Chun Feng Du Jian

In the afternoon of that day, a group of black-armored knights reined in their horses and stopped in front of the gate of Baoan Temple. The leader made a gesture, and the rest immediately dispersed neatly and surrounded the entire temple.

The only purple-robed man without armor rode forward and said, "Knock the door."

The leader of the army is Cai Yue, the imperial soldier Mastis.He came to capture the remaining party of King Qing under the emperor's imperial decree. He thought it was an excellent opportunity to make meritorious deeds, but he didn't expect that the emperor would also send inner guards to accompany him, so he felt resentful, and he unconsciously showed a bit of yin and yang in his mouth: "A hand without binding A sick man with the power of a chicken, it is easy to catch him, why bother Mr. Lu to come personally, you must be too careful."

Lu Qingzhong was unsmiling, unmoved, and glanced at him lightly: "Has Cai Tisi never heard of the birthday banquet of Princess Dongyang? Although Prince Qing's son is weak, he is knowledgeable and talented. He once instructed the guards to win the Tuozhou A member of the Chu family. If he sets up a hidden weapon here today, if you and I are not careful, how can we return to Beijing with our lives?"

Cai Yue was tightly blocked by his words, and had no power to retaliate. He turned his head and scolded the sergeant who called the door angrily: "What are you doing so dawdling! Are you deliberately trying to let go of the remnants of the rebellious party?"

Lu Qingzhong frowned when he heard him accuse Sang and scold Huai for being out of shape.Just at this time, the little novice came to open the door, and seeing the murderous black armored soldier, he couldn't help shivering, and nervously clasped his hands together and said: "All benefactors have come from afar, my teacher, please come in and tell me."

Cai Yue said in a loud voice: "Where is the abbot of Bao'an Temple? This official is ordered to arrest the remnants of King Qing's rebellion against the party. Anyone who dares to shelter and protect him is the same crime as treason!"

Before he could finish speaking, Lu Qingzhong next to him got off his horse neatly, stepped forward unhurriedly, and said to the little novice, "I'm sorry."

Cai Yue: "..."

Although he is the Matis of the Imperial City Army and has the right to deploy troops, but Lu Qingzhong is one of the nine masters in the palace, and he is the same as a third-rank official. Even if he wants to play tricks, he has to respect Lu Qingzhong's meaning on the surface.

For Cai Yue, this move by the surname Lu is like pushing him to the ground and stepping on him.However, he was more powerful than others, Lu Qingzhong didn't make a sound, and he couldn't move without authorization, so he had to bow his head and get off his horse, and followed Lu Qingzhong into the Baoan Temple cursingly.

In the Buddhist hall, there are many lights and shadows. In this flickering light, the golden statue of the Buddha looks particularly deep and tall, which makes the abbot Huitong in front of the Buddha thin and thin.

Lu Qingzhong entered the Buddhist hall, bowed to the Buddha statue three times before turning to Abbot Huitong, and said politely: "I'm going down to Lu Qingzhong, I'm here by His Majesty's orders, and I hope Prince Qing's son will come out to meet you."

Abbot Huitong made eleven ceremonies, and he didn't make false claims with him, he said bluntly: "Your Excellency came with a murder knife, how dare fish and meat meet with an axe?"

Lu Qingzhong didn't expect that he wouldn't even pretend to be pretending. After looking at the Daxiong Palace, he looked at the old monk in front of him. Voice: "Prince Qing intends to rebel. This crime is a certainty. It is useless to hide. It is just a waste of time. If you don't want to hurt others, please show up quickly and follow me back to Beijing!"

He sent out a voice with strong inner strength, which resounded throughout the Buddhist hall, like a long ringing of a bell, echoing endlessly.Cai Yue stood closer, his ears buzzing from the yelling, disgusted in his heart, he couldn't help but take a few steps back.Abbot Huitong remained unmoved, unaffected at all, and said in an ordinary voice: "I've heard that Qingdiaotang's 'crane and blue sky' is famous for a long time, but seeing it now, it's really extraordinary."

Lu Qingzhong's heart skipped a beat, and he thought to himself: "How does this old monk recognize this skill?"

Qingdiaotang is a small sect in Bozhou. One of its exercises is "Crane Jue Bixiao", which uses a secret method to send out the sound with internal force. Those who listen to it are highly skilled and will not be easily agitated; those who do not have martial arts listen to it , ranging from continuous tinnitus to severe bleeding from the seven orifices.Lu Qingzhong's move was intended to give Wen Heng a bad impression, to let him know how powerful he is, and to be subdued in time.Who would have thought that Wen Heng didn't show his face, but tried to find a hidden abbot Huitong.

Lu Qingzhong entered the university before he became famous, and very few people knew of his parentage, Qingdiaotang is not a famous sect in Jianghu, no matter how you look at it, it should not be easily revealed by an old monk in a mountain temple .Lu Qingzhong had long known that Wen Heng had dabbled in martial arts from all schools of martial arts, and now he suspected that Wen Heng was hiding in the temple.As soon as he failed, he understood that Abbot Huitong was determined to stop him, so he stopped being polite and said bluntly: "Lu has lived in Beijing for ten years, but he didn't know there was such a master hidden in Bao'an Temple. Since Master insisted on stopping me today, Lu A certain person came to learn the master's tricks."

Abbot Huitong said: "I am ashamed to say that I am grateful for the love of the benefactor. When the poor monk took refuge, he made an oath before the Buddha that he will not use swords or fight with others in this life."

Lu Qingzhong asked: "Master's words, are you willing to let him go without a fight?"

Hui Tongdao: "That's not true, the Buddhist hall is equipped with kerosene, fire/powder, if Master Lu insists on acting fiercely, the whole Bao'an Temple will have no choice but to go to bliss with everyone."

Lu Qingzhong was startled, and after a while he laughed dumbly and said, "I didn't expect that the abbot of Bao'an Temple's behavior is more fierce than me, a mortal."

He thought for a while, and suggested: "In this case, you and I will have a competition. If the master is superior, I will stop here and let the son live, how about it?"

Cai Yue became anxious when he heard that, and hurriedly said: "Master Lu! That is the remnant of a traitor, do you dare to resist the order?"

Lu Qingzhong smiled and said: "Your Majesty asked, I naturally have something to say, it's your turn to meddle in business? Get out!" After saying that, he pushed his palm away, his robe sleeves swayed, and Cai Yue flew straight out of the hall. Fall into the pile of people waiting outside the hall.

Although he is an inner guard, when his temper comes up, he is quite a martial idiot. Since he has made up his mind to compete with Huitong, no one can stop him, so he immediately slapped him with a "huh": "The idler has gone, I should go to the court Master asked for advice!"

Huitong sighed and said: "The reincarnation of the heavens is pre-determined by fate, so it should be like this." He also shook his monk's robe, flew up to meet Lu Qingzhong, and palmed him.The internal forces of the two are connected, and the air waves are surging. Although it is a test, they have exerted [-]% to [-]% effort, each of them was surprised and jumped back at the same time.

Lu Qingzhong thought: "This old monk's inner strength is so profound, and his palm technique is unprecedented. I don't know where it came from?"

Hui Tong thought to himself: "Lu Qingzhong ranks sixth among the great inner masters, his inner strength is already so strong, I don't know how powerful the previous ones are? Today we can't escape death, we have to sacrifice our lives to procrastinate, maybe we can earn a chance for our son."

The two of them were thinking about Fang Ding, they had different plans in their hearts, and they attacked at the same time.What Lu Qingzhong has learned in his life, besides the martial arts of Shimen Qingdiaotang, there are also "Tianhe Baojuan" and many other martial arts in the Ouchi secret collection. "Tianhe Baojuan" is the world's first-class internal energy secret book. The internal exercises in the inner book hall are all top-grade. Lu Qingzhong has devoted himself to studying them for more than ten years, and he has already been called the top master in the world.But Huitong is no more than an old monk from the countryside, yet he was able to fight him in a close fight, and his palms were sharp and swift, like a sword, which was unprecedented, and he forced Lu Qingzhong back to the front of the Buddhist hall several times.

Lu Qingzhong tried his best to use his deep internal energy to spread out "Shocking Waves of Heaven and Earth", and slashed out four palms one after another. The internal energy surged like a huge wave, pressing down on Huitong layer by layer.Huitong's long beard fluttered, he advanced instead of retreating, and faced him four palms in the air, each palm took a step forward, as if splitting a mountain and splitting the sea, when the fifth palm was sent out, the person was already in front of him, the blow seemed like Can't hide, Lu Qingzhong's Tianling cover is bound to be smashed by Huitong.

Lu Qingzhong couldn't fight resolutely, he leaped backwards and jumped out of the threshold, only feeling a dull pain in Qi Hai being stimulated by those five palms.Recalling the critical situation just now, he couldn't help sighing: "Thank you, master, for your mercy, my skills are inferior to others, and I lost convincingly."

Just now Hui Tong suddenly withdrew his palms when he was at a critical moment, he was backlashed by his own internal force, his chest was also full of pain, he stood still for a moment and then said: "Accept."

At that moment just now, the timing of Lu Qingzhong's retreat was slightly off. If Huitong hadn't withdrawn his palm in time, it would be impossible for him to stand here unscathed.

Since Lu Qingzhong was forced out of the Buddhist hall, he was regarded as defeated, so he kept his promise, did not take a step further, just stood outside the threshold and said: "I have seen the master's palm technique, bleak and fierce, and the sword energy is overwhelming. I have only seen it in my life. Dare to ask the master's name, where did he learn from?"

Huitong politely declined: "A nobody is worth a lot of money."

Lu Qingzhong sighed sadly: "Master doesn't want to tell, so I can't ask more. It's just that I heard that the Yanling School of Mizhou has a long-lost 'Baji Sword Art'. gone."

Huitong remained silent.

After Lu Qingzhong said such a gossip, he didn't linger any longer, turned around and went down the steps, and said loudly: "Lu is willing to gamble and admit defeat today, and hope that the prince can do it for himself!"

The door of the Buddhist hall closed slowly behind him, hiding the dancing candlelight in the room.

Cai Yue watched the ducks fly away, he was going to be pissed off by this lunatic Wu, but he just received a slap from Lu Qingzhong, knowing that this person is not to be messed with, so he chased after Lu Qingzhong with hatred, and ordered his men to form a team Withdraw from Baoan Temple.

In the Buddhist hall, Huitong swayed slightly and sat down on the futon.His thin fingers trembled slightly, and he moved the sandalwood rosary beads one by one, muttering the scriptures silently, allowing the black line at the heart to travel along the meridian to all the limbs, quickly eroding his meridian and internal organs.

Although Lu Qingzhong kept his word and let Wen Heng go, he didn't say that he would let Huitong's life go.When the two competed, he could have killed Lu Qingzhong on the spot, but in the end he softened and gave the other party an opportunity.

I don't know what kind of poison Lu Qingzhong gave him. When he was about to die, he didn't feel any pain. Instead, he felt a burst of warmth, as if he had returned to the warm spring day in Yanling. He and his brothers and sisters are still young, and they learn martial arts together every day, and make an appointment to ride horses and swords when they grow up, and gallop across the rivers and lakes.

But the world is like a cloud of smoke, and in a blink of an eye, everything is changed. He has retreated for three years and has mastered swordsmanship. The first news he heard after seeing the sun again was the good news that his junior sister had married another young hero.

At that time, he was proud and arrogant, refused to admit that he was sad, left the sect in a rage, and went far away, and gradually gained some fame in the world. He was also called a "hero" and was invited to participate in the competition The Sword Discussion Conference in Youshan.

Reuniting with an old friend from the past is unexpected and expected.He thought that several years had passed and the old things had long been put aside, but when things came to an end, he realized that he had overestimated himself and underestimated the word "love".

Both sorrow and joy, more intoxicating than strong wine.He took the stage with his sword in his hand and displayed what he had learned in his life. The "Baji Sword" was ground-breaking and won applause from all the halls.

Maybe it's because his thoughts are hidden too shallow, and he doesn't know how to cover up, so that people can see the clues, so the troublemaker urged the husband of the junior sister to go up to the stage to compete with him, facing him from a distance under the eyes of thousands of eyes.

That was the most serious sword fight he would ever want to recall in his life.

He was obviously not drunk, but he was insane. He knew that the man was by no means his opponent, but he thrust out a sharp and unstoppable sword, which pierced his chest straight.

From the highly praised "young talent" to the villainous villain spurned by everyone, only this sword is needed.

He was shot down from the high platform by the senior brother who was furious, broke several ribs, and the long sword that never left his body was broken and discarded. The dead body, the heart-piercing pain of jumping off the cliff.

For the sake of being a fellow sect in the past, the senior brother did not kill him, but expelled him from the Yanling sect.Dragging his sick and remnant body, he wandered all the way to Tianshou, and was finally enlightened and taken in by the former abbot of Baoan Temple.The young swordsman, the astonishing "Baji Sword", as well as those concealed and unrevealed feelings, are like fireworks in the morning dew. They only flickered for a moment before turning around and escaping into the quiet ancient temple in the mountains.

The days flew by like running water, and just when Huitong himself was about to forget the blood-stained past, a guard covered in dust knocked on the gate of Baoan Temple.

At that time, he looked at the dilapidated door plaque, and vaguely thought that if his junior sister was still alive, her children would be at the age of starting a family by now.

As soon as he became a Buddha, Wen Heng, the eldest son of King Wen Kezhen of Qing Dynasty, was born in this small temple. His life like a pool of stagnant water seemed to be swept away by the spring breeze for a short time. for 15 years.

However, the karma planted decades ago has not borne the last fruit until today.

There was a slow "squeak" on the door hinge, and the little novice quietly pushed open the door of the Buddhist hall and called "Master".That voice was childish and innocent, resounding in my ears, overlapping with the old picture in my mind.He seems to have returned to Yanling, where the mountains are full of fragrant grasses and wild flowers, leaning on a wooden sword in the spring breeze, and shouting crisply into the distance: "Master!"

The little novice didn't wait for a reply, and walked up to Huitong lightly, but saw that the abbot's eyes were tightly closed, his lips were smiling, and he was already out of breath.

He was startled and went to check the abbot's breath, and finally broke down and cried: "Master!"

The first heavy snow in the early winter of this year came quietly amidst his trembling cries.

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