Chapter 43: Snowy and moonlit nights, water tunes the song head
There are tigers on the side of the mountain, rugged and skinny. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
The whole world seemed to freeze at this time. Bi Fang gasped, and his body finally stood up straight, but the original murderous intent had been completely killed.
He didn't expect that there would be such a powerful existence in this Red Tiger Mountain. It's not that the most powerful thing in Red Tiger Mountain is just the spiritual cultivation realm with a broken arm. What's the matter with this old man? This strength ...... Cultivating the Spiritual Realm? I'm afraid it's all in the Spiritual Realm!
Xin Lao's eyes were still closed, and his body was motionless. It's just that his hand is still on the big clock beside him, and slowly, he said, "Get out." ”
It's still a word, compared to before, this word seems very light, very light, and even the dust on the ground has not been startled, but who dares to ignore it!
Bi Fang didn't dare, Ding Qiang didn't dare, and the three thousand city guards didn't dare!
Finally, Bi Fang bit his lip and said, "I don't know what the seniors have to do with Chihu Mountain? If it was only invited by Chihu Mountain, my Cloud City would pay three times the price, and there was no need for the seniors to help, as long as the seniors stood by and watched." ”
In an instant, all the bandits on Red Tiger Mountain had strange looks on their faces. Although they don't know how Xin Lao, an old man who is looking at the enemy situation from the lookout, ah no, it is a senior, how can he be so powerful. But this does not prevent them from thinking that this Xin Lao is from Chihu Mountain!
In front of the young masters, digging the foot of the wall?
In the entire Chihu Mountain, all the thieves have blind confidence in Luo Ning, the young master, from the beginning of the Jiajiazhai rebellion to the landing of hundreds of heads, from the beginning of the hunt to the departure of all the bandits in Zuojiazhai naked, all things also mean that this young master has never let them down!
Although, their young master is still a seventeen-year-old boy! Although, their young master is still a small spirit condensing realm! However, this does not prevent them from having that blind confidence in Luo Ning!
And now, Luo Ning didn't let their confidence go to waste!
At this time, Luo Ning looked at Bi Fang with a smile on his face. He slowly spoke: "Did you see the flag on the gate of the village?" ”
Bi Fang was puzzled, but he still followed Luo Ning's finger and saw that a windward banner appeared in his eyes, and on that banner, it was as if a word was written in blood: Tiger!
Without waiting for Bi Fang to react, Luo Ning continued: "This is Chihu Mountain! It's also my territory! So, since you're here, don't leave." ”
That's quite light! Such more than 3,000 people ran to their own territory, just a roll word, Luo Ning can't afford to lose that person!
"Luo Ning, don't deceive people too much!" Bi Fang clenched his fists tightly, his face flushed and roared at Luo Ning.
Luo Ning snorted coldly and said, "Oh, so what? People, they always have to pay the due price for what they have done." ”
If it is purely said that it is strength, Luo Ning can be said to be the weakest among all the people here. But who dares to ignore what Luo Ning said! Everyone here knows that at this moment, only Luo Ning is the king of this place!
The only king!
"Since the young master has spoken, then you should stay. A hoarse voice came out of Xin Lao's mouth, slowly. This was also the longest thing Bi Fang had heard Xin Lao say, and the voice was still light, but it was like the words of death, lingering in Bi Fang's mind for a long time.
"Run!" Suddenly, one of the three thousand city guards shouted, and immediately after, nearly ten people broke away from the ranks and rode down the mountain.
"Who dare!"
Bi Fang's eyes widened, the knife in his hand was instantly raised, and he swung out a sword qi with all his strength, running towards the fastest city guard.
"Poof......
I saw that after the city guards were hit by that sword qi, the whole person was instantly divided into two parts. The upper half of the body was directly cut to the ground, and the horse was startled, dragging the lower half of the corpse faster.
"Those who flee without permission are like this person!"
Bi Fang's eyes swept over the remaining city guards, and said. He knew he couldn't mess around, because he wasn't alone, he still had the city lord, and the mysterious, elder!
As long as he can hold on, then the final victory will definitely be his own! After all, he had heard that the patriarch was an elder of the Beiling Academy!
You must know that for Beiling Academy, Zhao Guo is just a small place. And the Eighteen Mountains on the periphery of Zhao State must be a smaller place. Bi Fang didn't believe it, he didn't believe that the old man who came out of this small place casually could be even more powerful than the patriarch, the elder of the Beiling Academy!
Therefore, as long as you hold on to it, until the moment the city lord and the elder comes, you will be victorious!
Thinking of this, the knife in Bi Fang's hand couldn't help but clench tighter. And at this time, Xin Lao also slowly knocked the bell beside him, just for a moment.
"Knock ......"
Suddenly, the wind is surging!
"In order to ask the lonely one, who is coming, snowy and moonlit night!"
I didn't expect this old man to be a sour literati!
After Bi Fang heard Xin Lao slowly read this sentence, he immediately smiled. In Bi Fang's eyes, those sour and rotten literati are the most useless. What can these sentences do for you? Can you kill enemies? Joke!
And at this moment, there was a sudden coolness between the heavens and the earth, and patches of white light floated down in the sky.
Snow!
It was just an instant that Bi Fang reacted, and it was snow that was falling, real snow.
Isn't it spring now? How can there be snow? Bi Fang's eyes suddenly opened round. At this time, Xin Lao said slowly on the side:
"In the past, people had a creative method, that is, to intercept the poems of a generation, one or several families of their predecessors, and put them together into lyrics. This method is called a set sentence. ”
"Today, I begin with a work by my predecessors, which is not a collection of sentences, but there are similarities. You can use the words of the ancients to open up a great realm and use it to improve the later words. ”
Luo Ning turned his head to look at Xin Lao and found that Xin Lao did not open his mouth, but the voice came clearly into his ears.
Could it be Transsion?
"Raise your eyes to the jade dragon dance, there is no Chang'an in the north. ”
In an instant, the snowflakes in the sky rolled upside down, forming a huge dragon, and quickly collapsed towards the three thousand city guards.
This......
Everyone was stunned. The scene came so fast, so fast that people didn't have any defense. And they had never seen such a move, such a strange move.
"Where is Fucha going tonight, Jiang Biao is looking at the pass. Gujiao Glacier Iron Horse, the beacon fire is lonely and extinguished, and the generosity has endured for several years. ”
In an instant, a burst of drums and horns rose, and the dust on the ground condensed into warriors on horseback, rushing towards the three thousand city guards. And above the sky, a huge Feihong suddenly appeared, letting out a soul-piercing cry.
"Ah...... Fuck off! Fuck ...... Ah, it's all for Lao Tzu to die!"
The 3,000 city guards were completely in a mess.
"Ah, get out of here, calm down Lao Tzu!" Bi Fang roared angrily, but at this time, no one would pay attention to him at all. The emergence of all this has subverted their understanding.
This, what the hell is it.
Aren't spirits all fighting, killing, and killing? Even if they knew that the spiritual realm of building the spiritual realm and cultivating the spiritual realm in the spirit condensing realm was the spiritual transformation realm, which could transform into a spiritual power and fly, but this jade dragon and the glacial iron horse were even more unbelievable than the spiritual power transformation and flight.
Is this really the power that can be exerted by human beings?
"I didn't expect that in such a small place, there is actually a sound lawyer. Suddenly, from the other side of the mountain forest, a figure slowly walked out, dressed in a black robe.
"But it's a gadget after all. ”
I saw that the black-robed man was holding a flag, which shone with black brilliance. As if feeling something, Xin Lao slowly opened his eyes at this time, and said slowly: "Looking back at the old days, the resentment leaks even more. ”
In an instant, everything just now was gone. But the three thousand city guards all fell to the ground one by one, and there were only Ding Qiang and Bi Fang who had trembling legs standing on the field, and the old man who had just appeared.
Bi Fang didn't see that scene clearly, thinking that the patriarch was coming, and all the scenes disappeared in an instant. Yes, that's an illusion!
Bi Fang suddenly thought of what he had seen in a book, saying that some people with strange spiritual powers would perform fantasies. Fantasy is like reality, but if you are not affected by illusions, then illusions will not help you.
Yes, it's an illusion for sure.
Bi Fang said firmly in his heart, but when his eyes swept over the city guards who had been wailing on the ground, he couldn't help but waver.
Doesn't it mean that illusions can't help people...... So what is the wailing of this land, the broken arm, the blood soaked in the land?
Is it still an illusion?
"Pretend to be a ghost!" The black-robed old man snorted lightly, his body was rioting, his whole body breath exploded, and the spiritual power in front of him formed a huge beast, and pounced towards Xin Lao.
"Boom!"
"The ancient and the present are long and bloody. Poor Su Shen Lu, speechless. ”
Before the spiritual power giant beast pounced, Xin Lao slowly read a sentence, and in an instant, the giant beast seemed to have hit a transparent barrier. Seeing this, the black-robed man stepped forward, and another spiritual power on his body blessed the giant beast.
In an instant, the giant beast's body appeared even larger, but it still couldn't pounce on it.
Between the air, it was like a transparent barrier, dividing the two places!
"The sideburns of the empty pedestrian are white, in order to ask the hero's bones are cold, so the country is not green?"
"Boom!"
In an instant, the ground trembled, startling countless flying dust. And the city guards who were still wailing were all buried by this flying dust.
No resistance!
"You!" The black-robed man finally said angrily, he was fine before the future, but when he came, the other party was still killing people in front of him, killing people in large numbers.
This is clearly looking down on yourself!
"You can die!" saw the black flag in the hand of the black-robed man sacrificed in mid-air. The place where the three thousand city guards who had just been buried in the dust suddenly emitted a trace of black gas, which was wrapped around the black banner little by little.
And that terrifying aura was also undisguised and revealed.
This feeling is like the fierce beast that is about to attack!
"Die!"
The black-robed man shouted again, and the black banner flew up from mid-air in an instant, and even the transparent barrier before was ruthlessly passed through, reaching the top of Xin Lao's head in the air, and then slapped it fiercely!
At this time, in the face of the black banner that fell from the sky, Xin Lao still did not get up, nor did he move his body, but slowly, half-tilted his head, and said: "The wind on the side of the river is evil, and the dream is cold. ”
ps:1: The snowy moon night that appears in the first sentence has appeared in the previous thirty-eight chapters. The work is Gu Zhenguan's "Night Sailing Boat", and then the jade dragon dance with his eyes lifted to the drifting dream and soul cold. It is a self-created work, and the original text is below.
"Water Tune Song Head"
Raise your eyes to the jade dragon dance, and there is no Chang'an in the north. Where is Fucha going tonight, Jiang Biao is looking at the pass. Gujiao Glacier Iron Horse, the beacon fire is lonely and extinguished, and the generosity has endured for several years. Looking back on the old days, the resentment leaks even more.
The ancient and the present are long and bloody. Poor Su Shen Lu, speechless. The empty pedestrian sideburns are white, in order to ask the hero's bones are cold, the country is not green, and the wind on the side of the river is evil, and the dream is cold.
2: I think that readers who have seen this book are recommended to read it if they have not read the book related to the work. I may not be the first to incorporate words into the novel, but I must be one of the earliest ones. And after Huoda's "Confucianism and Taoism Most Holy", many people have written this kind of thing, but I still want to say that some things, understanding, and checking information are completely different concepts. The amount of effort is not the same.
Just the above "Water Tune Song Head", I spent more than ten hours. The thirty-nine chapters of "Linjiang Immortal" took more than an hour to create on the train, and half of it took him five or six hours to write, but he was still not satisfied. In the end, it was barely finalized after half a month.
3: The reason why I say so much is that I want to say that I have also thought about the foreshadowing for a long time, and it will play a role in the future. And some readers asked me why it was a word, not a poem. My answer is that I only create words by myself, and it is also words that I know the most. As I said in my second point, understanding and checking information are two different things. I looked up the information, and the poem could be written, but that would be boring. I know words, so I write words.
4: I said this in a wordy way, the number of words is more than 3,000, and it is still more than 3,000, which is not a cheating word count. Finally, ask for collections, long reviews, and recommendations. Thank you.