Twenty-two Wudang under the moon
Everyone was puzzled by Zhang Zhi, and they all suddenly realized, Qin Liangyu said happily: "As the whole egg Dao chief said, if we wait until the sun is in the west and go out of the city in the afternoon, we can see the road in the fog?"
Zhang Zhigan: "Not really, there is also a strange thing about this fog, that is, it tends to gather towards the city wall, if people walk from outside the city to the city, this fog will make way for you in your direction, but if you go from the city to the outside of the city, the fog will surround with every step, so that it will become thicker and thicker." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć infoIt is precisely because of these two characteristics that this fog has turned Suining City into a gluttonous monster, and it is only allowed to enter but not to leave. ā
Qin Liangyu first showed a sad face, but then smiled heartily and said: "This Dao Elder is really alarmist, let's not think about it so much, anyway, this fog will dissipate in a few days at most, and there is enough grain and grass in the city, so it can survive these few days." The top priority is to find Zhang Xianzhong lurking in the city, and then you can rest easy. ā
At this time, everyone didn't pay attention to this fog, and after hearing what Qin Liangyu said, they all settled down, talked and laughed for a while, and Liu Ru led Qian Lu and the soldiers of the Lu family to find a place to stay.
Zhang Zhinan sighed, as if he couldn't bear it, shook his head, and said secretly: "The hunter is coming, and the prey doesn't know it yet." When it was time to hunt, the scene was miserable, it can be imagined, but now it is no longer conceivable, and how many people will be saved will be counted as a few people. ā
He is a martial arts immortal, and he is most helpless about such an invisible, mysterious and unpredictable means as Snow Lotus, so he is full of worries and keeps up with the footsteps of his predecessors.
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Ye Fuxiang screamed, woke up from a dream, numb hands and feet, night sweats all over his body, his heart beat like a galloping horse, and his mouth was dry like fire.
"What time is it?" the thought crossed her mind, and she sat up and looked around, trying to discern it, but the place was completely dark, and she could not see anything, even though she tried to concentrate.
With a "brush" sound, someone lit a candle and walked towards her.
"What's the matter? Are you dreaming again?" said the man.
Ye Fuxiang narrowed her eyes to reduce the light that entered her pupils, and saw the person's face clearly.
It was a thin young woman, about fifteen or sixteen years of age, with bright eyes and dark eyes, but a very cold expression. Her face was covered with black mud, covering her original skin, but from her small hand holding the candle, her skin was delicate and white, and it was estimated that she was originally quite beautiful.
"Sister Withered!" Ye Fuxiang remembered her name.
"Shhh With that, she handed over a dry object. Ye Fuxiang looked down, it was half a pancake.
"No...... Thanks, I'm not hungry, sister, you can eat by yourself. Ye Fuxiang was already dry-mouthed, how could he eat it, so he immediately excused himself.
The girl showed a warm smile, like the first snow melting, the rain has passed the sunny, stretched out her finger and gently scraped the bridge of her nose, and said: "It's so big, I still won't take care of myself, in case my sister dies one day, I'll see what you do." ā
"Sister Withered, you have such a great ability, how can you die?" Ye Fuxiang exclaimed.
Ye withered back to that indifferent look, and said lightly: "People will eventually die, and there are countless masters in the rivers and lakes, like your sister's martial arts, but they are just ordinary characters, and ten or eight die every day." ā
"Sister, in my mind, your martial arts are the most powerful. For example, the trick you teach me every day is a bloody net, and I can't practice it. Ye Fuxiang gestured with his little hand.
Ye Kuling smiled bitterly: "This is the most powerful trick of our Blood Sword Sword Sect, you are only eleven years old now, I will teach you now, it's too early...... If it weren't for my sister's eagerness to avenge my master, it is estimated that I would have to wait a few years before passing it on to you. ā
When Ye Fuxiang heard this, her heart was depressed, and she muttered: "Take revenge every day, sister, you are so beautiful, marry a good husband, can't she avenge you?"
Ye Weiling knocked on the door of her head and said, "At such a young age, there are so many ghost ideas." ā
Ye Fuxiang stuck out her tongue, but she was not angry, but covered her mouth and snickered heartlessly.
Ye Weiling sighed lightly and said, "This is our sect's own business, and we can't affect others...... Besides, our enemy's martial arts are extremely high, and no one in the world is his opponent. ā
"Then what revenge is there? It's better to wait for him to die when he is old?" Ye Fuxiang retreated.
"No, that person practices the Taoist method of self-cultivation, but I am afraid that he will live longer than you and me. Ye Wei was stunned, and after a while, her eyes became cold, and said: "That's why I made this decision, dressed up in rags, pretended to be a homeless girl, and went to Wudang." Even if you are a slave or a handyman, you have to find an opportunity to kill that guy to take revenge. ā
Ye Fuxiang thought for a while, and suddenly asked: "Sister, I heard that Wudang is full of Taoist priests, can't it be that you can take in women?"
Ye Weiling's face changed greatly, he frowned and thought for a while, and then said with a sad face: "I didn't take this into account, I can't do it, it's hard to ride a tiger now, so I can only bite the bullet." ā
"I'm dizzy!" Ye Fuxiang's body shook and almost fell off the box.
The two hid in the carriage heading to Wudang Mountain, and after a bumpy journey, they finally came to the foot of Wudang Mountain.
At this time, it was the middle of the night, the owner of the carriage stayed at the inn, and the carriage stopped in the stable, the smell was very bad, the leaves withered and turned over and over and couldn't sleep, so he simply gritted his teeth and said: "Fuxiang, don't sleep, let's go to Wudang Mountain today and sleep at the gate of Zhenwuguan." Maybe Li Dao thought that the two of us were sincere, and it was unknown if we were accepted into the view. ā
Ye Fuxiang has always been very aggressive, and she actually slept very soundly in the smell of horse drowning, and was woken up by Ye Withering at this moment, and she was confused, and followed her out of the carriage with sleepy eyes, and walked towards Wudang Mountain.
At this time, the dark clouds covered the moon, there was little starlight, and there was no sound except for the sound of insects around, and the two of them walked cautiously towards the Wudang Mountain that stood in the dark.
Although the two of them had dark eyes, they were young and healthy after all, and the high and low rocks on the road could not make it difficult for them, so they soon came to the halfway point of the mountain. Suddenly, the two of them heard a soft whisper from the side, and hurriedly tiptoed in the direction of the voice.
Under the dim starlight, a pavilion appeared in front of the two people, in the pavilion sat two people, one of them had white hair and a tall body, like an old man, and the other was young and handsome, like a common chivalrous man in the martial arts.
The young chivalrous man said, "Third brother, how is the progress of what the palace master ordered you to do?"
The old Taoist said with a blank expression: "I want you to call me Liu Yunjian." ā
The young knight nodded and said, "Okay, third child." ā
Lao Dao was still demented and said, "Thank you, Brother Xiao Yan." ā
The young knight said again: "You're welcome, the third child." ā
Lao Dao was stunned for a long time, and suddenly frowned slightly, and said, "Either call me Sword Xiao Palace Envoy B, or call me Liu Yunjian, what is this third child?"
Xiao Yan said: "Didn't you call Zhang Sanfeng before? and you look older than me, so I called it that." The tone was quite reasonable.
Lao Dao glared at him, and a milky murderous aura suddenly rose on his body, Xiao Yan laughed, and said, "Okay, Liu Yunjian, let me ask you, can you finish the things assigned to you by the palace master?"
Liu Yunjian said lightly: "It's being done, don't be anxious if you tell him." ā
Xiao Yan scolded with a smile: "You are such a slow son, I don't know when it will be done." If you don't be more active and complete more tasks, the true spirit will not know that the Year of the Monkey will be able to recover. ā
Liu Yunjian still said slowly: "Although my endless body can live longer, after all, my lifespan is limited, and unlike your Weiyang body, my body and mind have become monsters. If I don't pay attention to the way of self-cultivation and calm down, I am afraid that I will die in another hundred years. ā
Xiao Yan snorted coldly and said, "You are so high in kung fu, no one in the Sword Xiao Palace is your opponent, but you always do things ineffectively, which makes the palace master quite cold." ā
Lao Dao sighed and said: "The things in the world don't all depend on fighting, killing and killing, and sometimes no matter how high the martial arts are, it is useless. ā
Xiao Yan was silent, and seemed to agree with Liu Yunjian's words. After a while, he stood up suddenly and said, "Then I won't bother, you can follow your steps and take your time." ā
The Ye Fuxiang sisters listened to it for a long time, completely confused, seeing that the conversation was over, they just wanted to leave quietly, but suddenly saw Xiao Yan wave his hand, and a black smoke appeared above the heads of the two, and immediately turned into a black wind, involving the two of them, fluttering and falling in front of the pavilion.
The two of them didn't feel any pain at all, and as soon as they got up, they heard Xiao Yan say: "There are two little mice here, Yun Jian, what do you think of it?"
Liu Yunjian didn't care, and said: "Anyway, no one can believe their words, so don't care what she does." "With that, he stepped at will, and his figure disappeared.
Xiao Yan still didn't move, staring at the second daughter, and after a long time, a smile spread on his handsome face, and said, "I remember you two, in my fate, your sisters are also key people, but ...... The end was a little bad. ā
After speaking, he tilted his head again, looked at the two of them for a while, then straightened his head, and muttered: "Anyway, it doesn't hurt, why don't I do another inconsequential little thing to see if it will make a big wave, then the ending may be different." ā
With that, he took off a simple-looking ancient sword behind him, and said softly: "Soul Slashing Blade, True Spirit Splitting." ā
The ancient sword suddenly let out a terrifying roar, and its whole body turned black, trembling incessantly.
He stepped forward and slashed the black sword at the sisters with a smile.
Ye Fuxiang only felt that his eyes were dark, and then his body became weak, and he slowly sat down, his eyelids were extremely heavy, and he seemed to be about to fall asleep.
Before she lost consciousness completely, she listened to the man say to Ye Wither in a daze: "You will lose a small part of your true spirit, as well as the memory of tonight, and as compensation, when your final destiny comes, you may ...... Not to die completely. ā