"Hey, isn't this my good disciple?"
Tang Jiu, who was lying lazily on the corridor, enjoying the rare winter sunshine, shook the wine bag in his hand and played with the Tang Sword Lotus. The moment the young man stepped into Muxia Garden, he had already sensed it until the young man came closer. , Tang Jiu closed his eyes slightly before he started teasing the boy.
Gu Xiao brought back the Immortal in the Mist and Jiang Ningxue from Tang Jiu, and became more convinced of his previous guess. Tang Jiu did not want to accept him as his disciple, but just wanted to test him, or to trick him into handing over Jiang Ningxue. Ningxue is more appropriate.
Now when he heard Tang Jiu mention "disciple" again, Gu Xiao couldn't help but clasped his fists at the lazy figure and said with a smile: "Senior Tang, you are teasing this junior again. It's okay not to mention the idea of accepting a disciple."
Tang Jiu lazily opened his eyes and glanced at the young man. He said the words of accepting a disciple before, but there was moisture in them. He wanted the young man to let down his guard, believe in himself, and tell the truth about Jiang Ningxue's whereabouts. After Jiang Ningxue's whereabouts and these days of getting along with each other, Tang Jiu really became interested in taking this young man as his disciple.
Although Tang Jiu was born in the Tang sect and has been recognized as a genius by the sect since he was a child, he does not like poison skills and prefers to use swords. However, he has been practicing poison skills for generations since he was a child in the Tang sect. The younger generation in the Tang sect, Although they all admired Tang Jiu for his swordsmanship and divine power, no one was willing to accept Tang Jiu as his teacher. Just as the noodle stall of the Third Generation was uploaded on the street and he suddenly changed his career, he was not willing to do the same.
However, Tang Jiu was free and easy by nature and was not bothered by this matter. He also lived in seclusion in the family and was happy and at ease. This time I went north to the territory of Qiyun and saw many young people in the martial arts world. These people either had poor understanding or bad conduct, and could not enter the Tang Jiu Dharma Eyes. Until they met Gu in the eight formations of the stone gate on the back mountain of Hejiabao. Xiao, this young man has a very good level of understanding, and seeing his exquisite swordsmanship, he already guessed that this young man must have a famous master, so he secretly thought that it was a pity, so he gave up.
But as he returned to Hejiapu, although he had been guarding Jiang Ningxue to heal his injuries these days, he had never left the wall of Muxiayuan. He heard people from the Fuyuan Escort Bureau talking about the young man's past chivalrous deeds. In addition, the young man's behavior in the past few days, They all saw it in their eyes, remembering his demeanor and his determined eyes when faced with the pressure of his own sword in the forest, their admiration grew stronger, and their desire to become a disciple was revived.
Hearing the young man clasping his fists and being polite, Tang Jiu sat up straight, raised his sleeves to wipe the drink from the corner of his mouth, and said with a straight face: "What are you teasing? You didn't refuse that day, and I accepted your apprenticeship wine, our master and disciple Your status has been fulfilled, what? Do you want to regret it?"
Gu Xiao laughed dumbly and said: "Senior, please stop joking with me, Miss Jiang is safely in the hands of me..."
Hearing the young man's words, Tang Jiulao blushed, secretly thinking that this boy was really shrewd, and his previous deceitful words were not hidden from him... Fortunately, the young man did not pay attention, and before he finished speaking, he hurriedly raised his He interrupted with his hand: "Who are you kidding? Why, being my Tang Jiu's disciple can humiliate you? Boy, you know, how many people want to become my disciple, but they still can't get in my eyes."
Tang Jiu could be considered to have saved himself from He Zhidao. Even though he was not from Qi Yun, Gu Xiao still respected him as a senior in the martial arts world. He clasped his fists again and said, "Listen to this junior's explanation... This junior has been an orphan since he was a child. , it was my master who raised me up and taught me martial arts. The younger generation has long treated my master like a father in their hearts. If I ignore the love of upbringing and the grace of teaching me skills and instead become a disciple of my senior, I am afraid that the senior will look down on me. I am nothing more than a rebellious person... Please don’t make things difficult for me anymore, senior."
Tang Jiu listened to the young man's sincere words and direct expression of his gratitude. There was no trace of hypocrisy in his expression. He was even more sure that this young man was a good candidate to inherit his skills. However, the young man did not want to become a disciple, and he did not want to force others to make things difficult for him. Tang Jiu suddenly felt that he was in a dilemma. , rolled his eyes and said.
"That's right, forget it...I won't embarrass you. By the way, that wooden sword in your arms...can you lend it to me for a look?"
Gu Xiao did not think about it and took out the wooden sword from his arms. He remembered that when he was suppressed by Tang Jiu's sword intention and almost couldn't bear it anymore, the infuriating energy coming into his body from the wooden sword was clearly the familiar feeling of his master in the wooden sword. left above.
Tang Jiu saw the young man's eyes flashing and knew that the wooden sword was not obtained accidentally. From this point of view, it was given by the "master" in the young man's mouth. He took the wooden sword from the young man's hand and looked at it carefully.
Ordinary and extremely ordinary wood, not a natural treasure, without edge or edge, is just the kind of wooden sword that children play with, but it is slightly more delicately carved. I think of this wooden sword in the forest outside Hejiabao. The powerful sword intent emanating from the sword was actually on par with his own. Tang Jiu's half-closed, slightly drunken eyes were filled with fighting intent, and the throbbing in his heart became even more intense.
"Mu Xiaozi, what's the name of your master?"
Gu Xiao shook his head with a smile, clasped his fists and replied: "To be honest with you, senior, Master has always loved purity and does not want to get involved in the affairs of the world. Please forgive me, senior, for not informing this junior."
Hearing this, Tang Jiu was not as angry as Gu Xiao feared. Instead, he looked up to the sky and smiled: "You kid, you are really becoming more and more interested in me... Forget it, if you don't say anything, we'll settle it later." Go find him yourself... If a master like this doesn't take a few moves, then his trip will be in vain."
Tang Jiu said in his mouth, ignoring the young man, and threw the wooden sword in his hand back to him, stopped laughing and continued: "Look at your kid... tell me what's going on."
Seeing Tang Jiu's free and easy appearance, Gu Xiao secretly thought that if people in the world were like Tang Jiu, how could they have so many troubles? He immediately felt good about him and was ready to tell the truth and wanted Tang Jiu to help. From then on The remnant soul's main body forced out the second half of the method of entering Murong Valley.
But when he was about to speak, he heard behind Tang Jiu that the door of the wing room in Muxia Garden slowly opened, and Jiang Ningxue held the door and walked out slowly.
She is still dressed in white... her brows are as dark as the mountains in the distance, her eyebrows are frowning but not frowning, her eyes are like autumn water, she is weeping but not weeping. Her face, originally like a peach blossom, is pale and sad. Compared with the coldness of a fairy before, The gorgeous beauty is a little more delicate, a little more weak, but it has a more elegant and refined temperament. It is unparalleled and endearing.
Gu Xiaowang was stunned for a moment, and almost forgot what he wanted to ask Tang Jiu for help... Suddenly he noticed a foreign object thrown on his face, he stretched out his hand to catch it, and when he lowered his head, he saw two peanut shells. After coming to his senses and looking sideways, he saw that Tang Jiu had thrown the peanuts in his hand into his mouth, drank a sip of wine, and was speechless.
"Ahem, Senior Tang, junior wants to invite Tang..." In order to cover up his embarrassment, Gu Xiao quickly opened his mouth to express his invitation, but was interrupted by Tang Jiu, who was chewing peanuts.
"You kid, just care if you care. What's the trouble? Miss Jiang is out right now... Go ahead and don't disturb me drinking." Tang Jiu rolled his eyes, pretending to be loud, and said.
"No, this junior is here to ask the senior for help. Can..." Gu Xiao also said that Tang Jiu had misunderstood the purpose of his visit and quickly explained.
The corners of Tang Jiu's mouth twitched, and he secretly thought to himself that this boy really didn't understand the charm. Jiang Ningxue used herself as a bait to lure away his pursuers, and then gave him her Tang Sword Lotus, causing herself to be seriously injured. Such thoughts, Even a man like himself, who has never had a woman, can see it, but this boy doesn't know yet...
Then I thought about it, even though Jiang Ningxue was recuperating in Muxia Garden these days, she never saw this kid come to visit her several times. Instead, when Jiang Ningxue heard this kid coming, she got up dragging her seriously injured body. But this kid still said that he wanted to ask for help... What an idiot. It's okay not to ask for such a lookless disciple.
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. Tang Jiu really wanted to reach over to the boy in green shirt in front of him and slap him twice, preferably to wake him up.
"I'm talking about you kid, is your head covered by a donkey..."
"Uncle Jiu...ahem."
Halfway through Tang Jiu's words, Jiang Ningxue spoke slowly. Perhaps the words had caused internal injuries in her body. As she spoke the two words, she was already coughing and even her body was unstable.
Seeing this, Gu Xiao hurriedly stepped forward to help her, and when his hand touched Jiang Ningxue, he could already feel her weakness, and he quickly said: "Miss Jiang, why are you getting up? You are seriously injured, you need to take good care of her. "
Seeing the young man's concerned gaze, Jiang Ningxue moved her lips slightly and said, "It's okay, I underestimated the enemy too much. I didn't expect that He Kui's martial arts realm controlled by the remnant soul would soar..."
Gu Xiao felt guilty. If Jiang Ningxue had not given him the iron lotus with a half-fingered bronze sword outside the old site of the Feng family, he would not have been so seriously injured. He immediately said softly: "Miss Jiang, please don't To put it this way, this matter is all my fault. The girl gave me all the self-defense items. If not, how could Miss Jiang be so seriously injured...I..."
"I'm fine. Uncle Jiu is proficient in pharmacology and taught me kung fu to heal my internal injuries. I just need to rest for a while and I'll be cured. You...don't worry about it." Seeing the guilt in the young man's eyes, Jiang Ningxue He comforted Gu Xiaodao softly.
Tang Jiu couldn't help but smile knowingly when he saw the two young men holding each other's back. His eyes returned to a slightly closed state, and he dropped another peanut into his mouth. He took a gulp of the wine bag and pursed his lips. , as if tasting the spiciness of Qiyun's fine wine, and also seeming to taste the smell of... permeating the air.
Then he stood up slowly and walked quietly outside Muxia Garden, thinking silently in his mind as he walked.
"I come to you like the moon, and the light shines brightly every night." After reading, he seemed quite satisfied with his literary talent, but when he looked up, he saw the sun was in the sky... He couldn't help but smile awkwardly, and he was about to leave.
"Uncle Ninth...stay."
Jiang Ningxue's weak voice came from behind, causing Tang Jiu to shudder. Even when he was unconscious, he kept calling that wooden boy's name. At this moment, the boy was beside him, and he still called him what he was doing... .
Turning around in confusion, Jiang Ningxue continued to speak: "Where is the remnant soul... now?"
Although he was weak, there was no doubt in his tone. Tang Jiu was startled and replied: "It's at that old site."
"Uncle Jiu, please help me and Mu Yi."
Tang Jiu sighed slightly when he saw this. He didn't know whether it was because the boy Mu didn't understand the style, or because Jiang Ningxue was too thoughtful, so he said: "Okay... but your injury has not healed yet. Please go back to your room to rest. I will take this boy with me." Just go.”
Jiang Ningxue felt relieved after hearing Tang Jiu's response. She looked sideways at the young man beside her and said, "Go quickly and ask for clues. I will go to Murong Valley with you."
Seeing that Gu Xiao looked weak, he was still thinking about Murong Gu all the time, and he felt more guilty than before. However, he had indeed spent too much time in Hejiabao, and he was anxious, so he had to calm down and said: "Miss Jiang Recuperate in peace and leave the rest to me."
After saying that, he and Tang Jiu immediately set off towards the old site of the Feng family.
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The remnant soul was trapped in the dark secret room, and it seemed that he had returned to the time when his body was beheaded by Chen Beizhou and restrained in the Eight Formations of the Stone Gate.
Once that kind of powerlessness, fear, and depression hit, it was like a tide, stretching endlessly. It had only been a few days since I escaped from the Eight Formations of Shimen, and I hadn't fully enjoyed it yet, but it seemed like I was back in the darkness. The gap hit, and Remnant Soul could no longer bear it and cursed loudly.
But the louder it yells, the more powerless, fearful, and repressed it becomes... It seems to have forgotten that Miss Feng, Jin Buyi, and even Chongyang Bi, who were trapped by him at this moment, are... What state of mind.
Tired of yelling and scolding, Canhun seemed to be worried again, worried that the man wearing a bamboo hat would kill him. Thinking of this, Canhun used his remaining cultivation to break open the secret room and escape.
On a normal day, let alone this secret room, even the sword formations set up by ordinary warriors would not be able to stop it. But today, the moment it started cultivating, the faint sound of sword chants could be heard in the secret room.
In the darkness, there seemed to be dozens of long swords dancing, making crisp collisions...
Hearing the sound of the sword chanting, the remaining soul was like a deflated rubber ball, and immediately curled up towards the corner of the secret room.
Twelve half-fingered copper swords floated slowly from the darkness, and the sword blades pointed at the remnant souls.
Seeing the half-fingered copper sword, Remnant Soul repeatedly begged for mercy: "I...I don't dare anymore..."
While he was talking, he saw the door of the darkroom suddenly opened, and two figures followed the light and entered.
Some people died, but not completely...
