In February and mid-spring, the grass grows and orioles fly.
At the top of Kunggang, the sea breeze blows on your face.
…
Something seems wrong.
Kungang Snow Mountain has never seen the sea in all eternity, but here in Jianzhou, there is a sea.
Among the mountains, the water is full of waves. Who dares to say that it is not the sea?
In the middle of the sea, on a small island that can be called "Jianzhou" Island, the flowers are blooming and the popularity is booming.
Long Yuan put a lot of thought into it.
There is a mountain in the center of Jianzhou Island. On the south side of the mountain, on the side facing the sun, there have long been carved jade railings and countless flowerbeds, where rare flowers and plants from all over the world are planted. Those flower fences have obviously been carefully designed by master craftsmen, not only making all kinds of flowers and trees of different colors full of vitality, but also clusters of flowers, higher and lower, matching each other, complementing each other, neither being messy nor overshadowing any one plant or branch. Even the fragrance of the flowers is enclosed by the railings. There is only a faint fragrance in the air, and the fragrance is never too mixed or strong. Only by getting closer and smelling carefully can you smell the unique fragrance of the flowers.
Beyond the flower fence is the venue, which is vaguely divided into three areas. But it is not blocked by a fence, but separated by two clear streams, each with tables and chairs. Even in the most compact seating area, the tables and chairs are clean and tidy, and the furnishings are well-proportioned without being cramped at all. There are vases on the seats and one or two flowers that fit the occasion, just like a Qionglin banquet in the imperial garden.
However, human areas pale in comparison to regions and sky areas. Especially the sky area, which is as big as the human area, has only twenty-four seats, one per seat, but every two seats are close to each other, just like yin and yang fish surrounding each other, adjacent to each other. A total of twelve pairs of seats are distributed in a semicircle around Qingxi River, which neither loses order nor feels alienated. There is an open space in the center of the semicircle, presumably reserved for the pulpit.
Just by decorating the venue, it can be seen that Long Yuan has put a lot of effort into making people feel at home. Even though the clouds were overcast before the banquet started, when we arrived at the venue, the sun shone and the flowers were scented, the whole house became intoxicated and happy.
In the morning, everyone in the human area took their seats first. As they took their seats, there was melodious music playing, which was relaxing and soothing. However, there was no band at the scene, and I don't know if it was ever played. When everyone arrived at the area, everyone took their seats, the music rhythm accelerated, and streams of water spewed out from the clear stream, like lotus flowers in bloom, which was a flower fountain.
When people enter the sky area, the music rhythm is more lively, high-spirited and intense, adding to the joy and encouragement. Outside the fountain, countless petals fall from the sky, blowing gently in the wind, like a dream.
"The sky is filled with flowers, and the ground is filled with golden lotuses... the imagery is pretty good."
Tang Zhao admired in his heart and was ushered in by a young woman. The Talisman Sword Masters in the Tian District are specially guided by someone and enter in order. Even everyone will play a new song when they enter. The style of the music is different. They generally cooperate with everyone and give everyone time to focus their attention. . When Tang Zhao entered the arena, there was thunderous applause, and many Talisman sword masters stood up and clapped and cheered. Obviously, his halo has remained dazzling in the past two days.
Under the focus of everyone's attention, Tang Zhao was nervous at first, then gradually calmed down, stopped looking away, and gradually relaxed his gaze, taking in all the surroundings. He saw senior brothers and acquaintances in the sky area, friends and strangers in the human area, and even more powerful unfamiliar warriors not far away. His eyes swept over them, but theirs followed him.
This feeling of being the center of attention is like a light on your back when you are not used to it, but once you are used to it, you gradually become immersed in it.
After sitting down, Tang Zhaofang calmed down and nodded to Wu Yunfei at the next table.
At this time, the venue changed to another kind of music, the rain of petals stopped, but a circular path of petals spread around, like a carpet.
The music is more solemn and elegant. The sound of Huang Zhong and Da Lu seemed to be mixed with the dragon's roar, and countless mist rose from the water. The mist became tangled and turned into white clouds. The clouds twisted into a high platform, standing on the clear stream. There were dragon patterns on both ends, which was very gorgeous.
Tang Zhao suddenly remembered the dragon-shaped cloud floating in the sky when he first arrived in Baicheng. It seemed that there was a talisman to make clouds in the dragon abyss. As the saying goes, the wind follows the tiger and the clouds follow the dragon. This is how Long Yuan can control the clouds.
As the clouds condensed into a stage, several people came out from behind to take their seats. I heard a wave of applause, and I don't know who started to applaud. Anyway, the applause was very neat, and Tang Zhao couldn't help but follow it a few times.
Is this the distinguished guest on the podium?
Oh, and acquaintances.
Tang Zhao saw the most familiar young man at a glance and smiled softly, feeling a little bit as expected. But then he saw the person next to him and was startled.
That seems to be...
"when--"
As soon as the golden bell rang, a man walked up to the stage, dressed in a formal dress and perfectly groomed. It was Qi Yuheng, who said loudly: "Comrades and friends, the spring breeze is blowing in February, and the flowers are blooming in Jianzhou. Here we are full of vitality. , in these prosperous days, welcome to the quadrennial Mid-Spring Talisman Fair..."
There was thunderous applause, Qi Yuheng's voice was clear, and after speaking a series of welcome words, he introduced the distinguished guests on Baiyuntai.
"First of all, I would like to thank the Prince of Snow Mountain for coming to Fu Hui. Long Yuan is flattered."
"Wang Fei", who was dressed in gorgeous clothes, gave a slight greeting. All the Talisman Sword Masters didn't have time to applaud and quickly stood up to salute.
The prince of Snow Mountain Prince is a serious royal family with golden branches and jade leaves. Although the royal family is now in decline and there are imperial decrees that do not leave the capital, the royal power is still there. The emperor is still the emperor and the lord of the country, and the royal family is still a high-ranking nobleman. What's more, the Snow Mountain King is a local king and has real power, which is not comparable to other princes. Although the Talisman Sword Masters were arrogant, most of them came from good backgrounds and were well-educated and knowledgeable about etiquette. There were not many deviants from the traditional ways. Especially in the Central Plains, which was not as good as the marginal states of Liang, Yun, and Ling, they still recognized the imperial court. I dare not lack etiquette towards this prince.
The prince raised his hand to support him, smiled and said goodbye, looked at Tang Zhao extra, and nodded slightly in greeting.
Qi Yuheng breathed a sigh of relief. Long Yuan was originally from the former Yamen, and he was more in awe of the imperial power. After introducing this unparalleled distinguished guest, he continued: "There is a distinguished guest here, the master of Long Yuan Beichen Palace."
The old man next to him stood up to greet him, and Tang Zhao secretly thought: It was indeed him.
This palace master is obviously an acquaintance, the same palace master he has seen in his memories!
Two hundred years ago, he was the palace master, and two hundred years later, he is still the palace master! Compared to his memories, he is only a little older, but his energy is still quite good.
Has Master Beichen lived for such a long time?
Isn't he the ninth generation Beichen? Longyuan was established only a few hundred years ago, and it was passed down to the ninth generation. Each generation lasted only a few decades. Why didn't he pass it on to the next generation?
It's not impossible. Although a swordsman can't add much to his lifespan, a hundred years is about the same. But when you reach the swordsman level and above, you can gradually live longer. Isn't it surprising that an ordinary swordsman can live for three to four hundred years?
So, the realm of this palace master must be very high, right?
"Zhang Shousong, the great elder of the Kunyu Sword Sect."
"The Supreme Elder of Donghua Sect..."
"The eminent monk of Lingtai Temple..."
"Taiyue Sword Sect..."
Most of the people in the high seats at the banquet were high-level officials from large sects who came to watch the ceremony, so they could sit together with the master of Beichen Hall. Most of these major sects were martial arts sects, but their level was much higher than the one Tang Zhao received in the invitation. For example, the Kunyu Sword Sect is clearly the sect of the Kunyu Lower Court, so they set up a mountain gate on Kunggang. Every year, the Lower Court harvests hundreds of thousands of people, and only a few can be selected to join the Kunyu Sword Sect.
All the sword sects in the world are top-notch sects, and most of them are even mysterious and hidden sects. Because to be called a sword sect, there must be a swordsman inheritance among them. There are many swordsmen, swordsman masters, and even swordsmiths who are worshiped, and swordsmen are stably produced from generation to generation. There are even some sects that are inherited by the Sword Immortal and have the legacy of the Sword Immortal. Even if there are no top masters for a while, no one dares to look down upon them.
These large sects are not in the ordinary world, and most of them only hear their names but never see their people. Except for the local Kunyu Sword Sect who attends the talisman meeting all year round, the others who come to cheer are specially to cheer for Long Yuan. This is also a way for Long Yuan to show his connections. .
Of course, in terms of power, the seven major forces themselves are not inferior to these sword sects, but they are all juniors, so they sit at the bottom. If there is an elder or leader, they can also sit on the stage.
After introducing the distinguished guest, Qi Yuheng asked the distinguished guest to say a few words. The Prince of Snow Mountain did not speak, so the Master of Beichen Palace stood up and spoke first.
Tang Zhao was listening below, and he listened politely at first, but he didn't expect that the other party's speech became longer and longer, and he gradually became drowsy. He had to pinch himself to wake up. His position was really not good. He was right under Yuntai's nose. There were acquaintances on the stage. If he fell asleep, it might not be good.
The Master of Beichen Hall kept talking, as if he wanted to take out all the words he had accumulated over the past two hundred years of sealing his sect. He was just talking about the general trend of the Fu Sword Master world, the future of Fu Shi, and bragging about his sect. By the way, I would like to give a shout-out to the young talents present. Tang Zhao heard his name several times, and suddenly became excited in his daze.
When Master Beichen finished speaking, everyone applauded warmly. Then take the first tea break. The maid served tea and fruit, and everyone chatted casually.
According to the process, the communication link will be carried out below.
Tang Zhao became nervous, his lips moved slightly, and he saw a disciple approaching and said: "Sword Master Tang, are you ready?"
Tang Zhao was startled and said, "Shouldn't the wine ceremony be the first to talk? Should I arrange it in the afternoon?"
The first day of the communication session of the Fuhui was the theme communication. Jijiu went on stage first to give a theme lecture. It took an hour or two to talk. Tang Zhao waited until he was almost finished and then went up to talk about his own. Why go there so early in the morning? ?
By the way, didn’t you see the sacrificial wine on the stage just now? Shouldn't we also be sitting on the podium?
He also wanted to see what the sacrificial wine covered in crocodile skin looked like.
The disciple looked troubled and said: "Master Jijiu suddenly felt unwell and was still resting. He temporarily moved to the last one. You can start first. The master of the hall knows that it is difficult to start the show, so he will go on stage and talk about a little trick to warm up the show. Then you go up. It’s best if you talk for a little longer. If the sacrificial wine can’t be there, everyone will have to fill up the time.”
Tang Zhao pursed his lips, and felt more and more disgusted with the sacrificial wine and Long Yuan. He wanted to change the order at the same time and leave the trouble to others. I don’t know what went wrong this time. Could it be the festival bar again?
However, by now, he had all the manuscripts in his stomach. Finishing the talk early would relieve him of the heavy burden, so he did not refuse. Then let’s get started——
The cry of the young phoenix.
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"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he meets someone he knows, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
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Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possessing the memory of a previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, making him frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.
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