I will bury the gods

Chapter 228 Declaring War Under the Moon
On August [-]rd, Wanhua School.

The Wanhua Sect is also one of the sects that have risen to fame in recent years. The owner of the sect is Zhuang Qing. When he was young, he visited various famous mountains and asked for advice on martial arts from the masters on the mountains. For decades, he has practiced martial arts from more than [-] sects. , In the end, he learned from everyone's strong points and created a unique set of martial arts of mind, which became famous all over the world.

When Lin Shouxi saw Zhuang Qing, he was standing beside an old tree, with disheveled hair, described as tired, and he was as eclectic as his mind.

In the past two days, Lin Shouxi didn't try to escape again, and he didn't even express any opinion on Gongyu's stubborn opinion, so he was surprisingly quiet.

"Is this your silent protest? Or do you want to do the opposite and treat me coldly to win my concern for you?" Facing Lin Shouxi's change, Gong Yu took a contemptuous attitude, thinking that this was just a mediocre young man means only.

"I'm thinking about something." Lin Shouxi said.

"What are you thinking?" Gong Yu asked casually.

Lin Shouxi didn't answer.

"Don't you want to say it?" Gong Yu looked at him coldly.

"Why should I tell you?" Lin Shouxi asked back.

"You're really rebellious." Gong Yu smiled and said, "If you were a little girl, you would probably be beaten more than Yingchan and Shi Jing combined."

"Do Chuchu and Miss Mu listen to you very much?" Lin Shouxi asked again.

"Of course." Gong Yu said immediately.

"Really?" Lin Shouxi looked at her.

Gong Yu lifted up the fence to look at him, the fairy dimple behind the white gauze suddenly stood up and became severe, but Lin Shouxi was neither afraid nor evasive, he calmly looked at Gong Yu's eyes as deep as the night sky, and said:

"Ms. Mu grew up with you. You treat her like a teacher and a mother. She respects and loves you, so she is willing to restrain her nature in front of you, be well-behaved and sensible. Chu Yingchan grew up listening to your stories since she was a child, and even worshiped you. Under your sect, she looks up to you and admires you, so she is willing to respect and obey you, master thinks he is educating them, but in fact they are spoiling you, master...you are spoiled."

There was a chill in Gong Yu's eyes, she curled her red lips slightly, and said with a sneer, "Are you teaching me a lesson?"

"I dare not." Lin Shouxi said respectfully.

"..." Gong Yu's chest rose and fell slightly, she was silent for a moment, and said: "I have my own calculations about which is right and which is wrong, and it's not your turn to teach me a lesson. Similarly, I'm not Chu Yingchan, so I won't spoil you."

After that, Gong Yu seldom talked to him, but whenever there was news about Xiaohe, she would still cut it off neatly. Lin Shouxi didn't complain about it, and seemed to have accepted it.

On Wanhua Mountain, Gong Yu and Zhuang Qing faced each other silently across a long bridge across the pond.

Lin Shouxi was sitting on a rockery in the back, ignoring the pointing and pointing of his disciples in the distance. For some reason, he was clearly well-dressed and solemn, but in the eyes of outsiders, he seemed to be more eclectic than Zhuang Qing.

"Please enlighten me."

Zhuang Qing didn't say any harsh words, as if he was the guest who came to visit.

Gong Yu nodded slightly.

In front of the Wanhua faction, under the watchful eyes of hundreds of disciples, a duel between top martial arts masters began.

Gong Yu didn't end the battle neatly, instead, he let Zhuang Qing take action, showing off the results of his decades of hard research one by one.

Zhuang Qing's martial arts are all-encompassing, and he is even praised in the world for mastering all kinds of methods. In him, you can see the epitome of many peak martial arts. , and some even lost their original appearance, leaving only a bit of charm.

Lin Shouxi also read hundreds of martial arts since he was a child, and all of them have been cultivated to a good level. He was surprised to find that Zhuang Qing was even higher than him in terms of understanding of various martial arts.

When his fists are strong and fierce, he is like a dragon smashing a river, which can break the embankment of a big river; Standing firm, his footwork is like a willow in the wind when he shuttles, seemingly dancing and trembling, but he can always avoid the opponent's attack like a prophet.

Hundreds of martial arts have been melted into one furnace, and he has reached the stage of transformation. Although he is not as powerful as Xing Heng, he is much more brilliant. No matter which world he is placed in, such a person is at the level of a master.

Lin Shouxi was intoxicated, when he suddenly heard someone talking to him: "Are you Lin Shouxi?"

Lin Shouxi was startled, he didn't realize that anyone had come to him.

The person who came was an old man with white eyebrows and robes, but he did not have a sense of immortality. On the contrary, his ancient yellow robes were worn out, like a beggar, with brown spots on his skin, which was a symbol of old age.

Lin Shouxi looked at him, identifying his identity.

"The old man is..." Lin Shouxi didn't recognize him.

The old man smiled, but he did not report his family name, but said nostalgicly: "More than ten years ago, I drank with your dead master. At that time, he often mentioned you and was very worried about you. I was robbed, I knew it was too late, and I couldn't help... Seeing that you are still alive, I feel a lot more relieved."

"It turned out to be an old friend of my teacher. The junior met the old man." Lin Shouxi cupped his fists and saluted.

The old man looked forward. On the other side, the battle between Zhuang Qing and Gong Yu had already begun. Zhuang Qing showed off his natural martial arts skills and won applause from his disciples. However, Gong Yu's countermeasures were extremely simple. And arrogance—whatever trick Zhuang Qing used, she would use the same trick to break it.

"The master of the Taoist sect really deserves his reputation." The old man couldn't help admiring. He stroked his beard and said, "I heard that you are her disciple?"

"It's just a prisoner." Lin Shouxi laughed at himself.

"The martial arts master of the Taoist sect is the best in the world. You are still young, so don't feel sorry for yourself." The old man said with a smile.

"Thank you senior for your comfort." Lin Shouxi smiled.

"Do you want to leave her?" the old man asked again.

"There is more than enough heart but not enough strength." Lin Shouxi said.

"Zhuang Qing's martial arts is very high. His skills are already comparable to those of the master of the Taoist sect. It's a pity that he lost too much in the word 'Tao'. This battle must be lost, but Zhuang Qing is still rare in the world. After passing the Wanhua Sect, it may be difficult to find another one." The old man sighed.

"What does the old man want to say?" Lin Shouxi asked.

"Zhuang Qing is a master, and so are you. If you join forces, you may have a chance to fight her. If you don't mind, I can fight this old bone to help you." The old man said with a smile.

"Sneak attack is the work of evil ways." Lin Shouxi said.

"Little friend Lin, don't forget, you are also from the Demon Sect." The old man reminded.

"The magic door and the Taoist door are just different ways, but they are both the right way, not crooked ways." Lin Shouxi said seriously.

Hearing this, the old man laughed heartily, with a look of approval in his eyes. After laughing, he looked at the battle that was coming to an end, and said in a deep voice: "The master of the Taoist sect has unparalleled talents in the world, but he is by no means invincible." of."

Lin Shouxi didn't agree or deny it. He didn't know the old man's name until he left, but Lin Shouxi could tell that the old man's life was approaching.

The Wanhua faction's battle ended shortly thereafter.

Zhuang Qing used what he had learned all his life, but Gong Yu was like a mirror, perfectly replicating his moves and breaking them one by one. After more than a hundred moves, Zhuang Qing's vast martial arts skills were also wiped out , he didn't have the slightest chance of winning, and he didn't give up. He stood aside with his hands tied and admitted defeat.

Gong Yu pointed in the air.

Zhuang Qing let out a muffled snort, and a bloody arrow shot out from his shoulder. He knelt on the ground with his hands on his shoulders, his expression painful.

Gong Yu turned and left.

"Why didn't you kill me?" Zhuang Qing's voice was hoarse.

"Disrespect to the Daoist sect is not a capital crime, why bother to kill evil people recklessly." Gong Yu replied like this, and left casually.

In the next ten days, Gong Yu didn't delay at all, she visited four sects one after another, and defeated the sect's head with the martial arts of the sect.

Gongyu has clear punishments. If there is a big treacherous person, no matter how much the other party kneels down and begs for mercy, she will not forgive him. Instead, she will cut off his head in front of everyone.If you are virtuous but just dissatisfied with Taoist rule, and feel that the Jianghu under Taoist governance is lifeless, Gong Yu will not only not vent his anger, but will point out the maze after defeating the opponent, which is quite the style of a master.

During these ten days, Lin Shouxi was still by her side, looking honest and honest, without the slightest bit of dissatisfaction, not at all like a villain who bullied his master and exterminated his ancestors.

Gong Yu was surprised by his abnormal quietness, and didn't understand what he was thinking.

But Lin Shouxi is still a boy in her eyes, and everything about him is just a boy's 'trick' in her eyes.

Is he really the reincarnation of Master, and if so, should I tell him about it, and how should I face him... Gong Yu often thinks about these things in the dead of night.

While Gong Yu was observing Lin Shouxi, Lin Shouxi was also observing her.

In addition to the beauty and strength in the worldly sense, this Taoist sect master also has an elusive mystery.At night, when Lin Shouxi wakes up, she can always see Gong Yu sitting by the window, with slender and thick black hair hanging down, looking down at the sword. The sword is wrapped in a blue-gray cloth bag, and what she is looking at is not the sword body The blade, but the scabbard, as if some obscure and profound article was engraved on it.

Every time Lin Shouxi approached, Gong Yu would push back the cloth pouch, cover the sword, and fasten the cotton rope.

During these days and months together, Lin Shouxi had never seen this Taoist sect master unleash his sword.

"In this world, there is no one worthy of my sword." Gong Yu replied.

"Then... what is written on your scabbard?" Lin Shouxi asked curiously.

"Writing the creed left to me by Master." Gong Yu said solemnly.

Lin Shouxi didn't ask any further questions. He found that under the cold and arrogant description of the Taoist leader, there seemed to be a gentle field forever hidden. In that field, she was still a young girl, laughing and cursing, willful and unrestrained, and would never grow up.

Gong Yu is also aware of this point. She hides her parents, master, sisters, and her dream-like childhood before the broken wall. Staying true to yourself is key.

Gong Yu even knew that her harshness towards her disciples did not come from her master, this harshness was more like her fantasy of the master's majesty, this fantasy was an iron-like law, and in the hundreds of years after the age of seven Always support her and spur her, even though the master in her heart will always stop at his 16 years old.

The next day, Gong Yu climbed Mount Emei and fought with the head of the Emei School.

The head of the Emei School is a young beauty. She wears a light blue dress with a slender waist and a white gauze cover. She wears her hair in a bun with an elegant and simple wooden hairpin.

There are many good people in the martial arts world. In addition to the Yunding list, there are also beauty lists in the Jianghu. This beauty head of the Emei sect has a great reputation and has almost never been in the top three of the beauty lists.

If there is no way in the world, she should be the number one beauty master.

"Junior Xin Sisu, I have met the sect master." The head of the Emei sect smiled and said.

"Exemption."

Gong Yu responded coldly, and said, "Mt. Emei's sect is full of female disciples. They stay away from the secular world and do neither good nor evil. I don't think you are a competitive person. Why accept this letter of challenge?"

"This junior has admired the name of the sect master for a long time, but I have never seen you. Now I finally have the opportunity. Even if the sect master blames you, this junior wants to see you." Xin Sisu said earnestly.

"Accepting the letter of challenge means becoming an enemy of the Daoist sect, and you have to pay a price." Gong Yu said.

"The junior knows." Xin Sisu said.

"You know you're still so naive?" Gong Yu scolded.

"When people face obsessions, it is inevitable that they will be naive." Xin Sisu's words were somewhat stubborn, and she said, "My lord, do you have no worries and no obsessions at all?"

With his hands behind his back, Gong Yu stood on Mount Emei, looked through the sea of ​​clouds at the turbulent water that surrounded the mountain like a jade belt, pondered for a long time, and said after a long while: "Let's make a move."

Xin Sisu responded.

Her moves were no longer as weak as her words, the first move was like a thunderbolt on the ground, and it was sent to her face in an instant, piercing Gong Yu's face, as if she wanted to push back the white gauze, revealing her mysterious and beautiful face.

Gong Yu stretched out two fingers, pinched Jian Feng in front of Mi Li.

Xin Sisu grasped the sword and exerted strength, trying to take it back, but his body did not stand in a stalemate with it. Instead, he used the sword as the center point, dodged and moved, and tried to get close to him through body skills and fist and kick kung fu. The prodigal son desperately wants the lover of his dreams.

The two beauties continued to fight each other, the white clouds above the cliff were like wisps, and the summer flowers were flying wildly. This battle was surprisingly pleasing to the eye.

In the blink of an eye, Xin Sisu had used more than [-] moves in a row, but failed to get half of the bargain. On the contrary, Gong Yu's movements were like strolling in the courtyard, not fighting at all, more like admiring flowers.

"Emei is one of the three major sects in the world. Its swordsmanship, pointing method, and footwork are all in line with the true meaning of movement and stillness. When you move, you are dragging your feet, and when you are still, you are lifeless. As the head of a sect, is this the only thing you can do?" Gong Asked in a calm tone.

When Xin Sisu heard this, instead of getting angry, she withdrew and backed away, floated to the ground, and lowered her head, like a student being reprimanded by the teacher, bowing her head to reflect.

"Sisu is indeed too introverted." Xin Sisu said softly, "I have a sword, which I got when I watched the moon rising from the river tide on Mount Emei the year before last. Please enlighten me, senior."

Saying that, Xin Sisu put his hand on the sword.

The clear sound of drawing the sword resounded in an instant, and a faint sword light and moonlight bloomed around her waist, but Xin Sisu didn't move his hand, and the sword was still in the sheath. The sound of drawing the sword and the shadow of the sword were just like one hallucinations.

Lin Shouxi also looked at her intently.

At this moment, Xin Sisu is extremely quiet, like the rising of the moon, and it is difficult to find traces. Similarly, she is also extremely moving, like the surging river, never returning. This is the first level of movement, and this level is accommodated by her. Like a painting, the moon and water in the painting are still, and in this stillness, there is a constant flow of time.

"That's kind of like talking." Gong Yu nodded approvingly.

Xin Sisu drew out her sword, this is the real sword out, in the eyes of her disciples, she was still standing on the spot, holding the sword ready to strike, but in the eyes of Gong Yu, the sword was like the summer wind blowing on the veil in front of the fence.

Xin Sisu is like a crane entering the clouds, like a warbler piercing through willows, the sword blooms in her rainbow-like figure, the speed is unimaginable.

This is the sword she is most proud of.

It's a pity that the difference between her Dao realm and Gongyu is too great. Even if she tried her best and slashed out with a peak sword, she still couldn't defeat the opponent.

Gong Yu waved her sleeves like a cloud, rolled her blade with her sleeves, layer upon layer, Xin Sisu's sword seemed to fall into the mud, and the vigorous movement and stillness condensed into "death". She still did not give up, twisted her waist, The body danced along with the hem of the skirt, Xin Sisu took advantage of the gap between turning around, reached behind the hair with his hand, pulled out the hairpin, hid it in the palm of his hand, and stabbed it horizontally.

The moment the hairpin fell off, Xin Sisu's long hair immediately fell down.

The beauty's long hair was pouring down, which should have been extremely beautiful, but this flowing movement was abruptly interrupted by Gong Yu.

Xin Sisu pierced the air with a hairpin. When she regained her senses, she found that the hairpin in her hand had been taken away. At the same time, there was no sign of Gong Yu in front of her. After touching her hair, he inserted the hairpin obliquely to restore her to her original appearance.

"The hidden weapon of the hairpin technique is a small way. If you use it later, you will be beaten." Gong Yu said harshly.

Xin Sisu stood there dumbfounded, she was defeated and didn't know how to speak.

Gong Yu turned and left.

"Senior!" Xin Sisu shouted suddenly, "I... can I see senior?"

Gong Yu's back paused for a moment, but she actually turned her head back and lightly raised the white veil, but she only showed a corner of her face, and in that corner were her shining pupils and ruddy and flirtatious lips.

The power fence fell instantly.

Xin Sisu froze in place, until a long time after Gong Yu left, she was still in a trance.

After descending Mount Emei, Gong Yu went to the last sect on the war book.

The sect is called Zhenzong.

Zhenzong is not far from Mount Emei, and he will arrive in three hours.

Zhenzong was deserted, and his disciples seemed to have dispersed.

Lin Shouxi was surprised to find that the suzerain of Zhenzong was none other than the old man sent by Wanhua to talk to him that day.

Compared to that day, he looked a little older, like a candle in the wind.

Win or lose, this will be his last battle.

The battle ended after half a stick of incense.

Leaning on crutches, the old man leaned against the door as old as he was, looking up at the sky, his eyes became more and more cloudy. Before he died, he said to Lin Shouxi:

"Not being able to meet your master for the last time is the biggest regret of this old man. When your master was drinking with me before, he told me that he wanted to teach you to be number one in the world."

"I will." Lin Shouxi promised.

The old man smiled, showing his jagged yellow teeth, closed his eyes, and finally said, "Look, I didn't lie to you, did I?"

Lin Shouxi was silent for a long time.

He knew what the old man said.

Wanhua sent him that day, and when he left, he said that the master of the Taoist sect was not invincible.

Although he lost today, he also 'won'.

In the previous battle, the old man used Tai Chi martial arts. Out of pride, Gong Yu used the exact same martial arts to fight him. Gong Yu's Tai Chi was like glaciers and snow waves. But the old man's Tai Chi is much simpler, he uses the simplest moves, holding the yin and embracing the yang, returning to the basics, even a little clumsy when he punches, like a child stirring the water in the tank, practicing boxing.

But with this kind of boxing method, in the pure Tai Chi competition, she was better than Gong Yu. She couldn't break his Tai Chi with her own Tai Chi, so she had to break it with her magical fingers.

Although she won, at a certain moment, she lost a bit.

This is not a failure in the true sense, but for Gongyu, it is still unprecedented for hundreds of years.

On the way back, Gong Yu was also much more reticent.

Another two days passed in a blink of an eye.

During the Mid-Autumn Festival, the foot of Mount Emei is very lively.

Gong Yu took Lin Shouxi to watch the moon and watch the lanterns. Together, they traveled through the vast sea of ​​people and watched the fireworks and firecrackers in full bloom, covering the entire sky brilliantly. Afterwards, thousands of Kongming lanterns rose into the sky, chasing the bright moon.

The ancient city is brightly lit, as bright as day.

During the Mid-Autumn Festival, what is told in the major teahouses is not the story of Chang'e flying to the moon, but the story of the master of the Taoist sect. This mysterious woman seems to be more attractive to the world than the illusory fairy Chang'e.

"The world is a big dream, and the world is cool in autumn..."

Lin Shouxi recited the poem that Ji Luoyang recited today two years ago, and now the moon is still bright, but this great enemy of life and death is hidden somewhere.

"The crowd is joyful and lively, why do you have to read this sad poem alone?" Gong Yu asked.

"I didn't read it to Master." Lin Shouxi said.

"Oh?" Gong Yu was not annoyed, but asked with a smile: "Then who are you reading it to?"

"Xiaohe." Lin Shouxi said.

"I still think you don't know." Gong Yu smiled slightly.

When he was admiring the moon just now, there was a huge crowd, a young girl stopped beside him for a while, looking up at the bright moon, thoughtful, but when he looked at her, she immediately pulled away and disappeared into the night.

"How could I not know?" Lin Shouxi said.

Although he only met each other once, he knew that she was Xiaohe, and although he hadn't really met her, she was always by his side.

"Then why don't you go after him?" Gong Yu asked with a smile.

"You said that it's meaningless to catch up with her. I can't keep her now." Lin Shouxi said, "Master is right about that."

"Then what did I say wrong?" Gong Yu asked.

"Conquer." Lin Shouxi said: "Although Xiaohe is delicate and arrogant, she is by no means conquerable. Conquer by force may be exchanged for temporary obedience, but it cannot be exchanged for sincerity."

"How can I get my sincerity?" Gong Yu asked curiously.

"Sincerity can only be exchanged for sincerity." Lin Shouxi said seriously.

Gong Yu giggled: "You mean, I was wrong before?"

"The master is wrong, but I can understand the fault of the master." Lin Shouxi said.

"Huh? What does this mean?" Gong Yu asked.

"Master thinks that Xiaohe can be conquered. The reason is very simple. It's because the master thinks of himself and others." Lin Shouxi looked at her calmly.

"What did you say?" Gong Yu restrained his smile, his expression slightly cold.

"Master himself can be conquered, so he thinks that all girls are the same as you and can be conquered by tyrannical force. You also treat Mu Shijing and Chu Yingchan in the same way, but you don't understand why they are different from you .Of course, Master, you can't understand it yourself, because although you believe in this, you have never been truly conquered." Lin Shouxi paused, and said, "I want to try."

"I want to conquer you, purely by force." Lin Shouxi said.

"Do you know what you're talking about?" Gong Yu sneered.

"I know." Lin Shouxi said: "I have thought about it for a long time, I want to practice martial arts with you, but my opponent will not be Xiaohe."

"You can't beat me." Gong Yu shook his head and said coldly.

"If you can't win, keep fighting until you win."

Lin Shouxi's words were firmer than ever: "I want to teach my master a lesson."

(End of this chapter)