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Volume Three: Smiling Proud Chapter 331: Failure

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    Chapter 331 Failure

    "Master" Jiang Nanyun said in surprise. She didn't expect that the master was so seriously injured that he would say such depressing words.

    Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand: "Stop talking nonsense, let's go back to the villa!"

    Jiang Nanyun nodded helplessly, feeling worried and ominous in his heart, and occasionally glanced at his master.

    Song Mengjun also had tangled brows, his eyes flickered, and he was in a daze.

    Although the two girls are worried, He Xueqing and Su Qingqing are unconscious. If they don't save them, they can only watch them pass away, which is unbearable.

    What the two women could do was to pray secretly, hoping that he was just threatening and there would be no setbacks.

    Huafang leisurely docked, Xiang Wentian was already waiting on the embankment. He waved his hand, and four people jumped on Huafang, and directly lifted the bed out of Huafang. Fortunately, the bed was not wide, and opened the cabin door.  Can be lifted out.

    The four of them ran as fast as flying, and were extremely stable, showing excellent lightness skills. In the blink of an eye, they disappeared from the sight of people on the embankment and were carried to Guanyun Villa.

    The bed was carried to the back garden of Guanyun Villa.

    In the back garden, it is as warm as spring, and the fragrance fills the air, refreshing the heart and mind.

    The bed was put down on the martial arts field in the back garden and placed in the center. The four of them bowed and quietly retreated.

    In normal times, Song Mengjun would have looked at them carefully, but at this time, he was so worried that he couldn't care about it, and his cold eyes were rolling on Xiao Yuesheng.

    Xiao Yuesheng looked relaxed, took out a jade pendant from his arms, flicked it, and the edge fell to the ground like a feather.

    He stood in the same place, took out another jade pendant from his arms, gently threw it up, and landed slowly on the ground.

    In the blink of an eye, he took out a total of eighteen jade pendants from his arms.

    "What are you doing, Mr. Xiao?" Song Mengjun asked Jiang Nanyun.

    Jiang Nanyun stared at Master closely, not missing every move, and whispered: "Master is setting up a formation."

    "Array?!" Song Mengjun raised her brows and nodded suddenly. She almost forgot that Xiao Yihan was the best array master in the world.

    She was a little confused: "Why did Mr. Xiao arrange the formation?"

    Jiang Nanyun stared over there and said casually: "It should be to assist him in his martial arts. Alas it seems that the master's injury is very serious!"

    Before Song Mengjun could ask questions, she said: "If it were normal, there would be no need to do this to save Sister Su, just cast a spell! Back then, Young Hero Huashan Linghu's injuries were more severe than Sister Su's, and he saved her easily."

    Song Mengjun nodded, suddenly understanding, no wonder the Huashan Sect and Guanyun Villa are so close, but they have this connection.

    Jiangnan Yunyue said, the gloom in his heart became heavier and his slender eyebrows were furrowed.

    Soon, Xiao Yuesheng clapped his hands and came to the two of them.

    Eighteen jade pendants are scattered around a bed, with different orientations, and no regularity can be seen.

    The sun is shining brightly in the sky, and the jade pendant exudes a warm luster, as if clear water is flowing in it, and the aura is overflowing.

    "Master, can I help you?!" Jiang Nanyun whispered, looking at the jade pendant, as if he wanted to see the mystery in it.

    Xiao Yuesheng glanced at her sideways and smiled softly: "Nvxia Jiang, this three-legged cat, please save your martial arts skills!"

    Jiang Nanyun suddenly pouted her red lips, frowned slightly, her bright eyes were looking forward to him, and she looked at him with hatred. When she got the chance, her master would ridicule her for her low martial arts skills, which really made people angry!

    "Mr. Xiao, is it okay?" Song Mengjun came closer and asked in a low voice, staring at him with cold eyes, showing a trace of concern.

    Xiao Yuesheng shook his head, stroked his mustache with his right hand, and said with a slight smile: "Relax,you guys can get out, so as not to get hurt."

    "Then Master, you have to be careful" Jiang Nanyun asked worriedly. Her eyebrows were furrowed and her eyes were glued to him. There was always an ominous feeling in her heart, and her heart was beating hard.

    Xiao Yuesheng waved his hands impatiently and asked them to leave. He turned around, slapped his palms together, and then pushed them out violently.

    The flowers around the martial arts field are lying down, and when they stand up, they are like a strong wind blowing.

    Eighteen jade pendants slowly lit up, as if eighteen candles were lit. The warm luster gradually became fuller and brighter, until it shone brightly.

    " Xiao Yuesheng walked calmly and slowly stepped next to the bed. The eighteen jade pendants all lit up, like human eyes.

    Jiang Nanyun and Song Mengjun were not far away. They came to Nanyu Pavilion, opened the window, and watched from the top of the house.

    Looking down from a high place, eighteen jade pendants flashed at the same time, and a mysterious aura suddenly hit his face. Song Mengjun's heart was pounding and he gushed out.There was an electric current in his body, and he stared at it unblinkingly.

    Xiao Yuesheng lightly slapped his palm on the bed, but there was no movement.

    A gust of wind happened to blow, slowly refreshing, and cracks suddenly appeared in the bed. In the blink of an eye, it turned into fly ash and flew away with the wind.

    Song Mengjun's heart was beating hard and his cheeks were as red as drunkenness. He thought in his heart that with just this palm, Mr. Xiao's martial arts was unfathomable and he would never be able to reach such a level.

    Su Qingqing and He Xueqing were lying flat on their backs. Although the bed disappeared, they remained motionless, as if they were lying on an invisible bed.

    Xiao Yuesheng took a slow breath, the sound was not loud, but it could be heard within a few miles, like smoke condensing and not dissipating.

    With a breath, he stepped out, walking around the two women, slowly, as if he were facing an abyss, and as light as walking on a thin layer of ice.

    When walking, make various mudras with both hands, matching each step, one mudra for each step.

    Song Mengjun stood on the Nanyu Pavilion, across the small lake, high up, and could feel that with every step he took, his whole body's energy and energy changed, sometimes as fierce as an axe, sometimes as calm as a mountain, sometimes as gentle as a mountain.  spring breeze.

    She also noticed that with every step Xiao Yuesheng took, the eighteen jade pendants flashed, and their warm luster changed, either brightly or darkly, in line with the changes in his steps.

    He walked around the two women, making a mudra step by step and making no other movements.

    Although the pace was slow and it took six circles, it didn¡¯t take much effort.

    On the seventh lap, traces of purple air slowly floated out from his head, like threads, condensing but not dispersing, as if purple hairs were floating in the air without falling.

    When he reached the twelfth circle, the traces of purple energy were already very strong, as if a ball of hemp was entangled together and condensed into a ball, like substance, hanging directly above his head Baihui, like a purple dragon ball.  .

    The sun shines on the purple bead, and all the light is absorbed by it without any dissipation. From a distance, it looks like it has turned into a black bead.

    Seeing such a strange sight, Song Mengjun's body trembled slightly, and he could not suppress his excitement, as if electric currents were flowing through his body.

    On the thirteenth lap, Xiao Yuesheng put his hands together and took away his fingerprints. His parallel fingers were like swords, and each of them pointed at a woman, with his left hand pointing at He Xueqing and his right hand at Su Qingqing.

    Taking one step forward, more than a dozen fingers were already pointing, and taking another step forward, another dozen fingers were pressed, and the shadows of the fingers covered the two women.

    He was very quick with his movements, but he seemed to be taking it calmly and without any sense of haste.

    Every time he pointed out, the momentum was different, some were fierce and fierce, some were gentle and silent, some were relaxed and generous, some were as fast as ghosts. Song Mengjun opened his bright eyes wide and was intoxicated, unable to extricate himself.

    "This is the Guiyuan Finger" Jiang Nanyun murmured, his eyebrows furrowed, and there was a shallow vertical mark between his eyebrows.

    As for the Guiyuan Finger, although it was difficult for her to use the Guiyuan Finger because her internal strength was not deep, she had already learned the fingering technique. Now her internal strength was improving rapidly, and after a while, she felt that she would be able to use it.

    It is conceivable that the Guiyuan Finger has requirements for internal strength. He can conclude that, except Master, there is probably no one else in the world who can use the Guiyuan Finger.

    Although Master Fang Zheng of Shaolin practices the Yi Jin Jing and has extremely deep internal strength, if he wants to use the Guiyuan Finger, he is probably still lagging behind.

    "Guiyuan finger?" Song Mengjun looked around six directions and heard in all directions. When he heard the words, he turned around and asked quickly.

    After saying this, she quickly turned her head and stared at Xiao Yuesheng. Every finger seemed to carry inexplicable power, making her heart move with it, either violently or soothingly. She felt all over her body, saying,  It is full of vitality.

    Jiang Nanyun looked at Xiao Yuesheng in the field and said softly: "Guiyuan Finger is an original fingering method created by Master. It is specially used to save people. It consumes a lot of internal energy"

    "Can you learn it?" Song Mengjun asked softly, staring at Xiao Yuesheng with his bright eyes for a moment.

    Jiang Nanyun nodded lightly: "Well, although I can learn it, I can't use it."

    The two of them stopped talking and kept their eyes on the field, for fear of missing every move.

    He walked calmly and at the same speed. In the blink of an eye, he had circled around and returned to his original direction.

    With each finger, the two women would tremble, like an electric shock. After nearly a hundred fingers, their bodies had stretched out. Halfway through, the two women turned over, with their heads down and their backs up. Xiao Yuesheng began to point at the acupuncture points on their backs.

    After completing a circle and falling to the original place, the two women suddenly turned around and resumed their lying position on their backs, lying in the void.

    Xiao Yuesheng's whole body was filled with purple mist, and there was already a light layer of purple mist surrounding him. It was still very light and could not block his eyes.

    Jiang Nanyun bit her lower lip tightly, clenched her jade hands tightly, and was very nervous. Looking at her master, she was already exerting all her strength.?? is rare.

    Normally, it is easy to use the Guiyuan Finger, there is no need for such a large formation, and it is still assisted by the formation. Obviously, the master's injury is not serious.

    Her beautiful dark eyebrows were frowned tightly, the vertical marks were deeper, and she had a frown on her face.

    Xiao Yuesheng stood still, raised his hands, and slowly fell down in front of him. During the falling process, his hands bloomed like petals, and several mudras were completed.

    "Moo!" He lightly stomped his feet and uttered a byte in his mouth. The purple energy rolled along with it, as if it was impacted by his voice.

    The voice was not loud and seemed to come out casually. Jiang Nanyun and Song Mengjun both shuddered and froze, but the blood in their bodies began to roll, like boiling water.

    The blood is boiling, and I feel extremely uncomfortable. The bones all over my body are so numb that they seem to burst at the touch. The scene in front of my eyes is blurred, and my five senses are in chaos. I can't see clearly, hear clearly, or smell clearly.

    "Well!" Xiao Yuesheng stamped his feet again, and the purple energy suddenly converged, like a series of spiritual snakes, divided into two groups, and each got into the bodies of the two women.

    Jiang Nanyun and Song Mengjun's bodies were filled with vitality, and their whole bodies suddenly became clear. Thousands of pores opened at the same time, absorbing the aura of heaven and earth.

    The two of them ignored the wonderful feeling and focused on watching the scene.

    The purple energy slowly penetrated into the bodies of Su Qingqing and He Xueqing, and the eighteen jade pendants shone brightly, like eighteen stars, shining brightly.

    Xiao Yuesheng's body went limp, as if all his energy and energy had been drained away. His face was as pale as a piece of white paper. He collapsed to the ground, forced himself to cross his knees, and sat directly on the green brick floor. He closed his eyes, made secrets with his hands, and seemed to be in meditation.  .

    "Master!" Jiang Nanyun was in a panic, his body swayed, disappeared from where he was, and appeared on the other side of the lake.

    She wanted to rush forward and reach Xiao Yuesheng, but she found that there was a vast expanse of white in front of her, like the endless snow of Tianshan Mountain.

    Stomping his feet hard, Jiang Nanyun knew that this was the beauty of the formation. He could not break into the formation arranged by his master no matter what.

    In another flash, he appeared next to Song Mengjun, staring nervously down.

    The purple energy completely penetrated into the bodies of Su Qingqing and He Xueqing, and the two women's faces returned to rosy, just like normal, stunningly beautiful.

    The two of them were falling slowly, like two feathers. When they were about to fall to the ground, they suddenly moved and stood upright naturally.

    ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????: A flash of purple light in their eyes, like four purple lightnings bursting out, was breathtaking. They turned around and saw Song Mengjun and Jiang Nanyun.

    Even though they were so far away, when Song Mengjun's eyes came into contact with them, he still felt his blood condense and his whole body became stiff, as if he had fallen into a cold cellar.

    Seeing Jiang Nanyun and Song Mengjun, the two girls were happy, and then they found Xiao Yuesheng sitting on the ground.

    They were shocked. Dingqing looked at him and saw that Xiao Yuesheng's face was as pale as paper, and his whole body was filled with cold air, as if he was frozen, without a trace of warmth.

    Su Qingqing was shocked and was about to step forward to investigate. She tightened her arms and turned around to see that it was He Xueqing who was pulling her.

    He Xueqing whispered: "Sister Su, he is doing his kung fu, so don't disturb him!"

    After this obstacle, Su Qingqing stopped. Just now, she was worried and confused, and she lost her sense of direction. Now she understood.

    "Sister Su, are you okay?!" He Xueqing asked.

    Su Qingqing was startled and observed silently. She raised her eyebrows and looked at He Xueqing with a look of surprise on her exquisite face: "Sister He, I have recovered and am better than before!"

    He Xueqing nodded, she was the same way, her inner strength was surging, her whole body was overflowing with energy, she wished she could break the sky with one punch.

    In the past, the internal energy was like a small stream, but now the internal energy is more like a big river, mighty, endless, and endless.

    Such rapid progress was obviously caused by the man sitting on the ground in front of me, and he also saved my life!

    "Let's wait for him." He Xueqing pulled Su Qingqing and sat on the green brick floor.

    Jiang Nanyun stood holding the window, her dark eyebrows gathered together, looking at the two girls with a puzzled expression, looking carefully, there seemed to be something weird.

    Su Qingqing's injury was like a sword piercing her heart. If it hadn't been for the soul-returning pill to hold her breath, her life would have been cut off long ago.

    He Xueqing's internal organs were displaced, her internal energy was exhausted, and her vitality was gone. If it weren't for the secret method to support herself and overdraw her potential, she would have died long ago.

    " If you want to save injuries like these two, you need to borrow the power of heaven and earth to force yourself to absorb vitality, and use the power of thunder to change your muscles, forge your bones, and repair your body.

    She had seen her master rescuing people, with lightning and thunder, and the sound was astonishing, as if the heaven and earth were angry.

    At this time, there was no such momentum. The two womenTo wake up unexpectedly, compared with the previous momentum of saving people, it is really different.

    Is it possible that the master did not dare to use the thunder method because he was too seriously injured to control the power of thunder?  !

    Her thoughts were like lightning, and in the blink of an eye, she had already turned around several times.

    "Poof!" Xiao Yuesheng suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and slowly fell to the sky.

    The two women sat opposite him, and blood mist spurted out fiercely. Under the masks, they stretched out their hands, moved their bodies flatly, and escaped from the blood mist as quickly as an arrow, without a drop of blood on their bodies.

    The speed of the movement was far beyond what I expected. I was surprised and happy in my heart. I looked up and saw Xiao Yuesheng slowly falling on his back.

    "Mr. Xiao!" The two women exclaimed in unison and hurriedly stepped forward to help him.

    Falling in Su Qingqing's arms, Xiao Yuesheng slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were scattered, his face was pale, like a person who was about to freeze to death, his teeth were chattering and rattling.

    Su Qingqing felt as if his whole body was frozen, and a bone-chilling cold air came out of his body and seeped into his bones.

    But seeing Xiao Yuesheng in such a state, she ignored the cold. Her heart felt like being stirred by a long sword, and the pain was severe. Her delicate nose was sore, and tears welled up in her eyes.

    "Sir!" Su Qingqing lowered her head to look at him and called in a low voice, her voice hoarse and repeated over and over again.

    Xiao Yuesheng looked up to the sky, his eyes were gentle, his teeth were trembling, he banged his clappers up and down, making a rattling sound, but he smiled slightly: "Nonoit doesn't matterit doesn't matter!"

    "I'll heal your wounds!" Su Qingqing hurriedly helped him sit up.

    Xiao Yuesheng slowly raised his hand and shook his head.

    "Then what should we do?! Say it quickly, say it quickly!" Su Qingqing screamed, anxious.

    "Sister Su, don't be anxious!" He Xueqing patted her shoulder. She was also anxious, but she suppressed it and didn't show it. She looked much calmer.

    Jiang Nanyun was breathing rapidly, his chest was heaving violently, his hands were stuck in the window frame, his teeth were clenched, and his eyes were as bright as cold lightning, staring at Xiao Yuesheng.

    She secretly swore in her heart that from now on, she would master the magic of formations and never let today's situation happen again!

    Song Mengjun forgot to breathe, her cold jade face turned red, and her eyes were fixed, unblinking.

    "Xiao Yuesheng's teeth were chattering, his face was green and white, he looked like a dead person, without any trace of life, which was extremely scary.

    He pressed his hands on the ground, reluctantly got out of Su Qingqing's arms, and sat down cross-legged again.

    ? Stretching out both hands and pointing in front of him, he whispered to the two women: "Sit down."

    The two women were confused, but did not refute. They stared at him anxiously and hurriedly sat cross-legged in front of him, with their breasts close to his knees, and the faint fragrance came to their faces.

    Xiao Yuesheng slowly raised his hands, his palms facing the two women, with a smile on his lips.

    Su Qingqing and He Xueqing are both very clever. Seeing this, they each stretched out a palm and pressed it against his.

    Suddenly, a bone-chilling chill surged over him, and the zhenqi in his body suddenly surged, automatically resisting the chill.

    The cold energy in Xiao Yuesheng's body was extremely yin-cold. It was definitely not comparable to the ordinary yin-cold internal energy. Even if he didn't use his energy, it was still cold to the bone.

    "You can't use power!" Xiao Yuesheng said.

    The two women wanted to practice their martial arts, but when they heard this, they stopped immediately, opened their eyes, and faced him with their clear eyes, staring at him blankly.

    "Xiao Yuesheng's teeth clattered and rattled, but he still insisted on speaking: "My inner strength is too cold, you need to use a special method, and you must not use the original mental method."

    Then, he chanted softly and said a secret.

    It was related to Xiao Yuesheng's life, so the two girls remembered it carefully. He said it intermittently, and they already remembered it and hurriedly urged him to start.

    Having said these words and this delay, a layer of white frost has formed on his brow and beard, as if he had been standing outside the house all night.

    The face was even more blue and white, with no trace of blood left. It looked like a corpse, and it looked scary.

    Xiao Yuesheng still looked calm, with a smile on his face, and in a weak voice asked the two of them to practice the Heart Art first.

    The two girls hurriedly calmed down, ran the heart trick through their bodies, and nodded vigorously.

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    The true energy in the meridians has changed, becoming mellow and continuous, as warm and moist as fine wine, round and agile, like arms and fingers.

    The two of them immediately knew that this mental technique was an incredible technique, and its power was far beyond the previous mental techniques.

    Xiao Yuesheng¡¯s palms were always pressed against the two of them. He had a slight sense of the situation inside the two of them and nodded: ¡°Let¡¯s get started.¡±

    The mellow inner energy of the two people surged out and flowed into his body.??Transportation, driving the heart secrets just taught, threads and threads of gentle breath, pouring in from Laogong, passing through Quguan, passing through Quze, to Tianchi, turning gently, brewing for a while, slowly  Move to Tanzhong.

    The two points belong to the Jueyin meridian of the hand and the Ren meridian. They span the two meridians. You need to be careful before you can walk over them. Then the warm air will follow the Ren meridian and enter the Dantian.

    "To follow the route like this, the inner strength must be gentle and not sharp, otherwise, there is a risk of conflict at every turn. The inner strength of the two of them is driven by that inner secret, which is just right.

    After a while, with the influx of warm breath, the hoarfrost on Xiao Yuesheng's eyebrows and beard disappeared and turned into water drops, moistening his face.

    After a while, the bluish-white color on his face slowly faded, and the coldness was no longer pressing.

    Xiao Yuesheng slowly removed his palm, opened his eyes, and smiled: "It's done, I'll just heal my wounds slowly."

    "Sir, let's help you!" Su Qingqing said hurriedly.

    " Xiao Yuesheng waved his hands. Although his face was pale, it was no longer blue. He spoke as usual, and his teeth were no longer clenched. He smiled: "You can't help me, so I'll do it myself."

    After saying that, he stood up slowly. Su Qingqing couldn't help but help him. He didn't push it away. He stood up, took two steps, came to a jade pendant, bent down and picked it up.

    The other eighteen jade pendants dimmed immediately, their light disappeared, and they returned to normal. It seemed that they only had sufficient spiritual energy.

    Jiang Nanyun swayed, disappeared on the spot, and appeared next to Xiao Yuesheng.

    "Master!" she shouted angrily.

    She was so angry that she set up a formation to block her, unable to step forward to help him.

    "Help me go back." Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand.

    Jiang Nanyun's anger subsided and he hurriedly stretched out his hand to support him, being careful not to hurt him.

    Feeling the weight on his arms, he glanced at his weak body and his pale face, as if it could be blown away by a gust of wind. Jiang Nanyun's nose felt sore and he couldn't help but want to cry.

    "It's really worthless!" Xiao Yuesheng laughed and scolded, seeing the red eyes of her eyes.

    He turned around and said to the two girls who were staring at him blankly: "Although your injuries are not serious, you should not be careless and be careful."

    "Mr. Xiao" Su Qingqing called softly.

    Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand, turned around, slowly stepped forward, passed through the corridor, and disappeared into the Hanyan Pavilion.

    Su Qingqing and He Xueqing looked at the other seventeen jade pendants. They still didn't understand what happened just now. Suddenly, after waking up, their injuries were healed.

    Song Mengjun silently appeared beside the two of them and told them in a low voice what had just happened.

    For the next month, Xiao Yuesheng remained in seclusion.

    ??Above the West Lake, among the paintings.

    Jiang Nanyun, dressed in a moon-white Luo shirt, was reading a book on the couch. Song Mengjun and He Xueqing were playing each other, and Su Qingqing was playing the piano.

    The sound of the piano is like water in a small river, gurgling down, crisp and moving.

    Jiang Nanyun put down the book, smiled as bright as a flower, and said softly: "Sister Su, your piano music is noisy, but you are restless?"

    Su Qingqing pressed her hands, and the sound of the piano suddenly stopped.

    She sighed, shook her head, and turned around: "Sister Jiang, has Mr. Xiao been released from prison?"

    Jiang Nanyun¡¯s face darkened and he shook his head.

    "Is he really okay?" Su Qingqing stared at her with bright eyes.

    Jiang Nanyun nodded: "Since Master said it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. You don't have to worry about it."

    Su Qingqing sighed softly, shook her head and smiled bitterly: "I don't want to be worried about not being able to come out for so long, but I really can't feel relieved!"

    "Master's divine power is so vast that minor injuries are not a problem!" Jiang Nanyun said with a smile, but her heart was bitter and she was also worried.

    However, this time, no matter what, she no longer dared to disturb him. She could only suppress her anxiety and wait for the master to come out on his own.

    What's even more disgusting is that the master's practice room is equipped with formations. With his own cultivation, even if he concentrates his strength, he can't sense anything.

    "Yes, Mr. Xiao has great magical powers, nothing will happen to him." Song Mengjun also comforted him, but he was also worried in his heart.

    He was originally injured because he was forcibly disturbed from his practice. Later, the effort he put into pulling the two people back from the hell gate, whose lives were in danger, was beyond his imagination.

    In this way, the injuries are added to the injuries, which is naturally more terrible. The situation at that time is frightening to think about it now.

    She recalled the situation when Xiao Yuesheng saved people countless times, and felt that he had injected his inner strength into the bodies of the two girls, which was why he was so weak and seriously injured after his body was completely empty.

    ? ?The inner strength is unfathomable. This time, I am afraid it will be completely gone. Every time I think about it, I feel confused in my heart.

    "Alas I hope Mr. Xiao will be auspicious and nothing will happen to him!" Su Qingqing turned her head and looked at the sky outside, clasping her hands together and praying sincerely.

    At this moment, footsteps sounded, and Xiao He opened the curtain and walked in. Dressed in a lotus-colored robe, fresh and pure, he floated in.

    She bowed, nodded to the girls, and reported to Jiangnan: "Miss, people from the Huashan Sect are here. Madam asked you to go back and receive them."

    "People from Huashan Sect? Who are they here?" Jiang Nanyun frowned and asked softly without moving.

    Xiaohe responded with a crisp voice: "Only three people are here, the new leader of Huashan School, Headmaster Lin, as well as Young Master Linghu and Miss Yue."

    "Do you know what they are here for?" Jiang Nanyun asked.

    Xiaohe Zhen shook her head and said, "I don't know, they are talking with my wife in the living room."

    "Well, I'll go back." Jiang Nanyun nodded and stood up slowly.

    She threw the book on the window below the window, turned around and said: "Sister Song, Sister He, Sister Su, you should go together and meet the new head of the Huashan Sect!"

    "Okay." The three girls agreed. They were in a gloomy mood. Sitting in the painting, they felt that their days were like years. It would be great to watch the excitement.

    Guanyun Villa

    In the hall, Liu Jing was dressed in a snow-white Luo shirt, which was whiter than snow. She was sitting on the main seat and talking to everyone with a smile.

    Lin Pingzhi sat opposite her, while Linghu Chong and Yue Lingshan sat at the bottom.

    Lin Pingzhi was wearing a lavender dress, with a face as beautiful as a jade, and was extremely handsome. He asked softly: "How long has Mr. Xiao been in seclusion?"

    "Alas" Liu Jing sighed, frowned slightly, and shook her head: "Brother has been in seclusion for a whole month!"

    "So long?" Lin Pingzhi thought for a moment, showed a hint of worry, and asked: "Heartguard, has he been in seclusion for such a long time before?"

    Liu Jing shook her head and remained silent.

    When this topic was mentioned, the atmosphere in the hall suddenly became gloomy.

    Linghu Chong also frowned, feeling worried. Yue Lingshan lowered her head, wondering what she was thinking.

    At just this moment, five people from Jiangnan Yun floated in, bringing with them a fragrant breeze.

    After the announcements were made one by one, everyone sat down.

    Song Mengjun's tone was cold, and he said calmly: "Headmaster Lin is in a high position at a young age. He is a promising young man, which is gratifying and respectable."

    Lin Pingzhi clasped his fists and said, "I don't dare. I have little talent and little knowledge. Fortunately, I have the support of my master, so I dare to continue."

    Song Mengjun smiled faintly, without even a trace of a smile: "Headmaster Lin is being polite."

    Having said that, there will be no more words.

    He Xueqing glanced at Lin Pingzhi, but she didn't expect that the leader of the Huashan Sect was so young and so handsome.

    When Yue Lingshan saw so many women, she felt sour in her heart and cursed Xiao Yuesheng bitterly. He was indeed a lustful person with so many beautiful women around him.

    Could it be that they were blind and fell in love with Xiao Yihan?  !

    "Young escort, what's the matter with you coming here?" Jiang Nanyun asked softly with a smile as bright as a flower.

    Lin Pingzhi's face turned red and he turned away, not daring to look at her.

    Seeing him like this, Linghu Chong hurriedly took over the words, looked up to the sky and said with a smile: "Haha, we don't have anything big to do. We are just bored in the mountains. I wanted to come down and take a look, so I came to visit Xiao Yuesheng."

    "I'm sorry to have you worry about me. I'd like to thank you for Master." Jiang Nanyun pursed his lips and smiled, glancing sideways at Lin Pingzhi.

    Regarding his thoughts, Jiangnan Yunqing's Heart Art is so good, how could he not know it? He just pretended not to know and secretly played with him.

    "Oh, I hope nothing happens to Xiao Yuesheng" Linghu Chong sighed softly.

    He knew in his heart that if something happened to Xiao Yuesheng, there would be chaos in the martial arts world. Zuo Lengchan would no longer have anyone to suppress him, and he would definitely press the Five Mountains Sword Sect even tighter. In the end, relying on the evil-fighting sword manual, he would be able to force the Five Mountains Sword Sect even harder.  Oneness.

    By then, no one can suppress him!

    "Hey, Master!" Jiang Nanyun suddenly jumped up, turned around and walked away, disappearing in an instant.

    Everyone looked and saw that Liu Jing had disappeared without knowing when.

    Linghu Chong was astonished. He didn't expect that this delicate and timid Madam Xiao, who always thought her martial arts skills were low, turned out to be a hidden master!

    Song Mengjun and others had already rushed out, out of the hall, turned east, along the gravel path, towards the Moon Gate. After the Moon Gate, there was the backyard, and through the back courtyard, there was the back garden.

    &nbspIn the back garden, in the weak water pavilion, Xiao Yuesheng was sitting at the stone table, holding a white jade cup, gently moving it, and the mellow fragrance overflowed.

    "Master!" Jiang Nanyun suddenly appeared and rushed in front of him.

    Xiao Yuesheng sat steadily and smiled: "Nanyun, long time no see!"

    "Master!" Jiangnan Yunyu's face seemed to be crying and laughing, and she gouged him fiercely.

    Liu Jing also suddenly appeared, holding Xiao Yuesheng's hand tightly, her pretty lips trembled slightly, speechless and choked, she could no longer care about being shy, she had been frightened, and now she burst out together.

    Although she was excited, she could still suppress it and did not cry out. However, her tears fell swiftly and fell to the ground one by one, splattering into pieces.

    "Okay, okay, don't act like a girl and make people laugh." Xiao Yuesheng patted her little hand and said softly.

    ¡°Brother, why have you been in seclusion for so long?!¡± Liu Jing snorted with annoyance.

    Xiao Yuesheng gave a bitter smile and spread his hands: "The injury was too serious, I barely managed to survive, but I finally saved a small life!"

    "Hey, Master, your martial arts?" Jiang Nanyun's expression changed and his bright eyes widened.

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled bitterly and said: "The cycle of heaven brings bad retribution. I always cripple other people's martial arts. This time, it's better. It's my turn."

    "Brother, your martial arts skills are gone?" Liu Jing asked hurriedly.

    Xiao Yuesheng nodded and smiled, his expression was a bit helpless and a bit self-deprecating, as if he was cynical.

    "What should I do?!" Jiangnan Yun's heart sank to the bottom of his heart, and his eyebrows were furrowed.

    "Forget it, if I can save even a small life, it means God has treated me well." Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand and said casually.

    "You all blame me" Jiang Nanyun was so upset that he wanted to slap himself.

    "All cause and effect is due to my own recklessness. If I had waited a little longer, the potency of the soul-returning pill would have lasted for two days. If I called Master at that time, he might have been released from seclusion.

    "Okay, Nanyun, there is a certain destiny, and it won't help if you regret it." Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand and said warmly.

    At this time, the sound of footsteps sounded, and Lin Ping and his party came to the back garden. They saw him sitting in the weak water pavilion from a distance, and they rushed over using Qinggong.

    "I've seen Mr. Xiao!" Lin Pingzhi clasped his fists and bowed deeply.

    Now that he is the head of the Huashan Sect, he cannot let himself go and kowtow regardless.

    Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand to indicate that he didn't need to be polite, and said with a warm smile: "Young escort chief, no, Chief Lin, how are you doing lately?"

    "How are you, kid? Are you okay, escort?" Lin Pingzhi asked with concern.

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled bitterly, nodded to Linghu Chong and the others, shook his head and said: "My life is fine, but now I have lost all my martial arts."

    "Ah¡ª¡ª!" Su Qingqing exclaimed, and He Xueqing also stared at him with her bright eyes wide open.

    "How could?" Su Qingqing murmured to herself, her exquisite jade face suddenly turned gray, and the light gradually disappeared.

    "Mr. Xiao, have you recovered from your internal injuries?" Song Mengjun asked coldly.

    Xiao Yuesheng nodded: "This month, I have been healing."

    Su Qingqing perked up and said hurriedly: "Since it can heal wounds, does it mean that Mr. Xiao, you don't have any internal strength left?"

    Xiao Yuesheng shook his head: "I didn't use internal power, but other means."
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