Shangjing City East Ring Water.

The wide Longhu River connects three yards, ‌several buildings are majestic and magnificent, and the fishermen and boats pass through it, like under the giant trees with scattered leaves, as far as the eye can see, the sails are heavy, and the boats are thousands of miles. It's called a cover up.

Before the Longhu River merges into Cangshui, at the end of it is the famous Cangxi Mountain.

It is said that Cangxi Mountain was once the place where the Taoist ancestors sat in the past, and when you see a temple and stand on the mountain, you can see nature. Its mountains are tens of thousands of meters high, but they are majestic and magnificent. They are connected to the nine heavens at the top and deep valleys and ravines at the bottom.

It is midsummer, the mountains are green and dark, and the shades are everywhere.

"The scenery in the north is very different from that in the south of the Yangtze River."

A flat boat floated down the river, and after throwing the vast plains, it gradually approached the magnificent mountains.

A young man wearing a blue Taoist robe but with long hair was reclining wildly on the boat, stroking the water and pouring out the jug, while looking at the beautiful scenery on both sides of the strait and exclaiming in admiration.

On the other side of the coffee table, on the opposite side sat a young novice in gray with red lips and white teeth.

The little novice turned the rosary in his hand, and many monks had nothing, but looked curiously at the jug floating on the water in the hands of the young Taoist priest, and said, "Master Xi, you think the wine is too hot, but this method of ice wine, how can it be? Didn't all the wine go into the river, and the river replaced the wine in the pot? If you drink later, will you drink wine or water?"

"The wine bottle is naturally filled with wine."

The young Taoist replied, "Little monk, don't look at how small my jug is, but on this journey from west to east, my jug has included water from a thousand miles of Qingjiang River. Thousands of miles of river water make wine. , why isn't it wine?"

The little novice did not argue about wine or water, but opened his round eyes and asked, "Then Dao Chang, there are thousands of fish in the lower reaches of the river, if the fish drank your wine. , but will you be drunk too? If you are drunk, turn your stomach and come up, do you prefer grilled or stewed fish soup?"

The young Taoist patted the boat rail and laughed loudly: "Little monk, listen, this is what a monk should say? It's time to go to Beijing, I will definitely go to the Dabei Temple and sue you!"

"The wine and meat have passed through the intestines, and the Buddha's heart remains."

The little novice folded his hands together, and showed a warm smile that was more than pure.

At this time, the boat was near the shore, and there were several horses running by the shore unhurriedly.

Immediately, a man happened to overhear the conversation on the boat, and whispered to his companions, "A little monk who has not grown even his hair, if he wants to break his precept, he must break his precept, what kind of excuse is he looking for? Are there living Buddhas and eminent monks who can be patient?"

The companion glanced at the boat, his eyes narrowed, and he lowered his voice and smiled bitterly: "You are really right."

"what?"

The man was taken aback.

"That was the main walk of Dabei Temple, 'Buddha Xinzi' Juechen, only fifteen years old, is the third half-step Dingdan on the White Dragon Ranking, Buddha's heart is simple and pure. The romantic Taoist priest opposite him He is the tenth on the White Dragon List, 'Drunken Smoker' Xi Feiming, the eldest disciple of Qingshan Guan's lineage."

The companion spoke with admiration and longing, and sighed: "I didn't expect Xie Chengyun to open the sword platform, and they came too."

The man was stunned, shook his head and said bitterly, "It's actually them."

Another woman who was traveling with her was for the first time on the rivers and lakes. Hearing this, she asked curiously, "Didn't the dispute between Buddhism and Taoism last for many years? Like, sharing a boat and arguing?"

"Junior sister, you don't care about the affairs of the rivers and lakes, and you don't know anything. This is the rule of Dabei Temple and Qingshan Temple."

The companion knew a lot about the rivers and lakes, and spoke eloquently: "The Great Xia has been unified for only a hundred years, and the dispute between Buddhism and Taoism has intensified. If the family and the imperial court are in the middle of reconciliation, they will almost fight."

"Later, Qingshan Temple became the fourth point of view, which was different from ordinary Taoism. The main point of the temple went to Jinzhou in person, visited the Dabei Temple, the Buddhist and Taoist leader, and had a secret conversation with Master Hui Neng of the Dabei Temple for three nights and three nights. The disciples who go down the mountain have set a rule, that is, when they go down the mountain for the first time, they must accompany a monk together. with drunken smokers."

The woman smiled sweetly: "This is a very interesting rule."

While the few people were talking, they looked at the boat on the river again, but saw that the boat was far away, and docked at the fisherman's yard at the foot of Cangxi Mountain in the distance.

farther.

On the river, a building boat broke through the river fog and came slowly. There was a man on the boat pressing a knife, with a majestic momentum, and it was about to split the river.

The horses galloped along the mountain road, and the young chivalrous youth led by them had white hair and high spirits.

The carriages approaching from the shore were draped by the wind, revealing a faint shadow, sitting with their swords in their hands, with their sharp edges hidden inside.

The slender woman in the half-mountain pavilion held a silver gun and stared at the high platform on the top of the mountain a hundred meters away, her face was frosty, and her fighting spirit rose.

"Open the sword platform, ask the sword, get down, lead the world, and gather heroes."

The companion sighed: "Such a reputation for courage is worthy of the Xie Family Fuxuejian."

At the same time, someone on the mountain road of Cangxi Mountain expressed the same emotion as him.

"Xie Chengyun's pomp is really big."

The young man in red with a long black ruler hanging from his waist hugged his chest and touched his chin, walked into the Banshan Pavilion, and greeted the woman with a gun: "Miss Yan is here too."

"'‌Shen Yin' Ningguan."

Yan Xuanji's face turned cold again: "When you settle down, there will be a battle."

Ning Guan raised his eyebrows: "Wow, it's not enough to lose twice in the Hanshen stage, and you still want to lose again when you are determined? You deserve to be, Yan Xuanji."

Yan Xuanji has become accustomed to this person's arrogance and humiliation, and ignores it.

Ning Guan said with a smile: "Miss Yan has already achieved Ding Dan, and she must not come here to challenge Xie Chengyun, but to observe the ceremony and protect the law. Alas, I have defeated you twice, how can he Xie Chengyun? If I can become friends with you, I would rather not invite you to meet me?"

"The gap between people is really big."

Yan Xuanji said coldly: "On the eve of the opening of the sword stage, Xie Chengyun will only fight against the Hanshen period Jianghu people under the 30's outside the White Dragon Ranking according to the rules. How did you come here?"

"If you can come, I can't come?"

I don't know when Ning Guan had a straw in his mouth, and he said, "There's no such thing as domineering here, Miss Yan. What are you doing here, and what are you doing when I come here?"  ‌

"Don't look at the challenge tonight are just ordinary Hanshen who can't make it into the White Dragon List, but the rivers and lakes are so big and there are so many talented people that you and I can't imagine. There are mixed fish and dragons. This person, who resorted to insidious tricks, thanked Chengyun, and really needed me as a great Dharma protector."

Yan Xuanji frowned: "I will do my best to protect the Dharma, but this kind of event will be handled by the Xie family, so why worry about the rest."

"That's not certain." Ning Guan bit the grass stem and said vaguely.

The ‌‌ gradually swayed into the middle of the , and then slowly fell, and was heavily pressed into the middle of the river by the lofty mountains.

Night falls, and the breeze blows.

A long bell rang from Pudu Mountain on the other side of the river.

Suddenly, the top of Cangxi Mountain lit up with a string of brilliant lights, which clearly reflected the long straight steps hidden by the trees below the stone platform.

The surroundings are bright, as if it were daytime.

A man in white clothes holding a sword stood in front of the high platform, on the stone steps. Afterwards, there was a maid in a red dress with a very high number, wearing double knives, and her face was cold.

Inside and outside the Banshan Pavilion, in addition to Ning Guan and Yan Xuanji, many martial arts practitioners have gathered in this area.

A little further away, there were also a few figures with their necks stretched out, looking sideways.

The light spread, and they all stood up one after another, showing fighting intent on their faces.

On the eve of the opening of the sword stage, it can be said that it is a preparatory battle under the sword, Xie Chengyun's realm, and the battle is the Hanshen realm that has not entered the White Dragon Ranking within 30 years. Raised from his aura, sharpened his mind in martial arts, he can be regarded as a master of the same age.

Anyone who came and met the conditions could climb the mountain and use the strongest move against Xie Chengyun.

This preparatory battle does not stipulate how much to lose and how much to win, but if it is a wheel battle, even the masters outside the White Dragon Ranking can't fight, then there is still a sword stage, and there is nothing to talk about. ‌Forget the land.

No nonsense, there was a person who rushed out of the half-mountain pavilion and swept upwards. At the same time, the long sword was unsheathed. The light of the sword was like lightning, and it was quickly cut out, with the wrath of thunder. Shaky.

"Bai  Shan Li Xingyuan, he has been studying the sword 'Lei Yin' for 18 years, please Xie Shaoxia for teaching me!"

Before the sound fell, the knife had arrived.

The mountain wind was cold, and the white clothes were flying. Xie Chengyun turned his back to the bright lights, raised his eyes and drew out his sword.

The cold light of the genus sword flashed by, like flakes of snow, like plums falling into ice, light and slow, without the slightest smoke and fire, but also with exquisite and subtle moves, ordinary and ordinary, and unavoidable. On the lightning knife light.

In an instant, the thunder light extinguished, and the sword qi vibrated, but it was like a whisk, gently sweeping away the dust accumulated on the stone steps in front of Xie Chengyun.

The swordsman Li Xingyuan's hand trembled slightly, the tiger's mouth cracked open, and the long sword fell to the ground.

"A good knife. However, the power of thunder is difficult to control, and it is easy to disperse and not gather. It needs to be condensed to make thunder like a knife, and a knife like a thunder. If I practice this knife for another ten years, I will not be as good." Xie Cheng Yun smiled and sighed.

Li Xingyuan's lost expression changed, he bent down to pick up the long knife, and smiled honestly: "Then I will practice for another ten years, and I will challenge Xie Shaoxia again!"

"Okay, it's a deal."

Xie Chengyun nodded.

Li Xingyuan clasped his fists as a salute, took the knife to the side, and got out of the way.

Ning Guan in the half-mountain pavilion sneered: "This white mountain is also a fool, Xie Chengyun fooled him, and he really believed it. In another ten years, he will still be holding his spirits, Xie Chengyun has already made up his mind, and he still believes it. What a fight."

"You can't keep your mouth shut when you drink?"

Yan Xuanji snorted coldly.

Ning Guan held Xi Feiming's wine jug in his hand, shook it when he heard the words, and said to Xi Feiming: "Hey, stinky Taoist priest, did you add water to this wine? The birds have faded out."

Xi Feiming ignored him at all, and was whispering to the little novice Juechen next to him: "Have you seen it, little monks, like Ning Guan and Yan Xuanji, are called happy enemies, foolish men and resentful women..."

In the next moment, Xi Feiming felt a chill in his throat, and when he turned to look, Yan Xuanji's gun had been stabbed and was pointing at him from a distance of ten feet.

"Someone is climbing again."

Juechen's excited voice saved Xi Feiming.

At this time, in the eyes of everyone, the second shadow had already charged up to meet Xie Chengyun's sword, and a rough and arrogant howl shook the mountains.

"North Desert Kuangsha Castle Xun Zhen, please advise!"

The two giant axes flew out in rotation, rolling up the sand and dust, and the sight was fascinating.

Relying on the power of the mountain storm, the giant axe slashed down, with a tyrannical momentum, almost wanting to split the mountain.

Xie Chengyun swung his sword out, and the night sky filled with several stars suddenly dropped a few pieces of snow.

The mountain breeze is light, the surrounding temperature seems to be slowly dropping, the vegetation and mountains and rocks seem to have lost their spiritual energy, and they are covered with dust. Only that simple sword is beautiful and indestructible.

The sand and snow fell, the storm froze, and the mountains were suddenly cut open and broken into two pieces.

The giant axe flew out and slammed into the side of the mountain road with a bang, and the gravel splashed around.

Xun Zhen stood dazedly on the mountain road, like a stone statue, the cold light of the sword energy still solidified in the tiger's eyes.

"You've made a move, don't stop Grandpa's way!"

Another slender figure rushed over, his anger surged, and he pushed Xun Zhen out of the mountain road: "Baili Shui Gang Su Dahong, please Xie Shaoxia see my trick!"

Fist out, like a dragon out of the river, a thousand feet of waves, ten thousand feet of wind.

"Good come."

Xie Chengyun chuckled lightly, and his sword fell, like an avalanche.

The glove was shattered, and there was a line of blood in the fist, but Su Dahong raised his head and laughed loudly: "Hahahaha, happy! Happy!"

The spectators at the half-mountain pavilion continued to discuss and exclaim.

"Such a punch is defeated! That's a talented person from the Baili Shui Gang!"

"Xun Zhen, the young fortress of Kuangsha Castle, has been defeated, so what about the Baili Shui Gang?"

"Good fist, good sword! It's worth coming today!"

After Su Dahong stepped back, another shadow flew out, one after another.

It was a long night, and several names rang out on the mountain road, before the end of a few tricks.

Some people are hit hard and discouraged, some people have an epiphany, and some people are surprised.

The high-spirited young heroes took turns to fight, and thousands of martial arts people watched and commented on the battle, and the lights were shaking.

This night in Cangxi Mountain, the sword light was endless, the top of the mountain was snowing, and the chill was a hundred feet deep.

 When the lights burned out, it suddenly became dark, and a bright white light rose from Xie Chengyun's back, reflecting the white clothes and the snow on the ground, and the shadow of the sword that was scabbard and walking forward. .

Cang is wrapped in plain, and everything is inlaid with silver.

When you come, there is snow in the mountains, and Zi Fuxue comes.

The onlookers were all stunned, shocked, and could not believe it.

"He's over, he's really over..."

"He fought all night! He fought a hundred people, but he didn't lose a single move, and he didn't move a single step. It's terrifying!"

"One sword is all one sword! One hundred young heroes from all corners of the world can actually make him make the second sword. Is this the thirteenth strength of the White Dragon List? It's a monster..."

Covered with thin cold, the fighting intent ended.

Xie Chengyun stepped on the steps up the snow and descended slowly. He was not even half exhausted, as if he just got up early to practice a sword.

When he reached the half-mountain pavilion, he stopped and clasped his fists in a salute.

"Thank you, everyone, not far away, come to watch the ceremony."

Everyone raised their eyes and looked at the shadow of the snow and the sword, and for a while they were amazed, ashamed, or revered.

One person, one sword, one night fighting a hundred people, one person only one sword.

After this, it will be a new legend in Jianghu.

"The ranking of the White Dragon List is indeed low."

He sighed softly: "Lin Ce is in danger."

The top of the mountain was silent for a moment, and then there was an uproar. Many carrier pigeons flew up in the mountains and forests, and the spectators who had recovered from the battle hurriedly delivered the latest news to the bottom of the mountain.

After Xie Chengyun greeted the people in the rivers and lakes, he met Ning Guan and others again, and then went back up the mountain. He took a little rest in the hut behind the sword platform, and prepared for the noon after the sword platform was opened. first battle.

However, as soon as he entered the hut, Xie Chengyun's handsome and smiling face suddenly turned white, his erect posture trembled, and he suddenly fell on the low couch.

Chu Yunsheng quickly shot, supported the person, and when he lowered his head, he saw Xie Chengyun suddenly open his mouth and spit out a mouthful of black blood with a wow.

Inside the house, Fang Wenmin, Li Ming, and Yu Dan, who were invited to protect the Dharma, all changed their expressions greatly.

"Poison blood!"

Everyone's heart sank, like falling to the bottom of the valley.

Fang Wenmin came over with a stride, grabbed Xie Chengyun's wrist, and checked his pulse.

After a while, he looked cold and said in a low voice, "Brother Xie, you are poisoned. This poison is extraordinary. With my three-legged cat kung fu medical skills, I can't find out what it is, so I have to ask a doctor who specializes in detoxification. "

Li Ming concealed his anger, and said solemnly: "After a night of fighting, none of those people could get close to Brother Xie, and there was no one in the first ten steps, and no one was inciting the poison. How could it be poisoned?"

"It's hard to say, some poisons are very concealed and can penetrate the body protection qi." Fang Wenmin said.

"Someone dares to use a shady trick! I'm going to pull out those people from last night and have a reason with them!" Li Ming said, pushing the door and leaving.

Xie Chengyun wiped the corner of his lips with the handkerchief in Chu Yunsheng's hand, and said, "Brother Li, it is absolutely impossible."

Li Ming frowned and stopped.

Xie Chengyun took out an ordinary detoxification pill and took it, suspending the properties of the medicine, and said: "I don't want to miss the opening of the sword platform, I want to investigate the person from last night, brother Li can find the guard in the forest for me. Xie Jia Keqing, who is here, order them to go down the mountain, ask for a doctor, and work secretly to find the person who poisoned them, and don’t make a big fuss.”

Li Ming disapproved: "Brother Xie, you have been poisoned, how can you continue to open the sword platform? After the noon salute, you are going to fight the first battle. I don't know who you posted the battle post of the first battle before. But at this time, you are definitely not suitable for fighting. Could it be that you lost the first battle you wanted to open the sword stage?"

"Losing is better than retreating without a fight."

Xie Chengyun sighed: "My battle post, I went to the Sword Cave."

Li Ming's face changed.

Fang Wenmin was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly: "That's true, even if you lose, you have to fight. Everyone in the Sword Cave is a stone hut in a dungeon, smelly and hard, and ranks on the white dragon list in our heads. First, the 'killing sword' Lin Ce is even more stinky and stinky, and harder than ever. It's the same with people and people."

"Brother Li, you should do as Brother Xie said. I can't say it's faster. Before noon, the doctor can go up the mountain and get rid of this poison."

Fang Wenmin felt a little gloomy when he said these words, realizing that this was just self-comfort.

Cangxi Mountain goes up to the capital. This time, unless You Xian makes a move, it will take at least two hours, and the doctor who detoxifies is not easy to find. How could Xie Chengyun, who is still weak, be the opponent of Lin Ce, the number one on the White Dragon List?

Li Ming knew this too well, but he still went out the door, flying like a dragon, and with enough infuriating energy, he went straight to the mountains and forests.

The hut was silent and gloomy for a while, and the half-half had just defeated the hundreds of Hanshen in high spirits, proud and self-confident, and the Banshan Pavilion, where Xie Chengyun fought last night, was loudly and loudly praised by the outsiders, as if two worlds.

Xie Chengyun crossed his knees to adjust his breath.

Chu Yunsheng stood on one side, while worrying and thinking, he frowned slightly, always feeling that something was wrong.

Time passed, and it was almost noon, Fang Wenmin was shaking his fan anxiously, sweating profusely, and then showing the slightest elegance.

Li Ming disappeared, Xie Jia Keqing disappeared, and the detox doctor disappeared, but the time was coming.

Xie Chengyun opened his eyes, his face was like golden paper, and he was about to raise his arm while supporting Chu Yunsheng.

Fang Wenmin opened his mouth, but never stopped.

At this time, Yu Dan suddenly opened his mouth and said: "You cultivate swordsmanship and have a sword attendant. You can follow the ancient rituals and order your sword attendant to fight against Lin Ce's sword attendant in the sword cave. This is a great gift to open the sword platform. Delay for a while."

Fang Wenmin was startled, and immediately slapped his fan: "Yes, yes, there is a saying in Kaijiantai, as long as there are swordsmen on both sides, the swordsmen can be ordered to fight first, and then fight in person. Brother Xie, I see Miss Chu. In the later stage of Hanshen, the cultivation level of Lin Ce's sword attendant is equal to that of Lin Ce, and he can fight!"

Frowning his brows slightly, Xie Chengyun was about to shake his head when he heard a voice in his ear: "Okay, I'm willing to fight."

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Xie Chengyun raised his eyes suddenly.

Chu Yunsheng honestly made a beautiful vase next to him, suspicious of the sudden poisoning that was not in the original plot, but he didn't expect that Yu Dan's words would actually use his own name and use Start by yourself.

Although his swordsmanship has only just developed some skills, it is not complete, and he can't be sure who will win, but if Xie Chengyun really needs him to fight, then he can't do it.

He met Xie Chengyun's eyes and said calmly, "Don't worry, it's just one battle. This battle will buy you enough time to sort out this matter."

Xie Chengyun's eyes flickered slightly.

After a while, he lowered his eyes and sighed, and said in a low voice, "If you lose, you will admit defeat."

Chu Yunsheng laughed, using his wide sleeves to cover him, he held Xie Chengyun's cold fingers, and immediately turned to push the door, pressing the knife to leave.

 When Chu Yunsheng had just left and the shadow had not disappeared from sight, Fang Wenmin suddenly received a voice transmission from Yu Dan in the hut: "This girl Chu is suspected to be Ji Ling of the Nine Immortals Palace. Last night, she and Brother Xie were inseparable. I suspect that the poison on Brother Xie was hers, so he took her away. Brother Xie pity her very much, I am afraid that he has been confused."

Fang Wenmin frowned and was about to send a voice transmission back when he heard Yu Dan speak directly: "The demon girl has left, I have a hundred pills, I can detoxify Brother Xie, Brother Xie, would you like it?"

Xie Chengyun smiled, but did not immediately accept Yudan's kindness, but instead asked: "If I don't want to, will Brother Yu insist on me taking it?"

Fang Wenmin was surprised by Xie Chengyun's reaction, and immediately looked around the room subconsciously. The next thing in his heart was that Li Ming and Miss Chu had both left, and there was only one fighting force left, and Yudan was still weak. If Yudan is different...

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