In the dusty sky, I faintly saw a cloud of purple gas floating in the air. This purple qi did not come suddenly, Yin Yunhe was a master of Wudang, and it was not unusual for the Ziyang Divine Skill to come from his hands.

However, among the crowd, Abbot Tianci and Qingfeng Zhenren said "Huh" at the same time. Next, Su Li, Zheng Xiaofeng, and Ouyang Mutong all had questions. Ma Changkong of the Kunlun faction rarely asked about things, but it was his disciple who had just been defeated, and the person who defeated Yao Jing did it on the field, he always had to look twice. At these two glances, he also saw that it was unusual.

In Yicheng, Cheng Yitian already understood where the crux of the problem was.

At Penglai Pavilion, the Eagle King suddenly smiled and said to Spruce: "What a good Wudang Sect master, do you want to defeat him easily?"

"Yin Zhenren is a master of martial arts, his purple yang skills are deep and pure, how can I hope to match it?" said Spruce absent-mindedly.

The Eagle King's eyes flickered, and he stopped talking.

On the field, the duel between Yin Yang Jue and Qilin Claw finally came to distinguish the winner from defeat. Yin Yunhe's sword encompassed the offensive and defensive positions of the Qilin Claw, and at the same time, his face was also full of purple energy!

It's a spruce, and at this moment, my heart can't help but move fiercely.

Yin Yunhe's Ziyang Gong drove Mo Duotong's unicorn claw, and the unicorn claw shifted to the side, revealing Mo Duotong's key point in the middle palace. Yin Yunhe's long sword only made a small semicircle, and it was already handed less than an inch from Mo Duotong's chest.

In the fighting circle, Mo Duotong's mouth moved.

And Yin Yunhe's body suddenly froze at this moment.

This is where the change happens.

Yin Yunhe's sword was locked by the unicorn claw. Mo Duotong then approached, and slapped Yin Yunhe's chest with a straight palm.

A gray shadow descended from the sky. Driven by Mo Duotong's palm, Yin Yunhe, who flew far away, fell into his hand.

Qingfeng's face was solemn, and Yin Yunhe grabbed him even more. "Master!" Yin Yunhe's voice was slight, and his tone was firm: "Let's admit defeat!" Qingfeng asked him, "What did he tell you just now?"

"Cloud ...... Extraordinary!"

The dignified head of Wudang also changed his face drastically.

Most people don't know what's going on. The elites of the six major sects were defeated one after another, and the competition on the morning of the third day came to an abrupt end.

Outside the farm on the outskirts of Pingjiang County, Cheng Yitian rode the wind and hurried away, and finally caught up with the team of the Eagle King.

Stopping in an open space, Cheng Yitian asked, "Where are you going to take the spruce?"

The Eagle King thought it was funny: "Where I come from, naturally I have to take her somewhere." ”

"I disagree!"

"Don't agree?" the Eagle King spoke again, full of disdain: "Lianyun Mountain, don't you see the situation clearly? The leader of the Martial Arts Alliance is about to be determined, Mo Duotong, listen to the name, you should also know that this is not the characteristic of the Han people in the Jiangnan or Central Plains region." There was a pause: "Qilin Valley is in Nanjiang, Yunnan. The horse drove closer to Cheng Yitian's horse, "Cheng Gongzi, you also have a lot of eyes and ears, have you found out the secret about the palace master of the Lotus Palace?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, the rhythm of the conversation was mastered, and Cheng Yitian stared ahead and closed his mouth without answering.

The Eagle King said to himself: "A woman surnamed Xiao has established a wide network of people in her own way to collect money, and she has also made a lot of achievements. If it is returned to the Yuezhou Gang, and the two major rudders of the Sixteen Halls in Jiangnan are played in the palm of their hands. ”

Speaking of this, the two horses staggered, and the Eagle King's eyes burned, "The battle of Xixinlou is considered a famous work, the Murong family, Mengjiabao, Huashan, and Qingcheng have all been hit hard, Yicheng has to protect itself, but the Lotus Palace has won and won your worship for at least a year." Xixinlou for a year, at least tens of thousands of silver to her. In this situation, it is said that it is the Transyin Pavilion, that is, Shaolin and Wudang, how can you not take it as a warning?"

Cheng Yitian knew what he meant, sighed, and confessed: "I know that the real name of the Lotus Palace Lord is Xiao Jinghong. After a pause, he continued: "In the past, the Phoenix Sect Leader was called Xiao Jingyao, and today's Lotus Palace Master Xiao Jinghong is actually the sister of the Phoenix Sect Master. ”

"Qilin Valley is close to Phoenix Mountain. The Eagle King smiled meaningfully, "The Lotus Palace Lord has always wanted to marry the spruce to you. As long as you admit it, this Mo Duotong, who was pushed to the throne of the leader of the North-South Martial Arts Alliance, will complete the great thing that the famous family has worked hard to accomplish before-Yicheng will be unconditionally included in the alliance. ”

Cheng Yitian knew this was true.

"It's also very bad for me!"

This fact shook his heart even more.

The Eagle King sat on his horse and raised his left hand. Among the golden eagle guards, Chu Feng was extremely able to figure out the master's intentions and escorted the spruce out of the team.

"If she's willing to go with you, I have no objection. After saying that, the Eagle King's gaze was as clear as water, and he threw himself at the spruce.

The whirlpool of battle has tightly grasped the soul of this young girl. Spruce lowered his head and said nothing, and raised his head for a long time: "I'm sorry." "If you want to talk about it, in addition to guilt in your sorrowful eyes, you are sorry.

In her heart, she was also very helpless.

Cheng Yitian couldn't help but be silent.

Leaving the suburbs, he looked back from time to time. The reluctance to fall in love adds to the sadness in my soul. From a long time ago, when he knew that there was a Blackwing Eagle King, he discovered the deepest secret buried in Spruce's heart. What thoughts of the past, as well as deep affection for him, are carefully entangled, but it is still not as good as the affection between Spruce and the Blackwing Eagle King.

How much does the Eagle King care about spruce?

It is self-evident that he can find this from the distant Penglai Pavilion from far away, and his heart is self-evident.

And what about spruce?

Whenever he wanted to hold her hand, she always swayed from side to side, which was really difficult, and it didn't necessarily mean that she could make the decision to be with him for the rest of her life.

He may really have reached the time when he can give up on her, even if his heart is turning over at this moment. My heart also hurts, as if someone has torn it apart from the inside. is still there, and a girl who has been worried about many years will be taken out completely.

What Yuezhou, what Jianzhuang, what martial arts, all throw it in their minds and scatter it as smoke and dust. When the horse was reined in a wilderness, he jumped off the horse, sat down, spread his hands and feet, and lay down on the grass in a big shape.

"It's good to never leave the Dusty Residence!" he couldn't help but mutter. His thoughts flew from Jiangxia Farm to Lichenju six years later, and Cheng Yitian felt for the first time that his father-in-law Lei Chong's decision was sincerely for him.

Unable to get rid of the deep depression, he suddenly jumped up and shouted at the open sky: "Ahh The last sword stabbed out, and what poked at the body of the sword was actually a bird that fled by in a hurry. An eagle brushed the blade of the sword and folded into the sky, and a thin strand of blood appeared on the crystal surface of the soft sword, and then disappeared. What fell in front of Cheng Yitian was the feathers on the eagle's wings.

A slight ringing was heard in my ears.

He put away his soft sword and jumped on his horse. The wind galloped in the direction of the county seat along the master's mind, and in the blink of an eye, a woman's voice came from a very close place.

It was a forest, Cheng Yitian got off the horse, and the wind spontaneously rushed into the jungle. Cheng Yitian lightly hid in the forest. The front gradually opened up, and a large flat ground appeared. A girl in red and a girl in yellow have teamed up to fight with people.

And the one who is very beautiful with Jiao Didi is a monk!

Xiao Jinghong, the master of the Lotus Palace, still played the piano, but what was competing with her was the chanting of a thin monk sitting on the trunk of a fallen tree.

The soul-seducing Requiem meets the righteous and awe-inspiring Diamond Sutra.

The girl in red, Chu Qingyou, and the girl in yellow, Zhou Biying, waved their long silk very quickly, and they couldn't entangle the monk at all.

Not long after Cheng Yitian arrived here, the monk finally stopped leaving his hand, a pair of hands bent into the shape of claws danced quickly, sharp fingers appeared in the air, the air almost stagnated and became tangible, and in a moment, the soft silk of Chu Qingyou and Zhou Biying was torn to pieces.

The rags were messy, Chu Qingyou and Zhou Biying quickly retreated, the two of them, their faces changed color, and they couldn't even think of the trick of pressing the bottom of the box.

The abbot of Tianci on the trunk of the tree stopped chanting and lowered his legs to the ground.

Xiao Jinghong, the master of the Lotus Palace, hung her hands on the strings, and her allure was finally suppressed, not disturbing others, but stimulating herself to the point of surging and emotional.

The abbot of Tianci recited the Buddha's name: "Amitabha." Then, he said to Xiao Jinghong: "Master Xiao, about the Wudang Sect that disappeared more than twenty years ago, you can tell everything you know!"

Cheng Yitian, who was hiding alone behind the tree, only heard this sentence, and his originally calm heart couldn't help but jump "bang".

Abbot Tianci couldn't help but say: "On the martial arts field, Mo Duotong, the master of Qilin Valley, actually used the Ziyang Gong - this Ziyang Gong is the Wudang Sect Zhen Sect Divine Skill, even I have never seen a single word. Only more than twenty years ago, that person named 'Yun Feifei' went to Miao Jiang, and he looked for the Phoenix Sect Master, who was still in the limelight at that time, Ziyang Divine Skill, but he was afraid that he would be taken there!"

Xiao Jinghong used force, not the opponent of the old monk, and ordered the maid to take the qin back and stand up by herself: "Master Abbot, don't insist on talking nonsense, what kind of Ziyang magic skill? I'll tell you, I don't know." ”

"Yin Zhenren has been practicing in the mountains since he was a child, and he competed with Mo Duotong until the end. And in the process, some people also used this skill, the purple qi is ethereal, it is not formed, and the color is also very light, which is definitely not made by hidden people. The evidence is conclusive, Tianci's eyes are as sharp as an eagle falcon, "I am also here to ask the palace master for advice on behalf of Qingfeng Daoyou, if behind Mo Duotong is Yun Feifei, who disappeared in the past, please know that the palace master must know everything." ”

Xiao Jinghong didn't want to say it at all.

Abbot Tianci's face gradually sank: "Palace Master Xiao, announce the leader of the North-South Martial Arts Alliance early tomorrow morning, do you still want Mo Duotong, the master of Qilin Valley, to take the throne?" After a pause: "The old man is not talented, but he has to ask the Lord of Qilin Valley for advice in person." He sighed on his back: "If it weren't for the fact that the extraordinary relationship with Nayun was too important, it would be inconvenient for Qingfeng Daoyou to take the initiative to fight-" Facing the front: "Just today, the warriors you have cultivated with great difficulty would have been defeated in the martial arts arena of Jianzhuang!"

Xiao Jinghong knew that this was the truth, but the current situation was already like this, how could she bow her head? Raised his hand to stroke his sideburns, adjusted his breath, and stared sideways: "The North-South Martial Arts Alliance Conference, who is the leader of the alliance is no different from me." ”

Tianci was stunned.

So, Xiao Jinghong smiled even more: "Abbot, don't forget, Shangwumen can be here." ”

Cheng Yitian listened carefully, and could no longer hear the conversation they should have next. Xiao Jinghong, the master of the Lotus Palace, quickly led her maids and calmly retreated. The abbot of Tianci who stayed behind had a solemn face, and his white longevity eyebrows were also frowning tightly because of the sudden worry.

Cheng Yitian quietly withdrew from the woods and rode back to the county seat. There was private property purchased by Du Boyang in the city, and as soon as he came in, Xiao Sanlang and Yin Shisan greeted him.

The thirteenth brother, who has always been very aggressive, is very strange today, scratching his ears and cheeks, as if his body is crawling with lice.

Third Brother Xiao, who has always been calm, has a white face, and the green energy that has always been absent is even stronger today.

has been wandering in the rivers and lakes for a long time, and has long learned to observe words and feelings, after Cheng Yitian was side by side with them, he asked softly: "Is there anything going on at home?"

"The Shaolin abbot is here!" Yin Shisan always spoke quickly.

Cheng Yitian was really shocked.

Xiao Yin thought he was surprised, Shaolin had a very high status in the martial arts, and the abbot of Tianci was even more prestigious. Such a big man came to the territory of Yicheng, even if he was unwilling, Xiao Yin and the others felt that this was really condescending.

Cheng Yitian thought: "I just separated from the suburbs, I'm in the dark, and he's in the light." The wind is better than ordinary horses, and the abbot of Tianci came here before me, how fast should this be?"

Du Boyang was entertained in the hall, and after Cheng Yitian came, he exchanged a few words of greeting, and the big boss led Xiao Yin and the two to leave together.

In the huge butterfly hall, only Tianci and Cheng Yitian remained.

This is the first time that the abbot of Tianci has taken a serious look at the person of Yicheng Gongzi-

If time could be rewinded, he could still find a few people in the bustling crowd: the young man in a linen gown, simple, but also revealed a rare elegance, it can be seen that he was well educated in his childhood, and he suffered setbacks in the process of growing up, but with the help of nobles, life has always been very good; Attacking Phoenix Mountain, the mountain was full of heroes, and only he successfully broke into the Ascending Palace. The raging fire that ignited Phoenix Mountain was kept out of the range where he stood. The mountains are full of heroes and heroes who are helpless, and the six major sects are also furnished, and there is one more, of course, the peerless Phoenix Sect Master. Even in the most critical moments, she wore a silver mask, so that all kinds of people who pursued her could not really see her face until she died. However, her posture is graceful, and she is more enchanting than Bahe Liu. Coupled with the pointed chin exposed under the silver mask, only a true beauty would give birth to such an arc and angle of her face, so no one would deny her beauty. Of course, the most thrilling thing about her is the two past events: the capture of Bada Village and the capture of Wudang Mountain......

Time returned to the present, and what Tianci clearly saw in his eyes was still a face opposite. White and delicate, the arc and angle of the chin are exactly the same as the content in the memory, smooth and perfect. And the leisurely and complacent spirit is like that "him"!

"Cheng Gongzi is the dragon and phoenix among people!" The abbot praised pertinently, and his flickering eyes made Cheng Yitian feel that his sentence was insincere.

"I saw the white horses in the forest in the suburbs like silver, if I am not mistaken, among the thousands of horses in the world, only Cheng Gongzi's newly acquired wind will shine silver in the sun. ”

Cheng Yitian was very embarrassed, but when he said it so frankly, he was down-to-earth and hugged his fists: "The abbot has good eyesight!"

"So, the conversation between me and the Lotus Palace Master, Gongzi can also listen to a single word?"

Cheng Yitian nodded honestly.

There was tea on the square table at hand, Tianci did not move, and Cheng Yitian was not convenient to move. The two sides stared at each other, and the atmosphere became more and more oppressive.

Cheng Yitian couldn't hold his breath and coughed.

Abbot Tianci stood up at this time: "Cheng Gongzi, there is nothing else." At this point, I want to tell a story to my son. Of course, Cheng Yitian didn't object, so he continued slowly: "First of all, I want to say a name, that is: Yun Feifei." What an admirable three words this used to be, at that time Lao Qu was still a warrior monk who practiced martial arts diligently in the Luohan Hall, Shen Fangfei was not famous, and Bai Qi was also a countryman. Among the young knights, the mention of these three words is well-known. That person's original name was actually Yun Mourning Bai, but he was gifted and quickly learned. His mentor, the former head of Wudang, Ziyang Zhenren, renamed him 'extraordinary'. Yun Feifei! That is, twenty years ago, everyone in the rivers and lakes was an extraordinary swordsman who would not be a stranger. ’

"Such a leader, at the age of twenty-three, gave up the opportunity for his master to pass on his mantle, and before he could officially take over the head of Wudang, he germinated a crazy idea that no one expected. ’

"What was the situation outside at that time? Phoenix Sect Leader Xiao Jingyao had just run rampant in Jiangnan......" As soon as he said this, Tianci's body suddenly turned around. He and Cheng Yitian were face to face, and a pair of eagle-like eyes swept around Cheng Yitian's face and body, and continued: "The predecessor of the Sixteen Halls in Jiangnan, Badazhai, was almost flattened by her alone. The chief helmsman Zhan Fei was defeated for hundreds of miles, fled from Jiangsu to Hubei, was intercepted by the Phoenix Sect, and fled to Hunan in turn. At that time, Zhanfei never imagined that Hunan was already a cluster of different races, and Xiao Jingyao was plotting to the south of the Yangtze River, and she had already developed a nest again. When Zhanfei came here, he was undoubtedly forced to die. ’

"The Extraordinary Swordsman is going to challenge the famous Phoenix Sect Master alone!" Speaking of this, the playfulness on Tianci's face disappeared. The narrated past brought up unbearable memories, wrapped in Cheng Yitian, and involuntarily sank down together-

June 18 of that year would have been a clear day. The temperature was very good. The water of the Xiangjiang River meanders through, and under the moonlight, there is a piece of broken silver on the rippling water surface.

However, the sound of the piano is dingdong, and Xiao Jingyao, the leader of the Phoenix Sect, wants to make an appointment here to fight against the chief helmsman of Bada Zhai.

The feeling of playing against Xiao Jingyao is definitely not good. Although at that time, the mountains were faintly murmuring, the scenery was beautiful, the flowers and trees in the mountains were swaying and the insects were singing, and the days were very poetic. Phoenix Sect Leader Xiao Jingyao is dressed in white and is more than snowy, and there is no lack of elegance in her enchantment, even if she can't see her face, she is worthy of the words "people are as beautiful as jade". However, her eyes, which should have been seductive, always shot sharper than nails, and the soft body twisted was not an intoxicating feminine style.

It's murderous!

It's suffocating murderous!

So much so that the beauty that should have been the Yao Pond has become a disguised hell.

Zhanfei stood among several large rocks, his hands and feet cold.

"It is said that at that time, an extraordinary swordsman came to sing. The content of that song has been handed down, and it is roughly like this: the fishy wind and rain are cold in the world, and the rivers and lakes are fleeting in spring. The tide comes and goes, the sword shadow, there is no right or wrong, the winner is the king, the loser is Kou! There is no way out of the world, why bother to go, can you step through? If you can go together, everything will be wasted!" Tianci chanted quite emotionally.

In front of Cheng Yitian's eyes, there seemed to be such a person: a long sword with a diagonal back on his back, a green coat straight embellished, a long body, handsome and chic-it is the Wudang swordsman Yun Fei who trekked through the mountains and rivers and tracked down.

The young man who is ambitious is so full of spirit.

The arrogance formed because of self-confidence and the murderous aura that snatched people collided, and suddenly formed a strong confrontation!

Xiao Jingyao and Yun Feifei confronted each other.

Under the moonlight, there was harmony.

"However," Abbot Tianci's deep voice brought the imaginary a brutal truth: "This moment of silence has decided many turns-"

First, it is the main exhibition of the main helm of the eight villages. He managed to escape.

Second, according to Zhanfei, who managed to escape that night, the martial arts of the Wudang Sect unleashed by Yun Feifei completely restrained the Shenyin Spectrum Heart Mantra. The invisible but qualitative killing qin sound caused by the evil art, although it is not vulnerable to the powerful power of the Ziyang Divine Skill, but after all, the evil is invincible, and the Ziyang Divine Skill can completely resist the attack of the Divine Sound Spectrum Heart Mantra.

"However," Tianci said this, his gaze couldn't help but turn to the open space where there was no one. In front is an open window, and outside the window are layers of trees. Above the canopy of trees, there is a clear sky. Tianci's voice was low and distant: "A year later, the Phoenix Sect has come back again. On Wudang Mountain, the Shenyin Spectrum Heart Mantra defeated the Ziyang Divine Skill, and the Ziyang Real People's Blood Splashed Taiji Palace—how could this be? How could this be?

Cheng Yitian was forced to ask and staggered back: "I don't know." ”

"You should know!"

"I-"

Tianci's gaze was sharp when he turned around.

Cheng Yitian felt that if the soul was substance, it would have already been penetrated. Their eyes met, and he could already hear his own heavy gasps.

"Master," his tone weakened, and he lowered his shelf unconsciously, "I really don't know what's going on behind this. After a pause, he straightened up and clenched his fists: "I hope the master will make it clear!"

Tianci said: "Someone betrayed the secret of Ziyang Divine Skill. All things in the world, whether they are real or false, there must be positive and negative, and there must be merit and merit. ”

"You mean, Ziyang's divine skills are flawed!"

"Hmm. The Shaolin abbot, who had just shown his edge, returned to his usual peacefulness: "There are flaws." The flaw is in - "It is not triggered, because it cannot be said directly."

Cheng Yitian lowered his head and pondered, and then said: "Today, the hidden real person was defeated, for-this?"

Tianci turned his eyes and looked directly: "Cheng Gongzi, what do you think of the position of the leader of the North-South Martial Arts Alliance?"

When Cheng Yitian heard this, his heart was shocked.

Half an hour later, Abbot Tianci took his leave and left. The four heroes gathered, and when they heard that the abbot of Tianci actually supported Gongzi to compete for the position of the leader of the alliance, Rao is an old Jianghu like Du Boyang, and they couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

"Is there such a thing?"

Cheng Yitian nodded, eliminating their doubts.

Yin 13 hurriedly roared: "Don't the six major sects regard us as mortal enemies?"

Xiao Saburo was silent.

Du Boyang twisted his beard in his hand, and said after a while: "At present, there are huge interests, and there must be nothing good behind it." ”