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Chapter 217 Burnt Bone Peony

At night, Xuanhu City, main hall.

Sitting high in purple clothes in Tantai, he closed his eyes and meditated.

The Five Swords Alliance has lost Ruyin City, and all the disciples of the five sects have retreated to Xuanhu City. But even though there are nearly ten thousand disciples in the city, Tantai Ziyi still cannot feel at ease.

Tantai Ziyi was not worried about his own safety, but worried that the Tuoba family would launch a large-scale attack on Xuanhu City and then let the Sword Alliance disciples stain the city with blood.

Yuan Shouzheng left. After the master gave up his ancestral land in Qiushui Sword, he became depressed, his old illness relapsed and he passed away.

The departure of the two masters seemed to have removed the bones of the Five Swords Alliance, leaving young Tantai Ziyi a little confused. In addition, the Li Gang became more and more noisy, and from time to time they would sneak into the city and cause trouble.

In the current situation, the Five Swords Alliance alone cannot hold off the Li Gang and the Tuoba Family. Tantai Ziyi needs to find more allies to jointly defend against the enemy. However, the last Green Forest Conference not only failed to be held, but also caused casualties among the Jianghu comrades.

heavy.

Now I am afraid that no one dares to mention the words Green Forest Conference, and even if they are mentioned, no one will respond. But the more this happens, the easier it is for the Li Gang to defeat them one by one.

Once a vicious cycle starts, it is difficult to stop it. Tantai Ziyi knows it, but there is no good way. She misses that kid who is full of bad ideas. If he is here, he might be able to find another way...

Thinking of Li Taiping, Tantai Ziyi couldn't help but think of the rumors in the world.

Recently, there have been many martial artists passing through Xuanhu City, and they often gather in small groups to talk about the Sword-making Mountain.

Most of these people are slightly famous people. They talk about Zhujian Mountain because they want to try their luck in climbing the mountain. Maybe if they catch the sword from the saint, they will become the son-in-law of Zhujian Mountain.

You know, in these days of war and chaos, if you can find a big backer, you will have peace of mind. Besides, what man can't be jealous of the beauty of Jiutian Flying Fox?

Only a master can catch a sword from a saint. But there are several masters in the world, and there are a few who would climb a mountain to catch a sword for a woman.

Obviously, the sword of the Sword Master Zhang Yajiu is just for show, and more depends on the saint's eyes to see people. Since you use your eyes to see, you may be looking at the right eye, and the opportunity will come.

Tantai Ziyi's beautiful eyes opened, and she stood up suddenly. She had already made a decision, she wanted to climb the mountain. Of course, she was not going to pick up the saint's sword. She was taking advantage of the big events in the world to find a way out for the Five Swords Alliance.

When Tantai Ziyi wanted to go to Zhujian Mountain, the first person he found was not the other sect leaders of the Five Swords Alliance, but Yuan Kewen, the sole member of the Yuan family.

When the boy saw Tantai Ziyi, he knelt down and became a dull gourd, but did not speak.

Tantai Ziyi was shocked by Yuan Kewen's actions, because the Five Swords Alliance did not teach the ceremony of kneeling and worshiping.

"Kewen, why do you need to be like this? Come up and say something if you have anything to say."

Yuan Kewen couldn't afford it and didn't say anything, which made Tantai Ziyi confused.

Before the battle in Ruyin City, Tantai Ziyi didn't know much about what kind of person Yuan Kewen was, but after the battle, she knew.

This is a silent young man who cherishes his words like gold.

He used his silence to tell everyone that he was working hard and desperately trying to become a person like his grandfather Yuan Shouzheng.

In one year, Yuan Kewen used his sweat to earn the respect of the disciples of the Five Swords Alliance.

A madman and a fool. This is Yuan Kewen in the eyes of the disciples of the Five Swords Alliance.

A person's transformation may only require one thing.

Whenever Yuan Kewen closes his eyes, he will see the old man standing in the bloody water in the pouring rain, smiling at him. Practice, keep practicing. Even if you eat and sleep, if it delays your practice, then don't eat.

, not sleeping.

Tantai Ziyi stared at her bloodshot eyes and said with a bit of sadness in her heart: "As long as I can do it, I will promise you. Now tell me why you kneel."

Yuan Kewen said firmly: "I want to climb the mountain."

"You want to marry Jiutian Feihu?"

"No, I want to climb a mountain to become a disciple."

Tantai Ziyi shook his head: "I can take you there, but you should know that the saint only has nine disciples."

"I'll be the tenth one."

A year ago, Yuan Kewen's words could only have been a joke. Speaking of them now, they give people some hope.

He set out as soon as he said he wanted to. Early in the morning, in front of the Suspension Bridge in Hucheng, Tantai Ziyi saw the Sikong Sect Master waiting there with an expressionless Shi Wufan.

"It's time for young people to go out and see the outside world. They always guard one-third of an acre of land, but they don't know how big the sky is and how vast the land is. Besides, if you have a follower, you can take care of them."

Tantai Ziyi nodded, and the three of them walked across the suspension bridge and looked back at Xuanhu City and the people at the top of the city.

When Tantai Ziyi saw those expectant eyes, she knew that the burden on her shoulders during this trip was very heavy, so heavy that she could hardly breathe.

There are more than 10,000 disciples of the sect, plus hundreds of thousands of ordinary people. Her thin shoulders carry the future of these people. She has to overcome obstacles, find a way to survive in troubled times, and lead them to live well.

The three of them took the official road, entered the dense forest, and climbed over mountains and ridges. Along the way, they encountered robbers, saw poor women who were homeless and raising their children, and helped a sick and helpless old man.

Shi Wuxiang rarely leaves the sect, and even if he does, he only goes to Xuanhu City to buy some necessities. Now that he has seen more, he understands the suffering in the world and how difficult it is for Tantai Ziyi.

A woman can make Xuanhu City a hundred miles around, with smiles on everyone's faces, food in their mouths, and clothes on their bodies. It takes a lot of sacrifices and sleepless nights to achieve all this.

Si Kongmen practices Buddhism and takes it as his own responsibility to help the world and save the people. Keshi Wuxiang discovered that there is only a little he can do.

He gave relief to those who did not have enough to eat, one meal, two meals, or even three or five days, but in the future, more people would come.

Now he knows why the master asked him to go out of the Sukongmen and see the world. He understands.

One person, one faction, or one place cannot change the great cadres. If you want to change the great cadres, you need more people and more voices. Only by bringing these people together and speaking out together can there be hope.

Accompany the leader to Zhujian Mountain, help the leader persuade the saint, and unite more people.

He was willing to help the woman in front of him bear more, even if it cost more.

The three of them had no dangers along the way, and finally arrived at the weapons town at the foot of Zhujian Mountain more than a month later.

The town is not big, but now it is home to thousands of warriors. The weapons shop has been temporarily converted into an inn where you can rest.

The town inn is different from the inns in other places in Daqian. There are swords hanging in front of every house. It is easy to stay in the inn. You just need to pick two weapons and buy them.

The three people in Tantai Ziyi wandered around the town, but returned to the weapons shop at the entrance of the town. Since they were buying swords and staying in the store, they had to buy a decent one.

Although the sword made by the white-headed man is not the best in the town, it is the most eye-catching in the town.

It looks good and is easy to use. This is Pulsatilla's unique skill. Others want to learn it but can't.

Painting a tiger's skin is harder than painting its bones, and some things cannot be imitated. For example, there are many painters in the world who paint beauties, but none of them can compare with the ten beautiful paintings of the eldest son of the Cui family.

Pulsatilla is a good talker. After all, it is not an easy task to make that little girl from Mu Pinshan happy.

"All flowers are blooming, but the peonies are not blooming. When I see you, I think of the story of the scorched peony."

After hearing the words of the white-headed man, Tantai Ziyi looked ashamed, shook his head and said: "The little girl dare not compare it to the burnt-bone peony. The master has praised it."

Yuan Kewen on the side asked curiously: "What's the matter with Jiaogu Peony?"

When Tantai Ziyi saw Yuan Kewen and Shi Wuxiang looking at her, she couldn't help but smile and tell the story of the Burnt Bone Peony.

There once was a queen in Daqian who ordered all the flowers to bloom during the birthday banquet. The flowers bloomed instantly, competing for beauty, but only the peonies did not bloom. The queen was furious and drove the peonies out of Daxing and sent them to the eastern capital.

Strangely enough, when the peonies arrived in the Eastern Capital, they bloomed into beautiful flowers. The queen was furious and ordered people to burn the peonies.

The peony was burned to charred bones in the flames, but still refused to yield, and then bloomed into extremely beautiful flowers.

Since then, the world has admired the peony's noble and unyielding integrity and praised it as the "scorched bone peony".

"How can I, wearing purple clothes in Tantai, be compared to a peony with burnt bones?"

But Shi Wuxiang, who rarely spoke, said: "The leader is worse than the Scorched Bone Peony. In Wu Xiang's eyes, no woman in the world is as good as the leader."

The white-headed man squinted his eyes and smiled slightly: "The granddaughter of the fallen scholar, the leader of the Five Swords Alliance, should be the Scorched Bone Peony. The little old man has fought with a sword, but he has never thought that anyone is worthy of it, but today, the little old man I know, its owner is here. Leader, please wait a moment."

The white-headed man turned around and left, and soon returned to the shop with a long wooden box in his hand.

"If the leader likes it, he will give it to the leader."

Yuan Kewen took the wooden box and slowly opened it. He saw a lavender sheathed long sword lying in the box.

The sword was unsheathed, and there was a phoenix. In the dazzling light, a wisp of purple lingered.

Tantai Ziyi likes it very much because the man and the sword go well together and complement each other.

"Master, the little girl likes the sword very much. Please give me a price."

But he saw the white-headed man shaking his head and saying: "It's a gift as promised, and it's a gift. How could the little old man go back on his word?"

Seeing Tantai Ziyi's hesitation, the white-headed man couldn't help laughing and said: "We are destined to meet each other, so I give you the sword. If the alliance leader feels guilty, he can ask for a few words from the shop that his grandfather gave to the little laoer."

"The swordsman has a white head."

Tantai Ziyi burst into laughter, nodded and said: "Master wants a letter, and the little girl promises to get it from him. However, the money that should be given must still be given, and Ziyi does not dare to smear the reputation of the Tantai family."

Seeing that his goal had been achieved, the white-headed old man laughed happily and said: "No matter what the leader gives, it is always more. How about one tael of silver."

The calligraphy written by Tantai Da Ru was specially written for Pulsatilla's shop. I'm afraid money can no longer measure its value.

With these four words, the weapons of the Pulsatilla family will have golden signs and will be famous throughout the ages.

The three people in Tantai Ziyi stayed in Jianweng Baitou's shop, and half a month passed in a blink of an eye. During this half month, Tantai Ziyi was not idle. She was so busy that her feet never touched the floor...

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