Han Shan's Sword Unsheathed

"Elder Meng, do you also understand sword formation?" asked the long-faced cultivator headed opposite.

At Maoshi, Meng Xueli came to the west side of Yanjianping. After waiting for a cup of tea, the other party arrived with many inner disciples.Originally, it was only Meng Xueli who participated in the sword array practice, but at this time there were more than a hundred people gathered by the cold pool, it looked like the outer sect disciples and the inner sect disciples were facing each other in formation.

In fact, as early as yesterday, those four people had a bad time in the lecture hall, and the inner disciples who had made friends with them had already heard the news, and they all came to watch the excitement this morning.

"Did you know, Senior Brother Zhou and Senior Brother Wu will take over the assignment and next year the Vast Sea Secret Realm will protect that Meng Xueli."

"Senior brother Zhou is really unlucky. He left the customs the day before yesterday and was promoted to the barrier-breaking realm. This competition should have soared into the sky and became famous, but he was killed by Meng Xueli... However, at Maoshi tomorrow, senior brother Zhou plans to borrow a performance This is the opportunity to punish the man surnamed Meng, and let's go and have a look."

"Hey, how dare you do this? If the elders find out, they will definitely be severely punished!"

"Senior brother Zhou's method is very clever. I guarantee that he will not be able to tell the suffering! Whoever makes him trouble others, it is not too much to punish him."

According to the plan of Zhou Wu and others, when Meng Xueli ran back and forth in the formation according to the instructions, exhausted and in a state of embarrassment, they called a stop again, evading and saying, "The sword formation has not yet matured, and it has made Elder Meng hard work. The three of us Come back in a day. '

Although this method is simple, it is impossible to make mistakes.If Meng Xueli went to file a complaint, she would never be able to explain the situation clearly.Those outer disciples have never even seen the sword formation, let alone explain it clearly.The real person in charge only felt that Meng Xueli was delicate and could not stand any hardship.On my own side, there are many inner disciples testifying, unanimously speaking, not afraid of the deacon hall to inquire and investigate.

Everything should be safe, Meng Xueli attended the meeting as scheduled.

Before dawn, in the cold wind, nearly a hundred people secretly sent voices, waiting to see his jokes.

Zhou Wu smiled and said: "Elder Meng, you can run wherever we say later, don't worry about other things, just run fast enough. Otherwise, you won't be able to keep up with the changes in the sword array, and the enemy will catch your flaws. I'll die."

Among the open and flat cliffs, the four of them held a sword flower, showed their hands, and scattered in different directions. Seeing that the battle was about to start, Meng Xueli said, "Wait a minute."

He actually withdrew from the formation, and took the hand stove back from Daotong's hand: "This is not right."

More than [-] disciples outside the Dharma Hall didn't know why, and stood behind him blankly.

The four of them looked at each other, their expressions changing slightly.

Meng Xueli patiently explained: "The two of you use the blazing sword, and the two of you use the cold sword. Judging from the positions, it should be a set of 'yin and yang array'. When the sword array changes, the blazing and cold poles are like yin and yang. Defeat the enemy and win the victory. But your blazing sword is not ready, and the sword array has been running for three weeks, and it should be weak, so why not change to an easier one? I think the 'Four Seas Chengfeng Formation' is quite suitable for you."

There was silence in the room, the disciples in the Discussion Hall couldn't understand, and the four of them were so confused that they couldn't listen at all. They thought to themselves, could someone betray them and inform this Meng?

Meng Xueli explained the benefits of the 'Four Seas Carrying Wind Formation' again, Zhou Wu interrupted coldly: "Are you unwilling to join the formation?"

Meng Xueli said helplessly: "The sword formation has not yet been completed. It is meaningless for me to enter the formation. You put a nest of money mice in it and let it run around casually, and the effect will be the same."

All the disciples in the Lunfa hall laughed.

Although they couldn't understand, they knew that Elder Meng always had such a lively tone when he answered questions and pointed out mistakes.

The playful laughter reached the four people's ears, but it was harsh sarcasm.

Seeing that there was no response from the other side, Meng Xueli asked tentatively:

"Otherwise, why don't you think about it? It's really cold here, so I'll go back first..."

The cliffs are wide open, and the new wind howls to and fro.

Pingxi is a cold pool. He stood by the pool, and the damp and cold air penetrated into the cracks of his bones, like a gangrene attached to the bone, which was really unbearable.The Lunfa hall at the foot of the mountain is much more comfortable.

The faces of the four people were pale and pale, and they all knew in their hearts that if Meng Xueli really saw the clues, they could only deny it to death, and it was best to strike first.

Zhou Wu sneered: "Elder Meng doesn't want to cooperate with us, so you can just say it straight, why make these excuses!"

Behind him, Wu Jing chimed in and said, "It was a waste of my hard training and exhausting my efforts for the safety of the elder. Where is the elder in a hurry to go back? Yes, it's too cold here. Elder Meng's body is so rich that he can only lie on Changchun Peak to raise flowers and feed him." fish."

Seeing that the situation was wrong, Liu Xiaohuai blushed, "You, you are bold!"

But his timid and weak voice was instantly overshadowed by Zhou Wu's stern voice:

"Did we say it wrong? Do you know how much spirit stones are consumed in a year for the Changchun Peak Formation? Even if your direct disciples practice hard, what qualifications do you have to spend extravagance and enjoy shelter? Han Shan hasn't paid enough for you? Now Let us sacrifice opportunities to keep your secret realm safe, are you worthy?"

He held back these words for a long time, but today he finally found the opportunity to say them openly, feeling elated.

After speaking, not only was he not afraid, but in the applause of everyone behind him, he felt inexplicable pride:

"We disrespect the elders, please, Elder Meng, send us to the deacon hall for punishment."

There is a saying that 'the law does not blame the people', now the people are angry, let's see what Meng Xueli can do to them.

Meng Xueli just froze in place.

He seemed to have finally figured out the situation at this time.

However, the real master's arrangement was clearly well-intentioned.With the level of swordsmanship of the four people in front of them, if they want to compete for the ranking in the Grand Tournament, there is an [-]% chance of losing their lives.

Zhou Wu was still berating: "I only hate Sword Master Ji Xiao for his superb cultivation, but his poor vision."

Meng Xueli took a deep breath: "Okay, you can say whatever you want about me. But if I can bear humiliating my deceased husband..."

Is that still a man?

Yu Qishu hurried to his side and tugged at his sleeve: "Don't be impulsive, let's go to the deacon's hall!"

He urged Xiaohuai again: "The situation is not right, go to the chief deacon, no, any elder will do."

Meng Xueli stopped Yu Qishu and said calmly, "I am the elder."

He took off the cloak and handed it to Xiaohuai together with the hand stove.Stepping forward two steps, he said to Zhou Wu: "I said that your blazing sword is not ready for fire, are you not convinced?"

Zhou Wu laughed back angrily: "Of course I don't accept it! Why, do you want to compete with me?"

Meng Xueli thought for a while: "It's not impossible."

Discussions broke out among the inner disciples opposite.

"Sword competition? Did I hear correctly?"

"He said it himself, no one can save him this time!"

"After watching this, I will admit to being punished in the future!"

Fighting swords in Hanshan is a sacred and solemn event.The two parties reached an agreement, that is irreversible.

Meng Xueli didn't realize how angry she was, she just felt a little troublesome, so she raised her voice slightly and said, "Who will lend me the sword first?"

There was a moment of silence, followed by snickering again.There are no swords, and they say they want to compete with swords.

Someone deliberately said: "No sword? Summon 'Chukong Wuya', let's open our eyes."

"Haha, the magic soldier has a spirit, how can he be driven by him?"

Disciples of Lunfa Hall looked at each other in blank dismay.Most of these young disciples still don't understand how things turned out like this?

Daoist Liu Xiaohuai has a sword, it is a peach wood sword cut by Meng Xueli from old branches of peach trees in Changchun Peak, and Que Xianming can easily break it with two fingers.

Meng Xueli touched her nose: "It's really not there."

Yu Qishu looked around, annoyed at himself for being smart, he brought these people here, he wanted to support his friend, but now he made the friend's situation even more embarrassing.

He gritted his teeth: "I have a sword!"

After finishing speaking, he slapped the storage bag and took out a light blue rapier.

Meng Xueli thanked and took it with both hands: "What kind of sword is this?"

Yu Qishu whispered: "'Linchi Liu'. Cough, my mother's dowry. Be careful!"

The blade is no more than three fingers wide, thin and flexible, with a faint green light.

Like the weeping willows swaying in the spring breeze, the mother keeps the catkins of the wandering children.

It is a soft sword used by women.

Meng Xueli praised politely: "Good sword."

There was a burst of laughter on the other side, which was very lively.It seems that they have never been so happy since practicing.

——Meng Xueli did not understand swords at all.

Everyone moved back to make room for the two of them.According to the usual practice, both sides of the sword competition need to introduce each other.

Zhou Wujian pointed to the ground and raised his head proudly: "My Chiyang sword was forged by the family's craftsman. I learned swords at the age of nine, and the family elder 'Tai Heng Dao Zun' personally enlightened me. After ten years of sword practice, I finally broke the barrier. "

Yaping applauded endlessly.

Entered Taoism since childhood, broke barriers at [-] years, not to mention 'Taiheng' is the Taoist name of the elder Hanshan Taishang.Behind him stands a huge cultivation family.With such a background and achievements, he can indeed be called the proud son of heaven and is indeed something to be proud of.

Holding the 'Linchi Willow' in her hand, Meng Xueli said with a gentle expression, "I have never practiced a sword, but it is not too late for a gentleman to borrow a sword in ten years."

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Sherry sneered: If he dares to bother me to act aggressive, I'll scratch his face!