The young man stepped forward and cupped his fists, saying, "Hua Shan Sect heroes, please forgive me for offending you earlier. Little brother is from Kunlun Sect, surnamed Lu, given name Qian. How should I address the two heroes? "He was a few years older than them, but he called himself 'little brother' to show his respect.
Li Yijie and Nangong Xue cupped their fists in return and introduced themselves. Lu Qian then introduced them. The man surnamed Yi was the master of the 'Kunlun Duo'. His name was Yi Zhengxiong. When he was young, he was impulsive and irascible, nearly ruining many missions. Now that he was old, his temperament did not change. The old man, Martial Uncle Wen, was called Wen Zhengwu. His martial arts and knowledge were top notch, and he was deeply respected by his martial brothers. When the Kunlun Sect elected its Sect Leader, half of the disciples recommended him for the position. But he was indifferent and did not want to be tied down, so he gave the position to his martial brother He Zhengxian. The title 'Kunlun Three Heroes' was referring to the three of them. As for Lu Qian, he was just a small attendant accompanying his master, so he was not worthy of being called one of the three. But because of his greed and vanity, whenever this title was mentioned, he would make the best of it and never take the initiative to explain it to others.
The five of them walked out of the building. After walking for less than a 'li', they found a 'barb' mark on a towering ancient tree, with the tip of the barb pointing to the east. Li Yijie saw that the mark was carved by a finger, about a cun deep, so he could not help but secretly praise the person's profound internal energy. Lu Qian was even more proud, he laughed and said, "Tan Shige is our Sect's first disciple, naturally his internal energy is not ordinary. He is an expert in saber techniques. When he brandishes his saber, no hero in the world will be able to stop him. That is what I call a good show! "Li Yijie knew that person's martial arts were very high, but to say that he was unrivalled in the world was an exaggeration. But to refute him would be rude, so he just smiled and did not say anything.
Wen Zhengwu was concerned that the horses were galloping fast; if they missed the marks along the way, the losses would outweigh the gains, so he ordered them to walk together. Not far from each path, they could see the marks on the trees, but the direction did not change.
The five of them walked very fast. After a few days, the road became more and more desolate. Weeds grew on both sides of the road, half a man's height. During the night, they slept by the roadside for several hours, leaving only one person to guard against them. During the day, they hurried on with all their might. Wen Zhengwu and Yi Zhengxiong walked in the front, while Lu Qian walked in a row with Li Yijie and Nangong Xue. He loved martial art so much that he was obsessed with it, he wanted to discuss martial art with the two boys. Thereupon Nangong Xue picked some of Huashan Pai's swordsmanship, which had complicated variations, but actually had very little power, and taught it to Lu Qian. It's just that he did not have the chance to execute this move, he only heard it from her own mouth. Lu Qian did not understand the inside story, he thought that the other party was willing to teach him everything she knew, so he was very grateful. Although his conduct was not good, he did not want to owe anybody a favor. Because of his limited aptitude, it was difficult for him to explain the sword stances like Nangong Xue. Therefore, the only thing he could do was to recite the Kunlun internal energy manual to the two boys.
At first Li Yijie did not think much of it, but the more he listened, the more curious he became. He had once been taught some superficial Wudang internal energy manual by Priest Lin Kong, which was based on the principle of 'using softness to overcome hardness'. Coupled with the Huashan internal energy manual he had learned when he was a child, his path was a steady and steady one. Today he heard that Kunlun's internal energy had a different kind of internal energy. It was very easy to cultivate, it was very easy to master, and the result could be seen very quickly. It's just that after a long time, eventually those who had a firm foundation would be a notch higher. Li Yijie thought, "If I can extract the essence of the three sects' internal energy, it will be very beneficial to my own cultivation."
However, although it was easy to think about it, it was extremely difficult to actually put it into action. Moreover, the cultivation of internal energy was the most important thing; if one was not careful, one might suffer from 'qi deviation'. During the night, he and Nangong Xue discussed in detail. Often it would take them a long time to reach a common understanding. Li Yijie practiced like this for a few days; although he did not feel that his internal energy had improved, his walking speed had become much lighter. When he circulated his internal energy, he felt that his' dan tian 'was filled with internal energy; he was very happy.
One day when they were walking to an open area, Wen Zhengwu suddenly had some doubts and asked, "Martial Nephew Lu, look at those markings on the tree, are they really left by Martial Nephew Tan?" Lu Qian had been concentrating on thinking about the changes in his sword stances and was momentarily confused; he turned a deaf ear to Martial Uncle Yu's question. Yi Zhengxiong's face darkened and he shouted, "Qian 'er, Martial Uncle is asking you a question, why aren't you answering?" Lu Qian was startled and said, "Ah … disciple … was thinking about the way of martial arts, I did not hear Martial Uncle's question."
Yi Zhengxiong was very unhappy and said, "The way of martial arts, the first thing you need to learn is to respect your master. If you can't even cross the threshold, then there's no need to talk about the rest. "Lu Qian's face turned red and he bowed and said," Yes. " Wen Zhengwu advised, "Martial Nephew Lu is not disturbed by external things, that's called concentration. Shidi shouldn't blame him blindly." Finished speaking, he repeated what he said just now. Lu Qian said, "Martial Uncle's words can't be wrong. Martial Brother Tan and disciple often use this signal to communicate, so disciple can recognize it very clearly."
Wen Zhengwu nodded slightly and said, "That's strange. If we keep going, we'll reach Tong Pass. That's where Chuang Wang's old subordinates and the Qing army are fighting. Why is the Devil Cult joining in the fun?" Lu Qian thought for a moment and said, "I heard that the desert bandits who wreaked havoc everywhere have surrendered to the Qing army. Everybody in Jianghu knows about this. Recently they have gone to the battlefield to attack Li Chuang. Could it be that the Devil Cult is also so useless that they also surrendered? "
Wen Zhengwu thought for a moment and said, "The Devil Cult and the Qing army have never had any dealings. They only have wild ambitions and want to dominate the Wulin world. Whoever becomes the Emperor has nothing to do with them …" Wen Zhengwu said, "The Devil Cult's demons are crafty and cunning. Could it be that they are trying to mislead us?" Wen Zhengwu said, "That's right. Let's go quickly! Don't let Martial Nephew Tan fall into the enemy's trap! "
Li Yijie stared at a big tree by the roadside and said curiously, "Everybody, come and take a look." When everyone gathered, he raised his hand and pointed. He said seriously, "The marking method hasn't changed, but the engraving is very shallow. Look at these dark red dots. Could it be …" He was just guessing. He didn't dare to be too sure. Nangong Xue, on the other hand, was straightforward. She said, "This is blood! Are you trying to say that perhaps Kunlun Pai's Tan Shixiong was ambushed by the enemy in this place and has exhausted his qi and strength? "Li Yijie hastily shook his head." That's what you said, "he said," I did not say that. "
Nangong Xue smiled wryly and was about to curse when suddenly she heard Lu Qian shout, "Aiyo!" and jump into the bushes. There was some distance between the bushes and the main road. As soon as he entered, he was immediately covered by the bushes and could no longer be seen.
Yi Zhengxiong was afraid that something bad would happen to him, so he called out, "Qian 'er, can you hear me?" He heard Lu Qian's voice reply, "Shifu, your disciple is fine." Then he jumped out of the bushes with a saber in his hand. The hilt was made of black iron and the blade was made of steel. It was extremely sharp. Nangong Xue breathed a sigh of relief and said with a laugh, "You have good eyesight. It's just that we don't use sabers, that would be a real pity …" Lu Qian's face was ashen, he said, "No, that's not it. This is my Martial Brother's beloved saber, it never leaves his side. How could he casually throw it into the bushes? This saber's hilt … there are bloodstains too! "
Nangong Xue saw that he was at a loss and softly said, "Your Martial Brother's martial arts are very high, perhaps this blood was left by him when he cut someone. Or maybe he deliberately threw his weapon here to show us the way … "Lu Qian stared at her and said," You don't know my Martial Brother, how would you know his martial arts level? "Nangong Xue was rebuffed, she felt that this person was very eccentric and very annoying, so she ignored him.
Lu Qian was at a loss, he held the saber and called out, "Shifu, if you think about it carefully, you'll know that something is wrong. Martial Brother Tan and your disciple already had a secret signal, why would he throw the saber to warn us? Moreover, this saber was personally given to him by you, Martial Brother loves it so much that he can't bear to part with it. He once said, 'If the saber lives, the man lives; if the saber dies, the man …' "When he said the word 'die', he forced himself not to say it.
Hearing his words, Yi Zhengxiong remembered that this disciple, Tan Lin, was the most outstanding disciple of the Sect. When he first left his apprenticeship, he had subdued the flower thief who had caused havoc everywhere. That was why Yi Zhengxiong gave him a treasured saber as a reward. Yi Zhengxiong's heart was uneasy, but he knew that he couldn't say too many discouraging words to sway their morale. He waved his hand and said with a smile, "It's just a saber, it's not accurate."
Lu Qian anxiously said, "But …" Yi Zhengxiong only shook his head and sighed. Li Yijie gently patted Lu Qian's shoulder several times, trying to persuade him to relax. Suddenly he heard a woman's shrill cry. The sound stopped as soon as it started, but it seemed to be filled with endless fear. It was Nangong Xue's voice.
Li Yijie was shocked, he thought, "If the Devil Cult were willing to come out and fight openly, that would be fine. But they come and go like ghosts; if Xueer were to fall into their evil hands, I would regret it for the rest of my life!" He looked around and saw Nangong Xue's slender figure standing not too far away. She could not stop trembling and retreated step by step. Hastily he rushed forward, but as soon as his hands touched her shoulder, Nangong Xue's body suddenly went limp and she fell into his arms and fainted.
Li Yijie called out and shook Nangong Xue for a long time before she slowly regained her consciousness. She softly asked, "Is it … Martial Brother?" Her voice was so low that it was almost inaudible. Li Yijie hurriedly said, "It's me, Xueer. Are you alright?" Nangong Xue suddenly stretched out her arms and wrapped them around his neck. Her small mouth flattened and she cried out, "Martial Brother … I … I'm so scared!"
Li Yijie saw that she did not seem to be injured and his heart was slightly relieved. He gently comforted her and asked, "Xueer, what did you see?" Nangong Xue's teeth chattered again. After a long time she said, "I'll take you to see it." Li Yijie took her hand and felt that her palm was full of sweat. Obviously she was extremely frightened. He squeezed her hand tightly to comfort her.
After running a few steps they suddenly saw corpses littered all over the place. There were more than ten corpses, all of them were Kunlun disciples. Their weapons were scattered all over the ground in pools of blood. People in the Wulin world lived a life of licking blood from the edge of a knife every day, so it was not strange to see a massacre. But these corpses had been chopped into several pieces. Their severed limbs were still trembling. Their faces and bodies were covered in blood. Their eyes were still wide open, showing their unwillingness to accept their fate.
Wen Zhengwu sighed and said, "There must have been a fierce battle here. But the Devil Cult's disciples did not bury the corpses. I think they secretly wanted to show off their strength to our sect. Ay, these disciples would rather die than submit. They died honorably. They are all good disciples of our Kunlun! " Lu Qian saw all kinds of corpses. They were his martial brothers who had studied martial arts with him in the past. But now they were lying dead on the ground. He could not stop his sorrow from welling up in his heart and tears streamed down his face.
Li Yijie thought about the tragedy of the Shadowless Mountain Villa's destruction. He was afraid that the scene was even worse. He hatefully said, "The Devil Cult's disciples have committed many sins. We must make them pay with their blood!" Lu Qian clenched his fists. After half a day he suddenly loosened them.
Nangong Xue bit her lip and said, "Lu Dage, the dead cannot be brought back to life. You … you don't have to be too sad. Let's see if Tan Dage is among them." Yi Zhengxiong took Lu Qian's mood into consideration, so he took a quick glance on his behalf. As soon as he did, he was pleasantly surprised and said, "No, Lin 'er is not here." Lu Qian called out, "Tan Shige would never run away before the battle! He … he would never do that kind of thing! "Li Yijie was surprised," Lu Xiong, what are you talking about? Since Martial Uncle Yi said that Tan Xiong is not here, then perhaps he is still in the human world. Who knows? He definitely did not mean to humiliate him. Why would Lu Xiong think that way? "
Lu Qian's face reddened. His heart was in chaos. He thought, "Why would I think that way? Why would I think that way? Could it be that those are my true thoughts? That's right. I know that it is a dead end. A real man knows when to yield and when to stand tall. My life is the most important thing. But how can I think of a way to escape? "
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