Jianling

Jianling Jianjue, it is said that its sword is powerful, has the ability to open up the world, move mountains and fill the sea, can learn from the withered vegetation, the change of mountains and rivers, the rotation of the sun and the moon, the spirit of the creation of heaven and earth, mysterious and profound, not the pinnacle of martial arts research People can't touch it.

The person who created this set of sword techniques is the most recognized hero in the world, Yinxian Baopuzi.

It is rumored that the first appearance of the Jianling Sword Art was that the Shouzhen Lord of the Sad Mountain massacred the world and wanted to create a mountain of the world, but Baopuzi, who had been hidden for many years, finally came out of the mountain. , but still alone in the sky, white clothes piercing the wind, a sword swept over, thousands of winds and rains in a radius of several miles, mountains and rivers were shaken, the mighty sword intent was like a rainbow piercing the sun, wide open and wide, and poured away like a sea-Jian Ling Jian Jue The eighth form, heavy Xuantian.

And Shou Zhenjun's world-famous "Xiaohe" is as light and agile as the wind, and it is precisely because of the ingenuity of the tip of the lotus that his figure is ethereal and steep, his body moves like a hanging man, and his shadow moves like a branch, neither light nor heavy At one point, two swords collide.

In that battle, Baopuzi won.

When Shou Zhenjun retreated to Tongbei Mountain, Baopuzi won his fame after a battle.Names and surnames on the list of rivers and lakes were changed secretly, and everyone was thrown away thousands of miles away. The name of Yinxian spread. Baopuzi detained Zhenjun Shouzhen in the mountains, and took the mountain where he was as the boundary, thus isolating Tongbei Mountain from the world. .

Until 13 years later, Shou Zhenjun's obsession became a demon, he couldn't make any progress in martial arts, his heart was shaken, and he finally sat down.Another year later, Baopuzi dreamed of immortality, stepped half a step between heaven and man, from heaven to earth, ascended to immortality.

In a hurry, it was another two years.

Up to now, sixteen years have passed since the disaster of the same sad mountain and troubled times.

"It's a pity that neither of these two are keen to establish a sect. Although Shou Zhenjun said that he shared the same sorrow, he only has two apprentices under his sect. As for Baopuzi's apprentice, he only has one."

"Shouzhenjun and Baopuzi are dragons and phoenixes among men, and their apprentices must be second to none."

"It's true. No one knows the prestige of 'Bi Wu Wu Wu'? After Baopu Zi ascended, Bi Wu Wu Wu was forced to enter the world, and his 'Little Lotus Sword' was the true biography of the Shou Zhen Jun. Don't you see Xiao Shuhua back then? With one sword, Song Mingyun, the head of the Song family, Feng Shen Shan, the head of the Feng family, Qingru Daojun of the Bichenmen, Wen Xu, the head of the Huanxi sect, but Xiao Tongbei was even more reckless. He fought Song Mingting in the first battle down the mountain, and he was able to beat With one hand, the status of No. [-] in Jianghu has been determined."

"That Bi Wuxian is only in his twenties, yet he is already so powerful?"

"Isn't it? In my opinion, after Baopuzi, only Bi Wuxian has the reputation of being the number one in the world."

The two sighed for a while. Talents came out in large numbers, and they changed rapidly. They also praised the later rookies Feng Lin and Song Zhubo. Cultivation?"

Originally, the two had a meal, their faces were burning with embarrassment, and after a long time, they said in a low voice: "Don't ask, that disciple who hugged Puzi has been out of the mountain for three years, but he has never participated in the sword test meeting, and he has never competed with any of the top five in the world." I don’t know how well it will be cultivated.”

"Alas, such a mediocre person is too embarrassing for Bao Puzi."

The person who spoke first shook his head again, shaking his fingers and said: "No, no, didn't you just talk about the sword technique that people in the Jianghu most want to learn?... Jianling Sword Art is the first, and Xiaohe Sword is the second. The Feng Family's Kunyu Sword is the third, and the fourth... is created by this Baopuzi disciple, the drunken swordsmanship."

"Drinking sword in the Jianghu is the one who holds the Puzi. Compared with the other ghosts whose whereabouts are unpredictable, this Dingdingjian is a real mortal. It is said that he hangs out in wine shops and teahouses all the year round, eight hours a day. In the midst of drunkenness, Yijian was extremely lucky. Although he was in his weaker years, he has never been defeated so far. Su Lingge, the former No. [-] in Jianghu, invited him to try the sword. The noise of people disturbed him from drinking, and immediately he held a sword in his left hand and raised a sword in his right. With one move, Su Lingge was powerless to fight... If he was sober and used the Jianlingjian Jue, who would have guessed that this strange talent has already mastered it? How heavy is it?—It may not necessarily be able to compete with Bi Wuxian."

All the gossip in the tavern stopped, and no one dared to mention this strange man again.Until there was a sneer in the corner, a bamboo hat twirled in the air, revealing the master's face like a banished celestial being, with dark eyes looking forward, spring sun and summer wind, autumn moon and winter snow, all in it.The sword intent in his eyes is majestic but not fierce, on the contrary, it is as warm and moist as a pot of aged wine, with the beauty of the sky and the charm of the moon, and the bones of immortality.

"Wonderful, Pindao himself didn't know that he has such supernatural powers," he said with a smile, tilting his head and clapping his hands, "I can still compete with Xiao Tongbei, thank you for your high regard."

Everyone looked at each other in dismay, one was shocked by Mingding Sword's prestige, and the other was shocked by the appearance of this horrified heavenly being, in short, there was silence all around, and their eyes were horrified to look at Mingding Sword who was on the list and came to hang out in the tavern.Meng Xing didn't say much anymore, he just raised his neck and drank the contents of the cup, with joy in his flirtatious eyes, he laughed and threw up his sleeves and left.A young boy who was at the same table with him stood up, laid out a row of copper coins on the table, and bowed to everyone: "Please don't blame me, Master, he drank too much again, just talking nonsense, there is too much trouble, and you can't stop talking." Wang Haihan."

Before anyone could reply, the young man had strode out the door and called out, "Master—"

A moment later, the handsome man in white went back and put his arms around the child's waist, his voice hoarse: "Shen Yuanyuan, if you dare to dawdle, you will be ordained and go up to the mountain to become a monk."

"I have a great name." The child lowered his eyebrows and looked down, but the words he said were quite threatening, "Do you have money to buy wine?"

"..." Meng Xing choked, and he accepted the statement, cursed in a low voice, and the two of them disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Only then did the people in the museum wake up from a dream, and there was a lot of discussion:

"This kid's qinggong is so good! He walks without wind, without shadow or trace... he is as wonderful as Bi Wuxian!"

"In my opinion, Bi Infinite is better. After all, he is number one in the Jianghu. If this Drunken Sword really has this ability, why doesn't he try the sword and inherit his master's name? Presumably he dare not confront Bi Infinity head-on! "

"Who knows! I think this drunken sword is unfathomable. It looks like a young man, but it's as stylish as those old people!"

It's just that no matter how much other people talked about, Meng Xing, the person involved, couldn't hear a word.

With one move, Fuyun fled dozens of miles away, and went straight to the countryside, feeling so heavy that he was about to vomit, until he landed dizzy and staggered, he was relieved after a while, and bowed to Meng Xing, his attitude was still gentle: "Disciple I implore Master to perform lightness kung fu after drinking and not to bring disciples along, if it hinders Master, becomes a burden to Master, and causes a catastrophe, disciples will definitely feel ashamed for the rest of their lives."

"Then you will only be 13 years old in your life." Meng Xing counted his fingers solemnly, "It's a pity that I haven't shown you the fairy sisters in Fenglulou yet, so I told you to live for nothing. I will feel guilty too."

Chong Xuan: "...you can think about how to avoid a catastrophe."

"Let's go back to the mountains to hunt rats and eat them. If you don't live to be 90 years old, I will send you to sleep in the teacher's coffin."

This is the 570th and seventh time that Chong Xuan doesn't want to talk to Meng Xing.

Not only people in the world are curious about Meng Xing's supernatural powers, but Chong Xuan is also curious.He had never seen this man put away his frivolous demeanor and treat others with a serious air, not to mention the way he held a sword.The most let Shen Tianzhu see his ability, it was a serious battle, the battle with Su Lingge, the world said it was a battle of drunken swordsmanship, but Zhong Xuan knew that, Meng Xing only Lazily, he lifted the dust whisk upside down and flicked it like a drunken fairy, just like brushing away the dust, Su Lingge backed away, unable to get up again.

Great.

The 13-year-old Zhong Xuan can only be summed up in this way.

The surroundings were very quiet, except for the noisy birds chirping which gave Meng Xing a headache, so he simply softened his body on the spot, leaning cross-legged against a tree, leaning crookedly to doze off.Shen Zhongxuan has long been used to her master's ability to sleep as soon as she says, and knows that Meng Xing will not take her temper seriously at all, so she has to clean up her temper, take off her coat sullenly and put it on Meng Xing, feeling bored Squatting on one side and resting his chin, he looked at himself as a master who is useless except for being good-looking and capable of beating.

Good-looking is true, and it’s no wonder that the world is superficial. Meng Xing was born with a pair of eyes full of the world’s romance. He is as fresh as a man of the world. Not heavy.

From the eyes to the bottom, the nose is sharp and the lips are sharp.

Zhong Xuan remembers that the first time he met Meng Xing was in spring, a young Taoist priest in white clothes who was riding on flowers with a sword in his hands, with a dust whisk hanging obliquely on his arm, looking tired and tired, he yawned, stretched out his hand to him, and smiled The meaning spread, and the voice was clear: "Ah, look what I found? A young man who ran away from home?"

Shen Zhongxuan knew that he was superficial, so he was amazed by Meng Xing's face for a moment, and then he lowered his head and pretended to be mature with a blushing face: "I, I came out to find someone."

"Looking for someone?" Meng Xing pondered for a moment, "Who are you looking for?"

"A benefactor in black who is good at using knives." Zhong Xuan thought for a while, and said solemnly, "If the Taoist priest can help the next one, I will definitely repay you with a thousand gold."

The little bun's cheeks were bulging, his expression was solemn, he was wearing brocade and satin robes, and he spoke in a precise manner. Meng Xing had been in the mountains for many years, and he had also heard Meng Wubei talk about the various states of life, but there were two people on the mountain. An alcoholic, the old one is full of nonsense when drunk, the young one falls asleep when drunk, and the sour smell of literati like the young master, this is indeed the first time Meng Xing has seen him, it is very novel.

But this benefactor, he knew it as soon as he heard it - a man from the rivers and lakes.

"...Hmm." Meng Xing regretted it a little, but he only glanced at the sword that Chong Xuan was holding, and sighed, "If you want to find it today, you will definitely not find it, but the poor can go and discuss it with your father. I'll take you everywhere to look for it."

"What the Taoist priest said is true!?" Shen Zhongxuan was overjoyed, rushed to grab his clothes, took the opportunity to smell the saponins on the Taoist priest, and felt refreshed for a moment.

Meng Xing found that this dead child seemed to be particularly close to him, and he also found it interesting, but he still did not forget his original intention and asked: "Of course. Young master, you are dressed luxuriously, are you from a wealthy family?"

Shen Zhongxuan lowered his head coyly, and whispered, "It's the Shen family."

Meng Xing's face remained motionless, and he smiled inwardly: "Okay, the young master of the Shen family has been kidnapped, the money for the drink has been settled, and it's just a matter of finding someone for help. It's a small problem."But still reservedly confirmed: "But the Shen family, the richest man in Yangchuan?"

"Exactly." Shen Zhongxuan didn't understand why he was so persistent, but Meng Xing suddenly said to him solemnly: "Do you know why the poor are looking for you?"

"?"

"Pindao found auspicious clouds gathered here from a distance, and there is an image of a dragon and a tiger..."

"Daozhang, that's the emperor."

Meng Xing quickly patted his mouth, and changed his words: "You have excellent bones, you are a genius in martial arts!"

"..."

Zhongxuan felt that this was often heard in the mouth of Wang Banxian at the intersection, but since it was said by the Taoist beauty, he could just believe it.

"Poverty Taoist Meng Hechen is a follower of Puzi in the Jianghu. If you don't worship Poor Taoism as your teacher, Poor Taoism will let you make the best use of it."

That year, before the apricot blossoms bloomed and the light rain did not come, Meng Xing opened his mouth in response to the mountain wind, and got a ignorant look from Shen Zhongxuan, and was involved in this river and lake for a little wine money, and there was nowhere to escape.

Shen Zhongxuan suddenly laughed out loud, he has been traveling with Meng Xing for more than two years, Meng Xing first said that he has excellent bones, and then his expression suddenly changed when he touched his veins, but then asked about it again, which only made him Practice at will, eat and sleep, let nature take its course, and grow wildly.There is no Mingjian in Jianghu, if Su Lingge didn't know good and bad at that time, Meng Xing is still no more than an unknown person, and he would have caused disaster because of this overly beautiful face-but the current Mingjian is the ninth in Jianghu after all, not to mention that he is far more than Therefore, if he is really short of money, there is no need to lead him to travel around.

But the Shen family, isn't there only money left?

"Yuan Yuan, staring at the teacher in a daze again." Meng Xing said, his eyes were full of teasing, Zhong Xuan's complexion burned like a girl with rouge, and he gave him an angry look, but Meng Xing pretended to be blind, then laughed, "Being a teacher is beautiful in appearance and kind in heart, so it's not like I can't get tired of watching it after three years."

"..." Shen Zhongxuan is not a liar, looking at Meng Xing's eyes, he couldn't tell the lie of "I didn't see it".I can only let Meng Xing face up to the sky with a cheeky smile: "Xuan Bao, you are really likable——as a teacher, I don't want to return you to the Shen family."

"...can you please call me by my name?"

"Huh?" Meng Xing leaned closer and pinched him, smiling unabated, "You are capable, you think the teacher is noisy, you go find someone who is not noisy, and ask him to be your master."

Shen Zhongxuan gritted his teeth with resentment: "Don't worry, you are the only one who is so free."

Meng Xing suddenly changed color: "Nonsense."

Shen Zhongxuan was taken aback by his yelling, but Meng Xing continued: "As a teacher, I treat you well. For you, I have never been to Yundu even after being a teacher. Did you say it was hard work?"

"..."

Zhong Xuan wanted to deceive the master and exterminate the ancestors today.