Sorry to weave outside the building for a while, looking at the dead grass and red leaves, she faintly felt uneasy in her heart, she thought it was because she hadn't seen the sword seat for a long time, and she was reluctant to separate again. Before entering the Dragon Peak, the teachings of the sword seat are still in the ears, Hu Die's mysterious betrayal of Confucianism has made her lose and suffer for a while, and when they meet again, they don't know whether they are happy or sad, and they can't let her think calmly.

The heart was entangled and churned for a while, and there was a sudden sound of lifting the table and throwing the inkstone in the building, and he felt that something was wrong, and took a step to push open the door, only to see that He Danqing had fallen to the ground, the table was thrown far away by unknown force, and the ink was knocked over and fell to the ground, He Danqing held a picture scroll that was framed and rolled up, his face was pale, as if he had experienced a ghost catastrophe, at this time he felt that his whole body was in pain everywhere, his throat was thirsty, and he shouted in a hoarse voice: "Water, water!"

He took out a pot of tea and a cup from the inner room, poured it and handed it to Crane Danqing, who poured it into his throat violently, and took the teapot and drank water from the spout without waiting for Sigh Weaving to ask.

He had never seen Sixi Crane Danqing so embarrassed, and when he looked at Wei Dubai, he had just woken up from his slumber, and he yawned long, his mind seemed to be groggy and difficult to think.

Wei Dubai was a little sober, and when he saw He Danqing paralyzed on the ground, he asked in surprise, "What's wrong?"

After a simple pulse diagnosis, he exclaimed, "Senior, how could you lose so much Yuan Blood. ”

He Danqing wanted to stand up, but his legs couldn't move at all, so he had to tremble and raise the painting first: "It's different, it's completely different!"

Sorry to weave the painting, just thinking about opening the painting scroll, He Danqing stopped her and said, "I can't help it, you can't open it." ”

Wei Mubai was very puzzled and asked, "What did you draw?"

He Danqing shook his head and said: "I don't know, I have never encountered such a strange phenomenon, this time I used Yuan Blood to explore the martial arts, and the results obtained were unprecedented, and the results in it could not be observed by non-sect leaders." ”

The partiality of Wei was dumb and white, and he was curious and did not believe in evil, and wanted to grab the picture scroll to watch, so he urged the weaver to block with his elbow, and said coldly: "You are not unable to hear the orders of your predecessors. ”

It seemed that Wei Dubai couldn't grab the painting, so he had to give up his thoughts for the time being, helped He Danqing to sit on another chair, and said: "I, I had a dream just now, there has been sweet spring water to my mouth, the more I drink, the more delicious it is." Since I was a child, I have never slept so comfortably, Crane Danqing, thank you very much. ”

Sorry for weaving and groaning for a moment, wanting to tell Wei Mubai that he almost sucked out He Danqing's Yuan blood, He Danqing grabbed her hand and shook his head gently, signaling not to make a noise, but smiled gently: "Yes, that's very good." I'm sorry to weave, you can continue to climb to the top of Dragon Peak with him. ”

He Danqing's smiling expression made Wei Dubai feel a little good, and said, "Please take care of your body, senior." ”

"Little brother, I haven't asked your name yet. ”

"My name is Wei Mubai. ”

He Danqing's curved eyebrows furrowed into the center of his eyebrows, and he asked sincerely: "Ha, Wei Dubai, are you the Seven Shocks, the Heavenly Power Divine Comedy Star?"

Not again.

Wei Mubai was so tired of explaining, he could only say: "I really don't have the right of heaven. ”

"You don't have the slightest cultivation, but you have done one sensational martial arts event after another, whether it is Tianquan or not, your future road is becoming more and more difficult. "Crane Danqing Road.

Wei was dumb and white, as if he had been poked a few times, although it hurt, but it was more powerful, and said: "It doesn't matter whether the road is easy to walk or not, what matters is where it leads." ”

"You seem lost. ”

"It's not that it's confused, it's too clear, and it's even more tricky. ”

He Danqing tilted his head back and rested to himself: "I'm tired, I won't send you, Wei Dubai, if you have any difficulties in the future, you can come here to find me, goodbye." ”

After saying goodbye to Crane Danqing, the two finally came to the top of Denglong Peak.

The stone steps at the top of Denglong Peak are very poorly cultivated, strange shapes, uneven and rugged, some are even just a messy stone, it seems that a lot of energy will be wasted, Wei Dubai was just about to climb up, and he stretched out his hand to stop him: "There are some things you have to know." ”

"What's the matter?"

"Denglong Peak is the first part of the scholarly style and elegant hall, and the congenital is frequent, and the head of the sect is also practicing at the top of the peak. ”

"I see. ”

"So. "I want to look at a silly boy, and reminded: "There are a lot of rules for entering the Dragon Peak, and the stairs leading to the peak are not simple, the Confucian sages once performed sword moves on the peak before counting Jiazi, and the sword qi is still endless, when you reach the peak, it is very likely that you will encounter, if you can't get through, you will lose the opportunity to get started." ”

"The sword moves from hundreds of years ago are still there?" Wei Dubai was so shocked that his jaw almost fell: "You won't abolish me with one move." ”

"If you can't avoid it and shout for help, I will use my sword to save you, but you are also disqualified. The sword in his hand was the one who read the book of the Fengyan Exhibition that day, and Wei Dubai felt very kind.

"[How] is still in your hands. ”

"I'm going to serve for a while. ”

Wei said dumbly: "You still don't want to make a move, if I can't climb up, it proves that I am not qualified to work hard in this world at all." ”

He didn't understand the deep meaning of his words, and kindly persuaded him: "It's not Confucianism that can practice, and life matters." ”

Wei Mubai took a deep breath and said, "Then I'll go up." ”

"There is one more thing, there is a literary test on the peak, when you are away from the top, you will be given a link by nature, if he is not satisfied with your answer-"

"Are you disqualified?"

He nodded and said, "Not only that, but you will also be congenitally beaten to the Dragon Peak." ”

"I'll go, are you a Confucian sect or a whole person, there have been so many rules since ancient times?"

He shook his head and said, "The question of the literary test was added for you temporarily. ”

......

Wei turned his face dumbly, stared at her and asked, "Are you kidding me?"

"Does my expression look like a joke?"

"I'm sorry, I can't tell if you're serious or joking. ”

Wei Mubai finally understood how Hu Die's ill-intentioned smile came from before parting, and he hummed: "Go up, go up, what's there to be afraid of." ”

Lifting his legs and kicking his feet, after half a quarter of an hour, the airflow of Denglong Peak changed, at first it was like a long silk scarf, gentle and smooth, and then it became like a dazzling incision, and the whirlwind blew, actually opening a hole in his collar.

Originally, the peaks at this altitude would not make people have any uncomfortable reactions at all, but Wei Mubai felt as if he had entered a thin air area, sweating, and having difficulty breathing.

In fact, that fierce wind is the sword move that has not disappeared for hundreds of years in Confucianism, and it is thanks to Wei Dubai's body that has been tempered by the stone of the secondary sage, otherwise the skin would have opened at this time, and the blood would have flowed sideways, and he didn't know what was going on, and he had no clue about it.

When he walked up further, even if his body was special, Wei Mubai had already felt obvious pain, it was really cold like a knife, and there was incomparable sword intent in the wind, and Wei Mubai was embarrassed, and there were already several scars on his shoulder.

Surrounded by cold sword intent, Wei Dubai seemed to be trying to maintain his balance on a swaying single-plank bridge, cautiously moving forward, with every step, a deafening roar sounded in his ears, he froze a little, and newly mentioned his throat, and the surroundings seemed to be no longer on the road, but boundless waves, monstrous floods, and he could fall down at any time on the "single-plank bridge".

Is this Nima really a sword move that has passed hundreds of years?

At this moment, the mountain range shook like an earthquake, and a continuous, turbulent sword qi struck faster than before.

I knew in my heart that he would definitely not be able to hold on.

Do you want to make a move?

The sword qi seemed to tear a crack in the air, and Wei Dubai suddenly felt that there was no air to breathe, and the bitter and thin environment made him almost faint.

I can't help but make a move, and something unexpected happened to her at this time.

How did the gentleman in his hand, without urging, actually unsheath himself!

How did Jun appear coldly, and a sword blocked a move that was like an attack by thousands of troops, and suddenly the trees on Denglong Peak were bent for a long time, and the sound of Ran was endless on the mountain peak.

A cold and stern voice came down from the peak: "I'm sorry for weaving, you helped him?"

Sorry weaving said seriously: "I didn't." ”

"Hmm-" Dingfeng's voice was a little surprised: "Is this true?"

"It's true. ”

How did Jun insert himself in front of Wei Mubai, like a powerful guardian saint, letting the sword strength continue, and Wu Zi remained calm and immovable.

Wei Dubai looked at Jun He's sword body, and a desire to hold the sword rose again, and he expressed his gratitude to the sword for the first time in his life.

"Interesting. ”

Wei Mubai finally couldn't help it and picked up his sword.

"Ha, the sword intent is not bad. ”

With the sword in his hand, Wei Dubai felt that the road under his feet had become easy again, and he seemed to be able to see that the sword strength in the wind was a visible sword blade.

He can block, he can get away, and his reaction is as easy as repelling insects and chasing dogs.

In this way, under the incredible gaze of the weaver, he could already see the magnificent building at the summit.

"Wei is dumb and white, the literary test has been temporarily changed from a couplet to a poem, I said the first half of the que, you can make up for it. ”

The voice from the peak said: "With the words of the king, the marquis will be successful." ”

Tang Dynasty Cao Song's "Jihai Sui".

If you just read it step by step, wouldn't you look down on me and be dumb?

Wei Mubai sneered and said, "The unclothed comrades shouted for the shield, and then beheaded 10,000 people with a sword." ”