Chapter 97: Practice Magical Skills First From the Palace
If you want to practice magical skills, you must first commit suicide! Seeing these eight words written in blood on the sword manual, Feng Jianping was completely petrified. He had just experienced the test of nine deaths, but he did not expect that he would be killed by these eight short words.
The words were blocked, and he was unwilling to do so...
Shi Wanzhong saw his hesitant expression and said: "This "Unparalleled Sword Manual" is partially incomplete. Back then, my master Xuan Ye Zhenren practiced according to the method of his ancestor, so much so that he went crazy.
, the whole body was twitching and twisting, and the pain was unbearable. In desperation, he swung his sword and committed suicide in order to be freed. Those eight words were written with his own blood before he died, and they can also be regarded as his words to future generations of disciples.
Finally gave the account.
Feng Jianping still subconsciously touched his lower body, shook his head vigorously, and said in a daze: "No, no, no... I don't want to commit suicide, I am still young, and I want to marry my junior sister.
, I can’t commit suicide…”
Shi Wanzhong shouted coldly: "If you want to defeat Lin Yu and Ximen Piaoxue, and want to become the best swordsman in the world, this is the price you have to pay. You know, if you want to become a superior person, you have to pay the price of ordinary people.
The price is unimaginable.”
Feng Jianping still shook his head and said: "No, no, I don't want to commit suicide, I still want to marry a wife and have children!"
Seeing him like this, Shi Wanzhong sighed and said: "Go back and think about it carefully. Is it more important to become the best swordsman in the world, or to live like an ordinary person, marry a wife and have children? Think about it.
If you come back to me again, the Peerless Divine Sword and the sword manual will still be yours."
The wind still howls in the wilderness, whimpering like the old man who lost his son, and crying blood and tears like thousands of undead souls.
Although he had found the person he had longed for, there was still a thick cloud of sadness on Lin Yu's brow, just like the wind in the wilderness, giving people a gloomy and depressing feeling.
Li Ziyan, who was traveling with him, saw that Lin Yu was a little unhappy, so she poked her head and asked curiously: "What's wrong? Are you in a bad mood? Are you worried about Brother Zhou?"
Lin Yu nodded lightly and said, "Well, Zhou Xing and I have a deep friendship. He was seriously injured just because of me. I'm worried that he might be in some danger."
Li Ziyan consoled her: "Brother Lin, don't worry, Brother Zhou will be fine. There are many dangerous peaks in Huashan Mountain, and there is only one way up the mountain. People from Dongchang cannot reach the back mountain."
Lin Yu wanted to say something more, but the words rolled around his lips and he swallowed them back. Although Li Ziyan is the daughter of the head of Huashan, she is still young and is as inexperienced as Qing'er. Some things are still unclear.
It's good to let him know.
Thinking of Qing'er, Lin Yu frowned tightly again, a trace of uneasiness flashed in his eyes, and asked hurriedly: "Miss Li, I ask you a question, and you must answer me truthfully."
Although Li Ziyan has been unruly and willful since she was a child, judging from Lin Yu's expression, it should be something serious at this time. He nodded hurriedly and said, "Brother Lin, if I know what's going on, I will definitely tell you."
Lin Yu paused for a moment and said, "When did Qing'er arrive in Huashan?"
When Li Ziyan heard Qing'er's name, she couldn't help but feel sour in her heart. After a while, she shook her head and said, "I don't know."
"Really don't know?" Lin Yu asked tentatively with some doubts after hearing this.
Li Ziyan still shook her head and said: "Well, it was only when I was with senior brother just now that I realized that Miss Qing'er was already on Mount Huashan."
Lin Yu nodded symbolically and continued to ask: "Does your father know about this?"
Li Ziyan shook her head again and said: "I don't know, but judging from the expression on Senior Brother's face when he reported to my father just now, he probably doesn't know that Miss Qing'er is already on Mount Huashan."
A trace of doubt flashed in Lin Yu's eyes, and he thought secretly: Who could that mysterious man be next to the Yingyue Ancient Well on the night of July 7th? What is his relationship with the Huashan Sword Sect? If it wasn't Li Jiulian, who could he be? Is it possible?
Is it him?
"Brother Lin, what's wrong?" Li Ziyan couldn't help but asked curiously when she saw the worry on Lin Yu's brow became serious again.
Lin Yu finally came back to his senses, shook his head gently and said, "I'm fine, I'm just thinking about some questions and can't figure it out."
Li Ziyan blurted out: "What's the problem?"
Lin Yu smiled softly, but as soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly caught a glimpse of something in the grass in front of him, and his expression was startled. He cautiously took two steps forward, and used his scabbard to pry open the grass.
A one-foot-long venomous snake has been cut into two pieces at seven inches. It seems that it must have been cut off not long ago.
When Li Ziyan saw this, a trace of anger flashed across her expression, and she said: "When my senior brother and I came to pick up Miss Qing'er just now, this nasty poisonous snake bit me. Fortunately, our senior brother was alert and killed it with one strike of his sword.
It was cut into two pieces."
When she said this, Li Ziyan seemed to be still upset and wanted to draw her sword and chop the poisonous snake into seven or eight pieces. It seemed that this was the only way to relieve her anger.
Lin Yu hurriedly stopped her and said softly: "Although the poisonous snake is dead, there is still poison left in its body. Miss Li's body is rich, so it is better not to take risks."
After saying that, he no longer paid attention to Li Ziyan, but was alone around the poisonous snake, pulling at the dense grass with his sword scabbard, as if looking for something.
When Li Ziyan saw this, she was extremely puzzled and asked: "Brother Lin, what are you looking for?"
Lin Yu's expression changed slightly and he said, "Miss Li, apart from you and Feng Jianping, was there anyone else nearby at that time?"
Li Ziyan had a confused expression on her face. Obviously she didn't understand why she asked in the rain, but she still shook her head and said: "No, it's just me and senior brother. There are very few people coming to the back mountain, let alone
Besides, today is the Huashan Sword Competition held every five years, so no one will come here."
Lin Yu frowned slightly when he heard this, and thought to himself: Judging from Li Ziyan's footprints and the crawling track of the venomous snake at that time, it should not bite her. A piece of grass was circled just now, which means that the venomous snake suddenly retreated.
arrive
Frightened, he turned around and bit Li Ziyan, and there were traces of being hit by a hidden weapon in the grass just now. But why did Feng Jianping do this? What did he want to do? Is there any hidden secret in this?
Li Ziyan added another sentence at this time and said: "It's this damn poisonous snake that made me wait here for senior brother for more than half an hour."
When Lin Yu heard this, he was suddenly startled and asked hurriedly: "When you went to pick up Qing'er, weren't you with your senior brother Feng Jianping?"
Li Ziyan responded: "Originally we went together, but it was all caused by this damn poisonous snake. I will wait for them here."
Lin Yu seemed to understand something and said secretly: It seems that Feng Jianping deliberately pushed Li Ziyan away so that he could do it more conveniently. Qing'er's poison should have been given at that time. If Li Jiulian had no knowledge of this matter
, then it can only explain one problem. Feng Jianping and the mysterious man in black must be inextricably linked, but why did he do this? Is it just to deal with me?
Li Ziyan saw that Lin Yu was lost in thought again, and then asked in confusion: "What's wrong, Brother Lin, is there any problem?"
Lin Yu hurriedly shook his head and said, "No, I'm just worried about Brother Zhou's safety. Let's go take a look quickly!"
By the creek, the water is still flowing happily. From time to time, fish and shrimps can be seen playing in the shallows. The breeze blows, the grass and trees dance with it, the tree shadows sway, and from time to time, a few fallen leaves can be seen dancing in the embrace of the wind.
Everything seemed so quiet and natural, in sharp contrast to the purgatory on earth in the front mountain. It turns out that heaven and hell can be so close, and the only thing that separates them is a mountain.
But at this time, Lin Yu was not in the mood to appreciate the natural beauty. Because he smelled the blood in the wind. The more beautiful the place, the more terrifying it was. This was the last thing his master said to him before he went down the mountain.
Because words are beautiful, people tend to indulge in them, relax their vigilance, and ignore potential dangers.
When he came to the boulder where he had just been lying, the faint trace of blood was still there. When he looked towards the direction of Zhou Xing, he had no idea where he was going. Even Ximen Piaoxue and Feng Jianping were gone.
Li Ziyan saw the corpses lying on the ground in a mess, and shouted urgently: "After a fierce fight here, these corpses seem to be the eagle claws of Dongchang. Could it be that Brother Zhou was kidnapped by people from Dongchang? And?
How did these people come to Houshan?"
Lin Yu shook his head gently and said, "They shouldn't be from Dongchang. These people were killed before I left."
As for why these people came to the back mountain, Lin Yu already had the answer in his heart, but he swallowed it back as soon as he said it.
The wind blew across the field, and the grass swayed with it. Lin Yu's expression suddenly darkened, and he hurriedly leaned forward and pressed his fingers on the soil where a footprint had been stepped on. He murmured to himself: "Just now the wind sword leveled.
The location should be right here,
But whose extra footprints belong to them? Judging from the condition of the soil, they should have been stepped on not long ago, and the footprints are very shallow. If you don't look closely, you can't notice them at all. This shows that this person's Qinggong is extremely powerful. I'm afraid
Not under yourself.
Thinking of this, Lin Yu suddenly remembered someone again, the mysterious man who kidnapped Qing'er by the Yingyue Ancient Well. Could it be that they were the same person, but who was he? Besides Li Jiulian and Mrs. Gongsun, who else on Mount Hua could do this?
With such good Qinggong, could it be that that person retreated?
After hiding in the rivers and lakes, he came out again. If it were really him, things would have become even more difficult. Also, where did he take Feng Jianping with him, and why did he take him away? All kinds of questions are like condensation before the heavy rain in June.
Like a dark cloud, a mass of darkness crept into Lin Yu's heart.