Dali Wuliang Mountain, with the meaning of 'towering into the clouds can not be climbed, the face is immeasurable'.

There is a small Infinite Sword Sect in the Infinite Mountain, and since the picture of the immortal dancing sword appeared in the Infinite Jade Bi in the back mountain a few decades ago, the Infinite Sword Sect has sealed this place and made it a forbidden place, and no one is allowed to approach.

The Eastern and Western Sects of the Boundless Sword Sect compete every five years to decide which sect will stay in the Sword Lake Palace and comprehend the martial arts of the Infinite Jade.

It is said that this autumn is the day when the East and West Sects of the Wuliang Sword Sect will compete again, and Wuliang Mountain should be more lively at that time.

But just at the turn of spring and summer, a young man in white pushed a wheelbarrow and carried two young and beautiful girls to the back of Wuliang Mountain.

It was Ling Chi, Shuang'er and Huang Rong.

"It's a great view." Huang Rong sat in the car, looked at the surrounding lakes and mountains, listened to the natural sounds of insects and birds, and exclaimed: "It's a good place to live in seclusion." ”

"Just talk about it." Ling Chi scolded with a smile: "Let you live in seclusion here, and you won't do it." ”

"Seclusion is good, but it's boring." Huang Rong said as a matter of course: "Besides, the farm is the best place to retreat, and it is more convenient to be in a crowded place after coming out." ”

"You're justified." Ling Chi smiled and said, "When the matter here is resolved, let's go to the Great Song Dynasty to have a look." ”

paused: "The current Peach Blossom Island should still be a desert island, right?" ”

"Well......" Huang Rong thought for a while and said, "No, Peach Blossom Island was originally inherited by my father from my grandfather, and it is said that our Huang family has been operating on Peach Blossom Island for more than two hundred years!" ”

"Oh?" Ling Chi was a little surprised: "But why is he the only one at your father's place?" ”

"It's not alone, is it?" Huang Rong said: "My father also has brothers and sisters, but the rule of Peach Blossom Island is that only the eldest son can inherit Peach Blossom Island, and everyone else must leave when they become adults." ”

"That's not right!" Shuang'er said: "It's just leaving, why don't you come back to visit your relatives during the New Year's holidays?" ”

"I don't know about that." Huang Rong shook her head: "I asked my father before, but my father had a sad face, so I didn't dare to ask." ”

"What is there to dare to ask?" Ling Chi said: "I'll go and ask Huang Laoxie when I go back." ”

Huang Rong: "......"

Ling Chi smiled: "Since there are people on Peach Blossom Island, let's not go." There will be a lot of interesting things in the rivers and lakes in the past few years, and I will take you around and see for a long time. ”

"Okay!" Huang Rong loved to be lively, and said with some excitement: "I must participate in the matter of the Apricot Forest, Qiao Daxia and the beggar gang must not let those bastards with evil intentions be ruined." ”

Over the years, Huang Rong got along with Hong Qigong the most on the farm, Hong Qigong spoiled her like a grandfather, and passed on the dog stick method and the free travel method to her, although it was just a restart for Hong Qigong, but Huang Rong felt that Hong Qigong was much kinder than his father, and Huang Rong also had a good impression of the beggars.

Since confirming that this world is the Eight Divisions of the Heavenly Dragon, Ling Chi has intermittently told some of the stories in the Eight Divisions of the Heavenly Dragon to Huang Rong and Shuang'er.

When Huang Rong heard Qiao Feng's story, she was sad and indignant about Qiao Feng's experience, and hated Bai Shijing, Quan Guanqing, Kang Min and others.

But Shuang'er has mixed emotions about Qiao Feng's experience. I respect his heroism, but I don't like his Khitan identity.

Shuang'er has lived in an anti-Qing and Ming public opinion environment since she was a child, and she has hatred for all foreign races that oppose the Han people, which is why she killed Zhao Min.

If Zhao Min was a Han girl, she would never do it.

Ling Chi also understood her, so he didn't recruit Zhao Min after her death.

"Sister Shuang'er, you must help me!" Huang Rong took Shuang'er into her arms and killed her face.

"......" Shuang'er looked helpless: "I'll help you." ”

"Hee-hee, Sister Shuang'er is the best." Huang Rong took two mouthfuls on her face, smiling like a flower.

……

Under the carpet search, on the third day, the three finally found the blessed land of Lang Huan.

"Wow! What a beautiful jade man. When Huang Rong saw the white jade statue, he was immediately amazed: "This cliffless carving skill is really clever, and it is the same as a real person." Especially these eyes, it's like being alive, absolutely amazing. ”

Ling Chi looked at the jade statue that Duan Yu called the fairy sister, this jade statue was the size of a living person, and a shabby pale yellow silk shirt on her body trembled slightly; What's even more strange is that a pair of eyes are bright and bright.

The hair on the head of the jade statue is real human hair, the temples are like mist, loosely tied in a bun, and a jade chuan is inserted in the sideburns, which are inlaid with two pearls as big as little fingers, shining brightly.

Looking at the appearance of about ten ** years old, the corners of the eyebrows and eyes are quite innocent and childish, the corners of the mouth are slightly smiling, indescribably charming and amiable, and there is a little thin black mole on the upper lip, which is more elegant.

This is Li Qiushui's sister? Looking at her appearance, she is not under Rong'er.

Ling Chi pinched his chin: So, are Li Qiushui and Wang Yuyan's looks also on the same level as Rong'er?

Shuang'er silently squatted down, casually unwrapped the smaller futon, and took out the silk bag from it.

"There's something there!" Huang Rong also squatted down.

The silk bag is a foot long, and a few lines of fine words are written on the white silk: Thou hast kowtowed a thousand times, and thou hast been driven by me, and I have no regrets for life. This volume is the essence of my free school martial arts, every day at three o'clock in the afternoon, you must practice once by heart, if you are a little lazy, you will frown and feel sad. Once the magic is accomplished, you can go to Lang Huan to read all kinds of classics, and the number of martial artists of all sects in the world is gathered in Si, that is, all for your use. Reluctantly. After learning to go down the mountain, he killed all the disciples of the Xiaoyao faction for Yu, and there was a omission, and Yu was in the sky and the earth for a long time.

After reading the words on the white silk, Huang Rong sneered: "This Li Qiushui is really shameless, obviously she is a watery poplar flower, seducing a man, and running away from her husband angrily, but she wants to ask someone else to kill her husband's doorman, which is really poisonous." ”

"The world is big, and it is inevitable that there will be a few bad birds." Ling Chi put the jade statue into the kitchen god space and said, "Since you have found the Northern Shengong and Ling Bo Weibu, then study it well and go to the farm!" ”

The two girls hummed softly, got up and entered the farm with Ling Chi.

……

On the farm, Wang Chongyang, Huang Yaoshi, Hong Qigong, Zhang Cuishan, Feng Qingyang and other martial arts masters worked together to study CG pictures...... No, it's the Northern Shengong and Ling Bo Weibu.

The world's martial arts, all changes are inseparable from their ancestors, this Northern Shengong and Ling Bo Weibu are born from Taoist classics, Wang Chongyang and Wudang Seven Heroes have the most profound understanding of these two exercises. In comparison, Huang Yaoshi, Hong Qigong, Feng Qingyang and others did not have a deep understanding of Taoist classics, and the speed of enlightenment was not as fast as that of Taoist priests like Wang Chongyang.

After several days of research and discussion, Wang Chongyang basically understood these two exercises.

"Wang Zhenren, how is it?" Ling Chi asked.

These Heavenly Kings Chongyang and their spiritual skills were comprehended, but Ling Chi was busy plowing the fields.

Alas! There are too many fertile fields to be cultivated at home, and he, an old scalper, can only do his best and die.

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