Reckless

2021-12-23

  Chapter 327 The wind rises Long Tai The   three thousand miles The field was slightly cool and rainy in autumn.

In the rustling autumn wind, a small ferry boat moored at the ferry, and countless male female cultivators with swords came down from above, and a family of three, two women and one man, mixed in it.

The round-faced little girl walked in front with the iron pipa on her back, still talking endlessly about what she had seen and heard:    "Is there a gap between the two mountains in front of you? That's it. 'Sword Sect', they all say that they look like a sword that falls from the sky. I look like... Um... like Jing Xun's breast..."

Slightly absent-minded, as if hiding some thoughts.

A handsome swordsman in a white robe, with two long swords hanging from his waist, holding an oil paper umbrella in his hands, looking at the mountains in the distance, and not aware of the little girl with a round face. Strange.

Tang Jingxun walked under the oil paper umbrella, bit her lower lip and looked at the ground, and walked slowly with her head down. The appearance of such a well-behaved little daughter-in-law is not that Tang Jingxun is timid and shy when she arrives in a different place, but... is numbed by licking!    Tang Jingxun still feels uncomfortable after getting off the boat. She tidied her skirts from time to time to avoid showing any strangeness. Looking back on the three-day journey, she didn't know how to get here.

After boarding the ship, Tang Jingxun wanted to comfort the husband and calm his mood after the conflict.

The husband wanted a reward, and Tang Jingxun naturally had to give it. After thinking about a good way for a long time, he asked the omniscient wife.

The result speaks for itself. The lady said "get off" and said "the past few days don't disturb you, it's up to you".

Seeing this, Tang Jingxun told the husband, how do you feel comfortable, don't pity me.

Husband have tender, protective feelings for the fairer sex, naturally I don’t agree.

Tang Jingxun is not convinced, but also not knowing the immensity of Heaven and Earth to make an angry look, come to the sentence "You either don't touch me, or kill me, choose one yourself."

Husband has nothing to say, and then...

His voice became dumb.

I’ve known Little Zuo for so many years, I’ve never seen such a wild look. It’s almost like a wolf in the spring. It really doesn’t hurt people. It’s what you die on the kang...

While walking, Tang Jingxun secretly glanced at the elegant Young Master who was holding an umbrella next to him. Seeing the dusty appearance of this not interested in mundane affairs, he wanted to mutter'hypocritical', but he was confused and hasn't recovered yet. , Hesitated again and again, but didn’t dare to speak, just said:    "Wait for the three of them to come, if you don’t clean up her, you are partial."

Zuo Lingquan smiled calmly, without words, just in the heart thinking: Qingwan is not such a tiger, and Lingye will not ask for trouble. Princess can't hold it three times, but your newborn calf is not afraid of grass, now you know how powerful it is?

Between the three of them walking, the always lively dumpling squatted on Xie Qiutao’s shoulders, yelling, "叽叽……", looking at the distant mountains and making gestures with wings, presumably as a sign—mother comparison Round, like an upside-down bowl, is nothing like two mountains.

It's a pity that no one understands these poems.

Zuo Lingquan followed Xie Qiutao to the mountains at the end of his vision. There were more Immortal Masters and swordsmen on the road than he had imagined. There were no fewer than 10,000 people gathered along the way.

Xie Qiutao asked casually along the way, only to learn from the loose cultivator that Sword Mountain had come a few days ago and he had won two games in a row. Today, he challenged Song Qianji to Sword Mountain.

The person who was able to walk to this step last time was a loose cultivator Sword Immortal half a year ago. The situation is rare, so many people come to watch the excitement.

As for the thing about Thunder Yaduobaotan, the cultivator along the way also had chats, but Sword Mountain should have suppressed the news. There are not many people chatting, and most of their eyes are on today's "Qingjian". .

After Xie Qiutao walked near the gate of Sword Mountain, although confident, she was still a little bit embarrassed when she arrived. She came to Zuo Lingquan and asked:

"The place is here. How do you start? With a roar of "Han Song children come out", or smash the sign?"

Sword Mountain, as the ancient giant, the scale of the sect is very large, the whole picture is not visible outside, you can only see the mountains On the outskirts of the country, there is an ancient archway that has been in existence for thousands of years, with the word'falling sword' written on it.

Zuo Lingquan followed the crowd under the autumn rain to the archway and looked up:    "It's useless to break the signboard. If you want to beat it, you can break the Essence, Qi, and Spirit."

"en? What do you mean?"

"Slap on the face."

"Oh."

…… ——The   autumn rain is like a curtain outside the mountain, but there is no rain under the Shuju Peak.

Nearly ten thousand cultivators gathered around the sword stand outside the wall of Panlong. There are men, women and children, and the whispering'buzz -'sound can be heard everywhere, but there is no movement on the sword stand, only one A faint killing.

A young swordsman in martial arts, sitting cross-legged on the sword stand, long sword lying horizontally on his knees, closed his eyes and concentrating, waiting for the time to arrive, without being disturbed by the focal point of ten thousands.

In front of the Panlongbi, there is still the Grand Master's chair. Sect Master Xue Yuanxia is in the center. There are a few more people around than the previous few days. They are all coming to observe the fame of the outer sect competing today.

The pill Elder Han Song, sitting behind Xue Yuanxia, ​​whispered to report things:

"After searching for three days, I found nothing, I’m afraid I’ve already ran away. I have disciplined my nephew, let He stayed in the bazaar to recuperate and led the snake out of the cave. As long as this child dared to go and come back, there would be no return..."

Xue Yuanxia was not surprised by this ending: "Quietly escaped, his real name and surname Don't dare to disclose, it must be loose cultivator knight-errant with no background. Just let people pay attention, and this matter will be suppressed as soon as possible."

"Understand..."

Xue Yuanxia After giving orders to Han Song, his eyes turned to the bustling crowd, and there were several points of doubt in his eyes.

The suspicion did not stem from the swordsman who fled, but the number of people present today was more than he expected.

Questioning swords of this scale can indeed attract the attention of mountain cultivators, but most of them are facing each other in the Cave Mansion. Only people from the nearby Small Sect and the cultivation Aristocratic Family will be there in person.

Not today.

Xue Yuanxia swept through the crowd and saw a few unusual silhouettes.

The first is a couple standing on the edge of the veranda, carrying piano and jade flute, wearing sect attire. They are Bo Yezi and Yahe couple from Qianqiu Yuefu.

These two people are the deacon of Qianqiu Yuefu. They have recruited good seedlings all the year round. This time it is estimated that they have just returned from the outside, passing by Thunder Cliff, and stop by.

Qianqiu Yuefu took the position of Thunder Cliff’s big boss from Luo Sword Mountain. They were in personal relationships, and the other party did not hand over the famous post. Naturally, Xue Yuanxia would not take the initiative to respond. What made him notice was the couple’s side. That tall man.

The man is Bao Xiangyang from the Eight-Armed Xuanmen. He is responsible for sect and foreign affairs. In the past, he came here only when something happened. It was the first time to come here privately. It was a bit far-fetched to say that it was a whim. .

And what makes Xue Yuanxia most puzzled is an Old Daoist.

Old Daoist stands in a pavilion not far from Shujuo Peak. He wears an azure daoist robe, but he wears a lotus crown on his head.

The lotus crown is the highest grade of Taoist crown hat. Those who can wear this hat are all Taoist experts with profound Taoism. The ordinary Little Daoist Priest dare not wear it casually.

Although his face was hidden, and he did not recognize which true monarch in the Taoist ancestral court was, the number of seats in Ancestral Hall would certainly not be low if he could wear this hat.

The sword cultivator pursues'battle strength first and longevity second', and even goes to extremes to replace Five Elements Essence with Life Source sword. It violates the original intention of cultivation and is regarded as a'heresy' by Taoists. By the way, I am not very enthusiastic about Peerless Sword Cliff, so I don't need to say I landed on Sword Mountain. I never looked straight in the past.

The Taoist ancestors came to Sword Mountain to join in the fun. There must be a reason. Seeing the other person turn up without being invited, he didn’t say hello, and he didn’t go to the hot face and cold ass, just secretly thinking about this person. The purpose of this.

While Xue Yuanxia secretly analyzed the Fellow Daoist Fang, other people also secretly thought about it.

In the outer veranda, while Bao Xiangyang was chatting, he kept looking at Han Song under the wall of Panlong, thinking about the doubts in his heart.

Bao Xiangyang came here, naturally not watching swordsmen fighting.

He ran into the conflict in Duobaotan a few days ago, and he was very curious about the next thing, curious about the identity of'Sword Immortal Zuoci' and how Sword Mountain would deal with it.

Based on the words of Huang Ji and the black cliff sword ghost Chu Yi, it can be inferred that'Zuo Ci' is a character who cannot be brought down by Sword Mountain.

Bao Xiangyang thought that Han Song would find a place for his nephew, and he would suffer a big loss outside the market, but he and the two Fellow Daoists waited eagerly for a few days, and the one in Duobaotan did not retreat. The arrogant swordsman ran away silently!

When encountering this kind of thing, it is normal to run away. After all, Sword Mountain is not a nobody, and most people really cannot afford to offend.

But Bao Xiangyang, Huang Ji, and the others are not convinced that the'Zuo Ci' will run away, and the sword intent of the press forward cannot be practiced.

In order to follow up with the follow-up, Chu Yi and Huang Ji are waiting by Han Chupeng's side.

Bao Xiangyang also waited for two days, only to find that Han Song searched around and turned back.

Bao Xiangyang thought that Han Song had caught Zuo Ci, so he ran to Sword Mountain and waited to see which Old Ancestor would kill the VIP. Huang Ji felt that Han Song couldn't catch Zuo Ci, and he was still waiting around Han Chupeng.

So far, Huang Ji's guess is correct.

The complexion of the Elders at Sword Mountain was peaceful, and there was no sign of kicking the iron plate at all. It is estimated that the person has not caught it yet, and Han Song handed the matter to dísciple.

Bao Xiangyang is not interested in the discussions on the stage, and does not want to miss the drama of Zuo Ci cutting weeds and eliminating the roots under the eyelids of Sword Mountain. After waiting for a long time, he is ready to return to Thunder Cliff.

But when Bao Xiangyang was bidding farewell to Fellow Daoist of Qianqiu Yuefu, his eyes moved, and he seemed to have seen something extraordinary and entered the crowd outside Sword Sect... ——    "It's coming out!"

"Zhao Sword Immortal, this is the person, show him some color..."

"Eastern Continent, I dare Come to my Huajun Island to ask the sword..."

There is a lot of noisy under the Shuage Peak.

On the giant round table of several hundred zhang, there are only two small silhouettes, and on the periphery of the round table, there are nearly ten thousand cultivators gathering.

Most of the lively cultivators are loose cultivators, and there are also sect children. Most of them are people around, and a small part of them are cultivators from Yuyaozhou.

Sword Mountain was arrogant, but he looked down on Eastern Continent no matter what, the Xianjia expert just looked on with cold eyes, but the young cultivator of Huajunzhou was full of blood for it, and he felt extremely long-faced.

Most of the cultivators outside the sword platform are people who come to cheer for Sword Mountain. Out of confidence in Song Qianji, their tone is more arrogant than Sword Mountain.

The few cultivators from Jade Yaozhou have to be disobedient. Apart from hoping that the swordsmen on the stage can perform miracles, they can’t say anything. It’s a good argument for this time. Without confidence.

Because Song Qianji is too strong!

Song Qianji is the Little Martial Uncle of Sword Mountain. He is no longer a cultivator of the dísciple generation. Sword cultivator doesn't pay attention to realm "Wendou" in fighting. It is all based on hard power.

One of the Ten Sword Kings will come here. It’s okay to fight Song Qianji, but the "Eastern Continent sword dao are unorthodox way" is an arrogant and ignorant joke in itself. Eastern Continent sword dao Xiaoxiong takes it seriously. Come over and care about with a hundred-year-old junior, winning is meaningless, losing the entire Eastern Continent face.

Therefore, the people who can come to "Wenjian" to rectify the name of Eastern Continent are all dísciple generations of full of vigor, or loose cultivator swordsmen. If they win, they lose their breath, but if they lose, they lose, but they are not good at learning. , Can’t say that Eastern Continent sword dao can’t.

In this case, Song Qianji directly became an invincible shit cudgel, and loose cultivator impossible had beaten a wealthy protagonist; if one day was defeated, at worst admitted that'Eastern Continent swordsmanship is not unorthodox way', what can you do?   Do you have a kind of reply "Hua Junzhou sword dao are unorthodox way"? In    case Eastern Continent comes to a prestigious Sword Immortal to find a place, and has not yet played it, landing on Sword Mountain is to suppress the entire Eastern Continent by the strength of oneself, and the prestige will take off directly.

This incident is a costless business for Sword Mountain. The more authentic people in Eastern Continent, the greater the benefits to them.

The young swordsmen who came to ask the sword understand this truth.

But the sword practitioner is not full of vigor. What is the sword practitioner?   Teacher long sword The emperor can't make his head, and he can't bear it anymore.

So there are still people coming from the front and back, and today it is Zhao Wuxie's turn.

On the sword stand, Zhao Wuxie held a saber in his hand, dressed in a martial arts uniform, watching the shaggy swordsman coming from under the wall of Panlong, and slightly raised his head.

Ever since the Master went across the sea, Zhao Wuxie was left in Huajunzhou. He has been to many places, and his childhood hatred has long since ended, and now there is only one word'sword' in the heart.

But no matter how hard Zhao Wuxie works, he can't forget the swordsman who fought side by side under Clear Sky City, that shocking sword! I    used to have shallow knowledge, and I only felt that it was very difficult to deal with. One day, I could have that kind of style.

Later, after walking far and high, he gradually discovered how terrifying that sword is!    No matter how hard he tries, how he catches up, how he spurs himself, that dazzling sword is like the stars hanging in the night sky, you can see it, but you can never touch it, no matter how high you climb, the distance is out of reach !

That’s why Zhao Wuxie always took the Spiritual Artifact's Jin Zhou with him, always alerting himself—there is a mountain in front of him, one that must be insurmountable, but must be climbed up. Mountain!   Fortunately, Zhao Wuxie was already very close to that sword.

Even if it is not comparable, it is enough to amaze the world.

Now, as the swordsman born in Southern Desolate, it's time to justify his hometown!    Even if you can't beat Song Qianji, the elegance of this sword can make everyone present understand that the future sword dao belongs to the younger generation of Yuyaozhou, and Song Qianji has only won by his age!

Zhao Wuxie held the hilt with his left hand, and before starting the fight, he glanced at Eastern Continent.

I don't know where the friend Zuo is now.

In just a few years, seeing me so close to you, I wonder if you will be surprised or feel pressured.

Perhaps there are both...

Zhao Wuxie smiled and looked up towards the mountain-high Panlong wall ahead, saying:    " Southern Desolate Zhao Wuxie, please enlighten me!"

"Oh-"

Outside Shujuo Peak, the moment boiled.

The sect fame seated under the wall of Panlong also sits upright and concentrates attention completely. After all, the swordsman fights only in a single thought.

Opposite the sword stand, Song Qianji, who is only thirty or so, dressed in a brocade robe, with one hand behind him, did not even touch the sword:

"Zhao Xiaoyou, you are young , This Song does not take advantage of you, let you take the shot first."

This move is too big, but Song Qianji does have the capital to trust.

Zhao Wuxie was not polite, bowed slightly, holding the hilt with the right hand.

The audience was quiet at this moment.

At this moment, the sound of sword cry resounded across Shucho Peak, and even caused ripples on the formation that covered wind and rain.

Tweet——

The elders were surprised. Even Bao Xiangyang, who was looking elsewhere, was attracted by the sword intent. They turned their eyes back and looked surprised:    "Recently How come there are so many freaks..."

Before finishing speaking, a white rainbow appeared on the sword stand.

I saw Zhao Wuxie's figure rushing forward, his sword pointed forward, and a white crane illusory shadow appeared out of thin air. From a distance, it looked like the whole person turned into a white crane, stabbing forward with a bird's beak. Song Qianji.

sword intent is ethereal and noble, yet without losing its sharp edge.

The audience was shocked, and completely didn't expect Zhao Wuxie, who was still fighting with all his strength a few days ago, was able to burst out such a sword force, and his artistic conception directly soared several levels.

The cultivators from Yuyaozhou are all stunning.

Unfortunately, before they started to be happy, the stage was over.

Zhao Wuxie's sword power is amazing, but he is helplessly far behind Song Qianji. The upper limit of his physical body is too high and his speed and reaction are stuck.

Song Qianji also had surprise in his eyes, but the moment the sword was shot, he had already reached Zhao Wuxie's side, and the sword in his hand was placed on Zhao Wuxie's neck with the scabbard.

The actions of the two came to an abrupt end.

The atmosphere of the audience also solidified in this brief moment. The exclamation in the eyes was not over, but disappointment and sorrow appeared.

"This..."

"It's a pity..."

"This Sword Art is so beautiful. If it wasn't for Sword Mountain to take advantage of realm, I'm sure to lose..."

...

The Yuyaozhou cultivator watching by the side can only mutter a few words about this in sorrow.

Although playing very fast, the Xianjia experts here are all experts and they can see clearly.

Xue Yuanxia was determined in his heart, and applauded in his eyes:

"didn't expect this child, but also hid a hand, has several points of the charm of'Sword One', this Whose sword is it?"

Han Song said: "I just touched a doorway, but I can’t see too much. I think it has something to do with the doorway."

Xue Yuanxia heard this and looked at it. Towards the Old Daoist Priest on the far mountain, he showed a somewhat stunned look.

On stage.

Song Qianji put away his saber, his arrogance in his eyes remained unresolved, opened the mouth and said:

"The sword technique is not bad, but unfortunately it is not enough for me to draw the sword. Look. Your innate talent is excellent. If you don’t have a teacher, would you like to worship me and fall to Sword Mountain?"

Zhao Wuxie has done his best and can make the elders of the audience marvel enough. The other hand is not polite, and he is too lazy to be polite, just raise his hand to cup one fist in the other hand:

"I have learned from my teacher, I will meet again."

He turned his sword and left. .

Song Qianji knew that the other party had this sword technique, and it must have come from a famous teacher, and he did not overly ridicule. He carried the sword and looked towards thousands of cultivator in a blink of an eye:

"Playing too fast makes the Fellow Daoists disappointed and ashamed."

"Oh—"

The words were very pretentious and made many immortal experts frown, but the countless loose cultivators in the audience started to cheer after eating this set:    "Sword Immortal Song Sword Immortal really works with God..."

"Now Eastern Continent knows how powerful it is to land at Sword Mountain..."

……

The few cultivators from Yuyaozhou have extremely ugly faces, but their skills are not as good as others. , Can't say anything.

In the fringe corridor, Bo Yezi of Qianqiu Yuefu shook his head and said:

"This child is also a rare genius in Huajun Island. It can't be beaten. Eastern Continent youngster wants to save it. Face, it's hard. Let's go."

Dao Companion Yahe turned around.

But Bao Xiangyang, who was standing next to him, raised his right hand:   "Wait a minute."

Boyezi turned around:    "All fight When it's over, what are you waiting for?"

Bao Xiangyang didn't say a word, but stared at the silhouette of the crowd saying'You shouldn't have come here'. ——    Under the wall of Panlong, when Xue Yuanxia saw that it was time to leave, he thought of standing up and saying a few words of compliment, showing the grandeur of the immortal family, but he was taken aback before he got up.

Song Qianji, who was showing off one's military strength, Yu Guang also noticed that Zhao Wuxie, who had gone away, had stopped, and turned his eyes suspiciously.

And the noisy cultivator gradually realized something was wrong, and whispers sounded from somewhere in the crowd;    "Huh? This Fellow Daoist..."

"What's this? Is someone going up again?"

"Look at this posture..."

The words spread, the loose cultivator got out of the way, and everyone outside Panlongbi saw the crowd Among them, there was a swordsman in white robe, at a moderate pace came over.

The swordsman is tall, well-proportioned, and his face is very young. He has Two Swords hanging from his waist, a pair of sword eyebrows peaceful, and within both eyes with a faint smile.

Tatata——

Everyone calmed down in a daze, and the slight steps also passed into the ears of many experts.

Xue Yuanxia frowned-a swordsman with Two Swords with him...a bit familiar...

Han Song's eyes are suspicious, but he doesn't believe it.

Below the focal point of ten thousands, the white-robed swordman walked up to the round stage and looked at Zhao Wuxie:    "brother good sword technique."

"You......"

Zuo Lingquan has fine-tuned his appearance in order to hide his whereabouts, and it is difficult for unfamiliar people to see it.

Zhao Wuxie was stunned for a moment, only to recognize this teammate who had fought side by side from those bright eyes.

Zhao Wuxie was unbelievable at first, but after thinking about it carefully, it is reasonable-with this brother's temper, I must come over and teach Sword Mountain what is the'sword technique' when I heard about this kind of thing. .

In full view, communication is inconvenient, and Zhao Wuxie is not polite, just cup one fist in the other hand and said:

"Excuse me. Do you think it is good?"

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"It's amazing, it's a short walk from Peak."

"Hehe......"

Zhao Wuxie knows that he and Zuo Lingquan still have a squeeze gap. , Not arrogant, smiled heartily, and jumped off the stage.

The whole audience calmed down, staring blankly at the white-robed swordsman who suddenly appeared.

Song Qianji didn’t know why, holding on to the hilt, facing Zuo Lingquan proudly, and said loudly:

"Your Excellency, come to Sword Mountain and ask the sword? According to the rules, go and sign up first. , Fight two dísciples, and come back again if you win."

Everyone present, including Bao Xiangyang, thought that this white-robed swordsman was here to ask the sword for an explanation.

After all, they are all on stage, what else can they do?   But the handsome swordsman stepping on the sword stand is different from what people think! The   autumn wind is bleak, and the sky is like a curtain.

The white-robed swordman stood with his hands in the breeze. He first glanced at Song Qianji, then raised his gaze and looked at the Panlong Wall behind him.

Amidst the silence, a slightly indifferent voice sounded in the autumn breeze:   "Ask the sword? Do you deserve it?"

"Hey—— ”

The audience was shocked!

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