The sky is gray, and the sound of thunder can be heard faintly. It is obviously the season when mountain peaches are in bloom, but weather like this always makes people feel depressed.
Shang Jidao was dancing his sword in a pavilion halfway up the mountain. His frown was as full of sorrow as the gloomy sky.
"Senior brother."
The woman's soft call sounded behind Shang Jidao. He put away his sword and turned around with a faint smile on his face: "Junior sister, why are you here?"
Gu Qianhan held a paper umbrella in his hand and said with a smile: "I heard that senior brother is not teaching disciples in the front hall, so I guessed that you were here. It was going to rain, so I came to give you an umbrella."
"It's just a shower. It comes and goes quickly. If it happens, just hide in the pavilion." Shang Jidao smiled and took the paper umbrella: "Excuse me, junior sister."
"You and I, husband and wife, why do you have to do this?"
Gu Qianhan stood aside, looking at Shang Jidao, the smile on his face was a little dull: "Senior brother, what you used just now does not seem to be the Huashan sword technique."
Shang Jidao's hand holding the paper umbrella paused slightly, and then said: "We have the same root and the same origin, how come it's not the Huashan swordsmanship."
Gu Qianhan's eyes became a little deeper. The thunder in the sky was getting closer. She was silent for a long time before she spoke: "Brother, why did you suddenly use this sword technique?"
"Junior sister, do you still remember what happened when we met Qian Yun at the foot of the mountain a while ago?" Shang Jidao's eyes turned and he meant something.
Chi Qianyun has now become a disciple of Huashan and is studying with Gu Qianhan. After hearing Shang Jidao's words, her eyes moved slightly: "Senior brother said so, could it be related to the assassin?"
"Yes," Shang Jidao nodded slightly: "Actually, I hid it from you that day. The assassin was not ordinary. She was a woman, and the sword technique she used... was the sword technique of the mortal world."
Red Dust Swordsmanship.
As soon as these four words came out, Gu Qianhan's eyes immediately became serious, and she said in a deep voice: "Senior Brother, what do you mean? Why did you let her escape since you knew she was using the Red Dust Sword Technique?"
Shang Jidao did not reply to her, but asked: "Junior sister, how do you think I should deal with it?"
Gu Qian looked at him intently, and her voice gradually became colder as she said: "The guest from the world of mortals resigned himself to depravity and taught three disciples of the demon sect who deceived their masters and destroyed their ancestors. This is also retribution. That woman learned his swordsmanship and will definitely fight with him."
A raccoon dog deserves to be killed."
"Junior sister has made a judgment." Shang Jidao closed his eyes.
"Senior brother, I also saw it. That woman is not a righteous person. She is chasing the Chi family brothers and sisters for money and rewards. What's the use of keeping such a character? It's better to get rid of it as soon as possible. If it becomes a problem in the future, wouldn't it be a danger to a tiger?" Gu
There was no trace of emotion in Qianhan's words.
But Shang Jidao shook his head: "She is not old, and there is still room for turning back. If she can return to the mountain gate, she will be able to fulfill Uncle Master's wish."
"You actually want to accept that woman into Huashan?" Gu Qianhan's eyes widened and she looked at Shang Jidao in disbelief.
Shang Jidao looked at her calmly and said: "Junior sister, I know you hate that person. My uncle treated you very well. He introduced you to the academy and taught you martial arts. Senior Brother Zhong back then..."
"Senior brother, do you want to speak for a traitor?" Gu Qianhan already had resentment in his eyes.
Feeling his wife's gaze, Shang Jidao slowed down his tone: "Zhong Wumeng is indeed treasonous, and he is so bold that he dares to attack his uncle in order to seize martial arts, but... death is like a lamp going out, and he has already reaped the consequences. Besides,
If the harm is not brought to the family, and the hatred is not counted towards the children, then how can the woman deserve it?"
Gu Qianhan's eyes were cold, and she said in a tone without any warmth: "Although he is dead, he brought his own destruction. The debt he owed in Huashan has not been paid off."
Shang Jidao frowned slightly: "But..."
"Brother!"
Gu Qianhan interrupted Shang Jidao's words, her eyes were a little complicated: "We have been married for many years, senior brother, do you think I don't know what you are thinking? The Red Dust Sword Technique was born out of Master's Thirteen Swords of Extermination. You still want him?"
Martial arts, right?"
The Thirteen Swords of Extermination, the most famous sword technique of the Huashan School, has thirteen moves as its name suggests, showing the most dangerous and dangerous ways. It is the most powerful move among all the sword techniques of the Huashan School. It is known as this sword if
There is no one who cannot be killed.
Although this sword technique is unparalleled in popularity, it has been extremely rare to see since its inception. Over the past hundred years, no one among the leaders of several generations of Huashan has been able to practice the thirteen swords one by one.
The leader of Huashan who died in the Battle of Wandaomen back then could only use the eighth sword at most. Today, Shang Jidao is better than his master and can use at most the ninth sword.
At one time, the master of the Huashan School who had the most profound knowledge in swordsmanship was Gu Qianhan, and he could only use eleven swords.
Faced with the junior sister's question, Shang Jidao did not deny it. He simply nodded: "Yes, Zhong Wumeng is a genius. The red dust sword technique he created combines the Thirteen Swords and Thirteen Styles of Extermination. I really want to learn it."
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Gu Qianhan's chest rose and fell several times, and finally he said coldly: "Senior brother, have you forgotten that although he is praised for his unparalleled swordsmanship, his character is extremely poor. He has made countless enemies in the world, committed countless crimes, and taught many disciples.
They are all members of the devil's path. Such evil people have managed to conceal their relationship with him back then. How can they get involved now just for the sake of a mere set of swordsmanship?"
"That is my Huashan martial arts."
Shang Jidao's tone became a little more serious, with a look of persistence on his face: "There is no difference between good and bad martial arts and swordsmanship. Since it belongs to me in Huashan, I naturally want to take it back."
Gu Qianhan was silent for a long time and said, "Senior brother, are you planning to go find the woman in person?"
Shang Jidao shook his head and said: "Since Huashan has shied away from worldly affairs and is absent from the Five Mountains Conference, then I, the leader, cannot walk around at will at the foot of the mountain."
"Then what are your plans?" Gu Qianhan asked.
Shang Jidao thought for a while and said, "Let's wait for some time. When the results of the Five Mountains Conference are announced, I will send my disciples out."
Seeing that he had made up his mind, Gu Qianhan had no choice but to persuade him but didn't want to argue. She just sighed and changed the subject: "I don't know what the outcome of this Five Sacred Mountains Conference will be."
Shang Jidao looked up at the thundering sky and said: "Senior Brother Tianfeng's temperament must not convince the public. No matter how they make trouble, I, Huashan, can just stay out of it."
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At the same time, half a month had passed since the Jianghu people on Fengtianya in Hengshan were forced into this desperate situation, but the long-term dilemma did not make everyone lose hope. On the contrary, everyone's eyes were extremely bright at this moment.
A group of Jianghu people with similar status were sitting together, all looking at Tianfeng. One of them asked: "Master Tianfeng, we have been recuperating and waiting for several days as you said.
Is there any way to take us down?"
"The noise at the bottom of the mountain is getting smaller and smaller day by day."
Tianfeng slowly opened his closed eyes: "I guess most of their manpower at the foot of the mountain has been withdrawn, and the monster's sound has not been heard for five days, so it must have been withdrawn."
Several people looked at each other and nodded, and another person asked: "Even if they withdraw their troops, how will we get down?"
"It's very simple, just build the plank road again." Tianfeng said calmly.
"Plank road?"
Everyone looked at the burned plank road, and someone asked: "May I ask Master Tianfeng how to rebuild it? There are no materials available here."
"The materials are there."
Tianfeng looked intently at the various weapons on everyone's waist, and said in a deep voice: "The original plank road has a total of one hundred and twenty steps. No matter how high your Qinggong is on the Fengtianya cliff, I can only take ten steps at most.
All we need to do is select a dozen people who are good at Qinggong and use their bodies to build a plank road on the cliff, and then they can all go down the mountain."