower in Hengshan City, and he became a resident singer there.

"Hey, shopkeeper, can this doll do it? That Huqin is almost as tall as him."

Back in the Wild Goose Tower, a bearded man saw Zhang Taiping walking up with his Huqin in his arms, and couldn't help joking.

"Tsk tsk, it's a good thing that I learned erhu from the old man for two years, but in this way, I can only worship under that spoiled boss Mo Da."

Taiping ignored the bearded man's teasing, while thinking about it, he walked to the small stage designated by Huiyanlou to perform.

"What should I pull?"

Although he only learned a little in the past, but he could not play well in the past, and it is no longer difficult for him to be in peace after crossing, so he tried the pronunciation a little bit, and came to "The Moon Reflected in the Two Springs"...

"it is good!"

Because of the Hengshan School, most of the people in Hengshan City have studied the melody a little bit, at least they have a certain level of appreciation, so after the "Two Springs Reflecting the Moon" in Taiping, there was a lot of applause in Huiyan Tower.

"Good song!" The bearded man praised, threw a string of copper coins into the reward plate in the Goose Tower, and then said: "But this song sounds too sad, baby, if you can play another cheerful song The song you ordered, I will reward you with this ingot of silver."

As he spoke, he took out a small piece of silver and shook it in front of Taiping.

Such a small amount of silver is also embarrassing to use "ingots".Taiping curled his lips in disdain, and sneered in his heart.

Then he raised his hand, and played the erhu version of "Huanqin", earning the piece of silver.

So Taiping stayed in Huiyan Tower, and after more than ten days of performing arts there, a grim-faced old man finally came to his door.

……

Hengshan School.

"Master's door is unfortunate..."

Thinking of the personal disciple he had accepted a few years ago, Mo Da, the head of Hengshan, who had already had a bitter face, became even more bitter.

Although many disciples in Hengshan are obsessed with rhythm, but because the innate condition of Huqin is no better than Junior Brother Liu Zhengfeng's Guqin, there are not many people who like it, and even fewer can play it well, so Mo Da has never found a suitable personal disciple. , until more than ten years ago, after listening to Zhang Taiping's "Two Springs Reflecting the Moon" in the Goose Tower, he made a decisive decision and brought Taiping back to Hengshan, making him the head disciple of the Hengshan School. Not only is he extremely talented in rhythm, but he is also very good at martial arts, making Mo Da call himself a treasure.Who would have thought that although this disciple is extremely talented, but... his mother is actually a deviant master.

Thinking of this, Mo Da couldn't help but swear.

Put the huqin on your shoulders and play it in that strange posture. After all, those "Canon" and "Gypsy Rhapsody" are still very nice... Although the name is weird... But the song "Hatsune Miku" What kind of trouble is "The Disappearance of"? !Playing so fast, your huqin is crying, dear!It's purely a technical song, it doesn't have any connotation at all, dear!It's not because the old man can't play at that speed! Hundan!

"Hiss... Pain..."

Agitated, Mo Da pulled out a handful of beards again.

The most troublesome thing is that the commanding power of this first-hand disciple is absolutely hundreds, and he brought a group of disciples playing temperament to form some kind of band, and he said that he wanted to "create a new trend of rhythm", causing a lot of trouble The entire Hengshan Mountain is in chaos. Liu Zhengfeng and other juniors have come to complain more than once, saying that Zhang Taiping has led all the disciples under their sect to the ground. If you can't keep people with ideas, do you want to use your status as an elder to suppress me? If you are envious or jealous, use your own music to snatch disciples back!"

In the end, there was really no other way, and Junior Brother Liu Zhengfeng gave him a trick.

"Brother Sect Leader, put this evil down the mountain..."

"This...in case this kid goes crazy and ruins my faction's reputation..."

Mo Da hesitated.

"But if we don't let this disaster go down the mountain, the foundation of our Hengshan School of music theory will be destroyed in the future!" Liu Zhengfeng said earnestly: "Although if you put him down on the mountain, maybe... no, it will definitely be beneficial to my school. Influence, but as long as you compare it with other disciples, you will know that he is a special case, if you put this kid on the mountain again, in the future, my Hengshan disciple..."

"Okay! I'll send him down the mountain right now!"

Mo Da made a prompt decision and summoned Zhang Taiping.

"Taiping, you have been studying art with me for five or six years?"

"Back to Master, exactly six years."

"Very good, you are extremely talented, and now you have learned all the sword techniques of my Hengshan School. It is a pity that my 'Hengshan Five Gods Sword' is now incomplete, otherwise your kung fu can go to the next level. Since it is not easy for you to improve your kung fu now, I plan to let you go down the mountain to practice for a while, do you think it is good?"

"Going down the mountain? Master, didn't you say before that you want to hide the disciple in the snow to protect against the left master of Songshan Mountain?"

"Cough cough cough... did you ever say that, Master?"

Taiping nodded decisively.

"Hmm... um... oh, right, my teacher said that back then... then you... right, after you go down the mountain, don't use my Hengshan swordsmanship, and don't take your huqin to wander outside Somehow, with your talent, you might be able to use this to complement my Hengshan Five Divine Swords." <It seems very strong, and I couldn't help showing a smug smile on my face.

"Five Gods Sword? The disciple is making up."

"Well, that's good... What did you say?!"

Mo Da didn't care about the beard that was pulled off again, he swayed in front of Taiping, grabbed his shoulder and asked.

"The disciple is currently completing the Hengshan Five God Swords, what's the matter?"

Taiping asked innocently.

"No wonder you haven't been so noisy lately..." Mo Da muttered a few words, and then asked: "How much have you made up? Come on, show me."

"The disciple is rude."

Taiping bowed to Mo Da, Taiping drew out his long sword, and began to gesticulate with each move.

"Good! Good!" After watching Taiping play more than ten moves, Mo Dalian nodded in praise: "God bless me, Hengshan, Taiping's complete moves seem to be even better than those of my teachers and uncles back then, good, good!"

After another twenty tricks, Taiping withdrew his sword and handed it over.

"The disciple has completed these at present."

"Um...this..."

Mo Da stroked the sparse beard on his chin and hesitated for a while.

"Taiping, you'd better go down the mountain after completing the Five God Swords...Well, it's best to put aside the matter of rhythm first, and complete the sword moves as soon as possible."

So Taiping stayed on Mount Heng for more than four months, and after he repaired all the Five God Swords, he was kicked down the mountain by Mo Da.

"Old man, you cross the river and tear down the bridge..."

Taiping, who was driven down the mountain, walked down the mountain muttering.

"But fortunately, there is no need to hide..."

Because he completed the Five Gods Sword, Mo Da was very complacent, thinking that there was no need to hide the peace in the snow, instead, he asked him to take the invitation to the other four sects to pay homage to the mountain gate, so that they should not underestimate the Hengshan sect.

"Pride is the original sin..."

Taiping shook his head speechlessly, but he still planned to do so. Anyway, except for Dongfang sister and Mr. Feng, even if the others couldn't fight, they could still escape.

……

A month later.

Taishan faction.

"Hengshan sect disciple Zhang Taiping met Master Tianmen."

"Nephew Zhang came just in time," Taoist Tianmen stroked his beard, "Nephew Xiang from your sect arrived only two days ago."

"Eh?"

After paying homage to the mountain, the bewildered Taiping met Xiang Danian, Liu Zhengfeng's disciple.

"Brother Da Nian, what are you?"

Xiang Danian smiled wryly: "Senior brother Zhang, it was the master master who sent me to bring you back."

"why?"

"Well... well, a while ago, the master master received letters from Huashan Songshan and Hengshan respectively, and then...cough cough, I'm here..."

"...I haven't played enough yet!"

"Senior Brother Zhang! My dear senior brother... You have been so good, you have accepted the supernatural power!"

Xiang Danian, who was not fooled into the band by Taiping, was "an old-fashioned diehard" in Taiping's words. He grabbed Taiping's hand and spoke sincerely.

"If you continue to make trouble like this, our Hengshan sect will not be able to hold its head up in front of other sword sects!"

"Nonsense! I'm in the other three... no, two mountains, but I have developed a lot of friends! The masters of Hengshan only know how to beat wooden fish, and they don't seem to love other musical instruments..."

Zhang Taiping sighed regretfully and said.

"..." Xiang Danian burst into tears, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed, "By the way, Brother Zhang, the reason why the masters of Hengshan don't like rhythm is because they are monks, and they pay attention to the four things. The priests of Taishan are also monks, so Don't waste your time."

"Can Taoist priests and nuns be the same?"

"Almost, almost..."

Xiang Danian dragged and tugged, but didn't even take a step. He gritted his teeth fiercely.

"Brother, if you don't go back, your band will be in danger."

"What are you talking about?! Someone dares to hire a labor-capital band?!"

"That... I heard from the master that he wants to take advantage of your absence to bring all the disciples who were bewitched by you back to the right path."

After hearing this, Taiping was so angry that he jumped up and down.

"Well, Uncle Liu! You actually gave me this hand! No way! I have to go back quickly!"

After finishing speaking, he dragged Xiang Danian to bid farewell to Taoist Tianmen, and then rushed towards Mount Heng without stopping.

……

Because of being warned by the other three mountains, Taiping can only harm the disciples of the Hengshan School. As the head of the sect, Mo Da will occasionally send Taiping to Huashan to harm Linghu Chong and others.As for why he went to Huashan, of course it was because Yue Buqun wanted to maintain a gentlemanly demeanor, and his tone of letter would not be as rude as other Yues, so Zhang Taiping and Zhang Shaoxia's "chivalrous names" were basically only between Huashan and Hengshan. According to rumors, as long as the "qin lunatic" is mentioned, the disciples of Hengshan and Huashan will either give a thumbs up, or cover their ears and run away.However, although Taiping has been to Mount Hua several times, he has never been able to find a chance to go up Siguo Cliff to chat with Mr. Feng, which Taiping regrets.

Just like that, another three years have passed, and it has been nine years since Taiping came to Xiaoao's world.

On this day, Taiping was playing "Xihuahua" with his own band in the back mountain. Birds and sparrows were flying within three miles, and strangers should not come near.

"Senior brother Zhang, the master master of the sect is here to invite you."

An outer disciple running errands shouted from a distance.

Follow him to Mo Da.

"Master, are you looking for me?"

"Well...Your uncle Liu is going to wash your hands in a golden basin for a while and quit the world. Don't be idle. You will send the invitations from these schools." Mo Da knocked on the table, and there was a stack of red ones on it. Invitation card, and then, he sighed to Taiping: "I won't be bothered to restrict you in the future, I will spend more time at the foot of the mountain."

It seems that the fact that the younger brother wants to wash his hands has greatly touched Mo Da.

"Uh...the plot has begun..."

"What are you mumbling about?"

"No, it's nothing..." Taiping took a step forward and took the invitation in his hand, "Then master, I'm going now?"

"Well," Mo Da waved his hand, "Be careful on the road."

……

After descending the mountain, Zhang Taiping was not in a hurry. He ran to the ruins of the Quanzhen Sect first, and found that the ancient tomb had collapsed long ago. Because of the age, it was no longer possible to see whether it was caused by man-made or natural causes.

"Tsk, I wanted to read the Nine Yin Scriptures..." Taiping curled his lips unhappily, "I can only wait for when I have time, and try to dig out the cold jade bed... I don't know if it is still there. not there."

Then I went to Suzhou to inquire about the Murong family, and it turned out that they were all dead.

Then, when I was sending invitations to Qingcheng and Emei, I stopped by Dali. Only monks with the surname Duan remained, not to mention Liumai, and even one Yangzhi was gone. As for Wuliang Mountain, there was only a group of thieves. Taiping went to their cottage to play a song "Prajna Heart Sutra" and then left.

"Oh...so boring..."

After delivering the invitations, Tai Ping was wondering if he was going to go to Linghu Chong for a drink, when a voice suddenly sounded in his mind.

"Swordsman World is officially open... Send you home for Chinese New Year system, Zhang Taiping special edition launched... Welcome to the 'Send you back to your hometown to get married' system... My service is to make you make me happy..."

"System?... Isn't this thing the protagonist's privilege? Could it be that I want to go against the sky?"

Taiping was excited.

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ps: Because I am a fan writer who pursues the mainstream and popularization, so the system is a must...Well, when will I have a clone again...o(≧v≦)o

ps2: Accidentally let Mr. Mo Da show off his cuteness... I know you will like it, you bunch of dead gays... ╮(╯▽╰)╭

ps3: It became the 5K party again... This is not scientific! (ノ｀Д′)ノ︵┻━┻

psp: Originally, I planned to let Taiping establish a Lanxiang faction here, and then launch the industrial revolution, establish a proletarian regime, overthrow the feudal rule, etc... But because it was too troublesome, I gave up... ╮( ╯▽╰)╭

psv: I tried to use the interlude... I feel pretty good... (ˉ﹃ˉ)