Chapter 153: The island is white
Nangong Shaoyou didn't bother to pay attention to him, walked straight to the palace, walked a few steps, and thought about it, in fact, after hearing him say the origin of the island, there might be a way to rescue Fei Fei, so he immediately turned around and went back. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
The old man, who had been full of disappointment, was overjoyed when he returned, and took two steps and took his hand as if he had found a treasure, fearing that this man would leave, and that no one would speak to him until the day he died.
He pulled Nangong Shaoyou to sit by the river, took out a pot of wine and a plate of ham from the basket next to him, Nangong Shaoyou snatched the wine with one hand and smelled it, "Good wine!"
"Haha, the wine collection here is better than that in the inner courtyard of the palace, in fact, everything is better than that of the Song Palace, otherwise how could there be one hundred and seven martial arts masters willing to work here, and no matter how high their martial arts are, they only have one code name. ”
Nangong Shaoyou nodded, then ask the old man to point out the origin of this assassin island to the juniors, the old man heard him ask for advice, and he was even more happy, so he talked endlessly, knowing everything, and saying everything.
It turned out that during the Warring States Period, the ranger Nie Zheng deeply felt the grace of Yan Guanzi's acquaintance, and the soldier died as a confidant, so he went to assassinate Han Xiangxia, one person fought with a sword, went straight to the Xiangfu, and killed the Xia Ti on the steps with the momentum of the white rainbow through the sun, and then killed dozens of masters of the Xiangfu.
The people in the prime minister's mansion put his body in the downtown area, so that the people could identify it, in order to find out the murderer, my sister Nie Jing ignored the comfort, and cried bitterly in the downtown corpse, saying: "Nie Zheng hero, how can you bury his wisdom because of me, and today I should exchange my death for his name in everything!"
After saying that, he shouted "Oh my God!" three times, and died of grief, and he was all moved when he smelled it, and finally King Han deeply felt the chivalry of the Nie sisters and brothers, and no longer pursued it.
At that time, Nie Zheng already had descendants, but he was young, and Nie Jing had also granted the Nie family's "White Rainbow Sword Technique" to a pair of his children, and her children hugged Nie Zheng's descendants, and fled with the people of Nie's village to avoid trouble.
Nie Jing's children were afraid of revealing their identities and harming Nie Zheng's descendants and the whole village, so they no longer showed their martial arts, and when they were old, they didn't want the Nie family's swordsmanship to be lost, so they entered South Korea, stole the bodies of Nie Jing and Nie Zheng, buried them in a secluded place, and cast a human statue, and divided the "Baihong Swordsmanship" into two parts, which were hidden on the two statues.
And it is very cleverly hidden, first use the potion to write the sword technique on the statue, and then retire after writing, you have to pour a special potion on it to appear, and if the potion on the drenching has a trace of wrong ingredients, the handwriting on the statue will be annihilated.
After the death of Nie Jing's daughter, the son was afraid that the effect of the potion on the statue would fade with the age, so before he died, he wrote two sword books and hid them in his mother's tomb.
Fifty years ago, a pair of brothers in Niejia Village, who loved to collect antiquities, often ran outside, and stole a lot of ancient tombs, that night, the two were drinking at home, and were drinking to the Xing, when the younger brother suddenly said, "Brother, I heard that there is a white rainbow sword hidden in the tomb of our Nie ancestors, this sword has been famous for thousands of years, I really want to take it out and see, whenever I think of it, my heart is always itchy!"
"Brother, brother, it's not it, it's just that the things of the ancestors, it's not good to steal them. ”
"Brother, let's just take it out, play it for ten days and a half months, and then put it back, firstly, there is no disrespect to the ancestors, and secondly, it will also relieve the regret in your heart. ”
The two hit it off, and stole the tombs of Nie Jing and Nie Zheng that night, and really took out the Baihong sword, and got the sword spectrum, the younger brother proposed, anyway, it is the ancestor's swordsmanship, it doesn't hurt to practice, the two brothers robbed the tomb to do a life-losing business, and a little martial arts self-defense is also good, and the two are not greedy, one person took half of the sword book and practiced.
There is also an internal strength in the sword spectrum, the two of them practice well, walking on the rivers and lakes, they are invincible, they have become a generation of swordsmen, and with prestige, they will no longer do tomb robbery, but the ancestors of the Nie family, the descendants of the Nie family must not be famous in the world, otherwise the descendants will be extinct, and the two dare not disobey, and the elder brother also felt the sin of the year, and proposed to return to the village to live in seclusion together.
The younger brother has been confused by the world of flowers, so he left alone, went to a small island in the East China Sea, practiced swordsmanship, and gathered dozens of masters, established an assassin organization, and left a contact person on the rivers and lakes, but anyone who could afford it, he sent someone to assassinate, with money, life on the island was extremely luxurious, brocade clothes and food, and every year there were new beauties to serve, but also captured the heart of the hero, willing to die.
On this island, only the owner of the island knows the origin of the individual, everyone is called by the code name, the owner of the island is the second master, until now the one hundred and eight masters, after Cheng Chen's death, it is one hundred and seven.
When assassinating, you can only do kung fu on the island, so as not to reveal your whereabouts, the island owner according to the position of each person, teaching swordsmanship from twenty to fifty-six moves, and only the island owner knows a full set of sixty moves, as well as internal skills, but he is always worried that one day he will be discovered, or the court will come to crusade, or the black and white characters on the rivers and lakes will jointly attack, it is also difficult to deal with, so he has always wanted to steal half of the swordsmanship in his brother's hand.
The elder brother knows his younger brother's personality very well, and he burned the swordsmanship early in the morning, and hid the recipe made by the two potions deeply, and now it is the younger brother's son who has become the owner of the island, snatched back the statue of Nie Zheng, and also invited the second master with excellent medical skills to join, but unfortunately the second master still can't crack it after ten years of hard work, and he secretly left thirty years ago, and it is even more difficult to crack it.
In the past 30 years, the owner of the island has also tried his best, often retreated and meditated, and personally entered the Central Plains, but he could not know the method, and finally often sent people to the deep well, but even if he killed many people there, it was in vain, and he never got the prescription, and he also sent people around to find the second master, and there was no result for 20 years.
After hearing this, Nangong Shaoyou couldn't help but sigh, "That Nie Jing is really a heroine among women, and his arrogance is no longer under Nie Zheng, hey, in fact, not only the younger brother is hateful, but the elder brother is also a villain, and he really insults the reputation of the Nie family!"
After that, he poured the wine pot in his hand towards the river, and sighed: "The ancients are cloudy, the loyal soul turns into blue, this river is like jasper, the younger generation Nangong Shaoyou, so he borrowed the old man's wine to pay tribute to Nie Jing and Nie Zheng, and talk about admiration!"
"Okay, I'll pay tribute too!", the old man took the wine jug, followed the example of Nangong Shaoyou, poured the wine towards the river, and then took two big sips of it himself, and handed it back to him.
Nangong Shaoyou picked up the wine jug and drank it all!(To be continued.) )