August 3, Wanhua faction.

Wanhua faction is also one of the famous sects in recent years, the name of the master is Zhuang Qing, when he was young, he visited the major famous mountains, asked the mountain masters to teach martial arts, for decades as a day, he practiced more than 60 sects of martial arts, and finally learned from others, created a unique set of martial arts, famous rivers and lakes.

When Lin Shouxi saw Zhuang Qing, he stood next to an old tree, his hair was scattered, and he described him as eclectic, as eclectic as his mind.

In the past two days, Lin Shouxi did not try to escape again, and he didn't even express any opinion on Gong Yu's stubbornness, and he was surprisingly quiet.

"Is this your silent protest? Or do you want to do the opposite, treating me coldly to win my attention from you? In the face of Lin Shouxi's transformation, Gong Yu was contemptuous, feeling that this was just a mediocre means for young people.

"I'm thinking about things." Lin Shouxi said.

"What do you think?" Gong Yu asked casually.

Lin Shouxi did not answer.

"Don't you want to say it?" Gong Yu looked at him coldly.

"Why am I telling you?" Lin Shouxi asked rhetorically.

"It's really rebellious." Gong Yu smiled and said, "If you are a little girl, I am afraid that you will be beaten more than Yingchan and Shi Jing combined." ”

"Do Chu Chu and Miss Mu listen to you very much?" Lin Shouxi asked again.

"Of course." Gong Yu said immediately.

"Really?" Lin Shouxi stared at her.

Gong Yu raised the fence and looked at him, the fairy spirit behind the white gauze suddenly rose and became stern, but Lin Shouxi was not afraid or evaded, he calmly looked at Gong Yu's eyes as dark as the night sky, and said:

"Miss Mu grew up with you since she was a child, you treat her like a teacher and a mother, she respects you and loves you, so she is willing to restrain her nature in front of you, well-behaved and sensible, Chu Yingchan grew up listening to your story since she was a child, and she worshiped you, she admires you and admires you, so she is willing to take you as a respectful word and obey, the ancestor thinks that he is educating them, but in fact they are used to you, the ancestor...... You're spoiled. ”

A chill condensed in Gong Yu's eyes, her red lips pursed slightly, and she sneered: "Are you teaching me a lesson? ”

"The disciple doesn't dare." Lin Shouxi said respectfully.

"......" Gong Yu's chest rose and fell slightly, she was silent for a moment, and said: "I have my own plans in my heart about which is right and which is wrong, and it is not your turn to teach you a lesson, in the same way, I am not Chu Yingchan, and I will not get used to you." ”

After that, Gong Yu rarely spoke to him, but whenever there was news of Xiao He, she would still cut it off neatly, Lin Shouxi was not annoyed by this, and seemed to have accepted it.

On Wanhua Mountain, Gong Yu and Zhuang Qing faced each other silently across a long bridge across the pond.

Lin Shouxi sat on a rockery behind him, ignoring the fingers and pointing of the disciples in the distance, for some reason, he was obviously well-dressed and looked solemn, but in the eyes of outsiders, he seemed to be more eclectic than Zhuang Qing.

"Please advise."

Zhuang Qing didn't say anything cruel, as if he was the guest who came to visit.

Gong Yu nodded slightly.

In front of the Wanhua Sect, under the watchful eyes of hundreds of disciples, a duel between the top masters of martial arts began.

Gong Yu did not end the battle neatly, on the contrary, he let Zhuang Qing make a move, showing the results of his decades of hard work.

Zhuang Qing's martial arts are all-encompassing, and there is more praise for entering a door and passing through all laws on the rivers and lakes, in him, you can see the epitome of many peak martial arts, these martial arts are re-forged in Zhuang Qing's hands, and some even lose their original appearance, leaving only a few charms.

Lin Shouxi has also studied hundreds of martial arts since he was a child, and all of them have cultivated to a good level, and he was surprised to find that Zhuang Qing is even higher than him in terms of his understanding of various martial arts.

When his fist is strong, it is like a dragon pounding the river to the river to break the embankment, and when the palm is feminine, it is like a bamboo basket hitting the water, and there is no trace, when his figure falls to the ground, his steps are still drunk, but he can often stand steady, and his footwork is like a willow in the wind when he shuttles, and it seems to dance wildly, but he can always avoid the opponent's attack like an unpredictable prophet.

Hundreds of martial arts have been fused into one furnace, and he has reached the realm of transformation, although he is not as powerful as Xing Heng, but he is much more clever than him, no matter which world such a person is placed in, he is at the level of a grandmaster.

Lin Shouxi was intoxicated, and suddenly heard someone talking to him next to him: "You are Lin Shouxi?" ”

Lin Shouxi was shocked, he didn't even notice that someone had come to his side.

The visitor was an old man with white eyebrows and long robes, but he did not have the feeling of fairy wind and bones, on the contrary, his ancient yellow robe was shabby, like a beggar, and his skin was covered with brown markings, which was a symbol of old age.

Lin Shouxi looked at him and identified his identity.

"The old man is ......" Lin Shouxi didn't recognize him.

The old man smiled, but did not report to his family, but said nostalgically: "More than ten years ago, I also drank with your dead master, at that time he often mentioned you and was very worried about you, and then the demon gate was robbed, I knew that it was too late, and I couldn't help...... I'm relieved to see you're still alive. ”

"It turned out to be an old friend of the teacher, and the younger generation has seen the old gentleman." Lin Shouxi clasped his fists and saluted.

The old man looked ahead, on that side, the battle between Zhuang Qing and Gong Yu had already started, Zhuang Qing showed his natural martial arts, winning the applause of the disciples one after another, but Gong Yu's response method was extremely simple and arrogant - whatever move Zhuang Qing used, she used the same move to crack it.

"The master of the Daomen Sect really lives up to his reputation." The old man couldn't help but admire, he stroked his beard, and said, "I heard that you have become her apprentice?" ”

"It's just a prisoner." Lin Shouxi smiled self-deprecatingly.

"The martial arts of the master of the Daomen Gate are the best in the world, you are still young, you don't have to feel sorry for yourself." The old man said with a smile.

"Thank you seniors for your relief." Lin Shouxi smiled.

"Do you want to leave her?" The old man asked again.

"The heart is more than enough, but the strength is insufficient." Lin Shouxi said.

"Zhuang Qing's martial arts are very high, his skills are comparable to the master of the Daomen, but it is a pity that he has lost too much in the word 'Dao', and this battle will be lost, but Zhuang Qing's masters are still rare in the world, and after the Wanhua faction, I am afraid it will be difficult to find the second one." The old man sighed.

"What do the old-timers want to say?" Lin Shouxi asked.

"Zhuang Qing is a master, and so are you, if you join forces, there will be no chance to fight with her, if Xiaoyou doesn't dislike it, I can also fight this old bone to help you." The old man said with a smile.

"A sneak attack is an evil act." Lin Shouxi said.

"Lin Xiaoyou, don't forget, you are also from the Demon Sect." The old man reminded.

"The Demon Gate and the Dao Gate are just different paths, but they are both right paths, and they are definitely not crooked and evil ways." Lin Shouxi said seriously.

When the old man heard this, he laughed heartily, his eyes showed a look of approval, and after laughing, he looked at the battle in front of him that was coming to an end, and said in a deep voice: "The master of the Daomen Sect has unparalleled talents in the world, but he is by no means invincible. ”

Lin Shouxi did not agree or deny it, until the old man left, he didn't know his name, but Lin Shouxi could see that the old man's longevity was approaching.

The battle of the Wanhua faction ended soon after.

Zhuang Qing has learned all his life, but the palace language is like a mirror, perfectly copying his moves, and breaking them one by one, after more than 100 moves, Zhuang Qing's vast martial arts skills have also been emptied, he no longer has the slightest chance of winning, and he is not dead, standing aside and admitting defeat.

Gong Yu pointed in the air.

Zhuang Qing snorted, a bloody arrow spurted out from his shoulder, he covered his shoulder, knelt on the ground, and looked pained.

Gong Yu turned and left.

"Why don't you kill me?" Zhuang Qing's voice was hoarse.

"Disrespect to the Daomen is not a capital crime, so why bother to kill." Gong Yu replied and left.

In the next ten days, Gong Yu did not delay at all, she visited four sects successively, and defeated its head with the martial arts and mental methods of the sect.

The punishment in the palace language is clear, if there is a great traitor, no matter how the other party kneels down and begs for mercy, she will not forgive, but personally cut off his head in front of everyone. If you are virtuous and upright, but you are not satisfied with the rule of the Daomen, and feel that the rivers and lakes under the governance of the Daomen are lifeless, Gongyu will not only not be angry, but will guide the maze after defeating the other party, which is quite a grandmaster's demeanor.

In the past ten days, Lin Shouxi still followed her, looking honest, without the slightest dissent, not at all like a criminal who deceived his teacher and destroyed his ancestors.

Gong Yu was surprised by his unusual quietness, and didn't understand what he was thinking.

But Lin Shouxi is a teenager in her eyes after all, and everything about him is just a teenager's 'trick' in her eyes.

Is he really the reincarnation of Master, and if so, should I tell him about it, and how should I face him...... In the dead of night, Gong Yu often thinks about this.

While Gong Yu was observing Lin Shouxi, Lin Shouxi was also observing her.

In addition to the beauty and power in the worldly sense, there is also an elusive mystery in this Daomen master. At night, when Lin Shouxi woke up, she could always see Gong Yu sitting by the window, hanging down her delicate and thick black hair, looking down at the sword, the sword was wrapped in a blue-gray cloth bag, and she was not looking at the blade of the sword, but the scabbard, as if there was some obscure and esoteric article engraved on it.

Every time Lin Shouxi approached, Gong Yu would take back the cloth bag, cover the sword, and tie the cotton rope tightly.

In the past few days and months of getting along, Lin Shouxi has never seen this Daomen master draw a sword.

"In this world, there is no one worthy of my sword." Gong Yu replied.

"That'...... What is written on your scabbard? Lin Shouxi asked curiously.

"Written with the creed that Master left me." Gong Yu said solemnly.

Lin Shouxi didn't ask, he found that under the cold and arrogant description of this Taoist leader, it seemed that there would always be a gentle field hidden, and in that field, she was still a girl, laughing and scolding, willful and chic, and would never grow up.

Gong Yu is also aware of this, she hides her parents, master, sisters, and dreamlike childhood before the day of the broken wall, and this softness is seen by many as a weakness in the Dao heart, but for her it is the key to keeping her true nature.

Gong Yu even knew that her strictness to her disciples did not come from her master, this strictness was more like her fantasy of her master's majesty, and this fantasy was an iron-like law that had always supported her and spurred her on for hundreds of years after the age of seven, even if the master in her heart stopped forever at his sixteenth year.

The next day, Gong Yu ascended Mount Emei and fought with the head of the Emei faction.

The head of the Emei faction is a young beauty, she wears an egg-blue long dress, a slender waist, covered with white gauze, she holds her hair in a bun, inserts an elegant and simple wooden hairpin, and her face is beautiful and refined.

There are many good things in the martial arts, in addition to the cloud top list, there is no shortage of beauty lists on the rivers and lakes, this beauty head of the Emei faction has a great reputation, and he has almost never left the top three of the beauty list.

If there is no Taoist door in the world, she should be the number one beauty master.

"Senior Xin Sisu, I have seen the master of the door." The head of the Emei faction smiled and spoke.

"No courtesy."

Gong Yu responded coldly and said: "Emei Mountain is full of female disciples, far away from the world, not doing good or evil, I don't think you are a competitive person, why take this battle book?" ”

"The younger generation has long admired the name of the door master, but he has never seen it, and now he finally has the opportunity, even if the door master blames, the younger generation also wants to see you." Xin Sisu's words were earnest.

"Receiving the war book means that you will be the enemy of the Daomen, and you will have to pay a price." Gong Yu said.

"The younger generation knows." Xin Sisu said.

"You know it's still so naïve?" Gong Yu reprimanded.

"When people are faced with obsessions, they are inevitably naïve." Xin Sisu's words were a little stubborn, and she said, "Lord of the Gate, don't you have no worries and no obsessions?" ”

Gong Yu put his hands behind his back, stood on Mount Emei, looked at the turbulent flow that surrounded the past like a jade belt under the mountain through the sea of clouds, pondered for a long time, and said after a while: "Make a move." ”

Xin Sisu answered.

Her moves no longer have the weakness of words, and the first move is like thunder on the ground, instantly sent to the front, stabbing straight at the door of Gong Yu's face, as if to pick the white veil domineeringly, revealing her mysterious and beautiful face.

Gong Yu stretched out two fingers, clamped it, and imprisoned the sword blade in front of the power fence.

Xin Sisu held the sword and tried to recapture it, but his body was not deadlocked, but took the sword as the center point, flashed and moved, and tried to get close through his body and fists and feet.

The two beauties kept making moves, the white clouds on the cliff were like wisps, and the summer flowers were flying, and this battle was surprisingly pleasing to the eye.

In the blink of an eye, Xin Sisu had made more than 60 moves in a row, but he couldn't get half a bargain, on the contrary, Gong Yu's movements were like a leisurely stroll, not like fighting at all, more like enjoying flowers.

"Emei is one of the three major sects in the world, its swordsmanship, finger acupoints, and footwork are all in line with the true meaning of movement and stillness. Gong Yu asked lightly.

When Xin Sisu heard this, instead of getting angry, he retreated, fell to the ground, and lowered his head, as if he was a student who had been reprimanded by the teacher, bowing his head and reflecting.

"Sisu is indeed too forward-looking." Xin Sisu said softly, "The younger generation has a sword, which was obtained when Emei Mountain watched the moon and the river tide the year before last, and asked the seniors to teach me." ”

As he spoke, Xin Sisu put his hand on the sword.

The clear sound of drawing the sword sounded instantly, and a sword light bloomed on her waist like a moonlight, but Xin Sisu's hand did not move, the sword was still in the sheath, and the body and shadow of the sword were only like an illusion.

Lin Shouxi also looked at her intently.

At this moment, Xin Sisu is extremely quiet, like the beginning of the moon, it is difficult to find traces, and she is also extremely moving, like a surging river, never returning, this is the first level of movement, this level is accommodated by her, she is like a painting, the moon and water in the painting are quiet, and this kind of stillness, there is a constant flow of time.

"That's like a little talk." Gong Yu nodded and said approvingly.

Xin Sisu came out of the sword, this is the real sword, in the eyes of her disciples, she is still standing in place, waiting to shoot according to the sword, and in the eyes of Gong Yu, the sword is like a summer wind, blowing on the light veil in front of the fence.

Xin Sisu is like a crane in the clouds, like a warbler piercing willows, and the sword blooms in her rainbow-like figure, which is unbelievably fast.

This is the sword she is most proud of.

It's a pity that the gap between her Dao realm and Gong Yu is too big, even if she uses all her strength and slashes out the pinnacle sword, she still can't defeat the other party.

Gong Yu waved her sleeves like a cloud, rolled her blades with her sleeves, layer upon layer, Xin Sisu's sword seemed to fall into the mire, and the vigorous movement and stillness were condensed into 'death', she still did not give up, her waist was twisted, and her body danced together with the skirt, Xin Sisu took advantage of the gap between turning around, reached out to the back of her hair, pulled out the hairpin, hid it in the palm of her hand, and stabbed it horizontally.

The moment the hairpin was dropped, Xin Sisu's long hair immediately poured down.

The beauty's long hair poured out, which should have been extremely beautiful, but this flowing movement was also interrupted by Gong Yu.

Xin Sisu stabbed a hairpin in the air, when she came back to her senses, she found that the hairpin in her hand had been taken away, and at the same time, there was no shadow of Gong Yu in front of her, the master of the Daomen stood behind her, and pulled her hair with her hand, and then inserted the hairpin obliquely, setting her back to her original appearance.

"The hairpin secret weapon is a trail after all, and if you use it in the future, you will be beaten." Gong Yu spoke harshly.

Xin Sisu stood dumbfounded, she had been defeated, and she didn't know how to speak.

Gong Yu turned and left.

"Senpai!" Xin Sisu suddenly shouted: "I...... Can I meet my seniors? ”

Gong Yu's back paused slightly, she really looked back and gently lifted the white veil, but she only showed the corner of her face, and in that corner was her radiant pupils and ruddy and frivolous lips.

The fence fell in an instant.

Xin Sisu was stunned in place, and he was still distracted for a long time after Gong Yu left.

After getting off Mount Emei, Gong Yu went to the last sect in the war book.

The name of the sect is Zhenzong.

Zhenzong is not far from Mount Emei, and it will arrive in three hours.

The True Sect was deserted, and the disciples seemed to have dispersed.

Lin Shouxi was surprised to find that the Sect Master of the True Sect was none other than the old man who Wanhua had sent to talk to him that day.

He looked a little older than he had been back then, like a candle in the wind.

Win or lose, this will be his last fight.

The battle ended after half a pillar of incense.

The old man leaned on crutches, leaning against the door as old as he was, looking up at the sky, his eyes became more and more cloudy, and before he died, he said to Lin Shouxi:

"Not being able to meet your master for the last time is the old man's biggest regret, your master used to drink with me and told me that he wanted to teach you to be the best in the world."

"I will." Lin Shouxi promised.

The old man smiled, revealing a mouth full of jagged yellow teeth, he closed his eyes, and finally said, "Look, I didn't lie to you, did I?" ”

Lin Shouxi was silent for a long time.

He knew what the old man was talking about.

When Wanhua sent him that day, he left and said that the master of the Daomen was not invincible.

Today he was defeated, but he also 'won'.

In the previous battle, the old man used the martial arts of Tai Chi, Gong Yu out of pride, since he also used the same martial arts to fight with him, Gong Yu's Tai Chi is like a glacial snow wave, it seems to be circling in a roundabout way, but in fact it is cold and cold, and the old man's Tai Chi is much simpler, he uses the simplest moves, negative yin and yang, back to the basics, and even a little clumsy when punching, such as a child stirring the water in the tank, practicing the appearance of boxing.

But this is such a boxing method, in the pure Tai Chi competition, she is better than Gong Yu, she can't use her own Tai Chi to crack his Tai Chi, so she has to use her magic fingers to break it.

Although she won, at one point, she lost.

This is not a failure in the true sense of the word, but for Gong Yu, it is still not available for hundreds of years.

On the way back, Gong Yu was also a lot more silent.

In the blink of an eye, another two days passed.

During the Mid-Autumn Festival, the foot of Mount Emei is very lively.

Gong Yu took Lin Shouxi to enjoy the moon and watch the lanterns, they walked through the vast sea of people together, watched the fireworks and firecrackers bloom, and covered the entire sky gorgeously, and then, thousands of Kong Ming lanterns rose to the sky, chasing the bright moon.

The ancient city is brightly lit and bright as day.

In the Mid-Autumn Festival, the major teahouses tell not the story of Chang'e running to the moon, but the master of the Daomen, and this mysterious woman's attraction to the world seems to surpass the ethereal Chang'e fairy.

"The world is a big dream, and the world is cool and cool ...... several times"

Lin Shouxi remembered the poem that Ji Luoyang recited two years ago today, and now the bright moon is still there, but this enemy of life and death does not know where to hide.

"The crowd rejoiced and lived, why should you recite this sad verse alone?" Gong Yu asked.

"I didn't read it to my ancestors." Lin Shouxi said.

"Oh?" Gong Yu was not annoyed, but asked with a smile: "Then who are you reading it to?" ”

"Xiao He." Lin Shouxi said.

"I don't know yet." Gong Yu smiled lightly.

When he was admiring the moon, there was a vast sea of people, and a girl stopped beside him for a while, looking up at the bright moon, thoughtfully, when he looked at her, she immediately withdrew and disappeared into the night.

"How could I not know?" Lin Shouxi said.

Although they only glanced at each other, he knew that she was Xiao He, although they couldn't really see each other, but she was always by his side.

"Then why don't you chase it?" Gong Yu asked with a smile.

"You said that there is no point in catching up with her, and I can't keep her now." Lin Shouxi said: "Master Ancestor is right about this. ”

"So what did I say wrong?" Gong Yu asked.

"Conquest." Lin Shouxi said: "Although Xiao He is arrogant, it is by no means conquerable, and the conquest of force may be exchanged for short-term obedience, but it cannot be exchanged for sincerity." ”

"How can I get my sincerity?" Gong Yu asked curiously.

"Sincerity can be exchanged for sincerity." Lin Shouxi said seriously.

Gong Yu giggled: "You mean, I was wrong before?" ”

"Shizu is wrong, but I can understand Shizu's mistake." Lin Shouxi said.

"Huh? What does this mean? Gong Yu asked.

"The ancestor thinks that Xiao He can be conquered, the reason is very simple, the ancestor pushes himself and others." Lin Shouxi looked at her calmly.

"What did you say?" Gong Yu restrained his smile and looked slightly cold.

"Shizu himself can be conquered, so I think that all girls are the same as you, and they can be conquered by force, and you are also like this to Mu Shijing and Chu Yingchan, but you can't understand why they are different from you. Of course, you yourself can't understand it, because although you believe this, you have never been truly conquered. Lin Shouxi paused and said, "I want to try." ”

"I will conquer you, by sheer force." Lin Shouxi said.

"Do you know what you're talking about?" Gong Yu sneered.

"Yes." Lin Shouxi said: "I've been thinking about it for a long time, I want to practice martial arts with you, but my opponent won't be Xiao He." ”

"You can't beat me." Gong Yu shook his head and said coldly.

"If you can't win, keep playing until you win."

Lin Shouxi's words were unprecedentedly firm: "The apprentice wants to teach the master a lesson. ”

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