"first!"

Lu Zhixuan's heart was shocked. Although Ying Feiyang's sword-wielding skills were still inexperienced, he already had a hint of the style of everyone. If this was really just the first time, this son would be simply shocking. However, when his mind was a little calm, Xingji Sword appeared again.

Urgently, wiping his ears and passing by him, Lu Zhixuan hurriedly gathered his thoughts and concentrated on the fight.

But he saw two sword shadows, one white and one green, hovering in the sky during the collision. They were like meteors passing through the sky. They were shining with cold light, like white rainbows penetrating the sun. The swords were fierce and fierce. They were entangled and fighting. After the lily, Lu Zhixuan originally planned to

He used Ying Feiyang as a sharpening stone to reshape the edge of his python sword, but after a while of fighting, he felt that the green and sluggish feeling in the flying sword of Ying Feiyang gradually faded away, becoming more and more smooth and comfortable.

They use each other strangely, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, sometimes light and sometimes heavy, and they can be inseparable from each other.

Lu Zhixuan suddenly had a strange feeling, feeling that he was the sharpening stone, and that he was polishing a peerless magic blade inch by inch to reveal its edge. Seeing that a fledgling boy could fight with him, Lu Zhixuan's heart suddenly

Feeling anxious, he let out a clear whistle, shook his shoulders and struck out with another sword. The dragon sword came out of its sheath, then let out a cheerful dragon roar and roared into the battle group.

The Jiao Sword is far more powerful than the Python Sword that has lost all its aura. Although it has not turned into an evil dragon form, its power is still astonishing. With just one sword strike, it has the power to split mountains and crack rocks. The Xing Ji Sword is similar to the Python Sword.

Ge, at this moment, Jiao Sword slashed at the sword body again, and it was immediately difficult to support him.

It was as if there were two invisible giant hands wrestling in the air, and three swords were frozen in the air. However, the gesture of blocking the two swords with one sword did not last long before the Xing Ji Sword was pressed down inch by inch, and then pressed down again.

Pressure, finally pressed to the top of Ying Feiyang's head, but it was difficult to make an inch forward. Ying Feiyang gritted his teeth and held on, and finally blocked the sword.

However, he heard Lu Zhixuan say "Hey!" and used his strength again. Although the sword did not move, an invisible sharp wind penetrated through it, plowing a deep mark on the pond, cutting the water surface into two, and it should fly.

Although he used his true energy to protect his whole body, the lotus leaves under his feet could not bear the power of the sword and were chopped into two pieces.

Ying Feiyang's body sank slightly, and then he stepped on the water with his feet, skimming onto the shore like a dragonfly touching the water. There was no trace of embarrassment on his face, but the edges of his shoes were slightly soaked. Ying Feiyang waved his hand, and the Star Chronicle Sword returned to its sheath.

, then he raised his hands and said to Lu Zhixuan: "The Taoist priest is really superior, Ying Feiyang is convinced that he lost."

Lu Zhixuan also sheathed his sword, sighed and pointed at the pond: "Boiling cranes and burning harps will ruin the scenery. It's the poor man who loses." Following Lu Zhixuan's pointer, he saw that the place where the sword energy had just been stretched out into a line.

The lotus flowers, lotus leaves, and duckweeds above this line were all cut off in two with one sword, leaving the pond full of red and green, and a mess.

Lu Zhixuan could not win for a long time relying only on his sword-controlling skills. He only relied on decades of foundation to win. Just now he was so anxious that he forgot to take care of these things. Now that he calmed down, he felt that his face was dull and there was no shame in claiming victory.

Ying Feiyang waved his hand and said: "The Taoist Master is too humble. We don't care about the outcome for now. Being able to compete with the Taoist Master today has really benefited me a lot."

Lu Zhixuan also smiled and said: "What are you talking about? Junior brother Ying's swordsmanship is like a horse flying in the sky, and you can't make mistakes. Pindao Guan also benefited a lot from your swordsmanship, so he said that your seventh, ninth, and thirty-fourth postures are the same as those of yours.

The swordsmanship of my Shangqing sect secretly agrees with each other and confirms each other. The poor aptitude is dull, and there were a few moves in my swordsmanship that were not smooth before. After seeing these swordsmanship of Junior Brother Ying, I suddenly became enlightened."

Ying Feiyang felt a shiver in his heart. He didn't think much about it when he was wielding the sword, so he used the sword-handling technique in the "Shangqing Hanxiang Sword Appraisal". Unexpectedly, Lu Zhixuan saw some clues and was about to find an excuse to excuse him.

, suddenly heard a strange sound of yin and yang. "It's not just a secret coincidence, it comes from the same source. Senior Brother Lu, you don't know, right? The "Shangqing Hanxiang Sword Jiantuo" that you have been thinking about for a long time but have been dreaming of has been passed down by the master.

I gave it to Junior Brother Ying." But when he saw Sun Changji stepping through the door with his hands folded, he pretended to shake his head and said, "It's a pity that the one who inherited Master's sword skills turned out to be a disciple of Jian Guan. Does Master really think that there is no one in our sect?"

Lu Zhixuan was shocked and said in a trembling voice: "Is this true?"

Ying Feiyang had been hiding in the courtyard, but he did not expect to be involved in the internal fighting of the Shangqing faction, but he did not want to lie about it, and said helplessly: "Yes, Master Sima did pass on the "Shangqing Hanxiang Sword Appreciation Picture" to

Below."

Lu Zhixuan gritted his teeth in disbelief and said: "How is it possible? I don't believe it. No, I want to find the master to find out!"

Sun Changji said, "Senior Brother Lu, don't worry, the master must have been deceived by this boy. Speaking of which, this boy claimed to be a disciple of the Sword Crown, but he had no basis for it. He was also hunted down by He Guqiu, the Lingxiao Sword Sect. I am

I suspect that he is just a thief who stole the sword crown as a token, so why don't Senior Brother Lu capture him first, retrieve the "Shangqing Hanxiang Sword Appraisal", and then interrogate him properly."

Sun Changji's voice was low and full of inexplicable confusion. Lu Zhixuan's eyes were blurred for a moment, and his mind was groggy, but he couldn't help but responded: "Okay, let's take him down together."

After saying that, Lu Zhixuan pressed the hilt of his sword again, and he and Sun Changji were in tandem, sandwiching Ying Feiyang in the middle. The cultivation level of either of them was higher than that of Ying Feiyang. At this time, the two of them were double-teaming, and Ying Feiyang could only

He felt like a bird in a cage, unable to fly. Seeing Lu Zhixuan's expression was abnormal, he said anxiously: "Master Lu, calm down, don't fall into other people's schemes!" Lu Zhixuan acted as if he hadn't heard anything, his eyes became more and more hollow, and his aura became more and more cold and stern.

At this moment, another majestic female voice was heard, "He is the disciple of Master Jianguan Gu, and this is what I have recognized. Could it be that I am also ignorant and deceived by him?" Following the voice, a woman came out.

Guan also walked into the courtyard, it was Princess Yuzhen.

Sun Changji Pi Liyangqiu said: "It turns out that the princess has arrived. Her hands and eyes can reach the sky. How could he be mistaken? Since his identity is correct, then I feel sorry for Senior Brother Lu. He has been practicing under the master for many years, but the master has used his unique skills.

It’s a pity, a pity that it’s been passed on to other people’s apprentices!”

Lu Zhixuan suddenly trembled, the confusion in his eyes disappeared, and he said angrily to Sun Changji: "Sun Changji! How dare you use the Hao Shen Curse on me!" The Hao Shen Curse is one of the Taoist talismans. When the spell is activated, it can confuse people.

People's souls, causing the other party to inadvertently obey the instructions of casting a spell. Just now, Sun Changji closed his sleeves with his hands, but in fact he was casting a spell under the cover of his sleeves. Lu Zhixuan was so angry that he accidentally followed his instructions.

Sun Changji looked innocent and said: "What kind of magic spell? Senior Brother Lu has a firm mind and a higher level of cultivation than me. How could he be affected by my area code magic spell? Unless Senior Brother Lu is really jealous, then

Let me take advantage of it."

Lu Zhixuan's face darkened, but he couldn't refute it. Ultimately, the God-Calling Curse was just to stimulate other people's emotions, but it couldn't make certain emotions arise out of nothing. If he was really open-minded and didn't care about this matter, he would never fall for it.

Sun Changji then laughed strangely and said: "But Senior Brother Lu has been famous for a long time, how can he be jealous of a young boy who is just starting out? He must have made a mistake, made a mistake!" As he said that, Sun Changji laughed and walked away. Get out of the yard.

Ying Feiyang watched Sun Changji leave and felt quite angry. He was now Sima Chengzhen's guest. Sun Changji certainly didn't dare to do anything to him, but he still looked for opportunities to make him uncomfortable from time to time. It felt like It's like having a leech stuck to you. Although it's not harmful, it's disgusting and you can't get rid of it.

Princess Yuzhen comforted Lu Zhixuan and said, "Senior Brother Lu, if you listen to that lunatic's nonsense, the master will definitely have his own considerations when passing on the swordsmanship to Junior Brother Ying."

Lu Zhixuan's face turned blue and white, and he glanced at Ying Feiyang and said to Princess Yuzhen: "I know what the princess said, but I have lost my temper today, so I'm going to leave first." After that, he threw up his sleeves and left.

Lu Zhixuan only said goodbye to the princess, but did not say a word to Ying Feiyang. It can be seen that there is still a grudge in his heart. Ying Feiyang sighed: "Even if I am in a deep courtyard, I can't stop the disturbance. It seems that I am here The leisurely days of the Shangqing Sect are over."

Princess Yuzhen smiled and said: "No matter how deep the courtyard is, can it be deeper than the Daming Palace? You want to avoid the storm here, but you don't know that the deep courtyard is often the source of the storm." Princess Yuzhen smiled with bitterness. Apparently he was recalling the fight in the palace.

Ying Feiyang knew what was going on and changed the subject: "By the way, thanks to the princess and senior sister for rescuing the siege just now, I just don't know what's important here."

Princess Yuzhen suddenly raised her jade hand and patted him on the head and said: "What's important? What's important? You look old-fashioned when you talk at such a young age. I can't come to you if there's nothing important?" Yiying Feiyang said. Naturally, he couldn't be photographed by her, but he took the blow obediently and cried out in pain.

Princess Yuzhen showed her face and said with a smile: "Don't lie, today is the Luoyang Flower Party. I am bored wandering around alone, so I asked you to be my companion. You have been in Luoyang for a month, and you actually stay in this small courtyard every day without taking a step out." , and you’re not afraid of mold anymore?”

"Luoyang Flower Party, what is that?" Ying Feiyang asked.

Princess Yuzhen explained with a smile: "Luoyang is known as the Flower Capital, because every spring, the peonies bloom in full bloom. When the flowers bloom, the whole city has a custom of enjoying the peonies, commenting on their fragrance, and crowning the King of Flowers. This is Peony Flower Club. Speaking of the rise of this flower club, it is inseparable from Empress Wu. Have you ever heard the story of Empress Wu’s order numbering hundreds of flowers?"

Ying Feiyang shook his head blankly again, and Princess Yuzhen laughed and scolded: "You are really an idiot who doesn't care about anything except the sword. Forget it, let me tell you, Princess and Senior Sister. It is about Empress Wu admiring the snow, and the plum snow in the courtyard reflects it. Although the wintersweet blooming alone is also a beautiful sight, it feels monotonous after looking at it for a long time, so Empress Wu wrote four sentences: "Wander to Shangyuan in the Ming Dynasty to announce the spring as soon as possible; the flowers bloom all night long, don't wait for the morning wind to urge you." The result is the first. On the second day, the flowers in the courtyard were in full bloom, creating a world of splendid flowers. But upon closer inspection, there were only peonies in bud that had not yet bloomed. Empress Wu was furious, so she burned the peonies and banished them to Luoyang. But when they arrived in Luoyang, the peonies were in full bloom. Instead, they bloomed, and Luoyang became the capital of peonies."

After hearing this, Ying Feiyang frowned and said: "Flowers bloom in a celestial order. It is unheard of for spring flowers to bloom in winter. Is there really someone in the world who can reverse the four seasons and confuse spring and winter? The immortal method of the Shangqing Sect is unpredictable. Maybe Sima Zhenren can do it. I heard Dao Shanwei Wushuang, who is as famous as my master, is known as 'One Image, Ten Thousand Lives', so it should not be difficult for him, but when Empress Wu was in power, they..."

"Puch!" Princess Yuzhen was amused and said, "Can you really think that I just told a legend and you actually took it seriously?"

"Legend?" Ying Feiyang blushed, and then covered it up: "How can there be any groundless things? Maybe there are other stories hidden behind the legend."

"Yes, yes, then Junior Brother Ying, would you like to accompany me to visit the Peony Flower Fair?"

Ying Feiyang thought for a while and felt that he had been disgusted by Sun Changji just now. He was feeling depressed and felt free to relax, so he said: "If the legend is true, even with my pride in respecting peony, I should go and have a look. Let's go

Let’s go.”

"Don't be impatient. Let's change our clothes first. This year's flower festival will be held at Dafuxian Temple. The way you are dressed, you will inevitably get looked down upon by those monks." After saying that, Princess Yuzhen clapped her beautiful hands, and two rows of girls holding trays appeared.

As people filed in, the trays were filled with all kinds of clothes.
Chapter completed!