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Volume 3 Smiling Proud Chapter 79 Slightly Exposed

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    Chapter 79: Slightly Revealed

    Yi Qing suddenly stood up, walked to Master Dingyi, and said respectfully: "Master, there is no use in killing a chicken with a bull's knife, let the disciples do it first!"

    Master Dingyi glanced at her and nodded: "Well, be careful."

    She also had the intention of training her disciples. In such a situation, if she could not take action, she would not take action. One was to train the disciples, and the other was a safe way to find out the reality and reality.

    "Disciple, please spare it!" Yi Qing nodded, put his hand on the scabbard, stepped forward, stood in front of the middle-aged man, clasped his fists and said, "I'm a poor nun, Yi Qing, I've offended you so much!"

    After saying that, without waiting for the middle-aged man to speak, the long sword unsheathed, drew a sword light, and quickly pierced the opponent's tanzhong acupuncture point.

    The middle-aged man sneered and slashed horizontally with his long sword, moving it like a sword, hitting the center of Yiqing's sword body.

    Yiqing's body was shaken, and she stepped on her foot suddenly, took two steps back, turned her right wrist in a circle, and sprayed out a ball of silver sword flowers. With a "ding-dong" sound, she blocked the long sword that was stabbing her.

    Although Yiqing¡¯s martial arts is not as good as Yihe¡¯s, he is better at peace of mind. Like a silk thread, winding around and around, it has a bit of the charm of Wudang Tai Chi swordsmanship, and his defense is excellent.

    The middle-aged man had excellent swordsmanship and kept attacking. However, for a while, Yi Qing was still unable to break through despite his full defense. He was so angry that he never expected that even a second-generation disciple of the Hengshan Sect could not stop him.

    He gritted his teeth, tightened his eyes, and made up his mind to use the secret skill of pressing the bottom of the box. The long sword suddenly changed, from fast to slow, as if it had turned into an old man. The long sword slowly and slowly pressed towards Yi.  clear.

    Yi Qing took a deep breath, with a look of concentration on his face. He felt that the air seemed to be stagnant, like being stuck in a quagmire. Although the sword was slow, it was even more powerful.

    Master Dingyi frowned. After thinking for a while, he couldn't figure out what kind of sword technique it was, but he could also see that this sword technique was purely based on force over skill, and Yi Qing had no luck.

    "Yiqing, please step back!" Master Dingyi said in a loud voice.

    "Yes, Master." Yi Qing quickly retreated, holding his long sword in front of him.

    The middle-aged man was furious. This old nun, Dingyi, was a bit shameless. Once he was defeated, he would make people retreat and treat him like a monkey.

    Which is unbearable? His figure suddenly accelerated and rushed towards Yi Qing. It was like a silver light passing by, and in the blink of an eye, it had stabbed Yi Qing's chest.

    "Stop!" Master Dingyi yelled angrily, and in a flash, he passed by with incredible speed.

    She was about to take action when she felt a gray shadow flash before her eyes, and there was a "dang" sound, followed by the sound of gold and iron.

    Master Dingyi paused and took a clear look at the scene, but Yi Lin flashed and was in front of Yi Qing in an instant. She flicked her finger, hit the sword, and swung away the long sword that was coming at her.  .

    The middle-aged man was shaken, stomped backwards, took a few steps back, shook his numb right arm, and hummed: "Who are you?!"

    Yilin stood in a daze, blinking her bright eyes, looking at the middle-aged man, then at Master Dingyi beside her, and said in a daze: "Master"

    Master Dingyi patted her shoulder: "Well done, Yilin."

    "Yilin, it turns out you are Hengshan Yilin. Haha, you are not unjust!" The middle-aged man looked up to the sky and let out a haha. He returned his sword to its sheath and cupped his fists in a salute: "Farewell!"

    ¡°After saying that, before Master Dingyi could say anything, he jumped up into the air, like an eagle snatching a rabbit, and flew away into the distance, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

    "She is Hengshan Yilin, she is indeed beautiful!"

    "That's natural. Otherwise, why would Xiao Yihan, who was just a sword, be allowed to chase and kill Tian Boguang, who was walking alone for thousands of miles?!"

    There were discussions all around. Although they were whispers, Master Dingyi and others also heard them.

    Yi Lin¡¯s face turned red, and she lowered her head tightly, not daring to see anyone. However, Master Ding Yi smiled slightly. No wonder the middle-aged man ran away. It turned out that he was afraid of Yi Lin¡¯s eldest brother.

    She shook her head and sighed. Sure enough, a person's name, the shadow of a tree, or a striking sword are more frightening than the entire Hengshan Sect. Is it possible that the Hengshan Sect has declined to this point?  !

    She raised her brows, her heart filled with anger, and her face seemed to be sinking into the water. The disciples around her did not dare to speak and stood beside her obediently, waiting for her to come back to her senses.

    When Yihe saw that his master had been lost in thought and the people around him were looking at him differently, which made him feel uncomfortable, he reminded him: "Master"

    Master Dingyi woke up, glanced at the people around him, and waved his sleeves: "Go back!"

    After saying that, he turned around and strode around, ignoring everyone's gazes. The other disciples quickly followed and left the hall in the blink of an eye, returning to the Yayuan.

    Yilin came to Master Dingyi¡¯s room again.

      Master Dingyi sat cross-legged on the couch, flicking the Buddhist beads in her hand and looking at Yilin quietly.

    Yi Lin was so helpless that she lowered her head, blushed, and whispered: "Master"

    "Yilin, you did a good job just now and did not embarrass our Hengshan Sect!" Master Dingyi said with a rare smile.

    "But, Master" Yilin couldn't help but feel embarrassed and said hurriedly.

    Master Dingyi waved his hand and shook his head: "Even if it is the martial arts taught by your elder brother, it doesn't matter. You are still a member of our Hengshan Sect."

    Yilin suddenly let out a big sigh of relief, her face showing a look of joy.

    Since she came back, she has been worried. When she saw Master Yiqing in danger, she couldn't help but use Qinggong to get out. When she saw the tip of the sword piercing her chest, she couldn't help but use the magical power of snapping her fingers. Thinking about it afterwards, she regretted it greatly. Doesn't this mean  , the martial arts of the Hengshan sect are not as good as those taught by my elder brother?  !

    "Yilin, how many martial arts did your elder brother teach you?" Master Dingyi also looked curious.

    Yilin tilted her head and thought for a moment, then said: "My disciples don't know either"

    Master Dingyi looked strange.

    Yilin said hurriedly: "My eldest brother saw that I walked slowly, so he asked me to practice a footwork. Later, he played games with me and taught me this set of finger snapping magical powers Later, he taught me how to breathe before going to bed. I slept soundly.  Got it!"

    "No more?" Master Dingyi asked with a smile, quite happy.

    Yilin blinked her bright eyes, thought for a moment, and shook her head.

    "This is a set of footwork, a set of magical powers, and a set of mental skills," Master Dingyi pinched his fingers and said with a slight smile: "You are such a generous brother!"

    Yilin smiled shyly.

    Master Dingyi said: "You saved Senior Sister Yiqing's life, and it was all thanks to your elder brother. When we get to Luoyang City, we must thank him properly."

    "Yes." Yilin didn't know how to say it, so she could only nod.

    Master Dingyi waved her hand and asked Yilin to leave, silently thinking about her thoughts.

    This Xiao Yihan is indeed extraordinary. He has unknowingly passed on Yilin's martial arts, and the Hengshan sect has gained a master since then.

    She was grateful to Xiao Yihan, but also fearful of him. This person was so unpredictable. If his ambitions grew, he might be another Zuo Lengchan, even more difficult to deal with than Zuo Lengchan.

    As soon as Yilin returned to the house, Zheng E rushed up to her and said with a smile: "Okay, Junior Sister Yilin, you are hiding so much!"

    With that said, she stretched out her hand to tickle Yilin. Yilin was extremely ticklish and ran away quickly. She used her footwork to move in the room and said, "Senior sister, no!"

    "Huh, you still said no!" Zheng E said with a smile, waving his hands and pounced more urgently.

    But Yilin¡¯s footwork is mysterious, and she always dodges by a hair. Although her legs are weak, the footwork under her feet has become instinctive, and her natural movement makes Zheng E¡¯s little hands always miss.

    After chasing for a long time, she stopped helplessly and said angrily: "Huh, you still said no, look, I can't even catch you!"

    Yilin said helplessly: "This is a labor-saving method that my elder brother taught me. I didn't know it was a powerful martial art."

    "Hehe, Junior Sister Yilin is really enviable. How great would it be if I had such a big brother?!" Zheng E said with a smile, showing the temperament of a child.

    Yi Lin couldn¡¯t help but smile.

    Luoyang City Xiao Mansion

    In the back garden, the sun was shining brightly, and there was a low couch in the open space in front of the waterside pavilion.

    Xiao Yuesheng was lying lazily on this couch, holding a jade cup in one hand and a book in the other, squinting his eyes and taking a sip of wine from time to time.

    Beside him, Liu Jing was wearing a light pink Luo shirt, sitting on the couch with her arms and legs together, slightly bent, holding a piece of silk in her hand, embroidered with a peony pattern.

    The bright sunshine shines on her face, like a thin piece of topaz illuminated by the light, which is indescribably gentle and moving.

    She occasionally raised her head to glance at Xiao Yuesheng beside her, with a satisfied smile on her face.

    The funeral of the Dongyuan Gang was over, so she had some free time, accompanying her husband, embroidering and chatting happily.

    "Brother, I heard that Master Yue and the others also went to break the formation outside the city today." Liu Jingyu's hands were slender, and the embroidery needle seemed to fit into her hand. Her movements were skillful and graceful. She used the needle like an arm and used her fingers, so dexterously and freely.  People admire.

    "Yeah." Xiao Yuesheng nodded, indicating that he knew, while still staring at the book.

    "Can they break through the formation?" Liu Jing's eyes filled with excitement and she threw herself over.

    Xiao Yuesheng turned his head and met her full eyes, which made Liu Jingxiu blush with embarrassment and quickly turned her eyes away, as timid as a virgin.

     He smiled slightly. It was really interesting that the lady still couldn't get rid of her shyness. He said softly: "I can't say for sure."

    Liu Jing blushed and nodded: "Headmaster Yue is called Junzijian. He is naturally a knowledgeable person. Maybe he is really proficient in formations."

    "Well, what Madam said makes sense." Xiao Yuesheng nodded, staring at her charming and charming face with burning eyes.

    Liu Jing¡¯s pretty face turned redder and redder. She was so embarrassed that she rolled her eyes at him and said coquettishly: ¡°Brother¡ª¡ª!¡±

    Xiao Yuesheng chuckled, turned his head and stopped staring at her, but his big hand began to be dishonest. He put down the wine glass and slowly reached under her lapel.

    Liu Jing hurriedly turned around and looked around. When she saw no one, she was relieved. Wen Xiang twisted her body to avoid Xiao Yuesheng's big hand. She moved back twice and said angrily: "Brother¡ª¡ª!"

    Xiao Yuesheng was helpless. Liu Jing was too shy and it was really difficult to do something outrageous. He had no choice but to give up and said with a smile: "Nanyun is here."

    Liu Jing quickly sat up straight, straightened her clothes, rolled her eyes at her husband, picked up the embroidery needle, and continued embroidering.

    ??The clouds from the south of the Yangtze River are curling up, and they are like weak willows supporting the wind as they walk, swaying in various shapes, and full of charm. She is wearing a moon-white gown, and she looks like the Gushe fairy who does not eat the fireworks of the world.

    When she came to the two of them, she bowed and said with a smile, "I have met Master and Master."

    "But what's the good news?" Xiao Yuesheng asked with a smile, picked up the white jade cup and took a sip.

    Jiang Nanyun shook his head and smiled sweetly: "But Master was disappointed. News came from the Hengshan Sect that there was a conflict with a member of the Demon Sect. Master Yilin showed her power and beat the person away."

    "Oh¡ª¡ª?! Is it Miss Yilin?" Xiao Yuesheng's eyes flashed immediately and he put down his wine glass: "What's the specific situation?"

    Liu Jing¡¯s bright eyes turned and she rolled her eyes at him. When he heard that it was Yilin¡¯s matter, he became energetic!

    Jiang Nanyun then recounted what happened, as if he had seen it with his own eyes, every detail.

    After hearing this, Xiao Yuesheng nodded with a smile and said, "Although I am a simple girl, I am also smart and smart. I have made so much progress in such a short time!"

    "Well, Master Yilin is here, and I want to learn from him." Jiang Nanyun felt dissatisfied when he heard him praising other women and snorted softly.

    "You?" Xiao Yuesheng glanced at her and hummed: "That means victory without fighting! Sister Yilin only learned some self-defense things, but you inherited my mantle, how can we compare it to that?!"

    Jiang Nanyun suddenly felt comfortable, with a smile on his face, like a hundred flowers blooming.

    While the three of them were talking and laughing, Xiao He, dressed in green, ran in cutely, his movements as light as an antelope and his breath slow.

    She came to Xiao Yuesheng like a gust of wind and said softly: "Master Qi, there is someone outside asking to see you."

    "Who is it?" Xiao Yuesheng asked warmly.

    "He announced his home status and crossed the Jingzi Yang River with iron legs." Xiaohe replied crisply.

    Xiao Yuesheng turned his head and looked at Jiangnan Yun.

    Jiangnan Yun Dai frowned slightly, thought for a while, nodded and said: "There is such a number one person, he seems to be from Jiangnan, he has excellent light kung fu and sharp kicks, he is quite famous."

    "How are you doing?" Xiao Yuesheng asked lightly.

    "This man is upright and upright. He is a rare person with an excellent reputation." Jiang Nanyun said softly.

    "Well then please come over." Xiao Yuesheng nodded.

    Xiaohe ran out quickly, and in a blink of an eye, a middle-aged man was brought in.

    This man is thin and not tall, but he is like a vigorous pine tree, with an inexplicable energy and ability exuding from his whole body.

    He has a majestic appearance, with silkworm eyebrows, red phoenix eyes, a straight nose bridge, a square mouth and thick lips, and a pair of eyes that are cold and electric. At first glance, he is no less majestic than Xiao Yuesheng.

    Entering the back garden, along the corridor on the lake to the waterside pavilion, he cupped his fists and saluted, and said to Xiao Yuesheng on the steps: "I've met Mr. Xiao in Jing Ziyang!"

    "Master Jing, please sit down." Xiao Yuesheng clasped his fists in salute, smiled lightly, and stretched out his hands.

    Xiaohe is very smart. He got up early and went to the waterside pavilion to move the embroidery pier. He happened to come back and put the embroidery pier on the steps.

    Jing Ziyang was not polite, walked forward, sat on the embroidered pier, took the opportunity to look around, and found that the scenery was charming and the artistic conception was good.

    He felt a little more confident and sat down firmly. His eyes glanced at the faces of Liu Jing and Jiang Nanyun. He did not dare to stay longer. He was shocked. It was rumored that Xiao Yihan's wife and disciples were all powerful.  He thought that beauties were exaggerated, how could they come to have so many beauties that would dazzle the country and the city.

    Now that I see them, I feel that what they said is far from true.Enough, such a woman is really like a fairy, how can mortals dare to hope for it.

    This is due to the kung fu practiced by Jiang Nanyun and Liu Jing. Their kung fu has hidden charm skills, with the ability to charm people, attacking people invisible, but they don't know it, they just think they are being attacked by them.  Due to radiance and beauty.

    "I wonder if I need Xiao's help?" Xiao Yuesheng went straight to the point and asked with a smile.

    Jing Ziyang hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "Mr. Xiao, I'm here to ask you for something shamelessly."

    Xiao Yuesheng nodded and asked with his eyes to say something.

    Jing Ziyang sighed, shook his head and said: "The next friend, I was curious about the formation set up by Mr. Xiao, and wanted to try it out, but I didn't want to, and got stuck in the formation, and I haven't come out for two days!"

    He sighed again: "I wanted to go look for him, but I was persuaded by others, saying that if we enter the formation, the two of us will never meet each other. I am at a loss and have no choice but to come here and ask Xiao Yuesheng for help!"

    Xiao Yuesheng¡¯s brows suddenly furrowed and he looked at Jing Ziyang. He had a sincere expression on his face and fixed his eyes with eagerness.

    ????

    "Even better than me!" Jing Ziyang said hurriedly.

    Xiao Yuesheng nodded, thought for a while, and looked at Liu Jing.

    Liu Jingying¡¯s lips moved and she said softly: ¡°Brother, just give him a hand.¡±

    Jiang Nanyun¡¯s expression was cold and not enthusiastic. For her, who knew the darkness of human nature quite well, it was better to sympathize with a person than with a kitten or puppy.

    Xiao Yuesheng was still hesitating, frowning, as if he couldn't make a decision. If this happened, he would never have peace.

    Seeing Xiao Yuesheng like this, Jing Ziyang gritted his teeth and took out a small box from his arms. The red lacquer was shining and it was quite luxurious.

    He handed over the wooden box with both hands and said with emotion: "I have nothing on my lower body, but this bead is of some value. Please accept it, sir!"

    After saying that, he handed his hands to Xiao Yuesheng with a determined expression.

    Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand, without even looking at the wooden box, he shook his head and said: "Master Jing, you are so polite, please take it back quickly!"

    Turning to Jiang Nanyun, he said: "Nanyun, go to the formation and rescue Jing Daxia's friends from the formation Remember, you have to cover your face before you know it."

    "Disciple, don't worry." Jiangnan Yun Zhen nodded lightly.

    "Mr. Xiao, this" Jing Ziyang held the box in both hands, unable to move forward or retreat.

    Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand and said: "I'm not greedy for money, I'm just worried that if this happens, Xiao will have to be busy rescuing people all day long The people who break into the formation will be strong, and the formation will be in vain.  "

    Jing Ziyang suddenly nodded. This was indeed the truth, but why did he open his eyes?

    "Master Jing, you are a rare good person, so Xiao will sell you face." Xiao Yuesheng laughed and served tea to see off the guests.

    Jing Ziyang clasped her fists gratefully and took back the wooden box. For fear of blaspheming Xiao Yuesheng, she turned around and left the Xiao Mansion, walking with Jiang Nanyun.

    Jiang Nanyun listened to his description and knew the appearance of the person he wanted to save. Then he wiped his face with his bare hands and his appearance changed, turning into a middle-aged man with a yellow face.

    This appearance is quite ordinary and inconspicuous. It is easy to be ignored among the crowd.

    "This matter cannot be known to others. I wonder if Master Jing can keep it secret?" Jiang Nanyun glanced sideways at Jing Ziyang and said softly.

    Her voice was still gentle, but there was a hint of chill in it, and Jing Ziyang could feel the murderous intent in her voice.

    "I won't tell anyone about it." He nodded.

    Jiang Nanyun hummed, turned around, and his figure flashed and disappeared. Jing Ziyang took a breath of air.

    He is said to be able to cross the river with iron legs, and Qinggong occupies a place in the martial arts world. He is not only extremely fast, but also as light as a feather.

    "But after seeing Jiang Nanyun's disappearing movement skills, he felt as if he was lost. He never thought that there could be such an extremely fast light skill in the world, which was beyond human imagination.

    After thinking for a long time, he suddenly woke up and saw that his friend was still waiting for help. He quickly used Qinggong and rushed out of the city like a gust of wind, rushing to the formation.

    The residents of Luoyang City hurriedly moved out of the way, and when he rushed past, they recovered again, as if they had never appeared before. They were used to the martial arts figures' light skills and were not surprised.
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