Every story has a beginning, and the beginning of this story is—
Once upon a time there was a mountain, and there was a temple on the mountain
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The mountain is Xiling Mountain, and the temple is called Quiet Temple.
It is said that the Quiet Temple is a centuries-old temple with a long history and a temple culture with deep roots. All monks have been selected through many temple tests, all of them have brain gold, brain platinum, and brain black gold.
Uh, in a word, the monks here have everything except hair.
Master Man Man, the current abbot of Quiet Temple, is a literary celebrity who loves elegance. In addition to studying Buddhism every day, I also like to appreciate calligraphy in my spare time. The Zen room is even full of various works of famous masters from all dynasties and schools.
—"In the sparse shadows of apricot blossoms, play the flute and bid farewell to dawn."
Good sentence good sentence!
—“j□j is divided into three parts, dust in two parts, and running water in one part.”
Good words good words!
——"Sick wings frighten the autumn, withered form sees the world, how many times does the setting sun disappear?"
It is simply a masterpiece handed down from generation to generation!
Hey, what's on this wall? The flower mounting is so detailed, it must be the representative work of a famous artist who is cherished by master Man Man.
Come on, let's zoom in a little closer and look up together.
— "Congratulations! Master Manman has been elected as the new temple leader!"
Uh
——"The sea sailing depends on the helmsman, and it is full of the red sun!"
uh uh
— "Master Man Man, Heng-Yuan-Xiang, Niuniuniu!"
Uh uh uh? !
Wipe off your sweat, forget it, don’t look at it, let’s take a closer look and look at the small courtyard outside the meditation room.
"Alas..." A young gray man sighed while looking at the sky
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This person has handsome features and a tall and straight figure. He looks like a good man with strong bones, but unfortunately, there is a faint sadness all over his body, which is strangely uncoordinated.
"Hero Lu, are you here to fetch water for Junior Sister again?"
A little master in the temple greeted him.
It turned out that this was a frequent visitor of the Quiet Temple, the hero Lu Huahua, the seventh generation and eighteenth disciple of the Xiling School.
"Yes." He scratched his hair, his face full of helplessness, "Sister Nineteen said she wanted to drink the Biluoshui from your place, so I was sent here again by her."
"Your master really dotes on her!" The little master smiled mysteriously, gossiping, "I heard that she is from a martial arts family?"
"Yes." Lu Huahua's face was full of longing, "I heard that the nineteenth sister is the only daughter of the top masters 'Dongfanghong' and 'Ximen Bubai', and the master has always treated her very politely." He sighed The tone, the tone is emotional, "Nineteen sisters are so relaxed! You don't need to run or work every day, just help the master fan and read the report to your abbot."
"Why haven't you heard of the names of these two heroes?" The little master muttered a little.
"I haven't heard of it either." Lu Huahua shook her head, "But since the master said that they are top masters, they must be all right. They must be masters who have long been hidden from the world. We are naturally ignorant as juniors."
"That makes sense." The little master nodded in agreement, "Speaking of which, Hero Lu, your little junior sister has been in the Xiling School for so long, have you ever demonstrated any martial arts skills?"
"This..." Lu Huahua bit her lower lip, feeling a little embarrassed.
He remembered the conversation he had with his junior sister this morning.
"Little Junior Sister..."
"what?"
"Third Senior Sister told you to practice..."
"I don't practice! How many times have I said it? I have magical powers to protect my body, so why practice?!"
"Uh, she said she was practicing 'rubbing hemp', and she also said that you must like it..."
"Ah, didn't you say earlier
! Where? Tell them to wait, no one is allowed to advance! "
The girl flustered for a while.
"Little, little junior sister..."
"what?"
"That..." My face was about to turn red, "I heard from the master that you have a secret secret skill of the Eastern Hero, and you don't show it easily. I wonder if I have the luck, brother..."
"Why, do you want to see 'One Sword Bleeding Blood'?" The girl stopped moving, her eyes widened.
"That's right, that's the name!" He nodded hastily, his eyes filled with anticipation, the name sounds amazing!
"... that's fine." The girl rolled her eyes, and raised the corners of her mouth, "But the water tank in my house is about to be empty..."
"Brother, I'll pick it for you!" Without hesitation.
"Oh, what an embarrassment!" He said, but his eyes drifted away, "It's been a long time since I drank the Biluo spring water in the quiet temple..."
"Be sure to fill up two big tanks for my junior sister!"
It is incumbent to be categorical, and it is a unique move, so I will go all out!
"Thank you, brother." The girl then smiled, her eyes curved into beautiful crescent moons.
"Senior Brother, let me borrow your sword." She stretched out her hand and pulled out the sword he was wearing around her waist, a cold light flashed in her eyes, "You should be careful, I will only use this move once!"
"Enen!" He quickly held his breath and widened his eyes, for fear of missing a little movement.
The girl took a deep breath and stood facing the Eight Immortals table in the room with a serious expression.
The wind blew over from the window, and a strand of blue hair brushed against her ears, making her look more and more refined and ethereal.
"what!"
A roc spread its wings, and she thrust her right hand forward, stabbing the sword deeply into a big persimmon on the table
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"drink!"
She shouted again, drew back the sword, stood still, and let out a long breath.
"look."
She pointed to the persimmon that was bubbling red juice: "It's bloody with one sword..."
——————— Persimmon is very injured dividing line———————
When Lu Huahua returned to the Xiling School, the junior sister was playing with the dog in the yard.
"Meow! Meow!" Holding a dog's tail grass in her hand, she smiled and scratched the little fat dog's fleshy nose, "Gong Xi Fa Cai!"
"Aww!" The puppy stood upright with a kick of its hind legs, and its two front paws drooped together and swung up and down, as if bowing.
"It's weird!" Lu Huahua murmured in her heart, this nineteenth sister is not only weird herself, but also the pets she raises—how could there be a dog named "Meow Meow"
"Senior brother Lu is back?" The younger junior sister turned her head and saw him standing at the door, her eyebrows and eyes frowned, "Is the water ready?"
"Hmm." For some reason, when Lu Huahua saw her smile, she felt chest tightness, so she wiped her face indiscriminately to change the topic, "Why didn't you 'rub numb' with the third senior sister and the others?"
"Senior Sister Seven is back!" Junior Sister shrugged her shoulders, "Five Golden Flowers can't fit at a table, so I automatically give up my seat."
five golden flowers...
Hearing this title, Lu Huahua couldn't help thinking of the past.
It is said that the Xiling School is one of the most famous sects in the Jianghu. The current head is Zhang Sifeng, the successor of the fifth generation (forgive me, Jin Daxia, Amen), and there are Qianyi, Duier, Lisan, Zhensi, Xunwu, Kanliu, and Genqi. , Kun Baba Hall, with eight disciples of the sixth generation as the hall masters.
The hall where Lu Huahua lives is Lisan Hall, and the head of the hall is Wang Tianshan, the fourth disciple of the sixth generation. This Wang Tianshan is deviant and rebellious, and he has a very tricky eye for picking his apprentices. The first condition is to be young and beautiful, otherwise no matter how talented he is, even a genius will not be accepted. The head of the sect talked a lot about him for this matter, but he still went his own way, and even said to the outside world that ugly monsters should not come to the door for advice, otherwise he would be unable to restrain himself and slash that face first.
Therefore, Lisantang became famous and became the legendary "Xiling Hall of Beauty".
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Wang Tianshan has a total of 18 disciples, known as "Xiling Eighteen Arhats", four of the eighteen disciples are women, so they are also called "Xiling Four Talents" (forgive me Gu Daxia, Amen). But everything changed because of the arrival of the younger junior sister. Eighteen arhats will become nineteen arhats, and four talents will become five talents.
"The name Wuxiu is weird..." At that time, the third senior sister held the hand of the younger junior sister and said, "Why don't you help us think about it, what should we call it when we walk in the rivers and lakes?"
"... Why not call them Five Golden Flowers?" The little junior sister's voice was shy and timid, "The four sisters are all as beautiful as fairies in the sky. Only the flower names can bring out the beauty and nobility of the sisters."
"Wow!" The upright Seventh Senior Sister patted her thigh, "Five Golden Flowers is a good name, loud and classic! Third Senior Sister, why don't we call each other by flowers?"
"...that's a good idea." The third senior sister smiled faintly, "I think my name is Fu Rong. Everyone can call me Sister Fu Rong in the future."
"I'm Chrysanthemum!" Seventh Senior Sister rushed to register the trademark, "You will all call me Sister Chrysanthemum from now on."
"...I am called Narcissus." The delicate Ninth Senior Sister covered her mouth and smiled, "Sisters, you can call me Sister Narcissus."
Eleventh Senior Sister saw that everyone had already decided on a name, so she quickly said, "My name is Shiliu, who told me that I like to wear red clothes?"
"Junior Junior Sister, what about you?" The four beauties thought about their names and turned to look at Nineteenth Sister.
For some reason, Lu Huahua felt that Junior Sister's face was very strange at that time, blue and white and red.
"Me? Hahaha..." The little junior sister laughed dryly three times, stroking the back of her head, "... I think I'll be called Rapeseed Flower."
"Brother, why don't you help me pour the water into the tank?" The young junior sister's smiling voice interrupted his train of thought.
"Oh, sorry, now." Lu Huahua came back to her senses, and hurriedly carried water to the yard.
Hurrah, two buckets of water were poured into the tank, and the cold air rushed to the face.
"It's really fragrant." The little junior sister buried her face in the jar, took a deep breath and pretended to be intoxicated
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"Junior sister is surprised by this." Lu Huahua shook her head, "Master said, real water has no fragrance. Since this Biluoquan is a good water source, how can it have fragrance?"
"I said there is." The little junior sister turned away from him, her face full of disapproval, "How can ordinary people smell the fragrance of Biluoquan? If it's just ordinary water, why would the monks in the quiet temple dominate the spring for a hundred years? put?"
Lu Huahua suffered a lot, blushing and dared not speak anymore.
The little junior sister took out a blue glass bottle and threw it into the jar to draw water.
"You... want to honor the master again?" He still couldn't help but speak.
He has seen this blue bottle many times, and every time it appears just right when the master is thirsty during practice. The younger junior sister is euphemistically offering "fine milk and jade liquid", and the master likes it very much, probably because he thinks it is very elegant to drink water from such a strange bottle.
"Junior sister, why don't you give this bottle directly." Lu Huahua felt that it was really hard for her to deliver water all the way every day, "Master's residence is quite far away, don't you feel tired after running?"
According to his usual observations, Junior Junior Sister is an out-and-out slob.
"Senior brother Lu, you don't understand this!" The junior sister gave him a sideways look, and her words were full of anger, "Not all ** are qualified to be put into this blue bottle!"
She raised the blue bottle full of water to her face, and emphasized with a smile: "The blue bottle is delicious!"
"... Well, what's so strange about it being delicious..." Lu Huahua suddenly felt her throat a little dry.
"Hmph! After drinking my blue bottle of water, master's waist is no longer sore, his legs are no longer hurting, and his whole body is full of energy. He can run five miles in one breath!"
Lu Huahua watched helplessly as the smile on the younger junior sister's face grew bigger and bigger, and she became more and more proud.
He suddenly remembered that when the younger junior sister introduced herself to everyone, she also had such a strange smile on her face.
"... Hello, senior brothers and sisters!" The little junior sister's voice seemed to be mixed with the finest honey, and it was extremely sweet, "From now on, I will be everyone's nineteenth senior sister."
"What's your junior sister's last name?" someone asked from below.
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"Well, my surname is...Gan, everyone can call me Nineteenth Sister Gan from now on."
"No! Junior Sister, since your parents are two heroes Ximen and Dongfang, how could they be named Gan?"
"Uh, when I'm away from home, my parents told me to keep a low profile and never reveal my background. Please forgive me, senior brothers and sisters..."
"Good tutor..."
"What a tradition..."
"It's no wonder you're a hero..."
There was a murmur of applause.
"Junior sister, are you really the daughter of two heroes, Ximen Bubai and Dongfanghong?"
Thinking of this, Lu Huahua couldn't help but look carefully at the girl in front of her.
"It's true." The little junior sister was scooping out a ladle of water from the jar to wash her hands, her expression calm.
"Since she is the daughter of a hero, why did she come all the way to Xiling to learn martial arts?" No matter how hard she thought, Lu Huahua couldn't figure it out. "Isn't it better to just let your parents teach you?"
"Alas..." the junior sister sighed sadly, "My parents taught me strictly since childhood. They thought that martial arts practitioners should learn from the best of all families, so they sent me here cruelly. In fact, I... am also very dissatisfied. I would rather..." At this point, she waved her hand, her face full of sadness, "Senior brother Lu, my parents don't like me to go around the world under their name, please, don't bring up the past again..."
Lu Huahua gave a slight "oh", not knowing what to say, so she just stared blankly at her.
The little junior sister rolled up her sleeves, revealing a pair of slender hands, and slowly dipped them into the water basin.
The ten fingers are pointed, the skin is white as snow, and the texture is delicate. At first glance, it is the hands of Miss Qianjin, and they have nothing in common with those who practice martial arts.
Suddenly there was a bright light, and Lu Huahua took a closer look. It turned out that the little junior sister was wearing a delicately carved silver bracelet with nine small bells on it.
The wind blew over, and the silver bells began to collide with each other.
Jingle, jingle, jingle.