Heirs of the Seven Swords of the Qin Dynasty

Chapter 1517 Tianzong Xiaomeng
  "so……"

According to the rules figured out by Shao Yu and Shi Lan, Tian Ming and the others passed through the central land and headed west to the end of the corridor.

Here, it is still a door.

Tianming stepped forward and reached out to hold the door handle, turning to look at Shaoyu Shilan, "...this should be the exit, right?"

Shao Yu shrugged and replied, "You'll know if you open the door."

Tianming curled his lips, turned back, and then opened the door.

The dazzling sunlight suddenly shone into the corridor. Tianming subconsciously squinted his eyes and covered his eyelids with his hands.

Shao Yu and Shi Lan were not directly stimulated at close range. They just narrowed their eyes slightly and walked towards Tian Ming.

Afterwards, the three of them left the corridor together.

Outside, there is the edge of the upper deck of the mirage. Standing on the edge, you can overlook the scenery of a small half of the first deck.

Finally leaving the endless loop of the courtyard maze, the three of them were in a good mood. They were about to enjoy the scenery to soothe their mood, but at this moment they heard a cold and charming voice coming from the side:

"Haha... I didn't expect you guys to actually come out. It's worth waiting here for so long."

The three of them immediately turned to look in the direction from which the sound came, and saw Da Siming, who was wearing a tight black and red dress, fiddling with the long hair on his forehead with his bright red hands, staring at them.

The three people's hearts tightened suddenly.

Oops!

………………

Xiaoshengxian Village, outside the Kendo Hall.

The disciples on duty bowed and saluted to welcome the arrival of Fusu and others:
  "The kendo hall is cleaned and ready to welcome His Royal Highness and all distinguished guests."

Fu Nian, the leader, nodded to him and immediately led Fusu and others in.

The Kendo Hall, as the name suggests, is a place where Confucian disciples learn and compete in swordsmanship, which can also be said to be a place where they learn martial arts.

Because the martial arts of Confucian disciples is basically swordsmanship, and other weapons, including fists and feet, are not within the scope of their learning.

The Kendo Hall is loved by young and energetic Confucian disciples. There is only one exception - Tian Ming. It goes without saying why.

The jade-green floor is paired with the surrounding indigo curtains, coupled with the intensive large windows for lighting, making the entire gym shine in emerald green.

The green light and shadow in the eyes makes people feel relaxed and happy, and the mood is soothing, but it is just right and will not make people dizzy.

At this time, couches have been laid out in the hall, and a table has been placed at the top position - it was provided for Fusu.

Everyone sat down one by one, with Fusu sitting at the top. The three Confucian Qi and Lu masters sat on Fusu's left side in turn, and people from the imperial side sat on Fusu's right side.

In addition, many Confucian disciples came to watch the battle.

Since it is a competition, there must be an audience to witness it.

After everyone sat down, Fusu looked at Zhao Gao immediately:

"Ling Zhao, you just said that Master has arrived, where is she now?"

Zhao Gao clasped his hands and saluted, and replied in a feminine voice, "Young Master, you are right here!"

"Huh?" Fusu frowned, and then suddenly glanced vaguely at the open space in the center of the gym.

Immediately afterwards, there was a sudden commotion among the Confucian disciples around them, and they seemed to feel that there was some disharmony in the surrounding environment.

Just when everyone was at a loss, a blue and purple Tai Chi Yin and Yang fish suddenly appeared on the floor in the center of the gym.

The blue and purple flow, the yin and yang reciprocate, the Tai Chi diagram dissipates like smoke in a blink of an eye, the smoke disperses without chaos, and gathers towards the sky.

At the same time, an ethereal and cold female voice sounded:

"There is no me in the world, I am everywhere!" Accompanied by the female voice, a graceful and graceful figure vaguely emerged from the blue-purple smoke.

After seeing this scene, Fusu immediately understood that the person he invited had indeed arrived long ago.

He couldn't help but glance at Zhao Gao quietly from the corner of his eye.

It seemed that the leader of the snare was much stronger than he expected, and he was the first to notice that people had arrived.

On Fusu's left hand side, Fu Nian was slightly startled, but he recognized what the method was.

With its light, with its dust, pure and beautiful, it seems to exist!

This is the supreme Taoist philosophy - to be in harmony with light and dust. It seems that the person Fusu invited is really her...

Fu Nian couldn't help but sigh secretly in his heart.

Although he had heard that the new head of Tianzong had finally been released recently, he never expected that Fusu would invite her here.

Is it possible that the aloof Tianzong... also wants to get involved?

Gongsun Linglong, who was holding a mask and a fan, was brave. Seeing this bizarre scene, on the one hand, she felt novel, but on the other hand, she was also concerned about the strangeness:

"Ouch, what a big scene, I want to scare people to death!"

Li Si, who was next to her, slightly raised the corners of his mouth and smiled, probably recognizing the identity of the person.

Chu Nangong, whose face was full of hair, eyebrows and beard, had no expression, or even if he did, he couldn't see clearly.

Amidst everyone's different thoughts, in the hazy purple mist, the visitor finally officially appeared:
  "Mysterious and mysterious, the door to all mysteries!"

The same ethereal voice, long snow-white hair, a pair of snow-white eyebrows, a pair of gray eyes, and a strange sword with a whisk-shaped tip.

The lower body is covered with a tight-fitting long skirt with bamboo patterns and green bottom. The smooth legs between the skirts can be vaguely seen under the breeze. On the feet are a pair of strappy high heels. The upper body is tied with two gauze ribbons around the neck, hanging. Wearing a tight-fitting tube top skirt, revealing half of the snow-white nape of her neck, she looked at Fusu quietly with an unwavering expression on her face.

This person is none other than Xiao Meng, the new head of the Taoist Tian Sect who has been separated from Gu Xun for ten years!
  Of course, the new head is just the outside world's opinion. In fact, it has been many years since she took over.

It's just that because she has been in retreat and the outside world doesn't know enough about Tianzong, her view of her is 'new'.

Xiaomeng's appearance out of thin air frightened many Confucian disciples who did not understand the situation of Tianzong, causing a commotion.

"This...is this a human or a ghost? Why did it suddenly appear!?"

An older and more knowledgeable disciple quickly scolded in a low voice:

"Don't talk nonsense, this is the new head of the Taoist Tian Sect!"

The young disciple was even more surprised, "Head of Tianzong...why is he a young woman!?"

At this time, Fusu stood up, bowed his hands to Xiaomeng, and greeted loudly:

"Master Xiaomeng!"

As soon as Fusu spoke out, the Confucian disciples immediately fell silent and did not dare to talk anymore.

When Fu Nian, Li Si and others saw Fu Su standing up, they had no choice but to follow suit whether they wanted to or not.

Fusu looked at the graceful and otherworldly Xiao Meng, glanced at both sides, smiled and praised:

"When Confucius visited Lao Tzu, he praised him for being like a dragon evil."

"Everyone in the world thought these were just words of humility. But today, after seeing Master Xiaomeng's grace, I realized they were words from the bottom of my heart!"

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the people on the Confucian side and the Imperial side changed slightly.

Fusu's interpretation of Confucius' meeting with Lao Tzu in this way is somewhat like using Confucianism as a cushion to support Taoism.

(End of this chapter)