The north wind is sluggish, and the climate is cold.

At this time, the sky is late, the wind is strong and the clouds are low, the sunset is dusk, at a glance, the plains of western Sichuan are reckless, and there is a big village. There are bunkers outside the village, and the watchtower suspension bridge is readily available, and the magnificence is very large.

Surrounded by a small river outside the village, the river bank is full of willows, but there is no leaf on the willow trees, and the willow branches are fluttering to the east under the cold wind.

In the three stops of the backyard of Zhuangnei, there is a small school field, a girl in red is dancing with a sword, the sword light is flickering, the sword moves are exquisite, and there is a faint bit of too empty sword intent.

She stabbed out with a sword, and without waiting for the sword to move to get old, she withdrew the long sword, lowered her head and meditated, and said to herself: "Brother Liu once said, 'The sword comes out at will, and the sword arrives, and the qi, sword, and body are one. "It's a pity that he is limited to the door rules, and he is only willing to teach me the first twelve ways of the Taixu swordsmanship, alas! I don't know when I will be able to learn all this swordsmanship......"

She thought about it for a while, turned her long sword upside down, sat on the stone pier, and held the hilt of the sword in a daze, but her thoughts didn't know where to fly.

Suddenly, there was a noisy noise outside the courtyard, which woke up the girl, frowned and said to herself, "What's the matter?

She lifted her sword and was about to look at it secretly, when she saw a maid running over in a hurry, and shouted, "Miss!

The girl in red frowned, grabbed the maid, and shouted, "Bi'e, you are flustered, what do you look like?"

The maid took a few breaths, patted her chest, and only recovered after a while, and shouted: "Miss, there are a lot of bald monks outside, and the master can't cope with it alone, and the three young masters have gone out to serve." ”

"Waiting?" said the girl in red in surprise, "Where did you come from to fight the autumn wind?

"Ouch, eldest miss, don't say that!" Bi'e stuck out her little tongue and said mysteriously, "I heard that this time it is not the ordinary monk of the small temple and the small temple, but the abbot of the Fuxian Temple who has personally descended the mountain......

"Fuxian Temple?Fuxian Temple in Mount Emei?" the girl in red was shocked and asked, "Do you hear clearly?"

The maid nodded again and again, and said: "I heard clearly, there are a few old monks in the hall, and the master personally receives them, and there are also thirty or forty younger monks, and the three young masters are all entertained in the outer courtyard!"

The girl in red pondered for a long time and ordered, "I know, you can go!"

When the maid had withdrawn, the maiden put the sword back into its scabbard, and went to the living room with it.

In the living room sat an old man, very burly, white beard like silver, ruddy face, hearty laughter, and said loudly: "I have to see a few masters today, the village is really full of brilliance, the old man has ordered the kitchen to arrange a meal, wait for the masters to use the meal, rest for the night, and it is not too late to go on the road tomorrow!"

There were six red-robed old monks sitting on the guest seat, full of breath, and their gestures were all magnificent, obviously the great power of Buddhism with successful cultivation. The leader is an old monk with a yellow face and long eyebrows, who else can there be if he is not the abbot of Fuxian, the Zen master of the Dharma?

I only listened to the Zen master of the Dharma, proclaimed the Buddha's name, and said: "Qin Siye is a heroic man who is famous in western Sichuan, and the poor monk has heard people mention it from time to time when he was in Emei Mountain, and now he is very warm, so he has to bother!"

The old man laughed and said: "Ashamed, ashamed, a little name, before all the predecessors of the Buddhist Sect, how dare you call the fourth master?

Everyone was talking happily, and suddenly the red shadow flashed, but it was a delicate and lovely girl who turned out from the back of the hall, and the old man surnamed Qin turned his face sank, and said in a low voice: "Yuyao, what are you doing here?

This girl in red is none other than Qin Yuyao.

Qin Yuyao's wonderful eyes flowed, and when she took in the appearance of everyone in the hall, she lowered her head and said softly: "My daughter heard that there are several senior monks in the village, and I came to meet her!"

The old man frowned, smiled and bowed to the Zen master of Hongfa, and said with a smile: "I'm ashamed, the little girl is so spoiled by the old man that she is lawless, if she collides with the masters, she will look at Haihan!"

"It's okay!" The six monks here are all powerful people, with lofty status and superb Buddhism, how can they be as knowledgeable as a little girl? At the moment, each of them said a few polite words, and a black-faced old monk looked Qin Yuyao up and down a few times, and praised: "What a piece of good talent and beautiful jade, Ling Yan's martial arts talent, I am afraid that it is no less than Qin Shizhu!"

One sentence made the old man's heart bloom, he didn't know how many people had lifted him up in his life, if he praised him, at most he would just smile slightly, and he wouldn't take it to heart. But this daughter is the meat of his heart, the most pampered, at this time to hear this Buddhist can praise his daughter, can not help but be very happy, humble said: "The master praised, the little girl is naughty, since she was a child, she is good at dancing knives and guns, and she usually wants to anger the old man to death! ”

Qin Yuyao was not good in front of outsiders, so she stomped her foot aggrievedly at the moment, and said angrily: "How can you talk about your daughter like this?"

The old man smiled, led Qin Yuyao to the front of everyone, and introduced them one by one: "This is the little girl Yuyao, this is the abbot of Fuxian Temple in Emei Mountain, Master Hongfa! These are all the brothers of Master Hongfa, Hongjian, Hongming, Hongjue, Hongli, Hongdu, ......."

Every time a monk was introduced, Qin Yuyao saluted, and those old monks also returned together. After the introduction, Qin Yuyao looked at her father with dark eyes and asked, "Dad, are these masters specially here to travel in Sichuan?"

"No!" said the Zen Master with a smile, "The poor monk is only here to spend the night, and tomorrow he will travel far away." ”

"Oh?" Qin Yuyao asked with interest, "Master Abbot is going to travel far away, where are you going?"

The monks don't speak, let alone the Buddhist monks like the Dharma? I thought that this Qin family was a great man in western Sichuan, but they were not from the Xuanmen, and there was no need to hide their movements, and besides, the elites of Fuxian Temple were all here, so how could they hide their movements from those who had a heart? ”

"I see!" The old man suddenly realized, nodded again and again, "I have heard the beautiful scenery of Kunlun for a long time, it is beautiful, if it weren't for these little dolls to drag it down, the old man would also want to go and have a look, so he wished!"

Qin Yuyao's face was tight, and she barely said a few words of greeting, and then hurriedly retreated.

Back in the backyard, Qin Yuyao couldn't hold back the panic in her heart anymore, and circled around the room, muttering to herself: "What should I do? Kunlun Yuxu ...... These great monks are clearly going to the Pure Yang Palace!"

She wringed her hands, her fingers were twisted white, but she didn't care about it at all, her eyebrows tightened, and she said to herself: "Brother Liu doesn't know what's going on, although Xiao Zhang's martial arts are high, if he is in a hurry, how can he defeat these six great monks......? If Xiao Zhangjiao is defeated, then wouldn't Brother Liu be ......"

The girl didn't dare to think about it anymore, but she had nothing to do, so she had to sit on the embroidery bed, so confused that even the maid's cry outside the door was deaf.