A simple and unadorned long sword lay quietly in the box, its shape extremely smooth.
"Let's try it first."
Mu Huanhuan's beautiful eyes narrowed into crescents when she saw the young Taoist priest staring at the longsword. She said softly,""This sword was specially forged by a friend of Master's.”
"Master, are you that fast?"
Lin Xuan was puzzled.
"It hasn't even been two months."
"How can it be that fast?"
Mu Huanhuan pursed her lips and smiled." Actually, Master ordered this sword last year. However, it took a long time to forge it. It was only completed this year."”
"I'm quite touched."
Lin Xuan grinned and took out the long sword. After sizing it up for a moment, his expression became even more satisfied.
"Tsk!"
He pressed his thumb against the sword's hilt and exerted a little force. The long sword was unsheathed, and a cold light suddenly appeared.
Mu Huanhuan could not help but close her eyes. However, he did not seem to feel anything. His five fingers grabbed the hilt of the sword and pulled out the entire sword.
The sword was three feet and three inches long and less than three inches wide. It was longer than an ordinary sword, and its entire body was snow-white and translucent, without any dust.
He infused his Genuine Qi into it, causing the sword to vibrate and emit a low sword hum. There was no pause at all.
"Good sword."
He couldn't help but praise it. The more he looked at it, the more he liked it. Which swordsman in the world wouldn't like such a divine weapon?
At the base of the sword hilt, there were two small seal characters.
"Light Condensation!"
he read.
"Sister Huanhuan, this sword is definitely the work of a great teacher. Who exactly is Master's friend?”
Lin Xuan asked.
"Hehe, you can ask Master yourself.”
Mu Huanhuan shook her head.
With a leap, he rushed out of the pavilion with the Sword Condensing Sword in his hand. With a slash in the air, the Sword Qi roared and swept across 200 feet. It was as destructive as rotten wood and shattered the green stone that was several feet tall.
He circulated his Genuine Qi, and his sword moved with his heart. Rays of sharp Sword Qi wreaked havoc and drowned the bamboo forest.
The Pure Yang Sword Technique and the Sunrise Qi Sword were unleashed in his hands. The sword moves were continuous, and the cold light stacked on top of each other. The power was terrifying.
After an entire incense stick of time, Lin Xuan finally ended his sword test.
Just this Light-Condensing Sword alone could increase his strength by at least ten percent.
"Junior brother, you can slowly practice your sword. I, your senior sister, need to go back and rest.”
Mu Huanhuan stood up and stretched her waist. Under the cloak, her voluptuous figure was revealed. This was the true beauty of Wudang.
It was much more true than Lin Xuan's self-proclaimed title.
"Oh right, the Prince of Beiliang will arrive in two days. You must be more careful when you keep watch these few days.”
she reminded.
"Sister Huanhuan, don't worry."
Lin Xuan was confident,"With junior brother guarding the mountain, I can sleep without worry at night."”
"You have to practice in moderation. Don't tire yourself out.”
"Remember to light the fire at night. Be careful not to catch a cold.”
After saying that, he carried the bamboo basket up the mountain.
The winter night came very quickly. The snow gradually became heavier, covering the sky and the moon, and the wind was fierce.
It whistled through the forest, burying everything.
Lin Xuan continued to practice his sword until late at night. He threw two pieces of dry wood in and wrapped himself in a cloak. He leaned against the pillar of the pavilion and closed his eyes to take a nap.
Outside the pavilion, the snow was pouring down and the moon was dim, making it impossible to see far with the help of the weak fire.
At daybreak, two senior brothers came to change shifts in the wind and snow. Only then did he go up the mountain to rest.
Two days passed by in the blink of an eye. On the evening of the third day, it was dusk and heavy snow was falling. The mountains and outside the mountains were covered with thick snow. The deepest part was more than three feet deep.
The Heart Examining Lake in the distance was completely frozen. The mountains were white and covered in snow.
At the foot of Wudang Mountain, a thousand cavalry soldiers came in a mighty manner. Their banners fluttered in the wind, and their armor was cold. They tore through the wind and snow.
The heavy snow made it difficult to travel, so the cavalry was not fast. In the middle of this cavalry were three gorgeous carriages.
Each carriage was extremely spacious and was pulled by three strong horses. In addition to such a grand display, there was no one else in Liangzhou except for the local emperor.
Behind the two or three carriages, there were more than ten fully loaded carriages. They were bulging and the top was covered with felt.
The curtain of the second carriage was lifted, and a head popped out. Looking at the towering mountain not far away, he asked curiously,""Sister, is this Wudang?"
"That's right, this is Wudang."
In the carriage, other than the young boy, there were two women. One of them was the Second Princess of the Northern Liang, Xu Weixiong, whom Lin Xuan knew. As for the other, she was a little older than Xu Weixiong.
She was a young senior sister, but there was a hint of coldness in her eyes. Her eyes were looking at Wudang Mountain, and no one knew what she was thinking.
"Second sister, is the young Daoist priest called Lin Xuan from Wudang?”
The young man looked at Xu Weixiong. He was wearing exquisite clothes and a fox fur coat. The carriage was originally very warm. There was a stove under the carriage, but when the curtain was opened, the cold wind blew in.
The young man shivered.
"Yes."
Xu Weixiong nodded.
"Hmph, when we reach Wudang, I'll teach these two Daoists a lesson. I'll make sure they dare to bully my eldest sister and second sister.”
He waved his fist.
The woman who was originally lost in thought was amused. She looked at the youth with a doting gaze and said,"Wudang is a big sect. Besides, we're going to burn incense and pray for blessings.”
"Besides, Daoist Master Wang of Wudang Sect is a top-notch expert in Taoism. If you bully his disciples and junior brothers, Daoist Master Wang will be unhappy.”
"I'm not happy that they bullied Eldest Sister and Second Sister.”
The youth snorted coldly.
"When the time comes, I'll bring 500 elite soldiers up the mountain and see who dares to stop me.”
"Wei Xiong, why do you look unhappy today?”
The woman looked at Xu Weixiong beside her and her red lips parted slightly.
"What's there to be happy about?"
Xu Weixiong's face was cold.
"Giggle!"
The woman pursed her lips and smiled." You? Others may not know, but as your elder sister, how can I not know?"
In the past, in this world, there were not many men who could enter your eyes, let alone talk about them.
However, ever since he came to Wudang two years ago, he remembered the name of the young Taoist priest.”
"I'm just holding a grudge."
Xu Weixiong retorted.
"It's you, Big Sister, who's been longing to come to Wudang. Now that you've finally gotten what you wanted, why are you so sad?”
"Worry?"
The woman shook her head and did not say anything else.
The carriage gradually moved further and further away, heading towards Mount Wudang. The wind and snow roared, and the world was covered in white.
The carriage stopped on the path in front of the mountain gate.
A man in his forties alighted from the first carriage. His face was weathered, and one of his legs was crippled.
Wearing a thick cotton jacket and a black robe, the middle-aged man raised his head and looked at the towering mountain in front of him. He smiled and said,"It's been a few years since I last came."
Then, he turned to the rider beside him and said,"Set up camp on the spot."
"Come and hold your brother's hand."
The man shouted at the second carriage.
The two daughters and one son of the Xu family got down one by one. The young man got into the carriage and quickly pulled a yellow-haired barbarian down. Only the third carriage did not move.
The family of five led the three hundred guards and stepped onto the small path, heading towards the mountain gate.
"Father, why don't you bring more people? Three hundred is too little.”
The young man rolled his eyes and suddenly said.
"Why did you bring so many people?"
"This is Wudang," the crippled middle-aged man said with a smile.”
Walking along the bluestone path and treading on the snow, he vaguely saw a bamboo forest with a stone tablet beside it.
There is a pavilion behind the bamboo forest
There was a young Taoist priest sitting cross-legged in the pavilion with his eyes closed.
"Sister, is that guy the stinky Taoist priest who bullied you?”
After the young man asked, he lowered his head and looked left and right. In the end, he picked up a stone and hid it behind him.
in the pavilion
Lin Xuan opened his eyes and took a step forward. He stood on the stone bridge and said in a low voice,"Soldiers, stop."
His gaze fell on the crippled middle-aged man.
That Ren Tu who was so fierce that he could stop a child from crying.
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