Tie Zheng Daoyuan suddenly fell to the ground without warning. The whole palace was shocked. Sima Qingyun and Zhuge Jingxu looked even more horrified. No one saw how Tie Zheng Daoyuan fell to the ground. Only Jiang Shuo did. A figure flashed past at the back of the hall. Without enough time to see how Tie Zheng Daoyuan was doing, he jumped over everyone's heads and rushed into the back hall.
But I saw that the back hall was empty. The disciples of the Shenquan Sect were all in the front hall. Where was anyone in the back hall?
Jiang Shuo quickly walked around the back hall and saw a window that was ajar. He pushed the window open and saw a small courtyard outside. Jiang Shuo flew up to the room and stood on the ridge of the main hall and looked around, but nothing happened. Didn't see it either.
He could only jump off the ridge of the room and turn back to the main hall. He saw Sima Qingyun and Zhuge Jingxu holding Tiezheng Daoyuan and rubbing his chest and back. It seemed that he was not dead, but was beaten by some unknown weapon. I have to hold my breath.
Jiang Shuo wanted to step forward to help, but was stopped by Lu Yuxuan. The man's acupuncture skills were very good. With the internal strength of Sima Qingyun and Zhuge Jingxu, they couldn't open the acupuncture points for a while. If Jiang Shuo went up and opened the acupoints, he could , Aren’t the two headmasters shameless?
Jiang Shuo had a pure heart, but he didn't expect so much. Lu Yuxuan pulled him but didn't break it. He just took out a paper ball and gave it to Jiang Shuo and said, "Use this to hit him."
Jiang Shuo was shocked. Sure enough, it was the mysterious person last night who did it. It seemed that this person was indeed an enemy or a friend. Could it be that this person was the person who threatened the Three Saints of Kongtong? He unfolded the ball of paper and looked at it. There were still two words: "talkative"
Lu Yuxuan smiled and said: "It seems that this master cherishes his words like gold and always speaks concisely and concisely."
When Sima Qingyun heard what Lu Yuxuan said, he sighed and said: "Blessed Immortal Lord, it seems that you have already had contact with this evil person?"
Jiang Shuo didn't dare to lie, he crossed his hands and said, "Headmaster Sima, he used the same technique to throw paper balls at us last night."
Sima Qingyun asked: "What did he write?"
Lu Yuxuan said before Jiang Shuo: "It's also two words, 'Tubo'."
Sima Qingyun nodded and said without any end: "It turns out that he had known that the Tubo people were going to come to provoke him today."
Jiang Shuo said: "Master Sima, who is this person from, and how can he threaten you?"
Just as Sima Qingyun was about to speak, he heard Tie Zheng Daoyuan groan. It turned out that Tie Zheng Daoyuan, under the joint efforts of Sima and Zhuge, finally untied the sealed acupuncture points on his vest and slowly woke up. Sima Qingyun glanced at him, hesitated to speak, and sighed softly.
Cheng Qianli said anxiously: "Ah, Mr. Sima, tell me, what's going on?"
Seeing that there were many disciples around him, Zhuge Jingxu hurriedly said to Jiang Shuo and others: "Young Master Jiang, gentlemen, please come to the back hall to speak."
He set up the iron zheng Daoyuan himself, and together with Sima Qingyun, led everyone into the back hall, asked his two close disciples to guard the door of the hall and no one could disturb him, and asked everyone to sit down on the couch before continuing: "Mr. Cheng, it's not right. We don’t want to say anything, but you have also seen what happened to Daoyuan just now. If we say anything more, I’m afraid the next paper ball will come.”
Cheng Qianli glared and said: "The three of you are back to back, and each of you says one thing. Could it be that you have been prepared for it long ago, and you can still be attacked by him?"
Jiang Shuo shook his head and said: "Brother Cheng, don't force the three masters. Who saw the paper ball coming just now? How to prepare for it? When this person hit me with a second paper ball last night, I also I took precautions, but still didn’t catch up with him.”
Cheng Qianqi said: "Hey... Young Master, did you see this mysterious man last night? You never told me, Old Cheng."
Jiang Shuo said apologetically: "Brother Cheng, this matter is too bizarre. We don't know where to start. Besides, we have never seen this expert before. He is so fast that he looks like a ghost."
Jiang Shuo's internal strength is very strong, and he has the dragon ball in his body. He has sharp ears and eyesight. It can be said that no disturbance can escape his ears and eyes. However, he said it is "like a ghost." This man's lightness kung fu is really unbelievable.
Sima Qingyun heard from Jiang Shuo that the man made two paper balls last night, and knew that Lu Yuxuan had reservations just now. He didn't know whether the note with "Tubo" written on it was the first one or the second one, but since the other party didn't tell him, he It’s not convenient to ask.
Lu Yuxuan said: "Young Master, if you want me to say that this matter has nothing to do with us, let's say goodbye to the three saints and go down the mountain."
As he said this, he glanced at Cheng Qianli. Cheng Qianli said hurriedly: "Yes, yes, yes... Young master, hurry up. That weirdo asked three old men to trick you into attending some kind of Nine Sects Conference. It must be detrimental to You have a saying that 'a gentleman does not stand behind a dangerous wall', so if we don't run away, what are we waiting for?"
As they spoke, Lu and Cheng stood up and walked to Jiang Shuo, one on the left and the other on the right pretending to carry Jiang Shuo out. The Three Saints of Kongtong looked anxious when they saw this.
Zhuge Jingxu said: "Young Master Jiang, although we have lied to you, the three religions are indeed facing the crisis of overturning the religion. They all say that the young master is a young hero. How can he just walk away if he is a great hero in this world?"
When he got to the emotional point, he actually left the table and fell down in front of Jiang Shuo and cried. When Jiang Shuo saw Zhuge Jingxu, the majestic headmaster, who was already much older, he actually gave him this great gift. Although they refused to tell the whole story, Jiang Shuo Jiang Shuo knew how urgent he was, so how could he leave?
However, before Jiang Shuo could say anything, a disciple from the Shen Fist Sect suddenly broke in and said, "Master..."
Zhuge Jingxu was lying in front of Jiang Shuo at this moment. The disciple couldn't help but be startled when he saw the headmaster like this. Zhuge Jingxu stood up hurriedly and said angrily: "I told you to strictly guard the door and no one is allowed to enter, but why did you come in?"
The disciple said: "A distinguished guest has arrived."
Zhuge Jingxu said angrily: "We are such an important guest. Please go to the side hall to serve tea first. You don't know how?"
The disciple was so lectured by him that he lowered his head and did not dare to reply. He listened to a loud voice outside and said, "Hahaha, an old friend is here to visit. Why are you so cold?"
Upon hearing this, Zhuge Jingxu was overjoyed and said, "Senior Mo Jianke has arrived!"
The three saints of Kongtong stood up to greet him, but the man had already entered the door with a smile. Jiang Shuo and others heard the man's voice shaking the room and knew that the master was coming, so they also stood up quickly, only to see an old man of medium height coming in.
The old man's beard and hair were all white, and he was half bald in front of his forehead. He was so smooth and shiny that he could not tie his hair in a bun. He only used a piece of coarse cloth to wipe his forehead and gathered up his sparse and messy white hair. His face was red, especially the bumps on his nose, which were very red. , looking like a drunkard in the market, looking hazy with drooped eyelids, as if he was still hungover.
Looking at him, he was wearing a brown Gebu shirt, an inner hakama and an outer robe, and linen leggings on his calves. He was wearing straw shoes. At first glance, he looked like a poor man.
Hanging on his waist was a bulging leather bag and a large gourd, which seemed to be old items that had been used for a long time.
The three people from Kongtong came forward to greet him, and they all called him senior. The old man didn't know how old he was. Lu Yuxuan stepped forward and knelt down and kowtowed: "Master, I am respectful."
The old man glanced at him with squinted eyes and said, "Oh, he's a boy from the Lu family...I just taught you some skills, is it worth kneeling on the ground and kowtow?"
Lu Yuxuan fell on the ground and said: "Once you are a teacher, you will always be a father. How can you be disrespectful to your master?"
The old man chuckled and stopped talking. He calmly accepted Lu Yuxuan's three nods.
Zhuge Jingxu introduced to Jiang Shuo: "Young Master Jiang, this is Senior Mo Jianke of Chisong Mountain." Then he said to the old man: "Senior Mo Jian, this is the new leader of the Jianghu Alliance, Jiang Shuo."
Jiang Shuo thought to himself, it turns out that this is the old man Mo Jing of Chisong Mountain. He heard that he was Nan Ba's master, but he didn't expect that Lu Lang was also his disciple.
The old man looked at Jiang Shuo with drunken eyes and looked him up and down. Jiang Shuo saw that his eyes were cloudy and he didn't have the sparkle that a martial arts practitioner should have. However, he heard from Zhao Rui that there was a master of the internal martial arts who had practiced internal martial arts to the When you reach the top, you will keep your spiritual light introverted, and keep your essence and reveal your clumsiness. The more this is the case, the more it should not be underestimated.
The old man opened his mouth and laughed and said: "That's right, boy. Are you a member of the Maoshan disciples? Who are you, Li Hanguang?"
His teeth were in excellent shape, and he showed a set of neat white teeth when he laughed.
Jiang Shuo crossed his hands and said, "I am not from Maoshan, but I do get my skills from Maoshan. It's just that Mr. Zhenyin doesn't allow me to say it. Please forgive me, senior."
The old man Mo Jing smiled and said: "Old man, I have no interest in the secrets of other sects of kung fu, so I won't tell you." Suddenly he stretched out his hand and said: "Bring it here!"
Jiang Shuo was stunned and asked casually: "What?"
The old man who was grinding the mirror said: "I have no other special skills. All I am good at is grinding mirrors. Naturally, I want to ask you for a mirror."
Jiang Shuo wondered: "What mirror?"
The old man grinding the mirror said: "Aren't you the leader of the Jianghu Alliance? Don't you have an ancient mirror? The leader of the Jianghu Alliance has an ancient mirror?" He stretched out his hand straight and said impatiently: "Bring it here."
There seemed to be unquestionable majesty in his words. Jiang Shuo reached into his arms and took out a small cloth bag. He had been keeping this small cloth bag close to his body. At this moment, he unfolded the cloth bag and put it in the old man's hand, revealing the eight-foot copper bag inside. mirror.
Everyone had heard that the Jianghu leader's treasure was an ancient mirror, but no one could see it with their own eyes. When Jiang Shuo took out the cloth bag, they couldn't help but gather around to watch.
This bronze mirror is much smaller than everyone imagined. The so-called eight feet is based on the small ruler of the Han Dynasty. The ruler of the Tang Dynasty is no more than six feet. Looking at the bronze mirror in the hands of the old man grinding the mirror, it is placed on the gray cloth. There is a button in the center of the back of the mirror, and a simple animal face pattern surrounded by clouds and thunder patterns is engraved around it. It is covered with jet-black bronze. Apart from looking ancient, there is nothing special about it. Everyone onlookers can't help but smile slightly. Somewhat disappointed.
When the old mirror-grinding old man turned it over and looked at the mirror again, he became furious and said: "This is unreasonable! This guy doesn't know how to preserve it, so he actually made the ancient mirror covered in dust and stained!"
Jiang Shuo was shocked. When he looked at the mirror, it turned out to be black and gray. He remembered that when Li Yong in Qingzhou explained it to him, the front of the eight-foot mirror was still shining with silver light to detect people. He didn't know when it changed to this look. . Suddenly I remembered that day in Sanmenxia, when I soaked in the river for a whole day to dredge the river. I am afraid that it was at that time that the mirror was soaked in the river water and became like this.
When the dam of Bianqu was broken, Jiang Shuo also fell into the water and drifted for dozens of miles. However, the cloth bag was still wrapped with oil paper at that time, so the mirror was not damaged. After that, he changed his clothes several times. , although the mirror was not lost, the oil paper wrapped outside the cloth bag had long since disappeared.
The old man Mo Jing didn't know the twists and turns, he just got angry and shook his head, obviously shaking with anger.
He suddenly sat down on the ground, took out a sharpening stone from the tattered leather bag around his waist, and placed it on the ground, as if he was about to sharpen his mirror!
Cheng Qianli stepped forward and said to Jiang Shuo: "Young Master, this ancient mirror is the most precious treasure of all alliance leaders. It has been passed down for thousands of years. I have never heard of it being polished."
The old man grinding the mirror spat: "I have never heard of any stains. It looks like the rust is only more than a month old. Now it is just floating rust on the surface. If you polish it immediately, it will be as good as before. If it is too late, this mirror will be as good as before." It’s over.”
Jiang Shuo was at a loss at this moment, not knowing whether to agree to polish the mirror or come back. While he was still hesitating, the old man had already started polishing it.
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