Crown Sword

Wei Zhan covered his face with his eyebrows, scurrying around like a headless fly, turned around and saw the person on the couch lazily grabbing a dusty old clothes and throwing it on his back, he immediately drew his sword and chopped it to pieces, he also cared No etiquette, just went to rummaging through boxes and cabinets.

Gongyangyue tossed and turned just a few pieces of clothes, which could be seen to the end at a glance in the bamboo cabinet.

He stirred like a dog planer, and finally pulled out a blue cloth bundle from under the big wooden box piled up in the corner, and a red dress fell out of it, which felt like a newly cut one: "I didn't see you wearing it, Let it be."

"It? Wear it to get married?" Gong Yangyue sneered, sarcastically, throwing the burden into the unclosed box again, "No, I won't go if I say I won't go."

Wei Zhanmei pulled and tugged: "Don't, it's more important than getting married! Even if it's not for the sword ceremony, you should at least give Xiahou some face..."

Gong Yangyue looked sideways, and his eyes swept over.

Seeing the drama, Wei Zhanmei twirled his mustache, and hurriedly continued: "I mean, didn't he say before that as long as you agree to go to Mianzhu together, he will give you a big gift at the sword ceremony? Don't you want to Do you know what it is? Forget it, even if you are not interested, what belongs to you, you have to ask for it, right?"

Gong Yangyue didn't answer, just brushed his hand away, turned around stiffly, and let his scattered eyes fall on the red clothes.The new clothes were given to Li Zhouyang by Lou Xijia who heard that he was going to be a teacher. He sewed them years ago and entrusted Li Zhouyang to hand them over. In fact, I was very happy in my heart, and I still wanted to wear it, so as to show off in the sword test after the sword ceremony, so that I could feel proud.

But these, after Xiahou's death, became no longer important.

"To tell you the truth, I followed senior brother secretly for a while. As long as you agree to go with me, I will tell you in advance what he left for you? As for beating people!" Wei Zhanmei bluffed, knocked and pushed out.

The door was closed tightly, almost pinching his nose.

"Really not going?"

"Change clothes."

"If you really don't want to go, it will be up to my young master Wei to make a move. I will risk my life to run for you, get the things... wait, what did you say?" Before Wei Zhanmei finished chatting, the bamboo door was suddenly pulled Open, Gong Yangyue is standing in front of the door, with a sword on his waist, and is using a red string to tie his sleeves.

The robe embroidered with bird feathers was blown away by the blowing wind, the corners of his eyes were slightly raised, his lips and teeth were half-smile, and there was an indescribably coquettish.

"Gongyangyue, you will be the most gorgeous person today." Wei Zhanmei smiled and praised sternly.

Gong Yangyue turned his sword, slapped him on the back of the head with the hilt, looked him over with disgust from head to toe, and sarcastically said, "Fang? You say you? At best, it's just a chicken feather!"

Wei Zhan frowned and retorted, "You talk like that..."

In the past three months since Xia Houzhen's accident, Liang Pingping of the pen holder is as if there is no such person as Gong Yangyue, and he can say a word without opening a word when talking to him. Over time, Wei Zhanmei even forgot about him And this habit, I haven't realized it for a while, but now I suddenly feel happy, "You talk like that, it's great!"

It can be seen from this that the seventh elder is really worrying too much. Isn't this still the venomous and non-stop Ramyue back then?Don't worry!Wei Zhanmei thought so, but the authorities were always fans, and only Gongyangyue knew that some things could not be settled or let go so easily.

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At Chenzheng, the white jade platform outside the Tiangangjing building was full of people.

Jian Valley is different from Yunmeng Emperor Shige Pavilion, it does not have a prominent background passed down from ancient times, and there are countless celebrities who have come and gone. Even the Seven Elders cannot be traced casually. At the very beginning, it was just a group of like-minded sword idiots who lived in seclusion here, and their popularity gradually became active. There were more people who went to the mountains to look for famous swords in the past, and only then did they establish a sect and become famous.

Practicing in the mountains is difficult, and most of the disciples live in Jianmen and Liangjian Mountains. The 72 peaks have masters. This kind of blessed place is usually reserved for the famous people in the valley, while ordinary disciples live in the bamboo houses in the valley. Up and down Quanjian Valley, the only magnificent building that can flaunt its identity is this scripture building.

This building has a special location and is known as "the pupil of Mingtai". To talk about it, we must start with the well-known Yunshentai.

Jianmen Yunshen Terrace is surrounded by mountains on three sides and a sea of ​​clouds on one side. It looks like an eagle's nest on a cliff from a distance.In the middle of the jade platform stands a big sword stele, which is the oath of the Nine Sects, and the inscription "I can't wait to sacrifice the sword with my body". The wall is fixed, and the white jade is the eye in the distance, and the building is like the pupil.

In front of the Jinglou, there is a square, which has just entered the clouds and mist, and on both sides, there is a blue cloud stone step on each side. Someone once counted them in their free time, with nine hundred and ninety-nine steps on the left and right.

Today's ceremony is presided over by Xia Houjin, who is wearing a white robe, standing on the scripture building, and is delivering a speech with internal strength.Then, the sword stand fell, and wooden swords, broad-backed epees, gold and silver swords, jade swords, and even grass-knotted swords were displayed on the top one by one. They were strange and eye-catching, but these swords were not for fun, but had their own allusions. , Each has a purpose, the teacher asks the sword, and then chooses the sword to teach it.

Sword Valley is not crowded, even if the Sword Ceremony is held every seven years, the ceremony doesn't take long, before noon, everyone is more concerned about the discussion afterwards.Half an hour later, Xia Houjin, like a master of ceremonies, announced the completion of the ceremony according to the procedure. At this time, there were several discordant shouts in the crowd——

"Elder Xiahou, there is still a sword!"

"Whose sword is this?"

The disciples' sabers were actually prepared before the sword ceremony, and most of them were personally forged by the masters of each family, and then handed over to the organizers. They were registered in the book years ago, and now there is an extra one, it must be a certain link omissions.When Xia Houjin heard this, he was also afraid of misleading others, so he summoned an old disciple to ask if anyone was delayed.

The old disciple only scolded his mother in his heart.

There has never been anything wrong with the Sword Conferring Code, after all, there is no real benefit to be gained if something happens, so last night, after checking the brochure three times, he found that it was safe, so he secretly had a few drinks. If he didn't dare to speak in front of everyone, even if it wasn't his fault, he would have to take the blame in the end, so it was no problem for him to bite to death.

As far as the two of them were talking, the people below had already started whispering to each other——

"I remembered that there was another one!"

"You're not talking about Gongyangyue, are you? Didn't he be deprived of the qualification to grant the sword ceremony a long time ago? Why do you think he has the face to come here, and he is not afraid of jokes!"

"So it didn't come!"

"I learned how to forge swords from my senior brother. I don't know who made it. The sword looks very good. If it was really prepared for him, it is really cheap. It's just a greedy guy!"

"Who said it was his!"

A female voice flew over, overshadowing the gossip of several people. Jiangu disciple looked up, only to see a slender shadow jumping out from behind the people watching the ceremony, rising and falling, standing in front of the big sword monument.

It was Fang Jing who came.

"Fourth Elder, since it is a sword without an owner, according to my disciples, it is better to give it to the most outstanding disciple in the sword competition." She pointed her sword forward, and then looked around with her fists clasped. "I think everyone from the same sect should have no objections."

Xia Hou really knows what he can do, no one knows better than her, so he can distinguish the orchid carved on the steel pattern of the scabbard from the crowd at a glance-every sword he casts is different in shape and size. But it will never fall into his heart.Fang Jing was greedy and resentful, she was lucky enough to snatch it, even if she missed it and fell into the hands of other disciples who convinced her, it would be better than being taken by Gong Yangyue.

Others had no objection, and the proposal itself was good, so Xia Houjin, who didn't know it, nodded and agreed.

Fang Jing had already stepped onto the stage, so she couldn't go down again, raising her sword to fight.As Gu Xue's personal successor, she is not a showy person. After a hearty battle with eight people, she regretted losing.

Free competition, anyone who is interested can appear on the stage. In the past, there were not so many people who wanted to show their skills. Some disciples who worshiped under the direct line of the Nine Sects were mostly stable and introverted. It's just that there are more prizes today. Those sword idiots love swords. Even if they are not ancient swords, winning and collecting them is much more attractive than verbal praise.

The sixth elder's personal transmission was the first, and the third and fourth elders could not be left behind. In the end, the new seedlings received by the first elder's apprentice followed suit.

The winner is called Chu Wenzheng. As expected, the disciple of the Great Elder’s lineage has an upright temper, reticent, solitary, and spends 360 days a year, [-] days in retreat. return.As for Fang Jing, she was convinced by her strength.

But almost, the whole farce can be flattened, who knows that something went wrong——

Just when Xiahou Jin was giving the sword, Gong Yangyue and Wei Zhanmei rushed over, the latter couldn't hold back, saw it from afar, and immediately shouted: "Fourth Elder, why did you give him the sword? "

Xia Houjin didn't speak, but Chu Wenzheng spoke up with his solid eyes: "I won it with my strength, why not?"

Gong Yangyue was more realistic, sneered and drew his sword, crossed the arena, and slashed at the person in front of the sword tablet: "Just because you are not his master!"

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"That's it, Gongyangyue beat that kid!" Wei Zhanmei said excitedly, his blood surged up, he immediately slapped the table and jumped up into the hall, his two fingers made a sword, and he also danced the Huo Huo sword Feng, "But the kid surnamed Chu is worthy of being under the old school. He is quite like everyone. He won't lose to others when he loses with a sword."

Chao Chen didn't care about looking at the sword, and only focused on the result: "That's when he took back the 'Merry Boneless' left by Xia Houzhen?"

Wei Zhan shook his head with his hands behind his eyebrows, looked up at the blue-to-gray sky outside the house, and said in a deep voice, "Of course it's not that simple. Just think about it, how can someone who can make Fang Jing bow her head honestly be a showman! Chu Wenzheng's kung fu is absolutely perfect!" First class, I heard the old man in Gu Zhong say that he should have been a teacher long ago, but there was a change in his family a few years ago. The sword canon has just been extended, and Gong Yangyue learned swords late, so when it comes to swordsmanship and moves, he is not his opponent at all."

"Isn't this unfair?" Chao Chen's heart choked, and when he lifted his sleeves and stroked his face, he realized that his forehead was covered with cold sweat.Seeing that the surnamed Wei was tantalizing, he hurriedly asked cautiously, "Then Gongyangyue..."

Wei Zhanmei snickered, walked around the person, looked and looked: "Wow, are you so nervous about him?" As he spoke, he waved his hands grinningly, "Don't worry, he's fine, didn't I just say he will The man was beaten! However, he didn't use Jiangu's swordsmanship, it seems to be other kung fu."

"What kind of work?"

"It's not important. If you're curious, you can ask him." Wei Zhanmei cleverly avoided it. In fact, at that time, he was blind and couldn't see anything. He was Chu Wenzheng's master and Yu Lingzi's great disciple. Jump out and point it out, and only then will others know.

It makes sense that other people don't have that kind of vision, but the seventh elder didn't, that's pure nonsense, it's just that the old guys turned a blind eye and closed their eyes, trying to calm things down and ask questions later.But right now someone is criticizing him face to face, and if he covers up any more, he will lose his credibility. Xiahou Jin is soft-hearted and doesn't want to win people's ambitions, so he frowns, while Pei Sai, who has always been strict, can't sit still and immediately stands up.

He wanted to take back the promised sword and return it to Chu Wenzheng on the grounds that "the winner of heretical merits does not count".

Gong Yangyue held the sword and refused, Pei Sai pushed Xia Houjin away, and struck him personally, the two held on to each other, their internal strength secretly rising, seeing the reversal of the situation, the sword was about to strike immediately.

"I don't want it, he won it, give it to him!"

Chu Wenzheng suddenly opened his mouth to abandon his sword. To him, it was not because of anyone's face, but simply because he was concerned about winning or losing. Yue Hui's roots are not shallow, if time is bound to make a difference, even making friends with a sword can be regarded as sympathy.

But the matter has become serious, dozens of hundreds of pairs of eyes are watching, it's not that he doesn't count, he doesn't count, Pei Sai let go now, it seems that he is obsessed with disrespect, as the elder in charge of punishment, even if he doesn't care about it today In morality, one must establish prestige to convince others, otherwise there will be no prestige to discipline in the future.

"Privately learning Kung Fu from outsiders is an act of deceiving the master and destroying the ancestors for all schools and sects. If there is a precedent today, my Sword Valley will definitely become a laughing stock in the world in the coming year!" Pei Sai's face was sullen, and he shouted like thunder, " Say, who taught you?"

Gongyangyue's heart was cold, her blood was rushing back, she just felt that the grievances she had suffered all these years were all stuck in her chest today.Although he secretly learned the skills of other families, he never thought of using it against the people of Jiangu, let alone doing things against morality as a disciple of Jiangu. Now he has no choice but to take action. To get back what was his.

But why?

Why didn't he give him the only thought!

He never treated the world harshly, but the world treated him harshly!

"I won't even die," Gong Yangyue pursed her chapped lips, pulled the corners of her mouth, showed a provocative smile, and said to Pei Sai word by word, "I must take this sword away today! "

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