"Yanshan Bidai, Weihe Qingbo, Jade Girl Cold" these three are called "Linyou Three Uniques". Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info fifty miles north of Linyou, there is a place called "the sky does not cross", here Yanshan is dangerous, the left and right two swings stacked green peaks abruptly rise, the moat is difficult to cross, giving people a sense of majestic oppression, the Wei River twists and turns here, the clear waves are agitated, the mountains and rivers meet, just like a "pass" word.

In the early years in the Tang Suzong period, there was a famous "Yin and Yang Physiognomy Master" who came here to look at Feng Shui for the big families of Fengxiang Mansion, saying that the "point" of the word "pass" is "the dragon and tiger are competing with each other, the heavens are unfavorable, only to help the soldiers fight", which should not be used as a place to bury bones. Since then, due to the remote terrain, this beautiful mountain has been rarely populated.

But unexpectedly, in just over 20 years, it has become one of the most lively market towns in the whole Linyou County, with many bungalow courtyards scattered at the foot of the mountain, and the market in the west is open every three days, which is also considered to be a small scale. From the other side of the Wei River, a six-story cinnabar tower is dazzling among the towering greenery.

This pagoda is like a Buddhist pagoda with dense eaves, but one side of it does not have a trace of edges and corners, as if it has been cut down by a knife; on the other side, from top to bottom, the eaves of each floor protrude more and more, pointing differently, looking from a distance, like half a huge thorn vine. Knowledgeable people call the style of this tower "Waterfall Meteor". The origin of this tower has to start from 1,300 years ago......

Since the Spring and Autumn Period, a hundred schools of thought contended, and now the Tang Dynasty, the rivers and lakes have slowly deduced a fixed school of martial arts, and the world says: six big and nine small.

The six are: Confucianism, Buddhism, Taoism, Bing, Law, and Mo.

The nine small are: Tianyan, Yin and Yang, Vertical and Horizontal, Huochong, Fangji, Fishing and Farming, Six Senses, Green Seedlings, and Siwai.

More than 80 years ago, during the Zhongzong period, a small sect called "Yangyue Sect" rose rapidly. The head and protector of the Dharma have become famous in the rivers and lakes, and the people in the rivers and lakes are called "Taihui Sword Song Yuan" and "Haoyue Sword Yixun". The swordsmanship of the two is unique, because it is different from the first-class school, it was originally classified as "Siwai (all different from other six major and eight small martial arts schools)", and later the Yangyue Sect gradually became stronger and became a giant that could fight against any other sect, and gradually people changed the name of the Jianghu sect to "six big and ten small".

The good times did not last long, and after the violent death of the first head "Song Yuan", the protector "Yixun" did not know where to go. The younger generation of swordsmanship is mediocre, and they can't make a name for themselves, and when it reaches the third generation of leaders, the sect has decayed and has been reduced to a ninth-rate small sect.

Within a few years after the three generations of heads took over, a tragedy occurred in the rivers and lakes, and the "Yangyue Sect" was wiped out overnight. The sect from the head of the sect to the long-term worker, a total of 354 people, were all slaughtered overnight, and there are various rumors about the passage of the matter, and there is no unified statement.

Twenty years later, that is, ten years ago, a young man gambled with 16 heads of the "Ganzhou Four Factions" and "Suzhou Twelve Gates" within a month, and all 16 heads of the "Four Sects of Ganzhou" and "Suzhou Twelve Gates" lost to him. He was also recognized by people with a sword, which was the personal sword "Huanyue" of the "Haoyue Sword Yixun" back then.

This young man used the lottery head he got with a gambling sword to build a cinnabar tower in Linyou, and after the tower was repaired, the world found that this tower was the appearance of the "Waterfall Meteor Pavilion" of the old "Yangyue Sect". Within a few days, the young people posted posters, opened sects, and invited neighboring factions to come to watch the ceremony.

On that day, the young man claimed to be the descendant of the three generations of the eldest disciples of the Yangyue Sect, and said that the tragedy twenty years ago was caused by the enemy's pursuit and killing, and now the revenge has been avenged, and he is ready to rebuild the "Yangyue Sect". It was also given the nickname of "Star Mark Sword" by the Jianghu people.

Three years later, the head of the sect died violently in his own home, and Yangyuezong released the news that it was caused by practicing martial arts. Seven days later, the eldest disciple "Duan Fei" took over as the head. This Fei is not only a little accomplished in swordsmanship, but also has taken care of the "Yangyue Sect" in an orderly manner in just a few years.

It all starts here......

Yangyue Sect Main Hall***

The young man sat on the top seat, wearing a pale blue brocade robe, lightly embroidered with the word Taihui; the white belt was densely woven with two Jiao patterns, and a dark blue blue jade was inlaid in the center, round and smooth; and the hair was tied up with a three-green belt, and a white jade hairpin was inserted. The whole person sat on the Nanmu Taishi chair, full of body and extraordinary bearing. He reached out to take the teacup on the table, and a thick callus appeared on the tiger's mouth, this person was the current head of the Yangyue Sect - Duan Fei.

Duan Fei gently dialed the tea with the lid of the cup, and took a sip: "How is it?

There was a man in white standing under the hall, it was Wei Zisong, the "third disciple" of the Yangyue Sect, who was more like a scribe than a swordsman.

"In the past few days, the martial arts of the six generations of disciples have been completed, and the disciples of the "late stage of bone refining" and the "point pulse stage" have also entered the three gates of the sun, moon, and stars according to their own wishes.

The accounts of the spring were cleared, and the shackles of the new disciples, plus the income from the medical hall, the restaurant, and the vegetable garden, totaled three hundred and fifty-four yuan. In addition to daily expenses, a new batch of weapons was added to the treasury, and the furniture in the east and west compartment disciples' rooms was also repainted. Calculated to sum up, the balance for the whole spring is ...... "one hundred and thirty-four times".

Duan Fei was halfway through his tea, he was choked, coughed twice, and glanced at the man in white: "So many?" As soon as he finished speaking, he felt too surprised, put down the teacup, and said, "Is this tea also a different variety?"

Wei Zisong raised his head and smiled: "That's natural, now the sect's treasury is solid, and the degree of food and clothing is naturally different from the past, in addition to tea, your small kitchen has also added a dim sum cook, I don't know what the head thinks?"

Duan Fei looked happy and said with a smile: "Very good, very good." Don't stand, sit down! You still have a way, in just three years, now you can earn money in one quarter that you can't make in three years before. Thank you for your hard work, if you have nothing else to do, just rest. Oh...... That's right. I went out this time to find a rare authentic calligraphy and painting, and I will send them to your room later. ”

Wei Zisong gently stretched his neckline, hugged his fists and said with a smile: "Master Xie cares, but there is still one thing to ask the head to decide." Three days ago, 'Chang Wen' had a conflict with someone else in Linyou, and as a result, he was injured his tendon, and the person who was looking for trouble was arrested, how should this be handled?"

The head of the house sighed and stood up: "Chang Wen is also a good swordsman, how can he be injured by someone, do you know the specific process of this incident?"

"This thing is difficult here, the two of them don't speculate in the restaurant, and they started to do it, Chang Wen was lost, and the man also said to give up, who knew that Chang Wen was extremely corrupt, and actually attacked and injured the man's arm from behind, and the man picked Chang Wen's tendon in a fit of anger, and said that the disciples taught by the 'Yangyue Sect' have no talent and no virtue. This happened to be encountered by the second senior brother, so he brought the man back on the grounds of insulting the master. ”

Duan Fei's face darkened, and he clutched the armrest of the chair tightly: "This matter is not easy to do, it seems that we are at the loss when you talk about it." Do you know where that man came from?"

Wei Zisong shook his head: "That person refused to say." However, listening to his accent is from the Chang'an area, when he started with the second senior brother, I don't know if he deliberately concealed his routines, and successively used five or six moves such as the 'Qingfeng Hand' of the 'Chenlu Temple' and the 'Taigang Zhengjian' of the 'Jiutai Temple', but they all only had moves, and they didn't seem to have practiced mental and internal skills. ”

Duan Fei sat back in the Taishi chair, mumbled, and said, "Where are the others? How is Chang Wen now?"

"The man is a hard stubble, locked up in the wall pavilion. The doctor came to see Chang Wen, the wound had been wrapped, and the doctor said that life would be safe in the future, but he could no longer practice swordsmanship. ”

After Wei Zisong finished speaking, he let out a long sigh, but he didn't want Duan Fei to slap the tea table and stand up suddenly.

"In the final analysis, it's all Chang Wen's own fault, and a sneak attack behind his back is indeed a taboo in the rivers and lakes, let alone after losing the sword. If the man is willing to apologize, we'll let him go. If his teacher comes over, we can't explain it. For other disciples, this matter should also be said, if you lose the swordsmanship, you will lose, and you will practice every day, don't even lose your conduct. ”

After a pause, he said, "You go and get busy, I'll take a look!"

Wei Zisong nodded and withdrew.

Duan Fei picked up the teacup, took another sip of tea, and slowly walked towards the Facing Wall Pavilion.

This wall pavilion was originally intended for the disciples of the sect who made mistakes, and it was surrounded by one-foot-thick stone slabs, without windows, and only two small holes were opened in the ceiling for ventilation, and the whole room was pitch black.

At this moment, there was only one person in this stone house, who was lying on the ground, closing his eyes and recuperating, but he heard the sound of soft footsteps coming from the stone slab facing the wall pavilion. A harrier rolled over and stood up and hid behind the door.

I only heard the footsteps at the door getting closer and closer. As soon as the footsteps stopped, the heavy stone slab made a muffled "clucking" sound, and the door slowly opened, and the sunlight penetrated in with a wide figure.

Duan Fei hadn't gotten used to the dimness of the room, and with two fists and the sound of the wind, he had already struck at his front door. He dodged backwards, but unexpectedly this move was just a false move, and the man's purpose was to escape. Before the second move was played, he had already stepped out of the door.

Duan Fei's right hand turned into a claw, clasped the man's shoulder, and dragged him back into the house, and slapped the man's lower abdomen with his left hand, and said in his heart: "The move is good, but it really has no internal strength." ”

Duan Fei walked into the house and shouted, "Get up!" But he didn't see the man fall to the ground, and there was no response, so he had to step forward, bend down, and touch his nose, he was already out of breath. But he knew that this person was playing tricks again, so he grabbed the man's wrist and took a pulse.

It didn't matter if it didn't match, but the pulse startled him: it was as light as a gossamer, and the person could barely even touch the pulse.

"Isn't this person already suffering internal injuries, and he was too heavy just now? If he dies in the sect, whether it is another sect coming to the door or this matter is spread to the rivers and lakes, it will really ruin his reputation. ”

Thinking of this, Duan Fei grabbed the man, carried it on his shoulder, and shouted outside: "Quick, go and invite the doctor!"

The man lay motionless on his shoulder, his heart was already happy, and he almost held back his internal injuries with a smile: I just wanted to play tricks on you, who knew it was so easy to deceive. My Li family's "Wanminxi" is really easy to use, I picked this practice back then, I was really amazing!

Want to catch me?

- That's right, this is the protagonist of this book, one of the four young men in the capital who ran away from the Li family in Chang'an a few days ago - Li Bing.