As soon as Chu Jiang's voice fell, he saw his figure instantly turn into three, all of them as true. The three figures were divided into three points, surrounding Zhong Lixiu in the heart. It turned out that Chu Jiangkai didn't want to entangle with Zhong Lixiu more, so he resorted to this trick. This move is not a weird sword technique, but an extremely powerful body technique.

Chu Jiang's opening method has been completed, and then he used another move "Wuyue is light", only to see the "three" Chu Jiang in the air suddenly head and foot, and stabbed five swords each in mid-air. The power of each sword is very huge, quite a mountain falling peak, with the power of the pillar, the "three" fifteen swords are intertwined with each other in the air, mixed like a huge net falling from the sky, for a time the white light is dazzling, the sword shadow is mottled, it is difficult to distinguish the real from the false, and they are twisted towards Zhong Lixiu.

Zhong Lixiu looked up at the "three" Chu Jiangkai in the air, although he didn't recognize this kind of body technique, but he knew the power of these fifteen swords, he had no way to retreat at the moment, so he had to dance the "green on the wrist" like a whip, surrounding Zhou up and down. Suddenly, the green mangs circulated in all directions, and Zhong Lixiu's figure was almost nowhere to be seen.

It was too late, but in an instant, the white light had suddenly inserted into the green mang, only to hear a loud sound, like a cracked silk, like armor piercing, and when the sound stopped, the green light had dissipated in an instant, and the dazzling white light was also extinguished in a flash. Chu Jiangkai fell aside, the "three Chus" were one, and the sword was also sheathed. Zhong Lixiu's footsteps did not move for half a minute, at this moment the long sword hung down to the ground, and on the clothes on his shoulders, there were two more sword holes! These two sword holes could only pierce the clothes, and did not hurt the flesh and bones, this is not that Chu Jiangkai's sword momentum is old, but his swordsmanship has been perfected to the realm, and it is very fine between retraction and release.

Zhong Lixiu saw that his tight protection was broken by Chu Jiangkai's sword momentum, if it wasn't for Chu Jiangkai's timely sword, he was afraid that his shoulders had been pierced, although he had an arrogant temperament, he was also ashamed at this time. Zhong Lixiu secretly felt Chu Jiang's high morality, and said immediately: "Thank you Chu Daxia's men for their mercy, Zhong Li is willing to bow to the wind, and in the future, he should practice swordsmanship hard, and I hope to compete with Chu Daxia." ”

After that, he ignored the people in the hall and went straight away.

Although Lei Yuan knew that Zhong Lixiu would not be able to defeat Chu Jiangkai, he didn't expect him to lose so convincingly. As for asking Junping to be the same thing, Lei Yuan did not pursue it further. Everyone dispersed, only Suzaku had revenge and was depressed.

......

Early in the morning of the second day, Wei Qimu had just gotten up when someone came to look for him. This person doesn't use powder, but he has a natural appearance, and he is the lord of Zhang Ying.

Zhang Ying said: "Qimu, it's okay now, can you accompany me to see the scenery of Dongting Mountain?"

When Wei Qimu heard this, he remembered that Zhang Ying stayed in Middle-earth to linger in the scenery of the Tang Dynasty, but since he met him, he was running all the way, so he had no time to watch the scenery of the mountains and waters, and he responded at the moment: "It's okay, I also have this intention, it's better to call Luo Xia and ask Junping to them, and come to a 'group of sages, young and long salty'." ”

When Zhang Ying heard this, he hurriedly said: "Don't......! You and I are fine...... "Zhang Ying is a Nanzhao woman in the end, the words have been spoken, and she is bold, no longer twisting and pinching, but staring straight at Wei Qimu with her eyes.

Wei Qimu felt that Zhang Ying's eyes were hot and full of anticipation, so he couldn't bear to brush her mind, and went side by side with her immediately.

Wei Qimu said: "There is a peak in this Dongting Mountain called Ethereal Peak, which is the highest peak here, how about we climb it?"

Zhang Ying was in a happy mood at the moment, returned to her former appearance, and said with a smile: "Okay, let's also experience what it feels like for Du Zimei's 'seeing all the mountains at a glance'!"

Speaking of Du Zimei, Wei Qimu couldn't help but think of Du Menhua's tears, this man who was more handsome than a woman, had no news.

Zhang Ying suddenly asked, "How long do you plan to stay here?"

Wei Qimu groaned slightly, and replied: "I'm done, and I'll leave in a few days." ”

"Where to go?"

"I don't know, so let's do it. Wei Qimu shook his head and sighed lightly.

"Let's go and see the scenery under the sky together, okay?" Zhang Ying became more and more bold.

When Wei Qimu heard this, he naturally understood that Zhang Ying wanted to accompany him to wander the world. But if he really wants to wander the world, Wei Qimu undoubtedly wants to be with Huang Zhen the most, but he has parted ways with Huang Zhen and has nothing to do with it, so he doesn't think about it. Wei Qimu felt Zhang Ying's companionship again, and when he thought of this, he made up his mind to forget Huang Zhen, and said softly: "Okay." ”

Zhang Ying was overjoyed when she heard this, grabbed Wei Qimu's arm, gently pulled the warbler's throat, opened the swallow's throat, and sang a ballad:

I like to look at the rippling waters,

I also like to see the peaks of the clouds;

I like to watch the fallen leaves,

I also like to look at the silent sky;

I like to see your back,

I also like to see your resolute countenance;

I love to see you smile,

I also like to see your angry expressions.

I like to see what I like,

I just want not to cover my eyes.

......

This ballad is extremely easy to understand, it should be the style of Nanzhao, but Wei Qimu was so caught by Zhang Ying, and he unconsciously remembered that when he and Huang Zhen and others strayed into the Soul Leaving Palace, Huang Zhen also grabbed his arm because of fright. As soon as he thought of this, Wei Qimu's mind was pure Huang Zhen's appearance, and he couldn't get rid of it for a long time.

Zhang Ying couldn't see Wei Qimu's thoughts, she seemed to be back in Nanzhao at the moment, dancing and singing, singing and dancing, picking flowers and picking flowers, breaking branches and branches, this may be the happiest moment in her life, right?

The two climbed straight to the halfway up the mountainside, only to see the clouds and mist, the mountains and rocks looming, and the plants and trees coming and going, as if they were in a fairyland.

Zhang Ying suddenly shouted: "Qimu, look, there are words there!"

Wei Qimu looked intently, and saw that there were a few lines of handwriting on the stone wall not far away, but they were hidden in the clouds and mist, and it was difficult to see it clearly. The two of them moved forward and came to the handwriting, only to see that it was engraved with a poem:

There are saints in the ethereal peaks,

The monks pass through the Buddha and the gods.

Swallowing clouds and spitting out fog and eternal life,

Dust off a bowl of dust in the mortal world.

Zhang Ying didn't recognize the text, and hurriedly asked Wei Qimu what he meant. This poem Wei Qimu can understand, it means that there is a Buddha and two people cultivating immortals and practicing Buddha on this Ethereal Peak, but he has never heard of any immortal Buddha on the Ethereal Peak.

On the other side of this poem, there is also a stone pillar, on which is also written: "Ethereal land, sacred dwelling." Only when people stop can they be safe. ”

This stone pillar is like a forbidden word, indicating that from here further up is the forbidden land of life and death. Wei Qimu said in his heart, "These handwriting is simple, and they are in the scriptures, are they really left by ancient times?"

Wei Qimu didn't believe in immortals, so he took Zhang Ying across the stone pillar and resolutely moved forward. The two of them took a step, and suddenly heard a human voice from the mountain: "One step to live, two steps to injury, three steps to death!"

The sound was extremely hollow, as if it were coming from the top of the mountain, and it seemed to be coming from the ear. Wei Qimu didn't believe in ghosts and gods, let alone Buddha, so he asked loudly: "Who is pretending to be a god here?"

A shout was raised, but no one responded. Wei Qimu waited and waited, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, he let Zhang Ying pull back, and he took another step forward. As soon as this step landed, I heard the sound of the wind in front of me, and two palms slapped towards it.

Wei Qimu saw that this palm power was extremely powerful, and he was secretly shocked in his heart, and hurriedly shot several "Wuwei Palms" to consume his strength, and at the same time his body floated backwards. Despite this, Wei Qimu was still shocked by the power of these two palms. Wei Qimu only felt that the true qi in his chest was stagnant, and as soon as he recovered slightly, he was about to step forward, but was stopped by Zhang Ying.

Zhang Ying persuaded: "That's it, since the seniors above don't want to be disturbed, let's go back!"

Wei Qimu was persuaded by Zhang Ying, his mind calmed down, and he didn't stop for a while, went down the mountain with Zhang Ying, and went straight to the water place. After seeing Shui Mo, Wei Qimu told him in detail about the things on the Ethereal Peak.

Shui Mo was not surprised when he heard this, but smiled and said, "There are two saints in this Ethereal Peak, it is not a secret thing. It is rumored that these two saints are a monk, the monk Dharma name 'Confession Master', and the Taoist priest name 'Ethereal True Man', these two people have lived in the Ethereal Peak since hundreds of years ago, and it is said that they have never descended the mountain. The disciples of the Salt Gang have gone up the mountain to look for it, but they have never stepped three steps above the stone pillar, and even the old gang leader Yang Banhu is said to have been beaten down at the second step, and over time, no one dares to climb the Ethereal Peak. ”

Wei Qimu said in his heart, "The 'Sword God' Yang Banhu can't go up, how high should the martial arts of that monk be?"

Zhang Ying asked: "They haven't gone down the mountain for hundreds of years, but they are still alive, what do they eat and drink?"

Shui Mo smiled: "Didn't it write in that poem - 'swallowing clouds and spitting fog'." ”

Zhang Ying's face was full of surprise: "Are there any immortals in this world?"

Shui Mo and Wei Qimu both laughed and did not speak.

......

On this day, there were suddenly two more people in the heart of Taihu Lake, one of them stood on the surface of the water, as if standing on the ground, and the other was even more amazing, even more so, even Maitreya Buddha lay on the water like a pillow mat. If someone else sees such a person, they must shout "Immortal Linfan".

One of them dressed as a Taoist priest and the other as a monk, both of them were only about thirty years old. The Taoist priest was of medium stature, dressed in a Taoist robe, with purple on his face, long flowing hair on his chest, a green scarf tied behind his head, a withered bamboo branch stuck in his bun, and an old peachwood sword behind his back. The monk was even more strange, there was no ring scar on his head, no Buddha beads on his neck, a high nose and deep eyes, a circle of beard, wearing a red monk's robe, and stepping on a pair of grass shoes.

The monk smiled first: "That kid just now has such a big breath, why do you ask my subordinates to show mercy?"

The Taoist priest replied: "It's the first time in decades that someone has broken into the forbidden land, so why hurt him if you just want to let him retreat?"

"It's up to you. The monk was still smiling, and said, "Ahem, this year is the time when the golden-eyed silverfish appears, but this golden-eyed silverfish only has one every hundred years, and the last one has been fished away by your master, how can it be my buddhist's turn this time?"

The Taoist priest was unmoved, stroked his hair with one hand, and said with a smile: "The so-called 'Huainan Eight Princes, each showing their magical powers', if you have the means, just catch it." ”

Seeing that the Taoist priest refused to give in, the monk pretended to be angry, no longer lying down, but sat up, bowed his head and shouted: "'Ethereal', 'ethereal', do you hear, that bull's nose can fish and bully us, let's go, ignore him." ”

After that, the monk sat flat on the water and moved.

As soon as the monk moved, he realized that something in the water below him was churning the waves, carrying the monk forward. If you look closely, you will recognize that it is a large turtle. The big turtle is the size of a zhang, its four legs are like paddles, and its shell is like a ship's plank.

When the Taoist priest saw that the monk was gone, he also smiled lightly and called in a low voice: "'Repentance', let's go too." ”

The Taoist priest's voice fell, and he also moved flat on the water, and at his feet was also a big turtle the size of a zhang, different from before, this big turtle was engraved with two inscriptions of "repentance" on its back.

The two of them left one after another, and the sound of the monk talking together could be faintly heard.

"Master once said that if we don't leave a hundred families, we can't leave Taihu Lake, when do you say these bastards will appear in a hundred families?"

"I guess it's going to be soon. ”

"But you and I have waited for thirty years, and we haven't even seen a shadow of a hundred schools!"

"What's this, Master, haven't they waited for more than a hundred years and haven't seen each other?"

"Hahaha, that's right, the ancestors have been waiting for more than a hundred years...... I wish we didn't have to wait that long!"

"You've got to live that long. ”

“......”