Playing on Mount Hua, occasionally having fun, but also a few times more skillful, or carrying a pot to drink, so a few days later, and Ling Hu Chong and other disciples are more familiar.

In the early morning of this day, after watching the sunrise on Chaoyang Peak, Lin Pingzhi said to Linghu, who was accompanying him: "I have been swallowing dates for a few days, and I can finally take a look at the scenery of Huashan, but I heard that the Jade Girl Peak is at the top, and there is a cliff that has been thought of, Brother Linghu, why don't we go to the cliff today?"

When he went to Huashan this time, the main reason was to think about the cliff and have a look.

He didn't care much about the Wuyue sword moves carved in the secret cave in the cliff and the way to crack them, but the wind that had been living here for decades was what interested him.

Seeing that he had been visiting Huashan for several days, he waited for an opportunity to raise the matter.

Ling Hu Chong smiled bitterly: "That place is the place where the disciples of this sect are punished against the wall, it is tantamount to a prison, what can I see?"

Lin Pingzhi: "But where there is a mountain, relying on its height, overlooking thousands of miles, there is always a unique scenery." ”

Linghu said: "Okay, since Brother Lin likes it, then let's go up and take a walk." ”

They immediately returned from the East Peak, and on the way, they greeted the Huashan disciples they met, and immediately climbed the Jade Girl Peak.

The peak is high and the road is dangerous, but for those who practice martial arts, it is not too difficult to walk, and the two of them walk lightly and strongly, and soon reach the top.

Thinking about the cliff, the grass and trees do not grow, the birds do not come, only the sea of clouds outside the cliff is misty, and the breeze is whistling.

Lin Pingzhi looked around and said with a smile: "Ha, this place is very good." ”

Linghu Chong scratched his head, in this ghost place, there is not a single hair, he really can't think of anything good.

Lingyun is at the top, the air is still cold in June, Lin Pingzhi is facing the cold wind, watching the clouds and the sea of waves, overlooking the vista, the pride is full of shapes, he stared at Ling Hu Chong with blazing eyes, and said: "Brother Linghu, the wind here is clean and elegant, which makes people feel more interested, so let's learn a few tricks." ”

Linghu Chong said: "My martial arts are low, where is Brother Lin's opponent?"

Lin Pingzhi said: "Let's learn and communicate, it is to deliberate and practice, to see each other's strengths, but also to understand the defects, in order to improve ourselves, and not to be brave and ruthless, not to mention that the point has nothing to do with the level of martial arts." ”

Linghu Chong said: "Then Brother Lin is not allowed to laugh at my humble skills. ”

Lin Pingzhi: "Where to say." ”

Linghu said: "Look at the move." ”

As he spoke, a sword was already unsheathed and stabbed diagonally.

Lin Pingzhi said with a smile: "Haha, Brother Linghu is modest, but his subordinates are not slow. ”

With a move in his hand, he struck the hilt of the sword, and then swung the blade of the sword before the sword was unsheathed.

Ling Hu said: "Treating a master like Brother Lin, naturally you can't tacitly abide by the old rules, you can only take it by surprise." ”

The focus here is on communication, not for winning or losing, so Lin Pingzhi's move is very reserved, standing still, and letting Linghu Chong's long sword attack, he should be recruited back to defend.

There is his hand to feed the move, so that the fox Chong sword like the wind, to show the Huashan faction swordsmanship exquisite, in a moment, that is, ten swords and a hundred swords, the sword shadows are one after another, the sword light is dense like rain, but none of them can break through the defense, many Huashan swordsmanship is unfolded, all of them are broken.

After fighting for a long time, Ling Hu Chong noticed that his strength was not enough, so he stopped his hand, put away his sword, took a breath, and sighed: "Brother Lin's swordsmanship is perfect, I really ...... I really can't find any flaws, alas! When I saw Brother Lin kill Yu Canghai in Hengshan City, I felt that your swordsmanship was powerful, and I felt it myself today, only to know that it was not only powerful, it was almost a miraculous skill, compared with you, the swordsmanship of my first disciple in Huashan, it was simply a roadside juggler. ”

Lin Pingzhi comforted: "How can there be any perfect swordsmanship in this world? It's just that my skills are a little higher, and I also have some comprehension in swordsmanship, and I just bully people with power, so that Brother Fox doesn't have to be arrogant." ”

Linghu Chong sighed: "Brother Lin is humble, alas, the sword technique of warding off evil spirits...... Evil Sword ...... It's really a miracle. Brother Lin has practiced such a swordsmanship, I'm afraid that the family master will take action in person, and I can't help you,"

Lin Pingzhi said with a smile: "Master Yue's skills are mellow, and the same swordsmanship is very different if he uses it, such as the move just now......"

Then they began to discuss the tricks of the talents, and as they spoke, they also deduced the trials again from time to time.

So until the sun hangs from high and gradually hangs westward, the sea of clouds outside the cliff, the clouds have long been dissipated, only in the distance between the peaks and trees in the shade there is still a little bit of residual brewing, the cliffs are precipitous, the blue forest of the cangyan, the scenery of thousands of miles, all at the feet, the view is different and heroic.

Ling Hu Chong smiled: "Oh, this chat, it's just a few hours, I'm hungry and thirsty, Brother Lin, it's time for us to go down to the peak." ”

Lin Pingzhi looked around, pondered for a while, got up and walked to the edge of the cliff, and said with his back hand: "Brother Linghu, I see that the environment here is elegant, just suitable for cultivating the mind and cultivating qi, and it is a place to practice. ”

Linghu Chong was taken aback: "Ah? You want to live here? What is there to live in this hellish place?"

Lin Pingzhi turned around and smiled: "Brother Linghu is active by nature, naturally he doesn't like this place, but I am just the opposite, I have a quiet personality, and this place is just right for me." ”

Ling Hu Chong looked at him and sighed: "It seems that Brother Lin has made up his mind, so I won't persuade you more." ”

Lin Pingzhi said with a smile: "Thank you very much, but the mountains here are high and cold, and there are no birds, insects and ants, so I need to order Brother Fox to send someone to bring me something to eat every day, otherwise, I'm afraid I won't be able to stand it for two or three days." ”

Ling Hu Chong also smiled and said: "Haha, that's natural! If Lin Shaodart, who is famous in the rivers and lakes today, starves to death here, then wouldn't my Huashan faction make people laugh and lose their big teeth?"

Seeing Linghu Chong's figure go away, he quickly went down to the top of the cliff, Lin Pingzhi practiced his swordsmanship twice by himself before entering the "Siguo Cave" next to him, and sat on the big stone that had been punished by the Huashan Sect for hundreds of years.

Looking around left and right, he saw three vigorous inscriptions on one side of the stone wall, "The wind is clear".

The first glance of the gaze pulls the mind.

Lin Ping stepped forward under the stone, and gently stroked the three-character stone carving with one hand, as if touching the skin of the most beautiful woman.

The words are ordinary, but between the lines, there seems to be a sharp sword lurking in it, and after reading it, the sword rushed into the eyes, and even more into the soul.

At this moment, the wind outside the cave stopped, there was no stone wall in front of him, all thoughts were empty, everything was occupied by the sword in the stone wall inscription, between body and mind, there was no other sword.

Vaguely, there was a sense of intention, and it came naturally.

......

Night falls.

Ling Hu Chong, who was sleeping peacefully, suddenly felt tight, as if someone had grabbed the back collar, and he was uncomfortable, he wanted to struggle, but no matter the internal force of his hands and feet, or his eyelids and mouth, he couldn't make half of his strength, and the whole person was hanging and sinking.

Suddenly, he felt his body loosen and sat on the ground, and then, several acupuncture points on his body were hit, and his eyes opened.

When I opened my eyes, the moon was in the sky.

Under the moonlight like water, a cyan figure in front of him is dancing with a sword, moving and undulating, the sword light is shining, full of a kind of freehand and natural chic look.

Before he knew it, he was immersed in it.

In a trance, the man stopped his sword, his eyes darkened, and he lost consciousness.