Volume 12 The Storm Disturbs
"For the first time!"
Lu Zhixuan's heart was shocked, although the skill of Ying Feiyang Imperial Sword is still young, but there is already a faint wind of everyone, if this is really just the first time, this son is simply shocking, but when he was a little distracted, Xingji Jian urged again, wiped his ears and swept past him, Lu Zhixuan was busy reining his mind and concentrating on the battle.
But seeing a white and a green two sword shadows hovering and rising into the air in the collision, just like a meteor passing through the sky, the cold light is shining, just like the white rainbow through the sun, the sword wind is Huohuo, and the entangled fight has passed the lily, Lu Zhixuan originally planned to use Ying Feiyang as a grinding sword stone to reshape the edge of his python sword, but after a moment of fighting, he felt that the feeling of youth and stagnation between Ying Feiyang's long sword gradually subsided, and became more and more mellow.
Lu Zhixuan suddenly had a strange feeling, thinking that he was the sharpening swordstone, and a peerless divine blade was revealing his edge inch by inch when he was polishing. Seeing that a fledgling kid could also fight with him, Lu Zhixuan's heart suddenly became anxious, and he let out a clear whistle, his shoulders trembled, and he took out another sword. The sword came out of its sheath, and it let out a hearty dragon groan, roaring and rushing into the battle group.
Jiaojian is stronger than the python sword that has lost its aura, although it has not turned into the shape of an evil Jiao, but the power is still amazing, only a sword straight down, there is the power of opening the mountain and cracking the stone, the Xingji sword and the python sword are in harmony, at this time the Jiaojian sword slashed on the sword body, and it was difficult to support it suddenly.
The rice seemed to have two invisible giant hands wrestling in the air, and the three swords were frozen in the air, but the posture of one sword blocking the two swords did not support for long, and he saw that the Xingji sword was pressed down inch by inch, pressed down, and pressed down again, and finally pressed to the top of Ying Feiyang's head, but it was difficult to advance in an inch, Ying Feiyang gritted his teeth and worked hard, and finally blocked this sword.
But when he heard Lu Zhixuan's "hey!" he had to exert his strength again, although the sword did not move, but there was an invisible sharp wind that penetrated it, ploughing a deep mark on the pond, and dividing everything on the water surface into two.
Ying Feiyang's figure sank slightly, and then his feet stepped on the water, sweeping onto the shore like a dragonfly in the water, without the slightest embarrassment on his face, but the edge of his shoes was slightly soaked, Ying Feiyang waved his hand, and the Xingji Sword returned to the sheath, and then arched his hand to Lu Zhixuan: "The Taoist is really superior, and Ying Feiyang is convinced." ”
Lu Zhixuan also put away his sword, sighed and pointed to the pond and said: "Boiling the crane and burning the qin, ruining the scenery, it is the poor road that loses." Following what Lu Zhixuan pointed out, but seeing that the place where the sword qi passed was extended into a line, the lotus, lotus leaves, and duckweed on this line were all broken by a sword, and the pond was full of red and green, and it was a mess.
Lu Zhixuan only relied on the skill of the sword to fight for a long time, and it was all by relying on decades of foundation to win, and he forgot to scruple about these when he was anxious, and now he calmed down and felt that his face was dull, how could he have the face to win again.
Ying Feiyang waved his hand and said: "The Taoist is too modest, regardless of the victory or defeat for the time being, being able to learn from the Taoist Chief today really benefits the kid a lot." ”
Lu Zhixuan also smiled and said: "Where is it, the swordsmanship of the younger brother Ying is like a wild imagination, don't come out of the machine, and the poor Taoist view of your swordsmanship has also benefited a lot, so I said that your seventh and ninth styles, and the thirteenth and fourth styles, are secretly in line with the swordsmanship of my Shangqing faction, and they confirm each other." The poor Dao qualification is dull, and there were a few tricks in the previous swordsmanship that were not smooth, but after looking at the swords of Senior Brother Ying, it suddenly became enlightened. ”
Ying Feiyang's heart was cold, and before he could think much about the sword, he used the sword method in the "Shangqing Hanxiang Sword Diagram", but he didn't expect Lu Zhixuan to see some clues, and was about to find an excuse to prevaricate the past, when he suddenly heard a strange sound of yin and yang. "It's not just a secret fit, it's from the same source at all, Senior Brother Lu, don't you know yet, the "Shangqing Hanxiang Sword Diagram" that you have been thinking about for a long time but have been asking for has been passed on by the master to Senior Brother Ying. But seeing Sun Changji stepping in from the door with his hands copied, he pretended to shake his head and said, "It's a pity that the one who inherited the master's swordsmanship turned out to be a disciple of the sword crown, could it be that the master really thinks that there is no one in our sect?"
Lu Zhixuan was shocked and said in a trembling voice: "Is this true?"
Ying Feiyang has been latent in the courtyard, but he didn't expect to be involved in the Shangqing faction's internal fighting, but he didn't want to be deceived, so he said helplessly: "Yes, Sima Zhenren did pass the "Shangqing Hanxiang Sword Diagram" to Zaixia."
Lu Zhixuan gritted his teeth in disbelief and said: "How is it possible, I don't believe it, no, I want to ask the master for clarification!"
Sun Changji said: "Senior Brother Lu, don't worry, the master must have been deceived by this kid, speaking of which, this kid claims to be the apprentice of the sword crown, but he has no evidence, and was chased and killed by Lingxiao Sword Sect He, I suspect that he is a thief who stole the sword crown token, it is better for Senior Brother Lu to take him down first, retrieve the "Shangqing Hanxiang Sword Diagram", and then interrogate him well." ”
Sun Changji's voice was low, with an inexplicable bewitchment, Lu Zhixuan's eyes were foggy for a while, his mind was dizzy, and he couldn't help but respond: "Okay, let's take him down together." "
Saying that, Lu Zhixuan pressed the hilt of the sword again, and Sun Changji one after the other, sandwiching Ying Feiyang in the middle, either of the two, cultivation is above Ying Feiyang, at this time, the two of them are sandwiched, Ying Feiyang only feels like a bird in a cage, and it is difficult to fly with wings. Seeing that Lu Zhixuan's expression was abnormal, he hurriedly said: "Daoist Lu Dao, calm down, don't fall for someone else's design!" Lu Zhixuan didn't hear it, his eyes became more and more hollow, but his momentum became more and more cold.
At this moment, I heard a majestic female voice again, "He is the disciple of Uncle Gu of the Sword Crown, which is also recognized by the palace, could it be that the palace is also stupid and unwise, and was deceived by him?"
Sun Changji Pili Yangqiu said: "It turned out that the princess arrived, and the princess's hands and eyes were all over the sky, how could she be wrong." Since his identity is correct, then it is sad that I have replaced Senior Brother Lu, I have been cultivating under the Master's Throne for many years, but Shizun has taught the stunt to other people's apprentices, it's a pity, it's a pity!"
Lu Zhixuan's body was suddenly shocked, the fog in his eyes dissipated, and he said angrily to Sun Changji: "Sun Changji! You dare to use the Divine Spell on me!" The Divine Spell is one of the Taoist spells, which can confuse people's hearts and souls when urging the spell, so that the other party inadvertently obeys the spell and sends it.
Sun Changji said with an innocent look: "What kind of divine curse, Senior Brother Lu has a firm heart and cultivates higher than me, how can he be affected by my district number divine curse, unless Senior Brother Lu is really jealous and hateful, so I can take advantage of it." ”
Lu Zhixuan's face darkened, but he couldn't refute it, in the final analysis, the magic spell was just to catalyze the emotions of others, but he couldn't let a certain emotion come out of nowhere, if he was really open-minded and didn't care about this matter, he would never be tricked.
Sun Changji then laughed strangely twice, and said: "But Senior Brother Lu has been famous for a long time, how can he be jealous of a fledgling boy, he must be mistaken, mistaken!" As he spoke, Sun Changji laughed and walked out of the yard.
Ying Feiyang watched Sun Changji leave, his heart was quite angry, he was now Sima Chengzhen's guest, Sun Changji would not dare to really do anything with him, but he still looked for an opportunity to make him uncomfortable from time to time, and it felt like a leech sticking to his body, although there was no big harm, but it was disgusting and couldn't get rid of it.
Princess Yuzhen comforted Lu Zhixuan: "Senior Brother Lu, listening to that madman's nonsense, the master passed on the swordsmanship to Senior Brother Ying, so he naturally has his considerations. ”
Lu Zhixuan's face turned blue and white for a while, glanced at Ying Feiyang, and said to Princess Yuzhen: "The princess knows what the poor road said, and today is the poor way out of shape, so I will leave first." As he spoke, he threw up his sleeves and left.
Lu Zhixuan only said goodbye to the princess, but did not say a word to Ying Feiyang, it can be seen that there is really a mustard in his heart, Ying Feiyang sighed and said: "Even if you are in the deep courtyard, you can't stop the turmoil and disturb people, it seems that my idle days in the Shangqing faction are over." ”
Princess Yuzhen said with a smile: "No matter how deep the courtyard is, is it still as deep as the Daming Palace? You want to avoid the turmoil here, but you don't know that the deep courtyard is often the source of the turmoil." Princess Yuzhen smiled with bitterness, obviously recalling the battle in the palace again.
Ying Feiyang knew about it and changed the topic: "By the way, thanks to the princess's senior sister for breaking the siege just now, I just don't know what to do here?"
Princess Yuzhen suddenly raised her jade hand and patted him on the head and said, "What's the matter? What's the matter? Look at your young age, you are old-fashioned when you speak, I can't look for you if I don't have anything important?"
Princess Yuzhen smiled and said: "Don't fake, today is the Luoyang Flower Festival, this princess is bored to hang out alone, pull you to be a companion, you have been in Luoyang for a month, and you really nest in this small courtyard every day without a step, and you are not afraid of mold?"
"Luoyang Flower Society, what is that?" Ying Feiyang asked.
Princess Yuzhen smiled and explained: "Luoyang is known as the flower capital, because every spring, the peony plants are in full bloom, competing for beauty, when the flowers bloom, there is the custom of the whole city to appreciate the peony flowers, comment on the group of flowers, and crown the king of flowers, this is the peony flower meeting." Speaking of which this flower will rise, it is inseparable from the Empress Wu, have you ever heard the story of the Empress Wu's book number and a hundred flowers. ”
Ying Feiyang shook his head blankly, Princess Yuzhen scolded with a smile: "You are really a nerd who doesn't care about anything other than the sword, forget it, it's the princess sister who tells you, it's about the martial arts queen appreciating the snow, the plum and snow in the courtyard reflect each other, although the plum blossom is also a beautiful scenery, but after looking at it for a long time, it feels monotonous, so the martial arts queen wrote down four sentences, 'The Ming Dynasty traveled to the garden, and quickly reported the spring; As a result, on the second day, the flowers in the courtyard bloomed, and it was full of splendid scenery and a world of flowers. But take a closer look, but the unique peony bud has not opened, the queen of martial arts was furious, so he burned the peony and degraded it to Luoyang, but when he arrived in Luoyang, the peony bloomed instead, and Luoyang became the peony flower capital. ”
Ying Feiyang frowned after hearing this: "Flowers bloom and bloom all have a heavenly order, spring flowers and winter bloom are unheard of, is there really a character in the world who can reverse the chaos of spring and winter, the immortal law of the Shangqing faction is unfathomable, maybe Sima Zhenren can do it, I heard that the Taoist Fan Wei who is as famous as my master has the name of 'one like ten thousand lives', it should not be difficult for him, but when the Empress Wu was in power, they ......"
"Flutter!" Princess Yuzhen was amused, and said, "Can you really think that I am just telling a legend, and you are serious?"
"Legends?" Ying Feiyang's face flushed, and then he covered up: "There is nothing groundless, maybe there are other stories hidden behind the legends." ”
"Yes, yes, then Senior Brother Ying would like to accompany me to this peony flower club?"
Ying Feiyang thought about it, and felt that he was disgusted by Sun Changji, and his heart was depressed, and it didn't hurt to scatter his heart, so he said: "If the legend is true, it is the arrogance of respecting the peony, I should also go to have a look, let's go." ”
"Don't be in a hurry, change your outfit first, this year's flower fair will be held in Dafuxian Temple, you are dressed like this, and you will not be looked down upon by those monks. As she spoke, Princess Yuzhen slapped her jade hand, and two rows of girls holding trays rushed in, and the trays were full of various costumes
"I don't know the size of you, so I prepared a few more sets. Then he instructed a few maidservants, "You go in and help my junior brother bathe and change clothes!"
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