Moonlight and wind

"We received a letter from Sect Leader Yun today," the three hall masters were sitting and drinking tea and discussing matters in the Xue Ji Hall. "The Yun Yin Sword Sect's treasure, the Bi Yun Yao Qin, was nearly stolen." The second hall leader Shan Tianao took a sip of tea and said, "Fortunately, the defense was in place and the thieves didn't succeed. Sect Leader Yun has already sent letters to all the major sects. Everyone should be on guard." Shan Tianxiang nodded.

"Master Yun also mentioned in the letter that the thief's movements seem to have traces of the martial arts of our four major sects, so let's investigate each of them."

"Zi Yu!" Shan Tianxiang shouted to the outside. Zi Yu immediately ran into Xue Ji Hall and stood with his hands hanging down. "Tell all the disciples to take good care of the dragon scale jade pendants they carry with them and not lose them!" "Yes, Master." Zi Yu left Xue Ji Hall after saying that.

"Brother, is our sect's treasure, the Dragon Scale Jade Pendant, so safe?" asked the Third Hall Master Shan Tianxiao.

"The more dangerous the place, the safer it is!" Who would have thought that the exquisite tower in Xueying Hall where the sect's treasure was stored was actually empty!

Every disciple of the Snow Shadow Hall has an identical dragon scale jade pendant, which is also a symbol of their identity.

"Send more disciples to guard Linglong Tower." The second hall master said, "Make the illusion more real!" The three brothers nodded.

Shan Zimo and his party came to the martial arts platform, which was a stone platform suspended in the valley. Four huge stone pillars were deeply inserted into the cliff wall. Four thick chains fixed the stone platform above the valley. A narrow suspension bridge that only one person could pass through connected the stone platform. When the wind blew, the suspension bridge made a creaking sound.

Shan Zimo stood on the edge of the cliff and leaned over to look down, "How deep is it?" "Young Master, it's not very deep, only about five hundred feet!" Shan Boyu said indifferently.

"If I fall down, I will go straight to the King of Hell!" Shan Zimo took a few steps back. "Young Master, please!" Ziqi behind him urged Shan Zimo to go up to the martial arts stage.

The swaying suspension bridge had cables that were only two fingers thick. Dan Zimo held on to the cables and moved towards the stone platform tremblingly. After he finally reached the platform, he breathed a sigh of relief.

He turned around and called for the others to come up. Three female disciples jumped up, tapped the rope with their toes, flipped in the air, and stood steadily behind Shan Zimo.

"I worry too much." Shan Zimo felt bored and came to the middle of the stone platform.

"Sisters, what are we going to do next?" Shan Zimo looked at the female disciples expectantly. "Young Master, be careful!" After saying that, the three female disciples drew out the Lengyue Ningshuang Knife from behind and got ready.

"Shan Boyu! Bring the knife!" Ziqi shouted to Shan Boyu who was standing on the stone platform watching the show.

Shan Boyu immediately ran forward and pulled out a big sword engraved with a swimming dragon pattern from his back. The whole blade was shiny, and the swimming dragon was mighty and vivid, with its dragon scales shining brightly against the white snow.

Shan Boyu held the sword in front of Shan Zimo with both hands, "Young Master, your sword!"

Shan Zimo stretched out his hand and grasped the three-foot-six-inch sword. Although it was a bit heavy, Shan Zimo felt that it felt very good. He unconsciously turned the sword in his hand. The sword seemed to have magnetism and stuck tightly in Shan Zimo's hand.

"At least it's not as bad as imagined. This Frost and Snow Dragon Chant Blade still remembers you, young master!" Shan Boyu shouted from the side.

"The first move of the Snow Falling Sword Technique," Zi Qi stretched out his sword and stood still, "Snow is flying all over the sky!" After saying that, Zi Qi disappeared in front of his eyes, and snowflakes seemed to be falling all over his body. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be the light of Zi Qi's sword. This was exactly the move that Zi Yu and He Lingxiao used to practice last night.

Shan Zimo held the knife with both hands, protecting it in front of him, at a loss. Before he could react, Ziqi hit him in the back, shoulders, chest and other places with the knife handle!

Suddenly, Ziqi appeared in front of Shan Zimo again, "Young Master, I'm sorry for the offense!" "It doesn't matter." Shan Zimo said while stroking his chest that was hit.

"The second move of the Snowfall Sword Technique," Zi Yan on the side raised her sword and pointed it at the young master, "Snow avalanche without a trace!" The blade of Zi Yan's Leng Yue Ning Shuang Sword quickly froze.

Before Shan Zimo could react, Zi Yan was already close to him. The Longyin Sword in Shan Zimo's hand was also frozen. Zi Yan's sword was against the Longyin Sword. With a shake of her wrist, the ice on the sword was shattered. Then a powerful force pushed Shan Zimo back five or six meters!

Seeing the young master fall to the ground, Shan Boyu immediately went to help him up. Shan Zimo was about to stand up and curse, "I'm sorry, young master!" The beautiful Zi Yan made him unable to open his mouth again.

"The third move of the Snow Falling Sword Technique," the third disciple Zi Yue held the sword horizontally in front of him, "Seal the sky and the earth with snow!" This time Shan Zimo was well prepared. He pushed Shan Boyu in front of him and hid behind him.

Ziyue drew a circle with his knife, forming a frost barrier in front of him. Seeing that Ziyue had no intention of attacking, Shan Zimo walked out from behind him and touched the frost barrier, "Hey, it's really solid!" Ziyue put away his knife and stood still, and the barrier disappeared. "Wow, a frost mage!" Shan Zimo laughed inwardly.

"The fourth move of the Snowfall Sword Technique," Shan Zimo quickly stopped his eldest disciple Zi Yan from practicing.

"Good sisters, how about you teach me one by one? I can't learn so many moves in one day!" After hearing this, Zi Yan collected her true energy and nodded, thinking that what the young master said made sense. "Then let's start with the first move!"

Ziyun had not yet recovered from the pain of being beaten with a stick yesterday. He saw a little head swaying around outside the door of Xueji Palace, looking at him and smiling.

Ziyun quickly turned his back and didn't look at her. Shan Zijing slid along the wall behind Ziyun and pulled his plain silk robe, "Let's go?" "Where to go?" Ziyun pulled back his robe.

"Yesterday we agreed to go buy candied haws again!" "Who said that to you? You can go find him, I didn't say anything!" Ziyun touched his butt which was still aching and refused to make any argument.

"Let your brother Zijun take you there, he can run fast!" "No, if dad can't see him for a moment, he will go looking for him, we will be exposed!" The two of them conspired quietly at the foot of the wall, and didn't notice that there was someone behind them.

"What are you whispering about!" The man jumped out from behind and scared them. "Brother Lingxiao, you scared me to death!" Because the waiter accompanying He Lingxiao went to work for the owner of Longxiang Mountain Villa, He Lingxiao waited in Xueying Hall for the time being. Shan Zimo was sick and had no one to accompany him. When he was bored, he found the two people whispering.

Seeing He Lingxiao, Shan Zijing's eyes rolled, "Brother Lingxiao, let's go down the mountain and play!" "Your father will beat you!" "My father never beats me! Let's go, if it's any later, there will be no more candied haws!" It can be seen that Shan Zijing is really anxious.

Unable to persuade Shan Zijing, He Lingxiao had to quietly take her down the mountain. Ziyun was very conflicted. If he followed, he was afraid of being beaten. If he didn't follow, if something happened to the two young masters, it would not be a matter of being beaten. So he gritted his teeth and followed.

The town was bustling with people, so lively! From a distance, Dan Zijing saw a vendor selling candied haws, and the three of them ran over. Looking at the haystacks filled with candied haws, Dan Zijing's mouth was watering.

Just as I picked up a string of candied haws and was about to put it in my mouth, I felt myself rising up, higher and higher, until I saw a big dark face.

"What a narrow road for enemies to meet!" The man clenched his teeth, a mouth full of sesame seeds, and looked at Shan Zijing viciously!