When Zong Xuan saw Ye Qingxuan, in this quiet single-family building, there were many high-ranking guests who came to see Ye Qingxuan, including experts from Shuzhou, Liangzhou and Jizhou who came all the way.
Master Long Yun from Huanglong Temple was talking with Ren Shukuang from Tianqin Sect and Wei Yuezheng from Xiliang about the century-old grievances and grievances of the two Zen tantric sects. Next to him, Zhan Yu interrupted from time to time. Anecdotes, Peng Leizu, the head of the Shaangan Thunderbolt Hall who visited for the first time, "Thunderbolt Knife", also joined the conversation, expressing secret opinions handed down from his father's generation from time to time.
Everyone chatted lively, but as the host, Ye Qingxuan lay on his back alone, close to the window, watching the birds and flowers outside from time to time, frowning at the Lingmiao sword in his hand from time to time.
Under the sunlight, the Lingmiao Sword, which was originally glowing with colorful lights, became a little dull at this time, and there were many gaps the size of rice grains on the sharp blade. A sword that had just entered the level of a magic weapon turned into this pair Zong Xuan was also taken aback by his appearance.
"Your Lingmiao Sword... How did it become like this?"
Zong Xuan asked curiously, but he didn't notice that Zhan Yu was winking at him all the time.
"My sword... is ruined!" Ye Qingxuan replied bluntly, with a look of wanting to cry but no tears at first, then a bleak look on his face, and instantly turned into a look of lovelessness.
scare
Unexpectedly, Ye Qingxuan was so stimulated, Zong Xuan also froze on the spot.
"Oh, you boy..." Zhan Yu was very annoyed, stepped forward and patted Zong Xuan on the shoulder, and complained: "The few of us were afraid of irritating Ye Zi, so we didn't mention it all the time. Why are you so blank? It was pierced."
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Zong Xuan couldn't turn his head around a bit, and asked: "Could it be that Master Long Yun, Sect Master Ren and Hall Master Peng are also playing this charade?"
The three of them, whether they are accomplished monks, or arbitrary and proud masters, or hot-tempered high-rollers, all of them sang this play with Zhan Yu for this reason, it's unbelievable.
Ye Qingxuan's charm is so great
Everyone smiled helplessly.
"Amitabha!" Master Long Yun said: "Benefactor Ye has become obsessed, and the poor monk has no way to persuade him. He can only try to distract Master Ye first, and then explain it..."
Ruhua let out a loud "Oh", startled everyone, and exclaimed: "It turns out that the old monk was talking nonsense just now!"
Master Long Yun chuckled, and said: "Monks don't tell lies, even if it's to distract Master Ye's attention, what the poor monk said is the truth."
Ren Shukuang and Peng Leizu also nodded incessantly.
Zong Xuan asked curiously: "Since it is to solve the obsession in Brother Ye's heart, why not directly propose a solution? The sword is broken, so let's fix it..."
"How to fix it?" Wei Yue, who was also short-tempered, said loudly: "The five great swordsmiths in the world today, Yelu Yahai is an enemy but not a friend, Murong Zhuhai and we have just fought each other, the great swordsmith Ouyang Shuo is in Luodu Strict supervision, Zhangqiu Taiyan was seriously injured by Brother Ye, it would be good if he was not killed, and can he forge a sword for him?"
Zong Xuan smiled and said, "Aren't there four of the five great swordsmiths in the world?"
Ren Shukuang asked suspiciously: "The last one is the old man Cangjian from Zangfenggu, but this character only exists in the legend, and no one in the world has ever seen it before. I'm afraid the legend is wrong?"
Peng Leizu nodded in agreement and said: "The old man who hides the sword is real. His family teacher once mentioned that this person is crazy about swords and has a withdrawn personality. It is said that he is a descendant of the Bingjia Sect. He hasn't appeared in Jianghu for at least a hundred years, not to mention him, but no one in Jianghu can tell where Zangfeng Valley is."
Zong Xuan nodded and said: "That's true. According to the information I have learned, this old man who hides the sword was originally Zhangqiu Taiyan's junior, but he fell out with Zhangqiu Taiyan for some reason. Since then, he has not appeared in the arena again, but he can What is certain is that the old man Cangjian is not dead, and it is very likely that he is in Zhongnanshan, east of Jingzhao Mansion... "
"Your news is accurate?" Everyone was very curious.
Zong Xuan smiled but did not answer, but Zhan Yu and the others remained silent. Knowing the source of Zong Xuan's news, it is very likely that it is the information he obtained in Tianji Pavilion before, and it is very likely that it involves some shady rumors about Zhangqiu Taiyan , Tianji Pavilion started out with conspiracies and calculations, and its core foundation is to grasp accurate and obscure secret information. Even if Zhangqiu Taiyan and Tianji Pavilion are comrades-in-arms of the same faction, it will not prevent Tianji Pavilion from grasping the other party's dark information, so as to prevent the other party from doing things that are not good for them in the future.
Zhan Yu didn't want to expose Zong Xuan's old background in front of other people. After all, he was still a friend, so as not to embarrass him, so he said: "Even if you know that the other party is in Zhong Nanshan, so what? This Zhong Nanshan stretches for tens of thousands of miles. I'm afraid there is one-third of Liangzhou, and there are so many mountains and mountains in it, how can we find it with just a few of us?"
"This..." Before Zong Xuan could answer, a faint voice came from outside—
"If you want to find Zangfeng Valley, first go to the Golden Immortal Temple... Hehe, fellows, please forgive me for disturbing you!"
Zong Xuan was secretly taken aback, he never thought that there would be someone in this world who knew more about Zang Fenggu than himself, who was it
With a squeak, the door opened again, and Qi Rulin walked in with a smile, sweeping away his previous concealed face, it became much rosier.
Zhan Yu looked Qi Rulin up and down, and said with a smile, "Brother Qi really looks much better!"
"Thanks to Brother Ye's miraculous help, I temporarily relieved my pain and prolonged my lifespan..."
Zhan Yu laughed, and pulled Qi Rulin to introduce to all the martial arts tycoons.
Qi Rulin greeted everyone one by one, and after taking their seats, Zong Xuan asked curiously: "I don't know where you got it from what brother Qi said just now, 'If you want to find the Tibetan Front Valley, you must first go to the Golden Immortal Temple'?"
For some reason, Zong Xuan instinctively felt a threat to Qi Rulin due to his suspicion over the years, a bit like Jiang Shuihan, but it was not the kind of desire to be understood by others, but a kind of Encounter a sense of like-kind rejection.
This Qi Rulin approaching Ye Qingxuan must have some ulterior motive...
Well, almost like myself.
Qi Rulin looked at Zong Xuan with a calm smile, and said: "I like to read some casual books, and I remember one of them was a travel note written by a martial arts senior a hundred years ago. There are still countless thugs who seek swords, among them, those who have the opportunity to meet the old man Cangjian, basically go to the Golden Immortal Temple first, and then reach Zangfeng Valley."
Zhan Yu's confidence suddenly increased, and he said with a smile: "Brother Qi really knows heaven and man, and he has read such an ancient book. I wonder if there is another sentence in this poem?"
"Yes, there is, but Qi can't figure out the reason..."
"What's the next sentence?"
"Under the twin peaks under the sunshine, the body is like a chessboard..."
Ruhua slapped her thigh and shouted: "This sentence is so easy to understand. It must be in the evening, when the sun is right in the middle of the two peaks, and the ground is like a chessboard. That's where Zangfeng Valley is."
Everyone nodded and shook their heads again.
It is correct to understand it literally, but since someone as smart as Lian Qi Rulin said that there is a problem here, it is by no means as simple as it seems.
Sure enough, Qi Rulin said: "I thought so too at the beginning, so after arriving at Jinxian Temple, I searched around, but unfortunately there is no landform with two peaks side by side within a radius of a hundred miles, and there is no flat land in the mountains the size of a chessboard..."
Everyone was stunned, all silent.
At this time, Ye Qingxuan's voice sounded: "Since there is this hope, we are idle anyway, why not go to Jinxian Temple to look for it? Even if you can't find Zangfeng Valley, just take a rest and relax your mind." good."
Ye Qingxuan swept away the bad luck on his face before, and became more energetic.
Zong Xuan chuckled, and said: "That's great, I'll go see the legendary Zangfeng Valley, and see if the legendary old man Tibetan Sword is still alive."
Qi Rulin said: "Traveling in the mountains and rivers has always been my pleasure, how can I miss this thing?"
Ren Shukuang laughed loudly, and said: "Since it's you young people traveling around, we old fellows won't join in the fun. The Jingzhao Mansion is waiting to be built, and we must guard against the invasion of Beidi aliens, so I won't go. "
The same is true for Master Long Yun and Wei Yue and others.
Zhan Yu stood up, stretched his waist and said, "In that case, Ruhua and I will accompany you."
Ye Qingxuan asked curiously, "Why is Second Brother okay?"
"Nothing is as important as you!" Zhan Yu rolled his eyes and pointed at Ye Qingxuan and the others, "Look at the three of you, one is injured, one is poisoned, and the other is sick... just you Three, I will rest assured?"
At this time, there was a noise in the direction of the window sill, and Gui Bie, with a face full of dirt, climbed up the window sill, and waved with a smile: "Second uncle, don't forget about my eldest nephew..."
"Look..." Zhan Yu pointed, "There is also a guy with a mental disorder, do you think I can rest assured?"
After finishing speaking, Zhan Yu scolded Gui Biesheng: "You son of a bitch, I asked you to clean up the weeds in the peony flower bed, have you finished?"
"It's done, it's done!" Gui Biesheng stretched out his hand, shaking a handful of roots in his hand, and said, "Second uncle, I cleaned up the flower bed!"
Zhan Yu widened his eyes, pointed at the root in Gui Biesheng's hand, and said anxiously: "You, you...you bastard, I asked you to weed, how the hell did you pull out all the peonies? Is it? My 'Purple Robe and Gold Belt'... I'll kill you!"
Zhan Yu roared angrily, and flew forward.
"Second uncle, I was wrong!"
Gui Biesheng screamed again and again, and there was a violent beating sound outside the window.
Hahaha…
In the small building, laughter soared into the sky, diluting the cloudy sky.
Whether it is Zong Xuan or Qi Rulin, their hearts are smooth at the same time. No matter what calculations they have in their hearts, the feelings at this moment are sincere and even somewhat enjoyable.
For young people like them, who have lived in crisis and gloom since childhood, joy is like a poison, addictive, yet frightening to them...