Jiangnan·Yizhou City
If the Jiangnan Poetry Fair is a grand ceremony where literati from all over the world gather together, then the Sword Climbing Conference held in Yanyu Tower is an opportunity for young martial artists from all over the world to rise to the top. Any young person who performs well in the conference is very likely to be selected by various He was favored by dignitaries and even the royal family, and he was promoted step by step.
The person who wins the top of martial arts will be famous throughout the ages and leave his name in history.
The streets of Yizhou City are just like Luzhou more than a month ago. There are many more people on the streets than before, but it is different from when they were in Luzhou. At that time, all the people walking on the streets were literati holding scrolls and books. son.
But now, all the people walking around Yizhou Street look strong, with thick arms and round waists. At first glance, they are not from Jiangnan. They must be the martial artists who have come from all over to attend the sword climbing competition.
Where there are many warriors, there will naturally be more fights and fights. It was no coincidence that Yun Musheng and his party encountered one.
"Go away! This is the position I set my sights on first."
In the Xuanji Teahouse, Yun Musheng and her friends were drinking tea and listening to a book. Unexpectedly, a tall and sturdy man suddenly broke in and tried to drive them away unreasonably.
"It turns out that a rough guy like you is willing to come to this teahouse to make tea. Why, you don't have enough money in your pocket to buy wine for you?"
Yun Musheng remained unmoved, instead looking at the big idiot in front of him with a smile.
The strong man heard the sarcasm in Yun Musheng's words, and became angry with shame. He picked up a sledgehammer from his waist and made a look as if he was going to kill him. The sledgehammer crashed down, and Feng Wan hid in it. The right hand under the table had already touched the dagger on his waist, but was held down by Mo Yuqing.
Mo Yuqing smiled faintly, looked at Miao Xian'er who happened to be coming back from outside and shouted: "Xian'er, how about you show your brother Feng Wan a trick."
Miao Xian'er's hands and feet were nimble. She used her two fingers to hit two acupoints on the shoulder and neck of the strong man. The strong man suddenly froze as if his limbs were paralyzed. The sledgehammer in his hand fell and hit his own feet again, causing pain. He rolled on the ground and screamed.
Everyone couldn't help but laugh at his miserable appearance. At this moment, another burly man walked in from outside the teahouse. His appearance was very similar to the man in front of them. They should be brothers.
"Huzi, didn't I say that those who look thin may not be as powerful as you? When I was young, I got into trouble with a thin woman and thought she was easy to bully. Who knew..."
"Oh, I know, I know. I just took a few people to catch the girl, but was saved by a senior man. You have been nagging me several times. When we practice martial arts, we have to fight for breath. I don't want to fight with you, eldest brother. Seems like a coward!"
The strong man named Huzi seemed very dissatisfied with his elder brother's cowardly appearance on the ground, while the elder brother was worried about this younger brother who liked to make trouble as much as he did when he was young.
"What a few people, there were dozens, dozens of people at that time! They were all killed by a strange man who came from nowhere! Can you save your brother some trouble!"
"Oh, I know, I know... Oh, you're a loser." Huzi stood up and reluctantly followed his elder brother out of the teahouse. Some dissatisfied mutterings could still be heard in his mouth. This farce added a bit of fun to this usually ordinary and leisurely teahouse.
After the farce, everyone returned to their elegant drinking tea, chatting and laughing. Yun Musheng looked out the window at the Ninghuai River. At the end of the river was Longkou Rudder, which had been transformed into a trading wharf by Li Qinghe. Next to it were the continuous On a hillside, there were once many magnificent and magnificent villas in the mountain, but now they are only the old sites.
Look again at the moss-covered Liuxu Bridge at the entrance of the teahouse. You say it is wide or narrow. You say it is wide. It was once the wrong path for the young man in red. If you say it is narrow, it has witnessed the Qingyi people. A girl’s broad mind. In the small corner of Yizhou in the south of the Yangtze River, every ordinary scenery records a long story.
For more than ten years in Huayun, time seems to have passed by in vain, but in just a few months in Jiangnan, Yun Musheng has tasted the sweetness and bitterness of the world. This world is really not an easy place to get involved.
As soon as the board rang, the storyteller finished telling today's story, and several people left their seats. After all, the sword climbing competition was coming soon, and Yun Musheng had to practice more quickly. Before leaving, he looked at the Tomb of Heroes in the distance. This winter You can actually smell a hint of lotus fragrance during the season.
When the waiter closed the table, he felt something strange. There were six teacups left on the empty coffee table, four of which were empty and two of which were full.
Jiangnan Yanyu Tower
After Yun Musheng returned to the Yanyu Tower, she hurried to the dojo and pulled Feng Wan and Mo Yuqing to practice martial arts. Hua Wuming, Tan Weiyang, Miao Xianer and others watched from time to time from the upper floors of the dojo. It’s just that Hua Xiaoqi went somewhere else and disappeared for a long time.
In the dojo, Feng Wan's sword was like a shadow in the wind, and Mo Yuqing's fan was like stars. Yun Musheng struggled to dodge under the combined attack of the two.
Although Yun Musheng's perception and reaction abilities have been significantly improved after half a month of devil training under the supervision of Qinglian in the underground Ningsheng Tingyu Tower, she is still far from the second state of having a sword in her heart. Far.
During several careless moments, Yun Musheng was either accidentally scratched by Feng Wan, or was numbed by Mo Yuqing's fan handle.
After all, the intensity of the joint attack between these two people is countless times stronger than the mechanism that goes downstairs.
It was more than enough for Yun Mu Sheng to hold on for an hour at Ting Yu Lou underground, but with the two men's flanking attack, Yun Musheng had to struggle to even burn a stick of incense without a sword in his hand, let alone gather energy to form a blade. fought back.
This high-intensity training lasted for an unknown amount of time, and the movements of the three of them slowed down slightly.
I don't know whether Feng Wan's speed slowed down or Mo Yuqing's footwork was wrong. The two suddenly leaned against each other and stopped attacking. Yun Musheng suddenly felt a trace of breath coming from the two people's movements. The feeling was extremely subtle. , that breath seems to disappear in an instant.
The flaw, that was the flaw exposed by the two people. Yun Musheng couldn't help but seize this subtle moment. He gathered his energy and swung at the two people who happened to be staggering. Seeing that they couldn't dodge, they stopped their offensive to block it. That energy The power of the blade was still too weak, so it was easily blocked by the two of them.
But it wasn't important. Just when the two of them took off their hands to block the air blade, Yun Musheng quickly stepped forward and kicked out at the two of them, causing the two of them to take a few steps back and be knocked out of the field.
"It's really shameful that something like this happened."
Mo Yuqing still had a smile on her face and patted the dust in her sleeves, but Feng Wan's face was full of displeasure and she snorted lightly from the side.
"Okay, okay, that's it for today. Don't add any more workload to me."
From a distance, Tan Weiyang hurriedly ran over. She, the trauma doctor who had been watching the battle with great interest, became the official doctor of these three people. Whenever these people compete and practice, they all have to wear something colorful, which makes Tan Weiyang unable to rest for several days.
In the medical pavilion, Hua Wuming helped Tan Weiyang treat the skin injuries of the people who had just discussed. Yun Musheng was still thinking about the battle just now. At the moment when Mo Yuqing and Feng Wan made a mistake in their cooperation, it was indeed On the ground, Yun Musheng could smell the flaw.
Although it was only for a moment, it was enough for him to find every opportunity to counterattack.
He is a swordsman himself, and he has been undergoing various surprise attacks in the past ten days. Presumably this is his newly acquired swordsmanship ability. If he can use it skillfully in the sword climbing competition, it will greatly increase the probability of defeating his opponent. , Yun Musheng thought.
Hua Wuming was pounding medicine beside him and asked Yun Musheng: "By the way, Brother Yun, the day we left the Tomb of Heroes, that Ximen... didn't that swordsman give you a martial arts secret book? ? Why don’t I see you practicing? The martial arts secrets of the Sword Immortal must be much more powerful than ordinary martial arts."
Hearing this, Yun Musheng shook his head slightly and said, "I have read that secret book, and it is true as Qing Yi said. I can't learn it now, and I am not suitable to learn it."
"Where does this begin?"
Hua Wuming was a little puzzled. According to Yun Musheng's temperament, he would try out any difficult martial arts secrets. How could he just retreat this time?
Yun Musheng said helplessly: "That sword move is called Sweet Wind and Drizzle. It is a real killing move. It kills people like spring rain and moistens things silently. The enemy didn't even react before he was stabbed in the vital part. It's a pity. . . ”
"What's the pity?"
"It's a pity that although this move leaves no trace, it is also gentle. The enemy will not feel any pain, but will feel like rain. Therefore, the user is required to at least have no hatred towards the enemy, and even... some emotional bonds."
As soon as these words came out, everyone was a little confused. Since you want to kill the other person, no matter whether you hate that person or not, at least you should not have any emotions. If that day comes, for some reason, you want to kill the person you love. Man, that was so painful. No wonder Qing Yi told Yun Musheng that she didn't want him to use this trick.
"Ms. Tsing Yi probably used this trick when she logged into the Star Realm to kill Ximen Liuxing."
Mo Yuqing looked at the secret book in Yun Musheng's hand, imagining the scene when Qing Yi had no choice but to kill her beloved that night. The words "sweet breeze and drizzle" gave gentleness to her beloved, but gave herself the most pain.
