The words continued, and Su Ling and the others were amused and laughed loudly to relieve their sorrow for many days. Su Qingyue smiled and looked sideways, only to see that the young man had red lips and white eyebrows when he smiled, and his sword eyes were clear, and the appearance of the man in his heart gradually overlapped with him, and he didn't feel stupid after looking at it for a while. "Dare to ask where you are?"

Ling Jiange listened and looked back at the girl, and when he saw him, he couldn't help but blush, and replied, "I'm from Hehuang... Outside the Yanmen Pass, you Middle-earth people should not know..."(Note: Hehuang refers to the area where the Yellow River and Huangshui meet, in present-day Qinghai, Shaanxi. Yanmen Pass is located in present-day Dai County, Shanxi)

"Are you in Longyou?" Su Qingyue frowned and thought about it.

"You know?" Ling Jiange originally wanted the people of the Central Plains to relocate to their land, most of them died of old age, and it was difficult to see the beauty of the world in their lifetime, and he didn't want the girl to be knowledgeable, so he said strangely, "There are few people in the Central Plains who are as knowledgeable as you, hmm... That kid counts as one, and then it's you. ”

Su Qingyue praised him, didn't like it, but worried about it, and said in a low voice: "I'm not from the Central Plains..."

Ling Jiange paused for a moment and blurted out, "Then where are you from?"

"Have you ever heard of 'Nanzhao'?" Su Qingyue said lightly. Ling Jiange shook his head again and again, Su Qingyue sighed and said, "I'll talk about these words later, Ling Yun is a martial arts senior, you can't let him wait for a long time." Ling Jiange nodded, got up and walked away.

The young man strode outside the bamboo house, but when he saw the moon, the stars, the sparse trees, the silver snowbirds, the polyps, and the insects were silent, Lingyun Daoist had an open chest, an open back, a hairpin slanted, and a three-inch Han Feng who had just fallen to the ground with his left hand, but he held a three-foot bamboo sword in his right hand. The Taoist priest looked at him and said with a smile: "I will borrow you for a rotten iron." ”

Ling Jiange's face sank when he heard this, and that half of the "Shuo Han" was a relic of his father, and it was also passed on by his master, how could he tolerate the insults of others? The previous trace of favor for the Taoist priest vanished, and before he walked to the half of the broken bamboo, he pulled out the "Shuo Han" remnant sword inserted on it, and the broken sword was not sharp, and the sharpness was still not to be underestimated.

Lingyun Daoist seemed to see through his thoughts, his smile did not change, and he still stared at Ling Jiange, and his smile was meaningful.

Seeing this, Ling Jiange forcibly restrained his anger, held the broken sword in his hand, and swung it straight at the Taoist priest, and the sword light was like snow, and the cold was awe-inspiring. Lingyun Dao people looked chic, like a leisurely stroll, the blue light flashed on the right sleeve, and the blue shadow and green bamboo came abruptly.

The wind was sudden, and Ling Jiange was quick to attack, and the bamboo sword in front of him seemed to have long eyes, either stopping on his wrist or between his throats, and the three moves were to the point. Sometimes the young man even felt that the Taoist priest did not do anything, but just put the bamboo sword in a strange and tricky position, and took the initiative to send the vital point himself.

Ling Jiange thought of this, and a move suddenly changed in his hand: "The dragon fights in the wild", the sword is rigid and soft, the two are just strong, the power of the dragon is soft, and the two forces are intertwined, and the two forces are intertwined, which is in line with the "I Ching" kun hexagram "its blood is yellow". For a while, the sword became a yin and yang dragon battle, and the forced Lingyun Dao people took a step back, the latter showed joy, and the bamboo sword was straight and square, sometimes like a phoenix, sometimes like a strange snake making a shadow, the sword wind roared, and the surrounding bamboo was bent outward.

"The sword is rotten iron, but the sword technique is wonderful!" Lingyun Dao Ren Lang smiled, "I am like a traveler from afar, and I am sick in times of chaos. Where to wade through the mountains and rivers, I am ashamed to see the bamboo forest meditating people. ”

After a word, the bamboo sword in his hand shook the shadow, and the body gradually changed, Ling Jiange intuitively saw a flower in front of him, the Taoist priest staggered like a detainee, the tourist son was riddled with old diseases, but he trekked through the mountains and waded through the water, and the roof was not only gone, but the green mountains and beautiful water revealed the cornices and tiles, the ancient temple was like that, the meditation room in the temple was quiet, and an old monk crossed his knees into the treasure and was solemn.

Ling Jian Ge looked at the monk again, opened his eyes, revealing a cyan light, Ling Jiange hurriedly retreated backwards again and again, the scene suddenly disappeared, the tip of the Taoist bamboo sword had stopped a few inches in front of his pupils, if he hadn't hurriedly retreated, the bamboo sword didn't follow, just afraid that there would be a disaster at this moment!

"Kid escapes quickly!" Lingyun Daoist chuckled, retracting the bamboo sword in his hand and holding it in his hand, "Your swordsmanship is not bad, but you forced Poor Dao to take a step back, and come back again, Daoist priest still wants to see what tricks you have." ”

Ling Jiange's heart tightened when he heard this, and he only felt humiliated, Xiang Richu must do it, and breaking his long sword with his empty hand has made him lose his spirit, and now the Taoist priest's words made him doubt himself even more, "Am I really so weak?"

As everyone knows, this swordsmanship is peerless, and the people who can put it right with him and force him to move are only three or two, which sounds unpleasant, but in fact, it is clear and depreciating, and it is secretly praised, in the past, Zhou Qingshuang used all his strength, and the Lingyun Daoist people did not take off, and the high martial arts of the Taoist priest can be seen.

Ling Jiange was extremely ashamed and angry at the moment, and only felt that if he couldn't be ashamed today, he would have no shame to live in the world, raising his hand and waving his sword, and the "Flying Dragon Swordsmanship" trick poured out, and the "Wolf Mountain Wind and Smoke" started to open his swordsmanship, and the momentum was like prostitution, Yao went to the disease, bravely crowned the three armies, and the three swords stabbed the tail. Lingyun Dao people covet the sword to respond to the situation, and the sword flowers are overlapped, or like a green lotus out of the water and dancing in the wind, or like a proud plum Turui, the dark fragrance is floating, and the "Lotus Shadow Plum Fragrance" Taoism is naturally sprinkled and quite interesting.

The three swords of the young man were restrained, the sword was drawn, and then the sword was light, and the sword was light, and the four swords were stabbed and slashed, all of which were as light as flying flotsam, and the clouds were like poplar flowers, and Gu Yun's "willow catkins and poplars" were not only killed, but also hidden, and the tricks were gorgeous and had the softness of the south of the Yangtze River. The ancestors of the Ling family were not outsiders, but grew up in the ancient town of the water town, but because of the bad luck and the troubled times, it was difficult to find the peach source in the troubled times, and he had to leave his hometown. Therefore, in addition to Yanshan Flying Snow in the "Flying Dragon Swordsmanship", there are also such moves.

"This son's tenacity is a good material, and I will provoke him again. Lingyun Dao praised the sword move in his heart, and the young man realized that he was excited, and thought, "There is a chance to beat him!"

At this time, the empty mountain was silent, only the sound of the two swordsmanship spread far away with the wind, and the birds that were originally resting were also awakened at this time, and the sound of chirping came from far and near. Su Qingyue has been observing since she was just now, and her heart is agitated, not only because Ling Jiange's swordsmanship is like this, but also because she has found a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to observe Taoist swordsmanship, and the ever-changing sword intent has always impacted her mind, but she has realized more and more.

The two swords went back and forth, more than 30 moves have passed in a blink of an eye, at this moment, the osmanthus in the colorful forest shook down, and the sword wind was excited, and the volley swirled, and the Lingyun Dao people turned away, and the young man's sword momentum was restored, and he sang again: "People are idle, osmanthus flowers fall, the night is quiet, and the spring mountains are empty." The moonrise startles the mountain birds, and the song is in the deep stream. The bamboo sword picked up the flying osmanthus sword intent spontaneously, the young man looked sideways, but saw the osmanthus like snow, the valley was lonely, the cool moon fell silver, startled the birds flying all over the mountain, the Taoist sword shadow came like a flying sparrow, the ups and downs of the clouds, the Ling Sword Song has learned from the past, and now the sword circle is guarded in all directions

The sound of clicking was endless, and Ling Jiange was already struggling to resist the sword tide, not to mention the opportunity to counterattack, and for a while, sweat was like a stream, and the surface was like frost, and it was white. "How can this bull's nose be so powerful? At that time, there was no such pressure in the battle with that surnamed Chu, so it was not unjust to lose to him. ”

"Be careful!" Su Qingyue's exclamation came, Ling Jiange was suddenly startled, and the sword sound like a bird's cry sounded in his ears, and the Taoist bamboo sword lightly tapped on his shoulder, and then Lingyun Daoist laughed, and with a shake of his wrist, the bamboo sword flew out and pierced into the metasequoia, about a foot deep, and the end trembled, and the residual strength did not disappear.

"It's not fun, it's not fun!" Lingyun Dao said with a smile, "How can you not show the strength to fight with Yunling's rabbit cub, if you fight with that ruthlessness, maybe you can make this Dao show three points of strength, now hahaha, it's not enough to see." ”

Ling Jiange said angrily: "I am very grateful for you saving me before, but then you robbed me and wrapped me in front and insulted my father, I only want to do it with you, are you ashamed to do such a thing for a generation of Sword Sect in vain?"

"You are wrong in just one sentence, there are two places, the first is that the people of the world are poor, but it is not strange to steal chickens and dogs in order to survive, and the poor road does not feel that there is anything wrong, and second, if you say that the swordsmanship is excellent, the poor road is happy to accept it, but the word "sword sect" is good, and the poor road is not that cheeky. Lingyun Dao people played with Shuo Han's remnant sword and replied: "This sword is easy to use, poor Dao smiled, if you are not convinced, even if you come to take the day and night meridian for you to choose, but if you win, one and a half moves will be counted as your victory." Then he turned around and went into the house.

I don't know how long it took, just look at the east sky, a wisp of morning glow, dawn, silently come to the color forest, Lin Qingyan, brown water, blue sky, egrets through the clouds, five colors of brilliance, the clear stream in the river is slow and not alarming, the fish swim to the bottom and sink the scales, "bang" splash a crucian carp jumping out of the water, the sun shines through the water droplets out of the seven-color brilliance.

It wasn't until the light stung the young man's eyes that Ling Jian Geshi came to his senses from the words of the Taoist priest, and the corners of his eyes were red, and his hair ran wildly towards the depths of the colorful forest, howling arrogantly as he ran.

Su Qingyue looked at him like this, hesitated in her heart, and didn't know whether to catch up. "Before looking for him, I was determined to chase him, but when I got to the other side, how could I hesitate? Su Qingyue, Su Qingyue, what do you think? Don't you want to know the whereabouts of that person? What are you suffering for?" The girl asked herself, her face frowned, her feet tossing and turning, and her stomach growled in confusion.

"Let's go find something to eat first. Su Qingyue was going to forage for food, and suddenly put her worries aside, "Bring some food to him, it's always good to find a word to comfort him, well, I heard that the Taoist priest said that his package has not been retrieved yet, and the sword is also in the hands of the Taoist priest, and he will definitely not go far." But how could Lingyun Zhenren say such a thing? If he is greedy for money, with his skills, how can he be trapped by money and dragged in the mud?" The question in her mind flashed like a string of beads, and the girl thought for a moment, and walked briskly towards the morning glow.

When the sky is like a bow, it is like a flying arrow, an hour passes in the blink of an eye, Su Qingyue is in the end, I don't know where there is fruit to eat, it is easy to find it, and I don't know whether it is poisonous or not, so I turned around and was hungry and still found nothing, the girl came to the beach of the river branch to wash her face with water, and looked up at a small waterfall hanging upside down on a high cliff, splashing silver beads in the water, and the scenery was pleasant. Su Qingyue took a closer look and found that there were still some river carp falling with the waves, and sighed secretly in her heart for a while: "These fish are washed by the water, as if jumping from a height of several feet, as the saying goes, "carp leaping over the dragon gate" seems to be close, but carp is upstream, these fish are chasing downstream, although they are also fish, but they also seem to be a little more angry." ”

When she thought of this, she felt a burst of chagrin in her heart: "Qingying has lost all her knives, there is no blade on her body, if she is still there, why worry about not being able to catch fish to eat?"

Suddenly, a familiar shadow approached in the direction of Cailin not far away, Su Qingyue frowned, and when she got closer, her brows gradually relaxed, and her face was rejuvenated...

In the depths of the colorful forest, Ling Jiange's hands oozed blood and tears like rolling beads, and the surroundings were full of broken branches and bamboos, and the Shuo Han sword was obliquely inserted beside him, and the sword body was mottled.

"Master... What should I do? Master—" He knelt on his knees and looked up, although he was crying, but his voice was not like the howl of Fang Cai, but he only saw tears, and he didn't want others to know.

Lingyun Dao people held a gourd in their hands, and secretly followed him, standing on an apricot blossom tree and taking in everything. Xu Feng blew, but Ling Jiange had a tingling feeling on his face, he only hated himself for being incompetent, but he didn't want to lose and die, and he didn't know what to do for a while, so he had to vent all his anger on the dead things.

"Click" sounded, he split a piece of bamboo again, and the bamboo chips splashed on the young man's hand, but it hurt in the Taoist priest's heart-"Oh, the bamboo I brought from southern Fujian! My Suzhou osmanthus! Stinky boy, you dare... Hey, don't move that expensive one, tighten me..."Lingyun Dao muttered in his mouth, his heart was like a knife, and he was full of remorse, "Why didn't I stab this bastard to death... Ouch my alchemy furnace... Forget it, don't sell it, this stupid cow, when he realizes it, I'm afraid that this forest will become a white ground..."The Taoist priest kept speaking in his heart, his face was pale, his face was pale, he floated to the ground, there was no movement, Ling Jian Gewu vented his anger, slashed away with a sword, the white shadow flashed in front of him, Lingyun Daoist appeared in front of him, his right thumb and two fingers twisted Shuo Han's sword blade, and the young man held the sword with both hands, but he couldn't move at all!

"You bastard don't dare to find a poor way, but you come to bully the dead thing, it's really annoying. The Taoist priest said coldly, the voice was not finished, the young man roared out his sword and slashed at the Lingyun Daoist, the Taoist priest avoided it sideways, flicked his fingers, and the young man only felt the cold, and a huge force came from the broken sword, whirring and flying away. Ling Jiange only knew at this time that Shi had defeated him without using his internal strength at all, and this ability surpassed Chu Bixing several times!

"I thought you would be stimulated, and you would be unyielding, and come to me to fight for the sword, but unfortunately you are upright and easy to break, and things will be against you, you are a hunter, and you will die unswervingly, you are a good material, a good wood, and the poor road has not been able to teach you according to your aptitude, and you are in embarrassment, but you are not a famous teacher, this forest is destroyed, and it can be regarded as a report in the present world, alas..."Lingyun Dao shook his head and sighed, and gently threw the severed sword to him, and continued: "Wrapped in the house, the poor road has never been moved, if you want to go, take it." ”

Ling Jiange was stunned when he heard this, "Famous teacher, you... Will you take me as a disciple?"

"Thought. Lingyun Dao people are light and light, and said lightly: "Poor Dao idle clouds and wild cranes travel the world, look up to the mountains and rivers, lie down to see the flowing clouds, although there is no silk bamboo, the ears are messy, the orchestra is dumb, but after a long journey, I also want to find a mantle heir." ”

"That's... Then why are you looking for me? I'm so bad at swordsmanship... I didn't understand you... Are you so stupid that you are not afraid of ruining your reputation?" Ling Jiange asked.

"Heh, stupid, how many people are really smart in the world?" Lingyun Daoren sneered when he heard this, and sneered disdainfully: "The so-called smart people or have no relatives and ruthlessly slaughter Xiao Qiang, and their biological father can also cook within the wall, and his face will not change, just like Tang Zong and Han Zu, or strategize to win a decisive victory thousands of miles away, and the sword blade will ambush millions of corpses, like Zhang Liang and Han Xin, and at the very least, he can also be greedy for power and play tricks to fool Qianshou to drive wolves and feed tigers. ”

Ling Jiange nodded silently when he heard this, and said in his heart: "These are all amazing characters, the clouds and the sky change between the backhands, even if it is a shameless dog official, he can always use some means to drive the dogs to work for him." ”

"These are small wisdoms, but not great wisdom. Lingyun Dao people paused, looked out of the colorful forest, and the glimmer of light penetrated through the forest, and the forest was full of greenery.

"Then what is great wisdom?" Ling Jian Geqi said.

"Before the Warring States period, Li Bing ruled the water, Sui Li Chun built a bridge, Shu Han Kong Ming passed on the wooden cow Liuma, the Southern Dynasty Wenyuan compiled the Ming Almanac, Zheng Xuan turned to the sky, Zhang Heng moved the ground..."

The Taoist priest paced leisurely and said, "Most of the people who can practice the ultimate martial arts are not smart people, and seemingly smart people often do stupid things." Comprehension is indeed very important, but people have their own specialties, and it is difficult to describe them, and the poor road has never felt that your understanding is not high. ”

Ling Jiange was extremely excited when he heard this, and the Taoist priest praised him lightly, and it was very difficult to be able to disappear in his chest for a while, giving birth to a sky-high arrogance. But the thought flashed in his mind, and he suddenly hesitated: "I already have a master, if I change the court, I am ashamed to have no shame to meet the ancestor in the nine springs in the future." ”

"Why stick to the law?" Lingyun Daoren said with a smile: "The emperor does not bless Li Shu to be taken prisoner; the soil has no relatives and grains are difficult to collect, forcing the people to change their children and eat; the faint king creates evil, and the people suffer from displacement for no reason; the parents climb the dragon and attach the phoenix to the world, and they compete to send their daughters into the palace; it is difficult for corrupt Confucianism to be greedy and the poor family to produce noble sons, according to the poor Tao, it seems that the princes of heaven and earth are not enough to take the law, and the husband should be clear about right and wrong, how can he effectively sell his children and serve his mother, and lie on the ice to ask for the foolishness of the carp?"

"Who is the Taoist to teach the arts, you must bow three times and bow nine times and never change for life?" Lingyun Daoren said with a smile, "Wouldn't you be happy that you and I have forgotten our old friends, teachers and friends?"

Ling Jiange looked at the Taoist priest in front of him, floating in white clothes, he really had never felt like this, since his master respected the world, the humiliation suffered by the young man was far greater than the care, in order to protect himself, he used a cold face to cover that fragile heart, but at this moment, there was finally someone who appreciated him from the bottom of his heart, and even at the cost of destroying his reputation, he wanted to accept him as an apprentice, the cold shell of the young man finally melted, he unconsciously knelt down, the Taoist priest rolled his eyes, rolled up his robe, and shouted: "Don't kneel, don't kneel, you want to fold my life, right?"

Ling Jiange smiled and said, "Your old man, the sword immortal, will live a long life, how can you be afraid of losing your life?"

"Take back the old word, or the poor road will stab you to death. Lingyun Daoren scolded with a smile, "Go back to sleep!

Ling Jiange smiled very happily, picked up Shuo Han and strode towards the bamboo house, Lingyun Daoist looked at the remnants of the bamboo around him, frowned slightly, and suddenly laughed again, and said to himself: "A piece of bamboo, for a good apprentice, this deal is a good deal!" After that, he turned around and left, and suddenly let out a thin scream - "Oops, bamboo thorns!

On the rocky beach next to Yu Yueyuan, Su Qingyue looked at the man and smiled, "Are you injured?"

The man on the other side carried the food box and looked back at the girl, and it was the woodcutter Lao Li with a smile on his face, "Girl, are you hungry? I was about to go to Cailin to look for you." He carried the food box and said, "This is the steamed steamed bun with the best craftsmanship in our village, and there are some gruel and pickles." ”

"How do you know I'm there?" Su Qingyue frowned, Lao Li didn't dare to hide the situation and tell him about yesterday, and the girl smiled bitterly when she heard it, "Uncle Li has you for it." ”

Lao Li looked at her and laughed like he was fascinated, and hurriedly said: "Don't bother, don't bother, girl, what is this to save my life? Uncle will bring it to you every day in the future. ”

"How can this work?" Su Qingyue said with a smile, "But the little woman is really embarrassed, right, do you have needlework at home?

Lao Li was stunned for a moment and said: "Okay, I won't stay much longer with that girl, and I haven't done any farm work, this pot of wine, you bring it to the immortal Taoist for me, thank you for saving you and me yesterday..."

"That's nature. Su Qingyue took the food box, only to feel that it was a lot of weight. The little girl took her leave. The girl smiled and turned to leave, and the woodcutter looked at the shadow and gradually moved away, and his eyes were sad for a long time...