After walking out of the dormitory for a long time, the faint feeling of heat and humidity still lingered on his fingertips. Thinking of Qiong Yi actually twitching for a while because of his honest words, Sheng Xuanyuan felt like there was a cat's tail wagging around in his heart, seducing him. Heart itches.
She really promised me.
Putting his fingertips in front of his lips, he slowly closed his eyes, and Qiong Yi's somewhat strange metaphor came to mind. People are like flowers and leaves, with dark roots and complex roots. It is easy to understand the face but difficult to understand the heart. It's better not to let her know about his bad roots buried in the dark ground and beyond recognition.
Looking at the scenery from a distance, he saw a green field. Sheng Xuanyuan exhaled and took in his breath for a long time, silently recited the Jingxin Jue, and soon calmed down.
*
The day for the regular assessment is getting closer and closer, and Qiong Yi is studying harder and harder. Most of the reason is to distract herself from the appointment.
Every year, the five ethnic groups hold their Spring Festival banquet in a blessed place full of spiritual energy. This year's "Spring Banquet" falls in Jiuhua Mountain in Shaoquan. Qiong has never heard of this place, let alone been to it. Sheng Xuanyuan slowly painted in front of her with pen and ink, telling her the grand scenery of the mountains and rivers of Central China. Only then did she know where Shaoquan was and how far it was from Yize, and she gradually began to look forward to it.
That day, after classes ended, there was someone waiting for them outside the door. Sheng Xuanyuan called to him, "Brother Yan."
Yan Ting knew that they had reconciled, and smiled as calmly as usual, "Xuanyuan, Qiong Yi."
"It's rare. Brother Yan is waiting for us here?" Qiong Yi walked in front to greet Yan Tingshen, and Sheng Xuanyuan stepped out of the threshold: "Brother Yan, do you want to see us?"
"There will be an assessment in a few days. There is something I don't understand about the scriptures and I want to come and ask for advice."
Qiong also didn't understand what he, a person who had never fallen out of the first place in exams, could not understand. After looking deeply into Yan Ting's eyes, it suddenly dawned on him that there was something in his words: "Okay, if there is anything you don't understand... let me teach you." you."
There are people coming and going at the door of the classroom. Not long ago, I have learned from the past and it is not suitable for small talk.
Arriving at the remote place where he usually practiced martial arts, Yan Tingshen took out a letter from his arms, and his words were not serious but the words were like a bolt from the blue: "The Cangyu Sword has come out."
The two were shocked when they heard this: "What?"
There were six famous swords in ancient times, and they were Yuan Qian, Cang Yu, Zhe Lei, Su Yin, Wu Xin, and Hua Zhong. Every famous sword has its own divine power, otherwise it would not become famous and become a legend spread among the world's monks. Now, Yan Tingshen actually said that with the advent of the second-ranked Cang Yu Sword, the world is bound to be turbulent and bloody.
"It was Su Ye who told me in a letter. He must have mentioned this in the letter he sent to you. He said that similar news had appeared in the world half a month ago. It has been proven to be true..." Yan Tingshen continued: "I thought you all got the letter yesterday. Last night I went to Xuanyuan to discuss the matter, but I didn't see you there several times, so I could only stay outside the classroom today. waiting."
"I've been staying in the mountains at night to practice recently, and I didn't go to pick up the letter yesterday." Sheng Xuanyuan replied truthfully. In order to improve his cultivation, he had been meditating instead of sleeping for a long time.
"It doesn't matter, I think we will know about such a big thing sooner or later." Yan Tingshen said with a somewhat serious tone: "This matter is extraordinary, I'm afraid it will cause another bloody storm. If Cang Yu falls into the hands of any sect, it may be the "ten sects" in the world. It’s time to reshuffle the deck again.”
Of the six famous swords, including Cang Yu, who just came out, four of them have already disappeared: the master of Hua Zhong Sword returned to the mountains and forests with his sword, and the Guangyao Sect is firmly at the top of the ten sects with the Wu Xin Sword. , the tear-breaking sword recognizes Qin Hanchuan as its master. Back then... Sheng Xuanyuan silently thought in his heart. Back then, due to the advent of the famous sword "Tear of Tears", the Fugu clan fell into disrepute and became known to the world. Out of greed, their entire family was massacred.
He was not yet born at that time, and nearly ten years had passed by the time Fu Gu's case was investigated. However, at a young age, he understood the truth that ordinary people are not guilty and those who possess a treasure are guilty, and he also understood that people's desires are deep.
Now that Qin Hanchuan has the Sheng family behind him, no matter how much people in the world covet the sword, they dare not set their sights on the Sheng family who protects the ancient clan.
In martial arts conflicts, the five major clans rarely intervene unless the fight gets too big. Now that the famous sword has been born, it has learned from the mistakes of the past, and they will definitely not ignore it. In principle, the area belonging to which clan should be settled by which clan to prevent unprovoked killings and injury to innocent people.
So Qiong also asked: "Where was Cangyu Sword when it came out?"
Yan Tingshen replied: "Changtai. The place where the Yue family is guarding."
Qiong also felt bad.
The five clans other than the Lu family are the four major immortal bloodlines passed down from ancient times, and each clan has its own mission. For example, the Su family taught rituals and brought blessings to the people; the Sheng family suppressed ghosts, warded off evil spirits, and calmed the yin and yang; and the Yue family, sitting on the top of Beishan, guarded the only rare treasures in the world, and also monitored the movements of the Demon Sect in the north.
Today's peace in the world is due to the fact that the Demon Sect was expelled from the middle-earth by five tribes and ten sects. They have been huddled in the north for nearly a hundred years without any movement. When the sword comes out, I am afraid there will be some action, Qiong Yi thought to himself.
"Changtai..." Sheng Xuanyuan muttered: "It's very close to the Demon Sect's headquarters. I'm afraid they won't miss this opportunity." After saying this, he thought to himself: I don't know how widely this news has spread. How will the tribe react?
Qiong also asked: "Where is Su Ye now?"
"It is estimated that he has arrived near Qinggui Gate in Dongyun Mountain. The letter said that after conveying the message to Qinggui Gate, he set off for Changtai." Yan Tingshen replied.
The journey is not close, and it would take more than a month to reach it using only carriages and horses. Qiong also calculated in her mind that Cang Yujian might already have its owner by then.
"Are you interested in Cang Yu's famous sword?" Yan Ting looked at the two of them and asked.
"Of course, that is a famous ancient sword. As a monk, everyone wants to see it, right?" Qiong also responded: "But if you are asking about your interest in taking it as your own, I am not very interested."
"I'm not interested." Sheng Xuanyuan said simply, "I just don't want to see this sword bring about a series of fights, fights and other troubles. What about you?"
Yan Ting smiled deeply: "Neither did I. But Su Ye will chase after him."
Sheng Xuanyuan raised his eyebrows: "You want to go?"
He replied: "I will go."
Qiong also raised her hand: "I want to go too!"
"Do you think it's possible for Master to let us out?" Sheng Xuanyuan felt that the scene of discussion around this place was a bit familiar.
"no way."
"no way."
The two of them answered one after another and reached the same conclusion.
"But Xuan Yuan, if you want to leave, can the masters stop you?" Yan Ting spread her hands deeply, with a smile in her crooked peach blossom eyes: "I will leave as soon as I want after the exam this time. Anyway, I have no one in the Yan family. , there will be no restrictions.”
After speaking, he looked at Qiong Yi, who had a somewhat serious expression: "I'm afraid... this girl won't be able to go."
"Me!" Qiong Yi wanted to say something, but held it back. She thought of her precarious ranking in the A-list, Zhu Yunluo who was still waiting for her in Guangyang, and Yang Suyong listening to the pre-school admonishment, and suddenly lost her breath: " I probably, seem, maybe, probably, probably... Oops! I definitely won't be able to go."
Sheng Xuanyuan patted her shoulder: "I'm not going either."
Yan Tingshen never expected to hear such an answer from him, so he continued: "Su Ye went there incognito and has nothing to do with the Su family. If I go, I will represent the Sheng family in the eyes of others. Although Cang Yu is ownerless, Before things get serious, the Beishan lineage should take care of them. Unless the Demon Sect really shows up, it won't be my turn."
Yan Ting paused deeply, "What you said is absolutely true."
Qiong Yi looked at Sheng Xuanyuan and said to Yan Tingshen: "If you go, please stay safe with Su Ye."
He nodded slightly: "Yeah."
"Five days after the Qingming Festival, there will be a spring banquet in Shaoquan."
Yan Ting didn't know why Sheng Xuanyuan mentioned this matter, so he continued to listen. "Can you meet Su Ye that day? A few of our friends will gather together and then we will send you off for a ride."
The timing was just right, Yan Ting smiled deeply: "Of course it's okay."
"Then it's settled."
After saying that, he turned his head and said to Qiong Yi: "Come with me?"
Qiong also raised the corners of her lips, "Of course."
*
Dongyun Mountain.
In the distance, the indigo mountains were filled with smoke and clouds, and the mountain flowers were blooming at the foot of the mountain. Before Su Ye found the mountain road, he asked the old man pulling a black buffalo not far away: "Old man!" He raised his hands high and spoke in a long voice. : "This is Dongyun Mountain, right? Do you know the way up the mountain?"
The old man looked at the young man's ordinary and mediocre face and asked, "The way up the mountain?" He raised his head and looked into the distance as if thinking, and then hunched over: "Never heard of it, never heard of it."
"You, who live on the mountain, don't you want to go up the mountain?" Su Ye saw him continuing to move forward and hurriedly chased after him.
"You want to go up the mountain? What are you doing up the mountain?" the old man asked without looking at him.
"Is this a fairy mountain? Of course I want to go up there and seek immortality!"
The buffalo chewed the grass calmly, wagging its tail from side to side. "Old man, you are not the kind of outsider who is written in the storybook, are you? You are here pretending to be a farmer and waiting for someone like me?"
"What? What!" The old man seemed to have bad ears and shouted, "I see people on this mountain! They all fly up on sticks! If you can't fly, of course you can't go up."
"Stick? I don't have a stick?" Su Ye pretended to be dumbfounded and thought to himself, could this old man be talking about the art of sword control? How could everyone in the Qinggui Sect know how to fly with a sword? There must be other ways out, "I see what you are doing The cane is very useful, why don’t you lend it to me for a ride?”
The old man waved his hand heavily and said, "Go! Go! Climb up the mountain by yourself."
The moment Su Ye made contact with the old man's body, he immediately realized that although he deliberately restrained his Qi, the strength was not something that an ordinary old man could achieve. He must have some cultivation, and said with a smile: "Don't see anyone fighting against you!" He looked at him in confusion: "What are you talking about, you little brat?" He turned around and quickened his pace, but still moved forward slowly.
"You don't want the chief disciple of the Qinggui Sect?" Su Ye asked with a smile.
The old man was startled, then slowly stood up straight, and his dull temperament suddenly disappeared: "What do you mean? Are you here to demonstrate?" Under his pale and intertwined eyebrows, there was a twinkle in his eyes. Hen Guang asked, "A member of the Bai Feng tribe?"
"The Su Ze clan." Su Ye took out the letter his father gave him from his arms: "If you want to save your disciples, prepare an apology gift and ask the head of your sect to come to my Su family's house to pick him up!"
The old man didn't move at first, and then quickly took away the letter, but Su Ye took it back: "No, no, no! I don't know who you are yet. What if it's some little guy... How about you still get it?" Let me go up the mountain, I have to hand it over to your leader personally."
Seeing his playful smile, the old man's veins popped out on his forehead: "Yellow-mouthed kid! You're rude in every possible way! Die quickly!"
"The author has something to say:
The protagonist group will be reunited soon (actually not soon) (in about ten chapters or so), because now (essentially) it’s still a date story~"
