[Sword Three + Tianlong] Tangmen Zhengtai

In the middle of the martial arts hall, two green steel long swords pierced out swiftly, and the sound of clanging gold could be heard endlessly.The sword light was booming, a man and a woman had unknowingly performed more than a dozen moves, and the fight was very lively.

Tang Wuyue had no intention of watching the battle. In terms of the splendor of the battle, who could compare with the disciples of the top ten sects?For example, Tangmen’s good neighbor Five Poison Sect who brought its own butterfly and BGM. It is said that after the recent grocery store was robbed, it was seriously short of fabrics. The Persian cats of Mingjiao in the Western Regions who catch fire and then freeze the knife, and use a big move are like setting off fireworks... Even their own Tangmen, who have always been low-key, are much better than them.

Speaking of which, no matter how you think about it, it's impossible for such a small character to occupy the territory of the Red Clothes Sect, right?I heard that the group of crazy women with human faces and animal hearts that Brother Xun said were not doing charity, they were all ruthless.

Tang Wuyue wasn't the only one who was distracted. For Duan Yu who hated force, meaningless fights couldn't compare to the arc of a hair of "Fairy Sister" Tang Wuyue.And he couldn't get used to the woman's sad face the most, so he used the fighting sword as a raft to make people happy: "Although I don't understand it, it's quite lively to see them fighting, why is Miss Tang still frowning and sighing?" ? If there is anything I can help you with, just ask the girl."

Fortunately, he also knows to keep his voice down when he speaks small words, otherwise it will not be as simple as being stared at by the two suzerains sitting at the top.

"Wuliang Mountain Wuliang Palace has always been the site of the Red Clothes Sect. When will it be the turn of these low-level characters to occupy the mountain as king?" Tang Wuyue rarely traveled in the rivers and lakes, so his reputation with the Red Clothes Sect was still low. It's not hostile, but the two elder brothers of the Tang family always like to show off their experiences during bedtime story time, so he still knows a lot about the distribution of forces in the Tang Dynasty and the distinction between good and evil. To save trouble and inquire about information from the Red Clothes Sect, it seems like a waste of time."

"Red Clothes Sect?" Duan Yu tapped his folding fan again and again in the palm of his hand, but he didn't have any impression of the term. None of the sects have heard of it."

Tang Wuyue never knew that there were such ignorant and ignorant people in the world. Although "one teaching, two alliances, three demons, four families, five swords and six sects, seven stars and ten evils" usually appeared in chats or storytelling after dinner, for the whole world For civilians without martial arts, it is even more like a legend, but it is the first time for people who don't know anything to see it. Could it be that he is a monkey drilled out of that deep mountain and old forest?But the clothes don't look like it: "Where is the nearest Yinyuan from here, you should know, right?"

Duan Yu, who couldn't answer Tang Wuyue's question at all, was almost jumping in a hurry, and now he regretted his usual behavior of hiding when he heard his father talk about martial arts: "Miss Tang, I never cared I don’t know because of these things, but my father is well-informed and he must know, why don’t you come back to the king with me...cough, go back to the mansion?"

"..." Tang Wuyue was also really speechless, and simply stopped asking other questions to this guy who doesn't know martial arts and is obviously not a Jianghu guy, "You can just call me Tang Wuyue, Wuyue, or even Ah Yue, Xiaoyue, as long as it's not Tangguliang."

The folk customs of the Tang Dynasty are open, people in the rivers and lakes can call them by their first names even if they have just met them, and the disciples of the top ten sects even call each other brothers and sisters. In Tang Wuyue's opinion, only elders and people who don't know their names should use honorifics .

But Duan Yu blushed and squirmed: "This, this is not very good..."

"What's not..."

Tang Wuyue's words were interrupted by a very loud "嗤——" sound of fabric being torn in the middle of the hall.

The two who hadn't been watching the competition turned their heads together, and happened to see a big hole in the crotch of the young man who didn't know when he was going to play, but the front of his clothes was tucked in his belt for the convenience of movement, and the back seemed to be It was cut off by the woman standing opposite with a sword, so a pile of white butt meat was placed in front of Duan Yu and Tang Wuyue, as if they were walking birds.

Tang Wuyue, who had seen his brother Tang Wule clean up the little thieves who sneaked into Tangjiabao to steal martial arts secret books with his own eyes, twitched the corners of his mouth, covered his eyes and couldn't bear to look any more.

Duan Yu, on the other hand, let out a very unkind "Pfft—" laugh, and after being glared at by the old Taoist priest sitting above him, he quickly covered his mouth with his hand.

The old Taoist priest didn't have any morals at all, and waved his disgraced apprentice to get back behind him, but he didn't intend to let Duan Yu go easily. The younger Duan Yu and Tang Wuyue.

He was Zuo Zimu, the master of the East Sect of the Wuliang Sword Sect: "Little brother, what's so ridiculous about my unknown sword competition between East and West?"

He was talking about Duan Yu, but his eyes were fixed on Ma Wude who brought him here. He obviously regarded Duan Yu as the disciple Ma Wude brought out to gain insight.

Ma Wude couldn't sit still for a while. After all, he was the one who brought him here, and he was responsible for any accident. He couldn't just sit back and watch doing nothing: "This brother Duan is not my disciple. , He heard that the boundless mountains and rivers are quiet, so he came with us, Zuo Zongzhu seems to be my face..."

However, Ma Wude's kung fu is commonplace, so naturally he doesn't have much right to speak. Once Zuo Zimu heard that he had nothing to do with him, he was even more unscrupulous. , Guangjie, you can compete with this brother Duan."

"Yes, master." Gong Guangjie, Zuo Zimu's great apprentice, couldn't stand for a long time. He wished that his master would say this. You must know that he is not the only one who makes a fool of himself. Which one of the master and brother can have a bright face?After saying that, he took a sword flower, flicked his wrist, and knocked out the scabbard on the wooden post with his internal force.

The folding fan in Duan Yu's hand 'slapped' together, and clapped his hands clapping, applauding while clapping: "Good work! Good work!"

Gong Guangjie seemed to have received great encouragement, he flaunted a few sword flowers before turning the hilt upside down, and clasped his hands to Duan Yu in a resounding voice: "Brother Duan, please."

"Okay!" Duan Yu responded very loudly, sitting on the chair without moving.

Even Tang Wuyue was a little curious about how this guy who doesn't know martial arts at all should deal with a person who knows martial arts. He really couldn't judge Gong Guangjie's level by the standard of the Tangmen Ni Zhantang's orders. Probably only beginners would be willing to take on such low-level training tasks?

Duan Yu really didn't disappoint Tang Wuyue's expectations. He showed a flattering but unflattering smile at Gong Guangjie and said, "You practice swords, and I'll watch you practice."

Gong Guangjie became angry immediately, and pointed his long sword straight at the tip of Duan Yu's nose: "My master asked you to come out for a sword competition, do you want to compare?"

Now Duan Yu is not ashamed to continue laughing at others so shamelessly, he is embarrassed, his mouth is not soft at all: "Your master is your master, your master is not my master. Your master is so bad Move you, your master can’t beat me. Your master asked you to compete with others, and you have already compared with others. Your master told you to compete with me. First, I can’t do it. Second, I’m afraid of losing. I'm afraid of pain, and I'm afraid of death, so if I say no, I won't."

A long string of "your master, my master" made the martial arts training hall burst into laughter, and Tang Wuyue couldn't help laughing. He had seen shameless people like Tang Wuxun and bad people like Tang Wule, but he had never seen someone who could Shameless and arrogant like Duan Yu: "Duan Yu, you are really interesting, don't you just play tricks and make a living by talking about storytelling?"

Naturally, Tang Wuyue was not the only one laughing in the martial arts hall, but Zuo Zimu, who became angry from embarrassment, got into trouble with him: "Who are you two under? Who are you instigated by? How dare you come to Wuliang Mountain Sword Lake Palace to act wildly?" , must be impatient to live!"

"Tang Wuyue, the best of the Tang family, is ordered by her parents to go out and look for her sister who was kidnapped by a traitor." The good boy Tang Wuyue really answers every question, but the tone he learned from Duan Yu is really infuriating Dead man, "I didn't come to Wuliang Mountain to play wild, and I'm not just impatient."

From Zuo Zimu's point of view, this guy is definitely trying to attract hatred, he was so angry that his face was a little grim: "Guangjie!"

"Yes!"

At this time, the tip of the sword in Gong Guangjie's hand is only a few inches away from Duan Yu's chest, and it can pierce into the heart with just a light blow.It's just that Duan Yu was already fascinated by Tang Wuyue's smile, he was so dazed that he wanted to send himself to someone to kill.

Tang Wuyue pulled Duan Yu behind him, and a strange box that appeared in his hand at some time held Gong Guangjie's long sword firmly, while Zuo Zimu kept raising his hand to slap the table and get up halfway awkwardly for some reason I can't move.

Gong Guangjie was shocked: "What kind of witchcraft did you, witch, do to my master!"

Before Tang Wuyue could make a move, Duan Yu became impatient: "You are only a demon girl and you are the only one who can use demon magic! Gu Tang... Wuyue is obviously a fairy sister!"

Xin Shuangqing, the patriarch of Xizong, is a middle-aged Taoist nun who still has charm. Today, seeing her arch-rival not only losing the competition, but also humiliating in various ways, she felt very happy in her heart. Let outsiders look down on my sect: "Enemies are easy to tie and difficult to solve. Miss Tang has such skill at such a young age. I admire you. Why don't you give me face and take a step back?"

Zuo Zimu was so angry that blue smoke rose from his head: "The Wuliang Sword Sect has split since the New Year and has no head anymore. Xin Shuangqing, you are in charge of me, it's a bit of an overreach!"

"Wait!" Tang Wuyue turned his head and asked Duan Yu. His mind is degenerating and he lacks common sense, but that doesn't mean he is a fool. "I remember this year is the second year of Tianbao, and Emperor Xuanzong changed his name again?"

"Tianbao is the reign title of Emperor Xuanzong of Tang Dynasty. It has been more than 300 years ago. Now even this Central Plains is not under Li Tang's world." He is a fairy who descended to earth, and now he is convinced of his speculation, "Could it be true that the saying 'one day in the sky, one year in the world' in the ghost novels is true?"

"..."

Tang Wuyue didn't know what to say for a while, he went out to find his sister to go home, but his sister hadn't been found yet, so he lost himself 300 years later?

What the fuck! This is it!