Arriving at the gate of the back house, Yan Wenwen cupped his hands and said calmly: "The family of Lady Lu is here, Brother Yan, please do what you want."
Yan Jueling nodded slightly, and didn't say any polite words of thanks, as if Yan Wenwen was a servant, he ignored it directly, and led Qinjian Ertong into the courtyard.
Yan Wenwen's expression was uneasy, but after all, he had been influenced by his master Shen Jiangping for many years, he was able to control his temperament, with a serious face, he turned and left.
When passing by other juniors, Yan Wendao reprimanded him: "Master has sent a message that you are not allowed to cause any more trouble, otherwise the sect will deal with it."
A few people were so frightened that they quickly bowed their heads in salute and retreated hastily.
The wild Fan Chigui chased after Huang Fengping, and asked aloud: "Senior brother, what should we do now? That Yan Jueling is really hateful..."
Several other juniors also came together.
Huang Fengping snorted coldly, and said: "Wait and see what happens. Lao Qi is indoors. With his temper, he might be able to stir up pots. He will definitely have a chance to teach that Yan Jue Ling a lesson."
When everyone heard this, they greatly agreed, and retreated with the third senior brother.
…
When Yan Jueling stepped into the small courtyard, a man and a woman were sitting facing each other, and there were two other people standing beside him. In the corridor on the left, there were three women talking and laughing, but the one who caught the eye first , but not these people, but the young man kneeling in front of a man and a woman at this time.
The man was about the same age as him, handsome and plump, but there was a look of injustice between his brows, and his eyes were slightly bruised. It was obvious that he had done something with someone and was injured in the end.
Yan Jueling sneered, being injured so critically, but not blind, it could be that the other party was merciful, and after suffering such a great humiliation without any look of shame and indignation, he is really a warrior.
Yan Jueling recognized that the woman sitting on it was Master Lu Qiaozhen from Guxia Mountain whom she had met a few times when she was a child, and the smiling fat businessman sitting next to her must be the legendary Tsing Yi Building. The landlord Xu Zhengyi is gone.
Yan Jueling didn't look sideways, and took Qinjian Ertong, stepped forward and bowed to the end, and said: "Yan Kong's disciple Yan Jueling has seen Master Lu, Master Xu!"
Lu Qiaozhen smiled and replied: "Good boy, get up quickly! Tsk tsk tsk, I have been away from Shushan for more than ten years. I didn't expect the naughty little Yan'er to grow up so big. I mentioned Shushan in the letters between my family and teachers." The anecdote of Liufeng, I have long heard that Senior Brother Yan’s only son is a sword prodigy. Chuanren, I'm afraid I'm going to wake up laughing from my dream..."
Yan Jueling didn't even dare to speak, but the pride on his face was undisguised.
Xu Zhengyi looked Yan Jueling up and down, nodded and said, "People are like swords, and swords are like people. Okay, Yan Pianqian's good son..."
Yan Jueling didn't dare to be negligent, and said: "The younger generation has little talent and learning, so I dare not be the absurd praise of Master Xu. There are countless talented people in the world, if others don't mention it, I'm afraid they are far inferior to Master Xu's beloved son."
Xu Zhengyi looked serious and didn't say a word.
Everyone behind him showed displeasure.
Lu Qiaoyin let out a long sigh, and said, "What kind words did you say, kid? Don't you remember my Xiyu? Isn't that kneeling in front of you?"
Surprise flashed across Yan Jueling's face, and he turned to Xu Xiyu and said, "So Mr. Xu is here. Yay, I haven't seen you for many years. My memory is really rusty. But Mr. Xu is even more handsome than when he was a child." .”
Xu Xiyu murmured: "Pretend not to know, Yan Jueling, you are much more shameless than when you were a child, and you know how to socialize, but it's a pity that you seem to be respectful, but the arrogance in your heart is still the same, it makes people sick to look at!"
"Xi Yu!"
"The evil son is presumptuous!"
Lu Qiaozhen showed displeasure, and Xu Zhengyi was so angry that he slapped the table and shouted loudly.
With a sneer on Yan Jueling's face, he glanced at Xu Xiyu coldly, with an expression that I looked down on you, turned to Lu Qiaoyin and said, "Since I met Master Lu here, Jue Ling stayed. Received a letter from the uncle asking for help, the brigade is rushing to Dongxian Lake, I believe it will arrive soon, if the uncle has any instructions, please speak up. The sword in Jue Ling's hand, I believe it will cut down a few demon gates The monster's head is not difficult..."
When Yan Jueling said this, none of the people present were happy.
Among the top ten sects in Jianghu, Shushan Sword League, Liushan Heli, ranked fifth, and Qingyilou ranked sixth. Although Shushan Swordmeng was ranked higher, it would be an exaggeration to say that Qingyilou needs to ask for help from Shushan Swordmeng.
Lu Qiaoyin laughed dryly, and said: "Naturally, Martial Nephew Yan will stay here for now. The plan to exterminate demons will have its own task arrangement later. I believe Martial Nephew will definitely become famous in one battle."
Yan Jueling nodded proudly, and led Qinjian Ertong out of the courtyard.
As soon as Yan Jueling left, "Shadao" Zhu Xiong snorted coldly first, and said: "This Yan Jueling is so arrogant, he has the same virtue as his incomparable old man."
The three women who had been watching the bustle from the sidelines also came, and among them, Gu Mengxuan, who is also from Guxia Mountain, said: "This Yan Jueling is by no means arrogant. He is really good at swordsmanship. generation, but still not his opponent... "
Lu Qiaoyin was taken aback, and said, "Have you ever tried!?"
Gu Mengxuan shook her head, and said: "I didn't do anything, but when he went to Guxia Mountain to practice swords, he followed the senior sister to make moves, and the senior sister only won one move with more than a hundred moves, and it was already six years ago. It's the past, when he was only sixteen years old."
Everyone couldn't help but exclaimed.
Ding Jingyin, the contemporary master of Guxia Mountain, "Fairy Wanmiao", ranks among the top three in the Shushan Sword League. If she wins with difficulty, it can be seen how strong Yan Jueling's swordsmanship is.
Gu Mengxuan smiled lightly and said: "Everyone has seen his current attitude. The madman clearly saw me here, but he didn't even say hello. Obviously, I am not a person in his eyes..."
"I can't see how powerful this little boy is." Lan Ya exclaimed, and then yelled at Xu Xiyu who was kneeling outside: "Hey, cousin Xiyu, compared to him, you are so poor..."
But Xu Xiyu was so angry that his seven orifices were smoked.
But another peerless beauty, Qin Suqing, looked at Xu Xiyu and then at the door, Yan Jueling's cold face was reflected in front of her eyes, and she kept thinking.
Xu Zhengyi asked, "Changling, what do you think!?"
Cui Changling smiled coldly, and said: "He has the same temper as his father, and his swordsmanship understanding is probably a few notches higher than his father's. Even at my age, I don't have the spirituality to use a sword. In my opinion, his achievements in swordsmanship should be able to reach the level of Xiao Bugan back then... Unfortunately... I don't know if his temper can make him live until then... "
Everyone was shocked again.
Unexpectedly, Cui Changling, the always arrogant "Sword Maniac", would have such a high opinion of Yan Jueling.
"Then how is he compared to Ye Qingxuan?"
Cui Changling was taken aback, and said, "I don't know... I can't tell..."
Everyone was silent.
Of course they knew that what Cui Changling couldn't see was not because he didn't know which of the two was more powerful, but because he couldn't see through Ye Qingxuan at all, including Xu Zhengyi. He originally thought he could see Ye Qingxuan clearly, but there were always accidents. on that young man. The sense of mystery in that young man changed all the time.
Xu Zhengyi smiled to himself, and said: "That person... I can't see through it either. But fortunately, we are friends rather than enemies, which is enough for everyone to feel at ease. As for Yan Jueling, hmph, it's good for young people to be a little arrogant Yes, but it's not a good thing to be too arrogant! If others don't talk about him, isn't that the same for this rebellious son? He can't suffer at all, and he acts impulsively, and sooner or later he will commit a catastrophe."
Then he yelled at Xu Xiyu: "What are you looking at? I misunderstood you? If you have the ability to win it back aboveboard..."
Xu Xiyu was taken aback, and said, "Father, you agree with me challenging Ye Qingxuan."
Holding a bowl of tea, Xu Zhengyi said, "When did I disagree? You were punished because you didn't know how to measure. It wasn't because you challenged someone your father valued. What's more, with your current ability, you can accept It's already amazing to use his three tricks..."
"Just rely on him!? Bah, if he hadn't used some dirty tricks, I would have defeated him!"
"Hehe, why don't you accept it!? Well, if you don't accept it, you can try it..."
"Just go!" Xu Xiyu jumped up in a daze, and walked out after speaking.
Seeing her son walking out excitedly, Lu Qiaoyin said worriedly: "Master, will you offend Ye Shaoxia if you push your son to find someone to compete in martial arts like this?"
Xu Zhengyi shook his head and said, "It's okay, let Ye Qingxuan teach Xiyu a lesson. This child is too pampered. Although your cousin keeps him under strict supervision, he just keeps him from making mistakes. But in fact, he is quite rebellious in his heart. After being suppressed for a long time, it is more likely to cause troubles. It is better to let him toss a few times, suffer and gain wisdom. Ye Qingxuan will be a good whetstone for my son, hehe, If he is willing to work hard, his achievements will not be inferior to Yan Jueling."
…
When Ye Qingxuan returned to the room, it was already dark.
Mei Yinxue practiced swordsmanship for a day, and just finished washing up, resting in her room.
Ye Qingxuan didn't bother, just greeted and went back to his hut.
When it was time to light the lanterns, Shen Jiangping's second disciple, Yuan Sizhong, came to invite him, saying that he was welcoming guests from afar. He also invited Ye Qingxuan, Mei Yinxue, Jingyi, Jingxian, and Jinghui to attend the ceremony.
When Ye Qingxuan and the others arrived at the Ming Hall, the banquet had already begun, and in order to take care of the several teachers and wives of Sushang Palace, Shen Jiangping specially asked someone to prepare a feast of vegetarian dishes.
Although the dishes are vegetarian dishes, the wine is good wine.
Shen Jiangping sat at the top, Yan Wendao waited on the side, Xu Zhengyi and his wife sat on the left, then Yan Jueling's seat, and then Xu Xiyu and Shen Jiangping's other disciples.
On the right side are the seats of Jingyi, Jingxian, and Jinghui, three teachers, Ye Qingxuan and Mei Yinxue accompanied them.
Yan Jueling seated opposite Ye Qingxuan, and the two boys stood aside, with contempt on their faces.
Seeing the little Taoist priest she met in the morning sitting opposite her, Yan Jueling was slightly surprised. Seeing that the other person was less than twenty years old, sitting here at such a young age, he must have always been the apprentice or nephew of a senior master , Only with the help of the family reputation, is it eligible to be seated here.
Thinking of this, he looked at Ye Qingxuan even more disdainfully.
"Qingjiang Xiayin" Shen Jiangping, just waited for Yan Jueling to sit down, and said softly: "Huang Fengping──"
"The disciple is here---" Huang Fengping was dejected, and everyone on the left and right were silent.
"Who told you to be so rude?"
"The disciple was angry for a while and offended the distinguished guest, so he was willing to be punished."
"Why don't you go over there and apologize to Brother Yan?"
"Master..."
"Go!" Shen Jiangping's expression darkened.
Huang Fengping walked over bravely, cupped his fists and said: "Huang Fengping is rude and offended brother Yan, if you ask for forgiveness."
"Don't dare." Yan Jueling returned the salute, smiled at Shen Jiangping and said: "Senior Shen has a rigorous family style, and he really deserves to be a decent family with a heroic demeanor."
Everyone was furious, but Shen Jiangping remained unmoved, and said: "Just now I heard from the villain that he was defeated by my nephew with the [Dan Yuan Sunset Sword Art], and my nephew has indeed mastered the essence of the Shushan Sword League School's Sunset Sword Art , but congratulations."
Yan Jueling smiled and said: "I don't dare to say the essence, but it is close. The move that this junior beats brother Huang is the essence of [Danyuan Sunset Swordplay] 'Danfeng Qixia'. , seven styles and seven changes, the younger generation has finally taken care of it. My Shushan swordsmanship is outstanding in the world, and this junior is confident that there are few people in the world who can compete with the Bi faction in swordsmanship..."
The tone was arrogant, defiant and undisguised.
During the banquet, there were many masters of swordsmanship, and there were not a few people who were secretly angry when they heard the words, especially the Jingxian teacher of Sushang Palace, who snorted coldly and threw the chopsticks on the table. The meaning of this shows that he is very angry at Yan Jueling's arrogance.
Even Lu Qiaozhen and Gu Mengxuan, who belonged to the same family, also showed hesitation. It is a good thing for you to make face for the teacher, but it is a big mistake to offend other righteous colleagues.
Shen Jiangping also smiled, and said: "It's okay for the inferior Shushan swordsman to use [Tianlong Remove Armor] to meet him, but his exercise is too hard, he pays attention to his own burst of energy, ignores the enemy's movements, and faces his nephew. Although I don't know the true and false changes of my sword moves, but I dare not fight back. It was a big mistake. I lost to my nephew's sword, half of which can be said to be my own fault. It is also the result of the bad guy's poor experience in dealing with the enemy. This is what I am as a master I also have a responsibility..."
Yan Jueling frowned and said: "Even if you noticed my whereabouts when you used [Tianlong Unarmor], how can you defeat my move 'Danfeng Qixia'?"
"Don't try to distinguish between the real and the fake, and directly attack the Jiquan acupoint under the armpit of my nephew with [Chaoyang Chusheng]."
"That junior used [Golden Crow West Falling] to avoid the road, and cut his waist and abdomen back!"
"The role of [Chaoyang Chusheng] is precisely for my nephew to perform that move [Golden Wuxi Falling]."
"Oh?!" Yan Jueling sneered repeatedly, but his expression became tense.
Shen Jiangping continued: "At that time, as long as you step on the position of Chen, turn your palm into a finger, click on the Qimen of the nephew, and then click on the Quchi, what will happen to the nephew?"
"Chenwei, Qimen, Quchi..." Yan Jueling was dripping with cold sweat, and said, "This..."
All the people around were masters of martial arts, they immediately understood the changes in Shen Jiangping's moves, and couldn't help nodding their heads in admiration.
"At that time, the branch in my nephew's hand must be let go."
"Impossible, since the position of Chen, how can we attack Qimen and Quchi?" Yan Jueling forced himself to be stubborn.
"Nephew, would you like to have a try?"
Yan Jueling replied with actions, and with a movement of his body, he turned over the banquet and landed in the hall.
Shen Jiangping smiled, and followed slowly, Yan Jueling only waited for Shen Jiangping to come, and said: "Offended!" The thumb, index, and middle three fingers of the left hand squeezed the sword formula, and the index, middle two fingers of the right hand merged like a sword .
Shen Jiangping said leisurely: "Please!"
Yan Jueling scolded lightly: "[Dan Yuan Sunset Sword Art]!" Right hand food, middle two fingers thrust forward like a sword!
Shen Jiangping immediately cast [Tianlong Remove Armor], followed by [Rising Sun], and hit the "Jiquan Point" under Yan Jueling's armpit.
Yan Jueling changed suddenly [Golden Crow Falls to the West]!
Shen Jiangping chuckled, and then murmured leisurely: "Take the position of Chen, be careful of Qimen, Quchi!" After a pause, he swung his right hand, pointing out from an unbelievable position, following the words in his mouth, he hit Yan Jueling one after another. Above Qimen and Quchi two acupoints!
Yan Jueling's entire right arm went numb.
When everyone saw this, they applauded in unison, but Yan Jueling was already stunned.
Shen Jiangping put his hands behind his back and said: "Twenty-two years ago, Shen and Uncle Ling Yan Pianfei also had trouble with this change, but Uncle Ling counterattacked with a move of [Crane Wings and Sky Soaring], breaking Shen's [ The morning sun is rising], and the subsequent changes will come to an end without a problem."
Yan Jueling's complexion changed, and he said, "[Crane Wings Sky Soaring] is one of the last three changes of [Dan Yuan Sunset Sword Art]."
"That's right, my nephew hasn't learned it yet?"
"Exactly---" Yan Jueling was sweating profusely.
The relationship between his father Yan Pianqian and his uncle Yan Pianfei was at odds. Yan Pianfei had left Yankong Mountain for nearly 20 years and had never returned to Yankong Mountain once. The last three moves in the [Dan Yuan Sunset Sword Art] , except for Uncle Yan Pianfei, no one has learned it, not even his father.
"There are mountains outside the mountains, and there are people outside the people. They are small-hearted and easily angered, and small-minded and easy to overflow. My nephew should do it for himself." Shen Jiangping said with a lot of heart and soul.
"Admiration, admiration." Yan Jueling smiled and nodded, showing that he was taught, but then shook his head and said: "But... huh, what a pity, what a pity!"
Shen Jiangping couldn't help being a little surprised.
Xu Xiyu and the others stared angrily, while Ye Qingxuan and the others stared in surprise.
"What the younger generation admires is that senior Shen's swordsmanship is unparalleled in the world, but it's a pity—" Yan Jueling paused, looked around everyone, and said with a sneer: "The disciples of Xiayin Villa have not learned much of the martial arts of the senior, I'm afraid In the future, there will be no successors who have lost their skills."
As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Jueling laughed wildly and returned to his seat.
The disciples of Heroes Yin Villa were stunned again, and Shen Jiangping's complexion also sank. If they felt the same, they sighed softly.
Yan Jueling sat down, and Shi Shi calmly drank the first glass of wine.
With a loud crash, Xu Xiyu kicked the table in front of him flying, jumped up, landed in the middle of the banquet, pointed at Yan Jueling and shouted: "Yan, if you have the guts, come out and compete and brag!"
As soon as Xu Xiyu appeared, everyone in Xiayin Villa watching the battle applauded loudly. Of course, Ye Qingxuan and other guests had no reason to stop them. The strange thing is that even Shen Jiangping and Xu Zhengyi also showed an expression of watching the show, quietly Watching the changes in the arena.