Jianling

The rules of the Pichenmen have been like this for a hundred years, except for the heads of previous dynasties, no one can go out of the mountain, but when Qingru Daojun took charge of the Pichenmen, something happened. His only two disciples left the sect and entered the world. Shimen, the latter was sneaking in the middle of the night, and there was no news of him.

Knocking away is the senior brother Baopuzi, and the one who runs away at night is the junior sister Blood Guanyin.

Because of this, the world has to take a high look at Pichenmen. The three who came out of the mountain are all in the top ten. No one knows how many heroes are hidden in this mountain-but it is undeniable that after Baopuzi and Xueguanyin left the mountain , and have never had more than half a relationship with Pichenmen.After Qingru Daojun sat down, Qingzheng Daojun still closed the gate of the mountain, not asking about world affairs.

Blood Avalokitesvara, whose common surname is Meng, has a given name of Yanhan.Wearing the sword of the disciple of Pichenmen, the sword is named Diansu, and it is made of ordinary iron, but because of Meng Yanhan's murderous style, the Diansu sword has gained a great and fierce reputation.

"Your mother has been searching all her life to kill your master."

After Meng Xing drank the noodle soup, he felt at ease. Zhong Xuan cleaned up the bowls and chopsticks, and asked casually, "They are all surnamed Meng, so they must be related?"

"Both of them are orphans. Qingru Daojun loves to pick up children and bring them back to the mountain. The two of them are just the best among them, so they are accepted as personal heirs. In fact, Qingru Daojun's common surname is Meng, and the Pichenmen followed him." There are countless orphans surnamed Meng. They are senior brothers and sisters, my master's disciple's sword name is Zhuoyu, and Zhuoyu is made of crisps, so naturally they have a close relationship. As for the reason for the hatred, I'm just guessing."

Meng Xing said this, but he kept sneering in his heart. There could be any reason, Xiao Shuhua was probably to blame, but Xiao Tongbei didn't take the initiative to bring it up, and he didn't bother to gossip behind his back. This guy practiced his tongue well, from the beginning to the end, so as not to waste his drinking time telling stories to children.

After Zhong Xuan listened to the story and washed the dishes, the two of them suddenly had nothing to say and nothing to do, which was quite embarrassing for a while.Shen Zhongxuan knew that he was too ignorant just now, and must have offended Meng Xing, but at this time, Meng Xing seemed to be fine, and didn't know how to apologize, so he had the cheek to follow Meng Xing's room. A smile came from above his head: "What are you doing? If you don't learn well at a young age, you even want to take advantage of the master?"

Shen Zhongxuan didn't expect him to be so shameless, so he took a few steps back in fright, and explained with a blushing face: "No!...I just want to ask, that, where did the jade sword go?"

"Bichenmen door regulation No. 30 seven."

Shen Zhongxuan followed subconsciously: "All disciples belong to the Taoist school, so you must not commit suicide recklessly, you need to know all living beings..."

Meng Xing froze, scratched his head in embarrassment, and changed his words: "No. 40 two?"

"..." Shen Zhongxuan sighed slowly, "The disciples of the disciples are not allowed to marry outside the sect, and they are not allowed to have sex with anyone other than the head of the sect..."

"...That is No.60 Hachijo."

"After the sect master is promoted, the first apprentice under his seat will take over the position of sect master. If the first disciple is not good enough and has made serious mistakes, the elders can choose someone else to stand up for him."

Meng Xing was silent for a long time, and finally admitted that he, a fake Taoist priest, really couldn't memorize the rules of the Pichen sect, and said frankly, "The Jade Sword has been melted."

Shen Zhongxuan followed good advice: "This is the No. 20 three rules. The disciple's sword goes and stays with its master, burns and casts it. When a person lives and the sword remains, the sword is destroyed when the person dies."

Meng Xing has always known that this little apprentice has a good eye and ten lines, and has an excellent memory. Not only can he remember sword formulas clearly, but he is also familiar with everything in the world. You have to recite melons thoroughly--it even more matches his master's extraordinarily rich food and drink.

...It's great, you don't have to worry about retirement!

Wutong Mountain was sent to look for by the servants in the mansion, but Feng Lin's whereabouts were not found inside or outside the mountain. Meng Xing immediately decided to abandon his brother and ran to try the sword first to defend his ninth position.

In a large sense, the top ten in the Jianghu are not really the top ten in the Jianghu.There is no authoritative organization to recognize who is the first and who is the second. The so-called traveling thousands of miles, the ranking is all based on beating. Every time you rank in the top [-], you can challenge the top ranking people by yourself within three years, but there is no passerby in this situation. Helping, unlike trying a sword, has a chance of saving one's life. Meng Xing was caught by Su Lingge in a tea shop, and then turned back with a whisk.

But since the four sects divided the rivers and lakes, the Sword Trial Club has become more authoritative, and most knights will come here to fight, except for those old monsters who can't retreat and old monsters like Meng Wubei and Xiao Shuhua who have established their status due to some major disturbances , which is basically the ranking ranked by the sword test meeting.

The sword test meeting was held in turn by the four gates in the thirteen prefectures. This time it was in Wenchuan. Wenchuan is remote and the mountain roads are rugged. How many passers-by were jealous of them.

Xiao Tongbei set off a few days earlier than them, but only arrived half a day earlier. Gui Yuanjian was well-known in the Jianghu, and the Song family who was in charge of handling it respected the strong most, and respectfully welcomed him into the rest of the famous heroes who received invitations. Mountain Gate.Xiao Tongpei refused to take his seat, and stood guarding the door with his sword in his arms, waiting for Meng Xing's master and apprentice.

He didn't know Meng Xing, but he always knew him.The Guiyuan sword buzzed softly, Bi Wuwu just waited for someone to call Meng Xing, and the Guiyuan sword would be unsheathed in an instant, killing Meng Xing.

Therefore, when the Song family bowed to Meng Xing to ask for invitations, Xiao Tongbei stood aside, his originally long and narrow Han Xing eyes were rounded by him, and Meng Xing met his eyes for a moment before he sneered: "No invitation."

"If you don't have a post, you can't enter the inner door to rest. Let's go to the town at the foot of the mountain."

The Song family was a martial artist, although the two gatekeepers also thought Meng Xing was good-looking, they felt humiliated afterward. Even with such an embroidered pillow, they dared to force their way into the inner door to rest. The inner door has always only accommodated famous heroes, and this man could not escape.

Meng Xing smiled good-naturedly, seeing Xiao Tongbei's suspicious face, sighed half-truthfully, and planned to leave with Shen Zhongxuan, but saw a man walking out of the door. Delicate, with a thin body, but excellent temperament, with black silk draped over her arms, she embraces a lyre, with a long body, as clean and elegant as a gentleman's green bamboo.He was smiling, this smile was just right, neither flattering nor arrogant, it was so gentle, when passing by Xiao Tongbei, he still nodded his head to salute, Xiao Tongbei raised his chin as an answer, Meng Xing suddenly smiled, Reach out and stop the person.

"Yan is still alive, come to pick up the poor?"

Yan Huansheng: "..."

He said politely: "I'm going down the mountain to pick up two lost friends. I don't know your Excellency..."

Meng Xing pointed to himself with a smile: "One." Then he pointed to Chong Xuan: "Two."

"..." Yan Huansheng has never seen such a friend, but he is very self-cultivated, so he doesn't show any anger, "Your Excellency really knows how to joke."

"Is Feng Lin in there?"

Yan Huansheng paused with his fingers, and subconsciously held down the strings. Out of the corner of his eye, he happened to catch a glimpse of Shen Chongxuan's hand on the Diansu sword, and immediately turned around to salute the two gatekeepers of the Song family: "These two are exactly Yan. My friend, this trip is far away, and I accidentally lost the invitation card..."

The two hurriedly returned the greeting very understandingly: "Wherever you are, young heroes, please come in."

Meng Xingsui led Shen Zhongxuan into the mountain gate with a playful smile on his face, and when he and Xiao Tongbei missed him, he blinked heartily and whispered, "It's all said that the poor are gone."

Xiao Tongbei: "..."

Deceive one's ears and steal one's bell, trying to cover up one's merits, there is no money here, nothing more than that!

After all, the Song family is one of the four major sects. No matter how poor Wenchuan is, they can't afford to try the sword meeting. Therefore, the Song family children in Wenchuan all go all out. On the other side, everyone and You Rongyan worked hard to organize the sword test meeting.

Compared with the Feng family whose relationship is maintained by interests, the Song family is much warmer.

After all, there are many people and poor people, and it is only warm when crowded.

Meng Xing looked at the arena set up by the Sword Trial Club. Hearing that it took the Song family a whole year for the arena that looked like it would collapse in the first blow, he was worried for a while. One or two days before the game, it was a pitiful death.After all, if you don't talk about Xiao Tongpei, I'm afraid you can just mention Feng Henwan casually. One sword in this ring is not enough to strike one.

Yan Huansheng only led him in, then smiled like a spring breeze and bowed his hands to him: "Although I don't know what your Excellency's intentions are, I can only send you two here."

"If you send it off again, you'll be in the bridal chamber. It's really not possible." Meng Xing also smiled at him. Both of them were fake smiles, but each smiled more handsomely than the other. Yan Huansheng seemed to be provoked by him to make him want to laugh even more. With light waves in his eyes, he lifted the hem of his vermilion clothes, and said gracefully, "The Taoist priest is really funny."

"It's a great fortune for the poor to make you smile. If you take the liberty to ask Mr. Zhanchun, have you ever been recruited by the court?"

Yan Huansheng didn't want him to be so straightforward, but his smile didn't fade for a moment, and he said in a warm voice: "Yan has a false name, so I've seen him come here. However, what I want in my life is to play the piano under the moon and make beautiful women cry, so I never accepted it."

Meng Xing pointed out something: "That's right, Mr. Zhanchun has Yundu Huanxizong as his backer, so why worry about the imperial court?"

Yan Huansheng didn't seem to hear his insinuation, but his voice was still gentle: "The friendship with the Huanxi Sect is good, but I have climbed to the top. Daochang is a fairy, is he a disciple of the Pichen Sect?"

Fart, besides Qing Zheng Daojun, who else would dare to go down the mountain at Pichenmen?Meng Xing rolled his eyes in his heart, but there was a grin on his face: "The threshold of the Pichen Gate is too high, and the poor are small and small, so they dare not climb high. But if you are a poor family, you don't have to worry about it."

Yan Huansheng really doesn't understand how this fellow is ostentatiously crossing the street with a face that everyone says is beautiful, dressed in white, wearing a Taoist crown, holding a dust whisk in his hand, wishing to write "your ancestor Meng Xing" on his face, but also What's the point of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger like this.However, he was taught to be good by Feng Lin, so he didn't bother to expose Meng Xing, so he just smiled and thanked him in a few words.

"Are people in Yundu so rampant these days?" Meng Xing sighed in admiration, remembering that Yan Huansheng had fought dozens of rounds of verbal swords and swords without revealing Feng Lin's whereabouts. It can be seen that his tone is strict and cannot be underestimated, " From what I see of him, either we guessed wrong, Feng Lin was not tied up by him, or he and Feng Lin were just young couples fighting, this time the husband took him back, so he is justified and doesn't bother us outsiders."

Shen Zhongxuan helped to pack the clothes. Just now, he felt dizzy when he heard the two of them interacting with each other. Now he asked, "You don't even register for a fight?"

Meng Xing shook his head: "This time, it's not time to compete for rankings."

"Then you came here so aggressively just to annoy Senior Xiao?"

Meng Xing wanted to say that he did have such intentions, but saw that Shen Zhongxuan was full of disapproval, so he quickly changed his words and explained: "Chongyan was born."

"..." Shen Zhongxuan glanced at Jushuangjian with a cold light, and recalled Yan Huansheng's pale face and thin figure like a sick child, and only suspected that Meng Xing would bully the weak with a sword Chop that violin and everything will be fine.

Meng Xing had no choice but to continue to explain: "If he really took Feng Lin away, then he must have had a good friendship with Feng Lin in recent years, and we can dig some information from him to find Feng Lang."

Chong Xuan: "You say yes."

"...it is true."