And it is Ling Hu Xingjie's simple and even childish idea, but it can be said that it is a mother-son connection, and it is half of what Han Suqin thinks correctly.

The Meizhuang Conference is indeed a major event in martial arts, and it is indeed true that the Wuyue Sword Sect is becoming more and more prosperous, and some old friends are indeed missing it after not seeing each other for many years, but these are not what Han Suqin thinks now.

Han Suqin smiled and looked at the three juniors of her Wudang faction who were chatting with the head of Kongtong on the other side, among which Xiao Yun had seen it ten years ago, and Nangong Aolan was even hugged by her own hands.

Han Suqin looked at Nangong Aolan's face, although there was a smile, but there was a faint worry hidden between her eyebrows. "It's really not easy for these children, when the catastrophe happened ten years ago, one by one they were more than ten years old, think of me when I was more than ten years old, although Wudang has never had a female disciple, but when I was a teenager, the life in the real martial arts concept was carefree and I didn't know the suffering of the world. ”

As if sensing the gaze being watched, Nangong Aolan looked up and saw Han Suqin looking at her with a smile, so she also smiled and said hello to Aunt Han, and then continued to listen to Yang Zixi tell about their Wudang faction back then, Uncle Xuan Si Tai and Uncle Linghu and his wife.

Han Suqin was also a little curious at this time, but seeing that Yang Zixi didn't know what he was talking about, Xiao Yun and the three of them listened attentively, and at this moment, they inadvertently glanced at Yang Zixi and pointed diagonally upward, Han Suqin looked in the direction of the finger, but saw the word "Lone Mei" on the plaque.

Han Suqin was stunned for a moment, and then smiled knowingly, she seemed to understand what these children were saying. And she looked at the "lonely plum" on the plaque, but her thoughts also returned to when she was twenty years old.

Twenty-six years ago, Wudang Mountain, Zhenwuguan, Zixiao Palace apse.

Four years have passed since Han Suqin decided to follow Ling Hu Yusheng and take care of him all his life. In the past four years, Hengshan, Huashan, and so on have traveled all over the world, almost running the entire three mountains and five mountains, and even passing by the foot of Wudang Mountain in Hubei several times, but Han Suqin has never come up.

Han Suqin is in this place where she grew up from childhood to adulthood at this time, although she has not returned for four years, she is still brick by brick, grass and tree, and there is an inexplicable familiarity and cordiality. Even in her breathing, she was familiar with it, Wudang asked.

But there is also a little difference, there is a hint of strangeness, just like the master in front of him, I haven't seen him for four years, Han Suqin has a little more maturity and wisdom, but the master is a little more old.

"Master, disciple, you're back. "Since Han Suqin went up the mountain today, she has seen her senior brothers and brothers in the past, including her own brother, Song Jian. But no matter when, she looks so radiant, and any other feelings seem to be blown away with the mountain wind in Wudang, but she happily said that in the past few years, she and Ling Hu Yusheng have seen and heard and deeds under the mountain, which has attracted the praise of the brothers and sisters. But now, she looked at the Xuan Si in front of her, but she could no longer disguise anything, and tears had already burst out of her eyes. Only the last stubbornness remained, so she didn't cry.

"Well, not bad, not bad," Xuan Si's eyes were still as sharp as ever, "Qin'er's talent is still excellent, I thought that you would miss your cultivation in the past few years, but looking at it today, the kung fu of a single round of purple qi is no worse than that of Songjian and Songkui, who practice on the mountain every day." ”

Han Suqin held back her tears and said: "Back to the master, the rivers and lakes are dangerous, and it all depends on the master's mastery to protect the disciples who have repeatedly turned danger into danger, so naturally they don't dare to be lazy and desolate." ”

Xuan Si nodded kindly and said: "If you blindly cultivate, you will inevitably be suspected of making a car behind closed doors, but you don't know that if you want to solve the red dust, you must first enter the red dust." Only when you enter the WTO can you be born, and if you can't realize the impermanence of the rivers and lakes, you will never be able to reach the immaculate heart of the Dao. At this point, you have gone farther than most of your junior brothers. ”

Han Suqin knelt on the side and listened respectfully to her master's teachings, just like she had been in the first ten years of her life.

"Get up, you are not tired when you kneel, Master looked at it, but he was a little distressed. Xuan Si said, let Han Suqin stand up, then patted his side, and said, "Sit down next to Master." ”

Han Suqin obediently sat beside the master, Xuan Si touched Han Suqin's wrist veins, closed his eyes and examined the limbs and bones of this beloved disciple, the eight veins of the strange meridians, nodded from time to time, and said: "Yes, in the past few years after going down the mountain, not only has the internal strength become deeper, but even the muscles and bones are a lot stronger, what about swordsmanship?

Han Suqin listened to Master's kind words, tears finally fell to the ground, and said with a smile: "Dissatisfied Master, right now, the reputation of Zixiao Frost and Wudang Swordsmanship in these rivers and lakes should not be worse than in the past." At the beginning of the mountain, Senior Brother Songfeng intended to take the test for one or two apprentices, and the apprentices barely supported more than sixty moves, and they were forced to withdraw their swords and admit defeat. ”

Xuan Si listened, but unexpectedly praised: "Very good, very good, so it seems that in the past few years, the name of Zixiao Frost should have resounded all over the rivers and lakes." Do you know that even if the Song Sword is current, it can only take thirty moves in the hands of your Senior Brother Songfeng. ”

After hearing this, Han Suqin was also surprised, and carefully recalled the previous scene of fighting with Senior Brother Songfeng, but found a difference, and said in her heart: "My previous sword competition with Senior Brother Songfeng was the smoothest all-attack posture that I have never had in the past so many years of fighting against the enemy. Thinking of this, Han Suqin smiled bitterly, "Where is this sword competition, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a teaching." ”

Han Suqin asked the master: "If you think about it carefully, the sword intent of the senior brother before is indeed different from ours, isn't it that the master of the sect has come up with some great skills to teach the senior brother in the past few years?"

Xuan Si smiled: "At this point, it is useless, and I dare not take the merit rashly." Xuan Si touched Han Suqin's head, and continued: "The reason why I said earlier that you are farther than most senior brothers is because that Songfeng kid has gone farther than you. Senior Brother Xuan Gao started three years ago, his health is not very good, and most of the affairs in this discipline are handled by me and your Uncle Xuan Si, and Master Songfeng's nephew can have the achievements he has today, all of which depend on the cultivation path he has chosen. ”

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