Sealing Sword Chapter 15: Lift Tao

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Three days later, the wind is sunny.

Since the beginning of autumn, it has been rare to see such a good weather. The sun was so warm that Ye Fusheng simply closed his eyes, and sat on the railing with Erlang's legs up, laughing and cheering to thank him with his mouth full of nonsense.

"It's a pity, like this, we still can't return the mountains and rivers to clear the sky. It can be seen that people themselves are the best place to hide dirt."

Xie Li ignored him, rubbing the wooden sword used for martial arts restlessly with one hand, and grasping his chest tightly with the other, and cut out a square outline.

He had known for a long time that today there would be a battle for the survival of Duan Shui Villa, so he could not sleep last night. He got up and went to the backyard to practice knives just after the ugly time. He didn't expect someone earlier than him.

Xie Wuyi was standing in the yard with his robe, talking to Ye Fusheng. When he saw him coming, he went to the kitchen to find food. Ye Fusheng yawned and went to the kitchen to find food. Xie Li beckoned.

At that time, his heart jumped inexplicably, and he ran over nervously. Before half a word came out of his mouth, his body moved first, and he hugged Xie Wuyi's leg and rubbed it, like a timid cat. child.

Xie Wuyi has always been strict with him, especially in the past three years, almost never even smiled. Xie Li couldn't help trembling when he found his head hugged, but instead of waiting for a reprimand, he touched his head with a cool hand.

Xie Wuyi said: "It will be your eleventh birthday in seven days, so...this is for you."

Xie Li raised his head, and a square piece of mutton fat jade pendant hung on his neck. He stretched out his hand and touched it, somewhat happy: "Father, what is this?"

Xie Wuyi gave him a deep look: "...It's nothing, if you don't like it, you can throw it away."

Xie Li opened his mouth. He had never seen anyone say such casual words with such a cherished attitude, but it was his powerful father who did it, so he nodded his head and felt entangled in his heart. In a mess.

The sun is scorching, Ye Fusheng is as blind as he is now, and he can be stabbed to make his eyelids sore when he closes his eyes, so he takes out a black cloth from his sleeve and covers his eyes, attracting the attention of the people around him. , I don’t know who asked him: "This Xiongtai, you are a blind man, why..."

He didn't finish, but Ye Fusheng knows-since you can't see, why do you want to take a place for nothing?

The front-end conference won two games in three rounds. The place where it was held was the Qianlong Pavilion of Broken Water Villa. This place is the north courtyard of Broken Water Villa. It faces the atrium and faces the back mountain. Although it covers a large area, it can only Accommodate hundreds of people.

"My Broken Water Villa is not a shabby pickled place. How can some cats and dogs enter the door at will!"

Xie Da Zhuangzhu’s ridicule that does not distinguish between enemy and me was sent out. The black and white lines who came to watch the game looked ugly as if they were slapped. In the end, most of the people stayed in the long street outside the village and spied through a wall. Among them, only a small number of people entered the villa, and more than half of them were actually people in the Soul Burial Palace.

Qianlong Pavilion is a place where water gathers and surrounds the courtyard. The large courtyard is surrounded by a promenade with overhanging water for people to stand on. The rest are hollowed out to collect water and built into a large pond. The season has passed, and the water is already There are no residual flowers, only a few half-withered lotus leaves linger, and a few plum blossom piles of varying height stand in the middle.

The four sides of the promenade are now clearly separated. The west and south are the Soul Burial Palace headed by Li Feng and Bu Xueyao. The east is where the white road is located. The two sides are the most powerful. Everyone in the lonely Shushui Villa.

The event is rare. Even Xie Chongshan, who had been silent for three years in the small courtyard, was taken out. He was served and dressed up, watching everything around him with wide eyes, but his vocal cords had long been destroyed by dumb medicine. Right now, I was tapped again, and I could only sit in a wheelchair steadily, with a blank expression on his face. In addition to his thin body, he looked like he was still in a trance.

"I haven't seen you in a few years. The owner of Old Xie seems to be a lot more haggard." The speaker was a young man named "Lu Mingyuan", with a gentle and delicate appearance, dressed as a scholar, and holding a white paper fan in his hand. They are all very bully scholars.

However, this scholar is standing at the first place on the east side of the corridor. The other Baidao people are elderly and famous, but no one denounces him for overstepping.

He closed the folding fan and bowed his hands to salute: "He has heard of the famous Duoshui Villa from his teacher since he was a child. Today I saw the two owners of the village, and I feel that the old age has been lost."

With this kind of gnawing way of talking like overturning a jar of vinegar, Ye Fusheng knew that he came from "Sanmai College" only when he heard it.

Samaya Academy, the academy founded by Nan Confucian Ruan Qingxing, has been around for sixty years. Although most of the disciples do not have the name of teacher and student, they have the true knowledge of teachers and students, both civil and martial arts, and both ability and political integrity. Many people have been listed in the imperial examinations and entered the dynasty as officials. The temples are all important.

Thinking about it, this sour and Confucian scholar Lu should be an outstanding successor to this generation of Samadhi Academy, maybe... will be the next teacher.

Therefore, no matter how disdainful this hairy boy is, no one will dare to ignore the teacher behind him.

This is really good for the cool under the big tree.

Ye Fusheng thought this way, and he planned to touch Xie Li's head, but Xue Chanyi shot him upright and shouted in a low voice: "Don't make trouble, it will start right away."

Xie Wuyi's most impatient and flamboyant ceremony, Li Feng is also a simple and neat person, even if Lu Mingyuan is inserted in the middle, such things as gongs and red silk are still not on the stage. Zhang Xiang's case was placed in front of Qianlongxie, and Xie Wuyi, Li Feng, and Lu Mingyuan each offered a fragrant fragrance to start.

According to the rules, in all three rounds, the Soul Burial Palace will first invite people to fight, and then the Broken Water Villa will make people go up to fight. The Qianlong Pavilion is the martial arts field and the plum blossom pile is the ring. Whoever falls into the water first will lose.

Li Feng was cold with a coffin face and did not speak. Bu Xueyao held a red feather fan and smiled without saying a word. Behind them, a girl dressed as a foreigner appeared more and more, her body was like a butterfly, and she went up and down several times. When I reached the middle of the water, my bare right foot stood on the plum blossom pile, and the golden bells on the ankle jingled.

The girl Yiyang holds the snake-shaped sword in her hand, manly said: "Manzhu, the right envoy of the Qinglong Hall of the Soul Burial Palace, come to fight!"

Xue Chanyi let out a cold snort, made a wrong step, stepped out, and fluttered down a foot in front of her. She wore a white dress today, but the red silk on her waist was as bright as blood. This is her eight years. The "Red Snow Training" that I got from my teacher before was mixed with Celestial Silk, which was not invaded by water or fire, and the soldiers were hard to break. Unfortunately, Xue Chanyi had always been reluctant to use it to kill.

She stretched out her hand and pulled out Chi Xue Lian, with an eyebrow: "Xue Chanyi of Broken Water Villa, challenge!"

The serpentine sword has been raised up before the words have finished. This thing meanders like a snake, and when it is swung, it is more like a poisonous snake spitting out a message, stabbing at Xue Chan's front door. On the side of Xue Chanyi's body, the moment he passed the sword quickly raised his hand, and a palm touched Manzhu, and both of them flew back and retreated.

Manzhuren hadn't stood still in the air, Chi Xuelian came tremblingly. She had nowhere to focus, so she could only raise her hand to endure the blow. The arms that were not covered by clothing suddenly became fleshy.

Ms. Xue has never been a good temper, and after taking up the whip, everyone in Guyang City is in awe of Yasha.

Inner strength poured into it, Chi Xue practiced hunting, and instantly twisted into a twist-shaped long whip. She seemed to be holding a red snake, shaking her hands as if she wanted to choose someone to eat.

Manzhu smiled instead.

There were four strings of golden bells hanging on her hands and feet, and she was swept by the strong wind. The four bells rang together into a line. Ye Fusheng frowned when she heard the sound.

When the ringing sounded in the ears, it was like a poisonous insect turning inward and stirring endlessly. Xue Chanyi's ears suddenly stabbed and buzzed, and there was a flower in front of him, and Chi Xue practiced losing sight of it. At this moment, Manzhu wrapped a snake-shaped sword around Chi Xuelian, and the whole person used Xue Chanyi's pulling force to bully him and slapped her in the chest.

A mouthful of blood choked in her throat, Xue Chanyi reluctantly returned to her senses, almost unable to stop, she simply withdrew her hand, Chi Xuelian turned over and turned back, tightly entangled Man Zhu's neck.

At the same time, Xue Chanyi kicked her in the knee, and flew up at the moment when her bottom plate was unstable. He poured his inner strength into his hands, clasped Chi Xue and practiced holding Manzhu up in the air, strangling power like a poisonous dragon. The neck was tightened vigorously, and the trachea was overwhelmed immediately.

Manzhu was strangled by her, her pretty face flushed red, but she was still smiling, her hands and feet shook hard, and the four bells rang again!

Xie Wuyi grabbed a peanut when he moved his fingertips.

Xie Li dumbly asked: "What's the matter?"

Ye Fusheng smiled and turned to whisper: "Your sister Xue is going to lose this game."

He can't see, but he can hear clearly.

This girl's martial arts is a bit weaker than Xue Chanyi's, but she is good at catching fighters by the side door. This magic sound, Si Ling, which can affect people's consciousness, is like a tiger on her body, and Xue Chanyi does not know why today. Ning, who seemed to have the upper hand, actually missed the rapid advancement. This battle will undoubtedly be defeated.

As soon as the bell rang, Xue Chanyi really stopped. In an instant, Manzhu folded her arms with her hands, her body turned abruptly, her feet clamped her waist, her waist and legs exerted force, and she threw her whole body. Coming down, pressure to the surface!

In a blink of an eye, Xue Chanyi has fallen into the water, but Manzhu grabbed the serpentine sword with his fingers, and was about to stab her Heavenly Spirit sword!

"Ding——"

Ye Fusheng listened to the sound of his position, and the peanut in his hand struck the sword impartially. The sword body trembled and deviated from the direction, and it drew near Xue Chanyi's ears, leaving a shallow mouth of blood.

At the same time, Xie Wuyi shook out the girl and knocked the girl into the water as well, and said coldly: "I am inferior to humans in this battle, but the outcome is already divided. It would be too much to kill all." /

Xue Chanyi returned to her senses. She held Chi Xuelian in her hand and stared at Manzhu. Her eyes were almost red with blood. However, the girl jumped up from the water, regardless of the exposure of her wet body, she was gentle. A courtesy: "It's a little girl who doesn't know the importance. I hope the owner will forgive me."

After losing the first battle, Bai Dao's face was not good, and Xie Chongshan's face was even greener, but he was speechless.

At this time, Bu Xueyao smiled lightly and threw the feather fan to Man Zhu, with his wide sleeves flying around, stepping on the water, a lightly touch of the lotus leaf on his toe, and it landed on the plum blossom pile standing in front of Man Zhu.

"Only talents will be handed over to the game, I think you have never had a good time..." Bu Xueyao hid his mouth and smiled like a flower. "My Li Lang stayed tight, so the slave family stepped Xueyao to throw bricks to attract jade. Which hero intends to dance with the slave family?"

His male and female face, every word and deed is more twitchy than a prostitute. Since he came out, he has been scorned for nothing. He is only regarded as a pet by the demon, not worth mentioning.

Until this sentence came out, everyone changed their faces.

"Yao knows that it is not snow, it is born in the red dust." This refers to Bu Xueyao, one of the four main halls of the Soul Burial Palace, who is known as "Fei Luosha".

Bu Xueyao is not only light and outstanding, but his "Wang Chen" footwork is unmatched. What's more, this person was born in a dance studio when he was young, and his body was as flexible as a flying dancer. He could practice "Yin and Yang Rakshasa". Suddenly split muscles and bones, cut into flesh and blood.

The most frightening thing is that he uses poison, especially the poison that can make people suffer to death after suffering.

Bu Xueyao is not a good person to deal with. Xue Chanyi is too young, and Xie Li is a child. Xie Chongshan’s legs are mutilated, so...

However, everyone knows that if Xie Wuyi responds to this battle, he will definitely kill it, but he will never win the next battle.

Xie Wuyi smiled coldly, and reached out to get up with the water-breaking knife, but he was faster than him.

Ye Fusheng took Xie Li's wooden knife, and jumped out of the railing based on the location of the plum blossom piles he had just asked about from Xue Chanyi.

The weather is warm, his legs and feet are much lighter, and his toes lightly touch the surface of the water, and only a few ripples appear, like an egret splashing in the water, and landing exactly on a plum blossom pile.

"Ye Fusheng of Broken Water Villa, I came to challenge this beauty who knows her good looks when she listens to her voice."

He grinned and arched his hand, and the blindfolded black cloth was knotted behind his head, and a piece of it fluttered with the wind, which made everyone in an uproar immediately.

This is a blind man!

"Oh, the Nujia loves sweet-mouthed Qiaolangjun, but you are a blind man. You can't see the beauty of the Nujia. It's pitiful." Bu Xueyao was startled, and then chuckled, "For this reason, The slave must be lighter."

Ye Fusheng said sincerely: "Thank you beautifully."

Bu Xueyao laughed so much that his branches trembled, and in the midst of laughter, his body floated in the wind like catkins, and Ye Fusheng's throat was covered with one hand!