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Jiang Nanyun stood there in a daze, his sideburns frowned slightly, staring at Xiao Yuesheng for a long time, feeling strange in his heart, if it was usual, no matter how light he was, once he entered the back garden, the master would be able to find out. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

This time, the master didn't speak, didn't he notice it? Jiang Nanyun thought to himself, staring blankly at Xiao Yuesheng who was sitting cross-legged on the small pavilion.

After another half an hour, Jiang Nanyun's heart was itching, and he deliberately took two steps on his feet and made a sound, wanting to attract the master's attention.

But the sound of the piano was like flowing water, Xiao Yuesheng was intoxicated, still unconscious, and ignored her.

Jiang Nanyun sighed helplessly, no longer moved, Suo calmed down, stood concentrating, and the jade void technique ran slowly, using this spare time to practice.

Her internal strength cultivation has advanced by leaps and bounds, a thousand miles, of course, Xiao Yuesheng's easy tendons to wash the marrow, coupled with the effect of Pei Yuan Dan, and then there are subtle exercises, but also because she is extremely diligent, using all her spare time to practice.

The cultivation of the pure heart is to enter the hall, and the control of the mind is greatly increased, but after a few breaths of effort, you will immerse yourself in the state of silence, in this state of mind, the cultivation of internal strength is the fastest growth.

With the operation of the jade void technique, her face gradually changed, as if she had really become a piece of white jade, more and more white and warm, and her face became more and more victorious, which made people look at it directly.

The breeze swept across the lake, blowing a few strands of her hair, wrinkling her shirt, and from a distance, her clothes fluttered and fluttered out of the dust.

The sound of Cong Cong's qin slowly fell, getting lower and lower, and finally disappeared, Xiao Yuesheng opened his eyes, shook his head, and sighed softly.

When the situation is said, it is difficult to reproduce, as if something is in it, always separated by a layer of tulle, but it cannot be broken, and it is difficult to enter the original artistic conception.

He had been exploring, calming down, and carefully comprehending, but he had never been able to find the feeling that the sun's heat had entered his body and entered the purple pill.

His state of mind is superb, his heart is like the moon in a lake, he is not irritated by this, he knows that it must be some negligence, and he finds it out slowly, and he is extremely patient.

Turning around and looking down, he glanced at Jiang Nanyun, and asked gently, "Nanyun, what's the matter?"

"Master, when are we going to rebuild the Dongyuan Gang?" Jiang Nanyun asked softly, "Everything is ready, only the east wind is owed." ”

"Oh-?" Xiao Yuesheng's eyes drooped, his figure flickered, and he appeared in front of her in an instant, and the dark brown Yaoqin was still placed on the top of the small pavilion.

"What have you done?" Xiao Yuesheng asked lightly with a smile on his face.

The two came to the small pavilion and sat on the wooden pier, Jiang Nanyun picked up the jade pot on the table, poured wine with his bare hands, filled the jade cup, handed it to Xiao Yuesheng with both hands, and said with a smile: "I have found a house not far from us, and I have cleaned it up, and it can be used for the main altar of the East Garden Gang." ”

Xiao Yuesheng took the jade cup and took a sip of the wine in the cup, the wine he brewed was not ready for it now, and he couldn't open it, so he could only taste some of the wine sent by Pan Roar, and it was still worth eating.

He savored the taste of the wine and nodded.

Jiang Nanyun saw him nodding, his jade hand swept the hair in front of his forehead, smiled, sultry, and said softly: "I have selected more than ten people from my previous peers, they are all strong and shrewd characters, and they can become the first batch of Dongyuan Gang." ”

"Hmm, is there anything else?" Xiao Yuesheng took another sip of wine and glanced at her lightly.

Jiang Nanyun thought about it, and shook his head slightly: "I can't think of anything else." ”

"Well, too," Xiao Yuesheng nodded, looked up to the sky and sighed, and said with a smile: "It's enough to do this......"

He groaned a little and said, "This leader of the Dongyuan Gang, you will be the one who will do it, Nanyun!"

"Hmm, hmm-?!" Jiang Nanyun just nodded, and suddenly his mouth opened slightly, his jade face was full of surprise, his bright eyes were motionless, and he looked at Xiao Yuesheng blankly.

Immediately, she shook her head, she couldn't even do it, she couldn't do it herself, how could a weak woman be a helper, and it would be difficult to convince the public.

Xiao Yuesheng smiled, shook the jade cup lightly, and didn't care: "As long as you have real skills, how can others care if you are a man or a woman?...... Besides, Mrs. Dingyi is not a woman, right, who dares to be presumptuous in front of her?"

Thinking of Master Dingyi, Jiang Nanyun was suddenly moved, he was the master, and in front of Master Dingyi, he was also obedient, although it was because of Uncle Yilin, he was proud enough.

"Okay, Nanyun doesn't need to shirk, this is the decision of the teacher!" Xiao Yuesheng looked solemn and said in a deep voice.

His face was flat, and he was not angry and arrogant, and the heavy majesty suddenly came to his face, Jiang Nanyun felt the most, and he couldn't give birth to the intention of disobedience.

“...... Okay, the disciple obeys the order!" Jiang Nanyun nodded reluctantly, eager to see if he could run a gang.

No wonder, no wonder, it turns out that the master had already premeditated! Jiang Nanyun sighed in his heart, and the master rarely gave him martial arts.

Because the method of teaching is to directly pour martial arts into their minds, based on the pure heart trick, and do not feel sad, but save a lot of effort, others are still worried about the unskilled moves, can not turn into instinct, but she is only worried about the use of the wonderful, for the lack of skill and trouble.

Although she was strange, she did not resist, and she knew a lot about people's surnames, and she deeply admired the master's words.

She has been trained by life, Xiao Yuesheng opened a door in front of her, and imperceptibly, Jiang Nanyun has become scheming and resourceful.

"It's up to you to decide what you want to do in the future, and you don't have to worry about everything. Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand, looking quite impatient.

Jiang Nanyun smiled helplessly, nodded slightly, his eyes were slightly horizontal, and he glanced at the master, and saw through it at a glance, it was he who was lazy.

Xiao Yuesheng was given a blank look by her, and also felt that his master was too lazy, although he had an excuse to train his disciples, he couldn't deceive himself or his disciples.

After a deep sigh, he nodded and said, "Well, why don't you send an invitation first and invite Master Yue and Master Dingyi over, which can be regarded as witnessing the establishment of your Dongyuan Gang?"

"Thank you, Master!" Jiang Nanyun was overjoyed.

In an instant, her mind was full of thoughts, if she could invite the two heads, then the Dongyuan Gang would not be a small gang and a small faction that could be rubbed by others, and it would be good to be good with the two major sword factions, which was enough to discourage ordinary people, greatly increase the prestige of the Dongyuan Gang, and recruit the gang, and it would be very smooth.

She thought of it and did it, vigorously and resolutely, and in a blink of an eye, her figure flickered and disappeared without a trace, only a faint afterfragrance.

Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and smiled, looking forward to seeing what kind of situation he could make as a disciple, and whether he could make the Dongyuan Gang bigger.

Immortal Building

Since coming to Luoyang City, Yue Buqun has not been so strict with his disciples, just asking them to be careful and not to provoke right and wrong.

As for the eldest disciple Ling Hu Chong, Yue Buqun was even more severe, and he was never allowed to drink, otherwise, he would be punished for thinking behind closed doors and not allowed to leave the palace.

The prosperity of Luoyang City has an infinite attraction for the people who have been living on Huashan, and thinking about it behind closed doors is tantamount to torture.

Linghu Chong was helpless, so he had to drink nothing, but occasionally he would take an opportunity to secretly go to Xiao Mansion and find Xiao Yuesheng to drink.

It's not anything else, but because Xiao Yuesheng's wine here is extremely mellow, not comparable to the wine outside, which makes Hu Chong salivate every time he thinks about it.

The wine in Xiao Yuesheng's mansion was all sent by Pan Roar, the leader of the Changsha Gang, Pan Roar was so rich that his vision was extremely high, and he knew that the vision of his righteous brother was higher, so the wine he selected and sent was comparable to ordinary wine.

But he always came to the door to beg for wine, and he was a little embarrassed.

This said, he pouted all the junior brothers, together to go to the fairy building, taste the daughter red, at the beginning, Tian Boguang picked two to Huashan, it is indeed mellow and soft, the aftertaste is endless, so far I think about it, it seems that the fragrance is still in the mouth.

Everyone also knows from the rumors in Luoyang City that the Qixian Building is now famous, because of Xiao Yuesheng's frequent patronage, everyone in the martial arts wants to see the appearance of the sword, so the crowd is crowded, and it is full every day.

"Senior brother, we're a little late, I'm afraid we don't have a seat. Lu Dayou followed behind Ling Hu Chong and couldn't stop muttering.

"Don't be afraid, Mr. Xiao didn't go out today, let's go sit in his seat. Ling Hu Chong waved his hand and smiled freely.

Lin Pingzhi is also with everyone, and now he has gradually integrated into Huashan, because Pingyue is low-key, honest, rarely talking, and does not provoke right and wrong, and everyone likes him as a little junior brother.

Everyone couldn't help but praise happily, or the senior brother was smart, they also heard that although the Qixian Building would be full every time, there was always a table with empty seats, and that was Xiao Yihan's seat, every time he came over, Xiao Yihan always had to sit in that position, which had become a habit.

The upstairs is already crowded with people, but there is a vacant seat, according to the surname of the martial arts in the martial arts, there will naturally be people who are dissatisfied and want to sit on it.

But there will always be someone to stop him, although Xiao Yihan is hot, he has many supporters, thinking that he is affectionate and righteous, and he is a rare hero, and when he sees someone wanting to occupy his seat, someone will always come forward to stop him.

If you don't sit yourself, you won't allow others to sit, people will follow suit, and when the public is angry, you can only dispel this idea.

After a long time, Qixian Mansion has formed such a rule, this seat is only reserved for Xiao Yihan, and others cannot sit on it.

"Senior brother, it's not good, that's Xiao Dart's seat......" Lin Pingzhi said in a low voice.

Lin Pingzhi was wearing a green shirt, like a jade tree standing in the wind, and everyone was compared, looking bleak in front of him.

"Senior Brother Lin, don't be stubborn, presumably Mr. Xiao won't be surprised. Linghu Chong smiled and waved his hand, not caring very much.

Yue Lingshan clapped her hands and smiled coquettishly on the side: "That's it...... Xiao Linzi, don't worry, presumably Mr. Xiao won't be so narrow-minded!"

Lin Pingzhi always felt that it was inappropriate, but seeing that everyone was interested, he couldn't persuade him, so he could only be with them.

A few people entered the building, and sure enough, it was full, and the noise was endless, the sound of drinking, laughter, fists, noise, and sound were in the ears, and they needed to speak loudly to be heard.

Nowadays, there are countless martial arts figures gathered in Luoyang City, and people with strong martial arts skills can easily make money come easily, and they all spend money like dirt, so they naturally want to come to Qixian Tower to take a look.

"Senior brother, it's so lively!" Lu Dayou exclaimed, only to feel that his eyes were about to sway, and he wished for more eyes.

There are only a few people in the Huashan faction, and they are not wealthy, besides, Yue Buqun has always had the style of a gentleman, and he is often simple, and it is difficult to see such a prosperous scene.

Ling Hu Chong is also an eye-opener, but his heart is free and easy, uninhibited, as long as there is wine, whether it is carved beams and paintings, or a simple thatched house, it doesn't matter.

"Let's go, let's go, go upstairs!" Ling Hu Chong greeted and went up the stairs first.

Everyone hurriedly cleaned up their mood and followed the senior brother upstairs.

went up to the second floor, and the inside was quieter than the bottom, but everyone was a little frightened, and what they saw in their eyes was a master.

These people upstairs, sitting there, although they did not make a loud noise, but all of them were like mountains, with extraordinary bearings, and their eyes or essence flashed, or the cold air was pressing, or they were like sharp blades, all of them seemed to be unsheathed swords, and they did not dare to lightly sweep their edges.

"Senior brother, this ......" Lu Dayou was quite timid, gently pulled Ling Hu Chong, and swept his gaze towards the group of heroes.

"Hehe, it's okay, just sit down. Linghu swept everyone's eyes, he was bold and bold, and waved his hand indifferently.

On the second floor, every table was full of people, except for one seat near the window, which was empty, and there was no one, which seemed quite strange, but everyone was not surprised, and drank their own wine.

When Linghu Chong and them stood upstairs, someone occasionally came upstairs, glanced up, and saw that there was no seat, so they walked down, and did not seem to see the empty seat.

The actions of these people made Linghu Chong hesitate a little at them, obviously, this is an unspoken rule, that table, only Xiao Yihan can sit.

After thinking about it, Ling Hu Chong waved his hand and said, "Let's go, don't stand here, let's go sit down and talk." ”

With that, he walked straight to the window, towards the empty table.

Approaching the table, Ling Hu rushed to grab the chair, wanted to sit down, and suddenly roared: "Stop!"

Ling Hu Chong's body stopped, his hand retracted, and he turned to look back.

But I saw a burly man standing in the crowd, seven feet tall, with a strong body, knotted muscles, and thin clothes that were worrying, as if he would be broken at any time.

He has a square face, a dark complexion, a lion nose and a wide mouth, eyes like copper bells, and a chilling light, which makes people think of a character in the Three Kingdoms - Yanren Zhang Yide!

Ling Hu Chong turned his head to look around, and when he saw that there was no one else, he hugged his fists and said softly: "This brother, what do you have to say?"

"Who are you sacred, and you want to sit in Mr. Xiao's seat?!" The big man had a cold face, ignoring Ling Hu Chong's kindness, and shouted in a deep voice.

Ling Hu Chong's cultivation is very good, and he is not surprised, and he said with a smile: "In Xiahua Mountain, Ling Hu Chong has some friendship with Mr. Xiao,...... Sitting here, he must not be surprised. ”

The burly man was stunned, and snorted in a deep voice: "You are Mr. Xiao's son, and you can't sit here!"

"Why is this?" Ling Hu Chong was young and vigorous after all, and when he heard such unkind words, he suddenly became angry and asked lightly.

"Why?" the burly man flashed coldly, glanced at them, and snorted: "Because you are not worthy!"

"Nonsense, senior brother is not worthy, who is worthy?!" Although Lu Dayou was timid, when he heard that the big man looked down on people like this, he suddenly became angry and preemptively said.

"Sixth Senior Brother!" Ling Hu Chong raised his hand, pressed Lu Dayou down, turned to Dahan, and asked lightly: "Oh, I don't know how to sit here?"

"Let's get past me first!" the big man snorted, calmly faced, pushed the chair up, and walked over slowly.

Walking to Linghu Chong's approach, the big man slapped his palms lightly, and there was a "bang", as if hitting the defeated revolution, and the sound was dull, not like the sound of palms intersecting.

He smiled coldly: "Don't think that if you are a disciple of the Huashan Sect, you can sit here!

After that, he directly took out his palm, probed forward with one palm, and hit Ling Hu Chong's wrist, as if forcing him not to draw his sword.

Linghu Chong's figure flashed, flashed lightly, and the cold light flashed, and he had already drawn his sword out of the sheath, and stabbed the sword, which was also light and skillful, just horizontal there.

The big man's palm seemed to be sent to the door, slapping towards the tip of the sword, his right palm came out again, slapped at the side of the sword, and his body moved, changing the direction of his left palm a little, dodging the tip of the sword.

Ling Hu Chong smiled faintly, and his heart was reassured, since he had fought with Yi Lin, his confidence had been greatly frustrated, thinking that the swordsmanship he had learned was limited and difficult to control the enemy.

Later, when he learned from his junior brothers, no one was his enemy, but these moves, for him, were extremely familiar and flowing, and he couldn't do them accurately, so he was always worried in his heart.

At this time, when he saw Dahan's moves, he suddenly felt certain in his heart, and he was more free.

The big man's palms were extremely sharp, whirring, as if the air was crowded out by him, and in the end, there was a faint "crackling" sound.

Everyone upstairs was surprised, they didn't expect that Ling Hu Chong's swordsmanship was so exquisite that he could beat the big man.

This burly man, everyone knows, has the name of the soul breaker, the surname is Sun Zhongxin, a pair of iron palms are majestic, wide open and closed, and there are few enemies.

Sun Zhongxin's palm, pay attention to the hard to subdue, although the tricks are wide open and closed, but there is no lack of subtlety, otherwise, if you want to hit the hard, but you can't do it.

Now, Ling Hu Chong's sword has made him frequently change moves halfway, and the majesty of the iron palm can't be used at all, and he is tied.

Sun Zhongxin's square face became more and more red, and the redness continued to surge, turning into the color of pig liver, only to feel that his chest was suffocated, his depression was uncomfortable, and his blood was surging.

His moves are hard and hard, and each palm is full of strength and potential, like the water of a river, down the river.

However, Ling Hu Chong's swordsmanship was exquisite, forcing him to change his moves frequently, just like a river changing direction, he naturally had to bear the power of the river.

After more than a dozen moves, his blood and qi surged, and he had already injured himself.

"It's too much to deceive people, look at the palm!" he was furious in his heart, and his surname was together, and he had no scruples, and suddenly shouted, and his moves suddenly changed.

His voice was extremely loud, and at this time, he shouted loudly, and the depression in his chest came out, and the power of the depression gushed out, making this angry shout like thunder on the ground, and it exploded, and everyone's ears were buzzing, and they were unprepared, and they all lost their hearing for a while.

As soon as his moves changed, his palms swept away, the whirring sound was gone, and his palms fluttered lightly, as if he was not working, and he was like a lover's touch.

Ling Hu Chong's skill has been condensed, and he has not been affected by his shouting, but his expression is solemn, and he has thought that this person's skill is so profound.

He was tense, his eyes were fixed, and he was staring at Sun Zhongxin's right palm, the tip of the sword trembling slightly, and he couldn't help changing direction.

Sun Zhongxin's right palm seems to be light and weak, and his movements are very slow, but it is unpredictable, as if he is constantly changing his position.

A light fluttering palm finally slapped down, causing the fox to flash with sword light and stab at his palm, which was extremely fast and full of energy.

Sun Zhongxin raised his wrist, retracted his palm, clenched it into a fist, and faced the tip of the sword, wanting to attack the sword with his fist and hit the spine of the sword.

Linghu Chong twisted his right arm, flipped the long sword, and met it with the blade.

Sun Zhongxin had to retract his fists and retreat, although his foreign kung fu was strong, it was not invulnerable, and he didn't dare to take it lightly with such a cold and shining blade.

The two of them came and went with their swords, and for a while, the fight was inseparable, and in the blink of an eye, more than ten moves passed, Yue Lingshan and they were concentrated, the atmosphere was not out, and they were fascinated.

It was Lin Pingzhi, and he couldn't help but feel that the Huashan swordsmanship was not useless, it was difficult to make it so exquisite, the senior brother was really extraordinary, if he performed the Huashan swordsmanship by himself, he was afraid that he would not be able to defeat this big man's two moves.

A lazy laugh suddenly came from the side: "Brother Sun, you can't even pack a junior from the Huashan faction, if Yue Buqun comes, won't you be convinced?!"

"The surname Yang, don't say cool words, if you have the courage, come and weigh this kid!" Sun Zhongxin shouted, and the palm in his hand was still fluctuating.

Linghu Chong didn't dare to let him hit, this person's internal strength is deep, the more he beats himself, if he hits, he competes with internal strength, and there is only a way to lose.

"Hehe, Linghu Chong of the Huashan faction is said to be extremely talented, and he is the best among the young masters. The lazy voice sounded again, but a young man stood up.

This person looked very young, similar to Ling Hu Chong's age, he had sword eyebrows, a handsome temperament, and a small scar on his right cheek, but it did not damage his handsomeness.

There was always a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, which seemed to be sarcastic, but also seemed to be indifferent, revealing a sense of cynicism.

"What, do you want to fight with wheels?!" Lu Dayou shouted, glaring angrily at the young man, and pressed the hilt of the sword with his right hand.

On that side, Linghu Chong slashed a few swords, the cold light flashed, Sun Zhongxin shouted "ah", then realized, hurriedly closed his mouth, and retreated with his palms.

Dugu Nine Swords, the stronger it is, the stronger it is, the Dugu Nine Swords of Linghu Chong have not been fully practiced, and they have not yet been proficient in the battle formation, and they have been defeated by Yilin, and they have been frustrated, and they have lost a little bit of Dugu Nine Swords, and they only attack and do not defend their sharpness, so they have been unable to defeat for a long time.

After dozens of tricks, his confidence became stronger and stronger, and he became more and more free, and he understood the essence of Dugu Nine Swords more and more, so in just a few moves, it was already the difference between cloud and mud, and a sword stabbed Sun Zhongxin's palm.

Sun Zhongxin looked at the palm of his hand, it was only a flesh wound, the tip of the sword only pierced a small layer, and the blood gradually stopped.

He put down his hand, clasped his hands into fists, and said in a deep voice: "Sure enough, he is worthy of being a famous brother, Sun admires it...... However, if you only rely on this sword technique, if you want to sit in Mr. Xiao's seat, you can't!"

Linghu rushed out of the sword very quickly, and he couldn't put it away freely, but this person was maintaining Mr. Xiao's majesty, and he couldn't be ruthless, so he barely accepted this sword, but he was also quite struggling.

"Then how can you sit down?!" Yue Lingshan said coquettishly.

"Unless, you can defeat Mr. Xiao!" Sun Zhongxin snorted, turned and strode back to his seat, ignoring them.

"Come on, Linghu Shaoxia, your swordsmanship is good, let's compare and match twice. The young man surnamed Yang walked over and beckoned to Linghu Chong.

Linghu Chong smiled bitterly and shook his head: "You don't have to do it anymore,...... The martial arts in Xia are indeed inferior to Mr. Xiao, it seems that he really can't sit here. ”

The young man surnamed Yang hurriedly said, "Hey, even if you can't sit at Mr. Xiao's, if you defeat me, I can give up my seat!"

"Senior brother, what a good idea!" Yue Lingshan clapped her hands and smiled.

(To be continued)