Chapter 64 Misinformation of Flying Pigeon

The dragon's dragon's knife flashed, and the swords of the two little Taoists were broken into two like cutting radishes and cutting vegetables, and the two were still staring at the hilt of the sword in their hands.

The mad knife no longer moves, but put the knife into the sheath and said coldly with his hands on his back, "Which uncle are you? I'm also a Taoist heir, named Crazy Knife. Don't hurt my brother.

The tall path stared at the mad knife for a long time. He didn't believe it. Seeing that the mad knife did not make a move, he hurriedly pulled his brother back and shouted as he ran, "Very good! Master said that all the people who came today are not good. Ghosts believe that you are my heir. You have the guts to wait!"

The short brother named Xuanzhen still held the half-broken sword tightly and said with a crying voice, "Brother! He broke our sword, and the master will definitely scold him. What should we do? We want him to pay for it!"

The mad knife did not catch up, and vaguely listened to the shouts of the two people disappear into the mist with their shadows. He secretly thought that it was just a misunderstanding when he met Ziyang Zhenren to say that it was just a misunderstanding. He was not determined to cut off the swords of the two younger brothers.

The mad knife stared at the reflection of Dinghu Peak and the mountains of Xiandu in the lake. It is not easy to enter the mountain after such a disturbance. Only by leading the horse and walking slowly, hoping that the Ziyang Guanzhu will not misunderstand.

Residual snow, pine and cypress, dead grass.

The cave is blessed, and even these common scenes are particularly charming, and even the dark yellow of the dead grass is so fascinating. How can people not be drunk in the drawing?

Kuang Dao was staring at the beautiful scenery in the lake, and suddenly felt a murderous atmosphere behind him, as if the world was suddenly full of this murderous atmosphere.

This murderous spirit was imminent, but the mad knife did not move. He still stood calmly, as straight and firm as Dinghu Peak across the lake.

Suddenly, there was a humane from afar: "Master! It was him, this boy in white, who cut the sword of me and Brother Xuansu into two paragraphs and brag about himself. I think he is the common helper invited by the bald donkeys of Lingshan Temple!"

Only then did Kuang Dao know that he and the two little Taoist priests named Xuansu and Xuanzhen who did it did it, and mistakenly think that he were the helpers invited by Lingshan Temple. From then on, Kuang Dao quickly turned his head and saw an old Tao from afar. He couldn't see any face clearly in the mist. He just felt that the people were very leisurely walking, showing However, he is a master of Taoism.

The crazy knife hurriedly said, "Is it Master Ziyang? Disciple Kuang Dao, see the master!"

After saying that, he bowed for a long time, but saw someone coughing, and his heart suddenly moved. This was by no means the voice of the Lord Ziyang. He raised his head blankly and said, "Oh! Which uncle or uncle, the disciple Kuangdao, was misunderstood by the two little brothers before he could report it. I hope you can forgive me.

The old man's eyes suddenly seemed to have a flash of cold light, and suddenly sighed gently and said faintly, "Is that right? Are you the mad knife that is known as the first knife in the world?

Before the mad knife could answer, Xuansu behind the old man had laughed: "Master, don't listen to his nonsense. I teach the mad knife how heroic he is and majestic. How can he be a young man in white who is not a few years older than us? It's really fake years. Today's very strange, haha."

The old man suddenly waved his hand, stopped the two of them from talking, and still said slowly: "We Taoists must not be moody. No matter who comes, whether they are friends or enemies, they are always guests. The depth and shallowness of Taoism are all written on your faces. Only when you want to be favors and humiliation is not surprising can you be the first. A threshold, you know?"

Xuansu Xuanzhen immediately bowed his head and stood up, only to respond. The crazy knife also said, "Thank you for the teaching of my uncle. The disciples are infinitely used."

The tall Xuansu really lowered his eyebrows and said peacefully, "Xiang Ke, don't flatter my master. Why on earth did you pretend to be a mad knife? Do you want to come to my immortals?"

Crazy knife smiled bitterly: "I'm just crazy knife. It's real and I dare not fake it."

Lao Dao raised his palm with one hand and said slowly, "The poor Qingyangzi, the master, is closed at this moment and there are no visitors. Let's go. Look at your youthful nature. If you worship the world's first crazy knife in the world and dress up as him, it's okay. This is also human nature. Others should not have said anything."

Kuang Dao was stunned: "It turned out to be Uncle Qingyang. I'm sorry for my eyes. Four years ago, when my disciple came to Xiandu, I heard that Uncle Qingyang had not returned. I didn't see him. I regretted that I saw my uncle today, and the disciple was not very happy. The disciple is a mad knife and never dares to bully the teacher.

Qingyangzi's face suddenly changed, and he was obviously very angry, but after all, his self-restraint was quite good and he had just taught two apprentices a lesson, but he was unhappy and said, "Young man, what's your intention of pretending to be a mad knife?"

The mad knife is even more puzzled: "I'm a mad knife. Why do you say that I pretend to be one by one?"

Xuanzhen, who was still young, shouted, "Yesterday, the flying pigeon came to the book and said that I taught the mad knife brother to meet the four battle of the unknown village, and it has already... He has already driven the crane fairy away, how can he come back alive? Aren't you fake? Are you going to be sanctified after death?

The surprise of the mad knife. Qing Yangzi's face was gloomy and sighed, "Young man, do you hear that? The wizard mad knife I taught has been buried under the four arrays. I'm afraid you don't know it. Don't pretend to be a mad knife in the future. If you know it underground, you will be grateful. ."

After hearing this, he was shocked and angry and said quickly, "Uncle Qingyang! The disciple did fight with the Unknown Zhuang in Jinghu Diting, but I joined hands with the mysterious swordsman to win the Unknown Zhuang. The disciple did not die in the battle. Was the message wrong? Who was cursing me to die?

After all, Xuansu has a hot temper. He has long thrown the master's dissuasion away and said angrily, "The person who flies the book is naturally a reliable Taoist friend in my teaching. How can it be wrong? You are a group of nonsense. Think that the mysterious swordsman is a descendant of Confucianism. How can you fight side by side with the mad knife brother? Moreover, it is clear in the biography of Flying Pigeon that it was the nameless four who beat one of my brothers. In the end, a mysterious swordsman took advantage of the danger of people and killed my wild knife brother together with the nameless four unique. How could it be wrong?

Crazy knife only feels that his head is buzzing. Who is the book? At that time, around Jinghu Diting, there were only unknown Zhuang and mysterious swordsmen and dark night incense, which were Confucianism. Other bright moon princes and orchid butterfly dance rings were all natives. Is it their books? Neither! They saw it with their own eyes and said goodbye to me with tears. How could they curse me to death? There must be a conspiracy here! The mysterious swordsman is also an open and aboveboard hero. The girl who left incense in the dark night is ice-clear and jade and has a good relationship with the Mingyue brothers. Naturally, she is not done by Confucianism. Who is that?

There were countless question marks in the heart of the crazy knife, but I couldn't think of it. I could only ask Qingyangzi, "Uncle! Who is the person who passed the book? The mysterious swordsman is a gentleman. How can he plot behind his back, and he is trapped in the array. The disciples went to save him. The flying pigeon's biography is all wrong! There must be a conspiracy among them. He wanted me to share the same situation with Confucianism and add fuel to the fire. I guess it was probably an unknown village's disappsive and deliberately misrepresentation.

No matter how good Qingyangzi is, he can't help shouting at this moment, "Enough! My Taoism and Confucian Buddhism are inherently the same. Are you an accomplice sent by Lingshan Temple? You want to reverse right and wrong and slander the dead on the 29th Cave of Tianxiandu Mountain. Hey hey, don't blame the poor Tao for being rude!"

Mad Knife saw that Uncle was extremely angry, and at this moment, he couldn't explain it clearly for a while. He simply said, "Since Uncle and the two brothers don't recognize me, you might as well take me to Lingxu Cave in Houshan to meet Master Ziyang, and everything will be understood!"

Xuanzhen hurriedly said, "Master, don't listen to him. He must have been sent by Lingshan Temple to step on it. He is going to enter the Lingxu Cave. Isn't it to lure the wolf into the room?"

Xuansu also said, "Xuanzhen is right. What's more, everyone in the world can dress up as my crazy knife. Is it true that you hold a dragon's knife? Even if Yi Rong seems to have hidden it from me, have you heard the name of the old man Tianya in Lihua Valley?

Kuangdao smiled bitterly: "Of course, I have heard that the Mingyue brothers, a disciple of the old man Tianya, fought together yesterday. He can testify."

Qing Yangzi sneered: "After all, my apprentice is smart. Humph, I have never heard that the old man Tianya has an apprentice? There are a series of nonsense. Young man, are you crazy? You will know after two moves with me. Do you dare?

The mad knife had already been angered by those two paths, but it was very respectful to this uncle. As soon as he heard that he wanted to try his martial arts, he couldn't wait to do so. He nodded and said, "Uncle has a destiny. How dare the disciple not respect it? It's just arrogance!"

Qing Yangzi also nodded and looked up at the sky. He seemed to appreciate the beautiful scenery in the lake and mountains. He sighed, "Come on! Draw a knife and make a move."

Seeing the wind rising, the crazy knife blew away the gray hair between the old temples. He couldn't help sighing in his heart and slowly came over. He pulled out the dragon knife. Finally, the tip of the knife hung down and bowed his head and said, "Disciples dare not make a mistake. I'm afraid that the sword will have no eyes and hurt the old man."

Qingyangzi also frowned slightly. Xuanzhen and Xuansu seemed to hear the funniest joke in the world. They laughed and finally straightened up and scolded, "Kid! What martial arts is my master? How can he hurt under your knife? You don't pee and take care of yourself!"

Qing Yangzi shouted, "Won! How can monks hurt people?"

Xuansu and Xuanzhen stood behind their heads. Qingyangzi looked coldly at the mad knife in front of him and said coldly, "Young man, do something. Don't worry!"

Kuang Dao originally wanted Uncle Qingyang to make three moves and listen to Xuansu Xuanzhen's two younger brothers mocking. How can he say this sentence? Only respectfully said, "Yes!"

The knife light flashes, and you can't lose your courtesy, so the knife move is not fast.

After several moves, Qingyangzi said coldly, "I heard that my crazy knife master's nephew is like a knife, and the knife is like crazy. In fact, you are so weak?"

The mad knife was forced so much that there was nothing he could do. He was secretly uncomfortable. He simply came down and shouted, "Uncle! Keep an eye on it!"