[Comprehensive Martial Arts] Weapon Collector

After Shen Qi uttered the words 'Dugu Nine Swords', this life-and-death contest could no longer continue.

The two put down their weapons and began a peaceful exchange.

The old man in green shirt is named Feng Qingyang, he is the senior of Huashan Sword Sect, but since the battle of Qizong and Jianzong in Huashan more than 20 years ago, all the masters of the sword sect died, and the world also thought that Feng Qingyang was involved in this accident After his death, who would have expected that he had been hiding in the back mountain of Yunv Peak in Huashan for more than [-] years.

Before that, he had already shown a side in front of Linghu Chong, because he was old and liked Linghu Chong's xinxing talent, so he wanted to teach him swordsmanship.

Since Linghu Chong was imprisoned in Siguoya, Feng Qingyang has been silently paying attention to this handsome young man, and he is extremely satisfied with him.If Shen Qi took away other people from Huashan, he would never take care of them, but who knew that what she took away was the apprentice she had already set her sights on!

Because of this, he came forward to resist.Then she realized that Shen Qi knew the sword moves of 'Dugu Nine Swords'.

"It was a coincidence that I learned the sword formula and sword technique of 'Dugu Nine Swords' from a remnant copy. Didn't Miss Shen also practice Dugu Nine Swords?"

Facing Feng Qingyang's questioning, Shen Qi explained: "I... my parents and Senior Dugu are old, so I know the 'Dugu Nine Swords', and my sword moves are also affected by some of the 'Dugu Nine Swords' , but in essence, my swordsmanship is still different from 'Dugu Nine Swords'."

God knows how much she wanted to shake the old man's shoulders and tell him 'I am the same generation as your ancestor' and 'don't kneel down and call grandma', but the consequence of doing so would be that the two of them would fight again.

Bullying Dugu Qiubai's disciples and grandchildren will not give her a sense of accomplishment, on the contrary, heck, she is quite guilty.

So Shen Qi could only lie appropriately.

Feng Qingyang nodded when he heard the words, accepting her explanation, Dugu Qiubai has been dead for more than 300 years, maybe there are relatives and friends who have passed down the swordsmanship, isn't his swordsmanship also come by chance.

As the descendant of Dugu Qiubai by chance, facing the descendants of Dugu Qiubai's friend, Feng Qingyang looked at Shen Qi with a more kind gaze. Already unique, this woman is undoubtedly more suitable than Linghu Chong to inherit the 'Dugu Nine Swords'.

"Since Miss Shen is the descendant of Senior Dugu's good friend, and she has practiced such superb swordsmanship, if she has a plan for Huashan, why bother to sneak around. I trust Miss Shen, and it stands to reason that I should let you go, but... Feng Mou I have an unfeeling request, and I ask the girl to agree."

Feng Qingyang's request is reasonable, since he learned the Dugu Sword Art, he has mostly explored the sword intent and moves by himself, so he really wanted to confirm it with Shen Qi, who has a "family inheritance".

Naturally, Shen Qi would not disagree with this request.

Facing the successor of Dugu Qiubai, she showed a very kind attitude. This feeling is quite novel. Obviously, the age of the two of them is similar to hers, and the other is older than her (?), but In terms of seniority, no one can match her.If Feng Qingyang is Dugu Qiubai's disciple and grandson, then Linghu Chong is his disciple's great-grandson...

As an old senior, of course we must take good care of these juniors!

Staring at the inexplicably 'kind' eyes of the woman in red, Linghu Chong shivered suddenly.

From that day on, Shen Qi stayed in the back mountain, advising Feng Qingyang all day long, Feng Qingyang found that Shen Qi's understanding of Dugu swordsmanship was no less than his queen's, he couldn't help being greatly surprised.And his swordsmanship has also been greatly inspired.

On the side of Siguo Cliff, because people often come to deliver meals to Linghu Chong, Shen Qi doesn't bother her much, but she is more concerned about this disciple and great-grandson of Dugu Qiubai, since Linghu Chong is restricted and cannot leave Siguo privately Ya, she would often go with Feng Qingyang to teach him the sword skills.

But in fact, the person who really taught Linghu Chong was Dugu Qiubai himself.

On the day she met Feng Qingyang, Shen Qi kept poking Dugu Qiubai's communication number. The other party was probably busy at the time, and did not reply to the message until late at night.

"Is something wrong?"

"I found your apprentice and grandson!"

This topic unfolded so suddenly, Dugu Qiubai was stunned for a while before he realized: "Could it be that your task plane this time is..."

"Hahaha that's right! It's your hometown!"

I don't know if he was touched by the "two characters" of his hometown. Since then, Dugu Qiubai has been paying close attention to Shen Qi's activities, sending a video request from time to time to watch Feng Qingyang and Linghu Chong. Jian Shi would also use her mouth to give pointers a few times.

Originally, Feng Qingyang and Shen Qi were of the same generation, but after Shen Qi instructed her a few times, Feng Qingyang changed his mind to discuss friendship with her peers.Not being constrained by appearance at all.

In this regard, it is very similar to Dugu Qiubai.

Shen Qi planned to stay on this mountain for two months before doing the task. Feng Qingyang suggested that she visit Wudang first, because the Wudang faction has been trying to get back the "True Martial Sword" and "Taijiquan" from the Demon Sect all these years. According to the book, I know a lot about the offensive and defensive arrangements of the Demon Cult, and if the other party knows her intentions, they should also send their disciples to help.

Shen Qi accepted his suggestion.

When the weather started to warm up, Shen Qi was ready to go down the mountain.

She bid farewell to Feng Qingyang and went to Siguo Cliff to look for Linghu Chong to say goodbye, only to find that the dissolute young man was sitting at the entrance of the cave with a blank expression, his inner strength was fluctuating and his face was extremely pale.

"what happened to you?"

Shen Qi raised her eyebrows, stepped forward and knelt down to check his pulse, and found that he had suffered internal injuries.

The internal injury was not serious, it is reasonable to say that one day of breath adjustment would be enough, but for some reason, Linghu Chong allowed the injury to worsen and became dazed at the entrance of the cave.

Seeing Shen Qi approaching, Linghu Chong didn't raise his head until she put her hands on his back and used her internal strength to help him adjust his breathing, then he murmured in a low voice as if he had suddenly woken up: "Senior Shen, I... Come see me."

Shen Qi remained silent, and after Linghu Chong's internal qi formed a self-circulation and adjusted his breath, she withdrew her hand and listened to him quietly.

"Master wants to try my martial arts, but when I see his sword moves, I always think of the broken moves on the stone wall. The moves that used to look exquisite and profound now seem to be full of flaws... I, I Learning Dugu Nine Swords for a month and a half is far better than learning Huashan swordsmanship for ten years..." Linghu Chong covered his face, "During a duel, you should avoid being distracted. The master was furious and wanted to fly my sword, but I didn't know Why, I made a foolish move and knocked the master's sword away. Later, the master walked away with a sullen face, but my doubts about the sect's swordsmanship became more and more serious. Now no matter how much I practice swords, I have no thoughts .”

"Oh..." Shen Qi nodded, "Understood."

I have always respected and longed for things but found that they are not so powerful, so I feel a little psychologically unbalanced.

"Wait for me first."

Shen Qi stood up and went back to the back mountain. Feng Qingyang, who thought she had already left, was extremely surprised.

"Miss Shen, is something wrong?"

"It's not my business, it's your disciple's business." Shen Qi led Feng Qingyang to Siguo Cliff to watch the distraught Linghu Chong, folded her arms and said helplessly, "As an old senior of the Huashan School, you shouldn't just To teach him Dugu swordsmanship, he should also teach Huashan swordsmanship."

Feng Qingyang quickly sensed her intentions, and said with a wry smile: "That's right, I actually forgot about it."

He looked at Linghu Chong: "Do you think that no matter how good Huashan's swordsmanship is, it will be defeated by the moves on the stone wall, so you have completely lost confidence in the swordsmanship you have learned for so many years?"

Linghu Chong stood up silently and looked at him.

Feng Qingyang sighed: "Come on, I will use the Huashan Sword Technique, and you will use the moves on the stone wall to fight against me."

There is no doubt about the result of the duel, Feng Qingyang wins completely.

For a swordsman, the subtlety of moves is not the whole of strength, but also the depth of internal strength, the speed of moves, the timing of changing moves... and so on.The moves on those stone walls are nothing more than unchanging moves, but the people who practice them will change.

The same sword technique used by people with different internal strength and understanding has different effects.

"Your master is just trying moves with you, so the sword doesn't contain much internal force, otherwise you think you can fly his sword? It would be good not to be blown away by his internal force." Anyway, it is the head of a sect, how can there be such a thing? Unbearable, Shen Qi speculated reasonably, looked at Linghu Chong's brighter eyes, and smiled, "Okay, I've solved your psychological problem, and I'm leaving too."

"Senior Shen, are you going to the Demon Cult?" Linghu Chong frowned slightly, "My master often said that the people of the Demon Cult are cruel and bloodthirsty, you should be more careful this time."

"Oh, dear, thank you for your concern." Shen Qi smiled and rubbed his head on tiptoe.

She always likes to be courteous before fighting, if she is unreasonable, she will inevitably have to grab him, but she is not going to tell Linghu Chong her plan.

At that time, he will definitely say something like 'my master said that the people of the Demon Sect are unreasonable', blah blah blah.

The head of Huashan who is often talked about by Linghu Chong is really a person who hates evil as much as hatred and distinguishes good from evil...

After simply saying something, Shen Qi left Yunv Peak.

When he first came here, the road Linghu Chong said was not false, he walked along the back mountain for more than 20 li, all the way was a remote mountain forest, when Shen Qi saw a town, this place was already at the foot of Mount Hua.

She didn't stop much. Although Huashan and Wudang are not far apart, it still takes about ten days to walk all the way.Shen Qi bought a horse and prepared to ride on the road. In this case, the ten-day journey can be shortened to about seven days.

After driving for two days, she rested in an inn in a small town. The night was a bit dark, and there were not many people in the inn. At a glance, there were only two middle-aged men dressed as merchants and a tall and thin man. .

Shen Qi didn't wear a sword, her clothes were bright red, and her sleeves were not tucked up for neatness like ordinary people in the world, so she looked like a young lady playing in private.As soon as she stepped into the inn, the three people who were divided into two tables in the inn looked at her.

The eyes of the two men dressed as merchants were only curious and amazed, but the eyes of the tall and thin man who was drinking alone were not quite right.

Shen Qi glanced at the man, and saw that he had a saber pinned to his waist. He seemed to be a man of the quack. She saw that the man was sitting there obediently despite his irregular eyes, so she ignored him and walked away. He went to the cabinet and paid the rent, and gave some copper coins to Xiaoer to help feed his horse some horse grass.

After that, she went straight back to the room.

The upper room of Tianzihao provided hot water for free, and took a comfortable bath. Shen Qi lay on the bed and wiped her wet hair with a towel. The shadow of her wiping hair was reflected.

There was an inaudible sound, and a breeze blew into the house, lifting the drooping corners of the curtains.

The night is deep.

The candles in the house have been blown out.

A tall, brisk figure pushed open the window without a breath, and leaped into the room.

Judging from the silhouette illuminated by the moonlight, he was tall and thin, with a short knife on his waist. When he turned sideways to face the bed curtain, his smiling eyes were illuminated by the moonlight.

This person was the tall and thin man who had been looking at Shen Qi rudely in the inn before.

He is Tian Boguang, the righteous flower-picker who is eager to kill everyone. He has committed many crimes in Shaanxi recently. With his usual temperament, he would never stay in one place for such a long time.

However, when he wanted to rape a lady from a family in Kaifeng, he was restrained by a monk who appeared out of nowhere, and was poisoned. out.

But even he didn't dare to face the swordsmanship of Yue Buqun and his wife Ning Zhongze, the head of Huashan, so he made a plan to commit crimes in the surrounding area of ​​Huashan, trying to lure Huashan's people, and then quietly sneaked into Huashan to take him away. Linghu Chong.

And in the process of doing so, it is only reasonable to do a little bit of work...

The big hand belonging to the man reached into the curtain. Tian Boguang was confident in his ecstasy, so he didn't take much precautions. He heard the even and long breathing sound from the bed curtain, and his hand touched the pillow, feeling cool and slippery.

It is often said that women's green silk is like a waterfall, and it touches like silk.But a woman with such blue hair is as hard to find as that stunning beauty.

Tian Boguang choked for breath.Unable to hold back his temper anymore, he lifted the curtain, and the moonlight poured into the curtain with his movements, but there was no beauty on the bed with long hair spread out and a sleeping face as he had imagined.

There is only a piece of black satin on the pillow cover.And what his hand touched was not some blue silk that felt like silk, but this real piece of silk.

'Oops! '

Tian Boguang's heart skipped a beat, he straightened up quickly, and placed his right hand on the handle of the knife. However, just as he straightened up, the end of his eyes was stabbed by a sharp light, and his body froze suddenly, not daring to move.

——It was the light of the moonlight refracting the sword's edge.

——If he hadn't reacted in time, Tian Boguang would have become a headless male corpse the moment he straightened his head.

"..." The man holding the sword behind him looked at his stiff back, was silent for a while, and then said softly, "Flower picker?"

Hearing this voice, Tian Boguang's eyebrows twitched.

This woman is a practicing family, he saw it wrong!

There were so many thoughts in his mind, even though he was not facing the woman, Tian Boguang still smiled subconsciously, and forced himself to calm down: "It's you, Mr. Tian Boguang, me."

Shen Qi yawned lazily, her right hand holding the sword remained as steady as ever: "At this time, there is no prevarication and sophistry, but there is still something to be desired."

After all, without waiting for Tian Boguang to reply, she directly raised her foot and kicked the person in front of her. Her kick was not stingy with internal strength, and the person who fell on the bed spurted a big mouthful of blood in an instant, and lost the strength to draw the knife.

Tian Boguang turned over on his back, and was about to curse, when he suddenly felt a chill in his crotch, and then the extreme pain came, and he realized something belatedly, he could no longer maintain his calm expression, and stared in horror. He closed his eyes and looked down at himself.

Blood dripping.

"what--"

The moment Tian Boguang yelled, Shen Qi sealed all his acupoints with sword energy, including the dumb acupoint.

The identities of the two were instantly reversed.At this moment, Tian Bo is lying on the bed with his naked body dripping, and he looks more like the one who was picked than the flower picker.

"I have a friend who treats flower pickers in a gentle manner, but I am different." Shen Qi threw the blood-stained long sword aside, reached out to lift Tian Boguang's collar, and threw him from the window go down.

I don't know if I get up at night when I am on the road, I will be more angry!

Hearing the sound of plop coming from below, Shen Qi closed the window, threw the bloody quilt and the cut 'thing' into the small river outside the inn window.Then it was left overnight on the table.

Early the next morning, she started her journey again after breakfast.

There were no obstacles along the way, especially after entering Wudang territory, the public security improved significantly. The Wudang sect believed in Emperor Zhenwu, and even in the remote villages below the mountain, there were many Taoist temples enshrined.

Because of the protection of the Wudang sect, many of the people here believe in Taoism, so they always communicate with a peaceful and indifferent atmosphere, which makes people feel good when they look at it.

When they reached the rugged part of the mountain road, Shen Qi simply led the horse and walked.

She usually puts her sword in the warehouse when she has nothing to do, so when she arrived at Jiejianyan at the foot of Wudang Mountain, no disciple from her sect stopped her. After walking up the mountain for a while, there was a young disciple wearing a Taoist robe with wide sleeves Ask her why she's here.

Shen Qi said that she had already written the belly draft: "I heard that Wudang has been trying to get back the sect's belongings from the Demon Sect, and my senior has an old relationship with Wudang, so I dared to try to go to the Demon Sect to get back the relics of Senior Zhang, so this time I am here to pay a visit to the head of Wudang."

"This..." The young disciple was stunned for a while, and then hurriedly said, "I'm going to report to Uncle Ming right now. Miss, please follow me."

The top of Wudang Mountain is covered with clouds all the year round. It is the end of summer here, and the sun refracts the mist, reflecting a splendor, and the green trees, mountains and rocks seem to be covered with a layer of moist luster.

The mist surrounds the clouds and the peaks are green and beautiful, and visitors can walk freely in the painting.But that's it.

The peaks of Huashan and Wudang are majestic and majestic, but the artistic conception of the latter is more poetic. I don’t know if it is because of the worship of Taoist incense, the air here also has a faint smell of incense.

Shen Qi followed the disciple leisurely all the way to a Taoist temple in the middle of the peak. The young disciple asked her to wait outside. After a while, a Taoist with half-white beard came out to meet her. Naturally, such elders who were over half-white did not It was so easy to fool, he first invited Shen Qi into the Taoist temple with a good voice, introduced each other, and then began to question directly.

This Taoist priest named Yuxu is a person of the same generation as Chongxu, the head of Wudang. He does not have much attainment in swordsmanship, so he does not wear a sword at his waist, but Shen Qi observed carefully and found that although this person He is over half a year old, but his hands are kept very clean, with a trace of soft strength, obviously quite accomplished in Wudang palm technique.

The two sat at the table separately, Taoist Yuxu raised his hand and squeezed a salute, and said with a smile: "I heard that Miss Shen's ancestors were old with my patriarch, but I don't know the name of your ancestor?"

"Hey, I actually don't know either."

The woman in the red shirt who was sitting on the chair suddenly smiled, "I only know my mother's name, and it is a lie to say that my parents and seniors are related to your patriarch, old master Zhang."

No matter what she said, she didn't plan to rely on lies to win the trust of these people. She came here just to ask about the various arrangements of the Demon Cult, so that she could be more confident.

"I was worried that the disciple who guarded the mountain wouldn't bring me here, so I just said something casual." Shen Qi ignored the other party's puzzled and surprised expression, and said calmly, "The truth is that I am going to the Demon Sect to find some bad luck for the other party for some reason. It would be great if I could get back your True Martial Sword and Tai Chi Sutra, so I came here to ask you about your understanding of the Demon Cult's defense."

This reason is reasonable and beneficial to Wudang. Taoist Yuxu hesitated for a moment, but he didn't hide his secrets. He stood up and went to the Zhenwu Temple on the peak. After a while, he took back a thin booklet.

"These are the records left by the Wudang martyrs who infiltrated the Devil's Cult." Taoist Yuxu sighed, "But then Dongfang Bibai was appointed as the leader, and the arrangement of the Devil's Cult changed drastically, and the defense became more stringent "Miss Shen, if you are not absolutely sure, don't try it lightly."

Neither the righteous nor the evil have any good names for each other. The Demon Cult calls their sect the Sun Moon God Sect, and the name of the leader is 'Eastern Undefeated', but decent people call the God Cult the Demon Cult in order to frustrate them. , calling 'undefeated' a must.If it is called, it is inevitable to be scolded for not distinguishing between good and evil.

Shen Qi was noncommittal about this invisible rule, but in order to avoid trouble, she followed suit. To be honest, she was very curious about the leader of the Demon Cult with the name 'Eastern Invincible', even because of the name. , even if it was rumored that the Demon Sect under his command did all kinds of evil, they didn't have much ill feeling towards him.

The East is undefeated, and Dugu seeks defeat.Their names are similar.I don't know if Dongfang Bubai, who claims to be invincible, is just like Dugu Qiubai, waiting for someone to defeat him.

If so, she wants to try it.

"When I do something, I only need to be [-]% sure, and I will do it."

Shen Qi smiled slightly, took the booklet, and saluted sincerely: "Thank you, Daoist."

Taoist Yuxu accepted the gift with a nod of his head, and said: "Young lady's initial intentions are very good, but there are so many members of the Devil's Sect, and Heimuya's defenses are very strict. With the strength of one person, it's like hitting a stone with an egg. It's better to be a guest in Wudang for a while. Let's discuss again."

He thought that the girl in front of him might have been harmed by the demon sect at home, so her reason was blinded by hatred, so his tone was extraordinarily gentle and reassuring.After all, so many masters in Wudang fell on Heimuya, what can this young woman do.

Shen Qi guessed that if Taoist Yuxu hadn't practiced Taoism and had a high degree of self-cultivation, what he wanted to say most at this moment should be 'I'm afraid you are not Shi Lezhi'.

Shen Qi was grateful for the other party's concern and worry, smiled and 'ten moved but refused': "I've made up my mind, the Taoist priest doesn't need to persuade me any more."

Daoist Yuxu saw her resolute attitude, so he stopped talking.

Shen Qi went down Wudang Mountain, Blackwood Cliff was in Hebei, she traveled all the way north, on the third day, because of the remote location, no one was around, so she could only sleep in the open in the deep mountains.At this time, she received another communication request from Dugu Qiubai.

"I took some spare time to write a book about swordsmanship, and I have sent it to you by email. After your mission is completed, take the time to hand it to that boy Linghu Chong for me."

Dugu Qiubai at the other end of the video is still young and handsome, but he speaks like a vicissitudes elder.

Shen Qi smiled and narrowed her eyes, suddenly thought of something, and asked curiously: "By the way, since your hometown is here, where is your tomb?"

The person who shattered the void gave up his physical body. In the eyes of ordinary people, it is no different from death. Someone should build a grave for Dugu Qiubai, right?

In the deep forest, there was a deep silence, only a bonfire illuminated her curious eyes, Dugu Qiubai looked at Shen Qi inexplicably, and asked with a low smile, "Where are you now?"

"Just passed Suizhou."

"..." This is a bit of a coincidence, Dugu Qiubai: "Go northwest for a while, there is a valley on the outskirts of Xiangyang, and my tomb is there."

Shen Qi smiled and said: "Then I must go to worship."

The man who has always been calm and reserved rarely smiled wryly: "As you like, if you find it, send me a message, I..."

He looked nostalgic: "I haven't revisited my old place for a long time."

Shen Qi's smile gradually disappeared.

She had seen this kind of gaze before. Every time her mother mentioned her hometown, she would always have such a gaze.

For some reason, she was suddenly disturbed, shut off the communication, and secretly made up her mind: When the time comes to find Dugu Qiubai's tomb, she will definitely not send him a message!

After such a childish behavior, Shen Qi suddenly became a little stunned. When her mother left, she comforted herself to respect the other party's decision. Why did she have selfish thoughts when she thought that Dugu Qiubai might also miss the past?

Shen Qi rubbed her forehead and smiled bitterly.

She doesn't expect much, she just wants someone to support and accompany her throughout her long life.

If Dugu Qiubai also chose to leave...

She thought that by then, she might really understand what her mother meant by the word loneliness.

The author has something to say: the mist surrounds the clouds and the peaks are green and beautiful, and visitors can walk freely in the painting.Excerpted from "Seven Wonders Touring Wudang Mountains"

PS: Do not wash Baitian Boguang, um.

PPS: I went to see Wuwen Xidong, during which time I burst into tears, and bought a lot of books related to the Republic of China on the spur of the moment, cough, and then... I got the inspiration for a new article.

I swear that I will never open any new pits before the end of this article! (Trust me this time!)