Super Elation Under the Sun

After a hot pot meal, many things were resolved, and the days were quiet again. From the early morning of the second day, Li Fuyao began to look at the sword books brought back from the Tibetan sword building by the window, just like those days in the past. Yufu practiced swords very diligently. After going down the mountain, he had a much closer relationship with Li Fuyao. These days, Li Fuyao answered all the things he didn't understand in sword practice.

There were things that even Li Fuyao hadn't figured out, Li Fuyao went to ask Chao Fengchen, so that both of them would benefit from their kendo.

Because there was a fight at the gate of the mountain before, the new disciples who entered Xiaoyi Tower from their apprentices wandered around the bamboo building for three days. If you want to try your luck, see if Li Fuyao can look at them and teach One and a half tricks.

At first Li Fuyao didn't think there was much, but when he discovered that there were more and more people, he felt a little funny. Finally, he greeted Xiaoyilou, and the talent was much less.

Feng Lu went to the hot spring every day, and finally made Li Fuyao feel that something was wrong. One morning, he followed the donkey to look over there, only to realize that many women were bathing in the hot spring every day. Donkey thoughts.

Secretly shook his head, when I was about to leave, I was seen by many female disciples. I thought that those female disciples would be shy, but who knows that those female disciples who can speak the word "woman" can completely match the shyness Not above, after seeing Li Fuyao, everyone's eyes were smiling.

Instead, Li Fuyao had hot cheeks and hurriedly left the hot spring.

Back at the bamboo building, Li Fuyao continued to read and drink tea by the window.

Yufu is a must for hot pot, and tea is also great.

Many days have passed since this tremor. The heavy snow disappeared and everything on the Ganhe Mountains recovered until Li Fuyao heard the cicadas scream one day.

Time is a good thing.

During the period, Zhao Fengchen passed Li Fuyao's method to cover the sword energy. The effect was the same as the talisman that Dean Ning sent before, but it did not have the effect of absorbing the sword energy. It could only prevent ordinary people from seeing the foundation of Li Fuyao.

It was a little bit of something that Li Fuyao had lost.

In a blink of an eye it went from deep winter to early summer.

The Blue Silk Realm was still the Blue Silk Realm, and I didn't take a step forward, but there was always something to gain.

Li Fuyao closed the book, drank the tea made by Yufu, thinking about other things.

Yu Fu whispered behind him: "Master, Chang Lin is here again."

Li Fuyao came back to his senses and frowned. After that kid entered Xiaoyi Tower, his progress was extremely fast. It was only half a year, and it was far beyond the realm of those disciples who worshipped into the mountain gate with him. Now it is for him to go. Walking the rivers and lakes, I’m afraid that no wufu can say that he can beat him, but that’s it. Since last month, he wanted to go down the mountain to avenge him. First, he found Liu Ning, his nominal master, and asked for it. The idea of ​​going downhill.

How can Liu Ning dare to make an admonishment? It was the leader Zhao Fengchen who asked him to practice swordsmanship personally. This is enough to show the leader's expectations of him. Now he has some skills, but if he just puts down the mountain like this, he will be What if someone kills?

Because of this concern, Liu Ning simply pushed the trouble to Li Fuyao. Chaofengchen retreats all day long, occasionally appearing only in the Hidden Sword Tower. It's hard to find the trail. Except for the head, the second highest place on the mountain is Li Fuyao was stunned, so the incident was pushed on Li Fuyao, and he couldn't fault it.

Li Fuyao thought for a while, and said calmly: "Same as before, fight back."

Blocking is not as good as sparse. If you blindly block Chang Lin, you will block him sooner or later. Therefore, Li Fuyao made it clear to Chang Lin as early as last month that when he hit Yufu, when he could go down the mountain.

Yufu's sword practice time is not much earlier than Changlin, but I don’t know why Yufu’s sword training is much faster than Changlin. Now he has stepped into the first stage, and has truly embarked on the road of cultivation, the entire Ganhe mountain. , Can beat Yufu, except Liu Ning and Ye Zhou, only the old swordsman Tong Yunkui, of course, this must be to exclude Chao Fengchen and Li Fuyao.

Yufu covered her mouth and smiled: "The slave servants can't hold back the heat now."

Li Fuyao said solemnly: "This sentence, others say, I believe, you say, I definitely don't believe it!"

Yufu smiled slightly, did not say much, and left with the sword.

Her sword was chosen by Li Fuyao in the Tibetan Sword Tower himself, and it was called Zhu Yan.

Li Fuyao originally thought that the saber had to be chosen by himself, but who knew that Yufu had gone a few times and failed to pick a suitable one. On the contrary, Li Fuyao went once and found this handle from an old bookshelf. Zhu Yan, whose sword spectrum was pressed on her body, took one sword per person, and he saw it right on the spot, which made it into a sword for Yufu.

After half a stick of incense, Chang Lin left the bamboo building with bruises, and Yufu returned to the bamboo building to add new tea to Li Fuyao.

Li Fuyao took a sip of tea, took out the sword case, took out the Qingsi sword in it, put it on his lap, and raised the sword as usual. Li Fuyao closed his eyes, but suddenly, Qingsi began to tremble slightly, and the sword air in the bamboo building Diffuse.

In the trance of the fish, it seemed that a huge white fish could be seen repeatedly tossing and wandering in the sea of ​​clouds outside the window. After a while, the white fish soared up again and turned into a huge white bird, soaring in the sky, soaring everywhere.

Yu Fu had to speak out when he was frightened, but fortunately, he reacted quickly and covered his mouth with his hand to prevent Li Fuyao from disturbing Li Fuyao. Even a few days after he walked on the road of cultivation, Yu Fu knew it. Some things that quack takeover knows.

Some things, if Li Fuyao's previous efforts were abandoned because of her, she would regret it forever.

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When the white fish turned into a white bird appeared in the sea of ​​clouds on Ganhe Mountain, Chao Fengchen walked out of the quiet room and looked up at the sea of ​​clouds.

Except for the Yufu who has been beside Li Fuyao, perhaps only Chao Fengchen can see some clues on the entire Ganhe Mountain. The rest of them either see anything or even want to see it.

When Fengchen walked out of the quiet room, the hanging sword came to a cliff somewhere, feeling the sword aura on the other side of the bamboo building, and suddenly smiled: "Back then, Xu Jiguan was so majestic and magnificent. There is really nothing beautiful on the rivers and mountains, and it can be done like this. Xu Ji's eyes are not flowers at all."

Looking at Li Fuyao by his aptitude alone, he is not above average, but in fact, if he is only looking at Li Fuyao by his aptitude, he would be really biased. As Bai Zhihan’s sword, the Qingsi Sword was chosen for Li Fuyao for no reason. It's not easy.

Seeing the talents who are accustomed to sword embryos, will the people who choose Qingsijian again be ordinary people?

Chao Fengchen knew very well, so a few days ago, when the two Taiqingjing entered Xiaoyi Tower, he deliberately left time for Li Fuyao. With a talisman and a holy pill, he killed the two Taiqingjing Li Fuyao. In Chao Fengchen's eyes, it was pretty good.

Chao Fengchen couldn't help but put Bai Zhihan in the place where Li Fuyao was, and found that if Bai Zhihan meets these two monks in the Taiqing realm, he would need at least one holy pill to hang one for him. Life, the rest is really unnecessary at all.

With a sword in his hand, Bai Zhihan, who dared to say that he can go anywhere in the world, although not a sword fairy, his style will not be lost.

Chao Fengchen thought of Chao Qingqiu. After that guy became a sword fairy, the most boring thing in these years is that there is no one who can be compared with a sword. He becomes a sword fairy. He is the only one among the other swordsmen in the world. Chao Qingqiu's opponent only had to look through the names that were destined to only exist in the books.

Could the sword of sword spirit swept the eighty thousand li Sword Fairy Willow Lane a battle?

Is the female sword fairy Xie Shen my opponent to Chao Qingqiu?

What about Lu Changyan and his ilk?

Bai Zhihan and I, Chao Qingqiu, started practicing swords at the same time. Who would become a sword fairy first?

A peerless sword fairy, living a lonely life, no matter how you look at it, it is a bad thing.

Thinking of this, Chao Fengchen suddenly smiled and said: "Chao Qingqiu, your terminus is so high, it's really boring."

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Luoyang City, it was another sunny afternoon.

With Luoshui hanging from her waist, Cheng Yusheng came to the simple alley without any problems, and stood in front of the remote courtyard for a long time, looking down at the two pots of orchids.

As early as last year, the girl he liked had left Luoyang City, but even so, Cheng Yusheng liked to come here from time to time. He is now worshipped by the Criminal Ministry of Luoyang City, and has a gift from His Majesty Luo. Shui, there is even a small official who holds a knife on his body, and he is very comfortable.

The Cheng family in Nancheng had the imperial concubine in the palace, and the sound of Cheng Yu outside the palace was greeted. No matter how you look at it, in Luoyang City, the Cheng family is probably one of the most stable families except for the royal family. Since then, the Cheng family It's hard to fall.

Because he was unwilling to enter the academy to practice, he left Luoyang City to travel through the rivers and lakes. After years of returning to Luoyang City, he became Cheng Yusheng, who was worshipped by the Ministry of Justice. His temperament has not changed much, and he is still licentious. Under circumstances, even if someone knew that Cheng Yusheng was the youngest of the Cheng family in Nancheng, he would not think he was a monk on the mountain.

Cheng Yusheng pushed the door and entered. Wang Yanqing, who had been blind for many years, was playing against Gu Shiyan, the first chess player in Yanling. Chun Shui sat aside. Every time Gu Shiyan dropped a chess piece, she whispered a sentence and saw Cheng Yusheng pushed the door in. Gu Shiyan raised his head and glanced at Cheng Yusheng. Then his eyes fell on the wine he was holding. Cheng Yusheng said helplessly, "Master Gu, you have never won before, and you still come here from time to time. Mr. Yan Qing plays chess, don't you find it boring?"

As a Yanling chess player, Gu Shiyan has a respected status and is regarded as the number one player in Yanling in the eyes of the world. However, this national player has never won against Wang Yanqing. Very few people know these things. But since Cheng Yusheng had also received the plaque enshrined by the Criminal Ministry, and he came to Wang Yanqing to drink from time to time, it was no secret.

Gu Shiyan was not at all irritated. He just took the wine jug and took out the wine glass in his arms by conjurers. He pours a glass on his own, and then sighed: "This wine piled with silver is not fragrant. What a bullshit!"

After Cheng Yusheng sat down, he jokingly said, "Mr. Yanqing doesn't talk much every time he drinks, Master Gu, are you talking so much that you can't beat Mr. Yanqing in chess?"

Gu Shiyan waved his hand and laughed: "On the chess road, I Gu Shiyan will force all the chess players in the world, and Mr. Yan Qing will just overpower me."

After all, it is Wang Yanqing's unparalleled nonsense on chess.

Cheng Yusheng waved his hand helplessly, poured a glass of wine for Wang Yanqing, and smiled: "Mr. Yanqing, drink!"

With Cheng Yusheng’s spoiler, there is no need to continue this game. Gu Shiyan knows anyway that this will not beat Wang Yanqing no matter how he plays, so I don’t feel tired of Cheng Yusheng’s sudden appearance. .

Gu Shiyan is Yanling’s chess imperative. On weekdays, he is the most leisurely. There is no boss above him. Except for the emperor’s imperial decree, no one can mobilize him. Therefore, there is "Gu Zizai" in Yanling's court. According to Gu Shiyan, a non-party Gu Shiyan, he has few friends in Luoyang City, except for Wang Yanqing, who is also a teacher and friend, that is, Cheng Yusheng, who has only been with each other for half a year.

Wang Yanqing drank a sip and smiled and said, "I heard from the Criminal Ministry that you have not been in Luoyang City for half a month. Where have you been?"

Cheng Yusheng is an unstoppable temperament, he likes to run around when he has nothing to do. On weekdays, he comes to Wang Yanqing for a drink. When Wang Yanqing wants to be quiet, Cheng Yusheng will not disturb him. During this time, Cheng Yusheng liked to wander the countryside outside Luoyang.

This time I returned to Luoyang City only a day ago. When Wang Yanqing asked about it, Cheng Yu didn't conceal the slightest sound. He smiled and said, "I packed up a few mountain spirits, and then followed the dart board for half a month. "

Upon hearing this answer, Gu Shiyan glanced at Cheng Yusheng with disgust.

I probably think that Cheng Yusheng is so worshipped by the torture department, no matter how he goes to walk the darts, the price will drop.

Wang Yanqing nodded, and didn't think Cheng Yusheng had anything to do with it. Although the monks on the mountain are all on the same road, they have their own ways to go. They don't have to be the same, and don't be afraid of the same. Anyway, just feel good.

Drinking wine, the three of them chatted, not knowing why, they talked about this year’s imperial examination. Gu Shiyan raised his eyebrows and smiled: “This year’s imperial examination is very interesting. A group of big Confucian students, who are only well-known in daily life, He couldn't bring the champion back home, but he was caught in his hand by the young man who walked out of a remote place."

Wang Yanqing said calmly: "There are also capable people in the mountains and wilds. Don't underestimate them. I am used to being above the top in the usual days. If one day suffers, the impact will be profound."

Gu Shiyan laughed, "Mr. Yanqing is right, but it is really reasonable."

The two scholars chatted and talked about those things. Cheng Yushen didn’t like to listen. So after he finished drinking the wine he brought, he got up and left. Wang Yanqing didn’t keep him, but just walked out of the little boy after Cheng Yusheng. After the hospital, he said a word.

"I knew that it was such a stumbling block, so how could I never know each other before."

The voice was so small that the drunk Gu Shiyan couldn't hear it, but Chun Shui heard everything in his heart.

He blushed involuntarily.

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Walking out of the small courtyard, Cheng Yusheng put his hand on the handle of the Luoshui knife subconsciously, wandering aimlessly, but I don’t know why, but he went to a certain alley again. Cheng Yusheng glanced at the small courtyard at random. The little girl he was sitting on the threshold eating candied haws had spent most of the time at the Zhanxing Building since she started practicing swordsmanship. He hadn't seen her for a long time.

The last time I saw her, the little girl grew a lot taller, holding the snow-white Xiaoxue and beckoning him in the distance. At that time, Cheng Yusheng was eager to leave the city and didn’t stay there, but that’s why they have spent the past two years. The only time we met.

The old is the same, but the hearts of the people are changing.

After sighing, Cheng Yusheng pushed the concealed wooden door and walked into the small courtyard. He stood in the courtyard and looked at the wonderfully growing peach blossom tree. He was speechless for a moment. He thought of the girl who liked peach blossoms.

I also know that the girl who likes peach blossoms will not think of him.

In this way, it is really melancholy.

Although Cheng Yusheng likes you Ye Shengge, it is my Cheng Yusheng's business, but I didn't get a response, and I didn't get the love of my sweetheart. If you don't care, it's all fake, and you can't stand up at all.

Cheng Yusheng sighed again, walked out of the yard, thinking about going to the wonton shop to eat a bowl of wontons, only to close the door, and saw a thin old man with the same waist hanging knife appeared not far away.

The old man was not tall, but he was never short, with a short knife hanging from his waist, standing opposite Cheng Yusheng like this, making Cheng Yusheng feel completely silent, the only one in front of him was this old man.

The old man looked at the sound of Cheng Yu with his hand on the handle of the knife, his expression unchanged, and he did not rush to speak.

Cheng Yusheng frowned and looked at the old man with a knife. He put a lot of pressure on him just as he stopped there. Cheng Yusheng could judge that the old man could never be an ordinary martial artist.

The old man took a step forward and suddenly smiled: "Cheng Yusheng, don't even have the courage to draw a knife against the old man?"

Cheng Yusheng was thinking that I have no grievances with you, why do you have to draw swords?

This idea was born, and a majestic sword aura was born in front of the old man.

The rain is coming and the wind is full!

Cheng Yusheng sounded like an enemy.

The old man walked forward like a stroll in the courtyard, then took out a simple gourd from his waist and poured a few sips of wine in his mouth.

Cheng Yusheng Luoshui was in the sheath and couldn't get it out.

The old man was almost in front of Cheng Yusheng.

After drinking a few sips of wine, Cheng Yusheng finally took out an inch of Luoshui, but his face was as pale as paper.

In Luoyang City, only a few people know that the highest level of cultivation is Mr. Changgu, who is trapped in the Star Picking Tower.

Mr. Chang Gu has only made one sword in more than a hundred years.

Cheng Yusheng was fortunate enough to have seen it, but the power of that sword was far worse than today.

The old man with a hanging sword, holding a wine gourd in one hand and pressing the handle of the knife with one hand, came to Cheng Yusheng and asked with a smile: "Your ineffective master, didn't you tell you that he has a senior?"

Brother? !

What brother? !

Cheng Yusheng was under the pressure of the sword at this moment, so there was no energy to think about other things.

The thin old man lost his anger, looked at Cheng Yu's voice, and said in a low voice: "The old man's surname is Chen, and his name is a drink."

Chen wine? !

Cheng Yusheng's face turned pale instantly as if struck by lightning.