Jinghong Youlong [Comprehensive + Sword Three]

The scenery of Mount Hua is dangerous and beautiful, but there is an extremely barren cliff at the top of Yunv Peak. There is no grass on the cliff, only a cave, and nothing else.

This place was originally the Siguo Cliff of the Huashan Sword School, but now it is used as a place to retreat and practice swords.

Tang Jinghong was still dressed in black men's clothes, with a thousand receivers stuck in her waist, but she held a long sword in her hand, the blade was as white as washing, her wrist shook slightly, and she pulled out a sword flower.

She was revolving the mental method of "Zixia Gong" in her heart, silently recited the Dugu Nine Swords formula, the sword moved according to her heart, the sword light was white and dazzling, her posture was light and graceful, her sword moves were sharp and fast, and a few afterimages appeared in the air As it passed by, the sword energy leaked out where the sword pointed, leaving several inches of deep marks on the bare ground.

At this moment, another sword suddenly protruded from the slanting stab, and the sword cut horizontally, but it was an extremely beautiful move by Youfeng Laiyi.

Tang Jinghong was practicing the Dugu Nine Swords. At this time, a sword came, and she took advantage of the situation and used the second style of the Dugu Nine Swords to deal with it. With a twist of his wrist, he unexpectedly performed a backhand Huashan sword technique.

The one who came was Ning Zhongze.Although she is a woman, she loves swords very much. Seeing Tang Jinghong's swordsmanship is smooth and smooth, she can do it in one go. When she sees Lie's heart, she draws her sword and tries two moves.

Naturally, she knew Tang Jinghong's tricks very well. When she saw her initial movement, she knew it was the sword-breaking style. She was about to use Feng Laiyi's back move, but unexpectedly, it was Cang who followed her. Loose welcome.

When the blades collided, there was a crisp sound of golden swords.

Tang Jinghong's pure internal force was transmitted along the hilt of the sword, while Ning Zhong let out an exclamation, his wrist went numb, and the long sword was immediately dropped from his hand, and because he couldn't bear the force, he kicked backwards.

Tang Jinghong immediately retracted the sword, put the sword back into its sheath, grabbed the sword that was about to fall with each hand, and then flew up, wrapped around Ning Zhongze's waist, rose into the air, twisted -

The hem of the black and white clothes are intertwined, whirling and flying, and hunting.

Landed firmly on a stone slab.

The long sword was handed back to his palm, and Ning Zhong raised his head. From this angle, he could just see the tight jaw of the opponent.

As flawless as white jade.

"Is my senior sister fascinated by my handsome figure? My heart is beating a little fast."

Tang Jinghong's clear voice rang out above his head, but Ning Zhong came back to his senses, just in time to bump into a pair of shining eyes with a smile.

Ning Zhong jumped out of Tang Jinghong's arms, took two steps back, put away his sword, and praised unhesitatingly: "No wonder Master and Uncle valued it so much back then—the talent of Junior Junior Sister is truly incomparable, but within a year, Huashan Sword Both Fa and Dugu Nine Swords have small achievements, which are powerful."

Tang Jinghong tilted his head and asked, "Better than Senior Brother Yue?"

"Better than Brother Yue." Ning Zhong said without hesitation.

Tang Jinghong immediately smiled and frowned.

Ning Zhong shook his head helplessly, and looked around: "Where's Uncle Feng?"

Tang Jinghong directly pulled her to the edge of the cliff, and said: "Let's go eat first, if Senior Brother Yue didn't come, Uncle Feng must not be able to hide—here, isn't he already here?"

Thinking over the edge of the cliff, Ning Zhong put it on the stone pile, and the bamboo basket had already been opened. An old man with gray hair and half-old blue clothes was sitting cross-legged on the stone platform, gnawing on a chicken leg.

Ning Zhong smiled when he saw it, and bowed slightly to salute: "Uncle Feng."

Feng Qingyang chewed something, didn't speak, but raised the chicken leg, and nodded to Ning Zhong, the meaning was very clear - the chicken leg was well made.

Tang Jinghong became a little unhappy, and puffed up his cheeks: "...forcing me to practice swords, and even robbed me of my chicken leg—Uncle Goubi."

Ning Zhong opened his mouth, Feng Qingyang glared at Tang Jinghong, grabbed the chopsticks at the side, inserted them into the basket, and stretched them out, another chicken leg was hanging on it.

At this time, Ning Zhongze's words just came out: "I specially took two chicken legs..."

Feng Qingyang waved his chopsticks, and looked at Tang Jinghong provocatively: "Want to eat? Come grab it—" At this point, seeing Tang Jinghong habitually put his hand on the thousand receiver, he raised his eyebrows: "If you use the hidden weapon again, I'll throw this chicken leg off the cliff?"

Although Tang Jinghong didn't have to eat chicken legs or something, but seeing Feng Qingyang's vicious look, Tang Jinghong still pulled out the long sword from his waist and stabbed into Feng Qingyang's hand——

Ning Zhong took two steps back, silently watching the two fight.

These two can be regarded as the few remaining sword sect heirs. One has a lot of experience and knowledge, and can be called a supernatural power in swordsmanship. Although Tang Jinghong has only studied swords for a short time, but because her master gave her a relatively solid foundation when she was young, God The score is good, and he can also be among the ranks of masters of swordsmanship. Although Ningzhong is an air sect, he dare not say that swordsmanship is useless. It will definitely benefit him a lot from seeing these two people fight each other - he is still waiting under the cliff Her Yue Buqun was forgotten.

On that day Tang Jinghong and Yue Buqun Ningzhong entered the mountain gate and headed all the way to Zhengqi Xuan, the main hall of Huashan Sword Sect.

The scenery on the road is very familiar. It can be seen that Yue Buqun respects the elders very much. Except for the things that belong to the Sword Sect, there is basically no change in other things. It's just that compared with the lively and noisy Huashan Sword Sect in memory, now this The top of the mountain is indeed a little bit colder.

Tang Jinghong deliberately looked around, and then asked them: "Where are the master, uncle, and other senior brothers?"

The martial art competition back then was extremely bloody and tragic. When Tang Jinghong asked, Ning Zhong couldn't help himself to recall, and his face suddenly turned pale.

Feeling his wife's panic, Yue Buqun raised his hand to hold her hand, and then explained lightly: "Little junior sister, you don't know that a few years after you disappeared, a plague broke out in the sect, and many masters in the sect died. , This is why my Huashan Sword Sect was originally the leader of the Five Sacred Mountains, but now it has fallen to this point, so I have to elect the left head of Songshan Mountain as the leader of the Five Sacred Mountains."

Tang Jinghong's question was just going through the process. He never expected that Yue Buqun would play sloppy with her, so he couldn't help but sneer: "Then this plague will really pick people. Anyone who is good at martial arts will die, and those who are not good at martial arts will die." On the contrary, they are living well..." She said, looking around, and continued: "Oh, it seems that I can't say that. The one who died seems to be Jianzong—this plague is so severe that even I sometimes share it. I don't know which of you is the Sword Sect and which is the Qi Sect, but the plague can tell the difference clearly."

Junior Sister's gentle eyes suddenly became fierce as if poisoned, Yue Buqun was startled, and opened his mouth, but he still didn't say anything.

Tang Jinghong turned his head to look at Ning Zhongze: "Senior Sister?"

Ning Zhong's face was still pale, but looking into Tang Jinghong's eyes, he couldn't say Yue Buqun's concealed words after all. Seeing that there were no outsiders around at this time, he gritted his teeth, raised his hand suddenly, and pulled Yue Buqun away forcefully. The front of the group.

Yue Buqun looked thin and handsome, but as soon as he pulled off his clothes, his well-proportioned chest was exposed. An ugly and hideous wound was like a thick earthworm, stretching across it, from chest to left waist, almost spanning the entire body. Body.Just looking at this wound, one can guess how dangerous it was at the beginning, and it is probably not an exaggeration to say that it was a narrow escape.

Although Ning Zhong often saw this wound, he still felt that it was particularly shocking at this time. He immediately looked away, closed his eyes again, regained his composure, and then told the story of the school competition from beginning to end.

After Tang Jinghong heard this, he gave Yue Buqun a hard look, then turned around suddenly, and walked towards the back of the mountain.

Yue Buqun tidied up his clothes in a hurry, and then chased after him with Ning Zhongze.

Ning Zhong tried to smooth things over: "Junior Sister, don't blame Brother Yue for concealing it. What happened back then was really a scandal in my Huashan Sect, and it's really hard to bring it up. What's more, the matter has already passed. Although our Huashan Sect now It's quieter, and it's confirmed the orthodoxy of the Qizong, and this kind of thing will never happen again in the future, and slowly, it will always be lively again. Don't be angry with your senior brother."

Tang Jinghong turned around sharply and looked at Ning Zhongze: "Senior Sister, you should know that I am not angry. The Huashan Sword School, the Qi School, and the Jian School have long been at odds. Although I don't understand it, I have seen it. The master and the uncle look like they are in a quarrel. To be honest, I am not surprised that the entire Huashan sect has fallen to such a point because of the sword sect and Qi sect killing each other. I am angry that Brother Yue lied to me—he always That's it. To put it nicely, he is mellow and easy-going, but to put it badly, he is hypocritical, cunning and full of nonsense. He doesn't want to offend anyone, and wants to get along with everyone. He lied to me, not because I am the son of Jianzong. People, he is afraid that I will make trouble with you if I find out? But senior sister, do you think I am that kind of person? I said it a long time ago, the sword sect and the Qi sect, in the final analysis, are not all Huashan sword sects?"

Tang Jinghong usually doesn't talk much, but now that the series of words were like cannonballs, Ning Zhongze and Yue Buqun were overwhelmed.

Yue Buqun was very patient and cultivated his spirit. Even if Tang Jinghong said that, he didn't talk back. He still kept his smile, but he was a little more pampered and helpless, as if he was watching his little sister throw a temper tantrum.

But Ning Zhong already had a deep understanding of Yue Buqun's temperament, and she could not refute what Tang Jinghong said.

Yue Buqun's temperament can't be said to be excellent, but it's actually not bad either.It's just that compared with Ning Zhongze, it's obviously a bit less Jiyueguangfeng.

Tang Jinghong looked at the expressions of the two, turned around again, and continued to go back to the mountain.

Ning Zhong and Yue Buqun hurriedly followed.

Tang Jinghong was going to Siguoya, and the three of them had already set foot on the path to the top of the cliff.

In her mind, she had the memory of going to Miss Yajian with her master, so she knew the way.But Ning Zhong and Yue Buqun followed her halfway and recognized the direction, they looked at each other, Yue Buqun nodded.

Ning Zhong took a step forward, walked side by side with Tang Jinghong, tilted his head and asked, "What are you going to do, Junior Sister?"

Tang Jinghong glanced at Ning Zhongze, then turned to look at Yue Buqun.

Yue Buqun smiled and nodded at her.

Coward!I have to ask my sister everything!Tang Jinghong was so tired of Yue Buqun's half-smiley expression, she immediately turned her head back, then stopped, and stared quietly at Ning Zhongze.

Ning Zhong also stopped, looked back and said, "Why..."

As soon as she uttered such a word, Ning Zhong felt that her shoulder was suddenly pushed lightly and lightly. Unprepared, she couldn't help taking a step back and bumped into the stone wall behind her.

Immediately afterwards, there was a "dong" sound next to my ear.

Looking up again, Tang Jinghong pressed one hand on the stone wall beside her ear, leaned over slightly, and said, "Senior sister, what I said just now was not a joke——Brother Yue is hypocritical and insidious, and he has three times with you." If you don’t agree, you’d better make up with him earlier, and come with me.”

Tang Jinghong's eyes were clear, black and white were distinct, and he really didn't see the slightest hint of teasing, but Ning Zhong was stunned for a moment.

It wasn't until this time that Yue Buqun finally broke through that hypocritical smile, and said coldly: "Little Junior Sister, if you continue to make trouble like this, it will be bad for everyone."

Tang Jinghong raised his hand resting on the stone wall, turned around slowly, and kept his gaze on Ning Zhongze until he turned around completely, then looked at Yue Buqun, shook his head and said, "Brother Yue, am I not Nonsense, I mean it."

Yue Buqun clenched the hilt of his sword, slightly angry: "Tang Jinghong!"

Tang Jinghong smiled and said nothing, but she couldn't see his expression by turning her back to Ning Zhong, and she smiled provocatively—you hit me if you don't agree.

Yue Buqun's eyes fell on Ning Zhongze, and then back to Tang Jinghong. The hand holding the sword became more and more vigorous, but he never pulled out the sword.

Until now, Tang Jinghong has been convinced of Yue Buqun - so tolerant, this is already the level of a thousand-year-old bastard, if not death in silence, death will erupt in silence, no wonder the original book will have such an ending.

Tang Jinghong took two steps closer to Yue Buqun, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Correct your temper as soon as possible, those who practice swords must be honest with the sword and with others, if you continue like this , even without me, Senior Sister will despise you sooner or later."

After speaking, turn around and continue to go to the top of the mountain.

Yue Buqun finally couldn't help asking: "Where are you going? If you go up, you'll be thinking about the cliff, and there's nothing left."

Tang Jinghong turned around and looked at him condescendingly: "Oh. Then you can go."

Yue Buqun was choked again: "You—"

"Me, what me?" Tang Jinghong said and stretched out his hand towards Ningzhong: "It's good for senior sister to go up with me."

Ning Zhong handed over his hand in a very face-saving manner, and said softly to Yue Buqun: "Little Junior Sister told you to go back, so you go back first, Chong'er and the others are not very old, they must be lazy if no one is watching, you go and have a look." That's fine too."

Yue Buqun almost knelt down to Tang Jinghong's strong obsession to poach corners all the time, and was even more speechless at his wife's unprincipled behavior of helping Tang Jinghong, so he could only say: "At least let me, the head of the faction, know What are you going to do in Siguoya—it is Siguoya, not an ordinary place."

Because Tang Jinghong never said what she wanted to do, Ningzhong just thought it was inconvenient for her to say it, and when he was about to help her find an excuse to fool Yue Buqun, Tang Jinghong suddenly said: "I'm going to find Uncle Feng——you also know that Uncle Feng hates you, a hypocrite full of flowers and guts, if you are here, Uncle Feng will definitely not show up."

Both Ning Zhongze and Yue Buqun were a little surprised——

"Master Feng? You mean... Uncle Feng Qingyang?"

"Uncle Feng is thinking about Guoya? How do you know?"

"Guess." Tang Jinghong casually said: "Just come here to try - with Uncle Feng's martial arts, even if he encounters any danger, he will not be silent. Since there is no news of him now, he should be It's safe. And Uncle Feng's heart is attached to the Huashan Sword Sect, so he will definitely not go too far. He didn't come back in time for the martial arts competition. He might not feel that it was because of this that the Sword Sect was defeated. If you don’t feel guilty, Siguoya is a good place to hide.”

When the two thought about it, they both felt quite reasonable.

Feng Qingyang's reputation gained in the past years is not as good as that of Yue Buqun, the head of the Huashan Sword School. If he can really find this uncle, the reputation of the Huashan Sword School can also be mentioned, but After all, this one is from the lineage of Jianzong... Yue Buqun glanced at Tang Jinghong, but still felt that he should follow.

Tang Jinghong didn't bother to argue with him, so he could go up if he wanted to.

Then the three of them blew the cold wind for a long time on the top of the cliff.

After going up the mountain, Yue Buqun said a lot of high-sounding words amidst Tang Jinghong's sneering. In summary, he asked Uncle Feng to come forward to explain, and then he took Ning Zhongze and stood respectfully.

Tang Jinghong didn't care at all, wandering around, trying to find the cave split by Linghu Chong in the original book - in the cave is the most exquisite sword technique of the Wuyue Sword School and the way to break it. Sword faction is also very helpful.

After waiting for a long time, there was still no wind.

Just when Ning Zhong was wondering if Tang Jinghong's guess was wrong, Yue Buqun suddenly walked a few steps towards the cave helplessly, bowed and bowed, then turned around and told Ning Zhong that if he saw Uncle Feng, What should I say, I patted the dust on the hem of my clothes, and slowly went down the mountain alone.

Tang Jinghong had checked almost half of the mountain at this moment, looked at Yue Buqun's back and muttered: "There is self-knowledge." Then he took Ning Zhongze's hand and sat cross-legged on a stone platform beside him Up: "Uncle Feng is not a rigid person, and I don't know when he will come out, just sit and wait."

However, as soon as she finished speaking, an old man in green clothes suddenly flashed in front of their eyes.

This man was about 50 to [-] years old, his hair was a little gray, but his expression was restrained, his eyes were full of brilliance, his expression was sad, it seemed to contain infinite sadness, and when his eyes fell on Tang Jinghong, he was full of nostalgia.

Ning Zhong never expected that he would really wait, and couldn't help but said in a daze: "Uncle Feng..."

Feng Qingyang let out a long sigh, took two steps forward, and raised his hand to gently stroke Tang Jinghong's hair: "You're back—"

The voice is low, majestic but hard to conceal warmth.

Ning Zhong couldn't help but think about Tang Jinghong's disappearance a while ago—Master Feng is probably the one who tried his best to find his junior sister, but he would go all the way to find any news.

The generous palm carried the unique warmth of an elder, and at that moment, Tang Jinghong was a little moved.

Until Feng Qingyang called out a title in a low voice: "...don't shake."

Tang Jinghong: Hold the grass!Do not dump?Candy?What the hell name!

However, regarding this name, Tang Jinghong recalled it carefully. Before she learned to read and write, it seemed that she was called this name. The name Ruyiguo is also to hope that everything will go well for her, and the female disciples of the Huashan School are not ranked by seniority, so this is also considered to raise her status invisibly.

But after she started studying, she changed her name to Tang Jinghong with a strong attitude.

Although...the elders still like to tell her not to dump (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻The warmth between Feng Qingyang and Tang Jinghong did not last long, the old man quickly entered the state and began to check Tang Jinghong's Martial arts level.

The sword light was shining, coming out of nowhere, Tang Jinghong subconsciously pulled out the thousand receivers to fight.

Feng Qingyang is worthy of being the Da Dada who lives in seclusion in the back of Huashan Mountain. When Dugu Nine Swords breaks the arrow, with his deep internal strength, Tang Jinghong can't beat him at all.

At this time, Feng Qingyang also discovered that Tang Jinghong is not learning swords now, but Lao Shizi's hidden weapon mechanism poison, and he directly grabbed her cheek: "You little bastard! Back then, your master worked so hard to teach you how to learn swords, but now you But you said that you have left your swordsmanship behind? You are making it difficult for senior brother to rest under the nine springs!"

- Difficult to rest in peace ghost!After passing the Naihe Bridge, Po Meng drank the soup... Now her master can make soy sauce →_→Feng Qingyang didn't want to know Tang Jinghong's complaints, and took her hand to teach her the Huashan sword technique.

Tang Jinghong has always believed that more skills do not overwhelm her. She was very serious when she was studying Tangmen martial arts, but now that Feng Qingyang offered to give her a second exam, she has nothing to refuse.

I don’t know if it’s because of the system or the time travel, maybe it’s because she has learned Tangmen martial arts before—the martial arts in the world can be mastered, and she can learn the same thing, and she can learn other things quickly. It’s only been a year now, She can almost master "Zixia Gong" and Dugu Nine Swords, the only difference is some actual combat experience.

Although Feng Qingyang was very rude to Tang Jinghong in his usual words, in fact, he was really kind to her. He not only handed over all the Dugu Nine Swords to her, but also, as the elder of Jianzong, mediated the few remaining swords. The conflict between several sword sect disciples and Yue Buqun's Qizong lineage, Cheng Buyou brought his junior brother Cong Buqi and others back to Huashan, and enshrined Yue Buqun as the head, which made the Huashan sword sect stronger for a while. Zeng—he was willing to do these troublesome things just to let Yue Buqun pass on "Zixia Gong" to Tang Jinghong. Dual cultivation of sword and qi, using strength to beat the face of the two branches of Jianzong and Qizong.

At this time, although Feng Qingyang snatched Tang Jinghong's chicken leg, he didn't really want to give it to her, so he fought alone, and Tang Jinghong snatched the chicken leg away as expected.

The food they snatched was particularly delicious, Tang Jinghong gnawed on the chicken leg while eating the food brought by Ning Zhongze in the bamboo basket, and said with a smile: "Well, this stir-fried bamboo shoot is made by my senior sister, it tastes so good. That's great, I like it the most."

The carefully prepared meal was recognized and recognized. Ning Zhong was undoubtedly very happy, and said with a smile, "I will try something else next time."

"Fade out like a bird, it tastes like a ghost." Feng Qingyang murmured softly at the side, grabbed the wine gourd and took a sip of the wine, then tapped the chopsticks suddenly, shook his head and said: "Don't shake it, I see you I have almost learned this sword technique, and I won’t make any progress if I continue to stay on the mountain. How about it, you go down the mountain tomorrow, and don’t come back until you have practiced in the rivers and lakes for three to five years.”

Tang Jinghong turned to look at him, his eyes full of accusations, as if...as if he was the Queen Mother who broke up the Cowherd and Weaver Girl, and then turned to look at Ning Zhongze, aggrieved: "Senior sister, why do you hear that my uncle is so bad. Three five If you don't come back for a year, will you forget me and just be sweet with Brother Yue..."

Ning Zhong took Tang Jinghong's hand: "How could it be? When you come back from practice, your swordsmanship will definitely be better. Don't look down on Senior Sister Jinghong."

Tang Jinghong immediately hugged Ning Zhongze: "Aww, Senior Sister is the best!"

After waiting at the bottom of the mountain for a long time but no one was found, Yue Buqun went up the mountain to have a look: ... Make sense, little junior sister, that's my wife, don't mess around every day!