Qingzhou is a place, the god of Zhong Tiandi is beautiful, gathering the handsomeness of the world's mountains and rivers. In early spring, it looks like a gentle woman in a boudoir to be married. On the bank of the Yanyun River, the willow tree sprouts, and it is the green eyebrows that she paints with a pen. The boxy terraces, fragrant wheat and golden gold, are her smudged flowers. The mist and rain dyed the ink-colored landscape, as if she was smiling and shy, and smiled.

On this day, on the Yanyun River, a small black canopy swayed and floated. The paddle swings lightly, the water ripples, and the spring water of the river is wrinkled. The water waves are gentle, and a river is as blue as a green cloud. Looking from the boat, the fertile fields on both sides of the strait are beautiful and picturesque, but there are also many growing and declining grasses, branches are broken and intercepted, and the houses are lonely. There was a drizzle of rain in the weather, and the rain fell on the body as if it were clouds. It thickened, and the hair was curdled with raindrops. It approached quietly, quietly, and you were unguarded. The smoke and rain in Qingzhou suddenly broke into your eyes and your dreams.

On the small canopy boat, one old and one young. The old man stroked his beard, his eyes were long, and his face was pale and yellow. At the head of the bed is a captain, boiling water and boiling wine. Xu has seen the waves and flowers, and the old man's brows are wrinkled. The old man fetched a jug of water and filled it with it. The water boiled, and a pot of fine wine was warmed. The boatman rocked the oar and said, "Master, you have reached the boundary of Wangjiang Mansion. Before the old man could speak, a handsome man with a sword beside him, dressed in a gorgeous costume and wearing a square scarf, said: "Coming along the river, it is full of devastation, this Qingzhou landscape is stained with blood, the world is buried in the bones, and the world is in danger." "This man in Chinese clothes was born in a wealthy family, he has a pure nature, and everything he sees along the way is a homeless mourning. Xu is that cup of strong old wine woke him up from the tenderness of Qingzhou, and he couldn't help but feel sad for the suffering homeless people in the world.

Qingzhou's terrain is full of lofty mountains and mountains, and a small boat rides the wind down. The dangerous peaks on both sides of the strait overlapped, and the ape could not stop singing. One old and one young, can't help but arouse their hearts. I just feel that the ears are full of sad sounds, lingering in my heart, lingering. The worry of the heart, I sing and Yao. Thin green smoke, scattered in the mountain clouds, sprinkled on the green of the river. The boatman sang indulgently with an accent along the river: "A river of red water flows through the outer building of the building." Looking at the three ridges of the river, the four oceans, the silver of white flowers. Greedy for food, greedy for life, greedy for life and afraid of death, no matter whether the wife or son loses the old man......"

The boy in a Chinese costume is sentimental, and when he hears this song, his eyes are red. The sad song of the end times, the tears wet the long shirt. The prince of Huafu can only hate his iron sword as useless in his hand, and he can't kill the enemy's head. Dark clouds, drizzle toppings. The sky is like a funnel, and the mountains that are more and more pounds dissolve into hills. In the rain, a few lonely birds stand on the branches and leap over the water. The moment of the shock, it was like a peerless sword intent.

About half an hour later, the clouds passed and the sky was clear, and a wisp of green sun hung obliquely on the mountain, reflected in the water, which was extraordinarily bright and bright, and the purple and red were general. An old man in a blue silk coat paced back and forth. Seeing him walking around, the young man in Huafu was not worried, and said, "Master, you can put your mind at ease." You have achieved great swordsmanship, what are you worried about this sword competition?" The white-eyed and long-bearded old man sighed and said, "I have been in retreat for more than 30 years, although I have realized a trace of mystery. This time I went south, but I was apprehensive. The man in gorgeous clothes, seeing that the old man was so cautious, restrained his smile. He only said secretly in his heart: "That person is really so powerful? Master's Taishang Yuanji Sword Technique is already the world's first-class swordsmanship." ”

After a while, the boat arrived at the ferry, and the old and the young went ashore. The old man instructed: "Jing'er, in addition to swordsmanship for the appointment between the teacher and that person, there is another thing you must not forget. When the man in Chinese clothes heard this, he solemnly replied, "Master, the apprentice remembers. The young man in the fancy costume was walking slowly with his head bowed, scratched in the face by a furry thing. The man in the fancy dress was furious, and when he looked at it, it turned out to be a golden monkey. The laundry woman by the river and the merchant who took the boat all laughed, and the man in fancy clothes was ashamed and scolded: "Where did you come from, the monkey, the master is going to skin you today." The monkey landed in a small boat and scratched his head. Seeing that this beast still dared to laugh at himself, the young man in the costume drew the sword at his waist. "Look where you're going, you plague god. ”

The monkey actually peed in front of people, and when he saw the man in fancy clothes coming, the monkey jumped on all fours, dodged a sword, and jumped to the next boat. One person and one monkey, five or six small boats rolled overturned. Although the monkey was nimble, he did not know the nature of water, and jumped on a wooden plank swinging on the surface of the water. The man in the Chinese costume slashed with a sword, and this little monkey would drown in the water if he did not die.

The sword light is like a rainbow, and a sword slashes. Suddenly, a splash of water rose from the river, like a dragon out of the water. "Why are you bullying my little monkey? Out of the water came a boy of eleven or twelve, with his bun combed. This boy is white and pure, and the man in fancy clothes has a good impression when he sees the whiteness of his birth. He smiled and said, "This monkey is not interesting, did you raise it?"

The boy in the water smiled and said: "I raised it, I can only bully it, why are you bullying?" The young man in Chinese clothes said angrily: "Since you are his master, then I won't trouble the monkey, what do you say?" The white-faced boy stuck out his tongue and said with a smile: "My little monkey decided fairly with you, and you couldn't take it even after more than 30 tricks." If I were you, I would slip away from you, so I wouldn't be ashamed. The young man in Chinese clothes was magnificent, and said: "You kid, talk nonsense." Master has to catch you today, let you taste the power of my "sword slap double strand". ”

"With you, you can't even catch grandpa's hair. The boy laughed and plunged into the water. The young man in Chinese clothes said angrily: "There is a kind of you don't get into the water." The boy saw that he did not know the nature of water, and that he was a landlubber, and he played in the water, which made him angry. Although the young man in Chinese costume was angry, he restrained his sword moves so as not to injure the boy by mistake. It is because although the young man in Huafu is strong in martial arts, there is nothing he can do about that boy. The young man in the Chinese costume jumped to his feet angrily and scolded: "Shameless boy, do you dare to show up?"

The boy seemed to be bored when he saw that the boy in the fancy clothes couldn't do anything with him for a long time. He got out of the water, crossed his hands on his hips, and said, "Come out, come out, I don't expect you to have a good move." But if you want me to come out and fight with you, I have a request. "The young man in Huafu has his own martial arts, and he didn't take that kid in his eyes at all. He was afraid that the boy would stay in the water, and when he came out, everything would be fine. "You say, what do you want?"

The boy's eyes fell on the long sword in the man's hand, and he said, "I can swim in the water, you can't, but you can use the sword, but I can't." So give me your sword, and I'll fight with you. The man in Chinese clothes laughed and said, "I don't need a sword, why should I give it to you?" This long sword is a great treasure among his master, and it must not be lost. The boy looked disdainful and said with a smile: "Seeing that you are as shy as a woman, you will learn to find trouble." I advise you to go home and see if your mother-in-law is still in bed?" The boy in a Chinese costume is handsome, and he hates the most in his life when others say that he looks. He threw the long sword to the kid and said fiercely: "If I don't open your ass today, I won't be surnamed Murong." ”

"So you're a female dragon, why can't you swim?" said the boy with a smile. Murong Jing was teased by Huangkou Xiaoer, how could he not be angry. He made a move to "show the way to the immortals", and he had to strike first when he performed light skills. Unexpectedly, that boy, with flexible skills, turned out to be a person who practiced martial arts, and his internal strength was not shallow. Murong Jing lost his sword, and his kung fu was clumsy, and he actually fought with the kid on an equal footing.

"You will also know these few kung fu, and let you see my swordsmanship. The boy laughed suddenly. The long sword in his hand was dotted dozens of times out of thin air, and the sword flowers danced wildly, like waves bursting open. The old man in blue silk didn't say a word from beginning to end, and suddenly said, "Three-element sword." When the boy heard this, he laughed and said, "Now you know how great your grandfather is?" The monkey also stood on the stump, clapping his hands and laughing, causing the crowd to laugh.

"Didn't your parents teach you manners? The old man spoke, clapping his palm. The young man in Chinese clothes was overjoyed when he saw this, he was tricked by this kid, he lost his sword, and his kung fu went to seventy or eighty percent. Although this boy's internal strength is low, his swordsmanship is superb, and the man in the fancy costume is panicked and has no way to dismantle the moves. It's just because of him that he recuperates on weekdays, rarely fights others, and often doesn't know how to use his moves in actual combat.

The old man floated away with his palm, and the palm wind was magnificent, forcing the little boy back a few steps. "Although your swordsmanship is powerful, your cultivation is not at home. I came from Sword Valley to find your master, where is your master?" The little boy was shocked when he heard the word "Sword Valley". He opened his mouth and shouted, "Since you are seeing my master, you have to break my most powerful swordsmanship before I take you there." The old man was not in a hurry, and said slowly: "Your master made the six-yuan sword back then, how many yuan are you the most powerful?"

The boy said in his heart: "Can't you beat this old guy with six yuan swordsmanship?" But today I have lost my prestige, and at least I have compared this person's apprentice." He smiled and said, "I can't cultivate swordsmanship, so I won't fight you." But my master has now cultivated at least to the ten-yuan Heavenly Pole Sword Technique, so I advise you to go back. ”

The old man just smiled faintly and said, "Don't say that the Ten Yuan Technique is your master, there should never be anyone in this world who has ever cultivated." Well, today I'm going to see your so-called ten-yuan sword. Although the old man said this, he was shocked in his heart. He glanced at Murong Jing, and a subtle look of disappointment flashed in his eyes. Although this boy was young, he made his disciples suffer a great loss. Before the master could compete, the disciple lost, and he had already lost.