Chapter 2 What is the family clothes?
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On the shore of Longtan Lake in Renhuan City, in a dense bamboo forest, Xuan Ming was silent, and followed behind the two women step by step.
The path in the forest is winding and secluded.
A short time later, a wooden house appeared in front of the three of them.
"Hmph, that's nonsense. β
Before he could get closer, he saw a weekly magazine being thrown to the ground by a young Taoist girl sitting on a stone chair.
"What's going on here?" asked the woman at the front of the three, walking a few steps faster.
There was no one left and right, Xuan Ming cautiously stepped forward, bent down to pick up the weekly magazine on the ground, handed it to the woman who asked him, and said, "Senior sister." β
The weekly is published by Tianyatan, the most well-informed in the martial arts, and it is nothing more than some gossip about the rivers and lakes, and there is no way to find a place to annoy Miao Ling Daogu.
"Hey, Senior Sister Xuan Chao, Senior Brother Xuan Ming, are you back?"
"Senior Sister Lan Ge is here too, sit down, sit down. β
At this time, the little junior sister Xuanfeng came out of the house with a tea case, which just broke the silence.
"Lan Ge is here, sit down. Daogu's voice was hoarse, with a peculiar magnetism. If it weren't for the crow's feet at the corners of his eyes, no one would believe that this young woman in front of him was actually the master of Xuan Ming and others, the predecessor of the disciples of the Qinglian Sect - Chi Qi.
After the salute, everyone sat down, but Du Xuanming was still standing. Chi Qi smiled reluctantly, looked at him and said, "Disciple, your face is blue, your true qi is lacking, and your clothes are edged with mouths." What's going on?"
Xuan Ming untied the strip of cloth from behind his waist, raised his hands to his chest, and saw a Longquan long sword that had been broken in half was lying quietly in the bag.
"Oh?"
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Two sword lights intertwined, breaking the balance of one picture and three lotuses.
Xuan Ming's pressure was gone, he took a few steps back, and his whole person relaxed. He turned his head to look, and saw that the original person went to the empty street of Banhu Road, and at this time two people came, one of them was a young man, with bright eyes and bright teeth, and a half-unsheathed snakeskin soft sword wrapped around his waist, which was his fellow senior sister Xuan Chao.
As soon as he wanted to say hello, he heard Lan Ge, the senior sister of the Qinglian Sect who was walking beside Xuan Chao, shouting eagerly: "Be careful!"
Be careful? The fight has been stopped, and the words have not been spoken, so what should I be careful of?
With a flash of light in his eyes, Xuan Ming didn't have time to turn his head, and hurriedly set up his sword.
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A strong force came along the blade of the sword, making him almost unable to hold the sword. The scolding in his heart had not yet been spoken, and the white light in the corners of his eyes flashed again.
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Different people, the same moves, the same parts, Xuan Ming was cut back a few steps, and the long sword let out an unwilling long roar, broken into two sections.
Broken?
The expression on his face looked a little incredulous, this 'Ming Sword' is indeed not a divine weapon, but it is also from the famous Longquan Sword Village on the rivers and lakes, and it has been with him for several years. Witnessing his journey from worshipping his master to the current rivers and lakes, and now that he is broken off on such an occasion, Xuan Ming can't help but feel a burst of resentment.
"You are not my Qinglian disciple, who are you?"
It's just that he hasn't gone crazy yet, and Lan Ge, the senior sister of Qinglian Sect who was traveling with the Xuan Dynasty, asked and confused him, what's the situation?
What happened, the three men did not say why until they died. According to Senior Sister Lan Ge afterwards, the second senior brother said the "big truth", and the atmosphere of the exchange meeting was indeed very good. Since this is the case, it can be affirmed that one of the purposes of these three people must be to provoke the relationship between the Qinglian Sect and the Qingxu faction. It's a pity that by mistake, when the Xuan Dynasty returned from traveling with Lan Ge, the conspiracy was cut off as soon as it was implemented.
When the aftermath of the scene was taken over by Mo Yu, a disciple of the Wuhou Mansion who followed the sound, Xuan Ming followed the Xuan Dynasty back to the shore of Longtan Lake.
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"Oh, did you see the last stab you with those three people?"
Xuan Ming glanced up at Chi Qi, a little strange, and cautiously reminded, "Master, those three people use swords. β
Hearing this, Chi Qi snorted angrily, picked up another weekly magazine from the stone table, threw it on Xuan Ming's body, and said, "In vain, you have been juggling in the rivers and lakes for many years, and you can't even tell whether others are using sword techniques or swordsmanship?"
Seeing this, Xuanfeng hurriedly put down the tea case, walked behind Chi Qi, and gently hung her back and persuaded: "Master, don't be angry, Senior Brother just broke his sword suddenly, and his mind was not guarded." β
Taking advantage of the little junior sister's efforts to speak for him, Xuan Ming's head turned a few times before he realized that something was wrong. His head was indeed confused under the blow of the broken sword, and he could use the sword to remind the master?
He settled down, carefully recalled today's "three swords", when he relaxed, the other three people all at the same time put their swords at their waists, each of them slashed, the sword was sharp and heavy, so that he could not hold the hilt of the sword. All of these are very similar to a school that Chi Qi said, so he replied tentatively: "Master, these three people today are like the way of the Cloud Flow. β
Chi Qi nodded with satisfaction: "It's not stupid yet, these three people are fighting the idea of breaking the sword with a sword, but it's a pity that I underestimate the 'Ming Sword' in your hand, and I also underestimate you too much." As for this sword, its life has ended, and if it is broken, it will be broken, and you will put it in the sword mound of the master later. β
"No. β
After revealing this matter, Xuan Ming leaned over and picked up the broken sword on the ground and wrapped it again, not sharing the table with Chi Qi Xuanchao and others, but sitting on the bluestone on the other side.
"Oh, this issue of Tianya Weekly has actually become a collection of debate competitions? It seems to be stimulated by the Tang costume craze during this time. β
"The Han people are incompetent and shameless, and they don't even know how to make their own national costumes, so they casually change their former horse coats, which involve the name of Chinatown, and they are called Tang costumes. β
Xuan Chao, who ignored her own junior brother, flipped through the weekly magazine by herself, and just happened to flip through this volume at this time, she said to herself. Looking at this article, which was mostly a mockery and scolding of the Han people, she guessed that she should know the reason why her master was angry.
Sweeping the money again, Xuan Chao lightly opened his lips and said with a smile: "Master, these overseas barbarians wish that my Shenzhou would be in chaos every day, so they can take advantage of the fire to rob it." Don't be angry with them, you can't do it. This Tianya Temple is also uploaded, no matter what miscellaneous things are uploaded. β
"I'll see, I'll see. β
Before Chi Qi could answer, the little junior sister Xuanfeng jumped to Xuan Chao's side, opened her eyes and looked straight at the weekly.
"Good scolding, good scolding," she jumped twice in a row, jumped to Lan Ge's side, and continued with a smile, "I said earlier that Tang costumes would not be the national costumes of the Han people, what is popular outside, let them imagine Li Bai Dufu dressed as a centipede?"
What the Qinglian Gate continues is the incense of the Qinglian monk Li Bai, seeing Xuanfeng making fun of his ancestor's name, Lan Ge was not annoyed, smiled slightly, stretched out two jade fingers and flicked her small forehead.
Xiao Xuanfeng suddenly exaggeratedly covered his forehead and shouted pain, causing Master Chi Qi, who had always rarely smiled, to purse his lips.
Tang costumes are not Han clothes, so what do Han people's clothes look like?