Yang Xiongji smacked his lips and muttered in a low voice: "Second brother, you don't have the demeanor of a supreme grandmaster in these words, it is simply the level of heroes who rob houses and occupy mountains as kings on the rivers and lakes!"

Then he smiled, and changed his words: "But listening to my old Yang's ears, why do you feel so comfortable?"

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Ren Xichou bowed his head and said: "Although you can't hide it from the clear-eyed person, you can save a lot of trouble." ”

Vulgar and unreasonable, no one in his eyes, as soon as Liu Erye's last few words of martial arts came out, coupled with the deeds of wielding a knife to the supernatural power before, after tonight, I am afraid that the whole Beijing division will know that Liu Tugou, the captain of the black crow, is a brainless and reckless man who can only fight and kill, even if he has some ability, it is nothing more than that.

Liu Tugou waited quietly for a long time, and when he saw that no one was coming up again, and together with Ye Wanchen, he also retreated under the escort of the iron cavalry under his command, so he waved his hand and said, "It's all gone." ”

The black crows gathered around the big tent were ordered to salute, except for Ah Wei who had been reunited for a long time and the little medicine boy who was with him, the rest dispersed, but for some reason, Tan Shu, who had only been promoted from the Tiger Slave to the Flag Carrying Colonel not long ago, was still standing motionless, facing the northwest with a solemn expression.

Liu Tugou walked to Tan Shu's side and asked, "What?"

Tan Shu turned his head, and his little yellow face showed a little sadness: "My lord, my uncle Xian Xian who I have never met is gone, and his old man must be crushed, and when I came, my master also instructed me to collect the body of my uncle, which is good." ”

Liu Tugou saw that Tan Shu didn't have much sadness, so he didn't bother to say anything about the sorrow and change, and raised his hand and patted the thin and hard shoulder of this half-grown man: "Practice hard, and you can avenge him in the future, if you can't beat him, the second master will take the brothers to shoulder with you." ”

After he said it, he was curious: "The ancient way of cultivating qi is so magical? Since you have never seen your senior uncle, you know that it was your senior uncle who died so far away?"

Tan Shu nodded with great affirmation and replied: "I can't be wrong, although I am taking the path of forging the body and crossing the tribulation, and my uncle is the sword immortal, but the roots are the same, his old man's last sword is unreserved, it is clearly the sword of preaching unique to his lineage, I will never be mistaken." ”

"The Sword of Preaching?"

"Yes, I heard Master say that Uncle Shi's lineage has always been thin, and there are very few true inheritors in each generation, and the inheritance of the position of sword master is particularly harsh. Each generation of sword masters have a few disciples who have been cultivated since childhood, when the sword master is old and passes on the throne, he will condense the sword of preaching for the perception of lifelong cultivation into the body of the disciples who are willing to try, if it can't hold on, it will immediately be the essence of the Dao sword absorbed out, the end of the broken bones, if it can be supported, the natural cultivation will be greatly increased, and the successor will be the sword master, and the old sword master who used this secret method, the best result is also a great injury to the vitality, and even with this vein to determine the strong temperament, most of them are exhausted and turned into powder. ”

"Speaking of resolute strength, because every time one is killed, the Dao Sword will become more powerful, and sometimes, if there is a genius disciple who is recognized as a blue before the succession, this person is often ranked last, and the senior brothers of the same generation and the old sword master will generously die the sword to help him reach a higher level with their lives. This method is so dangerous and tragic that in the end, it often becomes a strong one-size-fits-all and a single line. Although I don't know why Uncle Shi and his old man used this secret method when fighting with life and death, since the opponent is not dead, the result can be imagined. ”

Speaking of this, Tan Shu glanced at the slaughtering knife that the second master had raised in his hand again: "It is said that there was once an extremely profound sword master, and only one disciple died when he passed on the throne, even if this one was already the strongest, there was still no possibility of success, and the old sword master was angry, and would rather break the Spring Thunder Sword as a token of the sword master into two pieces and abandon it in the wilderness, rather than leave it to the incompetent disciple who succeeded only because of the fruit. ”

Liu Tugou heard this and couldn't help but think of the truncated sword used when he was slaughtered and recast that day, the rune sword intent contained in the sword was clearly the artistic conception of the spring thunder and the revival of the earth, the fracture of the sword body was very smooth, I thought it was cut off by another sharp weapon, but I didn't want it to be broken by life!

Now I really met the main master, and Tan Shu, this kid didn't say it, but he understood it very well in his heart.

The second master's eyes were blazing, his face was not moving at all, and he changed the topic with a smile: "In this way, wouldn't the enemy who killed your uncle get the true inheritance of your family? ”

Tan Shu shook his head when he heard this: "Qi practitioners take the heart of heaven as their own heart, they are not burdened by ****, and they don't have too many views. Especially in the sword immortal lineage, it is even more necessary to break off the emotion, only the way and the sword, the uncle's skills are not as good as others, and he will die if he dies. The so-called true transmission, several disciples of the Tao will learn it without pulling it, in the final analysis, the sword of preaching is just a means to ensure that it will not be inferior to the next, as for what that person obtains, it is just the perception of my uncle alone, in fact, it doesn't matter. When I meet in the future, I can't say that I have to call a junior brother or a junior sister. ”

His little face suddenly wrinkled: "Although the atmosphere in the sect has been like this since ancient times, but I am still a little unhappy in my heart, after all, I heard from the master, Uncle Shi originally wanted to find Zheng Shudao to recover half of the spring thunder, and use the sword intent to help me survive the thunder tribulation, can't it be too heartless, right? I don't know if Uncle Shi has left any other true disciples, if there is someone who can't think of going to seek revenge, should I help?"

The other half of the spring thunder is in the hands of Zheng Shudao? At the beginning, Murong Xiaoniang'er said that she would take herself to intercept and kill this person, but she didn't want to meet Pei Dongting, who was also born in the West Lake Sword Palace, and fought a defeat for both.

Liu Tugou opened his mouth, a little ridiculous, and just about to ask carefully, he suddenly sighed softly, and turned his head to look at the big tent of the Chinese army.

Almost at the same time, a chuckle came from the big tent, ethereal and beautiful, like the sound of a phoenix flute, very pleasant: "I can listen to it, and I leaked my breath for a while." Second Brother Liu, don't come unharmed?"

This voice and this greeting, Liu Tugou was very familiar, and after being slightly stunned, he couldn't help grinning, walked a few steps quickly, and opened the tent.

Sure enough, in the center of the big tent, with his back to the door, there was a familiar figure, with a light purple dress, a soft arc at the waist, waist-length black hair as soft as silk, and three crystal jasper hairpins on the bun.

Hearing Liu Tugou enter the tent, the figure immediately turned around, fifteen or sixteen years old, melon seed face, Qiong nose and cherry lips, a pair of narrow Danfeng eyes, eyes flowing, isn't it the little Murong lady who has a black belly and is difficult to deal with, and is causing trouble everywhere.

A smile tugged at the corner of Murong Chunxiao's eyebrows: "I heard that the second brother is so powerful that you can hardly catch the sword of the Flying Immortal Guan Lord without dying, the little sister is overjoyed." ”

Liu Tugou smiled: "I was careless in the Zhending Palace, and I carried a shackle of luck, and I just used the magic power of Lu Jue to cut it off, and now although my cultivation has improved, I don't have the confidence to take the next knife." ”

After that, he suddenly pretended to be mysterious and asked in a low voice: "Sister, do you know where there is such a thing as luck shackles? There is a Zhenbeiding in the Zhending Palace, and there are other palaces and even the Imperial City? Your family is a saint's court, so you don't even have this kind of Laoshizi, right?"

Murong Chunxiao smiled dumbly: "What's the matter?

Liu Tugou nodded as a matter of course and said, "As long as it is beneficial to cultivation, why not memorize another one?"

Murong Chunxiao's expression became solemn when he heard this, he looked the black-clothed young man in front of him up and down, and sighed: "No wonder the second brother can be brave and refined to this point. Presumably, you haven't seen the Marquis of Zhenjiao? He is a great expert in this area, so why should you go far and near and far? Speaking of which, the 12th Fa Shan who went north with his back on the Buddha also took a similar path, and their Buddhism has never lacked such methods of self-abuse and penance. ”

"Buddhists? ...... you?"

Liu Tugou was a little surprised when he heard the meaning of Murong Chunxiao's words, no wonder Tan Shu's master Zhou Tieqi said mysteriously that this monarch and marquis were mavericks compared to any martial marquis of the current dynasty. Could it be that the marquis of the town prison who specializes in detention and killing is actually a monk?

Murong Chunxiao nodded, turned around and walked to the couch where Liu Tugou was lying and sat down, and said with a smile: "You will know when you see it." Speaking of which, the second brother chosen by the Hou of the Prison is really discerning, and the second brother also lives up to expectations, as soon as you enter Beijing, you are famous all over the world with magical powers in World War I, and the two peak grandmasters in World War II have disturbed the camp of the forbidden army. ”

Second Master Liu laughed when he heard this, and then walked to the couch, sat down next to Murong Chunxiao honestly and unceremoniously, and inhaled it gently, only to feel the fragrance in his nose.

"Sister Murong came to my village late at night, not just to catch up and say these compliments, right?"

Murong Chunxiao was not annoyed, he turned his head and glanced at the second master, his eyes flowed, and his eyebrows were lightly dyed with spring smoke.

"There is nothing else, Gongsun Long and Wu Ersan, the two world's top swordsmanship masters, are a battle of life and death, ordinary people may be ignorant, but it is not a secret in a small area. The little sister is also a flying sword, and she has heard the reputation of the ancient Qingzhou flying swordsmanship for a long time, and she is watching the battle from afar away from the city, and she doesn't want Gongsun Long to give up the sharpness of the flying sword, and she is fighting with the sword demon with the sword intent, and she is disappointed in her heart, and she just saw the second brother wake up, and she was so happy that she rushed to meet the old man. By the way, Ah Wei helped you find it, I don't know how the second brother thanked me?"

Gongsun Long entered Beijing, all the way to challenge the swordsmanship master along the way, almost with the black crow before and after, the two sides were only nearly seven days away, Liu Tugou and Tan Shu in front of the rush to hurry, faster than the speed of the spread of the news, because he had never heard of this, but he didn't know that Tan Shu's uncle was Gongsun Long.

Liu Tugou's heart shook when he heard this, in this way, even Tan Shu could sense the Spring Thunder Broken Sword in the Tu Xuan Knife, how could Gongsun Long, who had been in close contact with the second master, not know?

He didn't shy away from saying what he wanted to say.

Murong Chunxiao didn't care about the thank-you gift, she had just heard the secret of Tan Shu's sect, and at this time, she was also surprised when she heard about the origin of the Slaughter Sword and the Spring Thunder Sword, Rao was such a smart and spiritual person as her, and she couldn't figure out the key for a while.

Frowning for a long time, she blinked Danfeng's eyes and said meaningfully: "Gongsun Long is carrying more than the burden of revitalizing the sect. Not to mention the eldest princess's mansion behind him, although Gongsun Long is poor since childhood, but his ancestors are also broad, and the Gongsun family was originally the tribe of King Wucheng! Embroidered Chunwei is the old department of King Wucheng, and their relics should be cherished, he will give you part of the embroidered spring knife he collected, the original intention may not be to form a good relationship with you, after all, you were just a hundred horsemen who had just pulled up the team. Could it be that he had the will to die at that time, and he had the intention of supporting the orphan? After all, looking at the Great Zhou, the black crow and Xiuchun are the most similar. You may not know that the two battalions of Xiuchunwei were also originally composed of death row prisoners who were pardoned by Qi Ding. ”

The wonder of the world is often stunned, because it is not allowed to flee from the Jianzhou Jianlin family, "The General's Sword Dance Sword Song", Yu Yingmei's sword dance and the hanging embroidered spring knife under the eaves, and so on, can be described as unexpected and reasonable.

Liu Tugou couldn't help but think of the night in the Lingying Marquis Mansion, everyone had a secret identity and insistence, and it was also so treacherous and difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood.

He said with some puzzlement: "According to what you said, Gongsun Long used the sword of preaching to fight against Wu Ersan tonight, and he was obviously also supporting Gu, but with his current status of becoming famous and dominating one side, the cause of revitalizing the sect is far from being completed, why did he have the will to die?"

Although Liu Tugou was asking a question, he also understood in his heart that the answer to this question was probably only known to Gongsun Long himself. Maybe Yu Yingmei knows something? That strange woman born with a sword bone should be Gongsun Long's true disciple of the Dao, why was she abandoned and not used?

Murong Chunxiao shook his head: "Dead things like the Embroidered Spring Knife can be entrusted to Gu, but he is not the only one in the sect, Gongsun Long, he will not destroy the inheritance when he dies, what kind of Gu is it? In my opinion, it seems that he originally wanted to achieve Wu Ersan with one death." After all...... Tonight's battle was not Lu Jiewai himself, or even his disciples or other immortals, but Wu Ersan, a rootless duckweed with a clear background, which was really incredible. ”

She suddenly showed an interested look, and muttered: "The origin is clear, and there is no rootless duckweed...... I'm afraid that I can't do it accurately, and Lu Juewai rescued Wu Ersan from the hands of the remnants of the Xianger King, it doesn't seem to be a whim...... Later, Wu Ersan was favored by Wanliuzhuang...... Well, it's really interesting, but even if it's that one, it may not be able to make a character like Gongsun Long willing to die, right?"

Which one is that, Murong Chunxiao didn't say, but Liu Tugou was stunned in his heart, Wanliuzhuang...... You have to achieve your own magical powers to be qualified to enter Wanliuzhuang.

Murong Chunxiao glanced at Liu Tugou suddenly, his tone changed, with some ridicule, and he seemed to smile and said: "That little friend of yours is not an ordinary person, her surname is Yu, the Xuanwei King who is second only to Qi Ding among the Lord of the Western Expedition, and the first generation of Huaidehou Yu Da Yu!"

Liu Erye immediately became angry and took the case: "She is a good friend, aren't you a good old man?"

As soon as these words came out, both of them were stunned.

After a while, Murong Chunxiao came back to his senses, and he was already full of Xia Fei's cheeks and flowers.

I saw that Miss Murong got up slowly, the mist in her beautiful eyes rose, and she was already crying: "Second brother, where is the little sister old, don't you want to give up from the beginning?"

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