Jiangnan·Yizhou City·Grave of Heroes
At night, Yun Musheng took advantage of the fact that there was no one around, and carefully came to the Tomb of Heroes to visit Hua Xiaoqi. According to people's traditional concepts, generally as soon as noon is passed, the Yang Qi will gradually weaken, which is not good. It is a place with such a tomb, not to mention that it is dark and windy at this time.
But the Tomb of Heroes is not the case. Even in the darkest hour of the night, walking in this place where the bones of the world's heroes are buried makes people feel more at ease.
"It's so late, but Young Master Yun is still thinking about us orphan girls."
At this time, Qing Yi was sitting in front of the pavilion wiping the broken green sword in her hand. The moonlight shone on her white hair and her skin was still tight, making it impossible to tell that this was a woman who was already forty years old. A woman with surplus.
Yun Musheng cupped her hands and said, "Senior is joking. I forgive this junior for coming to bother me at this time. After today, I will concentrate on martial arts for a long time. I'm afraid I won't have time to visit again."
Qing Yi did not look back, she still turned her back towards the moon. After a long time, she replied: "Qinghe, she wants to take the initiative to send troops."
Yun Musheng was shocked. Except for a few people at the guest pavilion at noon today, no one else knew about this matter. Could it be that this person who has entered the Star Realm really even has the ability to listen to the wind? Seeing that Yun Musheng remained silent, Qing Yi turned her head slightly:
"Don't be surprised. I have known Qinghe for more than ten years. How strong she is. How can she swallow her anger after being bullied by the Sunrise Pavilion? Although she may be estranged from me because of Ximen, but After all, she is the only person I know well in this world, so I hope you can protect her."
"Senior, please rest assured. This junior will definitely devote himself to training and one day help Princess Qinghe eradicate the evildoers and restore peace to the world." Yun Musheng vowed. After hearing this, Qing Yi turned his head and raised his eyes slightly.
"Xiaoqi is in the room, just go in."
"Thank you, senior."
Yun Musheng came to the hut behind the hill beside the pavilion. Several oil lamps were lit in the house. With the moonlight pouring in from the window, the room seemed so quiet at this time. Hua Xiaoqi looked like So peaceful.
Yun Musheng took out the paper figurine that had been forwarded with the Yin Qing Yuan Que curse from the bag, and then looked at Hua Xiaoqi, who was sleeping on the bed, and suddenly felt a subtle feeling.
"Xiao Qi, you see, this paper man is the most personal thing to you, and the Yin Qing Yuan Qian was once parasitic in your body. But now, these two unrelated personal things have cleverly overlapped. Together, it’s quite interesting.”
Yun Musheng just chatted with Hua Xiaoqikong, who couldn't respond to him. He looked around from time to time. Although the room was simple, it was very clean. It could be seen at a glance that it was a women's boudoir. There was no debris around. There are just many books collected by Qing Yi lined up.
Suddenly, a seemingly familiar book caught Yun Musheng's eye. He stepped forward and took a closer look. It turned out to be a martial arts secret book that he was familiar with and couldn't be more familiar with. Although the handwriting on the cover had faded badly, I can still distinguish the word "Hanche", but I don't know how Hua Yun's secret book appeared here.
"This is what Yunyuechuan and Yun Zhaoxue left behind."
Qing Yi happened to return to the room from the Peach Blossom Pavilion and leaned against the bamboo door. The two names she mentioned are very familiar to Yun Musheng. Among the Seven Swords of Hua Yun, apart from Yun Zhezhi, Yun Zhemei, and Yun Qingya who are practicing Kuai Xue Sword Technique, there is also Hua Xianzi headed by The four of them practiced the Han Che Internal Skill.
And this Yun Yuechuan and Yun Zhaoxue are the two people who, like Hua Xianzi, are practicing Hanche internal skills, and they are also the only couple among the Seven Swords. However, they both passed away before Yun Musheng formed a memory. Yun Musheng only heard of his name but never saw his face.
"Senior Qingyi, do you know these two seniors?" Yun Musheng asked.
"I not only knew, but was extremely familiar with. The leader of the Huayun Sect at that time was not Yun Zhezhi. The Seven Swords of Huayun at that time were still famous in the world. These two people became friends with Ximen by chance. We knew each other and often competed with each other. Ximen always called me to compete with the two of them, but later..."
"What happened next?"
Yun Musheng couldn't wait to ask. After all, he had admired the Seven Swords of Huayun since he was a child, but he had never heard his master tell stories about them in more than ten years.
Qing Yi continued: "Then one day, the two of them suddenly said goodbye to us, saying that they were summoned by Lord Anling to kill the rebellious officials in the court. Before leaving, they left this book of Hanche Kung Fu to us as a souvenir. Why? I think if I leave, I will be separated from the two of them forever."
In the story told by Qing Yi, a familiar title attracted Yun Musheng's attention, Mr. Anling. He had seen with his own eyes many days ago that the mysterious Mr. Nan used this title to kill two of the four evil kings of Nanling. Bit, scared to the point of peeing.
Yun Musheng couldn't help but ask: "Senior, do you know who this Lord Anling is?"
Qing Yi thought about it for a moment and shook his head: "I don't know him well, I just know that his name is Shangguan Tuo. Twenty years ago, like you, he was also the top martial artist in this sword climbing competition. What's more, this person can make Huayun Qi He can sacrifice his life for the sword, and he can frighten the two evil princes so much after his death, so he must be an extraordinary person."
Yun Musheng took off the weather-beaten Chidori on his back and looked at the book of Han Che Internal Skills, which was yellowed everywhere. He couldn't help but sigh: "My generation will continue to inherit the will of our ancestors."
Qing Yi looked at the silly boy in front of him and couldn't help but smile. This time, the corners of his mouth were raised. "Since you are a member of Hua Yun, I will leave this Han Che internal power to you. Also, I suggest you not to use a thousand birds as a sword."
"Why is this?" Yun Musheng asked puzzled.
"I once asked Xiao Qi to convey to you that when a sword is accompanied by a swordsman, it will generate internal energy circulation for a long time. Those top swordsmen will make the sword in their hands generate a sword soul, and a sword with a sword soul will not be able to survive unless the next owner He is a blood relative of the previous one, otherwise he would not have changed hands. This Thousand Birds is in your hands and cannot resonate with you."
Only then did Yun Musheng realize. No wonder he couldn't get used to the Thousand Birds during his sword practice these past few days. However, Senior Sister Wenqing at that time could easily master Hua Xianzi's Jiang Xuejian.
It was late at night. Yun Musheng said goodbye to Qingyi and went down the Peach Blossom Slope. When she passed the mourning hall of her master Yun Zhezhi, she clearly felt the thousand birds in her hand trembling slightly. Yun Musheng took it out and stood it in front of her eyes. Today's name is The sword still shows its edge, but the old friend has turned into dust.
Looking at the thousand birds that seemed to be echoing their master, Yun Musheng suddenly made a decision. He walked into Yun Zhezhi's mourning hall with firm steps, and gently placed the shining thousand birds. In front of Master's tombstone.
He couldn't help but laugh at himself, and everything turned out to be the original result. If he hadn't been so competitive and wanted to inherit Chidori, maybe he would still be staying with his senior sisters in Huayun at this time. Together, we would not have gone down the mountain so early, nor would we have experienced so much suffering.
However, Yun Musheng then thought about it. Regardless of whether she came to Jiangnan or not, the things she had experienced would still happen. The Jiangnan Poetry Association would continue as usual. Bei Mingyu would still make friends with other martyrs to exterminate the Crocodile Gang. The Defense Department and The Yanyu Tower may still be able to resist the attack of Zhiri Pavilion tenaciously.
It turns out that nothing here will change with his arrival. The only thing that will change is that he is an ignorant and incompetent young man.
