Episode 245: Tears
When Yang Xiao left, Qi Hao and the others hurriedly gathered over, and Zhang Xiaofan said bitterly: "What should I do? My Tai Chi Xuanqing Dao was abolished by that person, and I also learned his exercises inexplicably, have I become a traitor to Qingyunmen." ”
"This" Qi Hao couldn't help frowning when he heard this, he had made his debut for a long time, but it was the first time he had encountered such a thing, and he really didn't know what to do.
Zeng Shushu rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Zhang, whatever, you didn't betray the master anyway, the exercises were taught to you by that guy himself, if you are powerful, just practice it, look at the tone of that guy, maybe, the exercises he passed on to you are really powerful, you work hard for a few years, and if you don't do it, you will become a generation of masters!"
Lu Xueqi frowned and said: "No need to practice, he is also a master now, listening to his roar just now, his skills are profound, even if he is afraid of the first seat, he is not weak at all." ”
"Adventure, adventure!" Zeng Shushu howled sadly: "I knew that guy was so powerful, I also worshipped him as a teacher, I don't ask him to give me the first level of skill, so that I can break through to the Shangqing realm, and the next time I come out to play, I won't be scolded by my father!"
On the other side, Suzaku and Baguio and other people from the Ghost King Sect couldn't help but be dumbfounded, that Zhang Xiaofan's cultivation, they could see it clearly before, but they barely entered the realm of the fourth layer of Yuqing, but they didn't expect that in this meal, they would become a top master, that is, they were as strong as Suzaku, and they couldn't ask themselves.
Who is that Yang Xiao?!
It's night. It's not just Qi Hao and others who are full of doubts, but also Suzaku, Baguio and others, it's just. Even if they want to break their heads, they can't guess the clue.
It's just that, although he suddenly has a strong skill comparable to the first seat of Qingyun Sect, Zhang Xiaofan is full of entanglement, his Dafa Praruo and Tai Chi Xuanqing Dao have been abolished, and the pure yang true recipe passed on to him by Yang Xiao is too pure, and he wants to re-cultivate the two exercises. But it can't shake the pure yang true secret at all.
Have I really become a traitor to Qingyunmen!
Zhang Xiaofan didn't feel sleepy, walked to the door, opened the door and walked out. The next few rooms were pitch black. Presumably Qi Hao and the others were asleep. The back garden of Shanhaiyuan is built in a garden, and there are four courtyards in the southeast, northwest and four directions. Zhang Xiaofan walked out of the West Garden where he lived and went to the garden in the center.
It was late at night, looking up at the sky. The sky is full of stars. A full moon hangs in the sky. The night breeze is blowing, with a faint hint of fragrance. The trail is winding and deep, leading to an unknown place ahead. On the side of the road, grass and shrubs, flowers of all colors, bloom everywhere.
Zhang Xiaofan was confused for a while, and walked down the trail, with a gentle breeze. Bring a touch of coolness.
On the side of the road, a small flower trembled in the night breeze. There are crystal dew drops, attached to the pink and white petals, exquisitely clear, Zhang Xiaofan stopped, and he didn't realize that he was stupid.
The faint fragrance came secretly.
Suddenly, a slender jade hand, as if stretched out from the eternal darkness, with a bit of clear beauty, printed with the moonlight and starlight in the sky, probed into this flower.
Fold it off!
At that moment, there was a "boom" in Zhang Xiaofan's head, as if the sky and the moon had lost their brilliance, and the garden suddenly fell into darkness.
He turned his head and looked over with a hint of inexplicable hatred.
A young girl in a green dress, standing there, seemed to catch the light of the sky, gently put the flowers in front of her nose, and smelled them deeply.
Zhang Xiaofan was stunned for a moment, and recognized that this person was the beautiful girl who was arguing about the fish at dinner, and at this moment saw that she was still wearing that set of water-green clothes, and her skin was like snow in the moonlight, beautiful and unparalleled, like a fairy.
The girl put the freshly broken flower to the end of her nose and inhaled deeply, an expression of intoxication appeared on her face, and there was a thrilling beauty. And the flower seemed to be even more brilliant in front of her beautiful face.
It's just that Zhang Xiaofan burst out of his heart with a burst of nameless anger, frowned and said, "This flower is blooming so well, why did you break it?"
The green-clothed girl's bright eyes flowed, and her eyes swirled around Zhang Xiaofan like water, and she said lightly: "I picked this flower, which is the blessing of this flower; How can a layman like you know?"
Zhang Xiaofan was stunned for a moment, the first time in his life that he heard such a ridiculous thing, he shook his head and said: "If this flower is broken off by you, even if you don't even have your life, how can you be happy?"
The girl in green glanced at him and said, "You're not a flower, how do you know it's not going to be happy?"
Zhang Xiaofan listened to this woman's unreasonable words, and he was even more angry in his heart, and said: "You are not a flower, how do you know that it will be happy, maybe this flower is in pain at the moment, ah, you see, there is water on the flower, maybe it is crying in pain." ”
The girl in green was obviously stunned for a moment, and after a while, she burst out laughing, and this time she was really as beautiful as a hundred flowers blooming, almost making Zhang Xiaofan stunned.
"Tears, tears, it's the first time in my life that I've heard a big man say that dewdrops are tears of flowers, and I laughed to death."
Zhang Xiaofan's face was red, and he couldn't speak, but seeing that the girl was bent over with laughter, her face was feverish, and she forced herself to say, "That, what's the matter?"
I didn't want the girl to hear this and look at him, but the laughter was louder, and the crisp laughter echoed in this quiet and dark garden, adding a little warmth.
Flying in mid-air, Yang Xiao's speed was not idle, and his open divine sense led the way, although it was night, it did not hinder him at all, and after a short time, he found the place he was looking for: Xiaochi Town!
Found Xiaochi Town, ten miles to the north, is the Black Stone Cave, which has now been occupied by a seriously injured six-tailed demon fox and a three-tailed demon fox, Yang Xiao came here, to the point that he has no intention of punishing the demon, he just wants the Xuanhuo Jian in the hands of the six-tailed demon fox.
Xuanhuo Jian, one of the three righteous sects, the supreme treasure of the Incense Valley in Southern Xinjiang, was lost three hundred years ago, possessing the supreme yang firepower, and with the Eight Desolation Divine Fire Array, it can summon the Eight Desolation Fire Dragons, which is extremely powerful.
Of course, this power is incomparably relative to the world of Zhuxian, for a Daluo immortal like Yang Xiao, not to mention the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon, that is, the real Nine Heavens Divine Dragon encountered, and there was only a retreat, Yang Xiao took the Xuanhuo Jian, but he was just going to give his apprentice a gift as a gift.
Yang Xiao entered the woods, but saw that the trees were tall and straight, and the branches and leaves were luxuriant, blocking the moonlight, and the forest was dim. As we walked, there was silence all around, and from the depths of the forest, it seemed that a light veil of mist had floated.
As if he didn't care in the slightest, Yang Xiao walked forward by himself, like a leisurely walk, after a while, but saw the ancient trees in the forest towering to the sky, and the yin qi was bursting, and it seemed that he had reached the depths of the woods. At this moment, I suddenly heard a soft and poignant female voice floating in the fog in the forest ahead:
Komatsugang, the moon is like frost,
People are like fluttering flowers, and they are also hurt.
Ten years, three thousand years,
I hope we will not forget each other.
The woman's voice was tactful, whispering softly, and although the figure was gone, there was a sad aura, faintly coming. Yang Xiao smiled slightly, and immediately walked straight to the place where the voice came from.
At night in the forest, in a trance in the dark, occasionally a few inches of moonlight fell through the gaps in the leaves overhead, shining on the bushes and swaying gently.
All around, there seemed to be only the low sound of insects chirping in the distance.
Yang Xiao stopped, only to hear a faint sigh, floating from the front.
A moonlight, like a bright light in the darkness, a frost, gently shone down, reflecting the mist there, drifting gracefully. In the depths of the darkness, a woman in white slowly walked out, stood in the light, and looked at Yang Xiao faintly.
It was a very feminine woman, with long, straight hair not coiled, draped over her shoulders, as soft as water, and on her fair skin, with graceful eyebrows, a delicate nose, and pale red lips, and eyes like water, and when she looked at her, it was like water, and wanted to penetrate into the depths of her heart.
It was a woman who made people feel distressed at first glance, just standing there timidly, standing in the moonlight, staring at Yang Xiao.
Time seems to have stopped at this moment (to be continued......