Mysterious Martial Arts: The Record of the Swordsman

Chapter 190

In the heavy rain, the grand and magnificent mansion stands on the rain curtain, the raindrops hit the tiles gradually, and finally turned into the humming sound of gongs, drums and gold stones. Armor, it's frightening to hear.

But only when you get closer, you will find that every brick and tile joint of this single-eave and four-corner pointed-roofed mansion is stained with rainwater. It doesn't appear on the ground, and it seems that the beams and foundations of the house are soaked and the bricks and stones on the ground are soaked all the way to stop.

A series of ethereal figures sneaked into the mansion with the open door, but there were shadows around but no one approached.When it was dark, there was no fire or lamp in the mansion, and it was hidden and silent, as if the people occupying this place at this time may be people, or they may be just strands of unrecognized ghosts remaining in the world.

Chen Jialuo's light kung fu is ethereal and quick, and he followed Ying Laodao into the Luo mansion. Along the way, he didn't see the expected appearance of swords and soldiers everywhere, and even the disciples of the Luo family who were in and out of the mansion and dressed in fish patterns. It was gone, and the raging fire that had been on the day of the Golden Basin Handwashing Conference had been extinguished by water, and now only a mass of black, dark embers remained.

"President Chen, let's go..."

Ying Laodao kept walking, as if some invisible enemy was coming at any time, and the tall slender woman looked around with vigilance, the worry between her brows was too strong to dissipate, Chen Jialuo held her breath and looked around intently , and even felt that he was being led non-stop to the underworld by the ecstasy envoy in human skin.

But he had to walk this road, even if the real underworld was in front of him, he had no reason to turn back.

It’s only been a few days since we’ve seen each other. The Luo family’s mansion seems to be much older. The dense moss has covered the cracks in the wall bricks. They are all rapidly damp and rotting, no matter how sturdy the palace is, one day it will sink to the bottom of the sea along with the Guangzhou city under heavy rain, becoming a rotting corpse with its mouth and nose covered in algae mud in the endless ocean .

The road soon came to an end, and they stopped at the main house in Luo's mansion, which was so spacious that it almost exceeded the limit.Chen Jialuo frowned looking at the hall with flickering candles and closed doors and windows, but he still stretched out his hand and pushed open the carved wooden door.

Chen Jialuo has no doubts that there will be Yan Luo of the Ten Palaces sitting in the room, and judges of meritorious officials, carrying Huanghuang Mingwei to face him directly, so the profound and wonderful boxing power passed down in his family secretly unleashes, and a majestic wind bursts open the door, Then stepped into it without hesitation.

After adapting to the fading light for a while, he found that the strong wind he opened the door actually drove the flame of the candlestick to tilt and fall, staggering and about to go out. Towards him, the movements are uniform, and the expression is exactly the same dark.

In the main room, all the sect masters who have not been captured by the Pingnan Palace are all sitting in the room with solemn and gloomy expressions, and they are silent to each other, as if transformed into a stone statue of Weng Zhong. A trace of a humanoid appearance.

There was still an empty wooden chair in the room, obviously it was a place prepared for Chen Jialuo, and just as Ying Laodao hinted, it was not a coincidence that they came here, more than one person knew that he would come, and it was very clear He will be here.

Everyone who should come must have already come - Chen Jialuo thought so, so he sat in the chair reserved for him.

The people in the house are no strangers, the only strange thing is that on the opposite side, there is a tall and thin man with a face like gold paper that he has never met before, and Yang Chengxie, the new leader of the Red Flower Society and the leader of the Qingqi Gang, is also in the room. He had no chair to sit on.

Yang Chengxie and Chen Jialuo looked at each other, then nodded slightly, and then continued to stand behind a thin old man, still like a towering iron tower that was unmoved by the wind and rain.

Chen Jialuo didn't know what they were waiting for, he grasped and rubbed the handle of the wooden chair with his palms, feeling a little restless in his heart, but as Ying Laodao closed the door again with a mysterious expression, the hall was once again covered by the lonely twilight, and everyone's faces were blurred. Covered with a deep shadow, no matter what expression he is making, he looks so mysterious in the half-light and half-dark.

Slowly he discovered that these martial arts masters were not sitting silent.Their gazes follow a fixed frequency, imperceptibly and often towards the back hall that is deep in the hall and blocked by multiple screens.

The light from the courtyard shines through the eaves and hits the ground, stretching out two infinitely elongated figures facing each other. It is only because the shadows are too straight, too determined, and too stable that they are recognized I mistakenly thought it was just the oblique shadow of two colonnades.

——And the slight voice of speaking was mixed with the annoying rain, and slowly drifted over with the wind, and the lines between the words were vague, like the illusion that the sound came through the water.

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Jiang Wen, who had disappeared for a long time, was still dressed in Taoist robes and jade crowns, and his appearance was not so chic, but he looked at the sky with his hands behind his back and said slowly for a long time, his mind seemed to be on the same level as the feathers, but his eyes did not move away from Luo Yuantong even for a moment Walk.

During this hour, Jiang Wen had tried everything possible to inquire about Luo Yuantong, but the old fox in front of him didn't reveal a word, and only cared about confronting him like this, making it clear that he was waiting for his patience to run out and leave on his own.

"Senior Luo, we have been standing here for so long, are the people outside waiting in a hurry?"

The white-bearded and haired Luo Yuantong was smiling, neither wearing a knife nor a sword, as if he was just a wild crane in the golden basin, ignoring the world.

"Master Jiang, the old man said it's not time yet."

Luo Yuantong spoke slowly, stretched out his empty hand, but put his left hand behind his back, and slowly stroked his beard, "The comrades in the Jianghu were implicated and hunted down because of the old man, I will naturally keep them out of the city safe and sound, but what the head of Jiang said The old man has never heard of something, I am afraid I will disappoint you."

Jiang Wen shook his head noncommittally.

"Of course I won't believe what that liar said. Anyway, I don't know whether what he said is true or not, so I just let him talk to the dead. When he is tired of telling lies and is poor, he will naturally only have the truth in his stomach gone."

"I see."

Luo Yuantong agreed casually.

His figure is extremely tall, and his palm is extremely wide. He holds his idle right hand from time to time. Jiang Wen squinted his eyes slightly, and found that his body's center of gravity was moving imperceptibly around his body, as if he was practicing a set of extremely powerful , The extremely concentrating sword technique, even if it has not been shot, it is already unstoppable.

"Senior Luo, this junior has a merciless request, can I see the Luo family's saber technique?"

Jiang Wen changed the subject and said slowly, as if he was just a martial artist who was happy to see Lie Xin, and wanted to learn some tricks from his seniors.

But Luo Yuantong laughed loudly when he heard the words, and suddenly raised his hand and clenched his fist to stop the momentum. Jiang Wen only felt that he had changed from the ambiguous posture of using a knife to a green pine and green cypress that did not move in the wind and rain.

"Master Jiang may have forgotten that the old man has already washed his hands in a golden basin and no longer uses force. How can he break the rules? But Master Jiang's 'Gentlemen's Sword' is hidden in a box and ready to move when the time comes. Don't you plan to unsheath it today? ?”

The two people, one old and one young, looked at each other with smiles for a long time, their expressions gradually became serious, but suddenly they changed their colors and said coldly.

"Next time definitely!"

"inconvenient!"

I ran out of words again.

Now it happened that Jiang Wenfengjian and Luo Yuantong were washing their hands. Both of them obviously wanted to test each other, but they were always cautious. They didn't really have the idea of ​​doing anything. They dragged and tried many times and got nothing. This made Jiang Wen wonder if he was right. Came to the wrong place.

What Jiang Wen didn't know was why the old man in front of him insisted on coming here to stare at him despite the room full of martial arts people?Could it be that the monks in Luo's mansion can't go to the poor way?It must be that these people have some secrets, and they are deliberately testing whether they are here to disrupt the situation.

But the question is why Yan Wing Chun is there, but he still hesitates and refuses to explain to himself?
When leaving from the belly of Xianggang Mountain, Li Xinghe told Jiang Wen before that in Shang Kexi’s eyes, Zen Master Tianran and Luo Yuantong are the majestic Mount Tai with one monk, one layman, one culture and one martial arts. If there are still people in Guangzhou today who can restrain Shang Kexi, then It can only be Luo Yuantong who washes his hands in a golden basin.

In order to repay the other party's honesty, Jiang Wen moved a huge stone to seal the ancient horned dragon well at the former site of Sanyuan Palace, and completely blocked the possibility of Li Xinghe's escape, so he could only stay in the tomb and wait for someone to rescue him.

Luo Yuantong's status is detached, but Jiang Wen still doesn't know what Luo Yuantong's position is in front of him. He may be the existence that restricts the gratifying existence, or he may be the main force helping the evil. Even if his family shelters so many martial arts people, it does not represent Jiang. You can trust him [-]% after hearing it, and you have to see everything with your own eyes to count. All the efforts are worthwhile.

But Luo Yuantong ignored Jiang Wen's metaphor, and turned his eyes back to the misty and rainy courtyard, with his back to Jiang Wen but facing a crooked figure in the distance.

Suddenly, Jiang Wen knew why the other party's attitude was so strange, but he still had one thing in mind, but he still had to ask.

"Senior Luo, what Li Xinghe said is naturally not credible, but I have one more thing to do here today, which is the Molong stele on your house that originated from Southern Shaolin."

Jiang Wen suppressed his doubts and looked at Luo Yuantong meaningfully, but the other party looked at him noncommittally, stretched out his right hand wearing a silk glove, and pointed to the ancient sword at his waist.

"Can you take a look at it with a sword?"

Jiang Wen untied the sword in astonishment and handed it to Luo Yuantong, and then saw his expression suddenly serious.

"It really is a good sword. What's its name? Where did you get it?"

Jiang Wen also looked at this bronze sword that was still as sharp as ever after thousands of years. The memory of the fierce battle in the past was still vivid in his memory, but he found that he didn't even know if this thing had a name.

""Supplements of Relics" records that Goujian, the king of Yue, asked the workers to worship the god of Kunwu with white horses and white cattle, and mined gold to cast them into the essence of the eight swords. It is a pity that such a good sword has no name."

Luo Yuantong didn't wait for Jiang Wen's reply, and said what he thought in his heart, "I think this sword looks like a treasure of the Yue Kingdom. You can search carefully, and there will always be a place to leave your name."

Jiang Wen put the sword back into the scabbard silently, and then listened to Luo Yuantong continue to sigh.

"There are many kinds of things in the world. Those who know can't use them, and those who use them can't know. It is a secret throwing of a jewel to overcome thorns and thorns. It is also a waste of money to hide and hold a treasure. Since ancient times, it has been hard and easy to break. Movement is the unbreakable righteous way..."

Luo Yuantong said suddenly at this time.

"But you said that if the pros and cons of a treasure are unknown, if it is used improperly, it will be poisonous for thousands of years and cause endless harm. How should a gentleman hide it in his body? And when should he move it?"

A flash of enlightenment flashed through Jiang Wen's Lingtai, and he shook out the body of the sword on his back. Three minutes after the white jade sword was unsheathed, a cold light shot into the sky, which was breathtaking. It was also taken away by the sword.

"It really is this sword..."

Before Luo Yuantong finished speaking, Ying Laodao's figure turned out from the end of the corridor. He also saw the scene of swords overflowing, and nodded slowly to Jiang Wen and Luo Yuantong, his thin and long face full of sincerity.

"Brother Luo, you have been probing Sect Leader Jiang for so long. If you still have concerns, why don't you let the old man speak for you."

Until this time, Luo Yuantong's expression finally changed, "Okay. Mr. Ying told me that you are upright, but you have a very close relationship with the Jingnan Palace, so this old man has to be on guard."

The appearance of the Ancient Bronze Sword of the Yue Kingdom and the White Jade Sword of the Great Ancestor's Snake-Slaying Sword seemed to have greatly changed Luo Yuantong's attitude. The news that he deliberately concealed before was also confided in a low voice at this time.

"The old man has already inquired clearly in Zhangqiugang Village. My villain used the living sunken boat as a sacrifice to break the suppression of the ancient temple in the South China Sea and let go of the evil dragon and ghosts at the bottom of the water. If this matter is a little careless, Lingnan Half of the wall will sink into the boiling sea, and it will become Qianli Ze Kingdom again, and the people will be reduced to fish and turtles."

Ying Laodao spoke in a heartbroken voice. Although he didn't mention Li Xinghe in his words, there was regret that couldn't be hidden in his eyes.

Jiang Wen said puzzledly: "Mr. Ying, even if Li Xinghe has the method to move mountains and fill seas, how can he use a dozen or so living people to destroy half of the country? Isn't this matter too alarmist?"

Ying Laodao didn't answer directly, but just looked at the heavy rainy sky silently. The mysterious appearance reminded Jiang Wen of the natural Zen master in Guangxiao Temple. He also pointed to the sky mysteriously and said "Heavy rain is coming" four words.

Being flooded into the sea seems to be the same nightmare of every seaside city.

The vast ocean outside Guangzhou has been called the South China Sea since the Zhou Dynasty, and the South China Sea has been called the Swelling Sea and the Boiling Sea since the Han Dynasty, because there are three rivers here. , merged into the mighty Pearl River, and finally passed through the Badamen estuary, rushing into the sea, forming many drowning valleys and funnel bays, known as "rising sea" and "boiling sea", and its majestic and unrestrained momentum can be imagined.

Luo Yuantong was silent for a long time, and then spoke slowly.

"Sect Leader Jiang, you don't have to believe it, but Shang Kexi has no doubts about it. The Prince of Pingnan has frequently sent people to arrest Danmin in the past few years. It is said that Danhu is a dragon species. Drive and kill them all, and then the Pingnan Palace can safely and boldly release the underwater dragon ghosts."

Luo Yuantong also talked about the absurd rumors, but he was extremely convinced in his words, "These things have been forewarned, and Tong Yangxing, the governor of Guangdong and Guangxi who ruled Guangdong before Shang Kexi, was very clear about it, but he still wants to keep Danhu for a long time. For the purpose of driving, therefore advocated the establishment of households and the people, so that Danhu can go ashore to stay effective, but it is a pity that the people died in just a few years."

After that, Luo Yuantong said with a self-deprecating, "Governing Guangdong and Guangdong, after all, it's not those dog camps."

Jiang Wen was silent for a long time, and finally said at this time: "Then according to what you two said, how should we solve this matter?"

"The old man has already discussed with the Dan people rescued by Sect Leader Jiang. They said that unless there are three to five hundred young and strong Dan people from the early years who go into the water together, it is possible to go deep into the sea eye and re-tame the dragon ghosts."

Old Daoist Ying let out a long sigh, as if he felt powerless to recover: "Now that Danhu has lost all casualties, and the ancient technique of diving into the water to exorcise evil spirits is even more lost. Even they are powerless to deal with the evil spirits and ghosts on the sea surface, so I rushed into the water There is only one way to die."

Luo Yuantong, who had white beard and hair, took the initiative to say at this time: "The old man has a way. Since ancient times, Hongbo has not been able to reach the Nanhai Temple. The change in the Nanhai Ancient Temple today is because the statue of the Guangli Hongsheng King in the Tang Dynasty saw blood. , lost the aura, and cracks appeared in the Golden Dragon Wall that suppressed Hongbo."

I saw him stretching out his hand and pointing at the uniform sky, "As long as the town is re-buried at the bottom of the dragon's cave, Jiao Gui has been repeatedly suppressed in all dynasties, and it is not possible to escape with such a small omission."

Seeing what else Jiang Wen wanted to say, Luo Yuantong said without interest.

"Master Jiang, this is the end of the matter in Guangzhou, and you don't need to test the old man anymore. No matter who is standing behind you, the current affairs in the city have nothing to do with you. Any mistakes in Guangzhou will be borne by the old man. , you just follow them out of the city honestly."

"Out of town?"

Jiang Wen said in amazement, he never thought that what the other party meant, "Senior Luo, are you saying that you can take us out of the city?"

This matter is like a fairy tale, now that Guangzhou City is blocked by heavy troops like an iron barrel, and there are countless pursuers from Pingnan Palace lurking in the city, how could Luo Yuantong have the guts to take people out of the city?
"That Miss Yan is an old acquaintance with you, right? You said that since she can come in from outside the city, why can't you go out from here?"

Speaking of Ying Laodao and Yan Yongchun, Jiang Wen also sensed something was wrong.In other words, these two people were supposed to stay safely in Zhangqiugang Village in the ancient Nanhai Temple outside the city, but at this moment they suddenly rushed back into the city like a mountain of swords and seas of fire. Could it be that Zhangqiugang Village is really more dangerous than here?
Old Daoist Ying nodded and smiled mysteriously, while Luo Yuantong said slowly, "There are secret passages in the city of Guangzhou, and it just so happens that I have one in my hand. It's easy to take you out. Today, when the fire is raised at Xushi, the old man will naturally send someone to lead the way. Head Jiang Then go out of town."

Jiang Wen stared at him dumbfounded, not expecting such an unexpected solution.

Jiang Wen first ruled out the possibility of a tunnel. After all, digging a city tunnel under such a big city is as difficult as sailing a boat on dry land. Even if you take all the people and horses to dig it for three to five miles, it will collapse long ago. It is an unrealistic thing. .

But from a scientific point of view, there is indeed a very unique natural context of mountains and rivers hidden in Guangzhou.This "dragon vein" starts from Tiantangding, the highest peak in Guangzhou, and follows the trend of a mountain vein all the way to the south.Surrounding Dajian Mountain, resting on the Silver Dragon Peak on the shoulders, crossing Maofeng Mountain, leaning over Baiyun Mountain, perched on Yuexiu Mountain, drinking water from the Pearl River Stone, bypassing Longtou Mountain, leaning on Lianhua Mountain, leaning on Huangshan Lu, and entering Longxue Island.

Is the road the other party mentioned an underground river?
Jiang Wen thought about it carefully, maybe there is such a possibility, maybe there is an underground river buried under the city of Guangzhou long ago, and it can come in and out freely without anyone noticing? !

"It turned out to be like this..."

Jiang Wen took a deep breath, but his eyes became more and more puzzled, and Luo Yuantong saw that Jiang Wen still had no intention of moving, and amidst Ying Laodao's helpless wry smile, he finally put on a straight face and led Jiang Wen deeper into the house. Walking out everywhere, finally pushed open a relocked door, and the empty room could hear the sound of needles falling.

There seemed to be nothing in the dark room, but when Jiang Wen got used to the darkness and took a closer look, he found that the huge hall was no less than the main hall just now. There is something to cover it, and there are six tall stone pillars on both sides of the square platform, which are erected tightly outside the screen, forming another tight protection.

Jiang Wen looked at the room thoughtfully, his footsteps became faster and faster, and finally he almost pushed away the carved dragon screen, and finally saw a huge, thick, strong and strange black stone tablet, on which were engraved countless Magnificent and complicated patterns, in the picture scroll, the clouds are steaming and the rain is flying, the sky is hanging down and the sea is standing, the sky is arrogant, and the ghosts are hidden. It is a majestic black dragon hanging down from the sky!
This is the first time Jiang Wen has witnessed the terrifying stele circulating in the Southern Shaolin. He only felt that the ink dragon on the stele was not a whole, but had been cut and decomposed into dozens or hundreds of parts. On the basalt stone, the indistinct and indescribable things were accidentally obtained by the creator, and every place he saw was mysterious and strange, making people dazzled and dizzy!
"...It turns out that you want to bury the Black Dragon Stele in Southern Shaolin as a town object in the Dragon Cave!"

At this time, a burly and strange-looking man turned out from behind the screen, and he was seen flying horizontally to the left, his eyes looking coldly at Jiang Wen.

"Shang Kexi wants to take Tiannan with him for the sake of his family's Yongzhen Tiannan, and now he wants to take this opportunity to force Luo Yingxiong to retire and Wu to disappear. Is it possible to sit back and watch him do anything wrong?!"

These words were resounding, but Jiang Wen's attention was not on the topic itself, but on the speaker.

His eyes also continued to move repeatedly among the other three people, and many things that could not be explained on weekdays had answers.So Jiang Wen thought of the name of a person who had been missing for a long time, and the clues were connected together in a flash, and he subconsciously flashed a thought——

So Wu Liuqi, the long-lost general of Rao Town, left the city like this? !
It is so, it is so.

On the one hand, Shang Kexi forced Luo Yuantong to wash his hands in the golden basin, and on the other hand, he ordered Wu Liuqi to take the blame for him. Together with Shang Kexi's most trusted advisor, Li Xinghe, and on the other hand, he wanted to deal with his own master, Ying Laodao. A certain cooperation intention was reached just to bankrupt Shang Kexi's plan.

Wu Liuqi, who had been missing for a long time, also held a gleaming sword in his hand, with a simple and unusual style. He walked straight towards Jiang Wen and stood with Luo Yuantong and Ying Laodao. Jiang Wen even heard them whispering "so fast".

Luo Yuantong also frowned slightly, as if sensing that something was wrong, he finally spoke directly.

"Jiang Daochang, the secret road in the city is about to open, let's hear it if we join forces now!"

(End of this chapter)