Chapter Twenty-Eight

Ding Lie thought of Master Sanzang and exclaimed: "Gods and men are also ......" He hurriedly got up and ran to the Big Wild Goose Pagoda in the Great Mercy and Grace Temple. Coming to the bottom of the tower, Ding Lie said loudly: "Master Sanzang...... Master Sanzang ....... ”

Ding Hunt shouted several times and did not see Master Sanzang, he walked into the tower, walked from the first floor to the seventh floor, did not see Master Sanzang, stayed on the seventh floor, there was a letter on the tea table, the letter said: I go to the Quartet to study, Ding Gongzi can stay here, practice, ensure the safety of the Big Wild Goose Pagoda, practice when you have no understanding of the following charms, it will be helpful to practice.

Ding Lie looked down at some strange words, that is, the so-called charms, Ding Lie thought: This quiet place is a good place to practice.

Ding Lie took out his sword and practiced the Kunlun swordsmanship, and then practiced the nineteen swords of Benlei, and then practiced the martial arts taught to him by Master Shaolin Datong.

Seeing that it was getting late, Ding Lie returned to the Terracotta Division, Meiyu was still preparing a meal and waiting for him, Ding Hunt said: "Sister Meiyu, I may go to the Big Wild Goose Pagoda to practice every day in the future, you let Brother Meishi be busy with more business." Miyu nodded.

The next day, Ding Lie went to the Big Wild Goose Pagoda again, and after practicing the Kunlun swordsmanship and the Benlei Nineteen Swords as usual, he was a little tired, and thought: The Liuyun swordsmanship in his arms is the dream of martial arts people, can he practice it, if he sees it after all, it is not a gentleman's doing. Dante Hunt thought again: When Wang Yuanwai was dying, he told me to practice, as long as I handed over the sword book to Wang Yuan, and helped Wang Yuan in the future

That's it.

Ding Liegang wanted to take out the Liuyun Sword Technique, and then thought about it: No, last time I learned the sword technique other than Kunlun - Ben Lei Nineteen Swords was reprimanded by the master, and this Liuyun Sword Technique cannot be learned.

At noon, Meiyu came to deliver food to Ding Lie, calling Ding Hunt's younger brother long and younger brother short, calling this intimacy, and when Meiyu turned around and walked out, I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, her waist twisted like a snake, which made Ding Hunt look a few more times unconsciously.

Ding Lie turned his head and thought: I am not a gentleman, can I watch you if people ask you to look at it? Why think about this and that. After lunch, Ding Lie took out the Liuyun Sword Technique, which was a manuscript of a poem to be exact, but unfortunately the last four sentences were the manuscript written by Wang Yuanwai himself:

Zhao Keman Hu Ying, Wu Hook Shuang Xueming. The silver saddle shines on the white horse, like a shooting star.

Kill one person in ten steps, and don't stay for a thousand miles. Brushing off the clothes and going away, hiding deep with the name.

Idle over the letter tomb drink, take off the sword and kneel forward. will scorch Zhu Hai and persuade Hou Huan.

Three cups of Turannuo, Wuyue is light. After the eyes and ears are hot, the spirit is purple.

Save Zhao with a golden hammer, Handan was shocked first. Two strong men in Qianqiu, Xuanhe Liang City.

The bones of the arson are fragrant, and he is not ashamed of the world. Who can write Your Excellency, the white head is too mystical.

Ding Lie remembered that Wang Yuanwai said that men practice this skill from the left, and women practice this skill from the right, he opened the manuscript, hung it on the wall, moved the chair office to the left, and looked at the poem carefully, and the strange scene appeared, and every child on the paper became a person's posture of practicing swords, and the posture was peculiar, and it was continuously combined into a set of swordsmanship.

Ding Hunt couldn't help but be amazed when he practiced the sword, but unfortunately it was not the case when he practiced the last four sentences, although Wang Yuanwai tried his best to imitate Li Bai's font, but Ding Hunting always felt that it was not the case, so that the power of swordsmanship was greatly reduced.

Ding Lie sat on the ground, looked at the manuscript of this poem, and said secretly: Although Li Bai's font is difficult to imitate, Wang Yuanwai has at least imitated seven or eight points of image, but there is a world of difference in practice?

practiced until the evening, but Ding Lie still didn't touch the doorway, and couldn't help but be a little discouraged. Lying on the chair, he took the letter left by Master Sanzang, looked at the spell written, and fell asleep unconsciously.

Sleeping in the depths, Ding Hunt seemed to come to a mountain stretching, green and hurried area, the beginning of the mountain is a stone door, there is a monkey face above the door, and the left side of the door reads: "Tomorrow will not return to the blue sea." On the right side reads: "The white clouds are full of sorrow"

Go inside and go to the ancient trees in the mountains to the sky, there are many places of interest and historic sites, Nuwa relic stone, vivid monkey stone, Bajie stone, sand monk stone, lifelike Tang monk cliff, as well as seventy-two holes, Dinghai Shen needle, fairy inkstone, cane cypress, sun-drying stone, reunion palace.

There are two thousand-year-old ginkgo trees in front of you to go further, there is a temple behind the ginkgo tree, there is a Daxiong Treasure Hall hanging above the main entrance, and there is a yellow-clothed person sitting on the stone steps, Ding Hunt was just about to pass him to the Daxiong Treasure Hall, the person raised his head and squeaked and smiled, but Ding Hunt was startled, because that person had a monkey face.

Huang Yi said: "Don't be afraid...... Don't be afraid...... , my master asked me to instruct you on martial arts. After saying that, he picked up an iron rod beside him and danced.

Ding Lie was very surprised, this man in yellow danced the Liuyun swordsmanship, he looked carefully, the man in yellow had danced to the swordsmanship contained in the last four sentences of the poem, and shouted: "Good ......"

The man in yellow stopped and said, "My master, Master Sanzang, asked me to instruct you, and Master told me not to tell the world about the last few swordsmanship. Ding Lie was just about to ask why, when he saw the man in yellow turn into a wisp of green smoke and go away with the wind.

Ding Lie shouted, "Okay...... Good ......" woke up from the dream, he still vaguely remembered the excitement of the yellow-clothed man's dance stick in the dream, picked up the sword with his hand, and danced in the tower.

After practicing the sword, Ding Lie couldn't help but be overjoyed, because if he practiced according to this method, the power of the sword was incomparable. Ding Lie decided to celebrate, although the dishes made by Meiyu in the Terracotta Division were exquisite and the wine was good, he always felt that the wine was stronger in the small streets and alleys.

Twilight. Sun Ji braised meat shop, a plate of peanuts, a bowl of braised meat, a plate of dried tofu, a jar of burnt knives. "Happy ......" Ding Lie took a sip of wine, picked up a piece of braised pork, and chewed it with taste.

At this time, he suddenly heard the sound of the husband beating the watch, and Ding Hunt was stunned, because it was just late at night, and the husband was actually knocking on the third watch, and the surroundings were surprisingly quiet.

Suddenly the wind rose, and the wind was howling. The wind blew from the west, whistling like a whip of a ghost, which cooled the hearts of the returnees and scattered the souls of the passers-by. That's why it's surprisingly quiet. There was a dead silence.

I don't know when, the wind suddenly stopped, but on the dead street, there was suddenly a white dog dragging its tail up the long street paved with scattered bluestone slabs.

Someone is behind the dog. There was a blind man. This is a man in a blue shirt and white socks, using a white gray rod to light the way, lighting the bluestone slab, a "tuk" sound, lighting the loess road, a muffled "poof".

The wind is coming again. The signboard swayed in the wind, and the iron ring on the signboard rubbed against the hook, and the sound was like a see-saw, which made the roots of the teeth sour. The white dog was barking, barking hoarsely, and the broken window paper was blown by the wind as if it were suffering and wheezing.

The blind man had already struck his little gong, which sounded crisply, but then suddenly stopped. "Du ......", bamboo poles point to the ground, very rhythmic.

The sound of the bamboo pole tapping the ground was near, and Ding Lie suddenly had a creepy feeling, he felt that the person who came was by no means a husband, but a person with extremely high martial arts.

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