Sealing Knife

At first, Xie Li wanted to stay in Wenshan, it wasn't that his head was hot and impulsive.

He thought very clearly that apart from Yuyin and Xie's shelter in Broken Water Villa, he could no longer stand on the rivers and lakes, but Ye Fusheng could bring him to martial arts and learn from the world, but he couldn't take care of him all his life. After eight thousand miles, after all, I have to walk by step by step.

Therefore, seeing the initial situation of Chanshan, he did not want to follow Xue Chanyi to retreat to Galan City, but to stay here for subsequent polishing, to see those big things and little love first-hand, to learn a little bit hungrily and apply or respect away .

But he didn't expect this to happen so unexpectedly, and turned upside down.

On the night three days ago, before the fire in the floating tower, Xie Li also went to the floating tower.

He couldn't sleep at night, thinking about what he had seen and heard these days, and missed many personnel matters, but there was no one to complain about under the Qingdeng Ancient Buddhist Temple. Xie Li thought about it and finally decided to stick his scalp. Go to Duanqing.

Xie Li and Duan Qing didn't have much communication. The brief meetings in Dongming Valley and the only conversations on the Forgetting Peak were point-to-stop, neither shallow nor deep. In Xie Li's impression, this Taoist is Ye Fusheng's dearest relative, self-reliable, and although his human nature is cold, but quiet and reliable, he does not expect Duanqing to give him any guidance. I just want to be able to whisper my worries to an elder when I am confused.

However, just after Xie Li arrived outside Tallinn, he saw Duan Qing hurried out of the Futuro Tower. His face was paler than the snow by the moonlight, but his eyes were as red as blood.

He was startled, and he saw Song Wei of the Huahua School chasing after him. He rushed and called Duan Qing to keep his steps. However, the long-haired Dao Chang was like avoiding the flood beast, and he never looked back.

"I don't know what happened, I followed them until they were in a small forest ... They were surrounded by a group of killers." After a pause, Xie Li's eyes showed a complex look, "Lead the middle-aged Man, holding a large epee, calling himself 'Wei Changyun'. "

In addition to Aru, the other five people's faces all changed, and Xue Chanyi shot up: "He didn't die, he went to ask Chan Shan ?!"

"Ms. Xue, don't be excited first, listen to Master Zhuang's words." Lu Mingyuan spoke slowly, and at the same time, she gave Qin Lanshang a wink, and the lady immediately came out.

As the door closed, Xie Li spoke again: "He took more than a dozen killers. The strange thing is that four of them are women, and they all look the same. Well, the crimson dress is high in a bun. Killer, side by side ... "

He said that there are some tangles here. After all, the ten-year-old child hasn't seen the wind and the moon, and he doesn't know how to describe the scene where the female killer who is easy to modify is eloquent.

The four female assassins are as good as Gu Lifang in body description and posture, but in the end they only turned into four deadly dead bodies.

When Duan Qingyi pressed Wei Changyun's heavy sword, Xie Li, who dared to hide in the trees and did not dare to see the atmosphere, heard the man's laughter: "Dao Chang, you are angry."

He vaguely remembered that when he was in Galan City, Xuan Su and Ye Fusheng had talked about Duan Qing's exercises, saying that their people had entered a state of "too much love." Xie Li was young and didn't understand any realm, but also knew that the so-called "broken love" should be the loss of seven emotions and six desires, and live like a wooden man.

How could the wooden man be angry?

He covered his mouth with both hands, fearing that he would make a noise, and watched the **** fight in the woodland.

Eight killers joined forces with Wei Changyun to siege Duanqing, and the remaining four all rushed to Song Wei, apparently refusing to let go of this extra live. As a big disciple of Konghua School, Song Wei is not low in martial arts and has a lot of experience in the rivers and lakes. However, his two fists are invincible with four hands. After several rounds, he is already in danger. Xie Li is so anxious in the trees that he wants to rush up. Knowing that it is a burden, I want to go back to the newspaper and I am afraid to startle these people. I do n’t know what to do.

Wei Changjun and the eight killers joined forces to fight against Duanqing. The white-haired Dao Chang who had turned his eyes into scarlet did not lose ground. He started to become more and more fierce.

At the moment when the stalemate was about to be broken, there was a fire from the direction of Tallinn.

The blazing fire stained the red night sky, reflecting in their eyes as if the blood had fallen to the world.

Song Wei was distracted, and was immediately cut with a knife on his back. If it were not for Duanqing, there was still a line of qingming, and he wielded his sword to protect him. I am afraid that before the killer's head fell to the ground, he would be cut twice.

At this time there were only five people standing in the woodland, and Wei Changyun said: "What happened tonight offends the Taoist leader, but he has the urgency to act, and there is nothing to regret, even if the Taoist leader remembers the past ..."

"I, I have nothing to say to you."

Since the beginning of the war, Xie Li finally heard Duan Qing's words. His voice was very light and cold. The sword in his hand was bleeding like blood, but there was no blood of his own.

At the next moment, Xie Li saw a sword he had never heard and witnessed in his life!

Wei Changyun is the same.

He is a master of swordsmanship, and he has fought against many swordsmen in life and death. He has seen swordsmanship on rivers and lakes. He even knows that the aliens of Helian Yu have been compared with Baiyue. However, he always has some regrets.

Some people say that if they have seen high mountains and white snow, they will give up on the mountains.

Wei Changyun had seen Mu Qing's sword.

Clear the light and break the dust.

Unfortunately, this was the only time, and the last time, on the unknown deep stream in the southwest, the sword gas burst into the encirclement, but it finally fell on the mountain top.

That man's sword should have matched the name "Broken Cloud" and merged into the endless cloud of the mountain stream.

After years, even if Wei Changyun saw the swordsman of the former gentleman put down his long beamed hair and unloaded his arm sleeves, he became a cold and indifferent Taoist. He also thought that everyone was like Helian Yu. Will change, Mu Qingshang just learned to refuse after betrayed.

Until the sword of Duan Qing swept through the throats of four people, his wrists turned over and fell on the Baiyue sword in Wei Changyun's hand.

The Baiyue sword is made of high-altitude iron and stone, weighs 146 pounds, is about three feet long, and is more than one palm wide. The ordinary martial arts man is difficult to even take it, not to mention the easy waving like Wei Changyun, often the sword, sword and halberd fall on it. In the past, you will be injured by the force of the earthquake.

However, after a loud clang, Wei Changyun suddenly felt a slight light in his hand. He couldn't take a closer look, and there was painful pain in his shoulders with his shoulders. Blood spattered out, staining his half of his face.

Baiyue was cut off with two swords, and the sword blade was chopped on Wei Changyun's shoulder without a castration, splitting the flesh, and embedded in the bone.

Xie Li took a breath, but no one paid attention to him at this time.

Wei Changyun knew for the first time that Jian Feng could be so cold.

The cold sword blade crossed the flesh, Duanqing pulled back the long sword, looked at the broken blade of Baiyue on the ground, a flash of inexplicable expression flashed in his eyes, and said to Wei Changyun: "You remember when you first got this sword, Mu Qingshang Did you say anything to you? "

——Sword name 'Baiyue', taking the heart of high mountains and iron stones, giving the mountain the meaning of majestic mountains, but the vicissitudes of the mountain into Baiyue are not changed, because it does not move or change, it should be constant and changeable, without any help In order to be able to stand tall. Chang Yun, since you have won the "Bai Yue", you must know that it is a steady, unmoving sword. You must remember why you are holding a sword today in order to go further on this sword.

-I ... want to save someone, I want to live.

——Then hold the sword for "life", no matter for yourself or for people, no matter standing or standing, don't trample on the word "life".

The simple word "sheng" has already been trampled into mud during the years when he devoted himself to following Helian Yu, and on the day when he was stained with innocent blood.

His swordsmanship and his Baiyue were destroyed in his own hands.

The sword is like a man, and the sword is dead.

"He Lianyu is not worthy of Qianyuan, and you are not worthy of Baiyue, man, why do you always betray yourself?" Duan Qing finished this sentence, and then turned around and hurried back to the direction of Futu Tower.

Before Xie Li mentioned a heart, she was almost shocked by the following changes.

Wei Changyun, who was already kneeling, suddenly moved.

He stood up with one hand and slammed his arms wide openly towards Duanqing. The white-haired Dao Chang kept his hands out this time, and turned a sword through his chest. The strong force nailed Wei Changyun to the trunk behind him.

However, Wei Changyun's palm has fallen on his Dantian.

The man's face was flushed when he got up, and his forehead was covered with blue muscles, as if all the blood had poured onto his face, but his face was as white as paper.

Xie Li saw Duanqing's profile in the moonlight, and his pale face faded in a moment.

A blood stain overflowed the corner of the mouth, Duanqing loosened the hand holding the sword, his body swayed and knelt down on one knee.

Wei Changjun had even said the whole sentence unfavorably. He looked at Duan Qing to stand up again with his hands, coughing up a bit of blood, and smiled bitterly: "Dr. Dao, you haven't tasted this 'inverse element secret method', tonight I have to wait for something to happen. You might as well ... rush to be directed by a thousand husbands with a wounded body ... While the two parties have no time, go back first ... There are thousands of mountains and rivers in the world, and there should always be a place for you, why not ... "

Before he could finish speaking, his voice suddenly changed into a depressed voice. Xie Li didn't dare to move, and stared at Duan Qing again to grasp the hilt, and pulled out his long sword without saying a word, turned back and rushed into the mountain road, rushing towards Tallinn.

Xie Li watched Duan Qingyuan away, his hands and feet were so numb and sore that he lost consciousness, he still dared not move, until Wei Changyun, who fell on the ground, picked up the broken sword and staggered away from here, he threw out the bushes, Shaking hands to touch Song Wei.

"He is still alive. I only carried a little gold sore medicine. At that time, I didn't know who else to believe, so I hid people and wanted to go back to the temple to find Duan Heng Dao ..." Xie Li recalled the matter of the night , Still feeling terrified, "But when I got to the temple, I found everything messed up. Everyone scattered around to hunt down the senior Qing Duanqing. He also said that he was a murderer and a thief who rescued Helian Yu. Squeezed into the crowd, he saw that the senior had been surrounded by the group, he couldn't speak a word, and he couldn't break through smoothly ... I was afraid that things would get worse as the stalemate continued, so I rushed into the war circle and pretended to be a senior. Hold on, and let everyone make a way. "

His voice didn't fall, Xuan Su had already landed on the table.

The palm was very light, and there was almost no sound when it fell. However, when Xuan Su's palm was picked up, a half-inch concave handprint appeared on the originally smooth desktop.

"How can we listen to and believe in the matter of planting blame?"

Xuan Su was kind-hearted and always talked lukewarmly. At this time, his face was finally unsmiling, and his voice was as cold as water.

"Xuan Su Dao is temporarily angry." Heng Yuan only dropped his shoulder on his shoulder. The young monk's voice was as gentle as a ray of sandalwood in front of the Buddha. At this time, he suppressed Xuan Su's heart just right, "Mo forget to leave you away from the mountain At the time, Duan Qing reminded the chief. "

——Xuan Su, you have gone down the mountain calendar to rob the Scriptures, you have seen all kinds of life, you have solved the past confusion, and you have reached a new level of emotional understanding of the world. During this period, your mood and feelings will float more abundantly than before, so while you are going to let your feelings and experiences, you must learn to control yourself, as if you are walking on the Baizhang cliff with a single line of wood, you can pass it with your usual heart Fang Cun, otherwise it is a dilemma, a step astray.

As soon as I thought about it, it seemed like a pot of cold water was pouring down. The anger rising in Xuan Su's heart hadn't been extinguished, but there was already a cold sweat behind him.

He tightened his fingers, Hengyuan shook his head, looked at Xie Li, and asked Wen Wen: "Since Master Zhuang and Chief Duan Qing left together to ask Chan Shan, why don't you see the shadow of Master Chang? Song Shaoxia appeared here? "

Xie Li shook his head and said: "Because the senior did not go with me."

At that time, people rushed to talk, no matter what they did, so he pretended to be held hostage, so that everyone let go of the siege, and cleared a way out for the end. I was thinking of the white hair that was obviously wrong. The leader of the road took away the land of right and wrong, and then went back to find Duan Heng and the abbot of Seki to get an idea.

But he didn't expect that no matter what he said along the way, Duanqing was unheard of, he didn't say a word, he only carried light power and rushed away, the young boy was lighter than a chicken under his hands, and in an instant In the course of this illness, he was dizzy with seven meats and eight primes, and his buttocks hurt. Xie Li fell from Duanqing's hands and sat down on the ground.

It was a hidden trail going down the mountain. Duan Qing loosed his hands and no longer ignored him. His eyes swept coldly through the moonlight. Xie Li looked down his eyes and saw a few sporadic blood spots on a blue stone.

"The blood hasn't dried up yet, and the predecessor didn't say a word. He chased in the direction ... If I didn't guess wrong, the predecessor is probably chasing the escaped Helian Yu." Xie Li looked up at them. "I can't catch up with him, and I dare not rush back to the temple, thinking that no matter how the situation develops, someone must prove the truth, so I touched the black mountain and brought Song Shaoxia out."

In Wuxiang Temple, there are many heroes gathered together, but they are also mixed with dragons and snakes. Since they can be touched into the floating tower to rescue Helian Yu, is it easier to kill him and Song Wei?

Xie Li has been rigorously taught for three years in Duanshui Villa, but martial arts haven't necessarily made a step forward in the sky, but he has become sensitive to his mind.

Duan Qing took him away under the eyes of everyone. Everyone hunted down the mountain. Instead, he ignored some of the trails back to the mountain. Besides, he is not a major person. How many people will be at this juncture. Pay attention?

So Xie Li saw that he couldn't catch up with Duanqing. After hesitating for a moment, he twisted up the mountain, avoiding human traces along the way, and finally found Song Wei who was hiding in the cave.

Xie Li rolled himself into a mud monkey on the ground, ripped his clothes raggedly, and put Song Wei on again. The refugee tents built along the mountain road spent the longest night in the nest, and then it was not yet dawn. When the villagers took the opportunity to go downhill with the companion, Song Wei was dragged away.

He is a ten-year-old child. If he had n’t practiced martial arts since he was a child, his basic skills were still solid. I ’m afraid he could n’t bring the young men in their early twenties. Along the way, Xie Li was worried, fearing that there would still be ambush along the way. He always walked forward in the refugees. He could not eat well during the day and sleep at night. A little wind and grass moved him to hold the knife hidden under his clothes.

Xie Li is not only trying to take care of Song Wei, but also remembers the hardships of his life.

He thought that his family's death was hatred, but he didn't know that homeless people were even more hateful; he thought he was lonely when he lost his bereavement, but he didn't know that the unaccompanied people were uncountable for each other; he thought he learned civil martial arts. People who can, but do not know that the crude and humble people are still down to earth.

There are so many things in the world, and you haven't walked around, how can you know what is the real joys and sorrows?

There are thousands of roads, life is like everything, and there are living methods and persistence.

"..."

After Xie Li finished this experience, no one spoke in the living room for a while, but the long-awaited Aru looked up at him and rubbed his arm with the armrest of his chair.

After a while, Xuan Su finally spoke again: "Thank you, Master Zhuang, for your hard work and leaving testimony for the grievances of the elders in our school. This sentiment is profoundly intriguing. Since I asked what happened on Chan Shan, it involved Tai Shang Palace and was poor. The Tao must go back, one is to prove the innocence of the elders, and the other is to get to the bottom.

"The little monk went back with the master." Hengyuan nodded at him. "There were casualties among the brothers and sisters in the temple during this change. Brother Hengming was honest and upright. He might be used by his will. It's a stretch. The little monk, as an undisciplined disciple, has done his duty to **** the injured to retreat to Galan, and he should return to the temple as soon as possible. "

Lu Mingyuan's eyes turned on them. The scholars did not experience the Wuxiang Temple Tribulation, and naturally they did not know the grievances of the seniors involved between Hengyuan and Xuan Su, only caught from the dripping words of Hengyuan. There are two meanings. First, the monk believes that there are still sneaks among the monks in the temple. Second, he intends to use his identity as an undisciplined disciple and a descendant of the Western Buddha to return to the temple to add a layer of help to Xuan Su's position.

He blinked and smiled slightly: "I've seen Song Shaoxia's injury below. Although his injury is serious but he has no worries about his life, now with the help of medicine, he will be able to get better within two days. The owner personally escorted him to ask about Zen Mountain, and all the reasons in the Galan City took over with Qin girl. I wonder if you would like it? "

In the Galan city, there are now messes to be cleaned up, and the most important thing is the people of various martial arts factions that are coming soon. Now it is inseparable between the enemy and the enemy on Chan Mountain. Xuansu and Hengyuan's trip will not go smoothly. If Nanru passed on to the various factions who came to take charge of the Qing Dynasty, Miss Bai Guimen will use power to make deployments. It is much better than fixing the dead sheep.

Hengyuan and Lu Mingyuan glanced at each other, and the two elaborate people with the chest in their minds couldn't help it.

They continued to discuss the matter. Qin Lanshang went out and sent the "ghost shadow" dark guard Chu Xiwei left to contact the hundred ghost gate people in the city of Galan. He sat on the Linchuang teahouse and looked at the bustling below. The crowd, waiting for the reply.

The time for a cup of tea passed, and the dispatched men had not come back, but someone was sitting opposite her, and the lurking dark guards around him were all blocked, and there was no sound.

Qin Lanshang noticed that it was wrong, but did not rush out as usual. The fingertips of the cup slipped gently, and the fine needle hidden between the nails revealed a slight awn. As she turned around seemingly, the needle tip was quiet. Aimed at the person in front.

"After going out on this trip, I finally got a little better."

The familiar voice contained a smile. Qin Lanshang looked closely, and the oxen hair needle lurked back obediently. She lifted the teapot to the man and poured a cup of melon and fruit snacks into the past, surprise: "Grandfather , Why are you here? "

The person opposite her was Shen Shenwu who should have lived in a hundred ghost gates.

The old master of Baiguimen replaced the dark-gray black dress, wearing a beautiful satin robe, holding a jasper smoke pot in his hand, gray hair and a crown of hairpin, and even his straight straight back was lowered a bit. It looks like an ordinary wealthy old man.

However, Qin Lansang saw his eyes tired.

The road from Zhongdu to Xichuan is far away, and Shen Wuyuan is afraid that he may not be able to go quickly for some reason.

Qin Lanshang did n’t always feel that her grandfather was old. In her heart, whether Shen Wuduan, Chu Xiwei, or Sun Minfeng was changed from the same, she would always be strong like this. However, she forgot the flesh and blood of her life. Is sharp.

She had been away from home for more than a month and experienced many things. The things she could see in her eyes were no longer on the surface. She suddenly had a sour nose, but she did n’t cry or make trouble. Instead, she concealed her astringency without any traces. "If you want to go out and walk, you should tell Lan Chang earlier that the uncle is not present, otherwise our grandfather will be able to join three generations together."

Shen Wuduan took a sip of tea and snorted: "You and the sour scholar won't come back for more than a month. I'm a grandfather and I can't take a look. I'm afraid it will be in four generations!"

Qin Lanshang's face was red. After all, he was still a girl of cardamom age. He is usually pretty and indifferent to the outsiders. In the face of the elders, he mentions the man who has a good heart. Grandpa, what are you talking about? I haven't gotten rid of it yet. If you want to hug your grandson, you might as well let Uncle put more strength and come back to raise a good boy with my aunt! "

Shen Wuyuan heard the words and tapped his finger on the desktop: "They are coming back soon."