Han Shan's Sword Unsheathed

Chapter 154

After Yu Qishu came to Mingyue Lake, she always tossed and turned sleeplessly at night, but it wasn't because of acclimatization.According to his living habits in Changchun Peak, he didn't find a place to plant anything, but turned over the soil and watered it, just like a swordsman who doesn't touch a sword, an alchemist who doesn't clean the alchemy furnace, and a beast master who doesn't touch spirit beasts, he feels uncomfortable all over.Without his diligent planting, the peach branches in Changchun Peak would have been cut down by him long ago.

Of course, this matter cannot be discovered by others.If the image collapses and the sales of Peach Blossom products decline, Shopkeeper Qian will be the first to fly to Yu Jian to deal with him.So Yu Qishu went out alone in the middle of the night, avoiding the patrolling disciples of Mingyue Lake, looking for and looking for a hidden place in the back mountain, planning to enjoy the addiction of shoveling the ground and turning the soil.

This place is really inaccessible, and the four-person team was also chosen as a meeting place.Array talisman master Liu Jing also set up a concealment array, even if ordinary monks see them, it is no different from looking at flowers, trees, earth and rocks.

But Yu Qishu was unusual.When the mirage was in Changchun Peak, every day when he came out of the mouse's nest, the mirage would breathe on him.From sinking into a mirage, he gradually figured out a set of defense methods.

He is already resistant to mirage illusions, how can mere man-made blindfold tricks fool him?

In his eyes, the talisman master's hidden formation was just trying to hide it.

Yu Qishu was the first to see Song Qianyi's slender figure, fearing that she might be in danger late at night, so she restrained her breath and approached quietly, intending to secretly protect her.He didn't have a "medical and cultivating complex" at first, but he couldn't bear the three senior brothers of Chongbi Peak, and they kept whispering in his ears all day long: "Let me see Junior Sister Song!", "Junior Sister Song looks really good today too!"

Unexpectedly, after he approached, he heard Song Qianyi swearing, his breath was disturbed under the shock, and Song Qianyi noticed his trace.

At this time, Yu Qishu appeared in a hurry, raising her hands high to show her harmlessness.

Song Qianyi put on her characteristic gentle smile again, like a spring breeze wrinkling a pool of spring water: "Junior Brother Xiao Yu, what have you heard? Come and tell Senior Sister."

The autumn night is cold and cool.Yu Qishu shuddered, thinking of her sneering and yelling "you are beautiful", a chill came from behind her.

At the same time, in the bottom of my heart, my ignorant feelings for the gentle female doctor Xiu are completely chilled—Senior Brother Chong Bifeng misunderstood me, and Senior Sister Song is not like that at all!

The four of them approached in a siege, Yu Qishu swallowed nervously, but said honestly: "I heard you sing poems, but I didn't understand them. Cough, Senior Sister Song, have you gotten into trouble?"

Song Qianyi looked at him quietly, and saw the young man's expression was sincere and innocent, his boots and clothes were covered with mud spots, dust, and grass leaves, which was completely different from the noble man in brocade clothes during the day, and he looked a little pitiful.

Xu Sanshan rolled his eyes, took two steps forward, hooked shoulders with Yu Qishu, and said with a bold smile: "Brother Yu, are we friends?"

Yu Qishu nodded blankly.

Xu Sanshan hurriedly winked at his teammates, and said to Yu Qishu: "Hey, that friend is in trouble, you just know it, can you help?"

Zheng Mu and Liu Jing understood it and surrounded him together.

"Amitabha, if you meet, you are destined, join us."

"Young people should have ambitions and ideals. Do you want to do something big and big together?"

When the three of you said something, Yu Qi was stunned for a moment when I said it.

Yu Qishu laughed: "Okay. How can I help?"

Xu Sanshan showed a satisfied smile: "It's like this..." He opened his mouth, but was roughly interrupted by Song Qianyi, "Wait!"

Song Qianyi pushed the three of them away and dragged Yu Qishu away.The latter was unprepared, staggered by being pulled, and staggered away with her.

In the deep mountains and old forests, the moon is dark and the wind is high.

The first time Yu Qishu held the nun's hand, he felt it was soft and delicate, as cold as a piece of jade, but his mind was muddled: Is Senior Sister Song going to kill me?But how did the medical practitioner kill and silence me, poisoning me to death?Can I fight back? Does fighting back count as bullying her?I don't want to bully her either...

Suddenly Song Qianyi stopped, and Yu Qishu hurriedly let go, at a loss for what to do.

Song Qianyi smiled and said: "They were joking with you just now, don't listen to their nonsense. Tomorrow the autumn water will officially start, if any accident happens, you just stay away. It's not for you, no one will embarrass you, as long as You don't come out."

Yu Qishu blinked: "Senior Sister Song, I..."

Song Qianyi suddenly envied him a little, he smiled at everyone, gave flowers to everyone, and Elder Meng was his master, even if the sky fell, the elders of the master would support him.

It was easy for La Yuqishu to join the gang, and it was good for them, but it was not good for Yu Qishu at all.Yu Qishu didn't know Jing Di at all, so why would she venture into this muddy water?

Song Qianyi sighed: "Don't go out alone at night, there are more bad people than good people in this world, remember?"

Yu Qishu nodded "Oh" and suddenly realized, she said with a helpless smile, "I'm not a child, what did Senior Sister say?"

Song Qianyi pushed him: "Go back quickly. Remember what I just said."

Yu Qishu was forcefully driven away by her, and she always felt that something was wrong.

When Yu Qishu's back was gone, three teammates came out and stared at Song Qianyi in surprise.

Xu Sanshan: "Master Song, Aunt Song, why did you let him go?"

Liu Jing: "If we don't drag him onto the pirate ship, what should we do if he denounces us?"

Song Qian glanced at him coolly: "Do you still know that we are a thief ship?"

Zheng Mu: "Cultivated for a hundred years to cross the same boat, the thief boat is also a boat, and the evil fate is also a fate."

Song Qianyi didn't have the heart to play tricks on them: "He won't say anything. Listen to my voice transmission tomorrow and play by ear. The meeting is over."

She didn't explain the plan in detail. She was afraid that the three stupid teammates would react unnaturally on the spot, and the elders would see the clues in advance, so the success would fall short.

Song Qianyi knew that she was able to do this because of her mental calculations.After all, in the eyes of big shots, poetry clubs and poetry papers are all young people's troubles, and they don't deserve too much attention.Daoist Qinghe saw that his apprentice obeyed his arrangements and everything was back on track, so he left her alone and let her take advantage of it.

The parting is imminent, and the four young people are uneasy.

The array talisman master held the array tightly and asked nonsense: "Tomorrow, can it be done?"

Song Qianyi looked at the hazy moonlight in the distance: "Gamble your life."

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"Brother Jing, are you still listening?" The disciple held up the lamp, wishing he could stick his head into the black iron fence, "What does this sentence mean? 'From now on, we must write less poems and Fu, and keep our hearts and souls together', yes Didn't it mean that I don't have to reply, she is already satisfied and willing to stay with me?"

Jing Di closed her eyes and said calmly: "There is no need to go back."

"Thank you, Senior Brother Jing!" The disciple cheered, turned around happily, and ran away.The stone door of the water prison fell, causing ripples in the water, isolating the faint light from the outside world.

Yun Xuzi never prohibited other disciples from visiting Jing Di, that would be too unkind.To be in charge of such a large sect, one still needs to relax one by one, to punish the criminals, but also not to chill the hearts of many disciples and express resentment towards teachers and students.

Therefore, he not only allowed his disciples to visit and persuade Jing Di, but also used Jing Di as a lesson for others, and imperceptibly stated a rule: Jing Di was punished because he contradicted the teacher. You can enjoy the shade of the teacher's door, and the future is bright.If not, he would end up like Jing Di.All in all, Zongmen can give you everything, but it can also drive you into the abyss.

On the eve of the meeting, Moon Shadow was almost complete.

Yun Xuzi served tea to Guiqing Daoist, after drinking it, he sighed: "Jixiao monopolizes the luck of the world when he is alive, and enjoys the respect of the world all alone when he dies. You asked me before, since there is Jixiao in this world, why do you have Jixiao? Would there be other cultivators who were eager to come and serve as stepping stones for Ji Xiao? This is unreasonable. I didn’t answer you at the time, but now you see, Ji Xiao died. Torn apart, the life and death of his Taoist companion is uncertain. The way of heaven has always been the fairest, practitioners of my generation should look far away, and can't just focus on the gains and losses of a moment and a place."

"Master's teaching is right." Yun Xuzi replied respectfully, but he knew that what Master Guiqing said to him was not teaching, but that the saint was in a good mood now, so he wanted to talk to someone.

After a hundred years of planning and planning, it finally came to the end of the day, even the immovable gods should feel happy.

So Yun Xuzi flattered: "The vast three worlds are all on the uncle's chessboard. All monks are not as far-sighted as uncle."

Unexpectedly, Master Guiqing's smile disappeared when he heard the words, and he squinted at him, his eyes were deep at the southern night sky.

Yun Xuzi watched his words and demeanor, followed his gaze, and hurriedly stopped talking.

Mingyue Lake is already in the south of the mainland, and going south, there is only the South China Sea.The small sects of the islands in the South China Sea are scattered all over the place, and they are not popular.But in the sky above the South China Sea, on the top of the blue clouds, in the depths of the sun, there is also a great realm of the sky lake.

There is still Hu Si, the master of the realm, Ji Xiao's senior brother.

Yun Xuzi's heart sank, and he vaguely realized that there were some things he didn't know, and they were beyond Guiqing's control.

He didn't understand, but he didn't ask, not a word.In the past, Gui Qing relied heavily on Ning Wei, and left everything to that kid himself. He even felt that his position as head was in jeopardy, but in the end he wanted to get rid of Ning Wei with the hands of the Yaozu. It can be seen that knowing too much is definitely not a good thing.

Guiqing really doesn't care what Yun Xuzi thinks.In his current position, there are very few things he needs to care about.He drank his tea and asked, "Have you finished the things that should be explained to Tai Heng?"

Yun Xuzi hurriedly said: "Everything is safe, please rest assured, uncle. Tomorrow's meeting will definitely go well!"

The monks from all over the world gathered in Mingyue Lake. Those who came early had been guests for more than ten days, and those who came late had waited for two or three days.Everyone watched the moon shadow for several days, and the "autumn water sencha party" finally kicked off.

The full moon hangs high in the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the clear light shines on the world.Mingyue Lake is shrouded in smog and mist all year round. Such a bright moonlight is rare and precious. People say it is a good omen.

There is a bamboo road on the lake, which is open and flat, extending in all directions, connecting all the islands in the whole lake.

Stone lotus lanterns are lit on both sides of the bamboo road, like stars floating in the water.

The stars and the moon in the sky, and the lamps and candles in the lake, complement each other, shining brightly.

Seats for participants from all sects and sects are located on these bamboo paths.Only the seat of the host, Mingyue Lake, is set in the Huxin Pavilion.Looking around, with the Huxin Pavilion as the center, each faction is guided by the disciples of the outer sect of Mingyue Lake, boarding their respective bamboo paths by boat.

Arranged by the size of the sects, the position of the large sect is close to the Huxin Pavilion, and the small sect is far away, but regardless of the distance, they all sit facing the Huxin Pavilion.Lead the elder to sit in front, and all the disciples stand behind the elder.

Some small sects only had two or three people, and it was inconvenient to arrange them separately, so they shared a bamboo path with the Sanxiu League. More than [-] small sects gathered together. overlord.

The pavilion in the middle of the lake is like a bright moon, and the surrounding bamboo paths are dotted with stars. This arrangement shows that the stars are holding the moon.

Some people were surprised to find that the Bamboo Road of the Huaishui Zhou family, headed by Daoist Tai Heng, was closer to the Huxin Pavilion than the Hanshan Sword Sect, and it was also more open and conspicuous. Can you hold your breath?Are you afraid of setting this precedent and being suppressed in the future?

Han Shan... They really can hold their breath.

The master of Chongbi Peak sat upright to enjoy the scenery, and decided to draw a landscape after returning home, thinking about the composition and color selection in his heart.

The disciples behind him, looking at the seats in Songfeng Valley, with white clothes fluttering on the surface and swords on their waists, privately transmitted non-stop voices: "Look over there, Junior Sister Song has come out!"

"Move to the side, let me see Junior Sister Song too!"

"Hey, Junior Sister Song looks a little haggard today."

Among other sects, some young disciples participated in this kind of event for the first time, and they were quite excited, and couldn't help but look left and right, with joy on their faces.

Song Qianyi and her teammates were far apart, and they followed each other in their respective schools. They couldn't see each other, but they were equally restless.

After the factions were seated, more than a hundred disciples from the outer sect of Mingyue Lake rowed boats to deliver refreshments.

The dim sum is exquisite and has a wide variety.The tea is a special product of Mingyue Lake. It is served in a white jade cup, reflecting the moonlight.The tea soup contains traces of aura, the mouth is clear and moist, and the aftertaste is sweet, which fits the name of the conference.

Everyone sincerely praised the beauty of the tea soup, but Yu Qishu felt that it was nothing more than that—Although Qian Zhenren was very stingy and only used old tea for hospitality, he visited too many times and could get good tea, which was better than the famous Mingyue tea. better.

Surrounded by hustle and bustle, the feast is full of dangers, and the new world is shining brightly, slowly opening up in front of his eyes.He should have devoted himself to it nervously, but he was inexplicably distracted—he missed Zhenren Qian a little bit.

I often come and go with my friends, only to see all kinds of bad things, and after parting for a while, I think of all the good things about him.

After everyone had refreshments, the whispers fell silent.The solemn ceremonies and music sounded all around the lakeshore, and the Yijia of Guiqing Daoist made its final appearance.I saw a dark blue flying chariot flying out from the largest island on the lake, escorted by six elders, and flying towards the pavilion in the middle of the lake.

Yun Xuzi took care of the affairs of the Mingyue Lake sect, but Guiqing rarely showed up. The last time the Vast Sea Secret Realm was only on the cloud boat, very few monks had seen him with their own eyes, and they didn't know what he looked like.But as the flying chariot lifted off and landed, a great coercion swept across the heaven and earth, shaking the mind, and everyone knew that the saint must have arrived.

Everyone in Mingyue Lake bowed to the ground, and monks from other sects also bowed to Yijia.

With high ceremonies and music and a solemn atmosphere, the disciples of Mingyue Lake and You Rongyan said in unison: "Welcome the saint!"

The sound resounded through the lake and mountains, startling flocks of white birds.

The author has something to say: I'm sorry, I haven't written about the appearance of Diao and his Taoist companions yet, I cried too

Xiaoyu: I just cried