Thirteen Years of !!

Next to the big bluestone, the two teenagers asked a little puzzled: "Dad, what is the thirteen-year tribulation?" ”

The man looked at the back of the white-clothed swordsman climbing the mountain, and said softly: "According to ancient legends, this river and lake will be in chaos every thirteen years, and it will be a catastrophe. ”

It is also strange to say that everyone under the mountain was shocked by the white-clothed swordsman, and they were very frightened, but only the father and son did not seem to be affected in the slightest.

The two teenagers were also quite dazed, and Guy and his peers of the same age had already turned pale with fright from that loud roar, but they didn't notice anything unusual.

"Alas, this person is going to break into the gate of Wudang Mountain, let's go and take a look."

Listening to the bell ringing on the mountain, some people were moved and rushed to the top of the mountain.

The two teenagers hurriedly proposed, "Dad, let's go too." ”

The man didn't want to join in the fun, but he couldn't stand the two teenagers pulling left and right, so he had to follow everyone up to Wudang Mountain.

And the white-clothed swordsman stood in the corpse, looking at the disciples of the Wudang Sect who were like a great enemy, and said softly: "Today I am only looking for Qingsong, if anyone wants to die, they can come forward." ”

Daoist Qingsong's face suddenly turned blue and white, and he smiled angrily, "Since you have no grievances and no hatred, why did you break into my mountain gate and kill my disciples?" ”

"Dao Chief, be careful, I'm afraid this person is not from the Central Plains." Someone couldn't help but remind.

Zen Master Baiyun sighed: "The donor is so ruthless, since he fights with martial arts, he can stop at the point, why bother to recruit people to death, and leave no living mouth." ”

The white-clothed swordsman said: "You and I have no grievances. ”

"What a terrible swordsmanship!"

Qingsong Dao Chang was speechless for a while, after all, for so many years, there has been a world alliance dominating the Central Plains, and there has long been no bloodshed, let alone such a scene.

"Where did the madman come from, he dared to come to the Central Plains to be presumptuous." With a shout, he saw a bearded man turn over and jump out, holding a mouthful of black gold ring-headed big knife, "Peng Hu, the owner of Pengjiazhuang at home, please give me advice." ”

A child-faced crane-haired, immortal wind and bone old Taoist came out of the crowd, and said angrily: "Poor Dao Qingsong, dare to ask if there is anything that offends Your Excellency?" ”

The white-clothed swordsman said in a stiff tone and indifferently: "Since you are one of the most prestigious masters in the martial arts today, aren't you ready to meet the enemy?" Don't have the consciousness to take on the challenge? ”

These two little monks are also interesting, one has a bitter gourd face, and the other has a sad and sympathetic appearance.

When a group of people went up the mountain one after another, they saw several corpses lying on the empty field in front of the gate of Wudang Mountain.

"Ah, it's the Shaolin monk Baiyun Zen Master."

The exclamations were everywhere, and the momentum of the climb was even faster.

The white-clothed swordsman said in a deep voice: "If you don't take life and death as the boundary, how can you conclude that you have done your best." ”

In the middle of the scene, I suddenly heard a Buddha horn, and saw a white-eyed monk wearing a robe walk out.

As soon as the old monk appeared, there was another commotion in the crowd.

Qingsong Dao Chang glanced at the almost weird sword weapon behind the other party, and the light in his eyes flickered, "Fusang swordsman? ”

Let's say that everywhere along the way, none of the disciples of the Wudang faction guarding the mountain survived, and the sword was not unsheathed, and it had been sealed by a sword.

"Amitabha!"

But seeing that this monk has a round body, a slightly short body, and a kind face, he looks like a Maitreya Buddha walking down from the Buddha platform, and there are two small novices whose heads have been shaved to the point of blue standing behind him.

The person in charge of the Five Tigers Broken Door Knife.

It's just that this person can stand on his feet, and he sees a flash of blue sword light in front of him.

Then, in a dead silence, a bloody mouth extending straight from the Tiantu acupoint to the navel suddenly burst out of the chest of the head of the Peng family, and the red blood mist erupted, and the treasure knife in his hand was broken at the waist, and he was killed on the spot.

After a while, everyone on the field was terrified and retreated.

Daoist Qingsong's face also changed, and then he said without looking back: "Shi Yan, Mu Fei, from now on, you two will be my closed disciples and heirs to the position of the head of the sect." ”

The two teenagers who were led up the mountain were behind Qing Song at this time, and they couldn't help but be stunned when they heard the words, but they quickly reacted, and these words clearly had the meaning of explaining the aftermath, and immediately "pounced" and knelt down, each kowtowed three times in a row, and said in unison with tears in his eyes: "The disciple has seen the master!" ”

Qing Song picked up his pine pattern ancient sword and walked down the steps.

"Your Excellency shouldn't just challenge me on this trip, right?"

"Challenge?" A strange smile appeared on the corner of the white-clothed swordsman's mouth, "You can barely sharpen your sword for me." And it's not just you, I am bound to come to the door for a while with several masters of the Central Plains martial arts, and there is only one person I really want to challenge...... Li Dui. ”

As soon as these words came out, it was like thunder on the ground.

The elders of the Wudang Sect looked at each other in shock, and the expressions of those martial arts seniors who were invited to come also changed greatly, becoming more dignified than ever.

"Dad, who is Li Dui?"

Behind the crowd, the two teenagers kept tiptoeing around, and when they heard the name again, they felt an indescribable familiarity.

The man stood with his hands in his hands and said lightly: "I haven't heard of it." ”

At this time, a girl in a cuiyi suddenly smiled angrily in the crowd: "You haven't even heard of Li Ducicada, it's really lonely and unheard." That is the invincible martial arts myth in the world, the first person in the past and present, respected by the rivers and lakes, black and white......"

After saying more than a dozen names in one breath, the girl looked at the father and son curiously.

"It's strange, seeing that you don't look like you're deeply involved in the world, how could you come to Wudang to apprentice?"

Seeing that the two teenagers were at a loss, the girl replied and said: "There are a lot of rules for these so-called famous families, if you want to be favored by them, you must not only have outstanding qualifications, but also be innocent, and the most important thing is that you need to be recommended by the famous family, otherwise you will break through the mountain gate, and you will never look at you more." ”

Hearing this, the two brothers immediately cried and mourned.

The girl looked amused and said, "My name is Xie Xiaoyu, what's your name?" ”

The two teenagers were one on the left and one on the right, and the one on the left said depressedly: "My name is Shangguan Thirteen." ”

The one on the right answered, "My name is Li Xiyi." ”

When the girl who claimed to be Xie Xiaoyu heard these two names, the smile on her face couldn't help but restrain a little, and then she frowned slightly, and looked at the unkempt man without moving.

The big man didn't realize it, standing with his hands in his hands, his hair was messy, and the old god was like an idle man on the street, and he was looking in from time to time, how ordinary he looked.

Seeing this, the girl hesitated for a moment, and then asked the two brothers, "You seem to be brothers, why do you have different surnames?" ”

Shangguan 13 smiled bitterly: "My mother said that my father was from the wealthy, and he was pitiful, so I asked the two of us brothers to take their mother's surname and one to their father's surname." ”

The more Xie Xiaoyu listened, the more confused he became, while secretly looking at the big man, his eyebrows were furrowed, and his eyes changed again and again.

Xu noticed the girl's eyes, and the big man immediately gritted his teeth and smiled, "Huh...... Hehe......"

Xie Xiaoyu asked tentatively again: "Dare to ask this uncle's name?" ”

The man said happily: "It's not a big name, it's just a rural idler, and everyone in the town calls me Li Da." ”

Looking at the father and son in front of him, Xie Xiaoyu couldn't help but whisper to himself, "Is there really such a coincidence in the world?" ”

She seemed to have encountered something extremely troublesome, and she didn't even care about the fight in the field, she kept talking to herself, and she had already turned around, but she didn't seem to have said anything after hesitation.

But at this moment, above the empty field, a loud cry was heard, "Master! ”

(End of chapter)