After Waking up Beside the Villain

On the east ring water of the capital.

The broad Longhu River connects the three major wharves. Numerous majestic and magnificent boats come and go. Fishermen and small boats pass through it, like leaves scattered under a giant tree. Block out the sun.

Before the Longhu River flows into Cangshui, at the end is the famous Cangxi Mountain.

It is rumored that Cangxi Mountain used to be the place where the Taoist ancestors sat down in the past. There is no temple or temple on the mountain, and it is natural when you see it.Its mountains are towering and majestic, but they are majestic and majestic. They connect to the sky at the top, and crack the deep valleys at the bottom.

It was midsummer, the mountains were blue and green, and the shade was everywhere. All kinds of mountain scenery were turned into layers of ink, which was so beautiful.

"The scenery in the north is indeed very different from that in the south of the Yangtze River."

A flat boat floats down the river, leaving the vast plains behind, approaching the magnificent mountains.

A young man in a blue Taoist robe with long hair was leaning unrestrainedly on the bow of the boat, stroking the water with his hand, pouring the jug, while looking at the beautiful scenery on both sides of the river, admiring loudly.

Across from the coffee table, sitting opposite was a young monk in gray with red lips and white teeth.

The little novice turned the rosary in his hand, not many monks had everything empty, but looked curiously at the jug floating in the water in the hands of the young Taoist priest, and said: "Xi Daochang, you think the wine is too hot, but this method of ice wine, isn't it?" All the wine went into the river, and the river replaced the wine in the jug? If you drink afterward, will you drink wine or water?"

"In the jug, it is naturally wine."

The young Taoist replied: "Little monk, don't look at my jug as small, but from west to east, my jug has included all the water from the Qingjiang River. The wine made from the water from the Qianli River, Why isn't it wine?"

The little novice nodded, did not argue about wine or water, just opened his round eyes, and asked again: "Then Daoist Xi, there are thousands of fish in the lower reaches of the river. If the fish drink your wine, will they also get drunk?" ? You're going to be drunk, come up with your belly turned over, do you like to roast it, or stew it in fish soup?"

The young Taoist patted the railing of the boat and laughed loudly: "Little monk, listen, you are what a monk should say? It's time to go to Beijing. I must go to the Great Compassion Temple and sue you severely!"

"The wine and meat have passed through the intestines, and the Buddha's heart remains."

The little novice put his palms together and showed a very clean smile warmly.

At this time, the boat was approaching the shore, and a few horses ran past the shore at a leisurely pace.

Immediately, a man happened to overheard the conversation on the small boat, and scoffed at the companion beside him in a low voice: "A young monk who has no hair at all, if he wants to break the precepts, he will break the precepts. What excuses do you have? He really thinks he has a living Buddha and an eminent monk." Are you patient enough?"

The companion glanced at Xiaozhou, his eyes were fixed, and he lowered his voice and smiled bitterly: "You are really right."

"what?"

The man was taken aback.

"That's the current generation of Dabei Temple, 'Buddha Heart Son' Juechen, who is only 15 years old, is the third half-step Dingdan of the White Dragon List. The Buddha's heart is born, simple and pure. Ten, 'Drunk Smoker' Xi Feiming, the eldest disciple of Qingshan Temple."

The companion spoke with admiration and yearning, and sighed: "I didn't expect Xie Chengyun to open the sword platform, and they came too."

The man was stunned, shook his head and said bitterly: "It's actually them."

Another woman who was traveling with her for the first time, heard the words and asked curiously: "Hasn't the dispute between Buddhism and Taoism been going on for many years? How come the Buddha's heart and the drunk smoker are together together, like friends and confidants? Take a boat without any quarrel?"

"Junior Sister, you didn't care about the affairs of Jianghu in the past, and you didn't know anything. This is the rule of Dabei Temple and Qingshan Temple."

That companion knew many things about Jiang Hu like the palm of his hand, and he spoke eloquently: "It has only been a hundred years since the Great Xia ruled the world, and the dispute between Buddhism and Taoism has intensified. If there is no aristocratic family to mediate with the imperial court, it will almost be a big fight."

"Later, Qingshan Temple became the fourth temple in the world, acting differently from ordinary Taoists. The master of the temple went to Jinzhou in person, visited Dabei Temple, the leader of Buddhism and Taoism, and talked with Master Huineng of Dabei Temple for three days and three nights. A rule has been established, that is, when traveling down the mountain for the first time, a monk must be accompanied by him, and they will travel thousands of miles and cover all over the world. In this generation, the monk and the monk are the heart of Buddha and the drunken smokers."

The woman smiled sweetly: "This is a very interesting rule."

While the few people were talking, they looked at the boat on the river again, only to see that the boat was far away, and it had docked at the Yujia Wharf at the foot of Cangxi Mountain.

farther.

There is a boat on the river breaking through the mist of the river and arriving slowly. There is a man holding a knife on the bow of the boat. The momentum is majestic, and it is about to split the river.

Horses are galloping along the mountain road, and the young chivalrous man leading the way is a young man with white hair and high spirits.

The wind lifted the curtain of the carriage coming from the shore, revealing a figure, sitting with the sword in his arms, the sharp edge hidden inside.

The slim woman in the half-mountain pavilion held a silver gun and stared at the high platform on the top of the mountain hundreds of meters away, her complexion was frosty, and her fighting spirit was rising.

"Open the sword stage, ask the sword world, lead the world, and gather heroes."

The companion sighed: "Such a reputation with such courage is worthy of the Xie family's Fuxue sword."

At the same time, on the mountain road of Cangxi Mountain, someone expressed the same emotion as him.

"Xie Chengyun's ostentation is really big."

A young man in red with a long black ruler hanging from his waist hugged his chest and touched his chin, walked into the Banshan Pavilion, and greeted the woman with the gun: "Miss Yan is here too."

"'Tian Shenyin' Ningguan."

Yan Xuanji's face became colder again: "When you set the alchemy, there must be a battle."

Ning Guan raised his eyebrows: "Wow, losing Hanshenqi twice isn't enough, and you want to lose again after you've decided on the alchemy? It's you, Yan Xuanji."

Yan Xuanji has become accustomed to this person's indecent and dishonest behavior, and ignores it.

Ning Guan smiled and said: "Miss Yan has become Dingdan, so she must not come here to challenge Xie Chengyun, but to observe the ceremony and protect the Dharma. Sigh, I have defeated you twice, how could he become Xie Chengyun with you?" My friend, why don’t I invite you to see me like this in Ningguan?”

"The gap between people is really big."

Yan Xuanji said coldly: "On the eve of the opening of the sword stage, Xie Chengyun will only follow the rules to fight against the Hanshenqi Jianghu people who are below [-] outside the White Dragon Ranking. Why are you here?"

"I can't come if you can?"

Ning Guan had a grass stalk in his mouth at some point, and he said carelessly: "There is no such overbearing reason in the world, Miss Yan. What are you here for, and I am here for whatever reason."

"Don't look at the people who come to challenge tonight are just ordinary Hanshen who can't make it to the White Dragon Ranking, but the world is so big, and there are so many capable people, far beyond your imagination. There is a mixed bag of fish and dragons among them. , resorted to evil tricks, so he Xie Chengyun, really needs such a big protector like me."

Yan Xuanji frowned: "I will do my best to protect the Dharma, but such important events are handled by the Xie family, so there is no need to worry about the rest."

"That's not sure." Ning Guan bit the grass stem and said vaguely.

The sun gradually swayed into the sky, and then slowly set, being heavily pressed into the heart of the river by the mountains.

As night fell, the breeze blew.

A long bell rang from Pudu Mountain on the other side of the river.

Suddenly, a string of bright lights lit up on the top of Cangxi Mountain, clearly illuminating the long straight steps of the stone platform below which were not covered by trees.

Surrounded by bright light, it seems like daytime.

A man in white clothes holds a sword, standing in front of the high platform, on the stone steps.After that, there was a tall maid in a red skirt, wearing two swords, with a cold face.

Inside and outside the Banshan Pavilion, apart from Ningguan and Yan Xuanji, many people from the martial arts have gathered during this day.

Farther away, countless figures stretched their necks and looked sideways.

As the light spread, they stood up one after another, showing fighting intent on their faces.

The night before the opening of the sword stage, it can be said that it is the preparatory battle for the world of asking swords. With Xie Chengyun's realm, the battle is against the Hanshen realm who has not entered the white dragon list within [-] years. , can also be regarded as a master of the same age.

Anyone who comes here and meets the conditions can climb the mountain and use the strongest move on Xie Chengyun.

This preparatory battle does not stipulate how much to lose and how much to win, but if it is a wheel battle, even the masters outside the White Dragon Ranking can't beat it, so what kind of sword arena is open, what is the world's best, and go home and farm.

No nonsense, there was a person who rushed out of the half-mountain pavilion and rushed upwards. At the same time, the long knife was unsheathed. The light of the knife was like lightning, and it was swiftly slashed out. Shaking endlessly.

"Li Xingyuan in Baitou Mountain, I have practiced the sword 'Tianleiyin' for eighteen years, please give me your advice, Shaoxia Xie!"

Before the sound fell, the knife had arrived.

The mountain wind was bitter, white clothes were flying, Xie Chengyun turned his back to the bright lights, raised his eyes and drew his sword.

The cold light that belongs to the sword flashed past, like flakes of snow, like a plum falling into ice, light and slow, without the slightest smoke and fire, and without subtle moves, ordinary and ordinary, it met the thunder and lightning sword without avoiding it .

In an instant, the light of thunder was extinguished, and the energy of the saber vibrated, but like a whisk, it gently swept away the accumulated dust on the stone steps in front of Xie Chengyun.

Swordsman Li Xingyuan's hand holding the knife trembled slightly, the tiger's mouth split open, and the long knife fell to the ground.

"A good sword. However, the power of thunder is difficult to control, and it is easy to disperse but not gather. It needs to be condensed with thunder energy, so that the thunder is like a sword, and the sword is like thunder. If I practice this sword for another ten years, I will not be as good as it." Xie Cheng Yun Hanxiao sighed.

Li Xingyuan's dejected expression changed, he bent down to pick up the long knife, and said with a simple and honest smile: "Then practice for another ten years, and I will challenge Xie Shaoxia again!"

"Okay, it's a deal."

Xie Chengyun nodded and said.

Li Xingyuan clasped his fists as a salute, took the knife to the side, and stepped out of the way.

Ning Guan in the half-mountain pavilion sneered: "This Baitou mountain man is also a fool. Xie Chengyun fooled him, and he really believed it. In another ten years, he is still holding his spirits. Xie Chengyun has already made up his pills, so what else is he playing?" beat."

"Drinking can't keep your mouth shut?"

Yan Xuanji snorted coldly.

Ning Guan held Xi Feiming's jug in his hand, shook it when he heard the words, and said to Xi Feiming: "Hey, stinky Taoist priest, did you add water to your wine? The bird has faded out."

Xi Feiming ignored him at all, and was whispering to the little novice Juechen next to him: "See, little monk, like Ningguan and Yan Xuanji, they are called Huanxi enemies, idiots and resentment..."

The next moment, Xi Feiming's throat felt cold, and he turned his head to see that Yan Xuanji's gun had been thrust out, pointing at him a foot away.

"Someone has climbed the mountain again."

Juechen shouted excitedly and saved Xi Feiming.

At this time, in the eyes of everyone, the second figure rushed forward to face Xie Chengyun's sword without hesitation, and a rough and arrogant howl shook the mountains and fields.

"Xun Zhen, the crazy sandcastle in the North Desert, please advise!"

Two huge axes flew out in rotation, rolling up dust all over the sky, charming the sight.

With the power of the storm on the mountain, the giant ax slashed down brazenly, with such a tyrannical momentum that it almost wanted to split the mountain.

Xie Chengyun swung his horizontal sword, and the night sky decorated with countless stars suddenly fell sporadic snow.

The mountain wind blows gently, the surrounding temperature seems to be dropping slowly, the vegetation, trees, mountains and rocks seem to lose their spirit, and are covered with dust. Only that simple sword is beautiful and invincible.

The sand and dust fell to the snow, the storm froze, and the mountain was suddenly cut open and broken into two pieces.

The giant ax flew upside down and hit the side of the mountain road with a thud, splashing gravel in all directions.

Xun Zhen stood on the mountain path in a daze, like a stone statue, the cold light of the sword still froze in the tiger's eyes.

"Go down if you have made a move, don't block Grandpa's way!"

Another thin figure rushed towards him, his true energy surged, and he pushed Xun Zhen out of the mountain path: "Bailishui help Su Dahong, please Shaoxia Xie to see my move!"

With both fists out, like a dragon coming out of a river, thousands of feet of waves, ten thousand feet of wind.

"Good come."

Xie Chengyun smiled lightly, and slashed down with a sword, like an avalanche falling into the sky.

The glove was shattered, and a line of blood appeared between the fists, but Su Dahong looked up to the sky and laughed: "Hahahaha, happy! Happy!"

The spectators at the Banshan Pavilion talked and exclaimed endlessly.

"Such a punch is defeated! That's a genius of the Baili Shui Gang!"

"Xun Zhen, the young castle master of Kuangsha Castle, has been defeated, so what about the Baili Water Gang?"

"Good fist, good sword! Today is worth it!"

After Su Dahong stepped back, another figure flew out, one after another.

The night was long, countless names were resounded on the mountain path, and countless tricks finally came before the sword.

Some people were hit hard and discouraged, some people had an instant epiphany and were pleasantly surprised, and some people came here in high spirits and returned home exhausted.

The high-spirited young heroes take turns to fight, and thousands of martial arts people watch and comment on the battle. The lights are shaking, which is a grand occasion for the young generation in the world.

This night in Cangxi Mountain, swords were shining endlessly, snow was falling on the top of the mountain, and the chill was hundreds of feet deep.

At dawn, when the lights were all burned out, it was suddenly dark, and there was a ray of bright white light rising from behind Xie Chengyun, reflecting the figure in white clothes, the snow on the ground, and the figure walking towards with the sword in its sheath.

The sky is wrapped in plain, and everything is inlaid with silver.

When I came, there was snow on the mountain, and the young master came to stroke the snow.

The onlookers were all dazed, terrified and unable to believe it.

"He finished the battle, and he really finished the battle..."

"He fought all night! He fought a hundred people, but he didn't lose a move or move a step. It's terrible!"

"One sword, all swords! Among the hundreds of heroes of the world, none of them can make him make the second sword. Is this the strength of No.13 on the White Dragon List? It's a monster..."

Thin and cold cover, the fighting spirit ends.

Xie Chengyun stepped on the steps up the snow, and descended slowly, he was exhausted, as if he just got up early and practiced a sword.

When he reached the half-mountain pavilion, he stopped, clasped his fists and saluted, with a magnificent demeanor and an extraordinary bearing.

"Thank you, everyone, I traveled a thousand miles to come to watch the ceremony."

Everyone raised their eyes to look at the figure stepping on the snow and holding the sword, and they were either amazed, ashamed, or revered for a while.

One person with one sword, fighting hundreds of people overnight, one person with one sword.

After this day, he will become a new legend in Jianghu.

"The ranking of the White Dragon List is indeed low."

A voice sighed softly: "The reputation is well-deserved, Lin Ce is in danger."

There was a moment of silence on the top of the mountain, and then there was an uproar again. Many pigeons flew up in the forest, and the spectators who regained their senses hurriedly passed the latest news down the mountain.

After Xie Chengyun paid respects to the people in Jianghu, he met Ningguan and others face to face, then went back up the mountain, and took a rest in the hut behind the sword stage to prepare for the first battle after the sword stage opened at noon.

However, as soon as he entered the hut, Xie Chengyun's handsome and smiling face suddenly turned pale, his erect figure trembled, and he suddenly fell down on the low couch.

Chu Yunsheng made a quick move and held him up. When he lowered his head, Xie Chengyun suddenly opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of black blood with a wow.

Inside the house were Fang Wenmin, Li Ming, and Yu Dan, who were invited to protect the law. Seeing this, Qiqi's expression changed drastically.

"Poisonous blood!"

Everyone's heart sank, as if falling to the bottom of the valley.

Fang Wenmin strode over, grabbed Xie Chengyun's wrist, and felt for his pulse.

After a while, he looked cold and said in a low voice: "Brother Xie, you are poisoned. This poison is extraordinary. With my three-legged cat kung fu medical skills, I can't find out what the poison is. I have to ask a doctor who specializes in detoxification."

Li Ming concealed his anger, and said in a deep voice: "In a night of fighting, none of those people can get closer than ten steps in front of Brother Xie, and no one has been seen to activate the poison, how can they be poisoned?"

"It's hard to say, some poisons are very concealed and can penetrate the body's protective energy." Fang Wenmin said.

"Someone dares to use dirty tricks! I'm going to find out those people from last night and argue with them!" Li Ming said, pushing the door and leaving.

Xie Chengyun wiped the corners of his lips with the handkerchief in Chu Yunsheng's hand, and stopped him: "Brother Li, absolutely not."

Li Ming frowned and stopped.

Xie Chengyun took out an ordinary detoxification pill and took it to suspend the effect of the medicine, and said: "I don't want to miss the opening of the sword stage. I want to investigate the person from last night. Brother Li can find the guards in the forest for me." Xie Jiakeqing, order them to go down the mountain to invite a doctor, and work secretly to find the person who poisoned, so as not to make a big fuss."

Li Ming disapproved and said: "Brother Xie, you have been poisoned, how can you continue to open the sword arena? After the noon ceremony, you will have the first battle. I don't know who you sent the first battle post to before, but At this time, you are definitely not fit to fight. Could it be that you want to lose the first battle in the sword arena?"

"Losing is better than retreating without a fight."

Xie Chengyun sighed: "My battle invitation is given to Jianku."

Li Ming's expression changed.

Fang Wenmin was stunned for a moment, and said with a wry smile: "That's true, even if you lose, you have to fight. Everyone in Jiancao is a stone from a latrine, which is smelly and hard, and ranks first on the White Dragon List on our heads." , "Slaying Sword" Lin Ce is even worse. He can't turn his head. He said that war is a war. As long as people are not dead, they can always fight. No matter whether they are against others or against themselves, they will always fight. That's right."

"Brother Li, you should do what Brother Xie said. It might be faster. Before noon, the doctor will be able to go up the mountain to cure the poison."

When these words came out, Fang Wenmin's heart was also darkened, knowing that this was just self-consolation.

Cangxi Mountain goes up to the capital, and it will take at least two hours unless Youxian takes action, and the doctor who detoxifies is not easy to find, but if he really finds it, he really catches up. How can Xie Chengyun, who is still weak, be the opponent of Lin Ce, who is number one on the White Dragon List?

Li Ming was well aware of this, but he still went out, flew like a dragon, and with enough energy, he went straight to the forest.

The hut was silent and gloomy for a moment, and there was no one who had just defeated Bai Hanshen in high spirits, proud and confident, and the Banshan Pavilion outside, which was admiring Xie Chengyun's battle last night, seemed like two worlds.

Xie Chengyun crossed his legs and adjusted his breath.

Chu Yunsheng stood on one side, while worrying and thinking, he frowned slightly, always feeling that something was wrong.

Time passed little by little, and it was almost noon, Fang Wenmin was shaking his fan anxiously, sweating profusely, without the slightest gesture of an elegant scholar.

Li Ming was nowhere to be seen, Xie Jiakeqing was nowhere to be seen, and so was the doctor who detoxified the poison. However, the hour was approaching.

Xie Chengyun opened his eyes, his face was like gold paper, he was about to stand up while holding Chu Yunsheng's arm.

Fang Wenmin opened his mouth, but couldn't stop it.

At this time, Yu Dan suddenly said: "You practice swordsmanship and have a sword attendant. You can follow the ancient etiquette and first order your sword attendant to fight with the sword attendant of Lin Ce in the sword cave. This is the great ceremony of opening the sword stage. a period of time."

Fang Wenmin was stunned, and immediately slapped his fan: "Yes, yes, there is a saying in the sword stage. As long as both sides have sword attendants, they can let the sword attendants fight first, and then fight in person. Brother Xie, I think Miss Chu is very happy." In the later stage, he will be equal to Lin Ce's sword servant, so he can fight!"

Frowning slightly, Xie Chengyun was about to shake his head when he heard a voice in his ear: "Okay, I would like to fight."

Xie Chengyun raised his eyes suddenly.

Chu Yunsheng was honestly making a beautiful vase beside him, suspicious of the sudden poisoning that did not appear in the original plot, but he did not expect that Yu Dan would name his name and use his own actions in a single sentence.

Although his sword technique has only just honed some skills, it is not complete, and he cannot be sure to win anyone, but if Xie Chengyun really needs him to fight, then he is fine.

He met Xie Chengyun's eyes, and said calmly: "Young master, don't worry, it's just a battle. This battle will buy enough time for you to sort out the matter here."

Xie Chengyun's eyes flickered slightly.

After a while, he lowered his eyes and sighed, and said in a low voice: "If you lose, you will admit defeat."

Chu Yun laughed loudly, and using his wide sleeves to cover it, he shook Xie Chengyun's cold fingers in vain, then turned around and opened the door, pressed the knife and left.

Just when Chu Yunsheng had just left and the figure had not disappeared from sight, Fang Wenmin suddenly received a voice transmission from Yu Dan in the hut: "This Miss Chu is suspected to be Ji Ling of the Nine Immortals Palace. Last night she and Brother Xie never leaves, I suspect that the poison on Brother Xie was poisoned by her, that's why she was sent away. Brother Xie feels sorry for her, and I'm afraid she has been deceived."

Fang Wenmin frowned, and was about to transmit the sound back when he heard Yudan speak directly: "The witch has left, I have a hundred pills, which can detoxify Xie Xie, Xie Xie wish?"

Xie Chengyun smiled, but he didn't accept Yu Dan's kindness immediately, but asked instead: "If I don't want to, will Brother Yu force me to accept it?"

Fang Wenmin was surprised by Xie Chengyun's reaction, and immediately looked around the room subconsciously, and his heart paused—Li Ming and Miss Chu had both left, and he was the only one left here, weaker than Yudan, if Yudan was different ...