Rivers and lakes start from Shushan

Chapter 158 The style of that sword
Looking up, the honest monk's old face was full of shame, and even his scalp was slightly stained with shame.

On the side wall, there are seven or eight girls, all of whom are young and beautiful.

Some are standing, looking at something, and some are sitting, dangling their calves, so pretty and cute.

The little girl who spoke was sitting. She was wearing a white dress, and the ribbon on her body was gently blown by the breeze.

The girl in red next to her glanced at the two who were looking up at them, and asked, "Jiumei, do you recognize them?"

Pointing, the girl in white skirt said: "He is Lu Xiaofeng."

As soon as the girl in white skirt finished speaking, the girls on the wall all turned their eyes.

"He's Lu Xiaofeng? Why doesn't he have four eyebrows?"

The girl in the red dress looked at it carefully for a moment, then turned around and asked in surprise.

"It must be him. My sisters look at him with wicked eyebrows and eyes. There must be no one in the world who dares to look at us like this and is still alive and well."

"Then who is this monk?"

"It's a white horse..."

Just as he was talking about Lu Xiaofeng, the girl in the red skirt looked curiously at the monk who was staring at the monk and his sisters, like a flower monk.

The honest monk ran away immediately, using his hands and feet together, running very fast, very panicked and chaotic!
"Why did he run away?"

"Perhaps the girls were too beautiful and the monk couldn't stand them, so he had no choice but to run away."

But it was Lu Xiaofeng who suddenly answered at this time.

"Sharp teeth! Glib tongue! It's time to fight!"

A reprimand, a sword light!
The sword is like a thunderbolt, where human eyes can't keep up with the swiftness.

Lu Xiaofeng didn't even see it, just relying on his feeling, he suddenly stretched out his hand.

"Buzz!"

Amidst a dull buzzing sound, a cold light was trembling between Lu Xiaofeng's fingers.

That's him, without dodging or dodging, he can still receive such a sword.

"It really is Lu Xiaofeng!"

The woman who stabbed the sword said.

"Into the dragon, out of the sword, you are Gongsun Lan!"

After receiving that sword, Lu Xiaofeng's expression changed, he remembered the origin of this sword.

The lost screen wall in Yang Guang's mansion, the copy from Snake King, depicts a woman dancing with a sword.

The girl didn't know her name at first, but a few days ago, everyone in the world already knew that her surname was Gongsun.

In the past, there was a beautiful woman named Gongsun.

At that time, at the Snake King's place, Lu Xiaofeng also had a little comprehension when looking at the calligraphy and painting, but at that time, it was like a mist, and he hadn't seen through it.

At this moment, he saw the sword.

It's not false, but a real sword, which is in line with the sword in the painting.

Just in the blink of an eye, he realized the true meaning of this sword and that sword.

In an instant, he comprehended a sword technique.

【Amazing Sword】

That sword was directly imprinted into the lake of his heart. It was just a move, and this sword naturally had its name.

This kind of sword is also the sudden stabbing sword, Lu Xiaofeng also thought of who stabbed this sword.

The enemy that the snake king said.

Gongsun Lan, suspected of being an embroidery thief.

Such a sword, if it were a needle, would have extraordinary power!
If he could block it, Jiang Chongwei would definitely not be able to block it.

In an instant, countless waves surged in Lu Xiaofeng's heart, he put his two fingers together, and a cold light was firmly controlled by his two fingers.

Not far or near, just in the right position, this sword is slightly shorter than ordinary swords.

Lu Xiaofeng clamped her fingers on the tip of the sword.

With such a move, everyone recognized it, in this world, Lu Xiaofeng was the only one who could do it.

A sharp finger!
Blocking this sword, he got a glimpse of the true meaning of a peerless sword technique, and learned an extremely fierce sword move.

The harvest was great, but Lu Xiaofeng didn't feel the slightest joy.

He likes beautiful women, but he is also most afraid of beautiful women. Therefore, in the past, he would rather spend money in a brothel than get involved with the beauties around him.

He is more afraid of trouble.

In the arena, half of the troubles are caused by beautiful women.

Gongsun Lan is a beautiful woman, even just beautiful is not enough to describe her.

Originally, what the Snake King said about [female butcher] [ecstasy mother-in-law] [five poisonous lady] [grandma Xiong], how could a woman with these names be so beautiful.

Lu Xiaofeng has also heard of the legend of sugar-fried chestnuts, isn't that an old woman?
Even if there is a disguise, any beautiful woman would not want to have these names on her head, would she?

After seeing Gongsun Lan's true face, Lu Xiaofeng understood somewhat.

This was a beauty that he had only seen in his life. Lu Xiaofeng had seen countless beauties, but compared with Gongsun Lan, the beauties he had seen in the past could only be called vulgar.

It's not just the beauty of appearance, if we only look at the appearance, there is not much difference between beauties.

Temperament, that silent temperament.

Brilliant as the morning glow, noble as a queen, graceful as a fairy.

For such a beauty, no matter how she dresses up, her beauty will not be compromised.

Any title, the moment you see her, you will forget it.

The gorgeous skirt on her body is just decoration, at most, it can only be called icing on the cake.

For an ordinary beauty, if she was wearing this neon dress and feather coat, she might not be able to see her face clearly.

Could such a beauty be an embroidered thief?
Lu Xiaofeng was slightly shaken, but he also knew that women are the most deceitful, especially beautiful women, because they have to learn to deal with passionate men and jealous women since they were young.

Gongsun Lan seemed unable to draw her own sword, the two were at each other, Lu Xiaofeng wanted to ask something, maybe the woman in front of him would lie to him.

"Are you the Embroidery Thief?"

Lu Xiaofeng asked directly, and he didn't know why he asked this question.

"Is she an embroidery thief?"

At this time, a man's question came from behind Lu Xiaofeng.

"Catch her!"

A roar!

The sword in Lu Xiaofeng's hand suddenly disappeared.

Or it didn't disappear, but turned into ten or a hundred sword lights.

Turned into light.

The sword light was like a shocking rainbow, and the leaves on the tree beside him were destroyed by the cold sword energy, and fell one by one.

In an instant, it was crushed by the sword light again, flying like snowflakes all over the sky.

Lu Xiaofeng was instantly forced into a cold sweat. He originally thought that after seeing the swords of Yang Ke and Ximen Chuuxue, there would no longer be any swords that could shock him.

But at this time, he saw another sword technique that shocked him. In the lake of his heart, the originally illusory projection gradually solidified!

“In the past, there was a beautiful lady named Gongsun. When she danced her sword, her weapon moved in all directions. The spectators were as depressed as the mountains, and the heaven and earth were depressed for a long time.

Huo Ruyi shoots nine sunsets, moves like a dragon flying like a group of emperors, comes like a thunderbolt and receives wrath, and is like a river and sea congealed into clear light..."

The person in the painting seemed to have come to reality, and the sword in the painting was shining in front of Lu Xiaofeng's eyes.

Between heaven and earth, there is nothing but this shining sword.

Lu Xiaofeng was overwhelmed by the cold sword energy, that poem seemed to praise the person with the sword in front of him.

He didn't have much confidence at this time, even though he had already shown a peerless swordsmanship in his mind. It could even be said that he had learned a peerless swordsmanship.

It's just that at this moment, Lu Xiaofeng wasn't happy at all, he just felt that he could die under this sword at any time.

As long as this sword stabs at him.

This sword was not aimed at him, but at the person behind him.

Jin Jiuling.

The chief arrester of the six doors appeared here for some reason, is it the same purpose as the honest monk?
Lu Xiaofeng still had time to think about it, although the sword light all over the sky was forcing him to back, back.

He didn't intend to stop it, and didn't want to try again. Whether he could take it or not, Gongsun Lan's full strength sword.

Because he knew that if he took action at this time, the other women, all of whom were considered to be peerless beauties, would take action.

Lu Xiaofeng looked at Gongsun Lan's dancing sword, confirming it with the figure in the heart lake.

"Sword Weapon" was not originally a swordsmanship, it was originally the name of an ancient martial dance, the dancers were dressed in colorful clothes with empty hands, and the ribbons flew like flying.

Gongsun's "sword weapon" transformed the dance skills that were originally just for viewing into a martial arts that could actually stab the enemy and hurt people.

Since this kind of swordsmanship was born out of dance, it is of course different from other swordsmanship. The true power of this kind of swordsmanship needs "beauty" to exert its true power. The more beautiful the warrior, the more moving the sword dance is. The beauty has already brought this sword skill to its extreme.

The sword light all over the sky is composing a beautiful picture scroll. At this time, Lu Xiaofeng has already superimposed the rubbings seen from the Snake King with the scene in front of him.

Yang Ke's sword formation, Ximen Chuuxue's sword slash, and the gorgeous sword dance in front of him, Lu Xiaofeng sighed slightly, now he knows that there are people beyond the human world and beyond.

The beauty and mystery of sword techniques are by no means limited to these three types, and I am afraid that there will be more in the future.

Jin Jiuling blocked it very calmly, as it should be, his martial arts is also extremely high, otherwise, even if he has a reputation and ability to solve crimes, he would not be able to become the chief arrester of these six sects.

The six gates of the Great Sui Kingdom were first established, and there must be a master who can suppress dissatisfaction.

Although Gongsun Lan's sword is extremely gorgeous, it is impossible to hurt Jin Jiuling for a while.

The sword light that filled the sky was gradually reduced.

In this way, it is not concentrated power, the more gorgeous and beautiful the [Jinghong Sword Art], the stronger the power.

Gongsun Lan is like this, just trying to escape.

Lu Xiaofeng learned the [Jinghong Sword Art], he saw through Gongsun Lan's mind.

However, when he saw through it, it was also when Gongsun Lan threw herself.

Her movement skills are extremely mysterious. Lu Xiaofeng has also seen many masters who are famous for their light skills, and he is one of them.

Gongsun Lan's body skills are not inferior to his [Phoenix Dance Nine Heavens], and his agility is even better.

Although Jin Jiuling's palm contained great power, it fell into the void in an instant, and his opponent had already disappeared several feet away.

When it reaches the top of the wall, it seems that it will disappear if it jumps again.

At this time, a pair of jade-like fists suddenly appeared, shaped like ice jade.

"Stop the witch!"

Just as his fist was about to hit Gongsun Lan's waist, he heard a loud shout.

The sound sounded, and Jin Jiuling, who was running fast, suddenly paused and stopped.

The streamer around Gongsun Lan's waist swung out, touched the fist, and immediately turned into powder.

Her figure, at this time, has already retreated and turned around, and arrived at the place where the women who appeared with her were.

"go!"

With a soft cry, those women all disappeared, and all of them had exquisite lightness kung fu.

Looking at the wall, the man who appeared later had an upright face, and looked at the women who disappeared, full of worry.

After a while, he jumped down and slightly raised his hands towards Jin Jiuling and Lu Xiaofeng, "It's a pity, it's a pity that I couldn't stop it in time. I wonder what did this witch do?"

Jin Jiuling looked at the visitor, snorted coldly, turned around and left.

Lu Xiaofeng turned to this person, bowed back, and said: "I've met Hero Jiang, that woman may be the Embroidery Thief, but..."

Before Lu Xiaofeng finished speaking, the man stomped his feet suddenly, the ground trembled, and he said angrily, "Damn it! It's this witch!"

"Hero Jiang..."

Seeing him so furious, Lu Xiaofeng was puzzled at first, but after thinking about it for a while, he thought of some connection. The person who came was indeed a great hero, Heluo hero Jiang Tianxiong, who was ranked third among the four great masters of the six sects of the Great Sui Kingdom.

The reason for his anger is probably related to Jiang Chongwei who was blinded.

It is said that the two have some relationship, they may be cousins, but Jiang Chongwei was not in the Heluo area in the past, and he only arrived in Heluo in recent years, and then entered the palace as an official.

Lu Xiaofeng also heard some rumors by accident, and now seeing Jiang Tianxiong's anger, his mind turned to comfort him.

"This kind of demon girl must not be let go. Wait for me to go and see if there are any clues. Hero Lu, take your leave."

Jiang Tianxiong waved his hands and said, then turned and left, leaving only the lingering sound.

Seeing him in such a hurry, Lu Xiaofeng stared at him for a while, then, with a sigh, turned around and left, the target was still the original place.

……

A bag of sugar-fried chestnuts was delivered, and Yang Ke asked, "The words have been delivered."

"Yes, Your Highness."

Yang Ke looked at the bag of fried chestnuts, waved his hand, and asked the eunuch to take it down.

It's just street food, and the taste is not very good, not to mention that it is cold after being brought back from such a long distance.

Looking at the tasks that had not been refreshed in the task interface, Yang Ke was not in a hurry.

He has seen through the ultimate purpose of the main mission.

It is nothing more than "on a full moon night, on the top of the Forbidden City, a sword coming from the west, flying immortals from the sky."

This is also the end of a story.

From the current point of view, Ximen Chuuxue is far from being Ye Gucheng's opponent, not to mention anything else, Ximen Chuuxue is no match for that pure Jun sword alone.

Skills have limits in this martial arts world. After reaching a certain level, it becomes a competition of spirit, will, and strength.

Unless, Ximen Chuuxue can cultivate a sword that points directly at the mind, or a sword that interferes with reality, or an invincible sword.

Otherwise, this final task cannot be generated.

Maybe it's the power of friendship, maybe it's the power of love, maybe it's the heart of love, there is nothing but the sword.

September fifteenth.

It doesn’t necessarily have to be this time, it could be October [-]th, or September [-]th next year.

Ye Gucheng only showed up on Luoshui, and then disappeared. With his character and martial arts, it is very easy for people not to see his traces.

But this time, what conspiracy is he going to unleash?

(End of this chapter)