Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Tao is Lonely, and the Words Are Lonely
After disposing of Lin Chaoying's body, Wang Chongyang shouted: "Xuantong! ”
"Here, what does the master command?"
"Later, you go and tell Senior Brother Ma Yu and Senior Sister Sun Buer, and when your other five senior brothers return, they will also tell each other one by one. From today on, this place is called Chaoying Pavilion, which is a forbidden place for the Quanzhen faction, and anyone who trespasses will be killed. You can live around here from now on, and take good care of your master's body for me. ”
"Yes, master. By the way, master, about the matter of the senior sister, do you want to tell the senior brothers and sisters? ”
Wang Chongyang thought for a while, and then said solemnly: "From today on, Lin Chaoying is a true sect, in charge of the wife, and spread it all over the world. ”
After speaking, Wang Chongyang slowly stretched out his hand, stroked Lin Chaoying's face in front of him, stroked the white temples, and murmured: "Chaoying, from now on, you will be the head of this Quanzhen sect, my Wang Chongyang's wife." Don't worry, I will definitely find the Nine Yin True Scripture and let you be reborn. ”
As soon as the words fell, Wang Chongyang's body changed, like a Nine Heavens Immortal, and he instantly came to Zhou Botong's side, grabbed his neck, and went to Chaoying Pavilion.
Liu Cheng was afraid that something would happen, so he hurriedly picked up his light skills and chased after him. Fortunately, Wang Chongyang didn't go far before he stopped. Otherwise, with Liu Cheng's skills, he may not even be able to catch up with Wang Chongyang's back.
I saw that Wang Chongyang threw Zhou Botong to the ground, and scolded angrily: "Say, what are you doing in the tomb of the living dead?" ”
Liu Cheng heard this voice from afar, and hurriedly shouted: "Master, Uncle Shi may just be playful for a while, begging Master to let Uncle Shi go once." ”
"Xuantong, shut up for me!" Wang Chongyang rarely shouted angrily at Liu Cheng.
"Say it yourself, I can't tell you clearly today, and whoever pleads with you can't do it." Wang Chongyang's eyes glared at Zhou Botong angrily, only to stare at Zhou Botong all over his body.
Zhou Botong probably understood at this time that Lin Chaoying was dead, and his senior brother fell into madness. If he can't explain clearly, he is likely to be slapped to death by his senior brother.
"Senior brother, I'm just greedy for a while, really just greedy for a while. I didn't know if my sister-in-law would die......"
"Smack!" Wang Chongyang slapped Zhou Botong's face fiercely, leaving five blood-red finger prints on his face, and shouted loudly and frantically: "Who told you that Chaoying is dead?" Chaoying is just asleep, she is just asleep! ”
"Yes, yes, yes, my sister-in-law is not dead, my sister-in-law is not dead......" Zhou Botong hurriedly changed his mouth and said gossipingly.
It's just that he repeats it like this, but it's more like stimulating Wang Chongyang. I saw that Wang Chongyang raised his arm again, and when Liu Cheng saw this, he hurriedly stopped between the two.
Wang Chongyang saw Liu Cheng stopping him, his eyes seemed to be about to erupt a raging fire, and he shouted angrily: "What? Xuantong, even you have to be disobedient as a teacher? ”
Liu Cheng knelt on the ground with his legs violently, and said in a resolute tone: "Master, Xuantong doesn't dare, Uncle Shi, he just said the wrong thing unintentionally." You just let him go, or let Uncle Xuantong take care of it. ”
"Humph!" When Wang Chongyang heard Liu Cheng's words, he snorted angrily, shook his raised arm, and turned around to walk away.
After a while, an ethereal voice came from a distance, "Go back and heal your injuries, and in three days, come to Chongyang Palace to see me." ”
Zhou Botong, who was behind Liu Cheng, immediately jumped up, helped Liu Cheng up, and said gratefully: "Xuantong, thank you kid." Eh, I'm also unlucky, for no reason, why should I stay in the Quanzhen School to watch the play. ”
"Uncle Zhou, you." Liu Cheng pointed at Zhou Botong and shook his head helplessly.
"Okay, don't talk about it, I know. What the hell is going on? How did Senior Brother change like that? The old urchin asked Liu Cheng with a puzzled expression.
Liu Cheng slowly told Zhou Botong what happened next.
"I'll run away first, and I'll come back in two years, if you miss me, go to the rivers and lakes to spread the news, and I promise to arrive within three days." Zhou Botong waved his hand, and did not wait for Liu Cheng to answer, and went down to Zhongnan Mountain as soon as he showed his skills.
Liu Cheng looked at Zhou Botong who was far away, shook his head helplessly, felt the severe pain of the wound behind him, and hurriedly returned to his room to heal his wounds.
Three days passed, and Liu Cheng came to Chongyang Palace.
At this time, Wang Chongyang was sitting in the palace, exuding a momentum that was not angry but powerful.
"My first sword in the East, do you have the comprehension now?"
"Xuantong's comprehension is clumsy, and he can only be said to barely comprehend two points." Liu Cheng thought hard for a long time about the first sword in the East, but he couldn't comprehend it, and it was only about three points at most. He didn't know how much water he had in those three points, so he had to say two points.
"Two points, if there are really two points, your understanding has surpassed that of being a teacher. Come, let's try our hands, let me see how much you have comprehended the first sword of the East. ”
"This ......" Liu Cheng hesitated a little, now Wang Chongyang is in a state of madness, in case he splits himself with a sword, he will go there to shout injustice.
"Don't do this, that, that, a big man, what does a mother-in-law and mother look like?" Wang Chongyang scolded angrily, pulled out the seven-star sword beside him, and hit Liu Cheng.
Liu Cheng had no choice but to draw his sword to greet him, sometimes using the true swordsmanship to resist for a moment, and sometimes mixing it with the first sword of the East that he had comprehended.
"Good!" Wang Chongyang shouted, and the seven-star sword shimmered with a little starlight, wandering left and right between the gaps in Liu Cheng's swordsmanship.
After half a pillar of incense, Wang Chongyang patted the back of Liu Cheng's hand, and after knocking down the long sword in Liu Cheng's hand, Ha Luha smiled and said: "Xuantong, you are still modest, you now comprehend, it is not bad to say that three points are not bad." ”
Without waiting for Liu Cheng to answer, Wang Chongyang said slowly: "I, the first sword in the East, in the world today, there is only one swordsmanship that can surpass. ”
"Master's swordsmanship can be described as extraordinary, I don't know what the master said, what kind of swordsmanship it is?" Liu Cheng complimented Wang Chongyang, and then asked.
"I only dare to call the first in the East, because the man is in the south, and I don't know his name. I only know that after Lu Dao became famous, he was known as Dugu seeking defeat. For decades, we have challenged the world and never failed. And the sword he cultivated was the Dugu Nine Sword he created more than forty years ago. ”
"Master, is that person still alive?" Liu Cheng naturally knew that Dugu was seeking defeat, but he still had some doubts about Wang Chongyang's words that seemed to know Dugu's defeat, could it be that Dugu was still alive?
"Twenty-five years ago, the man died of depression. For decades, there has never been a defeat, and the loneliness of the high place can also make people die. Lonely, lonely, why not lonely? Wang Chongyang said with some sighs.
At this time, Wang Chongyang stood there with a trace of loneliness and loneliness on his face.
Even if the martial arts are superb and the world is invincible, if no one is with you, how lonely and lonely it should be?
Liu Cheng can't feel these yet. Of course, he didn't want to feel it either.
He still has relatives and brothers, if he can all become contractors. No matter whether he becomes a king or an ancestor in the future, he will not be lonely.
(Ps. send a cute girl tomorrow.,I hope it won't disappoint so many book friends who are still paying attention to this book.) )