Three Masters' Sword

What Pang Zizhong was most proud of was the climb to a building ten years ago; it was also that scene that he was most frustrated with.That match allowed him to win the status he wanted since he was a child, but he also lost all the hopes he had originally embraced.

He was still young at that time, and when people jokingly called him a fat man, he always hung his head and didn't like to talk much, but he secretly remembered it in his heart.When he was 23 years old, he tried to climb the stairs for the first time, of course it ended in failure, and because of his fat body, when he rolled down, he smashed through four beams on the first floor. It was passed as a joke for a while, and no one remembered it At that time, he also stumbled and hit the seventh floor. He only remembered that the floor he smashed through was still a crooked figure. The meeting was half a joke and half ironic to ask him to remember to repair and compensate.Pang Zizhong learned from the pain and practiced hard in closed doors for five years. He was afraid of being ridiculed, so he only practiced by himself. He didn't even dare to ask his family members to go upstairs again, and he didn't even want to ask his teachers and seniors. He studied it by himself; He suffered so little until the next time he climbed the stairs, he finally got rid of his humiliation, beat those guys who laughed at him to the ground, and stood up to the ninth floor in high spirits, with the young talents of the Bo family who were in full swing at that time, Mu Mujin, Before she married into the Wang family and became the eldest mistress, Shen Rulong, a heroine who was already well-known in the world, stood side by side, and no one dared to look down on him anymore.At that moment, he thought, when Longtu Gui counted him, he would be the legitimate orthodox heir of the Twelve Family, and it would be too late for those guys to praise his stinky feet.The person who climbed the stairs with him, Mu Mujin was only 15 years old at that time, he hadn't even started to draw a stick, he was thin, his face was still childish, he was clearly a child who couldn't make up his mind; Shen Rulong was a child who married into their twelve families The generation of female streamers with foreign surnames naturally dare not compete for the first place.Pang Zizhong felt that he had the right time, place, and people, just like an inflated ball. He only felt that all the grievances and slanders he had suffered all these years now had a chance to vent.

At that time, he was 28 years old, swaggering ahead, unlocking the heavy door locks step by step, and climbing up the stairs; the first thing that caught his eyes was such a ghostly Buddha Sacrificial Buddha.

There was an incense table in front of the Buddha, and the three of them took it for granted that the golden body of relics that could be enshrined in the building must be the elders of the clan who practiced Buddhism and Taoism.So there was no other word, several people stepped forward, lit the incense sandalwood, raised their eyebrows, and incensed respectfully.Under the lighted candle, the words engraved on the desk were reflected, Shen Rulong beckoned them to come closer and take a look.

It says -

Go and ask for ten thousand, save three and two

The phoenix returns to the Lin, and the dragon emerges from the tortoise

There is also a picture below, which seems to be a schematic diagram of the top floor, marking the location of Longtu Turtle Number.Mu Mujin and Shen Rulong didn't seem surprised, obviously someone in the family had already told about the relevant matters - although the family members were silent about the matter of climbing the stairs, for the younger generation who were able to climb the stairs, those who had climbed to the top of the family often made insinuations, Tell me a little bit.

Shen Rulong looked at the picture, and said: "Sure enough, there is a picture of the phoenix on the relic of the golden body, and the picture of the dragon and the number of turtles are on the top of the screen wall above. But how to go up?" She looked up at the screen wall, and suddenly felt dark Something moved faintly in the middle, and when she was about to take a closer look, suddenly Mu Mujin grabbed her vest with one hand, shouted: "Be careful!!" and pulled her back.His hands were full of strength, and this move used the essence of our sect's dexterity. Shen Rulong was unprepared when he grabbed the big hole of his vest, and threw it back a few feet.

Mu Mujin didn't favor one person over another, while he was grabbing Shen Rulong, he also reached out to grab Pang Zizhong's back acupoint, asking him to back off together.But first of all, this fat man has a heavy body, even if his weight is several times that of Shen Rulong, a delicate woman, his skin is very thick, and it is not as easy for ordinary people to get acupuncture points.What's more, at that time, Mu Mujin was still a skinny child, and he hadn't practiced his hard work well enough, his body was very light; the fat man was a guy famous for his hard work, so when he saw Mu Mujin come to take his acupoints, he panicked , even more angry, secretly said: "Even you, a child of the [-]th five-year period, who is the star of everyone's children, came to plot against me!" A palm hit Mu Mujin's chest unexpectedly, sending him flying.Pang Zizhong was taken aback for a moment. Although Mu Mujin was young, he still knew how much he weighed. This was obviously caused by the other party's defenselessness. He panicked, saying that he had made a mistake and was about to grab him. No matter how the injury is, it feels like the two legs are stuck in the mud, unable to move; Shen Rulong cried out: "Brother Zizhong, behind you!!"

Pang Zizhong turned his head back, and what he saw at that moment made him wake up from his dreams countless times in the years to come.The screen wall behind the sacrificial altar, at this moment, actually flowed down from the wall like countless sewage streams, entangled his legs and feet like black snakes.Startled, he lost his composure, drew his sword and slashed wildly, and even dropped the lantern in his hand to the ground, revealing a distorted black face in the mud, with his mouth wide open, ready to go Bite off him.

Pang Zizhong yelled, he couldn't care about anything else, and ran away with all his strength; his feet seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, and the only way he could get out at this time was to lean on the altar behind him. Stay on the golden body of the relic, and jump up.

Shen Rulong shouted: "No!" She closed her eyes, as if she had made up her mind, and said again, "It's the incense! The incense is about to go out!"

Pang Zizhong's heart skipped a beat, but he couldn't be more frightened, the black mud-like thing was already wrapped around his legs, feet and wrists, as if trying to penetrate his seven orifices.Shen Rulong threw the Hidden Sword, she was in a panic and lacked strength, but she only cut off the incense candle on the left; at this moment, she suddenly heard a rustling sound, and Pang Zizhong could smell a bloody smell in his nose, entangled him Those strange things that I didn't know were suddenly receded; I didn't dare to let out a breath, until Shen Rulong lit up the flint again, and supported Mu Mujin to stand up.The young man just caught his solid iron palm in the middle, his face was pale at this time, his tongue and jaw were soaked in blood from his mouthful of blood, and he smiled slightly at the fat man.

It turned out that none of them could carry hidden weapons when they were in a critical situation just now. Mu Mujin wanted to save him, but Pang Zizhong would be wrong, and he slapped him unpreparedly until he vomited blood. Then he wiped a handful of blood from his lips, and hit it with the technique of raining flowers all over the sky, and then knocked out all the incense sticks.

Pang Zizhong felt guiltless, still in shock, and furious, he stood firmly on his feet, and slapped his palm on the incense table in anger. He used eight or nine points of force. Normally, no matter what the table was, he would be smashed to pieces by him. Who would have expected this Going down for a while, it made my meridians tremble, and my palms were sore, I said: "It's really evil!"

Mu Mujin said: "Thanks to Mrs. Ru Long, I thought it was Xiang who was causing the trouble. What is that black thing that moves?"

Shen Rulong said softly: "Thank you, Mu Jin, for saving me. I just made a random guess, and it just happened to happen. I don't think there was any movement when we entered the door, but after lighting the incense, this thing started to move. Maybe the mechanism is here. On top of the joss stick."

The top floor was strange and shapeless. In just a moment, Wan Mujin was already injured, and Pang Zizhong was almost dragged into the water by something that didn't know what it was. At this moment, his whole body was tense, and he didn't dare to be careless.But suddenly a gust of cold wind came from nowhere, but in an instant, the candle in his hand went out without a sound.The three shouted in unison: "Who?"

There was no echo, and it was pitch black all around. You couldn't see your fingers, and you could only faintly hear each other's breathing.At this time, Pang Zizhong said: "...I guess you guys already knew it? It wasn't a coincidence just now, was it?"

Shen Rulong lost her voice: "Know what?"

Suddenly there was another human voice from a distance, like a low whisper, indistinct and indistinct: "When you go upstairs, you must light the candle first. After lighting it, take five steps back to protect yourself." , everything should not be the first.... You are a girl, and the other two boys are stupid, so they will naturally protect you, but if you don't compete with them, they will naturally not take you to heart..."

Others may not know this voice, but the three of them are naturally very familiar with it. It is the voice of Shen Rulong's husband, the eldest son of the Luling royal family, Wang Bingchen.

Shen Rulong was startled and said: "Bingchen?... How could it be?..." Immediately rushing forward, Mu Mujin stopped her and said, "Sister-in-law, it's not brother Chen who is talking!" At this moment, he heard a hoarse voice saying: "Mujin, the secret of the top floor is related to all the roots of my twelve families. If you are not a talented person in the family, why let you bear it? As for the fat boy of the Pang family, his talents are mediocre. If there is something that should be discarded, don't be too serious. If you can take care of the overall situation, you should break it when you break it. Remember this sentence." This voice is so familiar, it is actually the voice of Bo Yuantang, the Patriarch of the Bo family. His voice was injured when he was young, so he is different from others , although they usually don't speak much, but the people in the clan know it when they hear it.

Pang Zizhong was so angry that his blood surged up, and he said: "Okay, you are using me as a backing?" Mu Mujin said: "Brother Pang, be careful, someone is sowing discord!" Pang Zizhong shouted: "Don't they say that? , Don’t you think so?” But Shen Rulong next to her groaned, bent down as if she had been hit hard, and sobbed softly: “Don’t say it, don’t say it, I listen to you that is."

The two were about to ask each other, but they also heard voices in their own ears. Pang Zizhong heard someone's voice suddenly approaching, it was the group of dudes who bullied and mocked him all day, talking behind his back, saying that he could All the way to the top, it's not because of my own ability, but because of shit luck. 'Think about it, the number of Longtu Turtles is only two, if all three are chosen to be very powerful, wouldn't it be a fight for all losers? '

'No one wants to send up a pillar who can do things, and in this round, he will fight head-to-head with the proud son of the Bo family and the daughter-in-law that the Wang family married desperately.Only this fat man...hehe...'

"The fat man who doesn't know how to look at people, if you don't use him for surgery, whose turn will it be?" '

Pang Zizhong was furious and shouted: "Who is it? Who is talking? Shut up!"

At this time, Mu Mujin's voice said: "What's the use of telling people to shut up? They've already said it. Even if they shut up, they still think so."

Pang Zizhong was so furious that he didn't say anything, he slapped "Heavenly Wind, Sea Rain", covering his head and face, and hit in the direction of the voice without any rules.Hearing the palm wind coming, the other party couldn't raise his hand to block it. When he touched it, his skin was soft and soft. It was clearly a woman. Pang Zizhong realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly retreated, but he heard the other party sob, and the long sword was unsheathed. It was Shen Rulong A set of Xiangwu swordsmanship handed down by his family, his strikes are like lightning, and he moves a fierce killer, stabbing him three times in a row.Although Pang Zizhong knew that he had hit the wrong person, but now he could not get off the horse, so he could only listen to the wind to distinguish his position, and dismantle every move.Both of them are not mediocre, once they give up their caution in the dark, they will be extremely dangerous, and life and death will be changed several times in a blink of an eye.In a trance, he heard what Wan Mujin seemed to be saying, but he couldn't hear clearly, let alone care about it.

The fight was in full swing, but they heard a long howl, the voice was clear, and the internal force was surging, shaking their spirit altars clear, they were terrified, and thought to themselves: "What am I doing at this moment?" hand.The howling sound gradually stopped, but the person who heard the howling obviously couldn't adjust his breath, coughed a few times, and fell to the ground.Pang and Shen hurriedly turned on the flint again, only to see Mu Mujin lying on the ground, panting and coughing, obviously they had just used howling to wake up their minds, breaking the lying voices in their ears, which was extremely exhausting.Shen Rulong hastily picked him up, she was at a loss for a while, staring at Pang Zizhong with tearful almond eyes.Pang Zizhong was too shocked to speak, not knowing what to do.At this time, although Shen Rulong was young and beautiful, she was already the mother of a six-year-old girl; Pang Zizhong himself was in his twenties even though he didn't have a family.That Mu Mu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and even laughed, saying: "I won!" It was clearly a child's heart.

Pang Zizhong said angrily: "You idiot, who will win? You almost lost your life!" It turns out that Xiaoyin kung fu is also learned by family, but not many people have learned it.This whistling is called "Shuilong Yin", and it consumes a lot of cultivation and true energy. If the foundation is not solid enough, there will only be air coming out and no air in. Therefore, people call it "Soul Banner" in private, and it is generally not used. It will not be passed on until the age of 30, because the sea of ​​​​qi is not real, and it will be useless to cultivate.Of course, Mu Mujin didn't pass it on, but learned it secretly in private, but it saved several lives at this moment.

Mu Jin said: "I didn't win against you, but the senior over there."

As soon as he said this, the faces of the two people changed completely, only to hear that there was a slight cough behind them, and when they hurriedly turned to look, they saw a figure sitting in the Buddhist altar, with their legs and feet placed on the incense table in an irregular way, and said with a slight smile: "How did you find out? My ability to learn people's voice is very vivid, and I have never been seen through." I don't know if this is his original voice, and it doesn't sound old, like a young man.

Supported by Shen Rulong, Mu Mujin stood up staggeringly, and said, "Although the lights are off, I can feel the breaths of Rulong's sister-in-law and Zizhong brother's breathing nearby. Their breathing rate It has not changed, but there are voices coming, it must not be what they said, then it is someone else."

The man said with a smile: "You look naive, but you are very clever. You just broke my soul sound game. If your skills are more advanced, I am afraid that I will be willing to bow down. It's a pity They didn't pass on all your water dragon chant, did they?"

Mu Jin said: "I'm young, and learning this shakes the foundation, so the elders are also doing it for my own good, and don't let me learn it. I also stole these skills from me."

The man nodded, clapped his hands and jumped down from the altar, and walked towards them.Even if the three of them wanted to hide, there was nowhere for them to escape. Pang Zizhong thought that no matter what this kid said, he always saved my life just now. Saying thank you, let alone speaking to the younger generation, and lowering his status, he stood up, stood in front of him, and shouted: "Who the hell are you, and what are you doing on the top floor of my twelfth floor?"

The man smiled and said: "Of course I am also a member of the family, otherwise how can I guard the tower here?" While speaking, he had come to the front, and the candle illuminated his face, which turned out to be the face of a handsome young man of a young age. It seems that he is only in his twenties, and he looks extremely handsome, with the quality of a phoenix and a dragon.But because Pang Zizhong hated people who were born with beauty, he didn't like such a face. Instead, he felt that there was a faint strangeness and incongruity under this complexion.Instead, he took a step forward, with his broad figure lying between them, he asked in a cold voice, "Then how dare you ask your Excellency which family and name you belong to?"

The man said: "You don't have to face a big enemy, I'm not here to take your lives, I just want to test your character, so that I have a question for you. Especially Mu Jin," he looked down at Mu Mu, whose face was as golden as paper. Jin, "I hugged you when you were full moon."

Shen Rulong was amazed, and said: "You don't look a few years older than Mu Jin..."

The man waved his hands and said with a smile: "My surname is Wang, the king of Jinling with a heart full of dust and dirt. I have a different name for each name, but everyone is used to calling me 'Qianshan'. I don't like those red tapes. You don’t need to be courteous, you can just call them by their first names.”

All three of them were speechless, and after a while they said: "You mean, you are... Wang Qianshan?"