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- Chapter 290 Assassination
"Master, have you met Yilin's mother?" Jiang Nanyun sat up with a smile in his eyes.
Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and glanced at her, somewhat displeased.
I recognized Yilin as my sister, but I didn¡¯t want anyone else to be my elder, so I always avoided meeting this woman.
????????????????????????? Furthermore, he also has a bad impression of this person. In a fit of anger, he can disappear for so many years. He is really cruel and the most poisonous woman. Even so, it is better not to see him.
"But I heard from Junior Uncle Yilin that she really wants you to meet her mother!" Jiang Nanyun pursed his lips and chuckled, not caring about the master's displeasure.
"You go and talk to Yilin later." Xiao Yuesheng glanced at her and closed his eyes again, not wanting to hear her talk anymore.
Jiang Nanyun had no choice but to shut up and could only agree. The situation was stronger than others. He was the master. As a disciple, even if he didn't want to, he could only work hard and bear no complaints.
Thinking of this, she felt quite tragic.
The sun was shining brightly on the window, and suddenly there was a knock on the door. Jiang Nanyun got up from the couch, stepped to the door, opened it, and greeted him with a smile.
"Miss Jiang, the master has invited you." Standing in front of the door was a smiling girl, Zheng E, a disciple of the Hengshan Sect.
She is similar in age to Yilin, and the two usually talk together. This time Yilin was promoted to the head of the family, Zheng E became the person beside her.
"Oh, what is it?" Jiang Nanyun asked softly.
"The leader didn't say anything." Zheng E shook his head.
Jiangnan Yun Dai frowned slightly and said softly: "My master is entering samadhi, and I am protecting the Dharma at the side. I can't get out of my body. I really can't get out."
"Oh." Zheng E nodded, and he stuck out his tongue in his heart. He was indeed the eldest brother of the leader, and he had a lot of style.
Regarding his friendship with Yilin, Zheng E often sent letters, so he understood and nodded: "I will report back truthfully when I go back."
"Thank you, Sister Zheng." Jiang Nanyun smiled sweetly.
Zheng E said goodbye and left. Jiang Nanyun returned to the inner room, stood in front of the couch, looked at the master with his eyes closed, and said with a smile: "Master, I wonder what the little master uncle wants to see you for?"
"If there was an emergency, she would have come here long ago." Xiao Yuesheng shook his head, his eyes still lightly closed, his expression solemn and majestic.
"It's rare for Zuo Lengchan to be so dedicated." Jiang Nanyun raised the topic again. She lay down on her side and lay in front of Xiao Yuesheng, like a jade Guanyin, graceful and moving.
Although Xiao Yuesheng closed his eyes, everything around him was reflected in his mind, as if the white clouds in the sky were reflected on the West Lake.
He frowned slightly and snorted, but he didn't say it out loud. "Don't say it, don't say it. If you say it, the master and disciple will not be close enough. If there are no distracting thoughts, even if they are right, what does it matter?" !
"Master?!" Jiang Nanyun said softly and angrily when he saw his master motionless.
Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and said, "Zuo Lengchan has evil intentions. He must have come here with some ambition, but now he is acting honestly. He must have seen Master Fang Zheng and others here?"
Jiang Nanyun raised her eyebrows, shook her head slightly, pursed her lips and smiled: "According to me, he doesn't take Master Fang Zheng seriously at all. He is afraid of Master!"
"Don't try to put your own face on the line!" Xiao Yuesheng snorted.
Every time he heard Jiang Nanyun praise him, Xiao Yuesheng would sarcastically say that she was trying to put money on his face. If the master is brilliant, the disciples will naturally rise with the tide, and everyone will be prosperous.
"Okay, let's just assume that he is afraid of Master Fang Zheng and the others!" Jiang Nanyun nodded helplessly, shook his head, and sighed.
Xiao Yuesheng hummed: "You are young, what are you sighing for?!Don't let me hear it again!"
Jiang Nanyun suddenly stuck out his tongue.
He was very strict with Jiang Nanyun and forbade her from shaking her head and sighing, saying that this way of thinking was unacceptable. Heaven and hell are just a thought away. There are always yin and yang in things in the world. You must hold on to the yang and abandon the yin.
"The body is a bodhi tree, and the heart is a mirror stand. It must be brushed diligently to avoid dust. This verse is Xiao Yuesheng's request to his disciples.
On this day, Xiao Yuesheng and Jiang Nanyun stayed in the Zen room and did not go out.
Except for them, Zuo Lengchan and the others were all present on Jianxing Peak. After the ceremony, Hengshan sent a guest to show their friendship to the landlord.
During the day, Zuo Lengchan and the others followed Master Dingyi and the others to enjoy the scenery of Mount Heng to relax. As for any secret conversations, Xiao Yuesheng and Jiang Nanyun did not know.
The two of them knew their interest and did not accept Yilin's invitation to go together.
The night was dark, there was no moon in the sky, and not a single star shone. The darkness was so closely connected with the sky that you couldn't even see your fingers.
The lights in the Zen room where Xiao Yuesheng is located are bright.
The whistling sound is looming, sometimes high and sometimes low. The cold wind outside is biting and passing through the treetops, it will make bursts of shrill sounds.
After all, it¡¯s a bit colder on Jianxing Peak than below.
His Zen room was as warm as spring. Jiang Nanyun was sitting on the couch, and there was a quilt spread between the two of them, but it seemed a bit redundant.
Both of them had their feet stretched out under the quilt and sat facing each other. There was a small table on the couch and a chessboard on it.
Jiang Nanyun stared at the chessboard closely, her dark eyebrows furrowed, her white jade-like face full of solemnity, her bright eyes reflecting the chess pieces, with an indescribably moving charm.
Xiao Yuesheng sat across from him, throwing the white chess pieces up and down in his hands, carelessly, exuding an indescribable sense of freedom and ease.
"Pa" pressed a sunspot with his jade hand, Jiangnan Yun's bright eyes sparkled, she looked up at him, a beautiful smile appeared on her jade face, she was very proud.
Xiao Yuesheng sneered, picked up a white piece neatly, and knocked it gently in the middle.
With the sound of "pop", her beautiful face suddenly changed, her bright and charming smile disappeared, and she became extremely solemn.
Dai Mei frowned, and her two beautiful eyebrows seemed to come together to start a fight. She pondered for a long time, shook her head and smiled bitterly: "Master, you win!"
"This is overestimating one's own capabilities!" Xiao Yuesheng glanced sideways at her and stretched out his legs with satisfaction. His feet felt soft and he felt that they were surprisingly elastic.
He moved as if nothing had happened. He didn't care when his feet touched her plump thighs. Such contact was very normal.
¡°Master, come again, I just don¡¯t believe it!¡± Jiang Nanyun tapped the chess pieces lightly, and the chess pieces on them suddenly floated up, like stars.
After hanging in the air for a moment, the chess pieces flew towards the two chess boxes. The white chess pieces flew towards the wooden box in front of Xiao Yuesheng, and the black chess pieces flew towards the wooden box in front of her.
For a moment, these chess pieces seemed to have their own spirituality and could identify their origins as they moved back and forth.
"If someone in the martial arts world sees this skill, they will inevitably be stunned and feel it is unbelievable that there can be such exquisite power in the world.
Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and smiled: "It's getting late, go back to your room and sleep!"
Jiang Nanyun looked out the window. It was pitch black and the cold wind was howling, as if it was going to destroy everything in the world. It was extremely violent.
In such weather, staying in the house under the warm light makes me feel extraordinarily peaceful, as if this is the only room in the world that is the safest and can protect me.
¡°Master, let¡¯s have another plate!¡± Jiangnan Yunming¡¯s eyes widened and she said in a sweet voice.
Xiao Yuesheng smiled and shook his head, unmoved.
Jiang Nanyun suddenly softened, a bright and alluring smile appeared on his beautiful face, and his voice was delicate: "Master, I can't sleep even if I go back so early, why not have another plate, okay?!"
"We have this time, why not practice martial arts." Coquettishly, he had a strong resistance and said calmly without moving his eyebrows.
"Master, how about we play the piano?!" Jiang Nanyun clapped his jade hands, as if he suddenly remembered, and said excitedly.
Xiao Yuesheng pondered, thought for a while, and nodded.
So, Jiang Nanyun's figure swayed, the door curtain swung slightly, and she disappeared.
She went out to borrow a piano. The furnishings in the Zen room were extremely simple, and there was no Yao Qin at all. And this time, she didn¡¯t bring it with her, so she had to borrow one from the Hengshan Sect.
Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and smiled. This Jiang Nanyun must be a little scared in her room. Although she is extremely powerful in martial arts, she is just like an ordinary woman, a little afraid of ghosts.
The wind outside was strong and the sound was shrill, like countless ghosts crying and wolves howling. It was inevitable for her to be scared when she was alone.
In just a moment, Jiang Nanyun's figure flashed and appeared in the room, with a solemn face: "Master, Uncle Yilin is missing!"
Xiao Yuesheng¡¯s thick eyebrows moved, his expression was calm and calm: ¡°Why are you missing?¡±
"I went to her house, but when she wasn't there, I used the art of Heaven's Listening and Earth's Vision. There was no trace of her within three miles!" Jiangnan Yundai frowned lightly.
"Have you asked Master Dingyi?" Xiao Yuesheng still asked unhurriedly.
Jiang Nanyun nodded: "I asked, it seems that my junior uncle has not come down the mountain."
Xiao Yuesheng said "hmm", closed his eyes slightly, sat cross-legged, and pointed to the ground, which was vaguely similar to the Buddhist touch mark.
After just counting his breaths, he raised his head and frowned slightly: "It's at the foot of the mountain, and he's fighting someone!"
"Could it be that I was hit?ambush? ! "Jiang Nanyun said hurriedly.
Xiao Yuesheng nodded: "Well, that should be the case."
"Master, let's go take a look!" Jiang Nanyun said, feeling relieved.
She knew that since the master had found out and he was not in a hurry, the situation must not be bad. Besides, the little uncle had a protective weapon given by the master. It would be extremely difficult for others to do harm to him.
"Let's go!" Xiao Yuesheng nodded, swayed, hugged Jiang Nanyun's waist, and disappeared with another sway.
At the foot of Hengshan Mountain
This is a forest, but in this season, the leaves are sparse.
But at this time, there was no moon in the sky, and it was so dark that I couldn't see my fingers. The woods became more and more gloomy, as if a monster was opening its huge mouth to bite people.
Yilin was wearing a loose monk robe and was fighting with five people. The fight was extremely fierce.
Yilin was about to go to sleep, but suddenly someone threw a sleeve arrow and nailed it to the head of her bed without anyone noticing.
There was a letter tied to the arrow in her sleeve, and the content was that she should go down the mountain, otherwise, she would never see her parents again.
That day, Xiao Yuesheng calculated that her mother would be in Hengshan. Soon, she found her, and she turned out to be the mute mother-in-law from the Xuankong Temple in the back mountain.
She was extremely surprised, but also delighted. Monk Bujie was even more delighted.
But her mother¡¯s physical skills are extremely strong. Without Yilin¡¯s help, Monk Bujie would not be able to catch her or pursue her.
Yi Lin came to help and caught her mother, and then she was taken back to the foot of the mountain by Monk Bujie. These days, Monk Bujie has never been seen again.
She secretly thought that her father must have had a wife and then forgot about his daughter. The two of them had not seen each other for so many years, so they must have imagined that they were so closely entangled that they should be entangled.
She quite understands this. When she sees her adopted brother, she wishes she could be with him all the time. If she doesn't leave him for a moment, her father will be even more powerful.
Suddenly, someone came in. She didn't believe it at first, but now Yilin was extremely smart and could tell the truth at a glance. Then she thought that this person could actually hide it from everyone in the Hengshan Sect. She threw sleeve arrows in her room and wanted to use martial arts. Extremely powerful.
With the martial arts of Mom and Dad, most people are no match for them, but if it is this person, maybe they can actually succeed in the plot.
Thinking of this, she didn¡¯t want to worry her master and uncle because of this matter, so she ran out secretly, thinking that she could go back after solving the problem.
Unexpectedly, as soon as they came down the mountain, four people emerged from the woods that they were usually very familiar with. They kept silent, drew their swords, and attacked.
These four people were extremely skilled in martial arts. She was caught off guard and quickly fell into a tight siege. If not for her exquisite footwork, she would have been injured.
As the Qingxin Jue circulated, she quickly calmed down and unsheathed the Yingxue Sword. Even in the dark night, it shone with clear light, like a snow-capped mountain under the moonlight.
Under the Qingxin Jue, the darkness in front of her eyes seemed to be like a veil, slowly fading away, and everything around her gradually became clear, like daylight.
These four people are all old men. Although it is a dark night, they still cover their faces. Two are tall, one is thin and tall, and the other is short and fat.
They all use long swords, and their sword skills are superb and extremely ruthless. They are definitely not ordinary sword masters. Yilin flashed lightly while thinking to herself. It seems that these four old men must be famous masters. She does not want to let herself recognize.
"Four seniors, haven't you admitted the wrong person?" Yi Lin asked softly.
One of them sneered: "Are you Yilin, the new head of the Hengshan Sect?!"
"I am Yilin, what grudge do you have against me to fight like this?" Yilin nodded and asked doubtfully.
"We are here to measure how much the leader of the Hengshan Sect weighs!" The tall and thin man sneered, and his sword skills became faster, like a violent storm.
The moves were fierce, and the sword was pointed directly at the vital point. If she was hit by the sword, she would definitely die. It was obvious that she was merciless and had to kill her.
Yi Lin's delicate eyebrows were raised, and she felt angry in her heart. It seemed that what the second uncle said was true. There are always some evil people in the world, and it is difficult to find their way back. The best way to save them is to send them into the world of reincarnation. , reincarnate as a good person again.
Since she had this thought, she no longer tolerated her emotions, and her body movement was as fast as a swimming fish. The four swords set up a sword net, and she was able to move through the sword net with ease.
As the Qingxin Jue circulated, in her eyes, the four people's swordsmanship would occasionally reveal a flaw, but it would disappear briefly. When she wanted to attack, the other three swords had already been handed out to protect the flaw.
In front of her eyes, a set of sword formations appeared, covering each other and strengthening each other. It could be said that it was seamless. The Hengshan Sect's sword formation had this effect.
SheThe center of the sword is slightly sinking. A sword formation of the Hengshan Sect can often trap a top master with just a few disciples. This is the skill of the Hengshan Sword Sect to suppress the sect.
Although Shaolin Wudang also has battle formations, they are all highly skilled in martial arts and can win without using battle formations. If things go on like this, their reputation will be lost.
Who are these four people? They cooperate so well. Judging from their sword movements, they seem to be a four-image formation.
As she improves her Qingxin Jue, her mind becomes clearer and her mind becomes increasingly smarter. When Xiao Yuesheng is normal, he will occasionally give her guidance on the formation.
Yilin is very fond of the study of formations. In her opinion, formations are the best. They can trap people without hurting them. They are more reliable than swordsmanship, so she has learned little. , but she was very attentive, and Xiao Yuesheng's occasional guidance was fully grasped by her.
She was like a swimming fish, able to swim through the sword net with ease, but she did not make any move, she just resisted slightly and watched the wonderful movement of their sword formation.
Her body movements are exquisite. Even though she is constantly thinking in her mind, her footwork is still moving without disturbing her.
This is due to her daily hard work. As long as she takes a step, this set of footwork has been integrated into her bones without thinking.
If it is an ordinary footwork, it is very dangerous to practice it like this. It needs to be kept secret and cherished to keep it secret and prevent others from prying into the secret of the footwork.
This set of footwork, when executed, will create hallucinations. It may seem slow, but is actually extremely fast. It may seem like a short step, but it has already spanned several feet.
With such footwork, others cannot see the reality at all, and there is no danger of cracking it, so Xiao Yuesheng asked her to practice like this and turn the footwork into instinct.
The footwork is not only mysterious, but also has a set of mental methods that complement each other. The two coexist and encourage each other. When the footwork is performed, the mental method is also driven.
Therefore, her current internal strength is extremely profound. Even Master Dingyi can only keep up with her. If she advances like this, it won't take long before she will definitely be number one in Hengshan.
As the Qingxin Jue circulated, her mind became clearer and clearer. Suddenly, with a flash of inspiration, she suddenly thought of a way to break the Four Symbols Formation.
She swayed and stabbed out a sword. Yingxue was like a silver snake, kissing the wrist of a tall old man.
At this time, two swords stood in front of her sword to protect the tall old man's wrist. At the same time, another sword stabbed his chest like lightning.
This is the scary thing about the sword formation. Even if you have four hands and drive them at the same time, it is difficult to have such a tacit understanding and seamlessness.
Yilin's body swayed and she retreated suddenly. Yingxue waved and circled a ball of light, like a brilliant pear blossom blooming, which was dazzling.
When the four of them drew their swords, they felt the cold air was coming, and there was an inexplicable pressure on the swords, which seemed to be much heavier.
They didn¡¯t pay attention. They waved their long swords and moved forward at the same time, shrinking the sword array and making Yilin¡¯s maneuvering space smaller.
For such a long time, it was not just Yilin who was thinking of ways to defeat the enemy. They were also not idle, thinking of ways to deal with Yilin.
Yilin's movement skills are exquisite, slippery and slippery, like an eel, difficult to catch. Only constant squeezing leaves her with no room to maneuver, and she finally has to face the enemy head-on.
As long as they meet head-on, they are sure that they will be able to capture them.
Seeing this, Yi Lin dodged again, and the sword light rolled into a ball, like a big ball of snow, and attacked the short and fat old man, with a powerful momentum and indomitable momentum.
Two swords stood in front of her. The two swords stabbed her waist from behind, forcing her to dodge and unable to move forward. The coordination was excellent.
Yilin retreated suddenly, and the two people behind her saw their eyes blurred, as if a gust of wind had blown by, and the figure in front of them had disappeared.
Yi Lin took advantage of the imperceptible gap and finally got out of the formation, already breaking out in a sweat.
Although these few efforts seemed to be a near miss, they were extremely mentally taxing and made her rack her brains and feel quite tired.
When the four people saw each other, they looked at each other and suddenly jumped into the woods and disappeared. It was extremely sudden.
Yilin was stunned, confused as to what on earth they were going to do. Could it be that they really just came to see her martial arts skills? !
Shaking her head, she suddenly turned around and shouted into the darkness: "Brother?!"
Xiao Yuesheng's figure suddenly appeared, from shallow to deep, as if coming from the fog, gradually becoming clearer, with a smile on his face.
Behind him, Jiang Nanyun was wearing a pale pink Luo shirt, fluttering in the wind, with a faint fragrance floating in the air.
"Brother, are you here early?" Yi Lin smiled sweetly and innocently.
Xiao Yuesheng nodded and said with a smile: "Sister, you have made great progress, I am very happy to congratulate you!"
Yilin suddenly smiled widely. She couldn't close her mouth, but she pursed it hard, embarrassed to show her?Exceeding joy.
"Yilin, what's going on? You ran down the mountain without telling your master?!" Xiao Yuesheng asked warmly.
Yilin took out a piece of paper from her arms and handed it to Xiao Yuesheng. It was the letter on the arrow in her sleeve.
Xiao Yuesheng glanced at it. The dark night had no effect on him. The words on the letter were clear. He shook his head, smiled, and closed his eyes slightly.
Soon, he opened his eyes and said with a smile: "Your father and mother are together, there is no one else, don't worry!"
His mental cultivation has now greatly increased. Within a radius of five miles, he can see everything with just his mind, which can be said to be a magical power.
"I'm relieved that mom and dad are fine." Yilin breathed a sigh of relief, patted her towering chest, and said with a smile: "Dad is thick on the outside and delicate on the inside. He is not easy to be plotted. I am just afraid of what happens"
"Well, in that case, you'd better go back." Xiao Yuesheng nodded, and then said: "I won't go, go back quickly, don't let your master find out!"
Yilin hesitated for a moment, then finally nodded without saying anything.
She originally wanted her eldest brother to go back with her and meet her mother, but she didn't seem keen and didn't want to force it.
Yue Buqun was sitting on the couch with his clothes on, cross-legged, with a sword beside him, his eyes slightly closed, his expression calm and unhurried.
His face is like a crown jade, gentle and soft. At this time, his face is filled with purple aura from time to time, just like the Jade Girl Peak under the rising sun.
"Master, it's so late and you're still not sleeping?" There was a knock on the door, and Lin Pingzhi's voice came from the shrill wind.
His voice was smooth and quiet. Even though it was in the wind, it was still neither fast nor slow. It came slowly and clearly as if it were in the ear. It was very comfortable to listen to and there was no sense of surprise or surprise.
"Pingzhi, come in!" Yue Buqun opened his eyes and said slowly.
The door opened, and a gust of wind rushed in, rolling up the curtains on the edge of the couch. Lin Pingzhi, dressed in white, floated in, walking lightly and silently.
With a face full of respect like a crown jewel, Lin Pingzhi came to the couch and whispered: "Master, it's time to rest."
"If you can't sleep, why not practice martial arts to pass the time." Yue Buqun smiled, stroking his beard, nodded and looked at Lin Pingzhi, and said, "Pingzhi, your internal strength is becoming more and more refined."
"It's the result of Master's cultivation." Lin Pingzhi clasped his fists, a look of gratitude on his handsome face, and a sincere expression in his eyes.
"Wrong, wrong!" Yue Buqun shook his head and smiled, waving his hands: "Your kung fu is not from our Huashan sect, it was taught by Mr. Xiao. You are here today because of your hard training and his generosity. If you are generous, you won¡¯t dare to take credit as a teacher.¡±
"This disciple is stupid. Without the guidance of the master, no matter how hard he practices, he will get twice the result with half the effort." Lin Pingzhi said hurriedly.
Yue Buqun smiled, somewhat pleased, and said, "It's rare that you have such a heart, that's all, I won't say anything anymore!"
"Master, I see that you are restless, as if there is something on your mind?" Lin Pingzhi looked at him carefully and said in a low voice: "Although my disciple's skills are low, he will never be useless. Master, just give me orders!"
Yue Buqun glanced at him, stroking his beard and smiled: "You are quite smart!"
Lin Pingzhi smiled horrifiedly. He had always been scolded as a fool. The only one who praised himself for being smart was his master!
Yue Buqun got down from the couch, holding the long sword in his hand, and took two steps in front of the couch, his face gradually darkened.
Seeing him like this, Lin Pingzhi's heart also sank, knowing that it must be something big and important. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but become nervous.
Yue Buqun suddenly stopped, turned around and asked, "Pingzhi, you met Zuo Lengchan today. In your opinion, what does this person look like?"
"Zuo Lengchan?" Lin Pingzhi frowned, thought for a while, and said angrily: "This person looks very cold and harsh, and arrogant to the sky, as if he is the best person in the world!"
Yue Buqun nodded slightly and then asked, "Maybe you can see the killing intent in his eyes?"
"Killing intent?!" Lin Pingyi was startled and shook his head: "The disciple didn't notice it, I just thought he looked at everyone coldly and was very annoying."
"He, this time, has made up his mind to go on a killing spree!" Yue Buqun stopped stroking his beard, sneered, and narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was looking at Zuo Lengchan.
"Just him?!" Lin Pingzhi disagreed, shaking his head and saying: "With Master Fangzheng, Taoist Priest Chongxu, and Chief Xiao, how dare he be so presumptuous?!"
Yue Buqun sneered: "Maybe he didn't expect Mr. Xiao to be here, so he calmed down, otherwise, he would have shown his power long ago!"
"Do you think he will be afraid of Master Fang Zheng and Taoist Chongxu?" Yue Buqun asked again.
Lin Pingzhi hesitated and thought about itThinking about it, he still said it according to his own thoughts: "Master Fang Zheng is said to be the best in the world in practicing Shaolin Yi Jin Jing. I guess Zuo Lengchan is not his opponent?"
"You are wrong!" Yue Buqun shook his head and said slowly with a calm tone: "Think about it carefully Although the two of them have not fought, Zuo Lengchan has no scruples about Master Zheng, otherwise, otherwise , how dare you merge the Five Mountains?!"
"Could it be that Zuo Lengchan's martial arts is so high?!" Lin Pingzhi said in surprise, his handsome face full of disbelief.
"He dares to be so unscrupulous because of his martial arts!" Yue Buqun nodded.
"Then Master, you?" Lin Pingzhi stopped as soon as he spoke, feeling a little disrespectful, so he didn't ask any more questions.
Yue Buqun looked calm and shook his head: "As a teacher, I am no match for him!"
Lin Pingzhi fell silent, frowned, thought for a while, and said: "Isn't it possible that Mr. Xiao is not his opponent?!"
He thought about what happened yesterday. The two were about to fight, but they didn't fight in the end. They seemed to be afraid of each other.
Although he knew that Xiao Yuesheng's martial arts was powerful, he had no reference. He only felt that it was unfathomable and could not imagine how high it was.
The abbot of Shaolin, Master Fang Zheng, is also famous for a long time, and his martial arts skills are also unfathomable. Lin Pingzhi has countless thoughts on which one of them is higher and which one is lower.
"Mr. Xiao's martial arts skills are far from Zuo Lengchan's rival, but now that he has mastered the sword technique to ward off evil spirits, he dare not talk about it!" Yue Buqun stroked his beard and said slowly, thoughtfully.
Although his martial arts skills are not as good as those of Zuo Lengchan, they are similar, so we know that he is not Xiao Yuesheng's opponent. But looking at Zuo Lengchan now, I feel that I can't figure it out. He must be in a very bad situation, but I don't dare to say for sure.
Lin Pingzhi had been thinking secretly, thinking about what the master had just said, and suddenly his eyes froze and he raised his head sharply: "Master, we are in danger!"
Seeing his change of expression, Yue Buqun smiled and said, "You guessed it, yes, we are indeed in danger now!"
"Zuo Lengchan is determined to kill Master, right?" Lin Pingzhi asked nervously.
Yue Buqun stroked his beard and nodded, with a calm expression on his face, and said leisurely: "Zuo Lengchan has wanted to kill me for a long time, but although his martial arts was strong before, he was not much better than me. It was not easy to kill me. "
He turned around, pushed open the window, and looked out the window with his hands behind his hands. He let the cold wind blow fiercely, his face was like a knife, and he said in a deep voice: "But now that his martial arts has greatly improved, it is not difficult to kill me I think he can¡¯t wait to take action!¡±
¡°Master, what should we do?!¡± Lin Pingzhi asked nervously.
Yue Buqun¡¯s eyes were focused, and he glanced left and right at the window, then closed it again, blocking out the cold wind, but the temperature inside the room dropped a lot.
He turned around and saw Lin Pingyi's nervous look on his face, and smiled: "Don't be impatient. Our lives in the martial arts world are not valuable and can be thrown away at any time. If your head falls off, it's just a scar as big as a bowl. You have to have this heart.¡±
Lin Pingzhi smiled bitterly, shook his head and said: "This disciple is ashamed, but he is very afraid of death!"
"You, you, you can say such things!" Yue Buqun couldn't help but laugh, and said seriously: "Ping Zhi, don't take life too seriously, otherwise, your achievements will be limited!"
"Yes, this disciple must work hard." Lin Pingzhi nodded and solemnly clasped his fists.
"Bang" the window exploded and was torn apart. A figure rushed in along with the window and landed in front of the two of them, floating like a feather.
He was dressed in black, his face covered tightly, only a pair of dazzling eyes were exposed.
The cold wind was blowing his black clothes, coupled with his cold eyes, they were powerful and powerful, stealing people's hearts.
Lin Pingzhi reacted very quickly, stepped forward with his sword, stood in front of Yue Buqun, and said in a deep voice: "Who is it?!"
He looked at the person in front of him. He was tall and had slender arms. He moved his brows and felt that the person in front of him looked familiar.
"Are you Zuo Lengchan?!" Lin Pingzhi shouted in a deep voice, tightening his right hand and widening his eyes angrily.
"What a smart little guy, since you recognize me, I won't let you go!" Zuo Lengchan's eyes flashed like a cold sword across the sky, making people dare not look at him.
Lin Pingzhi sneered: "You are still a generation master, but you do such sneaky things. It is really disgusting!"
"Sharp teeth and sharp mouth!" Zuo Lengchan shouted, took a step forward, came to him quickly, and struck out with his palm.
This palm was as thick as a mountain, and the cold air was biting. Before it reached him, Lin Pingzhi felt that his blood was sluggish and seemed to be frozen.
He was startled, and the sword-controlling mental technique suddenly circulated in his body in the blink of an eye, eliminating the chill. This sword-controlling mental technique was like his long sword, condensed like an arrow, and sharp.?Incomparable, all the inner energy that enters the body can always be pierced and shattered by it.
¡°Hi¡ª¡ª¡± A flash of lightning flashed, lighting up the room.
Zuo Lengchan retreated suddenly, extremely fast, like a ghost, exuding an eerie aura in this dark night.
His eyes were shining brightly, and he stared at Lin Pingzhi closely. He stretched out his palm in front of him and took a look. There was a small cut in the palm of his hand. The skin was only broken a little, but there was no blood.
"Good swordsmanship!" Zuo Lengchan nodded, looked at Lin Pingzhi, glanced at Yue Buqun behind him, and sneered: "Yue Buqun's swordsmanship is not as good as yours!"
"Hmph, what do you know? Master has always kept it secret!" Lin Pingzhi sneered without any fear, pressed his hand on the hilt of his sword, and said passionately: "You surnamed Zuo, you are a despicable villain! Look at the sword!¡±
He cursed loudly, with blood in his chest and fighting spirit raging. He took a step forward suddenly, as if he had shrunk to an inch. He took one step forward, and with a flash of sword light, he rolled towards Zuo Lengchan like a sword.
Under the excitement, he performed exceptionally well. This sword was actually the sword in which he reached the peak of his energy and energy since practicing swordsmanship.
Zuo Lengchan stepped back. His tall body was light and weightless, floating toward the living room, moving at the same time as his sword. The distance between the sword and the person remained unchanged, and they kept pace.
Before Lin Pingzhi's sword could reach its full potential, he moved straight forward. When the door curtain touched Zuo Lengchan's body, it immediately turned into powder and was destroyed by his internal force.
Seeing him like this, Lin Ping's heart sank. Since he started practicing this sword technique, he has never avoided anyone whenever he uses his sword.
Even when competing with his senior brother, he must force himself not to draw his sword, otherwise, once he draws his sword, the outcome will be decided.
Even the master cannot escape intact under his own sword.
This time, Zuo Lengchan was able to dodge so easily. This was truly the strongest opponent he had ever encountered since he started practicing swordsmanship.
"Zheng¡ª¡ª" The sound of the long sword being unsheathed sounded.
A ray of cold light rolled towards Zuo Lengchan. Yue Buqun stepped forward with his sword and said in a deep voice: "Pingzhi, stand down!"
Lin Pingzhi returned his long sword to its sheath and stopped.
Zuo Lengchan stopped, stood with his hands behind his hands, and nodded: "It's a disciple like this, Master Yue, I'm very happy to congratulate you!"
"However, it is a pity that both your master and disciple will die today."
"Zuo Lengchan, whether it's life or death, my subordinates will see the truth!" Yue Buqun returned his long sword to its sheath, waved his palm forward, and struck out slowly.
Zuo Lengchan stretched his palm forward and used his left palm to deal with it, appearing to be extremely contemptuous.
Yue Buqun's face flashed with purple energy, and the Zhen sect's secret Zixia magic technique was fully activated. Life or death depended on this palm strike.
Zuo Lengchan sneered. The Huashan sect was originally a sword sect, but Yue Buqun¡¯s most powerful skill was not his swordsmanship, but his internal strength. The Zixia magic skill was extremely powerful.
"Bang" the two palms met, Zuo Lengchan remained motionless, as steady as a rock.
Yue Buqun took a step back, purple energy flashed across his face, and then a trace of green energy floated across his face. The purple energy and the green energy appeared and disappeared, as if they were competing for position.
Lin Pingzhi saw that the situation was not good, and his master was at a disadvantage. He put his palm on his back and used a little internal energy to help him resolve it.
" Zixia Gong is as soft as floating catkins, but extremely tough. It is a rare mysterious skill. However, its strongest point is not the increase of internal power, but the wonderful use of internal power.
Lin Pingzhi's internal energy was extremely pure, and when he entered Yue Buqun's group, he directly activated the operation of Zixia Gong. In the blink of an eye, Yue Buqun's complexion returned to normal, with a gleaming look in his eyes: "Leader Zuo, you Ice Divine Palm The heat is getting deeper and deeper!"
"You have really mastered Zixia Gong," Zuo Lengchan's eyes flashed with cold electricity, and his voice was cold: "Of the nine arts of Huashan, Zixia ranks first. Hehe, he really deserves his reputation!"
"Take another palm from me!" Yue Buqun shouted in a deep voice, with a fluttering figure, he took a step forward and performed the Fuhu Fist.
Zuo Lengchan unsheathed his long sword and sneered: "Master Yue, there is no need to delay, the person you are waiting for will not come!"
Yue Buqun's expression changed slightly, and he shouted in a deep voice: "Stop talking nonsense, take the move!"
A sneer came, and Zuo Lengchan twisted his body to draw his sword. He felt his eyes blurred, and the tip of the sword was already in front of him, unable to dodge.
My heart sank, but I suddenly felt that my body was hit by a strong force and flew out involuntarily. Qi and blood surged all over my body, and my eyes blurred.
He turned around to look, his eyes were about to burst, and he shouted: "Pingzhi!"
Lin Pingzhi was hit by a sword in his chest, but he unsheathed the sword without hesitation. A cold light lit up, and the long sword was like lightning, stabbing Zuo Lengchan in an instant.
Zuo Lengchan retreated, took advantage of the situation and drew his sword, followed by a spurt of blood arrows, which was enough to catch up with him.
Lin Pingzhi's body went limp and he stumbledAfter a moment, he supported himself without falling, and quickly tapped several large points in front of him with the sword hilt.
Lin Pingzhi felt as if all his strength had been drained out of him. He could barely stand, but could no longer swing his sword.
Yue Buqun flashed and came to him. His face was filled with purple energy. He stretched out his ten fingers with purple energy on his fingertips and pointed at Lin Pingzhi.
"Pingzhi, blame me, blame me!" Yue Buqun murmured to himself in a low voice, and hurriedly took out a porcelain bottle from his arms to take out the medicine.
"Master, the yellow bottle in my arms is medicine for wounds." Lin Pingzhi said slowly, smiled, and still stared at Zuo Lengchan.
Yue Buqun hurriedly reached into his arms and took out two small jade bottles. He knew they were valuable at a glance. He sent the white jade bottles back and opened the topaz bottles.
After a while, Lin Pingzhi's face turned as pale as a white paper. Although he tapped the acupuncture point, the sword was too deep and could not stop the bleeding.
¡°It¡¯s such a deep relationship between master and disciple, I will help you two!¡± Zuo Lengchan sneered, and moved in front of the two of them.
"Suddenly, his body folded, leaving the two of them alone. He flashed out of the window and disappeared into the dark night without a trace.
Yue Buqun was stunned for a moment, confused in his heart, but without stopping, he opened the topaz bottle and poured it out, but nothing came out.
He originally thought it was a pill, but when he looked inside, it seemed to be something like a paste. He reached out his fingers to scoop out some and put it in front of his eyes.
"Master, put it on my wound." Lin Pingzhi said hurriedly. At this time, a large pool of blood flowed from his feet.
"Pingzhi, what is this and where did it come from?!" Yue Buqun was a little worried, wondering which one was better compared to the Huashan Sect's wound medicine.
"This is a gift from Mr. Xiao, and he said that I can definitely use it." Lin Pingzhi said in a low voice.
Yue Buqun said no more and stretched out his hand to wipe his wound.
"When these paste-like things are touched by blood, they seem to suddenly turn into glue, become thick and flexible, and immediately block the blood, which is very magical.
Yue Buqun was greatly surprised. He felt that Xiao Yihan had great supernatural powers. Not only was his swordsmanship extremely high, but also the medicine for his wounds was unbelievable.
He put the medicine on the wound, and when he saw that no blood came out, he breathed a sigh of relief. Then he turned around and saw Xiao Yuesheng and Jiang Nanyun standing in the room.
Xiao Yuesheng¡¯s brows were furrowed and his face was as serious as water. He looked around, while Jiangnan Yunyu¡¯s face was serious and her eyes were moving.
"It turned out to be Mr. Xiao, no wonder he ran away!" Yue Buqun smiled bitterly and clasped his fists.
Xiao Yuesheng cupped his fists and saluted, and said in a deep voice: "Is Zuo Lengchan here?!"
Jiangnan Yun Yingying walked over, with a faint fragrance, and came to Lin Pingzhi. She put her jade hand on his wrist, and a trace of cool inner energy penetrated into it.
If it were the internal energy of others, Lin Pingzhi's internal energy would have shot out like an arrow, crushing the incoming internal energy into pieces.
???????????????????? However, the internal force of the two has the same origin, and Lin Pingzhi¡¯s internal force has no abnormal movement, as if he turns a blind eye, allowing Jiangnan Yun¡¯s cool inner breath to swim in his meridians.
"Zuo Lengchan's swordsmanship is weird and surprisingly fast." Yue Buqun frowned, took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and wiped the blood on his hand.
"Well, that should be the sword technique to ward off evil." Xiao Yuesheng nodded and looked at Jiang Nanyun.
Jiang Nanyun raised his head and frowned slightly: "The stabbing was very deep, Zuo Lengchan's internal energy was extremely cold, the injury was quite serious!"
Seeing Xiao Yuesheng¡¯s frown getting tighter, she hurriedly said: ¡°There is no fear for life.¡±
"That's good, that's good!" Yue Buqun said hurriedly, breathing a sigh of relief.
"Young escort, why didn't you send a signal?!" Xiao Yuesheng said displeased, his face darkened, obviously a little angry.
Lin Pingzhi smiled weakly, shook his head and said, "Zuo Lengchan drew his sword too fast and it was too late."
?????????? Xiao Yuesheng¡¯s face softened a bit: ¡°Before he takes action, you have to know what he¡¯s doing!¡ Fortunately, this time he¡¯s lucky!¡±
Lin Pingzhi lowered his head. He felt ashamed in his heart. He had become a little proud these days. Seeing that his master was no match for him, he underestimated the heroes in the world.
This time, if Zuo Lengchan's sword stabbed him in the left chest, even if escort Xiao came, it would be of no avail, and he would probably have been killed long ago.
Yue Buqun sighed: "Zuo Lengchan's sword skills are extremely high now, Mr. Xiao, you should also be careful!"
"If Zuo Lengchan has the guts, just come and come!" Jiang Nanyun hummed, his jade face full of disdain, and helped Lin Pingzhi to sit on the couch.
"Mr. Xiao, there must be a way to restrain his evil-fighting swordsmanship?" Yue Buqun asked, and then he felt a little embarrassed.
??The method of martial arts restraint is a huge secret and very precious. I asked you rashly.It's a bit presumptuous now.
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Yue Buqun was extremely curious, but he restrained himself so as not to annoy others if he couldn't help but ask further questions.
Xiao Yuesheng said nothing more. He looked at Lin Pingzhi and saw that he showed no signs of worsening. He took out a white porcelain bottle from his arms, pulled out the cork and poured out a red pill.
Jiang Nanyun reached out to take it and handed it to Lin Ping's mouth: "Young Master Lin, this is a blood-enhancing thing, just take it."
Lin Pingzhi didn¡¯t ask any more questions, just opened his mouth and let Jiang Nanyun put it in.
The elixir melted as soon as it entered his mouth and flowed into his belly. A faint fragrance came from his mouth, and his body suddenly felt warm, as if he was in a hot spring.
"Young escort, let's have a good rest." Jiang Nanyun smiled sweetly, retreated, and returned behind Xiao Yuesheng, standing handsomely.
Lin Pingzhi felt lost, and the fragrance in his nose became much lighter.
Xiao Yuesheng clasped his fists: "Master Yue, I've been busy all night, so I'd better go to bed early I'm sorry Zuo Lengchan doesn't dare to come again!"
After saying that, he said goodbye to Jiang Nanyun.
When he came out of the room, his face suddenly darkened. Ten steps later, he said in a deep voice: "What a move to make the tiger leave the mountain!" - 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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