Chapter Seventy-Three Swordsmanship and Provocation
Like the other four mountains, the top of Langshan Mountain is also a large training ground, which is subdivided into three venues. The east one is very clean, and the entire ground is composed of a single piece of granite. Compared with the other two venues
, the area to the east seems much empty. And there are also many people.
They only come here when two people are sparring.
Except for the east area, the rest of the area is separated from the north to the south. It is filled with huge stone locks, bronze figures, wooden swords and other props. Generally, the disciples who come here are practicing external skills and swordsmanship, so no one would be stupid to put them here.
Two soft cushions to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
When Siyu arrived at the top of the mountain, Ximen Zhangsun was still in the crowd, gesticulating with a long wooden sword. It seemed that he wanted to regard the air in front of him as something, and slashed with great anger.
Since the gang fight incident, his father's attitude towards him has become much colder. What puzzles the eldest grandson is why Jianqu is still living a prosperous life. Even his grandfather Ximen Chen personally delivers medicine to him.
, but he, an innocent young man who had not committed incest, suffered such cold treatment.
So the eldest grandson is very unhappy now. He wants to step on everything he sees, and at the same time he mutteres two vague pronunciations in his mouth.
In fact, he himself didn't know yet, but all of this was caused by the three thugs he hired pretending to be smart. What he never expected was that two servants who usually walked with their heads down would suddenly appear in the team.
He was a super pervert, and it was only by chance that he saw through his carefully arranged "foreign aid" tactics.
Although Langshan Mountain is not as high as Jianshan Mountain, it is estimated to be about 200 feet away. For ordinary people to climb it, it would not take a long time to climb up. But since Siyu recovered his skills, his physical strength has been greatly improved, and he does not need to rush at all now.
By using internal force, one can maintain the same speed as ordinary cultivators.
In just one stick of incense, Siyu had already seen the top of Langshan Mountain, not counting the time he wasted looking at the scenery on the road. Xiaosan followed behind and disappeared after a while. He probably saw another little bird.
The animal went to hook up with him. Siyu didn't care much about its "private life".
The further up he went, the louder the sound of weapons hitting his ears became. Thinking about the person he was going to see soon, Siyu's heart was churning with excitement. With a leap, the winding and upward mountain road in front of him had reached the end, and his eyes suddenly became brighter.
There were many people on the top of the mountain, all of them were disciples of Ximen wearing green robes. Siyu tried his best to open his eyes wide and slowly search among the crowd. After a circle, Siyu gave up the idea of overestimating his capabilities.
If you want to find your loved ones in a crowded place, there is a very simple way: shout.
"Brother——"
Jing, almost everyone stopped the weapons in their hands, turned around and looked at Siyu over there, and then there was the sound of everyone's jaws falling to the ground.
The unhappy grandson in the crowd once again "accidentally" broke a wooden sword. At this moment, he heard a very familiar voice.
With a sense of disbelief, Changsun turned around and saw that man.
Changsun squinted his eyes: That man was slightly shorter than him, but his body was very slender. His muscles were not plump, but they were well-proportioned and streamlined. A brand-new Ximen Taoist robe perfectly presented all of this.
When it came out, it seemed perfect without any flaws.
Changsun followed his gaze upwards and finally saw the fair face with a shy smile.
A strong electric current hit his heart, and Changsun's heart twitched, and all kinds of emotions suddenly surged into his mind. The Thousand Swordsman's Sword Song had long since disappeared without a trace. At this moment, Changsun only had two other things in his mind.
words:
"Si...yu!"
When Changsun roared, the people around him immediately remembered who the smiling young man in front of them was. Amidst the many incredulous looks, discussions gradually started:
"Did you see clearly that it was the trash from the Ximen family?"
"Shh~~~~ Keep your voice down, he is now the patriarch's direct disciple, and he has been on Sword Mountain for four years!"
Having been the direct disciple of the clan leader for four years on Jianshan Mountain, these two sentences alone are enough to make a waste become extremely noble.
"Damn, that kid is so lucky. I haven't even been to Jianshan a few times. This kid has been going there for four years."
For a time, there was a lot of discussion on the top of Langshan Mountain, and the topic of discussion was that lucky boy-Ximen Siyu.
At this moment, the male protagonist that everyone is talking about is having sex with his elder brother, the eldest grandson. It can be seen that the relationship between the two is really deep. After four years of separation, the child has become a little man now and can't help but say a lot more.
Got up.
"Siyu, it's so good to see you. Look, you've lost a lot of weight."
Changsun held Siyu's strong arms up and down with his two big hands, but said the opposite thing in his mouth.
Feeling the unpretentious affection in his brother's eyes, a certain emotion in his heart slowly fermented. Siyu's eyes began to turn red. After a long time, he only said: "Brother!"
The eldest grandson looked at Siyu and suddenly sighed: "Xiaoyu has grown up, it's time to get a wife!"
Listening to her elder brother's joking words, Siyu burst into tears and laughed. Siyu looked at her elder brother's chin covered with moss, with a happy smile on her face.
"Brother, it's too noisy here, let's go back."
Changsun looked at the chattering crowd behind him and nodded. The two of them were about to separate from the crowd when they heard a burst of rapid footsteps down the mountain.
Jianqu led his two confidants and walked quickly towards the mountain. When he saw the figure of his eldest grandson, the smile on his lips deepened.
"Oh, it turns out to be Brother Changsun. We said goodbye a month ago. Are you okay?"
Jianqu took the initiative to greet his eldest grandson shamelessly, not knowing who was beaten into a pig's head a month ago.
When the people around saw that Jianqu was coming, they immediately expected that something good was going to happen again, so they quickly took a step back quietly, pretending to be passers-by A, B, and C, and secretly looked at the people on both sides.
Jianqu looked at the reaction of the crowd and raised the corners of his mouth even higher. Since he had a "discussion" with his eldest grandson a month ago, the family situation has changed slightly again. Ximen Chen does have some authority, but he just said a few words.
If so, the disciples within the family would no longer dare to participate in such "group" activities.
Because Jianqu was the injured person that time, not only did he not receive criticism, but he was also personally questioned by his grandfather. This kind of treatment made him want to raise his tail to the sky. In addition, the past two days were calm, so this
Leng Touqing, who is unhappy when he doesn't cause trouble, is a bit boring. It happened that a close acquaintance came to report today, saying that he had seen Siyu, who had not been seen for four years. After hearing the news, Jianqu immediately brought two people to Langshan.
, just after seeing Siyu who had grown taller, an idea immediately came to his mind.
"Oops~~~~Look who this is? Isn't this our 'big idol' Siyu!"
Jianqu's words were full of sourness, but he saw that Siyu was not angry at all, but just looked at him with a slightly funny look, which made him disgusted.
Siyu didn't say anything. The eldest brother next to him didn't want to do it anymore. The eldest grandson rolled up his sleeves and said, "What's wrong with standing up to your grandpa? You didn't get beaten enough last time, did you?"
Jianqu stretched out a finger and waved it in front of his eldest grandson: "Brother eldest grandson, please pay attention to your language, otherwise grandpa will inevitably be unhappy."
As soon as everyone heard Jianqu's words, they started talking again. After Jianqu's incident, he also omitted the title of the clan leader and directly called him grandpa. The meaning of this made many people feel uncomfortable, including the eldest grandson.
Siyu smiled softly and still ignored him.
Seeing Siyu's slightly disdainful eyes, Jianqu felt furious, "This loser dares to look at me like this?!" Jianqu was furious in his heart, but he still couldn't say the words.
Seeing him smile slightly, he actually cupped his fists towards Siyu. "I heard that my brother Siyu has made great progress in his four years at Jianshan. He is completely different from before. As an elder brother, I also want to ask my brother for advice.
two."
Everyone snickered when they heard this. This Siyu had always been treated as a joke within the family. The elders also thought that he was a piece of rotten wood and could not be carved into anything. It was not known which nerve Ximen Chen had broken before he accepted Siyu.
.However, even if the patriarch personally teaches, it is impossible to carve a piece of rotten wood into a beautiful vessel.
And Jianqu wants to compete with Na Siyu now, isn't he obviously bullying Siyu?
"Jianqu, if you want to call me, there is no need to bully my brother." Changsun once again stood up to defend his brother, and everything seemed to be back to the past.
Siyu smiled and grabbed the angry brother beside him, turned around and squinted his sword with a frivolous smile: