Chapter 72, Qingqiu Loma
Yun Xiaotian's original residence has built a row of pavilions and gardens, during which carved beams and painted buildings, blue tiles and white walls, all kinds of precious flowers and trees are planted in the winding courtyard, and the strange stones of Taihu Lake are built around.
Originally, a three-storey high sea view attic was built on the open space near the sea, the attic is connected with several elegant houses, not to mention the fine carving, even the suspended support of the log is made of good cedar, the loft position is just right to view the sea at the tide, under the eaves of the blue bird, there is a string of dexterous wind chimes inlaid with fine threads, and the wind blows and jingles the bells.
Yun Xiaotian is an independent pavilion, looking at the sea, and there is a feeling of being separated from the world, compared with the Central Plains clan, when will the barbarian domain have such glory? The Savage Xuanyuan Temple, when will it be able to return to its former glory.
"Cloud ...... Senior Brother Yun! ”
Zhou Xinrui stood behind her, Mei Yi was proud of the snow, her posture was tall, and Pei Chongkang was also standing behind her, standing silently.
"Senior Sister Zhou."
"Senior Brother Yun, the master has already sent me a message, I really don't know how to thank you......"
"You're welcome."
Zhou Xinrui seemed to want to say something, but she didn't make a sound, letting the sea breeze blow her hair.
After seeing Zhou Xinrui leave, Pei Chongkang stepped forward and grinned.
Yun Xiaotian said: "Senior Brother Pei, do you know the 'phoenix tail fifty strings'?" ”
Pei Chongkang was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed his arm, "Senior Brother Yun...... Any news? ”
Yun Xiaotian slapped him on the shoulder, "If there is any news, you will know at a glance." After saying that, he drew notes on the ground, and one by one dexterous notes jumped on the ground.
After he finished painting, Pei Chongkang's whole body was weak, and he fell to the ground to observe carefully, and after a long time, he got up and hugged Yun Xiaotian, his whole body trembled, and he didn't know how to express his excitement.
Yun Xiaotian used a lot of strength to push him away, "Okay, okay, Senior Brother Pei, I can only help you get here." ”
He pointed with his head in the direction where Zhou Xinrui left, "But come on, don't fall behind others." ”
Pei Chongkang said gratefully: "Hmm...... Senior Brother Yun...... Chongkang ...... I don't know how...... Say. ”
"Alright, don't mother-in-law."
finally sent Pei Chongkang, and Huahe and the third senior brother Ji Jinghou also came over.
Hua He's eyebrows are clear, but the Buddha is majestic, he observed Yunyi, nodded and said.
"In just a few days, I have surpassed my senior brother."
Yun Xiaotian bowed his head and said: "It's all thanks to Senior Brother Hua's care, Xiao Tiancai has the current cultivation." ”
Hanagawa clasped his hands together and was silent.
After a few people chatted for a few words, Yun Xiaotian said to Ji Jinghou: "Senior Brother Ji, there is something Xiaotian doesn't know whether to say or not. ”
Ji Jinghou said: "Senior brother, what can't be said." ”
"Senior Brother Ji, the 'Qingqiu Luo Horse Technique' you are cultivating now should be a remnant, right?"
Ji Jinghou stayed on the spot when he heard this: "Senior Brother Yun, you ...... How do you know? ”
Yun Xiaotian said: "The two senior brothers come with me." ”
The two followed Yun Xiaotian to the beach, and Yun Xiaotian said, "Senior Brother Ji, borrow a gun." ”
Ji Jinghou patted his waist, and the spear flew out.
The spear was in his hands, his momentum changed greatly, he held the gun with one hand, and said to Ji Jinghou: "Senior Brother Ji, look at Xiaotian's marksmanship." ”
He pinched his fingers, flew up in the air, a little spear, and a white horse spirit pattern emerged behind him, the white horse took off the reins, jumped and ran, the gun body turned, swept thousands of troops, the white horse neighed and stepped forward, and then the gun body turned, stabbed, dialed, knocked three marksmanship one after another, and the white horse behind him followed his marksmanship left and right, tossing and turning, one person and one horse, such as the god of war on the battlefield.
Yun Xiaotian put away his spear and said, "Senior Brother Ji, these are the Qingqiu Luo Horse Tricks that you are practicing now, using the power of the gun to control the horse, and the highest level is 'the unity of man and horse', right?" ”
Ji Jinghou opened his mouth wide, dumbfounded, and did not come back to his senses for a while.
"Senior Brother Ji?" , Huahe reminded.
Ji Jinghou nodded hurriedly and said, "Yes, Senior Brother Yun, where did you learn it?" ”
Yun Xiaotian said: "Senior Brother Ji...... What you are missing should be the last volume, and the highest level of Qingqiu Luo Ma Jue should be 'humanizing horses', not 'integrating people and horses'. ”
After that, his body turned, the spiritual power of the gun body became brighter and brighter, the brocade clothes were flying, the green silk was flying, slowly, there was a war horse neighing in his body, Zizizi, there was thunder shining on the tip of the iron spear, he waved the spear, and his body galloped out like a white horse.
The sea rolled and exploded a passage with a bang, a hundred meters away.
Rumble~
The waves are turbulent, stirring up huge waves that are hundreds of feet high.
Whoa, whoa, whoa
After the sea water fell to the surface of the sea, a man and a shot came out of the void.
Ji Jinghou opened his mouth wide, "Thunder trick...... It's a thunderbolt. ”
His legs weakened, and he bowed to Yun Xiaotian, "Senior Brother Yun...... Please teach me the trick of thunder...... Jinghou ...... Will never forget. ”
Hua He hurriedly helped him up, "Senior Brother Ji doesn't have to be like this, since Senior Brother Yun showed it to you, he will definitely not hide his secrets." ”
Yun Xiaotian also hurriedly supported the figure that continued to kneel, "Senior Brother Ji has tormented Xiaotian." ”
It took a lot of effort for the two to calm Ji Jinghou's emotions.
The three of them sat side by side on the beach, and Ji Jinghou told them a sad past.
It turns out that the reason for the split of the gun door is also very simple, everything is caused by greed.
Hundreds of years ago, there were two high disciples in the Thunder Gate, who practiced the Thunder Jue and the Qingqiu Luo Ma Jue respectively, everything was originally in order, and there was nothing to do, but the Thunder Gate Master fell unexpectedly, and the two disciples fought for the position of the Thunder Sect Master, until they turned against each other and fell apart. There is the current Thunder Hall and the White Horse Hall, which may be the reason why the Qingqiu Luo Ma Jue is a remnant, the Thunder Hall suppressed the White Horse Hall for hundreds of years, until the Thunder Gun was broken not long ago.
Listening to his constant sighs, Yun Xiaotian could understand his feelings very well, patted him on the shoulder and said, "With you, the Thunder Gate will definitely rise again." ”
Ji Jinghou held Yun Xiaotian's shoulder, and tears flashed in his eyes, "Xiaotian...... You are the great benefactor of my gun. ”
Since then, Ji Jinghou has been staying here, Yun Xiaotian told him all the Qingqiu Luo Ma Recipes he had comprehended, and when it came to the thunder entering the sea, he still did not reserve it, and taught him all his thoughts and feelings.
Ten days later, Ji Jinghou left here and went into retreat.
Looking at the background of his departure, Yun Xiaotian muttered to himself, "Spear God senior, I have also repaid you a favor." ”
Invincible.
Zhou Pingsheng took out a piece of paper, and several senior brothers looked at it and said they had no opinion, so each peak of the Twelve Fingers Mountain in the South China Sea had names, namely:
Seven small radish peaks, Yizen Peak, Baima Peak, Jiulai Peak, Jiushou Peak, Tianlong Peak, Jinding Peak, Lushui Peak, Ziyu Peak, Zhuyin Peak, Taiping Peak, and the most remote Luoying Peak.
……
Secluded Valley
It is thousands of miles north of Xishu Mountain, an isolated valley, which has been abandoned for many years.
A hundred years ago, an old man in white clothes and white hair lived in seclusion here, every time a cultivator fell here, he would be treated with medicine, the pill from his hand was better than all the yellow doors, the reputation spread, the people who sought medicine were endless, over time, the world pushed the head of the Danding of the world, this old name was Miaoying, and was respected as the medicine saint.
It's just a pity that the old man Miaoying passed away four years ago.
Five hundred miles away from the secluded valley is the Liangzhou City, one of the best in the Central Plains.
Three days ago, there was a horrific bloodshed in Liangzhou City, an elder of the Heavenly King Sect who had died, suddenly resurrected and killed all his more than a dozen apprentices.
This incident shocked the mountains of the Central Plains, and they sent elite disciples to check it out.
……
On the mountain peaks
The sea of clouds is churning, and the bluestone is rugged and half-exposed.
Lu Ming sat side by side with the old man with the withered sword.
"Old Sword God, what else can't you put down?"
"Only my grandson is left."
"What do you think of Nanhai?"
"Oh? Brother Lu knows him Yun Xiaotian? ”
"There was a one-sided relationship."
The old man with the withered sword laughed.
"Shang Sheng is Shang Sheng, sure enough, his hands and eyes are all over the sky, and even the old man's thoughts are clearly grasped."
"I'll go to the South China Sea in a while, the old sword god can rest assured, the dry sword is about to rise."
"Okay."
The old man with the withered sword slowly got up, and looked in that direction with sharp eyes.
"Binggu, this account should be repaid."