Martial arts: People are in Qixia Town, starting with a green snake with two sleeves

heavy snow splashing

A figure stood in the snow, let the strong wind beat, his green shirt fluttered, holding a three-foot green bamboo sword.

The surrounding mountains and plains are silent, not even the howling of wild animals can be heard, only the sound of wind and snow is accompanied.

In Su Xuan's mind, that figure was still echoing, that sword light that opened up the world.

Even if Immortal Yijian knelt down and practiced to the realm of Xiaocheng, and comprehended the artistic conception, but the same sword move.

Using it in my own hands, compared with the one-armed old man, it lacks a bit of flavor after all.

I'm afraid it only has [-]% of the power of the old man.

But he neglected that he had only practiced for half a month. If he was given a year and a half, or three or two years, he would definitely be able to push him into the realm of Dacheng and Consummation.

"Counting the days, it should be soon."

He muttered to himself, looking at a mountain not far away.

Without any movement, the body is slowly raised like this, like a fairy in myths and legends.

His pupils were extremely black, and there was a terrifying sharpness in the depths of the pupils, and the green bamboo sword in his hand vibrated.

as before

After this bamboo sword was washed day and night by Hunyuan Zhenqi, its quality became more and more tenacious, and its sharpness became more and more condensed.

There is also Su Xuan's sword intent, the sword is tempered, and its quality and sharpness are no less than ordinary magic weapons.

Although it can't keep up with Frost, the famous sword weapon on the magic weapon list, it is not weak.

The rising body stopped suddenly, and the green bamboo sword in his hand slashed towards the mountain not far away.

sword

Withdraw the sword

Flowing like clouds and flowing water, he didn't procrastinate, and then turned around and swept away, heading towards the outside of Cuiwei Mountain.

"Boom"

"Boom"

The mountain wind roared, and half of the mountain slid down and fell into the earth, leaving only half of the mountainside standing tall in the wind and snow.

The incision is smooth, whether it is rocks or vegetation, they are all neatly unfolded by this sword.

On this day, Su Xuan held a green bamboo sword in Cuiwei Mountain, and broke the 320 zhang mountain.

Half of the top of the mountain fell down like a thunderbolt from the clear sky, the ground trembled, and within a radius of several miles, the birds and beasts were terrified.

Even Qixia Town in the distance could feel the slightest vibration.

Even the ice on the Xiliang River was shattered a lot, making many passers-by who were crossing the river along the ice tremble with fear, and cold sweat broke out on their backs.

"My dear mother, did the ground shake just now?"

A middle-aged trader wiped the sweat from his forehead. Just now, the ice under his feet was shaking, but luckily the crack stopped upstream.

Otherwise, if the ice under my feet collapsed, I would probably be buried at the bottom of the river today and feed the river fish.

"God bless."

The vendor couldn't help speeding up his pace until he got off the ice before he heaved a sigh of relief.

"Look, what is that?"

Someone pointed at the wind and snow in the sky and shouted loudly.

When the people around heard this, they all raised their heads and looked towards the sky, only to see a black shadow moving through the wind and snow.

In a blink of an eye, there was no trace.

"What a big bird."

An old man marvels.

What kind of bird is this? It is clearly Su Xuan who is riding the wind and snow, and it landed on the roof of the inn silently.

"Shopkeeper, why are you on the second floor?"

Xiaomi looked at the man who suddenly came down from the second floor, as if he had seen a ghost.

"Aren't you practicing in Cuiwei Mountain?"

It was five days ago since Su Xuan came back last time.

"The practice is over, you can take a good rest for a while."

He smiled, went straight to the kitchen, took a comfortable hot bath, changed into a long gown, and then returned to the lobby.

"Has there been any movement in Qixia Town recently?"

Su Xuan asked.

The Gang of Beggars is known as the number one gang in the world. Although it is a little exaggerated, if you count the number of disciples, it is really the number one gang in the world.

In terms of being well-informed, even a huge organization like Six Doors can't compare to the Beggars' Gang.

"No."

Xiaomi shook his head.

(Bring some monthly tickets, flowers, brother Meng).

Chapter 44: Hulong Villa

"I have already told the brothers in this town, Zuojiazhuang, and Shibalipu that if you find any suspicious person, please send a letter to me immediately."

Xiaomi is more reliable in doing things.

Su Xuan leaned back on the chair. During this period of time, he had been obsessed with the practice of swordsmanship, and now his mood slowed down.

Then feel very tired.

"Boss, I got a message yesterday."

Xiaomi knocked on the melon seeds and said in a low voice: "I heard that Mo Xiaobao, the head of the Hengshan School, has set a wedding date and is sending out wedding invitations. He will marry a bride in Hengshan in half a year."

"Many well-known brands have already received posts."

There was a hint of envy on his face, the Hengshan School was one of the Five Sacred Sword Schools, and had a high prestige in the righteous way of the Great Ming Martial Arts.

Although it is now in decline, the skinny camel is bigger than a horse, and those who are eligible to go to Hengshan to attend the wedding of the head of the sect must be prominent figures in the rivers and lakes.

Xiaomi also wants to go, but unfortunately he can only think about it.

He is just a little beggar, although he is doing well in the branch, he is still a nobody after all.

Not qualified to go to Hengshan.

"Well, if only I could get an invitation."

Xiaomi sighed.

There was a little strangeness between Su Xuan's eyebrows, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he said secretly: "It's finally about to start."

"Isn't it just a broken house? What's there to see?"

He chuckled.

"For you, the shopkeeper, everyone looks like a broken household."

Xiaomi's eyes were sad: "But for me, the Five Sacred Sword School is already very powerful."

"Look at your worthless appearance."

Su Xuan joked: "Isn't it just a wedding invitation? It's such a big deal, I'll get you one when I'm done with this work."

"real or fake?"

Xiaomi is overjoyed.

"Nonsense, when will my shopkeeper's words not count?"

He rolled his eyes.

"Too."

Xiaomi nodded.

"By the way, who is Mo Xiaobao's bride?"

Su Xuan poured a cup of hot tea.

"It's a big deal."

Xiaomi is obviously very keen on this kind of gossip, and it sounds like a torrent of water, endless.

"I heard that she is the daughter of Mr. Tong, the largest Longmen Bodyguard Agency in Hanzhong."

"This Longmen Bodyguard Bureau is considered the No. [-] force in Jianghu, especially in the Hanzhong area. Both black and white have a lot of energy."

"It's cheap, Mo Xiaobao."

"I've heard that this Mo Xiaobao is ignorant and incompetent, it's fine if he can't do swordsmanship, and he likes to gamble very much.

Since taking over as the head, he has lost most of the Hengshan faction's family fortune, and going in and out of brothels is even more commonplace. "

"I don't know how Mr. Tong would marry his daughter to such a person."

The more Xiaomi talked, the more angry he became, as if he had some deep hatred with Mo Xiaobao.

"Come on, stop."

Su Xuandao: "I can see it, you are just jealous, jealous."

"Shopkeeper, although I, Xiaomi, am indeed jealous and jealous, but what I said is true, not fabricated out of thin air."

"Then Mo Xiaobao is really not a joke."

"I also heard that last year in Qingyuyuan, Guangyang Prefecture, because of jealousy with others, he was beaten and couldn't get out of bed for half a month."

"If it weren't for the face of the Hengshan School, I would have lost my life that time."

"Based on what you're saying, the Hengshan School might be doomed."

Su Xuan frowned.

"Probably."

Xiaomi nodded: "The current Hengshan sect is almost falling out of the category of second-rate sects."

"Shopkeeper, do you think they will send you an invitation card?"

Xiaomi suddenly said: "Who in the world doesn't know the name Lu Qinghou, the disciple of the old sword god, the young master of swordsmanship."

"That's not right."

Su Xuan said: "When the time comes, you can go there for me."

"Forget it, there's nothing left."

Xiaomi shook his head.

Su Xuan really didn't like Hengshan School's shabby settlement, and the Five Sacred Sword School was not without glory.

At its most powerful, it is enough to compete with Wudang Shaolin.

It's a pity that this is all the old Huangli calendar for who knows how many years, and the current Five Sacred Sword Sect is more and more declining than the other.

Relying on the same branches of the five mountains, they hug each other to keep warm.

Even the Songshan Sword Sect still looks good, after all, there is Shaolin next to it, if you don't be stubborn, you have already been converted by Shaolin's 72 stunts and converted to Buddhism.

However, Su Xuan was clearly overthinking.

He doesn't look down on Hengshan's shabby household, and the Hengshan faction also looks down on him, a nouveau riche.

I didn't even see the shadow of the invitation card, I'm afraid I have to go to Guo Juxia to get one.

After returning from practicing swords in Cuiwei Mountain, Su Xuan slept until noon every day before waking up, so he rested for a few days.

It can be regarded as recovering the lost mental energy.