The ancient sword of Yue Suzhi continues the leading edge

This year's snow is really heavy, fluttering and scattered, and in just one night, there are already jade trees and silver flowers on Maoshan Mountain.The head of Maoshan stood in the long snow, still holding the white hairband thrown from the sky that day, his eyes were a little dazed.

I was on duty the night before Jueming, just finished handing over with my disciples, and was about to go back to rest, passing by Qingxin Garden, I saw the master standing alone in the snow, his back was very lonely.Jueming didn't come forward, but his master told him before that the strong don't need the sympathy of others, all he needs is time to clean everything up, and all this will eventually pass.No matter how deep the wound is, it will heal. At that time, he was still young and believed in the words of the master, but now it seems that the master was deceiving him or deceiving himself and others.

Caesar stood behind Master Mingxu for a while, then turned to leave, he thought that Master must not want anyone to appear in front of him at this time, Master is a strong man, what Master needs is time.

Jueming walked out of Qingxin Garden and saw Yu Yang walking towards him. He frowned. Master needed to be quiet at this time. After thinking about it, he stepped forward to block Yu Yang's way, "Where is Senior Brother Yu Yang going?"

Seeing that it was Cassia Ming who blocked him, Yu Yang saw that the two were about the same age, martial arts, and ideals, and his face softened a little, "I saw the beautiful scenery of the Qingxin Garden of your school the day before yesterday, especially the few willows growing very well. Well, I thought I would go there to practice swords when I have time, so I will go there today." Jueming felt a little embarrassed, "Master is there, I told people not to disturb, please forgive me, Senior Brother Yuyang." Yuyang thought It must be that the real master is practicing swords, and he is afraid that others will steal his skills, so he forbids others to enter, "It's okay, since it's inconvenient, Yu Yang should go elsewhere." Seeing that Yu Yang seemed to have misunderstood, Jue Ming explained, "Master, he I like to think about some things in Qingxinyuan, since Senior Brother Yuyang is going to practice swordsmanship, why don't you compare some moves with Junior Brother and learn from him." Yuyang was delighted when he heard that Cassia Ming said that he wanted to compete with him, so he left with Cassia Ming .

Both are rising stars, both are carefully cultivated by their own masters, the two of them are indistinguishable from each other, dancing in the snow for a while, and the sword master roaring.

After the move, both of them felt happy, they fell down in the snow together and laughed, the two were evenly matched, this battle was hearty and hearty, which made people feel happy, "Senior brother Yuyang is very skilled, he is worthy of Lingyue real person apprentice." Looking up at the sky, Jue Ming remembered Yu Yang's handsome figure and fierce sword power just now, and at a glance, he was inherited from a master of swordsmanship. "Brother Jueming was joking, Yu Yang is just a fledgling, and brother's swordsmanship is admirable."

The two fell in the snow and chatted casually, becoming more and more acquainted.

The two had a contest, and Jue Ming didn't feel sleepy anymore, so he decided to go to the ancestral hall for a while. Whenever he was confused, he would go to the ancestral hall.Yu Yang followed him, slandering in his heart, the people in Maoshan really have their own characteristics, and they have specific places to think about things.

The ancestors of Maoshan are enshrined in the ancestral hall, not only spiritual tablets but also portraits.The fairy air in the hall is lingering, which makes people feel comforted.Cassia put incense on the ancestors, and then pulled Yuyang to make it on the futon.

Yu Yang looked at the portraits in the hall, and suddenly saw one, and he looked at the portrait in front of him curiously.

"Senior brother Jueming, who is this?" The person on the portrait is almost the same as the head of the sect.

"That's the master's younger brother, and also the master's younger brother, Daoist Ming Xiao. It's a pity that he died suddenly more than ten years ago." Jue Ming looked at the uncle in front of him, feeling a little sad for no reason.

"Sudden death?" Yu Yang was a little puzzled, how could this cultivator die suddenly.

"Yes, it was fine the night before, but the next day when the disciple went in to clean up the house, he saw the uncle collapsed in the bedroom, dying of breath."

"No one thinks this is strange?"

"But there is no clue about this matter, and the head doesn't allow the disciples to discuss the investigation in private. After a long time, it will be nothing." Jue Ming stood up, looked at the portrait in front of him, and stopped talking.

After Lingyue and Tu Su got up and opened the window, they saw that the outside was covered in silver. Axiang was arguing to eat candied haws. Lingyue stroked Axiang's hair and said yes a little dotingly.

Although the small town at the foot of Maoshan Mountain is not big, thanks to the protection of Maoshan Mountain, there have been no disasters and disasters for many years, and the development is good.Tu Su was walking on the street with Ah Xiang in his arms, causing the women on the street to turn their heads secretly frequently. Ling Yue looked at such eye-catching two people, and silently put his wrists around Tu Su's thin waist, swearing his sovereignty.Tu Su felt the hand on his waist, and turned his head to see his senior brother bent his mouth, such a big man, yet so childish.

Ling Yue moved closer to A Xiang's ear, and bit his ear with A Xiang, Tu Su asked curiously what Ling Yue said just now, Ling Yue smiled and said nothing, only to see an old man selling candied haws in front of him, A Xiang was in Ling Yue Yue signaled and shouted confidently at Tu Su, "Mother, I want to eat candied haws." Hearing the disappointed sighs all around, Tu Su's forehead twitched, what a childish, senior brother is childish at all.

Seeing that the effect was achieved, Ah Xiang clapped hands tacitly with Ling Yue. Tu Su looked at the big and the young, shook his head helplessly, stuffed A Xiang into Ling Yue's arms, and quickly stopped the old man selling candied haws to buy it. After picking up a bunch, he walked back to Ling Yue who was waiting for him, and handed the candied haws to A Xiang.Looking at Ah Xiang who was licking the candied haws with a satisfied face, and Ling Yue who was watching A Xiang licking the candied haws with a satisfied face, he sighed, "Satisfied?"

Over there Ling Yue heard the words and looked back at Tu Su's slightly red cheeks, and took his hand with his hand, "Let's go, take the wife to dinner for my husband."

"Not serious."

Yuelai Inn is the largest chain of inns in the country, and the waiter is the most well-informed person in the entire inn, earning tips by buying and selling news.

Like last time, Ling Yue ordered a table of dishes and called the waiter to sit down.

But this time, the waiter in the shop didn't know anything about the ghosts at the foot of Maoshan Mountain.

"I don't know at all?" Ling Yue fed Ah Xiang a dish with chopsticks, and looked at Xiao Er curiously.

The second brother looked at the people in confusion, "The foot of Maoshan Mountain has always been free from disasters and monsters. How could there be ghosts disturbing them. If there were any ghosts, they would have been chased away by the disciples of Maoshan Mountain. Speaking of which, this disciple of Maoshan Mountain is really a small town." My patron saint, it usually rains heavily, and they are all doing house repairs, so we ordinary people don’t need to worry about it at all.”

Seeing that he couldn't ask any questions, Ling Yue sent Xiaoer away.

"This matter is getting more and more weird. With such a big commotion in Maoshan, this ghost openly opened a ghost market on the street at night. How come the people here don't feel the slightest?" Seeing that Ah Xiang had almost eaten, the three checked out and left.

It didn't affect the lives of the people, but it didn't kill the disciples of Maoshan. What is this ghost king trying to do?

"Brother, let's go up the mountain." Seeing that things were getting more and more unbelievable, Tu Su simply persuaded Ling Yue to go up the mountain with him to help Yu Yang.