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11

In the south of Nanzhao, there is a Diaoao Valley, and a Diaoao old man lives in the valley.

Song Nanping said: "The purpose of my trip to Nanzhao is to pay a visit to this old senior."

Facing Xie Zhuo's thoughtful gaze, he paused for a moment, and then replied: "Although he is called an old senior, his seniority is far inferior to you."

Looking at the martial arts in the Central Plains, the masters are so famous that they are as famous as the famous people in the north and south, and they are as powerful as Xie Hanjiang, and their lifespans are all less than a hundred years.He has become famous in the world and has stood for a hundred years without falling down. Looking at the world, it is only a prison cave.

Peacock Villa retains only the first half of Taiyi's remnant volume, and the remaining half volume is in the hands of Weng Diao Ao.

Song Nanping climbed Wuwang Cliff alone, there was an old man fishing on the top of the mountain, and he saw this man with white beard and hair, wide robe and wide sleeves, and he looked like a fairy.

Song Nanping climbed Wuwangya by himself, and went down Wuwangya by himself. It took only half a day to go back and forth, and he came back with half his body in the wind and rain.

It was raining torrentially at night, and bursts of spring thunder were heard in the distance, shocking the whole house.

Song Nanping didn't wear rain gear, his clothes were completely wet, he stood in the courtyard, his expression was hard to distinguish.

He and Xie Zhuo looked at each other across a stone bridge, but said: "I need to kill someone."

12

In the south of Nanzhao, there is a fisherman who observes the phenomena of the world. He has heard about the world's martial arts and has been fishing for thirty years.

Today, there is a visit in white clothes, cutting the sky and the earth with one sword.

On the top of Wuwang Mountain, Xie Zhuo stood with his sword behind his back, and his robes and sleeves fluttered among the layers of clouds and mists.

The avenue is facing the sky, and when you meet someone who has reached the top of the swordsmanship, you will show your sharpness, and the Nine Heavens Immortal will bow down.

The old man with white beard and hair took back the fishing line hanging between the cliffs, spread out the yellowed scroll, and told a story many years ago.

13

People in the world say that "Taiyi Fragmented Scroll" is a collection of Buddhist classics, but in fact it is not. If the first words of the scriptures are disassembled, it is a family letter written by King Gu to his son.

The Miao girl was born in Miaojiang in the east of Nanzhao. She was very intelligent since she was a child. She is a combination of the world and the earth. She is involved in the five elements and eight trigrams. She set foot in the Central Plains when she was young. There are more than seven years.

A beauty is equipped with a sword, and her sword is called a beauty's pendant.

At that time, it was heard that Renqiong had finished her studies and was just a fledgling; that Miao girl had already become famous all over the world, attracting countless sons and daughters to compete for her waist.

The world is unpredictable, but the Miao girl who is so gorgeous in the world has a natural crush on Wen Renqiong, who is still an unknown junior.

For three years, they have shared weal and woe, and finally got to hear that Renqiong and her have a marriage letter.

That Miao girl has both talent and beauty, but she is not deeply involved in the world, so she would have expected Wen Renqiong to have a marriage contract first.

With the help of that Miao girl, Wen Renqiong gained his current status, and married his new wife to become the owner of the village.Wen Renqiong didn't want others to know about the past of the young man, but he framed him in every possible way and wanted to kill the Miao girl.

On the night of Wen Renqiong's wedding, there was a thunderstorm, Miao girl's old injury relapsed, and she gave birth to a son named Song Nanping in a ruined temple in a weak state.

Difficult to level, what is difficult to level?

After all, it's difficult to calm down.

14

Under the immeasurable peak.

Song Nanping took off the bridle of the gray-skinned donkey, and patted the head of his old buddy who had been with him for four years.The donkey seemed to sense something, raised its front hooves, and snorted at him.

Song Nanping smiled, untied the green wine gourd from his waist, hung it around the donkey's neck, and said to himself: "For the sake of your conscience, I will give you all my treasures."

The gray-skinned donkey took a few steps, turned back and neighed. The donkey's bray was hoarse and hoarse, with a sharp high pitch, which was very ear-piercing.

Song Nanping waved his hand at the donkey, without looking back, he raised his knife and entered Jinghu Villa.

15

Song Nanping entered the Hall of Liangyi with a saber in hand, and looked at Wen Renqiong in the hall, but said: "Talk for Tat."

A glass of wine and a knife.

The grace of teaching, the revenge of killing the mother.

Song Nanping drank all the wine in his glass and handed out the sword in his palm.

Wen Renqiong stood with his sword in his hand, facing this disciple who taught him to be proud of, he couldn't help but sigh: "I taught you all your martial arts, how can you deceive your master and destroy your ancestor's courage?"

Song Nanping confronted him tit for tat: "The landlord's scenery today is also given by his mother, how can he cross the river and tear down the bridge?"

It's over, it's useless to talk about it.

The battle of swords has existed since ancient times.

I heard that Renren Qiong's swordsmanship has the style of the ancestors of the Han Dynasty, strong and light, and at the same time, he was taught by the sword ghost Tao Xuan, and his lightness and sensitivity are more than light, and the sword's power and meaning are both better than a quick word; Song Nanping was born with a sword embryo, but A genius of swordsmanship that is rare in a hundred years, he does not stick to the sword's movement and swordsmanship, but finds another way, abandons the sword and takes the knife, and proves the way with strength, and has made great achievements in the same line of swordsmanship.

Rao is Song Nanping's young talent, but when it comes to the experience of the world, he is still far behind the famous man who has been famous for [-] years.

Once the hundred tricks have been passed, it shows signs of decline.If there is no accident, Song Nanping will undoubtedly lose without thirty moves.

Wen Renqiong stretched out his sword, and only heard the sound of piercing through the sky, Song Nanping changed the way of the sword just now, instead of retreating, he advanced.

The tip of the sword pierced through the flesh, piercing through the shoulder blade, Wen Renqiong was thrown into disarray by this blow, and was about to withdraw when the blade had already reached close.

He was risking his life.

Song Nanping was not afraid of death, but Wen Renqiong cherished his life, and immediately pulled up his breath and retreated, but he messed up the way of the sword.

A master's move, a slight difference, can take a person's life.

Song Nanping held the blade with his left hand, the path of the sword was sluggish, he couldn't draw the sword, at this very moment, Song Nanping held the saber in his right hand, flipped the saber over, and took the head straight.

16

Song Nanping came out of Liangyi Hall with a saber, describing himself as a mess.All the meridians in his left arm were severed by the sword intent, bloody and bloody, almost numb, and bleeding continuously.

Looking up, I saw the famous people outside the hall, as well as the disciples of Jinghu Villa who kept gathering.

Everyone looked at him, the master's former favorite student, with shocked eyes.

Song Nanping survived the catastrophe, surrounded by a group of enemies, he thought of teasing: "Young Master, unfortunately, the disciple has come back again."

Wenren Yaquan's eyes were red, and his sword was out of its sheath: "Song Nanping, you killed your master and ancestor, what else can you say?"

Song Nanping smiled slightly, touching the wound, the smile was forced a little: "The way of heaven is clear, I am just an eye for an eye."

Wenren gritted his teeth graciously: "You killed my father, it is clear to heaven, so if I kill you, will it be rewarded by heaven?"

That's about it for retribution.

Song Nanping smiled: "Hey, yes."

17

When Xie Zhuo arrived at Wuliang Peak, Jinghu Villa had been cleaned almost from top to bottom, most of the disciples were seriously injured, although they were not fatal, they were unable to take any action in a short period of time.

Song Nanping was resting at the foot of the mountain. He was covered in wounds, a big hole was opened in his chest, his ribs were almost visible, and his blue shirt was soaked in blood so that he couldn't see its original color.

Seeing Xie Zhuo from afar, he pulled the corner of his lower lip, but only brought more blood from his mouth: "Why are you here?"

Xie Zhuo was almost unable to recognize the person in front of him for a moment.

In my memory, Song Nanping was full of piss, and the first time we met, he gave him a big gift, and he didn't look like a hero in any way.

He is obviously the best person in the world, but he still wants to do the evil thing of bullying his master and destroying his ancestors.

Xie Zhuo held him in his arms, and the crimson blood smeared on the white clothes.

Xie Zhuo opened his mouth, and managed to find his own voice, his throat was so dry, his voice was also hoarse and terrible: "Master Shao hurt you?"

"How can he stab me to death with his three-legged cat kung fu." Song Nanping was a little out of breath after hurting his lungs, and he had to wait a while before he could continue, "...the wine is poisoned."

The wine was poisoned, and Wen Renqiong didn't want him to leave alive from the very beginning.

Song Nanping seldom recalls the past, most of his childhood memories are vague, but for some reason, he suddenly remembered the scene when his mother taught him swordsmanship when he was three years old.

Song Nanping learned swords very quickly, and he always knew the sword manual after reading it once, and he did not know how much higher than his peers.But his mother is already a genius who can only be seen once in a hundred years, and this kind of understanding really doesn't catch that person's eyes.

And he never seemed to be able to be what the other party expected.

Later, Song Nanping abandoned the sword to learn the sword, probably because he wanted to go against the expectations of others and just do something he likes.

But just like his name, it's hard to flatten, and he spent his whole life arguing for others.

Song Nanping's viscera were in severe pain, as if he had been crushed by something, his strength continued to lose, and even the movement of raising his hand became extremely difficult.

He reached out to touch Xie Zhuo's side face, leaving a blood-red fingerprint in the corner of the other's eye.

Xie Zhuo stared blankly at him, the heavenly fairy fell into the world and hugged him in his arms, the corners of his eyes were flushed at this moment, as if he was about to shed tears in the next second.

Song Nanping closed his eyes sleepily, but smiled before saying anything: "Hey...it's okay."

18

The master of Prison Yang Cave, who has not cared about worldly affairs for a hundred years, set foot in the rivers and lakes.

First, there was Wuwangya fishing Ao Weng who sealed his throat with a sword, and then Wuliangfeng Jinghu Villa was slaughtered, causing everyone in the rivers and lakes to be at risk.

Under the Wuliang Peak, Xie Zhuo carefully protected the person in his arms, and walked through the bamboo forest, the shadows of the trees overlapped, and the light and shade could be seen, suddenly enlightened.

Outside the forest was a gray-skinned donkey with its head raised and neighing endlessly, its head untied, and a green wine gourd hung around its neck.

END

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01

Fifty years ago, Xie Hanjiang picked 50 paths in the south of the Yangtze River with his sword.

Fifty years later, Xie Hanjiang, the sword fairy who lived in legends, was too old to walk, half of his front teeth fell out, and the wind leaked when he opened his mouth to speak. A letter came from outside saying that his uncle far away was getting married.

02

Three years ago, Xie Hanjiang suffered from a serious illness. After being rescued, he suffered from dementia, commonly known as senile dementia.

From now on, Xie Hanjiang let go of all major and minor matters in the family, and handed over to his eldest son Xie Chengfeng to take care of them.

Marriage of a distant uncle is not considered a major event, and it is definitely not going to disturb success and fame like Xie Hanjiang.It's just that this distant relative has a lot of background, Xie Chengfeng didn't dare to neglect, and started to read family letters to his father.

Xie Chengfeng said: "The letter said that Uncle is going to get married on the fifth day of next month."

Xie Hanjiang was unmoved.

Xie Chengfeng raised his voice: "On the fifth day of next month, in Prison Yang Cave, Uncle is going to get married!"

The sun was just right, Xie Hanjiang half-closed his eyes and dozed off.

Xie Chengfeng calmed down his dantian, poured his inner strength, and said loudly: "Father! Uncle is married!!!"

Xie Hanjiang woke up with a jolt.

He moved his eyes, and it took him a long time to react, and he said vaguely, "What, did Ergou eat meat?"

03

Xie Hanjiang visited the Prisoner Cave twice when he was young, including this time, he only visited three times in his whole life.

60 years ago, Xie Hanjiang entered the rivers and lakes for the first time, and went to Prison Yang Cave to ask about swords. He got Xie Zhuo's advice and learned the nameless swordsmanship, one move and three moves.Ten years later, with these three styles of nameless swords, it became famous in eighteen places in the south of the Yangtze River.

Thirty years ago, Xie Hanjiang had a great reputation. He went to Prison Yang Grotto to ask questions, competed swords with Xie Zhuo, exhausted all his life's knowledge, but finally failed in eight moves and was defeated by Xie Zhuo.

04

Xie Chengfeng and his entourage arrived at Prison Yang Cave three days before their wedding. At this moment, the three brothers were pushing Xie Hanjiang on the wheelbarrow to chat with the guests.

Although Prison Yang Cave is rarely involved in Jianghu affairs, but when it comes to Prison Yang Cave, it can be said that everyone knows about it, and it has stood firm in Jianghu for a hundred years.There are many famous old seniors attending the banquet this time, and the Xie brothers did not dare to make mistakes.

While the guests were coming and going, Xie Hanjiang grabbed the wrist of the man in Tsing Yi in front of him, opened his mouth and said: "Grandpa, long time no see, why are you here?"

Song Nanping was caught off guard by someone grabbing his wrist. Looking back, he saw Xie Hanjiang and smiled slightly.

Xie Chengfeng hurried forward to make a rescue, but he was afraid that Xie Chengfeng's ears would not be clear, so he said loudly: "Father, it's wrong! This is not Grandpa, but Song Nanping Song Shaoxia!"

After a while, Xie Hanjiang grabbed another person: "Grandma is healthy! You told me a few days ago that you are too old to bite sugar cane, but are your legs still flexible?"

Xie Jifeng glanced at Wenren's generous and increasingly dark complexion, feeling worried.Xie Hanjiang has a loud voice, and everyone in the Jianghu present has sharp ears and eyes.Across the corridor, Xie Zhuo was looking at this side from a distance, and his face was not very good.

Xie Jifeng said repeatedly: "It's not Grandma, it's the owner of Jinghu Villa Wenren Shao!"

After about half a stick of incense time, Xie Hanjiang held back the third person: "The second dog is okay? I heard that a litter was born a few days ago, and it took a lot of trouble to feed it. Is the milk still enough? Chengfeng also said that you recently If you eat meat, it’s not good to eat meat, but it’s good to be vegetarian.”

Xie Linfeng was a step too late, unable to stop his father from blurting out his words, and said, "Father! It's not Ergou, it's Hero Zhou of Peacock Villa!"

The matter has come to this point, the Xie brothers did not dare to wait any longer, the three brothers took Xie Hanjiang back because of the lack of front teeth.

05

And lately, Song Nanping took some free time to visit this old sword fairy who had monopolized the world for ten years.

Song Nanping said: "Senior traveled thousands of miles to visit, and this junior is very grateful. If there is anything wrong with the hospitality, you can tell this junior."

Seeing Song Nanping, Xie Hanjiang didn't know what was on his mind, and muttered to himself: "...It's good to get married, it's a happy event."

Song Nanping: "I've heard for a long time that senior and Du Xianzi's fairy couple have achieved a good story in the world. It is even more joyful to be able to meet senior's expectations."

Xie Hanjiang seemed to be touched, his arms trembled for a while, he took out the dragon and phoenix pendant he was carrying with him, and rubbed it in his palm for a while, as if he had made some extremely difficult decision, he grabbed Song Nanping's wrist and tightly stuffed the jade pendant into the Song Nanping held it.

Xie Hanjiang firmly grasped Song Nanping's wrist, still muttering in his mouth: "It's good to get married... an inch of concentric strands, a thousand-year-old flower."

Xie Chengfeng went out to see him off, and before leaving, he said to Song Nanping: "Father, he is old and confused, please don't be offended by Song Shaoxia."

Song Nanping shook his head: "It's good to be confused, it's rare to be confused."

06

Xie Zhuo pointed to the pair of dragon and phoenix pendants on the case, and asked, "What is it?"

Song Nanping said: "Thank you, old man, your little nephew, for giving us a big wedding gift." He paused, then smiled, "I wish us a happy marriage for a hundred years and a baby boy soon."

Xie Zhuo raised his eyebrows: "It's about you and me, why should he do anything extra?"

"It's always good to have more blessings." Song Nanping said, "I'm afraid you don't know, there is still a rumor about this dragon and phoenix pendant."

Xie Zhuo: "How to say?"

Song Nanping: "In the early years, Xie Hanjiang wandered the rivers and lakes, and made love with Du Yuwei Fairy Du. This was used as a token. Later, the two became deeply in love with each other. Du Xianzi passed away four years ago, and the following year, Xie Hanjiang suffered a serious illness. , when he was dying of illness, he was still holding on to the pair of jade pendants tightly, and when he woke up, he looked like this, which shows the depth of his love."

Xie Zhuo lowered his eyes and remained silent.

"You have lived in Prison Yang Grotto for a long time, and your skills are great. There is no such thing as birth, old age, sickness and death, but you don't know that 'the youth of the rivers and lakes is old, and the years without reason are the most murderous'. It is like being famous all over the world like Xie Hanjiang, and being gorgeous like Du Xianzi. After all, you can't escape life and death. Words." Song Nanping paused for a moment, then suddenly remembered something, half joking and half serious, and said, "If one day I become like Xie Hanjiang, I will leak when I open my mouth to speak, my brain is not good, and I will call a dog when I catch someone , how are you doing?"

Xie Zhuo said without hesitation: "What else can I do? I will suffer as you do."

Song Nanping's heart moved slightly, and he leaned over to kiss Xie Zhuo.

07

Marriage between men is inherently unreasonable, and they are done with such fanfare. Looking at the current world, it is only the Prison Yangku family.

This couple is also wonderful, they don't kneel down to heaven and earth, and they don't kneel down to their parents, and they are sent to the bridal chamber as long as the husband and wife worship each other.

It was only half a cup of tea time before the worship ceremony, and the couple disappeared, leaving all the guests staring at each other.

08

There are red candles weeping in the house.

Song Nanping and Xie Zhuo were both dressed in red, sitting opposite each other and doing the wedding ceremony.

Across a corridor, an unfinished congratulatory message came from the lobby:

"Marriage of two surnames, signing a contract together, a good relationship will last forever, matching the same name."

"It's a great honor to see a beautiful couple today, and I wish you all the way to the Spring and Autumn Period."