Chapter 322

The wind chimes hanging in the jiuxiao temple are still tinkling in the night wind.

There are only a few people sitting on the stone steps at the bottom of the jiuxiao temple.

In front of a tea table, a monk in a green shirt is relieved. Opposite is Xu Kuang, an old Confucian scholar. On one side, long Shao, a young man in Shanmei, is slightly uneasy. On the other side, Han Xiao, the woman, just dares to sit far away and watch these people carefully.

On the other side of the tea table sat two young men of the same age, a man and a woman. The man is yuan Shanting, a young man Su Chunsheng brought back from Nanfeng County. At the moment, he is just sitting in a tight seat and does not dare to speak. The younger woman is Zhong Ling, who just came from Yuntian mountain. Compared with other people, Zhong Ling is quite atmospheric. He just sits on one side and drinks tea slowly.

On one table, there are two Shanmei. It's not surprising that Shanmei dragon, who has always been careless, is so embarrassed.

There was silence all around, and the fire made tea, emitting a faint aroma.

From time to time, Shan Mei Long Shao looks up at the woman Zhong Ling, who is also Shan Mei. She looks a little uneasy and shocked.

Today's female Zhong Ling is as small as a normal human girl, though she has no accomplishments. On the other hand, long Shao's accomplishments are not low, and she is a real little master. She will soon be able to enter the big master's realm, but she is still a small person with a foot high. It seems that she will never grow up.

Most of them are surprised, and most of them are envious, so that Shanmei Longshao never cares about others from the beginning to the end, but just stares at Zhong Ling all the time.

When the tea was boiling, Xu Kuang took up the teapot and poured a cup for the monk Shihuai. Then he said gently, "Shifu Shihuai, this time leiming temple will help you. I will bear in mind the kindness and virtue. If leiming temple is useful in the future, I will never refuse."

Monk Shihuai took a sip of tea and said with a smile, "Mr. Xu is flattered. This time, my younger martial brother is only doing it on purpose. I'm just pushing the boat with the current, not helping."

Xu Kuang didn't care about such things either. He just laughed and asked in a deep voice, "it's just that there have been rumors about the heart of the sword since ancient times. How did the younger martial brother who let go of Shifu do it?"

Monk Shuhuai put down his tea cup and said slowly, "I'm ashamed to say that I don't understand the matter of the heart of the sword, either the poor monk or the younger martial brother. In the final analysis, it is the persistence of the sword spirit. "

Xu Kuang Leng for a moment, surprised: "sword spirit?"

Monk Shihuai nodded and said: "Chixiao sword is worthy of being the first magic weapon in ancient times, and the female sword spirit is rare in the world, which is enough to see the prosperity of Kendo thousands of years ago. After benefactor Su was injured, the woman's sword spirit proposed to plant the heart of the sword and plant it separately in benefactor Su's damaged meridians. "

"But the younger martial brother of the poor monk did not elaborate on how to cultivate. I just know that Su Shi's major is to lose everything and block the meridians. If you want to wake up the heart of the sword, you have to bet your life on it. When your body stops and you have no vitality, the heart of the sword will perceive the crisis and wake up. "

"This kind of secret method is really rare. However, the spirit of the sword was able to regenerate Sushi's mortal body with aura, and his cultivation was also beyond the past. It's mostly like the mountain spirit with the highest spirit in the world. "

With that, the monk turned his head and looked at the female Zhong Ling on one side, looking full of praise.

Xu Kuang suddenly said: "the place with the most spiritual spirit in the world can produce mountain charm. The sword spirit peels off the aura and roots it in Su Chunsheng's meridians. It creates a new life with the aura. Such means are really unheard of. "

Monk Shihuai nodded and looked up at the jingling jiuxiao temple. He said with emotion: "it's not unreasonable for Central Plains Kendo to flourish in the Su family and flourish in the Su family."

Xu Kuang nodded, looking forward to it.

How did the Su family prosper thousands of years ago?

Yuan Shanting, a young man sitting in front of the tea table, listened to their conversation as if listening to the book of heaven. He was confused. At last, he just sighed, bowed his head, clenched his fist, and recited a few words. He looked firm.

I can hear that Mr. Su's accomplishments have risen again, and it's time for him to continue to work hard.

This young man of the yuan family, who came from Bingzhou gun law school, kept cheering himself up, hoping that one day he could fight side by side.

And Zhong Ling, who had been drinking tea slowly, finally turned his head and looked at the opposite mountain dragon, who had been looking at him all the time. He said calmly, "take another look. Believe it or not, I'll dig out your eyes."

Long Shao suddenly shrunk his neck and didn't dare to look up.

Darling, this guy's cultivation is not at all. Why does it give people a terrible feeling?

So, Shanmei Longshao made up his mind. In the future, he'd better make a detour.

When Xu Kuang and monk Shihuai heard the words of Zhong Ling, they turned their heads to look at the woman Zhong Ling and at the opposite mountain dragon Shao, and then looked at each other with a smile.

These people will be amazing and gorgeous in the future. As long as the Su family does not fall down for a day, the river and lake is bound to be brilliant because of these people, and also because of these people, jiuxiao sword clan will regain its former glory.

Xuanming mountain.

Sun Lu, the burly middle-aged man, helped his wife to stop on the high wall of the Qingshi terrace. Watching the fierce battle in the thunder sword gate, which was regarded as the holy land by the people in the Jianghu, she was shocked.

Especially when I saw Su Chunsheng standing in the crowd, holding a Chixiao dagger, I was even more surprised.

They just wanted to watch the battle, but they happened to see Su Chunsheng's sword cut out, and directly smashed the man out of their hands. Then they turned fiercely and looked around.

Sun Lu's eyes widened and she could not help saying, "madam, we're late. We didn't catch the good play!"

The woman was puzzled, but she felt that although there were fewer sword practitioners in the field than the disciples of the thunder sword sect, she was full of momentum. After hearing sun Lu's words, the woman turned her head and said, "what's the matter?"

Sun Lu pointed to the scene and said, "do you see the guy who was beaten out by Su Chunsheng? That's the leader of Lei Dao sect, Lei Tianhao. "

"Su Chunsheng has not only recovered his accomplishments, but has probably jumped to the realm of..."

Sun Lu looked shocked. Although the women around her were not unfamiliar with cultivation, they were confused. She just turned her head and looked up at the sky. She happened to see a woman in black, Jianxiu, falling with the wind and directly on the Qingshi terrace. If she went down with a sword, she would be overturned and screamed.