Chun Feng Du Jian

Xue Qinglan recovered from his injury tonight, and the two finally recognized each other again. They couldn't help but confess their hearts and express their feelings to each other. This night passed like running water in an instant, and towards dawn, the murmurs in the tent gradually subsided and turned into a long time. A steady breath.

Xue Qinglan slept for several days. Although her body was still weak, she was not short of sleep. The next morning, she was woken up by the sparrows in the courtyard. She turned her head sleepily and saw Wen Heng who was still sleeping next to her. .

Wen Heng developed the habit of getting up early when he was in the Chunjun School, and he has persisted for so many years, but recently it has been hard to take care of the patients, and he stayed up too late last night, so he overslept for the first time.Xue Qinglan seldom woke up before him. Looking at Wen Heng like this felt very refreshing, so she didn't get up immediately, but carefully observed his sleeping face in the morning light.

From the Hengwu Mountain Knife Trial Conference to the present, Xue Qinglan, the injured person, of course lost a lot, and although Wen Heng couldn't replace him with his body, he worked hard every day and lost weight along with him.It is said that "beauty lies beyond the skin", he is so thin that the edges and corners of the corner of the jaw become more and more distinct, his face looks stern and handsome, but when he opens his phoenix eyes, he is quite majestic, but when he closes them, he will Curved into two soft arcs, the long eyelashes are laid down, unexpectedly quiet.Xue Qinglan looked at him for a while, then stretched out his hand to brush gently on his eyebrows, his heart was full of peace, and when he thought that this person would be his in the future, he unconsciously felt a little fond of him.

Wen Heng actually woke up as early as when he turned over, martial arts practitioners have sensitive five senses, although he was asleep, he was easily disturbed, but he still felt sleepy at that moment, so he didn't open his eyes.He could feel Xue Qinglan's eyes lingering on his face for a long time. He didn't know what he was looking at. Kissed him with a "chirp", then rolled over him lightly, got out of bed and went to wash up.

"..."

Wen Heng was taken aback by him, then burst out laughing, and said in his heart: "This brat has learned how to steal kisses."

He opened his eyes and looked at the light blue gauze above his head, and he didn't know what was going on. The emotions that had settled down in the past few years seemed to lose weight overnight, and they all floated lightly in mid-air, as if there was a little sparrow on his chest. Flying around, although it is chaotic, but the chaos is very pleasant, which makes people feel a kind of joy that is in a hurry but helpless.

He was in a trance when suddenly Xue Qinglan shouted softly from outside the courtyard: "Who is it!"

Wen Heng immediately got out of bed, put on his clothes and rushed into the courtyard. Xue Qinglan and the visitor had already moved their hands. His body had just started to improve, and he couldn't use much internal strength. He only used the technique of capture to catch the stranger. Standing at the base of the courtyard wall, he only used his left hand to fight with him, but the sleeve of his right arm was tied empty at his waist.The palms of the two moved so fast that they almost became shadows. With such kung fu, more than ten strokes have been passed back and forth.Wen Heng stretched out his right palm, passing through the gap in an instant, and received the moves from both sides very softly, pushing the two of them apart, and said at the same time: "Don't be afraid, Ah Que, he is not a bad person!"

Xue Qinglan was gently squeezed by his palm, stopped behind him and stood still, Jian Wenheng turned to the man, saluted very politely, and asked: "Why is Master here?"

Su Youfeng was still the same, very sloppy, he looked like he had just returned to the world after squatting in a ravine for three months, his eyes were shining brightly, he glanced at Wen Heng from under his messy hair, and said with a meaningful smile: "That's right." , Canglang split wave palm, I haven't seen you for a few months, your kung fu has improved a lot."

Wen Heng nodded lightly, and said, "I dare not, thank you Master for your praise."

Su Youfeng happened to be wandering around Hengwu Mountain when the knife test meeting was held. Hearing that Hengli defeated the head of the Chu Family Sword Sect, publicly revealed his identity as Duanxiu, and was unclear about Xue Qinglan, the protector of the Hanging Star Sect, he suddenly became curious and wanted to drop in. Let's pay a visit to this apprentice who has just left the mountain and stirred up the wind and rain with his own power.

From Hengwu Mountain to Wuning City, he has heard this gossip eight hundred times, and they all say that Wen Heng personally admitted that Xue Qinglan was his beloved at the meeting, and named his own sword technique after him. , It can be seen that breaking the sleeve can also break the true feelings.But based on his four years of experience with Wen Heng, Su Youfeng felt that he was not the kind of impulsive and frank person, so he didn't really believe the rumors. Until just now, from Xue Qinglan's voice to Wen Heng's coming to stop him, the time was only a short time In a few moments, the two people who want to fight apart can just slap their palms from the top. The two of them will naturally sense the external force and stop. Injured by the sudden withdrawal, he took the palm first, and then tried to dispel the move.

To be able to think about it so far in an instant is enough to be called a deep love.

"This is the teacher who taught me the martial arts mentality back then, senior Su," Wen Heng introduced to the two of them, "this one is Xue Qinglan Xue Hufa from the Chuxing Xingzong."

When Xue Qinglan heard that he was an elder, he lost his arrogance and nodded to him: "I didn't know it was a senior, so I offended you.

Su Youfeng didn't like these pleasantries, so he waved his hands and said, "Since Xiaowa is an apprentice's daughter-in-law, why do you say that she offends or not? They are all from my own family, so don't look outside."

Xue Qinglan turned her face away and coughed.

Wen Heng smiled, naturally and affectionately supported his shoulders, and said to Su Youfeng: "Master treats him as I am." Then he said: "It's cool in the morning, Qing Lan is not in good health, let's not stand still." Let's go into the house and talk."

The three of them entered the main room, Wen Heng was cooking Zhang Luo's breakfast, Xue Qinglan was going to help, but was pushed back on the stool by him, so he had to wait obediently.Su Youfeng watched coldly for a moment, then suddenly said to Xue Qinglan: "Put out your hand, let me check your pulse."

He is Wen Heng's master, and since he said that, he meant to rescue him. Xue Qinglan was very grateful, rolled up the sleeve of his left hand and passed it to his wrist, and said in a low voice, "Thank you, senior."

Su Youfeng concentrated on the diagnosis for a while, then put down his hands and said, "Your pulse is weak and your internal injuries are quite serious. You were hit by the Chu family's sword sect's Kunyun palm. Fortunately, a warm and pure energy protected your heart, so there is no serious problem. But other than that, the cold evil stasis in your internal organs has invaded the meridians and bones. This is an old disease, I can't see it, but you should know it in your heart. Afterwards, it will become more and more severe, and it will damage your lifespan, as many as four years, as little as two years, and your life will be in danger."

"I understand, thank you senior for reminding me." Xue Qinglan nodded, and whispered, "I have a solution for this matter, please don't tell Brother Heng."

Su Youfeng glanced at him, did not comment, but asked: "Is it you who he was going to meet four years ago?"

Xue Qinglan was taken aback by his question, and then nodded, "Yes".

Wen Heng had explained this matter from the beginning, and he had already let it go, but at this moment, it was said from someone else's mouth, which still made him feel a little strange, as if he had glimpsed Wen Heng after several years of time. back.

"I took him away from Zhanchuan City back then, and locked him up in the valley for four years. If he had been released to find you at that time, maybe today, the result would be different." Su Youfeng said solemnly, "This is I owe you a favor."

Xue Qinglan hurriedly said: "Senior, you are serious. If you hadn't taught him martial arts, I wouldn't have been saved today. The reincarnation of karma has its own definite number, and there is nothing owed or owed."

It was rare for Su Youfeng to be serious, and sighed: "My good boy, I can't get rid of the cold evil in your body, and I can only help you heal your internal injuries first. That boy Wen Heng... well, he treats you with affection, wait If you want to say it, tell him yourself."

Xue Qinglan's throat was slightly astringent, and he replied, "Don't worry, senior, I won't make him wait too long."

The two were speechless for a moment, and not long after, Wen Heng brought breakfast over, and as soon as he entered the door, he keenly noticed that the atmosphere in the room seemed a bit too quiet, and smiled: "Why, are you so hungry that you have no energy?"

Xue Qinglan helped him set up the bowls and chopsticks, cheered up and said with a smile: "Just talking about what happened four years ago, the senior consciously beat the mandarin ducks and separated the two of us with his own hands, so it is too much trouble to help me heal my wounds as compensation."

Wen Heng glanced at Su Youfeng suspiciously: "Does he really have such a precious quality as guilt? Since he knew it was a mandarin duck fight, why didn't he let me go earlier?"

Su Youfeng: "..."

Xue Qinglan didn't expect their master-student relationship to be so fragile, and said with a dry smile: "Probably because I was moved by the stories circulating in the rivers and lakes recently, that's why I'm so polite when I see you."

"Huh?" Wen Heng's eyes shifted, and he fell on him again, wondering: "I'm only cooking breakfast, are you two already so familiar? Are you still helping him explain?"

Apart from recognizing faces, Wen Heng was too keen in other aspects. Xue Qinglan and Su Youfeng didn't dare to speak at all, they just ate their porridge with their heads down, pretending that they didn't hear anything clearly or knew anything.

After the meal, Xue Qinglan drank the medicine, Wen Heng and Su Youfeng sat on each side, and used their internal strength to help him guide and heal his injuries.In the past, Wen Heng had to unblock the meridians and suppress the cold air by himself, and it was very difficult every time. The physical exhaustion was light, and if he was not careful, he would eat himself back; now with the help of the master Su Youfeng, He didn't need to be distracted, the healing effect was very significant, and he calmed down within an hour. He went to support Xue Qinglan and let him lean on his shoulder to relax: "How do you feel? Is there any discomfort?"

This time, the curative effect has been greatly improved, Xue Qinglan's chest tightness has gone by three or four points, and even his face has added some brilliance. He gently shook Wen Heng's hand, and said with a smile: "The two great masters in the world are sitting here, Is there any wound that cannot be healed?"

Wen Heng saw that his pulse was strong and his spirit was still good, knowing that his life was finally pulled back from the spider's thread, half of the long-hanging boulder in his heart fell instantly, and he said to Su Youfeng, "Thank you, Master, for helping me relieve my urgent need."

Su Youfeng smiled and said: "You boy, I didn't see you worry when my right hand was almost broken. How come the older you are, the more you can't hold your breath?"

Wen Heng hurriedly gave him winks, but the words had already been spoken, and it was too late to take them back.Xue Qinglan was alert and said: "Have you suffered other injuries to your right arm? It's not serious, why have you never heard of it?"

"It happened a few years ago." Wen Heng raised his wrist and turned it around in front of him, "Look, it's healed a long time ago, and there is no sequelae left, don't worry."

However, Xue Qinglan is not so easy to fool, immediately recalled the past, and asked him: "The scar on your back shoulder, you lied to me that it was scratched by a branch, didn't you?"

Su Youfeng felt as if he knew something by accident, so he silently closed his mouth.

Wen Heng smiled helplessly, lowered his head and whispered in his ear: "In front of Master, do you want me to take off my clothes to verify my integrity?"

Xue Qinglan not only straightened his face immediately, but also sat up straight, turned his hand behind his back and pinched Wen Heng's waist, and said sincerely: "Thank you, senior."

"You don't need to be polite to me after you said it," Su Youfeng waved his hands, "I'm here, but I actually have another important matter to ask you. Apprentice, what happened to Chun Junjian? How did you and Feng Baoyi become enemies?"

Wen Heng was full of doubts, and he was worried that he had nowhere to start. After being reminded by Su Youfeng, he suddenly realized that there was a ready-made Kunlun Buxu Palace disciple. The confrontation explained one by one, and sorted out the cause and effect of the Chun Jun sword, and the words were dry before finishing what happened in the past few months, and finally asked: "What are the origins of these three ancient swords?" , has anything to do with Kunlun Buxu Palace? Why did Feng Baoyi go to great lengths to get them together?"

Su Youfeng glanced at him sideways, humming and chirping: "You know quite a lot—but this is a sect secret, how can you casually tell your children to know?"

Wen Heng's expression was so calm that he didn't even seem to care about this matter, but when he said the words, there was an unquestionable firmness: "This matter involves me very deeply, and I must find out the truth. If you don't tell me, come on." When I kill Feng Baoyi, I will also ask him to clarify."

Su Youfeng didn't like his tricks: "You go ask and see if you can tell the truth, or he will kill you first."

Wen Heng said: "You really don't say it? Can't say it, or don't you know?"

Su Youfeng sneered: "I know, but I don't want to say, how are you doing?"

With a sound of "clang", Wen Heng threw a black gold token from his sleeve, and it landed firmly on the tea table in front of Su Youfeng. Difficult, you must help me once, now I want to know what's going on behind this—Master, it's your turn."

Su Youfeng: "..."

He ground his teeth, and stared bitterly at the black gold token reflecting the faint light.Wen Heng picked up the teacup and took a sip, adding fuel to the fire: "Of course, if the relationship between master and apprentice is not enough for you to keep your promise, master, then you can also pretend that nothing happened."

People in the Jianghu value faith the most, Wen Heng stabbed him, Su Youfeng's brows tightened, and the boss said reluctantly: "Think about it clearly, this is something that can save lives."

Wen Heng laughed and said: "I have already offended Feng Baoyi and was chased and killed by him all over the world. Right now, I am trying to save myself. It just so happened that Master came to my door. This token can be said to be used wisely. I don't feel bad. "

If he had known that his background was so complicated, Su Youfeng would have waited two more years to not accept him as an apprentice, but it is a pity that good fortune tricks people, there is God's will in the dark, this kid's adventures in half his life are all related to these three ancient swords At the same time, they should be the ones who step into the palace.Su Youfeng pushed the token back in front of him, sighed three times and said: "A teacher for a day, a father for a lifetime, children are debts, I owed you in my previous life..."

Xue Qinglan couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Su Youfeng picked up a teacup, replaced the wine with tea, and said leisurely: "This story is a long story, and it starts from hundreds of years ago."

About 500 years ago, there were only five places in the Central Plains: Lianzhou, Tianshou, Mingzhou, Bozhou, and Zhongqing. Shiguo, which is today's Jiuqu, Muzhou, and the west of Tuozhou.The Shiguo and the Central Plains are separated from each other, and the language and even the customs are very different. Due to the mountains and ridges in the territory, the folk customs are tough, martial arts and chivalrous, masters emerge one after another, and martial arts once reached an unimaginable peak.

However, just like the irreconcilable conflict between the imperial court and the martial arts in the Central Plains today, the martial arts sects and those in power have long been not of the same mind.The emperor of Shiguo wanted to gather power, but in view of the deep-rooted martial arts family and the great disparity in power between the two sides, it was obviously extremely unwise to head-on, so he adopted another devious strategy, first deliberately provoking war on the border of the Central Plains, and then resisting Under the guise of foreign invasion, they called on people in the martial arts to join the army to defend the country, but in fact they took the opportunity to expand outward, pushing the territory all the way to the east of Tuozhou.

Of course, this kind of strategy can't be correct all the time, but the people of Shiguo are brave and good at fighting, and they fight like a dead man, with their blades out of their sheaths, almost sweeping across the north.Some people don’t move. Once they taste the sweetness of aggression, even if they later realize that they were tricked into boarding a pirate ship in the first place, it will be difficult to turn back. Now that the national power is at its peak, it is time to rule the Central Plains, unify the world, and create a prosperous age that has never been seen before or since.

The people in the Central Plains hadn't heard about wars for many years, but when they suddenly met Shi Guo's iron cavalry and many masters, they were beaten to the point where they had no strength to fight back.The army of Shiguo is advancing triumphantly all the way, the external situation is good, and everyone in the country is fanatical. Even many wait-and-see sects can't help but go into this deep water one after another. The remaining three are the Tianwen Sect of Yueying Mountain, the Yunling Sect of Siyou Mountain, and the Xuankong Sect of Lu Weishan.

On the day when Shiguo sent troops to the Central Plains, the leaders of the three factions gathered together for a discussion.Although each family has its own inheritance, but for thousands of years, all those who practice martial arts have never heard of "chivalry" or been called "chivalry". They have practiced martial arts all their lives and pursued martial arts all their lives. Ultimate, is it only worthy of being a murder knife in the hands of the unjust teacher in the end?If the hard work of this life is nothing more than sharpening swords for others, then they would rather seal the dust box and be a piece of scrap iron buried deep in the ground, than kill people and drink blood, and trample their conscience under their feet.

Against the scolding all over the sky and the increasingly severe urging of the emperor, each of the three sects built an underground palace under the sect, sealed up all the martial arts secrets accumulated by the sect for a hundred years, and took a piece of black gold to cast three heavy swords. As the key of the underground palace, it also symbolizes the oath between the three factions, and it is sealed underground together with the underground palace.After arranging these things, when the whole country celebrates the victory of the army again and is about to capture the capital, the disciples of the three sects merge into one, resolutely abandon the sect that has been in operation for nearly a hundred years, and quietly escape into the Kunlun Mountains.

This is the predecessor of Kunlun Buxu Palace.

Throughout the ages, they are probably the most useless and weakest group of "heroes". Nothing was left.

The sky doesn't know, the earth doesn't know, the people of Gushi country don't know, and the people of the Central Plains don't know. No one remembers what they gave up, just like those Gushi country characters that no one can recognize.The top of Kunlun Mountain is covered with snow all the year round, and in the endless loneliness of a hundred years, the only thing they are worthy of is the word "chivalry".

Su Youfeng has been in the market all year round, and the storytelling has a storytelling temperament, cadenced, and even Xue Qinglan, who is a bit rebellious in his bones, is fascinated by it. Seeing him stop drinking tea, he couldn't help asking: " What happened afterwards?"

"Later," Su Youfeng said slowly, "The world is impermanent..."

Later, the army of Shiguo entered the capital, and the royal family of the Central Plains traveled south. However, at this time, the people had come to their senses, and there were many rebels from all over the country, and the pace of Shiguo's eastward march gradually became difficult.Although there are masters in Shiguo, there are also many capable people in the martial arts in the Central Plains. The two countries have been stalemate for ten years. Finally, a rebel army called "Qi Army" rose from Mizhou, defeated Shiguo's army several times, took back the castle tower, and continued westward. , stepped through Yuluan City, the capital of Shiguo, and Shiguo was completely subjugated so far.In the following year, the leader of the Qi army established himself as the emperor and ruled half of the world. Two years later, the north was stable, and the Qi Tai/ancestor sent troops to Mingzhou.

However, this is not the end. Qi Taizu started his career in the army and suffered from wars and turmoil. He deeply felt that the disaster of Shiguo was inseparable from these martial arts masters who relied on their own strength. More than ten years of war has greatly consumed the opportunity. Qi Tai/Zu took unprecedented measures to prohibit martial arts, and the martial arts in the Central Plains ushered in the darkest 100 years.In the past hundred years, the imperial court not only wiped out the martial arts sects, but even the common people were not allowed to hide weapons privately, and most of the martial arts inheritance was cut off.

It wasn't until the middle of the Qi Dynasty that the ban was relaxed, and some small sects reappeared in the arena.Although the source has been cut off, martial arts is as if it can't be beaten to death. You can learn it from secret books, mountains and rivers, lions, rabbits, tigers and monkeys.The wilderness where the sword manual was burned has now turned into a forest, but some people have cut off the branches, whittled the wood into a sword, and practiced the rough sword technique over and over again tirelessly under the tree.

A hundred years later, a swordsman named Yuan Shidao stayed at Yueying Mountain at night, and in the middle of the night he suddenly saw a blue light rising from the top of the mountain. Finally, a sword was pulled out from the crevice of the cliff. Two ancient characters were engraved on the sword, which was "Chun Jun".

Chunjun appeared in the world, the underground palace was opened, and the martial arts secrets sealed by Tianwenzong on the eve of the decline of the martial arts, by accident, became the beginning of the inheritance of Chunjun School.

It was like the first ray of spring wind blowing away the frozen ground, carrying some kind of harbinger of hope. Since then, the Chu Family Sword Sect of Siyou Mountain, Chuxing Sect of Luwei Mountain, Mingzhou Zhaoyao Villa, Lianzhou Huanyanmen and other sects have risen one after another , Central Plains Wulin is like a dead wood in spring, rejuvenated, ushering in an era of famous masters and stars.

"It's no wonder that there are only a few words in the history books about the extermination of the Qi State's divisions. I have never seen detailed records. It turns out that they were all killed." Wen Heng asked suspiciously, "Then why did Feng Baoyi collect these three swords? He wanted to Open the underground palace to get the secret book, or do you have any other ideas?"

Su Youfeng sighed: "Feng Baoyi... how should I put it, he is a martial arts genius ten times purer than you, with excellent roots and high aptitude, but he has a weird and withdrawn personality and rarely interacts with others. I also didn't figure out what he wanted to do when he escaped from Buxu Palace. According to what you said, in the past 30 years, he has done nothing but ask people to steal two swords. Tired and crooked, do you want to change to another place to spend your life?"

Wen Heng said coolly: "It's hard to say, the people in Buxu Palace are not easy-going, even beggars, and it's not uncommon for him to be a guard."

Su Youfeng: "..."

He bowed and knocked at Wen Heng: "It's against you!"

Xue Qinglan rested his chin and muttered: "What is Feng Baoyi's origin? Maybe he has some old grudges, so he wants to take revenge by the court?"

Su Youfeng replied: "He is an abandoned child picked up from the village at the foot of Kunlun Mountain. He grew up in Buxu Palace. Even if he has old enemies, he doesn't remember it. It shouldn't be for this reason."

Wen Heng didn't know what came to mind, and suddenly asked: "Since Feng Baoyi grew up in Buxu Palace, does he know the origin of these three swords, and can he distinguish the real from the fake?"

Su Youfeng thought about it carefully, and said uncertainly: "The stories I know are still handed down from my grand master. It has been passed down by word of mouth for hundreds of years. I don't know how much truth is left. Feng Baoyi kept it He has collected books for ten years, so he must know it, but how much he knows is hard to say. As for what the sword looks like, I have never seen it before, and there is no picture in Buxu Palace. How can the legendary things be distinguished from the real? He must have guessed."

Wen Heng nodded and said: "He relies on guessing, and we also rely on guessing. After guessing like this, I am afraid that he will never be right. It seems that we have to confront him in person to understand what he is planning. "

Su Youfeng smiled and said: "Boy, you haven't given up yet? I have already said that Feng Baoyi is twice your age, and his martial arts is ten times yours. If you go, you will only die in vain—" Jian Wenheng Opening his mouth to refute, he immediately stretched out his hand and pointed at Xue Qinglan, "Even if you were not afraid of death before, what about after you have him? Are you not afraid?"

Before Wen Heng said anything, Xue Qinglan laughed first, and said: "Senior, I may persuade other things, but on this matter, I will never stop him. For a lifetime, that is more painful than death; I would rather kill Feng Baoyi together with him, sons and daughters of the Jianghu, wouldn't it be fulfilling to die together?"

Su Youfeng made him tremble with anger, and he was about to blurt out the phrase "perfect ass", but Wen Heng held Xue Qinglan down before him, and said angrily: "What's dead, this sentence can be hung up casually What's on my lips? Besides, with Master, the big Buddha standing in front of me, if those monsters want to hurt me, they have to pass him first, right?"

Su Youfeng squinted and roared: "...Damn it! I am the master and you are the master. Are you so unfilial!"

Wen Heng pushed the Wujin Token back in front of him, and said with a smile, "Then I will thank Master."

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