Ye Rongqiu has disappeared.
The Ye Rongqiu from before was gone, and the person sitting in the car was clearly a stunning beauty.
But Ye Rongqiu is still Ye Rongqiu, even her clothes have not changed, but her face has changed. The purple gold crown that tied her hair has been removed, and her hair is tied into a bun with a purple ribbon and a hairpin is inserted. Her long hair is shawl. The earlobes are green. The sword-shaped eyebrows at the temples have turned into curved willow-leaf eyebrows. A little powder is applied on the face, a light touch of lipstick is applied on the mouth, and the smile is charming and elegant. She looked at Ding Xiaodao and smiled shyly, her red lips parted slightly: "I put on makeup while you were talking."
Ding Xiaodao was stunned for a long time, his eyes wide and bright, but he felt that his eyes were no different from those of a blind man, and he could not tell that Ye Rongqiu was a woman. Just listen to him murmuring: "It turns out that the most clever disguise technique is women's makeup."
Ye Rongqiu smiled and said: "I am not a delicate person to begin with, and I have a strong ability to imitate various sounds since I was a child. It is really easy to change my voice into a man's accent. In this way Under such circumstances, if I use some disguise techniques, others will not be able to tell whether I am a boy or a girl."
Although it makes sense, men and women are always different in their physiological structure. For example, in some places, it is not easy to hide them. Thinking of this, Ding Xiaodao subconsciously looked at Ye Rongqiu's chest. Just in time to catch Ye Rongqiu's gaze, both of them blushed at the same time and turned around.
Ye Rongqiu blushed and said coquettishly: "I, of course I have my own way to make it..., you, what are you looking at!"
Ding Xiaodao felt that his heart was about to beat out of his chest. He coughed twice and said, "I'm wondering if women can join the Qinglong Club."
This is obviously nonsense. As long as you have strong martial arts and have the ability, you can enter the Qinglong Society and you can enter the Dragon Capture Sect. In fact, many of the top players in the world are women. Even among the great masters who founded sects, there were not many women. There are also heroines among the generals on the battlefield.
"I have met three women in Yipinju, and they have all gone to Shaoshi Mountain. I don't know if they can enter the Qinglong Society." Ding Xiaodao is of course talking about Granny Jin from Longxi and Qin Hongniang, the black widow from Miao territory in Yunnan. and Tang Qingqing from Tangmen in Sichuan.
Of course these three are top players.
"Of course they can enter, but I entered the Dragon Capturing Gate." Ye Rongqiu said, taking out a gold medal from his arms and handing it to Ding Xiaodao. "This is the exclusive identification gold medal of Qinlongmen. It was carved by Duan Wuhen, the 'Linglong Hand', and no one can imitate it."
Could it be that Duan Wuhen was also the one who captured Longmen?
This is a gold medal three inches wide and six inches long, with a flying dragon engraved on one side and a child riding on the dragon. The child has a Qiankun circle on his chest and a Huntian silk ribbon on his waist. He holds a fire-pointed spear in one hand and a fairy rope in the other. The ends of the rope are tightly tied to the horns of a flying dragon. This is surprisingly the shape of the third prince Nezha. The carving is exquisite and lifelike. There are only six small seal characters on the other side: Ye Rongqiu captures the dragon gate. The three characters "Qinlongmen" are in the upper right corner of the brand, which is slightly smaller. The name is engraved in the center of the gold medal.
Ye Rongqiu said solemnly: "Have you ever heard of the Flying Immortal from Beyond the Heavens?" She looked out the window with sadness in her eyes, but her expression was full of pride and respect. "I'm from Baiyun City!"
Ding Xiaodao said solemnly: "I have admired you for a long time!"
This is not a polite statement.
A sword coming from the west, flying immortals from the sky. The decisive battle at the top of the Forbidden City between Baiyun City Lord Ye Gucheng and Sword God Ximen Chuixue is still talked about by people in the martial arts world today. The excitement and glory of that battle can no longer be replicated or surpassed.
"Although my grandfather was defeated, Tianwai Feixian was not defeated!" Ye Rongqiu's voice was full of sadness, nostalgia, and respect.
Ding Xiaodao already understood what she said.
Because even though Ye Gucheng died under Ximen Chuixue's sword, Ximen Chuixue could no longer withstand Ye Gucheng's sword. A sword coming from the west, flying immortals from the sky. Ye Gucheng's people and sword have become one. People are swords and swords are people. No one in the world can resist that sword. That sword is no longer a human sword move. That sword was a flying immortal from outside the sky.
Ye Gucheng can no longer find an opponent. Only those who are really standing at a high place can understand the truth that high places are invincible. Therefore, he could no longer find anything he was interested in doing in his life, except for imperial power. So when Lu Xiaofeng exposed that incident, he suddenly felt that there was no need to live anymore, and he chose to die under Ximen Chuixue's sword. It wasn't Ximen Chuixue who defeated him.
"He didn't lose, he just lost to himself!" Ding Xiaodao said every word. "Some people never lose!"
Ye Rongqiu's eyes showed gratitude. This kind of gratitude is even stronger than any other emotion, because those who can say such words are the ones who truly understand Ye Gucheng. Only people like Ye Gucheng can understand Ye Gucheng. Therefore, Ye Rongqiu is not only grateful to Ding Xiaodao, but also respects Ding Xiaodao.
Respect is also a feeling, even greater than love. A man may fall in love with a woman out of sympathy, but in order for a man to gain a woman's love, he must first gain her respect.
"You have proven that you are the one who captured the Dragon Gate, but I can't prove that I am not from the Qinglong Society. Do you think this is funny?" Ding Xiaodao, perhaps feeling that the air was too heavy, deliberately changed the subject and said with a smile.
Ye Rongqiu said solemnly: "No, you have. You have proven that you are not from the Qinglong Society." She looked at Ding Xiaodao and said softly: "My grandfather only admired three people in his life, one was Ximen Chuixue and the other was Si Tiao. Lu Xiaofeng with eyebrows, and the other is Xiao Li Feidao and Li Xunhuan. It's a pity that they are not in the same era, otherwise they would definitely become good friends. Because they are both the same kind of people, and they are both heroes who have never been defeated in their lives! Xiao Li Feidao These four words are better than any gold medal in the world!"
Ding Xiaodao also showed a sense of gratitude in his eyes.
For him, the four words "Xiao Li Feidao" are more than just a weapon and a name, they are also a spirit and a belief. It is a spiritual goal that he will be willing to follow and defend throughout his life.
Of course, the descendant of Xiao Li Feidao will not be a member of the Qinglong Society!
"It seems we are already friends!" Ding Xiaodao smiled.
"Of course, I've said it before!" Ye Rongqiu also smiled.
"In that case, my friend, can you tell me how you know my origin?" Ding Xiaodao looked at Ye Rongqiu without blinking. No one in the world knows his origins because the place he came from is too secretive.
"Because I met a person outside the customs, a person who loves to laugh like you. I heard that his name is Ye Kai." Ye Rongqiu also smiled happily. "He was the one who sent the flying pigeon message from Shaolin. He has important things to do, so he can't enter the customs with us."
"Master, are you okay?" Ding Xiaodao asked tremblingly, his eyes slightly moist.
"Old man? I can't tell how old he is. I can't tell how old he is. He looks even younger than most young people." Ye Rongqiujiao smiled.
"He asked me to bring you a sentence, which only has four words: the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month!"
There are seventy-two peaks in Songshan Mountain and seventy-two unique skills in Shaolin. Shaolin takes Zen as its sect and emphasizes the integration of Zen and martial arts. But there are more than seventy-two types of Shaolin martial arts.
The "Cloud Car" has arrived at the foot of Songshan Mountain. There are no inns left on the entire street, and all restaurants and inns are overcrowded. The endless flow of tourists and merchants has actually increased.
Most of the tourists are martial arts people.
There are still two days left before the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month. Ding Xiaodao went out and walked around twice, found a beggar disciple, and gave him an ingot of gold. The little beggar took him to rent a house with a yard at the end of the street.
The rent is two hundred taels for one month. Ye Rongqiu felt very satisfied. She liked peace and quiet. It happened that the owners of the house were an old couple and they didn't live here. I heard from the little beggar that they had a shop at the foot of the mountain. They spend most of their time living in the shop. During these few days of the year, more believers go to the Shaolin Temple to make and fulfill their wishes than usual. The fragrant wax paper candles are sold better than usual. They don't have time to come back to clean the yard until after the Lantern Festival.
Ding Xiaodao lives in the east wing, and Ye Rongqiu lives in the west wing.
Zhou Ziheng untied three Mongolian horses and tied them in the stable, and was adding fodder to the manger.
"Where is the guest from Changfeng Sword?" Ding Xiaodao was sitting on a stone pier in the yard and asked Zhou Ziheng who had just finished adding fodder.
"Zhongyue Temple." Zhou Ziheng shook off the debris in the pipe pot and blew on it.
The Zhongyue Temple at the foot of Taishi Mountain was built in the Qin Dynasty and is a symbol of Songshan Taoism.
"Oh, what are you going to do?" Ding Xiaodao continued to ask.
Zhou Ziheng was filling his pipe with cigarettes and said calmly: "Zhongyue Temple was originally a Taoist resort, and he was originally a Taoist priest."
Taoist priests go to Taoist temples, and monks go to temples. This is a matter of natural order.
Xiao Ding suddenly felt that everyone's identity was mysterious except for himself.
