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- Chapter 102 Tianshan
Li Sanping nodded solemnly, pondered for a moment, gritted his teeth, raised his head and said decisively: "You go to the mountain to inform everyone, so that everyone can be prepared. I will receive them here! That's it, go quickly!"
After saying that, with a wave of his hand, he turned around and stared at the two extremely fast figures at the foot of the mountain, his face solemn.
"But" Rena didn't move, with hesitation on her white face, "Senior brother, didn't you bring fireworks?"
She doesn¡¯t want her senior brother to go into danger alone. Although her martial arts skills are much inferior to her senior brother¡¯s, they are not bad. It¡¯s just that his martial arts skills are too strong. Having more strength is better than nothing!
Li Sanping didn¡¯t even look back, and waved his hand back: ¡°No! We haven¡¯t divided friends and foes yet, so we shouldn¡¯t be too showy. They are coming up soon. Don¡¯t wait any longer! Let¡¯s go quickly!¡±
As he said that, he turned around, his face already a bit cold, and he acted like a senior brother, glaring at her fiercely.
"Okay, okay!" Rena agreed a little aggrievedly, pouting her red lips and muttering in a low voice: "Really, why is it so bad!"
In fact, there are three fireworks bombs in Li Sanping's arms, three colors, red represents the enemy, green represents the friend, and black represents danger and invincibility.
"It's just that Li Sanping saw that the two people were extremely good at lightness skills, and he was deeply afraid that if his junior sister was here and there was a conflict between them, she would make some mistake, so he deliberately sent her away.
After she jumped out of the flying pavilion and ran up the bluestone steps towards the mountain, Li Sanping turned around and looked at the graceful figure gradually disappearing, as graceful as a butterfly. He let out a long sigh of relief and his heart calmed down. No more worries, I have nothing to fear! He waved his Confucian sleeves in the wind!
When he turned his head again and wanted to take out the sword to see if it was still sharp, he could already vaguely see the clothes of the two people.
The two people pointing at each other were wearing moon-white plain robes, and their figures were slim and graceful. As they moved, they were swaying. Although their faces could not be seen clearly, just based on their figures, Li Sanping, who was used to seeing beauties, could easily tell. It makes me feel amazing. Compared with this woman, all the women in the Sword Sect pale in comparison without looking at her appearance. Her beauty is so stunning that only the leader can compare with her.
The other man was wearing a sapphire blue gown with fluttering sleeves. His figure was free and easy, and he had the air of an ancient hermit. Every time he took a step, it seemed as if he was not walking on his own, but as if there was a force pushing him. He was leisurely and calm, with a Tsinghua bearing. .
When the two of them walked together, he felt like a perfect couple. They were in indescribable harmony. It was as if the two of them were meant to be together and it was a matter of course.
In the rays of the setting sun, the two of them seemed to be moving slowly. After a few breaths, the two people who were pointing and walking could see their faces clearly. The woman was indeed as beautiful as an immortal, with cloud-like hair on her temples and a jasper hairpin slanting on her temples. With the bright moon in her ears, it flickered under the setting sun, and the pendant around her waist swayed with the gentle steps of the lotus steps. Her unparalleled elegance was like an immortal descending to earth.
But the smiling man was disappointing. He had an ordinary appearance. His sword-shaped eyebrows did not reveal his sharpness, and his gallbladder nose did not reveal his heroism. In front of him, Li Sanping couldn't help but feel a little more confident. Although he looked good, Ordinary, but also unique, unlike that man who has no outstanding features. He can't help but regret his free and unrestrained demeanor. If matched with his handsome appearance, he must be a peerless handsome man! It will surely captivate countless women.
Thinking of this, he was suddenly startled, and hurriedly cursed himself, thinking too much, the person was approaching, and it was about to be determined whether he was an enemy or a friend, so he should be on full alert! Li Sanping, Li Sanping! He secretly shouted to himself twice to cheer himself up.
The person who came was already more than twenty feet away. He looked back twice and saw that the figure of his junior sister had disappeared. It seemed that he had already entered the sect. The junior sister was quite obedient and ran very fast. He was very optimistic about it. Turning around, a gentle voice suddenly sounded in my ears: "Excuse me, little brother!"
Li Sanping hurriedly turned around, and a gentle smiling face came into view, and his voice became warm and mellow, making people feel good after hearing it.
He was surprised in his heart, but he looked calm. He clasped his fists and asked generously: "I wonder how I can help you?"
As he glanced slightly, the woman next to him also looked into his eyes. Her eyes were like clear springs reflecting the moonlight, clear and bright, which made him feel ashamed and he did not dare to look directly at this pair of Li Sanping, who was born among flowers. Say, it's extremely rare.
These two people are Xiao Yuesheng and Xie Xiaolan. Xiao Yuesheng saw that she was struggling in her heart, so he didn't force it. She couldn't escape from his grasp anyway, so just take it slow.
So they proposed to visit the Tianshan Sword Sect. Along the way, the two of them visited a lot of scenery, including grasslands, lakes, and snow-capped mountains. There were countless beautiful scenery. After playing for a long time, they came to find the Tianshan Sword Sect.
"Is this the Tianshan Sword Sect?" Xiao Yuesheng raised his hand.
"Exactly."
"I don't know DingIs Senior Ding here? "
"Master Ding's uncle?I don't know your surname?"
Li Sanping was a little hesitant, but his guard was much lessened. It seemed that these two people were not the people he had guessed, and there was no hostility at all. But when it came to Uncle Ding, he had to be cautious. Uncle Ding was known as Wuliangjian and was famous in the martial arts. But very few people knew that he was from the Tianshan Sword Sect. Uncle Ding became famous at a young age, so he was inevitably very arrogant and caused a lot of trouble. It was better to ask questions first.
"Haha, I'm Xiao Yuesheng, please let me know."
Xiao Yuesheng smiled slightly and cupped his hands again, showing a humble demeanor.
"Then" Li Sanping's slightly dark face showed a trace of embarrassment. If he hadn't sent his junior sister away, he could have asked her to go up the mountain to report, and he would accompany them. Now he was alone. If he had gone up the mountain to report, he would have left them alone. It was too rude. After thinking about it, I decided to follow the rules and said with an apologetic expression: "Then I'll go up the mountain and report to my uncle, please wait a moment. Don't blame me for being negligent!"
Xiao Yuesheng nodded, with an understanding smile, stretched out his arm, indicating that he would like to go.
Li Sanping cupped his hands, confessed his crime, and ran up the mountain like a snail. He was very good at lightness kung fu, much better than his junior sister.
"Brother, who is Ding Chen?" The two of them brushed the stone pier and sat down at the stone table. Xie Xiaolan couldn't help asking, while lightly dusting the skirt of her clothes below her knees.
"Does Wuliangjian know?" Xiao Yuesheng shook his head with a wry smile.
Xie Xiaolan rolled her eyes at him charmingly, knowing that he was laughing at her ignorance.
The Wuliang Sword was indeed famous and majestic back then, and was called the Wuliang Divine Sword. However, he was born in the martial arts world of the Western Regions. Although he traveled around the Central Plains, it was not long. He was just like a meteor passing by, and he is now a famous figure among his predecessors. In recent years, He rarely takes action, keeps a low profile, is hard to find, and has a bad memory, so he may have been forgotten.
People rarely know the news about Wuliangjian, because he respects Guo Jing for his heart for the country and the people. The struggle for hegemony in the Central Plains and the change of dynasties have nothing to do with him as a foreigner, but he still entered the Guo Mansion and became a Qing guest. As one of Guo Jing's four guests.
Li Sanping walked in a hurry, summoning all his inner strength, and performed the unique light skill of the Tianshan Sword School, Piao Xue Bu. Facing the sudden cold wind, he jumped over the seven or eight steps of bluestone in one step. He was like a star ball throwing an arrow, and his clothes made a popping sound and clung to his body. chest.
He thought about it a thousand times, secretly glad that it was not the person he imagined, otherwise he might not be able to see the sun tomorrow.
Alas, the atmosphere in the sect has been too depressing in recent days. Everyone's heartstrings are tense, and there is no longer a smile on their faces. Even I, as the top disciple of the third generation, feel miserable in my heart. I feel that the future is bleak, let alone my junior brothers and sisters.
The Long family, this damn Long family!
He was filled with hatred and fear in his heart. The power of the Long family was beyond the knowledge of those junior brothers and sisters who knew nothing about it. This time, it really hit the iron plate. The Snow Mountain Sword Sect may have reached a critical moment of life and death!
Worrying, the Qinggong under his feet became faster and faster, and the surroundings became colder and colder. The sound of the hunting shirts became stronger and stronger. He turned over a narrow road that was as steep as a hanging, and his eyes suddenly opened up. On the relatively flat snow, there was a stretch of green pine trees. The forest grows tenaciously, which can be said to be a little green among thousands of miles of white.
In this pine forest, several buildings and houses are lined up in rows, protected by green pine trees. Under the shining snow peaks, these buildings exude a sense of tranquility, like ancient temples in the mountains.
"Ping'er, who is here?"
A sound like the clear ringing of a bell rang in his ears, which was quite unexpected. Fortunately, he was used to it and was not surprised. He quickly raised his head, which was lowered because of his thoughts, and saw a tree shaded by pine trees not far away. A group of four people came out of the courtyard, with a bald head shining in the sunset.
Li Sanping abandoned Qinggong and hurriedly took two steps with his sword in hand. He came to the four people, bowed to the middle-aged bald monk and said: "Master, a man named Xiao Yuesheng came to visit my uncle."
??????????? Then he bowed to greet another charming young woman named Huaxin, calling her Uncle Master. One of the other two people was Rena, who had come back to report the news earlier, and the other was an honest-looking young man.
"Xiao Yuesheng?" The middle-aged monk has a handsome face and a thin figure. He is wearing a moon-white Confucian shirt. His elegant aura becomes more intense as he strokes his beard with his hand.
He stroked his beard under his chin, closed his eyes and pondered. Finally, he shook his head and looked at the plump young woman Huaxin next to him, dressed in snow-white clothes: "Junior sister, have you ever heard of this person?"
The young woman¡¯s face is like a full moon, her eyes are like crescent moons, her charm is tinged with a hint of coldness, her eyes are cold, and she exudes a temperament that repels people thousands of miles away.
After hearing her senior brother¡¯s question, she just shook her head, her cold eyes swept across Li Sanping¡¯s calm face, and asked: ¡°Where is the other person?"
The voice is as clear and crisp as the first call of an oriole, as delicate as a young girl, with a hint of charm that cannot be concealed.
Li Sanping hurriedly bowed and replied: "Reply to Uncle Master, that is a woman, she is with Xiao Yuesheng, she seems to be his wife."
This uncle is much more difficult to serve than the master. When responding, you need to be extremely careful. If you make her unhappy, even the master will not protect you.
The young woman in colorful clothes nodded slightly, swept her black hair from her temples, and told Rena beside her: "Rena, go!"
Rena accepted the order and said yes. She secretly glanced at Li Sanping, who had a calm demeanor, turned around and ran quickly, like a butterfly flying.
"Junior sister¡ª¡ª, hurry up, the people below are waiting!"
Li Sanping couldn't help shouting loudly. Rena, who was about to turn into the hospital, waved her hand back without looking back to express her peace of mind. Her figure suddenly accelerated and she was not inside the hospital.
Li Sanping has always been calm and serious, but he has never acted in such an urgent manner, which surprised others and couldn't help but look at him.
"My disciple feels that this Xiao Yuesheng is extraordinary and cannot be ignored."
When Li Sanping saw everyone looking at him, he suddenly felt itchy all over and felt very uncomfortable. He hurriedly explained, but even so, he still looked calm and his voice was steady, which seemed natural.
"Wellsince Ping'er thinks so, he is not an ordinary person." The middle-aged monk stroked his beard and nodded slowly. He was extremely confident in this disciple and acted steadily, which was really reassuring.
The young woman glanced at the senior brother and did not refute.
"Master, my disciple is guessing" As soon as Li Sanping said these words, he regretted a little. He glanced at his uncle, who was standing coldly with colorful clothes fluttering in the wind, but stopped talking.
"Say!" the young woman snorted and glared at him.
Seeing that the master was winking and telling him to speak quickly, Li Sanping finally stopped hesitating, calmed down, and lowered his voice: "Disciple guesses maybe, this Xiao Yuesheng is the helper invited by the master's uncle. Woolen cloth."
"Haha" The middle-aged monk suddenly laughed a few times, his delicate face full of bitterness. Although a flash of joy flashed in Danfeng's eyes, it disappeared in an instant.
He waved his hand and sighed: "Oh! It's impossible! There are no masters in the martial arts in the Western Regions who dare to challenge the Long family. The martial arts in the Central Plains is too far away, and the distant water cannot quench the thirst of the near!"
The honest and strong young man beside him suddenly became excited when he heard his senior brother¡¯s guess, but after hearing the master¡¯s words, he fell into mourning again. The change was not unpleasant.
"There's no need to make random guesses. It's better to rely on yourself than to rely on others!" The young woman's hands that were clasped in front of her chest suddenly let go and shook off the plain white gauze on her sleeves that was blown to her face.
The middle-aged monk chuckled and regained his calm demeanor: "What junior sister said makes sense, life and death are determined by fate, don't worry too much!"
The young woman glanced at him, the coldness in her eyes subsided slightly, she moved lightly and said, "Go down to greet him, lest people say that our Tianshan Sword Sect lacks etiquette!"
In fact, she doesn¡¯t hope that someone will come to help at this time. The Tianshan Sword Sect is at a critical moment of life and death. Relying on its own strength to fight against the Long family is like hitting an egg against a stone. She said those words just to prevent the disciples from losing their courage!
Her colorful clothes were fluttering, like a flying dancer in the prosperous Tang Dynasty, and the snowy steps spread out under her feet, like the gentle steps of the God of Luoshui. Her posture was graceful, but extremely fast, and she floated straight down the mountain.
The middle-aged monk flicked his sleeves and said, "Follow me slowly!" and then chased the young woman.
Li Sanping and his junior brother Zalib looked at each other, smiled bitterly, and had no choice but to chase after them with all their might.
Just as they reached the halfway point of the mountain, a sudden sound of clothes fluttering in the wind passed by them, the sound was very loud and faintly whistling.
When they looked up, they could only see a figure with a flying crane cloak.
"It's our great uncle! It's our great uncle!" Zalib shouted excitedly to the senior brother beside him, facing the wind.
Ding Chen's prestige within the Tianshan Sword Sect is, without hesitation, his immeasurable swordsmanship and extremely powerful force, far surpassing the Tianshan Piaoxue Swordsmanship. People will put it in their eyes. Only because of the presence of the Infinite Divine Sword Ding Chen can they remain aloof and neutral and not be attacked by other sects.
Ding Chen is the younger brother of He Zhuxue, who is now the leader of the Tianshan Sword Sect. Although the two are senior sisters and younger brothers, their relationship goes beyond that. Ding Chen is an orphan picked up by his master from the roadside and has been taken care of by He Zhuxue since he was a child. , He Zhuxue is both sister and mother to Ding Chen.
Although Ding Chen turned away from the Tianshan Sword Sect due to different training concepts, his family is in the Tianshan Sword Sect, and He Zhuxue is his mother.
Ding Chen¡¯s identity is half upper and half lower, which is very weird.He was said to be the top master of the Tianshan Sword Sect, but he did not know that he had been expelled from the sect by his master. However, He Zhuxue later took charge of the Tianshan Sword Sect and turned a blind eye to the identity of this junior disciple and was vague. , ambiguous, almost no one knows that Ding Chen is actually a gangster.
When Li Sanping and his junior brother Zhalib arrived at the bottom of the mountain, they saw that the people at the bottom were already walking up the mountain. Xiao Yuesheng and his wife were accompanied by their uncle at the front, followed by their master and uncle behind them.
"Haha Xiao Pingzi, Xiao Buzi, come here, come here and pay homage to these two distinguished guests! These are Master Xiao and Mrs. Xiao!"
Ding Chen, a boy with white hair and a childlike face, laughed and waved. There was an indescribable joy and pleasure in his loud laughter.
Li Sanping was a little surprised when he saw the beaming look on his uncle's face. Master Ding's uncle was an extremely proud man. It would be no exaggeration to describe him as arrogant. He had never seen such hospitality before, so he was even more cautious. , walked forward, and even though they were only a few feet away, they wanted to bow down and bow down.
"No, Xiao can't bear such a big gift!" Xiao Yuesheng stepped in front of them in one step, holding one in each hand, blocking the two of them from bowing down.
The two of them looked at their uncle with white beard fluttering not far away. Seeing him looking at them with a smile, they breathed a sigh of relief and stopped exerting force to avoid appearing pretentious.
Xiao Yuesheng looked at the two of them with a gentle smile, turned to Ding Chen, who was stroking his beard and smiling, and said with a smile: "The Tianshan Sword Sect is really full of talents. These two young heroes have the appearance of a phoenix and they will definitely shine in the future." Brilliant, Guangda Tianshan Sword Sect!"
Ding Chen waved his hands and laughed. His voice was loud and echoed in the mountains. Although he knew that these were the greetings of Master Xiao, hearing them come from his mouth made him involuntarily happy.
"Uncle, let's go quickly!" Li Qiumeng, a young woman from Huaxin who was behind him, blushed when she saw him laughing non-stop, and hurriedly reminded him in a low voice.
"Oh,yes, yes! Let's go up the mountain quickly, Master Xiao, Mrs. Xiao, please, please quickly!"
Ding Chen woke up and only cared about his own happiness, laughing loudly, but neglecting the guests. He hurriedly stretched out his hands to greet the guests, looking quite apologetic.
?????????? In fact, he was happy in his heart and just used the topic to express himself. He had always been worried, fearing that he would not be able to deal with the people of the Long family, but he didn¡¯t expect that God had the foresight to let Lord Xiao come here by chance. This is the Tianshan Sword Sect of God!
The middle-aged monk Renming and Li Mengqiu didn't know what their uncle was thinking. When they saw Mrs. Xiao in front of them, she pursed her lips and smiled. Her grace was as beautiful as a slightly blooming rose. They felt that while it was pleasing to the eye, they felt ashamed because they thought she He must be laughing at Uncle Master's crazy behavior.
Ding Chen and Xiao Yuesheng had a great conversation along the way, chatting about the beautiful scenery around them. Ding Chen had met Wanyanping and the other girls at Guo Fu's wedding banquet, but did not know Xie Xiaolan. Looking at her beauty, she was on par with the eldest lady of the Guo family. Unexpectedly, in such a short period of time, the owner of Xiao Village would have another extremely beautiful wife, and he was naturally regarded as one of the most romantic.
The middle-aged monk Xingming and the young woman Li Mengqiu were quite reserved in front of their master and did not dare to say anything. Li Sanping and Zhalibu did not have the right to speak and could only follow the master step by step. Xie Xiaolan was born in Xiao Yuesheng. Beside them, Ding Chen listened to their words calmly, and all along the way, Ding Chen laughed loudly.
After climbing the bluestone steps, he arrived at the flat Tianshan Sword Sect. Xiao Yuesheng looked up at the glacier under the setting sun and couldn't help but admire its beauty. Naturally, he couldn't help praising the Tianshan Sword Sect for its good vision and choosing to establish the sect here.
He is well versed in the art of being popular in shopping malls, and he certainly knows the importance of connections. He is not proud of his own strength, nor does he feel that he should have any identity. If he has the opportunity to give a few compliments, he will naturally not let it go.
Within the wall, there are three areas separated by walls: Shuiyueyuan, Jinghuayuan, and Yueyuanyuan. The courtyards are clearly occupied by male disciples, female disciples, and their families.
Each courtyard is composed of practice grounds, pavilions, and buildings. The architectural design is quite Tang-style, which can be called gorgeous and very impressive. Among them, the sound of clanking swords was intertwined with the sounds of shouting, making the southernmost training ground full of life.
Under the setting sun, a young man in his twenties was practicing Qigong seriously despite the cold air. The tip of his nose was red and the heat was rising in his breath.
After taking a few glances at the practice ground, the group of people followed a bluestone path, passed through a dozen or so closely adjacent mansions, and arrived at a three-story building.
Looking at the cornices and carved beams, you can tell that a lot of money and effort were spent. Once inside the building, there is a thick brown carpet on the ground, and the tables on the carpet are all low.
????????????????????????????????????? After a lot of pushing and politeness, we finally took our seats. Two short-term disciples in brown clothes brought tea. Several people sat cross-legged around a round table, drinking tea in silence.
The soft sunset penetrated into the house through the open window and shone on the painting screen beside everyone. It illuminated the faint landscapes painted on the red screen, and everyone was also painted.The red light reflected on the screen was slightly dyed, and the whole body was covered with a faint red light.
"Alas!" Ding Chen put down the tea cup and stroked his silver beard, with bitterness and sadness on his face that had been laughing.
Xiao Yuesheng held up the tea cup, raised his eyebrows and glanced at him lightly from the cup, pretending not to hear.
He has seen this kind of scene many times, and it is quite clich¨¦. With his lazy character, it is better to do less than to do more.
He didn¡¯t open his mouth to answer, and the exquisite Xie Xiaolan naturally couldn¡¯t open her mouth either. She just lowered her head to sip her tea, her eyebrows lowered.
¡°Alas¡ª¡ª!¡± Ding Chen let out another deep sigh, the sound was so loud that even if he wanted to pretend not to hear it, it was impossible.
Xiao Yuesheng smiled helplessly and had to pretend to be curious after hearing this at first. He quickly put down the tea cup and asked: "Why did Senior Ding sigh?!"
Ding Chen, at this critical moment of life and death, did not care about his old face. He stroked his beard like it was being pulled out, shook his head, and said with a wry smile: "If Master Xiao comes two days later, I'm afraid he will never see my old bones again!"
"Oh?" Xiao Yuesheng was startled. He didn't expect it to be so serious. Seeing that Mr. Ding was not a boastful person, he became really curious: "What is it that makes Senior Ding so depressed?" - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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