Chapter 210: Grandmaster
Chapter 210 Uncle Master
The sound of the piano disappeared, the air waves dissipated, and the strong wind blowing in the woods, the swaying trees, and the rustling trunks and leaves also became quiet with Yun Qiyou's sword.
In the darkness deep in the woods, after a while, the hoarse old voice came out again, with only four words.
"One sword of heaven and earth."
Yun Qiyou's body fell into the grass outside the woods. She did not rush into the woods immediately. The mysterious man in the woods had a high level of Taoism and strange Taoism. This was the only one she had ever seen in her life.
I heard my mentor say before that there is a magic that can transform sound waves into Taoism and attack others, but it has been lost for many years.
If she read it correctly, the mysterious man in the woods used this weird magic to form sonic air waves. Facing this mysterious and unpredictable master, Yun Qiyou, who had always been cautious, immediately put on a defensive posture.
She said slowly: "Who are you, Your Excellency?"
In the dark woods, the mysterious man's old voice sounded again, but he did not answer her words, but said: "The sword in your hand is Zhan Chen. I didn't expect that Zhan Chen, who has been treasured by Yujizi for two hundred years, would be passed on to a person who only has You are a young female disciple in your twenties, you are indeed very advanced, and Yu Jizi is very discerning. No wonder the Cangyun Sect has been kept in order and prosperous by him over the past few hundred years."
Yun Qiyou stared into the darkness and asked slowly again: "Who are you?"
The mysterious man said slowly: "A passer-by in this mortal world is not worth mentioning."
Yun Qiyou snorted coldly, put his whole body on guard, and walked into the woods step by step.
The paused piano music sounded again, like flowing water on a small bridge, warm and gentle, but Yun Qiyou's expression became more solemn.
In the sound of the piano, the mysterious man said: "You are here to find the young man named Ye Xiaochuan."
Yun Qiyou approached the source of the sound step by step and said calmly: "Your Excellency knows quite a lot."
The mysterious man said: "When people get old, they always know many things that young people don't know. We are the enemies of three lives and seven generations. This is the fate of you and Ye Xiaochuan, and also the fate of Wu Feng and Zhan Chen. You are the seventh In this world, whether you can change your destiny depends on your ability."
Yun Qiyou stopped, his eyes brightened, and said, "What did you say?"
The mysterious man seemed a little surprised and said: "Why, when Yu Jizi taught you the Chen-Zhan Chen Divine Sword, didn't he tell you the secret of the Chen-Zhan Chen Divine Sword?"
Yun Qiyou's expression changed rapidly. She really didn't know much about Zhan Chen's origins. She only knew that this sword was inherited by Cangyun sect's first generation founder, Cangyunzi, and was given to the seventh disciple, Fairy Qingluan.
Fairy Qingluan relied on this sword to defeat the leader of the Demon Sect, Yue Zhiyin. From then on, the Demon Sect began to fall apart. However, when Fairy Qingluan emerged, she once sealed the Chen-Zhanping Divine Sword at the bottom of the ice pool of Cangyun Gate. , and I have repeatedly warned that future generations of disciples must not easily break the seal of the divine sword until the moment of life and death of the sect.
Eight hundred years ago, the strength of the Cangyun Sect was greatly reduced. In order to frighten other sects, the head of the Cangyun Sect and the Elder Sect considered it over and over again, released the seal of Zhanchen, and asked for this sword.
But Yun Qiyou didn't know where his ancestor got the Zhanchen Divine Sword. He once asked his mentor Jingshui, but she had only a vague idea.
Until a few months ago, during the Cangyun Fighting Competition, Ye Xiaochuan appeared with a strange magic weapon. Every time when Ye Xiaochuan's magic sword was unsheathed, Zhan Chen would obviously feel something. Even once, Zhan Chen actually Unable to hold back, he rushed out of the scabbard.
Later, several times, Yun Qiyou felt that her state of mind would be temporarily controlled by the divine sword. She felt sadness for no reason, and even shed tears uncontrollably.
Yun Qiyou had doubts in his heart, fearing that the mysterious magic weapon in Ye Xiaochuan's hand had an unknown story with his Zhan Chen.
It wasn't until this moment, when I met this mysterious old man in the dense forest late at night, that I was sure that the edgeless sword in Ye Xiaochuan's hand was indeed related to his own Chenchen Sword.
The more she thought about it, the more her heart sank.
Ever since I met Ye Xiaochuan, it seems that my state of mind has changed a lot without knowing it. I have never looked at any man in the world with new eyes, but this Ye Xiaochuan always seems to make me miss him.
The ethereal sound of the piano still came slowly, and the sound was lingering, like an ignorant girl standing under the peach blossom tree on the bank of the stream, looking into the distance, as if waiting for the return of her lover.
She slowly raised her head and saw no one, only the sound of the piano.
She asked for the third time: "Who are you?"
As if to answer her question, a soft wind blew from the woods with the music of the piano. The surrounding leaves made a rustling sound. Yun Qiyou looked up and saw that the scenery in front of him had changed. Under the pine trees In the middle of the forest, there is a very quiet pavilion with a wooden body and thatched roof. It must be some years old and looks very bleak and dilapidated.
This pine forest is three or four miles northeast of Hanyang City and connects to Langya Mountain more than ten miles away. It is not a deep mountain forest, and the thatched pavilion does not look like it is inhabited by people, but is just for people to rest and enjoy the cool air.
At this moment, in the thatched pavilion, a white-haired old man was facing Yun Qiyou, and the faint sound of the piano sounded as his fingers moved, as if he was integrated with the night.
Beside the old man, there was a three-foot-seven-inch broad sword leaning against it. There was no scabbard. A faint cold light slowly flowed from the sword, and its spiritual power was compelling.
The swords used by women are usually two feet and seven inches long, while those used by men are usually three feet and one inch long. A three-foot and seven-inch long sword like this is very rare.
This old man is Yun Yazi, the senior of Cangyun Sect whom Ye Xiaochuan and Baili Yuan once met at the dock of Xifeng City. As for the long sword, it is naturally Wushuang, one of the three great weapons of Cangyun Sect.
According to seniority, he should be the highest in Cangyun Sect now, and Yu Jizi has to respectfully call him Uncle Master.
The old man that Yun Qiyou saw, perhaps because she herself is a master of swordsmanship, her eyes quickly fell on the long sword next to the old man.
Suddenly, she seemed to think of something, her expression changed rapidly, her mouth opened slightly, and she was obviously very surprised.
She hesitated for a moment, but still walked towards the thatched pavilion, but her eyes were always on the long sword.
When she got close, she stopped about ten feet outside the thatched pavilion. With the help of the moonlight, she finally saw the sword clearly.
She suddenly raised her head and looked at the withered old man who was playing the zither leisurely. Her cool eyes were full of brilliance.
Then, she knelt down, leaning on the sword with her left hand, and bowed down in front of the old man. She said in a trembling voice: "I am Yun Qiyou, the disciple of Master Cang Yun Jingshui. I pay my respects to Master Uncle Yun."