Hearing what she said, Yang Xiaosi asked: "Senior sister, did the second senior brother quarrel with you again? Does he not want you to go to the mountain for retreat?"
Qiong Yi secretly thought: Lu Xu came to me just now. He must have heard the news that I was going to retreat to practice, and wanted to take this opportunity to say that "Sheng Xuanyuan is not suitable for me"? After all, I may have to wait until next year to leave the customs, and it’s time to go to Yichuan again to study.
She nodded: "Probably."
Lu Li asked her: "Senior sister, you didn't come back with us this time. When you arrived at the mansion, you stayed in the library for several days. But what happened?"
Don’t they know about my relationship with Sheng Kyung? Qiong Yi raised his eyebrows slightly. Did Lu Lanshan care about Lu Xu's face this time and didn't say anything? Or was it because I took a piece of her yin and yang with me that day, and her conscience found out?
Qiong Yi didn't answer for a while, and Lu Li sighed: "Actually, I have noticed that something is not right with Second Senior Brother these days. Senior Sister, I have been helping him hide it. Second Senior Brother, he is actually treating you..."
"I see."
As soon as these words came out, Lu Li was shocked.
"Senior sister, you know? The second senior brother has been lifeless these days. Could it be that he was dumped?" Yang Xiaosi's eyes rolled around: "I understand, it was Young Master Sheng who sent you back. You two are together, but the second senior brother is Being hurt by love, I don’t even think about food and tea!”
"Okay, you two are just looking for me for gossip?" Qiong Yi waved his hand, "Master has already agreed to my retreat. If you can't persuade me, don't say anything. 'New Year's Eve will be celebrated in a few days. ’, since you all have to go home on New Year’s Eve, I’ll just stay in the cave for a while, which is pretty good.”
"Okay, okay, senior sister, when you come out of seclusion, I will let my father cook his best sweet and sour fish for you!" Yang Xiaosi said.
*
Qiong also plans to retreat for half a month to improve her cultivation.
She is still at the "Qi Condensation" stage, and the time she spends refining Qi every day is getting longer and longer, and the rate of improvement is getting smaller and smaller every day, which is very troublesome. This stage is more desperate and difficult than the bottleneck stage. It's like there is a door in front of you. You are struggling to touch it, but you can only get closer to it, and you will never be able to touch it.
Joan also wanted to touch it and pushed the door open. Nowadays, she is still a long way from this door. The monks all say that whether she can break through the realm depends more on fate, but she always wants to try hard.
When we climbed up Baishi Cliff carrying a simple package, it happened to be snowing. It was freezing in the middle of the mountain, and there were only a few caves of medium depth. After walking into the cave and tidying up hastily, she sat down on a stone slab that was as long as a person and crossed her legs. The falling snow outside the cave was blown inward by the wind. Qiong was also a little disappointed: while she still has time to think about things, Think more about Sheng Kyung. I wonder how he was doing when he returned home and whether he saw Xue.
She shook her head, retracted her thoughts, and told herself: We must hurry up.
After thinking about it, I concentrated on running my skills, and the talisman a few inches past the entrance of the cave began to work, blocking out the mountain wind and drifting snow. The cave was extremely quiet, with only the sound of steady breathing. Between exhalations and inhalations, time passed slowly.
*
Sheng Xuanyuan opened his eyes and exhaled a breath of filthy air. He felt hungry in his belly. He stood up and looked out the window. It was already dawn of the second day. He took out a dark blue robe from the closet and put it on, tightened the belt and arm guards, tied up his hair, pinned on the Shadow Sword and pushed out the door.
The servants at home had prepared food in the dining room of Jingxuan Pavilion. Sheng Xuanyuan, who had never looked at the servants in the past, could not help but notice that the old woman's red and swollen hands were cracked and scabbed by the cold. He lowered his head and said thank you.
The old woman had been handling affairs in the pavilion for many years, and this was the first time she heard Sheng Xuanyuan say such words to her. After being stunned for a long time, she smiled honestly, did not dare to answer, and left the dining hall.
After Sheng Xuanyuan finished his meal, he picked up the fine handkerchief on the plate and wiped the corners of his mouth, and then left the dining room. At dawn in the winter, in the middle of the night, he went straight to the martial arts field to practice swordsmanship. After practicing several times of swordsmanship, he walked quickly to the place where ordinary disciples practiced. Before he got close, he heard laughter from a distance. :
"Reach out your hand, yes, reach out your hand! Oh, so good!"
"Come here, shake my hand and give you something delicious!"
"Woof!"
"What a good dog, so smart."
The laughter of the disciples was mixed with the proud barking of dogs, which was very annoying. The corners of Sheng Xuanyuan's mouth twitched. He explained that he was stiffened by the cold wind, then twitched, and came behind the group of people, coughing. There was a sound.
"cough."
The disciples turned around one after another: "Ah, senior brother, why are you here?"
"Senior Brother Xuanyuan, we..."
Sheng Xuanyuan's eyes swept across their faces, and finally landed on Tails who ran to his feet. "Thank you for taking care of me these days." He said, "I'm going to take it away now."
The disciple holding the dried meat in his hand was young, and his face suddenly showed a look of reluctance, but he still nodded: "Yes." When Tai Wei saw Sheng Xuanyuan, he first rushed to him and offered it to him with his body She told him how much she missed him through words and whimpers, and then quietly walked to the leg of the disciple holding the dried meat, while the dog stared at it furtively.
The disciple understood the meaning of Taili very well, and the dried meat in his hand just fell to the ground without saying a word. Taili immediately bit it in his mouth, wagging his tail wildly at him, and walked towards Sheng Xuanyuan while wagging.
The corners of Sheng Xuanyuan's mouth twitched again.
He exhaled, "Okay, let's go."
"Senior Brother, go slowly." The greetings came one after another. Rather than sending Sheng Xuanyuan away, what everyone wanted to send was actually the tail that accompanied them all the way and brought joy to their daily hard work.
The most senior disciple present greeted everyone that it was time to practice, and cursed in his heart: If I had known that the third senior brother was going to pick up the tail today, I would not be humble enough to give in and start teasing the dog from the younger junior brother. I was the only one who didn't touch the tail. Damn it. .
After eating the dried meat, he followed Sheng Xuanyuan away. He was a very optimistic dog. Even if Sheng Xuanyuan temporarily entrusted him to others for his personal feelings, he would not be angry. In the new environment, not only Not afraid, but sniffing and sniffing everywhere, very curious.
Returning to Jingxuan Pavilion, Sheng Xuanyuan began to arrange Taiwei's daily life. The flowers and plants he raised in the yard were often taken care of by the old woman named Mo. Now he brought Weiwei to her and ordered her to tidy them up. A room. Mo Po looked at Tai Tai in surprise, then nodded and started to do it immediately.
Sheng Xuanyuan estimated the time and found that it was time to go to Sheng Zijing to practice. He said to Taiwei, "You can stay here and run around. Remember to come back for dinner later." Taiwei tilted his head and said, "Wow. "Sounded.
He turned back three times and walked away. After walking on the long road paved with solid stones, Sheng Xuanyuan saw a pink and jade female doll playing by the pool in the courtyard. She was holding an arrow in her hand and was chiseling. He was enjoying cutting the ice when he heard footsteps behind him. He turned around and called him, his big eyes darting: "Uncle!"
This female doll is the daughter of his eldest brother Sheng Xuanyao, named Fei'er. Sheng Xuanyuan stepped forward: "Fei'er, why are you here?"
"It was grandma who brought me to find my uncle!"
"Where's your mother-in-law?" After Sheng Xuanyuan asked this question, he suddenly felt a sharp aura behind him. He immediately turned around and raised his sword to block it. After a short crisp sound of "Cang! Cang!", he went to look at the person who was bounced away. It's just two ordinary pine needles.
"Mother!" Sheng Fei'er happily threw herself into the woman's arms. Sheng Xuanyuan sighed, hung Cheng Ying back on his waist, and said helplessly: "Sister-in-law, Fei'er is right over here." He had already He was used to this sister-in-law's strange habit of testing his own reactions by using unexpected means, but when he thought of Sheng Fei'er standing in front of him just now, he still couldn't help but feel scared.
This woman is the young lady of the Sheng family, the wife of Sheng Xuanyao, and her name is Qin Hanchuan.
If we want to introduce this person, we have to start from many years ago. Sheng Xuanyuan, this sister-in-law, had been a monk in Fugu before ascending to Baifen. She had made many waves in the world at a young age. She was once a powerful figure because of her extremely beautiful appearance, which looked like an immortal, and she also liked red clothes. , was ruthless and was called "Manzhu Shahua".
But these are the previous words. The woman in front of her is dressed in plain clothes and a white skirt. The red tassel tied around her waist is still eye-catching. Her long hair is simply tied behind her head. She is simply decorated with a wooden hairpin inlaid with jade beads. Her face is pale. The application of powder and daisy made her face even more graceful and stunning.
Qin Hanchuan smiled and said: "Xiao Xuanyuan, even if you didn't stop me, I wouldn't hit Fei'er." Seeing Sheng Xuanyuan's dark face, she said, "Are you going to find Sheng Zijing to practice? ? There’s no need to go. Don’t worry, I’m not here to ask you to take care of Fei’er for me.”
Hearing what she said, Sheng Xuanyuan breathed a sigh of relief. He was really not good at taking care of children.
"While leading the disciples to practice, I found that the swordsmanship of the disciples who went to Yizeji seemed to be more refined, and then I wanted to come and see how your progress was." Qin Hanchuan said with a smile.
Sheng Xuanyuan asked: "Sister-in-law, don't you have to supervise the sword practice of the brothers and sisters today?"
"I asked your brother to go. In exchange, I will accompany you to practice today." Qin Hanchuan curled his lips and held the slender sword behind him. The sheath was made of crimson glazed stone with layers of water lines. This sword Extraordinary, called "Tears".
When Sheng Xuanyuan saw that she had brought all the "tears", he was speechless. After a long time, he said, "Uh, is that an exaggeration?"
"Zhe Lei" is one of the six famous swords in the world. She has a close relationship with Qin Hanchuan. After many twists and turns, she finally recognized her as the master.
"It's not an exaggeration," she said, pushing Sheng Xuanyuan towards the special martial arts training ground in the pavilion, "You have to surpass me in cultivation."
Different people are born with different talents in cultivation. Qin Hanchuan knows that people with extraordinary talents like herself are called immortal fate among Taoists. Sheng Xuanyuan, like her, is born with strong bones and strong bones. A person with deep roots.
After knowing that Sheng Xuanyuan was extremely talented, the Sheng family had high hopes for him and disciplined him very strictly. Therefore, Sheng Xuanyuan's cultivation level was very high, far exceeding the level of disciples of the same age. This can be seen from the fact that he had no defeat in the martial arts competition. . As for how high it is, regardless of the level of cultivation, even Sheng Zijing, who is four years older than him, is obsessed with practicing every day and is considered to be extremely talented, cannot surpass him in terms of energy.
Such old roots can only be described as terrifying.
But when facing Qin Hanchuan, Sheng Xuanyuan's level of cultivation was completely insufficient. He has never figured out the strength of this sister-in-law. After all, in the world, there are not many people who can match Qin Hanchuan on one hand.
