The snow in Nanshan fell again, and the entire Nanshan was covered with thick snow in less than a few breaths, and all the people in the rivers and lakes in the entire Zhongdu land gathered under the entire Nanshan Mountain, and everyone looked at the two slightly arrogant figures on the top of Nanshan with different looks. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Draw your sword, your sword won't kill me. The speaker had an unsheathed knife pinned to his waist, a blue robe, long hair over his shoulders, and a pair of sharp eyes that shone as sharp as a sword, as if he could penetrate everything in this world.

"Hmph, where did you get your confidence. The person holding the sword was the one who was standing opposite the swordsman, he was dressed in a black robe, and slowly pulled out the sword from the scabbard, and the surroundings began to be filled with sword intent, and the sword intent kept climbing rapidly, and began to turn into tangible sword qi, tearing the falling snow around it to shreds in an instant.

"Huh" was just a sound, and the blade of the sword pointed directly at the swordsman.

"My sword seems to be full of war intent against the knife at your waist. ”

"Oh, then you can do it, I will not show mercy. The swordsman stared at the sword-wielding man on the other side and said. He said it very plainly, as if he was talking to someone, and said what he wanted to say casually.

The sword-wielding man's clothes are windless and automatic, and the whole person is like a sword, and at this moment, he is stepping hard, like an arrow off the string, and the "whoosh" sound turns into a streamer and shoots towards the swordsman.

The swordsman stood still, but his eyes were unusually serious looking straight ahead, at the streamer that was shooting at him.

There was a violent collision with a "bang", and the entire Nanshan also shook.

The sun appears, and the snow stops in the south mountain.

The swordsman and the sword-bearer returned to their original positions, the sword-wielding sword still in his hand, and the swordsman's sword still in its scabbard.

The swordsman untied the knife from his waist, hugged it vertically, and turned to leave.

The sword-bearer stood still.

The swordsman said as he walked: "Your sword is too decisive and too simple, and it is because of this that you lost this battle." ”

The sword-bearer popped, the long sword slammed into the ground, and with a "wow", he spat out a mouthful of blood, staining the snow in front of him red. A scarring scar appeared on his back.

The sword-wielding man's eyes were moist, and he shouted unwillingly: "Why, why?"

The swordsman had almost walked to the bottom of the mountain, as if talking to himself, as if to say to the sword-bearer on the mountain, and said: "Your determination, yours is simply for you, I just avoided it, and your determination and simplicity will make you unable to turn back......

This is a duel in Nanshan fifteen years ago, when the strongest swordsman Zhang Tianxing in the world, and the swordsman Lin Qingxuan Nanshan battled, and finally Zhang Tianxing walked down Nanshan alone, no one dared to step forward to end, the gathering of the heroes on that day was to witness the destruction of the myth of Zhang Tianxing's invincibility.

Fifteen years later.

On this day, a scholar-like person came to the Fulai Tea Shop at the foot of Nanshan Mountain, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, wearing a green cloth gown, and the wind and dust looked like he came from afar. I casually asked for a pot of tea and drank it.

The scholar-looking man seemed to be interested in inquiring about the news, he drank tea for a while, felt that there was nothing he wanted to hear, paid the money, and was about to leave, when he suddenly heard a person at the nearby tea table say to the person next to him: "Do you know, this morning, a monk came, lived in a small temple in the south of the city, and at the same time took a group of beggars as disciples. ”

"In these years, the monk is really full. ”

"I think so. ”

"Back then, the Nanshan World Martial Arts Association gathered masters from all factions in the world's martial arts, and that Zhang Tianxing fought since fifteen years ago, but he never showed up in the rivers and lakes again. ”

"You say yes, a person has few opponents in the rivers and lakes, if he always shows up, how many guys who don't know the height of the sky and the thickness of the sky run to challenge and compete for the title of the first in the world. ”

The man in the green shirt shook his head, stood at the door for a while, and then came out of the tea shop. This man in green shirt is Lin Qingxuan that day, this person and Zhang Tianxing fought that day, and after going back, he cultivated for several years, and when he went out of the rivers and lakes again, the rivers and lakes did not see Zhang Tianxing, but there was just one more legend.

Lin Qingxuan walked out of the tea shop, thinking about what he heard inside, there is a monk in the south of the city who opened a temple, anyway, it is better to go and have a look, he groaned slightly, and unconsciously became a little distracted, and ran into a stall on the side of the street.

"This gentleman has a strange skeleton, and he must be equipped with excellent martial arts, I don't know if I can let the villain test you a word. The person who spoke was a Taoist priest-like person, and the four big characters on the stall he set up were calligraphy, cloth, clothes, and gods.

"You Taoist priest has some eyesight, I'll let you test a word"

Lin Qingxuan shook his head, threw a piece of silver to the fortune teller, and said lightly: "I don't count, the money is counted as what I gave you." ”

"What do you mean, do you treat me like a beggar?" The fortune teller was not grateful, but angry.

Lin Qingxuan shook his head, ignored the Taoist priest, performed light skills under his feet, and went south.

Lin Qingxuan searched for a long time in the south of the city and did not see a temple, and finally inquired with passers-by, it turned out to be a small broken temple under the barren mountain in the south of the city. Lin Qingxuan was depressed for a while, the tea shop really talked a lot, and he could talk about such a small matter. However, he also secretly sighed that the news in this tea shop was widespread.

After walking for a long time, I saw a dilapidated temple on the tip of my nose in an open space, the temple was not big, a group of people were cleaning the whole road, Lin Qingxuan walked up.

A young man who was working on the road saw Lin Qingxuan coming, so he greeted him, "What is the reason why Mr. is here?" ”

Lin Qingxuan looked at the young man in front of him, this young man was dressed in tatters, but he spoke well, but his eyes were surprisingly bright, and he had a special feeling for him, "Where have we met?" ”

"Have you seen it?, you give me some money and let me think about it. ”

Lin Qingxuan thought it was funny, and gave the child a little broken silver, and the child happily took the broken silver and played with other children.

Lin Qingxuan didn't care, he didn't think about anything in his heart at the moment, he just wanted to see if the old monk in the temple was his acquaintance, so he walked quickly to the temple.

Lin Qingxuan walked quickly to the temple, not wanting to almost bump into the old monk who came out.

The child who followed behind pointed at Lin Qingxuan, "Master, this is the person who visited you." ”

Lin Qingxuan stood still, looking at the old monk in front of him, with a pair of white eyebrows hanging down, dressed in a monk's robe, and holding a Zen staff. The old monk also looked at Lin Qingxuan with a smile, a scene of the old man meeting.

"Master Lichen, I said goodbye in the past, I have been in a hurry for several years, and I am younger and younger when I see it today. Lin Qingxuan snorted.

Lichen is the elder of Leiyin Temple, and he is also quite prestigious in the martial arts, and he is also an old friend of Lin Qingxuan.

"Lin Daxia is really good at laughing, the old man is already in the twilight, he can't mix the rivers and lakes anymore, he said goodbye to Nanshan back then, and he hasn't seen him for about 15 years, and he still thinks about seeing Lin Daxia again at the martial arts conference" Li Chen also smiled and said, "Let's talk about it in the advanced temple." Then make a chord gesture and signal for you to come in.

Lichen and Lin Qingxuan sat down, and a little monk brought out two cups of hot water from a simple clay pot and put them on the table. Everything in the temple is simple, there is no incense, except for the clean hall in the middle, which is covered with thick wheat grass on both sides of the hall. The statue of Buddha on the wall shows signs of being burned by smoke and fire.

Lin Daxia smiled, I just came here, and I saw that these beggars had some wisdom and gentleness. There is no tea here, just use this water to quench your thirst, and please don't be surprised by Lin Daxia. At this time, the child who had just asked for money and a little monk stood behind Chen.

"The master is really joking, we martial arts people don't care about this. Lin Qingxuan and the water in the crockpot showed that he would not care, and then said, "The master can help others with the heart of crossing people, so that he can admire him." ”

"Lin Daxia doesn't have to, the monks are compassionate, I just came here to see that this temple is just on the acupuncture points where the Xuangui is established, so I am curious to come in and take a look, I don't want to meet this Zhang Yannian friend behind him, I am surprised to see his bones, and he has a talent for martial arts that is different from ordinary people. Zhang Yannian heard that Chen mentioned himself in the conversation, his heart throbbed a little, skimmed the little monk Fa Xian beside him, and straightened his chest.

Lin Qingxuan skimmed Zhang Yannian, who was behind the dust, and judged from his own experience that this guy was really vain, and then said, "Master Chen, I think this son has some roots and bones as you said, but if he is not in his heart and devotes himself to practicing Buddhist exercises, he will definitely backfire one day, but he will mistake this son." It's better to go with me, and it won't be in vain for this son. Lin Qingxuan looked at Chen, and there was no expression on Chen's face, but Zhang Yannian behind him looked at Yun Dun beside him domineeringly, Yun Dun pouted, obviously not used to Zou Zheng's proud look.

After being silent for a while, Lin Qingxuan disappeared and spoke, obviously reluctant to let go, so he took the initiative to break the silent atmosphere: "Master Chen, I don't realize that Zhang Yannian's son is very much like a person." ”

Master Lichen turned his head to look at Zou Zheng when he heard Lin Qingxuan's words, first stunned, then couldn't suppress his excited feelings, stood up a little tremblingly, looked at this Zou Zheng, and muttered: "It seems ・・・・・・・ really like"

Zhang Yannian was a little caught off guard by Chen's sudden actions, and scolded in his heart, dead monk, what are you staring at, Lao Tzu doesn't owe you anything, and he didn't steal anything, could it be that he found out about deceiving the scholar just now.

Lin Qingxuan walked over, looked at the dust and said, "The master has found out, this son is indeed very similar to that person, and I think this son is also about fourteen years old." Maybe it really has something to do with that person. Lin Qingxuan paused and looked at the expressions of Chen and Zhang Yannian.

Lichen looked stunned, and Zhang Yannian was also stunned, probably understanding that the person who looked like a scholar was talking about himself, Mu Mu listened, and fell into an inexplicable question in his heart.

At this moment, there was a sound of small tiles stepping on the roof, and Lichen and Lin Qingxuan said almost in unison, "Who!"

Immediately afterwards, the tiles fell with a bang, and the dust flew, and two people fell to the ground, one in a red robe and the other in a green robe. The two of them couldn't see their faces clearly, and there was a large hole in the roof above their heads, and the rafters and tiles that had not been revoked hung from the big hole.

Lichen and Lin Qingxuan were not slow to react, they were in front of Zhang Yannian, and the beggars outside also gathered behind the door to watch when they heard the noise inside.

Lichen opened his mouth and said, "I don't know which master of the Heavenly Hell Mountain and the Poison Sect visited, but the old man didn't greet him, it's really the old man's fault." Although the words were polite, the tone was not polite at all.

Lin Qingxuan was just about to speak, when he saw the red robe and the green robe greet him.

Lin Qingxuan didn't hesitate, the purple qi on his body scattered, forcing Zou Zhenghe nearby to retreat to the corner, and at this time, his eyes suddenly lit up, and the purple-gold gang qi scattered.

It was too late to say that it was too late, and the green-robed man came up and sprinkled purple medicinal powder, and the colorful medicinal powder was filled with the strange smell of various colors after fusion, slowly filling the air. The green robe then got entangled with Lin Qingxuan. The red-robed man also scattered with the purple powder, his vision was not clear, and the red-robed man bypassed the dust and rushed straight towards Zhang Yannian. Seeing that the red-robed man was approaching Zhang Yannian, the little monk Yundun blocked in front of Zhang Yannian, and put on a basic routine Zhaoyang Fist blocking, the calm wind of the red-robed man burst out with a chilling killing intent, and saw that the little monk Yundun actually dared to compete with him, so he broke the air loudly, and heard a bang, Yundun took a solid palm, and Yundun and Zou Zheng were shocked and broke out of the wall.

The red-robed man slapped a palm, and his body was stagnant, and then the dust slapped on the red-robed man, the red-robed man felt the fierce strength of the dust, the red gang qi gathered in the place where the dust touched, and the dust was rebounded a few steps back, and the red-robed man stepped on the wall in front of him with his foot by the power of rushing forward and the palm force of the dust slapped on his body, and the whole person also broke through the wall, obviously he came in the spirit of Zhang Yannian, and did not want to fight with the dust.

Lichen also hurriedly followed out, not wanting Zhang Yannian to fall into the hands of the red-robed man.

Lin Qingxuan was anxious in his eyes, and the green-robed man in front of him was not easy to deal with, and he frequently released poison, and the beggars who were watching at the door were already out of gas and less in because of the inhalation of the medicinal powder, but fortunately, he was unable to get out at this time, and it was obvious that the purpose of the green-robed man was to drag himself down.

Lichen followed the red-robed man out, and when he saw the red-robed man standing there quietly, he seemed to have encountered something shocking, he looked for the red-robed gaze, and there was only Yundun on the ground, and there was no Zhang Yannian's figure.