The mountainous rain and fog blocked the road to Luoshitan, but it couldn't stop the rolling wheels!
Luoshitan used to be a little-known fishing village. The people in the village got a name with "tan" because they lived by the river and made a living by fishing. Nowadays, there is only a dark and unseen road here. Beyond the ancient road at the end, there are no more fishing villagers, and no more nostalgic scenery!
It may have just started to rain lightly, and the green brick alley made people feel slightly chilly...
When the carriage arrived at the Chunchengshan Inn, the lights were dimmed and the rain had already stopped. Qin Mi hurriedly jumped off the horse, rolled up his sleeves and wiped the rain from his forehead, while Lu Xiang helped his wife and Xueer out of the carriage, and the four of them walked into the inn...
"These three glasses of wine, one to honor the heaven and the earth, one to honor the martyrs, and one to forget the past!" Lu Xiang picked up the wine glass and slowly poured the three full glasses of wine onto the ground.
"Senior Lu, this is your fourth glass of wine. I wish you and Mrs. Lu good luck, happiness and worry-free life every year!"
"Okay, Brother Qin, please!"
Eight parts strong wine, two parts moonlight!
With the wine in his heart, Lu Xiang said, "There will be a martial arts competition at Chuncheng Mountain tomorrow. I wonder what Brother Qin is thinking about?"
Qin Mi put down his wine glass and pondered for a moment: "Qin guessed that there is something fishy about this event, and I'm afraid it will cause quite a turmoil in the world!"
Lu Xiang nodded silently...
The wind and rain are swaying, and the heaven and earth are vast! Looking from a distance, there are flags all over the Chuncheng Mountain, and the auras are gathering, like a dragon rising into the sky! Ten miles away, on top of a hall made of hundreds of bronzes, there are all kinds of martial arts sects. Colorful flags are arranged from north to south, with the following words:
The sound of the flute is ecstatic, and the shadow of the sword is as colorful as falling snow - the Luoshen Gang!
Still as a virgin, as moving as the wind, with a heart as calm as water traveling in the rivers and lakes - Longmen Hall!
Punish evildoers innocently with fists and feet, save sentient beings with compassion with swords and sticks - Shaolin Sect!
The sword points to the sky and the earth and a green light shines, and the strokes of Tai Chi burst into cold stars - Tianxing Sect!
The dragon roars into Kunlun for nine days, and the silver moon and meteors fill the universe - Kunlun Sect!
A hundred steps away, a white-haired elder who was over sixty years old was sitting firmly in the hall. His white clothes were like flowers and snow, floating like clouds. The elder's name was Xuan Heng, and he was the leader of the Tianxing Sect. There is a person sitting on each side of the elder. On the left is a Taoist priest with a round head and a green robe. This person is He Wanshan. On the right is an ancient Buddhist Zen master, Master Qingqi of Shaolin Temple!
But I saw the elder raking his beard and saying loudly: "Heroes from all walks of life, who have not shown any interest in the cold sword for ten years, became famous all over the world in one battle! Thank you for attending the Chuncheng Mountain martial arts event. This ten-year event has three special features: First, compete in martial arts and discuss swords. Only the one with the highest martial arts skills can become the supreme king of martial arts and command the world! Second, seek the Wu Nian Sword to inherit the centuries-old Wu Nian sword skills! Third, eradicate the scum in the martial arts world and promote the righteousness of the world!"
"Okay, that's good. I dare to ask Elder Xuan Heng. Ten years have passed. Who are the heroes in the martial arts world? Why don't you show me a few moves one by one? Those who can catch my eye will compete again, so as not to make mistakes. Hour!"
Elder Xuan Heng looked towards the crowd and saw the man tilting his head, holding a large jade scimitar in his arms, with a look of disdain that could not be concealed.
"This hero carries a big sword and speaks so straightforwardly. He must be the hero Bizhongjuebi from Yunzhongganbi?"
"Haha, Elder Xuan Heng still remembers Mr. Bi from Yun Zhong. You are so lucky!" Bi Zhongjue clasped his fists and laughed.
"Master Bi, please don't cause trouble for no reason..." the green-robed Taoist suddenly said angrily!
"Oh? This Taoist priest, I recognize you, the head of Hewanshanhe. I was about to ask you what shameful things you did when you left without saying goodbye. Today, you are sitting high and high like a gentleman. Don’t you feel blushing either?”
"You...surnamed Bi, you are talking nonsense, don't talk nonsense!" He Wanshan's face turned purple with anger.
"Haha, how could I be talking nonsense? You are naturally guilty and scared, and it's hard to admit it. I will save you some face today!" Bizhong Jue said with a proud smile!
