Chapter 62: Under the Acacia Tree Another Miracle Skill

The strange flowers in the valley of the wicked are beautiful, the stone gate of the cold iron ropeway is closed, the black-clothed guards of the boulder city wall perform their duties, and the guards are strict, the people in the valley still live the life of male farmers and women weaving, the children's faces show bright smiles, a group of little girls fly kites, laughing, running and playing in a small square, the house at the end of the square, two stone lions poke in front of the door, the carving is delicate Even the hair is clearly visible, the delicacy can be seen, the temples of the four black-clothed guards are high and protruding, Obviously, it is the top master of the rivers and lakes with deep internal strength, such a lineup is only a guard, presumably the identity of the owner of this house is not ordinary in the Valley of the Wicked, here is the Nanzhao Dali Kingdom, the most legendary peerless martial arts master Blood Shura Yunzhonghe's home, do into the courtyard, the trees on both sides are rare things in this time, 'Acacia Tree', this tree "Strange Flowers and Plants" are recorded;

The flowers are beautiful, resembling pompoms, and the fragrance strikes people; Ye Qi, the sunset and the sunrise, give people a symbol of friendship. The flowers and leaves of the pen and the fun pavilion www.biquge.info are strange, and the green shade is like an umbrella, and it is planted in front of the hall for viewing. It is excellent for making shade trees, street trees, or planting by garden pools. The acacia leaves are slender like feathers, the green shade is like an umbrella, and the red flowers are clustered, which is beautiful and unique.

There is also a folk legend that this acacia tree was first called the bitter love tree, and it does not bloom. According to legend, there was a talented show who studied hard for ten years and was ready to enter Beijing to take the exam. Before leaving, his wife Fan pointed to the bitter tree in front of the window and said to him, "If you go here, you will be able to go to high school." It's just that the capital is dazzling, don't forget the way home! Xiucai promised to leave, but he has not been heard from since. The pink fan looked forward to it at home, waited and waited, the green silk turned white, and she didn't wait for her husband's figure back. When the end of her life was approaching, Fan Fan dragged her sick and weak body and struggled to come to the bitter tree that confirmed her and her husband's vows, and made a heavy vow with her life: "If your husband changes his mind, from now on, let this bitterness bloom, husband is the leaf, I am the flower, the flower is not old, the leaf does not fall, the life is not the same, the world is happy at night!" "After that, he died of exhaustion. In the second year, all the bitter trees really bloomed, pink and soft, like a small fan hanging all over the branches, and with a faint fragrance, but the flowering period was very short, only one day.

Since then, all the leaves have been blooming and closing in the morning and dusk as the flowers bloom. In order to commemorate the infatuation of the pink fan, people also renamed the bitter love tree as the acacia tree.

This story makes people feel that the suffering of this acacia tree under the name of joy is too heavy, and people can't help but feel extremely sad, and feel that all the beauty in this world is actually mostly people's beautiful visions, and the image of hope supported by a poignant soul.

The acacia tree is a poignant and moving story, who would have thought that where I was it changed the taste, I saw Wang Yuyan so curious about the acacia tree, so I told Wang Yuyan the story of the acacia tree.

It is said that once upon a time, there was a Xiucai who was full of poetry and books, and wanted to enter Beijing to catch the exam, and did not want his wife to be greedy for bed, and loved in bed all day, and finally loved excessively, Xiucai hung up, and his wife committed suicide under this bitter tree for the sake of her husband, and the blood penetrated into the roots of the tree, turning into a tree spirit, and the soul of Xiucai was unwilling to be lonely, found the bitter love tree, and the tree spirit fell in love every day, and finally both got to become immortals, and from then on everyone called this tree an acacia tree.

When it comes to love every day, I also specially accentuated the tone, in fact, I don't have any thoughts just idle to tease this little girl, before leaving I also blew in her ear, the hot wind blows people itching, every time I think of this Wang Yuyan is full of shame, when I just entered the valley, I specially ordered Wang Yuyan not to do heavy work, Wang Yuyan just looked at a few plants, but fell idle.

But said that at this time, I was cultivating in a huge courtyard, for me, nothing could compare to improving my own strength, sitting cross-legged with five hearts facing the sky, "Zixiao Divine Skill" had been running to the extreme, five golden dragon phantoms, wandering beside me, my eyes suddenly opened, and a golden light flashed out.

Without seeing any movement, the body jumped high, the Qingyun Sword was held in his hand, he landed on one foot, his body turned sharply, the long sword swept, the light swing of the long sword flew out, and a set of "Wind and Thunder Sword Technique" was used like a cloud, and the sound of breaking the sky surrounded the ears, and suddenly the blue light on the long sword flashed, and I roared:

"Thunder ~ Light ~ Sword ~ Shadow ~"

The cyan light came out from the long sword, and in an instant, a blue Qingyun Sword phantom condensed by true qi appeared out of thin air, and the blue Qingyun Sword phantom slashed down heavily, and in the rumbling sound, it hit the stainless steel target ten meters away, and the 5o centimeter-thick stainless steel target was cut in two, and the blue Qingyun Sword Phantom was more than powerful, and the hard granite boulder with a height of three meters under the vertical slash was split in half, leaving a terrifying trace on the ground with a depth of five meters and a length of more than ten meters. It can only produce a half-moon-shaped [True Qi Slash] crimson color, and the power of the slash on this granite boulder can be cut off at most a piece, but as his own cultivation enters his spiritual period, the "Wind and Thunder Sword Technique" can cultivate the next skill called [Thunder Light Sword Shadow], this move is peculiar, and it can be condensed into a weapon phantom more than ten meters long with true qi, looking at the destructive power in front of him is terrifying, unbelievable, even Qiao Feng's "Eighteen Palms of Descending Dragon" must not cause such a damaging force, and secretly compare in his heart, and put the Qingyun Sword into the storage space, I changed into clean clothes and walked out of the courtyard where I practiced.

The black-clad guard saw me coming. Respectfully said:

"Fourth Master~~"

I swept it with the corner of my eye, and found a beautiful figure under the acacia tree, and the corners of my mouth turned up, which was walking towards that beautiful figure.

Wang Yuyan was watering the acacia tree, muttering in a low voice while watering:

"Cousin, where the hell are you, when are you going to pick me up, hey~~~~"

Wang Yuyan sighed and continued to water, put down the kettle, hammered her arm and looked at a flower garden in front of her, sighed, and wanted to pick up the kettle to water, but at this time she was touching a pair of big hands, feeling the temperature coming from the hands, she was so frightened that she quickly ran away, turned to look at the owner of the big hand, and when she saw the villain who injured her cousin, she immediately turned around angrily and ignored him.

I was proud for a while, the little hand was really soft to the touch, and there was a faint fragrance unique to the girl in the hand, but it was too short to enjoy enough, looking at the beautiful figure, I had some expectations, I would definitely make this woman fall in love with me, I chuckled, walked to Wang Yuyan's side, and said softly:

"I'm going to go to Black Wind Mountain in the next few days, will you come with me?"

Wang Yuyan suddenly ran out of ideas, thought carefully and said slowly:

"I'll stay here until my cousin comes and picks me up."

When I heard Murong Fu's name, I was big for a while, thinking of Jin Yong's pen, Wang Yuyan in addition to the beauty of a fairy sister, in addition to a belly of martial arts knowledge, in Miss Wang's heart, her cousin is everything, he said right is right, he said wrong is wrong, he wants the east to the east, he wants the west to the west, no matter whether he is right, whether he is right, whether he is right, whether he should be, as long as the cousin wants to do it, he must not be wrong. The life and death pain of others, she was even more indifferent and didn't care about it at all.

This Wang Yuyan is now my person, and if she wants her to completely die to him, she has to think of a way.

"Wang Yuyan, don't you listen to your cousin? Or want to betray your cousin! "I was a little stern.

Wang Yuyan was stunned, a little overwhelmed, and looked at me in confusion.

"In the battle of the Valley of Ten Thousand Enemies that day, your cousin Murong Fu was defeated by me and almost died, and finally exchanged it with your life, I was willing to let him go, you are now my person, if you regret it, I can let you go, but Murong Fu's life will be taken back now." As he spoke, he turned around and was about to leave.

Wang Yuyan was shocked when she heard this, thinking that it was indeed her cousin who was restrained by this wicked man that day, and she thought that she also fell into the hands of this wicked man in order to protect her cousin, and now if I leave, this wicked man will definitely trouble my cousin. Thinking of this, he hurriedly said:

"Yun Shaoxia is my confusion for a while, I am willing to go with you" Ying Ying bowed down and gave a deep salute when he spoke.

I am also very useful, knowing that Wang Yuyan loves her cousin deeply, and she can only change slowly and cannot be forced.

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