[Sword Three] Morning and evening

I don't know what Yun Suihe said, but Li Muxian finally got his master's order, and he can go down the mountain to roam the rivers and lakes.The two rode their horses and whipped their whips all the way, and finally arrived at the Hidden Sword Villa by the West Lake seven days before the famous sword competition started.

The south of the Yangtze River is the season when willows, green flowers and flowers are red. Qiantang has been prosperous since ancient times, with clouds and trees surrounding the embankment and sand, and lotus flowers for ten miles.

The hustle and bustle of the world can be seen, compared to the hustle and bustle of Chunyang Palace, but it also has a bit more meaning of Zimo Hongchen.When Li Muxian first arrived in the south of the Yangtze River, he only felt that there was scenery everywhere, but although the scenery was beautiful, his mind was not on it.

"Senior Brother, I heard that the Famous Sword Conference is held every ten years. All martial arts heroes from all over the world gather here to compete for the sword forged in the Hidden Sword Villa. We might as well give it a try."

"Brother, I watched a competition today. The Miaojiang Five Poisons can combine the art of Gu poison with martial arts, which is indeed an eye-opener."

"Senior brother, just now I wanted to compete with a Beggar Sect disciple, but he yelled at me, saying that Chunyang disciples are used to bullying others, what is the meaning of this?"

"Brother, do you know how to beat Bing Xin?"

Yun Suihe never expected that he had worked so hard to find an excuse to bring Li Muxian down the mountain, and it would turn out like this.But it is also understandable that the younger brother is eager to win, and it is understandable to see knights from other sects wanting to compete.

But when Li Muxian was standing upright in front of his room door, and asked solemnly "How did Jian Chun beat Bing Xin", Yun Suihe finally felt that he could no longer let him run around.

"I can't beat you, Junior Brother." He sighed, his tone heavy as if filled with lead.

Li Muxian frowned: "Can't fight?" The word "can't fight" didn't exist in his dictionary.

Yun Suihe would never be like those people, lightly saying "Wake up, Jianchun still wants to beat Bing Xin", although it is true, it is still a bit cruel.

He thought for a while, and said softly: "All things are born and restrained by each other, and so is martial arts. The attack range of Taixu Sword Intent is limited, and it is difficult to compete with Bing Xin Jue."

Li Muxian asked: "Surely you can't fight?"

"...It's not absolute. There are always top masters in the world, but they are only rare."

He nodded: "I see."

He was about to turn around and leave, but Yun Suihe stopped him: "Junior brother."

Li Muxian stopped: "What's wrong?"

Yun Suihe stepped forward: "The scenery in the south of the Yangtze River is especially beautiful, and the Tibetan Sword Villa is located on the bank of West Lake, which is even more beautiful. It's rare for the younger brother to go down the mountain. Do you still want to be obsessed with fighting each other?"

Li Muxian really wanted to answer: that's not it.

But Yun Suihe obviously knew what he was going to say, so he cut off his words first: "Just take it as a stroll with me, how about it? You can discuss as long as you want after you come back."

The conditions offered are very attractive.

Yun Suihe went further and said: "I can also discuss with my junior brother how to fight against Bing Xin."

Li Muxian nodded immediately: "Then let's go."

Hidden Sword Villa is naturally magnificent, just like the style of aristocratic family.The new willows in the village are swaying, and the ginkgo leaves are still green, casting mottled tree shadows on the bluestone brick floor. Looking at the West Lake, you can see beautiful mountains and beautiful waters.Because it was during the Famous Swords Conference, disciples from various sects and many knights of the Jianghu gathered here, so the village was very lively.

The two of them are both outstanding figures, walking side by side naturally attracted the attention of many people, and occasionally young women stepped forward to make acquaintances.Li Muxian was not good at communicating with women, so he simply kept his mouth shut and watched Yun Suihe deal with it coldly.

After coming and going, others can see that the pure Yang disciple in the blue and white Taoist robe is aloof and cold, while the other one is gentle and refined, which makes people feel close to him.

Therefore, a few bold women came forward to invite: "Is the Taoist chief also here to participate in the famous sword competition? Do you want to form a team together?"

Yun Suihe always smiled and refused: "Thank you for your kindness, girl, I already have teammates."

Li Muxian listened to his words from the side, and the coldness in his eyes eased a little, but he didn't notice the fluctuations in his emotions, he only felt that the senior brother was quiet without others.

When he was in Chunyang, those teachers and sisters also loved to surround Yun Suihe, asking this and that, and he answered them patiently.He has such a gentle temperament, he can tolerate the passion of admiring women, and he can also tolerate Li Muxian's arrogance.

When he thought of this, he felt inexplicably bored and didn't want to stay here any longer.

After those women left, Li Muxian said, "How long do you plan to hang around, Senior Brother?"

Yun Suihe looked over and caught the flash of hesitation in his eyes, he was slightly stunned for a moment, and then suddenly became enlightened, with some secret joy in his heart.

He approached: "Don't think too much, we—"

"Hey, isn't this Daoist Yun?"

A lazy voice came from not far away, Yun Suihe was startled suddenly when he heard the sound, his face changed slightly, and he said to him: "Let's go back quickly."

He didn't seem to want to talk to the owner of the voice.

Li Muxian turned his head, and saw a young gentleman in black clothes sitting in a pavilion by the lake, his black hair was like ink, one arm was resting on the railing, his clothes were lightly raised, his brows were full of coquettish spirit, faintly revealing Sparse and rebellious.

"Daozhang, don't come here without any harm." He said with a light smile, and waved to Yun Suihe.

Li Muxian looked up at him, and said in a cold voice, "He called you."

Yun Suihe suddenly felt helpless, sighed secretly, turned around and bowed to the man: "Mr. Wen."

"Before I invited you to participate in the Famous Sword Conference, you refused. I thought you didn't want to go. It turns out that there are already candidates for teammates, so no wonder you are avoiding me." Congratulations, "Sword tea set, I lost."

Li Muxian: "..."

The man stood up straight and walked in front of him, his expression became a bit more serious: "This Taoist priest, my Wanhua disciple Wen Lizhou, please tell me the name of the Taoist priest?"

"Huashan Chunyang, Li Muxian."

Wen Lizhou pondered and said: "Looking at Li Daochang's clothes, he must be Jianzong."

Can you tell which case it belongs to from the clothes?Li Muxian didn't know what the people in the world thought about the Chunyang Palace Double Mind Method, so he nodded.

Wen Lizhou was curious: "Are you from the same family?"

Yun Suihe said: "This is my junior brother."

He drew a long "Oh" and said meaningfully: "This is your junior brother."

There was obviously something hidden in these words, but Li Muxian didn't want to delve into it, he nodded slightly, and said to Yun Suihe: "Talk slowly, I'm going to find someone to discuss."

Then he turned around and walked away quickly before Yun Suihe could call him.Wen Lizhou shook his head and clicked his tongue twice: "Didn't you express your heart to your junior brother?"

Yun Suihe pursed his lips lightly: "It's not yet time."

"Ah, depending on your junior brother's temperament, even if you make it clear, he probably won't be able to accept it, right?"

He didn't speak, but his eyes were a little dim.

Seeing that he was silent, Wen Lizhou stopped asking, and started another topic: "Are you going to take him to play Er Er?"

Yun Suihe stared at Li Muxian's retreating back, without looking at him, and asked instead: "What?"

Wen Lizhou had a serious expression on his face: "Sword Qi is not easy to strike, it can easily hurt feelings."

Yun Suihe snorted lightly, the soft-talking appearance with others just now had long since disappeared, he leaned against the lacquered pillar of the pavilion with his sword in his arms, the leaves divided the sunlight into countless small light spots, the broken light and shadow set off his His eyebrows became deeper and deeper.

He curled his lips and said, "We won't."

Wen Lizhou sneered: "So proud? You haven't played in a team before, have you?"

"so what?"

"Oh? So what?" Wen Lizhou spread his hands noncommittally, and repeated in his tone, "Forgive me to be blunt, none of the sword qi I've seen has been hit to the end. Your mountains and rivers come to my sword, and your way Come to me for nine turns, isn't this an enemy?"

Yun Suihe looked at him: "What exactly do you want to say?"

Wen Lizhou showed a sly smile, leaned forward and said: "Two-two is so boring, why don't we play three-three. Sword spirit flower, so sentimental."

Yun Suihe squinted at him and said, "Wouldn't you be an enemy if you have one more?"

Wen Lizhou said righteously: "That's different, I can still take the blame for cutting off the scriptures."

"...You are still so active in taking the blame?"

"What do you know? It's not easy to find a team that is willing to leave the classics. The Famous Sword Conference is held every ten years. I want to participate too."

Yun Suihe tilted his head and squinted his eyes: "It's not impossible, anyway, we are here just to see the world, and the ranking is not important, but since it is a sword energy flower..."

He didn't finish his sentence, and only left a blank space for Wen Lizhou to answer it himself, and the latter really understood: "Understood, why don't you keep the clear water for you?"

When Yun Suihe said that Wen Lizhou was going to form a team with them to play Sansan, Li Muxian had just returned from a match with several knights.

There was a little sweat on his forehead, and his body was a little tired, but he was very happy to fly the flag, his eyes were full of flying spirits, and his cool and handsome face became more and more active.

Li Muxian took a breath, and the inexplicable gloom from Wen Lizhou's conversation with him just now came back, and said in a deep voice, "Sword Qi Flower?"

"Three-person battles may accumulate more experience, and the rewards they get will naturally be more than two-person teams."

He clenched the sword in his hand, lowered his eyes and said, "You can do whatever you want."

Yun Suihe looked at him holding his breath, and said in a soft voice: "Wen Lizhou and I met in Chang'an Teahouse. He is a bit frivolous, and he is quite famous in the Jianghu. But I also He is just a relative and friend, there is no other relationship."

The irritability in Li Muxian's heart dissipated a bit, but he still turned his face away, and said coldly: "Did I ask you, tell me what to do."

Yun Suihe smiled and said: "No, it's nothing, I want to tell you myself."

"boring."

He walks away.