heart pole

"Moon Sword No. [-], Obscure Flame."

"Ding!" A sword slashed at the sealed iron plate, but there was no response.If one strike fails, one knows that the second strike will not work either.

He raised his head and casually glanced at the top floor. After a moment of contemplation, he closed his eyes and pressed the sword, and the red flame from his right finger enveloped the entire long sword.

"Moon Sword Seven, Star Burning!" A scorching fire dragon rose from the tip, instantly illuminating the dark blue environment of the Seven Profound Pavilion, and two huge dragon claws violently lifted the roof, "Boom boom! "The entire Qixuan Pavilion shook violently, and the blue tiles on the roof kept falling.

"Bang!" Li Qingzhou, who always treats everything calmly, stabbed his sword into the ground, holding the handle tightly with both hands, trembling all over, and panting uncontrollably.

It wasn't that Li Qingzhou was exhausted, but a sudden sense of suffocation welled up in his heart, making him almost out of breath.

Due to the interruption of the move, the scarlet dragon quickly disappeared into the darkness.

Locked in the building, he has gradually realized the seriousness of the situation, but he can't hold back his rapid breathing, "It seems that the surrounding air has been sucked away." He narrowed his eyes, and there was no despair in his pupils, but there seemed to be a figure reflected, A figure in white clothes like snow.

"Report to Miss San, inside, the people inside have escaped." A member of the ink shadow department of the Yan family knelt down on the ground.

"Understood." Yanlu didn't stop for a single step, walked straight to the front of the Qixuan Pavilion, and jumped up to the third floor of the pavilion.

On the third floor of the pavilion, there was a big hole in an iron plate.

She raised her hand to touch it, only to feel a cold air rushing to her heart from her fingertips, which made her let go of her hand in a hurry.I saw a layer of hoarfrost spreading on the edge of the hole, coating the jet-black iron plate with silver.

""Snow Sword"? It's really interesting." There was a sneer at the corner of her mouth.

In the courtyard under the night, the young man in white walked hurriedly. He didn't care to watch the night flowers and trees, but was just tying a cloth belt on his left hand covered with scabs.

"Xusu." Two members of the Ink and Shadow Department of the Yan family fell from the rockery, one on the left and one on the right, blocking the way, "Mr. Ning, Miss San is here to invite you."

Tranquility raised her head and glanced at the two, thinking that she couldn't avoid it, she nodded calmly. "Okay, let's go."

As the two walked towards the west building, there were more and more people from the Mogong Department and Moying Department on the way, as if the deserted and empty feeling when they entered Yan's house before was an illusion.Tranquility clearly felt that the two members seemed to be looking for something.

Yan Qingchi, the head of the Yan family, and Yan Lingyi, the twelve young masters, were still in front of the table, but there were still many men in ink clothes standing in the hall, who should be the leaders of the Yan family.

The woman in black was standing with her back to the door, "Miss San, Tranquility has arrived."

"Okay." The third lady of the Yan family brushed her loose long hair and turned around. Under the slender eyelashes, a pair of cold and sharp eyes reflected the white-clothed boy, "Mr. Ning, it's the first time we meet, this lady is the third in the family."

"I've met the third lady." Ning Jingyuan was still indifferent, and her blue eyes showed her coldness and resoluteness.

Although Yan Xun is 30 years old, the eyes on the mature and glamorous cheeks are extremely sharp, and the whole person is like a sharp arrow sharpened in the dark night, "The people of Yunxuanmen don't treat my Yan family too much. Something happened."

After Ning Jingyuan listened, she remained silent, her calm demeanor was awe-inspiring, and she seemed not ashamed.

"But third sister, you haven't lost anything, have you?" At this moment, Yan Lingxi walked in, smiling calmly.

"Hmph." Yan Lingxi glanced at Yan Lingxi, who squinted slightly, and opened the folding fan in his hand silently.

"Father, Third Sister, Eleventh Brother, here are the things." Yan Linghai's unchanging friendly voice sounded, and everyone turned their heads, and saw that the follower behind Yan Linghai was holding a wooden box, which looked like a piano box.

"Oh? What is it?" The aging Yan Qingchi raised his dull eyes and made an old questioning voice.

"Father, it's something you've been thinking about for 13 years." Yan Linghai smiled lightly.

Although Ning Jingyuan watched everything calmly, he also glanced at Yanling River with surprised eyes. It is obvious that the violin box is near the water, which is an important item related to the position of the head of the family.But the latter just shook his head slightly, as if he had other plans in mind.

Caressing the violin case with a skinny hand, it was slowly unsealed, a pale blue light came out from the gap that gradually opened, and the dense wrinkles on the old man's face gradually unfolded, as if evoking his past memories. old days.

"I haven't seen my father look like this for many years." Yan Linghai smiled happily, "Third sister, thanks to you."

Yan Xun didn't say a word, but leaned coldly on the big pillar in the hall, watching his father's expression at this moment.

Yan Lingxi raised the arm holding the fan, but put it down again.Then he smiled heartily at the third miss, "Congratulations third sister, my father can finally feel at ease." Ning Jingyuan caught a glimpse of the fan in his hand trembling slightly. It's too hypocritical.

Near the abyss, the body of the piano is dark blue, reflecting green, blue-purple, and red-gold shimmers under the lights. The whole piano is like a beam of sunlight shining into the deep water with treasures, mysterious but fascinating .

But at this moment, the old man closed the piano case again, a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes.He turned his back, followed by a soft sigh, "Although I have loved the qin for more than 40 years, I never asked about the sound of the qin after it was lost. Now that I have regained my old love, although I have the heart to play the qin, I have no strings to play." Power."

The old man paused, then waved his hands and said, "Xiao'er, take the qin away."

Yanlu's body didn't move, but a trace of doubt appeared on her cold face.

"Xie'er, for so many years, you only know how to find the qin, but do you know how to learn the qin?" The voice of the old man is still so hoarse and old, but it seems to have an inexplicable power, which can be felt by Tranquility, which is the afterglow of the majesty of the Patriarch.

"...Baby." Yanlu stared at the piano case, not knowing how to answer for a moment.

"25 years ago, I married your third mother for my father, and this Qin was the dowry at that time. Later, she gave birth to Cang'er, He'er, Jiang'er, Hu'er, and Jian'er, all of whom died within a month. My father used this piano to play a song "Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix" and told her that no matter what, I will never leave. Finally, Shuang'er was born, but it was in exchange for your Sanniang's dystocia and death. From then on , I regard this Qin and Shuang'er as my life, but 13 years ago, Shuang'er and Qin disappeared at the same time and never returned." The old man recalled the past with deep sadness in his tone.

Yan Lingxi stood beside Ning Jingyuan, still smiling, I don't know if it was a sneer or a hot smile, Ning Ningyuan heard him say in a low voice: "If you speak so affectionately, why do you still marry Si Niang, why do you still have to live in a brothel?" Make that kind of agreement with my mother?" That cynical tone reflected Yanlingxi's various dissatisfaction with Yanqingchi.

"You are because of that woman..." Yan Xun was not affected by the old man's words, but on the contrary seemed a little resentful.

Yan Linghai suddenly held her arm at this moment, and squeezed it very well with a wave of palm force, as if intending to persuade her to restrain her anger.

Yan Xun looked a little surprised, only to see the latter's kind smile and slight shaking of the head, which seemed to imply that he was not impulsive.

"The Proof of the Patriarch of the Yan Family - the Xuanmo Sword is in the near water abyss. Only by playing "Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix" can the sword be taken out." After finishing his words, the old man motioned to the left and right attendants to help him back to the house. He was disappointed His eyes quietly swept over everyone present.

"Xuanmo? One of the legendary three swords, Xuanmo?" Ning Jingyuan seemed a little surprised when he heard the old man's words.

"Mr. Ning knows quite a lot, and this old man is impressed. Unfortunately, this sword is not the other sword." A light flashed in the old man's eyes, and his tone was appreciative. "But it also has a lot of origin."

"Dare to ask Senior Yan for details." Ning Jingyuan has been addicted to swords since he was a child, and he is very familiar with the swords of the world.The first thing he read through when he was young was the "Sword Manual" written by the sword master Pei Min, which recorded 210 six famous swords and their legends in detail, and attached his insights on the first to ninth sword hearts. Pei Min is also a legend He is the only person in the world who has reached the "heart pole", but no one has ever verified the authenticity of this legend.

"Sir, if you know the Xuanmo Sword, you must know the Xuanmo Villa in the Jin Dynasty. This sword was forged by a master of the Xuanmo Villa. Although it is different from the original sword, it is still the best sword." It is also accomplished.

"Senior, do you know where the True Profound Ink Sword is now?" Ning Jingyuan continued to ask, but the old man didn't intend to continue to answer, but just took a meaningful look at Ning Yuan, and then slowly walked towards the door with left and right support.

"Father, although the piano score of "Feng Qiuhuang" has long been lost, there are still many qin masters who can play it. If this is the case, the certificate of the patriarch can be taken out. Why is this sword still in the qin all these years?" Yan Ling Xi quickly discovered a bit of ambiguity in Yan Qingchi's narrative.

The old man replied casually, "The sword is in the harp, the harp is in the sword, the sword is in the harp, and the harp is in control of the sword."

"Report! We caught the little thief on the Qixuan Pavilion!" Suddenly, a member of the Moying Department fell from the eaves, knelt on one foot and cupped his fists and said.

A ray of doubt flashed in Yan Lingxi's eyes, Ning Jingyuan's eyebrows twitched, but he didn't say a word.

"Bring it up." Yan Xun ordered expressionlessly.

Yan Lingxi rolled his eyes, and whispered something in Ning Jingyuan's ear, who nodded slightly.

Escorted by two members of the Black Shadow Department in black, the so-called little thief walked across the threshold in a leisurely manner.The man's blue upper jacket and lower skirt swayed slightly in the cool spring breeze. Although the simply combed hairstyle was a little messy, it looked simple and beautiful, as soft as green duckweed floating on water.

"This lady..." Yan Linghai just started to speak, but was interrupted by Li Qingzhou's spring-like laugh. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, but I'm a boy."

"..." Yan Linghai, who was sitting in a wheelchair, smiled awkwardly for a moment.Not only that, when Tranquility saw his attire, he turned his head and glanced at Yanlingxi, his eyes were cool.

Yan Lingxi folded his fan to cover it, just blinked at him, with a look of letting nature take its course.

Yan Xun took the conversation, his voice was cold, "Who are you, why did you want to break into Yan's house?"

Li Qingzhou smiled gracefully, elegant and elegant.He pointed to the violin case on the table, "I'm Li Qingzhou, a qin player, I like this violin very much. "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix", I'm willing to improvise."

Yan Xun frowned, then carefully looked at his clear cheeks, and was startled, "So it's you..."