Chapter 37 Section ten

In the Guangfeng Hall of Yuantian Pavilion, the mourning hall of the late pavilion master Ouyang Xuan was re-arranged.After the fire, people found that the coffin was not damaged, and now it was parked at the northeast corner of the hall of Guangfeng Hall, and a snow-white curtain was drawn in front of the coffin.Lavender smoke leaked from the white screen. The weather is getting colder.The cold rain was dripping down here and there, and the hall was filled with lingering moisture.The raindrops dripped on the palm of his hand, and Fang felt extraordinarily cold.It turned out to be tiny ice beads, which almost melted.

Because of the funeral, the door of the red paint was opened.All the way in from the door, a long funeral tent was built with white cloth and thick long-haired bamboo poles, from the foyer to the hall.People from all kinds of rivers and lakes passed under the funeral tent.These people came from afar to attend the funeral, representing the various sects of Yuantian Pavilion's power and friendship.While wiping the water off their bodies, these people tried their best to put on a calm expression.Yuantian Pavilion is the most powerful organization in the south, especially in Hunan.However, in the last month, Ouyang Xuan, the owner of the pavilion, died suddenly, there was civil strife in the pavilion, and the news that the eldest son had left spread like wildfire.Only the daughter and son-in-law, who had not shown up for many years, were left to cook.Those with a keen sense of smell rushed to Hanyang, some of them were eager to see the Yuantian Pavilion, and some even thought of taking advantage of the chaos to make a fortune.Although Lin Luo, the second son of the Lin family in Fujian, has always lived in seclusion, most people don't know how deep he is.But everyone tacitly knew that the glorious era of Yuantian Pavilion was probably coming to an end.

At this time, Lin Luo and his wife stood under the plaque of "Bright Wind and Bright Moon" in plain clothes, greeting the guests politely.There was a slight layer of worry on the faces of the two of them, looking gentle and elegant.For a moment, the mourners were also shocked by the demeanor of the two, and there was a solemn atmosphere in the hall. Careful people discovered that Jiang Siyuan, the chief manager who always followed the old pavilion master Ouyang Xuan like a shadow, had gone somewhere and never showed up. Seeing that noon was approaching, Lin Luo began to speak. His current identity represented the Ouyang family.When everyone saw Lin Luo, he looked rather weak, and his voice sounded a little out of breath.What I said was nothing more than clichés, thank you for coming to express condolences, the people of Yuantian Pavilion were withered, and the younger generation had to come out to host with illness, and I had to rely on the support of friends in the rivers and lakes.

"Master Lin—" Suddenly, someone in the crowd greeted them crisply.Everyone followed the prestige, and saw a young man in short black clothes standing by the door, with delicate features and a treacherous smile on the corner of his mouth. The young man was brisk, and suddenly walked in front of Lin Luo and his wife in three steps and two steps, and reported his family: "Xu Sheyan is sent to Xiashan Mountain. I am here to express my condolences by the order of the head." Immediately, people below started talking about it, but I never heard a single one about Xu Sheyan.However, since Mount Lu is the largest school in the world, capable people come forth in large numbers.Seeing that this young man is so blunt, maybe he is a rookie secretly cultivated by Lu Tanxin.

Lin Luo pouted imperceptibly, and smiled, "So it's Xu Shaoxia from Lushan Mountain. I'm not welcome. It's just—" Unexpectedly, Lin Luo stretched out two fingers and flicked towards Xu Sheyan's elbow.As soon as Xu Sheyan flipped his hands, he suddenly turned behind Lin Luo and grabbed his shoulder.This trick has a name, called "geese crossing the lonely mountain".Lushan disciples learn it, and often use it to play among their companions.Anyone with a discerning eye could see that no one doubted Xu Sheyan's identity. Lin Luo was restrained by Xu Sheyan, and said helplessly, "I mean, Xu Shaoxia shouldn't have brought his sword to the mourning hall of Pavilion Master Ouyang."

"Who said I'm carrying a sword?" Xu Sheyan said, "Before I went down the mountain, head Lu specifically told me that you can't carry a sword when you go to someone else's mourning hall." It turned out that his scabbard was empty.Lin Luo smiled wryly: "Dare to ask Master Lu if you have anything else to say?" Xu Sheyan said: "Master Lu said that the masters of the Yuantian Pavilion in the past have swords as a sign. Eight years ago, the previous master of the pavilion sealed the sword of 'Fengming Jiuxiao', and Master Lu was honored to be present to prove it. Headmaster Lu sent his subordinates here this time to remind the new Yuantian Pavilion Master not to forget to find that peerless sword."

"Naturally." Lin Luo said confidently. He glanced at the plaque on the hall, "I wasn't there when the Lord Ouyang Pavilion sealed the sword. But afterwards, he said himself, 'The Wind Sings the Nine Heavens' is here" After Guangfeng Jiyue." As he spoke, he flew up, rolled up his sleeves, and took down a dusty cloth bag.Mr. Lin's movements were light and nimble, and his landing was steady, which aroused everyone's praise.Lin Luo weighed the cloth bag, and a trace of panic suddenly appeared on his face. The cloth bag was shaken open, and an ancient long sword with a fish pattern fell out, but the scabbard was also empty!

Xu Sheyan sneered: "Young Master Lin, you didn't dare to show your weapon in front of the spirit of Pavilion Master Ouyang. Why, could it be that you have a guilty conscience, or you don't know where the 'Fengming Jiuxiao' sword is placed?" At this time, everyone in the hall began to whisper.Lin Luo didn't say a word, she really panicked.He was very sure at first, but he didn't expect that the sword of 'Fengming Jiuxiao' was missing.Without this sword, it would be awkward to be the master of Yuantian Pavilion.He said in a deep voice: "Our sword has been stolen, we must investigate and find out!"

"Hehe, what are you looking for?" Xu Sheyan said, "I think Pavilion Master Ouyang has already taken it down from the top and handed it over to the next Pavilion Master. Of course you don't know where it is." Lin Luo's face turned pale when he heard this.Since the beginning of winter last year, Ouyang Xuan has been suffering from illness for a long time, and he has never left the eyes of the husband and wife.It is almost impossible for him to quietly take out the 'Fengming Jiuxiao' from behind the plaque without disturbing the people in the building.What's more, when Ouyang Mijian arrived home, Ouyang Xuan was already dead.The father and son have never met.But listening to the boy in black in front of him, it seems... Could it be that Ouyang Mijian had never been burned to death in Mulan Valley? "Who are you!" He yelled at Xu Sheyan.

At this time, a servant from Yuantian Pavilion walked up to Mrs. Lin, Ouyang Qing, and said something softly. "He's not from the Lushan faction," Ouyang Qing suddenly said sharply, "Catch the spies!" Hurray, Xu Sheyan was immediately surrounded by swords and swords.He only heard his "hee hee" smile, but no one could see clearly that he had already climbed up to the beam of the house, and he happened to be sitting behind the plaque where the sword was originally hidden. Lin Luo sneered and said, "This young hero doesn't know who is sacred, and what is his relationship with my Yuantian Pavilion. It's better to explain it quickly. The head of Mount Lu is coming soon. If you make it clear, maybe it's up to you

"Master Lu is here? So soon—" Xu Sheyan said in surprise, "Uncle, Uncle—" He sat high and looked far away, and the people below didn't know what he was shouting about.The gate of Yuantian Pavilion was suddenly opened, and an old man in green clothes and white hair stood at the gate.I didn't see the old man walking, and suddenly floated to the front of the mourning hall, but seeing the black-clothed boy on the plaque, he couldn't help laughing and said: "You girl, why are you still messing around in other people's mourning hall!" This young man from Lushan Mountain, Xu Sheyan, was exactly Xiao Xie's disguise.Most of Xiao Xie's kung fu was passed down by his adoptive father Shen Xuan.When she was fifteen years old, Shen Xuan sent her to Mount Lu to meet Lu Tanxin and others, and then learned Lushan martial arts from Lu Tanxin's elder sister Xu Danying for three years. .So she called herself "Xu Sheyan", Sheyan, Xie Ye. Everyone saw that the unknown boy was dismantling Lin Luo's stage, and suddenly greeted the head of Lushan Mountain, thinking that he had a lot of background, and that the Yuantian Pavilion's good show had begun. Xiao Xie flew down and paid homage to Lu Danxin. "Come here and worship your uncle with me." Lu Tanxin brought Xiao Xie, lit green incense in front of Ouyang Xuan's coffin, and bowed three more times.Green smoke floated up from the curtain, slowly like clouds.For a moment, in the Hall of Wind and Moon, no one dared to speak out. Ouyang Qing seemed to feel something was wrong, she tugged on Lin Luo's sleeve, trying to back away quietly.However, Lu Danxin said: "Mr. Lin, here is a poor man. I have something important to tell you. Please stop, Mr. Lin." He turned around and looked around slowly, "It's just right, my friends in Jianghu, Many are here too—” The head of Lushan Mountain is highly respected and his martial arts are world-class.He has something to say, which is naturally the most important thing.I saw him shaking his sleeves and showing a rusty heavy sword, "This is 'The Wind Ming Jiuxiao'." There was an uproar in the seat.Yuantian Pavilion's famous mountain-shaking sword, is it just this kind of broken copper and rotten iron?However, because of Lu Danxin's face, no one dared to question it loudly.Lu Dan shook his head heartily, and sighed: "It's a pity that it has been dormant for many years and has not seen the light of day, but now it has become like this. Hall Master Banshan, you and Master Ouyang Pavilion are old friends for many years, so you should recognize this sword. Please come and see Look, I also recognize and discern for the poor." Hall Master Banshan leaned over and looked carefully: "There is a phoenix tail pattern on the sword. The sixth cloud pattern on the sword body is missing a corner. I visited Yuantian Pavilion with my father twenty-five years ago. Pavilion Master Ouyang Yunhai once showed this sword and admired it together. Yes, it is it!" Lu Dan said in his heart: "Although the sword is rusted and blunt, the Yuantian Pavilion is still there, and there should be young people to make it shine again." He raised his eyes and looked at Lin Luo: "Mr. Lin, I don't know Do you have a way?" Lin Luo said word by word: "Ten years of sharpening your sword." Lu Tanxin nodded and said: "After ten years of sharpening the sword, his aspirations are also sincere. Mr. Lin is indeed very knowledgeable." He smiled slightly, and said, "It's better for the poor to explain clearly. This 'Fengming Jiuxiao' sword was indeed It is sealed behind the plaque of Guangfeng Jiyue Hall. But Ouyang Pavilion Master feels that the position of Yuantian Pavilion Master is very important. And the location of Fengming Nine Heavens Sword is not a secret. If the sword falls behind him If it is in the hands of mediocre people or even occupied by treacherous villains, it will cause endless disasters. Therefore, the master of Ouyang Pavilion thought of another way. Thanks to him, he secretly entrusted this sword to the poor Taoist. It is said that in the future, Yuantian Pavilion Among the younger generations, whoever can get rid of the rust on it will be the new Pavilion Master." After hearing these words, Xiao Xie felt a little strange. Isn't this obviously a lie?Of course, Ouyang Xuan didn't give the sword "Wind to the Nine Heavens" to Lu Tanxin, but Ouyang Mijian brought it back from the secret path of Mulan Valley.But she didn't dare to ask her uncle. Hall Master Banshang knew a lot about Yuantian Pavilion's family affairs, so he was impatient for a long time: "What kind of sword is not sword! Didn't Ouyang Xuan have a son? He is old enough, his father is dead, of course he is the cabinet Lord, how could it fall into the hands of others!" He gave Lin Luo a hard look: "Hurry up and hand over your brother-in-law!" "Slowly—" Lu Dan said in his heart, "The position of the pavilion master must be occupied by capable people. Ouyang Pavilion master has his own reasons for his last wish." Lin Luo snorted. Lu Dan said in his heart: "Mr. Lin, you have a great wish. You said that it takes ten years of sharpening the sword to remove the rust. I don't know what Mr. Ouyang wants?" There was another uproar in the seat.Lin Luo and Ouyang took a step back in shock.But looking around, is there any trace of Ouyang Mijian? At this time, a puff of blue smoke floated over the mourning hall, and a man in a blue shirt with a gloomy expression turned out from behind the white curtain. "Ouyang Xuan—" "Master—" The sky is bright and the sun is bright, and the halls are full of heroes who are not afraid of the sky and the earth.But seeing the dead Ouyang Xuan appear, they were still frightened and rushed outside. Xiao Xie frowned and said, "Why squeeze, this is not Ouyang Xuan's ghost!" "I'm under Ouyang Mijian, under the sect of Tianshan Master Huiming." Ouyang Mijian said calmly. There was another uproar.Except for the gate of Yuantian Pavilion, no one knew that Ouyang Xuan had sent his son to Tianshan.Tianshan is not a place for ordinary people to go, and monk Huiming's martial arts are not owned by ordinary people, and he only takes one apprentice in twenty years.As soon as his apprentice left the rivers and lakes, he was bound to be followed by strong winds and waves.Everyone looked at this young man who resembled his father, Ouyang Xuan, and couldn't help talking. Ouyang Mijian seemed to be in the land of no one at this time, he took the 'Wind Nine Heavens' sword in Lu Tanxin's hand, with a clear whistle, the sword came out like a rainbow, danced wildly like a snake, and hit the sky like an eagle.No one saw his move clearly, suddenly the Fengming Nine Heavens Sword suddenly stopped in the air, shaking up a circle of rust-colored clouds, surrounding the sword dancer. The clouds and mist dispersed, the sword light was like snow, and the hall was full of brilliance. Immediately someone praised, the Tianshan magic is not built. "Then—" Lu Danxin said with a slight smile, "Poverty Daoist doesn't need to say anything." "Little bastard!" Suddenly there was a woman's shrill scream.Ouyang Qing's complexion was pale, and his delicate eyes were wide open, bloodshot almost gushing out: "How can he be the master of the pavilion - I said he is a little bastard! Do you know who he is? He belongs to the Tang family The demon girl came from the Poison Demon Tang family. Ha, that demon girl gave birth to him, a little bastard before she got married, how could he be the heir of our dignified Ouyang family!" Ouyang Mijian ignored her and just carried her back.Ouyang Qing's words were too harsh, and it really didn't fit her status as a lady from a famous family.No one dared to echo her words, even Lin Luo didn't say anything. "Don't forget, how many of you have never suffered from the Tang family!" Ouyang shouted softly, "How many of you don't have Tang Ling's blood on your hands!" Ouyang Mijian's hand trembled suddenly, and he turned around to look at Ouyang Qing. The crowd started to panic again.Ouyang Qing's last words stunned them all, worrying for no reason, would this son of Ouyang Xuan want to avenge his natal family? Only Lu Tan remained calm and said calmly, "Ouyang Mijian, you are the only biological child of Ouyang Xuan, the master of Yuantian Pavilion. You grew up in Yuantian Pavilion, and now you are the disciple of Master Huiming. No one can change it." He glanced at the crowd meaningfully, "Youtan Tang's family, that happened many years ago, no one needs to mention it again." Nobody needs to mention it.Of course Ouyang Mijian knew it.He clenched the Fengming Nine Heavens Sword tightly, raised his head slightly, and stared at the powerful and desolate inscriptions on the gate of the Yuantian Pavilion. But at that moment, Xiao Xie felt that there was nothing in his eyes.