I have many teachers

Chapter 884

Long sword in sheath.

Although it is in the sheath, the sharpness in it has already made all the swordsmen present feel a chill like a prickly back. Or reach out and loosen the neckline.

Their temples were a little wet with sweat, and their eyes were still looking at the swordsman standing in the middle of the martial arts arena.

The swordsman was dressed in white, she was a girl in her early 20s, the best age, but there was a quiet coldness in the brows of her eyes, the palm holding the sword was white and slender, she was all pure white, even her hairpin was made of white jade.

Except for the simple hairpin, the whole body is plain white, without any decorations.

She stood there with a sword and chill, as if blowing snow from the Tianshan Mountains.

There were already many young disciples who were stupefied, and the sound of steady footsteps sounded. A middle-aged man stood in front of the woman. He was dressed in green clothes, his eyes were shining, and he had five long beards. As calm as a mountain, the people who came to watch the competition were even more surprised.

Since the battle against Heaven in the last year of the Dayuan reign, the world has suffered heavy losses, and many sects have fallen into a slump because of this. There are also warriors who were once unknown who became famous and established a sect. Gong Liangshao used double swords to fight Several counties created the Zishuang Peak lineage, but within a few years, it has become a rare sword sect in the Jianghu.

And Gong Liangshao also became a famous swordsman among the fifteen southern counties in one fell swoop.

Haven't done it in person for several years.

Today, it was only a young woman who asked him to come out in person. Everyone secretly guessed who this woman is, who can have such a big face.

Gong Liangshao held the hilt of the sword with both hands, two disciples stepped forward, took off the scabbard, and retreated respectfully.

The left hand is a three-foot-three-inch long sword, exuding a cold green light, and the right hand is a short sword, but it is more than two feet six inches, and the sword is wider than the long sword, and the whole body is red , like holding a burning flame.

Gong Liangshao's two swords crossed each other, the sound of the swords was clear, the blades of the two swords pointed at the ground, and solemnly said:

"Miss Qianshan..."

"Please advise."

The woman in white nodded slightly, put her right hand on the hilt of her sword, breathed heavily, and with a clanging sound of the sword, a cloud of snow-like sword light cut out. At this moment, the autumn is spreading, but the entire Zishuang Peak seems to have fallen into the sky in an instant. In the depths of winter, the chill was thick, and the sword energy pierced through the cold winter. I don't know how many people's bones were cold and shivering non-stop.

A fight lasted for a stick of incense.

The woman only has a pure sword intent, and her sword moves are still inferior to Gongliangshao's. After dozens of rounds, she gradually falls into the disadvantaged. Howling, the coldness on the sword soared, and Gong Liangshao didn't expect it, and the palm of his hand was instantly cut by the coldness, dripping with blood.

And this seems to be just the beginning of the sword intent, and it will intensify after that, just like half of the Tianshan blizzard.

Gong Liangshao was surprised, instinctively took two steps back, and took the initiative to withdraw the sword, and the woman also withdrew her sword move, and the sharp and cold sword intent gradually faded away and disappeared.

Gong Liangshao felt a little loose in his heart, his two swords flew into the sheath, and he cupped his hands and said:

"The girl's sword intent is pure and pure. In the Tianshan Mountains, there are only two people who can surpass the girl in this way."

"This time, how about you and I counting as a tie?"

Qian Shanjin was silent for a while, nodded, put the sword back into the scabbard, and said:

"Thank you for your enlightenment."

Gong Liangshao smiled and said, "Don't dare." His eyes fell on the long sword in Qian Shanjin's hand, he paused, and sighed: "I heard that Qianshan Sword Master died in the heaven, his sword Contaminated with the heart and blood of the immortal, it fell into the clouds, and after being captured, it roared like a fierce tiger all night, and it didn't quiet down until the girl was around."

"Is this the sword master's sword?"

Qian Shanjin just said: "He is not a sword master."

Gongliang Shao shook his head with a smile, and then said, "I still have one thing I don't understand."

"What is Miss Qianshan's status in Jianghu? Why did she suddenly decide to visit this school to learn swordsmanship?"

Qian Shanjin raised the sword in his hand and said: "The master of Gongliang's swordsmanship is very distinctive. If the young master is still there, no matter where in the world, he will definitely try his best to find you. I think the young master can't see it anymore. , at least use his sword to experience it, it would not be a pity."

"I see."

Gong Liangshao suddenly nodded and said with a smile:
"Then, the girl is satisfied with Gongliang's swordsmanship."

Qian Shanjin replied:
"Yin and Yang flow, harmonious and harmonious, it is a first-class swordsmanship."

After a while, Gong Liangshao watched the white-clothed woman leave under the mountain gate. The disciple next to him stepped forward and said curiously:

"Master, you haven't done anything for many years, why make an exception for her?"

Gong Liangshao sighed and put the two swords on his waist, saying:
"I'm not trying to compete with her, but I want to compete with that sword."

"That sword?"

The young man froze for a moment, then suddenly realized what was in the words, his expression suddenly changed, and he said:
"Master, are you saying that the sword has become a magic weapon?!"

"Yes, but it is said that Qian Shansi's saber is only the standard sword of Tianshan, but it is better than the hundred-refined weapons in the rivers and lakes. It is not even a famous sword? How can it become a magic weapon?"

Gong Liangshao looked at his trembling palm and sighed:

"With a piece of ordinary iron, you can defeat all the swordsmen in the world, and defeat all the immortals in the sky."

"Why can't you become a magic weapon?"

"Unfortunately, it seems that I haven't awakened yet."

He looked at Qian Shanjin who could no longer see his back, and said regretfully:

"The legendary sword that killed the heavenly sword fairy and martial god with a single sword, I want to take a look."

There was a muffled sound of thunder in the sky, and the thunder flashed deep in the clouds. The autumn sky changed quickly, and the daytime was still cloudless and clear, but in the evening it became gloomy. Shan Jin looked up at the sky, hurried on his way, and finally found an abandoned Taoist temple before it rained.

The clouds in the sky were lower and lower.

Qian Shanjin made some dry grass and lit a fire. With a roar, the rain outside hit the ground in big drops, and a smell of earth filled the air with the sound of rain falling. Qian Shanjin put the sword on the ground. On the side, quietly roasting the fire, looking at the fire, suddenly laughed:

"With such a heavy rain, if you are not careful, your clothes will be stained. If it is in the past, the young master will definitely be frustrated again."

"Who told him to always wear white clothes?"

The laughter stopped halfway, but it became more and more silent. Qian Shanjin looked at the fire with a dazed look in her eyes. Finally, she hugged her knees with her arms and huddled together, resting her head on her knees, quietly listening to the rain fall The sound of fire and the crackling of firewood.

In the old days, you can snatch clothes from the young master to wrap your body.

You can also ask the son to get some food and bake it when he comes back.

With her eyes closed, she thought of the first time they met, in the biggest and most beautiful building on the long street, her father pulled her and kowtowed to the woman with heavy makeup, and kept pushing her shoulders, making her Talking more, she felt as if she stumbled and fell into a cliff in a dream.

The son always said that at that time her own shoulders shook like a leaf in the wind.

She couldn't forget that day, the swordsman in white actually acted as the sword in his hand and took her away.

That's a swordsman's sword.

For the first time in her life, she knew that she was not just a burden in the family.It wasn't that she wanted to sacrifice everything for her younger brother. For the first time in her life, she knew that someone could easily hand over the sword that the swordsman regarded as his name for her.

At that time, the swordsman in white took her hand and walked out without any scruples. She stumbled behind and looked at the young master's back, feeling that if she followed the young master all her life, the gods and Buddhas in the sky would also take care of her. .

She said that she didn't like the current name, so the young master said that it would be better to have the surname Qianshan with him, and then laughed to himself.

He said Qian Shansi, Qian Shanjin, now they seem to be dependent on each other, very good, very good, but she later found out that Jin means beautiful jade, and Qian Shanjin means Qianshan beautiful jade. Will secretly play these games between the lines.

But it was only later that she realized that Qian Shansi must step through Qianshan's sword gate, and Qianshan would die.

Qian Shanjin lay curled up on the withered grass, and gradually fell asleep.

The sword was placed next to her. In the past, she walked carefully in the rivers and lakes, but after having the young master's sword, she felt much more at ease when she slept at night, and never encountered any danger. It seemed that as long as the sword was there, the young master would still be there.

After falling asleep, the expression on her face was not as good as that of the indifferent girl in these years, with tears in her eyes, she murmured unconsciously:
"Son..."

The long sword moved slightly, and aura emerged from the sword, which condensed beside the woman, and finally turned into a young man in white. He reached out his hand to tidy up Qian Shanjin's clothes, but the palm of his hand only penetrated Qian Shanjin. Like a phantom reflection.

The young man paused and remained silent for a long time.

Qian Shanjin murmured: "Master..."

In the Taoist temple in the late autumn rain, the young man leaned his head back on the stone platform under the seat of Sanqing, and stretched out his hand to caress a little bit of the woman's hair.

Looking at the boundless rainy night, he replied softly:
"Here I am……"

PS: Well, the new book is about the same...it will be released around the tenth...

(End of this chapter)