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Ying Feiyang cursed at himself and quickly calmed himself down. However, the Flood Dragon's claws and teeth were biting, and it spat out evil flames from its mouth. Its scales were so thick that even swords couldn't hurt it. How could it be easy? For a moment, Ying Feiyang was flustered. He was forced into a fluster and could only place his hopes on the woman to restrain him.
Unexpectedly, with a flash of the sword, the girl changed her direction and attacked him.
"Miss, what are you doing?" Ying Feiyang dodged the sword that cut through his forehead and broke out in a cold sweat.
The maidservant said coldly, "It doesn't matter who wins as long as it ends quickly and doesn't disturb Miss's zither playing."
"The speed at which you changed your attitude is too fast." This reason was so self-righteous that Ying Feiyang was stunned.
The girl's sword moved continuously and her words were faster than the sword. "I helped you because he deserved a beating. But you didn't live up to expectations and didn't win after a long battle. Instead, you got distracted. What are you thinking about?"
"I was thinking about you." Ying Feiyang wanted to answer truthfully, but he knew that if he did, she would chop him up like a vegetable. Seeing that the Flood Dragon was getting more and more ferocious, Ying Feiyang suddenly had an idea. "The Shangqing school's Imperial Sword Technique can be used to control swords. I wonder if it can be used to control swords?"
With this idea in mind, Ying Feiyang secretly used the Imperial Sword Technique to control the maidservant in green's dual swords. After trying it out, he realized that it really worked. If it was like the Flood Dragon's dual swords that recognized its master, no one else would be able to control it except the master. However, although the maidservant's dual swords were beautiful, they were only ordinary weapons. The maidservant in green let out a soft cry and her body was moved by the dual swords. She changed direction and slashed at the Flood Dragon.
The twin sabers and the flood dragon were in a state of chaos. Ying Feiyang seized the opportunity to control the Star Disciplinary Sword and thrust it towards Lü Zhixuan. A beam of Sword Qi tore through the air, and Lü Zhixuan was caught off guard. He quickly ducked his head, and the Daoist crown on his head had already fallen off. His hair was disheveled, and he was in a sorry state. "Not good!"
With a hissing sound, the evil Flood Dragon rose up, its eyes already crimson red as it tried to bite the green-clothed woman.
The dragon had a reverse scale, and touching it would make it angry. Although the Flood Dragon had not become a True Dragon, it was no different from a True Dragon. Just now, the green-clothed woman's dual blades happened to cut its reverse scale, so how could it not be angry? The evil Flood Dragon had always been vicious and difficult to tame. Even though Lü Zhixuan's cultivation had been greatly reduced, he was still unable to suppress it. The green-clothed woman flashed around in front of the hall, and the evil Flood Dragon pursued her relentlessly. Wherever she went, the pillars, the stone steps, the doors and windows of the main hall were all left with bite marks, and it was a complete mess.
The people watching the commotion at the bottom of the steps cried out in alarm, and there was chaos everywhere. As for the two people playing the zither, they turned a blind eye to the noise around them, as if they were in a completely different world.
The evil Flood Dragon swooped down towards the green-clothed woman, its speed unparalleled, and its ferocity impressive. Just as its giant claw was about to land on the woman's head, the woman suddenly tapped the ground with her feet, and her body turned illusory, leaving only an afterimage where she had been standing. Her real body quietly flashed behind the evil Flood Dragon. This set of movement techniques was swift and elegant, and Ying Feiyang was just about to praise it when his expression suddenly changed, "Be careful!"
The evil Flood Dragon swooped down, but it only managed to hit an afterimage. Its remaining strength had not yet dissipated, and it actually headed straight for Young Miss Yang, who was still playing the zither.
Young Miss Yang was still completely engrossed in the zither, and her spring-like fingers danced on the strings like a fairy, completely unaware of the impending danger.
At this critical moment, Ying Feiyang's body leaped forward, and his arms wrapped around the evil Flood Dragon like an iron chain, and he threw himself onto the ground. Although the evil Flood Dragon had been pounced on by him, the difference in size was too great. In just a moment, Ying Feiyang was pinned down by the evil Flood Dragon, and its bloody mouth was about to bite his head.
At this moment, the sonorous music had entered the final chapter, and turned into a gentle and long melody. Sections of notes were like a stream in the depths of a dense forest, meandering along the rugged mountain path. In just a few short sections of notes, the impetuous and noisy hearts were washed away. The crowd stopped the noise, and the temple became like an old forest in the depths of the mountains. 【Love ↑ Go △ Little ↓ Say △ Net
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The teeth of the evil Flood Dragon lying on Ying Feiyang's body had already reached Ying Feiyang's throat. Upon hearing the music, it suddenly calmed down. Its eyes were half-closed, and it shook its big head, as if it was enjoying the ethereal sounds of nature. Then, as if it had fallen asleep, its body turned from big to small, and finally returned to its sword form, flying back into Lü Zhixuan's scabbard.
Lü Zhixuan used his divine thoughts several times, but the Flood Dragon Sword did not move an inch. He knew that the sword was angry again, and would not listen to his commands. He knew that it would not be good to continue fighting. He wanted to say something harsh, but suddenly felt that if he spoke now, it would only pollute the ethereal music. He glared fiercely at Ying Feiyang, and then left angrily.
But his departure did not attract much attention, because the spirits of those present had been taken away by the music. "Zeng!" The music ended, and the lingering sound lingered. After a long while, the spectators came back to their senses. When they looked again, the Shuddering Wind Peony had already completely bloomed. The dense petals were like a building, layer upon layer, and the petals were as beautiful as wax. From afar, it looked like a ball of fire burning.
Before it had even bloomed, it was already amorous. At this moment, in the lingering sound of the music, the petals swayed with the wind, and were in full bloom. It was dignified and luxurious, but also charming and bashful. It was truly an outstanding beauty, and her beauty surpassed all others.
"Clap, clap, clap!" A series of applause and praises could be heard. "What a marvelous skill! A song can actually bring the peony to bloom. I have seen this miracle in my life, and I can die without regrets! "Hu Li appeared out of nowhere, and said excitedly.
Ying Feiyang also agreed, "Not only that, even the evil Jiao was appeased by the music. If it wasn't for the two ladies, I'm afraid I would have already died in the mouth of the Jiao."
Ji Yaoyu stood up gracefully and said, "Brother Ying is flattering me. If it wasn't for Young Master's help just now, Fourth Mother might not be able to sit here peacefully." As she said that, she turned to Miss Yang and said, "Fourth Mother, why haven't you thanked Brother Ying yet?"
"Master, I know this." Miss Yang replied, but only maintained the posture of supporting herself with her hands on the table. With a wronged voice, she said shyly and shakily, "Just thinking about it makes me feel a wave of fear. I was so scared that my legs turned to jelly and I couldn't get up. That snake was so big, so scary!" At the end of her sentence, her voice carried a sobbing tone.
Ying Feiyang was elated. Just now when the evil Jiao was about to attack her, she didn't even move an inch. He thought that she was very courageous, but he didn't expect that she would start to feel fear now. But after thinking about it carefully, his heart was filled with admiration. Concentrating on playing the zither, to the point where there was no sadness or joy, forgetting about everything else, wasn't this the state he was pursuing when he practiced the sword?
"Miss, don't be afraid. That snake has already been chased away, it can't hurt you." Ying Feiyang felt that Miss Yang's current appearance was really funny and cute. He couldn't help but use a tone of coaxing a child.
"Tsk, trying to curry favor." The green-clothed servant girl standing behind Ji Yaoyu snorted in disdain. But then she heard Ji Yaoyu say, "Yue 'er, just now you attacked Brother Ying with your knife, it was really rude. Quickly apologize to him."
The servant girl opened her eyes wide and said angrily, "It was obviously him who caused trouble and hindered Miss from playing the zither!"
Ji Yaoyu smiled lightly and said, "Are you being disobedient again?"
The servant girl bit her lip and became discouraged. She unwillingly cupped her fists and said, "Just now I offended you. I hope Brother Ying won't blame me." Although the servant girl was apologizing, her body was still straight and didn't bend even half an inch. Even her head was tilted to one side. She didn't look like she was apologizing at all. More importantly …
"How can a girl bow like this? Do you want me to teach you from the beginning? " Looking at the slender and delicate little servant girl bow like a Jianghu hero, Ji Yaoyu didn't know whether to be angry or to laugh. She laughed and scolded her.
"But …" The servant girl looked back indignantly, but under the pressure of Ji Yaoyu's faint smile, she finally gave in. She put her hand in front of her abdomen and stepped back with her right foot. She bent her knees and made a salute. She said softly, "Just now I offended you. It's all my fault. I hope Brother Ying won't blame me."
The little servant girl's voice became soft and mellow, as if she was acting coquettishly. The anger in her eyes disappeared and turned into limpid autumn water. She originally had a plain face, but under the movement of her eyes, she looked charming and charming. Ying Feiyang's heart swayed and he said in a daze, "It's nothing. I don't blame you."
Suddenly the tenderness disappeared and her eyes became as sharp as a knife, as if she wanted to cut off a piece of flesh from his body. The infatuation on Ying Feiyang's face disappeared and he was shocked again. Before he could react, the woman's eyes changed again. Her bright eyes curved into crescent moons with a sly smile. Her eyes clearly said, "Idiot!" In just a moment, the woman's eyes changed several times. The woman in front of him was like a changing fairy, unpredictable.
At this moment. "Amitabha." Two majestic chants of Buddha came from the back of the hall. Looking towards the source of the sound, three monks walked over quickly. The one leading the way was Monk Da Chi. Monk Da Chi only studied Buddhism and was not good at spells. Therefore, when the fight started, he secretly went to look for help.
Looking at the two helpers he found, one monk was as strong as a mountain, tall and mighty like a demon vanquishing vajra. He was the monk from the White Horse Temple who had once rejected Ying Feiyang, Duanfa. The other monk was old and skinny like a stick. He looked like a skeleton with only a layer of skin and no flesh. If he was not walking, he would have been regarded as a dried corpse.
Duanfa looked around and shouted, "Where's Lü Zhixuan? Where's that madman? "
"Master, you're late. Lü Zhixuan has already left." Looking at the late help, who turned out to be Duanfa, whom he disliked, Ying Feiyang replied in a bad mood.
"Hmm? This mister looks familiar. Where have I seen him before? " Duanfa had met Ying Feiyang twice before. Firstly, it had been a long time. Secondly, when they met, Ying Feiyang's clothes were tattered and dusty. But now, he was wearing a brocade robe and a jade belt. He looked so noble that he couldn't remember.
"We're old acquaintances, but it's the first time we've seen his clothes. No wonder you can't remember," Ying Feiyang replied with mockery.
"So it's you!" Hearing the mockery, Duanfa suddenly remembered. .
"Master, did you recognize me? Or did you recognize my clothes? "Ying Feiyang asked again. Duanfa's brows furrowed as a hint of anger appeared on his face.
At this moment, the old monk opened his mouth and said, "Clothes and appearance are all external appearances, like a dream, an illusion, a bubble, and a shadow. Why is benefactor so insistent on distinguishing?" The skinny old monk's voice was hollow, like a broken bellow, unpleasant to the ears.
"I'm a mediocre person in the secular world. I can't give up my appearance. Naturally, I'm not as knowledgeable as you, master." Ying Feiyang looked at the old monk. Compared to a human, the old monk looked more like a moving corpse. He had indeed given up his outer appearance, which made Ying Feiyang unable to refute.
Duanfa glanced at Ying Feiyang, then looked at the messy temple and said angrily. "Hmph, Lü Zhixuan hurt a Buddhist disciple and disgraced the peace of Buddhism. He's too much. Master Sima, as the State Preceptor, can't even discipline his disciple well. How can he be trusted?"
"Duanfa, don't talk nonsense." Master Kumming said calmly, but there was an inexplicable force in his words, which made the anger in Duanfa's heart dissipate. "I've made an appointment with Master Sima to discuss Dao, but I never had the chance. Now that fate has brought us together, I should pay you a visit. Duanfa, follow me to Shang Qing Temple and this matter will naturally come to an end." As he spoke, the old monk walked down the stairs with a solemn expression. Wherever he walked, the crowd unconsciously made way for him.
"These two monks are going to Shang Qing Temple to pick a fight!" Although he said it in a dignified manner, how could Ying Feiyang not know the true meaning behind his words?
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