A gust of wind blew, bringing bursts of ghost crying wind in the mountains, a little starlight hung upside down above the night, and the full moon was not full and hid behind the black clouds, only vaguely revealing a small half of his face, staring at the middle-aged man who stepped into the air.

Walking into the courtyard gate, a plaque engraved with the word "iron forged", cracks all over the ground, the man did not look at it, and walked straight into the courtyard, stopped for a while, and entered the eye, it was a dried corpse that seemed to have been drained of blood and water, which could really be described as "dazzling" with different forms.

A subtle sneer hung on the corner of the man's mouth, and then he stepped up and stepped on a female corpse close at hand, as if he had stepped on a tree trunk that had been completely dried up, making a series of crackling sounds.

Entering the inner hall, it was still a mess, calligraphy and painting porcelain, tables, chairs and benches, and a little gravel, close to the nearest corpse of an old man, the man squatted down, sniffed with his nose in some manners, and then sighed and said to himself: "It's just an injured lone wolf, such a big sect, so many people, it can't even last for a while, I really don't understand what kind of heavenly way you people are cultivating, what kind of immortal art do you seek?"

After a pause, the man seemed to be getting angrier the more he thought about it, raised his foot, stepped on it fiercely, and scolded: "Waste!"

Outside the temple, the heavy rain turned to a light rain, endlessly, bit by bit, bit by bit on the stone slab covered with green moss, the little girl ate most of the bread, and ate an apple, seemed to be a little tired, so she snuggled in Xu Lin's arms, drowsy and sleepy, until her breathing was stable, and then she made a slight sound.

Wang Dazhu couldn't help but glance at this little girl, and it took a long time before he said, "Your daughter?"

The scholar shook his head with a dumb smile: "I picked it up on the side of the road." ”

Wang Dazhu said "um", and the two fell into a long silence again, and the sound of rain outside did not stop, and the crisp sound of tinkling made people drowsy.

The woman surnamed Pei looked at the backs of the two curiously, different from Li Jiansheng's obvious hostility of sword intent, but with a touch of melancholy, this indescribable feeling, she didn't know why it could be born, even when she saw those two people, she also had this inexplicable emotion.

After a long time, looking at the continuous drizzle outside, Wang Dazhu finally couldn't help but speak: "The master said, the senior brother can be yes, born to be the way, one is clear, it is a kind of flawless jade-like transparency, but it is too crisp, and it will be broken at the touch." ”

The scholar looked at the dark night sky outside, and felt the cool breeze blowing into the temple from time to time, but he subconsciously hugged the little girl tighter and didn't make a sound.

"Second Senior Brother, too pure, almost stubborn, useless in enlightenment, easy to walk into a dead end, but suitable for the way of the sword, the sword is straight and strong, and it should also be broken, so the time of the 100,000 mountains, for the second senior brother, it can be said that the willows are dark and bright, and the sword of a hundred refinements can not be broken. ”

The scholar still didn't have any words, and Wang Dazhu's words didn't carry the temple crowd on his back, the voice was not loud but very clear, and even the tense atmosphere seemed to have eased, but the sound of the rain, listening to the scholar's ears, was no longer so crisp.

"Ninth Senior Sister Mingru, the master said that she does not have the clarity and transparency of the senior brother, it can be said that she is a little turbid, and she does not have the natural stubbornness of the second senior brother, but what the ninth senior sister has, is a little bit, the water is clear and there are no fish, so the ninth senior sister who is not clear can kill that or even a few fish that appear. As for stubbornness as a sword, once it can't work, but it can't be overnight, so Senior Sister Jiu always stayed in the peach blossom forest that day, watching the peach blossoms bloom and watching the peach blossoms fall, and the mistake was that little bit of the sword of life and death, so Senior Sister Jiu was the most ruthless. ”

The scholar laughed, and I don't know if it was because he laughed when he heard Wang Dazhu's words, or because of what, but he was silent without speaking.

And whether it is Li Jiansheng or a woman surnamed Pei, for Wang Dazhu's words, they almost thought it was a strange secret, so who is Wang Dazhu's master?

It is a recognized kendo master today, and he is a figure who can go hand in hand with his master Li Jiansheng and Lu Zhennan, the world's first sword, and his way of selecting apprentices and teaching apprentices is really a bit "alternative".

As for those Kunlunmen people, they glanced at each other, and they all saw an indescribable trace of respect in each other's eyes.

The four peaks of Kunlun, with the least number of disciples in Mochiyue Peak, have been reduced to a joke, but since Qingxu Zhenren became the first real person, he was not famous at first, but who can laugh at the Kunlun Da Lun Da Dao once in a year?

Except for Xu Lin, there is also the one in front of him, Wang Dazhu, who was immediately defeated as soon as he got on the field, not to mention, the twelve kendo disciples, all of them are invincible, even in the end, there is still Ming Han who is like a strong city standing there, as for the city wall, there is that Mingyuan standing high, except for the disciple of the main peak of Lianxia Peak, the rest of the three peaks, there is really no one who can shake it, this long strong city erected by the Qingxu real person.

"A person is like a sword, and a sword is a complete person. Wang Dazhu said softly, then looked at the faint golden trace between the scholar's eyebrows and said: "So Senior Brother's sword was broken, broken in the hands of the Ninth Senior Sister, and what was achieved was the true realm of the Ninth Senior Sister, the master did not blame him and her, because the Ninth Senior Sister needed the clarity of the senior brother to wash away the unbearable dirt of her own storage, so as to kill those fish derived from the bottom of her heart." ”

After a pause, Wang Dazhu looked at the continuous drizzle outside the door, and then stretched out his hand to wipe it, on the continuous rain pillar, an arc-shaped vacuum belt was immediately born, and when Wang Dazhu hooked his hand, a small pond of clear water immediately appeared in front of him, suspended in front of Xu Lin and his eyes, and then he said: "Senior brother can be called a phoenix, reborn from the fire, because it is too clear, this water has never been contaminated with dust, it is rootless water, it is not really pure, it needs to be washed, so the senior brother was strictly ordered by the master to close the life and death pass, And the senior brother after the customs is the real senior brother. ”

"What about you?" The scholar asked with a smile in his eyes, and the clear water pond that Wang Dazhu was guarding immediately fell all over the ground, which also aroused the curiosity of the people in the temple, and even Er Nizi, who was nestled in the scholar's arms, was also full of curiosity.

Wang Dazhu seemed to be choked, and coughed several times before rubbing his head and saying: "The master said that I have wonderful bones, a bright brain, and a natural cultivation genius, so I was accepted into the door!"

"The braincase is bright, it's silly!" The little girl snuggled in the scholar's arms couldn't help but say loudly.

Wang Dazhu's eyes immediately widened, and he was dumbfounded: "You know." ”

Her eyes turned into a little girl with a crescent moon, and she stretched out her little finger and pointed at Wang Dazhu's brain and said, "It's so bright!"

There was laughter in the temple, and even Li Jiansheng's eyes had a hint of a smile, and the woman surnamed Pei was even more smiling and silent, and the Kunlunmen people who were familiar with Wang Dazhu were even more smiling, which made Wang Dazhu's old face flush.

"Treat people honestly, be stupid to your lover, treat your family as family, be silly and silly, and be affectionate!" After the scholar's words were finished, no one laughed anymore, and those people finally reacted, but looking at the scholar's gaze, there was a little more wariness in the previous unfriendliness.

Only Wang Dazhu was smiling, and looked at the scholar with "affection", and slapped the scholar on the shoulder and said, "It's still the little junior brother who understands me." ”

This little junior brother made the scholar shut his mouth, and even more so that the disciples of the woman surnamed Pei didn't know why, and only the faces of those Kunlunmen people immediately became cold, and the right hand invariably touched the hilt of the sword on his waist, Li Jiansheng stood up, and only the woman surnamed Pei looked at the two backs with a complicated face, motionless.

Wang Dazhu's face was a little stiff, and the smile that had just hung on his eyebrows had not faded, but the whole person looked extremely embarrassed, and the little girl who was nestled in Xu Lin's arms was even more like feeling something, buried her head deep in Xu Lin's chest, and looked at these people in front of her timidly.

With a sigh, Xu Lin looked at the door, looked at the morning light breaking through the clouds, looked at the continuous drizzle that gradually stopped, and looked at the water droplets dripping from the eaves, and then said leisurely: "The rain has stopped" (to be continued......