When is the bright moon, ask the wine to the sky.

Practicing in the mountains, I don't know the years, and when the sword came out of Shu Mountain, Huang Shang found out that it was just the Mid-Autumn Festival.

He took Qing'er all the way south, and when he arrived in Suzhou City, he also descended and took Master Qing for the first festival.

As soon as I stepped onto the street, it was as if I had broken into the world of fire trees and silver flowers.

The traffic is busy, people gather like ants, look around, there are lamp stands everywhere such as fire trees, lights such as silver flowers, there are many teams performing, stepping on stilts, rowing boats, playing lion and dragon dances, countless, the whole city of Suzhou is like boiling water, it is simply lively to the extreme.

"Wow!"

Not to mention that as soon as Qing'er was born, it was a weird lock demon tower, even if it was an ordinary child who grew up, he would cheer when he saw this scene.

She was drawn to the festive atmosphere and joined the joyful pile of children.

After this period of cultivation, Qing'er has been able to show her human form, but she still walks a little strangely, a bit like the appearance of the white snake and the green snake in [Green Snake] when she first came ashore, but the two of them showed a charming state, she is cute and cute, like a child who has just learned to walk.

And when she squeezed into the group of little radish heads, she found that they were putting lanterns by the river, carrying wishes, and after putting them in the water, they clasped their hands and prayed, learning from the adults to pray for a good day next year.

Qing'er looked left and right, and found that she didn't have it in her hand, so she couldn't help but flatten her mouth.

"Give!"

"Give!"

"Give!"

But the next moment, seven or eight lanterns came from different directions, and a group of small radish heads around looked at her, with the expression of being friends with me on their faces.

Qing'er didn't know how popular she was, and was stunned for a while, until Huang Shang coughed lightly, and then reacted.

She originally wanted to pick the most beautiful one, but then she chose the one with the most cowering eyes and the most trembling hands: "Thank you! ”

The little girl's face immediately brightened, and she was happier than if she had placed ten lanterns.

Seeing that the other children were a little sad, Qing'er stretched out her fingers and used her grabbing technique, like lightning, and directly took all the lanterns.

"Wow!"

The children were stunned, and even more stunned were the ...... who didn't want to give it to her

It's just that the next moment, when they saw two piles of lanterns stacked high and stood out from the crowd, not to mention that a group of children looked stupid, even the adults were stunned.

What's this?

"Go!"

The children's desire to express themselves was bursting, Qing'er was proud, his hands twisted, and the lanterns floated towards the water, accurately landing on the blank water surface, which attracted everyone's attention for a while.

"What a handsome kung fu, which disciple?"

On the bridge not far away, a man in brocade with an extraordinary bearing asked left and right.

The disciples looked at each other and looked at each other, revealing a look of embarrassment.

"Heh, I didn't expect our Suzhou to become more and more lively, Tiannan, the battle in the ring, are you sure?"

The man smiled and said to a heroic young man behind him.

"Of course, I am absolutely sure!"

The young man is only eleven or twelve years old, but his figure is straight, the lower plate is extremely stable, like the roots of an old tree, and his temples are bulging high, like two sarcomas, like a master's demeanor.

At this time, he looked at the bells and whistles of the lanterns, and what he showed was not exclamation, but passion: "Today, the Perak Hall is destroyed, the martial arts usher in a new pattern, and the opportunity for my Lin Jiabao has arrived!" ”

"Not bad!"

The man nodded in satisfaction.

Lin Jiabao has been inherited for 200 years, and he has long been a tiger in Suzhou, and his power is intertwined.

It's just that the influence is limited to Suzhou, although there is a name in the martial arts, but it can't reach the level of the top ten sects, and now the top ten sects have been destroyed, and the Thunderbolt Hall is finished, it's time for them to rise.

Not to mention here, the lanterns are put down, stretching for ten miles, looking from a distance, the sparks are dotted, between heaven and earth, there is a sense of joy and happiness, and Qing'er is surrounded by children.

However, she was a very mature young master, so she didn't play with them, and soon returned to Huang Shang and continued to visit the market.

Along the way, she looked east and west, and was dizzying by all kinds of things sold by the storefronts on both sides, but it was very different from ordinary children, Qing'er did not have foodie attributes, that is, look, mainly because these mundane things had too many impurities, which did not suit her appetite.

Huang Shang knew that she was picky, so he took a bag of earth spirit melon seeds from the purple gold gourd and played with her.

Walking like this, when I arrived in the center of Suzhou City, I suddenly saw red flags waving and colorful flags fluttering, surrounding a huge ring.

"Brother! What's that? ”

When Qing'er saw it, her eyes suddenly lit up, and the soul of Wing Chun was burning.

"Uh......"

Huang Shang thought to himself that the tradition of Suzhou City has been passed down from generation to generation, how can there be a ring match at any time, but he will not deceive the child, and explained: "This is the ring, and it is a place where martial arts people use martial arts competitions to resolve disputes." ”

"Can I go up, I want to fight too!"

Qing'er was so happy that her hair was floating, and Newton had never appeared in this world anyway.

"Do you really want to create a Wing Chun sect in this world?"

Huang Shang was speechless and persuaded: "It's too bullying for you to go up, it's boring." ”

"This is a bad statement, although your junior sister is young and has extraordinary attainments, I also have talents in Suzhou martial arts!"

As he was talking, a calm voice sounded behind him, and the man and the boy on the bridge came over and arched his hand: "Lin Jiabao, Lin Zhenwei, I've seen the little brother, I don't know where the little brother came from?" ”

Huang Shang did not wear the uniform costume of Shushan, and he didn't even carry the Tianzong Sword on his back, but he came out with his thoughts, and the five spirit wheels were also hidden in his sleeves.

Before Huang Shang could speak, Qing'er had already raised her hand and said crisply: "Wing Chun." ”

"Wing Chun? Haven't you heard of it, but what kind of hidden genre it is......"

Lin Zhenwei felt strange in his heart, there was no trace on his face, but he was also faintly relieved.

Huang Shang grinned and looked at the young man behind Lin Zhenwei who engraved the word master on his face.

This should be Lin Yueru's father, Lin Tiannan.

In the original plot, Lin Tiannan is the sworn brother of the Sword Saint, and he is more than ten years old in age, about the same age as the Wine Sword Fairy.

It's just that this sworn brother deserves to be a failure enough, Lin Yueru until he dies in the Lock Demon Tower, and his sense of presence in Shu Mountain is almost zero.

Judging from all kinds of details, the so-called sworn brothers also have a bit of gold, and I am afraid that it is the identity of the leader of the martial arts alliance that has this relationship.

There is no way, whether it is the old Shu Mountain, or the new Shu Mountain controlled by the evil sword immortal now, they don't care too much about the Jianghu martial arts.

The significance of the existence of these Jianghu sects is more to receive disciples who descend the mountain to subdue demons and eliminate demons, and to have a place to settle down and ventilate the news.

The gap between martial arts and immortal is too big, what is it to become the leader of the martial arts alliance, the top person, in front of the profound imperial sword immortal method?

No, Perak Hall has fallen.

After Luo Rulie's "disappearance", Perak Hall collapsed at a jaw-dropping speed.

On the one hand, it is a counterattack against the major forces that were bullied before, and on the other hand, it is also a hint of the Immortal Dao sect.

As a result, Luo Rulie's henchmen descended, ran, and died.

In just a few days, the number one force in the huge rivers and lakes was scattered and completely defeated.

As soon as Perak Hall collapsed, the forces of the rivers and lakes naturally reshuffled, and this ring match was held at the festival to celebrate it.

Since Qing'er likes this kind of occasion, Huang Shang also accepted Lin Zhenwei's invitation, sat in the VIP seat, and became a spectator.

While teaching by word and deed, it also gives her more insight and will be able to distinguish between right and wrong in the future.

Soon, the heads of various sects gathered over, and then Lin Zhenwei took the stage to speak.

"Everyone here is the master of Suzhou martial arts, let me introduce."

"Destroy Yue Sect, Yue Sect Master!"

"Pierce the Cloud Gate, Cloud Gate Lord!"

"Broken Thunder Sect, Thunder Sect Master!"

……

"Brother, these sects are so fierce!"

Listening to Lin Zhenwei's introduction, Qing'er stuck out her tongue.

"People in the martial arts are going to have a deterrent name!"

Huang Shang touched her head.

Qing'er nodded as if she didn't understand, and then began to listen to the leader's speech.

Half an hour later, Lin Zhenwei talked about the history of the Mid-Autumn Festival and popularized Qu Yuan.

An hour later, Lin Zhenwei began to emphasize that everyone would gather together and compete in martial arts without hurting the peace.

An hour and a half later, he almost sang an unforgettable song with the heads of the major forces.

In fact, it's all about paving the way for the next ring.

Although in the festive atmosphere of the solar terms, everyone's expressions were relatively relaxed, and there was no tense atmosphere, but Huang Shang knew very well that this was all an illusion.

Fighting in the ring is actually a peaceful solution to the distribution of interests.

Compared with the two factions fighting knives and guns, white knives in and red knives out, and finally causing both sides to lose, the well-established Jianghu forces like to sit down and negotiate, and then let their young disciples compete in the ring to decide the distribution of interests.

This is a good way, of course, it is inevitable that some people can't afford to lose on stage, and the audience will resort to vicious methods and even retaliate afterwards.

As soon as you enter the rivers and lakes, you can't help yourself, and it is definitely impossible to live a peaceful life.

Now that Lin Zhenwei finished speaking, those junior disciples finally had the opportunity to appear, performing eight steps to catch dragonflies, toads to fly, grass and water, and fly to the ring.

"Oh no!"

Qing'er's little face swelled with doubts.

In her opinion, the more people in the scene, the more masters should be.

For example, the lock demon tower, generally all the demons gather together to compete, there must be a strong duel, and the weak demon is killed, and there will be no attention.

How did you get here, so clumsy?

She doesn't understand the world, she speaks without scruples, and her pretty voice came over, and those who got close looked over one after another.

Seeing that it was a little girl, she immediately glared at Huang Shang angrily.

I don't have to say it, it must be forced to say this.

I don't dare to talk about it, and I still use children, it's really shameless.

It's not that everyone pays attention to this little troll, Lin Tiannan stands in the middle, his temples are drummed and closed, and his true qi is running at full strength, circulating all his limbs.

Among the juniors of the various factions, he was the youngest, and the others were all sixteen years old and had practiced martial arts for an extra five years.

This is undoubtedly a loss, but Lin Tiannan is confident, at the age of ten to twenty, he will not lose to anyone.

With the sword in his hand, with the sword qi of the Lin family!

"Please!"

"Please!"

Soon, it was Lin Tiannan's turn, his opponent was the third son of the Yue Sect Master, who was elegant and easy-going, but the weapon he used was a pair of sixty-pound sledgehammers, which were lifted lightly in his hands, and he could swing freely.

At this moment, he looked at Lin Tiannan, who was half a head shorter than him, and his eyes couldn't help but show a trace of contempt, but the next moment it turned into horror.

Because Lin Tiannan raised his two fingers and moved forward a little.

Sou!

A milky white sword qi erupted from his fingertips, cutting through the sky...... This was too much, piercing the air and shooting towards Yue Laosan.

Between the lightning and flint, Yue Laosan only had an iron plate bridge, and he narrowly avoided the sword qi, but his hammer was too heavy, and after bending down, he heard a click, and he couldn't get up straight, so he was ruthless, so he simply went to the ground, and then abandoned the hammer, and the lazy donkey rolled to avoid the next two sword qi.

"Enough!"

Sect Master Yue shouted angrily, feeling deeply embarrassed, and said to Lin Zhenwei: "I don't want your son to be so talented, and he cultivated the Yiyang Finger to such a state at a young age, it seems that Lin Jiabao will inevitably carry forward and become powerful in the future!" ”

These words were a bit killing, but Lin Zhenwei was not afraid, stroked his beard and smiled: "Where is it, the dog only has a little talent for martial arts, hahahaha!" ”

The other sect masters snorted coldly, knowing that they were afraid that they would be dominated by Lin Jiabao this time, but they were unwilling in their hearts, and they glanced at their respective disciples.

Disciples from various factions poured in again and took turns to challenge.

"Is it a variant of Shushan Edgeworth......?"

Huang Shang glanced at it and saw that in the sword qi of the Lin family, there was a bit of the essence of the Shushan Imperial Sword.

The Shushan faction has been established for thousands of years, and there are lay disciples, many of these disciples cannot cultivate, and when they reach middle age, they will go down the mountain and return to their families.

Although he can't teach Shushan swordsmanship, with immortal cultivation, it is no problem to create some divine martial arts mastery.

The ancestor of the Lin family should have such an identity, so Lin Tiannan's yang finger roughly has the strength of a sword saint of the same age, bullying and bullying these young disciples, there is no problem at all.

And Lin Tiannan is not good-tempered, he is young and vigorous, seeing that he is so powerful, and there are still people who come up to fight wheel battles, and the shots are getting heavier and heavier, although they will not be injured or disabled, but they have not given face at all.

After a while, a figure flew up and landed on the ground outside the ring.

However, that person was a disciple of the Cloud Piercing Sect, relying on his light skills, he did not admit defeat, and he held his hand on the ground, and even wanted to turn back to the stage.

"Next to the battle platform in the Lock Demon Tower, there are sharp knives and spikes, and I have been fighting since I was a child!"

Qing'er's little feet in the air shook on the stool, and commented: "If there is a knife underneath, there is no more, not like this......"

The elite disciple of the Cloud Piercing Sect who had just gotten up was furious when he heard this: "Hey, you little girl, you can only say on the side, what kind of ability is it, if you have the ability, you will end up!" ”

This one of you naturally includes Huang Shang.

Qing'er had a good temper, just said, and didn't pay attention to it, Huang Shang glanced at the onlookers without a trace, but suddenly said, "Do you want to end up?" ”

"Of course!"

Qing'er cheered and got up immediately.

The smallest "keyboard warrior" in history jumped up from his seat, didn't wait for his feet to step on the ground, and then swished, floating in the center of the ring, and stood with his hands in his hands.

For a time, all eyes were on it.

……

(After resuming work, I don't stay at home all day and feel that my schedule and rest have been adjusted, and I am ready to break out in the third watch, well~~It's a bit cheap~~)