How can there be a brother in the rivers and lakes to have fun?

Farewell for three days, and treat each other with admiration.

When he saw Jian Qianshan, Zuo Liuchen suddenly remembered this sentence.

A young man in his early twenties, still dressed in coarse linen filial piety, with a sword behind his left hand and a dust whisk hanging around his waist.The extremely calm expression on his face is very similar to the way home when he was young, but his snowy white hair is tied up with a hairpin, and with the cinnabar-like bright red on the head of the hairpin, it looks like a little red in the snow. plum.

If he once felt that there was a majestic mountain peak in front of him when he was facing the return journey, then now he felt that the disciple on the return journey was a plum blossom growing on the top of the peak.

After a few polite words on the scene, Jian Qianshan returned the broken jade to him, and then lied expressionlessly: "This object was picked up by a disciple of our sect by accident, but it was already broken when it was picked up. I recognize it This belongs to the Left Alliance Leader, so I specially invite the Left Alliance Leader to come back." After he finished speaking, he turned his hand to pick up the whisk and put it on the crook of his arm, and nodded slightly:

"In addition, the inner strength of the leader of the left alliance is really admirable to the younger generation. If the leader has time, this junior would like to ask the leader of the left for advice."

As he said this, he handed the Dao Xin Gui Ya Sword to Feng Heming who was beside him.Zuo Liuchen's heart skipped a beat - this kid, isn't he going to beat him with a fly whisk?

"Hey," Xingheying touched Shui Fengqing with his elbow, with a bamboo leaf in his mouth, with a nonchalant expression, "Old man, do you think my senior brother can beat Zuo Liuchen this time?"

Shui Fengqing was standing on the edge of the cliff at this moment, overlooking the valley below.Here is the shady slope of Changyun Peak, with a slightly wider valley sandwiched between steep rock walls on both sides, called Sigui Gorge.Xingheying seldom comes here, because Sigui Gorge only leads to the Huaji Peak of the Thirteen Peaks, and there is nothing on Huaji Peak—except for the burial grounds of the past masters.

Shui Fengqing had been looking at Siguixia all the time, and now he just waved his hand to brush Xingheying's paws away: "Whether he won or not, don't you have any points in your mind? Before the fight started, I ran to him to make jokes and give gifts. Isn't it because he is afraid that he will be too rigid and easy to break. Didn't he break his sword last time? If he fights Zuo Liuchen with the Dao Xin Gui Ya sword this time, he will lose. Eight."

"Speaking so well, don't you think he's sure to win?" Xingheying couldn't understand Shui Fengqing's supernatural appearance, and leaned against an old tree behind him, "If he wins, probably today You should send Master and his elders to Huaji Peak, aren't you here just waiting for them to come?"

Shui Fengqing was punctured, but he was not annoyed, he just turned his head slowly to look at Xingheying: "Isn't it the same for you, kid? He takes a ride."

"Who said that, I just don't want to watch them fight, so I just come here to accompany you." Xingheying folded his arms and turned his head, so Shui Fengqing finally laughed, and turned to look at him sideways:

"Are you saying that there is something wrong with you? No one will laugh at you in sackcloth and filial piety. You have to wrap another clothes outside to cover it up. If you say that you are not a filial piety on the way home, then I am not dead yet. You wear filial piety. Do you need an extra dress because it's cold?"

"Yeah, I'm cold." That's how thick-skinned he was to the extreme, Xingheying raised his head again, looking proud and indulgent.Shui Fengqing laughed a few more times, and then looked at the sky slightly:

"Okay, you can do whatever you want. If one day I'm gone, don't wear filial piety clothes, just drink a few jars of wine and it's over."

Xingheying read a few traces of sentimentality in his words, suddenly felt that something was wrong, turned to look at Shui Fengqing's back: "What are you talking about?"

Shui Fengqing still had a smile on his face, and he saw a group of people coming in from Taniguchi.The snow-white Taoist robes are adorned with snow-green or bright blue colors, but they all wear filial piety.The young man carrying the coffin in the front left has snow-colored white hair as bright as the clouds in the sky.Shui Fengqing's eyes fell on his waist, with a dust whisk hanging on it.

"Heh..." He suddenly laughed, the voice was not loud, only Xingheying could hear it in such a place where the mountain wind was howling.So Xingheying looked at him with doubts, and he raised his chin slightly, indicating that he was talking about Jian Qianshan:

"On the way home, I can feel at ease to have such an apprentice in my life."

Xingheying was slightly puzzled, and Shui Fengqing's eyes fell on the coffin: "When he took over as the head, he also encountered the challenge from the righteous group. At that time, the 72 Escort League was not as large as it is now. Zuo Liuchen wanted to make a name for himself, so he was the first one to go up and call him."

When he said this, his eyes suddenly became gentle: "It was summer at that time, and I hid in the tree and watched them. Zuo Liuchen's great strength is originally the internal strength of the strong, and he had just reached the eighth stage at the time. After fighting with him for a while, he suddenly came up with an idea, withdrawing his internal strength and using his whisk to fight him. The sword is strong and the whisk is soft, using softness to overcome rigidity, and left Zuo Liuchen with nowhere to focus."

Xinghe Yinglue thought about it for a while, and when he was dissatisfied, Shui Fengqing slapped him on the back of the head: "Let's not talk about your trick of sneaking up on him when he doesn't react. .”

"If you win, you win. You don't care how I won!" Xingheying rolled his eyes, "I didn't cheat on his daughter, I didn't sleep with his wife, and I didn't provoke dissension to disturb his mind, so I just used light skills to sneak attack. Why is it embarrassing? Zi also said that he never tires of deceit, and my lightness kung fu is not considered a skill?"

Shui Fengqing's eyes were still on the coffin on the way home, watching them go to Huaji Peak, until they left the Sigui Gorge and no one could be seen, Shui Fengqing then turned to look at Xingheying and smiled laugh:

"Yes, you are right. Some people win without any means. Although you use light skills, you are still more glorious than their low-handed actions."

"Huh?" Xingheying was tiptoeing and trying to take a few more glances, but suddenly felt something was wrong when he heard the words, "What do you mean? Who used dirty tricks?"

After he finished asking, Shui Fengqing turned around and went back to the way he came from: "There is a wronged person and a debtor. I have waited for almost 30 years, and it is time to settle the score with him."

who?Xingheying suddenly realized that there seemed to be something wrong with Shui Fengqing.He couldn't explain why he was suddenly flustered in his heart, he just felt that something had changed since he left this world——

"Father! Wait for me two steps!" He hurried to catch up, "Who are you talking about?! What's going on!?" He finally realized that something was wrong, "My master... how did he die? ?!"

At this time, he couldn't care about the red tape of Taoist priests dying and becoming immortals, so he blurted out a sentence.Shui Fengqing paused, then turned to look at him, but there seemed to be some terrible storm brewing in his eyes:

"He's... self-inflicted."