Xiangshan is a confrontation with the two mountains of Longmen Mountain, separated by Yishui.

There is a temple in the west col, called Xiangshan Temple.

There is a record in the ancient books, saying: "The victory of the mountains and rivers in the suburbs of Luodu, the first temple of Longmen, the ten temples of Longmen, the victory of sightseeing, the first of Xiangshan!" ”

This Xiangshan dangerous building cut Han, flying pavilion Lingyun, majestic and magnificent, can face each other across the river with Longmen.

Approaching noon, the sun rises in the sky.

The scorching sun hangs high, reflecting the clear water, falling cloud shadows, between the green forests and green trees, but it is said that an ethereal figure flies down from Longmen Mountain, treads the waves, such as the momentum of flying immortals, crosses the Yishui, and then flies up, climbs the branches and leaves, and flies on the grass.

It turned out to be a direct trip to Xiangshan Temple.

There is a pavilion in front of the temple, the gray tile of the Zhulan, stand on the steep wall, can overlook the Yishui, and watch the dragon gate quietly.

Inside the pavilion, there are people.

It was an old man, with white hair, dressed in a plain white robe, with a clear face, a tall and thin body, and a pair of bright eyes not only did not see the old state, but was introverted and full of charm, which showed how handsome and chic he was when he was young.

It's a pity that he is already old, and there are fine textures wrinkled at the corners of his eyes, no matter how well he is maintained, he is never young.

He put one hand behind his back, and with the other, his empty sleeves hanging down, fluttering in the wind, he was a mutilated and severed arm.

Next to the old man, there was a young man, a handsome young man, also dressed in brocade white, with high hair bundles, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, jade face and red lips, not extraordinary.

"He's coming!"

Listen to the sound of the piano on Longmen Mountain gradually dissipating.

The old man smiled and said lightly.

"Unexpectedly, he has learned such a shocking stunt, killing people with the sound of the piano, damaging people's hearts and minds, and disturbing people's internal strength!"

"He's amazing!"

The young man's tone was very flat, but his eyes had burst with indescribable brilliance. "But nothing? There are still some of the foundations of several factions, and the dead are all those who sell their fame and reputation, and the real masters haven't done it yet! ”

"Would you like to meet him?"

The old man nodded.

"Naturally, I want to see him, my battle with him is about to start again!"

Just as they spoke.

On the mountain path, a person who had already floated to the piano was Su Qing.

He wiped the blood from the corners of his lips and climbed the mountain step by step, the mountain road was old, perhaps washed by rain for many years, and the ends were covered with a layer of dark blue moss.

Su Qing climbed the mountain and went up the mountain.

And, I saw the people in the pavilion.

"You're the one who flirts with a few factions?"

He looked at the old man and the young man, and squinted habitually, the young man was okay, but he was only ten years old, he was sure that he had never seen it, but this old man, the smile on the other party's face, made him feel a sense of déjà vu.

The old man said: "Exactly, hehe, now that several factions have formed a grudge with you, coupled with the rumors of immortality, as well as the things left by the money gang, the world is in various directions, and the masters of all parties are bound to flock to it, but how do you stop it?" ”

Su Qing smiled, his smile was filled with an indescribable conceit and indifference. "Block? Block for a while, can't block for a lifetime, and trouble comes, it's not my habit to always block, it's too troublesome, why bother, it's better to kill than to block, kill more, you don't need to block, after all, people are afraid of death! ”

The old man let out an "oh", his eyes suddenly became unpredictable, and he said, "What if the seven factions are unwilling to give up?" ”

Su Qing said simply: "Then I will level the seven factions!" ”

The old man smiled: "Then what if the eight desolations refuse to rest?" ”

Su Qing laughed and said contemptuously: "Then I will wash the martial arts in blood and wipe out the eight desolations!" ”

The old man carefully looked at Su Qing's face, which seemed to have not aged much, looked at each other, and said lightly: "It seems that you have understood the power of power, so have you recognized who I am?" ”

Su Qing walked into the pavilion, sat down with his sleeves brushed up, his eyes were full of curiosity, and he said in a contemptuous tone: "In my life, killing people is not counted, and I can't talk about big treachery and evil, but I also think that I am not a good person, but anyone who dares to be my enemy has been buried under the sword, and those who are lucky to survive are only few, listening to your previous words, it seems to have an old relationship with me!" ”

Su Qing looked at the broken arm again, it was the right hand that was broken, and the old man's face, the face that seemed to be smiling, suddenly, his pupils shrank, followed by and expanded, his eyes lit up, and his mouth laughed.

"I can't imagine that you were stabbed in the chest by me, and you didn't die? Bai Yujing! ”

The old man let out a breath and said with a smile: "You really still recognize me, are you surprised?" Because there are too many impossible things in this world, just because my heart is on the right, I am lucky not to die! ”

This old man, this white-haired old man with a broken arm, is actually the old master of the "Blue Dragon Society" in the past, the immortal sword, Bai Yujing.

"Surprised? Hehe, I can't talk about it! Su Qing suddenly noticed the other party's hand, which was half-hidden in his sleeve, but there was a frightening purple intent between the palm prints.

Back then, this person was big and despised him, and he cut off his right hand and stabbed him, thinking that he would die, but he didn't expect that there would be such an accident.

"It seems that you have been doing quite well all these years!"

It's incredible, the two actually chatted like old friends reunited, you know, Su Qing took away everything from Bai Yujing, and even had a broken arm of hatred, which can be described as deep as the sea, how could he still sit still.

Hearing Su Qing's words, Bai Yujing smiled disappreciably. "Let me introduce myself, I am now the deputy head of the Demon Sect, the Demon Sect is about to advance eastward, the Central Plains Martial Arts is in turmoil, and now it is causing twists and turns because of your Blue Dragon Society, I really want to know if you can turn the tide and not fall!"

Now, it was Su Qing's turn to sigh.

While packing up the strings of the piano, he asked softly, "Don't you want to take back the Blue Dragon Society?" ”

Bai Yujing pondered for a moment. "I don't want to, it's no longer my power, not to mention its existence, it has witnessed my failure, if I can, I want to destroy it!"

But he immediately smiled again: "Actually, having nothing is the best, because having nothing is often the first step you have!" ”

Su Qing was silent for a moment after hearing this, and then said, "You are working hard to pave the way for the Demon Sect to advance eastward?" ”

Bai Yujing responded directly, and smiled indifferently: "Exactly!" ”

Suddenly, a cold mountain wind blew.

There were a few people in the pavilion, and the sleeves of the robe were blown flying.

"How? Let's fight again? ”

Bai Yujing said.

Su Qing pursed her lips and smiled.

"Okay, how are you going to fight?"

Bai Yujing glanced at the scenery on the edge of the sky, and said with the same smile: "Let's decide the outcome with the life and death of this Central Plains martial arts, and see if you are broken or I will never recover!" ”

Su Qing had already retied the strings and lowered his eyelids.

The fingertips point to the piano sound, like a pearl falling on a jade plate, crisp and pleasant.

He tried his timbre and said, "Okay, just as you say!" ”

Bai Yujing's hand behind his back had already fallen, and he said, "Before that, I still want to give it a try!" ”

Su Qing didn't raise his head and said in a low voice: "What to try?" ”

Bai Yujing smiled: "You know, the contest has to be evenly matched, I want to give it a try, your confidence!" ”

Su Qing's hands pressed the strings at first glance, and the sound of the piano dispersed.

"I'm trying to get it!"

"Good!"

Bai Yujing's eyebrows stood up, his white robe and white hair seemed to be blown up by a strong wind, and his left hand had been slapped in the air, and his palm was filled with a palpitating purple meaning, and in the mountain wind, a dazzling purple light suddenly burst out.

In the end, it is a blood feud.

Su Qing's eyes burst into light, only the person in front of him was more moving than the eight hundred dragon spirits and fierce masters of the rivers and lakes on Longmen Mountain, he raised his left hand together, and his slender palm was as clear as ice in an instant, and he collided with the purple mang.

The palms met, like a storm cracking the shore, and the gray tiles on the pavilion were scattered with a bang.

The two figures rushed up at the same time, shooting straight into the clouds.

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