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Volume 5: The Eight Parts of Tianlong Chapter 27: Creative Moves

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    Chapter 27 Creative Recruitment

    Xiao Yuesheng absorbed all the internal energy of Yun Zhonghe, plus the Shennong Gang and some of the South China Sea Crocodile God's internal energy. His internal energy was so tyrannical that it was unparalleled in the world.

    As soon as he made a move with his sword, light rained down across the sky, and like mercury pouring down the ground, it was everywhere.

    Duan Yanqing leaned on the ground with one crook. Although his legs were disabled, he was more flexible than ordinary people. He swung the other crook and was only able to parry. However, the door was tightly guarded and he was able to block Xiao Yuesheng's mad attack.

    ? There are waves of internal power coming from the sword. The stronger his skill, the stronger the power absorbed by the Beiming Divine Art. Originally it was just a wisp, but now it is like water in a stream, gurgling.

    He found that this inner strength was extremely pure and superior to that of Duan Zhengchun. He found it strange that the inner strength of the two was similar.

    He suddenly remembered that this Duan Yanqing and that Duan Zhengchun both had the same surname and had the same mentality. It was obvious that they must have a great connection.

    Thinking of this, Xiao Yuesheng became curious. I don¡¯t know what the secret is. There must be a twists and turns in the story.

    Part of his mind was in random thoughts, but the other part of his mind was still in the middle of the fight. The sword light was like rain, brilliant and dazzling, forcing Duan Yanqing to go to the backyard.

    Zhong Ling was on the sidelines applauding vigorously and cheering vigorously, feeling very happy.

    Mu Wanqing's face was covered by black gauze, revealing only a pair of bright eyes. Under the moonlight, they were as clear as water.

    Xiao Yuesheng suddenly moved, wondering if Duan Yanqing could also point his finger.

    Duan of Dali has been famous for his one-yang finger for a long time. He only knows that it is an amazing fingering technique, but he doesn¡¯t know what the magic is. I am just curious.

    ¡°Chi¡ª¡± a light whistle suddenly sounded, breaking through the air.

    It seemed like a short arrow was coming, but what he saw was nothing. Xiao Yuesheng couldn't help but was startled. He spun his feet and subconsciously took a small step.

    He suddenly felt something strange and turned slightly, as if the tip of a sword had scratched his ribs. If he hadn't been intuitive, he wouldn't have been able to escape this blow.

    "Ah!" Suddenly there was a scream, and Xiao Yuesheng knew it was Zhong Ling as soon as he heard it. He stepped in front of her, supported her, and hurriedly investigated.

    Zhong Lingxiu¡¯s face turned red and she hurriedly said: ¡°Brother, it¡¯s okay!¡±

    Xiao Yuesheng shook his head, knowing that the injury was in a sensitive place of his daughter's house, so he could only ask in a low voice: "Check to see if the injury is serious!"

    Zhong Ling shook his head and said: "It's not serious, it's not serious Brother, please stop looking at it, it's so embarrassing!"

    Xiao Yuesheng could only retract his gaze, shake his head and smile, knowing that she was indeed fine.

    This Zhong Ling looks petite and exquisite, but her breasts are proud. She didn't pay attention because she was wearing clothes before. At this time, she pressed her hands and suddenly showed her proud posture.

    Xiao Yuesheng turned around and saw that Duan Yanqing, the guest in blue robe, was nowhere to be seen. He had ignored him just now and felt regretful when he saw him running away.

    The blow just now must have been the Yang finger of the Duan family. It was indeed magical and could hurt people invisible. It would be best if it was used for plotting.

    Because of Duan Yu, I can't covet the Duan family's Yiyangzhi, but if I get it from Duan Yanqing, it's different. It not only protects my friend's favor, but also satisfies my curiosity.

    Furthermore, he is even more itchy about the Six Meridians Divine Sword. The best swordsmanship in the world, how can he, a swordsman, not be tempted by it.

    "Brother, why did Yanqing come here to die?" Zhong Ling rubbed his high chest and hummed with a sad face and wrinkled nose.

    Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and looked away to avoid losing his composure.

    Since I came to this world, there has been no woman for a long time. This body is extremely healthy. Sometimes the desire is surging in the body and it is difficult to suppress it.

    "If a man has never touched a woman, his lust will be strong, but it will be difficult to control it. But if he has touched a woman and tasted the taste of flesh, it will be like water bursting from a dam, and it will be difficult to control it.

    He secretly cursed Zhong Ling, a little devil, and turned around and said: "These four evil people gathered in Dali to deal with the Duan family. Among the three of us, the only one who has anything to do with the Duan family is Miss Mu, and Duan Yanqing is the only one."  It¡¯s almost like taking away Miss Mu.¡±

    "Well, brother is right!" Zhong Ling nodded quickly, let go of his hand, covered it again, and said coquettishly: "Ah, this evil thief tore my clothes!"

    Xiao Yuesheng took a glance and saw a round hole in her chest, the size of a finger, as neat as a small hole specially cut out.

    He turned his head, deliberately not looking, to avoid embarrassment.

    Mu Wanqing shook her head, took out a silk handkerchief from her sleeve and threw it to her. Zhong Ling happily took it and covered it on the small hole. She turned her bright eyes and reached out to pull out a handful of pine needles from the nearby pine branch and pinned them one by one to her clothes.  , fix the silk handkerchief.

    Xiao Yuesheng secretly praised Zhong Ling!

    He smiled and said: "Let's go!"

    "Brother, are you going to my house?" Zhong Ling lowered his head and glared.I still feel a little worried about my chest, for fear that the silk handkerchief will be blown away accidentally.

    Xiao Yuesheng shook his head: "Go back to Jianhu Palace first. You go there to play for a while. I'll go to your house to see if I can rescue Brother Duan."

    "Brother, I want to go too!" Zhong Ling said hurriedly.

    Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and said with a smile: "No, I want to sneak over and take you with me, but I can't take Brother Duan with me."

    Zhong Ling's bright eyes turned, glanced at Mu Wanqing, and winked at her.

    Mu Wanqing pretended not to see it and remained silent. Her black and white eyes were as cold as cold springs and she just glanced at Xiao Yuesheng.

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled and said: "You have also been to my Sword Lake Palace. It is a picturesque place. You can enjoy it for two days and I will go back soon."

    Zhong Ling rolled his eyes, but still refused to give up. He thought about it and said with a smile: "But brother, if you don't know the road in the valley, how can you save Brother Duan?"

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled: "Don't worry about it, I have my own idea!"

    "Humph¡ª¡ª!" Zhong Ling snorted, turned her head and ignored him.

    Xiao Yuesheng laughed, shouted, and galloped. In the night, the sound of hoofbeats broke the silence of the night.

    They galloped on horseback, traveling very fast at night. There were no pedestrians to delay them, and there was no obstruction from the scorching sun. They could gallop as much as they wanted.

    "The three horses are all steeds, and Mu Wanqing's Black Rose is an even better steed. They kept pace with the two horses without any effort at all, and they didn't even break a sweat.

    They find a shady place to sleep during the day and rush on the road at night. Fortunately, the weather is good, the moon is bright at night, and the moonlight is like water. With their skills, they can see the road clearly. Although the horses cannot see clearly, they only need to follow their instructions.

    Along the way, Zhong Ling and Mu Wanqing chatted and chatted very lively, but Xiao Yuesheng was unusually silent, often without saying a word.

    He was not in a daze, but was sitting on the horse meditating on his moves.

    Having a photographic memory, all the moves can be remembered as long as they are seen once. They are imprinted in the mind and can be pulled out at any time to replay the scene at that time.

    Through these few fights with Yun Zhonghe and Duan Yanqing, he discovered his own shortcomings, especially his sword skills.

    ??????????????????????????????????????Today, his internal strength is profound and unparalleled, which is rare in this world. His sword skills are like a river, and his momentum is overwhelming, but when it comes to subtlety, it is far from it.

    In these few fights, he always used force to overwhelm others. With his deep inner strength, he could draw his sword extremely fast, and the sword light rained down like rain, leaving the opponent unable to resist.

    Such a powerful swordsmanship will naturally be extremely powerful when it comes to people with ordinary moves. A few moves will be enough to overwhelm people.

    ?????????????????????????????????? But when faced with an enemy with exquisite moves and an opponent with extraordinary physical skills, it has little effect.

    Although his internal strength was better than Duan Yanqing's, he could not defeat him. Duan Yanqing's moves were so majestic and rigorous that even though the sword was shining like rain, he still could not break through.

    "If it weren't for my amazing intuition, I would have hit the Yiyang Finger just by relying on my immeasurable sword skills.

    Zhong Ling is far away, so when a Yang finger hits her, it is a powerful crossbow that cannot penetrate the silk. If it hits herself, it may not be that simple.

    If he were to restrain him, how could he survive with his evil reputation?  The fate of Zhong Ling and Mu Wanqing is even more terrifying to think about.

    All these things, when he was sitting on the horse and meditating, flashes of lightning passed through his mind, and he couldn't help but be secretly shocked, and he had the idea of ????change.

    My own swordsmanship is still far behind. It is impossible to overwhelm others with force. It is extremely powerful against weak people, especially those who are not afraid of siege.

    But if you are dealing with a strong opponent, especially one with exquisite moves, it is a bit inferior and not enough to defeat the enemy.

    He then thought of a new trick.

    Along the way, he moved his arms from time to time, pulled out his sword, thrust it out into the air, then retracted it, thrust it out again, and retracted it again, with slow movements.

    Zhong Ling and Mu Wanqing were talking, and they saw him sitting on the horse, looking in a trance, as if he was in a dream, so he didn't bother him, just chatting and laughing in a low voice.

    Last time, Zhong Ling saw that he looked a little strange, so she called him loudly to wake Xiao Yuesheng out of his thoughts. As a result, Xiao Yuesheng complained a lot, and he became sullen and refused to look good on her.

    Zhong Ling realized that he had disturbed him, so he had to apologize with his lips pouted, but Xiao Yuesheng felt a little guilty and felt that he had lost his grace.

    However, I find Zhong Ling even more adorable.

    "If it were Mu Wanqing, she would be angry if she was reprimanded. She would be tough-talking and tyrannical even if she knew she was wrong. She would never have to apologize despite being wronged.

    "Sister Mu, brother, what on earth is he doing? Is he praying for rain?" Zhong Ling laughed softly and glanced at Xiao Yuesheng.

    Mu Wanqing also glanced at??He shook his head lightly: "It's inexplicable. What should he do?"

    "Brother, it's really strange to be like this!" Zhong Ling pursed his lips and chuckled. He glanced at Xiao Yuesheng and laughed again. He couldn't help it.

    ¡°He¡¯s practicing, don¡¯t pay attention to him!¡± Mu Wanqing glanced at Zhong Ling.

    Zhong Lingming¡¯s eyes widened: ¡°Practice?!¡±

    ¡°Well, I guess I¡¯m figuring out the moves myself, and it¡¯ll be fine after a while.¡± Mu Wanqing nodded, with an indifferent expression.

    Although she has a cold temperament, she has been influenced by Zhong Ling for a long time.

    Since childhood, I have lived alone in the mountains with my mother. I have never had a partner or friends, and I don¡¯t know how to get along with others.

    Zhong Ling is innocent and lively, without any scheming, and doesn't care about her sarcastic remarks. He just pulls her and starts chattering and laughing, which slowly infects her.

    Now, although she still has a bad opinion of Xiao Yuesheng, her view of Zhong Ling has greatly changed.

    Zhong Ling has been staying in the valley since she was a child and has no playmates. Seeing that Mu Wanqing is close in age, she feels close to him. All the words she has been holding back all these years come out and she chatters non-stop.

    Zhong Ling shook his head, confused: "Brother Xiao is already powerful enough, what kind of martial arts do you have to learn?!"

    ¡°Humph!¡± Mu Wanqing sneered, showing disdain.

    Zhong Ling secretly stuck out his tongue and said hurriedly: "Sister Mu, my eldest brother has great martial arts, but you can't kill him. What should I do?"

    "I will definitely kill him!" Mu Wan said coldly, biting her jade teeth.

    Zhong Ling smiled and said: "But what if I can't kill him?"

    "If you can't kill me, then commit suicide!" Mu Wanqing said coldly, glanced at Zhong Ling, and snorted: "Why are you laughing?!"

    Zhong Ling covered her mouth and laughed, then hurriedly silenced her voice. She turned to look at Xiao Yuesheng and saw that he was still absent-minded, frowning and thinking hard, waving the long sword in his hand and making gestures from time to time.

    She whispered: "Sister Mu, I have a good idea!"

    ¡°What¡¯s the idea?!¡± Mu Wanqing perked up and said hurriedly.

    At just the right time, the little Diao emerged from Zhong Ling¡¯s waist and climbed onto her shoulder. Its bright little eyes kept turning, looking very intelligent.

    Zhong Ling stroked the little Diao and said with a smile: "Since I can't kill my eldest brother, why not marry him? It can be regarded as obeying the oath!"

    Mu Wanqing frowned and glanced at her: "Nonsense!"

    After saying that, with a shake of the reins, Black Rose jumped out with a swish, pulled away, and hurried forward.

    "Sister Mu, wait for me!" Zhong Ling shouted hurriedly, tapping the horse's belly with his heel. The horse neighed lightly and jumped out, chasing after Mu Wanqing.

    Not to be outdone, Xiao Yuesheng's horse neighed lightly and without waiting for Xiao Yuesheng's urging, it already spread its hooves and galloped to catch up with its companion.

    Hundreds of miles away, amidst the chatter and laughter of Zhong Ling and Mu Wanqing, it passed by without even realizing it. For Xiao Yuesheng, it only lasted a moment.

    He was completely immersed in his own world, ignoring external objects. All his mind was concentrated, thinking, and changing his sword skills.

    In the end, his swordsmanship changed and he created another move.

    This sword technique is simplified from complexity to simplicity. It looks simple and has no power, just a common thrust.

    In the evening of this day, Xiao Yuesheng and the other three came to Wuliang Mountain.

    Wuliang Mountain has beautiful scenery, quiet and pleasant scenery, and the mountains and rivers are quiet. It is really a wonderful place. As the sun sets, the tired birds return to the forest, and the whole Wuliang Mountain is very quiet.

    Three people and three horses slowly came to Jianhu Palace. Someone saw them from a distance and shouted: "The master is back! The master is back!"

    Suddenly, there were more than a dozen people standing at the entrance of Jianhu Palace, standing tall in the night wind, dressed in ragged clothes, motionless.

    Xiao Yuesheng slowly approached. Zhong Ling and Mu Wanqing both took a step back and followed him, slowly approaching.

    "Welcome the leader back to the palace!" A loud shout suddenly rang out, and fifteen people bowed and clasped their fists at the same time, their momentum like a rainbow.

    There was an old man sitting on a chair. He was wearing a Taoist robe and had a gaunt appearance. He was Xiao Yuesheng's uncle Rong Ziju.

    "Welcome the master back to the palaceWelcome the master back to the palaceWelcome the master back to the palace" The echoes in the valley continued for a long time.

    Zhong Ling and Mu Wanqing were startled, their bodies tensed up, and they hurriedly pressed the sword. It was a completely subconscious reaction, and then they released it.

    Xiao Yuesheng¡¯s expression was calm, he gently nodded his head, showed a smile, cupped his fists and said to Rong Zijue: ¡°Master uncle, why do you need to come out in person?!¡±

    Rong Ziju smiled and said: "How can I not welcome the master when he returns?!Master, please invite the two girls in quickly!"

      Xiao Yuesheng smiled and shook his head, waving his hands. The fifteen people retreated solemnly, leaving two to guard the door. Zhong Ling and Mu Wanqing followed in.

    Entering the hall, Xiao Yuesheng introduced Zhong Ling and Mu Wanqing to Rong Ziju, and listened to Rong Ziju's report. At this time, the disciples were practicing martial arts hard and nothing happened.

    "Congratulations to the master on your great improvement in skill!" Rong Zijian smiled.

    "That's a little progress!" Xiao Yuesheng chuckled. He sat on a chair, pondered for a moment and said, "I have a good friend who is in danger and needs to be rescued. These two girls will stay in the palace temporarily."

    "Master, is there any danger?" Rong Ziju asked hurriedly.

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled and shook his head, glanced at the two of them, and said: "Sister, Miss Mu, you guys are playing in Wuliang Mountain for now, I'll be back when I go!"

    "Brother, Brother Duan will not suffer any grievances in my family. Then Yue Laosan will accept him as his disciple Or should we wait for Prince Duan and the others to come, and then the eldest brother can go with us, okay?" Zhong Ling advised.  , full of earnestness.

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled and said, "I'll explore the way. If I can't save him, I won't force him. I'll wait for Prince Duan and the others to take action together."

    "Thenbrother, be careful!" Zhong Ling said helplessly and in a low voice.

    Xiao Yuesheng nodded, stood up and said: "Uncle, I will leave right away and take good care of them!"

    Rong Ziju was startled: "Master, are you in such a hurry?"

    "There is no delay, I'm going!" Xiao Yuesheng nodded, and then left. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared into the hall, left the Sword Lake Palace, and rushed towards the Valley of Ten Thousand Tribulations in the twilight.
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