When the group of white-clothed men and women who looked like immortals rushed towards Linhu Villa aggressively, there stood a handsome young man in the Crouching Tiger Pavilion, wearing a famous sword from Longyan incense burner on his waist, engraved with the four characters of rootless Tianshui in ancient seal script. He happened to see the scene of the white butterfly splashing water on the lake, his fists were clenched tightly, his whole body was full of vicious arrogance, and his anger was tinged with fear. Everyone in the world says that there were fairy families in ancient times, who were supernatural and refined. When they lived in seclusion, they ate clouds and drank dew. As the young master of Youyan Mountain Villa, the young man standing alone in the pavilion condescendingly has a very high vision, so he naturally wouldn't mistake the group of white-clothed men for immortals. Headed by the Tianjian, the north of the Guangling River were reduced to lackeys of the imperial court, diligently watching the weather for the emperor of the Zhao family, and they have been criticized for a long time. The south is relatively withered and scattered, respected by the Baiping Guanyin sect in the South China Sea, living in seclusion on an isolated island overseas, and behaves like a loose fairy.
These dozen or so qi trainers led by a qi training master are undoubtedly born in Xiandao. The reason why people are so motivating, leaving the South China Sea and reappearing from the rivers and lakes, is plotting the talisman sword forged in the concealment of the Longyan Incense Burner. He was shocked as a heavenly being, and countless heroes and talents worshiped him. If he hadn't been beaten and cried by that generation of sword god Li Chungang, maybe there would be more immortal deeds that are talked about to this day. The old owner of Youyan Mountain Villa was one of his admirers at that time. The current owner advocates Dongling to inherit his father's wish, hire a boat to go to sea to visit immortals, encounter a rare tornado in a hundred years, and train a woman from the Guanyin sect They were rescued by a coincidence, they fell in love with each other, and they eloped back to the villa. Twenty-five years ago, a Qi trainer from the Guanyin Sect killed her quietly and wanted the woman to commit suicide. Jianlu promised to only cast eighty-one talisman swords for Guanyinzong in exchange for his wife's life. If the sword fails in the future, he can die with his wife. Forging a sword is not easy at all. It is even more difficult. After twenty-five years, only thirty-six talisman swords have been cast, and Youyan Villa is on the verge of collapse. Can you not hate it? Does he really want him to watch his parents die for love
A pair of men and women who are nearly fifty but not old are slowly climbing the mountain. The man has a rough appearance, with a leopard head and eyes around him. He has the evil look of a brave and reckless man, but his expression is calm. He enters the pavilion holding hands, and occasionally looks sideways at his wife. It's full of rough and fine iron man tenderness. The woman and her son Zhang Chunlin have seven or eight similarities in appearance and spirit. They are elegantly dressed, dignified and beautiful. Facing the imminent death situation, they are not afraid of death, but they are full of silent guilt. Entering the pavilion together, Zhang Chunlin gritted his teeth, turned his head away angrily with red eyes. The woman walked up to her son's top-grade Liaodong fox fur, and said softly, "It's not good for your mother, you have delayed your father, and even harmed the ancestral property of the villa."
Youyan Villa advocated that Dongling stared slightly and said: "What do you say, what delays the disaster, it's all nonsense. Zhang Dongling can find such a good wife like you, it is already smoke from the ancestral grave, and if there is any complaints, it will be nothing. It's going to be struck by lightning."
Although Zhang Chunlin is polite and courteous in his dealings with others, he doesn't need to wear a gentle mask with his parents. He looked at his father Zhang Dongling with moist eyes, "I blame you. The swordsmanship is mediocre. I only know how to forge swords all my life. Even my mother protects me." Can't stop!"
Zhang Dongling was speechless, and didn't feel that he had to pretend to be a hero in front of his son, so he just hummed.
The woman's face was a little cold, and she reprimanded in a deep voice: "Chunlin, don't say that about your father!"
Zhang Chunlin looked down at his hands, choked up and said, "Actually, it's all my fault. I can't protect my parents. I'm a coward. My hands are still shaking right now, and I can't hold my sword steadily, let alone draw it against those people." .”
Zhang Dongling smiled softly, with kind eyes, and patted his son's head, "With my father here, I should be the first to carry it when the sky falls. Chunlin, we Jianghu people, especially those who practice swords, are always impossible. Everyone is a master of the first rank, let alone a sword fairy, it is enough not to do bad things, and not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door. Hey, these qi practitioners who are wandering overseas can be regarded as the so-called gods in the world. If the gods knock on the door to collect debts, I It is not wrong to go with your mother. Although you have been crowned for some years, you don't have to blame yourself too much, let alone think about revenge. Parents have earned money in the past twenty years, and besides you, I earned it all at my grandma's house. If you live on the edge of a corner after your parents leave, your parents will not feel at ease. Your father is a rough man. He can only forge iron and swords in this life, and he hasn't taught you any principles of life. Half a sentence of good words, but one thing you have to keep in mind, there are too many things in the world that you can’t do anything about, and you can’t suffocate yourself to death, that’s really a waste of reincarnation.”
Zhang Chunlin, who had shed tears for the first time in his life, raised his head, his eyes blurred with tears, "Father, I'm really not reconciled."
Zhang Dongling, who seldom puts on his father's airs to his son, said calmly: "If you are not reconciled, you have to live."
The woman gently wiped away her son's tears with her cuff, and turned her head to look at the man in the hat who was fishing alone in a small boat on the lake. Not wanting the father and son to be in deep pain, she changed the subject and asked with a frown, "Who is that strange man?"
Zhang Dongling grinned and said: "The road is blocked by heavy snow, and a group of guests who came to Zhuangzi to stay overnight heard Zhang Han say that they are not vulgar. With his eyesight, he didn't even see the level of skill clearly. It must be not easy. If it is usual, I'm sure If you want to make friends, you will inevitably be lectured by you. I am this kind of dog who can't change his stubborn temper. I have suffered from you these years. There is a saying that says that a good woman can't cook without rice. It is a daughter-in-law. And you."
The woman forced a smile, shook her head slightly, and then held his and her son's hands.
Zhang Dongling exhaled, "You and I will go down the mountain. If you accidentally cause a conflict between the guests and the Guanyin Sect, your conscience will be uneasy. Chunlin, please don't show your face. Parents will welcome the guests for the last time, and you will be the head of the family from now on." gone."
Zhang Chunlin held the ancient sword tightly in one hand, and said with firm eyes, "I'll go down the mountain together!"
When Zhang Dongling was in a dilemma, he caught a glimpse of the movement on the lake out of the corner of his eye, he gave a surprised cry, and then widened his eyes with a look of shock.
Qi practitioners in white clothes skidded on the lake, and the wind and snow naturally fell a few feet away from their bodies. The head of the immortal's house was less than 30 feet away from Youyan Mountain Villa, and a young woman Qi practitioner stepped on the water before she jumped over the boat and took a look down. The indifferent man sat cross-legged, wearing a thick coir raincoat and a bamboo hat on his head, with two strands of white hair of an unusual age hanging down from his temples. He saw the fisherman's face at a glance. He was very young. She was so outstanding that after jumping over the boat without shoes and socks, she still looked back and wondered if this guy was scared out of his wits, or was he addicted to fishing on the lake, and really didn't see anything
Xu Fengnian, who was sitting alone on the cold river, held his breath all the time, turning a blind eye to these white-clothed qi trainers who were swaying on the lake. Yin things are hidden, Xu Fengnian is just staying at Youyan Mountain Villa halfway, and doesn't want to be troublesome, if these fairies in the eyes of the world are the distinguished guests who need to sweep the couch to welcome them, Xu Fengnian doesn't think it will make the greedy Xu Ying go on a killing spree , is the way of serving guests. Second, what Xu Fengnian is hostile to is only Qin Tianjian in the capital, the Qi practitioners in the south have no grievances or enmities with him, they met by fate, so they should watch the immortals and the scenery together.
It's just that when Xu Fengnian sensed the murderous intent of this group of white-clothed immortals showing a trace of incongruity, he stopped blindly hiding his clumsiness, took off his bamboo hat, and the boat backed away like an arrow, drawing a beautiful ripple on the lake.
In an instant, the boat came to an emergency stop twenty feet away from the lake, just blocking the foothold of the leading qi training master.
The old woman in white clothes with a withered face frowned slightly, her figure stopped suddenly, and fell on the lake with the heavy snow beside her. Behind her, a dozen relatively young immortals stopped one after another.
This group of Qi practitioners stepped on the lake without moving an inch, like white butterflies resting on a mirror.
I don't know who was the first to see this mysterious scene in the lakeside courtyard of Youyan Mountain Villa. After a few surprises, they walked out of the courtyard gate one after another after a while and stopped to watch from a distance. Soon there were crowds of people, including the servants and servants of the house, and the owner of the villa. A distant friend of "Tuo Gu".
Xu Fengnian said flatly: "I'm Youyan's guest, I welcome you very much. If you provoke me, you should sit down and chat slowly, and talk about it. By the way, since you can stand on the lake and pretend to be gods, you must be doing well. It won't be cold even if you touch your butt?"
The haggard old woman frowned even more tightly, and most of the Qi practitioners around her also looked displeased, but only the barefooted woman in white at the end let out a chuckle.
A white-clothed fairy who was about thirty years old quietly turned her head and gave a helpless glance. The latter quickly put on a straight face, but unfortunately, a pair of long, smiling eyes gave away the secret.
All sixteen people carried one or several talisman swords of different lengths, or mahogany swords passed down from immortals in ancient books, or ancient bronze swords with thousands of years of history, which were "new" swords. It is also calculated by Jiazi.
According to legend, Qi practitioners have a unique method of cultivating Taoism. They specialize in collecting sky thunder in the sky hundreds of feet above the blessed land, and use secret techniques to make thunder beads. When thrown, the power is huge, and it is really like lightning on the ground. Or the first ray of morning glow reflected in the East China Sea, received in the talisman mirror, and under the light, all the evils and filth were wiped out. There is also the magical saying of collecting unowned souls and going to Fengdu to enter the underworld with a yang body to accumulate yin virtues. In short, the mysterious methods of clever Qi practitioners emerge in endlessly. Fairy home. In fact, Qi practitioners come from ancient alchemists, and they are somewhat similar to Daoist Alchemists, except that the path of Qi practitioners is narrower and farther.
A young male Qi trainer said coldly: "Get out of the way!"
Xu Fengnian has always been a rascal who doesn't take hard and soft things, he said with a smile: "Ask me."
Then he patted the Beiliang knife on his waist, "Ask about my knife again."
Although the old woman is one of the few top qi masters in the world, she did not blindly overbearing, and said indifferently: "Going to Youyan Mountain Villa, I just took the sword as promised. Young people, it is a good thing to be willing to draw a sword to help those in need, but you have to be reasonable. "
Xu Fengnian stood up, patted the snow on the shoulder of the straw coir raincoat, "A senior I know once got a good sword from Youyan Mountain Villa, you can take the sword, take it away, but if you want to bully others, I still say that words, ask me, ask me the knife."
The man who spoke coldly before did not hide his anger.
The man was angry, blood spattered five steps, and the head grabbed the ground. The wrath of the emperor lay down millions of corpses and bleed for thousands of miles.
In the eyes of ordinary people, the anger of the immortal family is lighter and more leisurely than the anger of the emperor
Everyone in the world knows that immortals are good, that is, they know that the immortal family is superior, and they are not inferior to emperors and generals.
This Qi trainer didn't hide his heart, he was full of anger, and the wind and snow were blowing around him.
He laughed angrily, and said with a loud laugh: "Bold Lizi, you want to sit on the ground and discuss with me? Alright, then I will sit for you!"
The fairy in white really sat down.
Like a mountain suddenly filling the river and sea.
Except for the old lady who was the leader, the rest of the Qi practitioners raised their toes a few feet away from the lake.
The surface of the lake was shaking, and the momentum was terrifying.
But what made this person extremely embarrassing was that the surface of the lake near him was shaking violently, and the small boat seemed to be on the shore of the lake, standing still!
Xu Fengnian didn't use harsh words to tease that self-defeating Qi trainer face to face, but squinted his eyes and raised his head to look at Goose Feather Snow, and said to himself: "A senior who eats swords said something, which made me very yearn for it. There are three million sword immortals in the sky, and they must lower their eyebrows when they meet me. It's really appropriate."
Xu Fengnian withdrew his gaze, and after taking off his coir raincoat, he smiled awkwardly and said, "Come on, come on, ask me first, and then you are qualified to ask about the Beiliang knife on my waist."