Chapter 5 Qinglian Drunken Song

Leaving the teahouse, Zhang Bu thought about what the gang was talking about, "Sword Saint" and "Old Thief", and suddenly became interested. Anyway, he wandered around carefree, and the master only said, "Let's go down the mountain," but he didn't explain anything else. Now, you might as well go to Xijing to have a look.

Before he knew it, it was already a more regular time, and Zhang Wei saw the secular scenes along the way, and realized that he needed "silver taels" when he went out, and not every shopkeeper was as kind as the owner of the teahouse. No, it's getting late, but Zhang can only find a big tree to lean on in the wilderness.

It's October, and the night breeze is a bit bleak. Zhang Wei gathered some firewood and made a fire to rest against the tree for the night. As soon as he sat down against the root of the tree, he faintly heard a human voice not far away.

Zhang He followed the sound, only to see a clear stream not far away, a person by the stream, holding a wine gourd in his left hand, dancing a sword in his right hand, staggering and a little fluttering. The man chanted while dancing the sword: "A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone has no blind date." Raise a glass to invite Mingyue, and the shadow becomes a trio. ”

Looking closely, the man had a long beard and chest, was wearing a white brocade robe, and had a cyan scabbard hanging behind him, with a blue lotus pattern carved on the scabbard, a jade pendant with a turquoise crystal pendant on his waist, and a jade flute pinned to his belt. The wine gourd in the left hand is printed with the Tai Chi Bagua diagram, and the sword in the right hand reflects the moonlight, blending with the water and light.

"The moon does not drink, and the shadow disciples follow me. Temporarily accompanied by the moon will be shadowed, and the joy must be spring. ”

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The man was still drinking wine and dancing his sword, as if he was isolated from heaven and earth in another realm.

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"I sing and wander, and my dancing shadow is messy. When they wake up, they mingle together, and when they get drunk, they disperse. ”

Zhang Wei felt a little familiar, and unconsciously chanted.

"Eternal knot ruthless travel, phase Miao Yunhan!"

The two read in unison.

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"Boy, how could you?"

The man threw out the sword in his hand and landed in front of Zhang Wei's body at once, causing a whirlwind. And the Taiyin White Sword behind Zhang Wei also seemed to be a little sensitive.

Zhang Wei hurriedly knelt down and said, "Senior, the kid has no intention of offending. It's just that the teacher has taught some, and when I feel familiar, I can't help but chant it. ”

"Oh? Tutor? Did he ever mention me? ”

The man raised the gourd, took another sip unhurriedly, and with a slight touch of the index finger of his right hand, the sword returned to the scabbard behind his back.

"The tutor only said that there was an old friend, but I don't know if it was a senior. Dare to ask the seniors? ”

Zhang Wei still knelt on the ground, bowing his head and replying.

"I am the sword saint Pei Rufeng, and I am known as the Heavenly Sword."

The man was still drinking, and suddenly looked up at the bright moon in the night sky, and couldn't help but sigh.

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Zhang Wei thought of the words of the two groups of people in the teahouse at the foot of the mountain, and saw the scene in front of him, so he wanted to ask the reason.

"Dare to ask the seniors, but the descendants of the sword saint Pei Min, and the Qinglian swordsman Li Taibai or the senior brother?"

"Hahaha...... Silly boy, why do I look like an old man in my two hundreds? ”

Pei Rufeng laughed and asked rhetorically.

"However, since you are his apprentice, it doesn't hurt for me to tell you."

"Sword Saint Pei Min is my father, and that Qinglian swordsman Li Taibai is indeed my senior brother."

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Pei Rufeng sighed as he spoke.

"Is that senior really more than two hundred years old?"

Zhang asked curiously.

Pei Rufeng shook his head and nodded, then took another sip, and asked with a smile: "What, do you think your master is very young?" ”

"Senior, don't joke about the kid."

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"Boy, I'm in a good mood today, so I'll tell you a story."

"More than two hundred years ago, there was a child born with the fragrance of green lotus, and there was sword intent in the fragrance. My father, Pei Min, knew that he was a once-in-a-lifetime swordsmanship wizard, so he taught him what he had learned all his life. It's a pity, it's a pity, he has been a person surnamed Li from beginning to end, and he is destined to have an inextricable fate with Li Tang. ”

"Zhao Keman, Hu Ying, Wu Hook Shuang Xueming. The silver saddle shines on the white horse, like a shooting star. Kill one person in ten steps, and don't stay for a thousand miles. Brushing off the clothes and going away, hiding deep with the name. ”

"Idle over the letter tomb drink, take off the sword and kneel forward. will scorch Zhu Hai and persuade Hou Huan. Three cups of Turannuo, Wuyue is light. After the eyes are dazzled and the ears are hot, the spirit is born. ”

"Save Zhao waving the golden gavel, Handan was shocked first. Two strong men in Qianqiu, Xuanhe Daliang City. The bones of the arson are fragrant, and he is not ashamed of the world. Who can write Your Excellency, the white head is too mystical. ”

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"It's a pity, it's a pity, my senior brother remembered his surname Li until he died, thinking that he was a descendant of the royal family, and he thought that he could turn the tide and even change his life against the sky with his own strength."

"Datang has finally fallen, and my senior brother is also drunk and feathered on a moonlit night, leaving only this gourd and this 'breeze'. It was just like this moment. ”

At this moment, the moonlight is bright, and the moonlight shines on the stream, even if it is a prosperous age, it is not worth a glass of turbid wine. It turns out that this sword is called "Qingfeng", the breeze and the moon are really quite poetic. The world only knows that the Qinglian swordsman Li Taibai is uninhibited and unparalleled in swordsmanship, but who really understands his heart of worrying about the country and serving the country?

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"After my brother was feathered, my father was very sad and passed away soon after. Before he died, he handed over "Qinglian Drunken Song" to me and asked me to find a different path from my senior brother. Things are people, I didn't expect that I would escape from the world in the mountains, and devote myself to studying "Qinglian Drunken Song", and as soon as I got out of the mountain, I found that it had passed the chaotic times in a hurry and changed the dynasty. ”

Zhang Wei thought of the words of the two groups of people in the teahouse at the foot of the mountain, and didn't know where to start. The old friend that the master said seemed to be the old man in front of him, but the name and true face of the master are still unknown.

"Get up, silly boy!"

Zhang Wei always knelt on the ground until Pei Rufeng said this.

"Since your master said that I am an old friend, you and I are fated to meet today. Over the years, I have seen through the vagaries of the world, and I have come to follow the destiny of heaven. It's kind of fun to meet a silly boy like you today. ”

Pei Rufeng took off the Qingfeng Sword behind him, and from a close distance, this sword was really ingenious, the green lotus on the scabbard was lifelike, and there seemed to be a blooming phantom. It's just that under this moonlight, it looks a little cold.

"Silly boy, what you chanted with me before was the first part of "Qinglian Drunken Song", your master should call it 'Drunken Sword Technique', right?"

Zhang Wei thought about it carefully, it turned out that among the six sword techniques taught by the master, the drunken sword technique and the first part of Qinglian's drunken song were exactly the same. Could it be that the drunken sword trick is actually Qinglian's drunken song?

Pei Rufeng saw Zhang's different thoughts, and just said with a smile: "Silly boy, you only know one but don't know the other." When I met your master back then, I only understood a few of them, and now I will teach you all the rest! ”

"Senior, such a martial arts mastery, the kid doesn't dare." Zhang Wei kowtowed again and again.

"Silly boy, my master's drunken sword trick was all taught by me, and now I will teach you the latter part, and your master will not have an opinion. Besides, your master has handed over the Taiyin Sword to you, what else is there to worry about? ”

After that, Pei Rufeng jumped out of thin air and flew high into the sky, and a full moon in the canopy became the background. I saw that Pei Rufeng swooped down, and his palms drew a green lotus in the air, forming a purple sword qi enchantment, and the white light shone towards Zhang Wei with lightning and thunder.

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In an instant, Zhang Wei only felt that countless true qi was filling and swimming in his body, and his consciousness became a little blurred.

"What's your name, silly boy?"

"It's different, it's different."

"Hahaha, different, good name!"

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"Silly boy, this breeze, keep it for me!"

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I saw Pei Rufeng turning into countless flying butterflies in the light, scattered and scattered. There were some echoes in the air, which were roughly as follows: "You don't see, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, rushes to the sea and does not return; You don't see it, Gao Tang Mingjing is sad and white-haired, and the morning is like green silk turning into snow at dusk. ”

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"Father...... Brother...... Destiny ......"

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With the surging of true qi, Zhang Wei had already fallen asleep. At the end of the night, Zhang He felt that his body seemed to be much stronger, and he reached out to help the towering giant tree beside him, but the big tree fell down in response, and where his palm touched, it was a crack formed by a sharp sword qi. There was a sword and a wine gourd in front of him, and the stream from last night was gone.

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That sword saint Pei Rufeng, it seems that he recited "Cherish the Empty Bottle" last night, and the master seems to have recited it before? Zhang Wei recalled carefully. Forget it, why do these people like to be mysterious, and what is the destiny of heaven, it's really a headache.

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There were a few rooster crows in the distance, and Zhang Wei tied the breeze behind him, just like the master's two swords crossed at that time. As for the wine gourd, it was tied around his waist.

So, Zhang Wei continued to move towards Xijing, full of doubts and anticipation for the new world. But he didn't know two things – first, his body was undergoing a huge change; Second, danger is approaching......