Vol 7 Chapter 117: Joy is poisonous

When Zong Xuan saw Ye Qingxuan, in this originally quiet single building, there were many river and lake hawkers who visited Ye Qingxuan. Among them, there were masters who came from Shuzhou, Liangzhou and Jizhou.
Master Long Yun of Huanglong Temple is talking with Ren Shukang of Tianyumen and Wei Yuezheng of Xiliang, and two centuries of grievances about Zen Buddhism are rising. Next to the exhibition, Yu Yu inserts two sentences from time to time, such as the flower monk widening his eyes and listening to Master Wu Lin. Secret information, Peng Leizu, the leader of the Shaanxi-Perak Church
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who visited for the first time, also joined the conversation and published secret opinions from his parents.
The crowd chatted, but Ye Qingxuan, who was the host, was lying alone on the side, next to the window, looking at the flowers and birds from the outside, and frowning at the Lingjian sword from time to time.
Under the sun, the originally colorful lingering sword became dim, and the sharp blade also appeared a lot of rice-grain-sized gaps. A sword that had just entered the level of the magic soldier turned into this pair. The appearance surprised Zong Xuan.
"Your spirit sword ... how did it become so?"
Zong Xuan asked curiously, but did not notice that Zhan Yu was always winking at him.
"My sword ... is ruined!" Ye Qingxuan replied directly, his face was weeping without tears, then his expression was dim, and he instantly became a ridiculous look.
scare?
Unexpectedly, Ye Qingxuan was so stimulated, Zong Xuan stayed on the spot.
"Well, your kid ..." Zhan Yu was so annoyed that he stepped forward and patted Zong Xuan's shoulder, complaining: "We were just afraid of stimulating the leaves, so we didn't mention it. Why are you so discouraged, just enter the door? It was broken. "
what?
Zong Xuan's mind was a bit overwhelmed, and he asked, "Is Master Lung Yun, Ren Men, and Peng Tang also playing this mystery?"
The three of them might be monks. Either an arrogant arrogant or a hot-tempered hawker, it's unbelievable to accompany Zhan Yu to sing this play for this reason.
Is Ye Qingxuan so attractive?
Everyone smiled helplessly.
"Amitabha Buddha!" ​​Master Long Yun said: "The donor Ye has already become obsessed. The poor monk has no way to persuade him. He can only try to divert Ye donor's attention first. Then he will explain the solution ..."
Ruhua said with a loud voice, "Well," and startled everyone, exclaiming: "The old monk was just talking nonsense!"
Master Long Yun smiled and said, "The monks do not slang, even if it is to draw the attention of Ye donors, the poor monks are telling the truth."
Ren Shukang and Peng Leizu both nodded.
Zong Xuan curiously said, "Since it is to unravel Ye's mind, why not directly propose a solution? This sword is broken, so repair it ..."
"How to repair it?" Wei Wei Yue, who was also very tempered, said, "When the five master sword-setters are playing today, Yelu Yahai is a friend or foe. Murong Zhuhai, we also just met, Ouyang Shuo, a sword-maker in Dain, is in Luodu. Yan Jia took care of him. Zhang Qiu Taiyan's old goods were severely wounded by Ye Xiong. It would be good if he didn't kill him. Can he cast a sword for him? "
Zong Xuan laughed: "Five swordsmiths in the world, aren't these four?"
Ren Shukang wondered: "The last one is the Tibetan sword old man in the Tibetan front valley, but this character only exists in the legend, and no one in the world has ever seen it. I am afraid that the legend is wrong?"
Peng Leizu nodded in agreement: "The old man with a Tibetan sword is real. The teacher once mentioned that this man loves swords and becomes crazy. He is lonely and is said to be a descendant of Bingjiamen. He is also the same as Zhang Qiu Taiyan. For at least a century, he has not appeared in the rivers and lakes, let alone him, where is the Tibetan Fenggu. No one in the rivers and lakes can tell clearly. "
Zong Xuan nodded: "It's true. The news I learned below said that the Tibetan sword old man was Zhang Qiu Tai Yan's younger brother. Later, he did not know why he fell into conflict with Zhang Qiu Tai Yan. Since then, he has not reappeared, but he can Sure, the old Tibetan sword is not dead, and it is likely that it is in Zhongnan Mountain east of Jingzhao House ... "
"Is your news accurate?" Everyone was curious.
Zong Xuan laughed without answering. Instead, Zhan Yu and others kept silent. Knowing the source of Zong Xuan, it is likely to be the information he had obtained in the Tianji Pavilion, and it is most likely to involve Zhang Qiu Taiyan's unseen rumors. Tianjige started as a conspiracy, and its core foundation is to master precise and obscure secret information. Even if Zhang Qiu Taiyan and Tianjige are comrades in the same faction, it will not prevent Tianjige from mastering the dark information of the other party to prevent the other party from doing things that are not beneficial to them in the future.
Zhan Yu didn't want to open Zong Xuan's old man in front of other people. After all, it was still a friend to avoid embarrassment, so he said: "What if you know the other party in Zhong Nanshan? This Zhong Nanshan is tens of thousands of miles long and has a large area I am afraid that there are a third of Liangzhou, with mountains and mountains inside, how can we find them? "
"This ..." Zong Xuan had not yet answered, and suddenly a faint word came from outside
"To find the Tibetan front valley, first to Jinxianguan ... Hehe, everyone, please forgive me for disturbing me!"
Zong Xuan was shocked. I never imagined that there are still people in the world who know more about the Tibetan Fenggu than themselves, and who they are?
With a squeak, the door opened again, and Qi Qilin walked in with a smile, his face was vague and ruddy before.
Zhan Yu looked up and down Qi Qilin, and laughed: "Brother Qi really looks better!"
"Thanks to the help of Brother Ye's divine power, he temporarily relieved the suffering and prolonged Shouyuan ..."
Zhan Yu smiled and pulled Qi Qilin to introduce it to all martial arts heroes.
After meeting Qi Qilin and everyone one by one, Zong Xuan asked curiously: "Brother Qi just said," I want to find the Tibetan front valley, let's start with Jinxian Temple. "I don't know where to get it?"
I don't know why, due to the skeptical nature for many years, Zong Xuan felt a threat to Qi Qilin's instinct. It was like Jiang Shuihan, but it was not the kind of red fruit feeling that people were aware of. Encounter the same kind of rejection.
This Qi Qiulin is close to Ye Qingxuan, there must be something unspeakable ...
Well, almost like myself.
Qi Zhelin looked at Zong Xuan with a smile and said, "I like to read some leisure books. Among them, I remember a travel book written by the predecessor of Wulin a hundred years ago. There are such descriptions. It is said that Tibetan Fenggu was extremely difficult to find, but came to the door. There are still countless river and lake hawkers seeking swords. Among them, those who have the chance to see the old people of Tibetan sword basically go to the Golden Immortal Temple before they reach the Tibetan front valley. "
Zhan Yu's confidence suddenly increased, and he laughed: "Brother Qi really learned about heaven and earth, and even read such ancient books. I don't know if there is another sentence in this poem?"
"Yes, but Qi can't guess the truth ..."
"What's the next sentence?"
"Under Rizhao Twin Peaks, like a chessboard ..."
Ruhua patted his thigh and drank, "How well understand this sentence, it must be in the evening, the sun is exactly in the middle of the two mountains, the ground is like a chessboard, there is the Tibetan front valley."
The crowd nodded and shook their heads.
Literally, that's right, but since even a clever person like Qi Qilin says there is a problem here, it is by no means as simple as it seems.
Sure enough, Qi Qilin said: "I thought the same from the beginning, so after Jinxianguan, I searched around, but unfortunately there is no double-peaked landscape at all within a hundred miles, and there is no flat land with the size of a chessboard ..."
Everyone was silent, all silent.
At this time, Ye Qingxuan's voice sounded: "Since there is this hope, we are idle anyway, it is better to go to Jinxianguan to look for it? Even if you can't find the Tibetan Fenggu, just take a break and relax. it is good."
Ye Qingxuan swept away the obscurity before her face and became energetic.
Zong Xuan smiled and said, "It's so good, I'll go and see, the legendary Tibetan Fenggu, and see if the legendary Tibetan sword old man is still alive."
Qi Qinlin said: "It has always been my pleasure to travel in the mountains and rivers. How can this be less important to me?"
Ren Shukang laughed and said, "Since it is your young people who are playing in the mountains and mountains, we old guys will not go for fun. Beijing Zhaozhao Mansion is awaiting prosperity, and we must guard against Pedi's alien invasion, and the old man will not go. "
The same goes for Master Long Yun and Wei Yue.
Zhan Yu stood up and stretched her back, "Since this is the case, I'll accompany you with Ruhua."
Ye Qingxuan curiously asked, "Why is Brother Er okay?"
"Nothing matters to you!" Zhan Yu rolled her eyes and pointed to the three of Ye Qingxuan. "Look at the three of you, one was injured, one was poisoned, and one was sick ... Will you three be assured? "
At this time, the direction of the window sill made a sudden noise, Gui Yansheng looked at the dirt, climbed up to the window sill, and waved with laughter: "Second uncle, don't forget the big nephew me ..."
"You see ..." Zhan Yu pointed, "I also brought a guy with a mental disorder, do you think I can rest assured?"
After speaking, Zhan Yu scolded Gui Zhisheng and said, "Your turtle son, I'll let you clean the weeds in the peony flower bed. Are you done?"
"It's done, it's done!" Gui Yansheng reached out and shook a large handful of rhizomes. "Second Master ~ EbookFREE.me ~ I made the flowerbeds clean!"
Zhan Yu widened her eyes and pointed at the roots in Gui Zheng's hands, anxiously, "You, you, you ... you, I let you weed out, how did you extract all the peony? I "Purple Robe Gold Belt" ... I killed you! "
Zhan Yu roared, and flew forward.
"Second Uncle, I'm wrong!"
Gui Yansheng screamed again and again, and there was a thumping sound outside the window.
Hahaha ...
In the small building, the laughter soared into the sky, diluting a cloud of the sky.
No matter Zong Xuan or Qi Yilin, their hearts are all at the same time, no matter what their minds have in mind, the feeling at this moment is sincere and even enjoyable.
For young people like them who have lived in crisis and haze since childhood, joy is like a poison, addictive, but it makes them afraid ... (To be continued.) Mobile users please visit Mobile URL