Biganchun

The moon is tilted upstairs, just before midnight.

Outside Fengyi Hall, wax shines on gold and green, and musk smokes hibiscus.The moonlight is melting, and it is still the pear blossom courtyard, but it no longer has the leisurely leisurely leisurely leisurely travel in the past.

Zhan Zhao rushed forward, tightly grasped Qing Cheng's right arm, and asked in a deep voice, "What are you doing?"

Qingcheng only felt his right arm being held by Zhan Zhao, as if being held tightly by iron tongs.She frowned, neither looking at him nor answering.Zhan Zhao was still waiting to question, but Yan Xilai said slowly after hearing, "Zhaoer, this matter has nothing to do with you, just step aside."

Zhan Zhao has always been extremely respectful to Yan Xilai, and after hearing his orders, he had no choice but to let go of Qingcheng and take a few steps back.

Yan Xilai's eyes lingered on the Chunjun sword in Qingcheng's hands for a long time, feeling melancholy as if the moonlight was about to disappear: "I never thought that I would be able to see this Chunjun sword again in my lifetime..."

With all the sadness on his face, he slowly asked Qingcheng: "She... where is she now?"

Qingcheng stared at Yan Xilai closely: "Do you want to see her?"

Yan Xilai lowered his eyes and said in a low voice: "If I can't see her again, Yan Xilai will regret this life."

Qingcheng smiled coldly: "Okay, I will tell you if you have defeated the Chunjun sword in my hand!"

Before Yan Xilai could answer, he saw that the Chunjun sword had stabbed towards him like a green snake.Although he was not disturbed, the whisk in his right hand came out quickly, which seemed to be an understatement, but it just blocked Chun Jun's sword.There are countless threads on the whisk, entangled with Chun Jun's sword.Qingcheng only felt a ray of deep internal force from Fuchen to the sword body, soft and mellow, and then he didn't know how much energy was left.She was secretly surprised in her heart, and the sword move couldn't help but slow down.

Zhan Zhao knew all about Qingcheng's ability, seeing that she was merciless in throwing the sword at the master at this moment, in desperation, he untied the Zhanlu sword from his waist, and shouted to Yan Xilai: "Master, please take Zhanlu!"

Yan Xilai shook his head at Zhan Zhao, and said flatly, "Zhanlu has been with me for ten years, and I have never tried it out. Why should I make an exception tonight?"

He let go of Chunjun's sword, and said loudly: "Tonight and Hexi, see Gongsun Juxue again... Let's make a move!"

Qing Cheng frowned, and drew out his sword, and the two immediately fought together.When fighting, the green robe with green sleeves is like a horse passing through the gap, making it hard to catch.The light of the sword is like phosphorus, and the silk is like snow. The light is fleeting, and it shakes vertically and horizontally, causing everyone in the courtyard to flutter their clothes and shake their hearts and minds.Bai Yutang hastily stepped forward to support Yan Rusi's body, fearing that she would be hurt by the sword energy.

In the courtyard, the green flowers flickered, and the fragrant flowers withered one after another. Qingcheng still failed to seize the opportunity.A thought flashed in her mind, the path of the sword suddenly changed, like a sparrow's screen suddenly opening, revealing all its splendor.Both Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang had a glimpse of the whole picture of Qingcheng's swordsmanship for the first time this time, both of them are top masters, and when they first saw it, they were secretly amazed.Looking closely, I saw that her steps were extremely elegant, but she did not show any weakness.

Although what Yan Xilai held in his hand was just an ordinary Taoist whisk, but with the essence of Qingcheng swordsmanship and pure and even power, he was able to deal with it with ease.His body movements are swaying, the strokes of the whisk are impressively the Xuantian swordsmanship of Kunlun's direct ancestor, and the soft whip technique is mixed with the silk sash.Qingcheng's tricks are extremely unpredictable, but he advances and retreats offensively and defensively, with every trace, and he is like a fairy.Bai Yutang praised in his heart: "Grandmaster Yan Xilai's cultivation level is even higher than that of the Nine-Life Cat. In terms of pure skill, Qingcheng is definitely not his opponent... But this girl Qingcheng's swordsmanship is so exquisite, which has never been seen in the world. It can be seen that Yan Xilai seems to be very familiar with this way of swordsmanship when he strikes like this, it's really strange."

When the two fought at the right time, Qingcheng's sword style changed repeatedly, but they still couldn't gain the upper hand.Coincidentally, the two people's figures were different, Qingcheng drew back his sword and stabbed Yan Xilai under the ribs, Yan Xilai swung the sword away with a light whisk.The Qingcheng sword rested on the wooden handle of the whisk, the body of the sword was bent like a crescent moon, the body took advantage of the momentum, turned slightly in the air, and fell to the side, the breath fluctuated, as if lost.

Yan Xilai paused, looked at Qingcheng, nodded and said slowly: "There will be disciples passing on the fragrance later. It is really a blessing that she has someone like you."

But Qingcheng lowered her head and sighed sadly: "It's a pity that the countless painstaking efforts she poured into me, now it seems that it has all been in vain..."

Yan Xilai said slowly: "Gongsun's legacy sword, I have only seen eight out of nine. Ziyunhui, Lingboxian, Danqing Jue, Hu Xuanci, Feitianhui, Konghouyin, Tuojinzhi, Split Nishang... I don't know if I can learn from the last sword ?”

Qingcheng suddenly raised her head and stared closely at Yan Xilai: "If you want to try the last sword, I will make it happen for you."

Yan Xilai raised his eyebrows, and there were many surprises in his eyes: "Really?"

Qingcheng didn't answer, lowered his eyebrows and thought for a moment in silence, his eyes turned around, as if he had glanced at Zhan Zhao's station, his body had already taken a step towards the place where Yan Xilai was standing, and he flew up like an autumn duckweed. Yan Xilai stabbed straight in the chest and left.

The beauty of this sword's grace and the urgency of castration are indescribable.It seems to be aware of the past, but it seems that the world of mortals is hard to abandon, it seems that there is no way out, but it seems to be saved from desperation.The gathering and parting of karma, anger and infatuation, are actually vividly revealed at this moment when the edge flashes.

Zhan Zhao couldn't help but exclaimed - the next morning during the Battle of the Sky Tower, in the cold rain outside Xiangyang City, he was pierced through the chest by Chun Jun's sword.It was this trick that Qingcheng used at the time!

The sword was approaching, frightening the soul and killing him, but Yan Xilai did not dodge.He held his breath and focused his eyes, seeing that the sword was coming at an extremely fast speed, it seemed that it would never return, but there were seven changes in it.He admired in his heart, and before he could think about it, Chun Jun's sword had already reached his chest.In a critical moment, he suddenly slid back three feet, and the whisk rushed forward, unbiased, and met Chun Jun's sword.

With a chirping sound, the Chunjun sword pierced straight through the wooden handle and stabbed through the whisk.Qingcheng only felt that the more the sword advanced, the more resistance it encountered. Seeing that the sword was about to stab Yan Xilai's palm, it could no longer advance half a point.At this moment, if Yan Xilai seized the sword with his palm, Chunjun would definitely be lost.In desperation, she had no choice but to withdraw her sword and retreat, only to feel that the breath in her chest was disturbed, and she was very sad.

She swayed and barely stood on the ground, but she only felt one arm supporting her behind her, and the other hand was held between her right wrist, and a ray of peaceful internal force was slowly transmitted to help her balance her true energy.

Zhan Zhao's voice came from beside his ear, full of worry and heartache, not like the usual low and calm: "Listen to me, don't fight anymore."

Qingcheng's body trembled, her shoulders drooped, as if she was exhausted.

Yan Xilai stood quietly by the side, the whisk in his hand shattered and fell to his feet.He closed his eyes and hung his sleeves in silence.Not far away, the candle flames shone brightly, and drops of blood slowly fell from his fingertips to the ground.

This sword still hurt him.

He was silent for a long time, finally opened his eyes, and let out a long sigh: "The return of the Nine Swords, the glory of the world... She finally did it... Does this sword have a name?"

Qingcheng stretched Zhao's arms lightly, still staring at Yan Xilai's face: "Yes."

Her eyes are hazy, Xiao Suo is sad, like the cold smoke in the evening forest——

"You don't understand."

Yan Xilai's body shook heavily and he was speechless for a long time.

... I hope your heart is like mine... If you don't understand, you just sigh...

Zhan Zhao walked quickly to Yan Xilai's side, and said anxiously, "Master, your hand..."

Yan Xilai shook his head: "It's just a minor injury, don't worry..."

He smiled quietly, and said in a low voice, "Zhaoer, do you want to hear a story?"

Zhan Zhao didn't know how to speak for a while, but Yan Xilai said slowly: "When I was young, I ran into the head of the Kunlun School, Taoist Xuanji, in the hometown of Wengang Village. He saw that I had a bit of strength in practicing swords, so he asked me if I would like to follow along with you. He went back to Kunlun Mountain to practice swords. At that time, his parents had passed away, and my uncle and brother had already gone to Beijing. I had nothing to worry about, and I admired Taoist Xuanji in my heart, so I agreed. At that time, the direct disciples of the Kunlun School were all in Kunlun Mountain I am a practitioner of Hunyuan Temple, but because I don’t have the permission of my uncle and brother, I can’t become a monk without authorization, so I have been listed as a layman under the Kunlun sect.”

"Daoist Xuanji has a good eye for me, and he taught me all the inner skills and swordsmanship of the Kunlun School. I study hard day and night in Hunyuan Temple, and don't care about foreign affairs. My senior uncles and brothers have always criticized this. But he ignored it. In September when I was 20 years old, I received a letter from my uncle and elder brother, ordering me to go to Beijing for a reunion in preparation for the coming spring. I didn’t dare to disobey, so I reported to Taoist Xuanji that night."

"After hearing the reason, he sighed and said: "Xi Lai, the relationship between master and apprentice for more than ten years is not as good as a piece of paper from home? You love martial arts and become obsessed, and now your accomplishments in light kung fu and swordsmanship are far superior I am of the same family, but my internal strength still needs to be tempered. I am old and change day by day. The heir of the Kunlun school is none other than you. You abandon martial arts and follow literature, even if you enjoy fame and fame, but you have failed to live up to your talent. Not a pity?"

"I never thought that he would have such intentions. I thought that there are many people in the same school who are dissatisfied with me. This will inevitably lead to civil strife in Kunlun. I don't like to have any disputes with others. At this moment, although I don't like the relationship between master and apprentice He was extremely reluctant, but he avoided the position of successor of Kunlun, so he said: "Elder brother is like a father, master, please forgive me for not following orders." Seeing that he couldn't persuade me, he got up and went into the inner room, and returned after a while He came out, held a long sword in his hand, handed it to my hand, and said, "Look at this sword."

"I took the sword in my hand, and saw that the front was as cold as water, and the radiance of the sun was looming. It was a peerless sharp weapon. I couldn't help being surprised and delighted. Xuanji said, "This Zhanlu sword is the five divine swords made by Ou Yezi back then. One of the soldiers, non-Kunlun heirs will not give it. If you stay in Kunlun Mountain, I will pass this sword to you.'”

"I have read the sword manual and know that the Zhanlu sword is a rare weapon, but I have never known that this sword is treasured by the master. I have always loved swords. When I saw it, I was fascinated by it. I couldn't bear to let it go. I wanted to agree to keep it for a while, but Then he thought about all kinds of entanglements, and finally raised his sword and raised his eyebrows, knelt down to Taoist Xuanji and said: "My disciple is ordinary, I am not worthy of this peerless magic weapon, please take it back, master." Taoist Xuanji shook his head and sighed, but there was nothing he could do."

"The next day, I bid farewell to the teacher's gate and walked eastward down the mountain road. The Kunlun Mountains have a very large area. With my foot strength, I walked for two days, but it was still far away from the east foot. I was a little anxious in my heart, so I gave up. On the main road, I chose a remote path and wanted to take a shortcut down the mountain. The path was narrow and difficult to walk. As I was walking, I saw a mountain stream in front of me and an old chain bridge on it. I was about to cross the bridge when I suddenly heard There seems to be the sound of sword chant. Curious in my heart, I walked into the forest."

"It turned out that there was a stone pool in the bamboo forest. It was late autumn, the water surface was cold, and the light smoke was dark, like a fairyland. Under the bamboo beside the pool, there was a girl who was practicing sword alone. She was very young, dressed in lavender clothes, and had a long sword in her hand. The blue light is dazzling, and the movement moves are unpredictable, both real and illusory. I couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. The girl suddenly realized that someone was peeking from the side. She turned her sword and stabbed me at the place where I was hiding. I There is no way to avoid it, so I had to fly up, draw out the long sword behind my back, and block this move head-on."

"That girl was merciless, and she made several moves, all of which were killers. I have never seen her swordsmanship, and I was surprised in my heart, so I had to do my best. She missed several hits, and she let out a cry, and fell far away. Xing Xing asked, "Are you a member of the Kunlun sect? Unexpectedly, the Xuantian swordsmanship is quite impressive in your hands." At that time, the Kunlun swordsmanship was unrivaled in martial arts, and it was famous all over the world. As soon as she said this, it was obvious He didn't put my teacher's door in his eyes."

"I feel that I will never return to Hunyuan View in this life, and I don't want to answer for a while. I raised my hand, and saw a few dents on the blade, all of which were injured by the long sword of the girl in purple. I was shocked Then, looking into her hand, I saw that the shape of the sword was the same as that of Zhanlu. I was so surprised that I blurted out and asked, "Why is Zhanlu sword in your hand?" The girl replied: "This is the Chunjun Sword, which was also forged by Ou Yezi, but in terms of length and weight, it is slightly inferior to the Zhanlu Sword." She glanced at me and said curiously: "Why, have you seen the Zhanlu Sword?" I saw this young girl living alone in the remote forest, and I guessed that she must have an extraordinary background. I didn't want to make trouble at this moment, so I saluted her, turned around and left the bamboo forest. Unexpectedly, the young girl flew up, jumped up to the In front of me, the Chunjun sword flashed light, and with two swipes, it actually cut off the two iron cables on the bridge. Qiao, with his face unchanged, said to me: "If you want to leave here, tell me the whereabouts of Zhanlujian." I said angrily: "I have important things to do now, so I don't have the time to entangle you!" But she smiled and said :'Okay, if you can defeat me with a sword, I will let you go.'"

When everyone outside Fengyi Hall heard this, they were all amazed.Everyone held their breath and listened to Yan Xilai speak slowly.

"I was not angry in my heart. I thought why did you block my way for no reason, so I immediately shot, tumbling, and fought with her. This girl's swordsmanship is exquisite. I have always loved swords. Now that I have just seen the mystery, I will It was like entering a treasure mountain, full of surprises, and completely forgot the initial unpleasantness. After more than two hundred moves in the fight, she slashed diagonally with her sword. Cut off. Although this sword is not expensive, it has been with me for many years, I fell down in shock, staring blankly at the half-cut blade on the ground, speechless for a while."

"Seeing this, the young girl showed an apologetic look on her face, and said, "It's my fault, so I'll go get a sword to compensate you." There are two thatched huts behind the stone pool, and she walked into one of the huts outside. After a while, he came out again, raised his arm, and threw a long sword to me. I caught the sword, drew the blade out of its sheath, and saw that it was an extremely sharp Longquan sword, although it was far from the pure Jun sword. Not as good, but it is also a very rare sharp weapon. I said: "My sword is just an ordinary long sword. Your sword is much more precious. Didn't I take advantage of it?" The girl smiled and said: "If so, you So he practiced sword with me for seven days, and we happened to be even with each other, and we owed each other nothing." It is extremely inappropriate for a man and a woman to be alone on a barren mountain trail, but the girl's attitude is calm and she doesn't think it is different at all. Wonderful, and it fascinates me too much, if I leave here, I really feel unwilling. Therefore, although I was quite hesitant, I finally nodded."

"I stayed in another thatched hut that night. From the second day on, I used Xuantian swordsmanship to confront her at the edge of the stone pool. What I saw every day, I felt that there were so many strange moves that people couldn't handle them. I Shi did all he had learned in his life, tried his best, and felt that his understanding of Xuantian swordsmanship had improved a lot in the past few days. Every time the girl confronted me with a sword, she would tell me the name of that style, but not a single word other."

"Before I knew it, it was the seventh day. Early that morning, when it was still dawn, I heard the sound of a zither coming from outside the hut, and I walked out of the hut. I saw the girl sitting by the stone pool with a A short piano. She lowered her eyebrows and played the piano. The melody was clear and bitter, as if she was telling her heart. After playing a piece, she whispered: "Ou Ye is about to become a tool, and Feng Hu is lucky to meet him. Thinking about jade, throwing water into a dragon." You are willing to hide a deep box, and you will use it to make a bell. Lotus and peanuts give birth to treasures, and the autumn day stimulates the frost. The quality is only three feet long, and the blowing is over a hundred heavy. The grinding is tireless, and the wish will be long.'”

"This song Guan Quenlongquanjian was written by Pei Yizhi in the Tang Dynasty. I have always loved it very much. Hearing her recite it now, I was quite touched. Seeing her turn around, he asked, "What song did you play just now?" She put down the qin, stood up, and replied: "This piece has no name. During the Tianbao period of Emperor Xuanzong of Tang Dynasty, there was a virtuoso He Huaizhi in the palace. This piece is composed by He Huaizhi for my patriarch mother-in-law. It has been handed down in our sect for 70 years.'"

"Since I met the purple-clothed girl, I've always been curious about her parentage, so I took the opportunity to ask: 'Your patriarch mother-in-law must be a peerless person. Can you teach me her name?' She glanced at me and said:' You might as well guess." I said casually, "I must be surnamed Nie. She is the master of Nie Yinniang, who is a master of swordsmanship." The sword dance moves in all directions...' I was extremely surprised. It turned out that the ancestor of her master was actually Aunt Gongsun, the first dancer in the Tang Palace during the Kaiyuan period. I thought of her graceful and graceful swordsmanship, and at the same time, I sighed a long time With a sound, he said: "Come like a thunder to absorb the wrath, and let it be like the river and sea to condense the clear light. The words of the poet sage are really accurate.'"

"After hearing my words of praise, she didn't look happy. Instead, she was quite disappointed. She continued in a low voice: "After the Anshi Rebellion, my ancestor mother-in-law was living in the world. In her later years, she wrote all the creations of her life into a book of swords. There are nine forms in total, called Gongsun Nine Swords. It is a pity that in the troubled times of the late Tang Dynasty, only the first eight forms have been handed down, and the last form has long since been lost. All of my disciples are single-handed, and their lifelong wish is to repeat the nine swords. It's a pity...it's not easy to say?' Seeing that she was very depressed, I couldn't bear it, so I said, "The voice of the young phoenix is ​​better than that of the old phoenix. You are so young now, and you have already achieved so much. If you compare the first eight If you want to create a ninth style, it will be just around the corner." She shook her head and said: "This pure Jun sword was passed down by my ancestor mother-in-law. The sharpness and swiftness of the sword is just comparable to Gongsun's nine swords. I Before his death, my master once said that if the person facing the sword with me can inspire the true meaning of my sword, or realize the ninth move. However, even if I can find a person with excellent sword skills, there is no one who can take advantage of the sword. Competing with Chunjun. This obsession, I think it will come to nothing...'"

"She was in a daze for a while, and then suddenly said: "It's fate for you to hear me play the piano today, why don't you give this song a name." I heard that she made such an invitation for no reason, which was quite strange, so I had to say: "Please enlighten me on the cause and effect of this song." She said to me: "My ancestor mother-in-law is a descendant of Xianbei and Xiqiang, and is also an old relative to the Uighur clan. She entered Chang'an when she was young, and she was the best dancer in the Tang Palace. Emperor Xuanzong The Chunjun sword was specially given to her as a token of appreciation. There were feasts day and night in the Tang Palace, and the patriarch's mother-in-law and He Huaizhi lived together day and night, and they fell in love with each other. But He Huaizhi already had a wife and son, and my patriarch's mother-in-law was arrogant and unwilling to give in. I don’t think I will perform on the same stage with He Huaizhi from now on. He Huaizhi has been proficient in the pipa all his life, and has never composed qin music. However, he made an exception and composed this piece of music. He sent it to my patriarch mother-in-law to express his love with it, but my patriarch mother-in-law never saw him again. .' Her voice fell back, barely audible after that."

"At this time, the sky is getting brighter, and the cold dew on the edge of the stone pool has turned into clear frost all over the ground. After listening to what she said about the old things in the Tang Dynasty, I thought about the unexpected meaning in the song just now, and secretly sighed in my heart. After thinking for a while, I said: : 'Since that's the case, why not call it Lu Shuang Qu.'"

Yan Rusi heard this from the side, and suddenly recalled that he heard the song played by Qingcheng in the Zen courtyard of Daxiangguo Temple the day before yesterday. It meant cold and lonely, so it must be this song.She lowered her eyebrows and thought to herself: "The reeds are green, and the white dew is frost. The name of Lu Shuang is exactly what the He family wanted for Aunt Gongsun. The name of uncle is really wonderful." She turned her head to look at Qingcheng, and saw Qingcheng's shoulders rising and falling. , lowered his eyes and said nothing, and couldn't help sighing in his heart.

Yan Xilai continued: "I saw her nodding her head, as if acquiescing to the title of the song, but the sadness in her eyes did not diminish at all, and for some reason, a feeling of pity suddenly arose in her heart, and she said to her before she had time to think, "Actually , a sharp weapon comparable to Chunjun, is far away in the sky, and is close in front of you. Xuanji, the head of the Kunlun School, has superb sword skills, and Zhanlu Sword is hidden by him. But these days he is retreating and practicing Taoism. If you go up the mountain in a few days If you go to Hunyuan Temple to ask him for advice, you will definitely gain a lot, or you will be able to comprehend the ultimate way. My elder brother Yan Shu is temporarily serving as the orthodox letter in the Beijing Secretary Department. Let’s go together to see Taoist Xuanji... Alas, that Zhanlu sword is indeed a peerless magic weapon! If you can hold it for a while in your lifetime, how can you ask for it...'"

"After listening to my words, she was in a daze. After a while, the sun rose, and I went back to the room to freshen up. When I went out of the room, I suddenly found that the girl had left at some time, and only left a piece of paper in the hut where she lived. The note was given to me, with a few words, but it said that she was out on business. Although the chain bridge was destroyed, there was another hidden path behind the bamboo forest, and I could take it down the mountain. I felt a little lost in my heart, since I went down the mountain from the path. After walking for two days, I have come out. After arriving at the foot of the mountain, it was the morning of the third day when we arrived at Dongyue Town. This town was originally a place that must be passed by the east foot of Kunlun, and it is also a place where the Kunlun faction has reached. I was looking for a noodle shop and was thinking After eating some snacks, I saw a few Kunlun disciples passing by in a hurry, their faces full of anxiety, as if something serious happened. Before I greeted them, they had already caught a glimpse of me, and they were all pleasantly surprised. They jumped into the shop and told me to return to Kunlun quickly. Only then did I know that two days ago, a very powerful opponent came to worship the mountain and pointed out that he wanted to fight the head of the sect. Seeing that the head of the sect was gone, he invited my three uncles and uncles to fight three times. Two days After the fight, both of my senior uncles were defeated by his sword, today is the agreed date for the last match, but I think my senior uncles lost more than they won."

"I was so anxious that I didn't ask any more questions. I found the strongest horse in the town and galloped back to Kunlun Mountain. When I arrived at the gate of Hunyuan Temple, it was already evening. The horse let out a mournful cry and foamed at the mouth. I fell to the ground and couldn’t get up. I had no time to pay attention, so I jumped into the Hunyuan Temple, and saw my third uncle was fighting with a person. My third uncle was struggling, and the defeat was already doomed, while the man in purple clothes was erratic, and his long sword was like lightning. I can still turn the other way, but it is actually the girl who lives in seclusion in the bamboo forest and is practicing swords. I stood in a distance for a while, and saw her swinging her sword obliquely, knocking the long sword in my third uncle's hand into the air, falling down, showing off her face and smiling: "The three masters of the Kunlun School, I have met them all. Where is the Zhanlu Sword? Why don't you bring it to me?" My master uncle snorted and said angrily, "What Zhanlu Sword? You little demon girl, use the demon sword to give it to me." There is no way to win, it is extremely despicable. Go down the mountain quickly, and we will not care about you." The girl frowned: "Why, you are called famous and decent, don't you actually keep your word? We agreed at the beginning that if I lose all three battles If you win, you will give me the Zhanlu sword, and if I lose for a while, the pure Jun sword in my hand will stay in this Hunyuan Temple. I would like to bet and admit defeat, what do you have to say?'"

"Suddenly she caught sight of me, with both surprise and joy on her face, sheathed the Chun Jun sword, jumped towards where I was standing, and asked: 'Didn't you say you want to go back to the capital? How did you get here? Yuan Guan is here?" Seeing that she looks familiar to me, my uncle became suspicious, and shouted: "Yan Xilai, it turns out that you are the one who deceived the master and exterminated the ancestors by colluding with the enemy inside and outside! I came together with you to seize this Zhanlu sword!' This sentence was deafening, and I was like enlightened, and I wholeheartedly recognized that the girl deliberately confronted me with the sword, but it was just to get the whereabouts of the Kunlun sword road and Zhanlu sword. Feeling angry and ashamed for a moment, I pulled out my long sword and stabbed at her with all my strength. She was very close to me, and never thought that I would strike at her. "

"I succeeded with the sword, which was also unexpected. With a soft cry, I took two steps back. The sword penetrated deep into the bone, and a deep scar was cut on her forehead. The blood flowed down, flowed over the jaw, and sprinkled She was dressed in purple. She looked at me blankly, seemingly in disbelief, and asked in a low voice: "You are...why..." I gritted my teeth and said, "I am a disciple of Kunlun. Since you are my enemy of Kunlun, I It is only right and proper to strike at you! You have taken the Kunlun sword from me, and plotted against my master's Zhanlu sword, you should be punished!'”

"She stood there stupidly, speechless for a long time, suddenly wiped the blood on her forehead with her hand, and said sadly: "Do you think that I took this Zhanlu sword really for myself?" My heart moved, and I asked in a trembling voice. Said: "Could it be, are you trying to make me..." She closed her eyes, shook her head and let out a long laugh, full of desolation and resentment. In an instant, I didn't know what it was like in my heart, and I suddenly understood that in just seven days, I There seems to be a secret love between her and her. She stopped laughing, suddenly floated up, passed over my head, and went straight out of the Hunyuan Temple, but my feet were like a thousand weights. Tired, one step is hard to walk. The twilight is dark, and the figure is fading away with the wind, like the rosy clouds in the sky, and I can’t chase after it.”

"I stayed in Hunyuan Temple, muddleheaded, and didn't know day and night. After more than ten days, my master left the customs, and he sighed deeply when he learned about this. I beg my master to take me to the Tao, and since then I have traveled all over the world, repairing provinces and redeeming myself. The master agreed to me. At the time of parting, he gave me the Zhanlu Sword as a gift, saying that if he hadn't left his private thoughts unfinished and intended to keep me in the mountain with this sword, there would be no such regrets. Thinking about this, Every time I am deeply ashamed, I can no longer hold this sword. I refuse to accept it, but I can't persuade him, so I have to go down the mountain with the sword."

Yan Xilai slowed down his voice, looked at Zhan Zhao, and said in a low voice: "Since then, I have been with a whisk, and mountains and rivers are my home. This Zhanlu sword has never been unsheathed... until I met you, Zhao'er, and became a teacher. I will transfer this sword to you as a gift..."

He suddenly turned his head and faced Qingcheng: "The return of the Nine Swords, the ceremonies that hang down the world, this ninth move is stunning and stunning, and it lives up to the name of Gongsun. Yan Xilai is willing to bow down..."

He looked up and saw the stars all over the sky, flickering and flickering. He took a deep breath and said, "If you... If you see her again one day, please send me a message... At that time, I didn't realize my fault. Go to the river and sea to float together..."

Qingcheng's heart moved, she raised her head and asked, "You...don't you want to know where she is now?"

Yan Xilai smiled wistfully, turned around and bowed to Yan Shu, then nodded slightly to Zhan Zhao, his body popped out like light smoke, and he walked away across the palace wall in an instant.

Zhan Zhao was taken aback, but he was too late to catch up.He sighed deeply, only felt that the long night was like a dream, and life was in turmoil. He looked back at Qingcheng, feeling the time and caressing things, feeling infinitely sad.

Qingcheng raised her eyes and met the deep meaning in his pupils, the two feelings merged into one.

Crimson lips and red sleeves, the two are lonely.In the past and present, what can people do.

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