Chapter 147: The moonlight on the grassland is gone

The night is dark and the wind is cold.

On this peak, three hundred and thirty-three zhang in the middle of the mountainside. Xiao Qingchen and the little Taoist priest Xu Leakian, and Shen Lu sat in the middle of the mountainside, planning to stay here and wait for dawn to go to the top of Shu Mountain.

Even though it is early summer, but on this high mountain, the temperature is relatively cold, but this severe cold is nothing to Xu Leaky Sky and Shen Green, and the true qi protects the body, and he does not feel cold, but for Xiao Qingchen, who can't use his true qi, he still needs to make a fire to keep warm.

It's just that Shushan is preparing some firewood and cotton wool in this platform, but the provincial Shenlu wants to find firewood. Xiao Qingchen looked at Shen Lu making a fire, and smiled at the little Taoist Xu Leakian: "I didn't expect that you still have some humanity when you arrive in Shushan." ”

The little Taoist Xu Leakian was still a little weak in his heart, thinking that he had just climbed the wall to Shu Mountain and skated his feet, if it wasn't for Xiao Qingchen's strong luck, he and Shen Lu would have been shattered a long time ago. The little Taoist priest took a breath, suppressed his weak heart, and said, "Are you talking about this firewood or cotton wool or the wall of Shu Mountain?" ”

Xiao Qingchen laughed and said, "I only said that you are firewood, but you want to pull to the wall of Shu Mountain, it seems that you have a great opinion on the wall of Shu Mountain!" The little Taoist priest sat up straight, looked at the burning flames and said, "Do you know why very few people in our Shu Mountain go down the mountain, and very few people can go up the mountain?" ”

Shen Lu, who was originally silent, said, "This is because you, the wall of Shu Mountain, a person who has not achieved kung fu in Shu Mountain, want to go down the mountain, but I am afraid that I will die." People under the mountain, let's not talk about whether you know where the entrance is, even if you know, you don't know the danger of this Shu mountain wall. ”

The little Taoist priest nodded and said, "Yes, this is a point." Xiao Qingchen threw firewood into the bonfire and said, "Didn't you say, outside the mountains, water in the water?" ”

The little Taoist priest pursed his lips and smiled, "Even I haven't understood these words, so I know this way down the mountain." Xiao Qingchen smiled and said, "It seems that you, the Taoist priest who went down the mountain, are only half a bucket of water, and you can't even understand the mystery of the entrance of your own sect." ”

The little Taoist priest said indifferently, "Anyway, I'm not an outstanding person in this sect, and few people have guessed this mystery, so I don't bother to think about it." ”

Xiao Qingchen scolded with a smile: "It's not promising." The little Taoist priest agreed without being angry. Shen Lu handed the steamed buns that had been roasted on the fire a few times to Xiao Qingchen and the little Taoist. The little Taoist priest took the steamed bun and took a bite of it.

Xiao Qingchen put the steamed bun meat in his mouth with both hands, Shen Lu saw Xiao Qingchen's appearance, and he also knew that Xiao Qingchen had no appetite, and even his soul was not willing to give up, but he didn't say much.

The little Taoist priest naturally saw Xiao Qingchen's appearance, smiled, and didn't say anything. After waiting for the little Taoist priest to finish eating, Xiao Qingchen had eaten less than half of the steamed buns in his hand, Xiao Qingchen took the water bladder handed over by the little Taoist priest, took a sip and said, "After eating, let's go to bed early." ”

The night is bleak, but the wind is colder, and this endless people are tall and weedy, and the grass moves with the wind. Liuyu Mowu and others have not yet walked out of this reckless grassland. Everyone also followed the previous way, first swinging out a sword, directly clearing the three zhang radius around them.

Liuyu Mo Wu did not fall asleep, but held a purple sword, standing on top of the vast weeds, the sword qi in his hand was unwavering, and there was no trace of agitation, even the true qi in Liuyu Mo Wu's body was also condensed by Liuyu Mo Dance and Dantian.

At this moment, the ink dance was like a dead man, silent.

Suddenly, a strong wind was even stronger, and the strong wind pressed the grass low, but the weeds were no different in the three feet around the artesian ink dance. In the weeds, a person walked slowly and had nothing in his hand, although it was a slow step, but it seemed to be ten zhang in one step, after a few breaths, the man was only three zhang away from the ink dance, and the distance between three zhang was a moment.

But the man stopped at three feet, and when the wind stopped, the weeds rose again, and the man was drowned in it.

Liuyu Mo Wu did not open his eyes, the purple sword in his hand did not change, and the true qi in his body did not fluctuate at all. The man also remained silent as he danced, neither of them made any movements, nor did they say anything, not even murderous aura.

"You're his disciple?" The man finally spoke, and as he spoke, he opened his eyes, but his eyes were still lowered.

"If you don't speak, I'll admit it." The man saw that Liuyu Mo Wu didn't speak, and said directly, "Then let your master come out to see me." ”

The purple sword in Liuyu Mo Wu's hand turned, and the man smiled and said, "Since that's the case, then I'll take a look at what tricks her apprentice has." ”

There was a sneer on Liuyu Mo Wu's face, and the man also sneered, his body was slightly sideways, and a cold light burst out from his eyes. The man had no sword or sword in his hand, but his hands were drawn, and a sword qi and a knife qi came with a murderous aura.

The purple sword in Liuyu Mo Wu's hand turned in the air, and as soon as his footsteps stepped on the ground, a sword aura rushed out, like a beast out of the cage. "Bang" in pairs, intersecting in the air, splashing dust and residual grass.

The man said lightly, "It seems that I still have a little ability, I don't want to talk to you more, I'll see if you can catch my trick, catch you talking, can't catch it, you die, your master speaks." ”

Liuyu Mo Wu's eyes were still lowered, the man's eyes flashed with cold light, his body moved, and turned into an afterimage of the Dao, which made his eyes visible everywhere there were human figures.

The man handed over a sword light knife net with both hands, and it was this sword light knife net that made this piece of sky change color, the wind rose, and the moonlight was also covered by dark clouds.

"Kill! Sword Light Knife Net! The man shouted, and the sword light sword net shot directly at Liuyu Mo Wu. At this moment, Liuyu Mo Wu opened his eyes, and the purple sword in his hand drew an arc. There was no sword qi in this arc, nor did it flow true qi, nor did it have a trace of murderous aura.

However, after half a breath, suddenly the sword qi between heaven and earth was exhausted, and the sky was full of sword qi, and the sword qi collided with each other. The sword qi collided and rushed directly towards the man.

Liuyu Mo Wu said lightly: "The sword qi is rolling, and the moonlight is dissipating. This is not the move before the Flowing Ink Dance, the sword qi is rolling in the yellow sand, but a move of sword qi rolling and the moonlight is scattered.

Seeing the intersection of the two tricks, the clouds began to gather above the head of the flowing ink dance, and the moonlight was revealed. No, it's not moonlight, it's sword light! “

"Bang" Liuyu Ink Dance's trick intersected with the man's sword light and sword net, but the sword qi in the sky shot straight down and shrouded the man.

The man frowned, his hands were staggered, and the true qi turned, and he slapped out directly with both hands, wanting to shake away the sword qi that fell from the sky. The purple sword in Liuyu Mowu's hand moved, and said, "Condensation!" The sword qi in the sky condensed into a sword qi.

The man's face changed, and he made another move of the sword light knife net, and then his body jumped and left the place.

Seeing the man retreat, Liuyu Mo Wu collected the purple sword. The man fell to the ground, and his face was not visible in the darkness.

"Unexpectedly, he was right! Jiang Qiansong, you are a good apprentice! “