"How is she?", Yang Ze looked at the chess saint Cao Yunzi with a solemn expression. Cao Yunzi and the black heron chess pieces slowly fell into the flag basket on her side from Ye Qingxuan's Quchi acupoint, the old woman Han Yao crossed her knees to adjust her breathing, wow, she opened her mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, just after devouring the soul, she herself was hit by some, and the breath was finally smooth, she looked at the young master of the palace, her face was pale, and the blood from the gunshot wound on her body was gushing out, since she entered the palace, this is the first time she has seen Yang Ze so nervous.

"The meridians of her whole body were reversed, and the nine major acupoints were cut off by the hand knife Gangqi, whether she can survive depends on her creation, I have used a heron to protect her heart veins."

In the breeze, Wei Zhongcheng squatted on the hill where Yang Ze was standing just now, looking at Yang Ze's nervous expression, stunned.

At that time, he was in his prime, and he studied Panyue Hongdu Sect Study, debated Buddhism, Confucianism and Taoism, and Hongdu Sect Sect learned 30,000 scholars in the stands, and the audience was full of applause. Just when he was in high spirits, at a glance, he saw a girl in Tsing Yi under the stage, just like now, she looked at this talented poor student with concern, and her clear eyes were full of infinite tenderness.

On the way back, the woman in Tsing Yi stopped him with a book bag on his back, she had been studying in Hongdumen for three years, and she was independent, and it was the height of the cold.

"You like me?"

"Hmph, are you so confident?", a flash of joy flashed in her eyes, but her face was indifferent.

"Well, your eyes betray your heart", the talented scholar holding a yellowed scroll in his hand, said plainly, it was a pair of beautiful eyes that made the world jealous, and the streamer turned.

Her haughty expression suddenly disappeared without a trace like an eggplant in autumn frost. Her face was crimson, she lowered her head shyly and rubbed a pair of Qianqianyu hands, hesitated for a long time and turned away angrily.

He is a high-minded person.

She was cold and arrogant.

The two of them took a boat for the first time to cross Lake Thur, and the shore was also a dense bamboo forest. The piano, chess, calligraphy, and painting have been fighting for three years, and they have won and lost each other, and she is stubborn to beat him, but she is always slightly inferior.

Later, he went to the Tiger Benfeng Palace and became the head of the civil service, Qiji Temple, but she still stayed in Hongdumen to learn and became the first female priestess.

Later, Xiang Tuo Tieqi invaded Hongdu Gate School and slaughtered 30,000 scholars, and she also disappeared......

"If there are so many masters of the rivers and lakes, I'm afraid this mountain will never be able to climb again", Ding Wei sat cross-legged on the ground and muttered, Wei Zhongcheng shook his feather fan and looked into the depths of the bamboo forest.

A few drums in the forest, three hundred horses turned out on the hillside, blocking their way, the "Lu" word Wang Qi unfolded with the wind, more than 100 ironclad war horses picked the bell silently, the first general was the partial general Wang Mi, surrounded by Han Yin, the son of King Lu.

Han Ren's horsewhip pointed at them, and more than 300 Huizhou iron horsemen rushed down the hillside, dusty, and the saber was unsheathed.

"Lingguan Summoning Ghost Talisman", Wei Zhongcheng already had three more pieces of yellow paper painted with strange Taoist charms in his hand.

Wei Zhongcheng recited words, and drew extremely complex and difficult spells in the sky, which were Taoist talismans.

Under the carriage, three silver iron armors came out from under the carriage, and it turned out that they had been attached to the carriage, Wei Zhongcheng's killer weapon.

The invulnerable silver iron armor is different from the battle of the Tongou River, and it is full of Taoist strange words and Taoist charms, like tadpoles swimming in the silver armor, looming.

On that day, three silver iron armors and three top first-class masters slaughtered more than 100 iron horsemen, and the prince of Lu was cut off his eggs and thrown into the dense broken bamboo roots, and he wore a cold heart.

As the sun set, the blood and remnants of more than 100 corpses reflected half of the sky......

The water of the Yongjiang River is mighty, and two two-story boats with fine lacquer vermilions drifting down the river. On the current two-story boat, a young man's face was a little pale, he licked his lips, pulled up the white sable robe that was about to blow off, and looked at the mighty eastward water in the distance. Behind him stood a woman in yellow and a woman in green clothes. Although it is a dry season, the upper reaches of the Yongjiang River are meltwater from the snow-capped mountains of Dazhou, and the water potential is still turbulent. On the river, small wooden boats and light boats drifting by. The fishing boat that passed, the cabin was full of fish and shrimp jumping around, this Yongjiang River is rich in thin and bright body, fine scales and small belly, snout short round protrusion, shaped like a sharp knife of small fish, small six or seven inches, big one foot long, often swim to the sea, often swim back to the river, a prosperous weather.

Mai slightly yellow, the long saury, two four-year-old children on the fishing boat, looking at the barn full of saury, clapped their hands and cheered, and the weather-covered fisherman straightened his waist and showed a rare smile.

On the mink of the rattan chair of the building boat, Ye Qingxuan's handsome face looked a little haggard, and she snuggled up to the guardrail with her head drooped, looking at the swordfish that jumped out of the river, just like a koi in the Leaning Moon Lake. Her rivers and lakes were not like this originally, and when she first entered the rivers and lakes, she met a six-year-old mysterious boy who was a life-threatening master of the celestial realm. As soon as the ghost door was closed, half of her life was in it, and she didn't seem to have eased up.

"Miss her?", Yang Ze walked over and held Ye Qingxuan's snow-white and delicate shoulders, and comforted softly.

"Woo, it's been more than a month, and I don't know how Sister Liu is doing?", she lifted her hair that was blown by the river breeze.

"Don't worry, with the protection of Cao Yunzi, the chess saint of the Exploration Realm, I'm afraid that the Celestial Realm can't help the three hundred and sixty-one black heron chess pieces. Besides, the Demon Sect Fairy Han Yao has already told him the path of the Medicine King Valley, so it's okay."

The chess saint is hidden in the rivers and lakes, and this reappearance turned out to be for Liu Ruyi. Liu Ru was originally the princess of Ziqi country, was plundered in the war, and fell into Jiangzhou Qinglou, this time the chess saint Cao Yunzi was entrusted by the lord of Ziqi country, one step earlier, otherwise Liu Ru is afraid that he will not be able to return to the sky. When she was three years old, she was hit by a kind of naphtha, if she didn't release the poison in time, and finally the whole body was as stiff as a stone, and the skin fell off layer by layer and died, this poison is made of a mixture of 1,000 kinds of highly toxic Cordyceps, the ordinary antidote to the Jun medicine, the drug attack, the poisoner is also a life, only the medicine king of the medicine king can remove this poison in the world, the chess saint sealed Liu Ruyi's nine acupoints, and drove her to the medicine king valley.

Flying Knife Ding Wei competed with Heisha for internal strength, died of exhaustion, sat on the ground before dying, picked up the wine gourd handed over by the monk Ziyi and drank it all, he wore a hole in his stomach, and the wine was spilled all over the ground. Yang Ze promised him that in the future, he would send the flying knife stunt of "Flying Immortals Outside the Sky" to the Flying Sword Gate, and Ding Wei ended up laughing.

This is the rivers and lakes, people die for money, and birds die for food.

The rest of the people were injured, the carriages and horses were bumpy, and it happened that under Zhugong Mountain was the Yongjiang River, and down the river was Jingzhou, and everyone in the palace simply changed to take the boat that was dispatched.

Longxia Stream, a towering mountain is split from the middle, ghostly axe.

The boat goes down the Yongjiang River, passes through the Longxia Stream, the mountains on both sides are shrouded in a layer of light veil, the shadow is sufficient, in the ethereal clouds and smoke, it is close and far away, if it is about to leave, it is like a few light inks, smeared on the horizon. The south side of Longxia Stream is Wudang Mountain, the north side is Wangting Mountain, and the downstream is the famous Jixia School Palace of the Dynasty. During the war of the Seven Kingdoms, two-thirds of the politicians who traveled from various countries came from the Jixia School Palace, and one-third came from the Panyue Hongdu School. In its heyday, the school palace had accommodated hundreds of schools of thought, bringing together nearly 10,000 talented people, scholars argued with each other, reprimanded, absorbed, at that time, the school palace was located in Dongyue, allowing the students of the school palace to "not govern", "not to hold office and talk about state affairs". Taoism, Confucianism, law, fame, soldiers, agriculture, yin and yang, light and heavy, a hundred schools of thought contend, a hundred flowers bloom. There are countless kings and generals of various countries, and the guests of the Jianghu family who come from the school palace. Needless to say, when the head of the civil officials of the dynasty, the crown prince and the emperor Fang Xiaomu went from here to the position of the auxiliary minister of the dynasty. Before the Xiangtuo Dynasty completed the hegemony, the Guanlong nobles, Jiangdong Haojie and the children of the Jiangnan nobles were all proud to enter the Jixia School Palace.

A holy place of Taoism, a forbidden place of martial arts, and a great achievement of Confucianism.

A flat boat floated from the right side of the boat, and there was a young man standing on it, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, red lips and white teeth, and a boy behind him carried a sword, the hilt of the sword was like flowing amber, round like water, and the sword was engraved with small characters with a fly's head: Liuying.

What is surprising is that there is no captain on the flat boat, and he is going up the current under the urging of the young man's internal force.

The world's martial arts are only fast and unbreakable.

The young man in the robe, said that it was too late, it was fast, the flowing firefly sword came suddenly, moving like a frightening wave, flying up and down, behind Yang Ze Luo Zi had been on the battlefield for a long time, and he had long expected that the arrival would not flash, but unfortunately this river is not as good as the land, and there is no place to hide.

Blue Blade out of the sheath.

In the battle of Zhugong Mountain, Yang Ze observed the Juque swordsmanship of Xishu Jiantang left and right, and he had already figured out some tastes in the past few days, and the gunshot wounds on his body had already scabbed under the effect of the elixir of Niutou Mountain. Coupled with the assistance of Niutou Mountain's uncle Zu Jindan, Yang Ze felt that his internal strength had increased greatly in the past few days, and his qi was circulating, and he had already reached a higher level, and the Qingfeng Sword had five pearls shining and shining at this time.

Yang Ze quickly pulled out a sword in his right hand, it was the sword drawing technique of the Juque Yin and Yang Sword, the young man turned around in the air and dodged this sharp void sword, he didn't expect Yang Ze to be able to draw the sword of Xishu Jiantang.

The river was stirred up by Qingfeng Jiangang with waves several feet high, and the carved railing of the building boat collapsed a large section, and the splashing water soaked everyone's clothes, but fortunately, Qingmo and Huangyi were quick to hold up the tassel Qingluo umbrella to cover Ye Qingxuan and Yang Ze to avoid getting wet.

On the first floor of another building ship, hundreds of horse-chopping crossbows were pointed at the flat boat, and a salvo was fired, and the sound of the crossbow chamber "swishing" was endless.

Back then, the Cangbei Iron Cavalry suffered from the crossbow of cutting horses, this kind of weapon with huge lethality, which really surprised the young man, not to mention the guards with swords in their sleeves, the two maids on the side of the young master of the Yang family were extraordinary, not to mention the hundred crossbows aimed at themselves. Originally, the water potential here is very great, the flat boat took advantage of the momentum to shoot out, the crossbow arrows of the horses all fell into the river water, the flat boat with the help of the water potential, disappeared at the end of the river sky in an instant, looking back, a piece of building boat Zhu Railing wooden plank nailed into the cabin, clanging sound.

On the wooden board, nine words were written with a sharp blade, "Yang Family Qingfeng Sword, but that's it."

Yang Ze chuckled and kicked the plank into the raging river.

"What a powerful flowing firefly sword", Yang Ze Qingfeng returned to the sheath and stroked his palm and exclaimed, "The old sword god is right, the sword moves can sometimes make up for the lack of internal strength. The Nangong family on the rivers and lakes is the originator of the fast sword, a set of broken thunderbolt swordsmanship down, the fall is colorful, the tide is stacked, like the galaxy is about to turn, and thousands of sails are dancing.

The people on the boat look at the railing, the sun sets, the river is sparkling, the afterglow of the sunset is like igniting the river, red and hot, the boat is along the Yongjiang River, sailing out of the Longxia Stream, the nine-storey Bozhong Pavilion on the shore in the distance, many people in the world sharpen their heads and climb up, it is really to the top of the mountain, but there is a feeling that the height is unbearable cold, the biting cold.

Tsing Yi climbed to the top of the school palace, who has been in the middle of the house for a thousand years.