Fierce knife in the snow, chapter 29, understand?

Fierce knife in the snow, chapter 29, understand?

That night was no longer the place where Princess Taiping ginger paste went down the mountain alone. Xu Fengnian didn't become angry from embarrassment and ruined her cursive script. She just lay on the stone steps, drank half a pot of rice wine, ate all the beef, and waited until the sky in the east was a fish-belly grey before leaving Taixu Palace. That day, Xu Fengnian was still practicing his knife, and he always had to suffer. After dawn, the boy sweeping the floor was shocked to see the scrawled handwriting in the square. He thought the fairy had written a gobbledygook, lost her broom, and ran back to the temple to call for master. Then after reading it, Master called out to Master, and finally called all the six ancestors and grandfathers of Wudang together.

The only gate in the world that has been built into a rhubarb pavilion is the king's residence.

Yao Chen, who is in charge of the moral precepts of Wudang Mountain, combines rigidity with softness. He is over ninety years old, but he is still in good health. He likes to step on Jiugong and reprimand the most talented little teacher on the mountain. He always starts to feel distressed before he finishes scolding, which leads to more thunder and less rain.

Song Zhishou, who lived for a whole 140 years old, is extremely low in seniority. By the end of the prison, he had passed through customs seven or eight times, not the first in the world, but also the second in the world. At the same time, he is responsible for refining and casting foreign Dan medicine. There are nearly 100 kinds of Dan medicine in Wudang forest, most of which are from his hands.

Yu Xingrui, who has just returned from a trip to the East China Sea, is poorly dressed, but his internal strength is second only to that of Wang. He just arrived in Hua Jia nian, and he received an apprentice with excellent bones on the way. The little boy is less than twenty years old, and Wudang's seniority is often irrelevant to his age. This is the root cause.

Wang Xiaoping, a sword idiot who is dumber than a mute, made no waves. His life seems to be just a sword.

In addition, the last Wudang Mountain probably belongs to the most unprofessional, pursuing the illusory heaven to wash the flood image alone.

"Good word." Chen Hao sincerely praised.

"Wonderful." Yu Xingrui nodded in agreement.

"Well written is. Except for the seven words at the end, this article is a hero, compassionate and indomitable, and I have only seen it in my life. " Song know Ren Pingsheng's age is twice that of ordinary people, sighed heavily, bent and stood at the beginning of the article, watching carefully, one hand twisted bridled as long as rattan, and then said, "think about it carefully, it seems that the seemingly redundant seven words at the end are the finishing touch. What a good oath. "

"Good words, compared with the cursive script now, are more wanton in Wang Yang. It is rare for a dragon to jump into the sky and a tiger to lie on the hill. This is even better, it is hard to imagine coming from a woman who is only twenty years old. " What Wang is right is very conclusive.

"Shh, shh, you be quiet." Small granduncle nervous way.

"What are you afraid of? His Royal Highness Prince Shizi is practicing knives below. " Wang joked.

"Anyway, I will be the only one who is unlucky at that time." Hong Xi is like muttering to himself.

"Young people are easy to deal with, and we are all old." Wang Chonglou said smilingly.

"Master elder brother, because I am young, you will push me into Gehenna? ! "Hong was a heartbreaker.

"Younger brother, you should have the consciousness that I will go to hell if I don't go to hell. So much for heaven. " Wang Chonglou joked that in front of younger brothers, there is no such thing as a door fairy detached from the Holy Spirit.

"Bullshit! This is Buddhist! " Hong Xi seems to be crying.

"10,000 people flow into the sea, the words are different, and the reason is the same." Yu Xingrui smiled when he was depressed.

"Did you hear that? Your brother Yu is right. " Wang Chonglou patted the little teacher younger brother on the shoulder, and then smiled at each other with Yu Xingrui. Everyone is a big old man, and there is no hope of feathering. The greatest pleasure is to tease the younger brother. I don't know when I will lie in the coffin and say a few words.

The king said to him, "Little brother, your handwriting is the best here. When the weather is fine, you can copy a copy and put it on the top floor of the sutra depository for careful collection. "

Hong Xi rolled his eyes. "I won't write, and if His Royal Highness knows, I will hide less."

Wang smiled and said, "It's a big deal not to copy the last seven words. What are you afraid of? "

Hong Xixiang murmured: "Anyway, it's not the big brother who was beaten."

/kloc-Wang Xiaoping, who hasn't spoken for 0/6 years, stopped for a long time and finally said huskily, "There is a sword in the word."

The four brothers looked at each other, and then they all laughed.

I haven't heard the Hongxi Elephant told by Senior Brother Six since I went up the mountain. After the surprise, I said in despair, "I'll write!" "

Three days later, the thunder was loud.

Xu Fengnian came to Taixu Palace again with an oil-paper umbrella. After a light rain, only one place was dark. The rain is getting heavier and heavier, and the raindrops are pouring on the umbrella surface. I saw a thin figure coming to the square with a peach wooden sword and standing in another corner.

Xu Fengnian wondered if the white-haired old chief had left the North Liang Wang Mi, otherwise he might have shouted to play this sword. It's not the same to fight with the East Vietnamese swordsmen and see the master's moves. This is no longer a spectacle. Dispel this tempting idea, Xu Fengnian turned down the hill.

Outside the hut, Jade Bird, a first-class beautiful girl in Wutongyuan, stood in the thunderstorm, propping up an oiled paper umbrella with a picture of Qingluan on the umbrella surface, waiting for His Royal Highness.

Jade bird brought a letter from Dazhu country to her.

Xu Fengnian walked into a room full of secrets and almost nowhere to live. Bedboard tables and chairs have been piled up, leaving only a piece of pure land in the corner. As expected, ginger paste has a place to sleep. Xu Fengnian sat on a pile of books, tore off a few pages from the tiger prison knife to wipe his face, and tore off a few pages to wipe off the rain on his hands. Only then did he open the letter. In the letter, Xiao Xu personally wrote that he had sent someone to Beijing to find out the news, and he did not hide that he had already started preparations. To Xu Fengnian's surprise, Xiao Xu finally solved the mystery. Why did he come to Wudang? In fact, he wants Wang Chonglou to transfer his whole body to him!

It's a fate, isn't it?

Aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning?

When Xu Fengnian destroyed the secret letter, there were waves in his heart. He looked up at the bluebird standing at the door and asked, "can internal forces be passed on to others?" If so, pass on your skills like a seat, and then die. Isn't Master Zongmen stronger from generation to generation? "

Jade bird said flatly, "The effect of a pill or a bowl of rice on the abdomen varies from person to person, and the internal force can be mobilized by up to half." There used to be a demon king in the Jianghu, with deep internal forces. He likes to forcibly transmit the internal force to people, seeing that those people's bodies are overwhelmed, and finally their limbs burst and die, leaving only a complete head. "

Xu Fengnian was speechless: "Is there such a madman who harms others and does not benefit himself?"

Jade bird nodded.

Xu Fengnian asked, "Do you think this was Xiao Xu's idea or my master's idea?"

Jade bird sincerely replied, "I dare not say."

Xu Fengnian said helplessly, "That's Xiao Xu."

Jade bird looked around and smiled.

Xu Fengnian said softly, "Wait until it rains less, and then go down the mountain."

Jade bird well a cry.

When it rains, the bluebird will go down the mountain eventually. Xu Fengnian sent to Xuanwu Dangxing archway and turned around.

Back outside the hut, Xu Fengnian looked at the muddy vegetable garden and whispered, "Why do you hate me?" If the second sister finds out, you will be beaten again, right? Remember the girl who can't remember? "

Next, His Royal Highness continued to practice his knife, but began to boldly go to the purple bamboo forest on the lotus peak to find it uncomfortable. You know, that's a forbidden area for Grandpa Wang Xiaoping. Few brothers on Wudang Mountain who are the same age as this sword idiot dare to ask. Only young uncles will herd cattle or find some suitable slender purple bamboo as fishing rods. Xu Fengnian went to Zizhulin for the first time, and dozens of Zizhulin were cut off and forced out. The second time, I didn't know how to carry a sword. As a result, I lay on the wooden bed for half a month, and Wudang took out a bottle of top-grade Dan medicine. When Xu Fengnian was able to split the waterfall with a knife, he went to Zizhulin again. After the sword, he was forced to quit. He still didn't see Jian Chi's face, but he couldn't afford to fall to the ground at once. At least he can limp back to the hut, but he doesn't eat Dan medicine as food.

Wudang Mountain is in the same strain as Dante, but slightly different from Longhu Mountain. It not only emphasizes the practice of inner alchemy, but also accepts the practice of "cooking and refining stones" by the left-handed alchemist. There are several cauldrons on the Qingyun Peak, and the alchemist is most willing to suffer hardships on the mountain, spending nearly 10,000 kilograms of charcoal every year, which is huge. Last month, Xu Fengnian went to Qingyun Peak, which occupied a corner, to watch a tripod opening ceremony. Choose an auspicious day, build an altar and burn a sign. The alchemist knelt at the foot of the peak, held a medicine stove, prayed for the Buddha on the avenue facing south, and then went up the mountain. Finally, His Royal Highness is even more difficult to understand. It is not easy to practice alchemy, but this does not delay Xu Fengnian's cattle chewing peony to eat Dan medicine, and it is difficult to persuade his Royal Highness Song know life to let him go into the mountains to see the red elephant of alchemy. The glad eye was lost to the heartless.

Master elder brother said that young people are easy to communicate, which really doesn't make any sense!

Sweet osmanthus fragrance on the mountain.

In addition to competing with the waterfalls under the Xianfeng Mountain, Xu Fengnian also went to Zizhulin and Wang Xiaoping from time to time, and finally managed to hold his sword.

Although they are all swords, whether they fall or not means whether Xu Fengnian is proficient in practicing knives.

Probably it was suddenly found that the purple bamboo in the bamboo forest suddenly decreased, and the sword was stupid again, which made people more unpredictable.

Few people expected that the infamous Prince Prince could really stay in Wudang Mountain for the first half of the year. Some young monks who have come into contact with the secular world are wondering whether His Royal Highness has hidden more than a dozen beautiful girls in the mountains, or whether he has plenty of fish and meat every day. By the way, they see their young granduncle less often, so a young monk said that His Royal Highness Prince Prince Prince was reincarnated as a demon and needed the reincarnated young granduncle of Zhenwu Emperor to suppress it, which became more and more severe.

Hong, riding on the back of a cow, turned a deaf ear and didn't take the initiative to explain anything. When a young Taoist asked this question, he would answer with a smile: "His Royal Highness Prince Shizi is reading the classics Yun Qi Four Wonders and Daoshushu with great care."

If it is said by others, naturally no one wants to believe it. It's still doubtful that I can say it from my uncle's mouth.

Occasionally, a senior Taoist priest asked indignantly, "Uncle Hong, how did that Xu come to Wudang Mountain to bully others?" Who will practice the knife? ! "

Little Martial Uncle said with a smile, "I'm probably training him a knife and showing it to myself. His Royal Highness, Prince Shizi, was born in a rich family, and his hobbies were always different from ordinary people. Well, there are some alternatives. "

Someone can't help sneering: "It must be stealing Wudang to practice swords, so that we can go down the mountain and commit crimes!"

At this moment, Xiaoshishu was silent.

Today, he released the green cow, walked alone in the forest, walked to the hanging fairy coffin, and saw a unique Qiu Chan passing by on Wudang Mountain.

I didn't see how Hongxi stood up. After a few steps like a drunk, he caught up with Qiu Chan and held it gently, just before it hit the cobweb.

The young granduncle lowered his head and walked through the cobwebs. Only then did he loosen his fingers and let Qiu Chan out.

In fact, the life span of cicadas is no more than three months after they emerge from larvae to adults.

Hong still saved Xiang for no reason. This is just a natural little thing.

This uncle, who has done such a trivial thing for more than 20 years, has always been regarded as the best person to know about heaven, but he never seems to know what heaven is, and he is too lazy to think hard, eating and drinking Lazar, herding cattle and reading books to enjoy the scenery, which is unremarkable.

Hong Xiang walked slowly outside the hut and saw His Royal Highness Prince Shizi picking a cucumber from the garden and biting it in his mouth.

Hong tried to steal a cucumber while the prince was not paying attention, but Xu Fengnian took it off with his claws embroidered with winter sheaths.

Hong, who had to squat down to watch, asked curiously, "Your Royal Highness, are you really willing to give up the capacity of red wine, beautiful singing voice, delicacies and brocade bedding?"

Xu Fengnian smiled and said, "If you do this every day for more than ten years, you will be willing."

Hong Xiang shook his head and said, "The path is reluctant to part with this mountain."

Xu Fengnian sneered: "You are timid, this is different."

Hong Xiang left his pie mouth, which was the biggest protest against the young granduncle.

Xu Fengnian sneered, "I dare to go up the mountain to practice knives, but you dare not go down the mountain? Is there a ghost under the mountain or monsters everywhere? To say the least, even if there is, don't you Taoists need to kill demons? "

Hong Xiang still shook his head hard.

Xu Fengnian stopped wasting saliva and asked, "I'm going to Zizhulin. Will you come with me?"

Hong Xixiang shook his head like a rattle and waved. "No, Brother Wang won't let me go there to herd cattle now."

Xu Fengnian gnawed at the cucumber and left the small vegetable garden with an embroidered winter knife. He said vaguely, "What's the big deal about being the best in the world? Preferably chinese odyssey. Everyone in the world is robbing, and only one person is robbing, but the latter is estimated to be like this. This is heaven. "

Hong Xiang squatted on the ground, his cheeks in his hands, lost in thought. "A little, a little."

Xu Fengnian, who walked with his back to the elephant, snorted, "Don't steal cucumbers again. I have counted them all. If I come back and find one missing, I'll hit you in three legs with blood. Do you understand? "

Hong Xiang squeezed out a smiling face and said, "I understand!" "