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Volume 1 The Divine Condor Chapter 69 Promise

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    Chapter 69 Agreement

    Li Hanxiang stood up and slowly moved to the pine tree next to the flying cliff. She pressed the pine tree with her bare hands and leaned out to watch the scenery under the cliff.

    At this time, a gust of cold wind rushed straight up the cliff, blowing her long hair flying, her face was like a knife, and her snow-white clothes clung to her body, showing her exquisite curves.

    The bottom was bottomless and misty, and the forests and mountains as small as bonsais beside it made her dizzy. She hurriedly retracted her head and clung to the pine branches.

    She felt that her legs were shaking slightly and felt weak. She did not dare to move, for fear that she would fall down accidentally and be shattered to pieces.

    Seeing Li Hanxiang's pale face, Xu Yiou hurriedly got up from his seat, supported her body, and asked anxiously: "Junior sister, what's wrong?"

    The strong big hand of the senior brother made her feel that her body was no longer soft and soft. She shook her head and said with a faint smile: "It's okay, it's too high here, I'm a little dizzy."

    The pale and beautiful face showed a calm smile, which actually seemed to be a bit delicate and pitiful.

    Xu Yiou felt the junior sister's body trembling slightly from above, and suddenly realized in his heart that although the junior sister was usually calm and strong, she was most afraid of heights. When she stood at too high a place, she would tremble all over and couldn't exert any strength.

    Guo Xiang was so curious that she couldn't help but walk to her side and looked down the cliff. She couldn't help but sigh: "It's so high up here -! It's like being at the top of the mountain and seeing all the mountains at a glance. It's really like that!"

    She stood on the edge of the cliff, patting the pine tree with her little hands, turning her neck and looking down at the mountains, admiring endlessly, admiring the wonders of nature.

    Seeing that his second sister admired the scenery, Guo Polu also stood up. He glanced at Li Hanxiang who was sitting back at the table with concern, then walked to his second sister, and together with Guo Xiang, he pointed out and commented on the scenery at his feet.

    Ever since Ranqing told the embarrassing story of being thrown off the cliff, she felt so relieved, her whole body was relaxed and spiritual, and she felt very happy sitting at the table. When she saw Li Hanxiang being helped by her senior brother to sit back, her face was pale, she couldn't help but feel concerned, and wanted to ask him,  But he was too shy to speak. He could only chant the Buddha's name and sit motionless.

    Li Hanxiang was sitting at the table, watching Guo Xiang and Guo Polu's sister and brother pointing out the country with high spirits. She couldn't help admiring and admiring her. She brushed off her senior brother's big hand that was still supporting her and sighed softly: "Junior sister, I am really useless. I can't stand.  High places.¡±

    Xu Yiou saw Guo Xiang standing on the cliff without a trace of fear, with her clothes fluttering and her beautiful face looking up and down. He could feel that her slender and petite body was wrapped in a heart that was bigger than ordinary people, and he couldn't help but feel in his heart  I felt a bit ashamed of myself.

    Looking at the always strong and calm junior sister next to me, she now looks like a delicate woman. She can't help but feel affection for her. A gentle smile appears on her handsome face: "Junior sister, there is no need to belittle yourself and be as bold as Miss Guo Er."  How many people are there?"

    Li Hanxiang couldn't help but smile lightly.

    Without even looking at it, Guo Polu felt that it was too cold and suggested that his second sister go back. Guo Xiang saw that his face turned pale and nodded in agreement.

    "Sister Li, do you feel uncomfortable standing in a place that is too high?" Guo Xiang sat back between Ranqing and her younger brother. Seeing that Li Hanxiang's face was still expressionless, she couldn't help but ask with concern.

    "Well, I will feel dizzy if I stand too high." Li Hanxiang took the teacup handed over by Ranqing and nodded.

    At this time, Ranqing had already fetched a pot of tea from the temple.

    Guo Xiang took the tea handed over by Ranqing with both hands and laughed softly: "But how come my little sister feels so comfortable and full of pride when she stands on a high place? Ranqing, what about you?"

    Ranqing was busy and even lowered his head, "The little monk will be afraid when he stands at a high place."

    Guo Xiang glanced at Xu Yiou with watery eyes, and he nodded hastily: "I will be scared too."

    Guo Xiang smiled softly, turned to Ranqing, and said with a smile: "Then Ranqing was thrown from here, wouldn't she be frightened?!"

    Ranqing¡¯s honest and honest face turned red, her eyes were slightly lowered, and she stared at the celadon tea cup: ¡°Buddha calms my heart, Layman Xiao has great supernatural powers, so he will not harm the young monk.¡±

    Li Hanxiang glanced at him, still with a faint expression, "You were so powerful at that time, how could you be afraid?!" There was a hint of sarcasm in his words.

    When she thought about the admiration she had felt at that time, she couldn't help but feel secretly angry. Being teased by others was particularly profound for someone who had always been calm and considerate to her.

    Xu Yiou couldn't bear to see Ran Qing being embarrassed, and he laughed quickly and said: "Brother Xiao threw someone from such a high place without any damage at all. His skill is really unimaginable!"

    Everyone was silent, and then they all looked at Ranqing.

    This does sound a bit unbelievable. You can't see anyone at such a high and far distance, so how can you control the power?  It sounds really absurd.

    Ranqing, who was staring at the tea cup, couldn't hear the sound. When he looked up, he saw the crowdEveryone was looking at him, lowering his head in a hurry.

    "Did Brother Xiao really throw you down from here?" Xu Yiou asked slowly. Although he admired Xiao Yuesheng extremely, this incident was really unbelievable and unbelievable.

    "Amitabha¡ª¡ª! Monks don't lie!"

    Only then did Ranqing realize that everyone was doubting his words, so he hurriedly announced the Buddha's name loudly, like a big copper bell, exploding in everyone's ears, shaking the blood in his body.

    Guo Xiang felt a stream of cool air coming from her head, pouring into her whole body from Baihui. The surging blood immediately calmed down. This stream of clear air kept circulating in her body, and wherever it passed, she felt extremely refreshed.

    She couldn't help but look at the little monk Ranqing. The hosta given by the elder sister on her head had the power of protecting the body. If there was no threat to herself, the hosta would not work. It was obvious that the roar just made by Ranqing was very harmful. She finally  I know why Xu Yiou was so anxious to refuse to fight with him just now. With such skill, there is really no need to fight with him.

    Fortunately, this Buddha's name was just pronounced in a fit of passion and had no intention of hurting anyone. His skill suddenly increased and he couldn't control it freely. His skill overflowed, so his voice was naturally a bit too loud.

    "Ruanqing is indeed extraordinary!" Guo Xiang praised with a smile, looking at Ranqing with inquiring eyes.

    ¡°Ah¡­, I didn¡¯t mean it, little monk!¡­ Please don¡¯t mind!¡±

    Ranqing hurriedly stood up and apologized. She was quite frightened. When she saw the pine needles falling, she knew the power of the Buddha's name just now.

    Li Hanxiang and the other two breathed a sigh of relief, stopped adjusting their breath, and opened their eyes.

    Xu Yiou had a look of disappointment on his handsome face, and sighed: "The skill of burning emotions, alas I can't even match it!"

    Ranqing hurriedly put her palms together and said, "Brother Xu, the reason why the young monk's skills are not accurate is all thanks to layman Xiao. They are not the true skills of the young monk."

    Li Hanxiang looked at Guo Xiang and said with a smile: "Sister Guo Xiang turns out to be so talented, but it's my sister who I misjudged!"

    When Guo Xiang heard Ranqing¡¯s words, she frowned slightly, and then heard her brother-in-law¡¯s name. It was everywhere!  Hearing Li Hanxiang's words, he narrowed his eyes and smiled and said, "Sister Li, my little sister can't do it accurately either. She just wears something to protect herself from the noise."

    "Oh -?" Li Hanxiang nodded, but did not ask again. He turned his head and glanced at Ranqing: "You said your skills were given by Brother Xiao? What's going on?"

    Xu Yiou was originally curious about what kind of protective gear Guo Xiang had, but he didn't dare to look at it openly. He only glanced at it from time to time. When he heard the junior sister's questions, he stared at Ranqing again.

    Ranqing was stared at by several people and became panicked. He recounted what happened, how Pasiba shouted, what layman Xiao said to himself, what he did, how he felt, everything was detailed, and nothing was left out.  to say.

    After listening, everyone had different expressions.

    Xu Yiou looked at Ranqing with envy and sighed: "Ranqing, you are so lucky. Brother Xiao is really a generous person. He turned you into a top master with just one move. Alas! People are so useless.  There¡¯s a way to compare!¡±

    Ranqing didn't feel too happy. Except for Pa Siba not long ago, he had never fought with outsiders. He usually practiced martial arts. At first, it was to play with the apes in the mountains. Later, it became a habit. He didn't know what the use of advanced martial arts was.  , anyway, there are only two people in the mountain, myself and the master. There is not much difference between high and low martial arts.

    Guo Polu, who was sitting silently, suddenly said, "Brother Xu, you don't have to be envious. You have such high qualifications and you can practice martial arts very quickly. My brother-in-law has also practiced martial arts hard. As long as we keep working hard, we will catch up one day."  Fuck my brother-in-law.¡±

    Xu Yiou was stunned and couldn't help leaning forward. He reached out and patted Guo Polu on the shoulder across the stone table, "Okay, Brother Guo has such a big heart, I'm really ashamed of myself. Yes, as long as we work hard and keep improving."  , I will catch up with Brother Xiao one day!" The voice was sonorous and the tone was exciting.

    There suddenly appeared on his face a heroic spirit that he had never seen before, and his eyes became much sharper.

    Guo Xiang looked at her younger brother who was scratching his head and smiling, feeling very proud in his heart. His beautiful face shone like a pearl, and she smiled and said, "Little sister, I have a suggestion."

    Li Hanxiang looked at Guo Polu, who had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and was naive in his childishness. He sighed in his heart. Sure enough, our children have different minds. After hearing this, he turned to Guo Xiang with clear eyes: "What does sister Guo Xiang have to propose?"

    At this time, a gentle breeze blew through the pine branches. On the stone table, the heat in the tea cup dispersed as soon as it came out, and the fragrance overflowed.

    Guo Xiang smoothed her long hair that was blown to her temples by the wind, and smiled slightly, with a bit of beauty, which made Xu Yiou turn his eyes away and didn't dare to look again.

    She stroked the green bamboo stick on the table and said softly: "My sisterMy husband comes here to play chess every year. Why don't we learn from him and get together here every year to compete with each other in martial arts and encourage each other?  "

    Everyone was startled and quite surprised.

    Then Li Hanxiang touched her palms and sighed, "What a brilliant idea! If you just practice hard, you can easily fall into a dead end and affect your progress. It's best for us to learn from each other!"

    Everyone understood this truth and greatly agreed with it, so they decided that on the twentieth day of the first lunar month every year, everyone would gather at the top of the Tianmu Mountain to compete with each other and study martial arts.

    They didn¡¯t expect how much impact such a seemingly spur-of-the-moment suggestion would have on their lives.

    "I wonder who the current master of Lingjiu Palace is?"

    Master Yideng¡¯s voice was soft, he put down his palms, turned his head in the direction of the Buddha statue, and looked at Xiao Yuesheng who was playing with the tea cup with his quiet and peaceful eyes.

    "Her?" Xiao Yuesheng put down the tea cup, and Xie Xiaolan's soft face with a sad smile appeared in his mind, and sighed slightly, "Her name is Xie Xiaolan, and she lives in seclusion in Jiaxing City, avoiding the Murong family all day long.  ."

    "Xie Xiaolan?Murong family?" Master Yideng's long white eyebrows moved, "The Murong family is chasing her?"

    Xiao Yuesheng nodded slightly and glanced at Master Yideng, "As far as Xiao knows, the Duan family in Dali has a very close relationship with the Lingjiu Palace family. Doesn't Master know anything about the current Lingjiu Palace?"

    There was a hint of accusation in his words. Thinking of Xie Xiaolan, a weak woman, hiding in hiding to avoid the pursuit of the Murong family and Thirty-six Cave and Seventy-two Islands all these years, his tone was a little heavy unconsciously. Duan  Yu and Xu Zhu have become brothers, how can Duan just sit back and watch!

    Master Yideng smiled bitterly and shook his head, "The Duan family and Lingjiu Palace are sworn friends, but it's a pity"

    He paused, "It's a pity that the late emperor and the master of the Lingjiu Palace were in love, and they had very little contact with the Lingjiu Palace! Alas what's the point of resentment, love separation, and the suffering of all living beings?  Liberation! Amitabha¡ª¡ª!" After saying this, he clasped his hands together with a look of compassion on his face.

    Xiao Yuesheng took a look at Yideng's big-eyed face. Although his beard and eyebrows were all white, his face was like that of a baby. His eyebrows were trimmed and his eyes were bright, and his handsomeness was faintly revealed. Then we can see why men of the Duan family are always entangled with the word "love".  .

    "I see, Xiao is being disrespectful, Master, don't blame me!" Xiao Yuesheng held the pot and helped him fill up the tea. Like father, like son. Duan Yu had many romantic affairs back then, so his son was no different.  Where to go.

    Master Yideng smiled slightly, and the aura of peace filled the hall, "I am a monk, and my grudges in the world have nothing to do with me. I will ask Master Xiao to take care of me in Lingjiu Palace! I would like to thank you here¡ª¡ª!"  , which makes it tithe.

    Xiao Yuesheng was stunned for a moment, the teapot stagnated in the air, with a wry smile on his face, "Why did the master say this, and how could the kid get involved in it?"

    Master Yideng chuckled and looked at Master Zhu Ming, "Master Zhu Ming has repeatedly praised layman Xiao in front of Lao Na for his warm heart and chivalrous mind. He would naturally help in such injustices, but Lao Na was too talkative -  !¡±

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled bitterly, glanced at the two old monks with white eyebrows, and drank the hot tea that had just been poured!

    "How about Sister Li competing with my brother first?" Guo Xiang looked at Li Hanxiang with a smile, and her tone was quite expectant.

    Li Hanxiang smiled faintly, "Why not!" Taking the long sword at her waist, she stood up and walked to the open space next to the table.

    Guo Polu was quite hesitant and asked him to compete with a woman. He felt a little awkward. He couldn't help but look at the second sister and asked softly: "Second sister, can I compete with Brother Xu?"

    Guo Xiang¡¯s delicate eyes widened slightly, ¡°Can you beat Brother Xu?¡±

    In Guo Xiang¡¯s opinion, Xu Yiou is Li Hanxiang¡¯s senior brother and a man, so his martial arts skills should be stronger than that of his junior sister Li Hanxiang. Her younger brother is far from an opponent, so it¡¯s better to find someone weaker to prevent his younger brother from being too hit.

    Xu Yiou heard the whispers of the two people and quickly glanced at his junior sister. He saw her standing quietly in the field, her clothes flowing in the wind, her jade face calm, her eyes calm, and he couldn't help but sigh.

    Naturally, she felt very ashamed in her heart. Miss Guo Er probably never expected that her senior brother's martial arts skills were not even close to those of her junior sister.

    Guo Polu remained silent. He knew that his martial arts skills were much inferior to those of his second sister. If he competed with Brother Xu, he would definitely lose, so he had no choice but to stand up in frustration.

    "Polu, cheer up, let's compete, give it!" Seeing his listless look, Guo Xiang couldn't help but hit him with a bamboo stick, and then handed it to him.

    Guo Polu was knocked so hard that he took a few breaths of cold air. He quickly took the bamboo stick and walked quickly to Li Hanxiang, who was standing quietly.

      Guo Polu was completely unaware of Li Hanxiang's calm, warm and airy temperament. He just held the bamboo stick tightly and kept looking at her arms and wrists.

    "Master Guo, please!" Li Hanxiang locked Guo Polu's big eyes with her clear eyes and said calmly. A cold light flashed in his hand, and the long sword was unsheathed and stretched across his chest.  Under the sunlight, the long sword was filled with air-conditioning and a faint cold glow.

    Guo Polu couldn¡¯t help but notice, his eyes widened, and he sighed: ¡°What a sword!¡±

    Li Hanxiang had a faint smile on his face.

    Although this sword is not as good as her senior brother's Qiu Ying, it is already a rare sword. It was the sword that her master, Master Cifeng, used when he traveled in the martial arts in his early years. It was not passed down to his eldest disciple Xu Yiou, but it was passed on to her. It can be seen that  Doting on her.

    Li Hanxiang looked at the bamboo stick in Guo Polu's hand and hesitated, "Mr. Guo, my sword is very sharp. I'm afraid your bamboo stick"

    Guo Polu hurriedly waved his left hand and said with a naive smile: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. This bamboo stick owned by my second sister is not an ordinary thing. It is extremely hard. Even the swords in my house can't stand it!"

    Li Hanxiang nodded and said no more. He drew his long sword and stabbed straight at him with a flash of cold light.

    Guo Polu tapped the bamboo stick lightly, and the sticks and swords struck each other, making a "clang" sound, like the sound of gold and iron.

    Li Hanxiang only felt a strong force coming from the sword, and he felt that the sword was about to be released. He couldn't help but feel that he underestimated the enemy, and used his full strength to control the sword.

    Guo Polu's inner skill is the Nine Yin Manual, which is a hundred times better than what his father Guo Jing learned back then. Coupled with his perseverance, simplicity, and diligent practice, his internal skill is already extremely profound. However, he is clumsy in the moves, and every time he fights  The two sisters competed, but both were disgraced and had low confidence.

    The sword technique used by Li Hanxiang is the Compassion Sword passed down by Master Cifeng. The sword's intention is peaceful and can save all living beings. Before the killing move, there must be room for others to put down the butcher's knife. This sword technique is the best for sparring with others.

    ???????????????????????????????: White shadows fluttered, cold light shone, and the sword was lingering, covering Guo Polu's whole body in it. However, every time he reached a key point, he moved an inch away to avoid the key point.

    Guo Polu was surrounded by Li Hanxiang in the field. He didn't move, he just knocked here and there with a bamboo stick. His originally gentle moves looked clumsy and ugly when he used them.

    But although he is not good at using moves, he is better than him because of his exquisite stick technique, which was created by Huang Rong based on the fusion of dog-beating stick technique and Luoying Divine Sword. Even if he is not talented in using moves, he is still enough to deal with Li Hanxiang's mercy without murderous intention.  sword.

    Guo Xiang and the others sat at the stone table, carefully observing their moves.

    Xu Yiou admired in his heart, although the junior sister's swordsmanship was extremely refined, he didn't expect that Brother Guo, who seemed to be a rough man, could be so powerful with his small stick.  Although the posture is not very pleasing to the eye, it is extremely powerful and the defense is rigorous. If it were him, I would be helpless.

    But Guo Xiang frowned as he saw that his brother's moves were really bad. If it were him, he would have already knocked off Li Hanxiang's long sword.

    Li Hanxiang, whose figure was fluttering and seemed to be moving with the wind, was slightly anxious. Even though his sword was like a storm, he could not break through Guo Polu's seemingly clumsy bamboo stick. Every sword was knocked back by the bamboo stick, and his arms were slightly shaken.  numb.

    She simply abandoned the Sword of Mercy and used the Demon-Suppressing Sword.

    For those who are poor and evil, people who are evil or not, and the compassion is useless. Naturally, it is necessary to surrender the monster and magic.

    When the Demon-Suppressing Sword came out, the cold light on the sword became stronger, and the dense cold air kept attacking Guo Polu's body. This was the power of murderous intent.

    At this time, Li Hanxiang¡¯s powdery face was as thick as ice and snow, and even Guo Xiang and the other two people in the distance could clearly feel the chilling aura.

    Xu Yiou sat upright, his heart a little heavy. This demon-subduing sword technique had too strong killing intent. He did not hold back his hand when using the sword, and it was very easy to hurt people.

    Only the junior sister is allowed to use this set of swordsmanship against enemies in the garden. The rest, including herself, can only pass it on and practice alone. It is strictly forbidden to use it except in critical moments, because the skill is not enough to control the murderous intent of this set of swordsmanship.  , even showing mercy is impossible.

    The Demon-Suppressing Sword is completely different from the Mercy Sword. The moves are simple and fast, as fast as a ghost, as fast as lightning, and weird and unpredictable.

    Two sword thrusts were thrust out, but Guo Polu dodged both. His moves were not good, but his Qing Gong was superb, and the Qing Gong method of the Nine Yin Manual was far beyond the world.

    Guo Polu had never seen such a chilling swordsmanship before, and he did not dare to directly attack the sword, so he concentrated on dodging, but Li Hanxiang could not help him.

    "Junior sister, forget it, stop it!" Xu Yiou saw the two of them attacking and dodging, circling around the field, and no one could do anything to the other, so he interrupted this meaningless fight with words.

    Li Hanxiang's face was as cold as frost, and she stared coldly at Guo Polu, who was waiting in full formation, without moving for a long time.

    "Junior sister¡ª¡ª!" Xu Yiou greeted again.??

    "Okay!" Li Hanxiang slowly sheathed the long sword from his chest, and his expression slowly thawed.

    The murderous intent of the Demon-Suppressing Sword is too strong, and it will unconsciously affect the state of mind of the user, causing bloodlust. After returning the sword, the murderous intent in Li Hanxiang's heart receded like a tide.

    "Mr. Guo, I admire you!" Li Hanxiang returned to his calm posture and smiled slightly.

    "Accept!" Guo Polu was still frightened. He was frightened by her cold expression just now. He hurriedly cupped his hands, turned around and returned to the stone table with the bamboo stick in hand.

    Guo Xiang took the bamboo stick with one hand and handed the hot tea with the other. Her beautiful face was neither sad nor happy, with no special expression, which made Guo Polu feel uneasy.

    ¡°Sister Li¡¯s swordsmanship is so strong!¡± Guo Xiang picked up another cup of hot tea and handed it to Li Hanxiang who had just sat down, with a smile on her face.

    Li Hanxiang was breathing heavily, with two blushes on her elegant face, showing her delicate appearance.

    She shook her head, took a sip of tea, and breathed out the hot breath, "Your brother's moves are extremely exquisite, but he seems to have failed to display them, otherwise I would have been defeated long ago."

    Guo Xiang smiled and glanced at his younger brother who was holding tea and drinking happily, "He is like a bull, he only has strength and cannot use skill."

    Li Hanxiang hurriedly swallowed the tea in her mouth, almost choking herself. Guo Xiang's words made her feel vivid and accurate, and her heart was filled with sadness.

    "Ruanqing, come on, let's compete!" Guo Xiang tugged on Ranqing's monk's robe and said with a smile, "I want to see what the master my brother-in-law has created looks like!"
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