The moon is bright and the wind is clear

Since Sikong Lang met Mo Qi in the Green Bamboo Forest last time and learned from him that he was Mo Qi, during the time in Taibai Villa, the two of them sneaked out while everyone in the villa was asleep. Meet the green bamboo forest.

For many nights in a row, the two would go to the stream deep in the bamboo forest to drink leisurely and talk all night long.

Finally one day, Hong Ling went to Si Kong Lang's residence to look for him.

It was already late at night, and when she had just walked to the side courtyard, she saw Sikong Lang walk out of the side courtyard with a smile on his face excitedly.Seeing Sikong Lang's actions, Hong Ling immediately felt strange, and followed him out of curiosity.She has been following Sikong Lang closely at the rear, careful not to let Sikong Lang find out.When he knew that Sikong Lang was going to the green bamboo forest where almost no one went, he was very puzzled, thinking that his senior brother came to this bamboo forest so late, so there might be something hidden from her.So she followed closely, until she came to the shimmering brook, she saw a person there, and she saw Sikong Lang walking straight towards that person.

The red water chestnut is well hidden in a pile of weeds.

She pushed aside the weeds in front of her eyes, trying to see who that person was.It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, it almost made her cry out.

The person that the senior brother wants to meet... is actually a disciple of the Cangyun sect, Mo Qi, the junior brother of her deadly rival and enemy Lan Xuzhi.Her almond eyes were wide open, and her eyebrows were deeply frowned.

Brother...why...how did he get mixed up with Lan Xuzhi's junior.And... It doesn't look like a relationship between ordinary friends, but a pair of confidants and lovers.

They... When did this happen?Why didn't I notice it at all, why is my brother so confused.

That's right, it must be that Mo Qi deliberately approached his senior for some ulterior purpose.Hmph... Then Mo Qi is exactly like his senior brother, he is not a good guy, and he will use some dirty tricks.This is not good, you must stop the brother.

Hongling sighed deeply, and walked back to the circuit.

After a long time, Sikong Lang returned to his residence.As soon as I got back to the room, I saw Hong Ling jumping in from the window.

"Hongling? Why is it you? It's so late, why don't you go to sleep, what are you doing here?" Sikong Lang asked strangely.

Hong Ling sighed, and went straight to the point: "Brother, you are really confused, why are you with Lan Xuzhi's junior brother?"

Sikong Lang was stunned for a moment, then understood.Thinking that Hong Ling had seen him and Mo Qi together, she said: "This...it's a long story, I really like him." At the end, he paused and said: "He also likes me. "

This time Hong Ling felt even more incredible, and said angrily: "Brother! Are you serious?!"

"of course."

Hong Ling shook her head, and said again: "Don't you think he deliberately approached you like this to confuse you for some purpose? Don't forget, he is Lan Xuzhi's younger brother, and they are all along the way."

"Hongling, the matter is not what you think. He definitely didn't come close to me for any purpose. He and I... actually met each other when Master sent me down the mountain to rescue the prince. This, let me just say It's a long story, and I'll tell you slowly in the future. So, you don't need to think too much, things are not that complicated in the first place."

"Senior brother!" Hong Ling still seemed to dissuade her, before she finished speaking, Sikong Lang said to her: "It's too late, go back and rest."

Seeing that Sikong Lang couldn't listen to what he said now, Hong Ling sighed again and said: "Senior brother, don't regret it!" After speaking, she quickly opened the door and left.

Sikong Lang looked at her receding figure, and only murmured: "Only him, I will never regret it."

The martial arts conference has been going on for many days. After discussing the specific matters of the crusade against Qingyuan Sect, the leaders of the various factions and the elders felt that it was time to bid farewell after they had harassed the Taibai Mountain Villa for several days.

On this day, everyone left Taibai Mountain Villa one after another, being sent off respectfully by Shangguanyi, the owner of Taibai Mountain Villa.

And Sikong Lang and his party also set off to leave Taibai Mountain Villa after noon.

Riding on the official road back to Xuanzongmen.Sikong Lang, who was sitting on the horse, seemed to be absent-minded, he was completely thinking about Mo Qi along the way, wondering when he would meet him again.Sometimes Bai Genshan didn't respond to his calls.Only Hong Ling knew that the senior brother must be thinking about that disciple of the Cangyun Sect.

A few days later, the three returned to Xuanzongmen.

Then Bai Genshan really fulfilled what he said before, and let Sikong Lang think behind closed doors in the room alone for a few days.Then, he was asked to practice in closed doors and continue to practice the sixth level of the Xuanzong Sword Jue. During the period of practice, he was not allowed to go down the mountain and do other things.

And Sikong Lang, apart from continuing to practice according to Bai Genshan's instructions, at first he always thought of sneaking down the mountain to the Cangyun School to find Mo Qi.But helplessly, Bai Genshan watched him too closely this time, checking his practice progress every three days.And Hong Ling refused to help him this time, and the two factions were too far apart, so Si Kong Lang's plan had to be abandoned.

Sikong Lang sat on the stone bench at the Xuanzong gate, looking at the clouds and mists and the distant mountains, he could only sigh.

Hey... Unexpectedly, I can only be with He Qingshanlushui. When will I see him again?

Above the head, there is a harrier hovering among the mountains and greenery.Sikong Lang stared blankly for a while.

Since you can't see Mo Qi right now, you should just concentrate on practicing.

Close your eyes, then concentrate on nothing else, sit cross-legged, breathe slowly, put your hands by your sides, and start to practice a higher level of inner strength.

In a blink of an eye, the spring water passed, the autumn leaves were swept away, and the winter plums bloomed and fell.

Time is short or long, Sikong Lang has been practicing in seclusion in the mountains for a year.During this period, because of his dedication to practice, the Xuanzong Sword Art that he practiced before has reached the sixth level from the fifth level.And from the sixth floor, he has already entered the breakthrough stage of sword art, ready to attack the seventh floor of Qi training.

Those who practice Xuanzong's sword art, if they reach the seventh level, there will be few opponents in the Jianghu.

When Sikong Lang was about to continue his practice and break through the seventh floor, Bai Genshan suddenly summoned him to stop his practice.

Because everyone in the martial arts faction has already prepared the entire operation to wipe out the Qingyuan Sect, they are now preparing to gather three gangs and five factions, and decide that Sikong Lang and Lan Xu will lead them to break the Qingyuan Sect.

At this moment, Sikong Lang was summoned to the hall of Xuanzongmen. Hearing the news, he couldn't stop his excitement.What makes him excited is not how to defeat the Demon Cult in one fell swoop, but to meet Mo Qi, whom he hasn't seen in a year.

For a whole age, I have no time to care about other things because of practicing Xuanzong's sword art, so I don't know if he is okay?

Sikong Lang couldn't wait to see him right now.So he turned to Baigen Mountain and said: "Master, breaking the Qingyuan Sect is no small matter, we must contact all the disciples early to make preparations, and now I will go down the mountain with Junior Brother Lu, the disciples will definitely live up to everyone's expectations."

Seeing his impatient reaction to this matter, Bai Genshan hesitated for a moment, stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Okay, you can go down the mountain today, let Jing Yan go with you, and wait for your good news as a teacher." After finishing speaking, he nodded with satisfaction, thinking that his big apprentice had finally matured.

Sikong Lang cupped his hands and hurriedly left.

Sikong Lang walked in the corridor with a smile on his face, and he didn't even see Lu Jingyan coming from the opposite side.

"Brother, are we going down the mountain this afternoon?" Lu Jingyan shouted excitedly.

He ran up to Sikong Lang, seeing Sikong Lang just smirking but ignoring him, he secretly said strangely: "Brother, I'm talking to you! Did you hear..."

"Huh? Ah... yes, you go and pack your luggage now, we'll leave later." Sikong Lang glanced at him, then hurried back to his room.

Lu Jingyan stood at the same spot, scratching his head, with a puzzled expression on his face, and murmured to himself: "Are you so happy to attack a Qingyuan sect? Didn't you take the wrong medicine..." After finishing speaking, he also strode towards his room go.

Bai Genshan only arranged for Lu Jingyan and Sikong Lang to go to the place where the disciples met.That place was a market town near the foot of Qinggeng Peak, and the meeting place for all sects was chosen in an inn in the town.

In the afternoon, when the sun was shining, Sikong Lang and Lu Jingyan drove to the small town.

Lu Jingyan was still wearing the blue and white trousers, with a coarse cloth belt around his waist, in a clean and neat attire.While walking on the way, other people looked at him and thought he was a handsome and neat young man, but they never expected him to have such a noisy personality.

Lu Jingyan held the stems and leaves of flowers and plants that had been folded from the roadside in his mouth, and said leisurely: "Senior brother, you didn't like these decent Jianghu affairs of the Demon Cult before, why are you so active this time? I don't think we need to leave It’s too urgent, I guess those stupid disciples from the Four Sects haven’t arrived yet.”

Sikong Lang, who was sitting on the horse, smiled and said: "That's not going to happen. We won't have a good life if the Demon Cult is not eradicated for a day. So, let's hurry up and get rid of those demons sooner." After finishing speaking , then swung the whip, and lashed on the back of the horse Lu Jingyan was riding. The horse seemed to be frightened, and ran away at a swift pace, so frightened that Lu Jingyan almost fell off the horse.

Lu Jingyan didn't care about other things, he yanked on the rein to make it stop.But the horse seemed to be pumped with chicken blood and kept running forward. He couldn't stop, so he had to growl loudly: "Sikong Lang, you wait!"

"Hahaha..." Sikong Lang who was behind him laughed loudly, and without thinking too much, he pulled his horse and galloped away, catching up with Lu Jingyan's horse in front.

Mo Qi, I will see you soon...

In a simple and elegant room, sitting behind a black curtain is a handsome young man in purple.

The young man with peach blossom eyes slightly closed, with a cold face, was meditating on the bed.A moment later, as if his breath was not stable or was blocked by some gravity, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and he suddenly fell to the side.He grabbed the wooden board on the bed suddenly so that he would not fall.

He stabilized his mind, wrinkled his brows and eyes slightly, and murmured: "How come... I have been practicing phantom music for some time, but why every time I reach a critical moment, I will be blocked by an invisible force, using all my strength There is no way to break through this layer of resistance, why is this..."

Immediately, he withdrew his inner strength, got up from the bed, walked to a copper bookshelf, moved the outermost books, and found a rather large iron box inside.He used a silver needle to pierce the iron box a few times in different directions, and the iron box opened in response.

He opened the lid of the iron box, and there was another wooden box that looked very ordinary inside, with some dust on it.He opened the wooden box and picked up the volume contained in the wooden box. The surface of the volume was already yellow, and the words "Phantom Sound" were impressively written on the top.

He opened the volume and carefully looked at the heart formula written on the inner page and the rhythm written in written notation, feeling more and more puzzled in his heart.

How is this martial arts secret book different from other martial arts collections?Why can't I understand the mystery of it all the time.

He was thinking hard when there was a knock on the door suddenly.

"Young master, it's me." A magnetic middle-aged man's voice sounded outside the door.

"Come in."

The middle-aged man pushed the door open and entered, only to see that he was tall and straight, imposing, with a little white hair mixed with black hair on his head.When he saw the man in purple, he looked respectful, bowed his head and said, "Young master, but I'm bothered about the phantom music score again."

"Hmm... this phantom sound spectrum looks no different from other exercises, but... every time I practice according to the above exercises, my internal energy will always be bounced back, as if blocked by some force .” He paused, and then said, “Guardian Ming, what do you think of this matter?”

"I'm afraid there is something wrong with this matter. In my opinion, the young master should not continue to practice the phantom sound score. If you fail to practice, you may hurt your meridians." The man whispered.

The man who spoke was Mingxuan, the protector of the Qingyuan Sect who was in charge of Qingyuan Sect's affairs.

Mingxuan raised his head slightly, looked at the face of the person opposite, and became a little nervous: "Young master, you have already consumed too much internal energy to practice the phantom score, so don't force it. I'm afraid it will take a lot of effort to practice this exercise." We have to wait until the leader returns to find out the whole story.”

The man in purple sighed slightly: "Father has been missing for a year, and I don't know where he is now. Why did he leave Qingyuan Sect without making a sound? I'm really worried that something happened to him. "

"Young master, don't worry. The leader has superb martial arts, so nothing should happen. I guess, the leader deliberately avoided the congregation and found a place to retreat. Therefore, this time, even I, the Dharma protector, didn't Tell me and leave the church."

"Hey... I hope so." The purple-clothed man's eyes drifted into the distance, and the melancholy in his heart only increased.

He withdrew his thoughts, turned his head and said to Ming Xuan: "By the way, Guardian Ming, my father told me when he asked me to go to the Dian King's Mansion to retrieve this phantom sound score. It was only lost later, and it was only found out in the last few years that it was in the hands of members of the Dian royal family. What is going on here?"

Mingxuan also sighed and said: "This... it's a long story. This phantom sound score is indeed my Qingyuan sect's secret book of martial arts that has not been handed down. As for why it fell into other people's hands later, when it comes to this, I will I want to mention your mother. When your mother and the leader returned to the Central Plains from the Western Regions, they rescued a woman in Miao clothes on the way back to the Qingyuan sect. At that time, the woman was dying, and it was your mother who saved her. Later, I learned that her whole family was murdered. The bandits on the frontier killed her. Seeing that she was homeless, your mother begged your father to keep her in Qingyuan Sect. Since then, she has been your mother's maid. Then one day, she suddenly found herself in the church. Missing, together with this phantom sound score in the church, the leader knew that he had been cheated. The leader was very angry, and only regretted that he had listened to your mother and left her in the church, and he could not Find out her identity and origin carefully. Hey... It is also because of this incident that the leader became more and more indifferent to your mother. Since then, he has alienated your mother because he devoted himself to martial arts, and he can't say a few words almost all year round. talk."

The eyes of the man in purple moved slightly, and he asked again: "Then... how did you know that this phantom sound score was in the hands of the people of Dian?"

"A few years ago, the deceased old protector found out that the woman in Miao clothes was actually an extremely well-trained shadow guard of the Dian King's Mansion. She was ordered by the Dian King's family to go to the Central Plains to search for this phantom sound score. .There are also several other secret books in the rivers and lakes."

"So that's the case... Since she is a shadow guard, her martial arts must be good. She can completely hide her martial arts without being noticed by others, and she can also escape her father's eyes. These Miaojiang people are really unfathomable..." When the man in purple said this, he immediately thought of the Miao Jiang woman he met in Dian Kingdom.As he thought about it, his thoughts gradually drifted away, and a figure in a black dress slowly floated up in his mind.

Seeing that he seemed to be lost in thought, Mingxuan interrupted him and said, "Young master...Young master?"

"Huh?" The man in purple came back to his senses, and found that he was caught in the memories of Yiguan Town and Miaojiang, and even...the part in the peach forest in the mountains.

"What's the young master's plan now?"

"You're right. I shouldn't continue to practice now. Let's talk about it when the leader returns. Now you mobilize everyone in the church to secretly find the whereabouts of the leader. This matter must not be spread to other sects in the rivers and lakes." ears, otherwise, it will be detrimental to Qingyuan Sect."

"Yes, this subordinate obeys." Mingxuan was about to leave when the man in purple stopped him again.

"By the way, what time is it now?" Because he has devoted himself to studying the phantom sound spectrum this year, he hardly notices the change of seasons.

Mingxuan paused for a moment, then came to his senses, and said, "Young master, it's already spring now. It's been a year since you left the teaching last time. I still remember that the last time you went to Dian Kingdom was also at this time."

"Then...what day of the month is it today?" The purple-clothed man's eyes flickered slightly, revealing a little excitement. "Oh, it's the second day of April. Young Master, is there anything you need to tell me to do?" Mingxuan was not surprised when he suddenly asked this.

The man in purple regained his cool expression, "It's nothing. Protector Ming, you should step back first."

"Yes." Ming Xuan exited the room.

The second day of April... three days later, it will be the fifth day of April.You...will you really abide by your agreement and wait for me there?It's been a year, have you already forgotten me and this feeling?Forget about Mo Qi wearing a mask.

If... you come as promised, I will be honest with you and tell you my real identity and name.

However, as the head disciple of the Xuanzong Sect, if you know that I am the young master Mo Qingfeng of the Qingyuan Sect, would you still be willing to be with me desperately?

Mo Qingfeng stared at the silver mask lying on the table without moving his eyes away.

Mo Qingfeng told Mingxuan that he had to leave Qingyuan Sect for a few days because he had something to do, so he told Mingxuan that in the few days he was away, besides the affairs of the church, the most important thing at the moment was to find the Qingyuan Sect as soon as possible. Master, otherwise there will be endless troubles.

After Mingxuan heard this, he didn't doubt him, he just nodded and obeyed.

After giving these instructions, Mo Qingfeng left Qinggeng Peak and hurried to Yiguan Town, hoping to reach the mountain of that town within the same day.

Mo Qingfeng was still wearing the usual purple this time, but this time he didn't wear a mask, and chose the most expensive bloody BMW in the church to go to Yiguan Town.I traveled fast all the way, and finally felt Yiguan Town at noon on the fifth day of April.

Mo Qingfeng didn't even take a nap, and found the mountain forest in Yiguan Town where they were last time.On the way to the mountains, his heart seemed to be jumping in his throat.

I don't know, is he already waiting there?How will he react after knowing that I am Mo Qingfeng?Mo Qingfeng, who had always been cold, felt restless and uneasy like never before.

At last he reached the mountain.

That mountain was still as deserted and desolate as I remembered, desolate and uninhabited.

He walked slowly to the depths of the mountain forest, because when he got there, it was a completely different world.

Relying on the direction in memory, he got closer and closer to the peach forest, and also closer to Sikong Lang.

He continued to move his steps, and finally reached the sea of ​​flowers.

It is still the open peach forest in memory.

He walked through the peach forest, and slowly came to the place where he and Sikong Lang drank and competed swords last time.

He arrived there full of expectations, but... what he saw was nothing but peach blossoms.Sikong Lang was not there.

It was as if cold water had been poured on his head, which instantly extinguished the flame in his heart.

He...why isn't he here?

Didn't he say he would wait for me here? ?

Mo Qingfeng's eyes also turned cold for an instant, but then he thought again, maybe he was delayed on the road, and that's why he didn't arrive in time.

Wait a little longer, a little longer... He will definitely come.

He won't lie to me, no...

So he still sat next to the big rock where he and Sikong Lang were last time, quietly waiting for him to come.

Time passed bit by bit, Mo Qingfeng only watched the peach petals in front of him fall to the ground with the wind.

From the previous full of expectations to the present full of desolation.

As night came, the birds and beasts in the mountains and forests uttered their cries in the silence, which to Mo Qingfeng's ears sounded like mourning.

Mo Qingfeng stood up suddenly, his eyes were stained red.

"Lie to me... Lie to me! Sikong Lang, I actually believed that you would keep your promise and come here as promised. I really came here, and I actually wanted to meet you honestly. I am really the most ridiculous fool, fool! "Mo Qingfeng has a fierce face.

"Heh... I think it's those love words, you're not the only one who said it to me. Knowing that you are a ruthless prodigal, I still believe you! Believe that you are sincere to me, I'm afraid you have already forgotten me by now Right? Maybe they will laugh at me for being so serious? Yes, how could I be serious? How could I be so serious..." He began to laugh wildly, and Mo Qingfeng's face unconsciously dripped two lines of tears .

He stood there, trembling, wiped the tears off his cheeks with his hand, squeezed out the words word by word from the gap between his teeth, and said solemnly: "Sikong Lang, you actually betrayed me! What a big disciple of Bai Dao, what a Xuanzong righteous way!" , as long as you dare to offend my Qingyuan Sect, I will never show mercy to you!" After finishing speaking, he took out a green bamboo-colored jade flute hidden in his waist, and used his internal strength to strike the tree hard. Some of the birds on the ground immediately screamed, and all fell to the ground in a rustle.

Mo Qingfeng's eyes were blood red, and when he walked to the ground where the bird corpses were, he just sneered, stepped on the broken limbs, and walked away.