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- Chapter 217 He Xin
For Xiao Yuesheng, it was an extremely peaceful night. He slept next to Tianchi, the surroundings were quiet and serene, and the four of them squeezed into a pine bed, and their hearts seemed to be close to each other.
Although Yang Ruonan is already a big girl and should be reserved and self-cleaning, it is not the first time that she sleeps in the same bed with Xiao Yuesheng and his wife, and they don't think it's strange.
When she was a child, when she couldn't sleep at night, she would often run to her godfather and stepmother's bed in the middle of the night, get into their bed, and sleep soundly. She loved doing this very much.
Later, as she grew up, this habit also developed. Although she is now a big girl and it is time to avoid suspicion, Xiao Yuesheng's ideas are still deeply influenced by later generations. She feels that if you are under eighteen years old, you are not considered an adult. She is still a little girl, and these habits have become natural. If you don't pay attention, it will be difficult to detect anything wrong.
But this night, for the Shenwei Hall in Lin'an City, it was completely the opposite.
When faced with martial arts secrets, people in the martial arts world will not give in to each other. Most of them hold the idea of ????strike first to gain the upper hand. As soon as they flock to Lin'an City, they can't wait to come to the door. In their eyes, Shenwei Hall is not a dragon's den or a tiger's den. Besides, Even if it is a dragon's pond and a tiger's den, they will have the heart to win the tiger's den if they don't enter the tiger's den.
With the help of the Guanlan Jade Pendant, Sun Baiwei, the master of Shenwei Hall, has entered the hall. The Sunflower Book has five levels of mental skills. Now he has broken through the third level of the Sunflower Book.
Having already received the news from the Xiaoyao Gang, Sun Baiwei knew that the increasing number of people in the martial arts world were coming for him.
At the beginning, he still didn't believe it, and he was a little disapproving of the reminder from Xiaoyao Gang leader Xiao Hualou. How could these heroes in the martial arts regard the little master of Shenwei Hall in their eyes? Can a sunflower manual penetrate their eyes?
But after sending away two groups of martial arts people, he truly understood the seriousness of the situation. I was originally worried about making too many enemies because of my ruthless attacks, but now I don't care about that much anymore. If I don't have thunderbolt means, I'm afraid I won't be able to deter others' greed.
Even if you hand over the Sunflower Book, you will inevitably be silenced. Even if you master the Sunflower Book, you may not be able to withstand a group fight. I am not as capable as Mr. Xiao.
There is no way to retreat, but to move forward. The only solution now is to kill, so that these greedy people will have some scruples!
The ruthless Sun Baiwei is terrifying, and his ghostly speed makes it difficult to guard against him. In addition, he is used to fighting between gangs. When he starts to use his hands, he uses all possible means, and there are endless plots and plots, without the awareness and self-awareness of a master.
??????????????????????????????????????? Thirty masters died under the hands of Sun Baiwei, and the name of the Sunflower Book once again spread throughout the world, making the heroes of the martial arts world feel like honey drones. They flocked to each other like ducks, and the fight for the canon became more and more intense.
After killing so many people, Sun Baiwei felt a faint sense of excitement. After meeting so many masters, he only felt that his martial arts was constantly improving. These martial arts heroes were definitely not what the underworld in Lin'an City could do. Reach.
With the training of these masters, the Sunflower Book became more and more comfortable to use. Sun Baiwei felt that every time he fought, his own martial arts would be a step above.
Although Sun Chuhui, the daughter of Sun Baiwei, has the wisdom of Zhuge's daughter, she is helpless. As the saying goes, one force can defeat ten societies, in the face of absolute force, even though she is extremely intelligent. But there was nothing he could do.
Fortunately, there is the comfort of Xiao Hualou. Only Sun Chuhui will not become sick from worry.
Xiao Hualou¡¯s martial arts is in the eyes of Sun Baiwei and his daughter.
"It's unfathomable," Sun Baiwei sighed secretly, suddenly realizing, no wonder when all the gangs in Lin'an City coveted his Sunflower Book, only Xiaoyao Gang was indifferent, but they didn't take a fancy to his Sunflower Book!
" Then he had some doubts. With Xiao Hualou's martial arts, if he were to be exposed to the world, he would be a great master, but why did he just become a local snake in Lin'an City?
However, Sun Baiwei was greatly relieved to see his daughter's growing relationship with Xiao Hualou.
His daughter is too outstanding. In his opinion, none of the young men he has met in the past can be worthy of his daughter. Sun Chuhui also has a high vision. If this continues, his daughter will die. A lifetime.
"I didn't expect that it was a perfect match. I met such a strange man as Xiao Hualou. What a blessing for Hui'er!" Sun Baiwei sighed with a smile from time to time.
With the secret help of Xiao Hualou, Sun Baiwei's several dangers were eliminated. Otherwise, with his martial arts, he might not be able to cope with the gang fights of so many people. After all, these martial arts heroes are different from others. Aotian helps those people.
In the following days, the number of people looking for Sun Baiwei dropped sharply. Although people were attracted by the Sunflower Book,??, driven by greed, but would not touch an egg against a stone. Comparing the martial arts of those who died with their own, almost most people chose to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight, hoping that a mantis would catch the cicada and the oriole would come out. What's going on behind the scenes, maybe I am the oriole.
But all the people who came to him were masters, and even the heads and elders of many sects personally took action. As Sun Baiwei killed more people, his reputation became more and more powerful, and the power of the Sunflower Book of his training became more coveted. Heartbeat.
Longhu Mountain Shangqingzhengyi Palace Dongyinyuan
The Shangqing Zhengyi Palace is not just one palace, but consists of dozens of Taoist temples and palaces. It is located on the middle of Xiangshan Mountain, facing the Lu River, facing the cloud forest, and has a stone pillow. The City of Spirits, where hundreds of gods receive their duties, is very similar to the legendary God-conferring Platform.
Dongyinyuan is located on the east side of the prestigious Shangqing Palace. The entire courtyard is shrouded in mist and mist, making it look like a fairyland.
In front of Dongyin Courtyard, a towering pine tree stands in the sky, covering half of the courtyard with a canopy of shade. The breeze from the mountains blows, and the sharp pine needles rustle, leaving half of the courtyard with broken shadows.
This ancient pine is more than an arm thick, simple and vigorous. Its age cannot be determined, but it is probably as old as the Shangqing Palace.
At noon, Tianshi Zhang wears a pure hibiscus crown and crane clothes, sitting on the cloud couch in the first alchemy room on the left, adjusting his breath and sitting in meditation, nourishing his energy and practicing his spirit.
The posture is upright and natural, and the harmony is extremely harmonious, which makes people feel at ease. In the quiet alchemy room, the wide feather robe makes Zhang Tianshi's temperament more elegant and peaceful, as if he is a fairy.
"Tuk-tuk" sound sounded, and the pine door was pine. It makes the sound sound melancholy and full of elasticity, with a hint of strength.
"Come in." Zhang Tianshi slowly opened his eyes behind the slightly closed curtains and spoke calmly.
"Real person." A little Taoist boy wearing a green Taoist robe pushed open the door, bowed his head in salute, and said respectfully. His face was simple, and his temperament was honest and steady.
"What's the matter?" Zhang Tianshi's hands slowly loosened his hands and returned to his Dantian. He asked kindly, his eyes were clear, neither sad nor happy.
"Master, a white crane flew from nowhere and landed in front of our Shangqing Palace. The crane held a letter in its mouth, which seemed to be for the master, but we can't get close to this white crane!"
The little Taoist enunciation is clear. Every sentence he spoke was extremely appropriate and calm. Although he was young, he already had the spirit of a master.
"White Crane?" Zhang Tianshi stroked the beard under his chin with his right hand as he dispersed the secret, and concentrated slightly, as if thinking about who sent the crane to deliver the message.
Soon one person was guessed.
He put down his right hand, opened his legs slightly, and slowly landed on the cloud couch. He took a step and walked out, his every move as natural and smooth as flowing water. He was really curious and wanted to see if his guess was accurate.
He walked calmly, seemingly slow but actually fast, out of Dongyinyuan, passed under the canopy of ancient pine trees, and passed through the broken shadows scattered on the ground. Zhang Tianshi and the Taoist boy beside him passed through a moon gate. We arrived at the front yard of Shangqingzhengyi Palace.
The majestic Shangqing Palace looks solemn and solemn under the midday sun, with double eaves and red sills. Its splendor is like the interior of a royal palace.
As soon as I stepped into the vast palace of Shangqing Palace, I saw the green brick paved front of the palace. To the east in front of Shangqing Palace, a group of about a dozen young Taoist priests gathered together, forming a group, and they were praying. They were watching something and talking about it. The expressions on their faces were all in high spirits, as if they were as excited as attending a temple fair during the New Year.
"The master is here!" The little Taoist boy, who was following closely behind Zhang Tianshi, shouted loudly with a relaxed and majestic look.
The group of young Taoist priests who were gathered together to watch the excitement suddenly fell silent, gasping carefully, and looked at the master in reverence. In their eyes, their master was a god.
Zhang Tianshi was not a stern person. He did not say any words to blame. Instead, he asked in a gentle voice: "What's going on?"
"The real person is a white crane." An older Taoist priest in the crowd bowed and pointed to the center where everyone was gathered behind him.
When Zhang Tianshi moved forward, the little Taoist priests automatically moved out of the way, allowing him to see the white cranes surrounding them at a glance.
At first glance, you can tell that this white crane is extraordinary. The feathers all over its body are like silver satin. Under the noon sun, dazzling silver light flows on it as if it is alive, as if it wants to break out of the body at any time.
Among the crowd, this sacred white crane looks like an old monk in meditation. Its long neck is slightly curled, one leg is bent, and its eyes are slightly closed. The gazes around it cannot shake its calmness at all, as if it is standing still. As peaceful as under the green pines on the top of the mountain.
" Such a magical crane, Zhang Tianshi recognized it at a glance. It was indeed like his own.I imagined that this white crane came from Guanlan Villa.
When he was a guest at Guanlan Villa before, he had seen this white crane and knew that it was a male crane. The female crane was much smaller than it.
As if hearing the footsteps of Zhang Tianshi, the long neck of the white crane slowly stretched out, and opened its slightly closed eyes. The light shone brightly, and then gradually faded away, but the eyes were much brighter and warmer than those of ordinary white cranes.
When it turned its head and took a glance, a look of disdain suddenly surged out. Among the crowd, a few young Taoist priests with profound internal skills had noticed something strange. The movements of this white crane had a vague air of martial arts masters. !
Zhang Tianshi was not as surprised as his disciples and disciples. He had also seen something even more bizarre at Guanlan Villa. He took two steps forward and came to Bai He in a flowing manner.
Bai He took a deep look at Zhang Tianshi, slowly stretched out his long beak, and delivered the letter in his mouth to Zhang Tianshi.
Zhang Tianshi reached out to stop the ancient Taoist boy behind him, and personally reached out to remove the letter from the long beak. He smiled and nodded at Bai He. He knew that this crane was a psychic, extremely miraculous, and could not be ignored.
A clear chirping sound suddenly sounded, soaring straight into the sky. Although the sound was clear, it was not crisp, nor did it hurt the eardrums. It was mellow and soft like the spring breeze, but the sound was like the endless Yangtze River water, with the waves behind pushing the waves ahead. This spread throughout Longhu Mountain, and everyone felt it was ringing in their ears.
As the sound of clear chirping sounded, the white crane's long wings slowly stretched out, one leg a little bit, rose gracefully, and with a slight flap of its wings, it had already ascended diagonally into the sky, soared straight up, and in the blink of an eye it had disappeared into the clouds and was no longer visible.
The white crane flapped its wings, and the group of little Taoist priests around them all felt a huge force coming in, pushing their bodies and retreating continuously. Even if they used their skills, they could not resist it.
Maybe he took four or five steps back, or he took five or six steps back, or even more, he staggered back more than ten steps, and finally collapsed to the ground. The level of his skill was clear at a glance.
However, Zhang Tianshi's body did not move at all, not even a piece of clothes or hair was blown up. He did not look at the red-faced little Taoist priests around him, which made them breathe a big sigh of relief. Then they felt inexplicable horror and looked at the white cranes in the sky. The direction is just that the clouds and mist are misty at this time, and the crane's shadow is already invisible.
They all looked at their master, hoping that he could tell them the origin of this white crane. With a flap of its wings, it could push itself a few steps away. It was no different from a first-class martial arts master, and it could fly so fast. It's so fast, it's almost unbelievable. Whose family does this belong to? !
Zhang Tianshi had no intention of solving their doubts, so he turned around and walked towards Dongyinyuan, opening the envelope as he walked.
Inside is a cardboard invitation with a delicate moon-white plain paper attached. The folding method of the plain paper is unique to Guanlan Villa.
"Master, whose family does that white crane belong to?" The little Taoist boy with a clumsy face asked cautiously. Firstly, he was curious in his heart, and secondly, he saw the eyes of his senior fellow apprentices and knew that they were also eager to know.
"Huh?" Zhang Tianshi stopped and looked back at the little Taoist boy. Seeing the curiosity on his face, he nodded, slowed down his steps and slowed down his voice: "Well, it's Guanlan Villa!"
"Ah, it's Guanlan Villa!" The little Taoist boy's ancient face was full of surprise.
Regarding Guanlan Villa, few people in the Zhengyi Sect knew about it, but he knew that as he was accompanying Zhang Tianshi, he had heard the name of Guanlan Villa many times from Zhang Tianshi's mouth, and knew that Tianshi always attached great importance to it. This Guanlan Villa has great connections, and I have to go there every time.
It was just because he was too young that Zhang Tianshi was afraid that he would not be able to bear the pain of long journeys, so he never took him with him every time he went to Guanlan Villa. The little Taoist boy also always regretted it.
Zhang Tianshi returned to Dongyinyuan, sat back on the cloud couch in the alchemy room, and carefully looked at the plain paper and invitation.
The invitation said something unclear, "We sincerely invite you to come to Lingjiu Palace to build a palace." Who is going to build the palace? Master Xiao? It was unlikely. With Guanlan Villa, why did he need to build another Lingjiu Palace? Besides, according to his observation, the owner of Xiao Dazhuang was not a diligent person and would definitely not seek trouble for himself.
In the plain note, Xiao Yuesheng explained the specific situation clearly, making Tianshi Zhang sit there and laugh inexplicably.
Haha, I see, the founder of Lingjiu Palace is the favorite of Master Xiao. No wonder the invitations are sent with great fanfare. But, alas, Master Xiao is too romantic. He has six beauties in his family. He was married, but he still had no momentum to settle down. Zhang Tianshi shook his head and sighed, quite envious of how young he was at heart. - 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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