A few sticks of incense were burned, and in a courtyard on Nangong Mountain, tea was served on a stone table, and two people were holding hands and having a serious conversation.
One of the two is short and fat, perhaps because the weather is particularly hot, so he is wearing a black gauze robe, looking like a charlatan; the other is quite tall and strong, wearing plain clothes, a long coat, and a square scarf. He looks like a scholar.
"Brother, do you think those golden birds can really deliver the letter to the master?" The fat man on the left took out a bright black sunspot from the sandalwood box. He thought about it for a long time, but he still didn't make a decision. On the contrary, he hesitated. Open your mouth.
"Don't worry. Who is Master? His realm is so profound and unpredictable that we and I can't guess it. Besides, if the man outside the mountain gate really wants to break through the door, the Nangong Mountain formation will be attacked. It won't take more than a few slaps and it will be broken into pieces." The white man on the right spoke slowly, his tone was very calm, but his face was a little gloomy.
"But..." The fat man was a little distracted, and the black man hovering above the chessboard also trembled slightly.
The tall scholar helplessly said: "Second Junior Brother, please don't forget Master's instructions before leaving. When encountering problems, clear your mind before making plans. How can you act if the spiritual platform is unstable? Today, a Senior Brother invites you to have a talk. This is the purpose of the game. I want to get rid of all the distracting thoughts in your mind, but I didn't think it would still not help." After saying that, he took a look at the sleeves of the second junior brother.
The second junior brother withdrew his fat hand in embarrassment, took out the white piece hidden in his sleeve, put it back on the chessboard, grinned, "Senior brother, you are so good at chess, even the master doesn't want to play with you, so why don't you give up?" Let Junior Brother, otherwise, if we continue to move the pieces, this game of chess will be too boring."
The scholar frowned, but still nodded slightly, indicating that he allowed his junior brother to regret his move.
"But having said that, Master was dormant in Shangqi because of that incident ten years ago. During this period, only letters were exchanged, which seems to have really damaged the root cause. Based on the conduct of this person outside the door, if Master can return to what he was ten years ago Realm, I'm afraid it's not a sure thing to have a head-on confrontation. If the old injury has not healed, it will probably be extremely difficult to achieve a 50-50 victory." As he spoke, the scholar coughed twice, and his face became a little more gloomy.
"If you take the elixir, won't you be able to get rid of the cicada poison?" The slightly fat junior brother was shocked in his heart. He knew the realm of his senior brother well. Since he came to Nangong Mountain, it seems that he has not been seen practicing diligently. He only takes care of the flowers and plants in the back mountain every day. If you are not interested at all, you can at most write a few words in the study, or chat with him a few times, and there will be nothing else to do.
However, its realm is like the waves of the vast sea, advancing layer by layer.
But with the senior brother's level of skill, he was already injured by the cicada poison within a moment of fighting with the man in black robes. Even if he took the miraculous power within the sect, it would only be suppressed and would never fade away.
The senior brother shook his head and sighed, "It's okay, but my body is too weak. If the formation is broken by the man in black robe with a palm, I will naturally not be able to withstand the overbearing cicada poison. Although it is effective in removing poison, But in just two days, we will definitely not be able to eradicate all the remaining poison. Junior brother, if our master doesn't come back for a long time, you can take a detour down the back mountain. I have my own means to trap the man in black robe, and I can always hold on for a while and a half. Yes, after we come down from the mountain, we can just go find Master."
The slightly fat junior brother was silent, while the senior brother picked up another white piece and quietly thought about the chess game with a calm expression.
The top of Nangong Mountain is not flat. Many houses and buildings are scattered at different heights. Most of them are connected by steep stone steps. They are distributed on the top of the mountain, giving it a somewhat dangerous and beautiful feeling.
There are many thunderstorms in Yizhang, and the main hall of the sect may be destroyed by thunder and fire, so the eaves of the main hall are all covered with green tiles. From a distance, it contrasts with the flourishing tree crowns in summer, and is very charming. It is obviously not made by mediocre craftsmen. hand. The flowers and plants in the back mountain are extremely prosperous, and the flowers and plants are of different shades. They are not expensive and wonderful, but they grow very vigorously. The breeze comes and the flowers and plants are clear.
In the middle of the main hall, there is an unsheathed long sword hanging.
This sword is extremely sharp and has an extremely narrow blade. The faint light flashes through, reflecting the cold edge like a mirror. It is said to be rare to find in the world.
But for ten years, no one cared about this unsheathed sword. Regardless of whether it was two sect disciples or a few sect servants, they never took a second look at it.
The same is true today, but no one can see that this sharp sword is trembling lightly today.
On the top of the mountain, the man in black robe was about to drive the cicadas away, but he heard Wu Shuang laughing behind him.
So he said as a matter of course, "Everyone in the world knows that people have good words when they are about to die, but no one has ever said that they go crazy before death."
The alluring cicadas were as graceful as butterflies and quietly gathered at the feet of the black-robed man.
Looking at Wu Shuang who was stepping on the sword again, he no longer had the leisurely and natural charm just now. The long sleeves of his broad robe had been cut open by the sharp wings of the Alluring Cicada, dripping with blood.
At this moment, the embarrassed swordsman smiled and said, "There is happiness in the world. The dry land is subject to continuous rain. Red candles and red sleeves are suitable for both. Old poison, do you know what the third happiness is?"
The man in black robe was puzzled, "What is the third joy?"
"You should have found a gentleman to study knowledge for several years." The blue frost sword was already covered with vermilion, even the lines on the blade were completely hidden. But what is puzzling is that the man standing proudly on the sword still has a smile on his face.
Wu Shuang was indeed so happy that she almost danced.
"The best thing is to meet old friends."
The whole hall of the Nangong Mountain Sect was shaken by the deception, and then the entire Nangong Mountain was also shaken again by the deception.
The scholar looked at the black and white colors on the chessboard and trembled so much that many chess pieces at the corners of the chessboard fell to the ground with a clear and exciting sound.
"It's good to be back." After saying this, the scholar seemed to be relieved of a heavy burden and fell to the ground, still holding a white piece tightly in his hand.
In an instant, Wu Shuang had a sword in his hand.
As a result, the sea of clouds at the top of Nangong Mountain has an extra trace of space, like a giant river tide.
The sword was extremely narrow, but its edge was even sharper than Qingshuang's.
"Why don't you bring a Wu Gou?" In Wu Shuang's eyes, the blade of the sword reflected the sun, its light shining brightly.
The eyes of the man in black robes were bright and generous.
"I see."
Then, in the sky, there were flying cicadas and sword lights rotating and clanking.
Although there was only one more sword, Wu Shuang's momentum changed completely as he was hovering in the air. If Wu Shuang's energy and energy could be said to be free and easy in the past few days, then at this moment, his sharpness is fully revealed.
It was as if Wu Shuang was the Wu Gou, and the Wu Gou had become a millstone for sharpening the sword's edge. The two complemented each other, so the sword intent of the cloud-piercing stone rose by one point out of thin air when it could no longer rise.
"This is Wu Shuang. Wu Gou and Qingshuang are standing together. I don't know how it is compared to ten years ago. Let me try your skills." The man in black robe also smiled and swung out all the poisonous cicadas under his feet.
