Dusk night, Luoyang.
Not long ago, Wang Yue, whose superb swordsmanship was admired by his current emperor Liu Hong and appointed General Huben, was dressed in full armor, with a four-foot-sheathed colorful ancient sword hanging from his waist. He returned from duty in the palace and dismounted in front of the palace gate.
He looked like a man in his forties, with a pale face, a short chin and beard, a tall and thin figure, his naturally drooping arms were three inches longer than an ordinary person, and his fingertips were almost at the same level as his knees.
"Congratulations, sir!"
The servants in front of the mansion had already come forward to greet Wang Yue and saluted him.
Wang Yue handed the reins to the other party, waved his hand casually, and motioned for him to be led to the stable behind to wash and eat, while he walked up the steps and entered the mansion.
His official position as General Huben is not low, but this mansion is not very spacious. Moreover, because he has been obsessed with swordsmanship all his life and has never been married, the number of people in the mansion is also quite thin. In addition to a few servants, there is only one person who has recently been accepted as a disciple. Shi A, a disciple of swordsmanship.
At this moment, Shi'a was practicing swordplay in the courtyard. Although this fourteen-year-old boy had only been practicing swordsmanship for more than a month, he already had a glimpse of the secrets of swordsmanship. With his body as agile as an ape, he jumped and jumped, holding a three-foot-long sword in his hand. The green front rises like a soaring snake raising mist, falls like a green dragon playing in the water, strikes like a goshawk probing its claws, and stabs like a spirit snake spitting out a message, showing its full potential of agility and change.
"Children can be taught!"
The admiration did not come from the mouth of the teacher Wang Yue.
Wang Yue's complexion changed slightly, and the long sword at his waist was unsheathed. The sword flew past his body and turned into a white rainbow across the sky. It followed a mysterious trajectory that was both curved and straight. The thrust was able to hide from his eyes and ears. He didn't know. When did the light and fat Taoist appear in the courtyard?
"Good swordsmanship!"
That Taoist was Hu Long. While letting out a second cry of admiration, a dark, thin and slender "Huxu Sword" appeared out of thin air in his hand. He abandoned all magical powers and used only swordsmanship to meet the opponent. This seemingly ordinary sword contained " "The Eight Scenery Sword Techniques of Xuandu" is the supreme and wonderful principle, perfect for both offense and defense.
Wang Yue realized the beauty of this sword, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he shouted, "Your sword skills are not bad!" The long sword in his hand did not slow down at all. He changed his moves and attacked again before the two swords met. Just use swordsmanship without cultivation.
At that time, the two of them were going back and forth with swords, attacking and defending each other. With each move, it seems that what is being thrust and blocked is no longer two long swords, but the setting and sunrise of the moon, the changing of objects and the movement of stars, the withering and flourishing of vegetation, and the ups and downs of all kinds of things, all mysterious changes in the world are vividly displayed.
Shi A, who had stopped working on the side, only glanced at it a few times at first, then he felt dizzy and his blood was boiling in his chest. He hurriedly closed his eyes and stopped looking, and then he calmed down a little.
The sword movements of the two men all imply the wonder of time and space. They seem to be slow but actually urgent. They seem to be clear and neither slow nor fast. In fact, thousands of strange moves have evolved in a matter of seconds. In the process, the long-term skills of both sides have changed. The swords never touched each other once.
In such a fierce battle where they meet their opponents and good talents, both sides feel very happy.
Unknowingly, Wang Yue, who had lost his usual calmness and had a fierce fighting spirit on his face, suddenly laughed and shouted: "Xiao Niubi is the second person that a certain family has encountered in his life with whom he can discuss swords, so a certain family must take it seriously." We’re taking action, be careful!”
Before he finished speaking, the long sword in his hand split into two, but the end of the sword hilt was connected into one, turning into a double-headed sword, a strange weapon.
He held the hilt of the sword in the middle with both hands, danced the double-headed sword into a huge ball of light, and slashed towards Hu Pi.
This time, he no longer pays attention to the swordsmanship and swordsmanship. He only has the ferocity and ruthlessness to cut it into seventeen or eighteen pieces even if the world stands in front of him, but he naturally possesses the swordsmanship and swordsmanship that is unique to him.
Hu Long's eyes widened and he laughed heartily: "It's interesting when you take it seriously!"
The crystal-yellow, simple and generous "Netherworld Sword" appeared out of thin air in his left hand.
The two swords performed wonderfully in his hands. One covered the upper and lower directions, and the other stretched across the past and present. The sword's intention turned into a cage of time and space, imprisoning everything and suppressing everything.
The four blades finally began to collide fiercely, and the clanging sound was as dense as raindrops. The sparks shot out from the sword edge filled the space of several feet with the two people at the center, and they were as gorgeous as a fire tree blooming with thousands of silver flowers. flower.
Another moment of fighting, I don’t know
After tens of thousands of seconds, the sword light and sword sound in the sky quickly dissipated, and the two people fighting fiercely stood facing each other.
Wang Yue put the double-headed sword behind his back, looked Hu Long up and down, and asked with a smile: "Although the swordsmanship of Xiao Niubi has become its own, there is still a faint shadow of the swordsmanship of a certain master. Could it be that he is a member of the same sect?" "
Hu Long laughed, put away his swords and saluted: "Senior Brother Baiyuan Mingjian, my younger brother Hu Long, my Taoist name is too simple. I am fortunate to be favored by the incarnation of my mentor who traveled around the world of Xiaoqian."
"He is actually his biological junior brother!"
Wang Yue was overjoyed, with a look of affection on his face. He put the two swords together into their sheaths, then stepped forward and patted Hu Long's shoulder and back hard.
"Good boy, you are only a few hundred years old, but you have actually obtained the Yuan Shen Certificate and the Heavenly Immortal Dao Fruit. No wonder you can enter the Master's Dharma Eyes. But the White Ape is Wang Yue, and Wang Yue is not the White Ape. Don't get me wrong. .”
Hu Yuan cupped his hands and said, "I obey, little brother."
Wang Yue waved to Shi'a and said with a smile: "Disciple, this is my junior brother who I have never met before. Why don't you come and greet me!"
Shi A had long been impressed by Hu Yuan's Tongxuan swordsmanship, which was not inferior to his own teacher. He also heard that he was the elder of his master's sect, so he hurriedly paid homage to him and said, "My nephew Shi'a, I pay my respects to my uncle."
Hu Long smiled and waved his hands: "My dear nephew, no courtesy."
After saying that, he turned his palms, and a flat peach about the size of two fists appeared out of thin air in his palm: "Since you call Pindao uncle, it is a greeting gift. Take this flat peach and use the jade knife. Cut it into pieces and eat it within ten days. You will see the effect after a long time.”
"Thank you..."
Just as Shi A was about to thank him, Wang Yue's eyes lit up, he snatched the flat peach with his hands, put it under his nose and smelled it again and again, and said in surprise: "Although the smell is a little weaker, it is different from that woman's flat peach." They belong to the same kind, junior brother, where did you get this fairy fruit?"
Hu Long shook his head and laughed. He first took back the flat peach and handed it to Shi A, who was watching eagerly. Then he said to Wang Yue: "I have traveled to many small worlds and found a flat peach spiritual root in one of them, Kunlun Mountain. Because At that time, my cultivation was limited, so I couldn't take my spiritual roots with me when I left, but I took a lot of flat peaches with me. Later, after I ate all the flat peaches, I couldn't bear to throw away the peach cores, so I kept them. Not long ago, I was lucky enough to establish a soul. With a treasure To open up the cave world, with the help of a ray of creation vitality when the cave was born, those peach stones were refined and bred into a fruit tree, and a tree produced a total of twelve flat peaches. If senior brother likes it, I should give some to express my feelings. .”
As he spoke, he took out three flat peaches, held them in both hands and sent them to Wang Yue.
"Good brother, from now on you will be a brother of a certain family!"
Wang Yue was overjoyed. He grabbed the three flat peaches in his hand and disappeared in an instant. He didn't know where they were hidden. Then he put his arms around Hu Long's shoulders and walked indoors.
"Disciple, tell the kitchen to prepare a banquet. I will drink a thousand cups with your uncle!"
