If fruit love can come again - the sequel to Hua Qiangu

After seeing off Bai Zihua, Yun Yin didn't waste any time, and went to the succession ceremony in a few days.Yun Yin immediately rehearsed the program and etiquette with Hua Qiangu.Repeatedly and correctly, they went back to their dormitories to rest.

Maybe it was because of being overworked for days, Hua Qiangu tossed and turned on the bed, unable to sleep, thinking of Bai Zihua.

Curiously, she took out the brocade box from the pillow and opened it. It was a silk handkerchief made of the same material as the white clothes he usually wears. Wanwan is sad and lingering." A few words.

Hua Qiangu's heart felt warm and itchy, she touched it and rubbed it on her face, and the handkerchief gave off a faint, familiar fragrance.It felt very much like pulling his sleeves to sleep.Maybe she was really too tired, but she finally fell asleep with that silk painting in her arms.

On the day of the ceremony, the wind was clear and the air was clear, with the flags of the Maoshan faction fluttering in the sea, and it was very lively.

On the avenue of the Nine Nights Wanfu Palace Square, Maoshan disciples stood on both sides of the dark and dense.The two leading ones are wearing dark gray Taoist robes——Qing Huai and Qing Yang, two Taoist priests, who are also Hua Qiangu and Yun Yin's uncles.At present, the Maoshan faction has the highest seniority of two.

The ceremony started, with the sound of bells and drums, Hua Qiangu, wearing a moon-white robe for the sect leader, slowly descended from the sky, walked through the central passage, and stepped up the steps in front of the Wanfu Palace.Yun Yin accompanied her on the left, and followed her up the steps of Wanfu Palace.

"Martial nephew stay!" Hua Qiangu turned around and saw Taoist Qinghuai standing behind her, looking at her.He didn't call him the sect master, Yun Yin knew his intentions.

Daoist Qinghuai said proudly: "I thought it was an expedient measure for senior brother to pass on you before his death. When he ascended, there was no one around him. If there were other people in Maoshan at that time, I believe he would not pass on to you. I I feel that the position of head should be discussed separately, and it is not appropriate to hold a succession ceremony today!"

Yun Yin was about to step forward to argue, Hua Qiangu raised his hand to block him, and smiled sweetly at Qing Huai: "Master is afraid that my nephew—me, will not be able to protect Maoshan, and lose Maoshan's thousand-year foundation?!"

"Of course, my senior brother and I just don't accept it. Then you can treat the head of the sect as a trifle, and you can let the baby be the head of the sect!" Daoist Qinghuai said with disdain.

Hua Qiangu was not angry, and suggested with a smile: "Then why don't we come to the competition, win two out of three, and let me learn the Maoshan Qisha's sword formation, Master Qingyang's Maoshan swordsmanship, and Master Qinghuai's sword formation?" Palm technique. Pure martial arts, no internal force, no spells, just click and stop. How?"

Qing Huai pondered and said nothing, Hua Qiangu took the opportunity to say: "In the first round, I hope to learn from the seven senior brothers about the Qisha Soul Locking Formation. If I can walk out of the sword formation within twenty moves, I will win, otherwise I will lose. In the second round, I hope to avoid the three tricks of Master Uncle."

"No, you can avoid a trick and you will win." Qing Yang said loudly, but he was slandering in his heart, this girl is also too big, there are only a few disciples who have cultivated for hundreds of years and his own senior brothers on Maoshan Mountain , no one can take his move.

Hua Qiangu stuck out her tongue in her heart, but thanked Master Qing with a serious face: "Thank you Master Qing Yang for letting me go. Then in the third match, I hope I can avoid Master Qing Huai's three palm moves."

"Very good." Qinghuai thought over and over again, looking at Qingyang and saying that the odds of winning were sure.Seeing that Qinghuai agreed, Qingyang immediately waved his sleeves.All the disciples left the square in an instant, only Maoshan Qisha formed the Qisha Soul Locking Formation.

With a wave of both hands, Hua Qiangu took off her dress, revealing her plain white attire, obviously coming prepared.She handed over Duan Nian to Yun Yin, jumped with her feet little by little, and fell into the formation in a blink of an eye.

Hua Qiangu clasped his fists in empty steps, saluted, posed as if he was waving a pipa, and drew a circle on the ground with his front toes to push the formation.

I saw the seven swords unsheathed, the tips of the swords encircled, and in a blink of an eye, they had reached Hua Qiangu's side.There was a flash of white light, and there was nothing in the sword circle, only a clear and clear female voice was heard behind him, saying: "Brothers and sisters, thank you for your acceptance!"

Everyone looked back, it turned out that Hua Qiangu had already escaped from the formation, and stood in front of the Wanfu Palace with a big thorn.

After this competition, most of the disciples turned their contempt for Hua Qiangu into admiration.

After all, this Maoshan formation is a very vicious formation.Trapped by the seven evil spirits, the strongest point of the formation lies in its unpredictability, stepping on the eight gates, one hair can move the whole body, and the trapped person will finally escape and die, or be nailed to death by the sword.However, Hua Qiangu hadn't finished his move yet, and most of them already approved of the head in his heart.

Only disciples with high cultivation levels can see that Hua Qiangu is just playing tricks.She just escaped from the formation with brilliant lightness kung fu before the Seven Shade Formation started.Didn't get recruited at all.Of course, Qisha didn't really want to fight her, and admired her courage and lightness.When they saw it was good, they took it away, bowed to Hua Qiangu, and then gave up their space.

Ching Yang could see it.He frowned, stood arrogantly with his left hand behind his back, pointed his right hand at the ground and said, "Martial Nephew, let's make a move."

Hua Qiangu flew in front of him, clasped his fists as if he was about to enter the sword with his bare hands, and spread the white crane's wings.

Seeing that she didn't show her weapon, Qing Yang felt even more dissatisfied, and said: "Accept the attack." The blue shirt flashed, and the sword shadow surrounded Hua Qiangu with lightning.

Hua Qiangu also started at about the same time, in the arena, white clothes and green shirts were intertwined, they had already exchanged a move, Hua Qiangu's forehead was sweating, his expression was no longer as calm as before, he clasped his fists as a gesture of thanks.

Qing Yang understood in his heart that her other skills were not perfect, but her lightness skills were top-notch, and she was clever and eccentric.And she also cultivated to Kanxin in a short period of time, and a love for talents was born in his heart.Suddenly he didn't want to hurt her, he thought maybe it would be good for her to be the head.At that moment, he walked up to Qing Huai, patted his shoulder and said, "Senior brother, please be merciful."

Hua Qiangu only said that she won two out of three matches, so she shouldn't have to fight again, but Qinghuai walked up to her slowly and clasped her fists, saying: "Sect Leader, please take this move."

She groaned secretly in her heart, Yun Yin immediately came out, clasped her fists to Qing Huai and said: "Master Uncle, the sect master has already won two games, please do what you say."

Qing Huai glanced at him, smiled and said, "Don't worry, I just want to compete with the master. Of course the master wins the competition, we won't let it go."

After he finished speaking, he immediately put on a stance, "Master, please!"

Hua Qiangu complained in his heart, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet, clasped his fists, and performed the old pine greeting the moon pose.

Seeing the gray clothes flashing palm wind blowing towards her face, Hua Qiangu didn't dare to meet her palms, she could only dodge without any confusion, following the star shifting footwork taught by Bai Zihua.

Everyone saw Hua Qiangu in white clothes flowing gracefully, like a celestial maiden scattering flowers.It's just that white clothes circle around gray clothes, and they can't get around the circle centered on Qing Huai.After three moves, Qinghuai palmed the wind and pushed her back to Yunyin's side.

Hua Qiangu's feet softened, and he took a few steps back before standing still.Qing Huai had already led all the disciples to bow down: "Kowtow to the master!" This time they finally shouted in unison.

Standing behind Huabiao, Dongfang Yuqing in Tsing Yi squinted his eyes, waving his folding fan and shaking his head.He had been watching the battle for a while, and he secretly admired him: "Bai Zihua, Bai Zihua, you really belong to me! In this life, you taught her to put oil on her feet, and she couldn't escape. At last, she hit the right way, and there is no play for me." He said He pursed his lips, without looking back, and slowly walked out of the gate of Maoshan.

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Footnote:

I exchange wine with double servant girls, spring is here, under the flower-selling curtain.A piece of fragrant dust breaks green apples, looks at the white cloak, and caresses the horse.

The shredded tobacco is lingering with sorrow, leaving a few strokes and pictures of the evening sun.Half-pillowed by a fuchsia and sleeping under the wave, the teaching is exhausted, and the words of Yinger.

——"Swinging Cable? Spring Look at Lushui Pavilion" Nalan Xingde