Chapter Twenty-Nine: Heroes in Martial Arts

The rain and fog covering the road to Los Pebble Beach could not stop the rolling wheels!

Luoshitan, in the past, was not a famous small fishing village, the people in the village because they lived by the river, and made a living from fishing, so they took a name with "beach", and now, in addition to a dark ancient road that can not see the end, there are no fishing villagers, and no longer can find a nostalgic scenery!

Xu had just had a light rain, and the blue brick alley was faintly chilly......

When the carriage arrived at the Chuncheng Mountain Inn, it was already dimly lit, and the rain had already stopped. Qin Mi hurriedly jumped off the horse, rolled up his sleeves and wiped the rain on his forehead, while Lu Xiang helped his wife and Xue'er get out of the carriage, and the four of them walked into the inn......

"These three glasses of wine, one to respect heaven and earth, one to respect the martyrs, and one to forget the past!" Lu Xiang picked up the wine glass and slowly poured the full three glasses of wine into the ground.

"Senior Lu, this fourth cup of wine, I salute you and Mrs. Lu, may the year be happy and worry-free!"

"Okay, Brother Qin, please!"

Eight points of spirit, two points of moonlight!

The wine entered his heart, hearty, Lu Xiang said: "Tomorrow's Chuncheng Mountain martial arts competition, I don't know what Brother Qin thinks?"

Qin Mi put down his wine glass and pondered for a moment: "Qin guesses that this event has something else to do, I'm afraid it will cause a lot of turmoil in the rivers and lakes!" ”

Lu Xiang nodded silently......

The wind and rain are shaking, the world is mighty! Looking from afar, the Chuncheng Mountain is already full of flags, and the spiritual light gathers, like a dragon ascending to heaven! Ten miles away, on the hall made of 100 pieces of bronze, the martial arts sect is full of living beings, and colorful flags are arranged in order from north to south, with the words written on them:

The sound of the flute is nowhere to be found, and the shadow of the sword is like snow falling colorfully-Roselle Gang!

Quiet as a virgin, moving like the wind, if the heart stops the water, the rivers and lakes - Longmen Hall!

The fists and feet are innocent and punish the evil, and the swords and sticks are affectionate to all sentient beings - Shaolin faction!

The sword points to the heaven and the earth, and the strokes Tai Chi blooms the cold star - the star faction!

The dragon chanted in Kunlun for nine days, and the silver moon meteor was full of Kunlun - Kunlun faction!

A hundred steps away, a white-haired elder over sixty years old sat firmly on the top of the hall, dressed in white like flowers and snow, floating like a cloud, the elder's name was Xuan Heng, and he was the head of the Heavenly Star Sect. There is one person sitting on each side of the elders, a round-headed green-robed Taoist priest on the left, this person is Hewanshan, and an ancient Buddhist Zen master on the right, who is the master of Shaolin Temple!

But seeing the elder snatching his beard and saying loudly: "Heroes from all walks of life, ten years of cold swords have no care, and the world knows how to become famous in one battle!" Thanks to all of you for going to the Chuncheng Mountain Martial Arts Festival, this ten-year meeting of the covenant, there are three unique things agreed: first, the competition on the sword, the highest martial arts can become the supreme martial arts and command the world! Second, seek the Thoughtless Sword to inherit the century-old Mindless Swordsmanship! Third, eradicate the scum of martial arts and promote the righteousness of the rivers and lakes!"

"Okay, that's a good point, dare to ask Elder Xuanheng, ten years have passed, I don't know what heroes and heroes have emerged in the martial arts? It's better to show a few tricks one by one, and those who can enter my Bi someone's magic eye will compete again, so as not to miss the time! ”

Elder Xuan Heng looked towards the crowd and saw that the man was tilting his head, holding a large jasper scimitar in his arms, and his expression of disdain was difficult to hide.

"This hero is armed with a big sword, and he speaks so upright, he must be the Bizhong Jue Bi hero in the clouds?"

"Hehe, Elder Xuanheng still remembers someone who is Bi in the clouds, it's really a blessing for three lives!" Bi Zhongjue clenched his fists and smiled.

"Bi Daxia, don't make trouble for no reason...... "The green-robed Taoist priest suddenly said angrily!

"Oh? This Taoist priest, I know you, the head of the crane Wanshan Crane, I was about to ask you, what did you do that year without saying goodbye, but today you are sitting high with the appearance of a righteous gentleman, and you don't feel blushing? ”

"You...... The surname Bi has no basis for empty words, and no nonsense! He Wanshan's face turned purple.

"Haha, how could I be? You are naturally weak and afraid, and it is difficult to admit it, so I will save some face for you today! Bi Zhongjue smiled proudly!