Beichen Sword Sect's Headmaster's Secret Records

Chapter 3 Maple Leaf Red

The child called Goudan slowly crawled over, but suddenly smelled the blood on the road, and immediately hid in the bushes like a wolf cub. It seemed that he had to be careful and observe for a while.

Daxiaoyan obviously knew his temper, smiled slightly, and greeted the others,

"Let's go into the mountains first."

Then the other six young men also stood up, wiped the sweat off their foreheads, and followed the leader, the big and small eyes, into the forest. The squinting swordsman who was left behind no longer looked at the two of them, pressed the hilt of his sword, turned around and walked away from the intersection.

Jianjia was still staring at the corpse of the white horse in a daze. Young Marquis Lu Yue looked at the pedestrians turning away and disappearing into the forest one by one. Suddenly, he was startled. He immediately came to his senses, quickly snatched the stone box from the girl's hand, gritted his teeth and rushed over. He rushed to the mountain pass with the sword box in his hand and shouted loudly,
"Our ancestor Shen Huai! A disciple of Beichen Sword Sect! He trained under Jiuyin Mountain! He was given a flying sword! Here is the evidence!

Disciple Lü Yue and cousin Jian Jia are being hunted by their enemies and are willing to join the immortal mountain to seek the truth!

Please have mercy on me, Immortal! Accept me as your disciple!"

After saying this, he held the stone box in his hand, slid to his knees, and kowtowed three times in a row.

Finally, his bet was right. As long as he got off his horse, Mimiyan didn't draw his sword to kill him. But the other party ignored him and went to the mountain gate.

For a moment, Lu Yue's heart fell into the abyss. He felt as if something invisible and intangible was flowing through his fingertips, and he would never have the chance to hold it again...

Suddenly, Lu Yue felt something light in his hand, and the stone box flew into the air. When he looked up, it turned out to be the man with the wide eyes, holding the sword again, dragging his feet, strolling back like a street urn, and put the stone box into his sleeve.
"bring it on."

Lu Yue was overjoyed and turned his head and said,

"Jianjia! Come and meet me..."

"Hey, just one."

Lu Yue was startled, and turned his head to look, only to see the wolf lazily leaning against the tree trunk, still looking at the grass nest over there. The wolf cub, like a cautious boy, said to him casually,

"We are full. You have your own sword, so we can only accept one more person."

"What……"

Lu Yue was stunned for a moment.

Jianjia reacted quickly, and carefully led the carriage to the mountain pass, handing over the reins.
"Young Marquis, if that's the case, you should go into the mountains. You are gifted with a natural talent, and with the many natural treasures that the Marquis has prepared for you, it will not be difficult for you to become a sword immortal.

Let’s say goodbye now. I will go to Jindu City to meet my mother and aunt. When you become an immortal and gain enlightenment, we will meet again someday…”

Lu Yue frowned, and suddenly thought of something. He got up and took out a box from the carriage and put it in front of the big-eyed swordsman.
"My senior brother, here are fifty pieces of Pibing coins, thirty taels of fishtail gold, bone forging foundation-building pills, tendon-strengthening and blood-melting pills, mystical soul-returning pills, ganoderma-clearing life-returning pills, and snow lotus soul-returning pills. They are all elixirs that have been refined to the sixth level or above. Please help me..."

But he didn't even look at him, he just looked at him sideways.
"Oh. You think you are going to the mountains to enjoy yourself, but you still bring a maid to serve you."

Lu Yue was a young marquis after all, and even more so a young man. He had never lowered his dignity to beg others humbly. How could he endure such provocations repeatedly? Not to mention that the other party's words were disrespectful to Jianjia. Blood rushed to his head and he was about to explode, but he saw that the other party's big eyes were still staring at the other side.

So Lu Yue also turned his head and followed the other person's line of sight. At this time, everyone else had already entered the mountain, so his sight naturally fell on the last beggar boy.

This Goudan, still lying in the grass like a dog, had not yet entered the forest, but his eyes were clearly waiting for him. Obviously, this was a child with spiritual roots and a predestined relationship with the Tao.

Having seen a lot of the world since he was a child in the Marquis' Mansion, Lu Yue also had an idea. He straightened his back, clenched his fists, and pointed at the boy.
“I have heard of the great name of Beichen Sword Sect for a long time. If disciples in the sect want to fight for the chance to become immortals, they will fight with real swords, regardless of life or death!

Since Guangxia Mountain is an outer mountain of the Sword Sect, I think it should act in accordance with this principle!
If I defeat that boy, can I take away his immortal fate and join him in the mountains to practice?"

Big and small eyes turned their eyes around, stared at him, nodded,

"Yes."

Seeing the other party's answer so straightforward, Lu Yue also nodded and clasped his fists,

"Okay! In that case, I will give the fate of this sword of our ancestor to my cousin Shen Jianjia. I will fight with swords into the mountains!

I won't rely on magic weapons to bully others, so I'll ask the Sword Sect to see my true ability! "Jian Jia finally reacted.

"Young, young marquis, fate is predestined, how can it be forced..."

Lu Yue turned his head, a soft light flashed in his starry eyes, staring at the girl's pupils, and said softly,
"Jianjia, I am no longer a marquis. After going through all the hardships and obstacles along the way, I have figured it out a long time ago.

No matter how difficult the road ahead is, no matter the ups and downs, life and death, we will be together."

"Xiao Hou...Yue, you, you better be careful..."

Jianjia was suddenly looked at by him like this, her face flushed for a moment, as if she had been electrocuted, her teeth were chattering and she couldn't speak, and her heart felt as sweet as if she had eaten honey.

Eyes wide and wide, "Tsk."

With the immortal fate in front and the pursuers behind, Lu Yue no longer hesitated. He decisively threw away his straw raincoat, took off his fur robe, and gave all the jade pendants and bracelets on his body to his cousin for safekeeping. He was left with only a single piece of clothing and a sword.

The sword was two feet and seven inches long, and its sheath was wrapped with dragon scales and python skin. With a clanging sound, the sword blade was unsheathed, and it rang in the autumn wind. The blade was as thin as a cicada's wing, and as sharp as a shining star, it danced in the wind, cutting the falling maple leaves in half, and the dew on them turned into ice. It was truly a divine weapon rarely seen in the world.

Lu Yue used his inner strength to shake the sword, and the sword immediately responded. The sword spine roared like a dragon, and a layer of white, mist-like air blade condensed on the blade. He then walked towards the boy in the grass nest with the sword in hand.
"My dear brother, I bear a deep blood feud and the expectations of my parents. I must bring honor to the Lu family and must not bring disgrace to the reputation of Lingwuhou Mansion.

This is really a gathering of fate, and I have no choice. If you voluntarily give up, you can take all the gold and silver, and you will not lose your wealth. Otherwise, the sword has no eyes, and I will have to rely on my hard-trained skills to snatch your opportunity..."

Before he could finish his words, the boy in the grass nest actually made the first move!

He was locked in by murderous intent and energy! He pounced like a wild beast with its fur standing on end, like an arrow that had been released from a bow, like a lone wolf that had strayed from its pack! He used all four legs to pounce directly at Lu Yue's chest! He exhaled all the breath that he had been holding in his chest all the way to Guangxia Mountain!

"what!!"

But although he came quickly, Lu Yue also exerted his strength, his whole body tense, and he tiptoed out at the first moment, using the sword moves passed down by the Shen family. He exerted his strength to swung the sword as thin as a cicada's wing in his hand, and with one sword he actually drew out three sword flowers, which went straight towards the beggar boy's face.

Then the beggar boy let go and threw a handful of mud in his face.

The moment Lu Yue closed his eyes subconsciously, the tip of the sword, which was as bright as light and shadow, was actually bitten by the boy!
Having lost his vision and feeling the resistance from the sword, Lu Yue's heart was startled. He immediately gathered his Qi and exhaled a breath of Taoism. Hissingly, his body accelerated in mid-air and flew away like a flying butterfly!

At the same time, a white light flashed on the sword, the sword energy surged, the internal strength shook, and he actually shattered the teeth with one sword, cut open the corner of the beggar boy's mouth, drew the sword and walked away, leaving a huge wound on his face. If it was half an inch deeper, half of his head would have been cut off!

So at this moment, the two of them changed their tactics and passed each other.

The beggar boy's face was disfigured and covered in blood. He was also dizzy and headache due to the internal force. He just lay on the ground coughing up blood, and his mouth was full of blood foam and broken teeth, it seemed that he was seriously injured.

Lu Yue stood under the maple tree with a sword in his hand and his back to the crowd.

The big eyes sighed,

"Good sword energy."

Hearing his praise, Jianjia's heart was relieved for a moment. Seeing the boy's face was bloody from the sword Qi, she couldn't help but persuade him,
"Hey, you'd better give up. The young marquis is gifted and works very hard. He has been practicing sword since he was six years old. He has been refining Qi for ten years and has bred a sea of ​​Qi that has become sword Qi. You can't win!"

Big and small eyes also nodded.

"Let's go, Goudan."

So the boy spat out blood again, shook his head, followed the big and small eyes, and crawled into the maple forest.

"Eh, eh?"

Jianjia was stunned. She turned around and saw the young man she had been thinking about lying face up under a tree, dead.

A line of Yin Hong's bloodstain on his heart spread across his brocade robe. His heart was pierced by a sword, as if it was stained by a red maple leaf.

(End of this chapter)