In Xia Chengyi's old house.
The sword spirit Xia Chengyi, who had changed into a white suit, was lying on the table bored at the moment. He opened his palms and condensed strands of golden sword energy, lingering on his fingers. These golden sword energy continued to circle Xia Qingfeng's fingers in an orderly manner. The tip of the sword was spinning too fast, causing it to drag out golden strands, connected end to end, like a golden fireball, gorgeous and colorful.
It wasn't until Xia Chengyi stepped into the room that Xia Qingfeng clapped his hands to disperse the sword energy.
Xia Qingfeng jumped off the bench and came to Xia Chengyi. Seeing Xia Chengyi carrying a small package in his hand, he asked curiously: "Master, what is that you are carrying?"
"Osmanthus cake."
Xia Chengyi walked into the house without looking back.
Xia Qingfeng followed in and said with a smile as he walked: "Sir, do you know that opportunities and blessings are hidden everywhere in this town. Many outsiders want to come to the town to get a share of the pie, not to mention ordinary monks. There are some elders from famous families in the mountain who are eager to get this good fortune. If they can get another treasure, they will be able to use it when they break through the border in the future."
Xia Chengyi said without looking back: "No wonder I saw a lot of people standing at the gate of the town when I went out earlier. It seems that they are all here for the so-called luck and fortune."
"Yes, yes. But sir, don't you have anything to ask?"
Xia Chengyi turned around and glanced sideways at Xia Qingfeng, and found that he was holding his head high, with a tiger-like face and an expression of "ask me why" written all over his face.
Xia Chengyi twitched his lips. Sometimes Xia Chengyi wondered whether he was a little kid or a sword spirit with a naughty mind like a child.
"So what do you want me to ask you?"
Xia Qingfeng patted his chest, "Sir, what a coincidence or not, as a sword spirit, I am the most sensitive to this kind of luck and fortune. No treasure can escape my consciousness. As long as you give the order, master, I will immediately Hold it with both hands! So if you want any natural treasures, just ask me!"
Although Lu Ran is in charge of the town, he has a clear mind about everything in the town. As long as he wants to know, he can know it. Therefore, he can sense any disturbance in the town, not to mention those so-called chance treasures. If he wants, he can take it as his own. However, after all, Lu Ran is a sage and gentleman who came out of the Confucian academy. For the chance blessings of the people in the town, Lu Ran can Ludu has never forcibly intervened, and it all depends on personal luck. The unique luck of the town in recent years has also made the children born in the town have better foundation, qualifications and opportunities than their peers in other places. Children who come out of small towns have different levels of achievement, but not everyone in small towns has such opportunities. But generally speaking, children from small towns will make a difference in the future.
Xia Chengyi shook his head, "Mr. Lu once said that everything has its own owner. If it is not mine, I will not ask for a penny. Although I have not read many books, I feel that this sentence is right. I If I take something that does not belong to me, I will feel uneasy. Besides, I don’t even know what these chance treasures look like or what they are, so I treat them as my own. This behavior is wrong.”
Xia Qingfeng felt dizzy when he heard his master talking about it. He quickly covered his ears and head and said, "I know, master. I just won't mention it. Stop talking about it."
I haven't read many of my master's books, but the truths are all the same, which makes people's minds bloated.
Xia Chengyi smiled, put down what he was holding, turned around and rubbed Xia Qingfeng's head. He found that he now had a habit of rubbing other people's heads, especially children's.
Xia Chengyi smiled and said: "Just think of it as my nagging. It doesn't matter whether you listen or not. But before you do anything, ask yourself in your heart whether you should, whether you can, or not. This is what Mr. Lu taught me. reason."
Xia Qingfeng curled his lips and murmured in a low voice: "Whoever discovers these treasures first will naturally own them. The struggle between the avenues is inherently contrary to nature, and only for profit, before strength. What's more, these things are considered to be mine, and I take them. There’s nothing wrong with getting your belongings back. Anyone who dares to covet them can just slap them to death! If anyone dares to look at them one more time, his eyes will be gouged out."
Xia Chengyi laughed it off.
It was Xia Qingfeng who was acting childish, but now Xia Qingfeng is just like an ordinary child in terms of temperament and character.
At this time, Xia Yao walked out of the back room.
The sleepy little girl rubbed her eyes and asked confusedly: "Brother, what time is it now?"
Xia Chengyi looked up at the sky for a few times.
The weather in the town these days has been gloomy and gloomy, and there seems to be a layer of haze above the clouds, which is so gray that there is no tomorrow. However, there was a rare glimpse of the sun today, and scattered sunlight shone in the yard.
Xia Chengyi roughly estimated the time based on past experience, lowered his head and said, "It should be Chen time."
Xia Yao yelled, trotted to the water tank, stood on tiptoes on the wooden stool, and took a handful of water to wash her face.
Xia Chengyi looked away, moved a bench, put his hands on his knees and patted them gently, and asked Xia Qingfeng beside him, "Qingfeng, will there be big changes in the town in recent days?"
Xia Qingfeng sat on the chair and watched her nose and heart, never saying another word to avoid leaking the secret. Xia Chengyi's current level of cultivation is not enough to fill the gaps in the teeth of those monks sitting high in the clouds. Knowing these things too early will only be harmful to Xia Chengyi.
Now all the forces in this part of the town have entered the game, and the undercurrent is surging, ready to move. The town is like a huge chessboard at this moment, and the black and white chess pieces on the chessboard have been placed one after another. They are competing against each other. How to break the game without getting hurt? The origin of the town has become a difficult problem, and now it all depends on the skill of the person in charge of the chess game. Whether he will make a brilliant move that can turn the tide, or a mediocre move, Xia Qingfeng will wait and see.
Xia Chengyi glanced at Xia Qingfeng, who was motionless, and knew that he couldn't get anything out of him, so he changed the question, "Will Mr. Lu be affected by this?"
Xia Chengyi was a little worried about Zhongzhong, "Mr. Lu once said before that taking you out was an act of concealment. If you were discovered, there would be a lot of trouble. You said that if you gave me the sword, you would cause a lot of trouble for Mr. Lu." What should I do if I’m in trouble?”
Xia Qingfeng, who was like an old monk in trance, finally had some movement, and said to console him: "Don't worry, sir. I can't guarantee that there will be more. Now with Lu Ran's cultivation and the blessing of the town's special formation, Not to mention monks of the same realm, even the founders of the three religions could not fall behind. The reason why those people outside the town who were watching eagerly did not dare to act rashly was precisely because they were afraid of a Confucian sage sitting in the town. So you can rest assured that if Lu Ran does get into big trouble, he will be able to get away with his strength."
After getting Xia Qingfeng's answer, Xia Chengyi felt relieved in his heart.
Xia Qingfeng pondered for a moment and then said: "Master, don't blame me for speaking harshly. You have been worrying about others all day, why don't you worry more about yourself? To use an old saying in your world, you just eat carrots and don't worry, like If you were as smart as you in my time, you would have been swallowed whole and bones, not even the dregs would be left."
"So, sir, you should pay more attention to your cultivation now. You need to be strong to forge the iron. If you break through the realm as soon as possible, you can also hold the sword as soon as possible. Then wouldn't it be great to fly with the sword and fly thousands of miles a day?"
Xia Qingfeng persuaded him earnestly.
Xia Chengyi smiled brightly and said slowly: "There's no rush."
Xia Qingfeng held her head and sighed.
After washing her face, Xia Yao crossed the threshold, rubbed her eyes vigorously, looked at Xia Qingfeng who was dressed like a big white goose in the room, and exclaimed: "Dwarf Winter Melon, where did you steal these clothes?"
Xia Qingfeng stood up and turned his snow-white sleeves vigorously, shaking his head and saying, "Miss, do you think my whole demeanor has changed after I put on these clothes? Do I look more like the scholar mentioned in the book?"
Xia Yao tilted her head slightly, looked at him for a moment, and said with some hesitation: "It's more like the sanctimonious person that Mr. said. Even the speaking style is very similar."
Xia Qingfeng suddenly felt sad, almost bursting into tears. Didn't he really look like a good person?
Xia Qingfeng said angrily: "Miss, why are you imitating the master!"
Xia Yao ran to Xia Chengyi's side, covered her mouth and snickered.
After breakfast, Xia Yao ran all the way to the school carrying a small green bamboo bookcase made by Xia Chengyi.
After Xia Chengyi finished tidying up the house, he put the basket on his back and asked Xia Qingfeng, "Are you staying at home, or are you going to work in the blacksmith shop with me?"
Xia Qingfeng was a lazy guy, he could sit still and never move much. At this moment, he was leaning against the door, basking in the sun and yawning. He waved his hands and lazily said to Xia Chengyi: "Master, I just stay at home. Good looking home.”
Xia Chengyi nodded, turned around and went out, walking through the streets and alleys. When he was near the old locust tree in the center of the town, he saw an old man and a young man. The young man was wearing a luxurious jade suit, with a white jade belt hanging from his waist. The burly old man standing behind him was hidden in a gray robe, and all he could see was a simple and vicissitudes of life face.
The two of them were Elder Shen and Young Sect Leader Boyong, who had previously entered the town from the Yuntai Sect.
Boyong asked Shen He beside him in a local dialect that Xia Chengyi could not understand: "Grandpa Shen, who is this person?"
Shen He shook his head and laughed uncontrollably: "Young Master, I saw this boy. His aura is extremely weak, and his aura is also dry. Not to mention he is a person of great luck. I am afraid he will have difficulty even getting started in cultivation." Step in. Although everything in this town is unusual, young master, you just need to treat it with a normal heart."
Boyong said oh and stared at Xia Chengyi with twinkling eyes.
Xia Chengyi looked confused, not knowing what the two people in the distance were talking about.
After Shen He finished speaking, he used his magical power to observe the aura of the surrounding world. At this time, the fate of the mountains and rivers was in a mess, as if it had been torn apart by force. At the same time, he was also vaguely aware of a pair of eyes in the world. Watching here secretly.
