Zhang Songxi sighed: "The passage of time has buried so many stories. If my good friends from the Kunlun and Qinghai sects hadn't told them in detail today, how would I have known about this wonderful past?"
Yin Liheng smiled and said: "It's just that I am a Wudang inheritor and claim to be as good as the others. You are afraid that I will be greedy, but you are looking down on us. In fact, it is the unique art of the Kunlun Sect and the Qinghai Sword Sect. It is really If you practice to a high level, why worry about not being able to dominate the martial arts world?"
"What my sixth brother said is very good!" Yu Lianzhou nodded and said seriously: "However, it is inevitable that magical skills and unique skills will affect people's hearts. It is human nature for you to be wary. Yu Er will be here today. An oath: Heaven and earth serve as a warning. I am here in Wudang just to avenge my third brother. Whether it is the Treasure of Stars or the Five Poisons Sutra, even if I put it in front of me and take another look at it, I will be regarded as unvirtuous and shameless in my Wudang. .”
He is highly skilled in internal energy, and with a solemn look on his face at this moment, he utters the oath word by word. His voice is loud, and it spreads far away from the lake. The calm lake water is rippled, as if a god is responding, and there is a kind of soul-stirring conviction. force.
Moreover, the sentence "Wudang is up and down" in the oath was not just for him, but also included Zhang Sanfeng. Although he did not swear any poisonous oath, the words "immoral and shameless" only meant that Wudang, who was famous for his chivalrous reputation, could only Afraid of being more sincere than a thunderbolt.
Ye Guhong and Shi Feilong said in unison: "That's exactly it!"
Both of them spoke in a generally upright and solemn manner. To someone else, it was obvious that they were saying: I, Emei (Beggars Clan), am just like Wudang!
The actual thinking is: the Wudang Clan is like this, and the Emei (Beggars Gang) adapts to the situation.
After saying this, the two looked at each other and smiled. They both understood each other's feelings and couldn't help but feel sympathy for each other.
Wei Sanniang and Ye Ziqing didn't think much about it. After hearing Yu Lianzhou's solemn oath, they put aside most of their worries and couldn't help but smile.
Wei Sanniang immediately said: "In that case, let's go to the Three Holy Valleys and discuss how to act."
Ye Ziqing is so weak, how can he be willing to go to the Kunlun sect's home base? Immediately he shook his head and said: "No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. To achieve great things, the most important thing is military speed. We should go straight to kill the Vajra sect and catch him off guard!"
The two immediately started arguing, but Zhang Songxi interrupted: "It's better to make a compromise. We all go to the Vajra sect first, and one person from each of your families will go back to the original sect to send troops and generals, and take a shortcut to catch up and join us. That's it." First of all, it ensures that the troops are very quick and will not go deep alone."
Yin Liheng also said: "We are very eager for revenge. Now that we know where the enemy is, we don't want to delay it any longer. I ask my good friends to forgive me."
The two factions had nothing to say after hearing this, so they immediately sent one person from each group back to the sect to mobilize manpower. Kunlun sent Zhang Fan, and Qinghai Sword sent Zhou Zimu.
Yuning Temple is located on the bank of Qinghai Lake in the northeast of Chaka Salt Lake. It is in the opposite direction. The Three Holy Valley is in a valley in the southwest, not far from the road that everyone must pass.
However, Zhou Zimu was the one with the highest Qinggong among the Three Immortals of Qinghai. However, Zhang Fan was much slower than Zhang Fan.
With the local gang leading the way, everyone no longer had to ask Mr. Er, and left him lying dead or alive. They went straight around the Salt Lake, found a mountain pass, turned south, and crossed the Kunlun Mountains along the mountain path.
It wasn't until dusk on the third day that everyone was about to take a rest. A red light shot out from behind the mountains to the west, illuminating the sky. Dong Huazi and Wei Sanniang cheered loudly.
Mo Qi was sitting making a fire when he immediately jumped up and exclaimed: "Flying sword! Kunlun Sword Immortal!"
However, he was bored walking these past two days. On a whim, Ye Guhong casually told some stories about the Yuxiao Palace in Kunlun Mountain, the twelve golden immortals who came down from the mountain to help the Zhou Dynasty, and the battle against the Yin Shang Jiejiao.
In his previous life, he was a martial arts practitioner, a scumbag, and he didn't remember much. He remembered the plot confusingly, and mixed it with many deeds of the Shushan swordsman. But even so, the world of flying around and escaping still attracted Mo Shenggu. He was confused, and if the senior brothers hadn't watched closely, he would have slipped into the mountains to seek immortality and asked questions.
Zhang Songxi covered his face and said: "Old Qi, haven't you seen the fireworks before?"
Yin Liu shook his head and said with a smile: "Fourth brother, I, the third generation of Wudang, have not set foot in the world much. The second generation is just us. When things happen near or far, we always respond with whistles, but I have never used this."
Dong Huazi's emotional intelligence suddenly increased at this moment. A bamboo tube emerged from his arms and handed it to Mo Qixia: "Mo Qixia, these are the communication fireworks of our sect. Come and light them!"
Mo Qi was overjoyed, lit the fuse on the bonfire, looked up at the sky, and shouted: "Nanming Lihuo, take it out of the sheath!" A red light shot up, Mo Qi roared with joy, but Zhang Songxi got up and patted him. He said: "Be serious, I'm afraid the head of Kunlun is here."
Not long after, dozens of Kunlun disciples arrived together, led by two people, a man and a woman. The man was wearing a yellow robe, with an elegant and harmonious expression, like a fairy. He was about forty years old.
The woman next to her was tall, with a square face, powerful eyes, red eyebrows, and a fierce look. Her hair was gray, and she looked much older than the man.
Yu Lianzhou stepped forward quickly, clasped his fists and bowed his hands deeply, and said politely: "We met in Heshuo twelve years ago, and I still remember the splendid style of the virtuous couple. Wudang Yu Er, I want to pay my respects to Master He and Mrs. He."
His three junior brothers hurriedly stepped forward and saluted respectfully: "Wudang Zhang Si, Yin Liu, and Mo Qi, pay their respects to Master He and Madam He!"
This man was the leader of the Kunlun Sect, "Mr. Qin and Sword" He Mo Sheng. Seeing that the Wudang heroes were so polite in front of many disciples, he couldn't help but feel dignified. He did not dare to neglect him and fell to the ground with a smile on his face. Said: "The Four Heroes of Wudang are famous all over the world. Who in the world does not admire them? Coming to Kunlun today really makes the green mountains look more beautiful and the moon shines brighter!"
He then took the tall woman by the hand and said: "Sister, these are Yu Lianzhou and Yu Erxia whom I often mentioned to you. There are also Zhang Songxi, Zhang Sixia, Yin Li, Heng Yin Liuxia, and Mo Shenggu and Mo Qixia. They are all truly promising people in my righteous path. "
The woman smiled and saluted and said, "Kunlun Fan Shuyun, I have met you all." Although she was smiling, her sharp eyes still made people want to stay away.
Shi Feilong patted his belly and said, "Master He, you and your wife only have eyes for the Four Heroes of Wudang. Don't you recognize me, Mr. Shi?"
Everyone has their own identity. Zhang Fan, the disciple who returned to the sect to report the news, has already mentioned it. He Mo Sheng stepped forward with a smile and saluted: "How dare you? How dare you? Gang Leader Shi is so glorious that even thousands of people can see him at a glance. How can he recognize him?" No?"
Ye Guhong and the other three also came up to meet each other and introduced themselves to their families. He Mosheng greeted Ye Guhong with a smile, and was especially polite to Ye Guhong. He kept saying: "I heard that my nephew defeated Ye Ziqing in a sword fight. It’s true that a hero emerges from a young age! Emei’s great prosperity is coming soon.”
He is comparable to the brothers of the Four Heroes of Wudang, but after all, he is the leader of the same sect. He thinks that he should keep pace with Master Miejie. Naturally, he refuses to call Miejie's disciples brothers, and Ye Guhong doesn't care either. Everyone calls them by their own names.
After a circle of greetings came over, He Mosheng's face suddenly turned cold. He looked at Ye Ziqing and Lang Zihao and said slowly: "The Three Immortals of Qinghai are so famous, but they ambushed several disciples of my Kunlun Sect. Shouldn't this matter be dealt with?" Someone tell me."
Ye Ziqing and Lang Zihao stood side by side holding hands on their shoulders. They laughed at the same time. Ye Ziqing said in a deep voice: "We have been arguing for five or six years, what is the use of talking nonsense? 'Mr. Qinjian' has Have you never been stained with the blood of my disciples?"
Lang Zihao sneered: "We were invited by the Four Heroes of Wudang, Gang Leader Shi, and Ye Shaoxia to annihilate the Vajra Sect together. Leader He wants to rely on the power of numbers to do anything to my senior brothers. As long as he puts the face of Wudang, Emei, and the Beggar Clan Just ignore it.”
Fan Shuyun raised her eyebrows and said solemnly: "Are you using others to suppress my Kunlun sect?"
Ye Guhong was unhappy after hearing this, and was about to speak when he suddenly heard a clear whistle, and someone shouted loudly: "Although the Qinghai Sword Sect is nothing great, there is no need to rely on other people's names to live. Fan Shuyun, you want to fight, Please take action!"
As soon as he finished speaking, dozens of people were heard shouting in unison: "The entire Qinghai Sword Sect is here!"
Ye Ziqing and Lang Zihao suddenly looked happy, and everyone knew that this was the arrival of the main force of the Qinghai Sword Sect.
The tooth next to the front tooth is cracked, and the dental floss can cut into it, and it feels like half of it will fall out at any time. I feel so sad, because time is not forgiving, and this poor, handsome man is about to turn into a toothless man. . .
(End of chapter)
