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Volume 1 The Divine Condor Chapter 40 Prelude

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    Chapter 40 Prelude

    "Master, be careful!" Zhang Qingyun's lively little disciple couldn't help but exclaimed.

    Her worries were somewhat unnecessary. Zhang Qingyun seemed to have an eye on his back. He leaned slightly, stepped on the railing, and moved two feet horizontally as if pulled by a rope. He was like a flower swinging in the water. He was still and moved well, and could easily avoid Ye Zhong's thunderous lightning.  A sword.

    Ye Zhongning put all his strength into the sword. At this time, he could no longer recover his sword style. He raised it with all his strength, thrust the tip of the sword into the air, stepped hard with his feet, and followed the sword. He stepped on the railing and soared into the sky. He rose to a height of ten feet.  , floating and falling.

    When he fell, his breath had returned to calmness, his strange face looked as usual, his sword returned to its sheath, he cupped his hand to Zhang Qingyun, and said with a smile: "Master Zhang's swordsmanship is so handsome, Ye is ashamed of himself!"

    Zhang Qingyun was panting, his cheeks were red, and he was still frightened by the situation just now. Ye Zhong's sword was indeed difficult to evade, so he had to dodge. If there were no railings at the side of the ship, he might not be able to dodge that lightning sword.  , the power of that sword is really astonishing.

    She dodges seemingly effortlessly, gracefully and calmly, but it is dangerous, and only she knows it, because her swordsmanship is elegant, graceful and calm even when faced with a life-or-death situation.

    Hearing Ye Zhong's words, she suppressed her breath, and a slight smile appeared on Xu's blushing face: "Master Ye is so polite, it's just a fluke for me to be poor."

    Zhang Qingyun¡¯s words were not polite words. She never said those polite words. She was indeed a little impressed.

    Although Ye Zhong retreated in a slightly embarrassed manner just now, now that Ye Zhong has no strength to fight again, Zhang Qingyun still has to be considered the winner.

    Ye Zhong shook his head, knowing that when it came to swordsmanship, he was still inferior to the opponent. Now it seemed that his concept of swordsmanship was not completely correct. Although the opponent's swordsmanship had a lot of feints, it did not hinder him.  His speed, on the other hand, had another magical effect. It restrained him from defeating cleverness with simplicity and defeating cleverness with speed. He suddenly felt a little confused in his heart. Is the concept that he had always insisted on defeating complexity with simplicity and speed without defeating others correct?  ?

    Xiao Yuesheng looked at the expressions of everyone present indifferently, with neither sadness nor joy in his heart. He could see the confusion in Ye Chong's eyes, but did not say a word.

    The small boats parked around Hua Fat changed from being quiet just now and became very noisy. The people on the boat began to argue, mostly because they were a little confused about Ye Zhong's self-confessed failure. In their view, Ye Zhong stabbed out with his sword.  , as powerful as a god, Zhang Qingyun dodged in embarrassment, not daring to take advantage of him. Why was Ye Zhong defeated instead?

    Ye Zhong and Zhang Qingyun¡¯s two disciples each had different joys and sorrows, but the wonderful swordsmanship of the two men still appeared in their minds.

    Ye Zhong's skill and clumsiness, and Zhang Qingyun's elegance and elegance are both the pinnacles they aspire to achieve. However, Ye Zhong's disciples are also confused. For some reason, why does their master, who they always respect as a god, actually do this?  To be defeated by such a flashy swordsmanship was really inexplicable to them.

    Yang Guo glanced at his wife, Xiao Longnu, and Xiao Longnu looked back with a clear heart, with a bit of surprise in their eyes.

    " This piece of Qingyun's swordsmanship is vaguely similar to their ancient tomb sword sect. I have seen Zhang Qingyun's disciples perform it before, but the resemblance is not obvious yet. It was only after Zhang Qingyun performed it himself that I realized it.

    Lin Chaoying, the founder of the ancient tomb sect, is a generation of geniuses who have created peerless mental techniques such as the Jade Girl Heart Sutra, but no one has ever practiced it. Only Yang Guo and Xiao Longnu have mastered it through a coincidence of fate. Among them, the sword  The method is even more wonderful and unusual, and it has given a glimpse into the realm where man and sword are united.

    In recent years, as the skills of Yang Guo and Xiao Longnu have improved, the secrets of Jade Girl's Heart Sutra have gradually emerged. Their swordsmanship has reached the point where the human sword merges into one, which is the pinnacle of swordsmanship in the martial arts.

    Although Zhang Qingyun's swordsmanship is exquisite, it is still inferior to Xiao Longnu's ability to instantly achieve the state of human-sword fusion. Moreover, Xiao Longnu is proficient in the art of mutual exchange between left and right, as if incarnate into two. With the two swords united, it is difficult to  adversary.

    It¡¯s just that Qingyun¡¯s swordsmanship and its elegant style are indeed quite similar to those of the Ancient Tomb Sword Sect. They are both like dancing on the waves, which makes them feel very familiar.

    Guo Fu secretly admired in her heart that the Qingwei Sword Sect really lived up to its reputation, and its swordsmanship was so exquisite, which surprised her greatly, while Xiaoxing frowned slightly, with a displeased face.

    Zhang Qingyun's swordsmanship is nothing in Xiaoxing's eyes. She won Ye Zhong with a bit of luck. If Ye Zhong had made a heavy move at the beginning, the outcome would be completely opposite now. Xiaoxing was annoyed.  This Ye Zhong really failed to live up to his expectations and wasted his efforts in giving guidance. He was really a fool.

    "Now that the competition is over, let's go back to the cabin and sit down. It's really noisy here." Xiao Yuesheng looked at Yang Ruonan, who was a little impatient, and suggested with a smile.

    Yang Ruonan usually saw the martial arts of the Xiaoyu girls. In her eyes, the competition between Ye Zhong and Zhang Qingyun wasIt's like children fighting now, it's very boring, just looking around at the lively people standing in the boats watching the fight.

    This proposal was very popular, and it was difficult for them to feel comfortable being watched by so many people.

    As the landlord, Xiao Yuesheng walked last with his two wives.

    He suddenly frowned, paused, glanced far north, and then moved forward again.

    "Brother, what's wrong?" Guo Fu was newly married and her heart was completely focused on Xiao Yuesheng. Seeing his abnormality, she quickly turned her face and asked.

    "It's nothing," Xiao Yuesheng smiled, and when he saw Guo Fu's smooth and jade-like face full of concern, his heart warmed, "It's really a lively day today!" He touched her jade face.

    Guo Fu was so ashamed that her face was red, like a red silk cover. She lowered her head and did not dare to look at the people around her. When her feet trembled, Xiao Yuesheng reached out to help her, preventing her from falling.

    Being supported by Xiao Yuesheng, she became even more panicked. She felt weak all over and her feet were even weaker. Her sensitive body could feel the heat coming from Brother Xiao's hands, which made her blush and couldn't help but think of the ridiculous scene at night.

    Xiaoxing was walking on the other side of Xiao Yuesheng. When she saw the red clouds on Guo Fu's face and her charming appearance, she didn't feel jealous. Instead, she smiled knowingly. She had naturally experienced this feeling countless times. The young master's hands seemed to  It has infinite magic power. Once it touches your body, it will make your whole body weak and weak, as if it will turn into a puddle of soft water.

    "Hee" Yang Ruonan walked in front of them, but she had sharp ears and eyes, and she had been paying attention to her godfather. When she saw Guo Fu's frail and weak appearance, she couldn't help but smile.

    This smile made Guo Fu feel that her strength suddenly returned to her body. She hurriedly broke away slightly and got rid of Xiao Yuesheng's big hand. The red cloud on her face became more and more intense. She lowered her head and only stared at her feet, not daring to look around.

    When Xiao Yuesheng saw her beauty, he felt secretly happy in his heart. Her beauty, every frown and every smile moved people's hearts. She was truly blessed by nature.

    Everyone was seated, and the tea was still cold.

    Ye Zhong did not feel depressed at all about defeat. After he calmed down and thought about it carefully, he realized that he was just reluctant to lose. His swordsmanship with Zhang Qingyun was only about the same level. How he would face off again next time and who would win the battle was yet to be determined. It was just that  Because Zhang Qingyun's swordsmanship was incredible, it only made him suffer a dull loss. He was very good at cultivating Qi and regained his composure in the blink of an eye.

    " Just seeing Xiaoxing's already cold face getting colder and colder, he felt a little worried in his heart. He was not afraid of anything, but he was extremely afraid of the Xiaoxing Divine Sword.

    He was dignified and majestic, and had an invisibly attractive aura, but it was of no use to Xiao Xing. He beat him without mercy, leaving him with no image at all. Seeing Xiao Xing's face like this,  He knew that he would inevitably suffer some physical pain in the future.  Under Xiaoxing's hands, he was like a filial son under a stick, with no power to resist.

    While a few people were drinking tea, the boats outside gradually dispersed.

    The contest between Ye Zhong and Zhang Qingyun was extremely short, and they drew their swords as fast as lightning and flint. Ye Chong's swordsmanship was clumsy over skill, while Zhang Qingyun's swordsmanship was invisible. Therefore, the two men's swordsmanship seemed to be tight as usual. You can see the difference between them.  There are very few people who are clever, but most of the disciples of the two sects can understand its subtleties.

    Most of the people watching the battle felt cheated. It was difficult to live up to the reputation. They left one after another with a bit of regret, muttering a few words. It was inevitable.

    Xiao Yuesheng secretly activated the painting and slowly moved towards the north of the lake, which was close to the mountains and seemed a bit desolate.

    The afternoon sun became brighter and warmer, and the sparkling waves cast a broken shadow on the body. With the breeze, it kept flickering, and the cold water vapor floated in the air, with a somewhat cold taste, which made people feel  After hearing it, the mind becomes clear.

    The victory in martial arts has been decided. Ye Zhong, who is the loser, does not feel that he is too lackluster. He still looks calm and talks and laughs freely. Naturally, Zhang Qingyun will no longer be cold-faced. However, the two factions usually have a lot of friction.  This disciple has a lot of grievances, but if he wants to turn the hostility into friendship, he can't do it overnight.

    The people in the cabin gradually became lively, telling some interesting stories about martial arts and anecdotes from various factions. Most of them were told by Ye Chong and Yang Guo. Zhang Qingyun occasionally added a few words lightly. She didn't like talking very much, but she just met Yang Guo, who had been famous for a long time.  After just a few words with Xiao Longnu, the disciples listened attentively. It was a rare opportunity for them to hear these secrets in the martial arts world.

    Xiao Yuesheng just held a teacup in his hand and remained silent. Although his eyes looked at everyone, they had no focus at all and seemed empty. His expression was thoughtful. While Xiaoxing and Guo Fu were listening to everyone's conversation, their wonderful eyes wandered from time to time, pouring their attention.  For him, it was obvious that he was extremely curious about the thoughts in his mind.

    "Buzz¡ª¡ª"

    A loud sound suddenly came from all directions, like Huang Zhong Dalu's?It resounded from all directions and was shocking.

    Everyone stopped talking and looked at each other in surprise.

    "Haha, it's finally here!" Xiao Yuesheng curled his lips, brought the tea cup that was hanging in the air to his mouth, and murmured softly, but his slight voice was mixed with the long roaring sound, but others  It's impossible to hear.

    Little  Taking a sip, the posture is gentle and elegant, which is pleasing to the eye.

    "Well¡ª¡ª"

    Before the sound of "buzz" fell, there was another sound, like a raging wave. The front wave had not retreated, but the back wave had arrived. The sound was like a giant cymbal, like the sudden sound of spring thunder, and it was even worse than the sound just now. Ye Zhong and Zhang Qingyun  Disciples, with relatively low cultivation, two of them were pale and trembling slightly.

    Xiaoxing stretched out her hand to shake Guo Fu's hand. The two jade-like little hands contrasted with each other, which was quite attractive, but it was a pity that no one had the intention to see this.

    She was afraid that Guo Fu was not strong enough and would be shocked by his voice.

    Xiao Yuesheng glanced at the south through the lattice window with a half-smile, met Yang Guo's gaze, and shook his head slightly.

    He waved his long sleeves, and the guzheng placed beside the incense rose in the air, and slowly landed in front of Yang Ruonan, impartially, like an invisible big hand gently moving it.

    Yang Ruonan was looking at the two pale men and women unbearably. When he saw the guzheng falling in front of him, he knew it was his godfather without looking.

    She turned her big crystal eyes, like a stream of autumn water, focusing on Xiao Yuesheng's eyes.

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled slightly and raised his rather steep eyebrows.

    The two of them had a perfect understanding, and through their eyes, she already knew what her godfather meant.

    Ye Zhong and Zhang Qingyun looked at the south in surprise. Although the sound sounded like it was coming from all directions, they were already well versed in cultivation and could already tell that the source of the sound came from the south.

    "Woolen cloth¡ª¡ª"

    Before the roaring sound could end, another sound sounded. Although this sound was not as loud as the previous two, it was even more powerful. It made people's heartbeats suddenly slow down and made them feel extremely stuffy. Ye Zhong, Zhang Qingyun and the others also wrinkled up.  Frowning, deeply affected.

    "Zheng¡ª¡ª"

    As soon as the sound of "Hey" sounded, a quiet sound of guzheng rushed into the sky, like a crane flying into the sky, spreading its wings and chirping high, its clear and sweet sound injected a clear stream into the breathtaking sound that was constantly vibrating between heaven and earth.  It is no longer as domineering as before.

    The sound of the kite sounded, and the miraculous effect was immediately seen. The two swaying disciples immediately breathed a sigh of relief, stabilized their bodies, and breathed slowly and calmly.

    Although Ye Zhong has found out that Yang Ruonan's Qi pulse is long and if it is not present, it must be a profound skill, but he still did not expect that she has such skill.

    Yang Ruonan placed his delicate little hands on the side of the zheng, looking at his godfather with bright eyes.

    Xiao Yuesheng sent an admiring look, which made her heart happy. A beautiful smile covered her face. She gently brushed a strand of hair on her temples, showing an alluring charm. This kind of innocence revealed charm.  His temperament is truly captivating.

    Because she was playing the zither, the other people were staring at her blankly. Seeing such beauty, Ye Zhong's four disciples were all stunned and couldn't help but be intoxicated. Although they were very determined, they met Yang Ruonan.  With such a peerless appearance, he couldn't help but lose his mind.

    "Ahem!" Ye Zhong couldn't bear to see his disciple's appearance, and secretly glanced at Zhang Qingyun who was sitting opposite him, fearing that he would laugh at him.

    His dry cough was quite loud. His disciples were shocked, their souls returned, and they quickly turned their eyes away. Red clouds rose on their faces, and they did not dare to look at their master.

    There was a hint of a smile in Yang Guo's eyes, he glanced at the four people in front of him, slightly pursed his lips, and an arc appeared at the corner of his handsome mouth, adding to his handsomeness.

    Zhang Qingyun didn't blink, she just stared into the distance. She had already seen a small boat floating leisurely from the lake.

    She sat attentively. Although her beautiful face was cold and calm, her heart was complicated and inexplicable. Although she was surprised that someone came here to provoke, she was even more surprised by the profound skills of the girl next to her. The daughter of Yang Daxia, her skills were truly astonishing and powerful.  I have failed myself so much that it would be hard to believe it unless I witnessed it myself.

    "Bah¡ª¡ª"

    "Zheng¡ª¡ª"

    As soon as the vibrating sound sounded, Yang Ruonan waved his bare hands, his slender fingers like brushing orchids, and plucked the strings of the zither, with gentleness and elegance, graceful posture, and moving charm.

    Ye Zhong¡¯s four disciples hurriedly averted their eyes, not daring to look again. They were inevitably intoxicated by its charm. Only now did they know what it meant to be a country-powerful person, a majestic and unparalleled figure.

    "Brother, it seems he is coming for us!" Yang Guo stood up and looked through the grid.Looking to the south, as far as the eye can see, I can already see a small boat floating towards me. On top of the small boat, there is a monk in white clothes.

    Xiao Yuesheng wiped his chin, smiled softly, put the tea cup to his mouth, took a sip of tea, then put it back on the table, nodded, feeling a little excited, finally having something fun, he didn't want to let himself go  Passed by drowsily.

    "This person has such profound skills!" Ye Zhong frowned, hesitating in his heart. Unexpectedly, he could meet such a master with such profound skills, he sighed to himself.

    "This person is quite arrogant. He screamed before anyone arrived." Zhang Qingyun's jade face showed a trace of evil aura, and a bright light flashed in her eyes. It was obvious that she was angry in her heart. She was very protective of her shortcomings and was quite surprised when she saw her disciples.  After suffering some hardships, he was naturally angry.

    Yang Ruonan left the guzheng and returned to her pure appearance. Yingying stood up and stood next to her father to look at the small boat floating from a distance.

    "Hehe, he's still a bald monk!" She laughed in a rather surprised voice, feeling very amused in her heart. She turned to her godfather who was pretending to be calm and smiled: "My godfather¡ª¡ª, he's a monk!"

    "Didn't you hear that it was the Ming King Mantra?! That's what the monk recited." Xiao Yuesheng put the tea cup on the table, got up and walked to the window, curled his lips, and his long straight beard trembled slightly,  "My Ruonan family is really ignorant!" He would not let go of the opportunity to laugh at his goddaughter.

    "The Mingwang Curse? What is that?" Yang Ruonan didn't care to argue with his godfather. He was curious and asked, his bright eyes blinking constantly, staring at his godfather.

    "Here, let your mother teach you!" Xiao Yuesheng turned his head and nodded towards Xiao Longnu who was sitting quietly.

    His words are quite ambiguous, which naturally leads to misunderstandings among uninformed people.  "My family is Ruonan" and "Your mother" sound like he and Xiao Longnu are a couple.

    Yang Guo turned around and smiled, shaking his head slightly. He was very helpless about his eldest brother's immorality. People said that friends' wives should not be bullied. But eldest brother was good. He just liked to tease his wife, making her unable to help but feel happy, angry, sad, and happy.  It's also an anomaly.

    Although Xiao Longnu treats others indifferently, she is not a dull person. Instead, she is extremely smart. After these years of experience in the world, she is no longer the inexperienced girl she was at the beginning. Moreover, she knows her uncle's temperament thoroughly and is familiar with his speaking style.  , can naturally know the meaning of his words.

    Hearing Xiao Yuesheng's words, Xiao Longnu glared at him angrily. It was very different from her usual cold and calm expression. It was a little more lively and charming. She was originally in the shape of ice and snow. With such a charming appearance, she was naturally even more charming.  Touching.

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled and stopped teasing her. He had done a lot of this kind of thing, and he was already very proficient in handling the heat, so he naturally knew when enough was enough.

    "Is this the Ming King Mantra? It is a kind of mantra recited by Buddhism. You just need to know this." Xiao Longnu still knew about the Ming King Mantra, but she only knew the general outline of it, so she explained it to her daughter indifferently.

    "Mingwang Curse, Mingwang Curse, this name sounds very nice!" Yang Ruonan rolled his clear eyes, recited the name of Mingwang Curse several times, and praised the name with a smile.

    " Xiao Yuesheng couldn't help but want to laugh. This Xiao Ruonan's evaluation criteria for names was whether they sounded nice or not, but he didn't care much about the rest.

    Regarding Buddhism, Xiao Yuesheng was actually extremely knowledgeable and profound. He was also impressed by his extensive and profound theoretical system. In terms of theory, Taoism seemed somewhat superficial.

    It¡¯s just that Buddhism has too strict requirements on the character of the mind. It has no wisdom and understanding, and it is difficult to get started. It also has a great influence on people¡¯s character. His wives and Yang Ruonan were not suitable for learning, so he did not talk too much to avoid learning.  Disturbing his state of mind and destroying his talent.

    While several people were talking, Ye Xiaozhou had already floated closer.

    Standing at the bow of the boat is a bald monk in flowing white clothes. He is very young, handsome and fair, with slender eyebrows and bright eyes. He is tall and elegant, and his temperament is somewhat similar to the Basi Ba whom Xiao Yuesheng has seen.  .

    At this time, he was staring at the conspicuous ship in front of him with bright eyes, and he was quite astonished in his heart. He didn't know who could restrain his Mingwang Curse with the sound of the piano.

    The method of reciting the Mingwang Mantra he just recited is a unique secret method of destroying the demon bell. It is quite similar to Shaolin's lion's roar. It is powerful. The deeper the skill, the more powerful it is. Unexpectedly, the opponent can restrain himself just by using the sound of the piano.  In terms of his skill in swinging the magic clock, he is naturally far superior to himself. The martial arts in the Central Plains is indeed Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

    "Little monk Sabaka, I wonder which expert gave me some advice just now?" The clear and clear voice carried a somewhat strange tone, and spread loudly into the boat. In this sentence, he still used the magic bell method, but changed the force.  The human spirit is soft and friendly, like spring breeze and drizzle, which makes people feel close.

    Zhang Qingyun lightly frowned at Dai, who was slightly worried.Eyebrow, she was born in the Taoist lineage, values ??tranquility and guarding the mind, and has a natural restraint and sensitivity to the techniques that seize people's will.

    "Giggle" Yang Ruonan couldn't help but chuckle when he heard his strange voice.

    The sound is as clear and crisp as the first call of an oriole, floating on the vast lake, lingering for a long time.

    It's just that Yang Ruonan's internal strength was extremely high, and he naturally resisted Sabaka's Demonic Clock Technique. His laughter had a kind of calming effect on his heart, like fire melting snow, and he inadvertently got rid of his Demonic Clock Technique.  The impact of the clock.

    Sabaka was secretly surprised. Hearing her laughter, she found out that this person was a girl, but her skills were truly astonishing.

    "Young monk Sabaka, who is a disciple of Dalun Temple, has offended many people." Sabaka had already sensed that there were many masters in the painting. He felt a little happy and felt that the trip was worthwhile. He spoke more politely and did not dare to say anything more.  The demon bell comes to test.

    "Huh? Dalun Temple?" A low murmur floated in the air, as if echoing in the ears, soft and mellow, making people feel like a spring breeze. This was Xiao Yuesheng's voice.

    He seemed to have heard of the name Dalun Temple. After thinking about it carefully and not forgetting the appearance of magical powers, he remembered what Dalun Temple was.

    "Dalun Temple?" Xiaoxing's heart moved when she heard her young master whispering like this, and she said, "Sir, I seem to have heard of this name somewhere."

    Everyone looked up at her, but they had never heard of Dalun Temple. Seeing that Mrs. Xing actually knew about it, they naturally looked at her curiously, hoping that she would explain.

    But Xiaoxing has a cold personality and turns a blind eye to everyone's gaze. She still looks at her young master with a cold face.

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled approvingly at Xiaoxing, praising him for his ability to remember what he heard.

    "Is there Jiumozhi under Dalun Temple?" Xiao Yuesheng asked casually, his voice unhurried and calm.
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