Pei Li Yuanyuan (II)

Ning Zhiyuan looked at his uncle, full of doubts.

The Qinglian Sword Sect has always been a peculiar existence, and the rest of the sects, as long as they are qualified and want to practice, can enter the sect as long as they pass the assessment, and this Qinglian Sword Sect is also similar to the other five major sects and the Demon Dao.

But the difference is that these disciples of the core inheritance of the Qinglian Sword Sect will never be able to come into contact with them, and only those surnamed Li or Pei who they approve can accept it.

Even so, if the most core part of the inheritance is missing, it can still make people cultivate to the grandmaster or even the great grandmaster, so there are many disciples with foreign surnames in the Qinglian Sword Sect.

Life is short for decades, and there are very few people who can cultivate to the realm of grandmasters to extend their longevity a hundred years ago, and the Qinglian Sword Sect and Shushan are famous for their few rules and precepts. If you worship in the Reclining Buddha Temple and the Lingyin Temple, you are afraid that you will have to eat fasting and chant sutras every day, if you worship in the Iron Sword Mountain, and you do not create a few famous swords, you don't want to go down the mountain......;

Needless to say, there are not many disciples, and there are not many who can enter the eyes of those old men.

Looking at it, only Shushan and Qinglian Sword Sect are the most chic and free.

I don't know when it started, the sect master of the Qinglian Sword Sect must be a person surnamed Li or Pei, a disciple with a foreign surname, even if your merits are greater than heaven, you can only become an elder of the Punishment Hall.

The identity is as high as Ning Zhiyuan's father, and when he died, he was just an ordinary elder of the Qinglian Sword Sect.

Ning Zhiyuan knew that because he had the bloodline of the Pei family, he was able to accept the core inheritance, so he was able to surpass Dong Pan in one fell swoop in the realm of the little grandmaster, he knew that it was unfair, but he had no strength to resist, so he could only accept it.

Now that he heard his uncle talk about it, he took out two small cups from his sleeve. Watching his uncle sit down, he poured himself and his uncle a glass of wine.

Pei Changkong glanced at Xu Changan, who was meditating in the courtyard with his eyes closed and shrouded in red light, smiled slightly, played with the cup with one hand, a helpless smile pulled out from the corner of his mouth, and drank all the small cups, and then said slowly: "This Qinglian Sword Sect, originally surnamed Li, not Pei." ”

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Thousands of years ago, there was a sword master recognized by the whole world.

Whether it is the Central Plains or the Northern Barbarians, whether it is land or sea, or the Great Snow Mountain in the extreme west, no one does not recognize this sword master.

Even the Dragon Emperor of the Demon Clan has to give three points to this Sword Saint.

This sword master is holding an ancient sword, this sword is difficult to find if it is in the dark, but if it is in the light, it is as bright as the sun and shines in the world.

This sword has accompanied this sword master in the Great War station hundreds of times, and none of them have been defeated.

This sword saint is not a woman, he doesn't like money, he values affection, and there seems to be nothing in the world that can defeat him.

When Ning Zhiyuan heard this, he couldn't help but say, "Is there such a person?"

Pei Changkong poured himself a glass of wine again, took a sip lightly, and replied affirmatively: "Yes." ”

That sword master named Pei F was such a person.

Affection is both an advantage and a disadvantage.

From an unknown place in the south, a rich man came, Fang and the weak crown, and scattered all his gold.

This man is a lifelong drinker, never sparing money, and sleeps drunk every day, and wakes up and drinks.

But he is not an ordinary gentleman, at that time, poetry and literature were the best in the world, and Pei Fu was the best in the world in swordsmanship, and the two of the eight in the world were the second.

The two of them couldn't fight together, but they met because of wine.

The weak-crowned boy and the sword saint who knew the destiny of heaven became attached because of a pot of good "autumn lotus".

It is not known how they got acquainted, but in the end, the Sword Saint accepted the only disciple in his life.

This disciple eventually became famous and was known as the Qinglian Sword Immortal.

Ning Zhiyuan looked at his uncle with doubts and hope in his eyes.

Pei Changkong nodded, sighed and said lightly: "Yes, the ancestor of our Pei family is the Pei Sword Saint." ”

"Does that disciple have a surname?" Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Ning Zhiyuan.

"Listen on!"

When the apprentice's fame moved the world, the master was already in his old age.

Originally, the master and apprentice were highly cultivated and had good character, and they were the objects of admiration in the world.

But an accident happened.

The town of Donghai was plagued by sea disasters, and the people were struggling to make a living, but the temples at that time did not dare to send people.

One is that he was born on the edge of the East China Sea, and the other is that this apprentice was hot and cold in his heart at that time, so he took advantage of the wind to break through the cold, went straight to the top of the sea, and killed a small dragon in front of the old dragon emperor at that time. And that dragon is the youngest son of the Dragon Emperor.

This little dragon was restless, making waves, specializing in bullying the people, relying on his father behind him, even the Shushan and the concept of immortality that existed at that time did not dare to trouble him.

But on the contrary, after drinking the wine, the apprentice of this sword saint was full of pride, and chased after him directly with a long sword, and slaughtered the dragon cub in front of the old dragon emperor.

"Well killed!"

Ning Zhiyuan couldn't help but cheer.

Pei Changkong smiled and looked at Xu Changan again, and the red light shrouded him gradually faded.

How can it be so easy to judge the merits, according to the later situation, he would rather that the apprentice at that time endure a moment of calm.

The little dragon was killed, and the Dragon Emperor rarely did not react.

A few months later, the imperial court held a ceremony to worship the heavens, and the Holy Emperor at that time invited the sword saint Pei and his old man to go.

Such a big thing, the old sword saint naturally did not shirk it.

The Holy Emperor accompanied him, drinking and having fun, naturally he couldn't shirk it, and the old sword saint didn't think much about it, so he drank a few more glasses.

Unexpectedly, when the wine was half-drunk, the Dragon Emperor actually took dozens of people to create the palace directly, and the old sword saint worked hard, only then did he realize that his whole body was sealed, and even the long sword hidden in his body was difficult to summon.

The Dragon Emperor paid the price of the lives of millions of people on the shores of the East China Sea and the eternal harmony between the East China Sea and the land, just to exchange for the Sword Saint Master and apprentice!

In the face of huge interests, the Holy Emperor, who was weak and incompetent at that time, bowed his head!

Pei Lao Sword Saint was captured in the East China Sea, sealed Xiuwei, and was also pierced with a pipa bone, and was tortured all day long to the point that he was not human.

They only had one request, as long as the apprentice came to the Little Dragon Dragon Tomb to swing his sword and kill himself, he would return to the old Sword Saint.

This apprentice didn't agree, he wasn't afraid, but he was disappointed!

Disappointment with the imperial court at that time and the world!

He is an extremely proud man, he misses his master, but he does not want to break the backbone of the human race.

As soon as this incident came out, the stability that the court thought did not come, but the whole land was full of wolf smoke, and the mundane rose up, and the immortals (cultivators) walked with swords. This apprentice went to be the most famous swordsmith, made a sword, and then watched the lotus in front of the courtyard.

Pei Jiansheng's swordsmanship was also born from the lotus, so he was innocent and straight.

The apprentice watched the lotus in the pool, and did not sleep for three months, and after three months, the day of the sword-casting master's sword, the apprentice had an epiphany.

At that time, the sky was crimson, like a red lotus blooming in the sky.

The apprentice took the sword, and once he became enlightened, just to save the teacher.

He killed dozens of dragons in the Moonlight Realm (a very high realm, which will be mentioned later, but will not be introduced here).

Under the moonlight, the sea churned, the smell of blood lingered for years, and the sea turned red.

At the last moment, the Dragon Emperor could only threaten Pei Lao Sword Saint.

Pei Lao Sword Saint was not a person who was willing to be threatened, he condensed the last trace of mana in his body and blew himself up.

That month, the apprentice was red-eyed.

It is rumored that for a whole month, the red lotus in the sky has gathered and not dispersed.

In the end, the Dragon Emperor was forced to relocate, and the Ju clan moved to the cold and frozen land of the extreme west.

When Ning Zhiyuan heard this, he clenched his hands tightly, and his blood was churning.

Pei Changkong glanced at his nephew, smiled, and then said: "In the end, when this apprentice came back, he denied his six relatives and killed on the rivers and lakes, and only occasionally sobered up. ”

When he was awake, he left a lamp in which he stored two exercises. ”

When Ning Zhiyuan heard this, he hurriedly said: "There is still ...... in the Qinglian Sword Technique."

Before he finished speaking, he glanced at Xu Changan, who was shrouded in red light.

"The descendants of the Pei family and the Li family got the lamp and founded the Qinglian Sword Sect. In order to facilitate the inheritance, each descendant of the strength will make a lamp of the same style and leave a legacy inside. This is why our Qinglian Sword Sect inheritance is called 'Guanlian', so "Qinglian Sword Technique" has no word of mouth, nor is there a hand-in-hand teaching, and it depends on yourself how much you can understand. ”

"From the founding of the sect to the present, there are hundreds of Qinglian lanterns, but there is only one one, which contains other exercises. ”

"The one worshiped in the ancestral temple! That is also the one with the most complete inheritance!"

Pei Changkong glanced at Xu Changan, picked up the wine jug and poured it violently.

"Shi Ye also fate, I originally pointed to let him comprehend more of the "Qinglian Sword Technique", after all, he did not have the foundation of our sect, so he stole the Qinglian lamp of the ancestral temple. Originally, I just wanted him to have an epiphany in the future and make it easier for him to have an epiphany in "Breaking the Sword Technique", but I didn't expect it!"

Ning Zhiyuan looked at Xu Changan, who was shrouded in red light, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, not knowing whether he was helpless or envious.

"Then why does the mother ......"

When Pei Changkong heard this, he sighed heavily.

"The ancestor who saw the red lotus, before he sat down, he said, 'The red lotus comes out, and the green lotus is punished'. Later generations speculated that after cultivating the Red Lotus, he might lose his spiritual wisdom and kill wantonly, and this exercise was extremely violent. It is better than some demonic Dao exercises! That's why the ancestors set up such a rule. ”

Hearing this, Ning Zhiyuan was slightly shocked.

After that, there were also old Taoist priests of Tianji Pavilion who gave prophecies. Say what's the say, 'When the red lotus appears, the world changes, and if the red lotus comes out, the world should be punished!'"

Ning Zhiyuan's eyes became solemn as he looked at Xu Changan.

Pei Changkong picked up the wine jug and looked at Xu Changan, with a hint of mockery and disdain at the corner of his mouth.

"In this world, is it controlled by a set of exercises? Moreover, that group of bull-nosed veterans also said that the demon sword body can save the world. ”

"I don't care who he is, I just need to know that he is my friend and my brother's apprentice. My brother believes in him, and I believe in him!"

Ning Zhiyuan looked at Xu Changan and his uncle, and there was a hint of envy in his eyes.

"By the way, Xu Xiaozi doesn't know that we know his identity, so try not to appear in front of him as much as possible. Just let Elder Li Xinyin handle his affairs, she can trust it. When the time is right, you can also tell her Xu Changan's identity. ”

Ning Zhiyuan nodded.

"She is a descendant of the Li family, and our Pei and Li families are not separated from each other!"

Pei Changkong said, and drank it all.

He stood up to look for his sister, and he could not rest assured of her, though blood was dripping from the chest of his newly changed clothes.

"What's that ancestor's name?"

Ning Zhiyuan looked at his uncle's back and asked.

Pei Changkong paused, and only said a word after a long time.

"Call him Li Qinglian, the sword he asked someone to build. It's called Qinglian. ”

After Pei Changkong finished speaking, he waved his sleeves and disappeared.

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At this moment, the sound of eggshells cracking was heard.

A red light rose into the sky, and then fell somewhere in Jingmen Prefecture.

Xu Changan, who had been sitting upright, fell to the ground, and the blue lotus lamp returned to normal, no different from an ordinary lamp.

Xu Changan fell to the ground crookedly, Ning Zhiyuan saw this, his face was overjoyed at first, and then he hurriedly rushed over to pick up the sleeping Xu Changan.

The first vertical and horizontal, other places, ask for a collection.

Pei Li's master and apprentice, well, there were so many people in ancient times, the sword saint Pei Feng and the poet immortal Li Bai, who also had a master-apprentice relationship.