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The Songshan faction is magnificent, the guest rooms are located in the east, layer upon layer, a small courtyard, the interior layout is simple and elegant, there is a bit of elegance, not like the people in the martial arts.

The people of the Hengshan faction were divided into a small courtyard, Mr. Mo Da lived in the main house, and the rest of the disciples lived in the side rooms on both sides, which was more than enough.

During lunch, Xiao Liancheng was distracted, and Mr. Mo Da looked at him, glanced at him, and ignored it.

Xiao Liancheng was silent, bowed his head and picked up vegetables, and did not move with his usual agility.

In the past, when eating, he was the most active, saying this and that, Mr. Mo often had to reprimand him: sleep without speaking, food without speaking!

"Flutter!" The young man sitting opposite Xiao Liancheng squirted out a mouthful of rice, and the rice grains were like heavenly maiden scattered flowers, covering a table of dishes, more than a dozen dishes, and none of them fell.

More than a dozen people next to him looked over.

The young man was quite handsome, but his mouth was a little big, and he was a little handsome, but he still did not lose his handsome youth.

He covered his mouth, forced himself to laugh, and when he saw everyone's blaming eyes, he hurriedly pointed at Xiao Liancheng: "Fifth senior brother, he ...... He ......"

"What's wrong with him, making you like this?!" a slightly older young man snorted angrily, with a calm bearing.

He couldn't hold back any longer, and laughed: "Haha...... , Third Senior Brother, he just sent the food to his nostrils!"

Everyone turned their heads and saw that he was indeed stained with vegetable leaves under his nostrils and lips, which looked quite funny, and immediately burst into laughter.

Mr. Mo's sad face also showed a smile, looked at Xiao Liancheng, and shook his head.

Xiao Lianchengjun's face was flushed, he was busy wiping his mouth, turned his head to glare at everyone, and said loudly: "What are you laughing at, there's nothing funny!"

"Fifth junior brother, what do you think, so engrossed, don't you have a sweetheart?!" asked the young man who sprayed rice before.

"Fourth Senior Brother, don't make fun of it!" Xiao Liancheng's face fluttered, and his whole face was flushed, like the sky under the sunset.

"Yo, I'm really right!" the young man shouted, his mouth wide open.

Xiao Liancheng glanced at him, didn't talk to him, picked up the silver chopstick, and was about to pick up the vegetables to hide the panic in his heart.

"Fifth junior brother, you can't eat the food!" said the big-mouthed young man with a smile.

Xiao Liancheng hurriedly put down the silver chopstick, thinking that the dish had been sprayed with rice just now and could no longer be eaten, but his face was red.

He glared at everyone, met their smiling eyes, and panicked even more, and got up and hugged his fists: "Master, I'm full, let the disciple leave first!"

The corners of Mr. Mo's mouth were slightly upturned, his face was solemn, and he nodded: "Well, let's go!"

Before he could step out of the courtyard, he heard a loud laugh from inside, which could knock over the roof, and he was so angry that he stomped his foot and flew away.

He walked out of the small courtyard, along the bluestone road, all the way to the east, and came to the end of the bluestone, which was a mountain peak.

He was about to relax, so he walked up the mountain, and kept going up, and the road became more and more rugged, and every stone was strangely shaped, hindering the upward climb.

Xiao Liancheng was bored, he was relaxed, focused on his feet, his heart was quiet, and the breeze only looked on his face, which was indescribably comfortable.

After a moment, he suddenly stopped.

The body was still, slowly turned sideways, the ears shrugged, the power was condensed in the ears, and the sound of speech was faintly heard, drifting with the wind, if there was nothing.

He breathes for a moment, and regulates his breath like a silk thread, if there is nothing, if there is nothing, if it is dead, it is reduced to the lowest, so that no one can hear it.

He lifted his feet slowly, silently, and slowly walked upwards.

He was engrossed in every stone under his feet, stepping on it, not letting them make a sound, trying to get closer to where there was a sound.

Slowly, the voice became clear, drifting into his ears with the wind, his spirit was greatly lifted, this voice, crisp and soft, like a spring breeze, blowing his heart, as if he was slightly drunk.

He immediately heard that it was Mrs. Yilin's voice!

In his eyes, Mrs. Yilin is the saint of heaven and earth, ice clear and jade, holy and flawless, every move is graceful and beautiful, and her whole body exudes dazzling brilliance, so that people dare not look directly.

He quickened his movements, climbed upward, and finally saw a gentle area, and when he turned his head to look back, the mountain road was so steep and rugged that it would be impossible for ordinary people to climb up at all.

He tried to mix his breath and slowly approached, and above it was a flat place, like the surface of a chair.

He hid behind a rock and peeked in.

He saw Master Yilin standing in front of Ling Hu Chong with his back to him.

Ling Hu Chong was next to Yue Lingshan, and Yi Lin was beside him, as if it was Master Yiqing, and the four of them stood facing each other, whispering softly.

"Senior Sister Yilin, I haven't seen you for a while, let's have a discussion, how about it?" Ling Hu Chong asked with a smile in a green shirt, fluttering in the wind.

Yi Lin thought for a while and nodded: "Okay, I also want to know how big Senior Brother Linghu Chong's swordsmanship is." ”

Yue Lingshan was dressed in a pale pink Luo shirt, clapped her delicate little hands, and chuckled: "It's very good, it's a snap, and it's an eye-opener!"

Master Yiqing glanced at Ling Hu Chong and the others, with a thoughtful look on his face, glanced around, stopped at Xiao Liancheng's hideout, startled him, and hurriedly retracted his body.

Her gaze slowly turned away again, her expression unchanged, as if unintentionally.

Xiao Liancheng lay on the stone, motionless, his heart was pounding, and he secretly thought to himself, Master Yiqing is too likely to find himself, but it is windy here, and he is in their leeward place, so it stands to reason that he will not notice that he is.

He tried to breathe, his breathing was even and thin, and it was slight and silent.

Ling Hu Chong drew out his long sword, put it across his chest, and smiled: "Senior Sister Yilin, you have to be merciful!"

Yi Lin pursed her lips and smiled, shook her head, and slowly drew her sword.

"Senior sister, please stop first!" Ling Hu Chong shook his long sword, and his lazy expression changed sharply, as if a sword was suddenly unsheathed, and the cold light burst out, dazzling.

Yi Lin nodded, and the Melting Snow Sword was gently sent, stabbing Ling Hu Chong in front of him, which seemed light, but it was swift and incoherent.

Linghu Chong stabbed his sword, "ding" a clear sound, the two swords intersected, and the tip of the sword pierced the tip of the sword, which was not bad at all.

Xiao Liancheng was surprised, thinking in his heart, if it was a coincidence, it would be too coincidental, if it wasn't a coincidence, then Ling Hu Chong's swordsmanship would be really terrifying!

No wonder, the master once said that Ling Hu Chong's swordsmanship is by no means below him, and it cannot be underestimated, only this sword can be seen.

Yi Lin withdrew her sword, her delicate body floated, she floated a foot, her feet spun around, and she gently fell back to the same place.

Linghu Chong was like being on the ice, and his body slid backwards, flat, leaving two marks, like ruts.

He stabbed his sword downward, a foot deep into the ground, and his body froze.

Two streams of mud and dust floated up, like two yellow snakes, slowly falling and dissipating, revealing Ling Hu Chong's figure.

"Phew" Ling Hu Chong spat twice, and said with a wry smile: "Senior Sister Yilin, your internal strength is so deep, ashamed!"

Yi Lin smiled shyly, she was a little annoyed, she should have reduced her internal strength by two points, knowing that Senior Brother Linghu's internal strength was not deep, she still made him ugly.

Ling Hu Chong glanced at her a few times, and said with a wry smile: "In the past two years, my internal strength has improved by leaps and bounds, and I wanted to be almost the same as you, junior sister, but I didn't think about it, but it got worse and farther!"

"It's the credit of the eldest brother......" Yilin said embarrassedly.

Ling Hu Chong nodded, and said with a smile: "It must be because Mr. Xiao passed on your mysterious heart method!"

Yi Lin nodded, smiling embarrassedly.

Yue Lingshan said in a coquettish voice: "This Mr. Xiao, you are really eccentric! Teach Senior Brother you stupid methods, it is obviously torturing people!"

Linghu hurriedly waved his hand, his expression was solemn, and he glared at Yue Lingshan.

Yue Lingshan stuck out her tongue, delicate and cute, and said softly: "I was wrong, I shouldn't have said bad things about Mr. Xiao, right?!"

"It's good if you know!" Ling Hu Chong snorted unhappily, turned to Yi Lin and smiled: "Senior Sister Yi Lin is not as knowledgeable as Little Senior Sister. ”

Yi Lin shook her head, glanced at Yue Lingshan, and said softly, "I know,...... The eldest brother is broad-minded and will not be surprised. ”

Yue Lingshan pursed her red lips, flashed a touch of disapproval, and secretly thought to herself: Xiao Yihan is broad-minded?

Yi Lin pinched the sword trick with her left hand, gently wiped the body of the snowmelt sword, and slowly returned it to the sheath, and the white jade was like a small hand and tithe: "Senior Brother Linghu, I'm going back to do lunch class." ”

Linghu Chong titheed and said with a smile: "Okay, junior sister let's go first." ”

Yi Lin titheed Yue Lingshan, and then titheed Xiao Liancheng behind the big stone, turned around and left.

Her body was like a white cloud, falling one after another, as if floating down the mountain, and in the blink of an eye, clinging to the peak, finally disappeared into a lush forest.

Master Yiqing also saluted the two of them, and flew up, flying against the rugged path, at an extremely fast speed.

Xiao Liancheng blushed, slowly walked out from behind the boulder, and smiled awkwardly at Ling Hu Chong and Yue Lingshan's gaze.

"You're Senior Brother Xiao, right?" Ling Hu Chong smiled at his fists, free and easy-going.

Seeing this smile, Xiao Liancheng's embarrassment suddenly dissipated by half, and he hugged his fists and saluted: "It's the kid...... I accidentally bumped into it just now, and it's really ......"

He hesitated to explain, peeking at the hands is not an ordinary thing, it can be big or small, the big one will kill him, and the small one will be slightly punished.

Ling Hu Chong waved his hand and said with a smile: "It's nothing,...... I'm not a match for Senior Sister Yilin, and it's not a big deal. ”

He turned his head to Yue Lingshan and smiled: "Little junior sister, he is also surnamed Xiao, maybe he was still in his own family a few generations ago with Mr. Xiao!"

"He-?!" Yue Lingshan glanced at Xiao Liancheng, her face tightened, and she was very disgusted by Xiao Liancheng's sneaky behavior.

Xiao Liancheng hurriedly waved his hands: "Don't dare, don't dare, how dare I climb Xiao Daxia!"

Ling Hu Chong smiled: "Senior Brother Xiao, why should you be arrogant, as long as you work hard, you can always become a master!"

Yue Lingshan glanced at Xiao Liancheng and shook his head, not optimistic about him.

"Senior Brother Linghu, Xiao Yihan Xiao Daxia, I have heard of the famous name for a long time, but I have never been lucky enough to see it," Xiao Liancheng shook his head and sighed, with a look of regret, and looked up and asked: "...... Xiao Daxia's martial arts, how are you compared to senior brother?"

"Hehe......" Ling Hu Chong laughed, waved his hand, and said, "I'm in front of Mr. Xiao, I'm afraid I won't be able to hand over a single move!"

Xiao Liancheng's eyes widened, revealing a look of disbelief, the sword just now was so wonderful that it was fast and accurate, if it was himself, he would definitely not be able to catch it.

If this is really the case, wouldn't he be able to do it in front of Xiao Yihan at all?!

Seeing this, Ling Hu Chong didn't say much, but smiled: "If you go and ask the Venerable Master, you will understand that he has seen Mr. Xiao make a move." ”

Xiao Liancheng nodded slowly, with a thoughtful expression, and secretly decided in his heart that he would definitely ask if he went back.

Ling Hu Chong smiled and said, "Senior Brother Xiao, let's go back!"

Xiao Liancheng nodded, and the three of them went down the mountain.

It is easy to go up the mountain and difficult to go down the mountain, rugged and dangerous, steep as cutting, Xiao Liancheng keeps casting a thousand gold pendants, and when he arrives at the bottom of the mountain, he is already a thief who goes to the empty building, and his true qi is exhausted.

Turning his head to look at Ling Hu Chong and Yue Lingshan, they were relaxed and comfortable, as if they were traveling in the mountains and rivers, nothing happened, and they couldn't see a trace of difficulty.

He sighed secretly, and aroused his competitive spirit, he thought that he was also a handsome man of the younger generation, but now it seems that he is arrogant and arrogant, sitting in a well and watching the sky!

Linghu Chong nodded at him, smiled slightly, and Yue Lingshan and the two of them drifted away, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

He returned to the small courtyard of the Hengshan faction, and everyone had already eaten, practiced their own exercises, and left him some food.

He took a few bites, ate hastily, and busily went to Mr. Mo's main house to ask him about Xiao Yihan's news.

After listening to Mr. Mo Da's narration, he realized that he was indeed arrogant, sitting in a well and watching the sky, simply not knowing the height of the sky, and his martial arts were indeed a three-legged cat.

Seeing his expression, Mr. Mo Da shook his head, and said softly: "Liancheng, there is Dongfang undefeated in the front, and Xiao Yihan in the back, such as a master like them, it is rare to see it in a hundred years, this is the misfortune of people in the martial arts, but it is also a great luck,...... Liancheng, you have good qualifications, as long as you practice hard, even if you can't reach his height, you can withstand Ling Hu Chong, and you can be congratulated!"

"The disciple must practice martial arts hard and no longer be lazy!" Xiao Liancheng nodded heavily.

Mr. Mo Da stroked his beard, and a smile appeared on his sour face.

The second said, the people of the Taishan faction also arrived, and everyone went to the top of Song Mountain, where there was a huge martial arts platform, ten zhang long, ten zhang wide, and two meters high.

Under the stage, it is even wider and flat, enough to accommodate thousands of people to sit together, and sitting below, you can clearly see the situation on the stage.

Not long after breakfast, the table was already full of people, crows and crows, surging and densely packed.

The stage was still empty, only four young disciples of the Songshan Sect stood in the four corners, their eyes blazing, staring down like eagles and falcons, sweeping around.

People whispered, relatives and friends, gathered in a small circle, whispered gossip, or exchanged some martial arts affairs.

It is close to the sky, the surroundings are unobstructed, the terrain is open, and the wind blows, but it does not seem noisy and noisy.

Suddenly, people were quiet, looked up at the platform, a group of Songshan sect disciples rushed up, suddenly divided, divided into two rows, one right and one left, standing separately, there were ten disciples on each side.

They were all dressed in yellow, energetic, solemn, their temples bulging, and their eyes were shining, like cold lightning.

When people saw such a momentum, they were silent, although the Songshan faction did not have Zuo Lengzen, but there were countless masters, but they were not in vain, they were still the first faction of the five mountains!

Soon, another group of people rushed up, carrying tables and chairs, placing them on both sides, and making way for people to see the situation on the stage.

"Wuyue Sword has arrived!" A broken shout suddenly sounded, like a thunderstorm on the ground, which shook people's ears.

Immediately, the group walked up and slowly sat down on the chairs.

They are the heads of the Wuyue Sword Sect, as if they were sitting upright, all with serious expressions, their own momentum, and their own style.

Behind the heads of the five factions, each stood a disciple of his own faction, with high spirits and full spirits.

People stretched their necks one after another, wanting to see the appearance of the heads of the five major sword sects, these figures, high and powerful, are rare to see in ordinary times, and seeing each other is enough to become a capital to show off.

"Ah, Mrs. Yilin, she looks as beautiful as a fairy!"

"That's it, it's such a beauty, it's a pity to be a nun!"

"You know what...... Master Yilin is incarnated by the heavenly immortals, and she has come to cross us ordinary people!"

"Hehe, Lao Cheng, can you be influenced?!" the people laughed.

An old man stood up, dressed in yellow, a member of the Songshan faction, slowly paced, came to the center of the martial arts platform, and made a group swing with his fists.

Everyone returned the salute one after another, and the old man was about to speak, when suddenly a disciple of the Songshan faction flew up to the stage, came to the old man's side, and bit his ear to speak.

The people were waiting for him to speak, and when they saw that his face sank, their hearts were full of curiosity, and they began to whisper and discuss.

The old man frowned and waved his hand: "Let him in!"

"Yes!" the young man flew off the platform, and in the blink of an eye, he disappeared at the intersection and disappeared without a trace.

The old man frowned, full of displeasure, and muttered, but just stood there, motionless, as if in deep thought.

After a few moments, the young man returned again, followed by a handsome young man, who looked ordinary, like an ordinary person who did not know martial arts.

But he stepped out in one step, three or four feet away, walking with a dragon and tiger step, and his bearing was calm and majestic, which was a little more prosperous than the heads sitting on the stage.

On the stage, he hugged his fists and saluted, and said to Yilin in a deep voice: "I have seen my uncle, my disciple Qingping helped Qian Zhaoqing, and I came here on the orders of my ancestor." ”

Yi Lin stood up suddenly, hurriedly stretched out her hand, and said, "What's the matter with the eldest brother?!"

She recognized Qian Zhaoqing, who was indeed a disciple of the Qingping Gang, and a hall master of the Qingping Gang, who was quite powerful.

Qian Zhaoqing took out a jade pendant from his arms, which was snow-white and crystalline, and the brilliance flowed, as if there was a clear spring flowing in it.

He picked up the jade pendant in both hands and handed it to Yilin.

Yi Lin stretched out her hand to take it, and the jade pendant suddenly flashed, and the brilliance soared, as if a bright moon had fallen, and the silver glow overflowed all around, and the entire martial arts stage was shrouded in silver light.

The silver glow dissipated suddenly, and Yi Lin handed back the jade pendant: "Zhaoqing, what does the eldest brother command, say it quickly!"

Qian Zhaoqing replied respectfully, and said: "The ancestor has invited the ancestor to go to Guanyun Island for a while, not necessarily as soon as possible!"

Yi Lin's white face changed color, and she hurriedly said, "What's wrong with him, big brother?"

Qian Zhaoqing shook his head: "The disciple doesn't know, this is a rumor of the Jiang Gang Master, and the disciple is just pursuing it." ”

"Okay, I see!" Yi Lin nodded, worried, turned her head to look at Master Yi Qing, and then looked at everyone, hesitating.

Qian Zhaoqing didn't say a word, stood there, his hands down, like a statue, motionless.

After a while, Yilin raised her head and moved to the center of the platform, when a gust of wind blew, and her moon-white monk's robe fluttered, as if she wanted to ride the wind.

She titheed with her jade hands, in four directions, and then said to Mr. Mo Da and them: "Seniors, the poor nun is guilty, you can't stay here, you have to go and see the eldest brother." ”

A Dao Master of the Taishan Sect frowned, stroked his hair and snorted coldly: "Master Yilin, is your eldest brother's private matter important, or is it important for the alliance leader of our Wuyue Sword Sect to be elected?!"

Yi Lin sighed and shook her head: "Poor nuns are upset, staying here will not help, please forgive me." ”

The purple-faced Taoist priest sneered.

Lin Pingzhi suddenly spoke, nodded and said, "Since Mr. Xiao is called, Mrs. Yilin should go quickly, Mr. He will not be like this." ”

Yi Lin looked grateful and nodded.

"Wait!" The old man in yellow who had been standing suddenly spoke, he was a member of the Songshan faction, and he held the position of host, and Yilin didn't recognize it.

She looked over with clear eyes, a puzzled look.

"Mrs. Yilin, if you quit, you will abstain!" the old man snorted in a deep voice.

Yi Lin nodded: "I can't be the leader of the alliance, so I will abstain!"

After that, she smiled apologetically at everyone, and said softly: "Hengshan sent disciples down the mountain with me!"

"Yes!" The crisp voice sounded one after another, coming from the stage, close to the martial arts stage, and people followed the reputation, but it was a group of female nuns.

Qian Zhaoqing titheed: "Uncle Shizu, I'll go back first!"

Yi Lin nodded.

Master, what's going on?" Xiao Liancheng leaned into Mr. Mo's ear and asked softly.

He was standing behind Mr. Mo Da, with a tall figure and a compelling momentum, showing the spirit of the Hengshan faction.

(To be continued)