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- Chapter 183: Bading (Part 1)
Today the weather is clear, cloudless, the sun is shining, it is very bright, and it is gradually getting the flavor of spring, which is perfect for traveling.
On the sparkling South Lake, dozens of exquisitely painted ships are scattered like colorful petals on the jade-like lake.
Influenced by Xiao Yuesheng's paintings, the paintings on Nanhu are all more exquisite. Although they are not as grand and elegant as his paintings, they are not inferior to his.
The gentle breeze blows, warm and a little cold, blowing a few pieces of lively reed grass by the lake, and the clear and crisp singing like an oriole moves with the wind, rippling on the lake, faint and ethereal. Misty, like the sound of Buddha's words coming from the sky.
Xiao Yuesheng's figure had just appeared in the back garden of Guanlan Villa, when he suddenly sensed something unusual on the South Lake. On his body, Xiaoyu, Murong Yu, and Zhang Qingyun were fighting, and the fight was endless.
How could he miss such a good show? His figure immediately disappeared in the back garden and appeared instantly on the most luxurious and magnificent painting in Nanhu.
"Drink!" "Hold!"
The sounds of shouting are endless, and Xiaoyu and the others are not fighting silently, but with shouts and screams. The clear voices, supplemented by internal strength, spread far and wide, rippling along the lake like water waves under a painting. .
Xiao Yuesheng appeared on the deck of Huafang. Before he could even lift the curtain, he heard the sharp whistling of weapons piercing the air, but did not hear the clanging of gold swords. Xiaoyu's admiration sounded from time to time: "Good!This move Awesome, a stroke of genius!"
Xiao Yuesheng didn't want them to notice it, so he restrained his breath as if watching a good show. The thick moon-white velvet curtain could not block his gaze.
Inside the painting, on the thick and soft milky-white carpet, several milky-white brocade pillars were placed in the corners of the cabin. The low couch and coffee table were also moved to the corners. The milky-white tulle that originally hung down everywhere was The curtains were also put away, leaving a fairly open area for martial arts. Although it was a little cramped, it was enough to perform small martial arts.
Xiaoyu wore a moon-white jacket and pleated skirt, as elegant as a fairy and slightly charming. Tingting stood in the center, facing Zhang Qingyun and Murong Yu with a faint smile. The jade hand held an ordinary green-edged sword with a hanging tip. The ground also looked cold and sharp.
Xiaoyu's figure is slender and graceful. She is extremely light. At this moment, she is standing with a sword in her sleeves and the other jade hand behind her back. However, she shows the dignified demeanor of a master. She is faintly like a mountain peak and is indestructible. Zhang Qingyun and Murong Yu The two of them had an inexplicable feeling of rising up to the mountains and looking up at the mountains, and the scenery was still moving.
Zhang Qingyun is as cold as ever, with ice muscles and snow bones, wearing a moon-white Taoist robe. The long sword in his hand is also white with a white sword and tassel. It is spotless, like a banished immortal. At this time, his eyes like cold stars are staring at Xiaoyu, as if he wants to take advantage of the opportunity to strike. .
Murong Yu is wearing a blue Confucian shirt and is dressed like a man. However, her long eyebrows and delicate red eyes make her look like a man no matter how much she dresses up as a man. She is charming and beautiful everywhere.
At this time, she raised her eyebrows and her eyes were wide open, but she also had an indescribable strength and vigor, and she had the air of a man who would not be inferior to women.
"Mrs. Yu, this little girl needs to show off her real skills!" Murong Yu's bright and beautiful face gradually became solemn and she said slowly in a low voice.
"Mrs. Yu's martial arts skills are indeed extraordinary. I must also go all out. Madam, please be careful!" Zhang Qingyun's cold voice was also solemn.
Xiaoyu smiled and nodded, but she was also eager to try.
Since she became one of the mistresses of Guanlan Villa, she had very few opportunities to take action in person. When she secretly followed the young master to the Shaolin Temple, she teamed up with Xiaoyue and fought against the evil Dharma King Pasiba, but she was not interested. There was no real fighting with anyone anymore, just sparring with Xiaoxing and the others.
But after all, real hands-on practice is different from sparring and practicing. She only knows that her martial arts is high, far superior to the martial arts people outside the village, but to what extent she is, she is extremely curious. Now she has the opportunity to meet Beiqing Wei With Nan Murong, Xiaoyu couldn't get it.
"Please!" Xiaoyu pursed her lips slightly, suppressing her excitement and returning her mood to the state of calmness in an ancient well and a clear sky. Her state of mind was like a mirror, reflecting all the movement and stillness around her.
"Take the move!" Murong Yu was no longer polite. He placed his deerskin boots lightly on his feet. He carried his sword like an arrow and stabbed straight at Xiaoyu. It was like a bolt of lightning that struck out with great speed.
As Xiaoxing¡¯s best friend, she has fought against Xiaoxing before and knows that their martial arts in Guanlan Villa are unfathomable. She is as curious as Xiaoyu in her heart. How high are their martial arts?
Murong Yu's sword light was as fast as lightning, but in Xiaoyu's eyes, it was as slow as a crawling turtle. She smiled, turned her wrist, and twirled the Qingfeng sword. The long sword arced from the inside out, shining like a crescent moon. In front of everyone, MurongThe long sword suddenly flew towards the spinning top like water droplets, and was thrown out as soon as it encountered it.
When Murong Yu performs his moves, he always puts seven to three and never exerts all his strength. This is the way to send and receive freely.
But with Xiaoyu's light spin, the Qingfeng sword contained an overwhelming force. Compared with it, Murong Yu's three-thirds of strength was like a cricket shaking a tree or a mantis blocking a car.
This force of strength was condensed and undissipated. It was extremely weird, like a maggot attached to a bone. Murong Yu could no longer control the sword he thrust out, and involuntarily pierced the air on Xiaoyu's right side, getting faster and faster. The sound of "hiss¡ª¡ª" was like cracking jade silk, which showed how fast the speed was.
The apricot-yellow sword tassel swung, and the polyester-wrapped hilt of the sword followed the trend and pointed towards Murong Yuxiang's shoulder, which was involuntarily moved. It was light and easy.
"Be careful!" Xiaoyu's sword hilt was about to touch Murong Yu, and Zhang Qingyun's cold shout suddenly sounded in front of her.
A sharp blast of cold air, like a cone, hit her right chest, forcing her to hide to the left or back, and the sword hilt could no longer be knocked off.
Attacking him will save him, and he is as accurate as lightning. Zhang Qingyun¡¯s sword is extremely powerful!
"If a man and a woman fight, there is an unwritten rule in the martial arts world. Men cannot attack women's sensitive parts. Otherwise, it will be a deliberate insult, obscene and shameless, and will not stop until death."
When women fight, they naturally don¡¯t have such scruples. Xiaoyu¡¯s feet are straight and not moving at all. She smiles casually, twists her wrist in the opposite direction, and draws a natural arc with the Qingfeng sword, from the outside to the inside. As if the disease was slowing down, Zhang Qingyun's cold sword was turned away.
Zhang Qingyun immediately understood why Murong Yu stabbed into the air without hesitation even though he knew he was stabbing into the air!
The force on the sword was unparalleled and endless. Although she tried her best to resist, she still stabbed Murong Yu in the back involuntarily.
Murong Yu reacted very quickly. Although he didn't have time to turn around, the long sword turned around and drew a half-arc flash of light, like eyes on the back of his head, accurately blocking Zhang Qingyun's long sword.
"Qiang!" The sound of gold and iron echoed continuously, faintly like a dragon's roar, and Xiaoyu, who was walking leisurely, thought to herself, it seems that these two swords are indeed of extraordinary quality.
Xiaoyu's strength attached to Zhang Qingyun's sword was still there, as heavy as a thousand pieces of metal. Murong Yuru was struck by the electricity, and she couldn't help but staggered back two steps. Her face, which was originally as white as snow, suddenly turned red.
Outside the cabin, Xiao Yuesheng¡¯s hand stroking his mustache paused for a moment, and he couldn¡¯t help but grit his teeth, with a look of reluctance on his face. The carpet inside the cabin was not an ordinary thing, it was worth thousands of gold!
This milky white carpet is made entirely of lambswool. It looks thick but feels like silk satin. Even lying on it is as good as lying on a goose down couch. It is extremely comfortable and warm. Hua Fei is moored in Nanhu all day long. On the boat, there is no moisture at all, which is due to the carpet.
Murong Yu was shocked and took two steps back. She tried her best to resist it. Suddenly, two footprints were deeply imprinted on it. This carpet was probably ruined!
The Buddha of Infinite Life! Amitabha!
"Cough!" Xiao Yuesheng coughed heavily. He couldn't let these three women lose their fortune anymore. He didn't care about watching the show and interrupted their interest.
"Who!" Zhang Qingyun shouted coldly.
As soon as Xiao Yuesheng's breath was released, Xiaoyu suddenly felt it and laughed softly: "Is it the young master?"
"Well, it's me!" Xiao Yuesheng agreed, lifted the curtain and floated in.
"Haha it's Miss Murong, what a rare visitor!" Xiao Yuesheng pretended to see Murong Yu for the first time, cupped his hands and smiled, his expression was quite affectionate, and his gentle smile was as warm as the spring breeze.
Because Murong Yu's skills were overstretched, the blush on her face had not faded, and she was charming and charming. Although she was depressed, fortunately she was competing with Xiao Xing, so she was not too shocked.
She looked at Xiao Yuesheng with her eyes changing several times, and finally she smiled faintly, bowed and bowed: "I've met Master Xiao!Is the Master okay?!"
The last sentence sounded a bit like gnashing of teeth. Xiao Yuesheng¡¯s last stab was a bit too cruel. No wonder Murong Yu was so worried about it.
Although Xiao Yuesheng didn't use his mind-reading skills, he seemed to be able to hear the sound of her teeth grinding, and he couldn't help but feel secretly happy.
"Thanks to Miss Murong, I will eat well and sleep soundly!" Xiao Yuesheng turned around and nodded to Zhang Qingyun, then cupped his hands to Murong Yu, his smile still warm: "Is Mr. Murong in good health?"
His answer was polite and seemed appropriate, but in Murong Yu's ears, it was indescribably harsh, like a cat crying over a mouse. The following words made her even more angry and secretly sucked. Very angry.
Even though Murong Yu was extremely well-educated, she still took a breath and forced a smile: "My father has recovered, and I would like to thank the owner of the village for the elixir!"
"That's very good, come on, let's sit down and talk!" Xiao Yue said?? stretched out his arms and pointed at Jindun where Xiaoyu had just moved.
Their sparring had come to an end, and they each sheathed their swords. Murong Yu and Zhang Qingyun looked at each other, smiled at each other, but felt secretly in their hearts, knowing that the other party was not inferior to them. As for Mrs. Xiaoyu, they had stopped fighting. thoughts.
The four of them sat down to talk. From their words, Xiao Yuesheng could hear Murong Yu's despair. Since his father Murong Ye recovered from the disease, he had been wandering around the gate of hell. He felt like he had a great enlightenment, his ambition was gone, and he no longer wanted to go back to hell. Do things in vain.
Murong Yu came here this time because he heard from Ye Zhong, the leader of the Maple Leaf Sword Sect, that Guanlan Villa wanted Qingwei Maple Leaf to reconcile, so he took the opportunity to come to the house to show reconciliation.
Of course, Murong Yu would not directly say, we surrender! It was just a tactful expression of the intention of getting married, and the rest was known by Xiao Yuesheng's mind-reading skills.
Xiao Yuesheng was a little surprised. He really didn¡¯t expect that the Murong family was so easy to get along with!
He was prepared to subdue the enemy without a fight, and there were many back-up moves waiting for them. Now, before he could use them, the opponent surrendered cleanly, which made him feel quite disappointed!
Among them, Xiaoxing played the most important role. She persuaded Murong Yu, and seeing that she had no intention of changing her mind, she simply told the Murong family's background one by one, and even revealed the location of the Murong family's arsenal, and told Murong Yu Tan was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth and felt cold.
Although Xiaoxing kept silent about everything about Guanlan Villa, Murong Yu knew a little bit and was able to find out the secrets of his family so clearly. His power was really terrifying.
Xiao Yuesheng married Guo Fu and became the son-in-law of Guo Jing and Huang Rong. With the help of the Beggar Clan, Guanlan Villa became even more powerful, and the Murong family was unable to resist.
??Winning or losing at the moment is nothing to worry about, it is a common thing for military strategists. The courage of the Murong family is extraordinary.
They could afford to let it go, so they simply gave up the idea of ??restoring the country for the time being. With Xiaoxing here and having no stake in Guanlan Villa, there was no danger to their safety.
¡°Besides, Murong Ye had another wishful thinking going on, and he was encouraging his daughter to go to Guanlan Villa more often.
Xiao Yuesheng went to Guo Mansion in Xiangyang to examine the formations he taught.
?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? outlly out out out of Shaolin, "Shaolin Thirteen Stick Formation" was learned on the battlefield during the Tang Dynasty, when the thirteen Shaolin warrior monks helped Emperor Taizong Li Shimin rule the country.
The world-famous Shaolin Luohan Formation emphasizes the use of many against one, surrounding and attacking, and is specifically used to protect the temple. However, this Thirteen Stick Formation goes in the opposite direction, with thirteen people hugging each other to form a formation. Against the enemy, they echoed each other and covered each other. Thirteen people could fight against many people, which was similar to the flying geese formation and snake formation commonly used in the army at that time.
Xiao Yuesheng changed the Thirteen Sticks Formation into a formation of eight people. With the Nine Palaces and Bagua footwork and the Qimen Dunjia technique, its power was far beyond the original Thirteen Sticks Formation.
Xiao Yuesheng heard that Zhuge Kongming¡¯s Eight Formation Diagrams existed in ancient times, but unfortunately they have been lost for a long time. Although he deduced them based on the Book of Changes, he read ancient books, looked up the descriptions of the Eight Formation Diagrams, and created many formations. - 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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