See Jiangshan

When the brothers from the Yuan family came to look for Qiu Bei, the drizzle had just stopped.

Yuanshangqiu moved his nose: "Hajian Xuejiang has been here?"

The tobacco leaves that the man smoked did not have a pungent taste, but rather a mixture of herbs or spices, clean and bland.

After being washed away by the rain, it almost disappeared and was not easy to detect.

Qiu Bei slowly put down the carving knife: "Yes." He opened the hidden compartment under the table, "The rune pattern on your sword has been completely completed."

Yuanshang begged for the Tao, thanked him, turned around and left with his sword in his arms, without stopping for a moment.

Yuan Xiasuo hurriedly got up to stop him, while slandering, if he really smelled it and searched for it, wouldn't he be like some kind of small domestic animal?

"Don't look for him. Go to the back mountain to find Fu Keji to try the sword. If you have nothing to do, leave me alone."

The man jumped out of the window and ran away, leaving only one sentence, Yuan Xiasuo shook his head and sighed.

Qiu Bei poured him a cup of hot tea and told him what happened today.

Of the four, Zhong Yuan Xiasuo was the most thoughtful and thoughtful, and Qiu Bei was used to notifying him when something happened.

Warming up with hot tea, Yuan Xiasuo said comfortingly: "The world is far from the peaceful age of the past. It is very good that you can think of leaving a way out."

He changed the subject: "Huajian Xuejiang is not a safe way out. He used to be arrogant, offended others without knowing it, no matter who the other party was, he was unwilling to compromise, and ended up in trouble. Don't look at the change now. Many, you've seen those pamphlets of 'Gossip about the Emperor's Capital', they dare to write anything with embellishment and embellishment."

"It can be seen that Nanyang has not smoothed his edges and corners in the past few years. After all, he will never break his bones."

"Young heroes are good, but heroes have short lives. Like my elder brother and Fu Keji, once he draws his sword, he will not spare his life. Who can stop him? How many lives are enough to die?"

"Let's not talk about them, let's just talk about Cheng Qianren. He is not from the Jiange, but he holds the Jiange Suppressing Mountain God Soldier. As a big disciple, Fu Keji must get it back. And I will help Fu Keji plan. At that time, you will feel Dilemma, how will you deal with it?"

Qiu Bei felt that he was thinking too much: "Don't be embarrassed, I am not friends with them."

Yuan Shangqiu still earnestly said: "It is a good thing to make more friends. But I think you should make some friends who are not so easy to die, so that you can have a safe future. Do you understand what I mean?"

Qiu Bei began to think.

After he entered Taoism with his master, he was asked to learn blacksmithing, carving, painting and other things that seemed to have nothing to do with refining.

Carved wooden birds, the feather lines should be completely vivid.When engraving portraits, thousands of hairs must be meticulous.Draw the smoke of the incense burner, the trajectory of flying insects, practice eyesight, patience and perseverance.

Unexpectedly, after practicing kung fu, people also become chronic.

Yuan Xiasuo waited for a long time before he reached out and pointed in a direction, and said slowly, "You mean, let me be friends with those trash?"

Yuan Xiasuo was speechless.

***

Cheng Qianren thought that Qiu Bei probably recognized his sword.

"What's wrong with this sword?"

Gu Xuejiang showed a worried expression: "Jiange is divided into two veins of Danshan Mountain and Yanshan Mountain. Shengui Piyi is the sword of the owner of Danshan Mountain. It is said that it can have a sense of celestial phenomena. Although it has supreme power, it is too murderous. , the fierceness is extremely strong, and the sword holder is prone to backlash. Since the previous sword master died under the apprentice Ning Fu's return of the sword, it has gained an unknown notoriety..."

Cheng Qianren remained silent.

He fought water ghosts in Wuhuandu, earned money from dead people, and watched other corpse hunters kowtow to clay statues with cold eyes.

The locals know that he is the least particular about him, and he dares to take any job if he is given enough money.

As long as Zhuliu doesn't think he is unlucky, he doesn't believe in the theory of evil spirits.

Gu Xuejiang: "You have to be careful, many people want to get it."

While talking, Lin Duzhi's consultation room arrived, and Xu Ran didn't expect the two to come back so early: "Didn't talk?"

Cheng Qianren: "It's done."

"Amazing, you can negotiate with me without any money!"

Gu Xuejiang: "Owing favors is more troublesome than owing money, let alone we have no money."

"There is money, but the money in the house cannot be moved." Cheng Qianren raised his eyebrows: "It's easy to lighten life and death with a smile. It's useless to borrow a tael of silver."

Gu Xuejiang laughed, untied the knife into the box, and held it to Lin Duzhi: "Please keep it for me, and I will ask you to get it when I pull out the magic breath and renew the martial arteries."

Lin Duzhi took it as if it was a trivial matter.

Xu Ran: "Why did Princess Wen Le give you this? I knew you before, you two won't..."

Gu Er said helplessly: "Speak carefully. When I was on duty in the Imperial Army, she was only very old. I think she is like a younger sister, or a daughter." Pick it up and leave, like a rabbit.

"True two. If you dare to treat the princess as your daughter, why didn't your majesty stab you to death with a sword?"

"I don't understand it to you. You have never raised a child. Qian Ren understands. You say it is Qian Ren... Qian Ren?!"

Speaking of the child, Cheng Qianren thought of what happened last night again, and couldn't let go of it, so he simply said it.Use 'Shadow' instead of drifting.

Look forward to knowledgeable and knowledgeable friends.

Unexpectedly, the owner of Huajian Lake and the leader of Nanshan were stumped.

Gu Xuejiang pondered and said: "With your current state, when you meditate and breathe, the sea of ​​consciousness should be empty."

"After concentrating on the mind, you can see the meridians, viscera, and purple mansion in the sitting photo, and you can see the decorations in the quiet room when you put your spiritual consciousness out. If you are stronger, you can vividly see the scene of five miles, ten miles, or even the whole city, which is mysterious and indescribable. How can there be a piece of white mist, a figure?"

"Could it be... the 'Departing Soul Technique'?"

"Do you recognize that figure? Is it your enemy? Entering your Sea of ​​Consciousness with the Soul Leaving Technique should not be just to see you and talk to you. If he sets up a restriction to trap your soul, the consequences will be disastrous."

Lin Duzhi disagreed: "It's not necessarily the 'spiritual separation technique', every school and sect has this kind of method."

"When I broke through for the first time, in order to make me feel at ease, master separated a trace of spiritual consciousness, entered my sea of ​​consciousness, protected me, and led me forward. Master's supernatural power is called 'into the Zen machine'. It requires the practitioner to cultivate High and deep, with strong spiritual consciousness. If you are not careful, you will bite yourself back."

Cheng Qianren rubbed his nose: "Don't be too serious... I probably fell asleep and had a dream."

Chasing the flow is so big.

***

When the Nanyuan four idiots wanted to resell the treasures, they racked their brains to figure out the way out, and once they decided to participate, they would go all out.

For seven days, they studied the rules, collected information, and made all possible preparations.

The martial arts test comes first, and the literary test comes after. On the last day before the start of the rematch, the ban on the martial arts arena has been removed, and the contestants can go in to familiarize themselves with the venue.

Many deacons and inspectors are still busy making final inspection arrangements.

The martial arts arena is paved with solid and flat bluestone, and it is open and boundless.It had been raining continuously for the past few days, and there was a layer of water on the bricks and stones, making it even colder.

Surrounded by layers of elevated stone steps, red lines delineate the Qingshan Courtyard, Chunbo Terrace, Nanshan Backyard, and the seating area for Beilan visitors.

There is the highest stand on the north side, with the best view, reserved for the big shots.The tables and chairs have been neatly arranged, and the flags of the northern and southern courtyards, one green and one red, are fluttering in the wind.

Today is also the last day for bets on big and small games in the semi-finals.Many people gathered outside the arena to exchange news and look at the contestants entering the arena.

Cheng Qianren and the others came early, and saw forty circular platforms rising up from the endless martial arts arena, which stood out in sight.

Xu Ran was shocked: "When did these move here?"

They jumped onto the stands, ran more than ten steps, and looked down from the heights.

Cheng Qianren reckoned that the Martial arts arena was the size of four standard football fields, and each circular platform was ten feet in diameter, and it was polished by some kind of stone, black and white, dotted all over.

Tomorrow, more than a hundred people will fight here, and when all the leaks are exhausted, only one person can stand on one side, and it will be counted as the winner.Otherwise, the same stage will be out.In just two hours, 40 people can be determined to advance to the final.

Cheng Qianren and Xu Ran had discussed the battle idea before.

Don't compete with Yuan Shangqiu and Fu Keji, and try to avoid those seniors who will graduate this year, such as Zhou Yan and others. They have high cultivation and rich experience in competitions.Victory is not easy.

Seeing the venue with his own eyes now, Xu Ran said in a daze, "I can't imagine tomorrow at all. What kind of fight will it be..."

Cheng Qianren also understood that the way of fighting was basically useless.

This is the real big dogfight.

Competitors can join forces or turn against each other at any time.The round tables that are not distributed according to the rules add more randomness to the battle.Not to mention deliberate selection of opponents or return to support teammates, even situations such as accidental injury and mutual injury cannot be completely avoided.

Gu Xuejiang suddenly said: "It turned out to be chess, the vice president is very elegant."

Cheng Qianren looked again, the gaps between the blue bricks were like vertical and horizontal lines on a chessboard, and the forty black and white round tables were like chess pieces on a board.It was the beginning of a game, when the outcome was unpredictable.

Gu Xuejiang didn't know what to think of, she smiled lightly and said: "It's just right, I'll fight with swords, but the big men can't jump out of this chessboard with their fingertips."

Xu Ran couldn't understand: "What do you mean? Does it have anything to do with our fight tomorrow?"

The sky is getting brighter, and there are already 60 to [-] people in the field.Some people walked around the platform, and some people jumped onto the round platform.

A group of young masters in fine clothes came together.Many of them are familiar faces.

Although the martial arts arena is large, practitioners have far better eyesight than ordinary people. Lin Duzhi turned slightly to block Gu Er's eyes.Those people only took a few glances and didn't intend to come forward to talk.

A moment later, Cheng Qianren suddenly turned his head when a sharp line of sight passed through most of the martial arts arena.

With sword eyebrows and deep eyes, and a long sword in green clothes, it is Fu Keji.

He was sure that the other party saw them, and his eyes were on his sword.

With just one glance, the four of Nanyuan became nervous at the same time.

Fu Keji walked with his sword in his arms, his robes fluttering, from the north to the south, the voices of people everywhere he passed were silent, only the sharp sword energy escaped.

This time it was Zhong Tianyu's turn to be nervous.He is not a contestant, and he was able to enter the arena only when he was on the same road as Zhong Tianjin.The opponent is imposing, what is he going to do?

Fu Keji stood still in front of Zhong Shiliu.The voice was low and indifferent, and everyone could hear it clearly.

"Do you know the origin of this sword?"

Zhong Shiliu: "I know." The Rin Shuang Sword in his hand was the sword that Song Juefei used to wear.

"Do you know Jiange swordsmanship?"

"Understood."

"Are you willing to worship in the Jiange?"

There was an uproar all around.

The question was so familiar, Cheng Qianren thought to himself, could this be...'Jiange Sanlian'?

Zhong Shiliu answered better than me.

As soon as the voice of the third question fell, Zhong Tianyu couldn't take it anymore: "You are deceiving people too much!"

Zhong Tianjin was more calm: "This person is my Zhong family's sword servant, and he will serve the family to the death. How can you forget your gratitude and betray the master? Even if your Jiange is the first sect, it is too overbearing to act like this."

Fu Keji didn't look sideways at first, but he glanced coldly when he heard this.

The two of them were taken by his momentum, and they didn't know what to say for a moment.

The crowd in the distance whispered: "Don't wait for tomorrow, they are going to fight now?"

Fu Keji's sword energy became more and more violent.Ask Zhong Shiliu again.

Suddenly there was a strong breeze, and a folding fan separated the two sides. Yuan Xiasuo arrived in time, talking and laughing freely, and turning around to mediate.

When people were watching the fun, Nanyuan Sidu had already left the martial arts arena.

Xu Ran: "Has he always been like this? Because Master is the Lord of Jiange Mountain and a saint, so he can't see others holding the sword of Jiange?"

Gu Xuejiang explained: "After the accident of Jiange Shuangbi, no one in the Danshan lineage stood up the door, and the Yanshan lineage was supported by his master. Saints are not real immortals, and there will be a day when their lifespan is exhausted. Last year, it was reported that they were retreating to seek a breakthrough. If it wasn't for the fact that there is not much Shouyuan left, how could he take the risk at his age?"

"Jiange's younger generation is dying, and only the big disciple Fu Keji is holding up the situation... Today's No. [-] sect seems to be at its peak, but it seems to be fading away. He can only be tougher."

"When I was in the imperial capital, he would still tell a few cold jokes, but now..." Gu Xuejiang shook her head.

Cheng Qianren silently continued: "Only Jiange Sanlian."