Emperor Que Shaohua

On the fifth day of the fifth lunar month, the main gate of Wanjian Mountain Villa was opened to welcome fellow swordmen from all directions. Dozens of emerald-colored flags painted with flowing clouds and sword patterns were inserted from the gate of the villa all the way to the Sword Qi Lingxiao Stone Square. The ground, rustling and unwinding in the mountain peaks, the sword on it seems to be flying in the clouds.

In the past, half of these flags would be blue, with the pattern of a vast sea of ​​clouds, with swords and swords guarding the ruyi-shaped Langhuan order, but now that Mu Shaoqing is determined to break up, the flag of Langhuan will definitely not be taken out. up.Luo Yanhua and his party approached, seeing the scene in front of them, both Zhu Jin and Rong Feisheng frowned, but seeing the Suzerain's expression was flat and indifferent, everyone pretended not to notice.Thinking about how Master Mu made the first day and the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, such a trivial matter is really nothing to worry about.

At this time, the sun is just rising, and guests from outside the village come like clouds. As far as the eye can see, they are all knights with long swords on their waists. The clothes look different.People in the same martial arts world, there are not a few who know each other or have been famous for a long time. From time to time, some people stop to greet and chat with others, forming a bustling atmosphere. up.

Standing outside the main entrance, Gu Di represented Wanjian Villa to talk with the elders of various sects. Disciples from the Sword Hall came over, asked the guests to leave their names, and then led them into the village.According to the rules of martial arts, only when important figures with respected status and status such as Shaolin and Hanshan come, it is necessary to order someone to report to Mu Shaoqing, and the owner of the village will greet him in person.

Compared with three years ago, the number of participants in the current sword test meeting has obviously increased greatly. When Master Mu Shaozhuang spread martial arts posts, in order to create momentum for the Ming Sword League, the sects that do not practice swords did not miss it. Recently, there has been ups and downs , ups and downs, as long as people in the rivers and lakes, as long as they don't stay in the deep mountains and old forests, they have basically heard of the agreement made by Mu Shaoqing and the Sect Master Langhuan. How can such a big event be missed? The sects came to Jinling one after another, and rushed to Wanjian Villa empty-handed without receiving the post, and they could grab a lot of those who tried to sneak in to watch the excitement.

Under such circumstances, it is conceivable how busy Hall Master Gu was. He gave way to Elder Tan of the Kongtong Sect who was leading a group of disciples, and Fang Cangsong, the master of the Wanhe Gate in Luzhou, came back after turning around. Hustle and bustle.Therefore, when the atmosphere around him suddenly turned quiet, he felt a little uncomfortable.

There were still quite a few people who were about to enter the village, but at this moment they stopped in unison, and no one came forward in a tacit understanding.Gu Di followed everyone's gaze to the side, and saw Zhu Jin at first sight.Vice-owner Zhu stood in front of the table for the guests to leave their names, beside him were Rong Feisheng, Yu Lan, Xie Xiao, and Bai Qingyuan from the Bai family in Gusu... most of the group knew each other. It was Jiang Wanli, who the owner of the villa always cared about.

These important people in Langhuan have arrived, especially Xuanshuang's deputy commander Qin Su. It is said that he always stays around the suzerain. Gu Di took a deep breath and cast his eyes involuntarily to the front. There, a slender figure in green clothes was walking from the sword The cousin took the pen in his hand, leaned over and wrote two words on the name book: Jiang Hua.

Under the current unresolved situation, how to deal with the past suzerain as a subordinate is a very difficult problem.Therefore, when Gu Di stepped forward to salute, he felt a little uncomfortable. This was the first time he saw Luo Yanhua.

The person in front of him has an elegant demeanor, a pair of quiet and deep eyes, and a faint smile when he looks at himself: "You are welcome, I often hear people talking about Master Gu, it is true that Shaoqing has a brother like you. Lucky."

Gu Di found that it was difficult for him to generate hostility, but he and Wei Cheng have a very close friendship, and he has been tossing with Mu Shaoqing until now, so it is impossible to just let go.He clasped his fists again, and said in a deep voice: "This time, everyone in Bizhuang will be waiting for the suzerain's explanation."

Everyone in Langhuan cursed inwardly, something happened to you in the village, what does it have to do with the Lord, if you want to explain it so confidently, do you owe it to you?But since the purpose is to clarify misunderstandings rather than fight, it is impossible to start from scratch, so everyone has no choice but to keep silent.

Seeing this, the martial arts people on the side couldn't help whispering and whispering. After hearing countless rumors about the suzerain of Langhuan, they all praised and criticized his talent, and thought that he must be sick and gloomy. Relying on his ability, how can a suzerain who has lost all his martial arts control the scene?

At this time, Zhu Jin took a step forward, arched his hands towards Gu Di, and smiled calmly: "After a long absence, Mr. Gu still looks as good as before, and he is still so upright and upright. Zhu has taken care of me a while ago, I cherish it." Everyone in Bizhuang is also very grateful."

Master Gu is an honest person in essence, otherwise he would not have been successfully robbed by Gu Zheng under his nose.Although it was not his intention to put Vice Zhuang Zhu under house arrest, but his side was closed to others, and his tendons were loose, which was really disgraceful, and it was far from prudent and upright.Facing the righteous master at this moment, he couldn't help feeling short of breath, and cupped his hands in embarrassment: "It's easy to say, easy to say." But he couldn't continue.

Gu Zheng came over to make a rescue: "Taking advantage of today's Dragon Boat Festival, my brother will toast Mr. Zhu two glasses of realgar wine later, and first apologize for the young master. We are all our own people and our own people."

Hall Master Gu turned his head and saw his younger brother who had been hiding for the past few days, and he became angry immediately, and shouted: "You dare to show up, stop!"

Gu Zheng had been on guard for a long time, and quickly shrank and dodged behind Yu Lan, so as not to be caught by his brother.After this agitation, the serious and tense atmosphere turned into a hustle and bustle, and many people smiled.

Luo Yanhua smiled lightly, he naturally didn't expect Mu Shaoqing to come out to greet him, and immediately stepped into the village.

Gu Di also knew that this was not the time to catch Gu Zheng and settle accounts, so he watched everyone in Langhuan enter, and heaved a sigh of relief.At this time, a member of the door suddenly pointed at his feet and exclaimed: "Look here!"

Everyone looked in the direction of his finger, but saw a clear footprint where Zhu Jin had just stood, half an inch deep, evenly front and back, and with smooth edges.It is not easy to crack the hard green bricks, not to mention the scars left by talking and laughing. This kind of inner strength is not only profound, but also can be retracted and retracted freely, which makes people gasp.

Zhu Jin has a generous temperament, but the clay figurines still have earthy nature. How could he not be angry when he was forcibly detained by Wanjian Villa for two months.He is one of the most skilled masters in Langhuan, and now that the medicinal effect has been removed from his body, he took advantage of the short time of the ceremony to force his feet calmly, counting it as a small warning to Mu Shaoqing.

Gu Di had a very headache. In order to vent his anger, Mr. Zhu put his footprints right in the middle of the main entrance. No matter who passed by, he would inevitably take a look and ask a few questions with great interest, where is the face of Wanjian Villa?Now that people are coming and going, it is impossible to find a craftsman to replace the blue bricks to repair the ground, so he can only order someone to move a few carpets, and he doesn't care about trying to cover it up.

Before the blanket was moved, a group of people came up to them, three young swordsmen first, followed by a few daoist boys with delicate features and Taoist uniforms.The three of them are all tall and straight, with a calm demeanor, and they can tell at a glance that their teachers are from the same sect.Among the young swordsmen in long clothes and swords everywhere, their footwork seemed to be particularly elegant, and they passed through the guests in a flash, and arrived in front of Gu Di.The person among them is older, but should not be more than thirty years old, with a concise expression and a graceful bearing; the left-handed youth is 27 or [-] years old, with clear eyebrows and a gentle expression, which makes people feel good at first sight.Gu Di's heart was shocked, he had already seen that the youngest and most handsome person on the right was none other than Ning Wang Luo Pingyuan whom he had dealt with not long ago.

"Teacher Gu, let's meet again." Also outside the gate of the villa, Mr. Lu of the Hanshan School, who was aggressive and aggressive last time, was smiling now, looking indifferent, "Every grand meeting, Master asked my brothers to come Come to congratulate me, I'm going to bother you again."

A little Taoist boy held a name card, and when Hall Master Gu unfolded it, three names were written on it in sequence: Ning Zefei of the Hanshan School, Yin Jianxiu, and Lu Yuan led the disciples to express their congratulations.

The Hanshan faction emphasizes Qingxiu, and has always been negligent in participating in martial arts conferences. Occasionally, when they need to attend the conference, they will send one or at most two direct disciples as representatives.I don't want to think that in this sword test meeting, the Hanshan faction not only made an exception to have three people, but the leader is Ning Zefei, the disciple of Master Hanshan, which shows how much they value it.

Gu Di hurriedly ordered someone to report to Mu Shaoqing quickly. When the owner of Mu Shaozhuang heard the news, he was surprised at first, and then sneered: "What's there to be happy about? They are here to support Luo Yanhua, not for me. Wanjian Villa!"

That being said, the arrival of the Hanshan faction gave enough face after all, and because he wanted to see what his potential opponent Luo Pingyuan looked like, he still got up and went to the villa in person.

At the same time, Luo Yanhua had passed through the bamboo forest and wooden bridge, turned in one direction, and passed Mu Shaoqing by mistake.

"Over there is the Sword Pond, and the pavilion next to it is called Zhuoyue Pavilion, and the Martial Arts Field is not far in front." The sword hall disciple who led the way was very young, and introduced with a little clumsiness.Luo Yanhua nodded slightly, the surrounding scenery is not unfamiliar, more than ten years ago he lived here for nearly a month, listened to the rain in the Zhuoyue Pavilion, and practiced sword with Mu Shaoqing in the bamboo forest.Today, the verdant vegetation is still there, and the houses and pavilions are well repaired, making them more rustic after years.It was the Dragon Boat Festival, and there were clumps of wormwood hanging everywhere, and there was a fresh and slightly bitter breath in the mountain wind.

The Martial Arts Field is a wide and flat field, accommodating thousands of people is not a problem. The ground is made of solid bluestone strips, and there is a stone platform about ten feet high on the east side.A simple pergola has been set up around the venue, and some tables, chairs and benches have been placed under the shade of trees a little far away for the martial arts fellows to rest and enjoy the shade.

Due to the large number of sects that need to be received, it is impossible to arrange them separately. Wanjian Villa only arranges exclusive pergolas for several major sects with higher status such as Shaolin and larger numbers such as Kongtong. Other decent sects need several shared use. As for the rest of the people from all corners of the country, I have no choice but to invite everyone to sit freely and squeeze.

The pergola belonging to Langhuan is located in Nance, and everyone sat down inside. At this time, many visitors have arrived one after another, and there are already people in the unspecified sheds everywhere, and the seats are getting more and more full.

Zhu Jin knew a lot of people, sitting next to King Jing, talking in a low voice about the origins of the people he associates with. The face, it seems that this time is to weigh the weight of the young disciple; Yu Miaofang, the head of the Nanhai School, has also arrived; Qi Moye, the successor of the Iron Sword Sect who was defeated.

Yu Luo Yanhua had heard of these names for a long time, but it was a rare opportunity to match up with himself, so he looked at them one by one under Zhu Jin's explanation.Sitting on the other side, Jiang Wanli added a few words from time to time. When she saw a woman dressed as a Taoist nun holding Buddha dust in her hand and walking to the sidelines with a long sword in her back, behind her were all female disciples, all dressed in vulgar and Taoist manners, she couldn't help laughing and said: "That's Hu Jingyue, the head of the Qingya sect in Tianmu Mountain. She has very strict rules and only accepts female disciples. There are a few girls under her sect who are good in martial arts and character. Well, the pergola where they sit is opposite us."

Luo Yanhua thought to himself, Wan Li is the master of the elegy, and the same group of girls under him, could it be that they love Wu and Wu, and have friendship with the Qingya sect?He smiled, and was just about to let his cousin not have to accompany him, why not go over to talk to his friends, Zhu Jin suddenly frowned: "There seems to be something wrong over there."

Since the Qingya sect is all women, they were allocated a smaller shed alone, so they didn't have to mix with other sects. However, when everyone looked closely, there were already seven or eight big men sitting in the shed, some with their backs against the shed wall. , some with one leg crossed, all looking tired and lazy.The disciples in charge of leading the sword hall stepped forward to negotiate, but a man on the outside raised his hand and gestured a few times in the other direction, and said loudly: "Everyone was invited by Master Mu Shaozhuang, of course this pergola is Whoever arrives first will occupy it. Your Wanjian Villa held a sword test meeting, but Zhou Gangzhu took it as his own business, and brought our brothers to cheer with good intentions. But your hospitality is really stingy, and you have come for half a day without any wine. No meat, just a cup of tea makes people's teeth sore, and the space is too tight, how can you treat the brothers? We will be a family in the future, how can there be any reason for favoring each other?"

The tone of these words was tyrannical and full of banditry, and people around heard the sound and paid attention. The man became more energetic, and suddenly reached out to point at the pergola in Langhuan: "If anything goes wrong in the past three days, it must be our leader Zhou. Come forward to help, otherwise, Master Mu is planning to rely on these aunts and children, or rely on the Sect Master of Langhuanjiang!" When he said the last sentence, he dragged out a long ending sound, as if he meant something, and there were seven or eight people in the shed. There was a burst of laughter, and no one got up to give way.

This remark was compared with women's style, and it concealed sarcasm. The intention was very vicious, and everyone in Langhuan was furious.

"It's a member of the Sanjiang Gang and the Broken Door Knife." Rong Feisheng sneered, "The clown dares to be rampant!" The place where the man gestured at first was a shed on the northwest side, where he was standing or sitting, and it was full of people The one at the top of the list is clearly the leader of the Sanjiang Gang, Zhou Yu, the fat man on the left is Peng Sanhu, the leader of the Duanmen Daomen, and the middle-aged scholar with a square scarf on his head and a sick face on the right should be Huo Liansheng, the head of the Haiyan Gang. People are nothing more than the heads of some small gangs and small associations.

Yu Lan's complexion has darkened, this gangster formed a gang, a few days ago he provoked Heng Dao in Jinling City, several of his subordinates were injured, and he has endured it so far for the sake of the overall situation, but now the other party has come to his eyes without hesitation, this tone There is no reason not to.He was about to get up, but a hand pressed his shoulder.

"Yu Lingzhu, you don't need a sledgehammer to kill a chicken, Xiaoling can just go and have a look." Luo Yanhua said, "Besides, since the Qingya faction was invited to the meeting, I don't want to be bullied."

While talking, there was another change in front of the awning on the north side. A female disciple of the Qingya faction stepped forward, pressed her sword hilt and scolded: "What is Zhou Gangzhu, is he amazing? No matter how good his swordsmanship is, it will not be your turn." This group of rats did not obey the rules at the sword test meeting, so get out of here!"

Everyone listened to her naivety and obviously knew nothing about Zhou Zhi, so they all laughed, but the laughter came from good intentions.The Sanjiang Gang used to stir up wind and rain, but at this grand gathering of sword sects, some women made things difficult, and they couldn't help being disgusted, so someone said: "Yes, who is the leader of Zhou? The swordsmanship is very good Is it?"

The few people who occupied the magpie's nest in the arbor were a bit overwhelmed. A big man saw that the girl was eighteen or nineteen years old, with a tall figure, fair complexion, and a clear oval face that was suitable for anger and joy. She was a standard beauty, so he didn't realize it. Feeling lustful, he walked over with a smirk: "Our brothers have finally settled down, how can we just leave as soon as we say it, why don't we all give in and squeeze each other, this shed can still accommodate." And stretched out his hand to pull, "Come on, girl, sit here, and I will tell you in detail how heroic our Sanjiang gang leader Zhou is."

The girl's willow eyebrows were upside down, and when she saw that this person was about to put her on her shoulders, she gave a sharp shout, and the sword light flashed like a shock, and everyone felt a blur in front of them. When they looked at it, there was a bloody left Ear.The girl immediately put the sword back into its sheath, her movements were extremely neat.

The big man who wanted to take advantage was nicknamed Yuan Laosan, and he was the first to speak to Yuan Laosan just now. They are two brothers, and their martial arts are not weak, otherwise they would not have the courage to openly provoke trouble.Who would have expected that he would suffer a big loss in front of everyone's eyes, he felt a chill on the left side of his face, followed by a burning pain, he couldn't help being shocked and angry, he drew his waist knife and rushed forward: "I don't know how to praise you!" Damn, I have to chop off your hands and cut off both ears!"

Although the girl from the Qingya faction has learned a good sword technique, she has never used it against the enemy except for fighting with her fellow teachers and sisters, and she doesn't know that after hurting the enemy, she must be extra careful, and the subsequent counterattack is often more ferocious .As soon as she hit the shameless man, she was about to turn her head to ask her master for instructions, when she suddenly saw Yuan Laosan's face was bloodstained, and he raised his knife viciously to attack him, she was so frightened that she froze all over, and it was too late to draw her sword to save herself.

From when she hurt the enemy to when the opponent draws the sword, it happened within a few breaths, and the distance between our team was five or six steps away.The head Hu Jingyue has already drawn out the long sword, but due to the girl's figure, no matter how quickly she moves, it is difficult to save the disciple before he is stabbed by the big man's sword.

Amidst the exclamation of all the female disciples, Yuan Laosan's blade had almost touched the girl's shoulder, and a ferocious smile appeared on his face. At this fleeting moment, perhaps because of his life and death instinct, he suddenly felt a sense of urgency. Something is wrong.A short sword about a foot long pierced from an unimaginable direction, appeared under his eyelids at a speed beyond imagination, precisely touched the position of the throat, and then moved forward without stopping.

The morning sun had risen for half a day, and the heroes gathered around the martial arts field saw that the strong man with the knife suddenly stopped his forward movement, and his whole body was stiff as a stone in an instant, only his teeth chattered. Overcome inertia and exert too much force.Immediately, he began to shrink back inch by inch, but no matter how he avoided it, the dagger stuck to his throat was still following him like a shadow, reflecting a cold light under the warm sun, and the tip had already sunk into the skin.

The other end of the sharp blade was held in the hands of a slender young man with a handsome face and cold eyes. Under the astonished eyes of everyone, the dagger was advancing inch by inch, forcing Yuan Laosan to retreat without mercy until his vest hit the support of the arbor .Suddenly there was a cool breeze blowing from behind, he waved his hand out without looking back, and there was a sound of "Zheng", gold and iron collided, blocking a sneak attack, it turned out that he also held a dagger in his left hand.

The girl who was so shocked that her face turned pale was already protected by her classmates, and she became hasty. There were many first-class experts present, but it seemed that no one could detect when this erratic young man showed up. The timing was perfect, and everyone He watched the development of the situation with bated breath, and didn't care about applauding for a while.

Yuan Laosan had a sharp pain in his throat, and big drops of cold sweat oozed from his forehead. He could feel the blood flowing down continuously. As long as the cold edge of the dagger moved forward by three points, he would die a terrible end.

"Little son, young man, we only asked for a few cheap words, but one ear was cut off. I wanted to teach her a lesson when I was in a hurry. You have a lot of adults, and you are so noble!" This guy's face is like a cloud, but he Hurry up and ask for forgiveness.

Guan Ling snorted coldly, disgusted, but still withdrew the dagger, and hit the opponent's Tanzhong acupoint with one elbow.It is indeed not this person who he wants to settle accounts, but Yuan Laoer who just insulted the Lord.

Yuan Laosan was brutally dealt with, and it was impossible for the accomplices in the shed to sit and watch. They all drew their swords and rushed out of the shed, but after Yuan Laoer's sneak attack failed, they never found a chance to attack Guan Ling.

Four black-clothed figures approached suddenly, as unpredictable as the appearance of a young boy, occupying the four directions of Qiankun Kanli, and at the same time the long sword was unsheathed, and the light of the sword was like a dense light curtain, trapping the seven men in it, helpless get away.

Many of the sword masters present are knowledgeable, and it can be seen that this is a four-person sword formation with strict rules. Every time the swordsmen in the formation try to rush out with force, there will be one or two more sword marks on their bodies. Although the cuts are not deep enough to kill them, they are still painful enough.Those who study the sword formation can't help but observe carefully, ponder in their hearts, hoping to see more changes; other swordsmen secretly consider, if it is me who is trapped in the formation at the moment, is there a way to break the self-protection?Discussions from various sects are also gradually buzzing:

"The young man with two swords and the four black-clothed swordsmen have strange movements. It seems that they come and go without a trace. There are very few people with this ability in the martial arts. If they show up on this occasion, it must be Xuan Xuan in Langhuan. Frost."

"But isn't Xuanshuang specialized in hiding and tracking? When did he become proficient in sword formation? I think it is not inferior to the sword gallery in Wanjian Villa."

"Xuan Shuang is mysterious in the first place, who knows if there is any unique skill left in the bottom of the box, Lang Huan is truly unfathomable."

"I'm afraid Sect Master Jiang specially left one hand to restrain Ming Jian. Master Mu Shaozhuang will be in trouble this time."

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Comments, questions, guesses, words drifted into Luo Yanhua's ears, and he sighed softly.The matter is actually not complicated at all. Su Yan, the master of Xuanji Pavilion, had some insights during the march and created several sword formations, which were passed on to Xuanshuang in the northern border.It's just that Mu Shaoqing just broke up blindly, and he hasn't had the chance to transfer the sword-crying method so far.I only sigh that people's hearts are like water, the world changes, and simple things will also produce variables. Misunderstandings and entanglements cover up the heart, making people lost halfway, and it is difficult to find the way back.

Having tried his best, he only hopes that Mu Shaoqing wants to come back, and that when the fog clears, his former friends can choose to come back for Langhuan and Wanli, even if they still don't want to understand him.