"This this……"
Long Tao couldn't help being surprised when he looked at the scene in front of him.
It was the first time he had seen such an ability to kill someone quickly and cleanly in such a beautiful scenery.
Fu Yunge, who was on the other side, looked at his master's back and saw his changes, his heart rising and falling.
Master seems to have aged a bit during this time. The hair is black and white, which is very different from the original.
Moreover, that sword... is also different from the original one.
While Fu Yunge was thinking, Dongfang Shiming pressed the bridle and rode over slowly.
At the same time, the power of Poinsettia's move shocked all remaining enemies. The vast gap made them lose all will to fight, and they immediately turned around and dispersed.
Staring at their fleeing figures, Poinsettia slowly raised her sword, took out a handkerchief and wiped away the dirt on the sword.
The bright red plum shadow shines like the cold light of the autumn moon on the sword. Very different from the original Red Plum Sword, this sword has an air of magnanimity forged by a master.
"Master..." Fu Yunge rode forward and stopped behind the poinsettia.
Poinsettia slowly sheathed her sword and turned around. And at this moment, Fu Yunge was able to see carefully that the poinsettia plum had indeed gone through many changes, and seemed to be five or six years older than before.
"Boy, I haven't seen you for a while." Poinsettia's voice became deeper. The silver strands in the black hair are particularly obvious and difficult to hide.
Dongfang Shiming also came forward. After all, the three of them are old acquaintances, so the joy of meeting again is self-evident.
"These manpower... might as well move to the east first. We came in a hurry, and I didn't expect to encounter such a scene." After a brief greeting, Poinsettia frowned and looked into the distance, "Maybe we can settle down in Zhaofeng Mingyi first."
Fu Yunge nodded: "We have the same plan. We just don't have time to say hello to Lord Murong."
"It doesn't matter." Poinsettia didn't take it seriously, "You lead everyone here, I'll go over and inform you first, that's all."
"That's very good." Dongfang Shiming nodded, "Thank you...senior."
Poinsettia did not delay, saying goodbye to the two of them and immediately jumped away. There was darkness in the forest, and his figure soon disappeared.
At this time, Long Tao and others slowly came over.
"Is this your master?" Long Tao looked at Poinsettia's leaving figure and asked Fu Yunge, "His cultivation is very profound."
Fu Yunge just nodded without answering.
What he cares more about now is the changes in his master during this time. Time was running out just now, and when he arrived at Zhaofeng Mingyi, he had to ask his master carefully.
When they looked back and saw that no more pursuers were coming, they were relieved. Although there were many variables in the breakout, everything went well and they succeeded in breaking through.
Dongfang Shiming and Fu Yunge, and Long Tao galloped back to the front of the team. With an order, everyone mustered up their energy and rushed towards the direction of Zhaofeng Mingyi.
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At the same time, in the middle of the night, the boundaries of the three religions were still heavily encircled and sealed.
Although Su Jiuqin and Lu Dingmo took over the overall situation of Qingya Academy in time, Jiuche Xiaoying's siege soon expanded to Luyan Temple and Xuandeng Temple, forming a huge network that flattened the terrain.
It is difficult for even a bird to fly over here.
As for Luyan Temple and Xuandeng Temple, they quickly formed a bond with Qingya Academy and acted as mutual offensive and defensive forces. Therefore, even if the army led by Jiuchongquan attacks several times, the three religions' garrison is still safe at present.
——However, such peace also comes at the expense of not having an advantage.
It was late at night, and the lights were still burning in the Weixiu Pavilion on the upper level of Qingya Academy.
Faced with a serious unfavorable situation, Lu Dingmo couldn't sleep all night.
Jiuchongquan rarely went into battle in person since that time, but his intention was very obvious, which was to contain himself and Su Jiuqin. If this stalemate continues, more people from the three religions will die, and the three religions, as an important barrier to the lower world, will be on the verge of being lost.
However, what good solution can they have to solve their current predicament?
Every time I think about this, my thoughts run into a dead end. Lu Dingmo gradually felt a headache, pressing his temples and squinting tiredly.
If so, it would be great if some variables could appear...
My mind gradually became confused, but it wasn't because I wanted to fall asleep, but because my brain was tingling even more. Lu Dingmo sighed softly, raised his head and shook his neck, relaxing temporarily.
Suddenly, a gust of breeze swept in from outside the carved window. The light ink that blows on the table ripples slightly, like a lotus flower in bud.
Ding-dong is like the rhythm of a clear spring, like tassels swaying in the wind, like the whisper of hanging clouds. The beautiful string music is extremely cool and flows into the mind instantly, making Lu Dingmo feel refreshed.
The sound of percussion on the ice, each tune seems to tap on the heart, washing away the layers of haze. Then there is the sound of the wind and the valley, and the sound of the valley contains the sound of the evening, as if the sunset is flying over the valley in front of you, which makes you feel more relaxed and happy.
The sound of the earth shook gently, like the palms of a baby's comforting hands. The asparagus potted plants in front of the table also have the same feeling. Gradually, the greenery is cascading and the soil is budding, like a quiet dance.
Lu Dingmo's headache just now was gone. Immortal sounds are by no means human beings, just listen to them and sigh. He stood up slowly and looked at the figure outside the window.
The clumps of bamboos encircle the mottled shadows, and a string in the forest is bright alone. Su Jiuqin was playing the piano alone, his eyebrows and eyes were like water, as if he was in ancient times.
After a while, the string sound stopped.
He slowly opened his eyes, stood up, and put the Baoqin away. Lu Dingmo stood in the room and looked at him. Su Jiuqin raised the corner of his mouth slightly and walked into the room.
"Seeing that you are upset, this song will help you clear your mind."
After entering the room, Su Jiuqin flicked his clothes, swept away the thin dust on the seat, and sat down.
Lu Dingmo smiled bitterly: "I asked you for advice on piano skills in the past, but it seems that my cultivation is still far from enough."
"Xianyin is not only power, but also a magic weapon for meditation." Su Jiuqin closed his eyes slightly and said lightly, as if he was still recalling the tune he just played.
"I asked you for advice on a trick Huang Zhongzhengsheng. When this disaster is over, I wonder if you will still be willing to teach me." Lu Dingmo said warmly as he stood up to find tea.
What Lu Dingmo said was exactly the move "Tai Xuan Gu Shoot". This move was created by Su Jiuqin back then, with a total of six Yang-lv tunes. Lu Dingmo only asked Huang Zhongzhengsheng for advice on one move.
Recalling those years, Su Jiuqin had a smile on his face. But then he sighed again: "If I have time, I will discuss piano skills with you again. But after this disaster, I may not be able to live in peace."
"Oh?" Lu Dingmo has already found the tea set. The green porcelain cup is crystal clear, and the tea is poured into it, making it even more fragrant.
Seeing the confusion in Lu Dingmo's eyes, Su Jiuqin could only shake his head: "It's still my junior brother..."
When Lu Dingmo said this, he immediately understood: "Is it Le Xuanxing? Haha... That's really no wonder."
