Kunlun has a sword

Chapter 61 Gongsun Sword Dance
Going out from the side door of Dazhai is a valley.

Everyone walked down the valley, but they never saw the watchtower or bandit along the way.

Wang Qing visited this tea garden when he was digging treasures. This valley was built by bandits for five steps, one post, and ten steps, one post.Now there is nothing, which is not normal.

"Turning across the valley ahead is the Ou Tea Garden, Xue Lei, it's too quiet here, it's a bit abnormal."

Xue Lei also had a serious expression on his face.

"I also feel that there is an enemy intuitively, but I can't find it. It should be a secret sentry. Who has the means?"

"Look at me!" The little girl raised her hand excitedly.

I saw the little girl retracting her double swords and pulling out her bone flute.

With a melodious flute sound, there were bursts of creaking sounds in the grass in the valley and in the woods, making one's scalp numb.

A layer of black clouds floated up, and if you look closely, there are all kinds of insects.

With the sound of the flute, the insects began to gather in several places.

With a thought in his heart, Wang Qing raised his bow and arrow and shot towards these places.

Seeing that they couldn't hide anymore, more than a dozen men in black jumped up, and a bunch of hidden weapons with darts and sleeve arrows attacked everyone.

It's a pity that the people present are all masters, and there are still threats when they are hidden, but once they are exposed, they will be resolved in minutes.

The crowd dealt with the man in black and turned out of the valley. The sight in front of them stunned everyone.

Although Wang Qing came here once, he was the most affected.

What is the scene when you come to dig treasure.Messy cottages, vulgar bandits, messy and dilapidated are similar to all cottages.

What I see in front of me is a small courtyard with green bricks and green tiles, brilliant peach blossoms, rockery, lotus pond, and a Jiangnan garden.Everywhere is delicate, and the scenery exudes gentleness.The courtyard is a good courtyard, but this is a cottage, it's too weird.

Several people pushed the door and entered the small courtyard, but there were no bandits in the courtyard.

Turning around the screen and passing through the front yard, what everyone saw was even weirder.

This Wang Qing has seen an exquisite kiosk before, but this kiosk is new.The vermilion pillars shine brightly, and the golden glazed tiles shine brightly in the sun.In the pavilion, a vulgar man was drinking tea awkwardly, and a beautiful woman was softly stroking the qin.

On the round stage where Wang Qing was hunting for treasure before, a woman in a light gauze was dancing with the qinman. The dance was graceful. Even if Wang Qing, who doesn't know how to dance, can't describe it as wonderful, he can still praise it from the bottom of his heart.

This, the style of painting changed so quickly that everyone didn't know what to do for a while.

The arrival of everyone broke the elegance of the small courtyard.

The rough man took out a big knife.

"Xin'er sit down for a while, after I kill these thieves, I will play the piano and drink tea with you."

As he spoke, he jumped out of the kiosk and walked towards the crowd.

shh~
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, this style of painting is right.

Wang Qing was quite curious about this Qian Zonglong, no matter how he looked at it, he was an ordinary gangster, what did Li Baoer fancy in him, and he gave up all his apprentices.

"This is Qian Zonglong, the head of the great village. He should be very powerful. Everyone, be careful." Wang Qing instructed.

"Come, come, let grandpa chop it up quickly, don't miss grandpa's elegance."

Before Wang Qing and the others had time to talk to each other, the hot-tempered brother-in-law and daughter-in-law got angry, and chopped off their heads with a Mo Dao.

When everyone sees it, let's go, it's just a dungeon, it's always going to be killed.

It's a pity that before Wang Qing and the others rushed to the front, the majestic Qian Zonglong was chopped off by his teacher, brother-in-law and daughter-in-law.

Everyone almost spat out blood, Nima, where is the promised big boss, where is the promised martial arts master?What's the meaning of life for you, an old man, with a BOSS who can't even drop the bag after a single blow?

"Hey! It's finally here, let's end it." The woman in the pavilion gently put down the Yaoqin, drew out her two swords, got up and walked out of the small pavilion slowly.

"Sister!" The woman on the round platform also drew out her swords, walked two steps closely, and followed behind her.

"But Du Jixin, Uncle Du? I'm going to Kunlun Zhiqing." Wang Qing stepped forward and saluted.

"Smart generation? Isn't the younger generation in Kunlun talented? Who is your master?"

"My family teacher is Kongtong Shangyuan Daoshi, and Qianyuan Shangyuan Daolin is my uncle."

"Ah? Qiushi? No, you lied to me. Qiushi has just graduated as a teacher. How could he have such a great apprentice like you?"

Wang Qing broke out in cold sweat instantly. What a ghost, Qiu Shi?I almost forgot the layman's name of my master, this one just opened his mouth.Associating the words of Master Uncle, a bold guess gradually took shape in Wang Qing's mind.Just because the lover back then wouldn't be the master, right?

Now Wang Qing didn't dare to do anything, what's the matter with this NM, if he can't do it, he will kill the teacher's wife, even though she is already a dead person.I just want to make a good dungeon, can't I let me kill without thinking.

Wang Qing quickly took out the silver hairpin.

"That, Uncle Du, is this your silver hairpin?"

At this time, everyone also realized that the situation was a bit wrong, so Qiqi took a step back and let Wang Qing play freely.

When Du Jixin saw the silver hairpin, his expression changed drastically. He stretched out his hand and pulled out a silver hairpin from his head, regardless of the cloud of hair falling freely.

The two silver hairpins are exactly the same, only the old and new are different.

Du Jixin thought for a while.

"Where did your silver hairpin come from? Has your master seen it?"

Wang Qing pointed to the round platform.

"It's in the lotus pond behind the round platform. Master hasn't seen it before. Uncle Daolin instructed me to come here."

Du Jixin was silent for a while, then raised her head and smiled freely.

"So, I'm already dead? This is the spiritual realm. Then the master's plan has also failed. Hehe, it's okay to lose. What year is it now?"

"The Tang Dynasty is dead, and now it is the Song Dynasty. The Song Dynasty almost died. You have been dead for almost 300 years."

"It's good to die, it's been so long. How is Qixiufang now?"

"Qixiufang is gone. Neifang drama master said that he joined Cuiyan and became a killer sect. It is no longer seen in the Jianghu."

"No wonder, how is Qiu Shi? Are you married?"

Wang Qing and his uncle and junior brother were a little embarrassed, why did they want to know so much about the master's privacy.

"Master is very good. He often travels around the world, but he has never been married."

"Ah?" A trace of embarrassment flashed across Du Jixin's face.

"That, that, since I'm dead, don't tell your master about this spiritual realm, okay?"

Wang Qing had a deliberate embarrassment on his face.

"How can that be done? As apprentices, we never hide anything from our master."

"No, you, that, no, I'm sorry for Qiu Shi, I can't hurt him anymore, you can't tell him."

"Sister, what are you worrying about? One death is enough to repay her love. She hasn't resurrected us for so many years. Don't you understand that we are just tools. She doesn't treat us as human beings. None of the royal family came out Good bird. Since she killed her father, I don't believe her anymore, only you are still fantasizing foolishly."

Du Jixin's legs went limp and he slumped on the ground.

"I, I, I don't know, I need. I should. I." Mumbling, I don't know what to say.

Wang Qing was overjoyed that he finally had someone who could communicate normally.

"What's the name of this uncle?"

"Windsor, a traitor to Qixiu."

Cough, Wang Qing has a mouthful of old phlegm stuck in his throat, didn't he read the almanac when he went out today?Can we still communicate well?

"Well, Uncle Wen, Qixiu must have some tricks. Why haven't you been resurrected yet? Even if your master doesn't resurrect you, why didn't my master make a move?"

"Every Qixiu will make an embroidered drum by himself after getting started. It is not only the musical instrument for our dance practice, but also the storage of the soul. Every Qixiu who has graduated from the teacher will store the embroidered drum in the Drum Tower. If there is an accident, the The embroidered flower drum is the key to finding our reincarnated body. It’s not that Big Brother Song doesn’t want to help us, there are so many people, without the embroidered flower drum to guide us, how could he find us.”

Wang Qing suddenly discovered that this routine is a bit familiar, this is the rhythm of the task.Immediately fluently received:

"Then how can I find your embroidery drum?"

"You can't find it."

Pfft~ It's another mouthful of old blood, why don't you play the cards according to the routine.

"But fortunately, since this silver hairpin can activate the spirit realm, it means that a trace of my sister's remnant soul is contained in it. Give it to your master, and it should be able to save my sister."

I'll go, what about my copy?

Suddenly, Wensor paused for a moment, her eyes lost their focus, and it took a long time to recover.

"It turns out that you are the sons of heaven, and you have to be rewarded."

Wang Qing hurriedly waved his hands, forgetting about others, that one might be the future mistress, what reward do they want.

"No, the way of heaven has shown it, and it must be given. Me, me." As he said, he rummaged through his body.

"I don't have anything on me." As he spoke, his almond eyes turned red, and he was about to cry in a hurry.

"How about I teach you Qixiu's swordsmanship, I'm a traitor anyway. Hey, no, this set of "Sword of Mountains, Rivers and Clouds" belongs to Shuiyin, and only women can practice it. Then I really have nothing, what to do?"

Looking at the anxious and crying beauty in front of him, Wang Qing thought suddenly, and suddenly thought of a good way.

"Little sister, come here. Uncle Wen, this is my own sister, why don't you teach her. She happened to learn "Jianghai Ningbo Sword"."

"What? Judging by her attire, she should be a person with five poisons. How can she know Qixiu's swordsmanship?"

"The current leader of the Five Poisons Sect is Zhaoxiu Quyun, the fifth of the Seven Shows. This explanation is troublesome, and it is also a long history of Jianghu."

"Sister Qu Yun is fine, then there is no problem." He said and took out a sword book and handed it to the younger sister.

The little girl is still fascinated by this meeting.

"What? Our leader is Qixiu? Brother, what's the situation?"

Wang Qing waved his hand.

"The story is too long, I will tell you later."

Wang Qing looked at the time, there were still 13 minutes left in the dungeon.

"Uncle Wen, is there anything else to explain? The time for the spiritual realm is coming soon."

"It's gone. My sister knows what I want to say and do. As long as she is resurrected, that's all."

Wang Qing hesitated for a moment.

"Uncle, how about you do me a favor? I'm creating my own swordsmanship now, and I need to learn more about the world's swordsmanship. Can you show me the world-famous sword dance?"

Windsor smiled sweetly.

"Simple." As he spoke, he raised his sword and stabbed at Wang Qing.

Wang Qing laughed.

"Good come."

Expand swordsmanship and fight together.

Qixiu's sword dance is so beautiful, the blossoming peach petals condensed with true energy fluttered around Wen Sha'er, matching the peach-colored pink gauze, fluttering like a nine-day fairy.Only then did everyone know why Qixiu can be passed down in the rivers and lakes: looking back at a smile can overwhelm a country, and shaking hands with clouds and rain can overwhelm a city.comments.

The little girl's eyes shined even more, she only knew that this sword technique was very powerful, but she never expected it to be so beautiful.
Time passed quickly, and it was time to see the copy.

"Okay, uncle, thank you for dancing. This is my "Zixiao Sword Classic", please taste it."

As he spoke, he activated his sword intent and struck out his strongest blow.

"Okay, the last dance. Neon clothes and feather clothes."

I saw a set of neon clothes and feathers transformed from true energy covering Wensor's body, and then a figure exactly like Wensor separated from her wearing neon clothes and feathers, and faced the purple thunder dragon.

Wang Qing originally planned to express his respect with the strongest blow, but as soon as Zilong came into contact with the figure, Wang Qing realized that something was wrong, and the figure was broken at the slightest touch.The purple brontosaurus rushed straight to Windsor as if entering no one's land.

"Get out of the way!" Wang Qing had no time to close the move.

Wen Sha'er smiled sweetly, like a blooming peach blossom, she greeted Zilong.

A burst of white light dispersed, leaving only a faint sentence in the air:
"I've had enough."

Wang Qing silently picked up the package on the ground, and glanced at Du Jixin who was still murmuring on the ground.

The figures of the people faded away and they exited the copy.

(End of this chapter)