[Comprehensive] Tragic Character Recycle Bin

The evening wind blew intermittently the conversations between men and women.

The male voice said tenderly, "Xiaofu, don't you know what I mean?"

The female voice seemed to be crying, and she said angrily, "Your intention, your intention is to make me abandon my teacher and my master? And that Wudang disciple just now, I was broken by you, I am sorry for Yin Liuxia. Fan has implicated his disciples again. Tell me how to face Wudang and how to face Master?"

The male voice was indifferent, full of disdain, "A mere little disciple, he died as soon as he died. He saw what happened to the two of us and kept his mouth shut. Could it be possible to ask him to report back to Wudang?"

"But... I am a disciple of Emei after all..." He hesitated.

Hearing this, Zhang Yi felt cold.Naturally, she could tell that those two were the very controversial couple in the early days of Yitian, Yang Xiao and Ji Xiaofu.Some people appreciate their love, one does not regret it for love, and the other never marries for life.Some people objected, thinking that Ji Xiaofu's betrayal of the teacher's family led to the tragedy of Yin Liting's life.

But at this moment, Zhang Yi only has one comment on them, "What a pair of lowly dogs and men".

It is probably because he came into contact with Wudang and Yin Liting too early, and even Song Lang, who had just died, accompanied him for a month.Zhang Yi won't understand that Yang Xiao secretly assassinated in order to protect Ji Xiaofu's reputation, nor can she understand this so-called love between good and evil.She only saw the viciousness of Ji Xiaofu's Yang Xiao, and saw Ji Xiaofu's shameless deceit.

The movement on the other side became louder, there were swords and swords, and the cold light shone.Although Zhang Yi was resentful, she also knew that she was definitely no match for those two, so she hid in the bushes and did not dare to move.

As soon as the fighting sound stopped, Ji Xiaofu's angry voice came, "Yang Xiao, give me back the Yitian sword!"

"Want?" The man's voice was evil and calm, "Stay with me, and I'll pay you back tomorrow."

"You're dirty!"

Accompanied by Ji Xiaofu's furious curses, the long sword whizzed forward with an Emei disciple's tunic in it, straight into the soil.Under the starry night, the intricate patterns on the sword appear mysterious.

At this moment, Yitian Sword is only a few feet away from her, within reach.

The words from the other side came from the wind, "Xiaofu, you are so beautiful..."

The man's heavy breathing seemed to be in his ears, accompanied by the woman's coquettish moans, calling "Xiaofu" repeatedly in comfort.

opportunity!

His trembling hands held the sword firmly, and his thinking and movements were unprecedentedly clear.Going is death, not going is death, why not take a gamble?

The nightingale is singing, the wind is rustling, and the sound of joy between men and women is rippling, gradually getting better.With her petite figure lowered, she shuttled through the forest, and the singing of trees became her best cover.The road gradually drifted away, but no one found it.

The loss of the Yitian sword caused great chaos in the world. Everyone said that Yang Xiao took away the Yitian sword. No matter whether he was a decent family or an evil heretic, he would not miss the news of Yang Xiao, but he didn't know that Yang Xiao himself was also very depressed.

Three months later, in a small town in the Western Regions, a young man with long crutches walked out of the yellow sand, carrying a ragged bundle, ragged clothes, and his face was covered with dust.He quietly walked into the blacksmith's shop of an old man from the Western Regions, without attracting anyone's attention.

Half a month later, the boy walked out of the iron shop, still in tattered attire, he couldn't see clearly, and walked into the desert again, leaning on a stick wrapped in shabby cloth.

That boy was none other than Zhang Yi.No one could have imagined that this boy was originally a young girl.It was even more unexpected that she was leaning on the Yitian Sword that was rumored to be taken away by Yang Xiao, and under her tattered clothes were peerless martial arts that people all over the world dreamed of.

Suppressing the agitation in his chest, he walked all the way.Only at dusk did I find another town not far away with a lot of Han people.Gritting his teeth, he spent his last savings and bought horses and dry food.He didn't even change his clothes, he carried the Yitian Sword behind his back, and ran all night long.It wasn't until the fourth day that I found a previously discovered hidden cave, and fell into a deep sleep when I touched the flat ground.

She was too tired, since she stole the Yitian sword that day, and rode a bad horse until the horse fell to the ground, and she woke up from the chaos.She couldn't tell the direction clearly in the mountains and forests, so she didn't dare to go back, and she didn't dare to go in the direction of Emei.

After walking for more than ten days in a row, I dared to appear in a village with few people, only to realize that I had deviated from the direction long ago.I have considered going back to Wudang, and I also want to go to Emei.Going to Emei with the news of Yitianjian and Yang Xiaoji Xiaofu's sex, may be valued by Miejue Shitai, but is more likely to be beheaded by Yitianjian, just to ensure that she will not leak the news and tarnish Emei's reputation.If you go to Wudang?Take Song Lang's life and be sent back to Xiangyang to be married?So what's the use of her adventure?

If God doesn't take it, you will be blamed instead.Since God just happened to send the Yitian Sword to her, and she happened to know the secret of the Yitian Sword, instead of giving away what she got, she might as well find a way to practice the above martial arts and find a way to avenge Song Lang.

Since ancient times, there have been many disputes in the Central Plains. Although the Western Regions are remote, they are sparsely populated and rich in ores.Maybe there will be a way to fuse the Yitian sword.After making up my mind, I headed north all the way, and traveled day and night to the Western Regions.

She didn't dare to show it too much, for fear of being discovered by Mingjiao spies.He often walks in the mountains and forests, and constantly needs to change his image and sell horses.Sometimes he rides a horse and gallops, and sometimes he pretends to be a down-and-out boy and walks slowly.

He was also afraid that people in the Central Plains would recognize the name on the Yitian sword, so he kept wrapping the sword in rags into a walking stick.It wasn't until two months ago that I saw an iron shop with foreigners, so I went in with a sword to inquire.Those foreigners can speak a few words of Chinese for business, but they can't read Chinese characters.

I only boast that it is a good sword, but I regret that it is made of meteorites from outside the sky. The workmanship is excellent, and non-skilled craftsmen dare not take it over.

Zhang Yi refused to give up, and searched for skilled craftsmen all the way, and after another month, she finally found two masters who lived in seclusion in the desert border town.

That master is old and doesn't care about money. He is just interested in this strange meteorite.Patting his chest to ensure that it would be restored, Zhang Yi allowed him to take part of the material from the sword body.On the fifth day, he fused the Yitian sword and took out the cheat book wrapped in an unknown material.It took Zhang Yi another two days to burn a copy of the Nine Yin Manual, and put the cheats back into the sword to re-integrate.After another seven days, looking at the Yitian Sword in her hand that was the same as before, Zhang Yi felt relieved.

In the past few months, she has never dared to relax and tense her nerves for a moment, even in her sleep, she never let go of her vigilance. The sound of the wind, the sound of cicadas, any movement can wake her up.Over the past few months, the whole person has lost a few circles, and his fair skin has also become dull and yellow under the wind and sun.Although I have encountered several disputes, they have passed through without any danger.At this time, the most difficult step to success has been taken, so I can rest assured to sleep.

After waking up, the sun was already high, and I took out the engraved Nine Yin Manual from my bosom, and studied it carefully.

She had never thought that she would practice martial arts one day, but in order to take care of Yu Daiyan's mood, she read some Taoist classics for him every day.After reading it for a long time, I became interested. I asked a lot of questions related to the practice of internal energy and meridians. Yu Daiyan didn't hide it, but answered all the questions she asked patiently.He also lamented that if Wudang Kungfu was not too masculine and not suitable for women to practice, it would be great for her to learn martial arts for self-defense.Zhang Yi laughed it off at that time, seeing that Wudang didn't have any female disciples and knew about it, but it was bitter in her heart, no one knew.

Thanks to Yu Sanxia's lectures, practicing the Nine Yin Manual is not as obscure as imagined.

The Nine Yin Scriptures are said to have been written by a literati named Huang Shang during the Song Huizong period.That Huang Chang was ordered to engrave Daozang in seal, and because he was afraid of making mistakes, he carefully understood word by word for accuracy.A few years later, I mastered the Taoist classics, and unknowingly developed a whole body of internal and external skills.Later, after decades of research, I finally wrote a Nine Yin Manual in my later years.

Zhang Yi didn't know how her own bones were, and the delicate and weak appearance of the original owner was not much better.But she doesn't have high requirements, she only needs to develop a little internal strength, escape quickly, and beat second-rate masters, and she will be satisfied.At any rate, they are the top two cheat books in Yitian, so they can't be too bad.

With the basic idea in place, she took her time and read the part on internal strength silently while eating dry food.Only when you are full can you practice slowly according to the scriptures.

I don't know if it's because she has cultivated on Wudang Mountain for half a year, and she has some understanding of Taoist classics, or because of a coincidence, the timing is turning around, and in just one afternoon, she has a sense of aura.

Satisfied in my heart, I didn't want to force myself, so I ran out to find some hay and dead branches to decorate for the time being, and put on old clothes so that I could sleep more comfortably.Taking advantage of the autumn coolness, I found a lot of wild fruits, ate half of them, and saved the other half for eating the next day.In the evening, I meditated for another hour. I didn't ask too much, and I didn't slack off. I fell asleep when I was really tired.

She knew that she couldn't keep her memory in mind, so she put the mental method in her mouth and recited it every day. After a long time, she didn't need to meditate.It's just that her true anger didn't rise much, and she didn't know it herself.

But Zhang Yi didn't know that this kind of practice was in line with the Taoist way of inaction and nature. In addition, the Nine Yin Manual was developed quickly, and it became more and more difficult later on. Therefore, although Zhang Yi didn't practice much, the effect was very obvious.

It's been a long time since such days passed.It was the winter solstice, and it snowed for several days in a row, making it colder and colder every time.Although Zhang Yi has some qi to protect her body, she is not so afraid of the cold, but the mentality of ordinary people is causing trouble. When she sees Bai Xue, she feels cold, and she doesn't even like to come out of the cave.

I don't know if it's because I've been away for too long or something else, but I always think of Wudang and Yu Daiyan unconsciously in my mind these days.She's been walking for so long, and I don't know if that guy works on time?Or was he annoyed again, so he used his disciples to teach him and reprimanded him, ignoring his own body?It's very cold in winter, and I don't know if Qingfeng Mingyue has dried the bedding in the house as she said...

Zhang Yi feels like a mother who is full of worries and misses her troublesome son who is far away.A few days ago, I was so busy practicing escaping for my life that I didn't have time to think about it, and when I was free for a while, I felt like thinking about it.Those worries bothered her all the time, and her practice was not as efficient as before.

This is not acceptable.Zhang Yi forced herself to stop that senseless miss, trying to recall the humiliation of being powerless when she was driven down the mountain.

Yu Daiyan.As long as you chew these three words in your mouth, you will feel love and hate.That was a patient she had taken care of for a long time, and gave her an environment where she could live with peace of mind. She used to regard him as her only reliance, admiring and admiring his forbearance and wisdom, and pitying his difficulties.But now, there is more hatred and resentment.

He could not want her, despise her, and she would have no pressure to let her go that way.However, he protects each other everywhere, sincere in words and actions, patient and earnest when teaching her, and would rather endure the pain than lose his temper and embarrass her.Even with a cold face, she could feel his care.but why?When she let go of her guard and relied on him, he changed his attitude and sold her to others like a commodity?

Thinking of this, Zhang Yi forcefully suppressed all emotions and continued to focus on martial arts.She wants to become stronger, and only when she becomes stronger can she control her own destiny.At that time, she will walk back to Wudang with her head upright, confront Yu Daiyan bluntly, and reject his so-called kindness.

Even if she is in this era and is a woman, her fate can only be decided by herself.