Chapter 215 Tiangang Sword Sect, worship the mountain and seize the sword
Night!
Inside the Nirvana Hall, the lights are brightly lit!
The atmosphere in the meeting hall was somewhat quiet.
"Junior brother Xiao is not here yet?" Chang Qing asked Guanxiang who had just returned from outside.
Guan Xiang shook his head, "I didn't see anyone else at Wuming Peak. I don't know if they were there or if they were in seclusion..."
Chang Qing nodded slightly and said nothing more.
At this time, Ying Jinhuan walked in from the door. ??
"Acting Palace Master, you are here..." Guan Xiang stepped forward to greet him.
Chang Qing and Lan Meng also looked at Ying Jinhuan.
Everyone's expressions were inexplicably complicated.
"Is everyone here?" A familiar voice came to his ears, and Lou Qing appeared at the door with a smile on his face, holding two jars of wine in his arms.
He walked into the hall and put the wine jar on the table.
"Where is Junior Brother Xiao Nuo?"
"He hasn't come yet..." Guan Xiang said.
"It's okay, he doesn't drink anyway..." Lou Qing set out a few wine glasses and began to pour wine into the glasses. "This is the top-quality 'osmanthus wine' from Jinquan Town. I ran for several hours to buy it."
, we senior brothers, it’s been a long time since we had a relaxing drink!”
Lou Qing poured the wine one by one, and then looked at the people in front of him.
"Let's not talk about anything today, let's just relax!"
Lou Qing picked up two cups and came to Ying Jinhuan first.
"Junior sister Ying, although you are the youngest among us, you are the acting master of the Nirvana Palace after all. I will toast you first for this first cup!"
Lou Qing handed a cup to Ying Jinhuan.
The latter took the cup but said nothing.
Lou Qing said, "I have been in the Piaomiao Sect for ten years. I have watched you grow from a yellow-haired girl to the graceful figure you are today. In these ten years, there is a part that belongs to you... Come, senior brother respects you!"
After saying that, Lou Qing turned his back and drank the wine from the cup.
Ying Jinhuan's beautiful eyes were unrippled and she drank the wine calmly.
Afterwards, Lou Qing picked up the other two cups and came to Chang Qing and Lan Meng.
The two took the wine glasses.
Lou Qing turned sideways and filled his glass with wine.
"Chang Qing, this year is an extremely harsh year for you, but senior brother believes in you. You will definitely pick up the sword again, and you will definitely realize your long-cherished wish of becoming a sword king."
Lou Qing's words were solemn and his eyes were firm.
He then looked at Lan Meng, "Lan Meng..."
"Senior brother..."
"Be kind to yourself, let go of what you should let go of! And learn to let go of what you can't let go of!"
"Okay!" Lan Meng smiled slightly bitterly.
"Come!"
The three of them clinked their glasses for a moment, then drank the wine in one gulp.
Finally, Lou Qing came to Guan Xiang.
"Senior Brother Lou Qing..." Guan Xiang held the wine glass but hesitated.
Lou Qing raised the glass with one hand and patted Guan Xiang on the shoulder with the other hand, "Guan Xiang, remember what senior brother said, don't be lazy anymore."
"No!" Guan wanted to answer.
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"Okay, come!"
"drink!"
After a round of toasts, Lou Qing showed a comfortable smile on his face.
"Since my first attempt to seize the sword failed, I have stopped drinking. Before I knew it, it was already the eighth year...Looking back, there are only a few of us left in the Nirvana Palace..."
Lou Qing put down his wine glass, feeling relieved.
"It's enough for me, Lou Qing, to know you all in this life!"
"Senior Brother Lou Qing, what did you do today..." Lan Meng was about to speak when suddenly her body trembled and the wine glass in her hand slipped from her fingers.
"boom!"
The wine glass fell to the ground and shattered.
"Lan Meng, you..."
Before Guan Xiang could ask, Chang Qing's legs softened, and then he slumped down on the chair behind him.
"This is?"
"what happened?"
"..."
Everyone looked at Lou Qing in confusion.
It's the wine!
Looking at the people who fell in front of him, Lou Qing smiled calmly and said
"Don't worry, the effect of the medicine will be lifted automatically by tomorrow morning..."
He had indeed drugged the wine, and he had taken the antidote in advance.
"Why?" Lan Meng stared at the other party closely.
Chang Qing seemed to understand something, "Do you want to go to Tiangang Sword Sect alone?"
Lan Meng's thoughts and thoughts were all shaken.
Lou Qing smiled easily, like a gentle elder brother, "This time, let me stand in front of you!"
Lan Meng kept shaking her head, tears instantly filling her eyes.
Lou Qing smiled at Lan Meng and said, "We at Nirvana Palace are lucky, because during our most difficult time... we got a junior brother with the blood of the Holy Body..."
Speaking of Xiao Nuo, Lou Qing's eyes were full of hope.
It's like looking into the bright dawn in the endless darkness.
"We still have a chance for one year. I believe that my junior brother, at this time next year, will definitely regain... the Sky Burial Sword for the Nirvana Palace!"
Lou Qing said.
It turns out that Lou Qing had already thought about it.
In his heart, he had already made a decision.
From the beginning, Lou Qing planned to go to the Tiangang Sword Sect and worship the mountain for the eighth time to seize the sword.
The purpose of his doing this was to buy Xiao Nuo one more year of practice time.
"Senior brother... let me go!" Chang Qing gritted his teeth and said, "I am now a half-wasted person, and it is not a pity to die. Let me make this final sacrifice for the Nirvana Palace!"
"No, I'll go!" Lan Meng said quickly.
Guan Xiang tried to get up from the ground, "I, let me go, the Nirvana Palace cannot be without you..."
Lou Qing shook his head and chuckled. His smile warmed people's hearts like sunshine.
But in fact, these years
Come on, Lou Qing hasn’t laughed like this in a long time.
He held Guan Xiang and Chang Qing's shoulders and said softly, "I placed a new coffin in the main hall. That is the eighth coffin... and will also be the last coffin in the Nirvana Hall..."
The eighth coffin!
Lou Qing prepared it for himself. ??
This time when he went to Tiangang Sword Sect, he knew that he would definitely die!
But his heart is extremely open.
There was no fear at all, and no hesitation at all.
If someone must fill the coffin, Lou Qing hopes that person is himself!
Lan Meng's tears could no longer be held back.
Evergreen, Guan Xiang also has blood-red eyes.
"Tell Junior Brother Xiao Nuo that I and the other seven senior brothers and sisters will wait for him to bring the Sky Burial Sword... back!"
After saying that, Lou Qinghui turned around and walked out without hesitation.
But just when Lou Qing was about to step out of the door, a powerful immobilization force suddenly imprisoned his figure.
"This is?"
Lou Qing was shocked.
Lan Meng, Chang Qing and others were also stunned.
I saw Ying Jinhuan actually standing behind Lou Qing.
"Junior Sister Ying, you..."
Lou Qing couldn't believe it.
Hasn’t the other party been drinking?
Why didn't he fall?
Could it be that Ying Jinhuan had already seen through his intentions?
Ying Jinhuan walked past Lou Qing, her voice was cold, her eyes were lowered, and she did not glance at the people behind her.
"I am the one who made the 'one-year agreement' with the Third Elder..."
Everyone's minds were shocked again.
Lou Qing's mind went blank.
"Junior Sister Ying..."
"Thank you for everything you have done for Nirvana Hall. Have a great time, and here... say goodbye to everyone!"
"Wow!"
The mist-colored frosty wind blows from outside the door, Ying Jinhuan's plain clothes are fluttering, and her beautiful side face is elegant, refined, and unparalleled in beauty.
Outside the door of the hall, Yanying huddled in the corner and looked nervously at Ying Jinhuan's back.
Ying Jinhuan did not look back, she said to Yanying, "Tell Xiao Nuo, if I win this battle, I will come back with the Sky Burial Sword; if I lose this battle, please help me...collect the body!"
"call!"
The night air was cold to the bone, and under Yan Ying's astonished gaze, Ying Jinhuan slowly disappeared into the night.
…
The Three Piaomiao Palaces!
On a towering rooftop outside the main hall, the third elder was leaning on a cane, like a dry pine tree standing under the night sky.
"Third Elder, the eighth person from the Nirvana Palace to go to the Tiangang Sword Sect to seize the sword, has already set off!"
A young disciple hurriedly came behind the third elder.
"Who is it?" asked the third elder.
"Have fun!"
The cold wind on the rooftop seems to be even colder
.
The third elder sighed deeply.
He wasn't surprised.
At that time, when Ying Jinhuan asked the sect to give Nirvana Hall another year, the third elder had already guessed Ying Jinhuan's choice.
She is going to Tiangang Sword Sect.
If she loses.
The next year is reserved for Xiao Nuo.
Ying Jinhuan had long been prepared to "die".
…
Piaomiao Sect, on the Tiandao Avenue.
Ying Jinhuan walked towards the outside of the sect step by step.
And the news about her departure to Tiangang Sword Sect quickly spread in the other four halls.
"What? Ying Jinhuan goes to the Sword Sect to seize the Sky Burial Sword?"
"Isn't she looking for death? Although Ying Jinhuan's talent is excellent, she is not of Holy Body blood after all. She is no match for Feng Hanyu!"
"It's a pity that the only daughter of Ying Wuya, the former master of Nirvana Hall, will also follow in his footsteps."
"No wonder anyone. If the Nirvana Palace is disbanded, nothing will happen."
"..."
After a while, a large number of sect disciples gathered on both sides of the Tiandao Avenue.
Yuan Lixue, Qin Chong, Lan Churou and other top inner sect disciples all stared at the young figure below.
The true disciple Xuan Guili stood under a pine tree, shaking his folding fan lightly with deep eyes.
"There are not many women in the world that I, Xuan Guili, admire, and you, Ying Jinhuan, are one of them..."
Xuan Guili murmured.
Ladder Avenue.
Ying Jinhuan walked alone, knowing that the Piaomiao Sect was already boiling.
But she didn't care.
At this moment, that majestic and extraordinary figure appeared in Ying Jinhuan's mind. That year, her father lost the Sky Burial Sword and everything...
Ying Jinhuan has an inner monologue of his own.
she whispered to herself
"I always thought that the loss of the Sky Burial Sword extinguished his will to swordsmanship forever. Many years later, I began to understand that his will has never disappeared... His disciples became his sword light and continued to radiate dazzlingly.
The brilliance..."
"This time, I have become his sword light again, so let me bloom for him! Even if I use up the last ray of edge!"
"call!"
Air dust stirred on the ground, and fallen leaves turned underfoot.
Ying Jinhuan walked down the last step...
But at this moment, a broad and strong hand placed on her shoulder from behind...
"Acting Palace Master, you are going the wrong way!"
"Bang!" Ying Jinhuan's heart suddenly shook.
The chaotic air flow rose wildly, and the figure stood behind Ying Jinhuan, with cold eyes, showing a scornful grace...