"However, I'm afraid that this bell was tied by Feng'er herself, I see that Ling Lingqi's kid didn't seem to take Feng'er to heart when he went down the mountain that day!" Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"It doesn't matter, if it's really Feng'er's wishful thinking, you should take her down the mountain to experience and practice. ”

"Yes, master. Yu Jizi breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that the stone that had been pressing on his heart for a long time suddenly disappeared, but when he exited the hut and saw Yue Shisan's serious appearance not far away, he couldn't help but feel angry in his heart, knowing that going down the mountain was a foregone conclusion, but pretending to be like he didn't know anything, it was really hateful!

In the hut behind him, Mei Feng Zhenren, who no longer had the elegance of the past, raised her head slightly, looked at the few beams of light leaking from the glazed tiles, and sighed faintly............

Three days later, in the morning, Yue 13 and his entourage, plus the second and third generations of disciples of the Tianshan Sect with Yu Jizi as the leader, a total of more than 20 people, went out of the Piaoxiang Hall through the front mountain gate and went down the mountain road.

Although Yue Shisan's face was serious, he had already smiled in his heart, he had been relying on Tianshan for several months, and he had finally completed the task entrusted by his senior brother, and when he arrived in the Central Plains, he should be able to catch up with Old Man Liu's birthday.

The disciples of the Tianshan faction are all women, except for Yu Jizi and his senior sister Su Mu, who are second-generation disciples, the rest are the best among the third-generation disciples. Su Mu is gentle and doesn't like words, she usually stays in her unique courtyard to learn the way of the sword, rarely goes out, and only asks about the daily things in the sect, so even the disciples in the sect have few people to interact with her, and there are no relatives to pass on the disciples, but her attainments in swordsmanship are even higher than those of Yujizi, and she fought with Yue Thirteen more than ten years ago, and there was no victory.

Among the three generations of disciples, except for Bai Yufeng and Xiaomin, who are the personal disciples of Yu Jizi, the rest are teachers and nephews, in view of Yu Jizi's usual strictness, most of the group are young disciples who have come down the mountain for the first time, and they are happy in their hearts but dare not show it, but the strange look in their eyes has clearly revealed their hearts.

Bai Yufeng, who was walking behind Yu Jizi, had complicated eyes at this time, it was not the first time she had gone down the mountain, she had traveled near the Tianshan Mountains with several masters before. However, when she learned that the destination of the descent was the Central Plains, Bai Yufeng lost her mind for a moment, and the person who had no father and no mother like her had told her that the Central Plains was very big, the Central Plains was very beautiful, and the Central Plains had never made him nostalgic......

The folk music town at the foot of Qilian Mountain has just experienced a harsh winter, and people have begun to be active, although the cold has not subsided at this time, but it has slowly warmed.

Because the caravan along the way was resting in Jiayuguan, Ling Lingqi had no choice but to spend eight taels of silver to buy a horse and go east on his own, but fortunately, the caravan that followed Yang Jing was the route in front of him, and now it is not difficult to return the original way, and when you can't tell the direction, ask the local residents. On this day, when Ling Ling Qixing arrived at Minle Town, it was already late, and he could only rest on the spot for one night. However, Ling Lingqi, who had less and less silver on his body, did not go to the guest house, but stayed in a farmhouse, which was the experience that Ling Lingqi had explored in these days, as long as he gave a little money to the farmhouse where he was staying, he could stay for one night and eat for free, and the cost was definitely much lower than that of the guest house.

The farmhouse where Ling Lingqi stayed was a dyeing workshop, and after an early dinner, the honest head of the household left on his own after settling Ling Lingqi well, and it was estimated that he had rested, and the people who couldn't afford the lamp or were reluctant to spend the money were probably like this.

Every full moon night, the poison in Ling Lingqi's body will still be done on time, so that Ling Lingqi will not want to live, but in the past few months, although Ling Lingqijue will be poisoned on time, but the pain seems to be slightly smaller, and at the same time, his sense of sight, hearing, and smell has also improved significantly by several grades, whenever he calms down, some subtle movements that are usually not captured at all can be heard clearly, it is conceivable that all changes are inseparable from the bottle of thousand-year-old snow lotus, and the elixir of the world's jade phoenix finally reflects a little value in him.

Ling Lingqi stood in the courtyard, looking up at the bright moon in the sky, his eyes were sad, it was almost the night of the full moon again.

Suddenly, a hint of discoloration flashed on Ling Lingqi's face, and he tilted his ears sideways, making a listening gesture, as if he had heard something. Soon after, the sound of horses' hooves could be heard faintly in the distance, and it became clearer and clearer, and it seemed that there were not more than one or two horses.

Ling Lingqi walked gently to the gate of the courtyard, and quietly looked at the official road in front of him through the gap in the door, with the sound of horses' hooves, nearly twenty horses appeared on the official road, and they stopped within Ling Lingqi's sight.

"Hehe, there is an inn in front of you, how about we rest in this town tonight, and we finally don't have to sleep in the wild. For one person to speak, full of energy, this voice just sounded, Ling Lingqi, who had been standing still, was slightly stunned, Yue Thirteen?

"Senior Brother Ma has decided. It was a woman's voice.

Ling Lingqi was stunned again, this voice is so familiar, could it be that they are coming? Ling Lingqi fixed his eyes, although there were many people under the moonlight, but he still appeared a few familiar figures from the crowd, one was Yue Shisan, and the other was Zhao Ritian, it seemed that if they really came, I don't know how they went down the mountain together.

While Ling Lingqi was pondering, Yue 13 and a group of people had already finished discussing and headed for the only inn in the town. Ling Lingqi remained motionless, his eyes looked through the crack in the door, as if he wanted to find something, but finally gave up, because the distance was getting farther and farther, and he couldn't see clearly at all.

Ling Lingqi walked out of the courtyard lightly, stopped in a nearby clearing, and stood quietly in the moonlight. When his mind was completely calm, he slowly pulled out the long sword at his waist with his left hand and raised it five inches in front of his eyebrows. If there was a kendo expert here, he would definitely be surprised, because even such a simple posture faintly made Ling Lingqi's body exude an aura, an aura that blended with the current moonlight meadow.

Ling Lingqi slowly handed out a sword, obliquely downward, reverse upward halfway, and then rotated the sword ninety degrees to sweep to the left, and slowly took a step with his right foot, and the sword returned to the yuan again at a strange angle.

Sword after sword, sword after sword, sword after sword, sword sword endlessly, but from beginning to end, Ling Ling's seven swords were unusually slow, so slow that it didn't look like he was practicing swords at all.

There is a way that everything is broken, only fast is not broken, 'fast' is often the royal way, but Ling Lingqi practiced the sword so slowly, this has to be placed in the duel of life and death, the sword has just been pulled out, I don't know how many times it has died, and the others have lost their meaning.

It's a pity that his body is too weak to practice Guoshu Kung Fu, and Xue Lian didn't cure the disease, Ling Lingqi felt that this life was really the revenge of God in the previous life? Obviously, he had cultivated to Dan Jin, but he was destroyed by an invisible big hand and sent to this world. The worst thing is that it is still a weak body. (To be continued.) )