Chun Feng Du Jian

After hearing his question, the old man stopped cursing immediately, and slowly turned to Wen Heng, his eyes seemed to be watching him quietly through his gray and messy hair.

Wen Heng looked at him calmly and fearlessly for a moment, then the old man suddenly waved his hand and said: "The boy has a bit of eyesight. Put him down, come and make gestures with me."

Wen Heng said: "My junior obeys orders." He followed the words, put Xue Qinglan on the first stone step, and whispered: "Wait for me here for a while."

Xue Qinglan pretended to be calm, but she was so anxious that she tugged at his sleeves, and hurriedly said, "Don't go! Beware of fraud."

Wen Heng squatted halfway in front of him, comfortingly said: "He is wearing the costume of an elder of our sect, this is an old senior of the Chunjun sect, don't worry."

"What if he isn't?" Xue Qinglan's face turned pale, "Even if he is, aren't all of your Chunjun sect full of good men and women who don't kill? If he didn't make mistakes and be punished, how could he be locked up here?"

The old man sneered behind his back, and urged impatiently: "Mo Mo Ha ha, mother-in-law, if I wanted to kill you, I would have killed you long ago, you are so talkative!"

Wen Heng turned his wrist round, and in turn grabbed Xue Qinglan's hand, squeezed it tightly, leaned over and whispered in his ear: "It's okay, you sit at ease, don't be afraid." After speaking, he raised his sword and pointed at the old man Going forward, bowing to the junior, he said neither humble nor overbearing: "Please enlighten me, senior."

The old man didn't answer, the sleeves of his robe fluttered, he suddenly used his finger as a sword, and pointed at Wen Heng like lightning.Wen Heng was always on guard against his sudden attack, and he didn't dare to slack off a bit. At this moment, he was concentrating on it, using all his strength to resist, and took the finger head-on.

He has seen many masters on Yueying Mountain, and it is not uncommon to use fingers as swords, and the sword is long and the fingers are short, which makes the sword's self-reliance take advantage. Therefore, when Wen Heng asks others for advice, even if he has no internal strength, he only relies on erratic movements. The changed swordsmanship will not be a disadvantage as soon as it comes up.But today he fought this old man with only two strokes, and immediately felt the gap between himself and the real master of martial arts.Under the suppression of the opponent's unfathomable internal force, no matter how tricky the sword technique is, it is useless.What's more, his sword skills have not reached the state of perfection, he is weak at the end, and he is a show that will collapse at the first poke.

The old man's fingers were like a knife, sharp and quick, Wen Heng took the first finger, and then he took the second with a little reluctance, his arm became more numb, and his right hand trembled uncontrollably.The old man also saw that he was exhausted, and said displeasedly: "Why don't you use your internal strength when you use your sword? Are you injured, or are you arrogant about your swordsmanship and refuse to use your full strength?"

Wen Heng's entire right arm was so numb that he couldn't feel it, and the long sword fell to the ground with a clang.He simply stopped hitting, stood still and said with a wry smile: "It's not an injury, it's just that the junior is born with abnormal meridians and can't practice internal strength, it's definitely not intentional perfunctory, senior don't take offense."

"Never practiced internal strength?" The old man pointed out halfway, then suddenly changed direction, grabbed his left wrist instead, groaned intently for a moment, and murmured: "It's so strange..."

Wen Heng didn't move at all, and let him call his left hand and his right hand, shaking his head like everyone else before, wondering: "It's really strange, how come your eight meridians don't seem to grow."

To Wen Heng, this kind of words is basically the same as "Have you eaten?", and it is not enough to shake his mind.The old man mumbled around him in a circle, as if he was studying the abnormality on him, but when he walked around behind Wen Heng, he took advantage of his unpreparedness to suddenly attack him, raised his hand and slapped him on the back.

Xue Qinglan lost her voice: "Be careful!"

He flew towards him like an arrow from the string, but he was a step too late.Wen Heng couldn't dodge in time, and was hit on the shoulder blade by that palm.But the strange thing is that he seemed to be pushed gently by someone, without any pain, a small burst of true energy spontaneously gathered in his body, and on the contrary pushed the old man back.

The old man froze for a moment, then clapped his hands and laughed, "No wonder! So that's how it is..."

"Qing Lan!"

Xue Qinglan collapsed as if collapsed. Wen Heng said that he was not allowed to act rashly. However, the situation was critical just now. He didn't care about anything else, so he forced his attack, which really caused internal injuries. At this moment, his face was extremely ugly, and a bloodstain snaked down his lips , dripping on the black skirt.

Wen Heng could only move his left arm, and hurriedly took Xue Qinglan into his arms. His heart ached from his tragic appearance, and he immediately knelt down and knelt down heavily towards the old man: "My junior brother just accidentally passed in the stone corridor. Trick, right now the true qi is disordered, and the internal injury is serious, I beg the senior to hold you up high and save his life!"

Although Xue Qinglan knew that there was nothing wrong with kneeling together when he met his seniors, but thinking that Wen Heng was pleading for him, he couldn't get over this hurdle no matter what.He was at the end of his strength, but he gritted his teeth and stood up, stood in front of Wen Heng, grabbed his hand and said, "Senior Brother, it's unbelievable that he intends to harm you... Life and death are up to me." Your own business, you...you don't ask him."

His seven orifices have begun to ooze blood slowly, his hands are as cold as ice, and his face is almost lifeless.Wen Heng felt sore, he pressed him on his shoulder indiscriminately, and said in a low voice: "Qinglan don't talk, save some strength, it's important to heal the injury." He raised his head and begged the old man: "Human life is at stake, please save him, senior." life."

The old man watched coldly for a long time, and finally asked at this moment: "This boy in black keeps calling you senior brother, is he also a disciple of Chunjun Sect?"

Wen Heng shook his head and said: "No. He is the apprentice of a good friend of Elder Yuquan, and he suffered such an innocent disaster purely because he was implicated by the younger generation."

When the old man heard this, he immediately shook his head and said, "No help, no help."

"Why? Because he is not a disciple of our sect?" Wen Heng did not give up. "He is not me. If the senior must be a member of the Jun family, the junior is willing to trade his life for another."

Xue Qinglan heard this sentence in a daze, and opened his mouth to stop him, but he couldn't make any sound. He could only feel Wen Heng's hand holding him constantly, as if this could keep him for a while longer.

The old man didn't buy it, and said with a sneer, "What's the use of my life, it's useless to kill, and my hands are dirty for no reason."

Wen Heng said, "A human life is in your hands, as long as senior wants to use it, there will always be something useful."

The old man stared at him for a moment, then suddenly asked: "Since this kid is not your junior brother, why do you protect him like this? Are you willing to give up your life for him?"

This question stopped Wen Heng.He looked down at the person in his arms, remained silent for a moment, and then replied in a low voice: "He gave his life to save him, so I should repay him with my life... There is no reason."

Hearing this, the old man slowed down a little, and muttered to himself: "It's a pity that the white jade is slightly flawed, but it's worth it because of the deep love and righteousness." Then he said to Wen Heng: "If you want me to replace it You can save him, I'm not too lazy to kill you, but you need to do something for me, it may take ten or eight years, and it may be life-threatening, will you agree?"

Without any hesitation, Wen Heng said categorically: "Don't say one thing, ten thousand things can be done. Since I owe you a deep kindness, the senior ordered me to do my best, and I will not hesitate to die."

Now that the old man was finally satisfied, he suddenly reached out and grabbed Xue Qinglan, who was unconscious in his arms, and put him in a cross-legged sitting position. Pressing the vest with one palm, he sent a deep internal force into Xue Qinglan's body to help him sort out his true energy.After he had only practiced for a while, Xue Qinglan's complexion turned from blue to white, a little blood appeared on his cheeks, and his breathing gradually stabilized.After a while, as the old man withdrew his palms, Xue Qinglan's whole body shook violently, and he suddenly coughed up a mouthful of red blood, and regained his sanity.

"How do you feel?" Wen Heng half-kneeled beside him, put two fingers on his pulse, and asked with concern: "Is there any discomfort?"

Xue Qinglan shook his head, with mixed feelings in his heart, and said softly: "Brother, don't worry, it's much better, there's nothing serious." He paused, looking at Wen Heng with guilt and gratitude: "Brother..."

Seeing that he was back to normal, Wen Heng finally felt relieved, and couldn't help but smile slightly when he looked at him like this, and rubbed the back of his head: "It doesn't matter to others, as long as you are fine, thank God."

It might as well be that the old man stood aside to watch the fun, and said coldly: "Don't be too happy, you little friend...huh."

When Wen Heng heard this, he immediately turned his head and asked, "What happened to him?"

Xue Qinglan hurriedly shook her head slightly behind him. The old man changed the subject and said with a snort, "Him? I think he is very cunning, and he specially bullies you with a good temper. If you continue to pamper him like this, it will last forever, and sooner or later you will be punished by him." Ride on the head."

Xue Qinglan: "..."

Wen Heng laughed, as if he still remembered the matter of Xue Qinglan burning his beard, and explained sincerely: "He was young and didn't know the seriousness, and he beat him because he was afraid at that time. It wasn't intentional. There are a lot of seniors, so don't care about children." He said again: "Qinglan, come and apologize to senior."

If it weren't for Wen Heng, it would never have been possible to give birth to such a big son, and the old man would have suspected that the two had some ulterior father-son relationship.Although Xue Qinglan was still wary of him, he still got up according to his words, bowed to the old man, and said: "The younger generation was rude just now, and I offended you so much. I hope that senior will be Han Han, and thank you for saving my life."

The old man said lightly: "No, you go thank him, don't thank me."

Wen Heng said: "Senior is willing to help, and this junior is very grateful. If you have any difficulties, please tell me. Although this junior is not talented, you must do your best."

The old man tore off a strip of cloth from the front of his clothes, gathered up his messy hair, and tied it tightly in a bun on the top of his head, revealing a clear face.Although he is very old and his appearance is no longer what it used to be, his eyes are as clear as a clear lake, and he still retains some of the handsome and relaxed demeanor of the past, making people feel kind at first sight, and then they can't help feeling sorry, and don't understand how such a person can The years were wasted in the underground palace.

After combing his hair, his whole demeanor changed, he was quite different from the crazy old man before, quite calm and composed.The old man flicked his sleeves, sucked two big rocks from a distance, and landed in front of Wen and Xue, saying: "Please sit down." He then sat down cross-legged on the stone steps.

He spoke again, with a warm and mellow voice, completely different from the hoarse and unpleasant voice he had when we first met: "Old man Gu Chuifang was once the third generation elder of Linqiu Peak of Chunjun Sect."

Han Nanfu is the fourth generation head of the Chunjun School. According to his seniority, Gu Chuifang should be Wen Heng's Grand Master Uncle.Wen Heng was about to stand up and salute, but he pressed him down from the air, and said kindly: "I have already resigned from office, so there is no need to be more polite."

Xue Qinglan only thought the name was familiar, thought for a long time, and asked: "Could it be that senior is Gu Chuifang of 'Canghai Hanging Sword'?"

Gu Chuifang smiled faintly, but only shook her head, and said: "The sword has been hidden under the sea for thirty years, and it is hard to find it on a boat, so there is no need to mention the old things."

Wen Heng had heard the name "Canghai Hanging Sword" before. Their Chunjun sect has a sword technique called "Canghai Sword", which was created by Grand Master Gu.About 40 years ago, Gu Chuifang traveled to the coast of the East China Sea. He happened to meet the local emperor Jing Kun's gang and was blocked and robbed.All he saw and heard along the way was that the Jingkun gang burned, killed, looted, and committed all kinds of crimes. Even the government colluded with this gang, making the local people poor and struggling to survive.Gu Chuifang was already full of anger, so she just took this opportunity to pretend to surrender, and was plundered by the Jingkun gang to Black Whale Island to do hard work, and met Guo Xing, the leader of the Jingkun gang, and his subordinates who were entrenched here.

Gu Chuifang was young and vigorous, and seeing the picture now, he held a sword and fought for three days on Jietian Cliff on Black Whale Island, killing Guo Xing with one man's strength, severely wounding the four hall masters, and punishing countless minions who tried to resist.On the fourth day, the Chunjun sent disciples who had received his letter came to support them, working together, they finally wiped out the Jingkun gang.

This battle shocked the world, and Gu Chuifang's demeanor of subduing the Jingkun gang is deeply engraved in the hearts of many people. The Black Whale Island has since been renamed Fujing Island, and the Chunjun School has been praised for this, and it has become a good story for a while.However, when Gu Chuifang took over as Elder Linqiufeng at the age of 30, within a few years, he suddenly disappeared from the Jianghu, it is said that he went to retreat.

But this closed for 30 years, Gu Chuifang has no news, seems to disappear out of thin air, life and death are unpredictable, gradually forgotten, even the faction is not mentioned by anyone.

Wen Heng had heard rumors before that he was possessed by madness and unfortunately died during retreat. He never expected to see this legendary senior in the depths of the underground palace one day.

Gu Chuifang didn't want to mention the old things, and the two of them didn't want to inquire about them, so they just heard him say: "I just watched your words and deeds, and I believe you are a loving child, so I entrust this matter to you. This matter is related to the Chunjun Sect It may also be of some benefit to you to open up your meridians and practice martial arts."