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01

Song Nanping was riding a donkey. The donkey had a lame leg and walked staggeringly. He was dressed sloppily, blurring his age.

The donkey stepped into the Peacock Villa with its front hoof, and a young man closed the door behind him to thank the guests.

The gate of the villa is made of fine iron, and when it opens and closes, it is so loud that it almost catches the donkey's tail.

The gray-skinned donkey was startled by this, and ran for two steps, but his legs and feet were really clumsy, so he stumbled over a stone and fell to the ground.

Even the dozing young man on the donkey's back was overturned to the ground and rolled in the mud unexpectedly.

Xie Zhuo happened to pass by and received a big gift from Song Nanping.

Song Nanping lost his wit, and Xie Zhuo rolled his eyelids slightly.

Four eyes facing each other.

One in rags and tattered clothes, with a disheveled face, and one in white clothes, full of richness.

Perhaps there was too much movement in this room, and in a short while there were disciples swarming up, chattering and making a lot of noise, some called Senior Brother, some called Junior Martial Uncle, and some called Deacon Song.

Song Nanping was supported to get up from the ground, wiped the ashes, and waved to a group of brothers: "It's not in the way, it's not in the way."

When I looked again, I didn't know where the white clothes had gone.

02

A group of heroes gathered at the Peacock Villa for the five-yearly sword-testing meeting.

Entering the arena with one foot, the sword has no eyes, life and death are conceited, whether it is famous all over the world, or blood is splashed on the spot.

Song Nanping was the first to fight, and today he changed into a peacock blue shirt, with a narrow knife on his back, and a wine gourd fastened to his waist.When he bowed his head and said nothing, Duan was a handsome man with red lips and white teeth, and his appearance was not too young.

People can't help admiring that a hero is a boy.

The young man looked very suspicious, he was born with a smiling face, he often smiled before saying anything, but asked: "Can I use a knife?"

In the sword test meeting, the test was naturally a sword.

The swordsman is also the master of a hundred soldiers.

50 years ago, there was Xie Hanjiang who struck eighteen roads in the south of the Yangtze River with a single sword, and his sword energy spanned 50 miles; [-] years later, there was a man who heard that Ren Qiong beheaded the king of Gu in Jianzhaopo, and his sword light chilled nineteen states.

As soon as these words came out, all the heroes looked at each other, their expressions difficult to distinguish.

A white-haired old man flew onto the stage, pointed at the sword, and drank: "The place where the sword is tested, how can you allow your yellow mouth to talk nonsense!"

This person is Guanjiangu white-browed old man, he is quite old-fashioned, he has been famous for more than 30 years, and he is an old senior who is in the same class as Wuliangshan Wenren.

"Also ask the seniors to advise."

The young man had a smile on his face, facing a fierce sword intent, he did not panic, he flicked his two fingers lightly on the hilt of the saber, but he didn't see the sheath, but he saw the old man who had watched the sword draw back quickly, his silver hair blown by the wind scattered.

When I looked again, the bun on the top of my head fell to the ground.

Song Nanping cupped his fists and saluted: "Senior, I have accepted."

Trying the sword will not try the sword, and killing people will not kill people.

Because of the young man who fell from the sky, the sword test meeting became a hair-shaving meeting.

I don't know if it was Song Nanping's intention to humiliate, all the people who ascended the ring had their heads shaved, but no one died.

03

As the sun was slanting to the west, on the ring, there was still the young man in green shirt standing leaning on the knife, the corners of his lips curled up as if mocking, and he was raising his hand to cover the sunlight.

Another half stick of incense, if no one beats this young man, today's competition will be over.

A white robe suddenly appeared.

This person came quietly, just appeared on the ring, and even deceived the eyes of most of the heroes present.

Song Nanping took a closer look, but it was the man in white that he saw yesterday, with one hand behind his back, without a sword, and the overly wide sleeves of his robe were rattling by the wind.

No knife and no sword.

Song Nanping felt strange.

There were willows hanging down on the stage, the young man in white had warm eyebrows and light lips.He leaned over and broke off a willow branch casually.

Start with broken willows, and there is no more wind.

The turbulent air seemed to be suppressed by a greater force.

Song Nanping glanced at the censer on the table from the corner of his eye, seeing that the last stick of incense was about to see the bottom, and the Taiyi remnant could be obtained, so he killed such a weird person out of nowhere.

Song Nanping went to poke the handle of the knife, but before he could touch it with his fingers, he heard a loud shout from afar.

The voice was filled with powerful inner strength, and it was deafening, and those who were poor in skill might die suddenly on the spot.

But he said: "Song Nanping! Get out of here!"

He knew who was calling him without even thinking about it.

Song Nanping glanced at the last spark in the incense burner, heyed, and hurriedly rolled down.

04

Song Nanping was gone, but the Peacock Villa exploded.

Who doesn't know that Wuliang Peak has heard the name of Renqiong?

In the past 30 years, Wuliangfeng Jinghu Mountain Villa once reached the top of the rivers and lakes. In the past ten years, there has been a saying that Jinghu is one sword and two swords.

Rumor has it that Song Nanping climbed the Wuliang Peak at the age of seven, and joined Wenren Qiongmen at the age of eight. He is talented and intelligent, and he is a natural sword embryo that is rare in a hundred years.But I am strangely tight. I usually wear a knife and a sword when I walk in the rivers and lakes, but I just don't use the sword.

Thinking that Song Nanping has been famous in the world for nearly ten years, no matter what, he should be in his [-]s, but now he is just a young man with a weak crown.

Song Nanping rode a lame donkey all the way down the mountain, and at the foot of the mountain, he saw a rider leading the way, and behind him was the mighty disciple of Wuliang Peak.

Song Nanping said: "Master Young Master, the disciple has come back."

Wenren Yaliang himself is not elegant at all, seeing Song Nanping, without saying a word, raised his whip and whipped him.

Song Nanping was slippery like a loach, dodging twice, before the third whip fell, Song Nanping grabbed the whip in one go.The barb on the whip pierced into the palm of his hand, and Song Nanping wrapped it around his palm without realizing it: "Master Young Master, I am in a hurry to get the remnants of the scroll. If there is anything, let's go back and solve it slowly?"

Wen Ren knew that his martial arts were not as good as Song Nanping, but he didn't expect that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't pull out the whip, so he threw the whip aside angrily: "Get out! Get out as far as you can!"

05

Song Nanping hurried to find the man in white in the bamboo forest on the mountainside, and as expected, the man got the fragment of Taiyi.

Just now, after a short meeting in the arena, he knew that the other party's martial arts were profound and unpredictable. Song Nanping didn't dare to snatch it, he could only move it emotionally: "Young master, to tell you the truth, I need to obtain this fragment of Taiyi. I don't know how you can get it. give me something?"

The man in white rolled his eyelids and turned a blind eye.

Song Nanping: "I didn't say that, the fragments of Taiyi are all in Miao language, young master, I'm afraid you can't understand it!"

Unexpectedly, that person ignored Song Nanping's heartfelt words at all, didn't know whether he was dumb or deaf, and went straight to his own.

Song Nanping felt anxious, and didn't know the wrong string in his brain, so he blurted out: "Beauty stay away!"

The passers-by paused.

Seeing such a reaction, Song Nanping was also surprised. Could it be that the person in front of him is a beautiful girl, so he only likes to be called a beauty?

Song Nanping didn't care about other things, it's not up to him to care about other people's hobbies, he hit the snake with a stick and said, "A beauty should be paired with a good sword."

While talking, Song Nanping took off his saber, and he didn't feel any regrets about this sword that had been with him for many years but had never been drawn out of its sheath, and offered it with both hands.

The man in white didn't turn a blind eye this time, but took the sword and looked at it for a moment.

The three-foot Qingfeng unsheathed.

Song Nanping's wine gourd was stabbed across the waist, the top-grade flower carvings flowed all over the floor, and the aroma of wine overflowed in an instant.

Song Nanping said dryly: "A sword has no eyes, it's okay, it's okay..."

If Song Nanping hadn't noticed the slight movement of the opponent's wrist, Song Nanping would have withdrawn immediately and backed away, and the wine gourd would not have been pierced right now.

There are three characters of "Beauty Pei" in seal script on the sword frame.

Beauty match.Beauty Pei.

The corners of the white-clothed man's lips twitched lightly, as if he was smiling, Song Nanping was about to take a closer look, when he threw something in front of him, and took a look, it was the fragment of Taiyi.

"A sword is a good sword."

That person was neither dumb nor deaf, on the contrary, his voice was clear, and he didn't look like a woman at all.

06

"I got the things, why do you still follow me?"

Song Nanping pretended to be stupid: "I didn't follow you. This is the only way to go to the town." As he said that, he showed the whip marks on his hands, bloodstained, and his flesh was turned out. It's just a bit of martial arts, not copper skin and iron bones. It's very miserable to suffer this. "There is only a medical center in this town."

It was just now that Song Nanping learned that this person's name was Xie Zhuo.

It has been some years since Song Nanping walked the rivers and lakes. Several top masters in the world are known, but they have never heard of this person's name.

Although Fang Cai failed to fight, Song Nanping knew that the martial arts of the person in front of him was not inferior to him, even much higher.For such a No. [-] character, Song Nanping couldn't make up his mind for a while, so he thought about following a paragraph before making plans.

Xie Zhuo didn't speak anymore, but after walking for a while, Song Nanping couldn't hold back and said, "Speaking of which, why do you want to take the Taiyi fragment?"

Xie Zhuo: "Just passing by."

"..." Song Nanping, "Then do you know who wrote this Taiyi fragment? What is recorded?"

Xie Zhuo: "I don't know."

The corners of Song Nanping's eyes twitched, and he continued patiently: "This fragment of Taiyi was written by a woman from Miaojiang, a few Buddhist scriptures copied in Miao language when she had nothing to do. It's just that the Miao woman is Miao Jiang Gu King, this Buddhist scripture copied from east to west has been given a random name, and it is called "Taiyi Fragmented Volume".

"You've probably heard the name of Wuliangfeng Wenrenqiong. His battle to become famous is to kill the Gu king Yu Jianzhaopo, and the Gu king is this Miao girl with a fragmented book of Taiyi."

"It is said that Miao girl is the most beautiful woman in the world."

Xie Zhuo: "...So?"

"Just curious." Song Nanping smiled, "I want to see what the scriptures written by this number one beauty look like."

Song Nanping's donkey was tied to the Peacock Villa, and the two of them walked the mountain road for an afternoon without using light work. In the evening, they were quite a distance from the town, and they spent the night at the bottom of the mountain.

In the middle of the night, Song Nanping leaned against the tree trunk, thinking of the beauty's words during the day, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

Song Nanping really couldn't bear his curiosity, he was never one to wrong himself, so he got up secretly and went to Xie Zhuo's side.

Song Nanping tiptoed to Xie Zhuo's side, squatted down, held his breath, stretched out his hand to touch his chest, kneaded it up and down, and found that apart from the normal chest muscles, there was really no special bulge.Song Nanping was about to go down again, and looked up.

It's okay if you don't look at it, but when you look at the three souls and seven souls, you are almost scared.

Xie Zhuo didn't know when he opened his eyes, and he didn't know how long he had been awake, so he just looked at him with lowered eyes.

Song Nanping took his hand back, pretended to be calm, and coughed: "... I am relieved to see that you are a man."