The moon is bright and the wind is clear

When Sikong Lang was about to turn around and walk to the Julai Inn, suddenly a gust of cold wind blew by, causing his hair to be scattered, and a few strands still fell down.He half-closed his eyes, casually brushed back the fallen strands of hair, and continued to walk back.

Just at this moment, an extremely fast figure flashed above Sikong Lang's head.The man's movements were swift and fierce, and he swept forward as fast as lightning, so that Sikong Lang only saw a phantom flying over him.

Sikong Lang immediately raised his vigilance, and his body also used all his strength to be ready to deal with this person's attack at any time.He thought to himself that this person came to the vicinity of Julai Inn so late alone, and his martial arts are so unpredictable, could it be... this person is from the Qingyuan sect?Could it be that their plans and whereabouts have already been revealed... If this is the case, it would be a bad idea.

I saw that person stopped under a tree not far away, but he only turned his back to Sikong Lang, leaving behind a figure in a long gray robe.

Looking at his figure, he is a man...

Sikong Lang thought about asking whether the person who came was an enemy or a friend first, and then said: "Excuse me, Your Excellency, it's so late, what can I teach you when you come here?"

"Why, is it possible that only people from your four sects can come to this place?" The man's voice was cold and arrogant.

Sikong Lang secretly thought something was wrong, could it be that he is really a member of Qingyuan Sect?How did this man know that the four sects gathered here.Then he continued: "Since your Excellency knows that people from the four sects are here, please name them."

The man suddenly snorted coldly, and said in a serious tone: "Huh... ignorant junior... just you, a junior, dare to ask me to sign up, hehe..."

Sikong Lang's heart sank, guessing what the man said just now, could it be that this man is an elder or guardian of the Qingyuan sect?If this is the case, I am afraid that the plan of the four sects will fall short, and I don't know if I can escape smoothly tonight.

"Then senior, this junior has offended me this time. Senior refused to reveal his name, and he came to this place so late tonight. He must have been sent for my four sects, right? Junior dared to ask, senior...could it be Qing Yuan?" The elders of the church?"

The man laughed in a cold and leisurely voice: "Hahaha... Qingyuan Sect? Those people... I'm afraid they have to call me grandpa too, hehehe..." Immediately, the man chuckled.

That laughter was charming and serious, like a yaksha asking for his life, it made Sikong Lang feel terrified.

Sikong Lang straightened his mind, and said again: "Senior, who are you, and what is your purpose in coming here..."

The man gave another strange chuckle like a silver bell, and said with his back to Sikong Lang: "If you want to know who I am... then it depends on whether you can catch me... Haha" After finishing speaking, he was like Like a ghost, it flew lightly into the woods ahead.

Seeing that light and extremely fast movement, Sikong Lang felt awe-inspiring. If this person is really an enemy or not a friend, he might be really difficult to deal with... Thinking about it this way, he should immediately use his luck and light kung fu to keep up with him. the man.

Sikong Lang frantically followed all the way, using his energy and lightness to follow behind him, but he was still a foot away from the man in front.I saw the man in front of him pointing his toes on the branches and leaves from time to time, his movements were unpredictable, agile and strange, he led Sikong Lang all the way through the forest.

Sikong Lang who was behind heard the man say again: "Oh, you junior, you can't do light work... Your father was not like you back then."

Sikong Lang was stunned for a moment, not knowing what the other party meant, he just picked up his energy and chased forward more quickly.After a while, the man finally stopped in an open space, and Sikong Lang followed him to a stop.

Sikong Lang also used up some energy to walk this way, and he was panting heavily when he stopped, while the man in front of him seemed to have not flown for a few miles, standing steadily in front of him. .

Sikong Lang only heard what he said just now, so he hurriedly asked him: "Senior, what did you mean by that just now? You just said my father..."

The man in gray smiled again and turned around.

Sikong Lang saw the gray robe man standing in front of him with fluttering sleeves.But when he saw his face, he didn't see his face, but only saw a copper ghost mask.There were fangs embedded in that mask, and the blood-stained lines on it were clearly visible, which looked very frightening in the dark night.

When Sikong Lang saw the mask, his heart shuddered, and he suddenly remembered the mysterious man wearing the fang mask in the nightmare that had plagued him for many years, and his palms were sweating.Thinking of what he said just now, my heart surged like a tide.

Could it be that he has something to do with my father?

Seeing Sikong Lang, the gray-clothed man didn't look very good-looking, and said with a smile: "Why, are you scared like this?"

Sikong Lang stood there without answering, just staring at him.

"Heh...the clean eyes look quite like him back then." The man in gray approached Sikong Lang, stopped a few steps away from him, and said, "Let me take a look, your martial arts Is the foundation as good as his back then?" After speaking, luck immediately seized the wind and attacked Sikong Lang.

When Sikong Lang saw the sharp palm wind, he also reacted very quickly and dodged sideways, using his body shape to use his true energy to dissipate all the force of that palm.

"Boy, your internal strength is pretty good, give me another move!" After finishing speaking, the gray-clothed man swiftly moved out his palms like arrows, and the force of the palms was so fierce that the leaves behind him also fell down.Sikong Lang saw that the power of these palms was as menacing as a rainbow piercing the sun, he directly mobilized his whole body's internal strength, used Xuanzong's sword art, and used his palm strength to catch his move.

Although Xuanzong's sword art is based on heart art, without the blessing of weapons, its own power will be greatly reduced.

When Sikong Lang met the palms of the gray-clothed man, he felt a strong force in the other's palm that bounced back his internal energy.

After a stalemate for a while, Sikong Lang's internal strength was empty and unstable, and the strength in the palm of the gray-clothed man increased a bit, Sikong Lang's footsteps flickered, and he was shocked back several steps.

Sikong Lang penetrated his internal energy throughout his whole body, so that he could barely stabilize his body and prevent his whole body from falling to the ground.Even so, Sikong Lang exhausted his strength, and there were tiny beads of sweat on his forehead.

Seeing Sikong Lang like this, the mysterious man chuckled again, "Hee hee... You, a junior, can barely catch my palm without getting hurt. Your internal strength is not bad, but it's a pity that you have become such a troublesome child." Disciples of the sect, you learn their kung fu, hehe...it’s really a waste." At the end, he brushed his slightly curly hair on his forehead and continued: "If Sikong Mingjing knows that you have become a member of the Xuanzong sect Big disciple, I don't know what the reaction will be hahahaha..."

Sikong Lang was shocked when he heard the mysterious man's words, "You... how do you know my father's name? You... who are you!"

"Hahaha... who am I? Could it be that Sikong Mingjing never mentioned this sworn brother to you before?" At this moment, the gray-clothed man's eyes became strange and playful, and he stared at Sikong Lang with great interest and asked.

Sikong Lang was obviously very shocked when he heard this, "What did you say? You are my father's sworn brother? This... this is impossible!"

The gray-clothed man said again: "Why, you junior, don't you still believe me? Hee hee... However, this is also human nature. Come to think of it, when you were born, Sikong Mingjing had already withdrawn from the world for many years. It's understandable that you don't know what happened to him before... Hehe."

Sikong Lang pondered for a moment, then raised his head and looked straight into the gray-clothed man's eyes, "Since you said that you are my father's best friend, what can you prove? Also, you haven't answered yet. My question is, who are you, and why do you know that I am Sikong Lang? How do you know my whereabouts, and what is the purpose of coming to this Julai Inn?"

The man in gray moved his steps, walked lightly and leisurely, and said in an extremely charming voice: "You junior, you have asked me so many questions, which one should I answer first... ah... Your inquisitive character is simply the Sikong Mingjing back then..." He laughed again as he spoke, and didn't stop until he got close to Sikong Lang.

The gray-clothed man played with the curly black hair by his ear vaguely with his fingers, and said to Sikong, "I, like your father, was also one of Qingyuan's disciples, Xiao Xiao."

"What, Master Qingyuan's disciple? You said...you and my father are disciples of Master Qingyuan!" Sikong Lang opened his eyes wide in disbelief. "Hehe... There will be falsehoods. Your father was the old man's favorite disciple Qingyuan back then. We, his sworn brothers, can't match him..."

"This...that's impossible, Master Qingyuan...isn't this the patriarch of the leader of the Qingyuan Sect? How could my father be the disciple of Master Qingyuan!" Sikong Lang couldn't help trembling slightly. "Hmph... boy, don't embarrass your father. Your father, he, has worked so hard to get Master Qingyuan to accept him as a disciple... Master Qingyuan is a generation of martial arts masters. After arriving in Huajing, there are very few people in the Jianghu who can get his true inheritance. It's just that the old man stopped accepting disciples and went to travel around. How can his cultivation base and state be compared with those of the four major sects of Lao Shizi today? What kind of elders can be compared to the head of the sect? You, a junior, really don’t know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth. Sikong Lang, with your foundation in martial arts, it would be better if you could get a little bit of your father’s true biography. You stay in Xuanzong’s sect, do nothing Genshan's big disciple, tsk tsk tsk...but it's really a waste." The man in Tsing Yi said, sighed and shook his head.

Sikong Lang glared angrily, and said: "Anyway, it has something to do with that devil of Qingyuan Sect. My father has always hated demons and heretics the most. How could he become a fellow student of that devil of Qingyuan Sect?"

The man in gray snorted coldly, "Hmph... Qingyuan Sect, it's just that after Mo Yuqiu betrayed his fellowship, he set up another sect for himself." When the man said this, his eyes suddenly became cold Extreme, and cast an indescribably complicated color.

Sikong Lang immediately asked: "What's going on?"

The man in gray turned around, and his voice became a little dry and hoarse: "The name of Qingyuan Sect is just that the devil borrowed the name of the master. He euphemistically called respecting the teacher and respecting the way, not forgetting the ancestors, Hehehe... In fact, that person is just a big hypocrite... Hmph, of all the things he has done in the past few years since he founded the Qingyuan Sect, is there any one that will not be killed by people in the Jianghu. Once upon a time , he is the most bloodthirsty one among the masters, hehe... Killing people is just a blink of an eye for him. I am not surprised at all what he has done in the Jianghu these years. On the contrary He should be more ruthless, this way... just like his personality..." At the end, there seemed to be a trace of gnashing of teeth.

Sikong Lang stood quietly on the spot, and heard the man in gray say: "Mo Yuqiu has always been a cruel, cold-blooded and heartless person. Back then, the five of us were married to Jinlan and had a strong relationship, but he...he... Abandoning friendship for a woman! Just because of that damned woman, the five of us fell apart in the end!" At the end, he said every word, and his tone was as cold as a blade. "Reverend Qingyuan... Qingyuan Sect... Mo Yuqiu... Yijie Jinlan, you... are you..." Sikong Lang looked at the ground and murmured. trembling slightly.

The man in gray turned around, put away the cold and bloodthirsty tone just now, and said: "In those days, in the rivers and lakes, gold, wood, water, fire, earth, and heaven moved in five unique ways, Sikong Mingjing, Mo Yuqiu, Nie Rufeng, a wonderful monk without willows, Xiao Xiao."

"What are you talking about? The Five Wonders of Heaven! You're talking about... 20 years ago, the famous chivalrous man with the Five Wonders of Heaven?!"

"You're not a bad junior. You've heard the names of the five of us back then." The man in gray covered his mouth and laughed again.

Sikong Lang could no longer suppress the shock in his heart, "Twenty years ago, he became famous in the Jianghu. He was known as Jinmu, Water, Fire, and Earth. He is a master of martial arts. As a disciple of the Xuanzong sect, how could I?" Don’t know? However, although no one of the five masters has ever known their surnames, but you say that my father, you, and the leader of the Qingyuan Sect are all members of the Five Absolutes of Heaven, can you provide evidence?”

When the gray-clothed man heard this, he seemed to have heard the funniest joke, and said to Sikong in a weird tone: "Hahahaha...you actually asked me to produce evidence, huh...there is no one in the world. How many people have the guts to dare to claim that they are the five wonders of heaven? Hahaha..."

Sikong Lang was not affected by the weird laughter at all, he still said: "Huh...you say you are a genius, so I have to believe you? Why?" At the end of the speech, he sternly said.

"Why? Even if you don't know me, your father should have let you meet Miao Seng Wuliu and Nie Rufeng when you were young... Hee hee... Back then, your father and those two had the best relationship It's gone." The man in gray carefully observed the expression in Sikong Lang's eyes, and said slowly and jokingly.

Nie Rufeng...Wonderful Monk Wuliu...These two names made some vague memories suddenly flash in Sikong Lang's mind.These memories are like an incomplete chain. As the memory becomes clearer, the chains that were dropped before are re-strung back.

In my memory, there seems to be such a gentle and jade-like man who touched his head and said: "This is Lang'er, it looks like a good material for martial arts... Haha, Ming Jing, you have a successor.

"Isn't it? Not only do you have successors in martial arts, but in terms of appearance, you are even better than your father. When you grow up, you will definitely be fascinated by those famous ladies in the Jianghu. Sikong Mingjing, you It's really harmful...haha."

At that time, I only remembered my father's gentle face, smiling slightly and saying to him: "Lang'er, see your Uncle Nie and Uncle Miaoseng soon."

Sikong Lang pulled back Piaoyuan's thoughts...

That's right, under the big tree in the courtyard of their own house, two people in one black and one white Chinese attire with cracked eyes, dying with regret!

Could it really be... Sikong Lang finally realized something, suddenly seemed to be unsteady, and staggered backward twice.

"Uncle Nie, Uncle Miaoseng..." Sikong Lang read softly, his thoughts at this moment were really a mess, as if he couldn't figure it out.

Seeing Sikong Lang's shock at this time, the man in gray grinned even more calmly, and said, "What? Did you finally remember something?"

Sikong Lang withdrew his complicated look, and took a long breath, "When I was young, I did have two uncles named Nie and Miaoseng, but that doesn't mean that they and my father are the best in the world."

"Hey... What a stick, hehehe..." The man smiled again, against the backdrop of the moonlit night, the mask and voice had an indescribably weird and coquettish charm.

"Then... what about this." After finishing speaking, a small object appeared in the gray-clothed man's hand.Sikong Lang took a closer look and saw that it was a piece of black jade.

"Why are you showing me this?"

"Look again, what is inlaid on this jade?" The man in gray took a few steps forward so that Sikong Lang could see more clearly.

It was a piece of black jade, crystal clear, warm and quiet, and it still faintly radiated a little light under the moonlight.The most peculiar thing is that a three-legged crow is inlaid on it, and the workmanship is lifelike and extremely exquisite.

"The divine beast three-legged crow." Sikong said.

"That's right, this is the three-legged crow, one of the divine beasts. At that time, we five people of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth each had a jade pendant inlaid with a divine beast. These five pieces of jade have absorbed the essence of heaven and earth, and the aura of all things is ours. The five of them got it by accident when they were performing missions in the Western Regions. These five pieces of jade are rare treasures in the world. If they are often carried around, they will enhance their aura and understanding. , I don’t know how many heroes want to get it...''

As soon as Sikong Langjing said it, he suddenly thought of something.But the man continued to say: "These five pieces of jade are our personal belongings, hehe..." After a pause, he played with the hair next to his ear, walked around Sikong Lang's back slowly and said: "The five wonders of the sky, the five jades of the gods and beasts, are... the black jade three-legged crow, the jasper black bird, the sapphire baize, the red jade pixiu, and the white jade... kylin." The man in gray finally said, looking back at Sikong Lang , deliberately prolonging the ending.