It is said that the leader of the Miao tribe is also a veteran, if he can use martial arts skillfully, he may be able to save his life temporarily, but now he is in such a scene, it is the mosquito in autumn, gasping for breath to return. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The man laughed loudly at this moment, and then saw his index finger towards the leader of the Miao people, and suddenly a white light sprouted from between his fingers, and rushed towards the leader of the Miao people with a thorough coldness. The sword light scattered, and in a blink of an eye, he reached the side of the leader of the black seedling, and at this time he was unconscious, so he waited for death.

At the same time, the sloppy Taoist retracted his fingers and waved his sleeves, and suddenly, the real light just now turned into a wisp of white smoke and drifted away from the air. The old Taoist was full of sadness at this moment, and said: "The last thing I want in my life is to kill people, I only hope that there will be no evil person in this world, so that I can really go to the immortal mountain to retreat, hold a pot of wine, and sleep peacefully!"

At this moment, the old way seemed to touch a certain heartstring, and he fell into deep thought.

The leader of the Miao tribe had recovered at this time, and he said in his heart: "Take this opportunity to get rid of you, and then take the princess away, I am the first hero of the Black Miao tribe, haha." With that in mind, he drew another small dagger, and then struck out with a dagger that cut through the clouds and flew straight into the old man's misty eyes.

The old Taoist priest suddenly woke up, and at this moment he roared loudly: "I don't repent!" This sound can really be described as a turbulent nine days, shocking the human world, and suddenly the dagger fell to the ground, and the carp in the water, the flowers and plants by the lake, were all dying, as if they were about to end their lives. The old Taoist priest seemed to have fire in his eyes at this moment, and he shouted to the leader of the Miao tribe: "Give me a chance and don't know how to change, but I want to die, so good, the old man will be fulfilled by you." While speaking, the old Taoist priest suddenly used a set of palm techniques, there was a black cloud surging between the palms, and in an instant, the black clouds rolled, yes, it was towards the Miao leader who rolled, just gasping, and only heard a miserable howl, and the Miao leader was illusory as a dry bone.

This is exactly what it is:

The Buddha has a way, all like a gossamer.

Swallowing the galaxy, the filth is blurred.

Situ Mingkong was really shocked when he saw that this wine sword immortal would have such an evil technique, and he could instantly phantom people to white bones: "What's going on, I have never heard of this wine sword immortal being so happy and a person can be so evil." ”

The old Taoist priest had also become a hippie smile at this moment, and at this moment he turned his face and said to Situ Mingkong: "Haha, this is a set of demon methods, which I skillfully realized when I collected demons, and I specially dealt with such a great evil person." As he spoke, he waved his hand, "Forget it, don't mention it, since you are here today, I will teach you the art of swordsmanship, which can be regarded as repaying you for the kindness of wine." ”

Situ Mingkong didn't answer at this time, he just nodded and responded to the old way.

As soon as the old Taoist priest wanted to teach Situ Mingkong swordsmanship, he suddenly pursed his nose and said, "It smells so fragrant." After sniffing, the old Dao finally looked at the Water Moon Palace with his eyes.

Situ Mingkong said: "How can it be a fragrance, there are dead people here." ”

"You can't go wrong, there must be good wine here. Before he finished speaking, he rushed into the Water Moon Palace in plain clothes, and after some searching, he really found the best wine.

"Hahaha, this wine is really a masterpiece. As he spoke, the old man drifted back to where he had stood before.

"This is the best wine, this should be the 'three drunken awakenings', it is a good wine in Shaoxing, from the former emperors and nobles, down to the people of the dawn today, all of them love it. He didn't say much, he took the wine, walked towards the lotus pond, and a poem came from the hidden place:

"A statue of spring wine is sweet, and no one knows about it. "At the end of the poem, the figure is ethereal, and the figure has long since dispersed.

Situ Ming said hollowly: "This old Taoist priest is crazy when he talks about wine, and he has also moved out Han Yu's poems, and he hasn't taught me swordsmanship yet!"

Zhao Ling'er looked at the disappearing figure at this moment, as well as Lang Jun beside him, and couldn't help but smile.

Situ Mingkong said: "Ling'er, let's go inside to rest for a while, and then go back tomorrow." As soon as he left first, Situ Mingkong said again, "Grandma, it's okay." ”

Zhao Ling'er smiled sweetly, and then shook her head. Seeing Zhao Ling'er like this, although Situ Mingkong had doubts, he didn't think much about it, so he took Zhao Ling'er's hand like this, and walked towards the new house that was still bright and prosperous with Zhao Ling'er.

In the middle of the afternoon, Zhao Ling'er was already hungry, so she went to the lake to pick some edible grass, and went to the tree to pick some fruit, and filled her stomach a little. When Situ Mingkong saw her eating these, she felt that she was not well nourished, and made some light soup and dishes for her, but Zhao Linger said that she wanted to eat less to maintain her figure, so she only drank a little soup, as for grandma, she said that she was a little tired today and wanted to rest earlier, so she didn't eat anything, and she didn't even meet Situ Mingkong and Zhao Linger a few times.

In the evening, although it is summer, there is still a slight cool breeze blowing, not to mention that this fairy island is a fairy island, and there is not much ocean separated from people, so the wind blows here, it is really cold.

Situ Mingkong stood under the bright moon, against the breeze, waving the wooden sword around, and unconsciously another half an hour passed. At this time, a figure faintly appeared in the distance, and when he looked at it, it was the Taoist priest who left madly at noon.

"Haha, I was asked to drink a pot of wine at noon, and today I will take advantage of this moonlit night to teach you the art of swordsmanship. Then he looked at the clear moon in the cloudy sky, and exclaimed, "Get up!"

The bright moon is in the sky, the moonlight in the wilderness, and the cold wind is blowing at this moment. Immediately afterwards, the Taoist priest picked up a gourd casually, drank all the Xianqiong wine in it, and then threw the wine jug to the side, and at this time he could see the sword on the back of the drunken Taoist priest cutting through the air, stirring up pieces of sword flowers. Then this sharp sword was erected on the ground, and taking advantage of this opportunity, the drunken Taoist priest suddenly laughed loudly: "I want to ride the wind and waves, and travel to the world by poetry and dance." After saying this, he saw his figure fluctuating, and he actually flew on the tip of the sword, and at this moment he was standing here, even though Situ Mingkong had already prepared, but he was still shocked.

At this moment, this drunken Taoist priest stood in the wind, exuding an awe-inspiring sense of immortality. The silence under the moon was incomparable, as if there were only these two people and one sword in this world. At this time, I saw this drunken Taoist priest and said: "The mountains are stacked on top of each other, and the mountains are emerald in the sky, and the steps are desolate and ten thousand steps are crazy." At the same time, the drunken Taoist priest reversed, and the sword priest was illusory as a few, and the sword light was instantaneously flashing, and the sword light was flying into the sky, and the swift shadow passed by. With these several sword qi shot towards the ground, suddenly this sword flower was mixed together like rain, inseparable, at this time, the drunken Taoist priest fell to the ground, and also took the Zhenfeng sword in his hand, I thought that the end had come, but I saw that at this moment, suddenly there was a sword qi whirlwind, straight to the side of the towering tree, the sword qi in the tree, crashed to the ground, the sword roar did not disperse for a long time, this is "Yuanguang returns to the scene of the granite shop, a breath of flames swallowing the sky".

The sword moves are tightly linked to each other, this poem is the perfect sword trick, the drunken Taoist priest chanted vividly, and the sword style danced like flowing water, and he saw Situ Mingkong dizzying.

The drunken Taoist priest chanted again at this moment: "The strange shadow in the empty incense pavilion, the colorful clouds are fluttering and the drunk immortals." "At this moment, the body of this drunken Taoist priest is like a swallow and soars straight up to the clouds, the sword move shoots in all directions at this moment, shooting to the flowers and leaves, it is the sound of Xiao Suo, a flutter, until it stands firmly on the branches, then the hands leaned forward, in the sleeves, hidden sword qi, like a meteor across the sky, such a scene, it is the end of the "birds and birds are happy to climb the fairy road, a few steps Xiao Xiao is the sword lan". The drunken Taoist priest also landed on the ground at this moment, holding his sword and laughing.

At this time, after a set of swordsmanship was practiced, it was already the middle of the moon, and it was late at night.

Situ Mingkong immediately knelt down and said, "Master, the apprentice is willing to worship you as a teacher, please accept me as an apprentice, I am willing to travel with you all over the world and kill demons together." ”

"Teach you this swordsmanship, you have been used endlessly in your life, you don't need to be too greedy, now I have taught you swordsmanship, comprehend a few points, it's up to you, the old man goes." After that, a cloud and mist steamed in front of him, and in an instant, the old Taoist priest did not know where he had gone.

"Senior, I don't know your name yet!" Situ Mingkong looked at the moonlit sky and shouted at the sky.

At this time, in response to this inquiry, I saw an ethereal poem faintly coming from among the night clouds in the distance:

"Edgeworth rode the wind and eliminated the demons between heaven and earth.

I have fun with wine, but I am crazy without wine.

Drink all the rivers, and then swallow the sun and the moon.

A thousand cups can't get drunk, only I am a wine and sword fairy!"

When it came to the last sentence, the tone was sonorous, as if he wanted to swallow the sky, and the tone was bold, like a wave of thousands of miles, which made Situ Mingkong surprised.

(The poem of Sword Jue, which is self-composed, is a collection of the whole poem entitled "Sword Whistling Mountains and Rivers" here:

"I want to ride the wind and waves, and travel to the world with poetry and dance.

The mountains are stacked and the mountains are emerald in the sky, leaning on the desolate steps.

Yuqiong's flying rain shocked the spring, and the flying springs were a few points in the world.

The clouds return to the granite shop, and the flames swallow the sky.

The strange shadow in the empty incense pavilion, the colorful clouds are fluttering and drunk immortals.

The bird is happy to climb the fairy road, and a few steps Xiao Xiao is full of swords. ”）

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