Xu Fengnian took out a large handful of pebbles at the bottom of the lake, threw them on the ground, and then jumped into the cold and bone-breathing deep pool. After repeating this, he took out more than 40 pieces in half a day, and half were screened out, and piled them in the cave behind the waterfall. After doing this strange thing, he took the knife to the bamboo forest and said it was a purple bamboo forest. In fact, there were many Nanzhu Ci bamboo abacus bamboos mixed with. Tens of thousands of bamboos merged into a bamboo sea. When the wind blew, the bamboo waves rolled and full of vitality.

Xu Fengnian likes to come here to catch some bamboo chickens and play zither frogs to make a meal. There is no reason not to take advantage of it even if he gets a sword. He heard from the bull riding saying that the winter bamboo shoots here are the most delicious in winter. Xu Fengnian doesn’t know if he can survive until that day.

The first silly man in Wudang lives in a simple bamboo building deep in the bamboo sea. He likes to walk on the waves on the bamboo forest when practicing swords. His sword is like waves, and he is truly like a bamboo.

Xu Fengnian pulled Xiu Dong out after entering the bamboo forest, always guarding against the inexplicable sword-dead Wang Xiaoping.

But for some reason today, until Xu Fengnian saw the bamboo building, Wang Xiaoping had not yet set off his sword.

With the courage to continue moving forward, Xu Fengnian was already wet. No wonder His Royal Highness was walking on thin ice. The sword fool was really crazy. No matter what the 300,000 cavalry of Beiliang, Xu Xiao, the big pillar country, and the four-character archway at the foot of Wudang Mountain, he only had a sword in his heart. So every time he only used one sword, Xu Fengnian had to gather all his energy to deal with it carefully.

Wang Xiaoping slowly walked out of the bamboo building and sat on a bamboo chair, without carrying the treasure of the mountain.

Xu Fengnian went to Xiu Dong to return to the sheath and walked over to sit on the chair opposite Wang Xiaoping. Jianniang who did not hold a sword was just a handsome middle-aged uncle with a stiff expression and a simple Taoist robe. Wang Xiaoping became a Taoist priest in Wudang very late. It was rumored that he was a rich slut before going up the mountain. He was infatuated with beauty and swords. After being hurt once, he regarded beauty as a tiger and wolf. In anger, he dispersed all his wealth in the family and went to Wudang. He would not understand the "Lvshui Pavilion Jiazi Jian Ji" in his life. He only spent three years to understand it. Finally, he became a disciple of the previous generation of sects. Later, he was silent and practiced swords and took a difficult path of creating his own swordsmanship.

Wang Xiaoping twisted a few pieces of raw tea leaves from the fog-free tea in his hand, put them in his mouth and chewed them carefully, with a dull expression but a bright look.

After sitting for a few incense sticks, Xu Fengnian only saw the first fool in Wudang Mountain chew and swallowing tea leaves slowly. The autumn tea is a little old and old than the two teas in spring and summer. The tea tastes light and light. It was the first time that someone had eaten it. Xu Fengnian listened to the slightest bamboo leaves and the bamboo poems of his second sister for no reason. He probably used the bamboo as the sound of suffering among the people and the sobs of the beauty in the late twilight. At that time, he was praised by scholars. I was afraid that she would have been born in Shangyin Academy. The scholars regretted that they should not have praised Xu Weixiong as much as they had ever been. Xu Fengnian looked around for a week, and except for bamboo, he was also bamboo. He felt bored, so he held Xiudong tightly and stood up and left silently.

Wang Xiaoping looked at the back of His Royal Highness, as if he was hesitating whether to use a bamboo as a long sword.

Xu Fengnian left the bamboo forest and his clothes were wet again. This bamboo forest was really not a place for people to stay. The failure to come out of that sword made Xu Fengnian more frightened than the sword.

The osmanthus falls on the mountain.

Xu Fengnian was in the deep pool under the Xuanxian Peak. The rest of Wudang Mountain had water and lakes. Finally, he found more than 400 pebbles, black and white, and piled up in the thatched hut. In addition to using Xiu Dong to cut the waterfall, the prince was left with Xiu Dong to carve stones. In the Jiazi of the Green Water Pavilion, there is a sword technique similar to the female embroidery flower, called the Tianniao scattered flowers. It is the most exquisite and mysterious, but it is probably comparable to the profound sword technique of the Wu family's sword tomb. Xu Fengnian applied this sword style to the tip of the embroidery Dong sword, and stroked and stroked the latest chapters of the Travel Notes of the Sky, which was extremely exhausting. At first, it was the ultimate carving of two or three stones every day. After gradually getting to the better, four or five were four or five every day. When it snowed on the mountain, Xu Fengnian could close his eyes and cut his sword and succeed in thirteen or four or four in one day.

Xu Fengnian calculated by counting his fingers. It was almost time to leave Wudang Mountain, and after all, he had to go to Jiuhua to ring the bell. For the Beiliang Palace, this was something that could not be struck.

For some reason, Xu Fengnian became increasingly unfair about the transfer of internal strength of Wudang sect Wang Chonglou. He didn't know whether it was the way of heaven riding a bull and Hong to wash the elephant, Wang Xiaoping's sword and bamboo, or the oath and killing sticker in front of Taixu Palace.

Hong Xixiang patiently carved out three hundred and sixty-one sons, one hundred and eighty black sons, and one hundred and eighty white sons. The nineteen zodiac signs are 361.

In subtle influence, Xu Fengnian's sword technique went from coarse to thin.

Occasionally, when he went to the bamboo forest to fight, he could force the sword-mad Wang Xiaoping to cut off more than a dozen purple bamboos to drive His Royal Highness out of the bamboo forest. The last time, I was probably tired of the prince and Xiu Dong to the extreme. After one sword, I cut a large open space with one sword.

Outside the bamboo building, Wang Chonglou sat opposite Jian Chi, then chewed the raw tea leaves, and asked with a smile: "How is the qi traction?"

Wang Xiaoping, who only spoke in front of Taixu Palace, nodded.

Wang Chonglou said: "Every time you draw your sword in the bright light, you drive Xu Fengnian's sword technique and energy into the same place. "Green Water Pavilion" is in the dark, and it hides sword techniques, which can be guided with clear minds. I never thought that Xu Fengnian used sword techniques to carve chess pieces, and accidentally got the essence of "Jiazi Jianlu". Besides, I don't know if I learned the turtle breathing method from any expert, practiced swords at the bottom of the deep pool under the peak, and returned to the same path as my Wudang Xinfa. I thought that my Dahuang Court would give it to the prince at most three or four. Now it seems that 5 or six or six is ​​not impossible."

Jian Chi showed an angry face, and the peach wood sword Shentu, who was placed horizontally on the bamboo table, jumped up without warning.

Wang Chonglou reached out and gently brushed the table. The ancient sword god Tu returned to silence and said with a smile: "Did, how can you be so impatient to Wudang better than the sword arts accumulated by more than ten generations of people in the Wu family's sword tomb?"

Wang Xiaoping smiled, picked up a handful of green tea leaves in the bamboo basin, and chewed them in big mouthfuls.

Wang Chonglou joked: "You really have the will to be carried on the martial arts and heavenly way by your junior brother. After all, Xixiang is just a young man under thirty, so you are not afraid of getting tired of him? Among our senior brothers who are young but not very old, you are the closest to Tiandao. So, don't look at your bad face to wash the elephant, I know that among the senior brothers, you are the most optimistic about this junior brother. So, when the prince comes out of the mountain, you should be more careful, take up the burden, learn from Wu Liuding from the Wu family's sword tomb, walk around, the East China Sea, the North Liang and the West Man, maybe your swordsmanship will be done, and sitting on the way is never a good idea."

The first idiot in Wudang nodded.

With a lonely look on his face, he looked at this senior brother who spoke relaxed.

Seeing this vision, Wang Chonglou smiled heartily and said, "It's just a small big yellow court. What can I count as compared to the thousand-year plan of Wudang?"

The sword crazy Wang Xiaoping shook his head, probably because he wanted to say that this Dahuangting was "not small".

Wang Chonglou ignored these and laughed: "Let Xixiang secretly hide a few chess pieces. His Royal Highness probably didn't look for our junior brother at this moment, so he could only go to the bottom of the pond to find stones. I have to hurry up."

Jianniang subconsciously reached out to hold the peach wood sword.

The head of Wudang shook his head, stood up slowly, and walked out of the purple bamboo forest.

Wang Xiaoping sat in front of the bamboo building, turned around and slashed the bamboo building with a sword.
Chapter completed!