The Sword Named No Way Out

In the early morning of the next day, a young man in white and silver armor with a face like a crown of jade stood outside the door of Xuanji Hall, his brows were deeply locked, and he seemed haggard. determination.

The guard disciple finally couldn't help it anymore: "——What's wrong with you, Senior Brother Wen?"

This person was Wen Xiuyang. Hearing this, he let out a long breath, gritted his teeth and said, "It's okay." Then he stepped forward and opened the door with a stiff face.

The morning light passes through the green bamboo forest and through the black jade carved window, reflecting on the two people sitting opposite each other in the hall. Xu Shuangce remained expressionless and straight at all times. His ivory white robe was trimmed with black edges and embroidered with the golden Cangyang Zong emblem. The boy opposite him was about sixteen or seventeen years old, his profile was so transparent in the morning light that he seemed to be shining, he was stuttering and reciting a book, it was Gong Wei.

Wen Xiuyang didn't dare to raise his head, he stood still and saluted: "Sect Master, the disciple is here to be on duty."

Xu Shuangce didn't look at him, but waved his hand.

Gong Wei got up from the futon to salute his senior brother, but Xu Shuangce stopped him as soon as he moved: "I'll carry you."

Wen Xiuyang lowered his eyes and retreated to the side of the stone pillars in the hall, only to hear Gong Wei's "Oh", sat down and continued to endorse.

Probably Master Xu's deep affection and high hopes moved the heavens yesterday, and the stupid lover studied hard all night, and even memorized the first volume of "Dinghun Zhu" by heart. Although there were mistakes and omissions in the middle of the recitation, as long as Xu Shizun frowned slightly, the beloved disciple who was watching the words and expressions would immediately correct them automatically. After repeating this for eighteen or nine times, I finally stumbled to the end, and the last two or three sentences were too weak. After repeated corrections and procrastination for half an hour, I finally finished the recitation, and I breathed a sigh of relief.

Xu Shuangce said: "Although I can recite it, it's too unfamiliar."

Gong Wei just wanted to delay the time, and didn't want to be sent to Hanshan Prison by him for three to five days, so he immediately said: "I dare not let down Master's teachings, I have already memorized them last night, but now I see Master I was very nervous, so I lost sight of the other. My disciple will study hard for two days after returning home, and he will be able to recite the entire chapter of the first volume fluently. Please learn from me!"

Xu Shuangce frowned and asked, "Why are you nervous?"

Gong Wei solemnly said: "This is the reason why the Suzerain God deters people."

"But this suzerain is your master."

Gong Wei immediately said, "Yes."

"So as soon as you see him as a teacher, you should feel close to him. Why are you intimidated by God?"

"..."

Xu Shuangce said: "So it's still not diligent enough." There was a slight dissatisfaction in his tone.

"..."

Gong Wei stood still for a long time, but he was speechless.

"Master's eyes are like torches, this disciple really admires it!" He took a deep breath for a long time, kowtowed and said in deep pain: "The disciple just recited it strangely, there is indeed another unspeakable reason!"

Xu Shuangce said "Oh": "What is the reason?"

"My disciple studied hard all night last night. He was only thinking of living up to Master's hard work and high expectations, so he didn't care about eating or drinking. He didn't even have breakfast. I couldn't recite the first volume fluently just now. Because of the unbearable hunger, I just need to go back and eat lunch to ensure that it will be fine. Please learn from Master!"

The hall was silent.

"..."

Xu Shuang fixedly looked at Gong Wei, that face that never showed any expression remained calm, Gong Wei could even see his own reflection in his deep well-like eyes, and it took him a long time to hear him say:

"It makes sense."

If Wen Xiuyang just didn't dare to speak out just now, then the heart in his chest would stop beating now.

I saw Xu Shuangce stretch out his hand, and squeezed the formula of passing things for thousands of miles in mid-air, and then a silver-painted celadon plate in front of him suddenly flashed crimson light, and four big and round peaches appeared neatly!

With a soft ding, he slowly placed the porcelain plate in front of Gong Wei.

The peach skin is like jade, flawless, exudes an attractive fragrance, and it is not extraordinary at first sight—of course it is not ordinary. The peach grove outside Zongzhu Xu's bedroom is undefeated for four seasons, and the whole world knows that it was cultivated after whipping the corpse of Fahua Immortal Venerable!

Fahua Xianzun Gong Wei stared at these four peaches for a long time, was so moved that he couldn't look directly at them, and said for a long while: "Master, this disciple is full of fear, so I can't say anything..."

Xu Shuangce said: "No need to say more. Let's eat."

Gong Wei picked up a peach under the oppressive stare, and took a bite with trembling hands, feeling like swallowing his own flesh and blood.

— But when you think about it, there really isn’t much difference. Anyway, as long as Xu Shuangce finds out about his resurrection from the dead, he might end up worse than swallowing his own flesh and blood. Mr. Xu definitely has ten thousand ways to make him regret why he did it. come back alive.

He gnawed four peaches whole, and found that the fruit from the peach blossoms nourished by his own blood was actually more delicious. He couldn't help but feel even more distressed. He put down the peach pits and said, "Master, I..."

A piece of silver silk wrapped in the breath of white sandalwood descended on his head, just covering his wet fingers.

Xu Shuangce said, "Wipe."

Gong Wei held the silk silk of Sovereign Xu, as if holding an imperial decree oracle, and wiped his hands with difficulty.

"Are you full?"

If you are not full, there are thousands of peaches waiting outside, Gong Wei is very moved immediately: "I am full."

"Can you memorize properly now?"

"…can!"

This time, Master’s deep affection and high hope not only moved God but also his beloved disciple. The entire first volume of Dinghun Zhu was recited skillfully. The 200 frogs in the world reappeared in the world. It wasn't until Gong Wei finished reciting the last word that Xu Shuangce finally murmured:

"It's okay this time."

Not only is it acceptable, but for "Xiang Xiaoyuan", it has performed beyond the standard. Gong Wei remembered that he was taught to write by him in his previous life, no matter how good his writing was later, all he got was a cold "Fair".

He slightly opened his eyes and looked at Xu Shuangce, but he saw Xu Sect Master pondering for a moment, as if hesitating for something.

"That's all." He didn't say anything in the end, he just waved his hand and said, "Go and play."

A subtle strangeness flashed across Gong Wei's mind, but he couldn't tell whether it was what people call disappointment, so he bowed his head and said "yes", got up and took a few steps back, and said respectfully: "Senior brother, let me go!" La la." Then he turned around and briskly left the hall.

The wind came from a distance, with a few crimson peach petals rolling over the majestic Xuanji Temple like a fairyland.

The young man leaped over the threshold deftly, with his hands behind his back, his sleeves raised an arc under Xu Shuangce's focused pupils, and then disappeared at the end of the long white jade steps.

The hall was silent for a while, Wen Xiuyang stared at the ground under his feet, the muscles of his whole body tensed like a bow, and suddenly heard Xu Shuangce in front of him said lightly:

"Xiuyang."

"…Yes."

"I see that you seem to have something to say?"

The sound of the wind outside the hall stopped at some point. Wen Xiuyang felt his throat was tightened by an invisible wire, and it took him a while to hear his own dry voice saying: "...Reporting to the suzerain, this disciple has nothing to say."

"Is it?"

Every second seemed endless, and the clothes on Wen Xiuyang's back were permeated with sweat. After an unknown amount of time, Xu Shuangce's voice finally sounded from above his head again, word by word slowly and clearly:

"Then I will give you another jade pendant, be careful next time, don't break it again."

The breath of suffocation finally came out of Wen Xiuyang's throat suddenly, but fortunately, he bent his knees and said "Boom!" and muffled it, and said in a trembling voice, "Thank you, Sect Master!"

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Boom!

A stone floated three times on the surface of the water, creating a perfect circle of ripples.

Gong Wei is an honest person, Xu Shuangce asked him to play by himself, and he really went to play - if he didn't play, wouldn't it be impossible to go back and continue to recite the fatal soul-fixing bet?

The Xuanji Palace is horribly large. He never had a chance to go in and take a good look in his previous life. Only today did he realize that the inner hall part of it is simply a complex of buildings, with pavilions, towers, pavilions, pavilions, pavilions and corridors. Living on the top of the mountain all year round has nothing to do, so I guess I spend all day thinking about architectural design.

He walked and wandered all the way, wandering for half a day before reaching the end of the building complex, and further away was a deep mountain stream. A trestle bridge connects Tianchao, leading to the vast and uninhabited mountain range at the other end. Gong Wei was about to turn back the same way when he suddenly stopped.

In the light blue mountains in the distance, there is a faint glazed tile and silver cornice, and there are even buildings.

Gong Wei never knew that there was a palace hidden in the barren hills so far away from the Cangyang Sect, and it was facing Xu Shuangce's residence at a distance, showing a faint match. His first reaction was the mausoleum of the suzerains of the past dynasties. Immediately, his curiosity arose and he said that I only knew what kind of house Xu Shuangce lived in when he was alive. No one was there, so he walked onto the trestle bridge on tiptoe.

His pace was much lighter than that of ordinary people. After bouncing around for more than half an hour, his eyes suddenly opened up. I saw a huge palace located in the shade of the dry forest, with eaves flying on three sides, dragon hooks and phoenix drops, and the endless silver vaults under the dark sky, more and more quiet and gorgeous, but there is a sense of oppression.

The door of the hall was ajar, as if no one had been there for a long time, and the surrounding forest was so quiet that not even a bird's cry could be heard.

Gong Wei looked up at the palace with his hands behind his back, and a strange feeling suddenly surged in his heart.

This building is not like a shady house, but its format is too depressing, as if the builder wanted to use it to suppress something.

Which suzerain built the temple here?

What do you want to use it for?

He walked up the steps lightly, stretched out his hand and pushed open the hall door, a gust of wind followed into the hall, rolling up layers of crimson gauze, like boundless peach blossoms in full bloom in an instant.

The wide paulownia floor extends far away, and at the end is twelve screen doors separated by huge whale bones, which are currently open.

Gong Wei stopped in front of the screen door, looked around for a while, and felt that there seemed to be some violation, but couldn't tell.

He has seen Xu Shuangce's bed, which is spacious, hard and flat, as strict and cold as its owner's character; but in this inner room, there is a high bed and soft pillows, covered by light gauze, and a pen holder and rice paper on the sapphire table , there are all kinds of playthings displayed on the antique shelf, which is very interesting and very different from Xu Shuangce's style. There is also a set of twelve ancient paintings mounted on the ivory white walls, which are the Taoist legends that everyone has heard when Taoist disciples enlightened, "Picture of the Ghost Prince Greeting His Parents".

This set of pictures has obviously been around for a long time, and the overall color has faded and turned yellow. Gong Wei's eyes fell on the eighth picture in the middle, and his eyelids suddenly twitched.

The painting on that picture is a fiery little fox playing the suona, with a cute and naive attitude, so vivid that anyone who sees it will find it cute. However, some traces were abruptly sprayed on the lower corner of the scroll, dotted with stars, which have faded to dark red with the passage of time.

It was a mouthful of blood coughed up.

Gong Wei stood there suspiciously, the corner of his eye suddenly moved, and he saw something else shudderingly——

On the sapphire table under that picture, there is a very familiar short knife, the blade is still quenched with faint blue light.

It was the dagger that failed to kill Xu Shuangce on Shengxiantai sixteen years ago!

Mahayana masters are invulnerable to all poisons, except for the "Dharma Mantra of Mitong Yin and Yang Chaos" created by Fu Guimen decades ago. For monks in the Mahayana period, it is the only poison in the world who has seen blood sealing the spirit veins.

The Fu Gui Sect has long been exterminated, and its evil forbidden techniques have also been permanently sealed, but Gong Wei is the one who silently wrote all the dossiers with one pen. Back then, he used the poison of the underworld to assassinate Xu Shuangce but failed, and then the dagger disappeared. He thought it had been permanently sealed up in Xianmeng Xunshu Palace by Ying Kai, but he unexpectedly saw it again today.

Why is this most ominous blade here?

A chill rose from the bottom of his heart, Gong Wei took half a step back, suddenly raised his eyes to look around, and finally found out where the violation was.

—The beams, screen doors, window lattices, and even the couches in this temple are all carved with inconspicuous patterns. When you look closely, they are not ordinary decorations, but symbols of forbidden spells. The density of the number and the depth of mana are unprecedented , once all the forbidden spells are activated at the same time, even Daluo Jinxian can be trapped here to death.

This hall is not a yin house, but a huge cage!

"Who is in the palace?!"

Suddenly there was a shout from outside the window, Gong Wei turned around - there was someone here!

He thought for a while, without saying a word, and took two steps towards the corner. The voice outside the door didn't hear the answer, and when he spoke again, he suddenly became strict: "The formation at the foot of the mountain has been broken, has anyone entered the hall?"

"..."

"This is an important place for the sect, come out for me!"

Gong Wei was terrified in his heart, he was still on the spot and hadn't moved yet, he saw a sword light piercing through the gap between the window sills, slashing towards his face with great speed and strength!

Gong Wei flew back suddenly, but the sword light chased after him like lightning, forcing him out several feet in an instant. The gate of the palace was close behind him, Gong Wei frowned slightly, pinched the sword light with **** together, the poisonous snake-like sharpness seemed to have been pulled out of its fangs suddenly between the fingers, and was immediately surrounded by him—

The stern sharp edge lingered on his wrist and disappeared into nothingness.

Immediately afterwards, the palace door was knocked open with a bang, Gong Wei didn't struggle, and rolled down the steps directly in front of the visitors.

"who?!"

As soon as Gong Wei fell to the ground on his back, a sword pointed at his nose.

The person who came was a young man with a sharp expression, white clothes and silver armor, silver crown and hair tied up, the same attire as Wen Xiuyang, obviously one of the eight guard disciples handpicked by Xu Shuangce. He looked a little younger than Wen Xiuyang by two years, and he looked very upright, but his face was pale and gray, and the blue-purple blood vessels on his neck and the back of his hands were protruding, which was obviously the reason why he hadn't recovered from the severe cold.

Gong Wei remembered who he was, his expression changed like a magic trick, and he said excitedly and cordially:

"Chicken brother!"

"..."

"Don't you recognize me, brother chicken?!"

"..."

Wen Xiuyang's lowest-ranked junior brother, Sheng Bo, who is known as the "Sheng Shaxing" in Taoism, and who was pasted on his forehead by the head of the palace in his previous life—Sheng Bo, was released from Hanshan Prison yesterday, without knowing himself Just the chicken that was killed to show the monkey.

He stared blankly at Gong Wei, and asked suspiciously for a while, "Aren't you that outer disciple Xiang Xiaoyuan? What are you doing here?"

Seeing that it wasn't a villain, Sheng Bo's dangling sword tip moved half an inch away. Gong Wei slipped up and got up, wiped his face with both hands, and instantly became weeping: "Brother, I'm lost, and I don't know what happened. I came here after crossing a bridge, it was so dark inside, I was so scared, there was no one, I didn’t know how to get out…”

Sheng Bo is not easy to fool: "If you get lost, can you get lost here?"

Gong Wei said pitifully: "Brother, please don't tell the suzerain, I really can't recite that book. The suzerain said that I have to check it again at night, if I can't recite it, I will be punished and sent to Hanshan Prison, I will - I will -"

The atmosphere froze for a while, and Sheng Bo said in disbelief: "You want to hide?!"

Gong Wei covered his face and choked: "Oh."

Sheng Bo's forehead twitched violently, and he took a deep breath for a long time, and then he yelled: "Nonsense! It's a lucky thing for Sansheng to be checked by the suzerain himself. How dare you shirk and hide, and run around in the sect's important place! Where?!"

Gong Wei's movements froze.

He let go of a finger covering his face, peeped at Sheng Bo even more aggrieved through the gap, and said with a sob: "I, I heard that it is the mausoleum of the former suzerain..."

"Who said that? This is a forbidden place that was personally supervised by the suzerain 20 years ago, and no one has ever entered it except the suzerain!" Sheng Bo's tone was very fierce: "Everyone has known for twenty years that anyone who trespasses in this palace will be killed! "