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Volume 3 Smiling Proud Chapter 121 Snow Knife

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    Chapter 121 Snow Knife

    Xiaohe and Huang Sisi walked along the beach from a distance, their clothes fluttering in the wind, their bodies slim and graceful like immortals.

    The two of them just ran to the distance to pick up shells. In a short time, they had picked up several shells, filling their hands.

    From a distance, she saw Zhang Daoxu and others flying over, but Xiaohe did not go over immediately. She was very skilled and stood there. Even though the wind was blowing the sound away, she could still hear them clearly, but she could see their faces.  The hair on the body.

    Huang Sisi didn't have such skill, so she couldn't bear her strong curiosity, so she tried her best to encourage Xiao He, she begged softly, and wanted to go up and see what was going on.

    Xiaohe couldn't bear the trouble, so she had to agree. The two of them walked lightly on the beach, facing the sea breeze, and moved forward slowly.

    They glanced at Xiao He and the others, then turned away and stopped looking.

    They are all monks, or disciples of Buddhism. If they are monks and Taoists with pure five senses, when they see the beautiful faces of Xiao He and Huang Sisi, their mood will fluctuate slightly like an ancient well, and they will turn their heads away to avoid being disturbed.  Take some time to calm down and meditate.

    Xiao Yuesheng turned around, appeared in front of Zhang Daoxu in a flash, and wanted to go to Shangqing Palace to sit with him.

    At this moment, as soon as he took a step forward, a long roar came from the horizon, like a dam breaking and flood pouring out, pouring directly into everyone's ears.

    They were all startled, and turned to look in the direction where the sound came from, only to see a figure jumping down from the cliff, like a throwing ball, jumping and jumping, and the tip of his toes lightly tapped on the rock wall of the cliff, and the falling force followed.  As soon as he slowed down, his toes dropped to the ground, and he walked quickly along the beach.

    From the time the whistle came out to when he arrived in front of everyone, it only took a blink of an eye.

    This person is a young man, tall and tall, with a rectangular face, slender eyebrows and bright eyes, handsome and energetic, with a shiny black beard under his chin, fluttering in the sea breeze, giving him a somewhat elegant air.

    "Young Master Chang!" Zhang Daoxu bowed his head and said with a faint smile, "How are you doing, sir?"

    "Thank you, Taoist Zhang, for your concern." The young man clasped his fists and saluted. His gaze was like a cold sword, passing over Xiao Yuesheng's face. He glanced at Xiao He and Huang Sisi without pausing at all, as if he didn't see their beauty.

    He clasped his fists and greeted everyone else one by one, saying hello to everyone without any trouble and taking his time. The Taoist monks also returned the courtesy one by one.

    Finally, he looked at Zhang Daoxu, smiled gently, and said: "My father is as strong as ever. I took the liberty to come here this time, but it is on my father's order."

    "I wonder what Sir Chang's orders are?" Zhang Daoxu asked with a smile.

    The young man surnamed Chang glanced at Xiao Yuesheng and said with a smile: "I suddenly heard a long roar in the city just now, which went straight into the sky. The whole Dengzhou City was shaken. My father was curious. I don't know which master came to Dengzhou City. I ordered the boy  Come and invite me.¡±

    Zhang Daoxu raised his brows, smiled, and said: "This master, far away in the horizon, but right in front of you, is Xiao Yihan, the Jinghong Yi Sword, Xiao Daxia!"

    "Your Excellency, you are the Great Hero Xiao from Jinghong Yijian?" The young man surnamed Chang was startled, clasped his fists and laughed: "Disrespect, disrespect!"

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled faintly, nodded and clasped his fists.

    "I have admired the reputation of Daxia Xiao for a long time," he said with an excited expression: "Young man Chang Yadong, my father has always been a ritual cultivator. He has mentioned Daxia Xiao many times. I just regret that he is far away and cannot see him in person. I don't want Daxia Xiao to kiss me today."  What a blessing it is to be here!"

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled lightly, pondered for a moment, and thought for a while, Chang Lixiu, it seems that he has never heard of this person.

    "Chang Daxia is the number one master in Dengzhou Prefecture, and is known as the Snow Sword of Victory in the martial arts world." Zhang Daoxu explained in a low voice when he saw his expression.

    "Yum Snow Sword I think I've heard of it." Xiao Yuesheng nodded, but he had only heard of it, not often. If he didn't have a photographic memory, it would be difficult to remember.

    Yum Snow Sword Chang Lixiu is now a famous senior figure, and has long been half-retired and half-hidden. Although he has not claimed to wash his hands in a golden basin, he rarely walks around in the martial arts world and almost never leaves Dengzhou Mansion. If it were not for his superb sword skills, he would rarely  Someone mentioned him.

    Zhang Daoxu glanced at Chang Yadong with his clear eyes, and said: "Xiao Daxia, since Chang Daxia invites you, why not go there first, and then come to our palace to sit around when you have free time."

    Xiao Yuesheng glanced at Chang Yadong, who was faintly arrogant, shook his head and smiled: "I'd better go to Shangqing Palace first. If you have the time, it's not too late to go there."

    "This" Zhang Daoxu was startled, looked at Xiao Yuesheng's expression carefully, opened his mouth to speak, but in the end did not speak, and nodded.

    When Chang Yadong heard this, his eyes flashed, then he smiled, nodded silently, and thenHe clasped his fists and expressed his agreement to everyone. When he turned around, he smiled and said: "Xiao Daxia, if you have time, you must come to our house to be a guest and allow my father to show his friendship as a landlord!"

    "Well, thank you for your kindness." Xiao Yuesheng smiled and nodded in agreement.

    Chang Yadong smiled at everyone, clasped his fists and turned around, leaping up, stepping on the beach, and in the blink of an eye he stepped onto the cliff. His body was like an ape, swooping up, and in the blink of an eye,  It has climbed up the cliff, climbed over the top of the cliff, and disappeared.

    "Xiao Daxia, Chang Lixiu, Chang Daxia is not a very broad-minded person. If you refuse his invitation, I'm afraid there will be some trouble!" A Taoist priest reminded softly, but it was a rather young Taoist priest with delicate features and black and white eyes.  Clear, clear and upright.

    "Thank you, Taoist Master. I understand." Xiao Yuesheng smiled and nodded, accepting it humbly and thanking him sincerely.

    The young Taoist priest's face turned slightly red, and he shook his head hurriedly to say no, but there was joy in his brows, and he obviously admired Xiao Yuesheng very much.

    Penglai Pavilion is not a pavilion, but a group of buildings, such as Shangqing Palace, Fairy Palace, Lingyun Temple, etc. They are located on a cliff, facing the sea. Viewed from a distance, the clouds and mist are shrouded, and it seems to be in a fairyland.

    The cliff they are on is extremely strange, as if they are standing straight on the sea. The waves are constantly beating, as if they are rushing up the cliff and into Penglai Pavilion.

    Everyone followed a trail, climbed the cliff, arrived at Penglai Pavilion, and entered the Shangqing Palace, followed by several others.

    Under the locust tree where about two people were hugging each other, a square table was placed. Several people sat down and tea was served. Everyone drank tea and chatted.

    Although Xiao Yuesheng was taciturn, it was not that he couldn't speak. He was just too lazy to talk. When he opened his mouth at this time, everyone quickly opened their minds and spoke freely.

    Unknowingly, he had learned that the internal skills of these people were extremely high, but because they were monks, they were not specialized in martial arts, but in the great road, practicing the art of long-lasting vision.  .

    In their view, practicing martial arts and entering the martial arts world is really asking for a quick death. People in the martial arts world rarely get a good death, but mostly die violently.

    "What they want to practice is to live forever. If they practice martial arts, not only will they not live long, but they will die, so naturally they will not choose it.

    Therefore, they specialize in internal skills and are obsessed with Buddhism and Taoism. Even if they learn some boxing skills, they only adjust the body and do not pay attention to fighting. They have little actual combat experience and their self-protection ability is not as good as that of martial arts masters.

    Therefore, although they have profound internal skills, they are quite wary of Yum Snow Sword Chang Lixiu, the number one master in Dengzhou City, and do not dare to offend him too much.

    But there are also some elders in the Shangqing Palace who have deeper internal strength. Although the Yum Snow Sword has sharp sword skills, their internal strength is too different, so they can only be beaten.

    Both sides had scruples, so Chang Yadong was very respectful and did not dare to be presumptuous.

    Zhang Daoxu once again reminded Chang Lixiu that Chang Lixiu is an average-minded person. Although he acts low-key, he always thinks highly of himself. If Xiao Daxia touches his face, he will definitely be angry with him.

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled but said nothing. He was a little disgusted with Chang Yadong, who was too calm and graceful, more artificial, and had great intentions.

    "I would like to meet you, a master from Guiguan." Xiao Yuesheng smiled at Zhang Daoxu.

    Zhang Daoxu paused his hand stroking his beard, his smiling face froze, showing an embarrassed look, and said with a wry smile: "My master has gone into seclusion, it's really unfortunate."

    Xiao Yuesheng looked at it intently, nodded and smiled. Behind the Shangqing Palace, there was indeed a great master with a majestic momentum. He had vaguely transcended the realm of martial arts and was about to enter the innate realm.

    He has never seen an innate master since he came to this world. Unexpectedly, he met one in the small Penglai Pavilion.

    "Well, the scenery here is excellent. I want to stay for a few days. Is it convenient?" Xiao Yuesheng asked with a smile.

    "It would be great for Xiao Daxia to stay here!" Zhang Daoxu was overjoyed. Xiao Yuesheng was knowledgeable and full of witty words. Talking to him made me feel like listening to your words was better than reading ten years of books.

    And they felt that listening to your words was better than ten years of hard work. The obstacles that were originally condensed in their hearts were often easily solved by his words. They couldn't help but admire him. His wisdom was extraordinary, but that's all.

    In the early morning of this day, Xiao Yuesheng stood on the rocks by the sea and watched the sunrise, feeling the vitality and vitality of the rising sun.

    Xiao He, wearing a light pink Luo shirt, came in a hurry, stood on the beach, and said softly: "Master, something happened over there, Mr. Song!"
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