Han Shan's Sword Unsheathed

The master of the sect said: "Please explain more clearly, the master of the realm."

Hu Si smiled: "Don't understand? Then let nature take its course."

At this time, the sky was not yet clear, and the ice-blue dark light penetrated through the Linghua window, and the blue smoke from the candles and incense burners floated in the room.

He walked towards the thin young man who was sitting quietly, and looked down at the other's face from a high position:

"I'm not used to living in Hanshan, so I came to Tianhu to find me."

The young man was neither humble nor overbearing: "The Landlord loves you so much, I dare not accept it."

Hu Si was wearing a loose white robe, but his inner garment was a bright crimson red, and his snow-white bare feet were exposed between his movements.Like a red lotus blooming at night, frivolous and noble.

He dared to abduct someone in front of Han Shan.Peak Lord Liulan said coldly: "Why are you looking for it? Do you want to revise the 'Fengyue Road'?"

Hu Si replied earnestly: "If he wants, of course he can. There are three thousand paths, but all paths lead to the same goal. Among the wonderful methods, the sword has the strengths of the sword, and the wind and the moon have the uses of the wind and the moon."

The disciples of the younger generation are still there, and the head master really doesn't want them to continue this kind of topic, so he took the lead to salute and leave: "This time, thank you, the realm master."

Hu Si waved his hands casually: "I can't thank you for the effort. Chunshui, Qiuguang, come and see off the distinguished guest for me."

Behind the curtain, the two graceful beauties agreed softly.

The peak masters seemed to recall some bad memories at the same time, and their faces turned pale.

The leader said repeatedly: "No need, no need! Stop the cloud, let's go."

All the strong men in Hanshan hurriedly left, like a group of old scholars and bumpkins who had lost their way to a brothel.

Leaving the cloud boat, the five flying swords streaked across the sky, dashing towards the main peak of Hanshan Mountain.

"Hu Si has become more and more indulgent in recent years!" the head of the sect master Jianwei sighed.

The Lord of Ziyan Peak was deeply touched: "Seeing him once, shortens his life by ten years. It's really more tiring than fighting martial arts."

Peak Master Yue Que: "I can't figure it out, how can Ji Xiao bear him?"

Ji Xiao thought, senior brother would always restrain himself a little in front of me, lest I hurt his beauties.

Ji Xiao didn't say a word from the beginning to the end, just let him sit and he would sit, let him go and he would leave.From anyone's point of view, he is a well-behaved and polite outer disciple.

Hu Si didn't become suspicious of him, the phrase "junior brother" was not deceiving him, but defrauding Hanshan.When the voice fell, if any of the masters of the cold mountain peaks reacted incorrectly, Hu Si would know that Ji Xiao was not dead.

Because if Ji Xiao was alive, he would definitely send news to the sect secretly - all the big figures in the practice world thought so, including Ji Xiao's senior brother.

……

After everyone in Hanshan left, the red treasure boat passed through the sea of ​​clouds and returned slowly to the south.

Hu Si threw away his visitor's robe and leaned on the side of the couch in a crimson undershirt, while two beauties poured wine for him.

He asked softly, "Chunshui, why are you absent-minded?"

The woman in the blue skirt, as soft as spring water, heard his question, her face flushed red: "Han Shan took so much trouble to invite you here, just to see that young man? I am stupid and don't understand."

Hu Si turned his head and smiled and asked, "Qiu Guang, what do you think?"

The woman in the green dress named Autumn Light was obviously more daring and lively: "Our cloud boat flew from the sky over the South China Sea to the North, such a big commotion. Within half a day, the whole continent will know--Han Shan asked the master of the realm to make a hexagram for one person, That person is a genius with the innate sword body. Han Shan wants to make a name for the 'Successor of Ji Xiao', how can there be a simpler and more effective way than this?"

Chun Shui frowned thinly: "What does the word 'Bi Xue' mean?"

Qiu Guang proudly said: "Where is there no snow in the cold mountain? The Changchun Peak Formation was designed by the Landlord himself. Except for the cloud formation in our Tianhu Great Realm, it took the most effort from the Landlord." Great creation! Wouldn’t it be a pity if it is discarded in the future? Landlord, is my concubine right?”

Hu Si laughed but said nothing.

"Brother, you go now..."

He raised the wine cup, as if to respect the sky, but he uttered the most simple complaint of countless women in the market:

"Leaving your lonely widow, how can you live?"

……

Meng Xueli really didn't think about it.

He was standing by the cold pool on the west side of Yanjianping, in front of him were a group of inner disciples with swords on their waists and indifferent eyes, headed by the four from yesterday.

Behind him was a group of disciples from outside the Dharma Hall, some of them were at a loss, some looked nervous.

Under the icy blue sky, thin snow is flying.

The sky is about to light up, the moon is waning in the wind, and the snow is accumulating in the cold pool.

Holding the small hand stove, Meng Xueli sighed and said:

"I refuse to do what you say, because this sword array is wrong."