Chapter 14 Twelfth Taoyuan Cave in Banzhuzhili

From Shaoxing to Linhai, from Shanzhong, through Tianmu, through Guanling, and across Chicheng, it is an ancient post road.Green mountains and rivers, long pavilions and short pavilions, since ancient times, I don’t know how many poets and poets have passed on this post road, and how many sad songs have been scattered, and now only the mountains are full of flowers. Blooming and falling, falling and blooming . Ye Qingchen and Shen Xuan bid farewell by the Shan River at the foot of Tiantai Mountain.Ye Qingchen saw that his complexion was still good these days, so he was a little relieved.When parting, Shen Xuan took out the piano and said that he would play another song for his elder brother.He has practiced the five "Yin Xia Yin of Wuhu Lake" proficiently.When Ye Qingchen heard this unique tune, his heart felt empty.He knew that this was about the last time he heard Shen Xuan playing the piano, but because of this, it was even more difficult to calm down.

Shen Xuan went upstream along the winding and gentle Shan River, meandering into the deep mountains.Stretching for hundreds of miles, Tiantai Mountain is majestic and quiet, with beautiful mountains and rivers. Sun Chuo of the Six Dynasties praised it as "the place where the mysterious sages swim, and the house where the spirits live".But Shen Xuan didn't know where his "spiritual fairy" was in the fairy cave in the valley, so he had to travel all the way to find it.In the morning, you can bathe in mist and mist, and in the evening, you can sleep under the bright moon and pines, and you are accompanied by only wild flowers, pruning bamboo, strange rocks, and cool breeze every day.Although the journey was hard, his hematemesis occurred less frequently.

But it is not easy to find Jiang Lingqian.There are many temples and Taoist temples in Tiantai Mountain. Although the incense is withered in troubled times and the ordinary small temples are dilapidated, there are still monks and Taoists guarding the courtyards.Every time Shen Xuan stayed in the temple, he asked the host where the leader of the Tiantai School, Jiang, lived.Unexpectedly, when everyone heard the word "Jiang Tingsong", their faces were covered with frost.Some ignored him coldly, some saw him as weak and not like a villain, and urged him not to go to the devil.Unexpectedly, Jiang Tingsong's reputation in Tiantai Mountain is so terrible.

That day at Tongbai Temple, the Taoist priest who received him was very polite, but when he heard Shen Xuan said that he wanted to find the Jiang family on Tiantai, he immediately drove him out.Shen Xuan had no choice but to see that it was getting late, and found a place to lie down in the shade of a tree, when suddenly someone patted his head.Shen Xuan saw that it was a monk passing by.The monk seemed to be very old, his face was full of dimples and he didn't know whether it was wrinkles or scars, but his expression was very kind and detached, like a person who had attained the Tao.Shen Xuan hurriedly got up to salute, the old monk clasped his hands together and said, "Little benefactor, why don't you stay at the poor monk's house for one night, it's better than sleeping here."

Shen Xuan thanked him and followed the old monk.The old monk was carrying a bamboo basket of herbs, Shen Xuan took it and carried it on his back, the old monk did not refuse. It turned out that the old monk was called Dead Leaf, and he didn't place an order in any monastery. He built a thatched hut under the Qiongtai Cliff to practice. "The poor monk learned a little bit of medical skills when he was young. Now he is practicing here, and sometimes he treats minor ailments to the mountain people in the four townships. There are many rare herbs in Tiantai Mountain!" The dead leaves looked under the lamp at night Order some herbs and introduce them to Shen Xuan.Shen Xuan is an expert, seeing that these medicinal herbs are actually very common varieties, and some of the medical theories that the old monk talked about are also very common.He just listened silently.

Before going to bed at night, Shen Xuan plucked up the courage to ask Dead Ye where the mountain gate of the Tiantai Sect was.Dead Leaf was stunned: "What are you looking for Jiang Tingsong for?" Shen Xuan said: "Not looking for him. I have a friend who is under the Tiantai Gate, and I am going to visit her." Dead Leaf said: "Is it really to visit a friend? "There was a trace of anxiety in his eyes.Shen Xuan's face turned red unknowingly: "It's true." Seeing it in his eyes, Dead Leaf seemed to breathe a sigh of relief: "It turns out that Jiang Tingsong has many enemies, and the poor monk was worried that you were going to seek revenge from him! That man is very powerful, and I'm afraid that Xiao Shi will suffer the most. Visiting friends is fine. However, there have been no Tiantai sect disciples on Tiantai Mountain for many years. Only Jiang Tingsong and his adopted little girl are left. Is that the girl you are looking for?" He couldn't help but feel a little ashamed, and said in a low voice, "It's Miss Jiang, does Master know her?"

Withered Leaf sighed: "I met her once or twice when she was young. Little benefactor, you'd better not provoke her. I heard people say that this girl's methods are no less than Jiang Tingsong's!" Shen Xuan said seriously : "Miss Jiang is a very good person, she is my friend, Master, don't worry." After a pause, he continued, "How can I find her home, Master please advise." But the dead leaves didn't answer, just turned around to turn on the lamp, and murmured: "Don't go, don't go..." Suddenly he said: "Jiang Tingsong has an irritable temper, and no one dares to approach his residence. It's not good. Little benefactor, listen to the poor monk's advice." Shen Xuan smiled and remained silent.Seeing helplessness, the dead leaves could only sigh.

This happened a lot, Shen Xuan didn't ask any more questions, and the next day he bid farewell to the dead leaves and set out on the road.Dead Leaves never told Jiang Tingsong's residence, but put a lot of dry food in Shen Xuan's bag, and Shen Xuan was very grateful for his affection. In fact, although Shen Xuan couldn't get any news, he still had an idea.He thought that since Jiang Tingsong was called "Chicheng Mountain Man", most of them lived in Chicheng Mountain.At least when you get to Chicheng, there will be clues.As the day was getting closer to dusk, he suddenly saw a red glow among the mountains in front of him, and his heart jumped wildly.

"Chicheng Xiaqi is built as a standard", Chicheng Mountain is famous for its Xiaxia, because the rocks on the top of the mountain are ocher red, and when the setting sun shines, it looks like a bright Xiaxia, so it is unique in the world.Shen Xuan had no time to appreciate it, so he hurriedly climbed to the top of the mountain, walked out of a forest, and saw a dilapidated house, with the words "Chicheng Mountain Residence" visible on the peeling paint plaque.Shen Xuan's heart was agitated, it would be good if he could meet Jiang Lingqian first during this visit, even if Li'er lost his temper, he would always defend himself.If he first met Jiang Tingsong, a mysterious martial artist, how would he treat himself?Presumably, in Jiang Tingsong's view, he "broke" his granddaughter's marriage, and he would definitely not forgive himself.However, in Shen Xuan's eyes, Jiang Tingsong has another identity, which is to indirectly kill his father and enemy.Thinking of this, the bloody color that filled the entire Dongting came before his eyes again.

Shen Xuan closed his eyes and thought to himself: I don't have a few days to live, I just want to see my beloved Li'er, nothing else matters.He raised his hand and knocked on the door. Unexpectedly, the door opened with a sound of "ah", and it almost collapsed after shaking a few times - it turned out that it was not plugged in at all.When I walked in, I saw that it was a huge courtyard. It seemed to be a martial arts training ground in the past. Weeds and Artemisia had grown up to the waist, swaying in the evening wind.Shen Xuan thought to himself, there are so many houses, I don't know which one Li'er lives in, so he raised his breath and said loudly: "Dongting Lake Shen Xuan asks to see the owner of Chicheng Mountain."

He said it three times, only to hear his own echo from the valley.Are you not at home?After hesitating for a moment, he walked across the martial arts field to look for the row of houses.These houses have long been unoccupied, with tiled roofs and swarms of foxes and rabbits.Shen Xuan brushed aside the tangled grass and went in through the doors and windows, only to see broken beams and pillars, and cobwebs and dust threads floating in the gloom, without any human spirit.Turning to the backyard, I saw a room at the corner, and the steps were very clean.Shen Xuan's heart skipped a beat, and he ran over. There was still no one in the room, but it was clean.The elegant gauze curtain hangs down, looking like a girl's boudoir.The room is very large, with bookshelves, chessboards, piano stands, and flower tables, all of which are extremely exquisite and elegant.Shen Xuan casually looked at a vase and found that it was made of sterling silver. Although it was old, the pair of thumb-sized pearls embedded in it were still shining brightly.The mirror on the dressing table is engraved with the words "Chonghuafang". This is the most famous mirror grinding workshop in Chang'an City in the Tang Dynasty. Could this be Li'er's room?The more Shen Xuan looked at it, the more he didn't feel like it.Li'er is simple and casual, even her clothes are all plain.How could her room be so luxurious, like a pampered and pampered young lady?Moreover, Shen Xuan looked again and found that although the things in this room were neat, they were left over from many years ago.The strings of the zither were broken, and the tent was rotten, as if it would break if pulled. The afterglow of the setting sun suddenly passed through the window lattice and fell on a painting on the east wall.Shen Xuan looked at it, and was almost taken aback when he saw it—a girl in full costume was radiant and charming, even though she was a little younger, Shen Xuan recognized it at a glance, it was Princess Wuyue! Although Shen Xuan knew that Princess Wuyue was under the Tiantai Gate, she never expected her boudoir to stay here.The inscription on the painting reads: "For Mingzhu's beloved daughter, I took a photo of Chicheng mountain people in the year of Yiyou when the peach blossoms were blooming." It turned out that Princess Wuyue was Jiang Tingsong's biological daughter, named Jiang Mingzhu.Shen Xuan recalled what he heard in Taihu Huangmei Villa back then, and couldn't help thinking. After going around for a whole circle, Shen Xuan finally believed that no one lived in Chicheng mountain residence.Passing through the ruins of the broken wall, the setting sun has fallen into the valley.Standing on the edge of the cliff, the coolness of the night came quietly.Shen Xuan suddenly shivered.She is not in Chicheng Mountain, where is she?Seeing the vast and endless mountain shrouded in twilight, he felt hopeless for the first time since entering the mountain. Suddenly, a white light flashed out of nowhere.Although it was only for a moment, it was like a fairy feather, illuminating the valley.Just as he was looking closely, a white light fell in front of his eyes—it was a white deer, with a snow-like luster shining all over his body, light and agile.Shen Xuan looked at this fetish curiously, and it also looked at Shen Xuan quietly with a pair of clear and soft eyes, as if hesitating to speak. Shen Xuan unconsciously sighed: "Bai Lu, Bai Lu, if you are psychic, do you know where my Li'er is?" Something unexpected happened, the Bai Lu heard the voice, came over suddenly, and knelt on the floor of Shen Xuan. In front of Xuan, she seemed to signal him to ride on her.Shen Xuan was both surprised and delighted: this is really "Let's put the white deer among the green cliffs, and ride to visit famous mountains as soon as we have to go"!He stepped up without thinking, and said with a smile, "Brother Lao Lu!" Hearing a "huh", Bailu flew up with Shen Xuan.This feeling of soaring through the clouds and driving the fog is really like a flying fairy, seeing the green mountains and green waters passing by under your feet.I don't know how far it flew, the white deer finally stopped at the edge of a deep blue pool, let Shen Xuan down, but it flew away. This is Jinqiaotan, where there are quiet flowers and clear water, and there is no one there.On the upper reaches of the pool is the Mingyu Stream, which looks like broken jade and broken silver.Shen Xuan walked up the stream for about a mile, and the stone mountains on both sides became tighter and tighter. Jujuanjuan stood up and Lancui communicated, and there seemed to be no way.At this time, the sky was very dark, and it was almost night.Shen Xuan couldn't help pondering. Suddenly a bamboo leaf floated from the stream, and then another, two... Shen Xuan picked it up casually, and was surprised to find that it was a leaf of Xiangfei bamboo!His heart brightened, and he looked in the direction of the bamboo leaves. There was indeed a hidden path behind a big rock, so he walked across the water and over the rocks to the depths of the valley... The new moon is like an eyebrow, climbing up from Dongshan.The peach blossoms and bamboo forests in the valley were covered with a faint silver glow, and everything seemed unreal.A clear brook meanders out of the bamboo forest, revealing faint waves.By the side of the brook and under the bamboo, there is a graceful and gentle figure leaning.The white clothes are better than the snow, like spring clouds coming out of the mountains; the beautiful hair is like the rain.I couldn't see her expression clearly, but I saw two little feet swinging in the spray of the stream, as if she was playing with water. Seeing this situation, Shen Xuan almost lost his breath, so he stopped and stared quietly. "Who is it?" There was a soft scolding before a piece of stone flew over.Shen Xuan was in a trance, but he didn't dodge it when the stone hit his forehead.He was startled suddenly, his blood surged suddenly, he thought "it's not good", and fell to the ground in a trance. When he woke up leisurely, he found himself lying in a hut with a cold bamboo mat under his body.He thought happily: "Is it Li'er's house?" Looking around, I don't think it looks like it.This room is almost entirely made of bamboo, with bamboo doors, bamboo windows, bamboo tables and chairs.The furnishings are very simple, with bamboo hats and sickles hanging on the wall, and pots and pans on the shelves, all of which are daily necessities, rather like the residences of ordinary mountain people.What's even more strange is that there was actually a small bamboo cradle hanging beside the bed, inside which was tightly covered with a small quilt embroidered with peach blossoms.On the quilt was an emerald green child's bellyband, embroidered with lotus and mandarin duck patterns, but it was only half-finished.On one corner of the apron, the word "Xiang" was engraved with a silver thread. Looking at these things, Shen Xuan felt a strange feeling in his heart. "Brother Shen, what is this bamboo basket for?" Jiang Lingqian took a bowl and stood beside him.Shen Xuan was surprised and said: "This is the cradle for babies to sleep in! A mother can gently shake this cradle and sing a few ditties to lull the baby in the cradle to sleep. When you were young..." said It stopped here suddenly. When Jiang Lingqian was young, of course he never had a cradle. "I really haven't seen it before." Jiang Lingqian said softly, "You eat this porridge." Shen Xuan took the porridge, only said thank you, but didn't know what else to say.Jiang Lingqian took the bellyband and played with it carefully without saying a word.When we didn't see each other, I was full of thoughts about what would happen when we met and what to say.Now that Li'er is really in front of her eyes, unexpectedly, she has nothing to say.The porridge seemed warm, but he couldn't even taste it. After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Lingqian got up and rolled up the bamboo curtain under the window, letting in the moonlight bit by bit.She suddenly asked: "What are you doing here?" Shen Xuan thought that you finally asked me, so she said: "Look at you." "Did you see?" She didn't look back. "Saw." "If you see it, you can go down the mountain." Shen Xuan was stunned, and couldn't help saying: "Li'er, I really miss you..." He was speechless again.After a while, Jiang Lingqian turned around and said with a smile, "Don't worry, I know you have suffered internal injuries, and I won't drive you away." Shen Xuan felt that the airflow in his chest began to become disordered again: "I didn't suffer internal injuries." Jiang Lingqian sneered and said, "Do you think I'm a fool? The stone you threw had no strength at all. You're not a three-year-old child. If you weren't seriously injured, how could you have been knocked out?" Shen Xuan said: "I didn't get knocked out by your stone, it's just that I was too tired from walking." In fact, this lie can't be concealed, even though his internal strength is not very good, he will never get fainted while walking. Jiang Lingqian raised her sleeves in front of him: "Too tired to vomit blood?" Only then did Shen Xuan see a pale red bloodstain on her snow-white sleeves, which was wet and hadn't been washed off.He sighed, and had no choice but to say: "I did suffer from serious internal injuries and almost lost my life. So, I didn't want to come to see you at that time. Later, Big Brother Ye used his own skills to heal my injuries, and I recovered. .It’s just that I haven’t healed yet, and I vomit blood occasionally. After a few days of recuperation, I’ll be fine in the future...I can’t wait for the injury to heal, so I’m in a hurry to see you.” This is half-truth and half-false, although the situation is generally not bad, The results can be quite different. "That's right..." Jiang Lingqian sighed slightly, with a strange smile on his face, which seemed to be disappointment and joy at the same time. How much did she see, did she believe it?Shen Xuan couldn't figure it out, but the slender hand under the blood-colored sleeve seemed to be shaking.Shen Xuan smiled and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't want to stain your clothes." Jiang Lingqian turned around to clean up the dishes and stopped talking.Shen Xuan couldn't help thinking why she didn't ask me why I was injured.Although he would not tell the reason, he was still at a loss in his heart.He faintly felt that Li'er seemed to have changed.At that time they were recuperating by the Mochou Lake and waiting for the enemy at Huangmei Villa, the situation was completely different.Although the shadows of the Tang family pass by from time to time, they can always talk and laugh, and the friendship is harmonious.But now, there is a layer of barriers separating the two of them. Thousands of miles away, the water is far away and the mountains are long.He knew what the barrier was, but he didn't dare to think about it, and he didn't want to think about it. When Jiang Lingqian opened the bamboo curtain and came in again, he asked, "Li'er, is this your room?" "Yes and no. I used to live with my grandfather on Mount Chicheng. One day when I was thirteen years old, Xueyi brought me here to play, and only then did I find out that Xueyi is a white deer, and I have been with me since I was a child." Growing up——This house seems to have been idle for many years. I don’t know who the owner is. He probably left in a hurry, and there is still half-burned firewood under the stove! I like the quiet scenery here, like a paradise. This bamboo house is very similar to , It’s like a real home, much better than Chicheng Mountain... I come here to live for a few days from time to time. This time when I go back to the mountain, I haven’t dared to meet my grandfather, so I hide here.” Shen Xuan smiled and said, "So that white deer is your friend. If it wasn't for it, I wouldn't have been able to find you!" "Why?" Jiang Lingqian opened his eyes wide. Shen Xuan then told about his adventures when he came here, Jiang Lingqian listened, a blush could not help floating on his fair face.Seeing this, Shen Xuan said with a smile: "Unexpectedly, I am much luckier than Ruan Lang. I have never suffered from hunger and hunger, and I have been helped by the god deer. I rushed here, the fairy will not blame me for coming too late, right?" It turns out that there is a legend that in the Eastern Han Dynasty, Liu Chen and Ruan Zhao went to Tiantai Mountain from the Shanxi River to collect herbs. They lost their way and were hungry. Not far from home.They went up the stream and met two beautiful fairies.Seeing the cups in their hands, the fairy asked with a smile like an old friend, "How late is your husband coming?" Liu Ruan and the two fairies married. Jiang Lingqian, who grew up in Tiantai Mountain, of course knows this story.Immediately, his face was red and his ears were red, and he said angrily: "It doesn't matter whether you come or not!" He flung the curtain and went out. Shen Xuan regretted her abrupt slip of the tongue, so she had to follow out to apologize.The bamboo curtain blocks a moon door leading to the backyard.There were several green peach blossoms in the yard, and the bright shadows and delicate fragrance floated slowly in the cool and watery night, and bright red petals fell on her snow-white skirt. When Jiang Lingqian heard him coming out, he asked: "Did you meet my grandfather when you went to Chicheng Mountain?" Shen Xuan said: "No, I didn't see anyone." He suddenly remembered about Princess Wuyue, so he told her. Jiang Lingqian was startled and said, "Why did you enter that room! Grandpa regarded that room as his own life. He would go in and sit there for an hour every day, but he never let others see it. Even I don't know what's inside—you really haven't been caught. Grandpa found out?" Shen Xuan said, "Really not." Jiang Lingqian sighed: "Perhaps grandpa just left the house, you are lucky." After a moment of distraction, he said, "...Well, so my big enemy is grandpa's daughter...Grandpa loves her so much ...Jiang Mingzhu, Jiang Mingzhu, grandpa must regard her as the apple of his eye!" Shen Xuan could hear the disappointment in her muttering to herself, so she changed the subject and said, "Li'er, I'll bring you the antidote. Last time you ate the 'golden helmet and silver medicine' that could only be cured for one year in the Sanzui Palace." A poison'. If you eat this, the poison will be removed forever, and it will never happen again." Jiang Lingqian didn't take the purple pill, but just stared into Shen Xuan's eyes. After half a day, he let out a "huh" and said with a sneer, "I mean, it turns out that you came here for this. Such a great kindness , I am so grateful!" Although her words were cold, she still couldn't hide her resentment.Shen Xuan couldn't help being a little stunned, when did she become so sensitive!He had no choice but to say: "Li'er, I didn't come here for the antidote, don't worry too much..." She wanted to confess, but she didn't dare to speak out under such circumstances.Seeing that she was still indifferent, I had no choice but to give up, thinking about this matter, I had to persuade her slowly.Suddenly he saw the tail of a phoenix swaying not far away, and the sparse shadows whirled. He thought about it, and asked, "How can there be Xiangfei bamboo here?" Jiang Lingqian said: "I also find it strange that there is no Xiangfei bamboo in Zhejiang. Could it be that the old master here transplanted it from thousands of miles away?" Looking at the verdant bamboo poles, I saw large and small black spots, really like the tears of a beautiful woman, so I said leisurely, "When I cut the mottled bamboo branches, I will cry from Lilihong's tears. When Xiangling goes to Jiushankong, the rain will return to the clouds." Infinity." Jiang Lingqian couldn't help being dazed when he heard him read it out, and couldn't say a word in a daze. Shen Xuan said again: "I guess your flute is also engraved with this." Jiang Lingqian blushed, nodded slightly and said, "That flute was originally made of Xiangfei bamboo that I broke here." She was stunned again. After a while, he asked, "Did you hear the sound of water?" Shen Xuan listened carefully, and sure enough there was a stream murmuring far away, and the sound was like whimpering. Jiang Lingqian said: "The mountain people say that section of the mountain stream is called Melancholy Creek." After a pause, he continued, "Liu Chen and Ruan Zhao spent half a year with the fairy, and finally wanted to say goodbye because they were homesick. The two fairies asked to stay. I couldn't help but wept farewell in Xitou. Some people said that when they went home, they found that the world had passed ten lives. Later, they went back to Tiantai Mountain to look for the fairy, but they couldn't find the original place again.' Spring is full of peach blossom water, I don’t know where to find the source of immortality.’” Shen Xuan saw her eyes flickering and blurred, and knew what it meant: "That's right, since you're here, why do you have to leave?" Jiang Lingqian couldn't help but look at him again, but just happened to meet his gaze, turned around quickly, and lowered her gaze again. Said: "Really not leaving?" Seeing her eyes rolling, Shen Xuan was already drunk, so he couldn't help holding a slender hand, and said softly: "Never leave." The dew is on the ground, and the bright moon is in the sky.The whispering evening wind and the mountain spring of Cong Cong seemed to have stopped singing, as if they couldn't bear to disturb the sweet dreams of their lovers. "You really..." Jiang Lingqian sighed softly, "I don't care about anything." Shen Xuan didn't understand what she meant, but seeing her smiling eyes, there seemed to be an unspeakable sadness. That hand was cold.Could it be that she guessed something?No, she won't know. Shen Xuan smiled and said: "Li'er, I promise to be here with you for the rest of my life, you can't just stay with me for one year." She put the purple antidote on her lips.Jiang Lingqian smiled and swallowed the pill.But turned around, pointed to the peach blossom tree and said: "When you die, I will bury you under the green peach blossom and come to see you every day, okay?" Shen Xuan said: "Very good, whether it is life or death, I won't leave you. But, when my hair turns gray, it won't be too late for you to say this!" He suddenly felt an extreme fear, did he really want her to watch him die?Will he harm her by making this white-headed alliance that cannot be realized?But he couldn't bear to refuse her, nor could he refuse his own wish... Jiang Lingqian didn't see the change on his face. He lowered his head and stroked his long hair, and said with a smile, "Brother Xuan, I haven't heard your piano sound for a long time." I heard Li'er call him that. In the early morning of the second day, Jiang Lingqian pulled Shen Xuan up: "Let's go find Grandpa." Shen Xuan was a little surprised, Jiang Lingqian said tactfully: "I was brought up by my grandfather since I was young, and now if I want to marry you, I have to tell him. Moreover, I haven't seen him for almost three years." Shen Xuan nodded in agreement, but then said: "It's just that your grandfather will definitely not agree to our matter." Jiang Lingqian said: "That's not necessarily the case. Grandpa is different from others, it all depends on his mood. He may refuse outright; but if If you are right with his taste, maybe you will agree with it. But don't worry, no matter what he says, I, I'm committed to you." After saying that, his face was full of shyness. Shen Xuan said with a smile: "In that case, how can I not worry about it. Shall I go now?" "No rush!" Jiang Lingqian walked into the bamboo grove unhurriedly, took out the mottled bamboo flute and began to blow it leisurely.Shen Xuan didn't know her intention, so he listened quietly.It turned out to be the unnamed song he heard for the first time in Huluwan.This song seems to be floating under the forest spring of Tiantai Mountain, Jiang Lingqian is playing it now, adding a kind of sweet joy.At this time, the snow flashed in the bamboo forest, and the white deer from yesterday came lightly. "So she summoned her snow clothes with the sound of the flute." Shen Xuan thought. Jiang Lingqian put her arms around Xueyi's neck and whispered to it, but Xueyi gently picked the little master's hair with antlers, that scene was extremely cute.After a while, Jiang Lingqian beckoned and said, "Brother Xuan, Xueyi will take us to Mount Chicheng." "Can it carry two people?" Shen Xuan asked. Jiang Lingqian was already riding on the back of the white deer, and stretched out his hand to pull Shen Xuan: "You underestimate Xueyi!" The white deer was indeed a spiritual creature, and Shen Xuan suspected that the Tiantai School's lightness kung fu was learned from it.Is this riding a deer to ascend to immortality?I'm afraid there will be no such joy in the sky on earth. On the top of Chicheng Mountain, White Deer put down the two of them and walked away. Shen Xuan asked: "When will it come again?" Jiang Lingqian said: "Every evening, it is watching the sunset on the top of Chicheng Mountain!" Jiang Lingqian took Shen Xuan around to the back of the Chicheng mountain residence. There were a few old pines on the hillside, with green branches and leaves, and Jackie Chan coiled around like a tiger.A closer look reveals several low thatched huts covered under the lush branches and leaves.It turns out that Chicheng Mountain people don't live in the old "mountain dwellings", but they end up here.Jiang Lingqian called Grandpa a few times, but no one opened the door.Is Jiang Tingsong not here again?Just about to push the door open, a hoarse voice came from behind: "I thought you weren't going home." Jiang Lingqian turned around and met the old man walking out of the pine forest: "Grandpa..." Jiang Tingsong held her shoulders and sighed: "It's been three years since I left... I was going to marry you well, but I messed with you. All these disasters." Jiang Lingqian raised his head and asked, "How is grandpa's health these years?" Shen Xuan had heard about Jiang Tingsong for a long time, but he was still surprised when he saw this old man.He thought that even if the generation of masters who were called monsters and old monsters by many people in the rivers and lakes retired, they would leave behind some sharpness and hostility. Pao Zi, feeling waned, just said blankly: "It's okay, it's okay." Shen Xuan was hesitating whether to go to see him, but Jiang Tingsong had already seen him.Although Jiang Tingsong was depressed, his thoughts were quick, so he asked Jiang Lingqian: "Is it because of this kid that you fell out with the Tang family?" Jiang Lingqian pouted and said: "Grandpa, his family is not good at marrying me, not only locked me up, but also asked many people to kill me..." "Forget it, forget it," Jiang Tingsong shook his head and said, "Forget what happened in the past. You What's your name, where are you from?" This question was asked to Shen Xuan, but Jiang Lingqian hurriedly said: "His name is Shen Xuan, he is a doctor in Tonglu." It turned out that she saw that Grandpa didn't care about the past, and she expected to have a chance, so she helped Shen Xuan answer.Naturally, Shen Xuan cannot be considered a real Tonglu native.He understood that Jiang Lingqian didn't reveal his Dongting faction's origin because he was afraid of causing trouble again, so he kept silent. "Shen Xuan..." Jiang Tingsong murmured, "Which point are you better than Tang Mulong, that you can snatch Lingqian away?" "Your junior is no better than Mr. Tang at all." Shen Xuan said flatly. "Huh?" Jiang Tingsong couldn't help staring at him carefully.Shen Xuan was swept away by his desolate gaze, and felt an indescribable disgust in his heart—after all, the bloody color of Dongting Lake was deeply imprinted in his memory.However, Shen Xuan has always been courteous and courteous, the disgust spread on his face is just a kind of arrogance. Unexpectedly, Jiang Tingsong actually laughed: "Okay, okay! You are indeed better than Tang Mulong." Jiang Lingqian was surprised to see a ray of light appear on his grandfather's dusty face for many years, and he was very happy. Jiang Tingsong picked up a dead branch from the ground: "I want to try your kung fu!" Shen Xuan said: "The junior's martial arts are low, I'm afraid it's not worthy of the senior's teaching." Jiang Lingqian also said: "Grandfather, brother Xuan is a doctor, and He's not a master of martial arts, and he hasn't learned much martial arts. What kind of tricks did you have with him?" Jiang Tingsong smiled and said: "The meaning of the sword is the heart. Since he has a sword, he probably knows a little bit. I just try him. Don't worry, a dead branch can't hurt him." "But," Jiang Lingqian said again: "He has not healed from internal injuries." Jiang Tingsong then said to Shen Xuan, "You only fight with me, don't get angry." Seeing that he couldn't give up, Jiang Lingqian jumped to Shen Xuan's side and said in a low voice, "Use the sword technique I taught you." "Boy, I've accepted the move!" Jiang Tingsong handed the dead branch to Shen Xuan with a slight trembling in his hand.Shen Xuan didn't have time to think about it, he shook out his right wrist and flattened his left arm, which was a move of "Haike Tan Yingzhou".Jiang Tingsong let out a "Huh", and walked past, but tapped Shen Xuan's Ren Meridian points from behind.Shen Xuan and Jiang Lingqian had been fighting each other for a long time, they knew they had to use "Yantao Weibo, Faith is Hard to Find" to pick them up, so they turned around, their robes were flying, and swords and flowers were flying down. Jiang Tingsong laughed loudly and said: "Lingqian, you actually taught him this set of sword skills!" "I can't teach him well, so I ask Grandpa to give me some pointers!" Jiang Lingqian had already seen that Jiang Tingsong was very satisfied, and couldn't help feeling overwhelmed. joy.It turned out that there was another reason for this.This "sleepwalking swordsmanship" is Jiang Tingsong's proud work in his life, but he has only taught Jiang Lingqian.Later Jiang Lingqian asked him who could learn this set of sword techniques, and Jiang Tingsong said that he only passed it on from his family.Jiang Lingqian dared not tell Shen Xuan these meanings. At this moment, Jiang Tingsong wanted to see how well Shen Xuan practiced the sleepwalking swordsmanship, so he fed him moves one by one according to the order of the sword moves.After ten strokes, he couldn't help but look at this young man with admiration.It turns out that at this time, Shen Xuan followed Wu Jianzhi to practice Dongting Kung Fu, and he had achieved a small degree of success, and the "sleepwalking swordsmanship" in his hands was also different from when he was just learning.He blended the ever-changing Tiantai School into the Dongting School's unrestrained and unrestrained style. Sometimes he changed his moves and came up with his own wit. He was not only weird and ingenious, but also used softness to overcome rigidity. Jiang Lingqian could not teach this.Jiang Tingsong has seen that although his martial arts attainments are shallow, his nature is erudite, intelligent and adaptable, which is rare.As cold and arrogant as Jiang Tingsong, he had to think that this man was really a good talent in learning martial arts. Unexpectedly, at this time, the sword in Shen Xuan's hand suddenly slowed down, and Jiang Tingsong almost tapped his forehead.Jiang Tingsong frowned and said: "This trick 'the same is true of the world', how did it work like this!" Jiang Lingqian shouted from a distance: "Grandpa, I haven't taught him the latter!" Shen Xuan only saw Jiang Lingqian use this move in the Sanzui Palace, and it only had a slight meaning.Jiang Tingsong said: "Okay! Look carefully." Shen Xuan retreated to the side, only to see that Jiang Tingsong raised his mind slightly, and there was a faint brilliance between his brows, as if he had returned to the heroic Chicheng swordsman back then.Jiang listened to the pine and pulled it up flat, with dead branches and swords in his hands, flying dragons and flying phoenixes. This is the last seven moves of Sleepwalking Sword: "The same is true for pleasure in the world. In ancient times, everything flows eastward. Don't you go. When will you return? Let the white deer and the green cliffs , Visit famous mountains by riding as soon as you have to go. An Neng smashes my eyebrows and bends my waist to serve the powerful and powerful, which makes me unhappy!" After Shen Xuan read it, he thought for a while, and raised his sword.These seven moves are the ending of Sleepwalking Sword, the essence lies in it, it is extremely complicated.Jiang Tingsong just used it repeatedly without explaining it.But Shen Xuan had already comprehended the essence of Tiantai swordsmanship.He has a very fine eye, remembering Jiang Tingsong's movements in his heart.Although the subtleties cannot be grasped accurately, but after his own continuous play, it seems that he is also a peerless swordsmanship with seven moves. Jiang Tingsong nodded slightly, gave some pointers, and ordered him to fight with him again.This time Jiang Tingsong used many exquisite sword moves to see if Shen Xuan could change them.Shen Xuan unhurriedly unwrapped them one by one.Sometimes a few tricks are used together, sometimes only half a trick is used to break down a set of sleepwalking swords seamlessly. Jiang Tingsong sighed unconsciously: "I took in seven incompetent disciples, and I was so angry. I didn't expect to meet you in Lao Lai, and then I realized that those seven were all for nothing. If you stay here in the future, I will take over the roof. I will teach you all the martial arts, you and Lingqian will pass on my mantle." These words mean not only a promise of marriage, but also the meaning of bringing Shen Xuan into the door.Jiang Lingqian heard it from a distance, but he didn't know whether it was joy or worry. Shen Xuan put the sword away, and said bluntly: "Senior Jiang, I can't be your disciple." "Why?" Jiang Tingsong asked in surprise. Do you want to talk?Shen Xuanzheng was hesitating, but Jiang Tingsong sneered and shouted: "You think the name of the Tiantai faction has long since died down in Jianghu, don't you?" Before he finished speaking, the branch in his hand hit Shen Xuan's sword hilt hard go.In his anger, the branch was filled with real strength. Shen Xuan didn't know that Jiang Tingsong was so irritable, and he didn't take any precautions, and the long sword was hit into the sky.He only felt that he was so shocked that his blood was surging, he couldn't help turning up his palms, and turned around to meet him. Jiang Tingsong retreated half a step with a "huh", his voice was so gloomy that it seemed to come from a deep valley: "Dongting disciple?" Teach him Dongting School martial arts. "Senior has good eyesight!" Shen Xuan said lightly.Jiang Tingsong stared straight at the handsome young man in front of him, his eyes were blurred, he seemed to see a phantom from a long time ago, and muttered indistinctly: "Excalibur..." Suddenly, he screamed wildly: "Tantai Shuran, give me back my daughter!" A palm like the bark of a withered pine bark slammed down on Shen Xuan's Tianling Gai. "Grandpa, don't!" Jiang Lingqian screamed and rushed forward. Shen Xuan couldn't dodge, even if he had no internal injuries, he still couldn't avoid Jiang Tingsong's palm with all his strength within half a step.He saw that Jiang Tingsong's eyes were burning with fire, and he knew that his mind was already frantic.What kind of hatred made him suffer so much?Shen Xuan let out a long sigh, closed his eyes, and didn't want to look at him again. It seemed like a long time had passed, but nothing happened.Shen Xuan opened his eyes and saw Jiang Lingqian's pale and hostile face.Jiang Tingsong fell to the ground like a pile of split dry wood.Shen Xuan could tell at a glance that he was out of breath.A long sword was stuck on his shoulder, which belonged to Shen Xuan. "Li'er..." He was at a loss in his heart, the sword had already been released from his hand, could it be... With a bang, Qing Jue Jian pointed at Shen Xuan's throat. "He kindly taught you how to use swordsmanship, but you did it like this!" Jiang Lingqian cried bitterly, "Okay, okay! You have avenged the murder of your father, but I will not let you go!" The cold air from Jianfeng penetrated into his throat, choking Shen Xuan so much that he couldn't speak.忽然他瞥见蒋听松伤口流出的是青色的血，不禁道：“离儿，你爷爷是中毒死的。” 那一剑不可能是沈瑄出手。那是从蒋听松背后掷来的。力道甚微，入肉不及一寸，却令蒋听松当场毙命。沈瑄挣扎起来，察看蒋听松的伤口，恐惧得几乎要窒息。那是洞庭派的独门秘药“碧血毒”！ 沈瑄记得父亲留下的医书里记载过这种药，涂抹在刀剑上，一点痕迹也看不出。然而一旦被这抹药的刀剑挑出了血，当时就会断气，连解救都来不及。沈彬在书中批注道：“兵刃附毒，殊为不义。况此毒一经伤人，无从救治，故决不可用。”事实上洞庭派这么多年来，虽然掌有这个药方，的确没人使用过。 沈瑄恍然若失的神情没有逃出蒋灵骞的眼。她冷冰冰道：“不是你亲自出手，但你却早就在剑上涂了毒药。你要暗算我们，自知不是对手，就使这样卑鄙无耻的手段！” “离儿！”沈瑄喝道，“你怎么这么讲。听我说……” “不要说了！”蒋灵骞尖叫一声，手中的清绝剑“当”地掉到地上。“你，你骗得我好苦！”她的双手紧紧捂住了脸，“我再也不要见你……” 沈瑄呆立不动，他不明白，怎么转眼间成了这样…… “还不走么！”蒋灵骞厉声道，“是不是想等我把剑捡起来！再刺向你……”沈瑄霍然转身，从尸体上拔下自己的剑，头也不回地走了。她不相信自己，还有什么话可说？胸中的血气翻江倒海，使他痛苦得几欲不支，但他跑得很快，恨不得立刻就远远离开天台山，再也不要回来。 身后，蒋灵骞扑倒在爷爷的尸身上，放声痛哭起来。