It is usually the autumn harvest season, and the weather is cold and unseasonable.
On this day, heavy snow suddenly fell from the sky. The top of the snow-capped mountains was instantly covered with snow, and the mountains turned white, which was very spectacular.
People often say that if the weather is abnormal, it will rain, clouds will blow, and something will happen!
Accompanied by the sound of six ice flowers rustling, at the top of the vast snow-capped mountains and deep inside the steep glaciers, there was a faint sound of flowing kendama.
Towering ice peaks, at first glance, in front of a small wooden house, a figure is dancing lightly with a sword, facing the wind and snow, skillfully using the jade sword in his hand, lightly lifting the scattered snowflakes from the sky, like a dragon, wandering among the ice peaks.
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His body flashed like a dragon. Wherever his sword struck, his murderous aura surged into the sky. The most astonishing thing was that he wielded his sword wildly on top of the thick snow and was able to dominate the wind and clouds wherever he walked.
, there is actually no trace, which shows that his martial arts has reached the level of leaving no trace on the snow!
He was wearing a snow-covering robe, long fur boots, and a heroic red knot on his head. He was flying in the snowy mountains like colorful jade. He held a three-foot dragon spring in his hand, like a cold star, floating on the snow.
Above, it is fully displaying its "cold" meaning.
The sword blades shuttle between each other, sometimes connecting end to end, like a rippling wave of water, sometimes standing majestically like an eagle, which is dazzling.
The sword suddenly rises, twists and turns, and dominates all directions, making it impossible for people to figure out his path.
Amid the roar of the angry sword.
Sudden.
A burst of crisp applause came from inside the wooden house.
The applause lasted for a long time, and an old voice sighed: "The long sword is like a rainbow, but it can't be broken if it is fast. With one sword, you can hold your breath and seal your throat with blood. Kuang'er can deeply understand Sai's 'Yulin Sword' in a short period of time."
The essence of Dharma really puts my master to shame!"
The sword wielder, when he saw it, was a young man with a weak crown. Hearing the vigorous praise and praise in the wooden house, he immediately drew back his sword and returned the salute to the other side of the wooden house: "Master, you are very kind.
, It puts my disciple to shame. How dare I compare myself to you with this meager academic knowledge? In comparison, the excellence of my disciple is nothing more than a little fur in the master’s bag!”
As soon as he finished speaking, an old man slowly walked out of the hut, holding a wine bottle in his hand, and said with a serious smile: "I don't mention how brave you were in the past, but when I think of your four masters, I still feel like I have a lump in my throat. Even though I have passed away,
Things have changed, but as the geese pass by and leave their voices behind, their voices and faces are still there, and their claws in the snow and mud are all fresh in my mind."
The old man looked back at the present and recalled the past. When he said this, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh, took a sip of wine, stared at the other side, and said no more.
How could the sword wielder not know the sadness in his heart? He hurriedly comforted him: "Master, don't be sad anymore. These days, you have been thinking about the deaths of the four masters. You have been looking forward to the autumn for a long time. Tomorrow
At the age of knowing what is right and what is wrong, it seems to be seventeen years old, which really makes the disciple extremely heartbroken."
These two people turned out to be Sai Lingyun and the master and apprentice who had narrowly escaped death at the hands of Xiang Jun.
Sai Lingyun was still brooding over the pain of losing four brothers in one day. As a result, he looked older than his actual years, had various hairs, and looked bald and chipped, making him look extremely old.
Sai Lingyun slowly shook his head and said sadly: "I still remember the dangerous scene when five of my brothers were on the execution ground and rescued your family of three. But now, you are the only one left.
"Independence, your sister was separated during the reign of Feng Yi in the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, and her whereabouts are still unknown. If nothing else happens, she is already eighteen years old."
He paused for a moment before sighing loudly: "Back then, when the Ying government was unjust and died violently, it gave the eunuch Zhao Gao an opportunity to monopolize the power of the court, mistake deer for a horse, and kill loyal people. Your father and the five of us brothers have long since
We have a friendship. He was a civil official in the court at that time. Because he disdained Zhao Gao for causing harm to the country and the people, he spoke out and remonstrated with him. However, he was plotted by Zhao Gao and was thrown into death row. He sentenced your family to death. Later, five of my brothers gathered together.
Help brothers and rescue your family of three from the execution ground at the risk of death."
The maniac felt that he was thinking about the past, and he burst into tears. He couldn't help but said sharply: "I didn't expect that later, in order to save me, my parents deliberately lured Xiang Jun away from the thatched hut outside Yangbuzhai Lane, and unfortunately they both died in Xiang Jun's house.
"Under the horse riding, now that I recall it, I am still overwhelmed with grief and filled with righteous indignation."
Sai Lingyun said sadly: "Kang'er, now my master has taught you my whole life's martial arts knowledge. You must know how to draw inferences from one instance to make it clear. You have grown up. If my master lets you stay in this deep snow again,
, will definitely miss your bright future, just go down the mountain!".
Before Chuan Feng Kuang could retort, Sai Lingyun continued categorically: "When you go down the mountain this time, you must find out the whereabouts of your sister, so as to comfort your parents' spirits in heaven. Watching the rain for your teacher's withered seedlings, raising your head and stepping on your heels.
In order to find out the whereabouts of your sister Chuan Fengyi!"
When Chuan Feng Kuang saw the master's serious expression and his words, he knew that no more words would be of any use.
Furthermore, I also wanted to find out the whereabouts of my sister as soon as possible and reunite with her siblings. Unexpectedly, some scenes of playing and playing with my sister when I was a child reappeared in my mind. I was stunned there and said nothing more.
Sai Lingyun didn't pay attention to his worries. He looked up at the sky and said in a deep voice: "The season is abnormal and the sky is different with each passing day. This is an ominous sign. It seems that this snow-capped mountain is not a place where we will stay for a long time!"
The sorrow of separation lingered in Chuan Feng Kuang's mind. Although he heard the master talking about the celestial phenomena, he didn't pay attention to it!
I am about to say goodbye to my master, and I feel very reluctant to say goodbye. I have lived with several masters almost since I was a child, and they treat me like my biological parents.
In the early morning of the next day, Zhongfeng Kuang packed up his luggage early and looked up outside. Outside the wooden house, it was still snowing and windy, rubbing cotton and wadding. With reluctance, he dragged his heavy steps to the master's room.
I want to say goodbye to my master.
When he came outside the master's door, he felt an unusual silence. If it had been in the past, the master would have opened the door by this time. No matter what the weather, he would not be disturbed and would have started practicing the art of breathing in and out as early as outside the door.
Now the door of the room is closed, and there seems to be no one there. I feel something strange!
The maniac knew something was wrong, so he opened the door and saw that it was deserted and deserted. As always, it was just the daily necessities that were arranged in an orderly manner.
He suddenly felt hesitant and uneasy. He rushed out of the house and looked around. He was at a loss. Even the footprints of the master when he left were buried in the heavy snow. He couldn't tell where the master was going. He couldn't help but be deeply startled.
He stood in the heavy snow, puzzling over his master's intention to leave. He asked secretly that during these days of avoiding disaster, the master and the apprentice lived deep in the snowy mountains and never left each other. Why did the master leave without saying goodbye today?
Chuan Fengkuang thought for a moment and didn't think any further. The master must have his own reason for doing this.
After thinking about it, he returned to his house, picked up the prepared package, and walked out of the house reluctantly.
He walked like a goose, and the snow made a "gurgling" sound wherever his feet stepped on. His expression was dull, and the feeling of reluctance on his face could not be concealed.
Walking a few feet away, I saw the nostalgia on his face and the reluctance to leave. I couldn't help but turn my head in the direction of the wooden house and began to kneel down. After three kowtows, I became silent and walked straight down the mountain.
He has lived in the snowy mountains and has long been accustomed to the cold and freezing environment. With his ability to walk on the snow without leaving a trace, even though the weather is so bad, he can still move in the frozen snow.
It's like walking on flat ground.
I don’t know how long he has been walking for? He was already feeling hungry, and he was getting further and further away from the snow-capped mountains. Although he felt a lot of reluctance to leave, he never looked back because he was worried that the sorrow of parting would become even stronger...
…!
At the foot of the mountain, the clouds lifted up and the sun began to rise. Not only was there no snow, but the sun was shining brightly. The tentacles of the sun caressed my cheeks, giving me a touch of warmth, which was extremely comfortable.
He came to a wine shop, where a number of individual customers were sitting around, eating their own meals. He looked around, then chose a corner seat and sat down, shouting: "Second brother, come on in."
vegetable".
The waiter hurriedly stepped forward, wrote down the dishes he had selected, and then politely stepped back.
Not long after, the food was served, and Chuan Feng Kuang kept running in the snow. He was really hungry and had no choice but to eat, so he wolfed down the food on the table.
This was a remote town. He was eating with gusto when he suddenly heard a commotion outside the store.
He instinctively glanced out the window, knowing that someone was causing trouble outside the store. Although he was a little unruly in his new life, he always remembered his master's teachings. He reached out and pressed the hilt of the sword, thinking for a moment, but ignored it.
, and started to eat again.
He was about to finish eating, but the noise outside the store became even more noisy. Along with a burst of fighting, a scream suddenly came from the window.
He couldn't help himself anymore, and saw that the screaming man seemed to have been subjected to a huge external force, like a piece of dry wood, "bang" broke through the wall, and he suddenly opened a hole in the tight wooden wall.
, the huge body, carrying a chain of blood, flew in from the hole, and fell in the middle of the lobby of the store with a "plop", vomiting blood, groaning, and judging from the situation, it was difficult to hold it up.
Several fierce-looking men rushed into the store one after another. They all had fierce eyes and ferocious faces. They were holding simple knives and wanted to inflict violence on the man who fell to the ground and was covered with wounds again.
It was too late, but it was too late. Before the piercing madman could think about whether to save the person or not, he instinctively threw the long chopsticks in his hand, hitting the blade of the knife-wielding man at the front hard.
There was only a crisp "clang" sound, and the knife that the man was about to chop down was knocked aside by the bamboo chopsticks that flew out wildly.
Chuan Feng Kuang's body flipped with the bamboo chopsticks, and he threw the bamboo chopsticks in his hand. He jumped up, and with lightning speed, he landed lightly in front of the group of perpetrators, blocking the injured person behind him.
, holding Long Quan in his arms, he said fiercely: "You are so outnumbered, how can you be considered a hero?"
This continuous movement lasted only a moment, and everyone present could not help but be stunned by it.
The group of perpetrators seemed to have a habit of bullying the weak and turned a deaf ear to the appearance of the maniac. Instead, the man at the head provoked: "Boy, a cat is crying over a mouse, and you are meddling in other people's business. I think you are looking for death."
As soon as he finished speaking, the man had already raised his knife, and with the simple knife in his hand, he went straight to slash the face of Penetration Feng Kuang.
The Seal Penetrating Maniac is the direct descendant of the famous Five Tigers of Sai Clan, so how can he be an ordinary person? He just moved his body back slightly and dodged the opponent's fierce blow.
How could that man give up just like that? With a wave of his sword, seven or eight of the minions behind Yu Ming rushed up.
The man suddenly swung his sword and was about to give an order when he suddenly felt that the sword he was holding high seemed to have been affected by some external force. There was a loud "bang" sound and the sword had been broken at the waist. The shock made the man's mouth numb and miserable.
With a cry, he couldn't even hold the handle of the knife firmly and fell to the ground.
Everyone present was stunned by this scene, even the seal-piercing madman was deeply startled. This kind of skill is rare in the world, and with his secret help, he has not been seen for a long time.
With this hand, it can be guessed that the person helping him must be a peerless master, enough to shock the world.
He was still thinking about wearing a seal, and he suddenly felt the wind on his face. Unknowingly, his eyes flickered, and an old man in a white robe with a long beard and white hair stood in front of him.
This old man looks skinny and over 70 years old, but he is full of vitality and extraordinary aura.
No one present could clearly see how the old man got into the store. It was really a dragon that saw the beginning but not the end, and everyone was astonished.
The old man stood among the crowd, as if he stood out from the crowd. He only raised his arms slightly toward the door, as if he was being sent away by a whirlwind. The seven or eight perpetrators felt a strong push, and their legs felt like lead, and they fell.
Unable to stabilize, he couldn't help but staggered, fell backwards, and fell into a pile at the door of the store.
In horror, they rolled around one by one without looking back, and disappeared in an instant.