In the northwest of Shuozhou, the wind and sand are rolling, looking at the Great Wall of Beacon Fire in the distance, like a golden dragon lying across the mountains and mountains, majestic and magnificent. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoUnder the residual light of the west wind, a large group of caravans marched forward, and the sound of camel bells echoed among the peaks and valleys of the mountains, and a sense of desolation arose. Nearly 100 caravans were mixed with Hu and Han, but in the middle of the journey was a rare oil-walled incense car in the north, delicate and gorgeous, and four white horses without variegation were struggling on the rugged mountain road. The heavy curtains were lifted from time to time, revealing a bright and delicate face that was pleasant and hateful. A pair of dark blue eyes are as clear and agile as the azure lake, the girl's skin is as clear as snow, with a hint of color between her eyebrows, and the whole person has an indescribable noble temperament, like a goddess of the snow mountain coming to the mortal world.

As the sun set and the twilight was gone, the caravan slowly halted and set up camp near a clear stream in the valley. The girl in the carriage stepped out of the carriage alone, said hello to an old barbarian who greeted her, and went straight upstream to the stream. Above Qianmo, the unknown wildflowers bloomed brilliantly, and the girl picked a small yellow flower, inserted it in the sideburns, and smiled slightly, like a snowlotus blooming on the high mountain!

Slowly walked to the stream, bent down, stretched out his hands carved like white jade, picked up a handful of stream water and sprinkled it on her beautiful face, the slightly cold stream water made her mind clear, the original hesitant heart calmed down, and her eyes showed a firm look.

The old barbarian man with a white beard and weathered weather came to the stream, looked at the girl with respectful and kind eyes, handed the water bladder in his hand to the girl, and whispered goodbye.

The girl calmly took it, opened the water bladder, and the aroma of wine overflowed, filling it with spirits.

Hold your head high,

The wine is fragrant and the cheeks are red.

The girl drank more than a dozen catties of liquor in her bag, but only her cheeks were slightly flushed, and her eyes were still clear. A low sigh came from the evening breeze, the girl's face changed, her wrist flipped over, and a delicate short knife with a red body and curved like a crescent moon was held in her hand.

"The crescent moon is like an eyebrow, and lovesick tears break the bowels. What an eyebrow moon knife! A man in white with a handsome face holding a peach blossom fan suddenly appeared and praised it.

The girl's face softened, "It turned out to be you, I heard that you were ordered by the Holy Lord to welcome the mirror lake moon, how could you have a gap here?" She suddenly smiled, like thawing frost, amazing, and said lightly: "You won't be here to stop me, right?" ”

The man in white had a clear silhouette, his skin was as white as snow, and it was obvious that he was of alien origin, and he was the mysterious and unpredictable evil monarch in the Heavenly Palace, whose status was only under the Holy Lord. A touch of tenderness flashed in his eyes that were as clear as the clear sky after the rain, and he smiled slightly, "I will help you in whatever you want to do, how can I stop you?" Jialan, there are some things that you don't need to carry alone! ”

The girl Jialan turned around, her expression turned cold, and said: "My father's hatred is not in the sky, if I can't kill Feng Yinxue with my own hands, how can I comfort my father's spirit in the sky?" ”

A hint of bitterness appeared on the face of Evil Wuyan, "You are still so stubborn, just like back then." "Tibetan Maharaja has gone to challenge the wind and snow, and his immortal golden body has been completed, and even the Holy Lord has praised it, which should add some hope to your trip." He sighed and said, "If you can't do anything, I hope you can stay rational, after all, there is still the Holy Lord." ”

Jialan frowned slightly, and said, "Why did Maharaja challenge Feng Yinxue, it seems that it was Yun Guyue who defeated his three junior disciples and forced the Tibetan secret line to withdraw from the Central Plains, right?" ”

Evil Wuya smiled and said: "The Tibetan Secret Sect and my extraterritorial martial arts have been regarded as an evil way by the Central Plains Martial Arts since they were born, and the grievances have been there for a long time. Fifty years ago, the wisdom of the three sects of Esoteric Buddhism cultivated the supreme mastery of the 'Six-Character Ming Sword' contained in the "Great Nikjing", and went to the Central Plains to challenge the first person in the world at that time, the Shaolin monk Zen Xinyue. Maharaja is extremely conceited, and naturally wants to emulate his ancestors and challenge him to be the first person today! ”

"What is the situation of the battle between the Wisdom King and the Zen Heart Moon?" Jialan raised her eyebrows, showing a hint of curiosity.

The evil monarch shook his head and said: "This battle is located at the top of Huashan Tiandu Peak, no one has witnessed it, it is difficult to know what it is!" It is rumored that the wisdom of the Dharma King died on the spot, and the Zen heart moon turned around Songshan Shaolin also sat down three days later, which can be regarded as a lose-lose situation. It is precisely because of this that the Zen Heart Moon's Silent Heart Zen Knife has not been passed down, causing the Shaolin faction to decline day by day. ”

Jialan said: "In your opinion, what are the chances of winning the battle between Maharaja and Fengyinxue?" ”

Evil Wuya shook his head with a wry smile and said: "I'm afraid that there will be no point, if Maharaja can practice the Great Ri Rulai Nine-Rank Lotus Law Seal or the Six-Character Bright Sword or can compete with the wind and snow, with the immortal golden body alone, at most he can protect himself!" ”

Jialan sighed, her gaze turned to the blood remnant sun, standing in a daze, the glow reflected on her jade-like crystal face, delicate and incoherent. No one with an enemy like Wind Yinxue can ignore her, even if she is Mu Jialan, the princess of Tianfeng, the pearl of the grassland.

There was an uproar on the rivers and lakes, and the nine major sects of Shaolin, Wudang, Emei, Huashan, Canglang Island in the East China Sea and the Nangong family were mainly spreading the word to the rivers and lakes, and they would hold a martial arts conference in Bianshuo ∥ Village outside Shuozhou City to discuss the fight against the Heavenly Palace and the Demon Gate. And the host is the contemporary master of the Forgotten Dust Pavilion, who has respected martial arts and leaders for hundreds of years, and Shen Zhenyi, who has the reputation of "benevolent chivalrous bones" and "plain heart sword". Since the heroes Ning out of the dust Xuanyuan platform to kill the demons, the Forgotten Dust Pavilion has been the world's martial arts, no one is disrespectful, no one is dissatisfied, and the successive pavilion masters are a generation of famous heroes. This generation of pavilion master Shen Zhenyi was born in Wudang, and is the disciple of the most respected elder of the Wudang faction. Shen Zhenyi debuted at the age of eighteen, and took over as the master of the Forgotten Dust Pavilion at the age of forty.

The wind is surging, so Shuozhou, a small border city, has three mountains and five mountains and heroes!

At the turn of dusk, twilight is coming, the evening breeze is bleak under the Shuozhou city gate, and the jackdaws are crying. As far as the eye can see, the ancient road is vast, the willows on both sides of the road are green, the distant mountains are quiet, and the four fields are empty. At this moment, the lone sword of the wind and snow drifted into the city.

There is a courtyard in the south of Shuozhou City, the flying pavilion overhangs, the building looms, exquisitely and delicately, and it is said that it is a place where a scholar refuges. On the evening of this day, the door of the closed courtyard of the Zhu Gate in the sun was wide open, more than ten young girls were lined up on both sides, the ground was sprinkled with flower petals, a gorgeous embroidered carpet was spread out from the front of the door to the courtyard, and a beautiful woman with a different temperament who could not see how old was waiting in front, as if she was greeting some distinguished guests.

In the night, a young man in white arrived.

The beautiful woman stepped forward, bowed with a smile, and said, "Feng Gongzi, I have long admired Yingming, and the concubine is polite!" ”

Feng Yinxue raised his eyebrows slightly, and said in surprise: "The predecessor is the 'Heavenly Fairy' who was famous in the rivers and lakes twenty years ago? ”

The beautiful woman smiled slightly, her temperament was as gentle as an orchid, how could she not tell that she was middle-aged, "The concubine has not been walking around the rivers and lakes for a long time, and I can't imagine that Feng Gongzi also knows the meager name of the year?" ”

Feng Yinxue said lightly: "When Feng was a child, he heard the ancestor evaluate the martial arts characters in the world, and said that the 'Seven Absolute Heavenly Sounds' of the predecessors secretly coincided with the changes of the five elements of yin and yang, and the killing was in the wonderful rhyme, which was enough to be called a unique in the world." ”

Fairy Tianlai's expression moved, and she sighed lightly: "I'm afraid that Brother Ye has praised it!" After sighing with emotion, he raised his hand and said, "Feng Gongzi, please enter the door!" ”

Feng Yinxue smiled slightly and walked forward with his hands down. To enter the courtyard, walk through the front hall, a path twists and turns, the eye can see, the clear scenery is infinite: the brocade mountains are stacked with green, the smoke willow paints the bridge, the flowing spring and the waterfall, and the bamboo shadow is swaying. In this northern place, it is rare and unheard of! After a moon-style bluestone bridge, there is a purple bamboo forest of several acres in the square and a fine house in the forest. There is a young girl in her old age standing in front of the door with the guqin Jiuxiao ring in her arms, she is wearing a goose yellow shirt, green silk and beautiful pulls, eyebrows and green mountains, double pupils cut water, with a little elegant and soft smile on her face, such as spring breeze and rain, intoxicating people's hearts!

Seeing Feng Yinxue and his party, she moved the lotus step lightly, stepped forward, bowed, and said softly: "Master! Then he turned his gaze and looked at the wind and snow, a little curious and shy.

The Heavenly Fairy, whose figure was half a step behind the wind and snow, took a step forward and said with a smile: "This is the little apprentice with tears, she is weak by nature and does not like martial arts, but she is good at the way of rhyme, so she has never stepped into the rivers and lakes." Although the martial arts are not as good as the elder disciple Xiyin, if you talk about the piano art, it is still above Xiyin. ”

Feng Yinxue took a deep look at Jun's tears, and said with a light smile: "Jun girl is beautiful, and her predecessors are really famous teachers and apprentices. ”

The group walked into the elegant bamboo pavilion, sat down with the guests, and had their own delicate maids to offer fragrant tea.

Putting down the Yue Kiln celadon tea cup in his hand, which was praised as "jade-like ice", the fairy smiled and said, "Feng Gongzi is here to take over the affairs of the Heavenly Palace?" The Holy Lord of Heaven is perverse, and I am afraid that only the son in the world can stop his ambitions. It's just that there are many henchmen in the Heavenly Palace, and the son is alone, although the sword is all over the world, he still needs to be careful! ”

Feng Yinxue's face was plain and calm, and she took a sip of the lotus heart Longjing new tea. Longjing tea is known for its emerald, depressed, sweet and beautiful four uniques, especially a bud and a leaf when brewing, such as a flag and a gun is the best, there are words to praise: sweet and fragrant like orchid, quiet but not cold, sip indifferent, seemingly tasteless, and after drinking, the feeling of too and the breath permeates the teeth and forehead, this tasteless taste, and even taste! Placing the lamp on the rosewood tea case in front of him, Feng Yinxue asked: "What other characters are there in the Heavenly Palace besides the Heavenly Holy Lord?" ”

The Heavenly Fairy said with a solemn expression: "There is a saying of 'Nine Heavens' outside the Holy Lord in the Heavenly Palace, and everyone can be called the top person in the world. If the evil monarch is innocent, he is the first master outside the territory, and his prestige is not inferior to the snow of the Tianshan Mountains and the moon of the mirror lake. And the senior brother of the three Tibetan secret masters, the first master of Tibetan secrets, Maharaja, is also an extremely difficult person to provoke, this person has cultivated the "Great Virujana Buddha Divine Transformation Blessing Sutra" contained in the peerless Great Day Glass Immortal Golden Body, except for the son, I am afraid that no one can cure it! ”

Sipping on the tea to moisten his throat, the fairy continued: "The third person in the Heavenly Palace that should not be underestimated is Mu Jialan, the daughter of the Jialuo Khan, who has the reputation of the golden phoenix of the grassland, this woman is the only descendant of the Holy Lord of the Heavenly Heaven, and her martial arts are unfathomable. ”

"In addition to these three people, forgetting God's unhappiness and Taoism has also been put into the Heavenly Palace, this person is good at using double swords, one long and one short, the long sword is stunned, the short sword falls into the rainbow, and the joy and sorrow of the sword are strange, mysterious and unpredictable, and can be called a contemporary kendo master!"

Feng Yinxue said indifferently: "This person went to the Tianshan Mountains to challenge the ancestor eleven years ago, and after fighting with the ancestor for more than 100 moves, a sword broke and surrendered. The ancestor commented that his swordsmanship was more than treacherous and lost the positive momentum, which was for the treacherous way of the sword. ”