Lu Weisheng shook his head, his hair had already turned gray, he sat cross-legged on the ground, he just sat there quietly and said: "You are still young, it is best to practice for a few more years and go down the mountain, you can only cultivate to a small extent, this exercise is simple and easy to understand, your cultivation is already very fast, and if you have another three or four years, practice martial arts well, and be a teacher." ”

Nan Huaijin took his hand and said coquettishly to him: "Master, it's okay, if you really want to encounter some danger, as long as you report your name and say that I am from Ling Tianmen, how can anyone in the rivers and lakes provoke me." ”

"You, you were young when you went up the mountain, and you haven't seen the dangers on the rivers and lakes, you are not by the teacher's side, in case something happens......" Lu Weisheng said, Nan Huaijin really looked at him, the master is old, the appearance of ten years ago, now it seems that even the heroic spirit of ten years ago is gone.

Lu Weisheng looked at her face and said, "Ten years ago, she was just a little girl who followed the master's buttocks, but now ten years have passed, and she is taller than the teacher." ”

Saying that, Kankan straightened up and touched her face, as if he remembered something, and said: "It wasn't as thin as it was in the past, isn't it less meat, look at your face, it's not as good as it used to be." ”

When Nan Huaijin heard this, she remembered that the master watched her practice inch by inch, and once she practiced the cloud climbing technique, she was about to fall down if she held her breath and was unstable, and Senior Brother Mo, who accompanied her to practice, also panicked, but the next moment she fell into the master's arms, it turned out that the master was not at ease, and watched from a distance.

The master took care of himself for ten years, and accepted his love for ten years, and now he said that he wanted to go down the mountain, leaving the master on the mountain, Nan Huaijin lowered his head guiltily, and he only wanted to go down the mountain to see the scenery under the mountain, it was really a bad disciple, thinking about it, he couldn't help but lower his head.

Lu Weisheng looked at her for a long time, shook his body, stood up and took out a letter, and said: "This is a letter sent by your eighth senior brother who is an official in the Imperial City Division in Bianjing City, saying that the Imperial City Division is investigating a suspicious case in the rivers and lakes recently, and asking for help from the teacher, originally said that the disciple in the door has the highest martial arts, and your senior brother is the best candidate, but now he has gone down the mountain, and there are only you Senior Brother Mo and Senior Sister Lu on the mountain, their martial arts are not as good as yours, since you want to go down the mountain, then let you go down the mountain to experience the experience." ”

Nan Huaijin looked up, and Master smiled and touched his beard and looked at her.

"Master, really?" asked Nan Huaijin suspiciously.

Lu Weisheng nodded and said: "Since the teacher asked you to go down the mountain, you can go down the mountain early tomorrow morning and go to Bianjing to see the world. ”

Nan Huaijin was happy in her heart, and bowed respectfully to Lu Weisheng: "The disciple obeys the order and goes down the mountain early tomorrow morning." ”

Lu Weisheng watched her slowly move away, his eyes froze, and he sighed slowly: "Huai'er, she really wants to leave me and go down the mountain." ”

A figure came from a distance, standing next to Lu Weisheng, it was Chen Cheng, opened his mouth and said to him, "Senior brother is really relieved to ask Huai'er to go down the mountain?"

"She has followed me since she was a child, even if she has a cold illness, I am anxious, she goes down the mountain alone, how can I rest assured?"

Chen Cheng thought for a while and said, "Master and nephew Mo are still on the mountain, so why don't you ask him to accompany you?"

"No!"

"Yu'er has something in her heart for Huai'er. ”

Chen Cheng frowned, looked at his senior brother and turned his head to look at him and said: "You haven't seen it, Yu'er saw Huai'er, obviously she already had feelings in her heart, but Huai'er didn't know it, the two of them belonged to my disciples, so I can't let these two go astray." ”

"Is this serious?" Chen Cheng was surprised.

Lu Weisheng nodded, waved his long sleeves, slowly sat down on the ground and said, "I have tried, Yu'er himself still doesn't know it, and he has fallen into it." ”

On the second day, Nan Huaijin packed up the clothes to be worn on the road early, went out with his sword, and since he had received the master's order, he stopped in front of the master's door, bowed respectfully, and went down the mountain.

Qingyun Mountain up and down, mountains on top of each other, Qingyun Mountain is just the highest one in the mountains, the mountains above have houses built for outer disciples, twenty or thirty-year-old young people are the majority, forty or fifty-year-old old people also have, there are many seventy or eighty seniors in it, they come up from the rivers and lakes, to this Qingyun Mountain to be an outer disciple to practice martial arts.

This Qingyun Mountain has been established for nearly a thousand years, and every master of the sect has the ability to shake a lifetime, and the martial arts are superb, even those disciples of theirs are also very powerful, so they call themselves Qingyun Zhizhi and close their doors, and they have never been involved in trivial matters in the rivers and lakes, and the change of the country has nothing to do with them.

But in recent years, after several generations of troubled times, the world is chaotic, the rivers and lakes are also surging, many bandits occupy the mountain as the king, when the world Qingyun Mountain Lord Lu Weisheng's eight disciples He Xiao went down the mountain privately, went to Bianliang City, and took charge of the imperial city division.

Nan Huai Jin went down the mountain, just to go to Bianjing to find her eighth senior brother who had never seen before, legend has it that the martial arts of the eighth senior brother ranked in the top three among the master's disciples, the senior brother Ji Xiang is the master's first apprentice, and the martial arts are the most powerful among all the disciples, and the second senior brother Ning Luochuan sword is the fastest swordsmanship in the entire Qingyun Mountain.

The mountain was warm, and a few guarded outer disciples were talking and laughing under the shade of the tree on the side of the steps, and when they saw Nan Huaijin coming down the mountain, they stepped forward to salute and said, "Senior Sister Nan, who are you?"

Nan Huaijin has been on Qingyun Mountain for ten years, practicing hard, and likes to go to the library to see some outer martial arts, many outer disciples on Qingyun Mountain can be regarded as knowing her, and learned that she is the closed disciple of Lu Weisheng, the master of Ling Tianmen, and many outer disciples often worship her.

"Well, it's going down the mountain. Nan Huaijin nodded, and then was about to leave, but the man then stopped him.

The man stopped her and said, "Senior Sister Nan, Shakyamuni said that he has something to give to you, and you should go to him before you go down the mountain, take the things and then go down the mountain." ”

Shizun refers to Lu Weisheng, the master of Qingyun Mountain, what Shi Zun said is an inch of monk, why bother, Nan Huaijin nodded, he really wants to leave, and he still has to say goodbye to all the seniors and uncles on the mountain.

The one-inch monk lived on the top of the mountain under Ling Tianmen, where he lived alone in a wooden house, there were no disciples to guard and no one to take care of, he lived alone, there was a small vegetable garden in front of the house, which was planted with green vegetables and vines, and a large circle around the courtyard house was planted with strange flowers and plants, many from the Western Regions, and many from the south of the Yangtze River.

When Nan Huaijin was outside the house, an inch monk was holding a hoe and waving, loosening the soil, he was tall, rolled up his sleeves and trouser legs, although he was already a sixty or seventy-year-old man, but he was sweating profusely, and he looked just a farmer from the outer door among the disciples of Buddhism.

"Uncle One Inch!"

The one-inch monk raised his head, saw Nan Huaijin, and smiled: "Huai'er, come on, I have something good for you to eat." ”

Nan Huaijin saw that what he was holding in his hand were a few red ripe raspberries, all of which were already ripe, she took the old monk's raspberries with both hands and stuffed them into her mouth.

Seeing her chewing, the one-inch monk said with a smile: "I saw it two days ago, and I have been keeping it for Huai'er, and today you are going down the mountain, so I will ask you to come and eat this ripe, sweet, eat more, and nourish the liver." ”

"Uncle Yicun treats Huai'er so well. Nan Huaijin hugged the old monk, the old monk slowly touched her hair, the long white beard swayed down, longer than her hair, he said to himself: "It's only ten years, it's so high, it seems that a few days ago, it wasn't so tall." Huai'er is older, and he wants to go down the mountain to explore the rivers and lakes, and he won't say goodbye to your uncle when he goes down the mountain, maybe he forgot about his uncle. ”

Nan Huaijin's eyes were shining with tears, she hugged the old monk, the old monk patted her back and said: "Go down the mountain, how can I rest assured that you are alone, but none of the disciples of your one-inch uncle are on this Qingyun Mountain, otherwise ask a few of them to go with you." ”

"No, Uncle Yi'er, Huai'er's martial arts are already very good now, and I have already achieved a small success in the domination that Master taught me. Nan Huaijin waved his hand and refused, compared with Uncle Chen Cheng, there are not many of his disciples, but each of them likes to play by the mountains and rivers, and they are often not on this Qingyun Mountain for a year or two.

"This can't be done, the more I think about it, the more I don't feel at ease, by the way!" The one-inch monk suddenly thought of something, his brows moved, and he seemed to remember something and hurriedly said: "Huai'er, you wait, I'll go get something and come over immediately." ”

As he spoke, the one-inch monk hurriedly ran into his room, and there was a sudden murmur of many things falling to the ground, and the sound of the one-inch monk speaking came from inside.

"Why aren't you here? Where am I going?"

"Is it under the bed, alas, no!"

Nan Huaijin listened curiously, but obediently stayed at the door and waited.

"I remember the last time I was six years ago, and I seemed to be using it to make knives and forks. ”

"Maybe I left it in that place. ”

"Could it be that I remembered wrongly, or maybe I caught a big fish, and I lost the bottom of the lake?"

"It doesn't seem to be, I remember, I hid it. ”

As if something had been forgotten, Nan Huaijin ran his chin, listened to the tinkling sound in the room, and couldn't help but be more curious, standing on tiptoe and looking in from the window, but no one.

The one-inch monk stayed alone in the house and had a stick of incense, and before he came out, his voice came from talking to himself, Nan Huaijin was in a hurry, and went into the house.

The originally neat house was now in a mess, and the old monk slapped his own wall, and the wall cracked a large piece, and there was a partition in the wall, and a long wooden box fell from the inside of the wall and fell to the ground.

"That's it! I found it!" The one-inch monk finally figured it out, held it in the palm of his hand, and weighed it slightly, it seemed to be very heavy.

Nan Huaijin touched the wooden box, looked up at the one-inch monk and asked, "Uncle Shi, what is in this wooden box?"

"Open it and see if you like it or not. The one-inch monk laughed, and handed the wooden box in her hand.

The wooden box is very heavy, more than a dozen catties, four feet long, it is not a sword. Nan Huaijin thought to himself, opening the wooden box, it was indeed a sword that exuded cold air all over his body, lying quietly in the wooden box, and the inky black scabbard was placed on the side of the sword.

The sword body is full of brilliance, the blade light is hidden from time to time, and a faint shadow word is tattooed between the sword body.

"Shadow?"

The one-inch monk nodded and said: "There was a famous sword in ancient times, your Uncle Chen Cheng once traveled to the rivers and lakes, and found this sword in the tomb of Kong Zhou, the guardian of the Spring and Autumn Period, which is four feet three long, and the sword weighs nine catties and seven taels. ”

"This is Uncle Chen Cheng's sword?" Nan Huaijin grabbed the hilt of the sword with one hand, the sword body was heavy, and it was only held with two hands, and the sword body was carved with birds and beasts, and the tiger and dragon could also be seen, lifelike, and the mountains, rivers and lakes were also vivid.

"I should say that it was the sword that your uncle used in the early years, but when he got old, he thought it was too heavy, so he gave it to me. ”

Nan Huaijin asked him puzzled: "Uncle Shi, why did you hide this sword in your wall, what is this for?"

"This sword is rare in the world, and the craftsman who built it has been dead for I don't know how many years, your Uncle Chen Cheng thinks it is precious, and he is not suitable, so he is in my hands, although I am not good at using the sword, but I don't want this sword to be buried, and I have also thought about giving it to your master, but your master's true qi is too domineering, and it does not match this photo, so I hide it in this wall, so that no bad people will take it away. ”

"I see. Nan Huaijin looked at the heavy peerless sword in his hand, Chengying is famous in this world, and it is said that the world's famous sword, Chengying is among the top ten.