Chapter 7: The Thief Ship
"Kongtong Upper Courtyard. What is the Dao Stone? ”
"Family teacher."
A strange light erupted in the man's eyes.
An invisible energy flew Wang Qing and fell into the hospital.
Then the man flew at him with an ordinary long sword.
Wang Qing hurriedly drew his sword in his hand.
"Huh? Shattered star? ”
The man glanced at Shattered Star and said no more. The swing of the sword enveloped Wang Qing.
Wang Qing didn't have time to talk, so he hurriedly released the Daluo Sword Net, and he was tired of coping.
Although the man's swordsmanship is fast, Wang Qing is not afraid of fast swords. After all, not to mention the understanding of the "Shenxiao Sword Sutra", comprehending the meaning of the fast sword is its own, heavy, sticky attributes, and playing fast with slow is also a choice.
But the man's sword is not only fast, but also strange.
A sword stabbed out, nine turns in the middle, and it was impossible to determine the landing point at all.
Nine streams are full of smoke, one stream is nine folds, and it really lives up to its name.
Wang Qing gave up the attack, picked up the heavy sword technique, and brought the heaviness and stickiness to the extreme, only guarding the front three inches.
The divine consciousness was revealed, the eight doors were opened, and the brain was frantically calculated.
In the blink of an eye, twenty moves passed.
Wang Qing's brain ached faintly, and just before reaching the limit, he finally saw through a trace of the law of Jiuxi smoke.
There is no sword without me.
Wang Qing used his last sword with all his might, passing through the only gap he found, and the shattered star pointed directly at the man's right hand holding the sword.
A hint of surprise flashed in the man's eyes, and with a twist of his right hand, he smashed the shattered star with the hilt of his sword.
The man took two steps back, casually threw the long sword back into the scabbard on the wall, and looked at Wang Qing with interest.
"You kid is really Dao Shi's apprentice? It's all a mess. Aura? No self and no sword? Are you Kunlun or pure Yang. and the slow swordsmanship, you kid is not a spy of Wudang. ”
Wang Qing had no choice but to use the most identifiable move, the purple electric dragon.
"Zixiao Divine Thunder? Alright, come in. ”
When entering the lobby, the guests and hosts sat down, and naturally there were servants to bring refreshments.
"Dao Shi mentioned me to you?"
"The third owner knows my master? I haven't heard him mention it. I saw it in the sect's Jianghu chronicles, you live in seclusion in Meizhuang. ”
"Hey, they're all sad people. And no wonder he doesn't mention it. Is the old miscellaneous hairy doing well? ”
Wang Qing thinks about the master's current life, it should be counted, right?
"This, since I got my master back, my freedom is gone, my private money is gone, and the rest should be okay."
"Oh? He got Du Jixin back. Good, good. It's been hard for him for so many years. ”
"What? Three village owners, after so many years, Badao Villa has not returned the soul of the lady? ”
"Humph!"
The murderous aura in the sky suddenly spread, Wang Qing was overwhelmed, and the chair under him was torn apart and fell heavily to the ground.
The loud noise woke up Ye Wei, the owner of the three villages, and hurriedly retracted it, sighing deeply.
Wang Qing struggled to get up and realized that he had said the wrong thing.
"Three Zhuang Masters, I..."
"It doesn't matter, after many years, I still can't control myself, I'm ashamed. Okay, let's not talk about it. Let's talk about you kid, you have been floating in the West Lake for a few days, what do you want to do? ”
"It's nothing to go back to the third owner. I'm going out to travel now, didn't I hear that the Tibetan Sword Villa was nearby, so I wanted to come and see it. ”
", let's be honest. My Meizhuang, your master is more diligent than my brothers, if you really want to come, ask your master. ”
Wang Qing thought about it, but there was nothing to hide. At that moment, he took out the bronze medal and handed it to Ye Wei.
"Your name is Wang Chen? Why did you go back more and more, the six doors are still the six doors of the Southern Song Dynasty. Does your master know? I didn't kill you. ”
"No, my name is Wang Qing."
As he spoke, he took out a disguise charm, and a big change came.
"This is Wang Chen, I just think the Southern Song Dynasty court is quite chaotic, it's quite interesting. A pseudonym goes in for a long time. ”
"Yo, your talisman is very interesting, go back and leave me a few. Well, it's good to have fun, you Taoists pay attention to red dust refining the heart. Now the melting pot of the Southern Song Dynasty is indeed quite hot. So who are you? ”
"This is not the mission of the six gates, saying that your Hidden Sword Villa is going to come back and let it be monitored. I only knew that the Tibetan Sword Villa was nearby, so I wanted to come and see it. ”
Ye Wei looked Wang Qing up and down with a complicated expression, and was silent.
The atmosphere was a little awkward for a while, and Wang Qing didn't know why, so he could only cover up the embarrassment by drinking tea.
It's been a long time.
"I heard that the comeback of the Cangyun Army also has the credit of a few of your Kunlun disciples?"
"No, no, it's just in time."
"Do you know the conditions for the comeback of the Hidden World Sect?"
Wang Qing was stunned and hurriedly shook his head.
"Invited by my disciples, I went to participate in a major martial arts event, and my name was spread in the rivers and lakes."
Wang Qing thought about it, if it was such a condition, no wonder Cangyun made a comeback.
Xue Lei invited to participate in the incarnation of the BOSS, and finally slaughtered nearly 10,000 players, and the murderous reputation spread all over the rivers and lakes.
But what do you mean by that?
"Then do you know how many disciples of the Heavenly Son of Heaven are in the Hidden Sword Villa now?"
Wang Qing shook his head in confusion.
"Not a single one, so how can we come back."
Wang Qing understood, but he was also confused.
"It shouldn't be. Cangyun is so remote and has disciples. Tibetan Sword Villa is located on the bank of the West Lake, close to Lin'an City. With so many sons of heaven coming and going, how could there be no disciples. ”
"Hehe, the bad thing is that it's close to Lin'an. The court approached us and asked us to hand over the art of swordsmithing and serve the court. We refused. The imperial court can't trouble us, after all, we are hidden and protected by the way of heaven. But taking advantage of their position to disgust us is a matter of effort for them. The surrounding area is controlled by six gates, and the son of heaven can't reach it at all, and we can't get out, so naturally there are no disciples. ”
Now Wang Qing completely understood.
"What do you mean, I'll help you find an apprentice?"
"No, it's you."
"Huh?"
Wang Qing was shocked and didn't sit still, and staggered.
"Master Sanzhuang, I am a disciple of Kunlun. The eldest disciple of Kongtong Upper Academy. You and my master are friends, don't do such harm, this is deceiving the teacher and destroying the ancestors. ”
"Young people, just unstable. I didn't let you rebel. Tibetan Sword Villa is a family, not a sect. Aren't you still hanging up disciples in Cangyun? I can't see "Iron Bone Clothes". There are two kinds of family disciples, one is blood relatives, and the other is a foreign surname to worship. The foreign surname is just a position, similar to what you are in Cangyun. But you can learn martial arts, but don't think about swordsmithing. That is only a blood relative. Okay, give a word. ”
"That's... My question is my Master. ”
"Ask a fart, your master is a foreign surname. Young, looking forward and looking backwards. ”
As he spoke, he threw Wang Qing a booklet.
Wang Qing opened it, and the second page was a foreign surname dedicated to Song Qiushi.
Yes, the master has done it, and it seems that he can't run. It's better to be neat.
"Okay, I'll do it."
Bite!
System Prompt:
Congratulations to the players for joining the hidden force Hidden Sword Villa and starting the family contribution.
Tips:
Affected by the prestige of the Tibetan Sword Villa, your prestige in the Southern Song Dynasty court is estranged, and the prestige of the Badao Villa is hostile.
Wang Qing's cheeks twitched, how could this feel like he was on a thief ship.