The fragrance of Tibetan love

When Ling Qing saw Yan Yunlie for the first time, he was fighting with a group of horse thieves by himself, his clothes ripping through the wind, and his sword roaring like a chant.

Young Master Ling Qing of Wanyue, how many people in the rivers and lakes know that Guimeng Sword is as thin as a finger and as thin as a cicada's wing. It is more than enough to deal with a dozen or so horse thieves.

At this time, Ling Qing, who was not yet young enough to be a weak crown, had not yet faded from his youthful madness. Facing more than a dozen evil-looking big men, with a smile on his lips, his long sword was surrounded by silver and bright sword flowers, and his hand holding the scabbard was always behind his back , defending the enemy with one hand, maneuvering and withdrawing, the moves are gorgeous.

The situation was already one-sided, and at this moment, Ling Qing heard a string of silver bells ringing, and at the same time a gust of wind blew up on the ground, flying sand and rocks, confusing the traces, Ling Qing only saw a figure passing by himself.When the wind died down, the group of horse thieves collapsed like a mountain, their necks were all cut open with sharp instruments, and blood spurted out.

What kind of martial arts is this?

Ling Qing maintained a posture that was about to come out, and he was stunned before he noticed the person standing only a few feet in front of him.

It was a man who seemed to be only a few years older than himself, dressed in black as deep as night, with dark lines pinched with gold thread, and the fine brocade under the sun was faintly flowing with jade light like clouds and water.

The man's facial features are upright and resolute, his sword eyebrows are like ink stains, his bright eyes are like stars, his nose bridge is straight, his thin lips hooked into a smile that seems like nothing, and his eyes are like black water and deep pools. generally.

Ling Qing knew it was rude to stare at others like this, but she couldn't look away.

But that person didn't mind either, based on what he saw, the bloody and chaotic atmosphere calmed down for a moment, the flowers and branches and leaves around him rustled, and there was a faint and oppressive aura coming from the other party.

Just when Ling Qing was looking at him without blinking, the man suddenly did something unexpected. He raised his hand and used his fingertips to gently wipe off the drops of blood on Ling Qing's cheek, and then twisted He rubbed the bright red between his fingers, and smiled playfully.

This movement was very slow, slowly raising his hand, slowly reaching out, slowly wiping off the blood on his face... Ling Qing had enough time to recover and dodge.But he came back to his senses, but he didn't dodge, just staring blankly at the other party reaching out his hand.

Slightly rough fingers caressed his face, a little abrupt, a little ambiguous, even though it was a brief touch, he could still feel the temperature under his fingers, and the sleeves embroidered with complicated patterns flicked past his face, leaving a few A faint scent like agarwood.

"Pluck the flowers to keep their fragrance, and the fragrance will disperse in the air; scoop up the water and pull the moon, and the moon's shadow can't help flowing..." The man's voice was low and mellow, revealing a stability that didn't match his age, he said, almost in a joking tone, " The most important thing about the moon-splitting swordsmanship is its lightness and elegance, how can you "rely on the wind and pull the moon" when you hack and kill like that? How about...it's better to change the name to the moon-splitting swordsmanship."

With a bang, Ling Qing felt a flash of lightning strike the Linggai in the middle of the sky.Thinking that he became famous at a young age in the Jianghu, many senior masters, heroes and chivalrous men praised his swordsmanship endlessly, and no one has said so until now.Ling Qing's expression suddenly changed, his face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

The other party didn't take it seriously, instead, his face was full of interest as if he saw something interesting.Ling Qing was about to have an attack, when suddenly there was another crisp sound in the air. When Ling Qing raised his head, he saw a person walking on the wind.

The person who came here was very good at lightness, he was dressed in white clothes like snow and frost, and his belt was flying like blue silk in the wind. When he got closer, he saw his feet stepping on the branches and leaping lightly, and then landed lightly in front of Ling Qing. The crisp jingling sound came from the string of silver bells tied around his waist and tied on strings.

With a smile on his brows and moving eyes, if you say that he is as beautiful as jade, it is impossible to describe the beauty of this person. Ling Qing has never seen such a delicate and good-looking person, and he was born as a man, so he couldn't help sighing softly in his heart.

Before the man in white could stand still, the man in black stretched out his arms and brought him into his arms, then looked at him dotingly, "Didn't I tell you to wait a while, this place is dirty..."

The man in white snuggled into his arms, raised his head slightly, then wiped his forehead with his sleeve, and said softly, "Wherever Yan Zuo goes, Ling Jun will follow."

The man in black reached out and tapped the tip of his nose, "You are the most annoying!"

Ling Qing looked at the two flirting in front of him, with bruised veins on his forehead, and swept his eyes, he saw a long dark wooden plaque the size of a palm with the word "Heavenly Absolute" written on it around their waists. , Ling Qing was startled suddenly, thinking about the man named Ling Jun calling the man in black Yan Zuoshi...

Could it be-

I heard that there is a mountain in western Hunan, named Tianjue, and there is a sect stationed on the mountain, called Tianjue Sect.Tianjuejiao has been established for a hundred years, and it has always been mysterious. Because of the secretive whereabouts of its followers, who are good at raising poison and gu, and do not associate with righteous people, and often do things that violate morality, people in the world often call Tianjuejiao a demon sect.

There are rumors in the rivers and lakes that the leader of the Tianjue Sect is not in charge anymore, and the affairs of the sect are all handled by the left envoy Yan Yunlie...

Ling Qing frowned and thought, since the person in front of him is called Yan Zuo envoy, could it be that he is...?

Just as Ling Qing bowed his head, he heard someone laughing loudly in his ear, "Young Master Piyue, I have an appointment with a beautiful woman from Yan, so I will not accompany her, so I will take my leave first."

"you?!"

Ling Qing stepped forward holding his sword and was about to ask for an explanation, Yan Yunlie had already swept his sleeves away, and the wind and sand blinded his eyes just like when he came, and when the gust of wind passed, he was gone.Ling Qing had nowhere to vent his anger, he ground his teeth, drew his sword and slashed at the side of the tree twice, perplexed, he kicked again, and the branches and leaves fell like rain.

After venting his anger, he calmed down for a while, Ling Qingchu stood in front of the tree for a moment, then suddenly caressed the place Yan Yunlie touched just now in a daze.

There...it was like a fire.

At that time, in the palace, Gao Yi, the chief eunuch of the palace, was found dead in his room. His death was horrific and his cause of death was strange.

A few days later, Huo Xian, the deputy chief eunuch, was promoted to the post of chief executive.

Huo Xian entered the palace at the age of ten, and now it has been more than thirty years. He has dealt with the palace for many years, and has a set of skillful words and expressions. Before Gao Yi died, he was favored by the emperor. It even coaxed all the harem into submission.However, Huo Xian was not satisfied with this, and formed cliques outside for personal gain, disrupting the government.

In the next few years, the eunuch party monopolized power, and the court was in turmoil...

Six years later.

A group of people and horses were walking on the winding mountain road. The horses were all snow-white, tall and strong Yuncong. The people on the horses were all covered in black clothes and wore long swords around their waists. They all behaved solemnly and looked straight ahead.The carriage in the middle, the jade chariot canopy, is very gorgeous.

There is no one coming and going on the mountain road, only the sound of kicking horseshoes, mixed with the crisp sound of the camel bells hanging on the four corners of the carriage, echoing in the valley, distant and ethereal.

There are other people standing on the high cliff in the distance, the mountain wind blows from bottom to top, blowing people's sleeves flying.

One of them was wearing a white satin gown like frost and snow, with wide waist and big sleeves, plain hairpin and hair. There was a delicate and elegant style in his bones, and he was as elegant as bamboo. If he wasn't holding a long sword, he must be the modest son of some scholarly family.

"Ling Qing."

Hearing the sound, the young man in white turned his head, narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his thin eyebrows slightly, and raised the corners of his mouth secretly, with a clean and clear smile.

"Alliance."

Hold the sword and bow, polite and polite.Other people around also held their swords and saluted respectfully.

The visitor was no more than 27 or [-]. He was dressed in a crimson brocade gown, with a jade belt around his waist and a high bun. His facial features were correct and handsome.

"How is it?" The man walked up to Ling Qing and asked.

"Back to the leader, they have already..." Ling Qing was about to raise his finger to point to the pair of convoys moving slowly like insects in the distant mountains, when the person he called the leader flicked his finger on the forehead.

"What? In just a few years, Ling Shaoxia has grown in stature and improved in martial arts. This man...has gained a lot..." The man Gu Zi sighed, with a sad expression on his face.

Ling Qing hurriedly defended, "I was young at the time, so naturally I didn't understand, but now that my elder brother is the leader of the martial arts alliance, leading the Jianghu, how can Ling Qing be better..."

The following words were blocked by the man's index finger in front of his mouth, and he had a dejected expression at first, and a soft smile filled his face in a blink of an eye, and he shook his index finger, "I just love to hear you call me big brother , if you are called by the lord and lord again, I will treat you as if you don't miss the old love, and you also know that I don't keep outsiders by my side."

As soon as these words came out, Ling Qing couldn't evade any more excuses, so he just lowered his head and called out "Brother Dongli" lightly, and the man nodded contentedly, and listened to what he had to say.

Dong Li's family was originally a relative of the emperor's family, with their own fiefdoms, receiving the imperial salary, and never caring about Jianghu affairs.However, the current king of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, Dongli Langyue, lives up to his name. He is open-minded and likes to make friends with people in the world. No matter rich or poor, if he asks for help in trouble, he will do his best to help, so his reputation in the world has gradually spread.

Not only that, when Dongli Langyue's only grandson, Dongli Muyun, was only five years old, he was taken by Dongli Langyue to learn martial arts from teachers everywhere. He said that his grandson was born with a weak physique and wanted to take advantage of it to practice, but who would have thought that Dongli Li Muyun is quite talented in martial arts, and he had few opponents when he was young, and his reputation has risen.

Three years ago, Dongli Muyun fought all the heroes with one manpower and easily won the title of martial arts leader. Dongli's family has also changed from an imperial clan that everyone respects and keeps at a distance to a family of Jianghu heroes that everyone respects.

When Dongli Muyun learned martial arts when he was young, he lived temporarily in Wanyue Mountain Villa in the south of the Yangtze River. At that time, Ling Qing was only a child. It was rare that there was someone of his age in the village, so he shouted all day long in a childish and long voice. He wrote "Brother Dongli" and "Brother Dongli", sticking behind him and never letting go.

Many years later, when one of the two became the leader of the martial arts alliance and the other became the son of Wanyue, and Ling Qing no longer called Dongli Muyun "Brother Dongli", Dongli Muyun often made fun of Ling Qing with the things that happened when he was a child. Qing, even if he has the ability to command the world in front of outsiders, and has the potential to lead the martial arts, but in front of Ling Qing, he will always look like an elder brother.

"This time, that old thief surnamed Huo will definitely be unable to escape!" Dongli Muyun looked at the team of people who were getting closer and closer on the mountain road, and said expressionlessly.

As the group of people approached, all the people on the cliff showed nervous expressions.Although killing courtiers is for the sake of the sky and the people, if it fails, with Huo Xian's current power over the court and the killer who has a secret door in his hands, I am afraid that the bloody storm of the court will be staged in the rivers and lakes.

Ling Qing took a step back, so as not to let the other party notice that she was too conspicuous in her white clothes.

In the past six years, Huo Xian and his eunuchs have disturbed the court. The loyal and good court saw the emperor's poor government, internal rebellion, external chaos, continuous wars in the four seas, and I can no longer ignore it. I jointly wrote a letter to the king, and I don't want to spread it to Huo Xian in advance. In my ears, Huo Dang ordered all those who submitted the letter to be killed, regardless of children and children, for the purpose of eradicating the whole family.

People in the rivers and lakes couldn't stand it anymore and took action one after another to help the family members of the good ministers who were persecuted and hunted down to escape.However, if Huo Xian is not eliminated for a day, the country will never be peaceful.

A month ago, someone got the news that Huo Xian went out of the palace to worship the ancestors, but because this trip was extremely secret, few people knew about it.After Dongli Muyun got the news, he planned this operation together with several sects, intending to clear up the eunuchs and eliminate Qingping.

As the convoy approached their feet, Dongli Muyun raised his hand to signal, and the people on the cliff took out the torches one after another, and ignited the fire wire sprinkled on the ground in a curved line.

The crackling sparks, mixed with green smoke, flew down along the laid out route.

Ling Qing was a little distracted looking at the fire wire like a snake spitting out a letter, and suddenly heard a "be careful" in his ear, before he could react, his whole body was brought into his arms, and his head was pressed tightly on the opponent's chest.Almost at the same time, there was an earth-shattering explosion sound from the bottom of the mountain, rumbling and rumbling, which made people's ears numb. Ling Qing felt his feet shaking, as if the whole mountain was shaking.

After the explosion, the surrounding area was full of choking smells of saltpeter and sulfur, mixed with a strong smell of blood, and sand and stones flew up to block out the sky.

Ling Qing looked up from the arms of the person protecting her, and was looking at Shang Dongli Mu Yun's eyes asking if something was wrong, startled by the posture of the two of them, Ling Qing hurriedly jumped away from Dong Li Mu Yun's arms, shaking A head full of sand and stones.

There was a flash of disappointment on Dongli Muyun's face, his handsome eyebrows were slightly frowned, and his brows were wrinkled, and when everyone gathered around to check the situation, he returned to his usual indifferent and solemn expression.

Ling Qing walked over after shedding the dust off her body.

The amount of gunpowder they used was huge, and at the moment the mountain was covered in sand and dust, and only the sound of messy and collapsing rocks rolling down the valley could be faintly heard.Hearing Dongli Muyun say "Go down and have a look", Ling Qing has already stood on tiptoe, stretched his body, and descended hundreds of feet of high cliff with light work.

Dongli Muyun looked at the pale shadow, and shook his head helplessly. No one in the world knows that Mr. Wanyue is light and unrestrained with Guimeng, and his lightness is astonishing, but that person has no status at all. A master should behave in a low-key way consciously, showing off his skills in front of these people in the world, seemingly unintentionally or intentionally.

Seeing Ling Qing's figure falling out of sight, Dongli Muyun also exerted all his strength, leaping down from the sky.

The other martial arts practitioners on the cliff looked at each other. Those with good lightness kung fu would naturally not miss this opportunity to show their superiority. The others could only climb down the mountain from the other side.

The mountain road was completely destroyed, and the collapsed rocks were mixed with fragments of wood and human or horse fragments, and there were many hanging from the trees at the foot of the mountain.

Ling Qing searched in the woods, only heard rustling above his head, and then a lump of blood and flesh fell to his feet with a crash, but he was only half of the body, still breathing, wriggling and begging on the ground.

"Did you ever think when you hunted down Zhongliang of the imperial court... there will be a reward in the end?" Ling Qing said coldly, without blinking, and hooked Gui Meng with his hand. The wind of the sword was fierce, and the man was decapitated immediately, but there was no blood on the Guimeng sword.

The affairs of the imperial court have nothing to do with the Jianghu, but the eunuchs are acting as minions, which makes it difficult for them, the people in the Jianghu, to calm their anger.

He didn't take two steps forward, Ling Qing caught a glimpse of a black sleeve among the branches and leaves, thought it was the eunuch's guard, and used Guimeng to push away the branches, but the next moment he stood there in a daze.

The person lying on the ground had abrasions on his body and face, but the most serious one was on the left shoulder blade. Compared to humans, the injuries were minor.

Ling Qing's gaze moved from the man's slightly heaving chest to his face... It was a handsome face with sharp edges and corners, thin lips tightly pursed, thick eyebrows like swords, and carved lines, extremely tough.

And if he is awake, his eyes must be as deep as a black pool and as deep as the night dyed; That person always wears a black long gown with flowing clouds and dark patterns, surrounded by beauties, and his chic and unrestrained style is unforgettable...

Ling Qing naturally recognized him——Yan Yunlie, the current leader of Tianjue Sect!

"Ling Qing!"

Hearing Dongli Muyun's voice looking for him, Ling Qing froze for a moment, then retracted the Guimeng Sword, and Zhi Congfu returned to its original state.Ling Qing turned around to leave but felt that something was wrong, and swiped the sword twice in the air, the branches that were swept off by the sword energy fell down, completely covering the place where Yan Yunlie was lying.

After doing this, Ling Qing turned around and walked eastward to Mu Yun.

Dongli Muyun and other people from the rivers and lakes had already arrived at the foot of the mountain, rummaging through the mess, trying to find evidence that could prove that Huo Xian was among the broken limbs.But what they found surprised them. Those corpses were all wearing the teaching orders of the Heaven's Absolute Sect...

"We may...be taken advantage of..." When Ling Qing walked out of the woods, he saw Dongli Muyun holding his hand, and what looked like a wooden sign in his hand instantly turned into powder and scattered.

"Brother Dongli, did you find the eunuch's body?"

Dongli Muyun's face was full of unconcealable anger, but after seeing Ling Qing who spoke, he quickly returned to his original calmness and gentleness. He shook his head and sighed, "We were deceived, these are amazing who teach."

Hearing this, Ling Qing was about to speak, but when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them after thinking for a while, then lowered his head, and kept silent.

When the group returned to the villa where they stayed, Dongli Muyun immediately sent someone to find out the person who released the news, and then worried about how to explain it to Tianjuejiao.

The members of Tianjue Sect are good at poisonous Gu and even more soul-stirring. They are called the Demon Sect by the righteous way of the world. Teaching but not endangering martial arts, no one will care about their survival.

However, after Huo Xian came to power, he tried his best to win over Tianjuejiao, and some people who did not know where provoked troubles and clashed with Tianjuejiao several times. Now the original peaceful relationship between Wulin Zhengdao and Tianjuejiao has become precarious. The thing is obviously that someone deliberately released false news in order to make Tianjuejiao and Wulin Zhengdao turn against each other.

"The current plan is to find the person who released the news... Ling Qing? Ling Qing?"

Ling Qing sat at the side, staring blankly at the ground, Dongli Muyun called out twice before he came back to his senses, naturally he didn't hear what Dongli Muyun said before.

"What? Have you got a headache again?" Dongli Muyun was concerned, and seeing Ling Qing shaking his head, he patted Ling Qing on the shoulder, "I've been running around for a whole day today, so you should go back to your room earlier and go to sleep."

Ling Qing didn't say much, just said "Brother Dongli, you should rest earlier", then got up and left.

The night was as dark as ink, and the evening wind was cold, passing through his robe sleeves, leaving an elegant figure on the Shuge corridor.

Ling Qing walked slowly back to her room, closed the door, leaned her back against the door panel, and lowered her eyes to think, who is instigating, intending to destroy the relationship between the righteous way of the martial arts and the Tianjue Sect?

His eyes fell on the Guimeng Sword in his hand, and Ye Lu lightly knotted it. Ling Qing held the sword in front of him, and then slowly drew it out. The thin moonlight outside the window fell on the sword body, as if a layer of cold ice had been coated on the blade. silver glow.

Turning her wrist, picking up the sword, the blade clanged, Ling Qing turned around, Gui Meng in her hand drew a circular arc, the cloth rubbed against the flowing water and rustled, the bed curtain trembled slightly, and a few pages of the book on the desk were turned.

With a sweep of Ling Qing's wrist, the closed door suddenly opened, and there was a youth blooming in the courtyard facing the door.The wind of the sword swayed, and the petals flew like flying.

Ling Qing just stood in the room, holding the long sword lightly in his hand, and saw the flowers and leaves seemed to have life, moving with the sword's momentum, and the bustling was in full swing, confusing the eyes.

Using the sword as the weapon, the breath as the movement, without the sword, there is no breath, the breath moves with the sword, this is the most superior state of the Wanyue sword.

After playing a set of sword skills, Ling Qing's complexion did not change at all, she withdrew the internal force poured into the sword, and the flowers and leaves flying in the courtyard lost their support in an instant, falling like snow.

The corners of Ling Qing's mouth curved slightly, he turned around, swept the hem of his clothes lightly, and the door closed behind him.

If Yan Yunlie had seen such a situation six years ago, he wouldn't have laughed at himself as "Master Splitting the Moon".

But...if it wasn't for that encounter, maybe I would still be conceited about my swordsmanship, and wouldn't practice diligently, and reach such a peak in just a few years, even my strict father would be amazed.

Withdrawing her thoughts, Ling Qing rummaged through boxes and cabinets to find some wound medicines and packed them into a burden.

He picked it up and was about to go out, when he suddenly thought of something, looked down at the sword in his hand, and then put the sword on the couch.His fingers slid across the scabbard, and then slowly touched his face... Maybe he hasn't noticed himself in the past few years, but if he recognizes him...

The joke of "Master Splitting the Moon" really hurt Ling Qing once, and it still hurts to this day.

So he turned around and took out a silver mask from the cabinet. The mask was only in half, which could cover the part above the nose. Ling Qing looked at the things in his hand and thought for a while, then put it on his face resolutely, and took the one containing the wound medicine. The burden is out the door.

They didn't tell Dongli Muyun that they had actually accidentally injured the leader of Tianjue Sect, but felt that Dongli Muyun was already entangled in trivial matters. If Dongli found out about the person who gave the false news, he could give Tianjue Sect an explanation. If you can't find out, maybe the two sides will only add misunderstandings to misunderstandings.

So he agreed with Dongli Muyun's approach and kept the matter a secret first. Even if the Tianjue Sect pursued it, it would be impossible to find out who did it for the time being.

But he couldn't let the seriously injured person live and die in the wilderness, so he decided to take advantage of the night to see how the person was doing.