【Xie Li】Si Duan Jin

Chapter 3

"Disciple Chunyang stop."

There are only two people in the world who are qualified to say this.

The Chunyang Palace, built in the first year of Shenlong, was led by Lu Dongbin, son of Chunyang, and was trusted by two emperors with two "Kaiyuan Canon" and "Datong Canon". Since its establishment, it has experienced two dynasties and four emperors.After Xuanzong came to the throne, he achieved greater development. His disciples practiced martial arts and Taoism regardless of world affairs, and their status in the world was noble and detached.No matter who is an old man in the martial arts world, he dare not entrust the earth to discipline Chunyang's disciples.There are hundreds of disciples in the Chunyang Record Room, plus nearly a thousand lay disciples and outer disciples. Only two of them are from Chunyang but not disciples and can issue orders; one is the founder of Chunyang, Lu Yan, Lu Zu has a glimpse of the heavenly destiny. It is said that the Daoist Shanshi in Huashan Feiyuchi is only one of his avatars.There has been no news of him in Jianghu for decades; the second is the current head teacher Li Wangsheng.In recent years, Chunyang has been famous all over the world as the pillar of state religion, and has never fallen into the reputation of being upright and noble.There is the protection of the emperor's shade inside, and Taoism and martial arts outside.The swordsman is a gentleman among the soldiers, and the Taoist is gifted with immortal roots. As the head of the Tao, he is the only one among the pure yang masters who can not only practice the triple supreme mental method of breaking, sitting, and forgetting.And the gentle and pertinent person has also enjoyed a long reputation in the world, and has become more and more respected in recent years.

Li Wangsheng, who appeared calmly amidst the hustle and bustle of the faction, was wearing the robes of the head of the sect, the Taiyi Wulao Hunyuan Taoist crown on his head, the plain white double-breasted Xiaotai cassock, and his feet were wearing gangdou cloud shoes.The cloth is light and soft but not flimsy, and the stone blue dark lines are looming, and you can tell it is a high-quality cloth at a glance.The white marble handle holding the white whisk is as clean as snow, and the hair of the white horse's mane is as light as clouds.An air of elegance arises spontaneously.

Dozens of disciples followed the head teacher down the mountain. Some of Yuxu's disciples were personally taught by Li Wangsheng, and their martial arts skills were not a problem;Arranging the Xiaoyao Chong Dou Formation with the two-way kung fu—this formation was created by Lu Zu himself, step by step in the direction of the seven stars—it took a lot of effort to restrain the masked swordsman in black.There is no reason for being inferior to others in skills. A master in the rivers and lakes like a crucian carp crossing the river does not need to win or lose. He just needs to slow down the fierce and unparalleled sword of that person, so as not to offend the head teacher.

At the foot of Huashan Mountain is still the boundary of Chunyang, at the gate of my house, an unidentified guy kicked his nose in the face.The elites of Chunyang's younger generation are proud and arrogant, and they are still not the opponent of the masked man alone after going all out.

However, Li Wangsheng's words made them even more horrified, telling the disciple of Chunyang to stop, wouldn't it be in vain to get the opponent into the Xiaoyao Chong battle formation with great difficulty, do you want to learn the arrogant sword technique just now?However, how dare they disobey the teacher's orders, they sincerely respected Li Wangsheng, and immediately signaled each other with their eyes to prepare to withdraw their strength at the same time, only maintaining the sword posture vigilantly, looking at the person coming.

The visitor was dressed in ordinary nighttime black clothes, with a black scarf covering half of his mouth, nose and face, revealing only a pair of piercing eyes.The skill is vigorous, and the sword is as fierce as a gallbladder.Before the formation was withdrawn, suddenly there was a long roar, and the power of the sword soared, and it was divided into seven positions one after another, as fast as a phantom, holding the master of the formation and forcing him to abandon the sword. Seeing a lot of surprises, but always able to hit the vital point with one sword, his accomplishments cannot be underestimated.The high-ranking disciples found that his aura was thick and thick, and it seemed to be endless, and there seemed to be an infinite world, and he had already reached the realm of transformation.

As soon as the sword came out, he held the master to break the formation, lifted the swords of these disciples, and leaped like a leap to Li Wang's life, the tip of the sword was two bodies away from Headmaster Chunyang.What he held in his hand turned out to be an ordinary wooden sword that looked like an ordinary wooden sword bought by a juggler on the street, but it was full of brilliance.At this moment, only in front of Master Chunyang, he was furious and murderous, and the chill was overwhelming. "I'm here today to ask for sword invitations from the Famous Sword Conference. It has nothing to do with anything else. Li Wangsheng, if you teach these disciples who are not good at learning skills, don't go to the Famous Sword Conference. You will embarrass Chunyang."

The voice engraved with the vicissitudes of life is deliberately lowered, and the air in the middle is as thick as a yellow bell. Only from the voice, one can feel that the person's true strength is thick and extraordinary.The tall figure under the black clothes is not easy to identify. When did such a high-level person appear in the Jianghu, who dared to stand at the foot of Huashan with a pure yang edge? Seeing that this master is not young, why has he never heard of it in the Jianghu? Pass.

The disciples of Chunyang were full of shock and anger. This person's tone was not good, he called the head teacher by his name in a disrespectful manner, accused Chunyang of martial arts, and asked for the sword post. He was so rebellious and arrogant. I couldn't help but want to do my best to give him some Color voila.But when they saw that Li Wangsheng didn't dodge, even though the opponent was so aggressive, he didn't even release the body protection of Si Wangsheng, like an ordinary person with no internal strength, but his expression was indifferent.The disciples with a strong comprehension ability of Dao Xin added another layer of awe: Dao dharma is boundless, the heart is like still water, so calm when things change, the practice of the head teacher is really unfathomable.However, Li Wangsheng said to the disciple who was serving beside him: "Give him the sword post."

"Master!"As soon as he said it, he would really hand over the sword of the [-]th Hidden Sword Villa's Famous Sword Conference.No matter what the sect leader's considerations were, Chun Yang couldn't accept the invitation to go now.

"Give it to him." Li Wangsheng repeated clearly.

The disciples of Chunyang were so shocked that they were speechless, especially the disciples who had served Li Wangsheng for many years. Although they had learned a little bit of the bearing of the master, they still couldn't be free from grievances.He didn't dare to resist, so he took out the sword slip with great restraint, put both hands in front of him in accordance with the etiquette, and handed it to the man in black.

The sword sticker in Tibetan Sword Villa is neither paper nor foil, but a piece of pure white jade inlaid with gold.The calligraphy and paintings on it are all poured with iron juice, not only can no one imitate, but also look unparalleled, to show the strong strength of the Tibetan Sword Villa that has flourished in recent years.The disciple felt unwilling, so he unconsciously clenched his hands tightly and refused to let go.The man in black snorted coldly, and twisted his fingers lightly. The other party felt a numbness in his arm, and he involuntarily let go. Without seeing the movement clearly, the sword slip fell into the man in black's hand.

"Li Wangsheng, you, take care of yourself." The man in black gave a warning glance from under the cloth scarf, his tone was cold and hard, his arms stretched vigorously, and he immediately escaped from the encirclement of dozens of Chunyang disciples, like a flying kite , disappeared from everyone's sight in an instant.

The disciples of Chunyang stared back at the immovable head of Chunyang. His expression that would not thaw for thousands of years was still dry, and he did not give any explanation. How would such a big matter be treated by the world? Yu Chunyang: The sword stick was taken away at the foot of Mount Hua by a person of unknown origin without even a single trick.What is the connection between this man in black and Chunyang and Li Wangsheng?If there really are such origins that don't need to be explained, said much, and don't need to care about the secular rumors, why doesn't the expression of the head of the sect show any difference.Is it because the Taoist heart is too high to forget love like still water, or is it that the waves dive deep and do not show in front of others...?

"Let's go back. The long-distance trip that was calculated a few days ago will not work. Everything is by chance. It really is determined." Li Wangsheng turned around first, and slowly climbed up the stairs.

Li Wangsheng assigned matters, sent several disciples back to the sect first, and handed four letters in handwritten letters to Shangguan Boyu, Yu Rui, Qi Jin and Zhuo Fengming, saying that he wanted to go to the snow shelter alone to calm down, these The disciples were not surprised.They are the elites of Yuxu and Chongxu, and they usually bow their heads to be taught by the head of the sect.Since such a major event happened, of course the five sons of Chunyang had to communicate with each other immediately.After receiving the letter from the head of the sect, the masters and uncles sitting in the Chunyang Palace can also know it from the bottom of their hearts.In the next series of responses, whether it was inquisition by the same people in the rivers and lakes, or hearing from the court, there was room for maneuver.Although Chunyang has only been established for a few dozen years, it is not comparable to the ancient temple with a century-old reputation, but it has a detached position that is almost the leader of the martial arts. today's prosperity.In the final analysis, it is a trivial matter not to be able to participate in the Famous Sword Conference, and it is a trivial matter for the mysterious person who made the headmaster give up the sword sticker. Yang Xinxiu is savvy.

The snow shelter in Huashan Mountain is for travelers who worship Chunyang Mountain Gate and hunters who enter the mountain in winter to rest.Ice piled up under the corrugated tiles, and when the old wooden door of the small courtyard was pushed open, half of the fence covered by the wind and snow was crooked, and some of them were old and rotten.Walking into the room, a small wooden couch is covered with a thick fur mattress from the Orion, several bundles of frozen firewood, and a rusty iron pot is placed on top of a simple stove.A four-legged wooden table with two stools.The iron nail hooks on the wall used to hang bows and arrows are now empty.

When Li Wangsheng came here, he stopped, and asked the rest of the disciples to go back to the mountain to deliver letters to the younger brothers and sisters. He only took the disciple who Fengjian had posted just now, pushed aside the firewood gate, waded through the snow and entered the snow shelter.The quiet and closed furnishings exude a sense of coolness for years.The disciple swept the edge of the bed and invited Li Wangsheng to sit down, cupped his hands hesitantly and asked with some doubts, "Master...?"

Li Wangsheng motioned him to sit down on the bench in front of him, put his three fingers on the pulse of the disciple, and meditated silently.Li Wangsheng's fingers are long and slender, and the fingertips are neither cold nor hot, which is the cool and dry feeling of a righteous cultivator. After a while, Fang said: "It really is the internal injury you just suffered. Try to introduce the astringency into the Yuhu acupoint." , let me help you resolve it."

The disciple was surprised and only grateful.Just now when he handed the Famous Sword Great Sword Sticker to the mysterious person, he was not angry and did not want to let go.The mysterious man shook the disciple with inner energy, causing his fingers to feel numb and involuntarily let go. Not long afterward, he found that there was still a trace of the qi lingering in the tendons, and its operation method was exactly the same as that of the pure yang mental method. In Zhou Tian Xing Qi, although he found that it was stronger and more aggressive than Chun Yang's mind method, it was really difficult for him to blend in with his skills.But he didn't want to be identified by the leader, and he personally helped him resolve it.This disciple has been taught by Li Wangsheng since he was a child, and has always admired and respected him. Facing his master, he cared for him and said, "Thank you, Master. I am ashamed."

Li Wangsheng put three fingers on his pulse.The disciple felt a cool inner breath from the same source slowly extending from the wrist to the Yuhu point, like a gentle silk thread pulling back the violent inner energy, it went to the arm for a tingling numbness, and finally led it back to Li Wangsheng smoothly between the three fingers.Without that astringent feeling, he immediately felt refreshed, but the action just now by the head of the sect was not to resist and resolve it, but to draw this internal energy to bear it for him.Thinking that the head of the sect would suffer for his disciples with low martial arts skills, he would rather replace it with his own body.Perhaps with Li Wangsheng's state of practice, the inner strength that made him feel tight in the chest and short of breath just now is just a scratch, and it can be easily resolved in a moment, but how can this kind of consideration for others not be moving.The disciple bowed again, and said: "Master, I have troubled you, but you should take care of your health."

The disciple didn't hear Li Wangsheng's response, and raised his head in doubt. Li Wangsheng stared blankly at the three fingers of his right hand, his expression paused, and a look of uneasiness flashed between his brows and eyes, "I didn't expect...".The disciple saw that Li Wangsheng's fingertips were still faintly blue, knowing that the headmaster hadn't used his internal force to dissolve them, he couldn't help but secretly became anxious, wondering why the headmaster kept this thorn-like thing, caring Reminder: "Master, don't you feel pain? Are you all right?"

Li Wangsheng said: "It doesn't matter. The pain also seems to be painless, and all five senses are empty."

The disciple hurriedly said: "I actually forgot the Sutra of Ups and Downs, I will write it as a punishment when I go back."

Li Wangsheng looked around at the humble scene of the snow shelter, closed his eyes and said calmly: "Go back to the mountain first. It's windy and snowy tonight, so be careful."

The disciple was startled, feeling that there was something in the head teacher's words, and asked tentatively: "Master, then you..."

Li Wangsheng's fingertips still had faint bluish marks drawn from the disciple's inner breath, which spread to the ring around his thumb, but he still didn't intend to dissolve them.Li Wangsheng wears an iron ring decorated with Taiji patterns on his left thumb all year round.Most men wear rings on their thumbs for soldiers and horses in the army, which is convenient for drawing longbows. He, a monk, only wears them as decorations.That disciple has been with Li Wangsheng all these years, and he knows that this ring is what Li Wangsheng found in the ruins of the Sword Qi Hall in the past.At this moment, the blue mark and the iron ring contrast each other but there is a strange matching degree, like a long-term guidance in the dark.The disciple was shocked when he had such a thought.But Li Wangsheng sighed rarely.With a heavy heart, he raised his head and said, "Go."

The disciple didn't dare to disobey, he respectfully clasped his fists in salute, stepped back five steps before turning around and coming out, his heart still full of surprise and doubt.

The disciple hadn't walked two miles away when suddenly his back felt cold, and before he could even pull out his sword, he was restrained from the side.Not to mention the disciple's horrified thought that the door to practice Chunyang Kung Fu is hidden in a secret place, how can anyone who is not from the sect find and restrain it with one move.But judging by his attire, he was indeed the man in black who had just grabbed the sword, and he went back and forth for some reason.The man in black probed his big acupoint, snorted, and said in a low voice: "Boy, I accidentally used [-]% more force just now, but you are fine? If you are injured, spread the word and I will bully the younger generation, and I will bully you." I've come back to help you solve the problem. I didn't expect...you are mediocre, and those disciples just now have weak skills. Did Li Wangsheng personally help you? That's right, it's always his style to buy people's hearts with fame... ..."

The disciple didn't even have time to say a word until he heard the man in black criticize his master, regardless of whether his life was in the opponent's hands or whether he would take his anger out on him because of the man's hostility towards the master, he interrupted loudly and solemnly: "I Master is not that kind of person. Yuxuzi governs Chunyang with integrity and uprightness. No matter how extraordinary the senior's background and martial arts are, if he continues to slander the head of Chunyang, then the younger generation will fight to get rid of this insignificant body, and he will get back for the master It's fair."

The man in black froze for a moment, but seemed amused, instead of being angry, he smiled and said, "You little guy is ridiculously overconfident, but your intentions are rare. Hmph, upright? Fair? Li Wangsheng? After so many years, he still You can make people believe that he is that kind of person—boy, it’s because you are too weak, like an ant. Naturally, he doesn’t mind doing these effortless things... But, if, you are stronger than him—"

Blood welled up on the disciple's face, and he roared angrily: "Senior, you think you are better than my master? I don't know what kind of person you are. But you don't know right from wrong, and you are not as good as my master with your narrow mindedness to judge others. one!"

The man in black's eyes turned cold, but he didn't care about him, he just snorted coldly: "You are young and ignorant. Many things are not what you think, the world is dangerous, and people's hearts are confused. Going back more than ten years, I also have your innocence. Yongrui. If one day..."

The words of the man in black were annihilated in the vast wind and snow, and he couldn't hear clearly. A shadow flashed by and disappeared, as if this person had never been here in the world.If it wasn't for the tingling and numb pain at the disciple's life gate, I really doubt it was a dream blinded by the wind and snow.

The man in black could not walk half a mile.The surrounding wind and snow suddenly stopped quietly, leaving a world of glazed white snow.There is a lonely snow shelter in front of it, as if it has been quiet for thousands of years.The man in black took seven steps forward, turned back after listening to the sound of each step, clasped the wooden sword around his waist with one hand, and transmitted the sound with his internal strength and luck, saying: "Li Wangsheng, you hold up this universe and form the formation alone, thinking that you can be trapped Can you hold me?"

Chunyang Yuxuzi's pure and non-aggressive qi spread all over the surroundings, and Qing Beiming's zhenqi was like boundless water, falling quietly in the snow shelter.As long as someone walks a mile nearby, it will be included in the range of the formation.If the array master lets it go, you won't notice it at all, if the array master doesn't let it go, this Qiankun Changhe array is the first of the "Ji" formulas in the Chunyang Qixing gossip, without any attack, confusion, or weakening effect, the only function is :Sleepy.

"Don't dare to stop senior brother. But please take a few steps and listen to me." The sound transmission of the internal force was sent from the snow cottage, clear and peaceful, with a strong inner breath,

The man in black looked around the surroundings of the snow shelter, lifted his hood and mask with one hand, stepped over the fence in two steps, and kicked open the door, at this moment his head was just exposed.Originally, there was no trace of wind and snow in the circle, a gust of wind blew up, flakes of snow were sent to the door, and they rushed straight to Li Wangsheng who was meditating indoors with his eyes closed.The long eyelashes parted, and he raised his head, just facing the other party's newly revealed face.The wind and snow howled, completely unaware.

The life of a cultivator is much longer than that of ordinary people. What Xie Yunliu has changed over the years is more of his temperament.A head of long hair is tied into a ponytail behind his head, the front of his forehead is broken and messy, and two locks of long hair hang down his cheeks. Daozi, a handsome young man who has been wandering for decades, has a deeper and clearer outline, exuding a mature and vicissitudes of life. breath.His whole body is pure black, and his vigorous night clothes outline a vigorous figure, like a silent black rock full of strength, which can explode with earth-shattering noises at any time.He looked at Li Wangsheng coldly and sharply, as if he was looking for something on the other person's face, guilty, guilty, and self-blaming, but all he saw was calm and gentle.

"What do you want to tell me?" Xie Yunliu leaned sideways by the door, put his hand on the hilt of his sword, and glanced coldly.

"Eldest brother, the secret discussion I had with my master back then was to find a way out for you, not to hand you over to the imperial court. You only heard a few words, and it was really a misunderstanding. Over the years, I often Thinking about this matter has made my temples frostbite, I only hope that one day I can make it clear to my senior brother, and the master is also very sad about this matter."※

Li Wangsheng looked sympathetic, and there was no emotion in his eyes.These words have been lingering in my heart for several years, and I can appeal to them anytime, anywhere.The heart-piercing but unrepressible pain is always there, but it is wrapped in a thick cocoon by time.Just leave a kind of gentleness in front of others, and never lose her calm again.No matter what happens, the heart is as silent as the sea, and tolerance is great.

Xie Yunliu frowned, and stared at him with his eyes wide open. Suddenly, he didn't know what to think, and the sword intent in his hand soared, and his stern face added a touch of displeasure: "Don't be so sweet. You are the best at saying these words of condolence I see that you acted this time, you must have expected that I would come back to look for the injured disciple, so you set up this cosmic formation on the road to block my way. How cunning is this kind of thinking. Since you have the heart to distinguish, why did you just do it in front of the innocent disciple? The disciples of Yangzhong didn't say a word. I asked you for the famous sword stick and you gave it. I must have seen me suddenly and felt extremely guilty. It was only later that I came up with these words to deceive."

Xie Yunliu looked more and more angry, raised his eyebrows and pressed his sword, "Li Wangsheng, Li Wangsheng, if you really have a clear conscience and innocence, why are you hesitating with a guilty conscience? What are you afraid of?!" He took three steps forward, standing in the pure Head Yang was more than ten feet in front of him, his heart was burning with flames, and his hand holding the hilt of his sword was covered with blue veins. "You betrayed me first, and then you tried to gain fame and reputation, and now you want me to believe that you didn't harm me in the first place—do you think I dare not kill you!"

Even though Xie Yunliu's killing intent surged all over his body, Li Wangsheng still didn't spread out any body protection skills. He raised his head and looked at Xie Yunliu's angry eyes without any fear, and said solemnly: "It's okay if you don't believe me, big brother. Back then, Master There is no intention of capturing, otherwise, how could it take several years to heal after receiving the master's palm, you should always believe that the master has no intention of harming you."

Li Wangsheng saw that Lu Zu was mentioned, Xie Yunliu's expression softened a little, and there was also a hint of movement in his eyes.Over the years, Li Wangsheng has been in charge of the sect, and his bearing has become better and better. The shadow of the young and loyal youth in the past has almost been replaced by Shen Yuezhi.He only paused for a moment, suppressed the dull pain in his heart, and continued to speak eloquently.

"The white head can learn from my heart. I have never been guilty or afraid. It's just that the blood and tears of the royal secrets are far away many years ago, so why should I let the younger generation know. I sent my disciples to wait for the senior brother alone, just to explain clearly to you and relieve my heart. Forge grudges. Being able to wait for you is also a bet that the elder brother will come back to help the child. Since in your heart, you still have the intention of caring for Chunyang, why should you be suspicious and insist on sending me to that unbearable place? I want to get rid of the disadvantages. If you still have doubts that I am a villain in the dark room, why not go back to Chunyang and see Master and you will know."

Everything is clear and thoughtful.Even Xie Yunliu couldn't find any flaws after hearing this.He had suspected Li Wangsheng in his heart for many years, and all the thoughts he had spent in the teacher's school in the first half of his life were all because he believed that his junior brother was a villain, so he had to let go of it in pain. Every time he thought of Li Wangsheng, he was full of anger and hatred, Destroy the liver and gallbladder.Even seeing Li Wangsheng's sincere expression at this moment, and hearing his orderly and frank judgments, could not completely shake his long-term stubborn obsession.

Because he hurt Lu Zu, he was ashamed and remorseful, and he dared not and did not want to blame Master again.So he paralyzed Lu Zu but he was bewitched by Li Wangsheng, and he didn't really want to hand him over.The grievances and sorrows that have nowhere to vent, the pain of being betrayed and abandoned are all attributed to Li Wangsheng. In this way, in his desolate heart that is suffering and suffering, it seems that he can find a way to vent, so that he can still preserve the pure sunshine. The snow is as white as ever, and Lu Zu's teachings and teachings are as loving as ever.Otherwise, his mind, which has been wandering for more than ten years, really has nowhere to return to, and there is no trace of good memory.

However, Li Wangsheng's words at this moment were like thunder and muffled noises, pointing to a third possibility that he had never thought of: if it was back then, no one would have betrayed him.No one hurt him.He originally had a way to get out of trouble in pure yang.Xie Yunliu's mind was blank, and every drop of blood in his body was boiling and tormenting, reminding him of everything he had suffered in these years.If it was back then... those crimes of being hunted down to death by Jianghu sects, those loneliness in a foreign land in the East, those who bore the notoriety of bullying teachers and ancestors for half their lives, those blood tears that were determined to revenge and swallowed...

Not only is it futile, it is simply... a living joke.

Xie Yunliu's eyes were red, and his hand holding the wooden sword trembled violently. His murderous aura gradually subsided, but another layer of strange aura faintly emerged.The loathing and resentment in Xie Yunliu's eyes flashed away, and he tapped two big acupoints on his heart, and reprimanded himself in a low voice: "At this time..." But this time his mind was shaking, he couldn't completely suppress it, and he burst into a sea of ​​anger Start wreaking havoc.Xie Yunliu was suppressed by his self-motivation skills, and the collision of the two phases made his pulse tremble, and his mouth and nose were so sweet that he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

The glaring blood was particularly obvious on the dark old ground, Li Wangsheng turned pale and stood up, saying: "Eldest brother!"

Xie Yunliu wiped off the blood at the corner of his mouth. Over the years, he failed to completely remove the Yumei Acacia Gu. Instead, as time passed, he became more and more deeply into a poisonous snake that lurked in his body and grew up.Xie Yunliu gradually adjusted his inner breath, and moved the Yuan Qi from the poisoning to his heart. Although he almost went mad several times, at least he would not lose consciousness and harm others, and at most he would suffer.Xie Yunliu felt guilty for hurting Li Chongmao the first time, so he decided to make up for it and protect Li Chongmao comprehensively.The two have supported each other in Dongpu these years, but they have never mentioned this matter, pretending it never happened.Xie Yunliu was naturally ashamed and indignant, he saw that Li Chongmao had a gentle temperament, and he probably cared about friendship.In recent years, Li Chongmao has been under too much pressure and has become a little extreme, which makes Xie Yunliu a little disappointed, but he abides by the decision of the past and treats it as before.

Xie Yunliu vomited blood from the poison, and his heart was burning.Over the years, in order to find a way to eradicate it, he has practiced the Taoist method of dispelling demons by himself. Every point is hidden in the wind and sword intent of the palm, and every sword and palm will bring some points out.The earlier Chunyang disciple was injured by a wisp of magic poison in his palm.That ray of energy was later guided to Li Wangsheng's fingertips to form blue marks. It's not that Li Wangsheng didn't use his inner strength to resolve it, but it was not ordinary energy, but Xie Yunliu's inner demon, pure yang inner strength mental method It cannot be removed.Li Wangsheng has never practiced excessive magic techniques, and this kind of practice path is difficult and dangerous.When he was healing that disciple just now, he realized that Xie Yunliu had practiced this technique in order not to repeat the same mistakes. He really didn't expect that the poison from years ago would still harm the elder brother, so he couldn't help but secretly sighed for him.

When Xie Yunliu poisoned, he needed to dispel his inner demons most. To get rid of the poison, he needed to use martial arts to fight against the enemy.Xie Yunliu held his sword in his hand, and pointed at Li Wangsheng: "I'll talk about it after I see Master. Don't try to stop me today, I'm here to break your world."

Any formation can be broken as long as the formation master is knocked down.Li Wangsheng saw that his senior brother was still vomiting blood one second, and the next second his sword intent was on the rise, and his sword skills didn't feel any suffocation, so he thought of what he discovered when he was healing his disciple's wounds.Secret surprise: Could it be that the senior brother has practiced the art of dividing demons to the point where he can transform them with a sword?Senior brother's sword skills have advanced so much compared to when he left, this time's famous sword competition... I'm afraid there will be big waves in the world.No matter what, I have to slow down my brother again, and try to persuade him to go back and see Lu Dongbin.

Li Wangsheng didn't dare to push him too hard, even though Yuqing Xuanming was not out of the sheath, he held it in his hand.Xie Yunliu swung his sword to break through the formation, but his swordsmanship was not the same as Chunyang's, but was improved on the basis of his own exploration, with the three words of fast, accurate, and reaching as the key, without any fancy tricks.Every style is neat and straightforward with a straight-forward approach.In the past years when he practiced martial arts in Chunyang, Xie Yunliu often showed some chic gestures of swordsmanship when he was flying like a rabbit and flying down.At that time, the two brothers and sisters competed with each other, with graceful figures and white robes fluttering around, how magnificent and dazzling they were. Tai Chi Square, Sanqing Hall, pure white snow, and the carefree youth were all like a string of precarious The dew fell silently.

In front of the snow shelter today, Li Wangsheng guarded the formation with a heart as calm as a mountain, Xie Yunliu stepped on the seven stars to break through the formation, and the two people's kung fu has improved many times compared to then.But there is no more formal one-movement confrontation, but a stalemate with surging inner breath through the wind and snow.All of a sudden, Xie Yunliu let out a "huh", the two of them were fighting with the sword intent, Xie Yunliu used the technique of dividing the demon to get rid of the poison, and the wind and sword in his palms slapped out suffocation, even though Li Wangsheng didn't practice But how to resist, but Taoists understand by analogy and have the same heart, so he naturally has to resist with energy to avoid being affected like that disciple.But when he went to dissolve it, he felt his right hand go numb, and the bruise on his fingertips had spread to his wrist.Xie Yunliu also felt a trace of distracting thoughts mixed with Li Wangsheng's Beiming Zhenqi resisting his real power, and the two strokes stimulated each other, drawing out the Gu Demon that Xie Yunliu had finally suppressed and dispatched, and Xie Yunliu suddenly drank: "Wait! "

Both of them stopped their hands slowly, Xie Yunliu's forehead was beaded with sweat, and his eye sockets had turned scarlet.The Yuan Qi in the heart is hot and hot.The formation of the Qiankun Changhezhenzi Jue does not let anything escape, and the demons that Xie Yunliu struck out through the sword will adhere to the formation, and after a long time, it turns into a mirror image, which was blurry at first, and gradually stretched out. The limbs grow out of the head and stand up from the ground.Between Xie Yunliu and Li Wangsheng.

It was Li Wangsheng in the Taoist uniform of a disciple of Chunyang, with a plain white midranger, a magnificent square scarf, and two snow-white ribbons floating behind his head, the appearance of the year of dancing spoons.Lying flat on the ground, his face was gray and his eyes were empty.

Xie Yunliu was also the first person to see the entity of his inner demon, and he was puzzled for a while after being dazed—why was it, Li Wangsheng?

What's more, that "Li Wangsheng" was crying.

It was a sight that Xie Yunliu had never seen before.

Of course children would cry, even though Li Wangsheng was already nine years old when Lu Zu accepted Li Wangsheng as his second disciple.But there are also occasional times, such as hearing that a relative in the family has passed away, such as not practicing well and being hungry, Xie Yunliu has seen Li Wangsheng's small face like a cat - simply unhappy, wronged, sad, sad.But those were not Xie Yunliu's fault.Impossible to be his demon.

Like this, Xie Yunliu couldn't tell, this Li Wangsheng, who was transformed into a demon, was seventeen or eighteen years old--at that time Li Wangsheng was already quite mature and stable, and he would no longer shed tears at will.Looking closely, it was very strange.There is a trace of despair, a trace of self-abandonment, a trace of weakness, and a trace of... lingering and obscure.He fell in the middle of the snow, tears streaming down his temples silently, there was no faint cry, just silent tears.

Xie Yunliu shivered in shock.The real Li Wangsheng who was looking at him from afar is the master of the formation, so he can naturally see the image of the inner demons reflected by the formation. His expression was surprised at first, but gradually turned cold, his lips turned white, and he backed away involuntarily. Two steps, twisted a Qingxin formula.

The "Li Wangsheng" who was made by the demon was originally motionless and silent, and suddenly whimpered and let out a low gasp, struggling like a pinned fish, struggling left and right on the snow, His brows were twisted into a Sichuan character, as if he was enduring great pain.However, his expression was even weirder, as if he was clearly in extreme pain, but he was looking for something.His lips made a weak sound, Xie Yunliu couldn't hear it clearly, he stepped forward a few steps, suddenly his expression froze, his scalp was numb like a thunderbolt, and his whole body felt like he had fallen into an ice cave.

That Li Wangsheng choked intermittently with pleading gasps: "...Elder brother...don't."