Chapter 7 of Flying Snow and Misty Rain·Sunset Shines on the Snow

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In the 208th year of the Ling Dynasty, on the outskirts of Lingdu, in Riming Villa

"Reixiang, how are the arrangements for the four ghosts under the sun?" An old and powerful voice came from the darkness of the bed.

Chang Lianxiang, the young master of the Sun Pavilion, tucked his long hair as white as snow behind his ears and said, "Reporting to my adoptive father, Bai Du and Bai Mu Shuanggui have established a foothold in Fenghuang Street in Lingdu City in the past two years.

The exorcists continue to lurk in the Central Plains Starfall Valley, and the newly admitted Huasan ghost has gone to Jiangnan. If she can win the first place in this year's sword climbing competition, then the secret distribution of the Hidden Sun Pavilion in Jiangnan will be Much more convenient. "

"Okay, among the three ghosts today, the setting sun and eclipse moon ghosts are in the high hall. Although the wolf-swallowing ghost was seriously injured two years ago, the sun-hiding treasury that he was put in charge of is also making money day by day.

If the four ghosts under the sun can once again establish a foothold in the important places of Nanling, it will be easy for me to invade the palace in the future. "

"Let's not talk about the Central Plains and Lingdu for the moment. The Hua Sangui of that sect and Jiangnan are still young, and they don't have much time to join the Hidden Sun Pavilion. I'm just afraid..."

Chang Lianxiang frowned. Her facial lines were clean and neat, and her features were delicate. It would not be an exaggeration to say that she was a beauty among men.

The person on the couch paused and said, "Then send someone to keep an eye on the next Fengyun Auction. There will be some time before the next Fengyun Auction. Let the Wolf Swallowing Ghost go to the south of the Yangtze River first. Make sure that the Hua San Ghost wins the first place in the Sword Climbing Competition. "

"Yes, foster father."

After saying that, Chang Lianxiang waved the robe on her body, and when it fell, the person disappeared under the robe. This young pavilion master suffered from albinism in his early years, so he was born with fair face and white hair.

When Chang Lianxiang was born, his parents regarded him as a born evil creature, so they abandoned him on the street when he was young. It happened that Li Fenji, the master of the Hiding Sun Pavilion, accompanied the fourth prince on a tour, who is now the emperor of Nanling. Li Chitong picked it back up.

Chang Lianxiang has been frail since childhood and has extremely low talent for practicing ordinary martial arts. There is only one skill that is most suitable for him, which is the evil skill from Dongsang, a lost country: "Ye Ming Song".

By chance, he was taken in by Li Fenji. Except for Lianxiang, he never found anyone suitable for cultivation.

This technique is extremely easy to practice. All you need to do is find a piano master to play the complete "Ye Ming Song" to the practitioner.

However, this technique has extremely strict requirements on the physical quality of the practitioners. Only those who suffer from albinism, have yin deficiency, and have been castrated can learn it.

If any of the conditions are not met, the listener will die suddenly at the end of the song. The body of the luthier who played for Chang Lianxiang exploded and his flesh and blood splashed all over the room, which shows the evil nature of this technique.

However, those who have successfully learned it can be like ghosts in the night, coming and going without a trace, and killing people invisible. They are most suitable for training in professions such as assassins, and they can also absorb the skills of those who are weaker than themselves for their own use. .

This young pavilion master has shed countless blood over the years. Now he has not only absorbed the skills of a large number of people in the world, but has also mastered this evil skill. He has also learned to play the song "Night and Darkness", which can be said to be an extraordinary talent.

Broken Cloud Mountain Range·Inside the Dojo

"Seven moves of quick snow, the sky is covered with frost!" "Han Che, all traces of people are gone!"

In the dojo, two girls were seen besieging a young man. One of them flew down and the sword energy poured down like heavy rain. The other woman used her internal power to drive the sword. The sword was wrapped in cold air and ice flowers bloomed everywhere it went. This caused the young man to retreat step by step.

"Two sisters, are you serious? The sword has no eyes, aren't you afraid of hurting me, your dear junior brother?" Yun Musheng reluctantly accepted the move and dodged, but she did not forget to say a few naughty words.

"You will come of age in a few days. If you can't even defeat us sisters, let alone Archdeacon Yun Feng, how are you going to win Master Yun's Thousand Birds Sword?"

After saying that, Hua Wenqing's palm Jiang Xue exuded an even colder aura.

Two years after the death of Hua Xianzi, Wen Qing devoted himself to practicing this cold inner skill every day. Now he has entered the second level of human disappearance. At this stage, anyone within a hundred meters who is not strong enough will be directly frozen into an ice sculpture.

Yun Musheng saw that the two senior sisters were fighting each other with all their strength, so she no longer gave in. She saw him holding the sword on his chest, and the sword body was howling in the wind, and countless wind blades began to form cyclones at extremely fast speeds.

"Quick Snow Eight Styles·Feng Liuyun!" Just when the wind blade was about to explode, Yun Musheng swung the sword forward in his hand, and a fierce hurricane quickly rolled towards the two senior sisters.

At the same time, Hua Wenqing adjusted his position and came behind Yun Lingzhi, and strong winds began to roll around Yun Lingzhi. Hua Wenqing used Jiang Xuejian as a medium to continuously integrate this cold internal force into Yun Lingzhi's air blade.

This scene is nothing like the heroic appearance when Yun Zhemei and Hua Xianzi Kuai Xue Hanche defeated many martial arts masters.

Immediately, a bone-chilling and powerful air blade pierced the oncoming hurricane. The two moves collided, and a huge impact spread out in all directions. The three of them were knocked back several steps by the air flow.

Yun Lingzhi stood firm, gritted his teeth, and suddenly gathered his inner strength in the palm of his hand, and struck Yun Musheng with a punch.

Yun Musheng immediately connected with a palm. After a stalemate for several seconds, he was knocked away and hit the stone statue behind him.

"Yun Lingzhi! Why do you have to sneak up and act like a rogue!" Yun Musheng coughed a few times and replied.

Yun Lingzhi said with an unconvinced look on his face: "You brat, your cultivation time is two years after me, and your internal strength is not as strong as mine. During these two years, you have suddenly grown rapidly. This Kuai Xue Sword Technique has reached the eighth form one step ahead of me. Can you What crooked tricks were used to attract them quickly?"

"Oh, Senior Sister, haven't I told you many times, it's just a fluke that I finally figured it out."

Yun Musheng tried his best to evade it, although he knew that half of the internal energy used by Feng Liuyun to practice the eighth form of Kuai Xue Sword was not his own main internal energy, but the internal energy accumulated from several competitions with others in the past two years. Complex internal forces.

After some arrangement of the combined vertical skills, these scattered internal forces became the energy to drive the sword moves. However, Mr. Nan once warned him that this vertical and horizontal skills should not be mentioned to anyone, so Yun Musheng was vague every time. The words were prevaricating.

"In just two years, I was able to comprehend the eighth form of Kuai Xue Sword Technique. Sheng'er's talent is top-notch. Don't worry, Ling Zhi. When you also learn it, we Kuai Xue Hanche will be able to achieve the dream of Fairy and Zhang in the past." The grace of the door.”

Hua Wenqing's words are gentle and humble, but he does not know that his own talent is the real martial arts wizard. If it is said that Yun Musheng relied on this wonderful vertical and horizontal technique and Mr. Nan's timely guidance, he was able to make such rapid progress.

Na Hua Wenqing relied on his own understanding and practice to practice the four-level Hanche internal skill to the second level in just two years. He also unlocked the method of fast snow and cold fusion, and practiced it with Yun Lingzhi Martial arts fusion skills.

Even Fairy Hua spent six years figuring out how to combine the two.

Jiangnan Yanyulou Reception Hall

"Master Ye, there is a man in black asking to see him. He said he wanted to present a treasure for the Sword Climbing Conference in a while."

"Oh? Please invite this gentleman in quickly."

In the hall, a man was holding a pipe while wiping several daggers in front of the stage. After wiping a sword, he raised his hand and waved it, and the sword flew into the sword box as if it had become spiritual.

"Greetings to the owner of Yanyu Tower, Mr. Ye Qianqiu. I have admired you for a long time. I have come here today because I have a treasure that I want to give to the Sword Climbing Conference."

"Hahaha, please sit down quickly. May I ask who you are and why you want to present a treasure for the Sword Climbing Conference?"

"Master Ye, don't be anxious. Everything will be clear to you when you see this treasure."

After that, the man in black opened the package in his hand. Ye Qianqiu was shocked when he saw it: "This... this is not..."

"Master Ye has a keen eye. Yes, it is exactly this thing. I have heard for a long time that the four-year sword climbing conference is organized by Yanyu Tower, which is commanded by Lord Ye. Therefore, I came here today to give it to Yanyu Tower as a token of appreciation for this sword climbing conference." The prize at the top of the martial arts competition.”

Ye Qianqiu, who had always been extremely interested in the Sword Climbing Conference, was naturally ecstatic. He took the treasure from the man in black and ordered his servants to entertain him with wine and food.

The Yanyu Tower has a very important position in Jiangnan. There are many experts inside, and people from the royal family or nobles often come to entrust matters of all sizes.

The poster, Ye Qianqiu, even studied under Zhongli Jing, who is rumored to be one of the stars in the sky. He has mastered the art of guarding objects and wielding swords to the extreme.

In his early years, Zhong Lijing founded the Yanyu Tower, and every leap year, he held a sword climbing competition to summon young martial arts talents from all over the world to compete. The final winner would receive the support of the Yanyu Tower forever.

Unfortunately, he fell ill at a young age. When he was only forty, his whole body became stiff and unable to move. Before his death, he passed on the art of controlling objects to three extremely talented young people with only two fingers that could move. And this Ye Qianqiu , is one of these three young men.

However, until Zhongli Jing passed away, the three young men could not even touch the master's two fingers, let alone defeat, which shows how terrifying the strength of these seven alien stars is.

The other two young men have since left the Yanyu Tower. Only Ye Qianqiu has taken over the mantle of his master and continues the tradition of the Yanyu Tower and the Sword Climbing Conference to this day.

The man in black and Ye Qianqiu had a pleasant conversation over wine. Before leaving, he looked back at the treasure that had been given away, and then left without looking back. No one noticed that the corners of his eyes were wet just now, just like no one noticed that he was being Sun-melted snowflakes.