one
A month passed in the blink of an eye. Xie Xiangcai had been taking care of the hundreds of swords in the sword-raising pavilion these days. He nourished some osmanthus swords according to Feng Xin's instructions, but the other party seemed to have forgotten that the sword was in his place. No one came to pick it up.
Xie Xiangcai finally had a few hours of free time in the morning.
The young man was dressed in a white shirt, leaning on a stone bench, drinking osmanthus wine secretly brought from outside the school.
He vaguely remembered a poem called "If you want to buy sweet-scented osmanthus and drink wine together, it will not be like a youthful trip." However, he is still in the best youth situation and cannot fully understand the meaning of the poem.
For a moment, Xie Xiangcai had a whim. Is there a secret method in this world that can make people stay young forever?
If it were true, what a wonderful thing it would be!
You can go wherever you want, do whatever you want, be carefree and do whatever you want.
While drinking, he suddenly got excited and reached for the sword at his waist. The sword suddenly came out of its sheath.
Prime Minister Xie couldn't help but clicked his tongue. This Fengyun Sword had been at odds with him for several days, and he finally pulled it out today.
He put his feet on the ground, his body flashed several times along the path, and finally arrived at the martial arts hall.
In the sword training hall, several students were holding heavy copper swords, dancing with difficulty until they were sweating profusely.
Xie Xiangcai clasped his hands behind his back, one of them holding the Fengyun Sword, pacing back and forth with the students, occasionally leaning over the sword to help the young man practicing the sword adjust his movements.
Although this sword-handling elder is very young, all the young people present are convinced by him. Even those who are not convinced have been beaten into submission by this young elder who seems to have a "good temper".
After the students fiddled with it, Prime Minister Xie cleared his throat, climbed up to the high platform at the front of the sword hall, and casually pulled out a few sword moves.
"These postures are the most basic. Let's continue practicing. After half a year, we will continue to learn."
Xie Xiangcai smiled and the students under the high platform complained a lot.
"Little elder, we have been practicing these moves for months. We are already familiar with them. Why do we still need to practice them!"
A young man with a cat at the back of the crowd muttered softly.
Xie Xiangcai narrowed his eyes slightly and waved to the young man, "Yan Yi, come on, come on, you don't accept it, right?"
Yan Yi trembled when he heard this, quickly shrank his neck, picked up the bronze sword from the ground, shook his head and said with a smile, "No, no, the little elder will do whatever he says!"
When Xie Xiangcai saw this, he nodded slightly, "Don't think these are useless things. I think this is how you came to me step by step. I am like this, why are you still lazy?"
There was a shorter boy in the front row, always holding a bronze sword in his hand. He looked up at Xiangcai seriously and asked, "Little elder, will you teach us powerful sword moves in the future?"
The truth of this sentence stopped Xie Xiangcai from asking. After he pondered for a moment, he looked at the young man and couldn't remember his name for a while, "Well... wait for you elders, when will I create a set that can be regarded as an invasion?" After learning the swordsmanship, I will pass it on to you!"
Hearing this, all the students were doubtful. They didn't know whether they doubted Elder Zhang Jian's ability or his character.
two
Xie Xiangcai stayed in the sword hall for half an hour. When he was about to leave and walk out, he was stunned.
The long sword he held tightly in his hand fell to the ground with a clang, rolled over a few times, and landed in front of the toes of the girl in front of him.
The young man stood there numbly, swallowing subconsciously, then raised his trembling palm and slapped himself hard on the face.
"Snapped--"
The sound was extremely loud and crisp, causing all the students in the sword hall to stop their movements and listen.
The girl was dressed in simple clothes, and her waist-length hair was tied up with a jet black hair tie.
She bent down to pick up the long sword, looked at the shiny sword blade, smiled sweetly, stepped forward and approached the young man, and inserted the long sword into the scabbard at his waist.
"Xie Xiangcai, why don't you just throw the things I gave you on the ground?"
The girl's sweet voice almost made the boy's body completely soft.
Xie Xiangcai covered his slightly red and swollen cheeks and still looked at the girl in front of him in disbelief, "Yue Ying! Why did you come to Qingmeng Academy?"
Yueying looked at Xie Xiangcai with a smile and tilted her head slightly, "What, you don't welcome me?"
"Welcome welcome welcome welcome!"
Xie Xiangcai said four welcomes in a row.
Not far behind him, Yan Yi chuckled, "Little elder, is this the new master's wife?"
The word "new" made Yueying narrow her eyes slightly and her smile became smaller.
Yueying took half a step back, her eyes still staring at Xie Xiangcai.
"Oh? According to your student, you hooked up with another girl in the school?"
Xie Xiangcai shook his head violently when he heard this, and took advantage of this gap to turn his head and glare at Yan Yi.
Yan Yi gloated, turning her back and snickering, waiting to see the little elder deflated.
Yueying snorted, turned around and said softly, "Take me around the school. I will practice martial arts and study here from now on..."
Xie Xiangcai was overjoyed when he heard this and chased after him, "Really? That's great!"
The young man was overjoyed and couldn't help but hold Yue Ying's arm and rush out of the sword hall.
After thanking the Prime Minister for a long time, he realized that he had lost his composure and let go of his hand with a blushing face.
He pretended to look around the school scenery, but in fact he kept looking at Yue Ying from the corner of his eye.
Yueying pretended to be calm, stood beside Xie Xiangcai, and looked in the direction of his eyes.
Pavilions, terraces and pavilions are scattered in the distance, looming in the clouds and mist.
Yue Ying's eyes fell on the pavilion half hidden in the clouds and mist, and she asked Xie Xiangcai softly, "What is that building for?"
Xie Xiangcai looked at the towering pavilion, thought for a moment and said, "It seems to be a Buddhist scripture building. It is said that it contains the largest number of talisman scrolls in the Daqing Dynasty."
Upon hearing the word "talisman", Yueying's eyes suddenly brightened, and she whispered, "What are the requirements for entering?"
Xie Xiangcai turned his head and looked at Yue Ying, "Do you like the talisman?"
Yueying nodded heavily without hesitation.
Xie Xiangcai raised his head and patted his chest vigorously, "I am the sword-handling elder, and there is no place in the school that I cannot go to! Since you will be practicing martial arts and studying in the school from now on, you can come to Yangjian Pavilion to find me wherever you want. I can do it. Take you there!”
Yueying turned her head to look at the sworn boy, and the corners of her mouth turned upward.
But suddenly, she turned her head to the side again and said in a cold voice, "Just now in the sword training hall, the student said, what do you mean, new master wife? Are you in love?"
Xie Xiangcai's face turned pale when he heard this, and then his expression turned into duty-bound and indignant, "How is that possible! It's just a girl I met by chance, a few years older than me, who came to me to raise a sword. There is no other relationship between us, let alone Maybe it’s a match!”
Yueying was doubtful and stared at Xiang Xiang seriously for a long time before nodding angrily.
At a certain moment, she suddenly stamped her feet and rushed forward for a long distance. After Xie Xiangcai caught up with her, she stopped panting, turned around, stared into Xie Xiangcai's eyes, and asked, "Xie Xiangcai" , don’t you have anything to say to me?”
Xie Xiangcai felt a thump in his heart, hesitated for a long time, and finally shook his head.
Yueying stepped on Xie Xiangcai's foot hard, and then ran towards a certain place without looking back.
"Elder Zhang Jian."
Just when Xie Xiangcai shouted and wanted to catch up, a cold voice suddenly came from behind him.
When Xie Xiang heard this voice, his body immediately froze in place.
Feng Xin wore a dark-colored floral short coat and a splendid long skirt of the same color. She looked extraordinary and graceful.
She came to Xie Xiangcai's side in two or two steps, her eyes staring at the back of the girl in cloth in front of her from a distance.
At this moment, Yue Ying, who had run some distance away, suddenly looked back and stared at the woman next to the young man in surprise.
For a moment, Yueying seemed to understand something, turned around and left silently.
But after taking a few steps, she turned around suddenly and angrily rushed towards where Xie Xiangcai and the woman were standing.
Xie Xiangcai was confused. Before he could speak, Yue Ying punched him in the chest, knocking him to the ground.
Feng Xin on the side obviously didn't expect that this gentle-looking girl could actually do such a thing.
The young man on the ground had a wry smile on his face. He was not angry but stood up silently and looked at the girl in front of him again.
Yueying then turned her head to look at Feng Xin and asked in a deep voice, "Who are you?"
Feng Xin looked Yue Ying up and down, moved the tip of his nose slightly, and smelled the faint scent of Yue Ying, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, "My name is Feng Xin, I am the second young lady of the Feng family in Qingmeng City, who are you? "
Yueying's cheeks were slightly pale, and she hesitated, "You...you care who I am! I'm asking you!"
This sentence obviously lacks confidence.
Feng Xin nodded slightly and did not argue. He just looked at Yue Ying in front of him silently and took a look at Xie Xiangcai's attitude.
Xie Xiangcai's cheeks turned red, and he was at a loss when facing the two people who were at war with each other.
After a moment, Xie Xiangcai came back to his senses, swerved his steps slightly to the right, blocked Yue Ying with half of his body, and said to Feng Xin in a cold voice, "Miss Feng, I'll pick up the Osmanthus Sword at noon tomorrow. If nothing happens, we'll go first gone."
Feng Xin was startled and raised his eyes slightly to look at Xie Xiangcai, his eyes meaningful.
Xie Xiangcai took a deep breath, then took Yueying's sleeves, brought a gust of breeze, and disappeared.
Suddenly, Xie Xiangcai brought Yue Ying to his hut.
He panted slightly and looked at Yueying.
Yueying stirred the hair scattered in front of her forehead and said thoughtfully, "Xie Xiangcai, was that woman interested in you just now?"
Xie Xiangcai's cheeks were slightly red, "What did you say?"
Yueying nodded lightly, "I think so...but I feel like she doesn't have any good intentions."
When Xiang Xie heard this, he couldn't help but laugh, "Is your feeling really so accurate?"
Yue Ying curled her lips, "Believe it or not, Ai."
Xiang Xie thought she was going to be angry again, so he hurriedly walked up to her and smiled mysteriously, "I'll show you something."
Yueying rolled her eyes at Xie Xiangcai and muttered, "What?"
The young man held his head high, put the fingers of his right hand together, pointed into the Yangjian Pavilion, and drew outwards toward the sky.
"Look, this trick is so cool, it's called... um... let a hundred flowers bloom!"
After saying this, Xie Xiangcai flashed a touch of spiritual consciousness from his fingertips, rushed into the room, and awakened the long sword hanging on the wall.
Suddenly the sword vibrated, and the entire Sword Raising Pavilion began to shake violently.
