Mysterious Martial Arts: The Record of the Swordsman

In February of the 17th year of Shunzhi, Jiang Wen, who had been away from Wuyi Mountain for a long time, finally stepped into the territory of Chong'an County again. The boat drifted and broke into a place between clear water and green mountains.

From a distance, everyone saw the clear water flowing under the Dawang Peak of Wuyi Mountain. Dots of sand gulls gathered in the wind, and followed the traces of Jinlin fish. They saw the shadow of the tall mountain peak falling to the west, gently falling among the bamboo forest and pine sea, covering the In a quiet world where flowers bloom and leaves fall, and clouds and fog rise, everyone feels relaxed and happy, and the dust and smoke of the journey disappear invisible.

Jiang Wen was not idle along the way. He was busy promoting the excellence of the Wuyi Sect. At this time, he was so close to his hometown that he refused to stop for a moment. After bidding farewell to the envoys of the Hongyang Sect, he led a group of people to disembark at the ancient ferry. , along the rugged and winding path up the mountain, passing by the ruins of the Wannian Palace, which was destroyed by thunder and fire for many years, took a short rest between two Song Guangxi trees, and then climbed straight towards Zhang Xianyan on the mountainside.

Zhang Xianyan is a huge rock with a strange peak protruding from the mountain. It lies on the only way to climb the mountain and cross the ridge. It is like a roof beam weighing on the top of the head, and it is majestic and majestic.

Jiang Wen looked at the stone from a distance, and soon discovered the four words "Wuyi Sword Sect" that he had carved with his own hands. The words were covered with green moss due to rain vapor, and the writing gradually became blurred, giving off an aura of being abandoned for a long time. .

You must know that in the mountaineering team led by Jiang Wen, in addition to the two or three original kittens from the Wuyi sect, there are also three new people who have joined. Among them, only the boy holding the knife said nothing, while the porcelain doll-like Akko hugged him tightly. After staying with Luo Shuang'er, her thoughts were similar to Fu Ningdie's when she first met Jiang Wen. She vaguely felt that she had met a human trafficker.

If her own mother hadn't seen the money being collected when she entrusted her to the other party, A'ke might have wanted to report it to the official now.

But for Jiang Wen, this scene has long been accustomed to it. After all, when it comes to the characteristics of the Wuyi sect, apart from Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, it is frighteningly poor.

Jiang Wen scratched his head at Zhang Xianyan, then frowned.

He was not dissatisfied with the crooked calligraphy in his hand. He used Qinggong to fly over the wall and carved it with his sword. He was pursuing the lowest cost. Jiang Wen had been away for half his life and was still a poor man when he came back. It was unlikely that he would be hired. The stonemason went up to carve it, so if the words are ugly, let them be ugly. It's good if it saves money.

But at that time, he only thought that these four words looked good together, but he did not expect that none of the three high-level disciples he recruited later could even use the sword, so that the word "Sword Sect" existed in name only. It is also becoming more and more eye-catching.

"No, I have to find something to cover this thing up some other time."

After a while of slander, Jiang Wen led a few demoralized people and continued walking up the mountain road, and soon climbed to the edge of Tianjian Pond, where the cold spring gurgled.

This was originally a Tianchi in the mountains, with clear water to the bottom. But apart from an acre of barren fields with dying rice, there was only a thatched house and a stable. As Jiang Wen raised his voice to call for the doorman, no sound could be heard. Coming back, instead, it aroused waves of echoes, making the entire mountaintop so quiet that it made people feel distressed, as if it were a barren mountain far away from the world.

"Ahem, my Wuyi sect is stationed in a beautiful place with beautiful mountains and clear waters, the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers. Look, Sister Shuang, am I not lying to you?"

Jiang Wen also sensed something was wrong and quickly defended himself.

I had been in the abalone shop for a long time, and I didn't realize that my Dawang Peak was so remote. Now that I came back from a long absence, I felt ashamed. If I had known better, I wouldn't have kept bragging about how out-of-this-world the Wuyi Sect was.

Fortunately, Luo Shuang'er didn't pay attention to these trivial matters at this time. She turned a deaf ear to Jiang Wen's explanation. Her face was as cold as ice, and she held A'ke steadily and walked up the mountain.

But this made the scene even more embarrassing, and the air in the room was almost frozen. Jiang Wen quickly signaled with his eyes, hoping that his disciples would save the situation, but Jiang Wen's disciples also went up the mountain with expressions of desperation. Thinking of the good days ahead drinking from the northwest wind on the top of the mountain, I didn't want to talk to this arrogant master.

Jiang Wen searched around alone, but not only did he not find the whereabouts of the horseman Lao Ye, he also couldn't find any trace of the four stone lions.

Jiang Wen was even more confused. Logically speaking, even if Lao Ye was looking after the business of the tea house, the four stone lions should be guarding the mountain. Lao Ye wouldn't bring these four things with him -

Just imagine a roadside tea house. There are four big white fat men sitting or lying inside and outside, baring their teeth at passers-by every day. Can you tell whether it is a guest coming to have tea, or the four of them eating people?

"It's strange. Why are the handymen in my sect missing? Could it be that I didn't pay them and they all ran away?"

Jiang Wen said something suspicious and hesitated to go further up, because they climbed up from Tianjian Pond and immediately arrived at the core area of ​​the Wuyi Sect, "Tongtian Hall" - although the name of this place is so imposing, Although it is located at the top of the mountain and overlooks the clear waters of Wuyi Mountains, the temperature difference between day and night is huge, and the wind leaks from all sides of the house, making it unbearable. It's suffocating.

Seeing that the true appearance of the Wuyi Sect was about to be exposed in front of a few people, Jiang Wen couldn't help but sweat dripping from his forehead. He hoped that they would not turn around and run down the mountain to spread the news all over the country, right?

While he was wandering around, he suddenly heard the sound of steady footsteps on the narrow and rugged mountain road.

The grass was growing and the birds were flying, and the winding hills were twisting and turning. In just a moment, everyone saw a green young man with a face like a jade on the mountain road, striding towards them.

This man was wearing an ink-over-the-shoulder cardigan with an iron-gold Longquan sword on his waist. Perhaps because of the cold weather in the mountains, he also added a sable fur coat, making him look like a man from the world. The chance encounter on the road made him look nervous. But when Jiang Wen saw the Taoist dressed up from a distance, his face was filled with surprise. "Master Jiang Wen!"

A clear sound echoed through the mountains, and the green young man then politely raised his hands and greeted the stunned people one by one. His attitude was upright and unrestrained, quite like a disciple of a famous sect. This actually made the original The few people who had doubts were a little confused. Could it be that what Jiang Wen said was true?

When Jiang Wen saw the person coming, he was overjoyed and hugged him, and slapped him hard on the chest and back several times. The slaps made the other person's face gradually tighten, and he said happily.

"Pingzhi, why are you here on the mountain?"

The person he met by chance was suddenly Lin Xiu and Lin Pingzhi, the son of Lin Zhennan, the chief escort of the Fuwei Escort Agency, and Jiang Wen's registered disciple. When hearing Jiang Wen's question, Lin Pingzhi also asked in confusion.

"Master Jiang Wen, when you were in Fuzhou City, didn't you discuss with my father and ask him to send me up the mountain in two months? Would you like to teach me martial arts yourself?"

The memory of death suddenly hit Jiang Wen. Head Jiang, who had a bad memory, looked around awkwardly and found that he seemed to have forgotten the matter after saying this.

But in the final analysis, this matter is because the trip to Guangzhou, which was originally planned to be completed in two months, was suddenly interspersed with the trip to Jizu Mountain in Yunnan, which lasted more than two months. After this, the trip to Jizu Mountain in Yunnan was naturally delayed for more than a month. Even taking him back to Wuyi Mountain could only be postponed automatically.

"Hahaha, of course I remember...Thank you for your hard work, Pingzhi, how long have you been waiting on the mountain? Just stay alone like this?"

Jiang Wen felt a little pity for the young escort leader. He was suddenly thrown into the wilderness of Dawangfeng to survive in Fuzhou City, where his father had promised him so much. His suffering was finally over when he came back. He was really unlucky. , but Lin Pingzhi smiled shyly.

"It's not bitter, Master Jiang Wen. I have been in the mountain for more than a month. During this time, I have been taken care of by servants, and there is no shortage of food every day. It's just that the mountain is a little lonely. These days, when I have nothing to do, I clean the main hall. If you practice kung fu, you will live a peaceful life."

Jiang Wen patted his shoulder happily. He felt that this child was really a teachable child. He was quite rambunctious and indifferent in nature, and he had few desires. There were only two shabby houses on Tongtian Rock. How could there be a grand hall for him? Sasao really knows how to cover up his master's ugliness.

So for the last part of the journey, Jiang Wen had Lin Pingzhi as his companion. Finally, he no longer had to feel embarrassed, and he walked more vigorously.

As soon as the short journey was over, the roadside was covered with pines and cypresses, scattered shadows, and the stone steps curved and steeply extended into the distance. But when Jiang Wen climbed up the Tongtian Rock, what he saw was completely beyond his own. imagination.

After a sudden turn of events, what suddenly appeared in front of Jiang Wen was not a shabby house with broken rafters, but a magnificent palace building. This hall is seven rooms wide and three rooms deep. It has a single eaves resting on the top of the mountain and a front eaves leading to the sea corridor. There are a total of thirty-two columns, each of which is carved with dragons, tigers, and phoenixes. This hall blends into the contours of the mountain. From a distance, it looks like a green peak, a cave in its own right.

Jiang Wen stared at the main hall with wide eyes, wondering if the way he opened it was wrong. Then he saw a two-foot-square granite erected outside the main hall, with the words "Wuyi Sect" engraved on it with flying dragons and phoenixes. It's not like iron painted with silver hooks or powerful enough to penetrate stone bars. Even after thousands of years of wind and rain, it won't be easily destroyed!

The scene in front of him was completely different. If it weren't for the familiar elements that remained, Jiang Wen wouldn't have been able to believe what he saw - the plaque hanging at this time still used the old name, which made the three words "Tongtian Temple" seem worthy of the name and impressive. .

"Why don't you go in?"

Lin Pingzhi, who was half a step behind, now crossed over the stunned crowd, skillfully opened the door of the main hall, and invited everyone to enter.

He immediately complained, "Master Jiang Wen, I didn't see you after I went up the mountain, and I didn't know how to use this hall, so I boldly found a side room to stay in... If it was not appropriate, Ping Zhiyuan would move out immediately. !”

Until this time, the dead memory began to attack Jiang Wen again!

He suddenly recalled that he had received the construction drawings and timber and stone cubes from the White Lotus Sect, and it was certain that he would dedicate a hall to it. This also led to Jiang Wen's trip to Fuzhou, but he did not expect that Bailian The teachings are indeed true to their words and resolute in their actions. In just a few months, they built such a palace on such a barren mountain!

Jiang Wen tried to organize his thoughts, but his head was as empty as his wallet. He stroked his forehead and shook his head, feeling that he had forgotten something important.

"Ah, what, if you have nothing to do, you can stay here for now. Actually, as a teacher, uh, as a teacher, I don't have any ideas—"

At a rough glance, this hall has one main hall, two side halls, three main rooms and about ten side rooms, all connected and clustered together. It looks like a maze to Jiang Wen, but in short, the roof tiles here are neat and tidy, compared to The thatched house that was previously leaky and leaky was so good that I don't know how good it was. It immediately solved the big crisis of Wuyi Sect being on the verge of bankruptcy just as it was about to expand its enrollment.

Regarding how to use these houses, Jiang Wen felt that he still needed to figure out more. The first priority was to figure out the structure inside, so he simply led everyone towards the middle of the main hall.

As soon as they turned around and passed the main hall, Jiang Wen noticed that the light in the atrium was extremely dim, the surrounding windows were closed, the doors and windows were locked, and even the patio was blocked by trees, leaving only the dark wind floating around, day and night.

When his vision adjusted to the darkness, he heard the screams of Xiao Ake and Xiao Ningdie breaking through the sky, because in the middle of the empty hall, there was a stone coffin. The stone carvings on it were mottled and the texture had changed. It was blurry, and one could only vaguely make out the sarcophagus painted with a disembowelled Mani Light Buddha, smiling strangely at everyone...

The dead memories violently attacked him. Jiang Wen slowly covered his ears, finally remembering what he had forgotten. (End of chapter)