East side stone

Several people went back to find Taoist Huaicheng.

Ever since they focused on searching the mountains, they seldom returned to the only popular small courtyard. The only time they passed by was during the day, and Taoist Master Huaicheng still sat under the tree to watch the big apprentice "keep fit".The scene was exactly the same as the day when Xie Xun went up the mountain. I don't know if it was the program setting or their daily life. It was so monotonous and boring.

However, there are differences. When Taoist Huaicheng saw Xie Xun and the others again, he was no longer a stranger.

The time in the game is now late at night, but the lights are still on in the room of Taoist Huaicheng.

They have never come up at night, firstly, there is nothing to explore up there - near the residence of the Taoist chief of Huaicheng, they were the first to strike, and they almost dug three feet into the ground - secondly, they were afraid of disturbing the old man rest.

So they don't know whether the light is on every night or only today.But no matter which possibility it is, this does not prevent them from immediately understanding it - the plot begins!

"Let me just say it." Cheng Wenchuan whispered low-key.

He can drag two with one!

The Seven Gods held back Cheng Wenchuan who was about to go inside: "Be conscious, you are from the Medicine King Valley, coveting the Qingcheng School's unique learning, it's shameful."

Cheng Wenchuan: "...Brother, you are too involved in the drama."

Xie Xun glanced at them, and told the Seven Gods not to use so many plots of intrigue, but he did not let them follow in, but drove them to the bottom of the steps, and said solemnly: "Help me protect the law. "

The Seven Gods were in the play all the time, and they quickly took over his script, patted their chests and said: "With me here, it is impossible for your Qingcheng unique learning to fall into the hands of people with ulterior motives."

Someone with ulterior motives: "..."

Hello?Are you two okay?Old Xie, where is my honest old Xie?

Xie Xun knocked on the door and walked in.

Seeing Xie Xun's disappearing back, the Seven Gods made a rare heart-to-heart with Cheng Wenchuan: "He is a sophomore in high school who can set shortcut keys for taking out his scabbard and sword. It seems that you don't know him well enough."

Cheng Wenchuan: "..."

Seven Gods continued on their own: "Do you know what our group soul is?"

Cheng Wenchuan: "?"

Seven Gods: "Enter the show."

Barrage A: I feel sorry for the newcomer brother.

Barrage B: God damn it, don't make excuses for wanting to play Seven Gods.Does Brother Dong know that you set up a group soul without authorization?

Barrage C: Doesn't your group soul welcome men?

Barrage D: Bah, face the difficulties.

The Daoist of Huaicheng was dressed in green clothes, and the bed was neat and tidy, and he didn't look like he had rested.

He sat in front of the table with his eyes closed, a pen in his hand, and a piece of paper underneath. On the first line on the right, he wrote the words "Secret Records of Qingcheng", and then there was nothing else.

He pondered for a while, wrote a few sentences, and then felt something was wrong, rolled up the paper and threw it aside, and re-wrote the four words "Qingcheng Secret Record" as the beginning.

Xie Xun suddenly couldn't walk.

The old man over ninety is complacent in the mountains and rivers in the daytime, and behaves exceptionally detached, but it turns out that he can't let go at night?

The old man said that the Qingcheng School has been handed down since the Eastern Han Dynasty, and it has been almost 2000 years now.Famous all over the world in prosperity, one person, one city in defeat, who would be reconciled to it?

In order not to let Qingcheng bear the reputation of exterminating his family, he did not hesitate to use the excuse of closing the mountain to hide from the world, and imprisoned himself in the forest in the mountains. No one asked about his life, and no one knew about his death. Was he really willing?

Anyway, if it was Xie Xun, he would not be reconciled.

Now someone goes up the mountain to seek Taoism and wants to continue Qingcheng's bloodline, but he can't remember even a little bit of the master's kindness, which is more painful than destroying the family.No wonder he couldn't sleep.

If he pushes it a little further, I am afraid that when he decides to let Qingcheng be destroyed by his own generation, it will be the beginning of his daily torment.

Xie Xun casually picked up a scrap of manuscript. The old man's hand was already unsteady, and the words he wrote were all trembling. Only the word "Qingcheng" was written particularly forcefully, reminiscent of the youthful spirit of the past.

Xie Xun: "..."

Who is the plot planner?I really want to kill him.

Xie Xun waited at the door for a long time, but Taoist Huaicheng didn't ask him to come over, as if he had forgotten that he was still there—maybe it wasn't as if, he really forgot.

Taoist Huaicheng seemed to have settled down, and the atmosphere in the room changed accordingly.

"What's wrong?" Seven Gods suddenly said.

The Seven Gods were teasing the children, but suddenly a gust of wind blew, and the only sound left in the silence was the rustling of leaves.

The two of them immediately became vigilant, one was holding a sword and the other was holding a needle, and they both listened intently to the movements around them, for fear that a sudden disaster would kill them.

But only the wind.

Getting bigger and bigger, but getting lighter.The fallen leaves in the courtyard were rolled up, blowing across Qingcheng with the mountain wind.The white belly of the sky was exposed, and the Qingcheng Mountain that Xie Xun and the others cleaned up was like a living dead who had been alone for a long time, and was slowly awakened by the mountain wind.

Xie Xun came out of the room, and the mountain wind drifted across the clouds and landed on the top of the tree.

Zhou Pingzheng and Zhou Pingfang also came out of the room - it was dawn and they were going to work.They have never seen such a Qingcheng, nor have they seen such an early morning, when the fallen leaves dance in the mountains, and the mountain wind seems to have life.

They stared blankly, and subconsciously approached Xie Xun.

The fallen leaves had already gathered into a long sword. Just when everyone didn't know what to do, the long sword didn't stop for a moment, and rushed straight towards Xie Xun. Xie Xun pushed his two senior brothers aside, and immediately drew his sword to receive the attack. .

"boss?"

"No," Seven Gods glanced at Taoist Master Huaicheng in the back room, "It's teaching the exercises, don't interfere."

The Fallen Leaf Sword has neither murderous intent nor substantial damage. Xie Xun understood it as soon as he took the first move.

He has the experience of real battles, and he knows what it feels like to hit the body with real skills. He doesn't act lightly like this, and he won't be so slow.

The sword's attack was not even as powerful as the one that had been hit so far in the ring, as if it was just for him to see clearly.

But what should we see clearly?

moves?He saw every move and style of the Fallen Leaf Sword clearly, but he couldn't remember it.

He is not the protagonist of a martial arts novel, so he can read it once.

However, Fallen Leaf Sword is just like the bosses in all martial arts novels. They only teach once, and then they disperse. No matter how Xie Xun cues, he will not gather again.

"How is it?" Seeing that the wind had stopped, Qishen and Cheng Wenchuan walked over immediately.

"It's not the protagonist's life." Xie Xun looked sadly at the fallen leaves on the ground. "It was made by the fallen leaves sword. I have to convert the moves here. I just memorized the first two moves, and then I couldn't keep up."

"It's too bad, words are really the greatest invention of human beings—and so are pictures." Qishen hugged his Liangyi sword book, wishing he could pick up his master and kiss him, it's wise!

"Third Junior Brother, Master is calling you." Zhou Fangping called out.

Xie Xun returned to the house.

Daoist Huaicheng has already opened his eyes, and the manuscript in hand is also full of words, all done in one go.His spirit has also changed, he is no longer so detached from the world, and his eyes began to have light.

That kind of look, which Xie Xun had seen in the eyes of Taoist Xuanxu, was the hope for the future.

"I heard the voice of Qingcheng Mountain." Taoist Huaicheng looked at Xie Xun and laughed, "He told me that it's time to open the mountain gate."

"Why didn't you pass on the senior brother?" Xie Xun asked the question he had always wanted to ask.

Before he came here, his two senior brothers didn't know what Qingcheng meant at all. If he hadn't barged in, they might have lived like this. When Taoist Huaicheng left, Qingcheng would really be destroyed.

Taoist Master Huaicheng glanced at the wet "Secret Records of Qingcheng" and smiled: "Master's mess, there is no reason to give it to disciples. If there is no chance to break the situation, passing it on will only last for a while, and let them do it for nothing. It's about reputation. You can't do immoral things."

"Now the opportunity to break the game has appeared?"

"You." Taoist Huaicheng pointed at him and said, "You are the opportunity to break the situation."

Xie Xun finally got the "Qingcheng Secret Record".

He searched for it for three days, thinking that it would be waiting for someone to discover it in a corner of Qingcheng Mountain, but he didn't expect that it was written by his master stroke by stroke. The brand new manuscript symbolized a new life.

Xie Xun doesn't quite understand the setting of this plot. There are obviously many ways to hand the cheats into the hands of the players, so why do you have to bother the old man?

The Seven Gods said, for inheritance.

This game takes that very seriously, it's a ritual.

The master handed over the achievements of the previous generation to the disciples, which is inheritance, which not only includes skills, but also emotions, and pays attention to the word "pass". "Character.There is one less emotional bond to talk to the ancestors.

Xie Xun was the first disciple after Qingcheng closed the mountain, and it was also a turning point for Qingcheng Zhongxing, so naturally he should be more solemn.Therefore, Taoist Master Huaicheng must hand over the things to him to complete this generation of inheritance.

Master to disciple, disciple to grandson, no matter how big the sect is, isn't it passed down from generation to generation in this way.

That night, Xie Xun came back after dinner and saw the Seven Gods practicing swords.

It wasn't the first time he saw it. Every time they were free, the Seven Gods were practicing their swords and preparing for the martial arts trial.He wants to worship Taoist Xuanxu as his teacher, but this time he has no luck and only depends on his strength.