Huang Ting

The Jade Rabbit bumped into Hu Xiuwu's forehead and penetrated like a mirage.

Then he was kicked out by the essence root, and fell back to the Kurezhu sheath royal sword at a faster speed than before. It swayed on the sword, the scarlet eyes turned into mosquito repellent eyes, and the two erect ears also drooped.

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Hu Xiuwu looked helplessly at the confused Jade Rabbit.

Even Mr. Hui doesn't dare to touch Naoshen Jinggen's brow, and you still dare to bump into him!

Little Rabbit, you are very brave!

Hu Xiuwu's hand glowed with golden light. He stretched out his hand to help the reckless little rabbit and stroked the little jade rabbit. The golden light splashed all over his hand.

Well, it feels average, just like touching a wire brush.

Hu Xiuwu looked calm on the surface, but thought silently in his heart.

Yutu shook her little head, and she could see that she was a little hesitant, but then she nodded firmly, as if to cheer herself up.

Then he raised his head and looked at Hu Xiuwu's head. His ears were like sharp swords, and his face looked like he was looking forward to death.

Hu Xiuwu:······

Seeing that the little jade rabbit was about to kick towards him again, Hu Xiuwu hurriedly grabbed her. The little guy was still not convinced and jumped like a grasshopper in Hu Xiuwu's hands.

Hu Xiuwu was helpless: "Little guy, what are you going to do?"

Jade Rabbit broke free from his hand, stood on the knife, and danced on the knife.

"Hmm...hmm...hmm, oh! I understand."

Hu Xiuwu's expression was serious, nodding from time to time, and then he made a fist with his right hand and knocked on the palm of his left hand, as if he suddenly understood.

Then he held the sword with a bamboo sheath in his arms, facing Yu Rabbit's eyebrows. She had preserved Yu Rabbit's forehead for thousands of years, but it had not faded. The still shining memory was precipitated and sent to Hu Xiuwu's Niwan Palace.

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The golden-scaled anaconda who was watching this scene scratched his head with the tip of his tail. He always felt that his head seemed to be itchy.

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In the eighth year of Kaiyuan, the Tang Dynasty was at its peak. In the city of Chang'an, all nations came to visit, showing the style of the heavenly kingdom.

South of Chang'an City, there is a simple Taoist temple in Zhongnan Mountain. The door of the Taoist temple is closed.

Outside the gate, there were several carriages parked, as well as the husband wearing various brocade round-neck narrow-sleeved robes and a fish charm and jade pendant around his waist.

If there are people who have lived in Chang'an for a long time and are well-informed here, they will be able to recognize that the gentlemen who have made up a rainbow here are all the sons of famous families in Chang'an.

Behind these people stood guards with Heng Dao at their waists, as well as many servants, and each of these servants held priceless gifts in their hands.

But the purpose of their coming here is not to ask for immortality, but to ask for the paintings made by the owner of the Taoist temple.

The owner of the Taoist temple was surnamed Wu and named Daozi. He was good at calligraphy and painting, and he was known as the master of painting and calligraphy. In the first year of Kaiyuan, Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty heard of Wu Daozi's reputation and recruited him to Chang'an as a doctor of internal medicine.

A few years ago, Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty ordered Wu Daozi to paint murals for Datong Hall. Wu Daozi painted five vivid, majestic five-clawed dragons.

Whenever it rains heavily, clouds and mist will appear in this painting in the hall, and the dragons and unicorns on the painting fly, as if they are about to burst out of the wall. The waiters serving in Datong Hall have heard the sound of dragons roaring from the mural.

If a stranger with a slightly lower cultivation level or a weak will is around the mural, he will be suppressed by the power of the dragon released by the mural, making it difficult to cast spells because of his obscure behavior.

Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty was very satisfied with this, and Wu Daozi became famous because of it. There are also rumors that Wu Daozi's paintings can ward off evil spirits and keep the family peaceful.

Therefore, the aristocratic families in Chang'an City all hope to obtain an authentic work of Wu Daozi.

Wu Daozi had no choice but to drink, and did not value gold and silver. He was even more annoyed by the people who came to ask for paintings, so he simply hid in Zhongnan Mountain outside Chang'an. Unexpectedly, these people chased him all the way here.

He simply closed the door tightly, not seeing anyone, not accepting anyone's famous assassins, hiding in a small house, drinking alone. If he hadn't been a doctor of internal medicine, he couldn't leave Chang'an too far. He really wanted to leave Chang'an and travel around the world.

In the Taoist temple, Wu Daozi lay lazily on the bed, raised his head and drank the wine in his hand. He felt very happy and relaxed.

This hazy weather is perfect for lying on the bed and sipping warm rice wine. It would be better if there weren't those noisy people outside the door asking for paintings.

Wu Daozi thought lazily,

While Wu Daozi was drinking leisurely in the house, enjoying the coolness of summer, suddenly a cool breeze blew into the house, carrying a peony in the wind. The peony floated into the house with the wind, and instantly scattered into several petals.

Falling to the ground.

What a superb swordsmanship, breaking flowers without damaging them at all.

Wu Daozi's eyes widened. He only knew one person with such swordsmanship. Wu Daozi quickly got up from the bed, straightened his clothes, and went out to greet the guests.

Squeaky!

The originally closed door of the Taoist temple was suddenly opened from the inside, and Wu Daozi finally came out of the Taoist temple.

The children of the wealthy family who had been waiting in front of the door swarmed over and introduced themselves in a flurry of words.

"Dr. Wu, I am Cui Dunlin of the Cui family in Qinghe. I would like to offer you a box of pearls to use as painting materials. I hope to get a painting by the doctor."

"Dr. Wu, Dr. Wu, I am Liu Deng of the Liu family in Hedong. I present you two boxes of gold beads and ask the doctor to use your skills!"

The prices shouted by these people were getting higher and higher, but Wu Daozi didn't even look at these people. He just stood in front of the Taoist temple and stared motionlessly at the road into the mountain.

Finally, someone among the people asking for the painting noticed Wu Daozi's strange behavior and followed Wu Daozi's gaze.

There is a man with sword-shaped eyebrows, starry eyes, majestic weapons, and heroic appearance, carrying a bamboo stick and walking slowly up the mountain.

Unlike those disciples from famous families who came to ask for paintings, he was dressed in mourning clothes, but inside he was wearing a brocade crotchless robe with a high slit at the hem, which was convenient for martial arts, and he was wearing Liuhe boots that only military generals would wear.

Obviously, Wu Daozi opened the courtyard gate just to welcome this extraordinary gentleman.

People seeking paintings gathered in small groups, whispering.

"Who is this gentleman, who can make an arrogant person like Wu Daozi open the door to welcome guests?"

"You don't even know him. He is Pei Min from the Pei clan in Hedong. I heard that his sword dancing is unparalleled in the world. When the saint entertained envoys from small countries at a banquet, he ordered Pei Lang to dance with his sword at the banquet."

"The dance of his sword was like that of Yi shooting for nine days and flying dragons. All the envoys at the banquet were frightened by the power of Pei Lang's sword and feared the power of the Tang Dynasty."

"After the banquet, the saint was very happy and specially promoted him to the sixth rank of Qin Xun Yi Wei Xiaowei."

Pei Min, no, it's Hu Xiuwu now. It was Pei Min's memory that Yutu just passed to Hu Xiuwu. He is now trapped in Pei Min's memory, transformed into Pei Min, and experiencing the time that Pei Min has experienced.

Wu Daozi saw Pei Min's figure and stepped forward to greet him: "Brother Pei, farewell to Luoyang. We haven't seen each other for a long time."

Wu Daozi once went with the saint to Luoyang, the eastern capital, where Pei Min danced the sword for the saint. Wu Daozi painted for it, and Zhang Xu wrote the inscription and postscript for the painting.

"What are you..." Wu Daozi looked at the shroud covering Pei Min's robe.

Pei Min dug his bamboo stick into the ground as a hand gesture, and bowed solemnly to Wu Daozi, saying in a hoarse voice:

"Brother Wu, my mother passed away last month. I came here today to complain. I hope to invite Brother Wu to go to Tiangong Temple to paint murals to save the souls of the dead and accumulate merit for my mother."

Then Pei Min straightened up, glanced at the gifts brought by those next to him, and said decisively:

"After the work is completed, Brother Wu's reward will be ten times that."

"Hahaha, when did I ever value these idiots?"

Wu Daozi smiled boldly, then looked at Pei Min and said:

"Farewell to Luoyang, I still have fresh memories of Brother Pei's sword dance. If Brother Pei wants to repay me, can you perform a sword dance for me?"

Pei Min pulled out the bamboo stick inserted into the soil, took off his mourning clothes, and shouted: "What's so difficult about this!"

Light flew out of the stick and flew into Pei Min's hand like purple lightning. Pei Min danced the sword for Wu Daozi in front of the Taoist temple.

It shines vertically and horizontally, and shines from left to right. Just look at the leap of this sword. It suddenly flies, the tiger roars, shakes the windlass, and shoots the bull. The sky is fierce and trembling, and it will not fall for a long time.

Moo!

In front of the Taoist temple, the sound of dragon roars was heard, and Pei Min strode forward and leapt forward, transforming into a swimming dragon in the wind, with scales, armor, beards and beards, just like a divine dragon appearing in the world.

Youyue Sword Technique·Jade Dragon Song.

The jade dragon hovering above the earth suddenly broke away from Pei Min's body, soared into the sky, rushed into the dark clouds, and scattered the dark clouds thousands of miles away. Then, like lightning shooting down, Pei Min held the sheath with his hand.

The hilt of the sword accurately fell on the scabbard and together with the scabbard formed a staff sword, shaped like a slender horse-zanting sword.

Pei Min held knives in both hands. The wind blew from the foot of Zhongnan Mountain, and he picked off exquisite knives along the way and gathered them around Pei Min.

Youyue Sword Technique·Gui Po Duan,

The sword energy around Pei Min condensed like a tornado. After the momentum on his body rose to a peak, Pei Min swung his sword to the sky. He placed his grief for his mother on this sword and swung it together.

Pei Min controlled the Extreme Sword with extreme passion, thus breaking through his own bottleneck and bursting out with unprecedented power.

In the eyes of the onlookers, a pillar of light rose from Pei Min's hand and went straight into the sky, seeming to knock open the door of Guanghan Palace nine days away.

Today the Sword Master is born, please go straight to Guanghan!

Youyue Sword Technique·Guanghan Lingxiao!

When the light beam dissipated, flowers scattered all over the sky like rain. The scenery was so beautiful that it made people feel like they were in a flower wonderland.

Pei Min swept away thousands of miles of dark clouds with one sword, picked flowers from the mountains, spread a ten-mile flower carpet, and invited Wu Daozi to come out of the mountain.

"What a Pei Min, what a win, what a song that reaches across the sea and into the sky!"

Wu Daozi was moved by this unparalleled sword dance, and when he saw the stunned person asking for a painting next to him, he suddenly felt teasing in his heart, and joked:

"Did you see that? If any of you is as sincere as General Pei, I will help him paint!"

Then he no longer looked at the ugly faces of those people, threw them behind him with a wave of his hand, and went down the mountain with Pei Min.