Sealing Sword

When Qu Jin heard the word "Mu Qingshang", the teacup in his hand fell to the ground, and with a soft sound, his body was smashed to pieces.

The tea splashed wet the clothes and shoes, but Qu Jin didn't care about it, and stood up abruptly as soon as he slapped the table, his usually calm eyes were filled with unbelievable surprise.Patriarch Luo couldn't hold back even more, grabbed the collar of the man who came to report the letter with one hand, and asked word by word: "Have you heard with your own ears that Helian Yuguan Duanqing Daoist is called 'Mu Qingshang'?!"

The man was intimidated by the reaction of the martial arts seniors, and he stuttered: "Yes, yes! We were ordered to stay outside, and we heard He Lianyu accusing Daoist Duanqing loudly inside, claiming that he was 'Mu Qingshang' , still, still call him 'teacher, master'..."

His voice became smaller and smaller, because the faces of the eight heads of various factions present were getting uglier and uglier.

Hua Xiangrong's finger touched the hilt of the sword at some point, and looked at the silent Daoist Duanheng opposite, with a slightly cold gaze: "Daoist Duanheng, what can you say about this?"

Duan Heng only hated himself for not being quick enough to stop this deadly mouth in time.

However, he is old and mature, with just the right amount of anger and sarcasm on his face, he said coldly: "He Lianyu's mouth full of nonsense can make everyone fuss, what else can I say?"

He risked his life and death on Sunset Cliff and set up a kerosene trap to blow up the mountain road to intercept the alien hunting army. More than half of the team was killed and injured. Duanheng himself also injured his limbs. He was sitting in a wheelchair with a sick face, but he sat upright , when he spoke, he implied his inner strength, abruptly propping up his remaining prestige, like a pot of cold water suddenly poured on a fire that was about to ignite.

Sejian abbot is a monk, he would not speak rashly when it is not clear, but Patriarch Luo said relentlessly: "First there is Xuansu, then Duanqing, I asked hundreds of thousands of people in Zen Mountain, how did He Lianyu go?" Just clinging to the person who is too high for you?"

Daoist Duanheng replied unceremoniously: "If it is the people from Huayue Villa who took down the devil this time, it is naturally not my turn to be the one who is being held on tight."

"you--"

"The matter is not yet clear, everyone, please stabilize your mood for the time being, and don't give the unruly people a chance to sneak in." Qu Jin suppressed Patriarch Luo, turned to look at Taoist Duanheng, and first raised his hand to apologize, " Daoist Master, although Patriarch Luo's words just now were somewhat impulsive, they are also reasonable. After all, although 'Mu Qingshang' has disappeared in the Jianghu for more than [-] years, his troubles are still there, and he is as old as you and me. The old people are all vividly remembered. The Taishang Palace has always maintained its integrity and established its foundation, and this time it has contributed a lot to the catastrophe. We all believe that the Taoist priest will not shield the sinners. I am afraid that there may be misunderstandings, so we should clarify earlier For good."

Daoist Duan Heng listened to these impeccable words, he seemed to be polite and polite, but in fact they were all soft knives, and saw that he had just used the Supreme Palace as a way to avoid Duanqing, so now he tied them all together with the Supreme Palace. Both inside and outside are a dilemma.

The people in Samadhi Academy are really old foxes with eyes like sunflower plates.

Taoist Duanheng said indifferently: "When Pindao entered the mountain gate at the age of 11, senior brother Duanqing had already listened to scriptures and learned Taoism under the seat of his master. Lian Yu said that he was just jealous that senior brother had abolished his internal energy and made him fall short, it is all nonsense."

Patriarch Luo was unwilling to ask: "Since he is your senior brother, why does he look young and look like he is not enough? I have a lot of exchanges in Huayue Villa, except for the demon Helian Yu who has practiced the "Thousand Tribulation Kungfu" and used blood to nourish Qi to delay aging. I have never heard of any method of longevity in the world!"

Daoist Duanheng quietly tightened his fingers on his knees, lowered his brows and eyes to hide the fleeting anger, and sneered: "Senior brother has been studying my Supreme Palace Supreme Martial Art "The Promise Kung Fu" since childhood. Heart, has already become a Dao, not to mention not looking old, but prolonging life, why not? If Patriarch Luo is not willing, it is better to be ordained to become a monk and enter my Taoist sect. After dozens of years of self-cultivation, self-discipline and self-discipline, you can also live a long life Hundred years old!"

Everyone whispered, what Duan Heng said was simple and clear, but they still had doubts, but Hua Xiangrong suddenly said: "If Daoist Duan Qing has nothing to do with Mu Qingshang, then...why does he hold Poyun Sword? !"

The word "Mu Qingshang" is rarely known in the world, especially the younger generation, who have almost never heard of this person.

However, the "Poyun Sword" is a sharp blade that crosses the heads of people in the rivers and lakes.

It is not a magical weapon that is rare in a hundred years, but it can be famous for a long time in the world, no more than because of the person holding this sword.

Mu Qingshang, the master of Poyun Sword, wears a white robe with cloud pattern satin boots with arrow sleeves, an ancient sword of Flowing Clouds on his back, and a silver mask on his face.He fought from outside the pass to the Central Plains alone with one sword, in order to observe the world's martial arts and prove his own way of swordsmanship. Since then, he has been in the rivers and lakes for more than ten years. There are defeats by his sword in all corners of the country, but no one has seen his face, even less People know his origin, and can only judge his age from his voice.

His sword is as its name suggests, like floating clouds, moody and moody, sometimes gentle and gentle, kind and good karma, sometimes cold, hard, sharp and unkind.

He can heal the strong, help the weak, save the dying and heal the wounded, treat his friends with sincerity, escort the poor women and children thousands of miles away for a bowl of white water, seek justice for the prodigal son that no one believes in, regardless of his or her background, and even make friends with bloody friends A loyal and neutral warrior, he was one of the best gentlemen and heroes in the martial arts at that time, and surrounded several conflicts and bloody cases under one sword and two shoulders;

He was also ruthless and determined to go his own way, indifferent and ruthless to the enemy. Because of the tragic death of a village girl, hundreds of people were killed in the bandit village, and he turned a blind eye to the pious hypocrite. Almost magnanimous, with a sword all over his body, he is dedicated to doing the way, not fighting for fame or profit.

Such a person should have been admired by the heroes of the world, not the color change that has been talked about until now.

40 years ago, a generation of demons in the Southwest got the long-lost "Thousand Tribulation Kungfu" cheat book. In order to practice it, killing people and taking blood was a serious disaster. At that time, Mu Qingshang was traveling around with his disciples. He went over and beheaded the sinner under the sword to sacrifice the soul of the dead, and the cheat book fell into his hands.

Mu Qingshang's character was obvious to all at the time, both good and evil, so he didn't pursue the whereabouts of the secret book, just thinking that he would destroy it to avoid future troubles, but he didn't expect this man who had nothing to ask for but was addicted to martial arts to become an obsessive man Breaking the usual principles, I was moved by this magical book that has been rumored in the world for many years.

After four years, Mu Qingshang's master and apprentice disappeared.

It was two years later that Mu Qingshang reappeared. Because of "Thousand Tribulations", he had become murderous, and he carried out a sensational massacre in the south. No one, man, woman, old or child survived, so he rushed over to stop it. People, whether they are opponents or former friends, have become murderous souls under the sword, until their white clothes are dyed red, and their sleeves are full of clouds and blood.

The gentleman on the sword who was once praised by the heroes of the world, has degenerated into a monster under the sword who can be punished by everyone.

A gentleman should be regarded as a guest on the seat, and a monster should be tolerated by heaven and earth.

Not long after the bloody incident, Mu Yan'an, who had also been missing for two years, appeared at the martial arts conference and personally pleaded guilty to his teacher, explaining that Mu Qingshang had become obsessed with practicing "Thousand Tribulations" in the past two years. There is an affair with the Rongmo State outside the Guan, and it is evidenced by the jade chapter and golden order of the previous dynasty. Once the origin of his identity is revealed, it may attract the court to investigate, and then he will be punished for the same crime.

The people who had been in close contact with him in the past have now either drawn a clear line to protect themselves wisely, or were unwilling to be reconciled but were restricted by the sect, or turned against each other for the sake of showing righteousness.

The major sects and families of Baidao in the Central Plains formed an alliance to cooperate with the court to hunt down Mu Qingshang.After nearly half a year, everyone drove him to a dead end on the border of Zhongdu, and Mu Qingshang jumped off a deep ravine and a high cliff, and his life and death have been unknown since then.

Some said that his body was gone, while others said that he narrowly escaped death.

Mu Yan'an, who was the leader of the younger generation at the beginning, disappeared after this battle, and everyone who chased and killed Mu Qingshang was happy to prevent him from escaping from the dead and turning around to take revenge. At the end of the hero's twilight, that person never appeared.

It's not that no one has imitated it, it's not that no one has confused the public, but the countless counterfeit goods piled up together, after all, it's not the person and the sword of Mu Qingshang.

Hua Xiangrong tightened her five fingers: "We never believed that Mu Qingshang was dead, and the appearance of He Lianyu later proved this even more."

Sixteen years ago, He Lianchen, the lord of the Burying Soul Palace, "died of a sudden illness", and the new lord Helian Yu came to power, and officially appeared in the eyes of both black and white martial arts.

White clothes with silver face, long sword and satin boots, gentle like a gentleman when he doesn't move to kill, but after turning his face, he is so hot that his relatives don't recognize him.Due to the passage of time, the younger generation of Jianghu people no longer know the bloody past that was deliberately concealed by their teachers, but their old bones still remember it fresh.

"He Lianyu seldom appears in front of people, and even if he does, he seldom leaves a living, so we don't know much about him, even if we hesitate, we can't find out, until this time..." Hua Xiangrongshen Taking a breath, "He took off the mask. Although I am old, I am not dazzled yet. I recognize him as 'Mu Yan'an' back then."

Daoist Duan Heng's face sank like water, and he narrowed his eyes when he heard the words: "What? Just because he killed the 'devil' in your eyes, so you are saddened by his 'going astray' now? Do you think he is going astray now? This happened because Mu Qingshang took the "Thousand Tribulations Gong" back then, so he should be lenient? Everyone is so clear about the righteousness, no wonder he didn't execute the law on the spot, and presumed to say "public trial and conviction".

Patriarch Luo snorted coldly, and jumped up against the case: "You say we are partial to Demon Helian?!"

Duan Heng said indifferently: "Poverty Dao just doesn't understand, what kind of conclusion has the world's conclusions about right and wrong, good and evil become?"

The smell of gunpowder in the hall was getting stronger and stronger, and Abbot Sejian murmured "Amitabha Buddha" and said: "The Buddha said, 'The cycle of cause and effect, good and evil are rewarded'. It is undeniable that Helian Yu has done many evils, and the karma he created should also be rewarded." Well, as for the reasons for many of these hardships, we should treat them as retribution for retribution, one cause for one effect, and we are not apologizing for it today, but just want to find the source of all evil and fundamentally resolve this evil."

Qu Jin nodded, and said: "Helian Yu's crime is unforgivable, no matter whether he is Mu Yan'an or whoever, the mistakes he committed cannot be excused. As for whether Taoist Duanqing has anything to do with him, we all know Limited, instead of expressing your own opinions here, it is better to ask the Taoist priest Duanqing to come and make a clear statement in person. The old Taoist Guan Duanqing is serious and serious in life, and this time he sacrificed his life for everyone to catch the devil with his own hands, no matter what the truth is. The Samadhi Academy always remembers the Daoist’s sense of generosity and help. We can’t just rely on He Lianyu’s words to chill our hearts and blood. We should weigh everything again and again, and we can’t listen to one side and trust one another, let alone..."

After a pause, his face sank slightly: "What's more, when the Mu Qingshang incident happened, the old master was still alive. Although the Sanmai Academy set up a secret bureau to track down Mu Qingshang, they still have deep thoughts about the bloody murder and the shady scenes behind this man. Doubts, but it’s a pity that he didn’t say a word from the beginning to the end. Later, he jumped into the deep ravine and his life and death are unknown. Few people involved in the case survived, the clues were cut off, and the Sanmai Academy and the court’s secret agents had no way to investigate. The case can only be shelved until now. Now it seems that, Now that 'Mu Yan'an' has become 'Helian Yu', all the statements he made against Mu Qingshang back then should be re-examined!"

Things don't come from a single point of view, and people don't see the end from the beginning.

There was a lot of discussion among the crowd, and most of them nodded their heads.Daoist Duanheng looked pale, raised his hand to Xuanying behind him, and said: "Xuanying, you go to the Futu Pagoda yourself, please come to Yunshuitang, Elder Duanqing."

Xuan Ying had been worried and suspicious from the beginning, but now she could barely return to her original position. Hearing this, she hurriedly responded, turned her head and ran outside, only to be caught off guard by a person who hurried in from the outside. Hao Xuan did not stand still.

That is Heng Ming.

He didn't care about Xuanying, he staggered and knelt down on the ground, making a heavy bumping sound, which made people feel painful, but his face was not pain, but uncontrollable panic and anger.

"No, it's not good! The Buddha Pagoda caught fire, and Helian Yu ran away!" Heng Ming looked at everyone in the hall, "The disciples guarding the Buddha Pagoda... none of them escaped, and the little monk rushed over with the patrolling juniors. only saw……"

Patriarch Luo was impatient, and hurriedly asked: "What did you see?!"

An ominous premonition suddenly surged in Duan Heng's heart.

"I saw...Daoist Duanqing running out of the pagoda with Helian Yu on his back, his sword...was covered in blood..." Heng Ming clenched his stick with ten fingers in both hands, his eyes were open, "Let's go forward to intercept Asked, but he couldn't help but attack, two junior brothers were stabbed through the heart on the spot, even I was almost killed by him!"

Taoist Duanheng's back, which had always been straight, collapsed at this moment.

The heart under the ribs was beating violently like never before, breaking the rhythm scale that Duan Heng had been maintaining all along. The veins on the back of his hand were all over the place, and the corner of his forehead jumped suddenly. Only then did he manage to regain his composure, and when he raised his head, he found that the people in the hall had gone Most of the time, they rushed over to the place where the incident happened with their disciples and subordinates.

"Master, master—what, what's going on here?" Xuanying was so confused, he turned his head to look at Duanheng, but found that the Taoist priest's face was uglier than his own.

"Xuanying..." Duan Heng clenched his five fingers, "Send someone down the mountain to Jialan City to inform Xuansu, and you, you go and see what happened?!"

Xuanying woke up like a dream, and her steps were like flying, she followed the crowd and chased after them.

He was impatient, and wished he could reach it in one step, but this step was far away, and there was a sea of ​​people in the middle mixed with various chaotic situations. One side shouted loudly, and the other end angrily rebuked and clanged, making Xuanying unable to find the east, west, north, south, and more for a while. Not knowing where to go is right.

When Xuanying finally saw Duanqing, it was an hour later.

He followed the crowd from the top of the mountain to the mountainside, covered in sweat and dirt, but that person was worse than Xuanying's appearance at the moment.

Duanqing was surrounded in the middle of the woodland by the monks guarding the mountain and other factions. His usually well-tied white hair was scattered on his shoulders. It was not only covered with fine dead leaves and dust, but also stained with splashed blood. He was still holding the ancient sword engraved with flowing clouds, his fingers were as pale as ever, and the blade was stained with blood.

He lowered his head, Xuanying couldn't see Duanqing's face at this time, but he noticed that there were scorched marks on the hem of the sleeves of Dao's robe, as if he had just walked from a place of fire.

Xuanying's heart was half cold at this moment, and her voice trembled a little: "Duan, Uncle Duanqing..."

Duanqing raised his head, without any expression on his face, blood dripped from the corner of his forehead, a line of vermilion dripped down his right eye and face, and sank into his neckline, but those eyes seemed to be soaked in blood, and a circle of eye-catching eyes appeared on the edge of the pupils. Heart palpitations red.

The rest of Xuanying's words were stuck in her throat, and she couldn't utter a single word.

On the contrary, the other people who were waiting in full battle were the first to react. Someone shouted "Here is the traitor who rescued Helian Yu", like cold water being poured into a boiling oil pan, suddenly boiling up to the sky.

Patriarch Luo was suppressed by Qu Jin, swallowed the words "Mu Qingshang" abruptly, and said angrily: "Duanqing! It's in vain that we trust you so much, you even secretly rescued He Lianyu from the Burial Soul Palace!" Big devil, where is he now? Hand it over!"

"You catch people and you let them go, are you fooling us or have other plans?!"

"From the very beginning, I felt that there was a ghost in him. We have never heard of Duanqing for so many years in the rivers and lakes?! Looking at his white hair, there must be a ghost when things go wrong!"

"He also killed many comrades guarding the tower! Hundreds of people, a fire, just, just disappeared!"

"Look at his blood, how many people have he killed?!"

"Thief inside! Traitor! Take him down, don't tolerate it!"

"What's the matter?!"

"Everyone, don't get excited, ask clearly before talking! Daoist, tell me something, what happened?!"

"..."

One after another shouted and shouted, Duanqing just looked through the crowd with a pair of eyes, scraped everyone's face as if there was substance, and then passed them and landed on the blocked road down the mountain.

The strong wind at the intersection has not stopped, and the yellow leaves on the branches of the trees are crumbling. With clear eyesight, you can clearly see that the blood on the leaves is not dry.

... When you have passed by since then, and you have left soon, there is still time.

Someone kept asking questions but couldn't respond, so he raised his hand to grab Duanqing's shoulders in a rage, but unexpectedly missed - the white-haired Taoist priest was like a ghost shadow, passing him by with a bloody smell. In the blink of an eye, he plunged into the crowd, blocked the attacks from all sides with a sweep of the long sword, and opened his fists and feet as soon as the sword body vibrated, and he was about to break out of the encirclement!

"Don't let him go!"

Thinking of his fellow disciple who died under the sword of this man, Heng Ming yelled angrily and didn't hold back his hand, and swept away with his long stick, straight for his head.Seeing this, Xuanying didn't have time to think about it, she jumped over someone else's shoulders and stepped into the battle, the blade blocked Hengyuan's sword at the moment, and the tiger's mouth was broken by the force behind her back, he didn't have time to take a look, so he could only take advantage of the gap and turn around He said anxiously: "Uncle! What happened, tell me quickly!"

Duan Qing didn't look back, he seemed to have lost his soul and became a walking corpse, his eyes were only looking at the road ahead, and the tip of his sword was only moving forward. Fortunately, there was still a sliver of sense in his attack, and he did not cause irreparable damage.

However, if the anxiety continues, it may not be necessarily the case.

Xuanying was very anxious, but a strong force from the sword knocked him back, Heng Ming swung his sword away with a stick, his eyes were red and furious: "Is the Supreme Palace going to cover this murderer?!"

Behind Xuanying was Duanqing, who didn't dare to take a step back in front of the crowd, he hurriedly said: "Brother Hengming, there are many disciples of my Taishang Palace among the people staying behind at the Futu Pagoda. You all feel that you are burning inside, but the matter is not clear, so you can't act rashly to cause a catastrophe!"

"I saw him bring Helian Yu out of the pagoda with my own eyes! It was I who saw him kill my junior brother and run away! Would I lie to you?!"

"Senior brother, calm down, the five colors confuse people, the five sounds confuse people, there may be some misunderstanding!"

With a clanging sound, Heng Ming slapped the long stick on the ground, loosened and tightened his fingers, and said bitterly: "Okay, then you should ask him yourself, what is the misunderstanding?!"

Xuanying turned around, lifted the hem of her clothes and knelt down, grabbed her sleeves and said: "Uncle! What happened in the pagoda, where is Helian Yu now? If you, if you don't say anything, the nephew doesn't know what to do Yes! Say something quickly!"

Duanqing finally moved.

Before Xuanying breathed a sigh of relief, the cold sword edge passed over his face, cutting a line of light red, which sank into the dantian of the abdomen of the person behind him, pierced through with the sword, and the bloody sword tip appeared from behind.

It was a man dressed in the uniform of Huayue Mountain Villa's disciples. When Xuanying was speaking, he followed the chaotic crowd and approached. The sword in his hand hadn't been sheathed yet, so it was impossible for him to move.

"Peng Hua!" Seeing the disciple's death, Patriarch Luo was furious. Twelve fine iron blades protruded from the fan bone, like a spooky ghost's claws, falling towards Duanqing's head!

Duanqing killed a man, but his eyes still couldn't see the slightest wave, Hua Xiangrong watched on, a chill ran down his back, it seemed that the nightmare of more than 30 years ago was happening again, when she was young and was placed at the bottom of the team by her elders, but I am still terrified by that indifferent and fierce figure.

He is Mu Qingshang, there is nothing wrong with that.

At this moment, Hua Xiangrong finally decided that there might be someone in the world who got the Poyun Sword by chance, someone might imitate it meticulously, and someone might even learn martial arts and swordsmanship, but no one could become the second Mu Qingshang. .

Whether he is heroic or fierce, he is unparalleled in the world.

Patriarch Luo's fan should have been helpless to Duan Qing, but even though he swung the fan aside with his sword, blood overflowed from the corner of his lips.Seeing that there was no chance to miss, Heng Ming immediately formed an octagonal stick formation with the seven monks, sweeping, hitting, pressing, stamping, blocking, picking, defending, and hitting, the eight stick shadows joined together without gaps, pressing towards Duanqing from all sides.

Outside the stick formation, there are people who are good at concealed weapons and shoot with ten fingers, locust rocks, lancets, butterfly darts, sleeve arrows... everyone in the periphery dodges one after another, fearing that they will be accidentally injured by these hidden weapons that are aimed at the vital points.

Those dark red eyes narrowed slightly.

The next moment, the broken wood splashed everywhere, and the eight long sticks were broken into sixteen pieces, but in everyone's eyes, they only saw Duan Qing making a sword!

The sword was still going, and it stabbed at the center of Heng Ming's eyebrows in front of him, but at this critical moment, the tip of the sword pierced the skin, and a drop of blood leaked out.

Duanqing's movements suddenly froze for a moment, he turned sharply and returned his hand, the blade of the sword swept across the ground and knocked down hidden weapons all over the ground, only a sleeve arrow with a triangular barb was hooked on the sword body, and a thin thread was attached to the end. The rope, its owner pulled hard behind it, causing the blade to deviate by half a point, and it was reversed and cut off the next moment.

However, this moment of delay is enough.

Patriarch Luo's fan fell on Duanqing's back as he wished, and the lips of the white-haired Taoist turned red immediately, but he bent his elbow and hit the big hole in his chest.The zhenqi in his whole body stagnated suddenly, Patriarch Luo's face turned pale and he hurriedly backed away, only to find that other people did not take the opportunity to take Duanqing down, but took two steps back like a mouse.

Duan Qing turned around, he was holding a long sword in his right hand, but there was a ten-year-old child under his left hand.

No one knew when Xie Li came, and when he arrived behind Duan Qing, the young boy was holding a knife in his hand, his eyes were full of horror when Duan Qing pressed his shoulder, and he didn't dare to move.

The dense hidden weapons just now were intertwined into a net, if Duan Qing hadn't turned around, many of them would have fallen on the Master Xie Shao who appeared in the battle rashly.

But he escaped the hidden weapon, but fell into Duan Qing's hands, can he really please him now?

Heng Ming said angrily: "Daoist Duanqing, if you still remember that you are a member of the Taoist sect, let go of Master Xie Shao!"

Hua Xiangrong glanced at Duanqing with a complicated expression, and was about to say something, but Xie Li suddenly cried, interrupting everyone's blurting out.

This little boy has always been mature and well-behaved, and he doesn't like to cry very much, but a child is a child after all, and at this juncture, he was captured by Duan Qing, who was full of blood, and he couldn't hold back the expression of fear anymore, looking at Qu Qu who was in a hurry Jin and Se saw that the abbot started to cry. Although he didn't say a word, it was more difficult than howling.

They hesitated for a while, but Duan Qing didn't hesitate anymore, grabbed Xie Li and rushed out of the battle circle, passing through the wind and forest, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"Come on!"

"Save people!"

"Don't let him go!"

"..."

Only then did everyone wake up. Some people wanted to shoot arrows but were afraid of Xie Li. Although "the overall situation is the most important" is a useful title, but "caring for women and children in vain" is a shame that cannot be washed away in a lifetime. Xie Wuyi's remaining prestige is still there, and Xie's family is still there. If Xie Li's accident is caused by them, no one dares to bear the responsibility alone.

Abbot Sejian looked at the direction Duanqing was leaving with a long sigh, and chanted "Amitabha", but stopped everyone, saying: "Let him go, He Lianyu has already left the mountain, chasing him now is useless, how about Let’s go to the Buddha Pagoda first, maybe there will be clues.”