A quaint sheathed sword was lying quietly in the box, its shape extremely smooth.

"Let's try it first. "

Seeing the young Taoist priest staring intently at this long sword, Mu Huanhuan's beautiful eyes narrowed into crescent moons, and he said softly: "This sword was specially forged by a friend specially entrusted by the old man. "

"Is the master moving so fast?".

Lin Xuan was puzzled.

"It's only been less than two months. "

"It's not that fast. "

Mu Huanhuan pursed her lips and smiled: "Actually, this sword was ordered by the master last year, but it took a long time, and it was only forged this year." "

"It's weird and moving. "

Lin Xuan grinned, took out the long sword, and after looking at it for a while, his expression became more and more satisfied.

"Snort".

The thumb was against the sword, and with a slight force, the long sword was unsheathed, and a cold light suddenly appeared.

Mu Huanhuan couldn't help but close his eyes, but he didn't seem to feel it, he held the hilt of the sword with his five fingers and pulled out the entire sword body.

The sword is three feet long and less than three inches wide, which is longer than an ordinary sword weapon, and the whole body is snow-white and translucent, and it is not stained with fine dust.

True Qi was injected into it, and the long sword vibrated and emitted a low sword roar, without any pause.

"Good sword. "

He couldn't help but praise it, the more he looked at it, the more he liked it, what swordsman in the world didn't like such a divine weapon.

At the base of the hilt, there are two small seals.

"Ningguang".

He read.

"Sister Huanhuan, this sword must be from the hand of a famous teacher, who is this friend of the master?"

Lin Xuan asked.

"Hehe, you can ask the master and his old man yourself. "

Mu Huanhuan shook his head.

With a jump, he rushed out of the pavilion with a condensing light sword, volleyed a sword, and the sword roared, twenty zhang in length and width, destroying the withering and decaying, and smashing the bluestone several zhang high.

The true qi was running, the sword moved at will, and one after another fierce sword qi raged, flooding the bamboo forest.

The Pure Yang Sword Technique and the Chaoyang One Qi Sword were used in his hands, and the sword moves were extended, the cold light was stacked, and the power was terrifying.

It took a long stick of incense before Lin Xuan finished trying his sword.

This light condensation sword alone can increase his strength by at least one percent.

"Little junior brother, you practice your sword slowly, senior sister, I'm going back to rest. "

Mu Huanhuan got up, stretched his waist, and revealed his plump body curve under the cloak, this is the justifiable Wudang flower.

Compared to Lin Xuan's self-styled name, I don't know how much it is really true.

"By the way, the King of Beiliang will arrive in two days, so you have to be more careful when you keep vigil these days. "

She reminded.

"Sister Huanhuan rest assured. "

Lin Xuan was confident: "There is a junior brother guarding the mountain, and you can sleep at night." "

"Practice in moderation, don't get too tired. "

"Remember to raise the fire at night and be careful of catching a cold. "

After that, he carried the bamboo basket to the mountain.

The winter night came quickly, and the snow gradually became heavier, obscuring the sky and the moon, and the wind was fierce.

Whistling through the mountains and trees, burying everything.

Lin Xuan continued to practice swordsmanship, and did not stop until late at night, threw two pieces of dry firewood into it, wrapped himself in a cloak, leaned on the pillar of the pavilion and closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.

Outside the pavilion, the snow was splashing, the cold moon was lightless, and with the faint light of the fire, it was impossible to see far.

At dawn, two senior brothers came to change the guard against the wind and snow, and he went up the mountain to rest.

The two days passed by in a snap of a finger, and on the evening of the third day, the twilight was heavy, and the snow was falling heavily, and the mountains and mountains were covered with thick snow, and the deepest place was more than three feet.

The Wenxin Lake in the distance was completely frozen, and the mountains and fields were plain white, all covered with snow.

At the foot of Wudang Mountain, an iron cavalry of thousands of people came mightily, waving flags, cold armor, tearing wind and snow.

The snow was hard, so the speed of the cavalry was not fast, and in the middle of this iron cavalry were three splendid carriages.

Each carriage was extremely wide, pulled by three sturdy horses, and with such a magnificent pomp, the entire Liangzhou, except for the Emperor of the Earth, had no semicolon.

Behind the three or two carriages, there were more than a dozen fully loaded carriages, all bulging and bulging, and the top was covered with felt.

The curtain of the second carriage was lifted, and a head poked out of it, looking at the majestic mountains not far away, and asked curiously: "Sister, is this Wudang?"

"That's right, this is Wudang. "

In the carriage, in addition to the immature teenager, there were two women, one of whom was Xu Weixiong, the second county lord of Beiliang whom Lin Xuan knew, and the other was older than Xu Weixiong.

The senior sister of Zhengerba Fanghua was a little cold between her eyebrows, and she looked at Wudang Mountain with her eyes, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Second sister, is the little Taoist named Lin Xuan you mentioned from Wudang? "

The young man looked at Xu Weixiong, he was dressed in exquisite clothes, wrapped in fox fur outside, it was extremely warm in the carriage, and there was a stove under the board, but when the curtain was opened, the cold wind blew in.

The teenager who blew shivered.

"Hmm. "

Xu Weixiong nodded.

"Hmph, when we get to Wudang, I will clean up these two Taoist priests and let them dare to bully my eldest sister and second sister. "

He shook his fist.

The woman who was originally in a trance was amused, looked at the young man with doting eyes, and said, "Wudang is a big faction, besides, we are going to burn incense and pray for blessings, so we can't mess around." "

"Besides, Wang Zhenren of Wudang is a first-class master in the Taoist Sect, if you bully and bully his disciples, Wang Zhenren will be unhappy. "

"They bullied the eldest sister and the second sister, and I wasn't happy yet. "

The boy snorted coldly.

"When the time comes, I will go up the mountain with five hundred sharp soldiers to see who dares to stop me. "

"Wei Xiong, why don't you look happy today?".

The woman looked at Xu Weixiong beside her, and her red lips opened slightly.

"What is there to be happy about. "

Xu Weixiong had a cold face.

"Giggle".

The woman pursed her lips and smiled: "You, others don't know, don't I know when I'm a sister?"

In the past, in this world, few men could get into your eyes, let alone hang on your lips.

But since he came to Wudang two years ago, he remembered the name of the little Taoist. "

"I'm holding a grudge. "

Xu Weixiong retorted.

"It's the eldest sister that you just thought about coming to Wudang, and now you have finally got what you want, why are you so sad?"

"Sorrow?".

The woman shook her head and said nothing more.

The carriage gradually moved away, heading towards Wudang Mountain, the wind and snow roared, and between the heaven and the earth, there was a white expanse.

The carriage stopped on the path in front of the mountain gate.

Out of the first carriage came a man in his forties, with a weathered face and a lame leg.

Wearing a thick cotton jacket and a black robe outside, the wind and snow hit his face, the middle-aged man raised his head, looked at the majestic mountains in front of him, and said with a smile: "I haven't been here for several years." "

Then he turned his head to the rider beside him and said, "Set up camp on the spot." "

"Come and take your brother by the hand. "

The man shouted towards the second carriage.

The two daughters and one son of the Xu family came down in turn, and the young man got into the carriage, and soon pulled a yellow-haired barbarian to the ground, only the third carriage did not move.

A family of five with three hundred guards stepped onto the trail and headed towards the mountain gate.

"Dad, if you don't bring more people, three hundred is too little. "

The young man's eyes rolled, and he suddenly spoke.

"What are you doing with so many people?".

The lame middle-aged man smiled: "This is Wudang." "

Along the bluestone path, stepping on the snow all the way forward, I vaguely saw a bamboo forest, and there was a stone monument next to the bamboo forest.

There is a gazebo behind the bamboo forest

In the pavilion, there was a young Taoist priest sitting cross-legged, his eyes closed.

"Sister, is that guy a stinky Taoist who bullied you? "

After the boy asked, he lowered his head and looked left and right, and finally picked up a stone and hid it behind him.

Inside the gazebo

That Lin Xuan opened his eyes, stepped out, stood on the stone bridge, and said in a deep voice: "The armor stops." "

His gaze fell on the lame middle-aged man.

The fierce man who can stop the crying of children is slaughtered.

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