As the hour of Hai is about to end, the horizontal sparse shadows walk through the long and humid underground rock road and come to the Skeleton Rock.
She was wearing the weird and weird wooden female face, covered her black scarf, and covered her long hair. Her delicate and erect body was covered by a large black velvet cloak that dragged the ground. In addition, her three-layer Ubud shirts (shoulder armor) with thick shoulders, she looked like a monster soul climbing up from the underworld. It was hard for humans and ghosts to distinguish, let alone male and female.
Heng Shuying was born in a brothel and did not understand martial arts. However, the man was able to escape under the heavy guard of Liuying City without knowing her. She assumed that the rest of the Gushu members were also top experts with superb skills.Although Heng Shuying has already made her promise from the moment she joined the organization, she is not afraid of death, so why are she afraid of it?However, every time she gathered, she carefully brought such self-defense weapons to prevent sudden changes during the meal and endangering herself.
In the blink of an eye, the rock road was about to end, and a rectangular stone door carved out from the mountain wall was revealed. Some green and strange light was emitted from the door, and someone had arrived first.At every gathering, the first person to arrive at Jiuyouquan Skull Rock to prevent the rest of the people from talking to each other and contacting them privately.
The horizontal sparse shadows eliminated the fireworks in the paper lantern and took out a small candlestick of white bones.The candlestick carved into a human skull, which is only slightly larger than the ordinary man's fists. The carvings are exquisite and realistic, and it is difficult to distinguish the authenticity. The whole body is as white as snow, without the warmth of ivory or pearls, and not like jade, but like bone porcelain lime burned after fire, which is so white that it is so white.
A small piece of blue candle on the pedestal is like jade, with sparse shadows on the tinder and tinder on the tinder, and the heart of the stamens is puff!A small green green flaming seedling bloomed. Although there was no smoke, the air was filled with a strong and uncomfortable fragrance. I couldn't smell what kind of burning material it was mixed with.
Heng Shuying was so scared that she staggered when she smelled it for the first time, and almost threw the candlestick down, her delicate body trembling constantly.
Very familiar?The man looked down at her, and two sharp lights burst out from the deep mask's eye hole.Heng Shuying shivered, but this time, probably the only time, not because of his cold and vast gaze, but from the strong, dull and dead fragrance.
What did you... remember?
She remembered that she was huddled in the cracks of the rocks, holding her head and trembling desperately, and she wanted to shake the terrifying scenes that swarmed out of her mind: the dry human heads shrank to half the size, piled up like mountains; the flesh and blood were burned by the fire, and the rotten and eroded appearance was left, leaving only white skulls, flickering, white without any impurities... In order to conceal the strong stench of the ferocious scent of the corpse, people piled up green leaves and fragrant flowers on the ruins burned into ashes...
Heng Shuying suddenly came back to her senses, bit her lips and dispelled her traits, and walked to the stone gate with the candle.
The halo of the green candle and green flame can only shine within one foot of the surrounding area, and the rest is only pitch black.Looking at the flames of ghost fire, three strange wooden masks were floating in the darkness, and the wooden ghost face was empty, which was very terrifying.
Heng Shuying knew that in the eyes of the other three, she was also a monster face hanging in the air, which was the wonderful use of the green candle flame.She has been here for dozens of times, and still has no idea whether the meeting place is round or square, how many entrances and exits, whether there are other institutions around her arrangements, etc.
In the darkness, no one dares to act rashly.Maybe a few steps out of the stone gate will be a huge pit. With such a shock, before the man appeared, the other members would only hide in the darkness in silence, as if this was the last bit of security left.
Today's situation is extremely unusual.The hour was about to pass, but only four masks came, and two people had not appeared late, including the person who convened the meeting. This was something that had never happened before.The members of Gushing do not know each other, and are not allowed to spy or leak, and those who violate the situation will die; the only one who has the identity of all members is that person - letting the members be alone is definitely not what he likes to see.
Time passes by the ticking sound of water on the rock walls.The cave was damp and cold. Even though Hengshuying wore a cold travel suit under her black robe, she still felt cold in her hands and feet; the water vapor under the ground penetrated the bones, and it was very difficult to bear if there were countless small needles pricking the forehead.
I don’t know how long it took, but someone suddenly spoke.
Where is the ancient wood kite?He asked someone to stand up, but he was hiding his head and tail. What does this mean?
The green flames in the northwest swayed, obviously caused by the candle-holding people's words.It was a tiger-shaped mask, with its mouth and teeth exposed, and it was lifelike, just like a sudden movement and a sudden turn of head and roaring, and it felt cold as if it was a time to devour people.
The code name of this wooden ghost face is Shenxihu.
And the ancient wood kite in Shenxihu's mouth is the one who summoned the Gushe organization with one hand.
Heng Shuying had no impression of Shenxihu, and the two had no intersection. The masks in the northwest direction in memory were always silent. This was the first time since the Guzhe rally. It was a pity that they could not make more judgments from their voices.The face has a special reed mechanism that can cleverly change the voice of a human being. No matter who wears a mask, he can only make a unique and weird sound that belongs to that mask.
The other two masks were ignored.
The cicada-shaped mask in the northeast is the tall willow cicada. It sounds as its name, and is extremely sharp. However, the tone of speaking is very slow, the wording is cautious and careful, and the cold tone is occasionally a bit of ginger-spicy.Heng Shuying never thought that the owner of the mask would be a woman, and even worse, she was probably an elderly senior who had experienced training.
The mask located in the west is carved into the shape of a bird with wings, called the Lower Swallow. The giant wings covering the face seem to be the roots of the feathers, and they look like two side-by-side palms covered with scales. Two round eye holes are opened on the top, making people stand out all over their bodies, making them look terrifying and disgusting.In addition to Gu Muquan, the other absent mask is Wuxia Ape, and the Konglin Night Ghost with Hengshuying is Gushing Six people.
The Wuxia Ape hasn't arrived yet, do you have to wait any longer?We've been waiting for a while, why don't we go away first?The deep stream tiger's voice was low and deafening, like a beast's roar, and its frivolous tone was quite inappropriate.
But no one paid any attention to him.
The people who crawl are all evil spirits who crawled back from hell; those who support them to survive are nothing but the object of revenge and their own desires.Compared to the painful torture in purgatory, what is it to be waiting for an hour in the cold and bone-blooded underground cave?Heng Shuying sneered in her heart and chose to remain silent.
Two green flames lit up one after another, and a monkey face emerged from the void in the northeast. The two pointed fangs were not scary. What was really scary was its grinning and human-like expression, which looked gloomy in the darkness.At the top of the north, the green glowing flames drew a bird-shaped mask with a giant beak like a hook and a flying feather like a blazing feather, and the owner of Guzhao suddenly appeared.
You guys have been waiting for a long time.The sound of the ancient wooden kite is hollow and dull, like a machine spring vibrating.The monotonous sound line, like a dead wood and without any sign of life, was chilling with the huge echo in the cave.Today's meeting was due to an urgent situation.If the matter of the piano demon changes, you must discuss it with you.
It is reported that the Qin Demon is dead. After verification, this information should have more than 90% accuracy.The one who spoke was Xia Honghu: If you personally arrange to take action, even Wei Wuyin would not be able to escape the disaster.Everyone is dead, what else can I do?
Gu Muyuan's cold eyes shot straight towards her through the dark nothingness.
Heng Shuying cleared her throat--although through Konglin Yegui's mask, her crisp and beautiful voice would become blurred and slutty, and she would completely remove the recognition of her voice, tone, and even the tone of her words, which was no similar to Heng Er, the manager of Bairiliu Cinema.
It is believed that before his death, Qin Mo passed the secret of the demon sword to a disciple of Liu Cinema called Geng Zhao.The young man claimed to be the successor of the Sword Emperor. He fought with the sword master who was possessed by the Sky Rift Knife at Liu Cinema, and forced the human sword to separate the sword. His skills should not be underestimated.
Oh, is it the disciple of the sword emperor Wu Dengyong?There was a hint of fluctuation in the voice of Wuxia ape.
In my opinion, the boy had nothing to do with the Sword Emperor, he was just talking nonsense.Heng Shuying answered calmly.
If this is true, you should not be careless.Next Honghu interface:
Since he is not Wu Dengyong's apprentice, he has the ability to suppress the Tianli Sword, he must have been the traitor of the Qin Demon.What did Wei Wuyin send to him?Just relying on verbal explanations, I will never pass on what I know and can to others overnight... Is the young man named Geng Zhao possible that he was secretly accepted by Wei Wuyin?
Mo San and Mu Si are both beloved disciples of Mr. Wei, and they cannot control the demon sword.Gu Muyuan said in a deep voice: It is urgent to find out what the young man surnamed Geng has inherited from the Qin Demon, and can suppress the sky split as soon as possible.You are responsible for this matter, investigate it within three days and respond quickly.
Three days?The horizontal and sparse shadows shook.
Gu Muquan did not answer.This is a command rather than a query, and it is necessary to respond without response.
He paused and said in a deep voice: You guys, since the demon sword is out, there is no chance of turning back on the plan.If you succeed, you will eventually get a perfect result if you are bound to be a bloody enemy and a lifelong enemy who wants to kill them. If you fail, you will never be able to get a disaster and you will never be able to become a ghost in purgatory.Remember: There must be no flaw in the plan. If you make the right choice, my promise to you will be fulfilled.
There was a dead silence in the dark space.
Heng Shuying was sweating, calmed down and asked again: If the investigation resulted, the young man did get the secret to cracking the demon sword from the magic place of the piano, what should he do?
The cold eyes of sword shot again, Heng Shuying was frightened and could hardly meet her.
What do you think?The monotonous voice like a spring is not filled with emotion.
Heng Shuying couldn't answer.
Gu Muyuan Pingping said: Our plan is only allowed to succeed, not fail.If you kill a piano demon, there will never be another piano demon in this world. My answer is to kill.What do you guys think?Xia Honghu said: This guy is very skilled, and although he is not yet in a state of chaos, he will naturally kill him to avoid the long night and dreams.
Since Wu Dengyong is not interested, I am not interested.Wuxia Ape said: Kill.
Gu Muquan looked at her left first glance, and Gao Liuchan said slowly: Kill.
Only two people are left yet to express their opinions.When Gu Muquan decides things, he never asks others' opinions; this move is by no means a consultation, but a test of loyalty.Heng Shuyingxiang was sweating profusely, and ten pointed nails almost pinched into the flesh of the palm. Unexpectedly, the only one who might stand aside with him was the frivolous and lazy Shenxihu.
Geng Zhao's fate has been decided and cannot be changed.She must save herself now.
Just as I was about to speak, I suddenly heard Shenxihu say: Oh, this matter is settled?If the boy named Geng is the second-class piano demon, he will be able to save trouble; if not, then don't pay attention to him.Everyone is doing such a big business and has many things to do, so there is no need to hang around in such a place.As soon as he opened his mouth, Gu Muquan knew something was wrong, so he suddenly turned his head and a sharp light shot out from his eye hole.
Shenxihu wanted to smile and shrugged, but suddenly his eyes were like a sword. He suddenly broke his eyes and pierced his skull. Even the back of his head started to ache. He quickly turned his eyes away and was secretly shocked: Damn, what a powerful old monster!
Heng Shuying got him relieved, and he thought clearly, thinking to himself: That's right.How can there be something in the world that can be achieved overnight by magical powers?Geng Zhao's behavior may have other reasons, and it may not be related to the Qin Magic.After calming down, he responded calmly: If he hinders our plans, he should eliminate them to prevent future troubles.
Gu Muyuan nodded with satisfaction and said in a deep voice: Let's go!When the five swords are released and the sword master appears, we will call you to discuss the next action.
The green and miserable fireworks were extinguished one by one, and the four ghost faces were sank into the darkness one after another, and in the end only two masks were left facing each other.Something is wrong?The tone of the ancient wood kite is still flat.
You promised me that you would never let Liu Cinema get involved in trouble.Heng Shuying suppressed her anger and gritted her teeth and said: Now that the red eyes are carried back by Geng Zhao, the thousands of kalpas fall in Wusheng Sword in Hongluo Valley. Tianli and his sword master are even more stunning. The Eight Desolate Sword Inscription of Yue Chenfeng!With three of the five swords present, how can Liu Cinema be spared?
Gu Muyuan said indifferently: With your intelligence and talent, it is not difficult to give out three more swords, and my guarantee to you is still valid.Or do you want me to tell others that when they plan to complete the task, they must not move the Daylight Cinema so that they can teach them to see through your identity?
Heng Shuying was speechless.
Gushing The six people were all talented, otherwise they would not be able to hide behind the scenes and use demon swords to manipulate the martial arts world.The method of Gu Muquan's defence in the underworld has always only explained the task goals, but the members set up the plan to complete it themselves; they only seek the results, but do not ask about the means.If the other four people were instructed not to move to the cinema without any movement, Heng Shuying's identity would definitely be exposed, which was something she would never want to happen.
You only have three days.Once the deadline is up, even if the truth cannot be found, Geng Zhao must be removed in order to avoid any change.He said coldly: I believe you know very well that your trouble is not just three demon swords.The body of Qin Demon is still in Zhuchengshan. Before the past, the four sword gates come to the door sooner or later; the General's Mansion in Zhendong was determined to interfere in the competition of the three mansions, and Dugu Tianwei got into Yue Chenfeng again... If you can't handle it, Liu Cinema will be in trouble.
In fact, she had been thinking about these questions all day long.
The faint fragrance floating in the East China Sea is so famous that the shadow of the horizontal shining shadow will not sit and wait for death, but the preparations are not yet thorough and troubles are coming one after another. She is as smart as her, and she can't help but feel a little weak and exhausted.
If Liu Cinema is destroyed, you are just a mediocre person. There are only extraordinary immortals in Gushe, and there is nowhere for mediocre people to accommodate.Only this time, I will treat you as a weak and ordinary woman, saying wise words, remember that you have no chance of a second time.leave!
Heng Shuying's face turned pale and clenched her pink fist tightly, biting her lips without saying a word.puff!The green flames disappeared, and the mountain ghost mask, which was both weird and desolate, scattered into the darkness. The sound of tiny footsteps disappeared in the wet, cold and dark corridor for a moment.
Gu Muquan did not leave.Until it was confirmed that everyone else had gone far, a strange green flame suddenly lit up again, and a cicada-shaped mask carved with ancient and rotten wood appeared silently.
Are you injured?Gao Liuchan's tone was still slow and he could not hear the ripples and undulations.
Wei Wuyin is Wei Wuyin after all, and it is very difficult to deal with.Gu Muyuan said lowly: Fortunately, that man has excellent medical skills and is no longer seriously injured after applying medicine and bandaging. He will be fine after a few days of rest.However, Geng Zhao's affairs were very difficult.Speaking of this, there was a subtle change in the sound of the tablet: You have spent so much effort on him, and it is difficult for you to kill.
The subtle changes covered by the reeds did not escape Gao Liuchan's ears.
If I really felt heartbroken, would you like to laugh at me as weak and affectionate?The old man snorted coldly and said slowly: You and I have made great calculations, but Wei Wuyin has no idea that he has this trick.If he implemented the rumored method of taking over the body on Geng Zhao, it may interfere with and make significant changes, or the effect may be surprisingly good, and the consequences will be difficult to reverse.Since I asked Geng Zhao to come to Zhuchengshan, I have been ready to abandon my son, but it is a pity to pick this critical point.
There is only one way to avoid exogenous twigs.Gu Muyuan said coldly.
Since I nodded, there is no reason to regret it.It's just that you have to promise one thing.
explain.
If Heng Shuying's little girl could not kill Geng Zhao, she would have to keep him.
Gu Muyuan suddenly turned her head and looked directly at Huang Zhuo's eyes behind the mask.
Isn't my biological child, and I have such boring feelings?He said coldly: You are old, just like the girl named Heng, you have begun to become emotional; at the end of the day, you still want to protect him.If Heng Shuying fails, I will kill him personally, and Wei Wuyin is a role model.
Gao Liuchan laughed with a spit.
You're wrong.What is the use of retaining something without value?The old man hummed and smiled and said slowly:
The key to taking over the body of the Dafa and the Demon Sword is the same Gu.The demon swords seize people's will and kill each other with the purpose of fighting to be the Gu King; and the great method of taking over the body pours spiritual consciousness into other people's bodies and fighting to control their bodies is also the strong and the weak are destroyed. The two are connected regardless of the source and flow of the source.The young lady in Heng family is not a good-looking lamp. If she can't kill Geng Zhao, it proves that the child is growing up so fast that he has embarked on the path of Gu.After all, the changes can accelerate our mastery of the demon sword.
Gu Muquan stared at him quietly.
Gao Liuchan narrowed her eyes and looked at him, without dodging or avoiding, as if she was completely fearful of his sharp gaze.
I can accept this reason.Guzhe's head whispered.
They really need breakthroughs.The plan is started, and there is no room for change; soon, the demon sword that kills people like a ghost, and the dragon's head but not the tail will not meet the needs. Guzhao must be more effective and free to create the sword master, and can bear the losses like Geng Zhao today.
If Heng Shuying fails, I will do it myself.Through these two tests, I admit that he has the value of being left behind.
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As soon as Geng Zhao came out of Wanxiangzhai, he knew that the news had spread.
The maids and servants along the road saw each other from afar and immediately let them go to the side. Some nodded slightly, showing a flattering look, but the gap was too big, and they didn't know what to call him at once. When they met with embarrassment, they just laughed. Some simply avoided it and waited until tomorrow, the dust was settled.
How old is a seventh-rank official?Geng Zhao had no idea.He returned to the newly-double ward with a bitter face. Changsun Rijiu had finished taking a bath and changing clothes, and fell asleep on the bed.
This small courtyard is far from the Gengyin Room where he was still asleep last night. He would never come here normally. The bed tents, decorations, the changing clothes neatly on the couch, the celadon tea kettle placed on the top of the table... It is all new and strange.
If someone can ignore his background, not bully him when he is poor or humble, and not flatter him when he is rich, except for Uncle Qi and Uncle Muji who have watched him grow up since childhood, there is probably only Changsun Rijiu?Geng Zhao had a glimmer of hope on the way back, hoping to chat with Rijiu for a few words, and hesitation in his heart was unavailable.
He sighed, and he fell on the bed, without any joy and excitement to be in the forefront. He stared at the ceiling in a daze until his sleepiness came overwhelmed and grabbed him into a confused dream. The chaotic thoughts suddenly stopped, leaving only a dark black...
Geng Zhao stretched out his hand, and the shady curtain of nothingness split into wisps of gray; suddenly a splash of blood-colored red light exploded, and a sea of fire was suddenly formed around him. The dark background fell to the ground and became a large stone wall. The bluestone covered area extends from the foot and the wall to the zenith, as if it was a certain civic corridor.
The blazing flames swallowed the passage, and the broken swords were scattered everywhere on the ground, the incisions were smooth and neat, so strange that they almost made people forget the cruelty and bloodiness represented by this scene.The flames burned everywhere, and thick smoke rolled in, but he reached out his hand without feeling the heat, nor could he hear any sound, as if his whole body was immersed in water, except for vision, the rest of the senses were blocked-
(This is...the memory of Senior Qin Demon!)
Geng Zhao was horrified all over, and his body was out of control. He - actually Wei Wuyin, the zither demon of the past - swung away the thick smoke and dragged his body toward the end of the corridor, roaring loudly.Geng Zhao couldn't hear the sound, but could still feel the hoarse vibration.Not far ahead, a slim and toned woman with long waists and long legs, struggling with a sword buttress, struggling; another corpse lying on the side, with a difficult face, and was ripped open by a sharp blade, and her belly was extremely tragic.
The woman crawled across the ground with blood and was covered in a mess. Her broken clothes, cut by the blade, were covered with blood and greasy plasma, and she wrapped her beautiful curves with exquisite and convex curves.The torn clothes was vaguely visible, as jade-like shiny skin, which was set off by a bleak blood color, making it even whiter; the vest was grabbed by a heavy technique such as eagle claw skills, and from the shoulder blade to the waist, a beautiful back that looked like ivory and evenly stopped bones. The back was thin and not exposed, and the curves were smooth. The slender waist like a queen-like bee twisted like a snake, but the buttocks under the waist were round and tight, rising like two dangerous hills, which made people's blood rushing and difficult to suppress.
Geng Zhao was stunned and a strange feeling arose.
(Don't go!)
--This...is this what the senior thought at that time?
The woman seemed to hear his cry and turned around and responded loudly. Her face was covered by thick hair and smoke. She could see her chin pointing, giving birth to a beautiful melon-shaped face, with white and dazzling skin, just like a half-naked beautiful back.
We were fooled!A knife is a knife after all, and it will never become a sword!
The magician roared, but the woman covered her ears and shook her head desperately, like a little girl with emotional collapse.This is absurd and funny thing that cannot be said to a young girl of eighteen or nineteen years old, but Geng Zhao cannot laugh.That was a huge despair that was indescribable, biased and irresistible; before it, even the heroes who stood up to fight against the demons could only fall down...
The horizontal vision suddenly slid down. He was extremely tired and finally fell to the ground, two steps away from the girl, stretching out his arm to Yiren and shouting.
That man was not the sixth sword, he was the prophetic traitor... the last sword!
Six This number suddenly flew across Geng Zhao's mind.
--The final battle of the sealing demon sword, there are six heroes.
Senior Qin Demon, beautiful girl with moving backs, unknown men with corpses lying on the ground... There are only three here.Who are the other three?Who is the last knife mentioned by the senior?
Suddenly, a figure staggered back from the exit, grabbed his hands into the air, turned his body a few times, and fell down to the sky, but he didn't know who it was, just because the person who came had no head.The fourth person died. Which two people were still fighting outside the passage?
The girl screamed, waved his palm away, and suddenly jumped up and limped towards the end of the passage!He chased forward with his last breath and rushed out of the corridor against the light. His eyes suddenly became bright, and it was hard to tell whether it was a skeleton or a blade.
senior!
Geng Zhao sat up suddenly, and was shocked and sweated all over.
With a bang beside the couch, a tall black shadow fell into the window and fell four feet towards the sky. The visitor turned over and jumped up, slapped him and said, "Go to your mother, senior!" How can such a bad title that kills people's destiny be called to your own people? You illegitimate kid!
Lao Hu?
Geng Zhao woke up a little by the beat. When he rubbed his eyes, he found that it was Hu Yanzhi.
I'm not calling you before... it's strange, why can't I call you Senior?
Yin damage, it is really Yin damage!Hu Yanzhi grabbed his hair and picked it up like a rabbit:
I ask you, what do you think of Wei Wuyin and Old Man Wei’er’s name?
Everyone... they all call it senior.He grabbed Hu Yanzhi's big hand like a bear paw and struggled desperately.
So, Wei Wuyin is dead.
Geng Zhao was stunned and almost forgot to resist.Hu Yanzhi lifted his head closer to him, his expression gloomy.
As the saying goes: God waves his big sword and cuts out his head first.People die every day in Wulin Road, and they all start with the death of their predecessors.These two words are really too shady. Never call them to your own people, it doesn’t matter to outsiders, especially those bastards, such as Senior Dugu Feng and Senior Yue Chenfeng. The more you have, the better.Everyone wants to be quiet when they shout to death.
So...so that's it.
Geng Zhao rubbed the pained hair on his hair, and found that the sky was not bright outside the window, the moon was lush, and countless stars were pressing under the clouds. There was a faint faint at the junction of the mountain and the horizon. I am afraid that it will be more than an hour before dawn.On another couch in the corner, Changsun Rijiu was sleeping soundly. He was still shocked by the two of them. Hu Yanzhi couldn't help but smile and said: This little fat man is quite capable of sleeping.
Geng Zhao stood up and put on his boots, ordered two bowls of cold tea in the celadon tea pot on the table, and smiled apologetically: You should take care of the tea overnight.Hu Yanzhi shook his head: There will be work to do later, so it is not appropriate to drink cold tea. Let’s talk about it when you come back.Come with me!Push the pane and jump out.
Geng Zhao followed him to a remote courtyard and circled around the road. Since he had been in the city for several years, he was unsure of where he was. The courtyard was very spacious, with a large area of flat blue bricks spread out, and the moonlight shone, which made it particularly clear and clear. The branches along the wall were sparse and surrounded by thick shade, making it difficult to see from outside.
Hu Yanzhi took out two sheathed swords from the corner and threw one of them to him.
Geng Zhao drew his sword, and although the steel knife was average, it was full of brilliance.This is?
You don’t have time to sleep, so we two can compete with each other.
Hu Yanzhi smiled lazyly and held it out casually; the left sheath and right knife were dancing, and two strong rays of wind were shining fiercely, but his movements were light and unspeakable.Geng Zhao was very quick-minded and knew that he was intentional in teaching martial arts, but the people in the martial arts world valued the most. They were not disciples of the Tianmen, and they were not allowed to study the Tianmen martial arts, otherwise they would steal fists and become public enemies in the martial arts world, and everyone could kill them.
Hu Yanzhi saw through his hesitation and shrugged.
I went out to the world to practice at the age of sixteen. In addition to my martial arts, I have studied at least dozens of masters and learned various miscellaneous studies.Otherwise, before my master became the head of the Qingdi Guan Jian Sect, I was the leader of the Qingdi Guan Jian Sect. I was his only alive disciple. Where did you come from to teach you how to sword skills?
Geng Zhao thought about it, and laughed without realizing it.
Hu Yanzhi tapped his head with a scabbard, making it rare to be serious.Once you hold a weapon, you can no longer smile. This is respect for martial arts.When my wrist shakes, my sheath tip is obliquely pointed: Come and chop me, just hit the scabbard, and I will lose.You try it.
Geng Zhao remembered the wood-cutting game he played with Uncle Muji when he was young, and suddenly felt kind and smiled and said: Don’t be too arrogant, I am very good at using knives.It was also shaking his wrist, and the steel knife had swung it away before the sound of the wind!
He was born with extremely fast speed, and this sword was even more intentional. He was extremely soft and had no intention of doing anything. He swept it all by the weight of the steel knife. After the knife seemed to be centrifuged, he dragged it with tail force. Uncle Muji cut off the whole bunch of chopsticks like a bunch of firewood horizontally. He used this technique.Geng Zhao only watched it once and then started learning it.
Unexpectedly, when the steel knife swept over, the copper-ring sheath in Hu Yanzhi's hand swayed slightly, and it still stopped at the same place, with the tip of the sheath on the ground, as if Geng Zhao had never taken action.Geng Zhao couldn't help but be stunned: Could it be... Lao Hu's movements are faster than mine!Hu Yanzhi had no expression on his face and snorted: That's it?The old lady is more flexible than you when she wears needles and puts soles.
Geng Zhao was aroused by his competitive spirit and nodded: Then I'll hurry up.Pay attention!With a shout, swing the knife back!Hu Yanzhi's wrists swayed slightly, and he didn't even raise his sleeves much; after the steel knife, the wooden sheath was still in its original place, and his posture was exactly the same as before.
Seeing that he was at ease, Geng Zhao no longer cared about it. He danced his sword like a squirting wind, and his pressing became tighter and tighter. Finally, he didn't know which time it was. Geng Zhao slashed it out with a knife, suddenly twisted his waist and elbow, and dragged the steel knife back; Du!There was a slight sound, and the scabbard was still there, but the angle was slightly slanted, and a small piece of old lacquer was missing from the sheath arc, revealing a dark woody color.
Geng Zhao shouted excitedly: I understand!
Hu Yanzhi nodded and said: Let’s change a way to play.If you hold the scabbard, you can't be touched by my knife. Do you understand?Geng Zhao vaguely grasped the trick, knowing that avoiding is more difficult than attacking, so he quickly took some energy to deal with it.
The result was known from the beginning of the game.
No matter how he moved the scabbard, Hu Yanzhi could always move a little and easily hit it with a knife, which was extremely accurate.Geng Zhao gradually discovered that it was his own movement that attracted Lao Hu Zhi's sword, so he closed his eyes and relied on the sensing; but Hu Yanzhi's offensive did not stop, and the back of the steel knife greeted the sheath like raindrops. Often, when he hesitated, he would eat a few times on the sheath. The sound of the fine and crackling sound was as dense as fried beans, and it would be endless.
Geng Zhao felt empty in his heart, and the sound was less and less heard in his ears, and the dodging movement became smoother.
The next moment, before the idea of the sword coming, he suddenly put the wooden sheath horizontally and a sharp wind slid across the elbow, and Hu Yanzhi's steel knife fell to nothing for the first time!Before he could think, he hugged the scabbard into his arms. The blade that flew back was about to cut the tip of his nose. Geng Zhao closed his eyes and stopped listening, and flashed through the second knife by a slight difference!
The stronger the sword wind, Geng Zhao gradually entered the wonderful state of forgetting things and self, abandoning the sensitive five senses that are different from ordinary people, forgetting his developed and superior limbs, and never thought about when to stop. He just kept his body's movements balanced with the sword, advancing and retreating, avoiding, and following like a shadow...
The situation when he fought with Asha during the day suddenly became clear. At that time, Geng Zhao felt that his eyes were red and his body moved uncontrollably. It was someone else's skill. He came inexplicably and had no support when he walked. At this moment, he opened his heart firmly, using his arms and swords, and became more and more round and more.In his perception, the trajectory of the knife is like a concrete and slight armillary sphere. It leaves the trajectory after one stroke, and will never disappear. Slowly, the direction of the knife becomes clear, and it can be mastered without the need to touch the eyes, ears, and skin, or even predict it.
He boldly sent the sheath to the track, clang!He suddenly opened his eyes and saw Lao Hu holding up the steel knife on his side. The blade of nearly two feet was just inserted into the scabbard, with no mistakes, and it was so wonderful that it seemed that the two had practiced this thousands of times before they could appear in the fight between the fast swords and succeed.
Hu Yanzhi blurted out: Good reception!The eyes and eyes moved, and the mood flew away.
Geng Zhao was sweating profusely, but she couldn't hide her excitement, and her heart was filled with blood: So... this is how the knife is used!A knife can actually reach such a state!When I was young, the situation of chopping wood with Uncle Muji came to my mind. Suddenly, I felt that there was a lot of wonders and a sudden sense of enlightenment. Every thought could have a different experience.
Hu Yanzhi's surprise is probably even more than Geng Zhao's.
His martial arts are unique and deliberately breaking the concept of the middle moves and styles of martial arts routines. He practices manual intuition. Instead of memorizing the moves, it is better to thoroughly use the subtle changes of the weapons to make them instincts. When facing the enemy, the sword will find the gaps that can be used in the opponent's offensive, just like water flowing down and fire turning into ice. Without thinking, it will be natural.
The reason is easy, but the higher the martial arts attainments, the harder it is to give up. He trusts in instinct like an animal; Geng Zhao has no burden, just like a piece of white paper, and learning is twice the result with half the effort.Hu Yanzhi thought: I always thought that no one in the world could practice this martial arts except me. It seems that I cherish it myself and think too much.Xiao Geng was born with a genius, and his future achievements were limitless.
The disciple's success made Lao Hu more happy than when he understood it back then, but it was not yet time to relax.
Hu Yanzhi calmed down and smiled faintly: I just warmed up just now, but I just want to play the real thing now.Please take a break for a moment, and let’s play a new trick later: I will use a knife to attack your sheath, and you will also use a knife to attack my sheath, both to attack and avoid it. Even if the scabbard is cut, it will be considered a loss.
Geng Zhao seemed to have some insight, and then put the knife into the sheath, took a break, and raised her sleeve to wipe her forehead sweat.
Lao Hu, is this sword technique just chopping and playing with it?No routine or anything else.
Yes no.If you practice at home, you will feel like a whirlwind when you start, and your opponent will be cut into a rotten red pomegranate before you can blink. Even if you are so powerful in the world, it will be disgusting to anyone who sees it.Hu Yanzhi shrugged.What's more important is: at first glance, this sword technique is quite similar to your cheap master's Royal Tu Holy Broken Sword, both of which are like wind and straight as the flowing clouds and flowing water.From then on, you will use the sword technique in this way, and the signature is shiny and you will never lose the blame.
Geng Zhao was indifferent to the topic of "The Successor of the Daohuang". He carried the knife and sat under the tree, shaking his soaked clothes to dissipate the heat and cool down.
There is always a name for this sword technique?Where did you learn it?
Well, that's right... I learned it from a hunter from Xishandao. He has a nickname called Hunting King, and my tracking technique is the authentic direct tradition of Hunting King.In addition to tracking the ground reduction method, I also learned this sword technique from him, called... this... Yes, it is called Wushuang Quick Slash.
Wow, who gave such a vulgar name?
Tsk, what do you little kid know?This is the style of the common people!You don’t know that the bear on Xishan Road is so powerful. It’s only two people tall when they stand up. If the bow and arrow trap cannot be killed for a while, it will be a bad luck to replace the hunter.So the Hunter King created this set of Wushuang Quick Slash. If you encounter a bear, shoot all the bows and arrows, throw the javelins, and draw out your two swords and slash them randomly, even the bear is afraid of you!
...Is this really the case?
Oops, this doesn't matter.In short, you practice hard. Although this martial arts is difficult to learn, fortunately you have very good qualifications and meet me, a rare master in a century. I have worked hard these days and can barely make do with it.
Geng Zhao smiled and said: Lao Hu's words are wrong.Although I have not practiced excellent martial arts, I understand the principle that hasteness cannot be understood. In a few years or even decades, I will achieve nothing in practice.Besides, why bother to hurry these days?I am young and have a long way to go... Before I finished speaking, my voice suddenly fell.
Hu Yanzhi held his hands in his chest, raised his eyes to look away, and rarely curled his smile, his expression was very calm.
If you don’t have time, you must leave here as soon as possible, otherwise you will have life worries and will bring unexpected disasters to others.He turned around and his face was so blue that he was a little afraid of others. Although his outline was still the cheerful and heroic bearded Lao Hu, his gloomy expression was completely different.
Within three days, you must leave White Rising Cinema and escape the farther you want!
She was wearing the weird and weird wooden female face, covered her black scarf, and covered her long hair. Her delicate and erect body was covered by a large black velvet cloak that dragged the ground. In addition, her three-layer Ubud shirts (shoulder armor) with thick shoulders, she looked like a monster soul climbing up from the underworld. It was hard for humans and ghosts to distinguish, let alone male and female.
Heng Shuying was born in a brothel and did not understand martial arts. However, the man was able to escape under the heavy guard of Liuying City without knowing her. She assumed that the rest of the Gushu members were also top experts with superb skills.Although Heng Shuying has already made her promise from the moment she joined the organization, she is not afraid of death, so why are she afraid of it?However, every time she gathered, she carefully brought such self-defense weapons to prevent sudden changes during the meal and endangering herself.
In the blink of an eye, the rock road was about to end, and a rectangular stone door carved out from the mountain wall was revealed. Some green and strange light was emitted from the door, and someone had arrived first.At every gathering, the first person to arrive at Jiuyouquan Skull Rock to prevent the rest of the people from talking to each other and contacting them privately.
The horizontal sparse shadows eliminated the fireworks in the paper lantern and took out a small candlestick of white bones.The candlestick carved into a human skull, which is only slightly larger than the ordinary man's fists. The carvings are exquisite and realistic, and it is difficult to distinguish the authenticity. The whole body is as white as snow, without the warmth of ivory or pearls, and not like jade, but like bone porcelain lime burned after fire, which is so white that it is so white.
A small piece of blue candle on the pedestal is like jade, with sparse shadows on the tinder and tinder on the tinder, and the heart of the stamens is puff!A small green green flaming seedling bloomed. Although there was no smoke, the air was filled with a strong and uncomfortable fragrance. I couldn't smell what kind of burning material it was mixed with.
Heng Shuying was so scared that she staggered when she smelled it for the first time, and almost threw the candlestick down, her delicate body trembling constantly.
Very familiar?The man looked down at her, and two sharp lights burst out from the deep mask's eye hole.Heng Shuying shivered, but this time, probably the only time, not because of his cold and vast gaze, but from the strong, dull and dead fragrance.
What did you... remember?
She remembered that she was huddled in the cracks of the rocks, holding her head and trembling desperately, and she wanted to shake the terrifying scenes that swarmed out of her mind: the dry human heads shrank to half the size, piled up like mountains; the flesh and blood were burned by the fire, and the rotten and eroded appearance was left, leaving only white skulls, flickering, white without any impurities... In order to conceal the strong stench of the ferocious scent of the corpse, people piled up green leaves and fragrant flowers on the ruins burned into ashes...
Heng Shuying suddenly came back to her senses, bit her lips and dispelled her traits, and walked to the stone gate with the candle.
The halo of the green candle and green flame can only shine within one foot of the surrounding area, and the rest is only pitch black.Looking at the flames of ghost fire, three strange wooden masks were floating in the darkness, and the wooden ghost face was empty, which was very terrifying.
Heng Shuying knew that in the eyes of the other three, she was also a monster face hanging in the air, which was the wonderful use of the green candle flame.She has been here for dozens of times, and still has no idea whether the meeting place is round or square, how many entrances and exits, whether there are other institutions around her arrangements, etc.
In the darkness, no one dares to act rashly.Maybe a few steps out of the stone gate will be a huge pit. With such a shock, before the man appeared, the other members would only hide in the darkness in silence, as if this was the last bit of security left.
Today's situation is extremely unusual.The hour was about to pass, but only four masks came, and two people had not appeared late, including the person who convened the meeting. This was something that had never happened before.The members of Gushing do not know each other, and are not allowed to spy or leak, and those who violate the situation will die; the only one who has the identity of all members is that person - letting the members be alone is definitely not what he likes to see.
Time passes by the ticking sound of water on the rock walls.The cave was damp and cold. Even though Hengshuying wore a cold travel suit under her black robe, she still felt cold in her hands and feet; the water vapor under the ground penetrated the bones, and it was very difficult to bear if there were countless small needles pricking the forehead.
I don’t know how long it took, but someone suddenly spoke.
Where is the ancient wood kite?He asked someone to stand up, but he was hiding his head and tail. What does this mean?
The green flames in the northwest swayed, obviously caused by the candle-holding people's words.It was a tiger-shaped mask, with its mouth and teeth exposed, and it was lifelike, just like a sudden movement and a sudden turn of head and roaring, and it felt cold as if it was a time to devour people.
The code name of this wooden ghost face is Shenxihu.
And the ancient wood kite in Shenxihu's mouth is the one who summoned the Gushe organization with one hand.
Heng Shuying had no impression of Shenxihu, and the two had no intersection. The masks in the northwest direction in memory were always silent. This was the first time since the Guzhe rally. It was a pity that they could not make more judgments from their voices.The face has a special reed mechanism that can cleverly change the voice of a human being. No matter who wears a mask, he can only make a unique and weird sound that belongs to that mask.
The other two masks were ignored.
The cicada-shaped mask in the northeast is the tall willow cicada. It sounds as its name, and is extremely sharp. However, the tone of speaking is very slow, the wording is cautious and careful, and the cold tone is occasionally a bit of ginger-spicy.Heng Shuying never thought that the owner of the mask would be a woman, and even worse, she was probably an elderly senior who had experienced training.
The mask located in the west is carved into the shape of a bird with wings, called the Lower Swallow. The giant wings covering the face seem to be the roots of the feathers, and they look like two side-by-side palms covered with scales. Two round eye holes are opened on the top, making people stand out all over their bodies, making them look terrifying and disgusting.In addition to Gu Muquan, the other absent mask is Wuxia Ape, and the Konglin Night Ghost with Hengshuying is Gushing Six people.
The Wuxia Ape hasn't arrived yet, do you have to wait any longer?We've been waiting for a while, why don't we go away first?The deep stream tiger's voice was low and deafening, like a beast's roar, and its frivolous tone was quite inappropriate.
But no one paid any attention to him.
The people who crawl are all evil spirits who crawled back from hell; those who support them to survive are nothing but the object of revenge and their own desires.Compared to the painful torture in purgatory, what is it to be waiting for an hour in the cold and bone-blooded underground cave?Heng Shuying sneered in her heart and chose to remain silent.
Two green flames lit up one after another, and a monkey face emerged from the void in the northeast. The two pointed fangs were not scary. What was really scary was its grinning and human-like expression, which looked gloomy in the darkness.At the top of the north, the green glowing flames drew a bird-shaped mask with a giant beak like a hook and a flying feather like a blazing feather, and the owner of Guzhao suddenly appeared.
You guys have been waiting for a long time.The sound of the ancient wooden kite is hollow and dull, like a machine spring vibrating.The monotonous sound line, like a dead wood and without any sign of life, was chilling with the huge echo in the cave.Today's meeting was due to an urgent situation.If the matter of the piano demon changes, you must discuss it with you.
It is reported that the Qin Demon is dead. After verification, this information should have more than 90% accuracy.The one who spoke was Xia Honghu: If you personally arrange to take action, even Wei Wuyin would not be able to escape the disaster.Everyone is dead, what else can I do?
Gu Muyuan's cold eyes shot straight towards her through the dark nothingness.
Heng Shuying cleared her throat--although through Konglin Yegui's mask, her crisp and beautiful voice would become blurred and slutty, and she would completely remove the recognition of her voice, tone, and even the tone of her words, which was no similar to Heng Er, the manager of Bairiliu Cinema.
It is believed that before his death, Qin Mo passed the secret of the demon sword to a disciple of Liu Cinema called Geng Zhao.The young man claimed to be the successor of the Sword Emperor. He fought with the sword master who was possessed by the Sky Rift Knife at Liu Cinema, and forced the human sword to separate the sword. His skills should not be underestimated.
Oh, is it the disciple of the sword emperor Wu Dengyong?There was a hint of fluctuation in the voice of Wuxia ape.
In my opinion, the boy had nothing to do with the Sword Emperor, he was just talking nonsense.Heng Shuying answered calmly.
If this is true, you should not be careless.Next Honghu interface:
Since he is not Wu Dengyong's apprentice, he has the ability to suppress the Tianli Sword, he must have been the traitor of the Qin Demon.What did Wei Wuyin send to him?Just relying on verbal explanations, I will never pass on what I know and can to others overnight... Is the young man named Geng Zhao possible that he was secretly accepted by Wei Wuyin?
Mo San and Mu Si are both beloved disciples of Mr. Wei, and they cannot control the demon sword.Gu Muyuan said in a deep voice: It is urgent to find out what the young man surnamed Geng has inherited from the Qin Demon, and can suppress the sky split as soon as possible.You are responsible for this matter, investigate it within three days and respond quickly.
Three days?The horizontal and sparse shadows shook.
Gu Muquan did not answer.This is a command rather than a query, and it is necessary to respond without response.
He paused and said in a deep voice: You guys, since the demon sword is out, there is no chance of turning back on the plan.If you succeed, you will eventually get a perfect result if you are bound to be a bloody enemy and a lifelong enemy who wants to kill them. If you fail, you will never be able to get a disaster and you will never be able to become a ghost in purgatory.Remember: There must be no flaw in the plan. If you make the right choice, my promise to you will be fulfilled.
There was a dead silence in the dark space.
Heng Shuying was sweating, calmed down and asked again: If the investigation resulted, the young man did get the secret to cracking the demon sword from the magic place of the piano, what should he do?
The cold eyes of sword shot again, Heng Shuying was frightened and could hardly meet her.
What do you think?The monotonous voice like a spring is not filled with emotion.
Heng Shuying couldn't answer.
Gu Muyuan Pingping said: Our plan is only allowed to succeed, not fail.If you kill a piano demon, there will never be another piano demon in this world. My answer is to kill.What do you guys think?Xia Honghu said: This guy is very skilled, and although he is not yet in a state of chaos, he will naturally kill him to avoid the long night and dreams.
Since Wu Dengyong is not interested, I am not interested.Wuxia Ape said: Kill.
Gu Muquan looked at her left first glance, and Gao Liuchan said slowly: Kill.
Only two people are left yet to express their opinions.When Gu Muquan decides things, he never asks others' opinions; this move is by no means a consultation, but a test of loyalty.Heng Shuyingxiang was sweating profusely, and ten pointed nails almost pinched into the flesh of the palm. Unexpectedly, the only one who might stand aside with him was the frivolous and lazy Shenxihu.
Geng Zhao's fate has been decided and cannot be changed.She must save herself now.
Just as I was about to speak, I suddenly heard Shenxihu say: Oh, this matter is settled?If the boy named Geng is the second-class piano demon, he will be able to save trouble; if not, then don't pay attention to him.Everyone is doing such a big business and has many things to do, so there is no need to hang around in such a place.As soon as he opened his mouth, Gu Muquan knew something was wrong, so he suddenly turned his head and a sharp light shot out from his eye hole.
Shenxihu wanted to smile and shrugged, but suddenly his eyes were like a sword. He suddenly broke his eyes and pierced his skull. Even the back of his head started to ache. He quickly turned his eyes away and was secretly shocked: Damn, what a powerful old monster!
Heng Shuying got him relieved, and he thought clearly, thinking to himself: That's right.How can there be something in the world that can be achieved overnight by magical powers?Geng Zhao's behavior may have other reasons, and it may not be related to the Qin Magic.After calming down, he responded calmly: If he hinders our plans, he should eliminate them to prevent future troubles.
Gu Muyuan nodded with satisfaction and said in a deep voice: Let's go!When the five swords are released and the sword master appears, we will call you to discuss the next action.
The green and miserable fireworks were extinguished one by one, and the four ghost faces were sank into the darkness one after another, and in the end only two masks were left facing each other.Something is wrong?The tone of the ancient wood kite is still flat.
You promised me that you would never let Liu Cinema get involved in trouble.Heng Shuying suppressed her anger and gritted her teeth and said: Now that the red eyes are carried back by Geng Zhao, the thousands of kalpas fall in Wusheng Sword in Hongluo Valley. Tianli and his sword master are even more stunning. The Eight Desolate Sword Inscription of Yue Chenfeng!With three of the five swords present, how can Liu Cinema be spared?
Gu Muyuan said indifferently: With your intelligence and talent, it is not difficult to give out three more swords, and my guarantee to you is still valid.Or do you want me to tell others that when they plan to complete the task, they must not move the Daylight Cinema so that they can teach them to see through your identity?
Heng Shuying was speechless.
Gushing The six people were all talented, otherwise they would not be able to hide behind the scenes and use demon swords to manipulate the martial arts world.The method of Gu Muquan's defence in the underworld has always only explained the task goals, but the members set up the plan to complete it themselves; they only seek the results, but do not ask about the means.If the other four people were instructed not to move to the cinema without any movement, Heng Shuying's identity would definitely be exposed, which was something she would never want to happen.
You only have three days.Once the deadline is up, even if the truth cannot be found, Geng Zhao must be removed in order to avoid any change.He said coldly: I believe you know very well that your trouble is not just three demon swords.The body of Qin Demon is still in Zhuchengshan. Before the past, the four sword gates come to the door sooner or later; the General's Mansion in Zhendong was determined to interfere in the competition of the three mansions, and Dugu Tianwei got into Yue Chenfeng again... If you can't handle it, Liu Cinema will be in trouble.
In fact, she had been thinking about these questions all day long.
The faint fragrance floating in the East China Sea is so famous that the shadow of the horizontal shining shadow will not sit and wait for death, but the preparations are not yet thorough and troubles are coming one after another. She is as smart as her, and she can't help but feel a little weak and exhausted.
If Liu Cinema is destroyed, you are just a mediocre person. There are only extraordinary immortals in Gushe, and there is nowhere for mediocre people to accommodate.Only this time, I will treat you as a weak and ordinary woman, saying wise words, remember that you have no chance of a second time.leave!
Heng Shuying's face turned pale and clenched her pink fist tightly, biting her lips without saying a word.puff!The green flames disappeared, and the mountain ghost mask, which was both weird and desolate, scattered into the darkness. The sound of tiny footsteps disappeared in the wet, cold and dark corridor for a moment.
Gu Muquan did not leave.Until it was confirmed that everyone else had gone far, a strange green flame suddenly lit up again, and a cicada-shaped mask carved with ancient and rotten wood appeared silently.
Are you injured?Gao Liuchan's tone was still slow and he could not hear the ripples and undulations.
Wei Wuyin is Wei Wuyin after all, and it is very difficult to deal with.Gu Muyuan said lowly: Fortunately, that man has excellent medical skills and is no longer seriously injured after applying medicine and bandaging. He will be fine after a few days of rest.However, Geng Zhao's affairs were very difficult.Speaking of this, there was a subtle change in the sound of the tablet: You have spent so much effort on him, and it is difficult for you to kill.
The subtle changes covered by the reeds did not escape Gao Liuchan's ears.
If I really felt heartbroken, would you like to laugh at me as weak and affectionate?The old man snorted coldly and said slowly: You and I have made great calculations, but Wei Wuyin has no idea that he has this trick.If he implemented the rumored method of taking over the body on Geng Zhao, it may interfere with and make significant changes, or the effect may be surprisingly good, and the consequences will be difficult to reverse.Since I asked Geng Zhao to come to Zhuchengshan, I have been ready to abandon my son, but it is a pity to pick this critical point.
There is only one way to avoid exogenous twigs.Gu Muyuan said coldly.
Since I nodded, there is no reason to regret it.It's just that you have to promise one thing.
explain.
If Heng Shuying's little girl could not kill Geng Zhao, she would have to keep him.
Gu Muyuan suddenly turned her head and looked directly at Huang Zhuo's eyes behind the mask.
Isn't my biological child, and I have such boring feelings?He said coldly: You are old, just like the girl named Heng, you have begun to become emotional; at the end of the day, you still want to protect him.If Heng Shuying fails, I will kill him personally, and Wei Wuyin is a role model.
Gao Liuchan laughed with a spit.
You're wrong.What is the use of retaining something without value?The old man hummed and smiled and said slowly:
The key to taking over the body of the Dafa and the Demon Sword is the same Gu.The demon swords seize people's will and kill each other with the purpose of fighting to be the Gu King; and the great method of taking over the body pours spiritual consciousness into other people's bodies and fighting to control their bodies is also the strong and the weak are destroyed. The two are connected regardless of the source and flow of the source.The young lady in Heng family is not a good-looking lamp. If she can't kill Geng Zhao, it proves that the child is growing up so fast that he has embarked on the path of Gu.After all, the changes can accelerate our mastery of the demon sword.
Gu Muquan stared at him quietly.
Gao Liuchan narrowed her eyes and looked at him, without dodging or avoiding, as if she was completely fearful of his sharp gaze.
I can accept this reason.Guzhe's head whispered.
They really need breakthroughs.The plan is started, and there is no room for change; soon, the demon sword that kills people like a ghost, and the dragon's head but not the tail will not meet the needs. Guzhao must be more effective and free to create the sword master, and can bear the losses like Geng Zhao today.
If Heng Shuying fails, I will do it myself.Through these two tests, I admit that he has the value of being left behind.
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As soon as Geng Zhao came out of Wanxiangzhai, he knew that the news had spread.
The maids and servants along the road saw each other from afar and immediately let them go to the side. Some nodded slightly, showing a flattering look, but the gap was too big, and they didn't know what to call him at once. When they met with embarrassment, they just laughed. Some simply avoided it and waited until tomorrow, the dust was settled.
How old is a seventh-rank official?Geng Zhao had no idea.He returned to the newly-double ward with a bitter face. Changsun Rijiu had finished taking a bath and changing clothes, and fell asleep on the bed.
This small courtyard is far from the Gengyin Room where he was still asleep last night. He would never come here normally. The bed tents, decorations, the changing clothes neatly on the couch, the celadon tea kettle placed on the top of the table... It is all new and strange.
If someone can ignore his background, not bully him when he is poor or humble, and not flatter him when he is rich, except for Uncle Qi and Uncle Muji who have watched him grow up since childhood, there is probably only Changsun Rijiu?Geng Zhao had a glimmer of hope on the way back, hoping to chat with Rijiu for a few words, and hesitation in his heart was unavailable.
He sighed, and he fell on the bed, without any joy and excitement to be in the forefront. He stared at the ceiling in a daze until his sleepiness came overwhelmed and grabbed him into a confused dream. The chaotic thoughts suddenly stopped, leaving only a dark black...
Geng Zhao stretched out his hand, and the shady curtain of nothingness split into wisps of gray; suddenly a splash of blood-colored red light exploded, and a sea of fire was suddenly formed around him. The dark background fell to the ground and became a large stone wall. The bluestone covered area extends from the foot and the wall to the zenith, as if it was a certain civic corridor.
The blazing flames swallowed the passage, and the broken swords were scattered everywhere on the ground, the incisions were smooth and neat, so strange that they almost made people forget the cruelty and bloodiness represented by this scene.The flames burned everywhere, and thick smoke rolled in, but he reached out his hand without feeling the heat, nor could he hear any sound, as if his whole body was immersed in water, except for vision, the rest of the senses were blocked-
(This is...the memory of Senior Qin Demon!)
Geng Zhao was horrified all over, and his body was out of control. He - actually Wei Wuyin, the zither demon of the past - swung away the thick smoke and dragged his body toward the end of the corridor, roaring loudly.Geng Zhao couldn't hear the sound, but could still feel the hoarse vibration.Not far ahead, a slim and toned woman with long waists and long legs, struggling with a sword buttress, struggling; another corpse lying on the side, with a difficult face, and was ripped open by a sharp blade, and her belly was extremely tragic.
The woman crawled across the ground with blood and was covered in a mess. Her broken clothes, cut by the blade, were covered with blood and greasy plasma, and she wrapped her beautiful curves with exquisite and convex curves.The torn clothes was vaguely visible, as jade-like shiny skin, which was set off by a bleak blood color, making it even whiter; the vest was grabbed by a heavy technique such as eagle claw skills, and from the shoulder blade to the waist, a beautiful back that looked like ivory and evenly stopped bones. The back was thin and not exposed, and the curves were smooth. The slender waist like a queen-like bee twisted like a snake, but the buttocks under the waist were round and tight, rising like two dangerous hills, which made people's blood rushing and difficult to suppress.
Geng Zhao was stunned and a strange feeling arose.
(Don't go!)
--This...is this what the senior thought at that time?
The woman seemed to hear his cry and turned around and responded loudly. Her face was covered by thick hair and smoke. She could see her chin pointing, giving birth to a beautiful melon-shaped face, with white and dazzling skin, just like a half-naked beautiful back.
We were fooled!A knife is a knife after all, and it will never become a sword!
The magician roared, but the woman covered her ears and shook her head desperately, like a little girl with emotional collapse.This is absurd and funny thing that cannot be said to a young girl of eighteen or nineteen years old, but Geng Zhao cannot laugh.That was a huge despair that was indescribable, biased and irresistible; before it, even the heroes who stood up to fight against the demons could only fall down...
The horizontal vision suddenly slid down. He was extremely tired and finally fell to the ground, two steps away from the girl, stretching out his arm to Yiren and shouting.
That man was not the sixth sword, he was the prophetic traitor... the last sword!
Six This number suddenly flew across Geng Zhao's mind.
--The final battle of the sealing demon sword, there are six heroes.
Senior Qin Demon, beautiful girl with moving backs, unknown men with corpses lying on the ground... There are only three here.Who are the other three?Who is the last knife mentioned by the senior?
Suddenly, a figure staggered back from the exit, grabbed his hands into the air, turned his body a few times, and fell down to the sky, but he didn't know who it was, just because the person who came had no head.The fourth person died. Which two people were still fighting outside the passage?
The girl screamed, waved his palm away, and suddenly jumped up and limped towards the end of the passage!He chased forward with his last breath and rushed out of the corridor against the light. His eyes suddenly became bright, and it was hard to tell whether it was a skeleton or a blade.
senior!
Geng Zhao sat up suddenly, and was shocked and sweated all over.
With a bang beside the couch, a tall black shadow fell into the window and fell four feet towards the sky. The visitor turned over and jumped up, slapped him and said, "Go to your mother, senior!" How can such a bad title that kills people's destiny be called to your own people? You illegitimate kid!
Lao Hu?
Geng Zhao woke up a little by the beat. When he rubbed his eyes, he found that it was Hu Yanzhi.
I'm not calling you before... it's strange, why can't I call you Senior?
Yin damage, it is really Yin damage!Hu Yanzhi grabbed his hair and picked it up like a rabbit:
I ask you, what do you think of Wei Wuyin and Old Man Wei’er’s name?
Everyone... they all call it senior.He grabbed Hu Yanzhi's big hand like a bear paw and struggled desperately.
So, Wei Wuyin is dead.
Geng Zhao was stunned and almost forgot to resist.Hu Yanzhi lifted his head closer to him, his expression gloomy.
As the saying goes: God waves his big sword and cuts out his head first.People die every day in Wulin Road, and they all start with the death of their predecessors.These two words are really too shady. Never call them to your own people, it doesn’t matter to outsiders, especially those bastards, such as Senior Dugu Feng and Senior Yue Chenfeng. The more you have, the better.Everyone wants to be quiet when they shout to death.
So...so that's it.
Geng Zhao rubbed the pained hair on his hair, and found that the sky was not bright outside the window, the moon was lush, and countless stars were pressing under the clouds. There was a faint faint at the junction of the mountain and the horizon. I am afraid that it will be more than an hour before dawn.On another couch in the corner, Changsun Rijiu was sleeping soundly. He was still shocked by the two of them. Hu Yanzhi couldn't help but smile and said: This little fat man is quite capable of sleeping.
Geng Zhao stood up and put on his boots, ordered two bowls of cold tea in the celadon tea pot on the table, and smiled apologetically: You should take care of the tea overnight.Hu Yanzhi shook his head: There will be work to do later, so it is not appropriate to drink cold tea. Let’s talk about it when you come back.Come with me!Push the pane and jump out.
Geng Zhao followed him to a remote courtyard and circled around the road. Since he had been in the city for several years, he was unsure of where he was. The courtyard was very spacious, with a large area of flat blue bricks spread out, and the moonlight shone, which made it particularly clear and clear. The branches along the wall were sparse and surrounded by thick shade, making it difficult to see from outside.
Hu Yanzhi took out two sheathed swords from the corner and threw one of them to him.
Geng Zhao drew his sword, and although the steel knife was average, it was full of brilliance.This is?
You don’t have time to sleep, so we two can compete with each other.
Hu Yanzhi smiled lazyly and held it out casually; the left sheath and right knife were dancing, and two strong rays of wind were shining fiercely, but his movements were light and unspeakable.Geng Zhao was very quick-minded and knew that he was intentional in teaching martial arts, but the people in the martial arts world valued the most. They were not disciples of the Tianmen, and they were not allowed to study the Tianmen martial arts, otherwise they would steal fists and become public enemies in the martial arts world, and everyone could kill them.
Hu Yanzhi saw through his hesitation and shrugged.
I went out to the world to practice at the age of sixteen. In addition to my martial arts, I have studied at least dozens of masters and learned various miscellaneous studies.Otherwise, before my master became the head of the Qingdi Guan Jian Sect, I was the leader of the Qingdi Guan Jian Sect. I was his only alive disciple. Where did you come from to teach you how to sword skills?
Geng Zhao thought about it, and laughed without realizing it.
Hu Yanzhi tapped his head with a scabbard, making it rare to be serious.Once you hold a weapon, you can no longer smile. This is respect for martial arts.When my wrist shakes, my sheath tip is obliquely pointed: Come and chop me, just hit the scabbard, and I will lose.You try it.
Geng Zhao remembered the wood-cutting game he played with Uncle Muji when he was young, and suddenly felt kind and smiled and said: Don’t be too arrogant, I am very good at using knives.It was also shaking his wrist, and the steel knife had swung it away before the sound of the wind!
He was born with extremely fast speed, and this sword was even more intentional. He was extremely soft and had no intention of doing anything. He swept it all by the weight of the steel knife. After the knife seemed to be centrifuged, he dragged it with tail force. Uncle Muji cut off the whole bunch of chopsticks like a bunch of firewood horizontally. He used this technique.Geng Zhao only watched it once and then started learning it.
Unexpectedly, when the steel knife swept over, the copper-ring sheath in Hu Yanzhi's hand swayed slightly, and it still stopped at the same place, with the tip of the sheath on the ground, as if Geng Zhao had never taken action.Geng Zhao couldn't help but be stunned: Could it be... Lao Hu's movements are faster than mine!Hu Yanzhi had no expression on his face and snorted: That's it?The old lady is more flexible than you when she wears needles and puts soles.
Geng Zhao was aroused by his competitive spirit and nodded: Then I'll hurry up.Pay attention!With a shout, swing the knife back!Hu Yanzhi's wrists swayed slightly, and he didn't even raise his sleeves much; after the steel knife, the wooden sheath was still in its original place, and his posture was exactly the same as before.
Seeing that he was at ease, Geng Zhao no longer cared about it. He danced his sword like a squirting wind, and his pressing became tighter and tighter. Finally, he didn't know which time it was. Geng Zhao slashed it out with a knife, suddenly twisted his waist and elbow, and dragged the steel knife back; Du!There was a slight sound, and the scabbard was still there, but the angle was slightly slanted, and a small piece of old lacquer was missing from the sheath arc, revealing a dark woody color.
Geng Zhao shouted excitedly: I understand!
Hu Yanzhi nodded and said: Let’s change a way to play.If you hold the scabbard, you can't be touched by my knife. Do you understand?Geng Zhao vaguely grasped the trick, knowing that avoiding is more difficult than attacking, so he quickly took some energy to deal with it.
The result was known from the beginning of the game.
No matter how he moved the scabbard, Hu Yanzhi could always move a little and easily hit it with a knife, which was extremely accurate.Geng Zhao gradually discovered that it was his own movement that attracted Lao Hu Zhi's sword, so he closed his eyes and relied on the sensing; but Hu Yanzhi's offensive did not stop, and the back of the steel knife greeted the sheath like raindrops. Often, when he hesitated, he would eat a few times on the sheath. The sound of the fine and crackling sound was as dense as fried beans, and it would be endless.
Geng Zhao felt empty in his heart, and the sound was less and less heard in his ears, and the dodging movement became smoother.
The next moment, before the idea of the sword coming, he suddenly put the wooden sheath horizontally and a sharp wind slid across the elbow, and Hu Yanzhi's steel knife fell to nothing for the first time!Before he could think, he hugged the scabbard into his arms. The blade that flew back was about to cut the tip of his nose. Geng Zhao closed his eyes and stopped listening, and flashed through the second knife by a slight difference!
The stronger the sword wind, Geng Zhao gradually entered the wonderful state of forgetting things and self, abandoning the sensitive five senses that are different from ordinary people, forgetting his developed and superior limbs, and never thought about when to stop. He just kept his body's movements balanced with the sword, advancing and retreating, avoiding, and following like a shadow...
The situation when he fought with Asha during the day suddenly became clear. At that time, Geng Zhao felt that his eyes were red and his body moved uncontrollably. It was someone else's skill. He came inexplicably and had no support when he walked. At this moment, he opened his heart firmly, using his arms and swords, and became more and more round and more.In his perception, the trajectory of the knife is like a concrete and slight armillary sphere. It leaves the trajectory after one stroke, and will never disappear. Slowly, the direction of the knife becomes clear, and it can be mastered without the need to touch the eyes, ears, and skin, or even predict it.
He boldly sent the sheath to the track, clang!He suddenly opened his eyes and saw Lao Hu holding up the steel knife on his side. The blade of nearly two feet was just inserted into the scabbard, with no mistakes, and it was so wonderful that it seemed that the two had practiced this thousands of times before they could appear in the fight between the fast swords and succeed.
Hu Yanzhi blurted out: Good reception!The eyes and eyes moved, and the mood flew away.
Geng Zhao was sweating profusely, but she couldn't hide her excitement, and her heart was filled with blood: So... this is how the knife is used!A knife can actually reach such a state!When I was young, the situation of chopping wood with Uncle Muji came to my mind. Suddenly, I felt that there was a lot of wonders and a sudden sense of enlightenment. Every thought could have a different experience.
Hu Yanzhi's surprise is probably even more than Geng Zhao's.
His martial arts are unique and deliberately breaking the concept of the middle moves and styles of martial arts routines. He practices manual intuition. Instead of memorizing the moves, it is better to thoroughly use the subtle changes of the weapons to make them instincts. When facing the enemy, the sword will find the gaps that can be used in the opponent's offensive, just like water flowing down and fire turning into ice. Without thinking, it will be natural.
The reason is easy, but the higher the martial arts attainments, the harder it is to give up. He trusts in instinct like an animal; Geng Zhao has no burden, just like a piece of white paper, and learning is twice the result with half the effort.Hu Yanzhi thought: I always thought that no one in the world could practice this martial arts except me. It seems that I cherish it myself and think too much.Xiao Geng was born with a genius, and his future achievements were limitless.
The disciple's success made Lao Hu more happy than when he understood it back then, but it was not yet time to relax.
Hu Yanzhi calmed down and smiled faintly: I just warmed up just now, but I just want to play the real thing now.Please take a break for a moment, and let’s play a new trick later: I will use a knife to attack your sheath, and you will also use a knife to attack my sheath, both to attack and avoid it. Even if the scabbard is cut, it will be considered a loss.
Geng Zhao seemed to have some insight, and then put the knife into the sheath, took a break, and raised her sleeve to wipe her forehead sweat.
Lao Hu, is this sword technique just chopping and playing with it?No routine or anything else.
Yes no.If you practice at home, you will feel like a whirlwind when you start, and your opponent will be cut into a rotten red pomegranate before you can blink. Even if you are so powerful in the world, it will be disgusting to anyone who sees it.Hu Yanzhi shrugged.What's more important is: at first glance, this sword technique is quite similar to your cheap master's Royal Tu Holy Broken Sword, both of which are like wind and straight as the flowing clouds and flowing water.From then on, you will use the sword technique in this way, and the signature is shiny and you will never lose the blame.
Geng Zhao was indifferent to the topic of "The Successor of the Daohuang". He carried the knife and sat under the tree, shaking his soaked clothes to dissipate the heat and cool down.
There is always a name for this sword technique?Where did you learn it?
Well, that's right... I learned it from a hunter from Xishandao. He has a nickname called Hunting King, and my tracking technique is the authentic direct tradition of Hunting King.In addition to tracking the ground reduction method, I also learned this sword technique from him, called... this... Yes, it is called Wushuang Quick Slash.
Wow, who gave such a vulgar name?
Tsk, what do you little kid know?This is the style of the common people!You don’t know that the bear on Xishan Road is so powerful. It’s only two people tall when they stand up. If the bow and arrow trap cannot be killed for a while, it will be a bad luck to replace the hunter.So the Hunter King created this set of Wushuang Quick Slash. If you encounter a bear, shoot all the bows and arrows, throw the javelins, and draw out your two swords and slash them randomly, even the bear is afraid of you!
...Is this really the case?
Oops, this doesn't matter.In short, you practice hard. Although this martial arts is difficult to learn, fortunately you have very good qualifications and meet me, a rare master in a century. I have worked hard these days and can barely make do with it.
Geng Zhao smiled and said: Lao Hu's words are wrong.Although I have not practiced excellent martial arts, I understand the principle that hasteness cannot be understood. In a few years or even decades, I will achieve nothing in practice.Besides, why bother to hurry these days?I am young and have a long way to go... Before I finished speaking, my voice suddenly fell.
Hu Yanzhi held his hands in his chest, raised his eyes to look away, and rarely curled his smile, his expression was very calm.
If you don’t have time, you must leave here as soon as possible, otherwise you will have life worries and will bring unexpected disasters to others.He turned around and his face was so blue that he was a little afraid of others. Although his outline was still the cheerful and heroic bearded Lao Hu, his gloomy expression was completely different.
Within three days, you must leave White Rising Cinema and escape the farther you want!
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