At the foot of the tranquil Kowloon Mountain, a small village is hidden in the verdant woods. The courtyard is clean and elegant, and the front yard is a large open space, with some flowers and trees planted on both sides; In the center is the hall, flanked by seven or eight rooms; The backyard is a five-zhang square martial arts training ground.

In the martial arts training field, there was a very handsome boy practicing martial arts at this time, and I saw that he made quick and tricky moves, and his body was flexible and jumpy. There are three women watching next to her, the three are all vulgar women, and the one in the middle, twenty-eight years old, wearing white clothes fluttering slightly in the wind, her face is beautiful, she is Jiulong Mountain, Xuannu Guan, known as the "Nine Dragons Heavenly Maiden" Jiang Xi Jiang Xiyuan, a martial arts has been perfected. The boy who practiced the exercises was her only apprentice, named Shangguan Yulong, the son of Shangguan Dao, the city lord of the Nine Star Dragon City. Within a few months, he was already a weak-crowned teenager. The two little girls are Yahuan, one is called Qingsi and the other is called Luzhu, both of whom are very delicate and lovely.

At that time, his body was getting faster and faster, and suddenly he limped, screamed "ouch", and fell to the ground, as if he had sprained his foot. Jiang Xiyuan hurriedly swept over, supported him, and asked with concern, "What's wrong?" Where did you sprain? "It hurts here." Shangguan Yulong held his calf with both hands, and his face showed pain.

As soon as Shangguan Yulong's body hit the ground, his soul also woke up, and he felt that there was no pain in his body, thinking that the master cherished himself, and when he made a move, he used his skill, as if he fell lightly. simply couldn't afford to rely on the ground, his face was full of grievances, and he screamed mournfully: "Ouch! Ouch! I was so painful, why did Master beat me? ”

Jiang Xiyuan stretched out his hand to comb the hair on his forehead, and said with shyness: "Who told you to do something to the master?" Then his face turned pale: "Next time I dare to be rude, I will start harder." ”。

"No matter how hard Master beats me, I like it too." Shangguan Yulong said with a hippie smile.

Jiang Xiyuan couldn't take him, glared at him, and ordered: "Qingsi Luzhu, supervise Shangguan to practice the dragon, don't be lazy for him." With that, he brushed his sleeves and left.

Jiang Xiyuan unleashed his light work, his figure was light and ethereal, like a breeze sweeping across the trees on both sides, the breeze was blowing, and he felt that his cheeks were slightly hot. Qing Si's voice faintly floated in the wind: "Okay, okay, young master, stop thinking nonsense, Miss is no better than our maid, don't beat her anymore, beware of annoying her and driving you out of the wall, then you will be miserable." She was even more distraught, but her movements were faster, and before she knew it, she ran to a mountain stream and a stream.

She crouched down to wash her face, and the clear water flowed by, reflecting a peerless face. The cool stream splashed on her face, and her mood slowly calmed down.

"Shangguan has grown up, I can't treat him like a child anymore." Jiang Xiyuan paced along the stream, thinking about it, "The little ghost is becoming more and more presumptuous, he is always unruly and unruly, and even the master dares to be frivolous!" Alas! Shangguan Yulong has always been very well-behaved and pure, how could he have such a thought" She was full of doubts and decided to ask Qingsi Luzhu and the two little girls tonight.

She walked to the top of the mountain and flew away to the Xuannuguan. Stepping through dozens of steps, on the flat ground in front of the Xuannu Temple, the mountains and flowers are all over the field, and the fragrance is fragrant.

In the Xuannu Temple, some of the more than a dozen female disciples are practicing swords, and some are cleaning the courtyard. As soon as she saw Jiang Xiyuan, the female disciples bowed one after another, these female disciples were all her senior brothers and female apprentices, Jiang Xiyuan was still young, so he did not publicly give apprentices.

Jiang Xiyuan nodded, and after instructing the female disciples on a few swordsmanship moves, he stepped into the room and meditated cross-legged. She practiced the authentic internal skills of Xuanmen, and when she meditated, she paid attention to abandoning distracting thoughts, and her heart was like stopping water, but at this time, her heart was surging, and all kinds of thoughts came one after another, and one scene after another flashed in her heart. She sighed, got up and went back to watch, Shangguan Yulong made her worry too much, this matter was not decided for a day, and it was difficult to calm down and practice.

In the courtyard of the rear view, the mountain wind beats the dense bamboo forest, making a "bang-la-la-la" sound, the air is full of the fragrance of flowers and the fresh breath of plants and trees, Jiang Xiyuan took a deep breath, the turbidity between his chest was dissipated, and his heart was relaxed.

There are too many rugged roads under Jiulong Mountain, Yu Xizi thinks that he has a good sense of direction, and he wants to take a rugged path, and the two walk all the way, but when Yu Xizi looks back, Wu Changkong is gone.

That night, Jiang Xiyuan saw the bright moon in the sky, the sky was full of stars, and he came to the small pavilion in the middle of the mountain for visitors to rest, the Mid-Autumn Festival wind gusted at night, the coolness hit the body, and there was no one around.

Jiang Xiyuan used his internal force, slightly opened his lips, twisted his voice into a line, and sent it to the small village courtyard five miles away.

She uses the superior internal power of "transmitting sound into the secret", when the skill is high, it can be transmitted, she can transmit five miles away, and the skill is so high that it has reached the point of shocking the world.

A petite and delicate figure floated in the night wind, and came to the pavilion in a moment, dressed in light green clothes, it was Qingsi.

"What do you command?" Qing Si said respectfully, she saw that the young lady frowned slightly, and looked preoccupied.

"Qing Si, I have something urgent to ask you, you have to answer honestly, and you are not allowed to hide anything." Jiang Xiyuan sat down on the long and smooth stone bench and patted the seat next to him: "You can sit down too." ”

"Yes, miss." Qing Si sat down a little hesitantly. Tonight's young lady has a solemn expression, which is very different from the past.

Jiang Xiyuan was silent for a while, and asked softly, "What about Shangguan Yulong?" He didn't notice you coming, did he? ”