Hong Feiluan hurried over to watch, and saw that there was already a huge crowd of people in front of the watch, and there were all kinds of stalls.
There was a stall selling rouge. The stall owner was dressed in purple. Behind him hung a shabby cloth flag with two big characters "rouge" on it and a line of small characters on the bottom: "Good fat gives beauty."
Hong Feiluan approached and said softly: "My lord, what are you doing?"
The man in purple shouted several times: "Rouge!"
"rouge!"
Then he said slowly: "What does Yu Guanyin want from you?"
Hong Feiluan said: "As for her sister, it seems like she doesn't know about my relationship with the Lord!"
The man in purple said: "Although I don't pose a threat, I don't want to be exposed in front of others, do you understand?"
Hong Feiluan nodded and said, "I understand, little man."
The man in purple said: "How about it? The seal is over there."
Hong Feiluan said: "I can't get close. There is an old beggar. Every time I am about to reach the stone wall, he will stop me. I don't know who he is."
The man in purple was lowering his head to smell the rouge and said casually: "Old beggar! It should be that person. It seems that you helped Xu Lai unintentionally."
Hong Feiluan lowered his head suddenly, with a hint of surprise on his face, and said, "The Lord said, it might be him?"
The man in purple smiled and said: "Interesting, he was the only one who had dogwood trees planted in the West Kunlun Mountains back then. The first mountain climber, he was only sixteen at the time, right? What a youthful success! But I wonder if he still looks like he did back then?"
Hong Feiluan said: "My lord, if it's really him? That would be difficult to handle."
The man in purple sighed: "What's the use of just planting good flowers!"
Hong Feiluan said: "Then why don't you spread the news?"
The man in purple said: "Go out and help Xu Lai too."
After saying that, the man in purple covered the rouge box in his hand and handed it to Hong Feiluan: "I'm giving it to you. Look at your face, it's too yellow!"
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In front of the thatched house deep in Dingshan Mountain.
Qin Xian looked up and saw Gongxi lying on the eaves, quietly looking at the moon in the sky. The moon was bright and the stars were sparse today. Although the moon was thin and curved, it seemed a little lonely hanging in the dark night sky.
And this lonely moonlight seemed to be absorbed by his eyes when it shone on Gong Xi.
Qin Xian pursed her lips, went to the kitchen to pick up a chicken leg, found another piece of hemp paper and wrapped it, raised her hand and threw it at Gong Xi's feet, and said loudly: "Brother, you didn't eat much at night, how about some more? "
Congratulations lowered his head and looked at Qin Xian silently for a while, then sat up, reached out and picked up the chicken legs wrapped in hemp paper, and threw them back to Qin Xian.
Then he congratulated and said with a grin: "I'll keep it for you. You need to eat better to build your martial arts foundation. Don't be like me back then."
"Senior brother, was it hard to build foundation back then?" Qin Xian was a little surprised.
Congratulations and a "hmm" sound.
Qin Xian was thoughtful, then went back to her room to get the sword scripture, put it on the stone table in the yard, and continued to practice seriously.
I don’t know how long it took, but the old man came back.
Qin Xian stood up and said, "Where did Grandpa Ge go? You came back so late. There is food left for you in the house, and it was the pheasant shot by my senior brother."
Congratulations also turned to look at the old man, as if he was waiting for praise.
Unexpectedly, I heard: "If you climb up to the roof again, I will break your legs."
Congratulations, I had to curl my lips and come down in despair.
When the old man saw Qin Xian reading the Sword Scripture, he asked, "You still can't afford it?"
Qin Xian looked ashamed and said truthfully: "I have established a foundation in martial arts, but I still can't carry it."
The old man said: "Do you know what sword power is?"
Qin Xian shook her head.
"Sword cultivators in the world all practice swordsmanship. They are all similar, but there are differences." The old man opened the paper package, took out the chicken drumsticks, and took a bite.
Congratulations also turned his ears, Jian Xiu, he didn’t know much.
"Sword cultivators generally refer to people who practice swordsmanship in martial arts, but when you really step into the world of cultivation, you will find that other sects also use swords, but martial arts only practice swords of mind. Everyone has different martial arts skills, different understanding of practice, and different sword intentions. , what is now known as the strongest swordsmanship in the world is the mountain-moving swordsmanship of Luo Jianfu of Huaiyuan, so there is a saying that the swordsmanship of the ninth martial arts is cultivated.
In addition to the Yi Sword, some people from the Confucian sect also use swords. The difference between the two is the awe-inspiring aura of the Confucian sect! It is to use the awe-inspiring Qi to control the sword, so the Confucian sect cultivates the Qi sword.
The Taoist sect has flying swords and magic swords. The flying swords are for one's own sacrifice and are related to life. They are meant to accompany one's life. The magic swords are used to cast specific Taoist spells. There are only a few of them. Each magic sword is passed down. , it is necessary to invite other Taoist sects to witness and hold a sword teaching ceremony before it can be passed down. "
At this time, the old man finished eating the chicken legs, cracked the bones, turned to look at Qin Xian and said, "Are you confused by what you heard?"
Qin Xian nodded, indeed she heard every word, but she had never been exposed to it before, so she still didn’t understand.
Suddenly something occurred to him and he asked the old man: "I saw a man in Da Yan before who could make silky things with just his fingers. What was that?"
The old man licked the chicken leg inside and out, but still wanted to finish it, and said: "Martial arts sword finger, some people don't like to use swords, so they use both fingers to make swords. It must be a great sword, and the power of the same realm will naturally be inferior to that of the person holding the sword." , but fortunately it was unexpected.”
Seeing that the old man hadn't said what the sword power was, Qin Xian asked, "Grandpa Ge, what about the sword power?"
"Oh, I forgot, I'm going too far. Sword movement is actually a sword move. You can use the air sword to activate it, you can use the mind sword, or even the magic sword, but the effect is different. Forget it, let me show you look."
As he spoke, the old man picked up the Goddess Sword on the ground, turned around and said to Qin Xian: "You are lucky, I happen to know a little bit of each."
I saw the goddess turned over in the old man's hand and dragged on the ground.
The old man's hand holding the sword shook slightly, and the sword began to tremble violently.
Then the old man assumed the posture in the Sword Sutra, first holding the sword horizontally across his chest, then raising the sword above his head with one arm, and swung it down in an extremely graceful manner, like a fairy in the sky fluttering her sleeves.
Even though it was done by such a sloppy old man, it was still full of beauty and otherworldly.
The entire space began to tremble and become faintly distorted.
The old man held his left hand in the air, and the surroundings returned to calm.
Qin Xian was stunned.
Congratulations jumped up in surprise, pointed at the old man and said: "Old man! Um, senior, why are you not affected by the ban?"
The old man glared in congratulations but did not answer.
He turned to look at Qin Xian and said: "This is the sword intention. When combined with the Goddess Splitting View, the power can be tripled."
After a pause, he continued: "Next is the aura of Confucianism."
The old man closed his eyes and then opened them again. In this moment, green energy rose all over his body.
It's still the same posture, swaying gracefully.
The sword energy covered the sword body. As the old man swung the sword, a stream of green energy flew out from the sword body. It instantly rose to a height of dozens of feet. When he was about to rush into the deep forest, the old man held his hand in the air again, and the sword energy disappeared. .
"Finally, the flying sword!"
As he spoke, he threw the goddess into the sky, as if there was an invisible big hand holding the goddess sword. It was still in the same posture, and it was swung down out of thin air, with all the grace.
Almost at the same time, a bolt of lightning fell from the sky in the distance. It turned out to be a sword shadow. It appeared out of thin air a hundred feet away. It was synchronized with the Goddess Sword and slashed in the same posture. The only difference was that the sword shadow in the distance was still holding the sword. Wind and thunder.
The old man took back the Goddess Sword, raised his hand and wiped it on the sword, and explained to Qin Xian: "The flying sword needs to be imprinted with divine consciousness. I have to erase it, otherwise you won't be able to use it in the future."
After saying that, he threw the sword back to where it was.
"How? Now you know what sword power is?"
the old man asked.
Qin Xian pondered for a moment and then said: "It is a sword move with a strengthening effect, just like climbing a mountain. Without the sword force, you have empty hands, but with the sword force, you have a hook lock, so you can climb faster and more steadily."
The old man nodded, showing a hint of relief.
"Although the goddess's soul is gone, she still has some arrogance in her body. You don't even understand the Sword Scripture, so how can you use it well, so you lost your temper? Try again now!"
Qin Xian walked to the stone table, stretched out her right hand to grab the Goddess Sword on the ground, and picked it up this time.
Uncontrollable happiness showed on his face.
Holding the sword, he saluted the old man respectfully and said, "Thank you, Grandpa Ge."
The old man suddenly remembered something and said, "Some people have been going up the mountain frequently recently. I'm afraid I can't stay here any longer."
Congratulations: "I've seen it too, it's the eunuch from Da Yan."
The old man said to Qin Xian: "Letting you master the Sword Manual as soon as possible will also give you more power to protect yourself. Some people can't hold it anymore." As he spoke, he looked up at the vaguely visible corner of the stone wall in the distance.
Congratulations, I don’t understand what it means.
But Qin Xian knew that there was a demon monkey there that she "loved deeply".
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Xiaoyu Capital, in a certain pavilion.
Dozens of men in black knelt in front of Hong Feiluan.
With a wave of Hong Feiluan's hand, dozens of men in black disappeared into the night.
It was clear that the morning light was bright just a moment ago. After the man in black left, the clouds on the horizon rolled and slowly covered the entire Zuzhou.
A storm is coming.
Sure enough, after a while, heavy snow fell.
Before Hong Feiluan arrived at Xiao Yujing's Prince's Mansion in a carriage, thick clouds had completely obscured the entire sky, and the lights along the street were a little dim under the weight of falling snow. Fortunately, a thin layer had already accumulated on the ground, reflecting their reflection. Below, it is much brighter than usual.
The boy in the Prince's Mansion quickly opened his umbrella and held it over the head of Hong Feiluan who came out of the carriage.
Hong Feiluan got off the carriage and walked towards the Prince's Mansion. Suddenly he stopped and said to the servant in the Prince's Mansion: "Prepare a car for the Prince, he will need it later."
The boy holding the umbrella was stunned, thinking that it was already this hour, and the prince had almost rested. What was he doing to prepare the car? He hesitated and stood still.
Hong Feiluan repeated his words in a louder voice: "Prepare a car for the prince! He will need it later!"
The boy trembled all over and bent down to respond.
Hong Feiluan took the paper umbrella and held it while the boy hurriedly prepared the car.
As soon as Hong Feiluan arrived at the door of the prince's study, a boy ran out in a hurry and bumped into Hong Feiluan.
He asked knowingly, and said in a deep voice: "It's so late, why are you in such a hurry?"
The young man raised his head and saw Hong Feiluan, and said happily: "Master Hong, the prince is sending his servant to find you. We have something to discuss. Please go in quickly."
In the study, Prince Jiang Xi of Da Yan frowned as he looked at the secret report that had just been sent in front of him.
