Sealing Sword Chapter 182: Escape

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When Qu Jin heard the words "Mu Qingshang", the tea cup he held in his hand fell to the ground, and with a soft sound, he smashed to pieces.

The tea splashed on his clothes and shoes, but Qu Jin didn't care about it, and suddenly stood up, his eyes that had always been steady and unbelievable surprise. Patriarch Luo couldn't help himself. He grabbed the collar of the man who came to report with one hand, and asked every word: "You heard it with your own ears, Helian Yuguan Duanqing Dao Chief is called'Mu Qingshang'?!"

The man was overwhelmed by the reaction of the martial arts seniors, and he stammered: "Yes, yes! We were ordered to stay outside and heard He Lianyu loudly accusing Duanqing Daochang from inside, claiming that he was'admiration. "Qing Shang", also called him "Master, Master"..."

His voice is getting smaller and smaller, because the faces of the eight leaders of various factions present have become increasingly ugly.

Hua Xiangrong’s fingers don’t know when to put his sword on the hilt. He looks at Dao Chang Duan Heng who is silent on the other side, and his eyes are slightly cold: "Dao Chang Duan Heng, what can you say about this?"

Duan Heng only hated that he didn't start fast enough, and he didn't stop this terrible mouth in time.

However, he is very old and mature, with just the right amount of anger and ridicule on his face, and coldly said: "He Lianyu's nonsense mouth can make everyone fuss. What can I say? "

He risked his life and death on the sunset cliff and set up a fire oil trap to blow up the mountain road to intercept the alien hunting army. More than half of the troops were killed and injured. Duan Heng himself also injured his hands and feet. At this time, he was sitting in a wheelchair with a sick face, but his body Sitting upright and speaking with internal strength, he abruptly supported Yu Wei, like a basin of cold water suddenly poured on a fire that was about to ignite.

The abbot of Sejian is a monk. When this is not clear, he will not speak rashly. On the contrary, Patriarch Luo is reluctant to say: "Xuansu first, then Duanqing, I asked hundreds of thousands of people in Chanshan. Why did Lian Yu hold on to those of you who are too in the palace?"

Tao Heng replied unceremoniously: "If the people from Huayue Villa take down this demon this time, it will naturally not be my turn to be too high."

"You--"

"The matter has not been cleared up, everyone should hold their minds for the time being, and don't give the unruly people a chance to take advantage of it." Qu Jin pressed down Patriarch Luo, turned his head to look at Taoist Duan Heng, and first raised his hand to compensate. Li, "Master Luo, Patriarch Luo Shicai said that although he was a little impulsive, he was also reasonable. After all, although'Mu Qingshang' has disappeared from the rivers and lakes for more than 30 years, his people and their afterthoughts are still there, like you and me Such a young generation can never fail to remember. The Supreme Palace has always been upright and self-contained, and this time it has contributed a lot to the catastrophe. I believe that the Taoist will not shield the sinners, I am afraid that there is a misunderstanding, or It is better to clarify earlier."

Dao Master Duan Heng listened to these dripping words, seemingly polite, but in fact they were all soft knives densely netting. Seeing that he was just using the Supreme Palace as a clear evasion, he now tied them to the Supreme Palace. At the same time, there are dilemmas both inside and outside.

The people at Samadhi Academy are really old foxes whose minds grow into sunflower plates.

Duan Heng Dao Chang said indifferently: "When Poor Dao entered the mountain gate at the age of eleven, Brother Duan Qing had already listened to the scriptures and Taoism under the seat of the master. He had escaped from the world and practiced for many years. Difficult... What Helianyu said is just to hate his brother for abandoning his internal strength to make him fall short. It is nonsense."

Patriarch Luo is unwilling to ask: "Since he is your brother, why is his face young and inadequate? My Huayue Villa has a lot of exchanges, except for the demon of Helianyu who has practiced "A Thousand Tribulations", and cultivates vitality with blood Delaying aging, I have never heard of any longevity in the world!"

Dao Master Duan Heng's fingers on his knees quietly tightened, his eyebrows drooped to cover the flash of anger, and he sneered: "Brother I learned from my childhood the Supreme Martial Art "Wuji Gong", Love·

The desire to accumulate the five minds has become a big way, not to say that it is not to be old, but to prolong life, why not? If Patriarch Luo is not reconciled, he might as well take the precepts to become a monk and enter my Taoist school. After dozens of years of self-cultivation and self-discipline, he can live a long life! "

Everyone was whispering, Duan Heng's words were simple and clear, but they still had doubts, but Hua Xiangrong suddenly said: "If Duan Qing Daoist and Mu Qingshang have nothing to do, then...why would he hold it? Yunjian?!"

The three words "Mu Qingshang" are rarely known in the world, especially the younger generation, who have almost never heard of this person.

However, the "Broken Cloud Sword" is a sharp blade across the heads of the people of the rivers and lakes.

It's not a rare soldier in a century, but it can be known for a long time because of the person holding this sword.

Mu Qingshang, the master of the Poyun Sword, has white moire satin boots with arrow sleeves, an ancient sword with flowing clouds behind it, and a silver mask on his face. He fought from Guanwai to the Central Plains with one sword and one man, in order to observe the world of martial arts, to prove his own swordsmanship. After more than ten years, he has been defeated by his sword in all corners of the world, but no one has seen his appearance. People know his origins, and he can only judge his age from his voice.

The man and his sword are just as the name suggests, like clouds flowing in moodiness, sometimes gentle and kind, forming good relationships, sometimes cold, sharp and unfavorable.

He can help the strong and the weak to save the wounded, treat friends with sincerity, **** the wretched women and children thousands of miles for the price of a bowl of white water, and seek a response for the prodigal son that no one believes is fair, regardless of high or low origin, or even Make friends with **** loyal and neutral martial artists, and circle several conflicts and murders under one sword and two shoulders. He is one of the best gentlemen and heroes in the martial arts;

He was also cruel and stubborn, indifferent and ruthless to the enemy. Because of the tragic death of a village girl, hundreds of people were killed in the bandit, and he even ignored the polite hypocrites, and even the rushing war posts were abandoned by him. Indifferent and stern, almost magnanimous, as a sword, dedicated to the way, not competing for fame or profit.

Such a person should have been admired by the heroes of the world, rather than the talk of today.

Forty years ago, the people of the Southwestern generation of demons obtained the long-lost "A Thousand Tribulations" secret book. It was a disaster to kill people and get blood for practice. Mu Qingshang was taking his disciples to travel nearby and heard the news. The first one rushed over and cut the sinner under the sword to sacrifice the dead souls, and the secret book fell into his hands.

What was the character of Mu Qingshang. At that time, both good and evil were obvious to all, so he did not pursue the whereabouts of the secret book, only when he would destroy this thing to avoid future troubles, but he did not expect that he wanted nothing else but became addicted to martial arts. The man actually broke the habitual principle and was moved by this magical skill that had been rumored in the arena for many years.

Four years later, the apprentice of Mu Qing merchants disappeared.

Mu Qingshang reappeared two years later. He has already become a slaughter and a sexual enemy because of "A Thousand Tribulations". A sensational massacre was carried out in the South. Those who prevented him in the past, whether they were rivals or former friends, became fierce souls under the sword, until they were covered in white clothes that were dyed red, and the sleeves were full of clouds and blood.

He was once a gentleman on the sword who was praised by the heroes of the world, and a demon under the sword who was punishable by adult humans.

The gentleman should be regarded as the guest of the seat, and the demon should be incompatible with the heaven and the earth.

Shortly after the murder, Mu Yanan, who had also been missing for two years, showed up at the martial arts conference and personally pleaded guilty for his teacher, explaining that Mu Qingshang had gone into trouble in practicing "A Thousand Tribulations" over the past two years, and he did not hesitate to collude with the Southwest Demons. He even had an affair with the Rong Mo State outside Guan, and was evidenced by the Jade Zhang Jinling of the previous dynasty. Once his identity originated, he might be investigated by the court, and he would even be convicted.

People who had been close to him in the past will either draw a clear line to protect themselves, or they will be unwilling to be constrained by the sect, or they will become enemies.

The great families of Baidao in the Central Plains formed an alliance to cooperate with the court to pursue and capture Mu Qing merchants. After nearly half a year, everyone forced him to a dead end at the border between China and the capital. Mu Qingshang jumped off the high cliff of the deep stream, and his life and death are unknown since then.

Some people say he has no bones, and some people say he escaped from the dead.

Mu Yan'an, who was the leader of the younger generation, disappeared after this battle. All the people who chased Mu Qingshang were happy to guard against the man who escaped from death and revenge. Zheng Mao waited until the hero was late, but the person never appeared.

It's not that no one imitates, it's not that no one confuses the audience, but the countless counterfeit goods are piled up together, after all, it is not the person and the sword of Mu Qingshang.

Hua Xiangrong tightened his five fingers: "We have never believed that Mu Qingshang is dead. Later, He Lianyu appeared to prove this."

Sixteen years ago, the lord of the soul burial palace, He Lian Shen, "died from a sudden illness," and the new palace lord He Lian was formally appearing in the eyes of the martial arts two.

White clothes and silver face, long sword and satin boots, gentle as a gentleman when he is not moving, but after turning his face, he is so hot that his relatives do not recognize him. Due to the passage of time, the younger generation of people in the rivers and lakes no longer know the **** past deliberately concealed by the teacher, but their old bones are still fresh in their memory.

"Helianyu rarely shows up in front of people. Even if he does, he rarely stays alive. Therefore, we don't know much about him. Even if we are hesitant, we can't inquire until this time..." Hua Xiang Rong took a deep breath, "He took off the mask. Although I am old, I am still not dazzled. I recognize him as'Mu Yanan' back then."

Duan Heng Dao’s face sank like water, and he squinted his eyes when he heard the words: "What? Just because he killed the'devil' in your eyes by the righteous extermination of the family back then, so you are heartbroken for his current'going astray'? If he thinks that he has become like this now, I blame Mu Qingshang for taking the "A Thousand Tribulations" back then, so the net has opened up? Everyone is so insightful and righteous, it is no wonder that he did not rectify the law on the spot, and infer what's "public trial and conviction" '."

Patriarch Luo coldly snorted, and started shooting the case: "You said we are partial to the Demon of Helian?!"

Duan Heng said indifferently: "Poverty Dao is just incomprehensible. What kind of conclusion has the world's judgment of right and wrong of good and evil now become?"

The smell of gunpowder in the temple is getting stronger and stronger. Seeing the abbot muttered "Amitabha Buddha", saying: "The Buddha said,'Cause and effect cycle, good and evil are rewarded.' There is no denying that Helianyu has done many evils, and the karma he created should also be Retribution is available. As for the reasons for how much of the sufferings, we should all be rewarded with one result, and one cause will return one result. I am not waiting for it today. I just want to find the source of all evils and fundamentally resolve this evil. ."

Qu Jin nodded and said, "Helian’s crimes are inexcusable. No matter if he is Mu Yanan or whoever he committed, the mistakes he committed cannot be evasive. As for whether or not Dao Qing has anything to do with him, I wait for outsiders. All know is limited, and here is how to express your own opinions, it is better to ask Duan Qing Daoist to come and say a clear one. The old view of Duan Qing Daoist is serious and meticulous, and this time he will sacrifice his life for everyone to take the devil himself, regardless of the facts In the end, Samadhi Academy remembers the Daoist Master’s support of righteousness. We can't just rely on Helianyu's words to chill our heart and blood. We must weigh everything again and again, and we must not listen and believe, let alone..."

He paused, and his expression sank: "What's more, when the Mu Qingshang incident happened, the old master was still alive. Although the Sanmei Academy set up a secret bureau to track Mu Qingshang, he had a murderous case on him and behind the scenes. The shady was still skeptical, but unfortunately he didn't say a word from the beginning to the end. Later, he jumped into the deep river and the life and death were unknown. There were few people involved in the case and the clues were cut off. The Sanmai Academy and the court secret agents were unable to investigate, and could only shelve the case until now. It seems that since'Mu Yanan' has become'Helianyu', all the statements he accused Mu Qingshang back then should be reviewed again!"

Everything is not the same, and people do not see the end from the beginning.

There was a lot of discussion, and most of them nodded. Dao Chang Duan Heng's complexion was slightly dark, and he raised his hand to Xuan Ying behind him, saying: "Xuan Ying, you go to the Buddha Pagoda yourself, please come to Yunshuitang by Elder Duanqing."

Xuanying has been holding a suspicious heart from just now, and now she can fall back to her original position. Hearing the words, she hurriedly responded, turned her head and ran out, but she was caught off guard and rushed in from the outside. The person is so hung and not standing still.

That is Hengming.

He didn't care about Xuanying. He knelt on the ground with a staggering foot, making heavy knocks, which made people feel painful, but his face was not painful, but uncontrollable panic and anger.

"No, it's not good! The buddha tower caught fire, and Helianyu ran away!" Hengming looked at everyone in the hall, "the disciples guarding the buddha tower...none of them could escape. Hurry, only to see......"

Luo Jiazhu is impatient, and hurriedly asked: "What did you see?!"

An ominous premonition suddenly surged in Duan Heng's heart.

"I saw... Duan Qing Dao Chang ran out of the Buddha Pagoda with He Lianyu on his back. His sword... was full of blood..." Heng Ming clenched the long stick with ten fingers in both hands, and his eyes were split. "We He stepped forward to intercept the questioning, but he did not know how to say it. The two juniors were pierced by a sword on the spot, and even I was almost killed by him!"

Dao Chief Duan Heng's straight back, collapsed at this moment.

The heart under the ribs was beating violently as never before, breaking the rhythm scale that Duan balance had been maintaining. The green veins on the back of his hand were fully visible, and the forehead jumped suddenly, which barely calmed his mind. When he raised his head, he found the temple. Most of the people have gone, and they all rushed to the place where the incident took place with their disciples.

"Master, Master--what the **** is going on?" Xuanying is a rare God without a master. He turned to look at Duan Heng, only to find that Dao Chang's face was more ugly than his own.

"Xuanying..." Duanheng clenched her five fingers, "Send someone to go down the mountain quickly to Garan City to inform Xuansu, and you, you go and see what happened?!"

Xuanying woke up like a dream, and followed the crowd like flying.

He was anxious and wanted to arrive in one step. However, this step is far away, and the middle man is a sea of ​​people mixed with various chaotic situations. This one shouts loudly, and the other yells loudly, telling Xuanying that he can't find anything for a while North and South, let alone know where to go.

When Xuanying finally saw Duanqing, it was an hour later.

He followed the crowd from the top of the mountain to the side of the mountain, all sweaty and embarrassed, but the person was worse than Xuanying at the moment.

Duanqing was surrounded by monks and various factions in the middle of the woodland. The white hair that was usually neatly bundled and draped on his shoulders was not only covered with fine leaves and dust, but also stained with splashes. Blood stains, and holding the ancient sword engraved with flowing clouds in his hand, his fingers were pale as before, and the blade was stained with blood.

He lowered his head, Xuanying couldn't see Duan Qing's face at this time, but noticed the burnt marks on the sleeves of her long robe, as if she had just walked away from the fire.

Xuanying's heart was cold for a while, and her voice trembled: "Duan, Uncle Duanqing..."

Duan Qing raised her head, without a trace of expression on her face. There was blood on her forehead running down her right eye and face. The vermilion fell into the neckline. However, those eyes were as if they were stained with blood, and there appeared a line on the edge of the pupils The circle is palpitating red.

The rest of Xuanying's words were stuck in her throat, and she couldn't say a word.

On the contrary, it was the other people who were waiting for the first reaction. I don't know who shouted, "Here is the traitor to save Helianyu." It was like cold water poured into a boiling oil pan, suddenly boiling over.

Patriarch Luo was suppressed by Qu Jin, and swallowed the three words "Mu Qingshang" abruptly, and said angrily: "Duanqing! I was so trusting in you, you even hacked the Soul Burial Palace to save He Lianyu this big demon, where is he now? Hand it over!"

"You caught people and you let them go. Are you fooling me and waiting or have other plans?!"

"From the very beginning, I felt that there was a ghost in him. Back then, the host had been walking in the rivers and lakes for so many years. We had never heard of anything clear?! Seeing him with white hair, there must be a demon if something goes wrong!"

"He also killed many fellow guards of the tower! Hundreds of people, a big fire, just, just disappear!"

"Look at his blood, how many people were killed?!"

"Inside thief! Traitor! Take him down, don't tolerate it!"

"What the **** is going on?!"

"Don't get excited, please ask before you speak! Master, what happened on earth?!"

"..."

They shouted one after another, Duan Qing just used a pair of eyes to see in the crowd, scratching everyone's face as it was, and then crossing them and landing on the blocked road down the mountain.

The long wind at the intersection has not stopped, and there are yellow leaves on the horizontal branches that are shaking. With clear eyes, you can clearly see the blood on the leaves.

...I have passed since then, and soon after I left, there is still time.

Someone asked Lianzhu and couldn’t respond. Anxiously, he raised his hand and cleared his shoulders and arms, but unexpectedly rushed to the air—the white-haired Taoist was like a ghost shadow, rubbing his shoulders with a **** smell. But then, he plunged into the crowd in a blink of an eye, the long sword swept away and blocked the four-sided attack, the sword body shook and opened its fists, and it was about to leave the encirclement!

"Don't let him go!"

Thinking of the fellow junior who died under the sword of this person in front of him, Hengming yelled angrily and then swept away with the long stick, taking his head straight away. Xuanying didn't have time to think about it. She leaped over someone else's shoulder and plunged into the battle. His sword blocked Hengyuan's sword before he could let it go, and the tiger's mouth shattered with strength. He had no time to take a look, so he could only look back. Anxiously said: "Uncle Master! What happened, please tell me!"

Duan Qing didn't look back. He was like a walking dead without his soul. His eyes only looked at the road ahead, and the tip of his sword only pointed forward. Fortunately, there was still a fine line of action, and he did not cause irreparable damage.

However, if you continue to worry, it may not be so.

Xuanying was anxious, but a strong force from the sword shook him back. Hengming shook his sword away with a stick, his eyes were red and furious: "Does the Supreme Palace want to protect the murderer?!"

Behind Xuanying is Duanqing. Facing the crowd around him, he dared not retreat a step. He hurriedly said: "Brother Hengming, there are many people who stay behind at the Pagoda Tower. I am a disciple of the Supreme Palace. Shang Gong and you all feel that the five are burned, but the matter has not been understood, you can't rush to make a big disaster!"

"I saw him take Helianyu out of the Pagoda! It was I who saw him run away after killing my junior brother! Could I lie to you?!"

"Senior brother calms down his anger, the five colors are confusing, and the five sounds are confused. I am afraid there is still a misunderstanding!"

With a sharp sound, Hengming slammed the stick, his fingers loosened and tight, and he said in hatred: "Okay, then you would ask him personally, what is the misunderstanding?!"

Xuanying turned around and knelt down, grabbing Duanqing's sleeves, and said: "Uncle Master! What happened in the Buddha Pagoda? Where is Helianyu now? If you don't say anything, Master Nephew doesn't know what to do. How can it be done! Say something soon!"

Duan Qing finally moved.

Xuanying didn't breathe a sigh of relief, an ice-cold sword edge swept across his face, cutting out a line of light red, and submerging into the dantian of the person behind him, a sword pierced through, and a **** sword tip leaked from behind.

It was a man dressed in the costume of a disciple of Huayue Villa. When Xuanying was talking, he followed the chaotic crowd to the front. Before the sword in his hand was out of the sheath, it was impossible for people to move.

"Peng Hua!" Seeing the disciple's death, Patriarch Luo was furious, and twelve fine iron blades protruded from the fan bone, like a formidable ghost claw that fell toward Duanqing!

Duan Qing killed someone, but the slightest wave in her eyes was still missing. Hua Xiangrong watched behind her, and a horrible chill rushed into her back. The nightmare more than 30 years ago seemed to repeat itself, when she was young and arranged by her elders. At the end of the team, it is still fearful for the indifferent and fierce figure.

He is Mu Qingshang, there is nothing wrong.

At this moment, Hua Xiangrong finally decided that there might be people in the world who got the Poyun Sword by chance, maybe some people carefully imitate the fake and it is difficult to distinguish, and even some people have learned the martial arts swordsmanship, but no one can become the second one. Mu Qingshang.

Whether he is hero or fierce, he is unparalleled in the world.

Patriarch Luo's fan was supposed to be clear, but although he opened the folding fan with a sword, blood spilled from the corner of his lips. Seeing the opportunity, Hengming immediately formed an eight-sided stick formation with the seven monks, sweeping, beating, pressing, pausing, gridding, picking, defending, and striking. The eight stick figures were connected without gaps, and they were forced to clear from all sides.

Besides the stick formation, there are people who are good at concealed weapons with a burst of fingers, migratory locust stones, lancets, butterfly darts, sleeve arrows... the surrounding people dodge, lest they be accidentally injured by these hidden weapons. .

The dark red eyes narrowed slightly.

The next moment, the broken wood splashed everywhere, and the eight long sticks were broken into sixteen pieces, but in everyone's eyes only Duanqing saw a sword!

The sword was still cast off, and it pierced Hengming's eyebrows directly in front of him, but at this critical juncture, the tip of the sword pierced the epidermis, and a drop of blood leaked out.

Duan Qing’s movements were suddenly lagging for a moment. He suddenly turned around and turned his hand back. The sword edge swept across the area with the clanking hidden weapon. Only a sleeve arrow with a triangular barb hooked the sword, with the end attached to it. A thin rope, its owner pulled hard from behind, causing the blade to shift by half a minute, and the next moment it was reversed and cut off.

However, this moment of lag is enough.

Patriarch Luo's fan fell on Duan Qing's back as he wished, and the white-haired long lips suddenly saw red, but he bent his elbow and hit his big hole in the chest. The whole body's zhenqi suddenly stagnated, and Patriarch Luo's face turned pale and hurriedly backed away, only to find that the other people did not take the opportunity to get forward, but instead took two steps back.

Duan Qing turned around, he was holding a long sword in his right hand, but there was a ten-year-old child under his left.

No one knows when Xie Li came, and when did he arrive behind Duan Qing, the young boy was holding a knife in his hand, his shoulders were pressed by Duan Qing in horror, and he dared not move.

The dense hidden weapons of Shicai were intertwined into a net. If Duan Qing didn't turn around, many of them would fall on the Master Xie Shao who appeared rashly in the battle.

But he escaped the hidden weapon, but fell into Duan Qing's hands. Can he really please him right now?

Hengming said angrily: "Duan Qing Dao leader, if you still remember that you are a man in the door, let go of Master Xie Shao!"

Hua Xiangrong took a clear look with a complicated expression, and was about to say something, but Xie Li suddenly cried, interrupting everyone's cursiveness.

This young boy has always been well-behaved and doesn't like to cry very much. However, the child is a child after all. At this moment, he is held by the **** Duanqing. He can no longer suppress the look of fear, looking in a hurry. Qu Jin and Se Jian, the abbot who came, cried. Although they didn't say a word, they were more dilemma than howling.

They hesitated, Duan Qing didn't hesitate anymore, grabbed Xie Li and rushed out of the battle circle, through the wind and forest, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"Hurry up!"

"Save people!"

"Don't let him go!"

"..."

Everyone was awakened. Some people wanted to release an arrow but were afraid of Xie Li. Although "the overall situation is the most important" is a useful name, "wrong care of women and children" is a shame that cannot be washed away in a lifetime. Depressed, Xie Wuyi and Yu Wei are still there, and Xie's family are still there. If Xie Li's accident was caused by them, no one would dare to bear the blame alone.

The abbot Sejian looked at Duanqing’s departure and sighed, chanting "Amitabha Buddha", but he blocked the crowd and said, "Let him go, Helianyu has left the mountain and is now chasing after him. There is no remedy, it is better to see the Buddha Pagoda first, there may be clues."