Chapter 25 Beauty, Sword Dance!

Zhang Ziguang came to the mountain and fought with several uncles. Zhao Xuewei still looked proudly. He looked at him and left without looking back. This time, even the two female disciples of the Jianfeng School couldn't see it. They sneered at Zhao Xuewei's attitude and complained endlessly. Seeing this, Zhang Ziguang sighed in his heart, "Women are really angry!"

After complaining, the two female disciples asked about Zhang Ziguang's where he had been in the past few days. Zhang Ziguang lied and said, "My uncle didn't know anything. There was a forest not far from Osmanus Town. I don't know who put a trap in the forest. I flew for five days to break through the trap, so I delayed the trip and let my uncle Worried."

Li Jing frowned and asked, "How did your sword break?" Zhang Ziguang took out his already prepared words and said, "There are several vines in the woods that specialize in eating living things. I accidentally came to their territory and attracted their attack. I tried to cut off the vines and cut them for a long time before destroying them, but those objects were very hard and broke my sword when I was dying. ."

Chen Siya said, "I have also heard of those cannibal vines. Brother Zhang, you should be careful. If you lose a sword this time, you may lose your life next time.

Zhang Ziguang nodded and walked to the bedroom that had already been prepared for him. Along the way, he enjoyed the beautiful scenery of Ziying.

The Ziying school building can be described as a jade building, which is magnificent. All the buildings are made of white jade, emitting silver light. There is no flaws. Not far away, there is a lake with blue waves, pleasant scenery, and light fog, like a ribbon, gently wrapping this beautiful scenery, hazy It is vaguely revealing dignity. If the beauty of the Jianfeng School is the classical beauty formed after thousands of years of precipitation, then the beauty of the Ziying School is a vibrant and vibrant new beauty!

Zhang Ziguang watched the beautiful scenery of the Ziying School for a while and felt sleepless. He had not slept for three days. Even if he was a man of cultivation, he was a little tired. He walked to his room, fell into ** and fell asleep...

At night, Zhang Ziguang woke up leisurely and thought that he had not practiced the skills of the swordsmen for some days. Therefore, he stood up and sat cross-legged. A dark blue true qi operated between the seven meridians and eight veins. After a while, Zhang Ziguang was shocked to open his eyes and saw two true qi, one yellow and one blue rushed out of his body, intertwined and collided with each other. Zhang Ziguang was shocked. This yellow true spirit was formed by practicing Zhang's sword formula. If someone broke into the house at this time, Zhang Ziguang would be convicted of secretly learning his skills.

Thinking of this layer, he took a deep breath of cold air, and then lay down to rest.

He tossed and turned and couldn't sleep all night. His mind was full of Zhang's sword trick. He got up and got out of bed and wanted to watch the night scene of Kunlun to dispel the unhappiness in his heart.

He walked slowly on the road made of white jade. There was a bright moon hanging in the ink-like sky. The faint moonlight sprinkled on the white jade road, and there was a cold light on the road. Someday, a veil-like fog fell from the sky, and the night scene became more hazy!

The mountains in the distance vaguely showed their graceful posture after a veil. The water in the distance gently stroked the veil. The moonlight reflects the road like a lake, crystal clear, and the shadows of trees on the lake are mottled and intertwined into a net, as if to net all the beautiful things in the world.

Kunlun under the moon is so beautiful, bright as a dream, Kunlun under the moon is so beautiful, hazy as smoke!

Zhang, Zhang Yunjie... Zhang Ziguang walked quietly on the road, and these words flashed in his mind, which could not fade away for a long time.

He walked aimlessly and soon came to a cliff. This cliff, except for the second half connected to the mountain, most of it was suspended in the sky. Under the light of the moonlight, the fairy fog was ethereal, in it, as if in a fairyland.

Suddenly, a bright white attracted Zhang Ziguang's eyes. In the distance, a woman's figure appeared. The night breeze gently blew her white clothes. She held a long sword in her hand and danced in the most beautiful posture in the world. Zhang Ziguang looked from afar, as if she had seen the fairy above the moon!

The mountain wind gradually became strong, and her clothes began to dance in the wind!

choking! With the sound of a sword, a long sword bloomed in the moonlight, and the autumn water fell like a long sky, turning into a boundless Milky Way. It gently moved in its delicate hands, singing and running in the moonlight, sometimes rushing to the sky, sometimes landing, sometimes turning into silver clothes, sometimes scattered into stars all over the sky, shining

Song, she looked back and glanced coldly. Zhang Ziguang stood behind a big stone and grew her mouth in shock.

It was as bright as frost, shining against the beautiful face. All the beautiful scenery of Kunlun suddenly faded, and the moonlight fell from the sky and fell on her snow-white clothes, like water waves...

The unparalleled face does not seem to come from the mortal world, but from a fairyland. It is so beautiful that Zhang Ziguang has only seen in his life. The sinking fish and falling geese are not enough to describe her beauty, and the shy flowers of the closed moon are not enough to describe her handsomeness, charming, and not enough to describe her charm...

The encounter is so beautiful that even Zhang Ziguang, a person known for his romantic style, can't help but be infatuated...

"Who?" The woman seemed to notice something, raised her eyebrows and said coldly.

Zhang Ziguang knew that he was rude, blushed, walked out from behind the big stone, and bowed and said, "Zhang Ziguang, the sword, inadvertently passed by and disturbed the girl. Please forgive me.

There was no emotional fluctuation on the beautiful face of the woman in white. She was still indifferent and said, "Well, you go. The mountain road is slippery at night, and it is always dangerous for strangers to come out!"

Zhang Ziguang bowed, retreated, with a smile on the corners of his mouth, and said, "Dare to ask the girl's name!"

He lowered his head and stood for a long time without answering. He raised his head and was surprised to find that he was the only one on the cliff except the sad moonlight!

"What a fast body!" Zhang Ziguang praised and walked to the dormitory.

The next day, the sun shone high, and the sun drove away the clouds in the sky. In the central square of the Ziying School, there was a sea of people. In the middle of the square, there was a platform decorated with bright red carpets, and the carpet was covered with colorful flowers. Today is the day when the sword test conference will be held.

Most of the people under the high platform are young people. During this period, I occasionally see a few old people, all of whom are crane-haired and childlike, and they are immortal. At a glance, you can see that they are the elder generation of the sect!

There were several chairs on the stage. More than a dozen people of the Ziying faction, including Ouyang Honglu Shaoyang, sat on the chairs. Opposite them, sat the elders from various gates who came to the meeting.

Lu Shaoyang looked at the sky and felt that the time was almost up. He asked Ouyang Hong for instructions, stepped on the stage, cleared his throat, and the disciples who were still noisy under the stage were silent.

Lu Shaoyang said loudly, "Thank you for coming. Our school is full of glory. A few days ago, Jianfeng, Shushan and Ziying jointly got a peerless divine soldier. However, the divine soldiers have spirits, and only when they find their masters can they have the power of divine soldiers. Our three factions dare not enjoy treasures alone, so we Ziying sent us to invite young people widely. Yinghao wants to find the master for the magic soldier today. Next, please send out the divine soldiers!

A piece sank in the middle of the high platform. Soon, the place where it sank rose with a sword box. Everyone under the stage cheered. Lu Shaoyang stepped forward to open the sword box, and a long sword-like blade appeared in front of everyone. The dark blade was like a piece of scrap iron, with no vitality!

"Is this the legendary magic soldier?" Everyone was talking under the stage, and it was obvious that the appearance of the divine soldiers was greatly beyond their expectations.

Lu Shaoyang said loudly, "Please be quiet. The divine soldiers before you haven't found the master are all like this. I don't know which hero is willing to try it. Those who go to the high platform can try the sword!"

"I'll go first!" A figure jumped on the high platform without waiting for everyone to react, and many people under the stage stared angrily. Obviously, when this person rushed all the way to the stage, he squeezed a lot of people.

"Yin Kun in Changbai Mountain, come and try the sword!" The man, dressed in purple, stood on the stage and said confidently.

"It turned out to be the son of the Tianchi Fairy. I have been looking forward to it for a long time. Please go!" Lu Shaoyang smiled and sat in his seat.

Yin Kun strode in front of the sword, secretly carried Zhenqi to his arm, and pressed one hand to the hilt of the sword. Everyone looked at it with wide eyes, and the square was silent.

Ah! A scream echoed in the square for a long time. Yin Kun's body seemed to have suffered a huge impact. He flew backwards and fell heavily in the crowd. He couldn't help bleeding. Everyone was shocked. Several young people stepped forward to help the injured Yin Kun up, and then left the scene in dismay.

Zhang Ziguang and Jianfeng stood in the crowd, looking at each other in consteration and full of consteration!

On the stage, Ouyang Hong showed a rare shock and whispered to Lu Shaoyang beside him, "Sure enough, it's rare in the world to give such a heavy counterattack to those who pretend to be their masters!"

Lu Shaoyang nodded, stepped on the stage and asked, "Who will come to try?"

There was silence under the stage, and no one responded. They were afraid of being hurt by the sword spirit again.

"Who will try again?" Lu Shaoyang asked three times in a row, but there was still silence under the stage. At this time, a white light suddenly flashed, and a beautiful figure appeared on the stage. Everyone under the stage suddenly exploded and rose up.

After last night, Zhang Ziguang was stunned once. The person who came was the woman who danced the sword under the moon last night.

"It's so beautiful!" All the male disciples under the stage had hot eyes and looked at this ice-like beauty. They couldn't help admiring that the women looked jealous.

The woman in white smiled at Lu Shaoyang and said, "Dad, let me try!"

Although the voice was not loud, everyone heard it like the thunder in the summer. This woman turned out to be Lu Shaoyang's daughter!

Zhang Ziguang was surprised and said secretly, "No wonder it's so beautiful. It turned out to be everyone's boudoir. Presumably Lu Shaoyang's wife is also this fairy-like figure!"

Lu Shaoyang patted his daughter on the shoulder, nodded, and retreated. His worry was full of words. Liu Li, who stood under the stage, ordered his disciples around him to bring the best wound medicine of the Ziying faction.

Zhang Ziguang found a disciple of the Ziying School and asked the woman's name. The disciple was stunned for a long time before answering a name: "Lu Bingyan!"

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