Biography of Xi Shan

It was an elderly man with a stooped back and a ragged black dress. His face was covered by a huge cloak, and his appearance could not be seen clearly.His body exuded a strange smell, like the stench of Chinese herbal medicine mixed with blood, everyone frowned subconsciously, covering their noses with their sleeves.

Liu Muyan stood up, looked at the old man fixedly, and suddenly said with a smile: "Wu Mang, long time no see."

The old man named Wu Mang laughed sinisterly. He slowly raised his head to reveal his scarred face. When he laughed, the scars on his face moved, making his whole face more hideous and terrifying.

Someone in the crowd blurted out: "Old black ghost!"

Wu Mang let out a "giggle" laugh, "Liu Muyan, you are hiding in the Xishan faction and dare not come out. I have been waiting for you for 20 years, and today is the day when you will die!"

Liu Muyan smiled and said: "I have no grievances or enmities with you, but you are waiting to kill me. Is there some misunderstanding in this?"

"Misunderstanding?" Wu Mang smiled sinisterly, "Do you still remember Wu Xiaoman, she is my daughter, that poor person who died for you!"

Liu Muyan frowned tightly, "Wu Xiaoman is your daughter?"

Wu Mang's chest began to heave violently, and with a bad breath in his heart, he said hurriedly, "Do you admit that you killed her?"

Liu Muyan said in a deep voice: "Before today, I didn't even know she was dead, so what does her death have to do with me?"

Wu Mang sneered and said, "She fell in love with you at first sight, if you hadn't been ungrateful and ungrateful, how could that poor daughter of mine have jumped off a cliff, and died with hatred in the end!"

The disciples of the Xishan School looked at each other in disbelief.But when I think about it carefully, I feel a little strange. Although Liu Muyan is obsessed with martial arts, he is not a martial idiot like his seniors.What's more, compared to the vast majority of people in the Jianghu, Liu Muyan is considered handsome and suave. How come he hasn't married a wife and had children until now? Thinking about it this way, there is indeed something inside.

Lu Zhanbai laughed: "Master Liu is such a romantic person, everyone, look, this debt of love has come to the door."

Liu Muyan ignored it, and turned to Wu Mang and said, "I, Liu Muyan, have lived my life upright and never owed anyone anything. As for Wu Xiaoman, I have absolutely no personal relationship with her, let alone any ties to her." , after I know she has feelings for me, I have clearly and clearly drawn a clear line with her, so how can I talk about being ungrateful?"

At this time, Ye Wanwu, who had never spoken from the beginning to the end, suddenly opened his mouth, and he said lightly: "My father told me about this matter when he was alive, and your wife was a disciple of Yaoxian Valley that day. She rebelled against Yaoxian Valley because you broke the school rules, and was chased and killed by the old valley owner. Your face was also destroyed at that time. I remember my father said that there is a directory in Yaoxian Valley, but everything on the list There is only one way to die, and Yaoxian Valley has chased and killed you for 20 years. On that day, you were captured by Yaoxian Valley disciples. It was the head of Liu who rescued you and persuaded the current owner of the valley to spare your lives. Now you are not only To be grateful to Dade, but to repay kindness with revenge, what is the rationale for this?"

Ye Wanwu's voice is very pleasant, like the ding-dong sound of spring water flowing through a mountain stream, and like the breeze blowing by in a summer night, his voice is as warm as jade, which can make people intoxicated involuntarily.

Wu Mang took a few breaths, and he said bitterly: "He was just a brat back then, and he said a few hypocritical words to that thief, do you want me to be grateful to him for the rest of my life? I don't care about anything, I just want to Knowing that my daughter died because of him, I want him to pay for his life!"

Ye Wanwu shook her head in disappointment.

Liu Muyan simply laughed angrily.

Jing Ji's face wrinkled in anger, he strode forward, waved away his senior brother who stopped him, and said angrily: "Why are you so unreasonable, what does your daughter's death have to do with my master, let's talk about me Master is a celestial being, if any woman who likes him is going to die, then my master will take countless lives on his back!"

Lu Zhanbai burst out laughing, and said in a strange way: "The posture of heaven and man..."

Wu Mang trembled angrily, he clasped his hands into claws, and slammed towards Jing Ji.

Jing Ji did not back down and drew his sword.

It was too late to say that, before the two men met, Chen Daozhen had already made a move, and he slapped Wu Mang with a palm from the air, and Wu Mang's figure flashed past the thick zhenqi.However, Chen Dao's true ambition was not here, he put his arms around Jing Ji's waist, and pulled him away.

Chen Daozhen whispered in Jing Ji's ear: "Don't be impulsive, this old man is full of poison, don't fall into his trap."

Jing Ji glared at Wu Mang angrily.

Lu Zhanbai was a little disappointed. From the beginning to the end, he never saw Liu Muyan make a move, even when his precious apprentice was in danger.

Lu Zhanbai couldn't bear it any longer, he couldn't wait to see Liu Muyan's true strength, Liu Muyan had been staying behind closed doors for more than ten years, and his skill was hidden and not revealed.

Knowing yourself and the enemy can win every battle. For a person like Liu Muyan, it is difficult to find an opportunity unless he hits it with one blow.

Lu Zhanbai sighed heavily. He watched Liu Muyan's face become more and more silent. It's been ten years. They haven't met each other for ten years. Liu Muyan hasn't changed at all, and his facial features are still exactly the same as ten years ago. Even younger.No, he has changed, he has become more introverted and calm, and he is no longer the straight-forward young man who had no intention of thinking back then.It also becomes harder to deal with.

Jing Ji walked back to Liu Muyan, and said in a low voice, "Master, please ignore him, he is old and has brain problems."

Liu Muyan frowned, and he said: "Wu Mang, you respect you as a senior, but if you keep making progress again and again, I, Liu Muyan, will not be polite to you." He felt a little strange in his heart, What is the purpose of this Wu Mang making such a fuss for no reason? He is obviously not his opponent, yet he provokes him to compete with him...

Wu Mang laughed loudly: "Liu Muyan, stop talking nonsense, you will only find out after fighting!"

Liu Muyan exuded a chill all over his body, his hands drooped naturally, but the long sword on the table trembled violently, as if it was about to break out of its sheath!

Suddenly, Liu Muyan moved, and as soon as he raised his hand, the sword seemed to be sucked by him, and it instantly fell into his hand.

It was a long sword as black as ink. The blade was two feet four inches long and as thin as a cicada's wing. The sharp blade reflected a prudent chill, but surprisingly, the sword turned out to be blunt. The square sword tip seems to have never been polished.

Everyone stood up and looked at the sword in amazement. Someone in the crowd exclaimed excitedly, "Fuxi sword! It's Fuxi sword!"

Even Chen Daozhen couldn't help staring at the sword, his eyes were full of admiration and praise.The Fuxi Sword has finally come out. It is a magical weapon that all living beings in the world can't dream of. It is a myth that only existed in the long river of history.

Lu Zhanbai's eyes were almost red, and he said in a trembling voice: "The master actually passed the Fuxi sword to you."

Not knowing the true origin of this sword is like no one knowing the past of the master, even his name has been forgotten in the vast history.He is the most mysterious and sacred symbol of the Xishan School, and a saint who is admired and admired by the whole world.A hundred years ago, when the ancestor founded the Xishan School, he was already holding this Fuxi sword in his hand.

Fuxi's sword cuts iron like mud, and has the power to split mountains and seas.The reason why this sword is called the Fuxi sword also has the meaning of standing upright.

However, 50 years ago, the ancestor announced the seal of the sword. He personally sealed the sword into the secret realm of the Xishan School's fantasy sea, and declared that he would only save people and not kill people.

This is Wen Shanhua's oldest. When he was young, he had heard about countless heroic deeds of his ancestors, and he also had the purest respect for his ancestors.When he was in his 20s, he met the ancestor Xishan several times. At that time, the ancestor was already a gray-haired old man. Now decades have passed, especially in the past 20 years, the ancestor can't avoid it. , and passed on all the Xishan School and Fuxi Sword to Liu Muyan.Wen Shanhua sighed, feeling a sense of embarrassment in his heart, I am afraid that the old ancestor is also coming to an end.

Wu Mang squinted his eyes and laughed loudly, "Good sword, good sword, I'm afraid you are not worthy of this precious sword!"

Liu Muyan stood up gracefully, his robe was blown up by the strong wind, his long black hair was swaying in the wind, he seemed to be enveloped by an infuriating energy that could almost be seen with the naked eye, and that breath swept through gusts of wind, For a moment, it was as if the wind was rumbling, and people couldn't help but feel a cold chill rising from the soles of their feet.

Everyone was taken aback, and subconsciously took a step back.

Wu Mang looked at him with a strange expression, muttering something intermittently.

Suddenly, Liu Muyan moved, and he stabbed at Wu Mang with his sword. Fuxi's sword was extremely sharp, so Wu Mang naturally didn't dare to fight him head-on. He moved his body very quickly, barely avoiding Liu Muyan. s attack.

However, after only three strokes, Wu Mang had already fallen to the ground, and the Fuxi sword fell on the side of his face. As long as he moved a little, the Fuxi sword would easily cut through his neck.

Liu Muyan looked at him coldly, he pulled out the Fuxi sword, and said coldly: "I, Liu Muyan, do not ask you to repay your kindness, but if you dare to touch any disciple of my Xishan Sect, I will chase after you." If you go to the ends of the earth, you will be smashed into thousands of pieces!"

After that, Liu Muyan withdrew his sword with a sneer, turned around and went back, and deliberately slowed down when he came to Lu Zhanbai's side. He turned his head to look at Lu Zhanbai, showing a smile that was not a smile.

Lu Zhanbai was cold all over, Wu Mang's martial arts were mediocre, but Liu Muyan used seven or eight percent of his strength. He was not only teaching Wu Mang a lesson, but also showing his power to the Xishan faction.

Lu Zhanbai's face was dark, and there was a bad breath in his chest.

Liu Muyan's sword not only shocked Wu Mang, but also shocked everyone present.

Wen Shanhua nodded in praise, and said with emotion to the people around him: "Master Liu is really talented. He only started practicing martial arts at the age of nine, but he was already a teacher at the age of 17. When he took over the position of head at the age of 20, his Maybe his martial arts are not as good as Chen Daozhen at that time, but now 19 years have passed, and Liu Muyan is no longer what he was back then, his martial arts can be said to be advancing by leaps and bounds, I am afraid that I am the only one here who can compete with him."

When Wen Shanhua said this, he had already admitted defeat. He had practiced martial arts for sixty years, while Liu Muyan had only had 30 years.He didn't know whether he should feel sorry for Liu Muyan's outstanding talent, or for the extensive and profound martial arts of the Xishan School.

Zhou Wentong stood behind him, frowned upon hearing this, and looked at Liu Muyan with somewhat complicated emotions.

Zhou Wutong squinted his eyes and smiled. When Jing Ji won the first prize a few days ago, he wanted to say that Xiao Jing was not the embroidered pillow his brother said. The disciples of the Xishan School were indeed immortals with extraordinary martial arts skills.Although what he admires most in his heart is the members of the Qingshan School, but it does not prevent him from admiring the Xishan School.