On the side of Hanyang Peak, in Li Zongxuan's elegant pavilion, everyone in the sect was waiting for the invited pyrotechnics master to set off fireworks.
Xuanya Pavilion is the place for the annual meeting of the Li clan and the place where the clan celebrates. It is a circular corridor with a large school hall in the middle. The corridor is filled with round tables, used to entertain the disciples of high and low generations in the clan. In the large campus in the middle, flowers of various colors are planted along the corridors. In the middle is an open space specially used for the invited pyrotechnicians to display festive fireworks.
It is no longer time for dinner. Everyone is gathered together happily, each sitting at his own table. Those who are willing to sit and eat a bowl of Yuanxiao glutinous rice balls to warm their stomachs sit and wait for the glutinous rice balls to be served in the kitchen. Those who are not willing stand at the railing. On the side, leaning or leaning, waiting for the fireworks at the last moment of Xu.
During the fifteen days from New Year's Eve to Lantern Festival, many people in the sect were not in the sect, including Wei Changyin, the best friend of the deceased, Qin Chi, who was also absent from the sect. As for where Wei Changyin went? I'm afraid only he himself knows this.
Because the sect is a place where everyone practices martial arts and swordsmanship, except for the disciples who call the sect home, most of the others will leave the sect and return to their hometowns to celebrate the New Year. During these fifteen days, their time is relatively free, or they may go out for travel. It is up to them to decide whether to travel in the mountains or visit relatives and friends.
Whether it's to practice martial arts or swordsmanship, to keep fit, to aspire to become a great hero, or to have a skill to help you travel around the world in the future, in Li Zong, it's all up to the disciples' own decision.
"Kun'er, Luo Luo, you two sit down next to dad." Li Bai looked at Li Kun and Li Luo who had arrived to watch the fireworks, then reached out and patted the seat next to him.
Li Kun glanced at his sister, who was holding An Ning's arm, and said, "Let's go, Luoluo, let's serve Yuanxiao to daddy."
Li Luo glanced at An Ning, pulled An Ning and murmured as he walked: "Let's go, Ning'er, you come with me, and you sit next to me."
Seeing this, Li Bei said to An Ning, "Yes, Ning'er is coming here too. It's really hot after eating the Lantern Festival."
The three of them walked up to Li Bai side by side, Li Kun sat on the seat on the left, and Li Luo pulled An Ning to sit on the right.
"Dad, let me scoop up a bowl of Yuanxiao for you, old man." Li Luo reached out and grabbed the bowl in front of Li Bei, scooped a few out of the large bowl of brown sugar Yuanxiao that had just been brought to the middle of the table, and put it in front of Li Bei with both hands.
Li Bai patted Li Luo's head gently and muttered: "You girl, you didn't cause much trouble for your father last year. You need to calm down a little this year, especially your stinky habit of playing with fire folds and flint stones. You’re almost eighteen, so you can’t be so temperamental. Learn more etiquette from Ning’er, and it’s time to find a suitable in-law.”
Hearing this, Li Luo frowned and muttered: "Oh, Dad, my brother isn't married yet, I'm not in a hurry."
Li Bai listened, nodded, turned to look at Li Kun, and said: "And you, do you have someone you like? If you haven't waited for the first month, I will ask someone to arrange a marriage for you?"
Li Kun replied respectfully: "It all depends on dad's arrangements."
Hearing this, Li Bai praised: "Well, Kun'er is sensible." After saying that, he turned his finger and pointed at Li Luo, pretending to curl his lips and said angrily: "It's just a girl like you. It's not easy for a day. By the way, what's going on today? Where are the elders who haven’t seen Xuanjian Peak? Where are your Uncle Zhiyun and Second Grandpa? Why haven’t you seen anyone?”
The sword-guarding elder Li Zhiyun was Libei's cousin, and the sword-making elder was Libei's second uncle, so he asked.
Li Luo heard the words, blinked a few times, thought for a moment and replied: "Uncle Ruan and Uncle Li Jun are playing chess in the side hall. As for the second grandfather and Uncle Zhiyun, they are taking Uncle Mei to drink and chat in the attic of Xuanjian Peak. Uncle Yi seems to be still in the sword cave, wondering what he is doing."...
After hearing this, Li Bei frowned and shook his head and sighed:
"Hey, what else can you tinker with? Look at that red poison sword. Your second grandfather, Uncle Zhiyun, and him have mentioned it to me at least three times in the past six months. They want to rectify the name of that poison sword. Alas, this poisonous sword is too domineering. If it is erected in the Hidden Sword Pavilion, I am worried that it will damage the reputation of my Li Zong, so I dare not agree, saying that it is not too late to discuss it after the first month.
Your uncle Li Yi is just too stubborn, so let him go. "
While he was talking, he heard a few "swish. swish." sounds. The pyrotechnicist in the middle of Yuan Yuan's courtyard had already lit the fireworks. At this time, in the sky above Li Zong, the sky was full of stars and the moon was shining, and colorful flowers were blooming.
The sound of fireworks has drowned out their conversation, and everyone stopped and looked up to watch this spectacular scene.
The few boys and girls who had just been sent to the sect to learn skills cheered, making the whole Li sect even more lively.
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"Report!!!"
In the midst of joy, I suddenly heard disciples from Xuanjian Peak running towards me.
Seeing that the clothes on his arms were torn, there were blood stains on his arms, and his hair was messy, Li Bei had a vague feeling of bad premonition. He stood up in a hurry, helped him up, and asked, "What's the matter?"
The disciple replied: "Reporting to the sect master, something happened at the Xuanjian Peak Sword Cave. Someone broke into the Xuanjian Pavilion and attacked the Casting Sword Cave at night."
Hearing this, Li Bei hurriedly turned to his children and said, An Ning: "Kun'er, Luoluo, Ning'er, you go and gather your brothers and rush to Xuanjian Peak for support."
After Li Bei finished speaking, he followed the disciple and rushed to Xuanjian Peak.
Li Kun and Li Luo also hurriedly summoned the disciples present. Everyone lit lanterns and torches, and headed towards Xuanjian Peak in a rush of water.
Hanging Sword Peak.
There is a cave in front of the sword and a pavilion where the sword is hidden.
The disciples of the Li Sect had already raised torches to illuminate the place brightly. The outer disciples and registered disciples were all waiting in the mountains and forests outside the Sword Making Cave. As for the first few disciples, they followed the sect master to the Hidden Sword Pavilion.
Li Bei led Li Kun and others to the Houjian Sword Cave.
The stone platform where the red poisonous sword was originally placed was empty. The sword with the green sheath and the red body that was secretly forged by several sword-smithing elders was stolen! !
Fortunately, today is the Lantern Festival, and there are not many disciples in the Sword Making Cave, so the number of casualties is relatively small.
Not far away, leaning against the corner of the stone sword platform, lay a fainted half-hundred-year-old man. From a distance, Li Bai could tell that it was his cousin—Li Zhiyun.
Li Kun and Li Luo helped him up. Li Bai hurriedly mobilized his internal strength and tapped several large acupoints on his "Qihu", "Tianchi" and "Xixiang", and then a little luck appeared between his eyebrows. Li Zhiyun slowly woke up.
"Uh..." He spat out a mouthful of blood, with a strong smell of alcohol. It was obvious that he drank a lot tonight and suffered a lot of injuries.
Li Bei asked anxiously: "Zhiyun, what happened? Where is the sword? Where are the second uncle and Elder Mei who were drinking with you?"
Li Zhiyun took a breath and replied slowly: "Brother, chase after them quickly, they are going to the back mountain."
Li Bei hurriedly picked up the sword in his hand and called to Li Kun: "Kun'er, take your junior brother to send your uncle Zhiyun back to Hanyang Peak to heal his injuries." Then he said to Li Luo and the disciples behind her: "Luo Luo, and you guys, follow me to the back mountain to have a look."
