Biography of Xi Shan

12 years later.

The sky and the earth were blood red, a crimson crescent moon hung in the sky, and a deafening roar came from a distant place.The wind, sharp as a blade, rolled up the fallen leaves all over the ground.

The waves of roars gradually quieted down, and a strong wind swept up the fallen leaves all over the ground. In the center of the whirlwind stood a young man, holding a sword in his hand, motionless.

Suddenly, fallen leaves attacked him ragingly, and the leaves swept to the hem of his clothes, cutting off a corner of his clothes.

The young man moved, he was as fast as lightning, and the pile of fallen leaves seemed to be sucked by him on the sword, turning into a pile of dust and dissipating in the wind.A white figure joined the melee with a roar, it was a huge lion, it jumped into the air, almost covering the world!

It stretched out its sharp claws and rushed at the boy mercilessly.The wind was blowing under the boy's feet, and his speed became even faster, so fast that he almost formed a double image.

A man and a lion fought each other. The boy rolled over and grabbed the white fluff of the lion lightly. He used his strength to turn over and jump onto the lion's back.

The lion roared and shook its body violently. The young man shook his body, grabbed a branch and jumped to the top of the tree.

Over the past ten years, not only Jingji has grown, but Wushou has also become very strong. Its claws have become sharper, its body has become more agile, and its tail can easily sweep away trees.

But Jing Ji knows Wushou's weakness, that is, its perception has become worse, its fur has become thicker, and it is difficult for it to feel small weights, including cold and pain.Suddenly, Jing Ji took advantage of its inattention and gently jumped back onto its back.

Wushou blinked its huge pupils, and was puzzled to find that the boy was gone. It squatted down, looked at the moon pitifully, drooped its tail boredly and made a moaning sound.

Jing Ji jumped down along his head, and lightly landed on the tip of its nose.

Wushou seemed very happy, it flicked its tail excitedly, stuck out its tongue and licked its lips, making a humming sound.

Over the past ten years, Jing Ji has practiced diligently, and his swordsmanship has become extremely fast, and his swordsmanship has even surpassed most swordsmen in the martial arts. However, it is still difficult for him to gather true energy in his body. After 12 years of practice But there is only a shallow layer of internal force, and this internal force sometimes disappears, so you can't count on it at all.

The Xishan School's dual cultivation of sword and qi, although his swordsmanship is superb now, he is no match for any beginner disciple of the Xishan School.

But these didn't matter to him, as long as his martial arts could defend himself, it was enough for him to go down the mountain to find someone.

The master appeared quietly, stood in front of Jingji, and said with a smile: "Jing'er, I have something to tell you today."

More than ten years passed like a passing time, Xu Shi saw each other every day, but Jing Ji didn't realize that the master still looked the same as before, only the wrinkles between his brows deepened a bit.

"Master, let me tell you." The young man has a tall figure, broad shoulders and long legs, with a vaguely dignified appearance, but his baby face makes him look down on his age. The young man smiled, his big eyes bent into the shape of crescent moons , cunning and cute.

The master said: "I have a dear friend who will be sixty this month. Would you like to celebrate my birthday on my behalf?"

Jing Ji's eyes widened suddenly: "Is Master really serious?"

Master laughed and said: "It's serious, you have achieved a little success in swordsmanship now, but your internal strength has stagnated, staying here is just passing the time, why not go to the rivers and lakes for a while, maybe you can have some opportunities."

Jing Ji smiled happily, and quickly jumped onto Wushou's head, one person and one lion were fighting again.

The master stroked his beard with a smile, and said: "You come down first, don't mess around, the master has something to give you."

Jing Ji jumped down and walked slowly in front of the master.

The master took out a dark green flute and said, "Do you know the silkworm jade?"

Jing Ji took the flute, the tentacles were slightly cool, there were dots of black halos embedded in the green jade, and when he took a closer look, it seemed to be the color of red and black blood.Jing Ji was slightly stunned: "I read it in the book. It is rumored that there was a martial arts master more than 100 years ago. He accidentally escaped from death in a volcano and obtained a piece of jade by accident. The jade looked like a silkworm chrysalis. He vomited blood from a serious injury, and the blood actually seeped into the jade, and later that expert forged the jade into a flute and used it as a weapon."

Master smiled and nodded.

Jing Ji smiled slightly: "Could it be this, the master wants to give this to me?" After speaking, the master nodded again.

Jing Ji rubbed the long flute back and forth, he fell to his knees suddenly, with tears in his eyes, he sniffed, and said hoarsely: "12 years ago, Master saved my life, and 12 years ago, he took good care of me. Teaching, and now you give this thing to me, how can disciple He De be so favored by the master."

"Good boy, don't cry." The master helped him up, and said with a smile: "You used to be as skinny as a monkey, but now you respect the master so much, I don't know what to do, put the things away Get up and go."

Jing Ji wrinkled his nose, and obediently put the silkworm jade into his sleeve.In a blink of an eye, the master had disappeared.

Wushou whimpered, threw Jing Ji on his back, and walked slowly forward, just like seeing each other off countless times, his steps were steady and he did not say goodbye.

I thought it was just a short separation, but I didn't know that it took many years for this person and beast to meet again.

Jing Ji lay on Wushou's head, took out the silkworm jade and fondled it back and forth, then he took out his own sword, carefully untied the blue sword fringe on it, and tied it to the silkworm jade.

The sword tassel has been washed and turned white, and the jade ring hanging on the sword tassel has also worn away the lines of the year, and now it looks smooth and translucent. Jing Ji took a few glances, and took the silkworm jade and the sword tassel away together preciously. into the arms.

In April, the climate is gradually warming up, but the breeze can still bring a little bit of coolness. There are so many willow trees bent over the city of Manzhou.The air by the river is very humid, mixed with the damp smell of the soil, and the willows are graceful and light.

Jing Ji easily found the Chu family's house.

Chu Nantian's position in Manzhou City is very important, today's [-]th birthday, many relatives and friends from all over the world come to celebrate the birthday, and the location of his residence can be known easily by inquiring.

When Jing Ji came to the Chu family's mansion, there was already a sea of ​​people. Apart from businessmen dressed in rich and noble clothes, there were also ordinary people who came to celebrate their birthdays. point.Hearing that Chu Nantian is kind and charitable, he must be highly respected in Manzhou City.

Different from the flowers and green plants of the Xishan School, this Chu family is magnificent and rich. The two big stone lions at the door are mighty and domineering. Just by looking at the clothes of the gatekeeper, one can know the atmosphere of the Chu Mansion.

Jing Ji looked around at the door, seeing that the guests went in with gifts without showing their invitations, and then walked towards the vermilion door.

Before the feet crossed the threshold, the clothes were grabbed by someone.

"Hey, hey, where are we going? Go, go, today is a happy day for our master, don't come and make trouble." The boy saw a boy in white clothes in front of him. Yihei was not polite when he spoke.

Jing Ji rolled his eyes, smiled, took out a black wooden box, and said with a smile, "I'm here to celebrate your master's birthday. Look, I brought a gift."

The young man glared at him, and said viciously: "I tell you, our master does not care about your things, you go quickly, our master will come later, don't make trouble for him."

Jing Ji frowned, and felt a little displeased. Although he had never opened this box, there are countless rare treasures of the Xishan School, so how could his ancestor send some inferior things? Besides, this congratulatory gift is so precious. Whether the master likes it or not is not up to others.

Jing Ji was about to speak, when the boy said again: "No one in the world knows that our master doesn't deal with people in the Jianghu, even if the leader of the martial arts alliance comes, our master will not show face, go, don't make trouble."

Jing Ji was stunned, and subconsciously glanced at his sword. He didn't think of this reason, and he was stunned to find that everyone around him looked at him with inexplicable eyes.

Jing Ji's face was flushed with embarrassment, he bent his eyes, and said, "Excuse me." His task was just to send out the congratulatory gift, and it would not be too late to give the gift after redressing up and putting away the sword.

The boy rolled his eyes, "Let's go."

Jing Ji was about to leave when he saw a middle-aged man approaching. The man was not young, but he was well-dressed and well-dressed. He looked very majestic and upright.

The man came closer, and seeing Jingji holding the sword in his hand, he frowned: "Chu once swore that he would not deal with any people in the Jianghu, where did you come from?"

Chu Nantian frowned tightly, full of energy, and there was a strong anger in his voice.

Jing Ji looked at him without squinting, bowed and said in a loud voice: "Jing Ji from Xiaxi Mountain is here to celebrate his birthday by the order of the master. This is a congratulatory gift brought by the order of the master." Jing Ji paused after finishing speaking. After a pause, he whispered again: "If senior Chu doesn't like me here, then you accept this gift, and I will leave right now."

Before Jing Ji finished speaking, Chu Nantian's feet trembled and he became silent.

Chu Nantian was so surprised that he couldn't speak at this moment, his whole body seemed to be submerged in water, his back was covered with sweat, he couldn't make any sound, the great joy and sadness almost swallowed him.

In the first half of his life, he was rich and honored, respected by others, firmly seated as the leader of the martial arts alliance, married the princess of the current dynasty, and then had both children without any worries. However, all of this was destroyed by a man named Shen Ao.The jewel in his palm left a letter after giving birth to Shen Ao's son, his wife was depressed and left after a few years, and he himself, Chu Nantian, who always claimed to be a hero, did unkind and unrighteous things. Criticized.

The rest of his life was a complete joke.

Chu Nantian recognized the boy's identity at a glance.

The boy in front of him was young and handsome, dressed in white with the appearance of a fairy, he was very much like his precious daughter Chu Chu, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, red lips and white teeth, except for his face, there was still a little roundness of a boy, between the eyebrows was the shadow of Chu Chu.He has not seen such innocent and ignorant eyes for many years. Since that incident, his daughter Chu Chu looked at him no longer with admiration and reverence, no longer pure ignorance, but full of hatred and resentment .

Chu Nantian took a deep breath, and he tried his best to hold back the trembling in his voice, "I, Chu Nantian, never entertain people from the Jianghu. You give the sword to me for safekeeping, and I will return it to you when you leave."

Jing Ji blinked, "Okay." He stared at Chu Nantian suspiciously for a long time, this old senior is really weird, he was so stern and scary just now, why did he look like this after a while, could it be something wrong? Is it comfortable?

"Ada, put Mr. Jing's sword away, clean the south courtyard, and let Mr. Jing live." The young man hurried forward to receive the sword.

The little servant strode forward and said: "Young Master Jing, let the little one take the sword."

Jing Ji blushed, it was the first time he was called son, he shook his head: "Senior Chu, you are welcome, I have already stayed at the inn."

Chu Nantian said: "You can stay at ease, which inn is it, I will send someone to fetch your luggage."

Chu Nantian said a few words of consolation, but under his warm hospitality, Jing Ji became disrespectful.

Jing Ji thought to himself, this Chu Nantian vowed not to associate with people in the Jianghu, but he became so enthusiastic when he heard the name of the master, it seems that the master and Chu Nantian are indeed close friends.