At the foot of Huishan Mountain, there is a stream called Qinglong River.
A large two-story boat was sailing down the stream. When some smaller boats saw the large boat, they paddled from a distance toward the side of the stream, lest they block the way of the large boat.
What should I do if I don’t let go?
Anyone with a brain knows that in the vicinity of Huishan, there is only one family that can take a big boat except the Xuanyuan family.
Blocking the Xuanyuan family's boat, even if the big boat was knocked into the water to feed the fish, no Qingtian master would care.
Standing on the bow of the big ship was a slender woman wearing a narrow purple-sleeved shirt. She turned a blind eye to the small boats and bamboo rafts that were giving way in front of her. She just leaned on the string of the ship and frowned.
The news of the disappearance of Yuan Tingshan and Xuanyuan's private soldiers returned to Huishan. In the past two days, there was an undercurrent surging on Guniu Dagang, and there were all kinds of strange rumors for a while.
There are many factions within the Xuanyuan family, and the power struggles between several families are fierce, and the turmoil is getting more and more intense. Even if her eldest daughter-in-law wanted to straighten things out, what could she do if she had a father who only knew how to study? In a martial arts family, reading tens of thousands of pounds of books, how could a pair of fists that can break mountains and rocks be so convincing?
Everyone knows that Xuanyuan Jingcheng of Dafang's lineage is not only obsessed with books, but also extremely afraid of his daughter-in-law. Such a long house has long been overwhelmed by the second and third houses. Those who were originally attached to the main house People also gradually abandon their morality and change their families.
Who doesn't know that his uncle Xuanyuan Jingxuan once said publicly that "dumplings are the most delicious" and he has coveted his mother for a long time, but did his father, who only knew how to read sages' books behind closed doors, ever complain? When the power of the big house weakened, the first person to add insult to injury was Xuanyuan Jingxuan, who was obsessed with his mother.
Yuan Tingshan, who made no secret of wanting to marry her as soon as he arrived in Huishan, was very ambitious, but he was also a help. Now the eldest brother, even this only help, has disappeared.
A bamboo raft came leisurely along the stream, and a person was sitting on it, holding a book and reading.
This caused a lot of discussion among those who made way for the Xuanyuan family's ship. On this bamboo raft, there was most likely a scholar from other places who wanted to go to Huishan to express his feelings in poetry.
It is indeed an elegant thing to carry a book into the mountains, but the people of the Xuanyuan family don't care whether you are a scholar or not, let alone the disciples of the Xuanyuan family who are from all walks of life.
Huishan is a private property of Xuanyuan's family. If you want to go up the mountain, you must be a respectable person. Those who trespass on Huishan will feel aggrieved at most if they have a good ancestor at home. But if they don’t have a good ancestor, like the one on the bamboo raft, they don’t even have a maid or a book boy, and they are pitifully alone, boarding the place where fish and dragons are mixed with filth and people. Huishan, the end can be imagined.
Seeing that the bamboo raft was approaching the big ship and still showed no tendency to get out of the way, a servant behind Xuanyuan Qingfeng stepped forward and shouted in a cold voice: "Get out of the way of the bamboo raft in front of you!"
Xuanyuan Qingfeng frowned when he heard the words of the slave behind him, but did not stop him.
The people from the Xuanyuan family came quickly and domineeringly. If she hadn't been on the boat, or if there were people from other houses on the boat, the boat would have crashed forward. Who cares whether the people on the bamboo raft are dead or alive?
In Huishan, the Xuanyuan family was the unyielding local emperor.
Isn't it a capital crime to stand in the emperor's way?
Jingzhou glanced forward and then flipped through the "Xuanlu of Taishang Cave" in his hand.
The classic book in his hand was taken from Zhao Xituan's experienced Xiaoyao Guan, and it was already some years old. Most of what is recorded in the book is Taoist talisman spells, which are of the same origin as those engraved on the red armor of Zhao Kai's talisman generals, but with a little more mystery.
In addition to this "Tai Shang Dong Xuan Lv", there is also a "Deng Meng Chun Qiu".
Although "Big Dream Spring and Autumn" has a good reputation in Longhu Mountain, few people practice it. After all, this skill is too mysterious and difficult to understand. After practicing it for a lifetime, you may not be able to achieve anything famous. In the entire Wudang Mountain, except for that Did that ancestor from hundreds of years ago ever hear of who mastered this technique?
Instead of wasting time on it, it is better to go and understand the Great Huangting. After all, there is the jewel of King Chonglou of Wudang Mountain in front of him. Although the Great Huangting is difficult to cultivate, at least it is not a flower in the mist.
When he was on Wudang Mountain, although he had a chance encounter with the Taoist who was least like a heavenly master on Longhu Mountain, he could not exchange for this book just by opening his mouth, expressing his feelings, and touching him with the "History of the Golden Vase". Niubi Taoist believes that it is a secret book of secret knowledge.
He even brought out the scourge of Xu Fengnian. Although Zhao Xituan was extremely afraid of this dandy who was full of bad intentions, he just refused to let go. He threatened to go to Beiliang Prince's Palace to talk about "Su Nv Jing", which was nothing more than him. Children who have lived for decades are not safe.
On the contrary, it was "The Mysterious Laws of Taishang Cave". The old Taoist Niubi probably had a headache looking at these ghostly symbols. When he heard that he wanted to read it, he handed it over without saying a word, saying that it was when he was still on Wudang Mountain. , he protected himself from being severely beaten by the Northern Liang Crown Prince.
In the end, it was because the old Taoist was obsessed with his apprentice and wanted to use Hu Kui to hone Xu Longxiang's boxing and kicking skills that he relented, otherwise he would not have the chance to experience the mystery of "The Great Dream Spring and Autumn".
The Murong siblings and Qingniao were left by him in Xiaoyao Temple at the foot of Longhu Mountain. Although the old Niubii looked ungrateful, he was a serious and good man. Qingniao and the others stayed in the dilapidated and leaky Taoist temple. It's considered safe.
As for the simple bamboo raft under his feet, he bought it from the old Taoist with his own money.
After gliding forward for a while, Jing Zhou casually closed the Taoist classic "Tai Shang Dong Xuan Lv", which was recognized by the two sects of Wudang and Longhu Mountain as the most obscure and difficult, and said calmly: "People from the Xuanyuan family. You are really overbearing, but why should I give up this waterway to you? Just because your ship is big?"
Xuanyuan Qingfeng was already disgusted with these scholars who were seeking fame and reputation. Apart from this, what else could he do if he was full of benevolence and righteousness?
If his useless father hadn't turned a deaf ear to what was going on outside the window and only read "Books of Sages", Da Fang would not have been oppressed. When she heard the arrogant tone of the man on the bamboo raft, she immediately became angry and gritted her teeth and said, "Just rely on the sword in my hand!"
The boatmen who had given way to discuss it all shook their heads and sighed when they saw the Xuanyuan family's ship suddenly speeding up. These scholars knew a lot about the truth, but why didn't they understand the world? In this place where the mountains are high and the emperor is far away, do you really think that scholars can see officials without kneeling?
If a good man doesn't brag about his immediate losses and makes way for the Xuanyuan family, can he lose a pound of meat?
How come these people who have been studying for more than ten years don’t know this?
If you suffer a loss later, you have to lower your head and say soft words, or even plead guilty and beg for mercy. Why bother?
The best thing to do now is that if you offend the young lady of the Xuanyuan family, you won't even have a chance to beg for mercy, and you might end up falling into the river to feed the fish.
Jingzhou looked at the woman who was dressed the same as a man and had a heroic face. How could he not guess her identity?
In the entire Huishan, there is only Xuanyuan Qingfeng whose name is like a man.
"You're not a big girl, but you have a bad temper. If this were on a dry road, wouldn't you raise your hand and strike with a sword?" Jing Zhou laughed loudly, which could be clearly heard by the boatmen on both sides of the river.
My mother, this scholar is really not afraid of tigers. He dares to say such things to the young lady of the Xuanyuan family.
In Jianzhou, the young ladies of the Xuanyuan family are more prestigious than those princesses!
Now I am afraid that the scholar's body may not even be preserved.
Xuanyuan Qingfeng was furious and furious.
This bastard scholar, really thinks that the Xuanyuan family’s whip won’t hit scholars? The last time she was ridiculed in public was when she was traveling in Mianzhou three years ago. If she hadn't brought any guards with her that day and those two ragged bastards were running so fast, she would have beaten them to pieces!
She couldn't catch those two bastards, and she couldn't catch the sour scholar right in front of her?
Several Xuanyuan servants behind her drew their swords one after another with ferocious expressions. One of them couldn't hold it in anymore and shouted: "You don't know whether to live or die, now I will let you go to the water to feed the bastard!"
At this time, a strange change occurred on the river, as if a strong wind had arisen for no reason. The river current, which was not very fast at first, suddenly surged. The two-story-high ship shook violently, as if there were thousands of hands pulling back and forth on both sides.
Xuanyuan Qingfeng was limited by his mediocre talent. Although he had read all the secret books in the Qingding Pavilion, his skills were only average. At this time, he was affected by the ship, and he stumbled into the string of the ship in front. Before she could get out, With a cry of pain, he glanced behind him and saw several followers who had been vigorously trained by the family. They were swaying this way and that as if they were drunk, and fell to the deck one after another.
How can this be?
Those who are qualified to stand behind her are all elites, especially the two sword wielders. Although they are not as good as Yuan Tingshan, they are also rare masters. How can they be unstable?
The guards who seemed to be about to fall were all in trouble. Every time they tried to mobilize the Qi in their meridians, they felt a strange force coming from their feet. The internal energy in their bodies suddenly became as uncontrollable as boiling water, everywhere. Running around.
Several people were frightened and frightened. After a few breaths, their clothes were soaked with cold sweat on their backs.
Xuanyuan Qingfeng held on to the hull of the boat to prevent herself from falling. She accidentally glanced forward again and saw the sour scholar holding a book smiling half-heartedly at her.
Is this the scholar's fault?
As soon as this idea came up, Xuanyuan Qingfeng felt ridiculous. Although she was limited by her qualifications and her martial arts cultivation was not high, her vision was not low. If she wanted to be so quiet, she could cause the river to surge, even if he was that Third uncle Xuanyuan Jingxuan, who was regarded as a martial arts genius and favored by his ancestors, could not do it either.
Xuanyuan Qingfeng was puzzled, then he saw the sour scholar standing on the bamboo raft making another move. He raised his right hand slightly and moved it up slowly.
Xuanyuan Qingfeng looked puzzled.
The next moment, the big ship tipped over with a high bow and a high tail.
At this time, the boatman who was further away felt as if he had seen a ghost. A huge wave appeared out of thin air under the Xuanyuan family's big boat, lifting the bow of the big boat several feet high.
Could it be that the scholar on the bamboo raft is the Dragon Prince?
The scene in front of the servants who were originally on the big ship changed, and they rolled and fell to the ground.
Seeing that they were about to roll into the water, everyone was scared to death.
If you lose your true energy and roll into the water, wouldn't it really kill someone?
This sudden change happened in the blink of an eye. With a loud noise, the ship suddenly overturned, and figures fell from the ship into the water, causing splashes of water.
The boatmen watching from a distance clenched their oars tightly and were stunned.
The Xuanyuan family's big ship really capsized!
Jingzhou stood with his hands behind his hands and murmured: "Since the Xuanyuan family likes to watch others drink water, I will go to the bottom of the river and drink a lot of water today."
When Xuanyuan Qingfeng came to her senses, her feet had already left the deck and her body was rolling in the air.
Are you going to die?
I felt the wind in my ears, and some long-forgotten scenes came to my mind for no apparent reason.
The useless person who was ridiculed by the entire Xuanyuan family and who only studied and did not know how to practice martial arts had taught her how to read in person before and even let her ride on his neck.
When did she start to think that the so-called father couldn't be beaten with three sticks?
Did it start when her mother and her ancestors cultivated together, making Dafang a laughing stock? Or did it start when Xuanyuan Jingxuan publicly molested her mother?
Xuanyuan Qingfeng smiled sadly, the Dafang lineage would really decline in the future.
If she dies, will the useless person who only knows how to read remain indifferent?
Over the years, she has memorized the martial arts secrets in the Qingding Pavilion, page after page, book after book, hoping to find a man she can rely on in the future to revitalize the grand family lineage and recover from being consumed by his father. of glory.
Xuanyuan Qingfeng was thinking a lot, and he suddenly felt a soft force coming from his body. The scene in front of him changed again, and his feet were already on the bamboo raft.
"Are you scared?" Jing Zhou stretched out his hand and waved it in front of the heroic-looking woman.
After all, she is also someone who will become the leader of the martial arts alliance in the future. Compared with her father Xuanyuan Jingcheng who dared to ask her ancestor to ascend to heaven, her courage is really small.
"you you you……"
Xuanyuan Qingfeng stepped back, her mind confused for a moment, but the long sword in her hand was unsheathed and held in front of her.
"What kind of manners is it for a girl to fight and kill?" Jing Zhou looked around with his hand, and Xuanyuan Qingfeng felt a breeze blowing in front of him. Then he felt his hands were empty, and the Qinggang sword fell into the opponent's hand together with the scabbard.
"Are you a human or a ghost?" Xuanyuan Qingfeng swallowed. The man in front of her looked like a double ten, but his strength was beyond her imagination.
"It's broad daylight, of course it's human." Putting his sword back into its scabbard, Jing Zhou reclined on the chair at the end of the bamboo raft.
After a long while, Xuanyuan Qingfeng breathed a sigh of relief after seeing this person in purple clothes just like him, just holding a book and reading it, not doing anything excessive.
At this time, two figures came up from the water next to the big ship in the distance, holding a mast floating on the water and breathing heavily. Only then did Xuanyuan Qingfeng remember a boat of people falling into the water. She whispered to the figure reading a book and asked, "Can you rescue them?"
Jingzhou sneered: "If I were just an ordinary scholar, would I still be alive at this time? If I fell into the water, would they save me?"
Xuanyuan Qingfeng, who realized that he was in the wrong, bit the bullet and said, "But they can't die for their crimes."
If you refuse to save someone, who else will work for Da Fang in the future?
"The crime is not worthy of death? Which of these people's subordinates has not been stained with a few lives? The Xuanyuan family has done a lot of dirty things over the years." Jingzhou chuckled twice, and Xuanyuan Qingfeng lowered his head and said nothing.
My family knows their own affairs, even if the bull comes to the ancestor's cauldron, who has a clean origin?
After a while, Jingzhou said calmly: "Girl, I'm not a monk, but I don't have the kindness to build a seven-level pagoda. Life and death are for your father's sake."
