Duan Ziyu and the others walked several hundred meters away before sheathing their swords, and their hanging hearts began to fall to the ground.
If the Five Elements Flag ignores their integrity and more than a hundred people swarm forward and use poisonous water and random arrows, it will be a disaster for these three people to escape intact.
The tall old man kept chattering to himself. He blamed his senior brother for not stopping him from seeking revenge for his troubles.
The short old man is not a person who is afraid of trouble. The two brothers have few opponents when they join forces. In his more than seventy years of martial arts career, he has never experienced any big battles. But today, he finally found a leader with strong martial arts skills for our sect, so he didn't want to There are many troubles, but they should be settled as soon as they are good.
He knew his junior brother's temper best and knew that he could just let him be verbose for a while.
The three of them walked about a mile when they suddenly heard the sound of shouting and fighting in front of them. The three of them were surprised and hurried away.
When I got closer, I saw two Taoists fighting with a nun from the west.
The two Taoists were very skilled in swordsmanship, and the female nuns from the West had the upper hand. However, they were overwhelmed and surrounded by dangers. Each of them was covered in blood, and they saw that they could not survive for an hour or three.
Old Man Gao shouted: "Wudang and Emei have always been on good terms, why are their disciples fighting each other?"
The short old man shook his head and said: "These two Taoist priests are not using Wudang Kung Fu."
When Duan Ziyu heard that the trapped people were Emei disciples, he flew up and shouted:
"Sisters Emei, don't panic, Duan Ziyu is here."
With a loud voice, he picked away the long sword of a Taoist priest with one sword, thrust his head in, and opened the dustpan in his left hand to grab the other Taoist priest.
The two Taoist priests were startled and jumped back. The female nun from Ximing held on for a long time. When she saw help coming, she felt relieved. The two seriously injured people fainted and the other two female nuns shouted joyfully. :
"Duan Shaoxia, it turns out to be you, but I found you."
When Old Man Gao heard this, he was very panicked and stepped forward and said: "Several young masters, he was found by our Huashan Sect first. Now he is a member of our Huashan Sect. You, Emei, must not be unfaithful and seize him with a sword." ...Take that person."
He had a simple mind. He had heard that all the sects were searching for Duan Ziyu, and he thought that all the sects were like his brothers and wanted to snatch him to be the leader, so he made a statement in advance, otherwise with the arrogance of the Hundred Tribulations Master Tai, he would It's really a bit scary.
A little nun with a round face and almond-shaped eyes was confused when he heard this, and said curiously: "Old man, we are here to find Duan Shaoxia on the order of the master, and we are not trying to rob him. Why did Duan Shaoxia let you rob the Huashan Sect?"
When he said this, his almond-shaped eyes widened. Although he was a wounded and weak person, he was still heroic.
Old Man Gao hurriedly waved his hand and said: "Where, where, Duan Shaoxia was hired by us to be the leader of Huashan. He was not robbed, not robbed."
The round-faced boy found it even more unbelievable and said blankly: "Duan Shaoxia, what on earth is going on?"
When Duan Ziyu heard that Master Bai Jie sent his disciples to look for him, he was moved and ashamed at the same time. When the little nun asked about it, he felt his cheeks turn red and said with a wry smile:
"This senior sister, it's hard to explain this matter. Why did the senior sisters start fighting with others?"
The little nun said angrily: "Who knows where the wild Taoist came from? He drew his sword and used force as soon as he came up. He didn't tell them any reason when he asked them. His actions were frivolous and shameless."
As he spoke, his face turned red with embarrassment, and two crystal tears welled up in his eyes.
Duan Ziyu felt angry, looked at the two Taoist priests with cold eyes, slowly raised his sword and said: "I will die in my name."
A Taoist priest with a sinister look laughed and said: "Young man, you dare to act crazy in front of the Taoist Master. I think you are impatient with life. Stay away and don't hinder the Taoist Master's good deeds."
Duan Ziyu didn't even say anything, he straightened his sword and stabbed him. The two Taoist priests saw that he was young and didn't care, and they exchanged blows with him happily. After more than ten moves, the expressions of the two Taoist priests suddenly changed, as if they were facing a powerful enemy, and their swords were tightened in their hands. After a few attacks, he jumped out of the circle and shouted: "Stop."
Duan Ziyu was surprised, seeing that although the two Taoist priests were of poor character, their swordsmanship was indeed extraordinary, so he stopped for some reason.
The two Taoist priests looked at each other for a few moments, bowed and held their swords in their hands and said, "I dare not ask you which hero your revered master is?" They followed the martial arts etiquette and restrained their arrogance and anger.
Duan Ziyu was startled when he saw him being arrogant in front and respectful in the back, and replied: "I don't have a master."
The two Taoist priests looked puzzled, pondered for a moment, and then bowed and said: "Your Majesty is unwilling to inform us, and our brothers dare not force it. Because of this set of swordsmanship, we brothers don't care about anything here." After that, the two of them said He turned around and walked away quickly.
Duan Ziyu couldn't decide whether to keep the two Taoist priests for a moment. He saw the two running very fast. He was already twenty feet away when he suddenly saw a green shadow flashing in front of him, followed by two screams. The Taoist priests fell out from the left and right sides, their blood flashing, and they fell to the ground, motionless.
The green shadow flashed again, and when it came closer, the little nun with a round face shouted happily: "Master."
Duan Ziyu also took a few steps forward, bowed down to Chenchen, and choked with sobs: "Disciple pays homage to Master."
Master Bai Jie was dressed in a blue cloth monk's hat and robe, her steps were graceful, and she was not disturbed by dust. She did not have a sword hanging beside her, and it is not known what method she used to kill two old Taoists with just a raise of her hands.
She came closer, pulled Duan Ziyu up, looked at it for a while, and said with a smile:
"Good boy, I finally found you, but I'm so worried."
When Duan Ziyu saw her face full of kindness, he really didn't expect that she had killed two people just a moment ago.
Hearing the concern in her tone, just like a mother treating her son, she felt great grief in her heart and choked up her voice: "Thank you so much, Master, for caring about me. I am so embarrassed that I couldn't go to Emei to keep my appointment. I feel so ashamed."
Baijie Master Tai smiled sweetly, as pretty as a young girl, and said:
"You and I also know a little bit about your affairs. Let's talk about it after I've bandaged up the wounds of some scoundrels."
Old man Gao was worried about his boss for a long time. Seeing that Duan Ziyu and Baijie were so familiar with each other, he could no longer hold back and shouted:
"Fellow Taoist Baijie, Duan Shaoxia is already the leader of our Huashan Sect. You can't get interested just because you see him. Drag him to the Emei Sect."
Baijie was stunned and asked, "Hey, what's going on?"
The short old man coughed a few times, stepped forward and told Duan Ziyu about hiring Duan Ziyu as the leader. As for the two men hanging him on the tree, they omitted the intimidation and coercion.
Baijie couldn't help but smile and said with a smile: "The two seniors are really wise enough to recognize heroes. With Duan Shaoxia in charge of the Huashan faction, it will be just around the corner to shake up the martial arts world. The younger generation admires the two seniors for their discernment."
The short old man's face turned red, but he was quite pleased with himself. The tall old man was even more elated and wanted to dance.
The wound of a disciple named Emei in the west was wrapped up, and he saw that the sun had turned to the west, smoke was rising in the west, and the woods in the distance were dim and hazy.
Baijie said to Duan Ziyu: "It's getting late, let's find an inn to stay. I still have many things I don't know about, and I want to ask you."
The two elders of Huashan hired a carriage nearby, and the injured disciple Nishina got on it, while the other Nishino walked.
This Westerner is a master, but he is not very quick in his steps. However, the two horses galloped hard to catch up with this Westerner. The driver was so tongue-tied that he drove even more carefully.
Walking out of Xiwuli Road, we came to a small town and stayed at a "Yuping Inn". Duan Ziyu's waist bag was full of yellow gold nuggets and white pearls. When he took it out, the shopkeeper was so shocked that he peed his pants. He hurriedly vacated all the upper rooms on the second floor and prepared a vegetarian table. A table full of water and land was served.
After Bai Jie finished eating, he went up to heal his disciple Luck's wounds. Ding Zhu Duan Ziyu went to her room to meet and talk after dinner.
After dinner, Duan Ziyu went up the stairs and came to the Master Baijie's room. He said respectfully: "Duan Ziyu wants to see the Master."
As soon as the door opened, the one who opened the door was Jingsi, a close disciple of Baijie Master Tai. He made a face at him and said with a sweet smile: "Little Master Uncle, please come in."
Master Bai Jie spat: "Master uncle is master uncle, there is no difference between big and small. This child is spoiled by me, don't be surprised."
Master Baijie asked Duan Ziyu to sit down on a chair in front of her. Baijie stretched out his fingers to touch his veins. Suddenly, his fingers felt hot and they bounced up. Baijie frowned slightly and said curiously:
"Hey, what magic elixir have you taken? Emei's Shaoyang elixir is not that effective."
Duan Ziyu said: "Master Tai knows things like a god, and the disciple has indeed taken an 'Innate Good Fortune Pill'."
Master Baijie was startled and wanted to stand up, saying, "That is a treasure passed down from ancient times by the Celestial Master. How did you get it?"
Duan Ziyu recalled that that afternoon, he was practicing on a flat ground in front of the temple. After Zhang Yuzhen broke his leg, he was chased by Yan Yuan and others with no way to escape. He couldn't see it and grabbed Yan Yuan and others with Jiuyin White Bone Claws. die.
Then Wei Yixiao, Fan Yao, and King Yin Ye came to the door one after another. How come he was severely injured by King Yin Ye and was about to die. Fortunately, Zhang Chenggong rushed to scare Fan Yao and King Yin Ye away, and saved him with the Innate Creation Pill. He explained it in detail.
Speaking of Ouyang Jiu's unfortunate death at the hands of Fan Yao, his face was filled with tears and his grief was uncontrollable.
Baijie's face was filled with love and compassion, and he stretched out his hand to caress the top of his head and comforted him softly, like comforting a child who had been wronged.
She herself couldn't explain why her feelings for Duan Ziyu lingered in her heart as soon as she saw him, and she couldn't get rid of them. She had a special sense of intimacy. If it weren't for this, no one in the martial arts world would be able to kiss her. Emei, come here to look for him, lest he fail to take the Shaoyang Divine Pill on time and die from internal exhaustion.
After a while, Duan Ziyu stopped crying. He glanced over and saw Jingsi peeking at him from the side. Seeing him looking at him, he used his little finger to shave his face to shame him. He felt annoyed and embarrassed at the same time.
Baijie said: "It's strange that when I found that place, I saw a tomb built, and there were officers and soldiers guarding it. No one was allowed to get close. I heard it was Ouyang Jiu's tomb, and I thought it was some dignitary in the court. , It seems that this is a great move by Tianshijiao.”
Duan Ziyu said: "Someone built a tomb for my Uncle Ouyang Jiu?"
Baijie said: "Heavenly Master teaches Zhang Changfang that you are the emperor's master. Handling this matter is not just a matter of words. The affairs behind your uncle's death have been handled so beautifully, so you can feel more at ease.
"I have heard that Master Zhang is proud of the world, and it is your fate to treat you like this. The Innate Creation Pill and the Heavenly Thunder Sword Technique are the treasures of the Tianshi Sect. You have these two treasures at the same time. No one in the Tianshi Sect can do this." Opportunity.
"I found you this time with the intention of replenishing your internal strength and teaching you some martial arts. From the looks of it, I won't have to make a fool of myself."
Duan Ziyu stood up and said: "Since the master has such good intentions, and the disciple is willing to ask for advice, why not teach him three moves and two moves."
Baijie smiled and said: "I know that you possess the Nine Yin Magical Skills, so you don't need to learn other martial arts. I just think that the Nine Yin Manual is so profound that even a martial arts master must study it for many years before he can gain anything.
"If you want to understand the secrets of this sutra, I'm afraid I won't be able to do it even if I spend my whole life. I'm afraid that your skills are limited by your age and you won't be able to reach the top level. There are tens of thousands of people who covet the sutra, so I want to teach you some quick martial arts skills. For self-defense.
"Zhang Chenggong, Master Zhang, is an unparalleled prodigy in martial arts. Since you have been taught and taught by him, he has taught you more than I can. Your current martial arts skills are already good, but you just lack the skills and experience.
"This cannot be taught by others. I can only figure it out carefully by myself. If I can understand these two major martial arts in detail, there is no limit to what I can do. There is no need for me to behave badly, which will hinder your progress."
Duan Ziyu saw that she had no choice but to sit down, feeling slightly disappointed.
Baijie smiled, clasped his thumb and index finger, and opened the remaining three fingers slightly. He stretched out his palm like an orchid and brushed it towards him. The posture was extremely beautiful. The two of them were close to each other. Although this probing gesture was slow, it was powerful. The wind blows in my face.
Duan Ziyu was horrified, and instinctively bent his two fingers into a sword, stabbing at Baijie's palm. Baijie's fingers trembled slightly, turned slightly, and brushed towards the "Quchi" point at the end of his elbow.
Duan Ziyu's sword pointed across Baijie's "Neiguan" acupoint, and the two of them executed more than ten moves in a small area in an instant. Only then did Duan Ziyu realize that it was disrespectful to have fought with Master Tai.
In the blink of an eye, the Liequ acupuncture point on the forearm had been hit. The arm went numb and then calmed down. The internal energy of a hundred calamities was withdrawn as soon as it touched it, without sealing the acupoint.
Duan Ziyu panicked and said: "This disciple is incompetent, Master, please forgive me."
Baijie smiled and said: "Silly boy, what's the point? Since you insist on learning, just learn this 'Orchid Acupuncture Hand'."
Duan Ziyu immediately understood that Baijie was teaching him martial arts and was about to thank him. Baijie stretched out his hand to support him and said, "Just practice it as a toy."
While telling him the technique of orchid acupoint brushing, he said: "This skill emphasizes 'quickness, accuracy, surprise, and clarity. It's not difficult for you to do it quickly, accurately, and surprisingly. You have to focus on 'clearness'." ' literally.
"You must have an elegant and calm demeanor before you have mastered it. Otherwise, if you attack hard and ruthlessly, you will be judged. It is not worthy of the elegant name of Orchid."
Duan Ziyu nodded repeatedly, thinking back to Master Baijie's dozen or so moves. As expected, they were elegant and graceful, seemingly slow but actually fast, and he was extremely accurate in identifying the acupuncture points. He had mastered this Western-style technique.
At that moment, he also stretched out his fingers to form an orchid shape, flicked them in the air for a dozen times, and said with great joy:
"I didn't expect that you have such a high level of understanding. You are already 70%25 or 80%25 skilled in this orchid acupoint brushing hand."
Jingsi watched with admiration and envy.
This Orchid Acupuncture Skill was a martial art that Master Baijie practiced when he was a layman. She was the only one among the disciples to be taught it. After practicing for five years, she only had some skills in "quickness" and "accuracy". Then The words "Qi" and "Qing" were actually impossible to do. Unexpectedly, Duan Ziyu could master it as soon as he practiced, and he practiced it with great enthusiasm.
Duan Ziyu wanted to take advantage of Master Baijie's joy and ask for some more martial arts skills.
Suddenly I heard a loud banging sound downstairs, and the noise filled my ears.
Master Baijie was furious that someone dared to cause trouble in the inn where she was staying. She wanted to see if he had gained the courage to get up and walk out.
Duan Ziyu came to the stairs first and saw two Huazis and the two Huashan elders fighting together. There were more than a dozen Huazis beside them, knocking on broken bowls to help out.
The tables, chairs, bowls, and bowls had long since been broken into pieces and were littered all over the floor.
The two Huazis wielded short sticks and one of them was empty-handed. The Westerners fought hard to determine the winner.
Duan Ziyu flew down, and a dozen Huazis were afraid of his help, so they came up to intercept him. At this moment, Duan Ziyu's mind was full of orchid brushing hands. When he saw someone coming up, he brushed out his hands one after another. It was really "quick, strange, and accurate". ", Qing Dynasty" is both Western and American, and Yu Gang's footwork is extremely slippery. He only heard a thumping sound as he fell to the ground, turned around in a circle, and then brushed out his hands, but he was gone. When he calmed down and took a look, he was also surprised.
It turned out that after he brushed the acupuncture points of several people, he only thought about the Western formula of this move. He did not distinguish between friend and foe, and he used the orchid acupoint brushing hand on everyone he saw. Not only were all the members of the Beggar Clan knocked down, but also the two elders of Huashan. The disaster of pond fish.
Master Baijie nodded and smiled. For the first time, he felt that even if he had taken action himself, he could only do so, and his quick and changeable steps seemed to be inferior.
Jingsi jumped and clapped her hands and cheered loudly. His face turned red and he was extremely excited.
Duan Ziyu hurriedly patted the two old men's acupuncture points, and said in panic: "You two, don't be surprised. I was distracted and lost my hand."
The two elders stood up and dusted themselves off. Old Man Gao laughed and said: "Master nephew, we hung you up once, and you knocked us down. You repaid us with retaliation, and the two times are even."
Suddenly seeing Master Baijie frowning, he realized that he had lost his words and couldn't keep his mouth shut.
Duan Ziyu then slapped away the two eight-bag elders of the Beggar Clan. They were not knocked down by Duan Ziyu's brush, but at that time they were fighting equally with the two elders of Huashan. He was not distracted, and Duan Ziyu's orchid acupoint brushing hand was extremely fast. As a result, I was restrained by one move, and my heart was full of resentment.
Seeing Duan Ziyu apologizing repeatedly, he was even more embarrassed. The acupuncture points were relieved, and he punched out with a sigh. Duan Ziyu flicked his hand smoothly, and hit his inner gate acupoint. Immediately, his whole body was sore and numb, and he could not move.
Duan Ziyu knew that he had done something wrong again, and stretched out his hand to relieve him again. An elder next to him shouted: "Boy, you don't need to pretend to be a good person. If you have the courage, kill me, and there will be brothers from the beggar gang to avenge us." "
Baijie was furious, floated down, and said coldly: "What's so great about the beggar gang? Can they scare people with their font name? Let them go, and if you have the ability, come to Emei and ask me, Baijie, to argue."
Old Man Gao interjected: "And we, the two elders of Huashan, haven't had enough fun today. Let's try again another day."
Duan Ziyu stretched out his hand to brush away the acupuncture points of the two people, turned around and asked the short old man:
"What's going on? Is there any dispute between our sect and the Beggar Clan?"
The short old man smiled bitterly and said: "It didn't happen before, but now it does. These people come here to look for you with the name of the leader. Do you think that the name of the leader of our Huashan Sect is not allowed to be mentioned casually.
"Besides, they are not looking for you to steal your scriptures. Our brothers argued with him and took action without even saying a few words."
Duan Ziyu suddenly felt enlightened and couldn't help but laugh or cry. How can a leader of a faction be compared with an emperor and ask others to avoid it? It's probably because the two elders drank too much and deliberately caused trouble for fun.
In recent years, after the death of the previous head of the Huashan Sect, Shen Jizi Xian Yutong, at the Great Bright Summit, the reputation of the Huashan Sect in the martial arts world has plummeted, and most of the Huashan Sect's disciples are not taken seriously by others when they travel around the world.
The Beggar Clan has always been the largest gang in the world. Although it has not produced top masters in recent years, it has many disciples spread all over the country. It is on par with Shaolin and Wudang, but no one dares to underestimate it. Therefore, with this After meeting the two elders of Huashan, the two elders of Babou behaved in a very rude manner. How could the two elders of Huashan be willing to accept this? If they disagreed, they met with each other.
The two Babao elders were very happy when they heard that the young man who had knocked them down was the person the gang was looking for. They also heard that the two elders of Huashan were called the leader, but they felt lost in the fog and thought to themselves:
"This kid has nothing to do with the Huashan Sect. Although the Huashan Sect is in decline, how can we invite such a young boy to be the leader?"
After thinking about it carefully, I suddenly realized that this matter was not trivial, and maybe there was a conspiracy of the boss hidden in it.
Thinking of this, the elder surnamed Ge said: "This must be Duan Shaoxia, can you lend me a moment to speak?"
Duan Ziyu was quite happy to see that his hostility was gradually disappearing. He and Shi Qing were very close to each other, and they loved each other as much as they loved each other. He did not want to offend a member of the beggar gang for no reason, so he immediately responded: "I will obey the order."
The two elders of Huashan were busy trying to stop him, but Baijie said coldly: "It doesn't matter, since the Emei sect is here, I don't dare to play any tricks even if I don't care about them."
Elder Ge's face was filled with anger, but he did not dare to speak out to contradict him.
Baijie is the strongest person in the martial arts in recent years. Even the great monks of Shaolin Temple and the Xixia of Wudang Sect are very polite. Although the Beggar Clan is big, they don't dare to make such a strong enemy easily. He suppressed his anger and turned around. Walk out of the inn.
Duan Ziyu then came to a tree. It was already past the autumnal equinox, the night dew was heavy, the air-conditioning was thick, and the crescent moon appeared and disappeared in the dark clouds, making the night even more melancholy.
Just as Elder Ge was about to speak, the wind roared under the tree, and a row of cold arrows were shot like obscene arrows.
As soon as he heard the sound of the wind, he knew that it was a powerful crossbow. Duan Ziyu made a "kites flying into the sky", jumped up, bent his body, and suddenly rushed towards the place where the arrow was fired.
There was a flash of white light in the darkness, and a sword came at an angle. Duan Ziyu's left hand formed a claw and grabbed the sword.
With a click, the tip of the sword broke. Duan Ziyu raised his hand, and the tip of the sword passed through the man's throat. The light of the sword appeared again on the right side. Duan Ziyu slapped his right palm and hit the back of the sword. The man could not hold it, and the sword The disease sank into the ground, and the man jumped back in fear.
It turned out that Duanzi's body was not swaying, his feet were motionless, his arms clicked, as if they were equipped with springs, and suddenly lengthened by half a foot, and his five fingers penetrated into the bones, and the man let out a shrill scream, and his head was like a ghost in the quiet night. The howling owl looks particularly terrifying.
Duan Ziyu pulled out his fingers, which were covered with blood and brains.
Several figures jumped up in the darkness and fled to the west. These people were frightened by Duan Ziyu's anger and knew that it would be difficult to succeed, so they fled to the west, leaving Duan Ziyu unable to catch up.
Duan Ziyu was suddenly attacked secretly and became extremely angry. After killing two people, he was blown by the night wind and his mind became clearer.
Although he saw people running away, he was unwilling to kill such young people.
Suddenly I saw a figure flashing quickly, like lightning and thunder. As the flash flashed, there was a scream. Within a moment.
The figure suddenly disappeared, and in the moonlight only the thin figure of Master Bai Jie could be seen coming slowly. Duan Ziyu knew it was her who took action and wiped out all the enemies.
Seeing her ghost-like movement and devastating martial arts, I couldn't help but feel my skin tremble. It was hard to believe that these were actually human martial arts.
Baijie said loudly: "Master Duan, are you okay?"
Duan Ziyu said: "Thank you, Master, for your help. I hope you are safe, my disciple."
Baijie said bitterly: "Those useless people from the Beggar Clan have resorted to such dirty methods."
Duan Ziyu really wanted to defend the Beggar Clan, but he also had doubts about the boss in his heart.
If Shi Hongshi and the Seven-hand Boy hadn't intercepted him, he would have never believed that they could do such a thing as he had always heard about the chivalry of the Beggar Clan. But now he couldn't help but doubt it. He suddenly thought of the gentle and pleasant Shi Qing. My heart was in great pain, and I was speechless.
A scream came, and the two elders of Huashan and Jing Siji were seen fighting with the Beggar Clan. Jingsi was dancing with his long sword, fighting alone against more than a dozen members of the Beggar Clan, and actually gained the upper hand.
The two elders of Huashan attacked the second elder of the Beggar Clan with all their strength. The second elder of the Beggar Clan was not as good as the two elders of Huashan. At this moment, they felt guilty and unfocused. They were beaten to the left and right and were surrounded by dangers.
Duan Ziyu shouted: "Everyone, stop." This shout was not loud.
Everyone felt that this tone was very majestic and had the bearing and demeanor of a leader, so they stopped in unison.
Duan Ziyu looked at the second elder of the Beggar Clan and said slowly: "How do you two explain it?"
The two elders felt their hearts tremble at the sight of him. They felt that his eyes were as sharp as a knife, penetrating into their viscera, and they couldn't help but lower their heads and remain silent.
The old man Gao said: "Master, what else can you say? They must have wanted to seize the scriptures, but they couldn't do it, so they did it secretly. Hey, you Beggar Gang really looks down on our Huashan Sect."
Jingsi agreed: "The old man is right, the Beggar Clan is also a famous sect, and they will resort to such despicable and dirty methods. It's a shame, it's a shame."
Baijie pretended to be angry and said: "The kid's family talks so much. We are all martial arts seniors here, so there is no room for you to interrupt."
Jingsi was not afraid, he smiled, and stared at Duan Ziyu's handsome and solemn face with his wonderful eyes.
After hearing Jingsi's words, the second elder of the Beggar Clan felt a little more uncomfortable than if he had killed himself. Elder Ge suddenly raised his head and said proudly: "Duan Shaoxia, can you believe me when I say that this matter has nothing to do with our gang?" Duan Ziyu said nothing.
Elder Ge said sadly: "That's all, we came here with good intentions, but we were framed unexpectedly. Now we are in a place of suspicion and it is difficult to explain. Let's use this blood to clear our name."
He raised his stick to hit his Tianling Cap, and the members of the Beggar Clan exclaimed in unison. An elder on his left stretched out his hand to grab it, but he couldn't reach it.
Duan Ziyu's figure flashed quickly, and the "Orchid Finger" with his left hand hit the "Jianzhen Point" on his shoulder. He pinched the short stick with his right hand. Elder Ge was startled, and suddenly felt that there was something in his hand. He lowered his head. At first glance, it turned out to be his own short stick. When he looked again, Ziyu had already retreated to his original position.
When he was brushed by Duan Ziyu for the first time, he felt very angry in his heart. Now he realizes that even if he practices for ten more years, he will not be able to avoid this gentle brush.
Duan Ziyu smiled and said: "Duan believes that this matter has nothing to do with your gang, please leave."
Elder Ge cupped his hands and said, "Thank you very much, Master Duan, for your trust. I will report back to the leader of our gang and explain to Master Duan after the matter is fully investigated."
Then he turned around and said, "Master Tai, can you tell me the martial arts skills of these people of unknown origin?"
Baijie said coldly: "Under my command, how can I allow a rat to use three moves and two moves? I have no comment."
This statement was extremely arrogant, but everyone felt that it was true. These people probably lost their lives to her lightning-quick killer before they had time to use martial arts.
Elder Ge sighed and said goodbye, and the group of people disappeared listlessly into the night fog.
Duan Ziyu, Baijie and others returned to the inn, and Baijie called Duan Ziyu to the room.
She is a monk, has profound cultivation, and has long since given up on sexual thoughts, and Duan Ziyu is a junior, so even though it is late at night, she does not avoid the suspicion of men and women.
Under the light, Baijie meditated for a long time, tapping the table with her fingers, her eyebrows furrowed, as if she was meditating on something difficult to understand. Duan Ziyu stood by the side, silent, for fear of disturbing her contemplation.
Jingsi was young and had minor injuries on his body. He had already gone back to his room to rest. In a large guest room, there were only the crisp sounds of fingers tapping on the table and the crackling of lights.
Baijie finally said: "Master Duan."
Duan Ziyu said: "Master Tai, don't call me Sect Leader, just call me Yu'er."
Baijie looked at him intently for a while, then smiled and said: "I don't dare to do that. You and I are the leader of the same sect. Although Baijie is arrogant, he is not so arrogant. Even if he doesn't call you the leader, he should call you 'Mr. Duan' That’s it.”
Duan Ziyu shed tears and said: "This disciple lost his parents when he was young and was not lucky enough to see his parents in person. But somehow, when he sees his master, it feels like he is seeing his mother."
A blush suddenly appeared on Baijie's pale face. Although she had undergone a great change in love, she was still a virgin. If others compared her to her mother, she would definitely regard it as teasing and humiliation, and the killer would immediately come out. Take that man's life.
It can be seen that Duan Ziyu's look of admiration made him feel a little embarrassed, but a strange kind of affection welled up in his heart, and he was speechless for a moment.
Duan Ziyu realized that he had made a mistake and quickly bowed his head and said: "Disciple Meng Lang made a mistake, Master, please don't blame me."
Baijie took his hand and said, "Yu'er." The two hands were held together, like mother and son, and there was no longer any barrier.
Baijie pulled him to sit down and asked, "Yu'er, who were the two Taoists who fought with you during the day?"
Duan Ziyu said in confusion: "I don't know many martial arts of various schools, so it's difficult to judge."
Baijie muttered: "These people are really evil, and they go against all the martial arts sects for no reason, no matter the underworld, the white way, the orthodox sect, or the devil's sect, they are all ruthless.
"I have been investigating for several months, but I can't find any clues. It seems that the martial arts is in chaos. You are appointed as the leader of Huashan, but you have a heavy responsibility on your shoulders."
Duan Ziyu said with a smile: "It's ridiculous that I came to be the leader. The situation at that time was so restrictive that I had to agree to the two elders. In the past few days, I have been waiting for an opportunity to return the original jade as the leader. Who really wants to be the leader."
Baijie said sternly: "Yu'er, this is wrong. In our martial arts world, we promise the most. We must keep our words and be resolute in our deeds. Only then can we not lose our chivalrous demeanor. We will not hesitate to kill ourselves for a word we believe." If you can go back on your word, you will make yourself fatter."
Duan Ziyu smiled bitterly: "Master Tai's blame is right, but Huashan is ranked among the six major sects, and there are no shortage of experts in the sect. I first entered the world, and I don't know how I can be the leader. How can I be such a leader? How about the mess that happened later? , it’s better to be more self-aware and keep a low profile.”
Baijie Jiyan said: "What you are worried about is human nature, but I blame you wrongly.
"However, the talents of the Huashan Sect are withering. Although there are many disciples in the sect, there are not even half a master. If this were not the case, the two elders would not go out of their way to recruit talents in this way.
“Actually, it’s not just the Huashan sect, but also the two major sects of Kongtong and Kunlun.
"Our Emei sect is even more lacking in successors. There are many Shaolin Wudang masters. Several eminent monks and Wudang heroes are all seniors, and they all have great positions.
"But the Shaolin Temple has been closed for many years, and few people have heard about the affairs in the Jianghu. The Wudang Xixia has a deep connection with the Demon Sect. They defend themselves silently on Wudang Mountain. The affairs in the martial arts have become our Emei sect's fault. Over the years, I'm really tired too.
"If you take charge of the Huashan Sect, you can help me solve my problems.
"Besides, in recent months, another force seems to have emerged in the world. Its movements are erratic and its strength is quite worrying. In these troubled times, it is a good time for men to make contributions. How can the male fly in the sky and the female crouch in the grass?"
Duan Ziyu was so moved by her impassioned words that her blood surged, and she clapped her hands and said:
"I will live up to my master's high expectations and serve the martial arts world."
At first he was disheartened and couldn't bear to worry about anything, but now he seemed to see hope again and was extremely excited.
Baijie took out a sandalwood box from his luggage, took out two short swords, and said:
"Yu'er, I can't congratulate you for becoming the head of Huashan. I will give you this treasure."
Duan Ziyu took a closer look and saw two daggers, one with a flat head and no tip, and the other with a very short guard. Upon closer inspection, it looked like a broken long sword. I don't know why.
Baijie said with a smile: "More than a hundred years ago, there was a popular saying in the martial arts world, which is called 'The supreme king of the martial arts world, the precious sword slays the dragon, and it cannot come out from the sky, who can compete with it?' The dragon-slaying sword has long since disappeared, and the Heaven-Slaying Sword is the one." These two broken swords.”
Duan Ziyu's heart was shocked. He was familiar with this public case. He remembered that the entire martial arts world was like flies and ants gathering for these two swords. They were happy to die and fought in bloody battles. I don't know how many people lost their lives and lost in the fight. .
Now that I see this sword with my own eyes, it is sadly placed in a box and lifeless. When I imagine all the cruel scenes back then, I can't help but sigh with emotion.
The Baijie Master continued: "This Yitian Sword and the Dragon-Slaying Sword were forged by Yang Guo, the great hero of the Condor Dynasty, who melted a black iron sword. The end is very sharp and can be ranked among the 'Generals' and 'Eunuch's." List.
"But martial arts people value it not because it is a magic weapon, but because there is a unique secret hidden in each sword. It is the 'Nine Yin Manual' you own."
Duan Ziyu was shocked, secretly thinking that he had been attacked repeatedly since his debut, and most of it was due to this. As the saying goes, "Everyone is not guilty, but he is guilty of having a jade." I don't know how dangerous it will be in the future.
Master Baijie continued: "This Yitian Sword was originally passed down by my Emei ancestor Guo Xiangguo Nvxia. Over the past hundred years, although it has changed owners several times, God finally opened its eyes and it finally belongs to me in Emei. It's just that the artifact was robbed. Become useless.
"I took over the Emei sect and searched for skilled craftsmen all over the world. I wanted to continue it as before, but no one expected that no one could connect it to the sword. I really don't know what magical skills Master Yang used to forge this sword. It's fascinating to think about it. .
"In desperation, I had to attach a hilt to this half of the sword blade and use it as two daggers.
"I give it to you now. It may be useful in times of crisis. Or maybe you have a good chance and can restore this sword to its old perspective and regain the power of the divine weapon."
Duan Ziyu picked up the flat-headed dagger, stretched out his fingers and flicked the sword's spine, and the sound of the dragon's roar was loud, clear and exciting, and it was really beautiful.
Duan Ziyu exerted his inner strength, and half of the sword was filled with purple energy, as if it was injected with vitality. Duan Ziyu was very excited, and he danced with the sword. The room was filled with sword light, and the sword energy was vertical and horizontal. When he reached the extreme, the wind and thunder on the sword The sound was faintly roaring, just like a small dragon moving through the clouds and spreading rain.
Baijie clapped his hands and cheered, and was amazed in his heart. Emei's swordsmanship is as famous as Wudang's swordsmanship, and it is the best in the country. Although Shaolin Temple has been the leader in martial arts for hundreds of years, swordsmanship is not its strongest point. Therefore, Emei and Wudang have many disciples. Excellent swordsmanship.
Now when I see Duan Ziyu's swordsmanship, it is open and closed, upright, and the changes in Yin and Yang and the five elements are numerous and profound. It seems that the swordsmanship I have learned is not up to this.
"Perhaps it is only the Tai Chi sword technique that Zhang Sanfeng created after years of hard work and more than a hundred years of practice in his later years. She has heard the name of this set of Tianlei sword technique for a long time, and now she can get a glimpse of it, which is great. Heartbroken.
Duan Ziyu finished a set of sword skills, his face was slightly sweaty, and for the first time he felt extremely comfortable all over his body, as if his skill had improved.
He bowed and said with a smile: "Yu'er makes mistakes and plays tricks on others. It will make the Fang family laugh."
Baijie smiled and said, "You are too modest. Red pink is given to beauties, and swords are given to martyrs. It is most appropriate that you should be the master of such a divine weapon."
Duan Ziyu thanked Master Baijie and returned to the room happily holding the sandalwood box.
The two elders of Huashan had been waiting in his room for a long time. They were extremely excited when they saw that Ping Kong had obtained such a treasure. They knew that although this thing was broken, it was still a treasure in the martial arts world. They were willing to give it to each other after a hundred tribulations. It was unbelievable at first.
Late at night, the autumn rain began to fall. Duan Ziyu sat cross-legged and moved, and fell into meditation in a moment. The dense purple air in his Dantian condensed into a ball the size of a dove egg, shaped like a pearl, and the light was unusually bright. It illuminated the internal organs thoroughly, and he looked back and entered. The photo is clear and unobstructed, as if looking through from a distance.
There was a slight sound on the window lattice. To others, it was no different from the sound of rain. At most, they thought it was a louder sound of raindrops.
But in his ears, this slight sound was as different from the sound of rain as the sound of spring thunder and the sound of a dragon. He knew it was different, but he was fearless. What's more, it was difficult to eliminate the loneliness, and he wished that there would be some excitement in the sky.
He spent the long night sitting still, not even picking up the sword hanging on the wall.
Unexpectedly, after the first sound, silence returned as usual. After a while, another sound came, but no one was seen and there was no other abnormality.
Duan Ziyu couldn't help feeling a little horrified, and secretly asked, "Is Zhemo haunted?"
Ouyang Jiu often told stories about fairy foxes and ghosts when he had nothing to do. After listening to them a lot, he actually began to believe in these illusory things. There were already some ghosts in the rainy night, and with the addition of these two weird noises, He couldn't help but feel angry.
Although Zhang Changshang taught him the Heavenly Thunder Sword Technique, the Heavenly Master taught him how to draw talismans and pinch ghosts, and he didn't learn anything about how to conquer gods and catch ghosts.
With a thought in his heart, he dipped his fingers into the inkstone on the table and dipped some black water into it, and smeared it on his face, thinking to himself: "Ten ghosts and nine uglies, let's see who is uglier, you or me."
Thinking about how frightened the ghost would be when he saw an uglier "ghost" than him when he came in, he felt quite proud at the same time. He was very determined in his heart and vowed to compete with the ghost in terms of "ugliness".
After a while, the window pane opened slightly, but I couldn't see what was doing it.
Duan Ziyu concluded that it must be a ghost, and he was very impressed. He didn't expect that this "ghost" was also so careful. Maybe he was a cunning ghost who seemed to be difficult to deal with.
After the window pane was opened, a black shadow slipped silently from above. Duan Ziyu had very good night vision, and it was obvious at a glance that he was a tangible person. Although he felt more at ease, he also felt slightly disappointed.
I don’t have the chance to compete with ghosts for being “beautiful and ugly”.
The black figure was very fast and had entered through the window in an instant. When he stood still, Duan Ziyu was shocked. The person who came was actually Situ Mingyue, the master of the Mingjiao Dizi Sect.
After Situ Mingyue stood still, she listened attentively for a while. Duan Ziyu knew that she was looking for her sleeping position, so he breathed slightly heavier so that she could hear him.
Sure enough, Situ Mingyue moved when she heard the sound, quietly moved her lotus steps, and came slowly.
It was a starless and moonless night. It was pitch dark indoors and outdoors. He could not tell his fingers when he stretched out his hand. When Duan Ziyu saw Situ Mingyue cautiously walking on thin ice, he realized for the first time that there were no more funny things in the world than this. If he hadn't tried his best to endure it, he would have been there long ago. He laughed out loud.
When Situ Mingyue came closer, Duan Ziyu suddenly shook the fire stick and leaned forward. The two people's faces were facing each other for an instant, and the tips of their noses almost touched.
The fire in the room flashed brightly. Before Situ Mingyue could see clearly what was going on in the room, he suddenly saw a black and white, ferocious and ugly face appearing in front of him. Even though she was good at martial arts and very brave, Jing Ke was coming to the west this time. Qiang Qin's courage was so frightened that he screamed "Wow!" and fell two steps, almost fainting.
Seeing her horrified look, Duan Ziyu could no longer hold back and laughed loudly.
This extremely sad scream and hearty laughter were mixed together, and it spread far away, making it even more sad and terrifying.
Situ Mingyue had just recovered from the shock. When she heard the laughter, she knew it was Duan Ziyu. She came here to avenge her shame, but unexpectedly she was teased by him again, and she felt ashamed and angry to death.
He said sternly: "How dare you, little thief!" A sharp dagger in his hand struck him in the face, with the force of a mad tiger, slashing and stabbing indiscriminately, all death-defying moves.
Duan Ziyu laughed uncontrollably and did not fight back. As soon as she stabbed him, he suddenly moved his body and the dagger disappeared. This skill of horizontal hand movement is recorded in the Jiuyin Manual. Wei Yixiao and King Yin Ye could not do anything about it, and Situ Mingyue could only bear the burden.
Duan Ziyu smiled and moved around, holding the fire folding piece high in one hand, as if he was afraid that the fire would go out and Situ Mingyue wouldn't be able to see him.
Just at this moment, the door of the room opened, and Master Baijie broke in and shouted: "Yu'er, what's wrong with you?"
When she saw the situation in the house, she was shocked. Even though she had extensive knowledge and experience, she didn't know what was going on.
The two elders of Huashan and the disciples of Emei also arrived one after another, but all of them, like Master Baijie, found the scene strange and unbelievable for the first time.
Old Man Gao scratched his head and said, "Could it be that the wife beats the husband? Well, by the way, it must be the wife beating the husband, so the husband would be so happy."
The group of people laughed heartily, but they all felt that there was some truth in it. Although he didn't understand what was going on, he was convinced when he saw that Duan Ziyu was not dangerous at all. He just felt that his wife was too fierce. How could a couple fight with such real swords and guns to risk their lives.
Baijie and the short old man knew something was fishy, but they just watched on the sidelines with smiles.
When Duan Ziyu saw Master Baijie and his group come in, he felt very embarrassed. He also saw that Situ Mingyue's handsome face was as swollen as a purple liver, so he knew that the joke was too big.
Seeing the dagger stabbing him, he did not dodge. He flicked out his orchid hand with his left hand. Situ Mingyue's veins went numb and he couldn't hold the dagger. With a clang, it flew over Duan Ziyu's shoulder and penetrated into the wall. The hilt of the sword was still buzzing. Buzzing.
Situ Mingyue felt as cold as death for a moment, and said to himself: "That's all, no matter how many years I practice, I won't be as good as this little thief. I'll avenge this in the next life."
With a flick of his left wrist, he pulled out a dagger from his sleeve and stabbed his chest quickly.
Duan Ziyu shouted: "No." With a click, his arm suddenly stretched out, and with a flick of his little finger, he brushed off her dagger again. This hand was a combination of "Nine Yin White Bone Claws" and "Orchid Acupuncture Hand" In one piece, he fished it out with his left hand and grabbed the dagger in his hand.
Situ Mingyue's eyes were about to burst, and fire was about to burst out of his eyes, and he shouted:
"Little thief, isn't it enough for you to humiliate me? What else are you waiting for?" His voice was trembling and almost silent.
Only now did Old Man Gao see Situ Mingyue's face clearly, and he said in surprise: "Hey, isn't this the little witch from the Demon Cult?"
When Baijie heard this, his long eyebrows stood up and he sneered: "If you dare to be rampant here, you will die."
Without shaking his body or moving his hands, strong wind shot out from the bottom of his sleeve, and a small hidden weapon suddenly hit the "ancestral aperture" point between Situ Mingyue's eyebrows. The tall old man and the short old man cheered in unison: "What a magical finger snapping skill."
Even on ordinary days, Situ Mingyue would never be able to avoid Baijie Shitai's invisible and extremely fast finger snapping technique.
At this moment, she only wanted to die quickly, not to dodge. Seeing the hidden weapon flying towards her, she felt extremely happy.
With a "bang" sound, Duan Ziyu drew out his sword to intercept the hidden weapon. Since the hidden weapon was issued by Master Baijie, it was disrespectful for him to intercept it with the sword, and he did not dare to break it into pieces. ", Fu, No, Tai" Western style, dip the concealed weapon on the tip of the sword, and spin it around, gradually reducing the power of its first impact.
Everyone cheered in unison, and Baijie even nodded and smiled, not feeling dissatisfied at all.
After turning it around for more than ten times, Duan Ziyu flicked the tip of his sword and took the hidden weapon in his palm. He saw that it was a smooth Buddhist bead, which was worn by Master Bai Jie. He hurriedly held it up in front of Bai Jie with both hands. Said: "Master, don't blame me."
Baijie took it easily, the smile in his eyes became even brighter. He said: "No, I am too busy. Head Duan is here. Head Duan should make his own decision."
She was deeply worried that Duan Ziyu was too young and would not be respected by others, so she treated him with great respect in front of others.
Situ Mingyue closed her eyes for a long time, and there was a loud buzzing sound in front of her eyes, but it didn't hit her yet. It was just a moment, but to her it was longer than a lifetime, and all the happy things in her life came to her mind one after another. , suddenly she felt the infinite terror of death, and a voice deep in her heart shouted:
"I don't want to die, I don't want to die."
