Chapter 41: Mountain Clouds and Sky Light Play White Dew
"good!"
Several cheers rang out deep in the misty clouds of Canglan Mountain.
In the winding mountains, birds fly through the sea of clouds, spread their wings and land on the pines on the cliff. They blink their eyes and jump on the branches. They look curiously at the broad square in the distance. The white rock bricks are laid out neatly like Chinese jade. The pavilions and pavilions are decorated with carved grids, and in the middle of the high pavilion, a broad sword with simple carvings hangs in front of the door, faintly exuding power.
In the square, clouds filled the ground, like a fairyland. The figures coming and going stopped and looked at the crowd gathered there. They were all disciples of Canglan Sword Sect. There were men and women wearing inner and outer sects to serve. They looked at the flat ground in the middle. The two of them performed sword control skills, and in mid-air, two magic swords burst into light and collided back and forth.
The sword follows the person, and the person moves with the sword.
The two of them were also under the magic sword, fighting with their fists and kicks, hitting each other with punches and kicks. The swirling clouds were scattered in all directions. The rolled up air waves wrapped around the two and pushed them around, causing pain on the faces of the people around them.
Zhu Jingshu's face was cold, and she hit the punch from her senior brother with one palm. She suddenly jumped up, grabbed Pindu's magic sword in mid-air, and rushed into the sky. Her fingertips wiped away the sword body, and the light blue magic light flourished, throwing the woman into the air. Integrated into it.
"Okay, the control of the Qi has reached the top of the clouds, and the spiritual energy has filled the veins like a sword wielder. Junior Sister Ruyue, you, my disciple, have completed the first three levels of the Sword Control Technique."
Holding the sword upstairs, Wang Xuanyi clasped his hands and watched the light blue Dharma light soaring into the sky, admiring: "She should be the leader among the younger generation."
"Haha, senior brother is too modest. In the three courtyards of the East, South and North, as well as the sword-holding tower of senior brother, there are many highly qualified people among the younger generation."
The beautiful woman named Ruyue looked at the disciple who was rushing up to the sky and suddenly turning and swooping down with his sword, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but smile proudly.
"After returning from this trip, Jingshu's level has improved a bit, but she still doesn't deserve such praise from senior brother."
In the sight of the two of them, the air trembled with a buzzing sound. In the middle of the square, facing the sword light that struck down like thunder, Qin Shouyan was under great pressure and immediately raised the Yuheng Sword in his hand to meet it——
Two rays of sword light burst out in the air, like a dazzling sight. The light blue magic light split into two, then split into four, densely arranged in the sky, and then crashed down.
In an instant, the disciples who were watching below quickly raised their sleeves to cover their faces, and were instantly hit by the waves of air and were knocked back two steps.
When the strong wind subsided and clouds filled the square, Qin Shouyan remained motionless while wielding the sword. All around his feet were the afterimages of long swords falling to the ground, leaving holes in the floor tiles.
The divine intention of the heavenly bell is exhausted, the energy guides the magic sword to kill the dragon, the long spirit controls the pulse and uses all magic skills...
Wan Jian Jue!
The minds of all the disciples were buzzing. Unexpectedly, the senior sister of the West Academy had already touched the threshold of the Ten Thousand Sword Art. The afterimages of the magic swords falling at the moment were less than the Ten Thousand Swords, but there were also the Hundred Swords.
On the sword tower, Wang Xuanyi and the Ruyue woman were also stunned for a moment, and then started laughing.
"It seems worthy of the title of leader."
At this time, someone came up from downstairs and whispered something, and the woman saw the headmaster Wang Xuanyi frown slightly.
…
on the square.
The dust mixed with the clouds dispersed, and in mid-air, a beautiful figure holding a sword fluttered down. With a turn of her wrist, the azure magic sword 'Qiang' was sheathed, and she glanced at the astonished senior brother Qin Shouyan on the ground, and turned around without saying a word to the crowd. Go out, leave directly.
"Sister!"
A little girl squeezed out from the crowd. She looked about fourteen or fifteen years old. She was pretty and well-behaved. She was wearing a light white robe and looked a little loose. She had a wooden sword on her back and her two wide sleeves were fanning in the wind. trotted over.
"Wow, senior sister, you were so awesome just now."
The little girl was quite lively and followed one side, chirping and gesticulating. When she talked about the scene just now, her face flushed with excitement, she blinked her big eyes, and put her hands together on her chin longingly, "I will be as good as my senior sister in the future.
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Zhu Jingshu, who had a cold face, looked at the lively junior sister with a smile on her face, encouraged her with a few words, and said with a smile: "You want to hear a story, right?"
"Well, then Qin Qiong's story hasn't been finished yet."
Zhu Jingshu smiled and touched her head, then bowed to the ancient carved sword hanging in front of the sword-holding building, and then continued to move forward with the little girl, continuing the unfinished story as they walked.
The little girl's eyes lit up when she heard this.
"Is the outside world really so wonderful?"
"It's just a story. The outside world is much crueler than the story. I heard that the Tianshi Sect in the north has disbanded its sect and sent out a group of disciples to fight against Hu, or continue to kill demons among the people to do some practical things for the world."
"Then why don't we go?"
"I don't know... maybe the master has his own considerations." Zhu Jingshu looked back at the tower surrounded by clouds, and subconsciously tightened the scabbard.
The little girl on the side didn't notice her subtle movements, and raised her pretty face in distress: "...I don't know when I can go down the mountain. I really want to be like my senior sister, to slay demons... I can't even get rid of demons..."
I don’t know anything... Oh, that’s right, that’s right.”
Suddenly thinking of something, the little girl pulled her side to look back at the senior sister holding the sword.
"...Isn't that person named Chen Yuan also very powerful? He can injure two senior brothers. Senior sister, you stayed with me for a while... Many senior brothers and sisters in the sect said that senior sister does not help her own people, but also engages in crooked ways.
Living under the same roof..."
"Young lady, don't listen to their nonsense. When cultivating the Tao and cultivating your mind, you must have your own opinions and don't follow what others say."
This little junior sister had been getting closer to Zhu Jingshu since she entered the door. She looked away and continued: "You know: there is no good or evil, it is all about people. That man is not like you and I who have a mountain gate to rely on. He only has a crazy master.
The only things I learned were those evil methods."
"So Senior Sister also helped him? But why did she help him?"
Zhu Jingshu didn't reply, but just looked at the road under her feet, remembering the man who deliberately raised his voice to tell her a story through the door.
Suddenly he smiled and said softly:
"I don't know, maybe he is a bit like my father..."
My gaze became blurred, and the scenes deep in my memory seemed to resurface.
The lonely girl stood barefoot on the cliff, looking at the woodcutter lying in a pool of blood, crying: "Dad——"
In the distance, someone stood with a sword in the air.
At this time, someone caught up behind her, disrupting her thoughts. The scene shattered and dispersed, and she saw a junior brother holding a sword in the tower. He cupped his hands and said: "Senior sister, the master asked you to come over."
"What's the matter?"
"I heard that a fellow Taoist from the Tianshi Sect was in danger of exorcizing demons in the north of the Canglan River and asked us for help."
Zhu Jingshu nodded and asked the little girl named Youniang to go back on her own, then followed the junior brother to the Sword Holding Tower.
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The sky outside the mountain is getting dark, and we are heading east along the rushing Canglan River.
In Linjiang County, which is located on the riverside, the sound of banging clappers has been heard in the streets of the city. Amidst the occasional barking of dogs, a gust of wind blew on the back of the watcher's neck, faintly bringing out the sound of bells.
I saw a cloud of green smoke blowing across the street, rushing towards the mansion with 'Xu Mansion' written on it. Suddenly, a golden light that ordinary people couldn't see suddenly bloomed on the two drawings on the door.
The cloud of green smoke bounced back instantly.
"Where did the smoke come from? Ahem..." When the two soldiers guarding the gate of the mansion waved their hands to disperse the choking smoke, a white arm covered with gauze suddenly stretched out from the smoke and pinched one of them.
The neck was pulled into the green smoke.
After a while, the smoke spread quickly, leaving the soldier's body lying in the street.
A faint sound spread through the mist.
'I can't enter the Xu Mansion...'
'They have already gone out at five o'clock, heading to the mountains...'