Chapter 6: The Devil's Talk about the Sword Feng Yuxu Meeting the Exiled Immortal (2)

Author: Fu Jiangshan

Chapter 6: The Devil's Talk about the Sword Feng Yuxu Meeting the Exiled Immortal (2)

Winter is gone and spring is coming, and two or three years have passed in a blink of an eye.

That night, after the evening class, the monks slept quietly on the couch as usual, only Wan Jianfeng tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. He pulled Tan Zhengfang's arm and whispered: "Brother Tan, it's too hot tonight. Are you afraid of prickly heat lying while lying like this? Come out for a breath of air!"

Tan Zhengfang exclaimed and shook his head, "Forget it, I don't know what you are thinking yet! I have sneaked out with you many times, and no time has it been in the mountains until midnight, and I have never encountered any big devil. In my opinion, the master is afraid that we will run out late at night and have an accident, so he made up such a story to scare us. He still takes it seriously!"

Wan Jianfeng shook his head, "Brother Tan, you are such a elm-headed person! If Master just doesn't want us to go out, why don't you say there are wolves in the mountains, but you have to make up such a story seriously? Even Senior Brother Yuanjue said it vividly, which is far more exciting than the story told by Mr. Shi, but you say it's fake?"

Tan Zhengfang said helplessly: "Oh, what's the real thing, so what's the fake one! We have searched all over Yuzhu Mountain and haven't even seen the shadow of the big devil. Don't you give up?"

The little beggar said angrily: "You're so stupid, you're really not good at it! We have searched all over Yuzhu Mountain, but we haven't been to the distance yet. Although the master has seen him nearby, he may not necessarily live nearby!"

"Shh!" Tan Zhengfang made a gesture of silence, "Brother Wan, go to yourself. Brother Wan, don't wake them up for a day!" He said, turning his back impatiently and ignored him. Seeing that Tan Zhengfang ignored him, the little beggar said angrily: "Sleep, sleep, sleep to death!" Then he left the Zen room in disappointment, climbed over the wall and left Longtan Temple.

He walked for more than ten miles to the West Peak, and the mountain road under his feet was gradually covered with snow. He felt more and more cold as he walked. But driven by curiosity, he no longer cared about the cold and walked straight towards Yuxu Peak.

Before he reached the peak, he was exhausted and sweating profusely. He was thinking of rushing back to Longtan Temple before dawn, but he faintly heard the sound of a long sword breaking through the air from a distance. He couldn't help but murmur: "What sound? Could anyone practice swords in this cold and bone-blowing snow?"

Then a look of surprise appeared on his face, "Can it be that big devil? I have worked so hard for so long that I finally have the honor to see his style!" He muttered quietly, and walked nervously towards the place where the sound was made.

He walked to a wide valley and saw a young man practicing sword under the moon. He saw the young man fluttering in white clothes, the sword in his hand shining as bright as a star, as if he was about to control the wind.

"Is this the legendary big devil? But judging from his age, the son of the big devil is even small! Hi, don't care! Go and take a look first." Wan Jianfeng said in confusion, and walked towards the young man.

The boy also heard Wan Jianfeng's voice, and a sword suddenly appeared and crossed his neck. Suddenly, Wan Jianfeng exclaimed and instinctively looked at the boy in front of him. He saw that he had a handsome melon-shaped face, his narrow eyes were like Qiushui, and his heroic nose was like a distant mountain. His eyebrows seemed to be filled with frost that could never be melted, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, revealing a smile that looked down on the world. Although there are many handsome men in the world, how many people can be as elegant as clouds and cold as frost as him?

Wan Jianfeng was stunned for a long time before he came to his senses. He smiled and pushed away the sword that was crossing his neck, "Brother, if you have something to say, why should you draw your sword to face each other as soon as you meet? By the way, I heard that there is a big devil living in the mountain. Have you ever seen it?"

The young man frowned slightly when he heard this and said coldly, "You are the ones who deserve to call the big devil?" He said that as he said that his sword suddenly came out, and in an instant, thousands of rays of light burst out. The sharp sword light danced out from his hands, but it was pleasing to the eye.

Wan Jianfeng was unintentionally appreciating his sword skills. He quickly stepped back several steps under his feet, and almost tripped by a thick and long branch on the ground. Seeing that the young man was not in a hurry to attack, he quickly bent down to pick up the branch and stood across his chest to prepare for the move.

Seeing this, the young man smiled, and his body floated closer in an instant, and several swords attacked Wan Jianfeng's vital points like a storm. Wan Jianfeng waved the branches in his hand, and with the strong wind of "huh" it, he faced the sword in his hand.

The boy sneered, the long sword in his hand became more and more rapid, and he wanted to cut the branch into two pieces with one sword. But who knew that Wan Jianfeng's reaction was faster. The branch in his hand often avoided the sword's edge in a slight slight time, and sometimes he could even give a few moves.

At first, the young man only thought that Wan Jianfeng could only have some three-legged skills, but after a few moves, he was secretly surprised, and the sword in his hand became more and more fierce and faster. Wan Jianfeng blocked him a few more moves, and his nose was sweating profusely, and his hand seemed a little scattered.

After two more than twenty moves, Wan Jianfeng could no longer support him. The branch in his hand accidentally hit the young man's sword. With a few "clicks" sounds, the branch was cut into several pieces by the sword in an instant.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Wan Jianfeng threw away the remaining branch in his hand and hurriedly used the Tan legs taught by Master Kunlun. However, he had been practicing Tan legs for a short time. Although he used his tricks and was simple and vigorous, he was not the opponent of the boy?

After a few moves, the young man's long sword in his hand was once again crossed between Wan Jianfeng's neck. Wan Jianfeng was in a panic and took several steps back. The young man immediately floated closer, and the sword in his hand hit his throat. Just as the sword was about to arrive, Wan Jianfeng suddenly disappeared. The young man frowned slightly and turned around in surprise.

Wan Jianfeng was indeed behind him and punched him fiercely at his vest. He hurriedly turned to the side and cut his sword straight towards Wan Jianfeng's arm. But as the sword approached, Wan Jianfeng suddenly disappeared.

The boy was surprised and turned around again, and swept across the sword in his hand. Wan Jianfeng laughed, his body turned into a whirlwind, constantly hovering around the boy, "Hey, stop! If you still want to hang out in the world in the future, you can't kill me!"

The boy smiled slightly, "Bravely!"

Wan Jianfeng smiled and said, "You must be a noble young man, and I am just a little beggar. Moreover, you are older than me and have been practicing martial arts for longer than me. The most important thing is that you hold a sword in your hand, and I hold a branch in my hand. There is no airtight wall in the world. If you kill me today, it will be spread to the world in the future. Think about what the world will think of you. If you are embarrassed, I will be so embarrassed!"

The boy smiled coldly, "My grandfather is the big devil, and I am the little devil. Which devil do you think will care about the world's opinions and pay attention to the world's praise?" He said, but slowly put the sword into the sheath, "But, since you can catch me fifty moves, I will not kill you easily."

Wan Jianfeng nodded with a smile and gently patted the boy on the shoulder, "Haha, that's right. My name is Wan Jianfeng. If you don't kill me, then we will be friends!"

The boy was slightly stunned, then put his hand on the hilt of the sword and said coldly: "Friend? I have never had friends, but I can make an exception for you! My name is Yun Zixiao, but you remember it for me. My grandfather is not a big devil!" He said, turning around and slowly stepping away from the snow. Wan Jianfeng stood there in a daze, looking at Yun Zixiao's distant back, as if he was in a dream...

I don’t know how long it took, the sky was slightly brighter, and the sun shone on the white snow, which was particularly dazzling. Wan Jianfeng was shining by the sun, and then he came to his senses and ran wildly towards Longtan Temple.

After a while, he finally ran back to Longtan Temple, climbed over the courtyard wall excitedly, and was about to run back to the meditation room, but he hit a person head in pain.

Wan Jianfeng raised his head and was about to argue with the man, but when the words came to his mouth, he swallowed them back. Seeing that Wan Jianfeng didn't say anything, the man said, "Amitabha, this temple strictly prohibits moving quickly and going out after the hour of Hai. Have you forgotten what your teacher has repeatedly warned you!"

“Master…”

Wan Jianfeng looked at Master Kunlun and smiled and said, "Master, you said that fast movements are strictly prohibited in the temple, but I can't be considered fast movements, but I ran wildly. You said that going out after the hour of Hai is strictly prohibited, but I went out at the eighth hour of Xu is probably not considered breaking the rules of the temple, right?"

Master Kunlun refused to say anything after hearing this, "Okay, you can carry Tan Luge on your back. If you recite it well, you will no longer pursue your night travel and do things quickly!"

Seeing the situation, Wan Jianfeng hurriedly said: "All the steps are single whip, two cross-rose jumping, three horse-covered three hammers, four slanted kicks and slapped, five slanted hammers are divided into frames, six slanted hooks are single, seven slanted palms are double slings, eight slanted rings are chopping feet, nine slanted clamps are locked Yin-Yang Palm, ten slanted fly-on-flying arrows. Master, I am not bad at all, you are not allowed to regret it!"

Master Kunlun also smiled, then glared at the little beggar fiercely, "Jianfeng, I will naturally not regret what my master said, but see when is it now?"

The little beggar looked up at the sky and stuck out his tongue, "Master, you are so naughty! When I came in, it was still the end of Chen Shi, but you dragged me to the beginning of Si Shi. Now I can't arrive at the martial arts training ground on time no matter what..."

Master Kunlun patted the little beggar on the shoulder and laughed loudly, "Hahaha, if I can't control you, how can I be your master?"

In the afternoon, after everyone finished practicing, Tan Zhengfang walked towards the Zen room and joked at Wan Jianfeng: "Brother Wan, I went out alone for so long last night to breathe, so I was so comfortable to see through? Could it be that he was captured by the big devil!"

Wan Jianfeng smiled and shook his head, "You have just been captured by the big devil! However, although I did not meet the big devil last night, I met a little god, a sword immortal who looks one or two years older than me!"

Tan Zhengfang said curiously: "Sword Immortal? You are lying to me again!"

Wan Jianfeng said angrily: "I said I met you because I met you. When did I deceive you? I even fought a battle with the little god! His sword is the fastest I have ever seen in the world. If I hadn't run fast, I wouldn't have been able to come back alive!"

Tan Zhengfang smiled and said, "You really saw the gods? Then take me to see them tonight! If you dare to lie to me, I will tell my master about your drinking in the Zen room every day and let him punish you!"

Wan Jianfeng gave Tan Zhengfang a blank look, "You guy keeps 'renegative' and 'love' all day long. He swept the floor all day long and did not hurt the lives of ants, and cherishes moths and gauzes and lamps. He is really cruel to this young man! Good! We have made up our minds, and the puppy is not going to go!"

(End of this chapter)
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