Super Elation Under the Sun Chapter 283: Wind and snow come back to earth
lnmao.org, the fastest update of the latest chapters in the world!
Thinking of this, Li Fuyao felt a little funny himself. He was a young man in his early twenties, so he became a guest of a sect, the second in command, and he had to preside over the ceremony of accepting disciples.
Although this Xiaoyi Tower is now only a sect of Jianghu, no matter who it is, it is hard to say what will happen in the future. Now Jianshan has been closed, and it seems that this place can teach people to practice swords. Up.
This sword practice is naturally mountain swords.
When Li Fuyao was still in Beihai a few days ago, I heard that many monks went south to Dayu to the Jianshan Mountain. I would be disappointed if I wanted to come. Except for the few monks who had the opportunity to meet those who were still traveling in the mountains and rivers. Swordsman, by coincidence, there are also a few people who can truly embark on this path.
It's just that there won't be too many people.
Yufu stood aside and said obediently: "After all, the son is holding the nineteen handle. There should still be some prestige on the mountain. Otherwise, after they all embark on the path of cultivation, the son is afraid that he will be See you soon."
Li Fuyao was originally looking at the sword book he just brought over, listening to Yufu's words, a little smile, "I can't stay on the mountain for long, worry about what these do?"
Li Fuyao thinks so, but the Qingni who is picking up the clutter on the side is a rare refutation: "Since the son is a guest of Xiaoyi Tower, he is naturally majestic. Even if he leaves on a certain day, he is also a guest. How can he not care. "
Li Fuyao closed the book and was about to speak when someone came outside the bamboo building, Liu Ning.
Liu Ning's intention is not much different from what Yu Fu said before, that is, Li Fuyao needs to preside over the apprentice reception ceremony at Xiaoyi Tower, but this is not what they meant, but what Zhao Fengchen said personally.
If someone else spoke, Li Fuyao would probably refuse, but since he spoke to Fengchen, Li Fuyao had no reason to refuse, so he quickly agreed.
Liu Ning said: "The head said, this selection of disciples is up to you. If you don't want to accept any of them, they will all be sent down the mountain. If they are all eye-catching, they can all be accepted under the sect."
Li Fuyao twitched at the corner of his mouth. He hadn't thought about accepting disciples. He would have been able to see if people can set foot on the practice of kendo. He just taught people how to practice swords, so he didn't have any interest.
He looked at Liu Ning, thought about it, and said, "When you and Ye Zhou preside over the general affairs, I will come forward."
Liu Ning nodded, and after Chao Fengchen watched all the martial arts on Ganhe Mountain, he selected more than 20 people to pass down the sword scriptures. Among these more than 20 people, except for the older generation Apart from the elderly, Liu Ning made the fastest progress in this generation of disciples, if Ye Zhou were to be counted.
It is the two of them.
Nature is extremely prestigious.
Let them preside over this apprenticeship ceremony. I think there will be no problem.
After saying this, Li Fuyao didn't want to say any more, and after letting Liu Ning leave, he picked up the sword book again.
Yufu fiddled with the stove carefully, occasionally adding charcoal. Looking at Li Fuyao these days, she found that the son had never practiced swords for the rest of the time except for a few hours a day, and did not even meditate.
She was very surprised. She kept thinking, if she has cultivated to the point where she is a young man, is that what she has to do?
Just for some reason, she didn't ask any questions.
Qingni is different. After Liu Ning left, he kept talking about what to wear, how to appear on stage, and what kind of words to say at that time.
Li Fuyao was a little helpless.
I looked up outside and found that the snow had stopped. Yufu said that there is a restaurant at the foot of the mountain. Every winter, there is a famous dish that is extremely delicious.
It's called boiled tofu.
Li Fuyao has eaten many local dishes made by Yufu these days, and he has become more fond of chili.
When I heard that this dish is called boiled tofu, I thought of it as bland and tasteless. Li Fuyao was a little strange that Yufu also liked this kind of dish, "What's so delicious about tofu?"
Yufu shook his head and said softly: "Of course tofu is average, but that restaurant has homemade chili peppers, which naturally tastes different."
Li Fuyao put down the book, without thinking too much, only said a word.
Then Li Fuyao was going to carry the sword box on his back, Yufu frowned, and Qingni directly grabbed it, "What is the identity of the son, how can he carry it personally? This kind of thing, the slave and the servant hold the son for the son. Just read it."
Li Fuyao was startled, thinking for a while, it seemed that it was not appropriate to carry the sword case, so he only took the blue silk and hung it around his waist, not allowing them to hold it.
Walking out of the bamboo building, Li Fuyao wondered if he wanted to inform the Feng Lu, and then he thought, this guy has been running to the hot spring all the time these days, he has disappeared long ago, and there is nothing to say.
Just give up.
Li Fuyao is a guest of Xiaoyi Tower. His natural status is extremely honorable. He doesn't need to report to go down the mountain. He doesn't worry about the safety of Chaofengchen. After all, he can send Liu Ning to spread the message, which means that he is not in retreat Major event, since it is not a major event, no one on the mountain can hurt him.
A swordsman in the Taiqing realm had no difficulty in keeping the Xiaoyilou chickens and dogs from staying.
The ceremony for collecting disciples is still some time away. Even if they didn't rush back, they just let them wait. Xiaoyi Tower is the No. 1 Sword Sect in Beihai Jianghu, so naturally it has this confidence.
Li Fuyao went down the mountain with Yufu and Qingni, two maids, one of whom has already embarked on the path of spiritual practice. Although he did not even enter the first stage, he is still not an ordinary person. The other is practicing swordsman. After practicing for several months, Li Fuyao has been teaching for so long, it is no ordinary martial arts martial artist.
There is snow on the mountain road, but for the three of them, it is not difficult.
When he went down the mountain, Li Fuyao had only thought about wearing a blue shirt, but when he saw the two maids beside him wrapped up like a zongzi, he thought about it, and put a pair on the outside in order not to be dazzling. A thick robe.
Li Fuyao has grown a bit longer in the past year, so even if it is so thick, it is not bloated, and it is obvious to people that it is not an ordinary person at a glance.
On the way down the mountain, Li Fuyao and his party have already met a few climbers, most of them are teenagers, and some are accompanied by elders.
Li Fuyao thought that this should be the people who went to the mountain to apprentice.
They looked at Li Fuyao as the Xuanjian descended the mountain, and most of them thought that this must be the rich young man who went to the mountain earlier, but he went to the mountain to apprentice with a maid. He must have been scolded by the seniors on the mountain, and then sent off. mountain. So most of them are sneered.
Li Fuyao ignored it at all.
Walking down the mountain, I saw a young man in rags.
Seeing Li Fuyao coming, the young man didn't bow, just abruptly stepped aside.
Li Fuyao stood for a moment when he passed by, and asked: "Why did you go up the mountain to practice swords?"
The boy was silent for a moment, but after all he did not evade the question, "Practicing swords for revenge."
Li Fuyao let out a cry, and then continued slowly down the mountain.
The young man who still had a lot to say was at a loss.
According to those recorded in the stories, Li Fuyao will be a rich young man even if he is not a master on the mountain. Either he should be asked to go up the mountain to practice swordsmanship, and then carefully teach him, one day he will become a generation of peerless swordsmen, or he should Quietly listened to the story he told, and then left the gold and silver.
But whether it's the former or the latter, it's all a story in a book.
No Li Fuyao, Li Fuyao used to be a storyteller, but now he only practices swords.
Besides, he is now anxious to go down the mountain to eat boiled tofu.
Qing Ni asked cautiously behind him: "My son, seeing that he is so pitiful, won't you help him?"
Li Fuyao laughed and said: "If he can practice swords, he will be a disciple of Xiaoyilou in the future. Mr. You Chao looks at him, and the enemy dare to take him. When he is successful in swordsmanship, killing the enemy is easy. If he fails, Is it possible that I have to avenge him?"
"There is no greater reason to avenge your own grievances than this."
Li Fuyao's remarks are straightforward, but they are not wrong.
Although Qing Ni felt a bit awkward at these remarks, he did not feel resentful towards Li Fuyao because of this.
……
……
Going down the mountain was just to eat a plate of steaming boiled tofu in the cold winter, but when Li Fuyao knew that the restaurant was full, he had no choice but to laugh.
Li Fuyao doesn't matter, just wait if there is no place.
It's just that the restaurant is full, and they can only wait at the roasted sweet potato stall beside the street.
Fortunately, there is no wind and snow, and the stove for roasting sweet potatoes is very warm
Yufu went to talk to the slightly blessed restaurant shopkeeper and didn't know what he said, but when he came back, his face was pretty good.
Li Fuyao was sitting next to the stove, peeling sweet potato skins with Yufu and green mud.
The sweet potato seller is an old man, with a mild temper, no business, and not annoyed. Seeing Li Fuyao with a sword at his waist, he didn't feel scared, so he sat next to Li Fuyao, took out a pot of wine, and put it on the stove. On, soon there will be wine to drink.
But it seems that there is no plan to give Li Fuyao a drink.
Li Fuyao watched for a long time, and finally couldn't help but let Yu Fu go to the opposite restaurant to buy a pot of wine.
Only then did Yufu know that the son is going to drink.
Bringing the wine back, Li Fuyao put the wine on the stove to warm it.
When Li Fuyao's sweet potatoes are almost eaten, the wine can be drunk.
Li Fuyao thought for a while. It seemed that the last time I drank, I was drinking with Ning Yingxue in Xianyan Academy.
With a sip of wine, Li Fuyao's face is full of satisfaction.
The old man sneered: "I love wine very much, so I have to hold it back, so why bother?"
Li Fuyao turned his head to look at the old man, and smiled and asked: "Then why do you always sell sweet potatoes? Anyway, you can survive."
The old man glanced at him, "Self-reliant, self-reliant. That's the truth, is it possible that you still don't talk about it?"
Li Fuyao smiled and nodded, "As it should be."
The old man suddenly became interested, "I think you are a person who likes to be reasonable, should we be reasonable?"
Li Fuyao smiled bitterly: "But now I just want to eat a bite of boiled tofu."
This sentence made the old man furious, "Rotten wood can't be carved!"
Yufu only felt that the old man was unreasonable, so he was a little angry, but Qing Ni noticed that when the old man said this, Li Fuyao had already held the hilt of the sword.
The wind and snow are coming to the world again.