[Rebirth] Chivalry

Inside the Poison Sect, in order to select the strongest person as the Sect Master of Poison, a selection of the entire sect is arranged every ten years.On the day of the selection, it doesn’t matter whether you eat, sleep, breathe, or walk... In short, as long as you are in the area of ​​the Poison Sect, you will encounter all kinds of poisons, and those who can persist until the end without dying will become the Poison Sect candidate.

However, in this once-in-ten-year event, the only person who died was Tang Zixuan, who was rumored to be the most prestigious sword master Bai Junxi in the Poison Sect.

He didn't die from poison, but sealed his throat with a sword.

This young man who was said to be the most promising candidate for the poison sect this time died in an unexplained, despicable and dirty conspiracy, which really made the entire poison sect angry.Judging from the sword marks and the direction of the sword energy, it seems that there is only one person with such ghostly strength that even the young master of the Poison Sect can hardly detect——Wei Mingliu, the sword master of Yixi.

However, when the Poison Sect was almost putting all its strength into chasing Wei Mingliu, it never occurred to him that Wei Mingliu sneaked into the Poison Sect again.

When they arrived at the border of the Poison Sect, the sky had already completely darkened.

Wei Mingliu was dressed in black, and it was even easier to invade Tangjiabao under the cover of darkness.

He went straight to the mourning hall set up for Tang Zixuan, but saw that there were only one or two outer disciples with shallow foundation guarding it.

The master of the Poison Sect is not here?

Wei Mingliu frowned, and tapped his toes. He was going to explore the secret treasure of the Poison Sect again, but it was rumored that the secret treasure was carried by the Poison Sect, and just as he was about to leave, he heard that there was a slight movement of the poison not far from the mourning hall. ringing.

"Brother, what a skill! Sneaking into the Poison Sect is like no one's land!" It was the Poison Sect Patriarch Bai Junxi who hadn't been seen for a long time who spoke.

Wei Mingliu hid in a bamboo grove, and he thought he hadn't shown his feet, but Wei Mingliu saw Bai Junxi's expression suddenly turned cold, and then heard three "swoosh, swish!" sounds from behind him, and he swung his sword back to block the hidden weapon .Seeing this, Bai Junxi raised his long sleeves and disappeared from the spot in an instant!

wrong!He didn't leave at all!

The sound of airflow in the left rear is accelerating!Someone is approaching here quickly!

Wei Mingliu turned around and took a big step back at the same time, blocking overnight, and instantly came into close combat with the comer!

"..."

Wei Mingliu narrowed his eyes dangerously, and his left hand holding the sword loosened slightly quietly.

——The power of this person...is terrifying!

"Huh?" Bai Junxi let out a light snort, and walked out of the shadow.The moonlight elongated his figure, and also illuminated a pair of restrained and quiet eyes.

He was dressed in plain white and was tall and generous.What is particularly striking is that he is carrying a dark iron epee about six feet long and seven inches wide on his shoulder.

In Shenlai Continent, it seems that the only person has such a restrained aura.

The third sword of the Central Plains - the epee without front.

Wei Mingliu couldn't figure out why Bai Junxi would squat here, and before Wei Mingliu could figure out the reason, Wufeng Sword Master approached again!The Xuantie epee roared towards Wei Mingliu's face with a fierce killing wind.

"Damn it!" Wei Mingliu cursed in a low voice, flexibly dodged sideways, and then boldly launched a surprise attack, taking advantage of the opportunity to attack within the defensive range of the incoming enemy, trying to make a quick victory!

——He damnably forgot that since the death of Bai Shaohua, this Wufeng sword master, his temperament seemed to have been distorted and drastically changed. With a notoriety of laughing at fifty steps, today's Bai Junxi wears a mature and introverted appearance, but his temperament is extremely weird. He never cares about the world's views on things he is curious about, as if... as if he was Bai Shaohua back then!He doesn't want to provoke such a lunatic!

Under the deserted moonlight, the man in plain clothes slowly showed a weird and perverse smile, as if he had gathered all the ghosts and monsters from the evil spirits of heaven and earth!

"Wei Mingliu? Interesting, Wufeng Sword will come today to show the sharpness of the rumored Yixi Sword!" The Wufeng Sword Master chuckled, picked up the epee Wufeng again, and attacked Wei Mingliu in a flash!

Too late to hide!

Wei Mingliu gritted his teeth fiercely, and fiercely raised his sword with his right hand to block it!In the end, he tried his best to suppress the monstrous power of Wufeng Sword.

Wufeng Sword Master has become such an unruly person, so he doesn't care that Wei Mingliu is the murderer of Tang Zixuan. Even the people who were sent to pursue him before were all sent by the elders in the sect, and they can do whatever they want.But if someone aroused Wufengjian's curiosity, thinking about it...it would be very tragic.

"You can still hold back when you are injured..." Wufeng Sword Master smiled brightly: "I guess I don't bother to fight against me. Forget it, I will show my real talents and learning, so I can be regarded as respecting my opponent."

Wei Mingliu secretly groaned, wishing he could gulp down the person in front of him with something like Hedinghong.

"Swipe—" Each sword brought a mighty wind, like a tiger roaring and a dragon chanting.The intimidating power of the Wufeng Sword is astonishing, forcing Wei Mingliu to deal with it with 12 points of energy.

The opponent didn't have any moves to speak of, and it seemed quite random, but Wei Mingliu was very aggrieved - he had a powerful sword but had nowhere to use it, and he was almost exhausted just guarding against those unexpected sword moves.

Aggrieved, he provoked a few strands of anger that he usually suppressed.A icy stream of light flashed across his eyes, except for that person, Wei Mingliu, when had he been afraid or looked at anyone?

No edge sword?Even for the immortals in the realm of gods, Wei Mingliu has always... dismissed him!

Yixi's sword light flashed slightly, matched with Wei Mingliu's nimble movement, the sword body bent and deflected in a strange posture, stabbing obliquely at Wufeng Sword Master's back!

Almost, inevitable!

However, Wufeng Sword Master's coquettish and beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and Wufeng's epee released a cold light, and in a short moment, it emitted a majestic sword energy, which was easily pushed away with the momentum of Mount Tai. The tip of the sword overnight!

but……

Although it happened in just a few seconds, without the threat of a huge Wufeng sword, how can there be no reason why Wei Mingliu, as cunning as Wei Mingliu, would not withdraw?

With a flash of silver light, Yixi Sword quickly moved away from Wufeng Sword Master's field of vision.

"One Night Sword Master, Wei Mingliu...?"

Raising his eyebrows, Wufeng Sword Master showed a playful smile, and left the place without a sound.

There is wine in the inn.

Just last night, the news that Wei Ruowu, the sword master of Jiuyuan, found out that Tang Zixuan, the candidate for the Poison Sect's young master, was the spy of the Demon Realm had almost spread throughout the Central Plains.

"I heard that this matter, I really wronged the sword master of that night. It was Tang Zixuan who really communicated with the demon world!"

"I don't think so. Even if Tang Zixuan's evidence is convincing and true, the Second Young Master Wei is not necessarily innocent..."

"Yes, do you still remember that he stole the treasures of the various sects and town sects a year ago..."

Wei Mingliu had a headache.He ran all the way, and Bai Junxi chased him all the way. Now he can't run at all.Simply sit down generously and brake quietly.

At this moment, the inn suddenly became quiet.

The people who were eloquent and talking were also completely silent, followed by everyone's eyes and blinked in amazement, and looked towards the door of the inn——

The person who came had a black hat on his head and a plain dress on his body.However, there is a huge black iron epee tied on the back, which seems that this person has a strange origin, which makes people involuntarily be wary.

"That is……"

Shouhou, a regular guest of Youjiu Inn, lost his voice. Before he could say the key words, his mouth was tightly covered by the strong man beside him!

... The third sword in the Central Plains, Wufeng! ...

"Snapped--"

Wei Mingliu's face was expressionless, but the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably.Accidentally exerting too much force, the teacup in his hand suddenly shattered with a "snap".

However, one of the extremely small and sharp fragments shot out towards the plain-clothed man without anyone noticing!

But the plain-clothed man didn't dodge, walked straight towards Wei Mingliu, and let the shard full of true energy, sharp enough to cut through ordinary iron, knock down his black bamboo hat.

"hiss!!"

There was a gasp in unison in the silent inn.

The person in front of him has silver hair like satin, eyebrows and eyes like hooks, and his face is truly incomparable!For a moment, everyone held their breath, for fear of being an abrupt "beautiful woman".But the aura exuded by this person...

It's like the most evil in the world, but it doesn't care about people's eyes, and it doesn't shy away from morality and ethics.But it also has a chic and romantic attitude, which makes people yearn for but dare not approach.

"Change a cup for me." Wei Mingliu looked at the waiter who was a little dazed, and frowned, "Why, I'm afraid I don't have money to give you?"

"No, no, no..." Xiao Er quickly stepped forward to clean up the debris on the table, and hurriedly left between the two who made him feel so depressed.

The man in plain clothes took a seat at Wei Mingliu's table, looked at Wei Mingliu with a loud smile and said, "I've heard the name of Yixi sword for a long time, I'm Bai Junxi, I wonder if you remember it?"

When Bai Junxi opened his mouth, everyone was stunned.

Wei Mingliu?Overnight Sword Master Wei Mingliu!It turned out to be him!

...As it should be, Bai Junxi got a fierce look that wished to kill him with a palm.

A series of strange eyes moved back and forth to Wei and Bai - no wonder they thought too much, the atmosphere between these two people was really weird, it's not like they were enemies, but it would be too tense to say they were friends.Gradually, there was a continuous stream of sounds of eating melon seeds in the originally quiet inn.

Wei Mingliu raised his eyebrows, took the teacup handed over by the waiter again, slowly filled the cup, and began to sip lightly.

When he finished drinking quietly, Wei Mingliu clicked his tongue, and when he raised his eyes, he saw that Bai Junxi's coquettish eyes did not show any offended impatience or anger, but only interest.

Wei Mingliu frowned secretly, and then returned a very gentle and bright smile: "Jiuyang, Wufeng Sword Master. I'm Wei Mingliu. I don't know if you still remember, but I was the one who saved you at the hands of Bai Shaohua."

"Ming Liu said that, I'm afraid it's not fair." Bai Junxi smiled, and looked sideways at the bustling and noisy scene outside the window.Somehow, through Wei Mingliu, he always thought of Bai Shaohua who had left him for a long time.

Over the years, he has learned to have Bai Shaohua's temperament, and even his hair has gradually turned gray because of longing, but he still drinks poison to quench his thirst.

He felt that he was like a walking dead, and only the young man in front of him who was somewhat similar to Bai Shaohua could arouse his interest.

"Nowadays when gods come to the mainland to discuss romantic figures, two names will inevitably be mentioned—" Bai Junxi calmed down, looked back at Wei Mingliu who was staring at him calmly, and said: "Nine Yuan Sword Wei Ruowu, overnight Jianwei Mingliu. And the two of you once saved me together."

Wei Mingliu lightly basked in the sun, noncommittal.

"Therefore, Wufengjian longs to see the face of his benefactor day and night." Bai Junxi's tone changed, and his voice became a little low, hoarse and confusing.

It seems to be the same as another person's personality.

"Don't dare to do it." Wei Mingliu clasped his fists casually without showing any sincerity: "Yixi sword is wounded, if Wufeng Sword Master wants to learn from each other or have a fight today, he can't do it."

There was a burst of booing from the people around, all of them felt that Sword Master Yixi was cowardly.Wei Mingliu lazily raised his eyelids, and the surroundings became silent again.

"But..." Bai Junxi pretended to frown slightly: "It was just now that the battle was still undecided..."

Wei Mingliu knew that Bai Junxi wanted to test him, so he quickly cut him off, and looked at him with an arrogant and contemptuous attitude: "Brother Bai, since this place is a busy market, it is natural not to make trouble. There is a brothel next to it, Brother Bai, how dare you go there?" Let's have a test there?"

He thought that Bai Junxi's changes in the past few years were all disguised by Bai Shaohua.

Actually, not all.

It's not a disguise, but he imitates that person uncontrollably, as if in this way he can see that the person is still alive.

Even if it is drinking poison to quench thirst.

"That's it..." Bai Junxi's eyes flickered slightly: "Then, please, Second Young Master Wei, discuss with me the 'Three Theories' of Daoism."

Wei Mingliu tried his best to restrain the twitching of his face.What the hell, he often visits the brothel Chu Pavilion on weekdays because there are so many dragons and snakes in this kind of place to inquire about news.What is Bai Junxi's three theory?

Bai Junxi smiled slightly, as if he could see his confusion: "Three people discuss poetry, discuss tea, and discuss fine wine."

Wei Mingliu's veins twitched, and just as he was about to find an excuse to refuse, Bai Junxi had already blocked his words: "Please follow me."

The brothel in the north of the city is called Wenrou Township.

The Wenrou Township, which was so lively at night, is now quiet and deserted. On the stage in the main hall, there are the mainstay singers of Wenrou Township dancing, playing and singing, and there are only three people in the audience.There are ten altars of aged wine on the table.

"Wufeng Sword Master has such a great handwriting." Wei Mingliu sighed secretly: To put it bluntly, Ruanrouxiang is a gold-selling cave that eats people without spit out bones. This person really doesn't feel pain?

Bai Junxi raised his hand to bring up a jar of wine, and said, "You know the name of the wine, please, Second Young Master Wei."

Wei Mingliu became interested, took it with one hand, opened the wine seal and sniffed lightly - only to feel a faint fragrance mixed with a little bit of mellow sweetness rushing towards him.

"Why light blue and deep red? It's the best among flowers." Wei Mingliu couldn't help smacking his lips, and his heart moved slightly. If Wei Ruowu were here, he would definitely like it: "Chengdong Guoji's sweet-scented osmanthus brew? Only three altars will be sold...Brother Bai is so lucky!"

"Young Master Wei, why don't you try it." Bai Junxi curled his lips, and the wine was promoted from Wufeng Sword Master to Brother Bai with just one jar of wine?The more he felt that this person was very interesting, he also had the idea of ​​wanting to really get to know him.

……

Wei Mingliu recognized all the nine altars one after another, and tasted them one by one.At this time, Sword Master Yixi was not as shrewd as usual, his cheeks were reddish, his eyes were abnormally bright, he stared at the last jar of wine, and said: "Come again!"

Seeing that the two of them were drinking as easily as drinking water, the onlookers were completely stunned.

"Wait a minute." Bai Junxi suddenly pressed Wei Mingliu's hand, but found that the other's left hand was as thin as a stick, without any sensuality... Naturally let go of his hand, Bai Junxi pondered for a moment, and said: "This altar is not only about smelling the fragrance Name, but also to guess its value."

"You're doomed!" Wei Mingliu almost arbitrarily snatched the wine jar from Bai Junxi's hand, Kaifeng Qianwen.

……Huh? ...

Wei Mingliu collected himself, frowned and said, "Shochu...?"

Bai Junxi nodded, took out a container and poured two cups, and put one cup with Wei Mingliu.Seeing him sinking his head into thinking, he said understandingly: "If you can't recognize it, you can drink it first."

"Can't tell?" Wei Mingliu's eyes showed disdain, "There is only one thing in this world that makes it difficult to get me... I think about it, the value of this wine should be worthless or worthless."

"how you said that?"

Wei Mingliu raised his glass to pay tribute to Bai Junxi, and said: "Because this wine is brewed by Bai Junxi, the master of Wufeng Sword, so it is naturally worth a thousand dollars. But if Brother Bai can treat friends with wine, it cannot be measured by money, so it is worthless."

Bai Junxi laughed, "Okay!"

Wei Mingliu shook his head and said: "Everyone in the Central Plains knows that the Wufeng Sword was born in an extremely cold place. If it weren't for the smell of an extremely cold place remaining on the side of the wine jar, I would not dare to make such a gamble. I believe Brother Bai will accept it. It was a fluke for Wei Mingliu to win the game."

"It's hard to find a confidant, so Bai Junxi has never had the opportunity to share the wine he brews with others until today..." Bai Junxi looked at Wei Mingliu and said, "So, Mingliu regards me as a friend?"

Wei Mingliu was taken aback for a moment, then smiled lightly and said, "That's natural, Wufeng Sword Master is a friend, how lucky is Yixi Sword!"

Raising his hand to drain the wine in the glass, Wei Mingliu looked at Bai Junxi slightly drunk and said, "Next game?"