All Heavens Start with Lu Xiaofeng

Chapter 512 The Emissary of Huishan, Murong Wuzhu and Chen Yu (ask for a monthly ticket)

Jianzhou.

a small town.

It was noon.

The restaurant is full of people from three religions and nine streams, among which most people from martial arts still wear swords and swords, and they talk about some events that happened in today's martial arts.

Of course, the most sensational one is the Huishan "Great Snow Order".

Up to now, these three words have already stirred up the situation and shocked people's hearts.

For the vast majority of martial arts people, these three words represent the status of the world and the supreme glory.

It's a pity that the person who can get the "Daxue Order" is either a top expert or the head of the suzerain, who has no chance with ordinary people in the world.

The crazy woman Xuanyuan Qingfeng threw two heavy snow coins into the rivers and lakes at random at first. The reason for her doing so was also very simple, she just wanted to have fun watching a bloody fight.

Of course, the follow-up results did not disappoint her.

Quite a number of martial arts practitioners died in the dark for two pieces of heavy snow tokens, blood flowed like rivers. In the end, the two cups of heavy snow tokens fell into the hands of two middle sects respectively.

"There is a lot of rain during the Qingming Festival, and the passers-by on the road want to lose their souls." Someone whispered and sighed: "As expected of the unprecedented Murong Shuangkui, a 'heavy snow order' stirred up the world and made countless people in the rivers and lakes lose their souls. Let's see, what kind of tricks he wants to play when he makes such a big battle."

"Hehe, I'm afraid that if you want to see it, people will still look down on you." Someone showed a sneer on his face: "Anyone who can get the Daxue Order is a famous figure in the world. What virtue and ability do you have?"

"Hey, if the mountain doesn't come, it's me. I'll just go to the mountain. Could it be that my old Li's two legs have grown for nothing? Even if you can't go up to the Daxueping, it's great to see the demeanor of those super masters up and down."

"I was traveling with Uncle Li. It is rumored that Huishan has added another envoy of Huishan, who is also a rouge beauty critic. In this way, the 'Exclusive Double Chief' Murong Tonghuang, 'Jinghong Fairy' Chen Yu, and 'Tianxue' Fairy Murong Wuzhu, "Sensual and Beautiful Shuangjia" Li Baishi, "Soul-Destroying Rakshasa" Xuanyuan Qingfeng. In addition to this, "No. [-] in the Rouge Review" Nangong Pushe, Huishan has six big names in the Rouge Review Beauty. Even if you don't go to see the big men in the rivers and lakes, seeing one of the beauties is enough to satisfy your heart."

With a heavy snow order, the entire martial arts world boiled.

There was a young Taoist priest in the restaurant, he also heard the conversation of the people, smiled, and continued to deal with the food in front of him.

There was nothing unusual about the young Taoist priest, but there were also sharp-eyed martial arts experts who were a little surprised when they saw that the Taoist priest's costume was from Wudang Mountain.

As a Taoist holy place as famous as Longhu Mountain, the Taoist priests of Wudang Mountain are extremely low-key. They neither travel in rivers and lakes nor in temples.

Someone came over, set up a table with the Taoist priest, and chatted with each other.

It is rumored that Taoist priests in Wudang Mountain are very friendly, and it is true.

It's just that when someone asked about the name of the Taoist name, he just smiled, changed the subject, and cleverly didn't answer the question.

Suddenly, the young Taoist cast his eyes on the restaurant.

The martial artist at the same table followed his gaze, but couldn't help holding his breath.

Rao is the martial arts person who is at the same table with the Taoist priest. He claims to be well-informed and is an old Jianghu, so he can't help but feel amazed at this moment.

But in front of the restaurant, there was a woman walking in slowly, dressed in white and skirt, with black hair like a waterfall, smiling sweetly, with the posture of overwhelming the country and the city, different from ordinary people.

Its temperament is ethereal like a fairy, but it also reveals a kind of shocking and soul-stirring charm.There is also a sense of holiness like ice and snow on a mountain, without any dust, like a heaven and a man descending into the world.

The restaurant was originally a noisy and noisy place, but as the woman walked in, it became completely silent. Countless people stared at the girl in white in a daze.

The woman in white walked gracefully towards the inn, in the direction of the young Taoist priest.

The young Taoist quickly stood up, blushing a little awkwardly, and said: "Wudang Li Yufu, I have seen Miss Murong."

The woman in white giggled, her shining eyes flicked on the young Taoist priest: "You don't have to be restrained, Master Li, our Huishan Mountain is very close to your Wudang Mountain. But you are also right, don't stay on Wudang Mountain, run away What are you doing down the mountain? Let me have a meal and find it."

The young Taoist scratched his head: "Uncle Hong asked me to take over the position of head and come out for a walk, to see the mountains and rivers, and to gain more experience."

The girl in white rolled her eyes: "Don't listen to that guy Hong Xixiang's nonsense, he never went down the mountain before he became the head teacher. After he became the head teacher, he just went down the mountain to pick up sister Xu, very lazy. Before Tong Huang I also found something for him to do for a few days, so as not to get sick. I think he gave up the position of head teacher to you so that he can spend more time with sister Xu."

The young Taoist bowed his head and smiled without retorting.

After this conversation, everyone in the inn finally understood the identities of these two people.

The young Taoist is probably another Wudang master, Li Yufu, after Wang Chonglou who built the Great Yellow Court and Hong Xixiang who rode a crane down to the south of the Yangtze River.

As for the girl in white who seemed to take away the brilliance of the world, the sun and the moon, as bright as ice and snow when she appeared on the stage, she must be the "Sky Snow Fairy" Murong Wuzhu.

Sure enough, the woman in white flipped her slender hand, and a bronze token appeared in her palm, and threw it to the young Taoist opposite, smiling.

"The heavy snow order is given to you. Remember to go to Huishan on Qingming Festival, otherwise you and your uncle will be beaten up. Emperor Tong takes this matter very seriously and will not show mercy."

Immediately, he sighed again: "Tong Huang is really, let us little girls do such a tiring job, and I don't feel pity at all."

"I know Xiaodao, I will be there on time." The young Taoist nodded.

The woman in white chatted with the young Taoist priest for a while, then turned around and was about to leave.

"Murong...Fairy." A young woman stood up suddenly, blushing, "I want to join Huishan too."

The woman in white turned her head and smiled, "Come on, I like you, little girl."

Murong Wuzhu still left, and the moment her back disappeared from everyone's sight, the whole inn boiled like a pot of boiling water.

Some people were extremely excited, but regretted that they were too nervous before and didn't have time to say hello to Fairy Tianxue.

As for Li Yufu, seeing that the situation was not right, he also oiled the soles of his feet.

.........

The Sword Tomb of the Wu Family, together with Beiliang Prince's Mansion and Emperor Wu City, are known as the Three Great Forbidden Lands, and it is known as the birthplace of sword celestial beings.

Jianzhong has an abyss of history, which can be traced back to more than 1000 years ago. The family has passed down the Kuzuo swordsmanship, abandoning the sword's intentions to seek natural sword moves, using sword moves to the extreme, and the rules are cumbersome.In the peak period, he drew swords from east to west, and nine swords broke ten thousand riders, which shocked the world. It was a rich and colorful comparison in the history of Jianghu, ranking first in Jianghu, far from the half-baked Dongyue Jianchi.

Besides, there is a sword burial mountain in the Wu Family Sword Tomb, filled with hundreds of thousands of ancient swords, famous swords, broken swords, and broken swords...

Ordinary people's children catch the week when they are one year old, and the descendants of the Wu family will not walk until they are born, and the elders will lead the children to Jianshan Mountain, and they can go down the mountain only after finding a sword of life.

Today, an uninvited guest came to Burial Sword Mountain.

It was a woman in wooden hairpin plain clothes.

Not to mention the stunning appearance, but just the temperament of the empty valley and orchid, it is heartbreaking.

Chen Yu raised his head, his eyes rolled, and he looked at the famous Burial Sword Mountain.

At first glance, there is not much difference between Burial Sword Mountain and ordinary mountains. On top of the blue rocks, the vegetation is thick and the vines are spreading.But if you look carefully, you can find swords with handles and handles everywhere among the vines and blue rocks, some are long and some are short, some are beautiful and some are rough, thousands of them are magnificent.

Chen Yu thought of what a sword slave said before going up the mountain.

"Buried in the Sword Mountain, tens of thousands of swords are buried. Not only people choose swords, but also swords choose people. You can't take it by force, you can only use the heart of the sword and the sword's intention, and react with the sword itself, otherwise you will be pierced by thousands of swords, and no one can save you. .”

"Sword heart? Sword intent?"

Chen Yu's thoughts changed.

The next moment, a majestic sword intent emanated from her delicate body like a weak willow supporting the wind, rushing into the sky.

The three sword techniques of Liuguang, Qingcheng, and Nirvana circulated in his heart, and the sword intent became more and more intense, turning into substance and rippling like waves.

Buzz! !

Burial Sword Mountain was trembling and responding.

Do not!
To be more precise, it was the countless swords inserted into the Burial Sword Mountain that were responding, humming and trembling.

Maybe tens of thousands of swords trembled, maybe hundreds of thousands of swords trembled.

But there is no doubt that this is a mighty and extremely spectacular scene.

The trembling sound resounded through the sky, and the invisible sword energy dispersed, breaking through the blue clouds.

Chen Yu looked up at the trembling swords.

I feel something.Perhaps any sword could fly into her hand as long as he had a thought.

But she can only choose one sword in the Wu Family Sword Tomb, so she needs to be cautious.

Chen Yu didn't choose blindly, but walked up the mountain step by step, swaying his sword intent all the time, sensing the swords around him.

"Who is this? Can he attract the appearance of thousands of swords?"

In the sword mound of the Wu family, a haggard swordsman and sword slave raised their heads and looked towards the Burial Sword Mountain.A hint of envy occasionally appeared in the dry eyes.

"In recent years, only the old sword god Li Chungang and...Deng Taiah have been able to make such a noise, when did my Wu family produce such a genius of swordsmanship?"

"It's not from the Wu family. I saw it earlier. It's Chen Yu, one of Huishan's envoys, the 'Jinghong Fairy'. This girl was taught the Three Swords by Emperor Murong Tong. The sword mound of the Wu family should also send a 'Daxue order', and take away a sword by the way."

"I wonder if she will take off that famous sword."

About an hour later, the burial sword was full of dragon chant again.

On this day, Chen Yu got the sword "Se Hong".

The name of the sword comes from a poet surnamed Bai.

There is a poem that says: A setting sun spreads in the water, half of the river is rustling and half of the river is red
……

Qingdu River.

The river is rolling.The waves are still there.

On the banks of the Qingdu River, a large group of martial artists with swords and swords has gathered, looking at the busy travels, most of them are not local tycoons.

Years ago, Fairy Jinghong and Fairy Tianxue came here, and together they suppressed a young mad monk from the Western Regions to the Qingdu River.Leave a sentence "Wait until the eve of Qingming, someone will naturally let you out."

Now that Qingming is approaching, it is estimated that Huishan will release the young monk.

By the way, Fairy Murong called this person "Liu Songtao", he is suspected to be the ninth generation Zhulushan leader, and he was also a demon leader who killed the withered world like Gao Shulu back then.

Therefore, many people came from thousands of miles to see the demeanor of the leader of the Demon Cult.

Most of the people who came to release Liu Songtao were one of the four envoys from Huishan.

Those are all beauties on the Rouge Review, and they can prolong life by looking at them.

Unfortunately, they are destined to be disappointed.

Of course, it could be even more exciting.

"The sky and the earth are useful, but they can be used as quilts. The sun and the moon are useful to illuminate the universe. Kunlun is useful, and I come to the mountains. Compassion is useful, and all living beings are one. The great river is useless, nourishing all things..."

On this day, a crane came from Wudang.

There is a Wudang immortal on the back of the crane, and there is a fluttering red dress.

"Liu Songtao, Ching Ming is approaching, if you don't come out at this time, when will you wait?"

The fairy's voice seemed to come from the sky, ethereal.

The immortal on the crane's back had a smile on his face, holding a woman in red in his arms.

Boom! !
The surface of the river exploded, setting off a wall of water tens of feet high, and many martial arts practitioners were drowned.

A middle-aged monk came out of the river, his forehead still bleeding profusely.

He shook his body to shake off the slightly fishy river water, and his wet clothes immediately became dry.

"What a crane riding fairy, I, Liu Songtao, want to see how powerful the fairy is now!?"

Liu Songtao was suppressed underwater for several months, and he was suffocating with anger, and was about to find someone to vent out.

As for the so-called immortals, of course they were killed by him and dare not show their faces?
He swung his palm downward, and suddenly the river surged out, turning into a water sword, and flying into his hand.

A sword stabbed out.

Has the demeanor of a sword fairy.

Then it was gently and skillfully swung away by a dust whisk.

The Immortal Crane Rider said with a smile, "Whether you want to fight or answer, go to Huishan, and the trail will not accompany you."

"Goodbye."

Another flick of the whisk in his hand.

The three thousand silver threads on the whisk instantly turned into three thousand wind and thunder.

Liu Songtao raised his sword to block.

The water sword in his hand exploded immediately, and his whole body fell towards Qingdu River like a meteorite.

When Liu Songtao got out of the water again, his face was pale, and he looked at the shadow of the crane receding into the sky, and shouted loudly: "May I ask who is the expert?"

"Wudang, Hong Xixiang."

"Hee hee, and the Xu family, Xu Zhihu."

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