The situation in the Southern Wulin is generally fragmented. In the hinterland, there is the Wenfeng Valley, the southern branch of the Confucian Sect and the Mingde Confucianism, and at the junction with the Central Plains is the jurisdiction of the Daozhen lineage of the Dao Sect.
Among the established forces, the Yanshan Iron Clan is more famous, and among the aristocratic families, the Zi Palace Family is the most prominent.
There are a few good emerging forces, such as the Dharma Sect established by Yin Moxiao; the Huangcheng established by Xiao Zhenyue; and the Fist Domain established by Nine Finger Heroes.
Among them, behind the boxing domain is the Daozhen lineage.
Of course, this is all evaluated from Lin Chongyang's perspective. Some forces belong to the bottom in the innate circle, but in the world of martial arts, they are legendary sects with jurisdictions of dozens or even hundreds of miles.
Whether it is strong or weak, or the scale of its influence, everything is relative.
When passing by Wenfeng Valley, Lin Chongyang and Ji Wuxia took a look. Well, Zong Hengzi was not there. According to Mo Pingxiao, he went out to visit friends some time ago.
The area under Wenfeng Valley's jurisdiction is maintained in an orderly manner, while outside the area, things are planned to be subtle and subtle. No wonder they dare to go out often.
After giving lectures to everyone for several days, the two left and continued south.
Before leaving, Lin Chongyang left a mission to ask Wenfeng Valley to pay attention to the person named Liuhuo Canglong and report it to the headquarters immediately once discovered.
The plan to create the sky and the catastrophe in March. Although Lin Chongyang felt that Liuhuo Canglong might not have the courage to cause chaos, there was no guarantee that he would be so confident that he was invincible and stir up trouble in the Southern Wulin arena.
Especially after returning from the realm of destruction, Chief Lin felt that this was entirely possible.
Ji Wuxia said that he was completely over-concerned. The lingering power of the sword review conference on the sea of swords in the past was still there, and the sword marks were still engraved on the sword monument. Whenever a conspirator wants to jump out and cause chaos, he must do some on-the-spot investigation. .
After the inspection is completed and the gap between them is understood, there is a high probability that they will choose to suspend their actions. Even if they really want to cause chaos, they have to wait until he leaves office before making plans.
Lin Chongyang was noncommittal about this, and no one could say for sure what would happen in the future.
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The Southern Region is the best in the world.
The sun was shining brightly and the breeze was gentle. The man in blue shirt gently stroked his sleeves, and his fingers fell on the strings of the guzheng. He vibrated, pressed, slid and rubbed, and the melodious music began to sound.
If the sound of the kite is tight, it is like a heavy rain knocking on the steps; if the sound of the kite is slow, it is like the gentle rain blowing on the tung trees; if the sound of the kite is high, it is like the snow blowing in the late wind; when it is stretched, it is like the breeze blowing on the willows.
In the courtyard, a woman was wearing a light pink gauze skirt and holding an ink-colored sword in her hand. She was dancing to the sound of the zheng, her skirt flying in the air, and her graceful posture like rolling clouds.
"In the past, there was a beautiful lady named Gongsun. She danced with her sword and moved her weapons in all directions. The spectators were as depressed as the mountains, and the heaven and earth were depressed for a long time."
Jiang Nan Chunxin, who was sitting in front of the table, was reciting a poem at the moment. His nimble fingers were playing the strings of the zither, which combined with the cool sword dance, filled the world with a different kind of atmosphere:
"Huo Ruyi shoots the nine sunsets, and he is as powerful as a group of emperors and a dragon flying. It comes like thunder to calm down its wrath, and it ends like the clear light of the river and sea."
at this time!
The subtle fragrance spreads with the wind, and the snowflakes fall from the sky, crystal clear, like jade butterflies.
"The rhyme of the love letter in the spring snow is narrow, the wine glass is long to relieve sorrow and boredom; the sword dance chases the waves together, the moon and the sun shine together."
In the swirling snow, a blue and white figure came through the wind and snow. As the snow waves rolled, the cold light of Qingfeng suddenly appeared. He was held in the hand of the person who came. In an instant, the sword light flashed and the stream of light danced.
Another figure followed closely behind, stepping onto Tianxiapin.
The visitor transformed into a long eucalyptus, sat in front of the eucalyptus, and placed a guqin on the eucalyptus. After looking at Jiangnan Chunxin, Lin Chongyang raised his fingers to lightly pick the strings.
Zheng!
The harmonious sound of the zither and zither rises and falls, sometimes as gentle as a flowing spring, sometimes as fast as a waterfall, sometimes as clear and crisp as beads falling on a jade plate, and sometimes as low as a whisper.
In the snow, the two people dancing swords were like flowers separated by mist, hazy, misty, flashing with different colors, but looking out of reach.
The Tairuoshan Sword in Ji Wuxia's hand, along with the sound of the piano, drives the Crow Nine Sword in Leng Yan's hand, combining hardness and softness. The sword blades clash and collide several times, emitting the sound of Qingyue swords and the harmonious sound of zithers and zithers.
It’s been a while since I last saw Leng Yan’s swordsmanship making great progress.
During the sword dance, Ji Wuxia also helped her make up for her shortcomings. For various reasons, the two quickly became good friends after getting acquainted in the past year, and they would write letters to each other on weekdays.
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However, the most intriguing thing is the relationship between Leng Yan and Jiang Nanchunxin, which seems to have taken a slight step forward.
After the song was played, Leng Yan, after signaling to Lin Chongyang, pulled Ji Wuxia into the room, leaving the space in the courtyard for the two of them. Obviously, they all had topics to talk about.
Jiangnan Chunxin put away the guzheng and started to make tea. Lin Chongyang, who also put away the guzheng, sat opposite and said with a smile:
"Brother Jiangnan, when are you and your friend going to get married?"
He can be regarded as someone who has experienced it now. Some things can be seen from the clues. Whether it should be said or not, his friend's progress is much faster than that brat Cheng Lin.
"Ahem—" Jiang Nan Chunxin almost lost his temper at the sudden question.
He said angrily: "It can't be that fast."
Having said that, it can also be heard that the two of them have taken that extremely critical step.
Kaiwu Tiangong is not a fool. After getting along for a long time, you will naturally discover something. He and Leng Yan's life form are the same, have common hobbies, and have complementary personalities.
Moreover, he liked the feeling of the two of them getting along very much, which made him feel very relaxed, and the look and feel was no less than that of sucking a cat.
Correspondingly, Leng Yan never returned to Aofeng, which from a certain point of view was very revealing. So, on a sunny day, the two revealed their feelings to each other, and it was a matter of course.
"Ha, then I would like to congratulate these two friends in advance." Lin Chongyang chuckled.
Jiangnan Chunxin did not continue this topic: "Brother Lin, is there something wrong here?"
"This visit is because of an important matter, and I need to ask Brother Jiangnan for help."
"Let me guess, it shouldn't be that the sword is broken, right?"
"no."
"Was the Wanxiang Zhenzang collapsed?"
"No."
"Brother Lin brought back special products from the Realm of Destruction?"
"This matter is not important."
"So, what's going on?"
Lin Chongyang took the tea cup from his friend and said, "Brother Jiangnan, are you familiar with the master of Wanyi Shang Castle?"
"Master of Green Castle? We have a little friendship, right? A few years ago, his daughter came here to have a sword fight with me."
At the same time as he spoke, Jiang Nanchunxin also poured himself a cup of tea.
"It's easy to talk about our friendship. I wonder if it would be convenient for Brother Jiangnan to help me come to my door to be a matchmaker?" Lin Chongyang took a sip of tea and revealed the purpose of his visit.
Jiang Nan Chunxin's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he suddenly became interested: "Being a matchmaker? Who is with whom?"
Talking about things, since it was a good friend who spoke in person, there must be gossip, and he was always very interested in such news.
"Of course Chenglin and the daughter of the Cui family are the ones. Brother Jiangnan has many connections, so I don't need to hire someone else."
