Emperor Que Shaohua

Inviting the owner to fight with the famous sword with the best quality sword is a very solemn statement in the sword test meeting, which means that both parties must abide by the rules and bear the result, otherwise they will break the promise and break the promise, which is despised by the martial arts.

"Yes." What Mu Shaoqing was waiting for was him to challenge, and said coldly: "As long as Lu Shaoxia is not afraid of regretting it later, Mu will accompany you."

"If the owner of the villa wins, and his skills are not as good as others, Chunjun will stay in Wanjian Villa." Luo Pingyuan said lightly, "If the winner is the next, I believe that the owner Mu Shao will also keep his promise. Let me be as embarrassed as Sect Master Jiang, right?"

Both in public and in private, the two of them have no good impression of each other, they coincidentally have a cold attitude, sparks fly everywhere when they open their mouths.

Luo Pingyuan said again: "I don't want to take advantage of the weapon, and I'm going to use my senior brother's sword when I finish, what's Mu Shaozhuang's idea?"

It was not the first time that Mu Shaoqing had met an opponent who was even more proud than himself, but he had never seen or heard of someone who dared to take the initiative to take the initiative at a critical moment.If he has scruples about this competition, it is that his Hanshui sword will probably suffer a loss against Shang Chunjun. If it is lost in the middle, how will the outcome be calculated? Could it be that Qingming is invited to re-compete?He couldn't bear the damage to the sword that had been with him for many years, so he didn't object: "Very well, Shaoxia Lu is indeed a master of art and courage, I hope your Hanshan swordsmanship can stand up to this appearance, so that people won't be disappointed." He glanced at it. Gu Di, Gu Di understood, took off his accessories and handed them to him.

In view of the great importance of the final result, at the suggestion of Ning Zefei, Master Jingming, Fang Cangsong, and Yu Miaofang, several distinguished guests with high seniority and high expectations, were pushed as witnesses.

The place of the competition was still set on the stone platform of Jianchi. Regardless of the heavy rain, all the heroes flocked to the lakeside to occupy a good position suitable for watching the battle.

"Sect Master Jiang has never been in vain these years, and he will always rely on him in every crisis." Mu Shaoqing glanced at King Jing who got up safely, and he didn't understand why he would blurt out cynicism uncontrollably whenever he was in front of the other party, "will The two younger brothers are so engrossed, one beats the Xiwen drum for you, and the other is willing to bet on the Chunjun sword! But have you ever thought about who Lu Yuan is, and whose son is he? Rely on him to deal with me , Will Ming Jian's disciples be convinced! Are you out of your wits so quickly?"

"Who is hurting my family in the name of the Lord, and who is doing everything possible to help Langhuan, I believe everyone has seen clearly." Luo Yanhua's eyes seemed to have condensed frost, and said lightly, "That's right, Ping Yuan is my younger brother, the owner of Jian Chunjun, what's wrong with asking? Let's just make it clear. It's not convenient for me to do it myself, so I passed on some sword skills and asked him to replace me. Let me teach you a lesson. What is Mu Lingzhu still dissatisfied with? Could it be that Chunjun is not good enough? Or is this not dignified enough?"

"Okay, very good!" Mu Shaoqing was so angry that he couldn't find any words to refute, and laughed angrily, "You can still teach swordsmanship! I will learn the tricks of Sect Master Jiang, let's see who is doing it!" Who will teach me a lesson!"

On the Sword Pond, the stone platforms were empty everywhere, as if they were waiting for the last fierce fight.Rain fell into the lake one after another, printing countless tiny water patterns.Just like yesterday, the heavier guests sat in the Zhuoyue Pavilion, while the rest of the crowd gathered around the lakeside, and a few oil-paper umbrellas were dotted here and there among the crowd.

The last few words of Jiang Hua and Mu Shaoqing's confrontation have spread, and everyone can't help discussing in low voices: Didn't Jiang Suzerain of Langhuan lose his internal energy long ago, did he also practice swords before?Does anyone know what kind of swordsmanship it is, could it be better than Hanshan swordsmanship?Or specifically restrain Mu Shaoqing's Chilong Thirteen Styles?

The stone platform in the water closest to the Zhuoyue Pavilion is about three feet away from the shore. When Luo Pingyuan floated up, the short conversation in the flower hall still echoed in his mind: Have you ever wondered whose son Lu Yuan is?

Others don't understand what it means, but Langhuan's subordinates must understand that it refers to Rupin.He lived in Huaibizhuang with guilt, but he never thought that the first time he encountered criticism was before the martial arts competition.Even though he knew that Mu Shaoqing did it on purpose, he couldn't help but feel empty.But immediately after, I heard Brother Huang's answer, Ping Yuan, first of all, my younger brother, is upright, what's wrong?Such a quiet and natural voice seemed unaffected by anyone.

Luo Pingyuan took a deep breath. Unlike Dai Zhangjing who took down Beiliao during the martial arts competition in Luocheng, this time, he really didn't have enough confidence.Before today, in order to reduce variables, Nie Jiluan had to give up the opportunity to challenge, so he has not seen Mu Shaoqing's attack; but judging from the sword skills of Qiu Xianyun and Qi Moye, he has the most chance of winning Four percent.From the odds of Fengyun Gambling to the dignified expressions of everyone in Langhuan, it shows that most people don't think highly of him.

Therefore, when he said last night that he would try his best to win, he made up his mind to fight with his back, even if he would lose both sides, he would never retreat.

"Tomorrow's battle, it's not the swordsmanship that really determines victory or defeat." Luo Yanhua disagreed, "Although Shaoqing is strong, his weakness is also obvious. Ping Yuan should not take risks when the time comes, but need to be calm Do more fighting with your mind, as long as you can't make a quick decision, you will naturally win."

Luo Pingyuan looked at Mu Shaoqing, who was about ten feet away, from the moment he stepped on the stone platform, the other party's original impetuous state disappeared, and gradually, it was replaced by an oncoming oppression.

Hundreds of years ago, when two swordsmen fought duel, there was a famous dialogue:

"Why don't you come out with a sword?"

"The sword is here!"

"Where?"

"I don't have a sword in my hand, but I have a sword in my heart, so it is everywhere."

The legend is a bit mysterious, but before Mu Shaozhuang master draws his sword, Luo Pingyuan can already feel that the aura around him, which is as cold as a snow mountain and a lonely peak, is gradually reaching perfection.

The sword intent is invisible, but it really exists.

Luo Pingyuan put his hand on the hilt of the sword and silently recited the master's formula, only then did he suppress his instinctive aura of rising and fighting. In front of him may be the strongest opponent he has encountered since he came down the mountain, and there is no room for negligence.He restrained his mind and said loudly: "There is an arrogance!"

The Zhuoyue Pavilion is adjacent to the water, one third of which hangs over the lake. The moss-stained boulders are reflected in the Qingdai lake water, and the figures of the two swordsmen above are tall and straight, and the wind is rustling. Looking over the railing, Luo Yanhua can see clearly I can see their fluttering robes and the cold and arrogant or calm expressions on their faces.

At this moment, Jiang Wanli took a Yaoqin from Wen Yuan and placed it on the tea table.Her face was as pale as paper, and she tried her best to keep calm, but her tuning fingers trembled uncontrollably.

"Wan Li," Luo Yanhua knew that his cousin had supported her limit for many days, and lightly pressed her wrist, "Don't be afraid, we will wait a little longer."

When Gu Di saw this posture, he was startled. Why did he play the piano during the sword competition? Could it be that the suzerain planned to use Miss Jiang to restrain the mind of his own owner, so as to help King Ning gain the upper hand?In a battle between masters, how can we allow the slightest mistake? What should we do?

Before he could figure it out, Luo Yanhua had already said slowly, the sword is a gentleman among soldiers, and today two sword sect leaders fought decisively on the clear water of the sword pool, this scene is worth a light song.Wanli is a member of Langhuan, so it is not suitable for her to play. " He said, looking around with a casual expression, "Mr. Jin is carrying a jade flute, so I invite you to play a song for Mr. Lu and Lord Mu Ling to soothe your heart. I wonder if it's okay? "

Nangong Jin had been standing in an inconspicuous corner of the pavilion. Hearing this, she was greatly surprised, and reached out to hold the jade flute on her waist.He has been focusing on the rhythm recently, so he habitually brings the flute with him when he participates in the sword test meeting.King Jing's suggestion of the melody was not unexpected, but on important occasions, the Nangong family always had the eldest son Nangong Chen come forward, and others rarely thought of him.At this moment, under the full gaze of everyone, all eyes were focused together, which made the shy Second Young Master somewhat uncomfortable, and looked at his elder brother hesitantly. In terms of skills alone, his elder brother should be superior.

"Ajin's heart is clear, and the sound of the flute is elegant. She is an excellent candidate." Luo Yanhua said with a smile, "The Shitai is about to start, so don't refuse."

Nangong Jin has witnessed Mu Shaoqing's stubbornness for several days, and gradually lost confidence in Leyin's treatment, but now it is the last moment, since King Jing still insists, he will naturally not neglect.Thinking about it, even if it doesn't have much effect, at least there is no harm, but I just try my best.He immediately nodded in agreement, walked to the railing and stood still, took out the white jade flute.

"Just blow the Yuntai Pu'an Mantra." Luo Yanhua said softly, "I'm sorry, Jin, please."

Nangong Jin was stunned for a moment, he was no stranger to the title of this song, he had a night talk with a group of friends in Huaibi Village more than ten days ago, Luo Pingyuan once mentioned that although it is a famous song with the effect of calming the mind, but Brother Huang didn't like it very much, and the reason impressed him deeply.Now why does Jing Wang alone specify the Yuntai Pu'an Mantra?I don't have time to think about it, but I know the tune, he nodded, and brought the flute closer to his mouth.

Seeing this scene, the heroes inside and outside the Zhuoyue Pavilion, those who like to watch the excitement think that the excitement is the icing on the cake, and applaud for fun; When I was playing, I couldn't help wondering if there was any deep meaning in it. Could it be that the swordsmanship taught by Jiang Hua to Lu Yuan has hidden mysteries, and once it is matched with the music, its power will double?

Gu Di moved his lips slightly, wondering if he should object. He was worried that there was a trap hidden in it, but he couldn't find a suitable reason for a while.The Nangong family and Wanjian Villa are family friends. Compared with the calmness and leisure of the suzerain, if I have to take precautions even if the second son plays a flute to cheer up the fun, it will seem too petty.While hesitating, someone pulled his sleeve from the side, Gu Di turned around, and beside him was his younger brother who had been playing hide-and-seek with him for the past few days.

"What are you doing!" Gu Di frowned and said angrily.It's really annoying that Gu Zheng always takes the opportunity to show up, making it impossible for him to settle accounts on the spot.

"Brother, don't you see it until now, the master will not harm the owner of the villa." Gu Zheng lowered his voice, "So don't worry, let's watch the battle together."

Hall Master Gu looked at his earnest younger brother, pursed his lips with complicated emotions, and finally said nothing.

When the clear and melodious music came out from the white jade flute and floated on the lake and in the drizzle, it was the moment when Luo Pingyuan said "There is an arrogance" and both sides drew their swords at the same time.The sword energy on the lake rose sharply, covering the small stone platform with a radius of several feet.The sky is gloomy, and all the colors seem to be covered by the dazzling sword light that soars instantly, and they are set off dimly.

"Shaoqing still likes to take the lead, and he uses a fast sword as soon as he comes up." Luo Yanhua focused on the lake, his eyesight was still there, and he could see that Mu Shaoqing had already unleashed eighteen swords in a row, as swift as a gust of wind, with a speed of The speed is not inferior to Nie Jiluan.

With such a purpose of speed, the moves are not heavy on changes, and the emphasis is on simplicity, stability and ruthlessness, which are often more difficult to parry than complicated moves.Under the stormy attack, Luo Pingyuan is like a small boat in the stormy sea, which may be capsized and silent at any time.However, the long sword in his hand could not be pierced, even though the flood was raging, it seemed to be floating and sinking, but in fact he did not back down.

"Lu Shaoxia is not a weakling in his youth, but he is able to guard his door tightly and does not advance rashly, which is indeed outstanding." Yu Miaofang also commented on the side.As for other young swordsmen, who are just young and full of vigor, when encountering the opponent's repeated attacks, they must not be able to help but fight quickly to regain the initiative, and the opening is also born from this.

On the stone platform, Mu Shaoqing saw that Luo Pingyuan defended more and attacked less, and his rules were not chaotic. He knew that he was deliberately killing his energy.He thought to himself, the disciples of the famous sect are like the disciples of Hanshan sect, no matter what they can do, they are indeed strict in law, so people should not take them lightly.But there was a sneer on the face: "How did Lu Shaoxia learn from the tortoise? Is Hanshan's unique skill so dull and boring? What about your Yunxia swordsmanship? Mu is still waiting to learn Jianghua's brilliant moves!"

He raised his voice to speak, the sword in his hand was still as fast as a sword, he didn't feel relaxed at all, he uttered the last word, a round of sharp attack came to an end, the edge of the sword barely brushed Luo Pingyuan's ear, and suddenly turned, Draw a long arc slanting down in the air, like flowing clouds and flowing water, very chic and graceful.

In just a short moment, it came like a thunderbolt and received the wrath, and then it was like the river and sea congealed into a clear light, attracting colorful sounds from the lakeside, and someone said: "Look quickly, it is the Jinghongzhaoying sword technique."

Luo Pingyuan's skin on the side of his face still faintly lingered with the chill from when the blade was close to him, and he became more cautious in his heart. Mu Shaoqing's reputation is well-deserved, and his swordsmanship has reached the point where he can use his mind freely and send and receive freely. Instant transformation, the connection is as smooth as water, almost without trace.

Rong Feisheng once said that three years ago at a sword test meeting, it was Jinghongzhaoying swordsmanship that made Mu Shaoqing famous overnight, Hengyang Yanqu, Wanli Stratus, Yanguo Liusheng, Hongclaw Slush , 64 strokes are exquisite, but it is a pity to demonstrate them based on the memory of past discussions.At this moment, the righteous master is using them one by one, which can be said to be both physical and spiritual, full of spirit and energy.Luo Pingyuan took several moves, but felt that it was a bit difficult, the opponent's sword was like a rainbow and lightning, as if his heart moved at will, and every time he struck first, he blocked all his moves in between, and fell in line with Yunxia swordsmanship There are some similarities, so I also changed the way of swordsmanship. First, I countered with a move of Autumn Water Changtian, and then the wind and clouds moved, and the clouds flowed. The 28 moves came out one after another.

He remembered Luo Yanhua's instructions: "You must be calm, it's best to move beyond 150 moves, so that Shaoqing can do it with all his strength, and the few moves I gave you can be used."

On the side of the sword pool, if there is anyone who has not watched the battle with full attention, it is probably only Nangong Jin who is concentrating on playing the flute. In order not to be affected by the scene of the sword competition, the second son even closed his eyes.The Yuntai Pu'an Mantra is a famous Buddhist song, and it is getting better at this time. The melodious flute sound passes through the transparent rain curtain, floating in the sky above the lake, between the green mountains and the waterfalls, and the ethereal cave, like the fairy sound from the nine-day cloud, peaceful and peaceful. It also seemed to carry unspeakable compassion.

The Jinghongzhaoying swordsmanship and Yunxia swordsmanship were performed, both with beautiful postures and swaying dust. In addition, the two people on the lake have handsome and elegant personalities. Looking at it, there is a kind of mistyness that is not like the world.The heroes watched with awe. At first there were cheers, but gradually, Yu Yu held his breath and watched quietly.

In the eyes of first-class swordsmen, no matter how calm the posture is, the duel between the two sides will become more and more intense and dangerous. Often, once a move is made, the subsequent changes will be understood by the opponent, and the dismantling will be dealt with according to their own understanding. If there is a slight mistake, there will be dangers everywhere. .

With a rustling sound, a small corner of Luo Pingyuan's clothes fluttered down like a butterfly, and his sword edge also narrowly brushed against Mu Shaoqing's left shoulder, almost tearing through the material.The same elegant and free way, Yunxia swordsmanship has a clear and distant atmosphere, and is deeply rooted in the three flavors of Taoism, but Mu Shaoqing's Jinghongzhaoying sword has an indescribable sense of loneliness and aloofness. , compared with less indifferent, more three-point fierce.Luo Pingyuan felt a little ashamed in his heart. The two swordsmanship should be equal, but he suffered a small loss. It seems that his attainment is still not as good as it is.At that moment, he changed his moves again, and changed to the Hanshan Shuoyu swordsmanship passed down by his master. 36 Lu Shuoyu's sword is upright and strict, and its status in Hanshan martial arts is roughly equivalent to that of Liangyi swordsmanship in Huashan school. Luo Pingyuan has practiced for many years, and his kung fu is far more solid than Yunxia swordsmanship, and he will soon lose the wind The momentum turned back.

Mu Shaoqing sneered in his heart when he saw that he was playing steadily and cautiously.Just cut off the corner of the opponent's clothes, if he stopped immediately and said he would give in, it would be regarded as his victory; but firstly, Luo Pingyuan stepped up his moves and did not give him a chance to withdraw, secondly, he was determined to win completely and completely, so that Luo Pingyuan could win Yan Hua swallowed his words and had nothing to say, so he kept silent, but became more and more focused, determined to teach King Ning a lesson he would never forget.

It was very quiet in the Zhuoyue Pavilion, Luo Yanhua was sitting by the railing, the slanting wind and drizzle made half of his clothes slightly wet, but he didn't seem to notice it.The sword on the stone platform was as beautiful as snow, but half of his mind was tied to the clear sound of the flute beside his ears.The Yuntai Pu'an Mantra stretches long and is divided into three levels. After each level, the melody is several scales higher than the previous one. If we say that at the beginning, we swim in the air, then we climb the blue clouds, and finally we go straight to the sky, adding more treasures to the auspicious clouds. The meaning of being majestic and universally saving all living beings.

All of a sudden, the Hundred Moves have passed, and the Yuntai Pu'an Mantra has also entered the second stage.Luo Yanhua quietly stared at the intertwined sword shadows, as if unconsciously, his slender fingers gently stroked the Yaoqin in front of him.

Several disciples of Huashan had been standing by the lake with their senior brother. Jiang Han was dazzled by the sight and his palms were sweating. He couldn't help but whispered, "Senior brother, how do you see the situation of His Royal Highness? I... I'm a little nervous ah."

Feng Jingyi frowned slightly, and said after a while: "Master Mu Shaozhuang's swordsmanship is higher than I expected. Fortunately, although Mr. Lu is on the defensive, he hasn't lost. It's hard to say at the moment."

He was more worried than Jiang Han before, but after watching the battle until now, he vaguely felt a strange feeling that was hard to explain.If swordsmanship and rhyme are interlinked, just as the sound of a drum drum can inspire soldiers and make soldiers fight the enemy bravely, King Jing arranged such a peaceful and peaceful music, there must be some kind of intention.

Feng Jingyi only had a half-knowledge of the rhythm, and it was the first time he had heard the Yuntai Pu'an Mantra, but when it comes to superior swordsmanship, few people can observe as closely as he does.In his eyes, Mu Shaoqing's swordsmanship has always been fierce and lofty from the quick sword in the first fight to the shocking shadow that followed. The hysteresis and deviation, which are almost undetectable, are not my own illusions, although they are as small as a tiny bit.Could it be that his spirit was worn away by the lingering rhyme?

This idea was fleeting. Nangong Jin's flute sound had no internal strength. With Mu Shaoqing's high swordsmanship, even if King Jing invited ten musicians to play together, it should not affect him.The unity of mind and mind is the basic skill of practicing superior swordsmanship. If one is easily moved by foreign objects, how can one become a top swordsman?Feng Jingyi couldn't figure it out, so she couldn't judge her own guess. Maybe it was just Luo Pingyuan's winning style that made Mu Shaoqing lose his patience.

As he was thinking, he couldn't help but look towards the Zhuoyue Pavilion, beyond the crowd, through the light mist and rain, he could vaguely see the figure in Tsing Yi sitting alone in a corner.