MTL - Thousand Autumns-~ Page 72

The fifteen small face was serious, and he took it seriously: "Yes, Master Shen, the disciples will try hard to feel it."

Shen Yan smiled and drew his sword out of the sheath!

The watershed where they lived was just over the bank and flooded the farmland on both sides of the bank. Now they are ten empty rooms, looking desolate, and the remaining waves of the Yellow River continue to run forward.

At this moment Shen Yun was standing on a big rock standing alone, and beneath him was the rushing Yellow River, roaring as if to devour everything in the world.

Under the sun's rays, the river was shining brightly, the crystals were bright, and Shen Shen was a thin person at first glance, and it was difficult to compete with heaven and earth, but the moment he pulled his sword out of the sheath, the momentum was not inferior. Because of the dazzling reflection of the sword, the sword's spirit overflowed, driving the river more and more surging, and he was all in the sword's spirit, just like the fairy who would go away from the sword.

Fifteen looked completely stunned.

When he followed Guanzhu, although Guanzhu also taught them martial arts, Guanzhu's martial arts itself was average, and it was difficult to describe to them what the advanced martial arts realm was. In the fifteenth time, Guanzhu described that true martial arts masters can Use their own to clean the surroundings, affect the grass and the trees, and be affected by their own minds.

Both the first one and the fifteenth heard utterly ecstatic and longed for it. It would be nice if they could see such an expert in their lifetime.

And now, the vision that once dreamed of it appeared in front of his eyes.

Looking at Shen Yan's tricks, even fifteen people who have just started on martial arts, and can't even talk to people who are new to the door, they can even feel the power of pulling everything, which is beyond his barren language. The picture is also an unforgettable sight in his fifteenth life.

Master, first day, did you see it?

Fifteen fierce tears filled his eyes, and there was even an urge to kneel and cry.

Not only is the fifteenth on the sidelines, but even the Shen who is in it is also in a state of indescribable mystery.

He could feel that his sword qi and the river were moving each other, and they were each other. The sword intended to walk along the limbs and bones, and then the river and the sword of sadness came out from his hands. The heart moved at will, and the sword moved with his heart. The tangible sword was transformed into a white rainbow, passing through the water vapor. Wherever the sword intended, a sudden blast of river water exploded, spectacular and beautiful, with water drops splashing and shining seven colors of light.

Shen Jian's sword trembled, and the man jumped abruptly from the stone without warning. He saw the fifteenth big cry of God and ran to the river in a few steps. However, he saw that Shen Kui fell into the turbulent river and the rabbit rose. Snooze, the sword in his hand is never stopped, endless, Lingbo walks slightly, and feels at ease, as if walking in a leisurely court, with swords and flowers.

He never stayed for anyone. The Yellow River, anxious to devour everything, ran under his feet, but within three feet of his body, he was as gentle as Yuehua to caress the spring breeze, let it be, and let it stay.

The sky is not spring.

The flowing water is ruthless, and the sword is ruthless.

Even the sword of love gallops on the ruthless water, and it is also lonely.

Wherever the sword lights up, if you take one, you will get the best.

After the set of swordsmanship was completed, Shen Yan jumped from the stone in the river to the shore, squinted his eyes and looked back, his eyes were still not very good, maybe because the residual poison had stayed in the body for too long and too deep, even if the foundation was reshaped, There is no way to recover to a level that was so clear in the past.

But this doesn't matter anymore, because when he used that set of swordsmanship, he used his own perception of the surroundings and maintained the connection with the surroundings with swordsmanship, so the foothold was not bad, and it was not detracted by vision This can also be regarded as a willingness and a blessing.

Fifteen was timid by the side and said, "Master Shen, can I really practice in a realm like you in the future?"

Shen Min touched his head and smiled, "Nature is okay, there are three thousand roads, and everyone is different. As long as you study hard, you will certainly be able to achieve it in the future."

Fifteen couldn't help but smile.

This is his first smile since he left Bailongguan.

Shen Yan squatted down and stared up at him: "Your Master ’s death, I know you have not forgotten, I have not forgotten either, we remember it together in your heart, but your Master has a spirit in heaven, and I hope you will be happy and happy, promise me, ever After the Yellow River, we will throw away all the sadness and go forward happily, okay? "

When he mentioned Master, the eyes of Fifteen were a little bit wet again, but he nodded quickly: "Okay, I will live well and practice hard. Being a good person will not disappoint Master or disappoint you. . "

Shen Yan said nothing, only held him tightly for a while before releasing the person, and then holding his hand, large and small figures slowly moved forward along the river.

And the Yellow River, still rolling forward, unchanged forever.

...

The two of them walked unhappy, and the whole course went for several months, until the beginning of August, they did not reach the foot of Mount Tai.

Mount Tai has more than 100 peaks and small peaks. Bixia Sect is not on the top of the dynasty of the ancient emperors, but on the unknown southeast of the northeast.

The Nanzhu Peak is not high, but its location is unique. The mountains are surrounded by strange stones and clear streams. Due to the dangerous terrain, there are few tourists and widowers.

Fifteen is a bit "timid in the hometown", and his heart was uneasy. When Shen Zhen took him up, he couldn't help asking: "Master Shen, do you know what kind of martial art Bi Xiazong is?"

Shen Yun laughed: "Bixia Sect was founded in the Han Dynasty, and now the master is called Zhao Chiying, who is also one of the top ten masters in the world. Brother Zhu said that Zhao Zongzhu was his nephew, so in terms of seniority, you should be Zhao Zongzhu's peers. "

Fifteen grabbed his corner of clothing, but he was not afraid of falling down. In the past few months, he followed Shen Xi's practice of sword training and made rapid progress. Xuandushan's light work "Tiankuo Hongying" came to him. Quarter essence.

"Will you leave when you send me to Bixiazong?"

"Don't you want me to go?" Shen Min teased him intentionally.

Fifteen is a little embarrassed, pursing her lips and smiling.

After the death of Guanzhu and the first day, Shen Lu took care and care, such as Master, and he was regarded as his only loved one in the early 15th day. It can be achieved, but it is accompanied by a very likely separation, and he is not happy at all.

Shen Huan: "Be assured, I won't leave immediately after I arrive, just look at it first."

What he didn't tell the fifteen is that although Bixiazong was once a great faction, it has declined badly in recent years. It was only because of a Wizards Zhao Chiying who hasn't met in a century, that has only slightly boosted his reputation. Alone, Zhao Chiying is even more powerful, and it is a bit difficult to turn the tide. It is said that in recent years, Zhao Chiying has closed the door, and his martial affairs have been taken care of by his brother Yue Kunchi. Zhu Lengquan left the martial arts for sure. I don't know how they will react when they see the fifteenth. If they don't like the fifteen, he can't leave the fifteen here to be wronged.

At fifteen, I do n’t know what Shen Min was thinking about for himself, and he was uneasy in his heart. He was worried that the people in Bixia Sect would not get along well, and he was too far away from Shen Min.

The two quickly climbed to the middle of the mountain, but Shen Min found something wrong.

Generally, if the martial arts are on the mountain, some guards are stricter, and there will be disciples on the foot of the mountain, a little looser, and at the middle of the mountain, you will definitely see people.

But now, seeing that they are almost there, but the figure hasn't seen half, it must be said that it is very abnormal.

Fifteen obviously also noticed that it was inappropriate. He originally caught Shen Ye's robe and quietly loosened it. When he didn't want something to happen, he became a burden that dragged Shen on.

"Master Shen, look!"

Shen Yan's eyes were not good, but fifteen found the broken sword thrown in the grass beside the stone road, bent over, and picked it up for him.

Shen Ye touched the mouth of the broken sword, which was obviously broken with excessive force. No corpse was seen during this time, and the owner of the sword had not fallen, or he had fled.

"Be careful, maybe there is still above, you follow me."

Sure enough, the more you go up, the more weapons there will be, and there will be corpses one after another. I can't tell whether it is Bixia's disciple or someone else's.

Leng Yaofang suddenly heard a distant drink from behind him: "Somebody, stand still!"

The words did not fall, a sword had flew towards the back of fifteen.

Shen Yan heard the movement, his expression remained unchanged, holding fifteen spins, the two of them changed their positions in a blink of an eye, and he himself faced the sword.

Shanhe Tongbei Sword did not even scabbard. He patted his hands sideways with the wind in the wind, and swung his sleeves in a roll, then squeezed the opponent's wrist.

"Long Shen Dao?" The other side snorted.

"Your Excellency?" Shen squinted and could only see a shadowy figure in front of him.

"Under Xia Fanyuanbai, under the gate of Bixia Sect, we have met in Su House," the other said.

Shen Yun thought for a while, and finally got a little impression. On the day he went to the birthday feast of Mrs. Qin in Sufu on behalf of Yan Wushi, and it seemed that he had met the disciples of Taishan Bixiazong.

Fan Yuanbai: "Dare to ask why Shen Daochang is here?"

His tone did not hide his anxiety, but he was still able to endure his temperament. First, he asked politely. First, Fan Yuanbai had a good temper, and second, Shen Yan's performance against Duan Wenyi that day convinced many people, including him.

Shen Zheng briefly explained the relationship between the fifteenth and Bixia Sect, and asked fifteen to show a wooden sign as proof.

Fan Yuanbai took the wooden sign and looked at it for a moment: "I did hear the name of Uncle Zhu, but the inside story is not so good. In this case, the two might as well go up the mountain with me, or I would like to present the matter to the master."

Shen Yun said: "Thank you Fan Langjun, only then did we find the dead sword body along the way. Presumably you should know what happened on the mountain?"