I want to seal the knife

Chapter 3 - Volley Imperial Artifact
Chapter 3－Volley Imperial Artifact

Hearing this, he was startled, and then overjoyed, Xie Yuncheng threw the wine gourd on the ground, and stroked forward with his right hand.Following his strokes, Xiao Lang loosened his hand, and the Soul Breaking Saber flew directly to Xie Yuncheng's hand.There was a distance of more than ten feet between the two, Xie Yuncheng was undoubtedly catching things in the air, Xiao Lang didn't think about how this impossibility could become a reality, but his expression changed: "What does brother Xie want to do?" After talking, he immediately bullied Xie Yuncheng. go.

The body floated backwards, the speed was not fast, but it also avoided Xiao Lang's attack.Seeing that Xiao Lang was about to make another move, Xie Yuncheng raised his left hand to stop and said, "Shopkeeper Xiao, don't worry, I don't want to snatch it, I just try the material of this knife."

"What's the reason for this?" Xiao Lang stopped, but didn't withdraw his moves, and stared at Xie Yuncheng coldly.Xie Yuncheng said: "Shopkeeper Xiao, wait for me to dance a sword technique, and then tell you the reason of the inner core."

Xiao Lang had no choice but to nod and stand aside, believing that Xie Yuncheng would not be able to escape from his grasp.Xie Yuncheng took a step forward, turned his body and moved his elbows, the Soul Breaking Knife came out of his hand, but it was still under his control, spinning around him at high speed, the faint blue color on the knife seemed to be even more pronounced.He was shocked to see that he was able to control the saber remotely within a range of more than ten feet. Although the power of the saber was not strong and could not compare to the power of his own saber, Xiao Lang still had to admire it.

"Could it be the legendary 'volleying imperial weapon technique'? Unexpectedly, brother Xie's martial arts are so good." Although he praised, Xiao Lang did not relax his vigilance.

Xie Yuncheng stood still, and the soul-breaking knife that flew into the air fell back into his hand, as if there was a strong suction in his palm.Returning the Soul Breaking Knife to Xiao Lang, Xie Yuncheng said: "It really was built by the melting of 'Magnetic Crystal'."

Holding his saber, Xiao Lang said, "What is Tiancijing?"

"That's the secret of the Kunlun Sword Sect, I can't tell you!" Sighing, Xie Yuncheng continued: "It's a pity that without the cooperation of skills, you can't use the sword, but if you get such a precious sword, shopkeeper Xiao Very lucky."

Picking up the knife and looking at it, Xiao Lang remembered what Xie Yuncheng said, knowing that if others don't want to say it, it's not good to ask again, not to mention that in the more than half a month with Xie Yuncheng, today he said the most words.

Stretching out his feet to pick up the wine gourd, turning around, Xie Yuncheng sang: "Green grass and trees, friends from afar, mountain flowers blooming and laughing, and bright moon in full bloom; ** is just a moment, and the friendship between you and me can be passed down for thousands of years; the white clouds are long, Just for a moment, the friendship between you and me is eternal; the grass and trees are green, the guests come from afar, the heart is like gold and jade, vibrating, the beauty is smiling, the young man is happy, who is the friend, let me tell you, the west is majestic, great Kunlun!"

The singing gradually drifted away, and when Xiao Lang looked again, Xie Yuncheng had disappeared under the moonlight.Secretly said: "What a weirdo!" Xiao Lang raised his feet and walked back to the inn.

After returning to the inn, Xiao Lang didn't fall asleep immediately, put away the soul-breaking knife, took out the book, and started writing on it.On the cover of the book, there are four words "Xiao Family's Saber Technique", which Xiao Lang wrote down bit by bit over the past eight years, about his description of the saber technique and his understanding of the Soul Breaking Saber.And what I wrote down today is what Xie Yuncheng said just now.

After finishing writing, he closed the book and put it together with the soul-breaking knife. Xiao Lang then went to sleep. His wife and children had already fallen asleep. Xiao Lang went to bed softly and covered the quilt.I couldn't fall asleep for a while, but my thoughts drifted away.

"Xie Yuncheng mentioned the Kunlun Sword Sect just now, and he seems to know it very well. Could it be that he is a disciple of the Kunlun Sword Sect. When I was in the Central Plains, I had never heard of the Kunlun Sword Sect. There were previous caravans who mentioned it, but they only said it was from the Western Regions. A mysterious sect next to it, but few disciples are walking around. Could it be that this soul-breaking knife really has a great relationship with Kunlun Sword Sect? In the future, we must investigate it carefully when we have the opportunity. There is still a little puzzle, Xie Yuncheng He said it was a precious sword, but he didn't want to snatch it. Could it be that the long sword on his back had the same attributes as this soul-breaking sword, and he said that he had to cooperate with the sword to move with the sword, so what kind of thing is that? The technique." Talking to himself, Xiao Lang quickly got up again, and wrote what he thought of just now into the "Xiao Family Sword Technique".

So far, this night just fell asleep.

In the morning, the wind is colder and the sky is dimly bright, which has already woken up the sleeping people. Allen has brought people to pack the goods and is ready to go.The drinking water used was prepared as early as yesterday, so soon the caravan was ready to go.

Xiao Po woke up very early, Xiao Lang picked him up and went downstairs to see Alan's caravan off.Shaking his little hand, Xiao Po rushed to Allen from afar and said: "Uncle Allen, bring me something fun when you come back!" Allen agreed from afar, said goodbye to Xiao Lang, led the caravan out of the oasis, Go in the direction of the Central Plains.

The sun slowly climbed up, illuminating the oasis, bringing a piece of life, Xiao Lang made breakfast, the family of three sat around, and called Xie Yuncheng to eat, then told Xiao Po a few words, and went out to collect firewood.It has become a habit to collect a load of firewood every morning.

After Xie Yuncheng had dinner, he filled his gourd with wine, and ran to the Populus euphratica tree over there, singing loudly.Xiang Yuanqing was doing some needlework, and Xiao Po had no one to accompany him, so he had to play with the little horn in the house.

The low and muffled sound of the drum sounded in the room from time to time, Xiao Po fiddled with it for a while, but he couldn't make a pleasant syllable, and he dropped the horn, and suddenly lost interest.Xiang Yuanqing knew the child's temper, and it didn't take long for him to pick up anything in his hands, so he picked it up and said, "You child, don't throw it if you don't play!"

Xiao Po made a grimace, and said: "It's not fun, mother, I'm going to listen to that uncle sing, and his song is better." Regardless of mother's permission, he ran out of the house quickly, but Xie Yuncheng's appearance also relieved him. This made Xiao Po feel a lot of boredom, and he would go to Xie Yuncheng when no one was with him.The uncle who sang all day seemed to pique his interest.

He trotted across the path, and soon saw Xie Yuncheng sitting under the Populus euphratica tree, Xiao Po ran, squatted there, put his elbows on his knees, raised his face, and fixedly looked at Xie Yuncheng.

Xie Yuncheng turned his face, with a rare smile on his face, patted his head, and said, "Shopkeeper, are you out of fun again?" Xiao Po is the one who is most familiar with Xie Yuncheng, blinking his eyes , Xiao Po said: "Uncle Xie would be bored by himself, I'll play with you!"

Xie Yingcheng had a helpless face, and said: "Children also talk big."

Rubbing his nose, Xiao Po said, "I'm not young anymore. Mother taught me how to read, and I will be much better. I also know how to write the song you sing every day." "Really, let me see if you write it!"

With a face full of grievances, Xiao Po picked up a stick and drew it on the ground, writing crookedly: Green grass and trees, friends from afar---
Suddenly stopped, Xiao Po's eyes flickered, and said: "My mother said that the one who sang was a great hero named 'Kunlun', who is it with such a strange name?" Xie Yuncheng said: "I don't know, it seems It is Liang Xiao, the founding ancestor of the Kunlun Sword Sect."

"Liang Xiao, is my father as powerful as him? Where is the Kunlun Sword Sect? Is it fun there? Why are you singing his songs every day?" Xiao Po's little head immediately popped up a question, and he immediately asked out.

"You have a lot of problems with your little head." Xie Yingcheng looked far away, and continued: "I'm not singing his song, but another person."

Showing doubts again, Xiao Po said: "Ah, Uncle Xie is as old as my father, same as my father, with my mother and me, Uncle Xie must be singing about them." Deep in thought, Xie Yuncheng thought of that woman Looking at the desert in the distance with that lovely child, he murmured, "Why haven't they come yet!"

As the sun rose, the heat began to sweep across the entire desert, even this oasis. Xie Yuncheng drank a sip of wine, and the wait was always the most tormenting. He hadn't slept well in the past half month, and the corners of his eyes seemed to be darkened.

A gust of wind blew up in the desert, and when the wind stopped, Xie Yuncheng finally saw the figure appearing in the desert in the distance. He stared at it, and a happy smile appeared on his face, but quickly faded away. Xie Yuncheng said: "Little shopkeeper, you can go back by yourself, don't Follow me." After finishing speaking, he ran towards the figure that appeared in the desert.

A tall and tall old man led a camel slowly towards the oasis. He was covered with a wide gray cloth monk's robe, his wrists and feet were exposed under the clothes, his bony cheeks looked thin, his thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a The bald head is slightly pointed, the temples around the ears are raised, and the expression is like an ancient beach with deep water, which is difficult to fathom.

Quickly approaching, Xie Yuncheng preoccupied and asked: "Master Hongmu, why didn't Yu'er and Qinglian disappear? Didn't you say you brought them here?"

Looking at Xie Yuncheng who was anxious and sad, Master Hongmu said: "The queen is under confinement. I strongly recommended the king, but the queen is no longer willing to come with me. The second princess is still young, and has fallen ill after all these twists and turns. Now she is in my mansion. Anyang."

His complexion changed suddenly, his eyes burst into flames, Xie Yuncheng said angrily: "What did you say back then, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't have left them, now you still have the face to come to see me, just let me take your life today, Then go and kill Nalan Batian."

"I came here for you this time, but I also want to go to the Central Plains for the breakthrough in martial arts! I have faced you in Tubo, and you are not my opponent. Letting you go is to cherish your talents. Please thank the benefactor and stop being obsessed. "The old man in front of me is Danzhen Hongmu, the Tubo national teacher, who is revered in Tubo, how often has he been insulted like this.But he still didn't get angry, which shows that he is worthy of being an eminent monk.

Slowly raising his internal energy, Xie Yuncheng blushed, and said: "At that time in the palace, if I resisted desperately, I would have killed Nalan Batian, you made a hindrance, and you said something to let me go, I am a Kunlun disciple. It's that good to deceive."

"What's the point of burning jade and stone together? Thank you benefactor, please think twice." After speaking, Dan Zhenhong Muping drew both palms, and the air waves in the palms rotated, and the amazing energy of Buddha Zen and Magical Yoga had gathered.

Xie Yuncheng snorted coldly, and finally made a move.

(Xiao Po's first master finally appeared. Let's see how wonderful the yoga is. By the way, please recommend it for collection. It is not easy to write a book, but I hope everyone will support it. It will be Qixi Festival soon. Happy holidays everyone.)
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