The Snowy Path of the Heroic Blade Chapter 29: Understand or not

That night, Jiang Ni, who was no longer Princess Taiping of the West Chu, went down the mountain alone. Xu Fengnian did not become angry and ruined her rebellious cursive script. He just lay on the stone steps and drank most of the pot of rice wine. Only then left the Taixu Palace. On that day, Xu Fengnian was still practicing knives hard, and he always had to suffer some hardships when he flew behind a stupid bird. After dawn, the sweeping boy saw the scribbles on the square and was shocked. He thought it was a **** who had written a book from the sky. After losing his broomstick, he ran back to the hall and called Master. Then, after seeing the master, he called Master again, and finally put Wu in charge. The six highest ancestors and uncles were all gathered.

Wang Chonglou, the only master of Dahuang Tingguan in the world near Yijiazi.

Chen You, who is in charge of Wudang Mountain’s moral commandments, is rigid but not rigid. He is more than 90 years old, but still in good health. He likes to step on the nine palaces and reprimand the most talented junior on the mountain. , It began to feel distressed, which caused the thunder and the rain to fall again and again.

Song Zhiming, who has lived two hundred and forty years old, and who appears to be extremely low in generations, has been out of Mojao Pass seven or eight times. The number of times is not the first in the world, but also the second in the world. At the same time, he was in charge of refining the outer pill, and Wudang had nearly a hundred elixir, most of which came from him.

Yu Xingrui, who has just returned from a trip to the East China Sea, is dressed in sloppy clothes and has a strong internal strength but second only to Wang Chonglou. He has just arrived in his sixtieth year. On the way, he received a disciple with a strong foundation, a little baby less than 20 years old. Years old, Wudang seniority is often not related to age, the root is here.

The sword idiot Wang Xiaoping who is more dumb than dumb, Gu Jing Bubo, he seems to have nothing to worry about except for the sword in his life.

In addition, the whole Wudang Mountain in the end is probably the Hong Xixiang who is the least serious, pursuing the illusory heavenly way alone.

"Good word." Chen Yao exclaimed sincerely.

"Excellent." Yu Xingrui nodded in agreement.

"A good article is. Excluding the seven characters at the end, this article is noble, sad and indignant, and only seen in his life." Song Zhiming, who is twice as old as an ordinary person, sighed heavily, bent over and stood at the beginning of the article, watching carefully. Twisting the vine-like white eyebrow with one hand, he yelled as soon as he finished speaking, "Think carefully, it seems that the seemingly extra seven words at the end are the finishing touch. What a vow to kill."

"Good words, more arrogant than current cursive scripts, dragon jumping into the sky, tigers lying on the hills, rare. It is even more good, it is hard to imagine a woman who is less than twenty years old." Wang Chonglou said to cover the coffin. Conclusive.

"Hush hush hush, speak softly." Little Master Uncle said nervously.

"What are you afraid of? His Royal Highness is practicing the sword below." Wang Chonglou joked.

"Anyway, I'm the only one who will be unlucky at that time." Hong Xixiang muttered.

"Young people are good at dealing with young people, we are all getting older." Wang Chonglou said with a smile.

"Big brother, because I was young, you pushed me into the fire pit?!" Hong Xixiang said in grief and indignation.

"Little brother, you must have the consciousness that I will not go to **** and whoever goes to hell. Heaven is just like that." Wang Chonglou said haha, in front of the juniors, where is the demeanor of the gods and gods.

"Fart! This is Buddhist language!" Hong Xixiang exclaimed.

"Wan Liudong enters the sea, the words are different, and the rationale is the same." Yu Xingrui laughed out of the way.

"Have you heard, your brother Yu is right." Wang Chonglou patted the younger brother on the shoulder, and then smiled at Yu Xingrui. Everyone is a lot of age, hopeless to emerge. The biggest joy is just I joked a few words about the younger brother, I don't know what day I would kick my legs and lie down on the coffin, and I can say a few words.

Wang Chonglou said: "Little Junior Brother, here is the best word for you. Take advantage of the clear weather, let you copy it and place it on the top floor of the Tibetan scripture pavilion and store it carefully."

Hong Xixiang rolled his eyes and said, "If you don't write, if your Royal Highness knows about it, I will have less skin."

Wang Zhonglou smiled and said: "The big deal is not to copy the last seven characters, what are you afraid of."

Hong Xixiang muttered: "Anyway, it is not the big brother who will be beaten."

Wang Xiaoping, who hadn't spoken for sixteen years, stopped for a long time and finally said hoarsely: "The word has the meaning of sword."

The four older brothers looked at each other and then all smiled knowingly.

Hong Xixiang, who has never heard the sixth brother speak since he hit the mountain, was surprised and said in despair: "I write!"

Three days later, thunder broke out.

Xu Fengnian came back to Taixu Palace holding an oiled paper umbrella. After the light rain, only a place was left in black. The rain was getting stronger, and the raindrops poured on the umbrella, and saw a thin figure carrying a peach wood sword came to the square and stood in the other corner.

Xu Fengnian doesn't know if the old white-haired Kui has left Beiliang Prince's Mansion, otherwise he can call and fight with this sword idiot. Fighting with the Dongyue Swordsman, and then looking at the master's moves, it is already different, it is no longer a fun. Dispelling this tempting idea, Xu Fengnian turned and went down the mountain.

Outside the thatched hut, Blue Bird, the first-class maid of Wutongyuan, stood in the thunderstorm, holding an oiled paper umbrella with blue luan painted on the surface of the umbrella, waiting for His Royal Highness.

Blue Bird brought a letter that Dajuguo personally handed over to her.

Xu Fengnian walked into a room full of secrets and almost nowhere to stay. The beds, tables and chairs were already piled up, leaving only a pure land in the corner. Not surprisingly, there was Jiang Ni’s sleeping place. Xu Fengnian sat on a pile of books. After tearing up a few pages from a "Hulao Knife" to wipe his face, and then tore a few pages to wipe off the rain on his hands, the letter was opened. In the letter, Xu Xiao wrote that he had sent someone to the capital to inquire about the news. And he didn't hide that he started preparing to invite a Bodhisattva in the palace to suppress the **** Sun, who didn't have long eyes. Sooner or later, two years later, he would lose the surname Sun. What really surprised Xu Fengnian was that Xu Xiao finally solved the mystery. Why did he want him to come to Wudang? It turned out to be Wang Chonglou's transfer to him like a master of profound cultivation!

Is this an act against the sky?

Are you not afraid of being struck by lightning?

Xu Fengnian destroyed the secret letter, and his heart was full of waves. He raised his head and looked at the blue bird standing at the door, and asked: "Internal power can also be passed on to others? If this is the case, you only need to pass on the skill like a seat before death, Zongmen Isn’t the master of the big faction more tyrannical from generation to generation?"

The blue bird said plainly: "The effect of a pill or a bowl of rice in the lower abdomen varies from person to person. The internal force is transferred, but the most is less than half. There was a demon on the rivers and lakes, who had deep internal force, and likes forced transmission. With internal strength, I watched those human bodies overwhelmed with their own eyes, and eventually their limbs burst and died, leaving only a complete head."

Xu Fengnian said dumbly: "There is such a madman who harms others and disadvantages himself?"

Blue Bird nodded.

Xu Fengnian asked: "Do you mean Xu Xiao, or my master's idea?"

Blue Bird replied sincerely: "Don't dare to say."

Xu Fengnian said helplessly: "That's Xu Xiao."

Blue Bird looked around for a week and even smiled.

Xu Fengnian said softly: "Wait for the rain to get lighter, then go down the mountain."

Blue Bird gave a hum.

When the rain is heavy, there will be hours, and the blue bird will go down the mountain after all. Xu Fengnian sent it to the Xuanwu Dangxing Archway and then turned around.

Back outside the hut, Xu Fengnian looked at the muddy vegetable garden and chuckled softly: "Why do you hate me? If you are known by the second sister, you will be begging again? Do you remember the girl? "

Next, His Royal Highness continued to bury his head and practice the sword, but began to boldly go to the purple bamboo forest on the Great Lotus Peak to find uncomfortable. You must know that this is the forbidden land of the ancestor Wang Xiaoping, and the brother of the same generation of swordsmans on Wudang Mountain. Few dared to bother, only the young master uncle would go to graze the cows, or find some suitable slender purple bamboo to make fishing rods. Xu Fengnian went to the purple bamboo forest for the first time and was cut off by dozens of purple bamboos. Forced out of the bamboo forest, he carried a sword hard for the second time, but after lying on a wooden bed for half a month, Wudang took out a good bottle of high-grade pill. When Xu Fengnian was able to split the waterfall diagonally, he visited Zizhulin again. After Jian, he was forced to withdraw. He still didn't see the face of the sword idiot, but he didn't fall to the ground right away. At any rate, he could stagger back to the hut, only to eat the pill.

Wudang, which is in the same Danding line, is slightly different from Longhu Mountain. It not only promotes the new inner alchemy practice, but also accepts the "cooking and alchemy of the golden stone", which is rejected by Longhu Mountain as the outer alchemy of the left. There are thousands of cauldrons on Qingyun Peak. Alchemy Taoists are the most willing to endure hardships on the mountain. They consume nearly 10,000 catties of charcoal each year. They are so powerful that Xu Fengnian once went to the exclusive Qingyun Peak to watch the opening ceremony last month. This mountain is said to be the most evil except for the main peak of the lotus flower. It is necessary to pick a good day, build an altar and burn a talisman. The alchemy priest knelt at the foot of the peak and prayed to the Dao Tianzun, and then went up the mountain after the end, finally let His Royal Highness It is even more difficult to understand that cultivation is not easy to make alchemy, but it does not delay Xu Fengnian from chewing peony to eat the pill, so that it is not easy to persuade the third senior brother Song Zhiming to allow His Royal Highness to enter the mountain to see alchemy. Hong Xixiang is very angry. Blind, nothing can be done.

The big brother said that young people are good at communication, this really makes no sense at all!

The sweet-scented osmanthus on the mountain is fragrant.

In addition to competing with the waterfall under the Xuanxian Peak, Xu Fengnian went to Zizhu Forest and Wang Xiaoping to fight each other, and finally managed to carry a sword without falling.

Don't look at it as a sword, but if it is inverted or not, it means whether Xu Fengnian is practicing the sword or not.

Probably, I suddenly noticed that the purple bamboo in the bamboo forest was suddenly reduced, and the sword idiot made the sword again, which was even more unpredictable.

Few people would have expected that the infamous His Royal Highness could really stay on Wudang Mountain for half a year. Some little Taoists who had been exposed to mundane affairs were speculating whether His Royal Highness had hidden more than a dozen beautiful maids on the mountain, or Does it mean that they see young master uncles less often every day, so there are rumors from the little Taoist priests that His Royal Highness is the reincarnation of the demon, and the young master uncle who needs the reincarnation of Emperor Zhenwu to suppress it, intensified. , Rumors and rumors, all kinds of strange.

The bull rider Hong Xixiang turned a deaf ear and did not take the initiative to explain anything. When he met a junior Taoist priest who was younger than him, he would smile and answer when he asked such questions: "His Royal Highness is reading "The Seven Signs of Yunji "The classics of "Taoism Yishu" are very diligent."

If others say it, naturally no one wants to believe it. But from the uncle's mouth, it is still dubious.

Occasionally, a Taoist priest who is not low in seniority and seniority said indignantly: "Uncle Hong, the surname Xu Fang is so good that His Royal Highness will not do it, and why do you come to Wudang Mountain as a prestige? Who will practice swords for? !"

The young uncle smiled and said: "It's about training a knife for him to show yourself. His Royal Highness is born with a lot of wealth, and his hobbies will always be different from ordinary people. Uh, it is indeed a bit different."

There are always people who can't help but sneer: "It must have been stealing our Wudang's unique skills, and trained them into swords, so that we can go down the mountain and commit crimes!"

At this time, the little uncle was silent.

Today, he released the green cow, walked alone in the mountains and woods, and headed to the Xuanxian Coffin, and saw a unique Sinmadan tibican on Wudang Mountain passing by.

I didn't see how Hong Xixiang quickened his pace. After walking a few steps like a drunkard, he caught up with Qiu Cicada and gently pinched it just before it hit a cobweb.

The young master uncle bowed his head and walked across the cobweb, then let go of his fingers and released the tibican.

Actually, the life span of this cicada is only three months after it emerges from a larva to an adult.

But Hong Xixiang rescued it without any reason. Just did a small thing that couldn't be more natural.

This uncle master who has been doing such small things for more than 20 years has been regarded by everyone as the best person to comprehend the way of heaven, but it seems that he himself never knows what the way of heaven is, and doesn’t bother to do so. Thinking deeply, eating and drinking Lazar, herding cattle, reading books and enjoying the scenery, it was plain and plain.

Hong Xixiang walked slowly to the outside of the hut, and saw that His Royal Highness was picking a cucumber from the vegetable garden and put it in his mouth to bite~IndoMTL.com~Hong Xixiang wanted to take advantage of His Highness’s carelessness to steal one. He tasted the cucumber, but Xu Fengnian took the Xiudong scabbard and patted his claws off.

Hong Xixiang, who had no choice but to squat aside and watched, asked curiously: "His Royal Highness, are you really willing to accept the red and tender wine, the beautiful singing voice, the delicacies of the mountains and the sea, and the brocade bedding in the palace?"

Xu Fengnian smiled and said: "If you have been doing this every day for more than ten years, you will be willing."

Hong Xixiang shook his head and said: "The trail can't bear this mountain."

Xu Fengnian contemptuously said: "You are timid, two different things."

Hong Xixiang curled his lips. This was the biggest protest from the young master uncle.

Xu Fengnian ridiculed: "I dared to go up the mountain to practice swordsmanship, so you dare not go down? Is there a bunch of demons and ghosts under the mountain or are there demons and monsters everywhere? Take a step back, even if there are, do you need your Taoist priests to kill demons? "

Hong Xixiang still shook his head vigorously.

Xu Fengnian stopped wasting saliva and asked: "I'm going to Zizhu Forest, will you follow?"

Hong Xixiang even shook his head like a rattle, and waved his hand: "No, Brother Xiao Wang won't let me go there for herding now."

Xu Fengnian nibbled cucumbers and left the small vegetable garden with an embroidered winter knife. He said vaguely: "What's so great about being the number one in the world? It's better to be the only one under the world. The number one in the world is robbed by anyone. Just one person, but the latter is hopeful for everyone. This is the way of heaven."

Hong Xixiang squatted on the ground with his cheeks in his hands and fell into deep thought, "I understand, I don't understand."

Xu Fengnian, who was walking forward with his back to Hong Xixiang, snorted coldly: "Don't steal any more cucumbers. I have already counted them. When I came back, I found that one was missing. I would beat you to blood on all three legs. Don’t understand?"

Hong Xixiang squeezed a smile and said: "I understand!" My QT room is open! The official QT room number [1655] of the princes of the beacon play, click to enter