Sword Roaring in the Sky

Chapter 15 Someone Wants to Kill to Silence

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Zhang Qingxi grabbed the new Taoist robe and put it on hastily. He was about to chase after him, but a cool breeze blew through his crotch, making his lower body feel slightly refreshed. He felt something was amiss.

Sun Yanwan was not so flustered. He first dried his body with his old clothes, and calmly changed into his new Taoist robe and new shoes and socks. However, the tailoring skills in this world were average, and the new clothes and shoes were not very comfortable.

Sun Yanwan thought to herself, "What can I do? This world's craftsmen are only at this level."

He said to Zhang Qingxi, "Big Brother, dry yourself first and change your clothes, then we'll go after that rapist."

Zhang Qingxi came back to his senses at this moment, chuckled, and said, "How can there be such a thing as a female rapist in this world?"

Sun Yanwan thought to himself, "Big Brother, this guy has never seen a bad girl, nor has he seen a female sea king."

He was not in a position to explain, so he said, "I'll go chase him first."

This woman in the red dress almost shot him through time twice with one arrow, so how could she let her go so easily?

At least a beating!
He used his Qinggong skills to catch up with him. Not long after, he heard the sound of wind behind him. Zhang Qingxi had changed his clothes and was catching up with him with his sleeves fluttering.

This was the first time Sun Yanwan saw his senior brother perform Qinggong. He saw a young Taoist priest with sharp eyebrows and jade eyes, who was unrestrained and free-spirited. He was graceful and calm, like riding the wind. He was the last one to arrive but the first one to arrive. His Qinggong was many times better than his own.

Sun Yanwan couldn't help but ask, "Big Brother, what kind of Qinggong is this?"

Zhang Qingxi smiled slightly and replied, "This is the Wind Riding Technique, one of the thirteen unique skills of our Songyang Sect!"

"Our Feng Zushi practiced this technique and could ride the wind straight up, floating in the air for dozens of breaths. Our master could also soar into the air and change his body movements thirteen times in the air. I'm not that good at it, so I can only treat it as an ordinary Qinggong and can't perform any special tricks."

Sun Yanwan was filled with envy when she heard this and asked, "When I first met Master, he was meditating suspended in mid-air above the water. He must have been performing this Wind Riding Technique, right?"

Zhang Qingxi smiled and said, "That's exactly the unique skill."

The two brothers chased for several miles, only to see a feather arrow stuck on a big tree, with a piece of mulberry paper hanging on the feather arrow, and there seemed to be words on the mulberry paper.

Sun Yanwan was about to take it when he was stopped by the eldest brother. Zhang Qingxi whispered, "Junior brother, if you encounter such a situation in the future, you must never reach out to take it, or you will be poisoned and assassinated."

Sun Yanwan accepted the instruction with awe. He broke off a nearby branch and picked up the arrow. There, he saw a few lines of words written on the mulberry paper: "Wu Qingying was reckless that day and accidentally shot the young Taoist priest with an arrow. I have come to the temple to apologize."

"I didn't mean to..."

"I hope the two young Taoist priests will not blame me."

The last two sentences were written in messy handwriting, clearly indicating that the person who left the note was not at peace. The two brothers were delayed for a while in getting dressed, and had long lost sight of the woman in the red dress. Seeing the letter now, Sun Yanwan, though still feeling gloomy, could only say, "She left quickly."

Zhang Qingxi smiled and advised, "It's just a misunderstanding. Junior brother, don't take it personally."

Sun Yanwan said angrily, "I almost died, how can I let it go?"

Zhang Qingxi laughed again, thinking that his second junior apprentice brother was indeed interesting.

The woman in the red dress looked back, feeling mixed emotions and strange feelings. She was really afraid that the two little Taoist priests would catch up with her and she didn't know how to face them.
That day, she had shot an arrow, originally intending to hit the leader, but Sun Yanwan was so quick that he chopped off his head. The arrow had gone straight for him! She was worried that the group would chase her, so she retreated in advance. Who would have thought that Sun Yanwan would be so fierce and ferocious that he would actually kill the group of pursuers in pieces?
This time she wanted to go to their house to apologize, but she happened to be a peeper and saw the two little Taoist priests taking a bath. She was also called a lewd thief. At this time, whether she opened her eyes or closed them, all she saw were the two little Taoist priests' white and naked bodies. She was so embarrassed that her whole body turned red.

"Unfortunately, I have something urgent to attend to, and the young lady is waiting for me to get help. I can't delay any longer, otherwise I will definitely come to apologize again."

Wu Qingying returned to Taiyi Temple from the back mountain and saw the seven fine horses brought back by Sun Yanwan. Thinking that it was important to hurry on her way, she knew that this was not a good move, so she still took one of the horses, jumped on the horse, and hurried away.

When Sun Yanwan and Zhang Qingxi returned, they were furious to see that one of the horses was missing. However, he had taken the horses with him, so even if there was a loss, it wouldn't be a serious loss. He simply said to his eldest brother, "Next time I encounter a female rapist, don't stop me from beating her."

The two brothers were busy and felt hungry. Sun Yanwan kneaded the dough and made a pot of hand-rolled noodles. He used the newly bought mushrooms and fresh vegetables to make a stew. Zhang Qingxi ate it with great praise and said, "Second brother, if not, you will be the one to cook in our temple from now on. The food that Master cooks is not very tasty."

Sun Yanwan was shocked. He didn't want to take on more work, so he quickly said, "Master, you've done us a great favor by cooking for us. How can I take it away from you? This is absolutely unacceptable."

Zhang Qingxi was just about to offer some advice, saying that there really was no need for such conventional etiquette between a master and a disciple, when he heard a commotion outside the temple. It seemed as if quite a few people had entered. His expression was slightly stern, and he whispered, "Second Junior Brother, go get two weapons."

Sun Yanwan also heard the noise and hurried to his room to get his weapon.

Songyang is a sword sect, so naturally they are proficient in swordsmanship, but there is no long sword in Taiyi Temple.

Of the seven weapons he seized, five were single-edged swords of various colors, as well as a steel fork and a flower spear. The weapons chosen by gang members were mainly for convenience. Long swords were extremely difficult to master, and advanced swordsmanship was rarely circulated, so there were no long swords.

Sun Yanwan took out a long sword, hesitated slightly, then took out the Demon-Slaying Sword, and came back to find Zhang Qingxi, but saw that the senior brother had already confronted someone. There were seven or eight people lying at his feet, none of them moving, and he didn't know whether they were dead or not.

Zhang Qingxi was very relaxed and seemed not to care about these people. He was still elegant and gentle. Seeing him coming, he smiled and said, "Second Junior Brother, it just so happens that so many enemies have come to the temple. Let me show you a set of our sword techniques."

These people sneaked into Taiyi Temple in the middle of the night. It was obvious that they wanted to kill people to silence them. When Zhang Qingxi was learning martial arts in Songyang School, he had a reputation for hating evil and had a very fierce temper. He had long wanted to kill all these people.

The people who broke into Taiyi Temple should be the same group as the gang members during the day. Sun Yanwan even saw a few familiar faces. They were all the people who escaped during the day, but their number was two or three times more. Seven or eight of them were knocked down by Zhang Qingxi, and there were still forty or fifty people. Everyone had blood on their bodies. Half of them held torches, illuminating the temple like day.

A big man with a blue face, holding a long sword with a sheath in his hand, stood in the middle like a moon surrounded by stars, looking around with disdain and majesty.

Zhang Qingxi knocked down seven or eight of his men with a single move. Although he was young, his martial arts skills were truly extraordinary. The green-faced man secretly exclaimed, "This is terrible! I actually ran into a disciple from a famous family!"

"The woman from the Sima family who reported the news must have been rescued by them, and they will definitely not hand her over. If we kill them, I'm afraid it will cause a lot of trouble. But if we don't kill them, if this news leaks out, we will all die."

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