Jiangnan Tomb of Heroes
Yun Musheng looked at the white-haired guest in blood-clothed clothes standing on the top of the mountain and couldn't help but sigh at the vastness of this world. In this world, a small sword can actually make the difference between heaven and earth.
Suddenly, something strange came into Yun Musheng's eyes. There seemed to be a gap in the mountain behind Ximen Liuxing. It was probably caused by Yun Musheng's quick snow and clear weather just now. Looking from a distance, it looked like there was a gap inside. There was something that looked like a tomb, but before Yun Musheng could take a closer look, Ximen Liuxing stepped forward to block his view.
Yun Musheng came to his senses and immediately bowed deeply to Ximen Liuxing and said, "Thank you, Senior Ximen, for helping me. Such a kindness will never be forgotten by me. I just want you to...cough cough cough."
Before Yun Musheng could finish her words, she choked on a mouthful of blood. After all, Qinglian was a woman whose cultivation level was much higher than hers. Each of the star-like rain of needles was filled with internal energy, even if it was blocked by the snow and the sun. For most of the next day, some internal injuries were unavoidable, and in addition, Yun Musheng's anger from the previous attack on her heart was still lingering.
The white-haired guest in blood clothes looked at the young man in front of him who had become stronger and remembered an old friend. When he was young, his eyes were as firm and clear as the young man in front of him. And this young man could master the first level of swordsmanship in just a few days. The combination of man and sword can be mastered and used in actual combat. His foundation is extraordinary, but he is somewhat reluctant to get involved in worldly affairs.
"what's your name?"
The white-haired man in blood-clothed clothes asked in a deep voice modified by his inner strength.
"The junior's name is Yun Musheng."
"Yun? Mu Sheng?"
The white-haired guest in blood-clothed clothes recalled the sword skills used by the young man just now. He also had the surname Yun, so he must be a descendant of one of the Seven Swordsmen of Hua Yun.
Although he and Yun Zhezhi did not have much interaction during his lifetime, the three words "Yun Zhezhi" left a strong and upright impression on Jianghu. The white-haired guest in red finally put aside his hesitation and sighed with relief:
"I'll give you two opportunities. Within a month, you can either realize the second level of swordsmanship - no sword in your hand, but a sword in your heart, or you can convince the head of the Criminal Defense Department to let go of your obsession. If you do one of the two, I will The seventh and most difficult form of Tingyu Sword Technique is passed to you by the sweet wind and drizzle."
Yun Musheng calculated with his fingers that there was only more than a month left before the Sword Climbing Conference, but the two tasks Ximen Liuxing gave him were extremely difficult to complete, but since they were promised by the Sword Immortal , it must be stronger than any pleading, so after thanking him with both hands, he supported Hua Xiaoqi and left.
The red sun rose higher, and the light shone into the gap in the mountain. The white-haired man in blood walked to the entrance of the cave and looked inside for a long time. Then he lifted up the broken stone slab and blocked the gap again. The stone slab was completely closed. In front of her, those sapphire-like eyes never left her side.
Jiangnan Criminal Defense Department
"Didn't I say I wouldn't let you go? Now you don't even listen to my words?"
Li Qinghe sat next to Qinglian who was being healed. His tone was full of anger, but the distress in his eyes never stopped. After all, it was Qinglian who was as close to him as a sister. If someone else had disobeyed her like this, Instructions, I am afraid that his head has long since disappeared.
Qinglian looked at the not-fatal but terrifying sword wound in her abdomen. The wound was not big. Although it penetrated Qinglian's abdomen, it did not damage any organs. This is evident from the swordsman's sword skills. .
"As long as the broken green sword is there, the heartless man will never forget the dead Qing Yi for a moment. Although he is not worthy of you, how can I bear to watch my little master miss him every day."
Qinglian accidentally became angry as she spoke, and the wound opened a little more. Qinghe quickly helped Qinglian lie down and signaled her not to get excited.
Qinglian, on the other hand, was a person who couldn't bear his temper. After lying down, she started talking about her experience at the Tomb of Heroes. After listening to this, Qinghe remembered something:
"According to your statement, the boy who uses Kuai Xue Sword Technique has already mastered the first realm of swordsmanship, the integration of man and sword. If he wants to become stronger, he will have to attack the second realm. But this guy who has no sword in his hand has the knack of a sword in his heart. , it is similar to the art of controlling objects that you have cultivated, if we can use this to induce him to use it for us..."
Qinglian was indeed Li Qinghe's close friend for many years, and she knew what Li Qinghe meant as soon as she heard these words.
"Don't worry, little master. After Qinglian's injury improves, he will secretly look for that boy Huayun. If he doesn't obey, we will pierce his heart with thousands of needles!"
Li Qinghe wiped away the blood that oozed from Qinglian's wound, and said calmly: "Don't worry, I will give you some good advice after your injury improves. Remember, you must make him learn the second realm before telling us about us." the goal of."
"Why?"
Qinglian was a little puzzled. Although the young man Hua Yun had excellent bones, he was far from his opponent. He could just force him by force, so why bother?
Li Qinghe put the gauze into the water and washed it, and the blood stasis dispersed in the water.
"If I guess correctly, this young man is the disciple of Yun Zhezhi. At Yun Zhezhi's burial ceremony, he showed his talents under the eyes of all the powerful forces in the world. A few days ago, he met Taotie at the Jiangnan Poetry Conference. Prince Wang is tit for tat, how can such a person be threatened by you? Only by showing kindness to such a righteous hero can he be hard to refuse. I have a plan, please listen to it."
After speaking, Li Qinghe informed Qinglian of his complete plan. After hearing this, Qinglian changed her frown and smiled knowingly.
"My young master is truly an expert."
Jiangnan Yanyu Tower
After Yun Musheng led Hua Xiaoqi to visit Ye Qianqiu, they learned about the major and minor events in Jiangnan that year. The historian of Yanyu Tower had some records in Qianji Pavilion. After obtaining Ye Qianqiu's consent, the two of them followed Hua Wuming came to Qianji Pavilion and began to check past information.
After all, even Master Yun Zhezhi has only reached the second level of swordsmanship after many years of practice. It is simply impossible for him to have no sword in his hands and a sword in his heart within a month. Therefore, the top priority is to seize the time, understand and Untying the shackles in Li Qinghe's heart made her no longer obsessed with destroying the green sword.
While browsing, Hua Xiaoqi kept her brows furrowed, as if she had something on her mind. Seeing this, Yun Musheng recalled what Qinglian said to her last night.
"Are you still worried about what that woman said?"
Hua Xiaoqi was still staring at the many scrolls in her hands without raising her head. After a while, she replied: "According to the content recorded on the scrolls and what Senior Ximen said, Qinglian is Li Qinghe's maid, but in my case During the battle between Ningshengtingyulou and Yanyulou where my mother died ten years ago, they temporarily left Jiangnan due to palace matters, how could she see my mother’s death?”
After hearing this, Yun Musheng felt that it was indeed unreasonable, but another thing in comparison made him more concerned: "You said that your mother died in the battle between Ningshengtingyu Tower and Yanyu Tower? Then kill your mother The murderer...could he be...?!"
"Yes, although I have never seen it with my own eyes, I heard from the seniors in Tingyu Tower that the aura remaining on my mother's body came from senior Zhongli's object-controlling technique. According to the strength of a first-class killer like my mother, this The only person in Jiangnan who can kill him with the art of controlling objects is Senior Zhongli’s great disciple—Ye! Qian! Qiu!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the door of Qianji Pavilion was suddenly opened. Standing outside the door was the pale-faced Hua Wuming. He could never believe that the owner of Yanyu Tower who he had assisted for so many years was actually his own, his mother-killing enemy. !
