The second gentleman of the academy is called Jun Mo.
Yu Liancheng can guarantee that once this second gentleman appears on the street, he will immediately attract the attention of most people.
This is not because the second senior brother is exceptionally handsome or ugly, but simply because of the ancient crown that stands high on his head like a laundry stick.
When he saw this ancient crown, the first thing Yu Liancheng thought of was the "so big" line from the Goddess in The Deer and the Cauldron, so he had a hard time restraining himself from laughing.
Compared with this tall ancient crown like a stick, Mr. Second's appearance is much more normal, but he is also very unique.
His eyebrows are straight, the bridge of his nose is high, and his lips are thin. He is not handsome, but there is nothing wrong with him. His black hair is combed neatly and meticulously, neither leaning to the left nor to the right. The two eyebrows are exactly the same, seemingly symmetrical, and the eyes are calm and focused.
There is not a single fault in the whole person.
Or perhaps, this is the biggest problem.
After hearing Yu Liancheng's question, Mr. Er said calmly: "I have heard of the name of Liu Bai Sword Master for a long time, but I just wish I had no chance to meet him."
Yu Liancheng said with a half-smile, "If I could see you, your name would be famous all over the world, and the sword master Liu Bai would never be mentioned again in the world."
"This is a bit arrogant, but it is undeniable that I have had such thoughts."
Jun Mo spoke calmly, not hiding his pride.
"I have seen Liu Bai's sword, and I happen to know a little bit about his sword."
Yu Liancheng reached out and grabbed it, and a stream of air spread out. A branch of the willow tree a few feet away broke off and fell into his palm.
His temperament suddenly changed, he was calm and calm, and his whole body seemed to be exuding a stinging sword intent, which made people's eyes hurt. It seemed that it was not a weak branch, but a peerless divine sword at that time.
If Liu Yiqing were here, he would probably suspect that the eyes were caused by Liu Bai's disguise.
However, if you look closely, you can see that there is still a slight difference in temperament between the two.
Liu Bai is a bit more cold and arrogant than Yu Liancheng, while Yu Liancheng is a bit more elegant and free.
"Look."
Yu Liancheng smiled slightly and drew his sword.
The next moment, water from the Yellow River surged into the sky. The momentum is majestic, the turbid waves are surging into the sky, thousands of waves are sweeping across, the thunder is like rolling thunder, and it is like thousands of horses galloping and roaring.
When you see this big river.
Jun Mo, who had always been strict and old-fashioned and never seemed to be associated with the emotion of excitement, finally showed excitement.
Because when he saw this surging river, he found that he actually had an emotion called "fear". Because this emotion was unfamiliar, he was very excited.
His weapon is a wide, straight and square iron sword, just like him.
His eyes were filled with fierce fighting spirit, and he swung his iron sword and struck down the river.
The broad and straight iron sword, carrying the power of the toppling mountains, struck heavily in the turbid river water.
The river suddenly parted to both sides, as if forced to change its course by human power. Then soon the river surged back again, gushing incessantly.
Jun Mo continued to slash out, one sword, ten swords, a thousand swords...
However, no matter how the iron sword is swung, even though it can change things for a while, it can never stop the surging river. It is exactly "the sword cuts off the water and the water flows again."
Jun Mo's black hair was flowing, and his expression was still focused, calm, and even dull. His arms were already a little sore, but he was still swinging the sword firmly.
It seems that he can cut from the beginning of the world to the end of the world.
It's a pity that the manpower is limited, and his strength is being consumed little by little, and this surging river is not only as turbulent as it seems on the surface, but also has countless rapids and undercurrents.
So Jun Mo was finally submerged in the river.
Just when Jun Mo suspected that he was about to be sucked into the long river, Yu Liancheng turned his wrist and the sword power was suddenly withdrawn. For a moment, the sky was clear, the clouds were clear, and the breeze was bright.
Jun Mo stuck the iron sword on the ground and kept his back straight and erect. There was cold sweat on his forehead: "This, is Liu Bai's sword?!"
"Yes, this is Liu Bai Dahe's sword intention. He cannot enter even one foot in front of him even if he is above the five realms."
Yu Liancheng said leisurely: "But this was Liu Bai just a few months ago. Liu Bai now, I think he is already stronger."
"He is indeed very strong." Jun Mo pursed his lips tightly, his expression looking serious and serious. But the fighting spirit in his eyes has never been extinguished.
Even though Liu Bai's sword of the river is unstoppable, he is the proudest second gentleman. Strong enemies will only excite him and make him work hard, but they will not make him despair.
Suddenly, Jun Mo seemed to remember something and asked, "Liu Bai lost to you?!"
"Not bad." Yu Liancheng nodded with a smile.
Jun Mo said: "How many moves?"
"Just like you."
Jun Mo's pupils dilated and his body trembled slightly.
Yu Liancheng took two steps forward and patted Jun Mo on the shoulder with a smile: "Young man, don't lose heart. Sooner or later, this world will be yours."
Jun Mo pondered for a moment, his expression became more solemn, and his eyes were fixed on Yu Liancheng: "I, want to see your sword..."
"Jun Mo, Mr. Yu is the teacher's guest, please stop making trouble." At this moment, a scholar emerged from the waterfall.
There was nothing surprising about the scholar's appearance, his expression was simple and amiable, he was wearing an old cotton robe that was too thick for the spring day, and a pair of broken straw sandals. Whether they were old cotton robes or worn-out straw sandals, they were all covered in dust, as if they hadn't been washed in countless years.
But for some reason, this man looked spotless, from the inside to the outside, from his heart to his body, he was extremely clean.
"I've met senior brother."
Jun Mo quickly gathered his thoughts and bowed to the visitor. Every move he made was done in a measured and orderly manner, never giving off the impression of being rude.
The scholar smiled slightly at Jun Mo. He held a scroll in his right hand and a wooden ladle tied to his waist: "Li Manman, Li of the academy, has met Mr. Yu. I have been waiting for you for a long time. Please come with me, sir."
Yu Liancheng slowly left with Mr. Li.
As for Jun Mo, he knew that Yu Liancheng would stay in the back mountain for a while, so he was not in a hurry to take action.
The mountain road was long and narrow, and the two of them moved forward slowly.
Yu Liancheng glanced at the book in Li Manman's hand and said with a smile: "Can I borrow the book in Mr. Da's hand for a look?"
"Please." Li slowly handed the book to Yu Liancheng with a smile.
Yu Liancheng took the book and started reading it casually, his expression slightly solemn.
Because this book is the Book of Heaven and the Mingzi scroll that was taken away by the Great Priest of Light who established the Demon Sect thousands of years ago. What is recorded above is the most essential law of the world.
The Master once said: "Among the seven volumes of the Heavenly Book, the most important one is the Tianzi Volume, but the really interesting ones are the Mingzi Volume. As for the other volumes, it is fine not to read them.
Yu Liancheng walked and watched, but his speed was not slow, following Li Manman.
Not long after, the two of them arrived at the cliff of the back mountain.
When Yu Liancheng raised his head, he saw the most legendary existence in the world - Master.
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(End of chapter)
