Chapter two hundred and eighty sixth three strokes
Xiaozhu Peak, waterfalls, and mist.
A middle-aged Taoist nun was sitting cross-legged on the bluestone, meditating.
The Taoist nun looked to be about thirty years old, with an oval face, thin eyebrows and moist nose, almond-shaped eyes and cherry mouth, and she was dressed in a moon-white Taoist robe. She looked very graceful.
Suddenly, something moved in her heart, she opened her beautiful eyes, and looked towards the sky with emotion.
There, a ray of green light cut through the sky, and suddenly it was in front of her.
The Taoist nun raised her hand, and immediately, the green light disappeared into it.
"Huh? Lu Jiu?"
The Taoist nun frowned slightly, and a figure of a resolute and upright young man appeared in her mind.
I'm afraid that he has encountered some difficulties that he cannot solve.
Thinking of this, the Taoist nun clapped her hands gently. At that moment, two pretty women came from a distance, bowed and said softly: "See Master."
The Taoist nun nodded and signaled the two of them to stand up, but her eyes stopped on the woman on the left.
The woman's hair was like clouds, her skin was like snow, and she had a faint smile on her face, which was gentle and beautiful.
Just listen to the Taoist nun's instructions: "Wen Min, I have something important to do as a teacher, and I have to go down the mountain. During these days, it is up to you to supervise all the junior sisters to practice. Don't let them slack off."
Go down the mountain!
The hearts of the two female disciples were moved, and the girl next to Wen Min said softly: "Master, why don't you take this disciple down the mountain with you, so that I can serve you and serve you with tea and water."
A smile appeared on the Taoist nun's beautiful face. She glanced at the female disciple, shook her head and said: "How can a teacher not know your little thoughts? Just practice hard. If you reach the fourth level and you want to go down the mountain, who will?
Will they stop you?"
Having said that, she didn't care about the female disciple's reaction. With a move of her jade hand, a flash of icy blue light suddenly bloomed, carrying her off the ground, and in an instant, she disappeared into the distant sky.
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The big ship moved forward, but within a day or two, it had already reached the boundary of Sanzhou.
Apart from the sailors, there were only three people left on the ship, Mo Li, General Lu, and Monk Wu Zheng.
As for the sergeant and Miss Lu, they got off the boat at a pier the day before.
Although Mo Li didn't care, these two people didn't think so.
It is perfectly normal for them to be afraid of those two people and to be so cautious.
Mo Li sat cross-legged on the deck, meditating quietly and adjusting his breath.
Although, based on the evil sword's martial arts, the so-called master figure in this world may not be that great, but before seeing him, Mo Li was still vigilant, prepared, and adjusted his state to its peak.
So as not to capsize the boat in the gutter.
Suddenly, Monk Wu Zheng, who was leaning on the railing and looking into the distance, said loudly: "Jiangxin Island, Jiangxin Island is here!"
Mo Li opened his eyes and looked into the distance. He could only see a small shadow on the river in the distance, illuminated by the sun.
As the boat got closer, with Mo Li's eyesight, it was not difficult to see the true face of the shadow.
It's a small island.
However, it's a small place with a small area, and it's not eye-catching.
But the mountain is not high, as long as there is a dragon, it is spiritual.
This small island has two great masters in the world, so it is naturally the best in the world!
After the boat moved forward for a while, a small boat came from a distance and stopped directly in front of the big boat.
On the boat, there was a man in white sitting, with a stern and clumsy face, and a long knife hanging from his waist.
It's the evil sword that we had a close relationship with before.
"Dear guests, please stop."
Xie Dao cupped his hand and said, "On the order of the Imperial Master, I will take three of you to the island."
Although the two ships were far apart, the sound of the evil sword passed through the river wind and fell into everyone's ears without any damage.
Lu Jiu looked at Jiangxin Island in the distance, thinking about the demeanor of the two current masters, and responded calmly: "The national master invites me, how dare I refuse to do so."
It just so happens that these innocent people don't have to be implicated.
In his mind, this time he landed on the island, there would be no chance of death, so naturally there would be no need for these sailors.
"Let's go."
Mo Li's voice rang in his ears, and then he felt his body lighten, and the world hung upside down for a while. When he came back to his senses, the person had already appeared on the small boat.
Xie Dao's expression remained normal, but his heart was filled with turmoil.
The opponent had just arrived with two people on the wave, and his speed was not affected at all. With such movement, if he used a sword, he might be killed in an instant!
For no reason, he felt a faint sense of uneasiness.
But then, he put this uneasiness behind him. The National Master Sword God and the two contemporary masters joined forces, especially the latter, who was the best swordsman in the world. Even in the master level, he was slightly higher than the others.
It is impossible for anyone in this world to be able to deal with both of them at the same time, not to mention that this is just a young man with little reputation.
The boat moves forward automatically without oars.
Even though there were three more people, it was still as fast as an arrow leaving the string.
The top master of the evil sword in the world personally built the boat. If it weren't for the two people on Jiangxin Island who gave the order, how many people would be able to enjoy this honor?
There was silence on the island. A little sunshine broke through the morning fog and fell on the ground, but it coated the island with a layer of golden color, giving it a unique artistic conception.
However, no one had time to look at the scenery.
There are two people on the island.
One person is wearing a green Taoist robe, with a square face, showing majesty, and an ethereal and transcendent aura, which contains every trace of Taoist charm.
The other person is a middle-aged man with thick black eyebrows, showing a bit of toughness. He holds a long sword in his arms and leans on a rock. His face is cool and indifferent. Although there is no trace of breath leaking, it is difficult to ignore.
Even those who have never seen these two people must be able to tell clearly who is the national master and who is the sword god.
"Senior, people are here."
Xie Dao, who had always been proud, became extremely respectful when he saw the two of them, and his voice became much softer.
The man holding the sword looked at several people lazily. Monk Wu Zheng only felt a chill running down his body, as if the blade of the sword had passed over his skin, and his heart was filled with chills.
The Taoist nodded and smiled and said, "Thank you for your hard work."
He looked at Mo Li and the others, but his deep eyes rested on Lu Jiu, and said: "After all these years, Commander Lu's style and appearance are still the same as before, which is really the envy of even a poor man."
"Lu Jiu, meet the Imperial Master." General Lu bowed deeply.
Although the two men belonged to different camps, Lu Jiu admired this Taoist from the bottom of his heart.
He saved the old emperor in times of crisis three times. He even foiled the conspiracy of the demon sect and used his supreme mystical skills to kill the demon king who entered the palace to assassinate him. He also engaged the living Buddhas of the North twice to quell the border wars.
In fact, he is a great man who has many Buddhas in his family.
It's a pity that the ways are different and they don't work together.
"Commander Lu, why should you be so polite? You have been guarding Northern Xinjiang for decades and have great reputation and outstanding achievements. How can a poor man be able to bear this courtesy from you?"
The Imperial Master was a very gentle man. When he spoke, there was a trace of smile on his face. He said: "Chaos is happening in the capital, and the barbarians in northern Xinjiang are ready to move. Why should Commander Lu return to the capital to interfere with these people?"
As for family matters, it is better to turn back here and keep peace."
Lu Jiu shook his head and said: "The Imperial Master was joking. We have come this far, how can we turn back?"
If the second prince ascends the throne, how can he, a prince's confidant, be allowed to take charge of hundreds of thousands of troops in the border areas?
"If you are a poor Taoist, you will guarantee it with your wealth and life."
The Imperial Master said sternly: "If you turn back, you will still be the commander-in-chief of Northern Xinjiang. Things in the court will be the same as in the past. No one will dare to frame you. You should know that I never tell lies."
Of course Lu Jiu knows that the Imperial Master is a man of great faith and promises, and a word worth a thousand pieces of gold is not easy to come by!
At that time, he killed the demon king and was seriously injured. He still rushed to the border area to make an appointment with the Living Buddha some time earlier.
In that battle, if the Living Buddha had not softened his heart and stopped mid-fight to change the contract, I am afraid that the Imperial Master would have been shocked to death by the opponent's Five Directions Mingwang Seal!
only……
Thinking of the prince's situation and the past events, he still shook his head and said firmly: "Lu has received great kindness from your majesty and the prince. He must repay it. Even if he dies, he will die on the way back to Beijing."
He was born in a poor family, and even though he had some adventures at a young age, he still had a strategy in his mind. If he wanted to climb to the position of commander-in-chief of hundreds of thousands of troops in the north, he would have no chance without the appreciation of noble people.
It was thanks to the eldest prince, who was not yet the prince at that time, that he had experience in the military, had a keen eye for talents, promoted him along the way, and introduced him to his majesty, so that Marshal Lu was now famous in Northern Xinjiang.
A scholar dies for a confidant.
Now is the time for him, Lu Jiu, to repay his great kindness.
The Sword God, who had been watching with cold eyes, suddenly uttered four words: "It's stubborn."
The Imperial Master sighed, with a somewhat disappointed look on his face.
"I didn't want to make such a move, but I couldn't persuade Lu Shuai, so I had to resort to some small tricks."
He clapped his hands gently.
Behind a large bluestone in the distance, several people suddenly walked out, but they were two strong women holding down a young girl.
The girl looked to be no more than fifteen or sixteen years old. She was dressed in a plain white skirt. She was as beautiful as before, and her temperament was refined. She was like a fairy. She was none other than Lu Xueqi.
"Qier!"
Seeing the girl, Lu Shuai trembled all over and exclaimed.
"Daddy..."
The girl's bright eyes were filled with tears, her cold and beautiful face was full of grievances.
"National Master, you are so despicable!"
Lu Jiu suddenly turned his head, looked at the Taoist with a vast aura, and shouted angrily: "You actually threatened me with Qier!"
Mo Li also frowned slightly. The methods of these two current masters were a bit cunning.
"It's not a threat, I just want to ask Commander Lu to think about it more."
The Imperial Preceptor smiled calmly and said: "Shuai Lu has fought against the Hu Lu for many years. You should know that the Hu Lu are cruel and cruel. Everyone in the imperial court has seen that. Apart from Lu Shuai, who else can take on this important task to resist the Hu Lu and Guan Wai. Qiu will never invade my territory."
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"If Commander Lu turns back all the way, your wife will be unscathed, and she will be able to enter the palace and be honored by her mother."
"And all of this happened in just one thought of Lu Shuai."
After that, he winked, and the two strong women immediately let go of Lu Xueqi, letting the girl fall into Lu Jiu's arms.
Seeing the deep love between father and daughter, the Imperial Master's lips curved into a smile.
If there was no one in the court who could use him, and Lu Jiu Shuai was so rare, how could he come here in person and give such kind words to persuade?
Seeing his beloved daughter's aggrieved look, Lu Jiu's heart felt like a knife piercing her heart.
He understood that as long as he nodded, he would be as prosperous and wealthy as before.
But, is he, Lu Jiu, someone who covets wealth?
Lu Jiu, who had countless thoughts in his mind in an instant, sighed deeply.
He looked at his daughter and said, "Qier, I just hope you won't resent your father in the future."
Without waiting for the girl to respond, he turned back and said to Mo Li: "Mo Shaoxia, Qier will be entrusted to you. Please protect Qier from here."
At this point, there is no need for Lu Jiu to say more. How come the two national master sword gods don’t know each other’s answer?
"Seeking death."
The sword god snorted coldly and suddenly stood up straight!
At this moment, his body was full of vitality, and the sharp aura swept away. His whole body was like a sharp sword, which pierced the person's body with chills!
Monk Wu Zheng's pupils shrank and he couldn't help but take three steps back.
Lu Jiu's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly said: "Mo Shaoxia, take Qier away quickly!"
The Imperial Master sighed and said: "Why did Commander Lu choose this path? I don't want to take action today."
"Everyone is his own master."
Lu Jiu looked like he was looking forward to death, and said fearlessly.
It is impossible to say who is right and who is wrong. When it comes to seizing a legitimate son, it has been like this since ancient times. The winner is a prince and the loser is a bandit.
"I understand, it's a pity..."
The Imperial Master sighed twice more and said to the Sword God on the side: "Brother Wang, how about I give you a hand?"
The sword god did not speak, but nodded indifferently.
But at this moment, a clear voice came into the ears of the two people:
"Why go to all this trouble? You two can just go together."
As soon as these words came out, the entire Jiangxin Island fell into a deathly silence!
Monk Wu Zheng and Lu Jiu looked at the extraordinary heroic young swordsman beside them in stunned silence, almost thinking that they had heard wrongly!
He actually wants to challenge two grandmasters at the same time with his own strength!
Xie Dao frowned deeply. He thought he was arrogant and arrogant, but compared with this young swordsman, what did it matter?!
Even the Grandmaster has never noticed it, and we have to deal with the two of them together!
I'm afraid even the Living Buddha and the Demon Queen would never dare to do this in front of her!
Why does he speak so loudly?
After a long silence, the Imperial Master suddenly smiled lightly and said:
"As the saying goes, heroes have been born since ancient times. When we meet them today, they are worthy of their reputation."
"Pindao will give you three moves. After three moves, you will be responsible for your life or death."
Hearing this, everyone present was shocked!
Everyone knew that this kind-hearted national master was angry.
Yes, after all, he is a grandmaster-level figure and is ranked as a national master. Even the princes and nobles must treat him with respect, let alone the ordinary people in the world.
Now, a young swordsman dares to be so arrogant and wants to challenge him and the Sword God together!
How can you let him swallow this breath?
"You want me to do three moves?"
Mo Li looked strange and said, "Are you sure?"
"What, do you regret it?"
The Imperial Master smiled, with a cold look in his eyes, and said: "However, even if you regret it, it is too late now."
If you say something, you have to pay the price.
"regret?"
Li Qiye laughed and said: "Okay, no one has let me go for a long time. I just hope you don't regret it."
He drew his sword and stabbed straight.
call out!
The sword light pierced the sky, and it was inconspicuous at first. However, as it got closer and closer to the Imperial Master, the sword light became faster and faster, so fast that it seemed like a shooting star!
Such swordsmanship!
The Imperial Master's expression changed and he hurriedly raised his hand to respond!