Chapter 597: Before the boxing, it is dangerous

The first time in the first half of the day, he did not quite adapt to the terroir of the Great Wall of the Sword, and he was ill with the disease.
This is why the martial arts under the celestial beings, who are unwilling to come to the Great Wall of the Great Wall for a long time, can’t help but simply return to the Dongfu and suffer from the intrusion of seawater. It’s a good young sword repair. In the long run, after all, it’s a benefit. It can nourish the soul and the flying sword. The three teachers and other martial artists outside the sword repair are just smearing and stripping the swords from the heavens and the earth. It’s a big bitterness. In history, in the gap between the sword and the Great Wall, it’s not a young and hard-working young man who is not knowing how to be tall and thick. He walked upside down from the mountain and forced him to go to the city. The side of the mountains and the waters are squatting, and the realm is not high. As a result, when he goes back to the gate, he has already fallen directly.
Lu Sui tentatively asked: "Since your friend is in the city, it is better to go with me to Taixiang Street Baimai House? The Song Law Sword Fairy, this is quite deep with us in Luzhou."
Lu Sui actually knows her own proposal, some are not close to human feelings, but she is afraid that after today's separation, Liu Jinglong will practice the sword with ease, immerse himself, and forget both things. What will she do when she is? Wan Lie rushed to meet the mountain, only to see Jinglong a few eyes? Is it necessary to take a long walk, maybe the last time I met, is she ready to return to the hanging mountain to say goodbye to him? But if it is staying in the Baiyun House of Song Law Swordsman, even if Liu Jinglong is concentrating on practicing swords and shutting down the guests, Lu Sui will feel that he is under the roof of the house, and the wind and rain are also fine. After all, the scenery seen by the two people. It is the same.
Bai Shouhe said: "It makes sense! Let's not bother the Sovereign practice, and disturb the Song Law Sword."
Bai Shou didn't dare to see the Han Zongzi, the sect of the Taishou Swordsman who had never seen him. He listened to many of his peers chatting in the sacred peaks. It seems that this lord is an extremely strict old guy. Everyone is talking about it, they are all in awe. On the other hand, the white ancestor Huang Tong, who had seen the white leader, had a lot of interesting things. But the problem is that when Bai Shou really saw the Huang Laozu, he was as afraid as a thin ice. Jianxian Huang Tong is still so uncomfortable, seeing the top spot of the Taixuan Jianzong, the White Capital should worry that he will not say a word, it will be expelled from the old master on the spot, when The surname of Liu, who is the most respected teacher, is not to be obeyed. The white head does not feel that he is distressed by the teacher and apprentice, but he is distressed by the scenery and majesty that he has accumulated in the peak.
Lu Sui will smile.
Ren Yi doesn't like this unobstructed teenager.
Qi Jinglong shook his head and said: "I didn't know Song and Jianxian before, and went straight to the door. It was too rash, and I needed to waste the incense of Lu and the teacher. It is not appropriate. Besides, I should go to the meeting first. The lord. Moreover, the ancestors of the ancestors of the ancestral home are not far from the Taizong Jianzong House. After asking the sword, the ancestors took the rush, I need to thank the door."
The swordsman who came out of the sword, between the Great Wall of the Jianqi and the city, there are many idle private houses to live, choose by themselves, and then call the bamboo rafts and the Luoyi swordsmen of the hidden officials. If there is a local swordsman invited to stay in the city, of course. Willing to stay in the city, picking a station, not to block.
The Taishui Jianzong of Luzhou, Luzhou, has been escorted to the Great Wall of Jianqi since Hanzizi and Huangtong, and they have earned a small mansion called the scorpion All the children of the Taizong Jianzong, they have settled down, to the Great Wall of Jianqi, no need to send people under the fence. On the other hand, the duckweed swords and lakes masters are picking up, but they are just the local swordsmen who have never been familiar with each other. Therefore, they directly selected the place where the former Zhou’s war dead swordsman predecessors stayed. Fear of that "helium", on the day of the big party, there will be a lot of local swordsmen, willing to look at it.
Lu Sui smiled and said: "Jing Long, then I have the opportunity to visit Han Zongzhu."
Qi Jinglong nodded: "Of course, the lord is very appreciative of Lu’s avenue, and Lu is willing to go to our side to be a guest. The sovereign will be pleased.

Lu Sui smiled and bent her eyebrows.
Ren Biao took a deep breath and turned around and didn't look at Lu Sui and the geese Liu Jinglong. When she saw more, she couldn't help but swear.
Bai Shou also felt that the surname Liu was too rude. We are so gratified that the emperor of the Taiji Jianzong is gratified, is Lu Yunzi really want to care about it? Lu Xianzi has thrown so much glamour, even if it is a blind man, should you catch it once or twice? Your surname Liu is good, and you have escaped by this time.
After the two sides were separated, Qi Jinglong took care of the disciple's white head. Without the sword, he went to the Jiafu 邸 邸 已经, which was already recorded under the name of the sword of Taihui, but walked as far as possible to let the teenager know as much as possible about this side of the world. The sword is meant to flow, but Qi Jinglong seems to have some hindsight and whispered: "Is it a place that was not close to the words of Lu and the girl?"
White head is not very airy: "What joke?"
Qi Jinglong sighed, no matter.
White added a sentence, "You don't have a good word about human feelings at all."
Qi Jinglong exclaimed: "It turns out."
Bai Shou wondered: "Why are you surnamed Liu, why don't you like Lu sister? There is no such thing as a bad one. We are in the north of Luzhou, and we like Lu’s young Junyan, but the number is not enough. You, don't you like her?"
Qi Jinglong reluctantly said: "Only this matter can be said without reason."
Along the edge of the city, I went south and went out for more than a hundred miles. The mentor and the master found the armor.
The person who cultivated the Tao, even if it is not the sword of the wind, more than a hundred miles of roads, still wear the streets and lanes. Even if Bai Bai is temporarily unable to fully adapt to the suffocating feeling of Jianhe Great Wall, the pace is still as strong as that of the well-being of the city, and it is as fast as a horse.
The sparsely populated houses along the way are mostly in the Shangwu County, or in the foreign land.
Han Huizi, the emperor of the Taizhou Swordsman, stood at the door, and Qi Jinglong made a martyr: "Liu Fengfeng Liu Jinglong, see the sovereign."
White head sneaked a sneak peek, learning the surname of Liu, as a squat, tremble: "Tai Hui Jianzong Zu Shitang 16th generation rumored disciple, 翩然峰白首, see the lord!"
Han Xiezi is the fourth-generation patriarch of Taizong Jianzong, but the inheritance of the ancestral hall is far more than that.
Although the Taixuan Jianzong is not a long history in the northern part of Luzhou, but in the victory of each of the lords of the swords, and the lords, almost all of them will be like the assistant swordsmen like Huang Tong, standing in the foothills of Luzhou. On the side. And the number of branches and leaves in each of the masters is also divided. Like Liu Jinglong, who is not a congenital sword embryo, he is not a high-ranking teacher. Because his preaching teacher who took him up the mountain is only a son of the 14th generation of the ancestral hall, so the white head can only be regarded as the 16th generation. . However, the ancestral inheritance of the world of Haoran, once someone has opened the peak, or succeeded in succession, the generations of the ancestors will be replaced by different sizes. For example, once Liu Jinglong took over as the lord, then Liu Jinglong’s ancestor’s ancestors recorded that there would be a
lifting up
ceremony, and Bai Shou, as a disciple of the 翩然峰, would naturally be promoted to the sixth of the Taizong’s ancestral temple. Generation "grandfather".
Only in the case of seniority, in addition to the promotion of the new lord and the mountain lord, the rumored disciple of this person, the outsiders follow the old calendar of the ancestral hall, and there is nothing wrong with it.
Han Xiaozi smiled and raised his hand. "No need for more gifts. In the future years of practice, no matter how long or short, we all go to the country to follow the customs. Otherwise, the three people in the house will be the ones who look like this? Right? White head?"
White head is crying and sorrowful, right? Certainly not right.
wrong? That's even worse.
Therefore, the white head looked pitiful to Liu.
Qi Jinglong smiled and said: "How big is the courage, to the size of the grain on the side of the sovereign?"
On the side of the surname Liu, the white head is still daring, and blurted out and debuted: "Quiet that dumb lake small monster, took a name called rice."
Suddenly I realized that there was a swordsman who was high in the sky. The white sweat swollen and sighed. It was a direct statement. "Sovereign, I know that I said the wrong thing. Please don’t drive me out of the emperor. Jianzong!"
Han Yuzi was crying and laughing. Fortunately, in the previous letter, Jinglong had already stated clearly what kind of apprentice he had received, otherwise his master was really caught off guard.
Han Zizi smiled and comforted: "In the Great Wall of Jianqi, there are quite a lot of taboos. You must not rely on yourself to be a sword of Jiantai, and a tribute to Liu Jinglong. You will be self-respecting, but you will not be too cautious in your own house. I am practicing here, I want to ask more. I am a disciple of the sword and the sword of the emperor. On the road of practice, the heart of the sword is pure and bright, that is, the most respected teacher, dare to go to the injustice to go to the sword, it is the most important."
White Shou is on the spot.
Han Yizi, who is inconsistent with the imaginary one who wants to put a sword on the shelf and the sovereign power, is really a hundred thousand miles away.
Qi Jinglong smiled and said: "This time you should say aloud, "Remember."
White head quickly said: "Remember!"
Qi Jinglong has no choice but to see such a white head.
Han Zizi held back his smile and joked with the boy: "Remember what you remember, don't forget, young sword repair, where you need to remember these big words."
The White Capital is ignoring the lord.
Then Han Zizi led the two men and walked into the door of the armored library and said the history of the house.
There were once swordsmen who lived here, and when they died and how to die.
Bai Shou was awe-inspiring and could not help but slow down his breathing and footsteps.
Because the teenager only feels that every breath of his own, every step, as if to disturb the rest of the swordsman.
Han Zizi quietly looked at the boy's face and eyes, turned his head and aligned with Jinglong and nodded gently.

A young woman who deliberately used her own fist to lead Jianqi as an enemy, she wore hemp shoes, dressed in red, full of green silk, and tied a crisp and crisp hair.
I only carried a package with dry food, did not enter the city, went straight to the Great Wall of Jianqi, and there was still a road away from the root of the wall, and then began to rush forward, leaping high, stepping on the wall of a dozen feet high. Then bend over and climb up.
When he was a few feet away from the city, he stepped on the wall and leaped up, eventually falling on the top of the city.
Then slowly walk to the left hand. According to Cao Ci, the small thatched cottage that I do not know is uninhabited should be less than 30 miles apart.
All the way to go, there is no encounter with the Jianxian, because there are no need to be guarded by the big demon in the vicinity of the two huts. No one will board the city, and they will be able to return to the south.
Because there is the boss sword fairy.
She suddenly frowned, because she first noticed that there was a sword on the opposite side of the city.
It should be the big swordsman in the rumor. Before a visit to the sea, the geeks who broke the hearts of countless congenital swords.
Only when she was getting closer to the huts, I found that on the way forward, there was a sword fairy with a young look, and she turned her head to look at her.
She continued to move forward, squinting at the small hut not far away, taking back the line of sight and asking for a fist: "Predecessors are temporarily living in the hut?"
Wei Jin nodded with a smile and said: "If you don't mind, I will move out of the hut."
She nodded: "Mind. So the seniors just continue to borrow."
She stopped and sat cross-legged, took off the parcel, took out a pancake, and chewed it.
Wei Jin smiled and did not care, and continued to close his eyes.
The woman had eaten the brand, took out the kettle and drank her mouth, and asked: "Predecessors can know the bitter summer swordsman from the Shaoyuan dynasty, now where is the city head?"
The Wei and Jin Dynasties blinked. "About seven hundred miles away, it is the place where the Jian Xiu Xian Xiu Xiu and the garrison. If there is no accident, at this moment, Xia Jian Xian is teaching swordsmanship."
The woman nodded: "Thank you."
She backed up the parcel, got up, began to walk, and slowly punched out. She often crossed a few feet in one step, but the punch was very slow, going to seven hundred miles away.
During the encounter, a huge golden bird broke through the sea of ​​clouds, and the shadow shrouded the city. If it fell into the night, it fell on the side of a white sword fairy. When it landed, it turned into a sparrow size and leaped to the shoulder of the sword fairy master.
There is a sword fairy lazy, lying on a couch, facing south, drinking on his head.
The woman just looked at it and stopped looking at it.
Jian Xian Ku Xia is sitting on the futon, Lin Junyi and many other seniors in the sword repair, is closing his eyes and meditation, breathing and breathing, trying to capture the essence of the sword between the heavens and the earth, the sword is not the aura, Otherwise, it is the sesame that throws the watermelon, and the white walks the sword wall. Only in addition to Lin Junyi's remarkable harvest, in addition to strict laws, there is still no clue for the time being, but only to take chances. During this time, some people are lucky enough to gather a sword, and a little bit of a look of joy, it is a feeling of instability, then Sui Jianyi began to turn over the river, Jianxian bitter summer to sacrifice the flying sword, the extremely fine ancient swordsmanship, from the sword repaired in the small world, expelled from the country.
It’s almost going to hurt the young swordsmanship of the avenue.
Jianxian bitter summer with the voice of the heart and the words, the voice is calm, helping the young people to stabilize the sword, as for the aura of the gas, it is a small matter. There is no need for this sword fairy to appease.
Can stand out from the young Shunyen of many Shaoyuan dynasties and rush to the Great Wall of Jianqi. If even this matter is not even, then you can leave Sun House tomorrow, return to the hanging mountain, and be honestly waiting for everyone in the same place. Anyway, Mei Garden has always been hospitality.
Jianxian Ku Xia suddenly stood up, turned his head and looked at it. After recognizing the other party, the sword of the natural bitterness, a smile, turned directly to meet the woman.
Regardless of the younger generation who likes to travel around the rivers and lakes, how many pseudonyms have been used externally, or whether they are habitually referred to as why, in her family's ancestral hall, it is a name that does not touch the fat.
Surnamed Yu, the name of the coward.
Zhongtu Yujia is a top-notch valve with a long history.
Once upon a time, the Dacheng Dynasty, which was more powerful than the current Shaoyuan dynasty, was raised. After the Dacheng Dynasty was destroyed, it took another hundred years to raise a larger and more mysterious dynasty.
Yu Yufu and the fiancé are both young and talented. They are the youngest people in the Middle Kingdom. They are both interesting. In order to escape marriage, Yu Yufu ran to Jinjiazhou in an ancient ruins and practiced boxing for many years. Huai Qiang is no better than where to go, and ran to Beiju Luzhou. It is said to be a special hunting and collecting the sword of the Xianjian repair. It’s just that I heard that the ancestors of the Huai family made their debut in the past year and went out in person. One of the ten friends of Tu Shenzhou, as for the reason, no one knows.
The swordsman of Jianxian Kuxia, Zhou Shenzhi, like the ancestors of Huai’s family, are among the ten, and the rankings are even higher. They have been said by people’s comments.
Even the eyes are higher than the top, anyway The kendo is higher." Zhou Shenzhi is notoriously difficult to deal with on the vast territory of the Middle-earth Shenzhou. Even if it is for the summer of the teacher, the world-famous sword-sword is still not a good face.
Their veins are handed over to the Yu family.
Yu Yufu is the favorite younger generation of the swordsman, but not even one of them.
Zhou Shenzhi and people admit that my family and grandchildren are wasteful, and they are not worthy of Yu Yufu.
It is necessary to know that Zhou Zhizhi’s son-in-law has been known for his talents and his natural gods.
What is the point of Zhou Shenzhi’s pet Yu Yufu? It was Yu Yufu’s first three-year tour in the Middle-earth Shenzhou. Zhou Shenzhi had been secretly guarding the road. As a result, Yufu, who was temperamental, accidentally took the big disaster and brought in a plot of a monk’s monk, and then he was Zhou Shenzhi directly cut off a hand and fled back to the Zu Shi Tang. With a small hole, he chose not to close. Zhou Shenzhi followed slowly, and finally the entire sect was smashed. Zhou Shenzhi walked from the mountain gate to the foothills. On the way, dare to speak, die, dare to rise, die, dare to show the slightest resentment, die.
And what is the realm of Yu Yufu’s heart? Instead, blame Zhou Shenzhi for retreating the enemy, and should hand over the enemy to her to deal with it. I didn’t think that Zhou Shenzhi was not annoyed. Instead, she continued to Yu Xiaofu’s little girl and left Zhongtu Shenzhou to return to Jinjiazhou.
Seeing the sword-stricken summer in the face, Yu Yufu stopped to hold the fist: "I have seen the bitter summer predecessors."
Jian Xian bitterly smiled and nodded. "How come here?"
Yu Yufu said: "Practicing boxing."
In fact, it is said that it is not said.
Jian Xian Ku Xia laughed and said a dry words, "It is already a golden body, and keep up the good work."
Then both conveniences were silent, but neither side felt that anything was wrong.
Jianxian Kuxia is not the kind of person who is good at drilling camps, and will not hope that he will win the good feelings of his own teacher, but he will be optimistic about Yu Yufu.
As for Yu Yufu, he was laughed at as the "Yu family who were eaten by Zhou Shenzhi".
Huaijia and Yujia’s dolls, as time goes by, in fact, the ancestors of the family have not liked this temper and hard gimmick, so Yu Yufu went to the rivers and lakes in order to escape the marriage. Any complaints, many elders in the family, in turn, comforted many friends of the Yu family. It is a good thing for the young people to walk more. The marriage is not anxious. The snorkeling is the person who cultivated the Tao. Although Yu Yufu is a pure Wufu, with her martial arts qualifications, Life is also destined to be long, so that the two children can get along with each other slowly.
The two walked back together to the sword and the summer swords of Jianxian. In the summer, they told Yu Yufu to sit on the futon. She was also polite. She took the parcel and started to eat the cake.
Lin Jun opened his eyes and smiled.
Yu Yufu saw it clearly, but she did not see it.

On the street outside the gate of Ningfu, the young swordsman of the green shirt, slowly with his disciples.
The boy pressed down the voice: "The surname of Liu, I heard that Chen Pingan can now be bullish, and there is a nickname of the two treasurers, especially his wife, who is very powerful in the Jianqi Great Wall. I said, she can't see that Ning Yao, or she will be in her heart."
Qi Jinglong did not say anything.
Knocked at the door, the person who opened the door was Nalan’s night.
Qi Jinglong self-reported.
Nalan’s night line was eccentric, and then immediately smiled and led the mentor and the disciples to go to the Dragon Cliff.
Chen Ping, who was already diligent in refining, has left the pavilion and walked down the dragon platform, laughing and screaming.
Bai Shou originally saw his brother Chen Ping, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief. Otherwise, he was too uncomfortable in this sword-stricken Great Wall. It was just a moment when Bai Shou was just happy. He suddenly remembered that the guy was the master of someone and immediately pulled it. Head, I feel that life is not interesting.
Nalan’s night has already left.
Chen Pingan walked into the gazebo with two people and smiled and asked: "After three questions about the sword, I felt that a Beijia Luzhou was not enough. Why did the swords come to the Great Wall?"
Qi Jinglong said: "If you have nothing to do, come to see the Sovereign and the Sword Sword, and take a look at you by the way."
Chen Pingan hands clasped his sleeves, leaning against the railings, and squinting at the white head, rare, sullen and unhappy?
When I arrived at the pavilion, the young man sat next to Chen Pingan.
Qi Jinglong does not care about this. His own disciple is indeed closer to Chen Pingan.
Qi Jinglong smiled and broke the secret: "Before coming here, we went to the downhill mountain. Someone heard that your Kaishan disciple only learned to punch for a year or two. He said that he was in the lower five worlds, plus one hand.

Chen Pingan already knows about the end of the game.
Qi Jinglong said: "Your disciple is too courageous to ask if he can make another leg."
Chen Pingan glanced at the white head and smiled. "Is this all agreed?"
Qi Jinglong nodded: "I promised that someone is still happy to die, so he said that he stood still and let the money go out."
Chen Pingan shook his head. "You don't have to tell me the result."
Chen Ping shook his sleeves and took out the bamboo sea cave wine that came from the shop shortly before the pot. "Come, celebrate the opening of our white swordsman."
Qi Jinglong swings his hand.
White head raised his head and gnashed his teeth. "I can guarantee that she must be sure that she must be 10 to 10, and not only learn to punch for a year or two! Chen Ping, you tell me the truth, how many years have you been studying for a fist, ten years? !"
Chen Pingan directly threw the jug to Qi Jinglong, and then he took out another pot. Anyway, he still came, uncovering the mud seal and taking a sip of wine. This pot of wine seems to have a good taste. Chen Ping sits cross-legged there. Holding one hand on the railing, holding the jug on the bench with one hand, "I am a big disciple from the mountain, is it a punch, or is it a leg sweep? Is she hurt by the sword of the white sword?" It’s okay, it’s okay, it’s okay, it’s a good idea, it’s better to take a piece of tofu and kill it.

The white head was so annoyed that he almost pulled out his eyes, clenched his fists with both hands, and sighed heavily, slamming on the bench.
Qi Jinglong put the jug of wine on his side and smiled and said: "Your disciple seems to be more embarrassed than someone who is flying out. I don't know why. I am especially guilty. I am beside someone, and I am lying on the ground. Guy, both sides have big eyes and small eyes. Then I ran to go with her two friends and began to discuss how to round up. I didn’t listen too much, I only heard that I couldn’t use wrestling again. Last time, Master didn't really believe it. It must be replaced with a more reliable statement."
White first black face.
Back against the railing, rub your face with your hands.
Qi Jinglong reminded: "I have promised to save money, and I will not disclose this matter. So if you have heard it, you will not be punished for this matter. Otherwise, I will not want to go to the mountain again."
Chen Pingan nodded with a smile.
I didn't think about what she was.
Bai Shou said: "I will not go to Lushan again anyway. I have the ability to go to my Taihui Jianzong next time to try it out? I will not take it lightly, even if I only take half of it..."
Chen Pingan waited for the boy to finish, and nodded and smiled: "Okay, I said with the money, I said the next fight, put it on the peak."
When Bai was first succumbed, he thought of the evaluation of the surnamed Liu about the lost goods. He said: "The money is not there anyway, you let me say a few hard words, hey!"
It was heartbreaking when I first saved the money.
The white head is not only the blood of the seven sorrows, but in fact, after trying to open his eyes, it is like a drunken person, and several money are swaying in front of his eyes.
The key is the words of the money-losing goods, even more disgusting. At that time, the white face was blue, the lips were shaking, and the hands and feet were twitching. She squatted, seeing his eyes drifting, didn't find her, and whispered to him with "good intentions". "Here, here I am here. You must have something, I really didn't mean it, you used to talk so much." I know that you really just have a big breath. I also worry that my strength is too great, but I will be hurt by the legendary immortal sword, so I only have seven or eight points of force, or else I will Master explained? Don't pretend, wake up! I can't stand, let you punch a punch..."
Later, Bai Shou fainted.
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "It’s a coincidence. Before you came, I just sent a letter back to Luoshan. As long as I was willing to pay for it, I could immediately come to the Great Wall."
Bai head turned and asked: "Master, when are we going back to the Zongmen? You have no personal care for the hut now, it is windy and rainy, and the disciples are not in the heart."
This should be Baishou’s first call to Qi Jinglong as a master outside the Taizong Jianzong Zu Shi Tang, and he is so sincere.
Qi Jinglong thought for a moment, "Well, wait until the money comes."
White eyes are sluggish.
Qi Jinglong said: "Yes, I heard that there is a very great martial arts genius, from the Middle-earth Shenzhou, named Yu Yufu, who wants to find you to practice boxing."
Chen Pingan laughed: "No interest."
White head is weak and powerless: "Don't lie to someone's name, it's a girl."
Chen Ping stunned.
It can't be so smart.
Qi Jinglong nodded: "It is indeed a woman who is about the same age as you. It is also a very good golden body."
Seeing Chen Ping’s face is somewhat inexplicable.
The white eyes are bright. "As for whether it’s good or not, I don’t know. When you get to call her, I will see a few more eyes, not to mention the eyes and eyes, oh..."
Then the white head was like a frying hair, with creepy bones and cold hands and feet, then turned stiff and saw a woman who slowly walked into the gazebo.
She clearly did not say anything, even did not have any disappointment, but did not deliberately target his white head, the young man was still keenly aware of a road that seemed to fit the world of swordsmanship.
She may only be a little bit fluent, she is not very happy, then this side of the world is naturally not happy with his white head.
White head once again turned stiff and turned to Chen Pingan: "Don't be a slap in the face, Wufu learns, you must abide by the rules, of course, it is best not to promise who and who the boxing, no need."
Chen Pingan reached down and held the boy's head and smiled. "Be careful, I unscrew your dog's head."