I am a madman

Chapter 8 Fragrance disappears and jade dies

Entrusting Wanyue to the Eighth Prince, Mingyu was finally able to travel faster.

He no longer went to places where crowds gathered near the official road, but chose a sparsely populated barren mountain and wild ridge, practiced lightness kung fu, and rushed on the road overnight.

Nine Heavens Palace's unique technique of Xiaoyaobu is the ultimate lightness skill in the Jianghu. I am afraid that there is nothing comparable to it in this world except the phantom of Devouring Immortal Mountain.

The footwork of Xiaoyao is exquisite, taking the essence of the Book of Changes and integrating the principles of yin and yang in Taoism. If you can understand the essence, you will be like the immortal who climbed to the sky, with ethereal steps and a chic posture. The essentials mentioned in Zhuangzi's "Xiaoyaoyou" are Without any external force, you can do whatever you want, and everything can be done.

Although the realm of walking on the wind is not as high as the highest point of the Xiaoyaoyou, it still has the essentials, and the Xiaoyaobu is named after it.

The real flying against the wind, one step is ten meters.

After traveling for less than two days, we were already approaching the foot of the snow-capped mountain that night.

Mingyu stepped on the tree trunk, leaped up easily, hopped and jumped among several trees, and stood lightly on the top of a towering tree.

The scenery around the snow mountain is peculiar. The top of the mountain is covered with snow all the year round, but the bottom of the mountain is green all the year round, and the forest is densely wooded.

The cloth scarf on Mingyu's head had already been taken off, and his long fiery red hair was flying freely with the strong wind.

Standing on a soft branch with his hands behind his back, he looked up at the top of the mountain, where he could faintly see a group of white palaces standing scattered on the top of the mountain.

Seen from a distance, the palaces are small and exquisite. Mingyu couldn't help smiling when he thought of the majestic and majestic palaces he had seen up close.

This palace group is indeed exquisite and exquisite, but the owner of this palace group is even more overwhelmed. Thinking of the beautiful woman's frown and smile, my heart is soft.

He considered whether to drop by to see the beautiful woman, but then remembered that he hadn't contacted her for 20 years, and if he did, he might be kicked out of the house.

Sighing, he had to admit that he was more afraid of the woman's tears than being rejected, so he decided to go directly to Dead Bamboo Cliff.

At this moment, there was a piercing sound ten miles away!

Xia Mingyu is a master of martial arts. Twenty years ago, there were at most five people who could fight against him in the Jianghu. The buzzing of mosquitoes was extremely clear.

He intuitively felt that the voice was familiar, like swords being short-circuited, and gods of weapons piercing flesh mixed together.

Jumping towards the direction where the sound came from, this is already the boundary of the Snow Mountain School, those who dare to make trouble here are either mentally ill or fearless.

Now that he has come here, of course he has to relieve the beauty from her worries.

It landed on the scene of the incident silently, and the bloody scene immediately came into view.

I saw a dozen black-clothed men surrounding four white-clothed women, looking at the fallen corpses on the ground, the group of black-clothed men obviously didn't please, there was not a single white-clothed woman in a mess.

The four white-clothed women must have killed many black-clothed men along the way, but they were still closely pursued.

Seeing a few more men in black fall down, but these four women are also reaching their limits, their movements are obviously slow, and their originally sharp swordsmanship is delayed a lot.

Mingyu only turned his mind, his body disappeared into the leaves, his breath sank to his dantian, and he let out a long roar!

The whistling sound was made by deep internal energy, and it reverberated in all directions, and the source could not be found, and it was aimed at the men in black clothes in the battle group. When the men in black clothes heard the whistling sound, all the men in black clothes had a splitting headache and their eyes were blurred, while the four women in white clothes Unscathed.

A dozen men in black fainted in an instant. The women in white looked at each other with surprise in their eyes. One of them, who seemed to be in charge, took a step forward and cupped his hands to the sky, saying softly: "Thank you for your help, we It's a disciple of the Xueshan School, can you ask your benefactor to show up so that the little girl can repay you in the future."

Mingyu lowered his voice and conveyed the words from the inside: "Miss, you don't need to worry about it. I'm acquainted with the head of your sect, and I'm just passing by to help."

The woman was surprised when he heard that she knew the head of the sect: "May I ask when your benefactor met the head? Forgive me for being rude, the head has never been acquainted with people in the Jianghu."

"It's just an old acquaintance 20 years ago, I still have important matters, so I'm leaving." After speaking, he wanted to leave.

But the woman stopped her loudly: "Engong, please wait a moment! Since we have known each other for many years, please ask Engong to help us!"

Ming Yu turned his head, frowned and stared at the woman below, feeling that the matter was not so simple, the women of the Snow Mountain School were all proud and rarely asked for help, could it be that something important happened?

I saw the woman calmly said: "Although I don't know the identity of the benefactor, but your whistle was clear and distant just now, with integrity in your style, and your inner strength is the purest Taoist school, and you met the head of the sect 20 years ago. Is it the Devil May Cry Son who recently came out of the rivers and lakes, right?"

Xia Mingyu was taken aback for a moment, this woman was so powerful, he could tell the origin of her inner strength just from his whistling sound.

He said in a gentle voice: "It's this one, please forgive me, it's inconvenient for me to show up."

But the woman showed a sad expression in the next moment: "You know, you know... Our sect leader passed away a year ago..."

Hearing these words, it was really like five thunderbolts, and Mingyu's eyes were blank!

How is this possible? !How is it possible? ! !

That girl as proud as a snow mountain, that girl as clear as a snow lotus, is, um, gone? ! !

He jumped down and came to the woman in white in an instant. Regardless of etiquette, he grabbed her by the shoulder and asked anxiously: "What's going on?! Good man, what's the matter, why isn't he here?"

The woman was stunned when she saw this handsome boy with fiery hair for the first time. Seeing him anxiously asking, her brows and eyes were full of sadness, she couldn't help feeling sore in her heart, and she shed tears: "The head of the sect is dueling with the master of the dead bamboo cliff. Death……"

Hearing this, he let go of the woman's shoulders in a daze, and took two steps back, eyes full of bewilderment.

Twenty years ago, when he was acting recklessly, he heard that the head of the Xueshan School was stunningly beautiful, but he never put any man in his eyes.

So he went to the snow mountain alone, and sneaked into the majestic white palaces.

It was true that he came to the head's residence after breaking through five barriers, he climbed on the top of the wall, and saw that slender and graceful figure standing under a wintersweet tree.

The woman turned her head, her soft black hair slid by, her face was crystal clear like jade, whiter than the snow on the branch.

He was stunned, his feet slipped, and the stone rolled down, startling the woman.

She turned her head in surprise, and those bright black phoenix eyes immediately captured Ming Yu's soul.

The woman has a nice name - Tsinghua.

In his life, he has rarely seen a name that matches people like this, just like that clear moon flower, proud of the top of the world, overwhelming the country and the city.

Since then, he has been pestering Tsinghua all day long, telling her jokes and playing with her. Tsinghua is proud but also lonely. After a lot of effort, he finally became a close friend with him.

They went to the snow peak to drink wine and enjoy the flowers, watch the thousand-year-old snow lotus bloom instantly, dance swords and flute, recite poems and praises, and live extremely happily.

Tsinghua said to him: You are really the stupidest and smartest person I have ever met. You obviously think I am good-looking, but you are only interested in friendship, so that I can't even say the words of rejection.

Tsinghua also said to him: Mingyu, you are an eagle in the sky. When you see the beauty of the snow lotus, you stop and circle, but you will eventually fly back to your blue sky.

As she said, he left without hesitation.

But he never saw that beautiful figure again.

In front of four strange women, Xia Mingyu's face was wet with tears.

The boy does not cry easily, but it is not when he is sad.

The woman in white sighed softly: "My lord, I would like to express my condolences. Although the master has passed away, she has not regretted it. She pursued the highest martial arts all her life, and it was her wish to finally go in the competition. She just couldn't meet the lord again. , which makes her very sorry."

Mingyu turned around, wiped away the tears on his face, and when he turned back, he already had a soft smile on his face. He said to the woman, "Xia Mingyu, dare to ask the girl's name?"

"Little girl Yuefeng, these three are my junior sisters, Yueming, Yuehen, and Yueqing." She introduced the four of them one by one.

Mingyu and the other three women said to Yuefeng after the ceremony: "Can you take me to the tomb of Tsinghua University?"

Yuefeng nodded: "Master Xia will come, the head of the sect will be very happy, son, this way please."

Several people lead the way, and Mingyu follows.

Yue Feng said while walking: "To be honest, the three junior sisters and I are actually going to the rivers and lakes to find the young master."

Mingyu was surprised at first, but after thinking about it, he realized that they must have gone to Tsinghua's tomb to have a look.

"The purpose of looking for you is to inform you of the passing of the master, but more importantly, to ask you for help." Yuefeng said with a serious face.

Mingyu was puzzled, so he asked: "What happened to the Snow Mountain faction? Who are these men in black?"

"Young master, you don't know. Just after the head passed away a year ago, there was a dark force spying on the Xueshan faction. The Xueshan faction is far away from the martial arts. There would be no complicated disputes, but Yuefeng is always sensitive, and things in the faction often go wrong. Although I am extremely anxious, there is nothing I can do."

"Just about two months ago, a disciple in the faction disappeared for no apparent reason. I knew that the matter was becoming more and more serious. At this moment, I heard the news of your reappearance. It is ridiculous to say that the Snow Mountain Sect has always adhered to the principle of not getting involved with the world , but now the head of the sect has passed away, and the disciple has disappeared for no reason. I have nothing to do. I want to ask for help, but no one in the world can trust me wholeheartedly. Already!"

Fengyue sighed and said: "The head said that no one in the Jianghu can be trusted, but you are the only one who can be trusted wholeheartedly."

Mingyu was silent, thinking of Tsinghua's beautiful pair of phoenix eyes, with a dark and bright light inside, full of trust and love.

His heart ached.

If he had come out early, if he had come to Tsinghua a year ago, wouldn't Tsinghua have died?

He and the four disciples of the snow-capped mountain traveled together and arrived at the top of the snow-capped mountain not long after.

At a glance, this majestic and magnificent palace group shone like diamonds under the sunlight.

The white gate opened slowly, and a group of Snow Mountain disciples immediately poured out inside.

All women in white clothes quickly stood on both sides of the door and saluted Fengyue respectfully: "Master!"

Yuefeng turned around and explained to Ming Yu: "My master is the senior sister of the head of the sect. After the head of the sect leaves, I will be the oldest person here, so I will take care of things temporarily for the head of the sect."

Xia Mingyu smiled at her: "It's really hard work. Tsinghua University doesn't like to deal with things in the school. You must have been helping me all the time, right?"

Yuefeng blushed slightly upon hearing this.

Among the disciples who came out, someone with a higher status immediately came up and asked, "Master, is this young master?"

Looking at his long fiery red hair and his handsome appearance, he must be the legendary Devil May Cryer, but now there should be a Devil Cryer in his forties, why is he only seventeen or eighteen?

"This is Devil May Cry, Mr. Xia Mingyu Xia. He is a good friend of the head of the sect. Everyone should treat him as the head of the sect." Yuefeng ordered solemnly.

"Don't be so restrained, let's be reckless, just be casual." Mingyu smiled at them, but felt a little helpless in his heart. Back then, he came to the Snow Mountain School secretly, and rarely met so many women appearing together. Now let him alone How can a man be good when facing many women?

Although he was tangled in his heart, he still bit the bullet and went in.

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