Super Elation Under the Sun Chapter 297: Walking the rivers and lakes

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After Xia Chan's most annoying time, the weather gradually cooled down.

Li Fuyao went to the Tibetan sword building today to get the last sword book. After reading it by the window, he drank a sip of tea, and then listened to Yufu saying that Changlin was here again, and he still asked Yufu to play him. After going back, Yu Fu walked back to the bamboo building after finishing the incense sticks this time.

Chang Lin concentrates on swordsmanship. After so many days, the progress is not slow, and Yufu is more and more struggling to deal with it.

"My son, Chang Lin goes fast. I'm afraid I won't be able to beat it next time."

Li Fuyao said casually: "He will let him go down the mountain next time he comes back, only telling him that his realm is not high, and he will return to the mountain for meditation after he gets his revenge. Needless to say. If he doesn't want to, Let him go."

Yufu said, I always feel that Li Fuyao is different these days, but she can't tell if she has to say something, but I feel that Li Fuyao's air is more calm than before. .

Li Fuyao stood up, looked at the scenery by the window for a moment, and suddenly smiled: "Yufu, let's have a hot pot at night."

Yufu then remembered that it seemed that hot pot had not been cooked in this bamboo building for almost a month.

She suddenly felt a little strange. She looked at Li Fuyao in a white robe. Yu Fu had actually noticed that Li Fuyao usually only wears that blue shirt. He didn’t change into this white shirt until half a month ago. The gown has not been changed for half a month.

As for the blue shirt, it was naturally taken by the fish to wash it, and it was carefully stacked neatly.

Yufu asked cautiously: "Is the son leaving?"

Li Fuyao turned his head in a little surprise, but didn't intend to cover it. He nodded and smiled: "Although I am not qualified to set foot in the demon land, I still want to see this mountain and river, and the sword in the hidden sword building. The score has been read, there is no reason to keep it."

For the Qingsi realm after the Qingsi realm, Li Fuyao initially set the goal to break open before the age of thirty, but until after seeing the Qinghuai girl in Beihai, he stayed full on the seabed of the Beihai. After one year, and after gaining a lot of benefits, I felt that this time could be moved forward. It was not that Li Fuyao wanted to change his mind after seeing that he was far higher than before.

It's just like those people beside him. Except for the old ancestors who have been reluctant to let Li Fuyao go to practice swordsmanship, he prefers Li Fuyao to go his own way. It doesn't matter how fast he walks. The rest of the people beside him, whether it was the girl Qinghuai who hoped that Li Fuyao would go to the sea as soon as possible, or the future father-in-law of Qingtianjun who explained that he could not marry Qinghuai without setting foot in the sea.

Or some other people, including people like Emperor Yanling in Luoyang City, are willing to leave Li Fuyao faster and faster.

So Li Fuyao seemed to feel that there were a lot of hands behind him pushing him forward.

It has to be faster.

Even so, Li Fuyao still remembered the teachings of his ancestors and took every step steadily.

Fetching sword books and reading books in the Tibetan sword building, and raising swords in the bamboo building. This is what Li Fuyao has done the most in the past two years. After he read those sword books, naturally there is no reason to stay.

The Qingsi Sword and Sword Nineteen are two swords these days. In fact, Sword Nineteen is still treated mediocrely by Li Fuyao. The Qingsi Sword is about to reach the point where he has a heart, but Sword Nineteen has not been warmed up yet. Several times, it wasn't that Li Fuyao was unwilling, but Li Fuyao was thinking that if he finds a suitable owner for Jian Nineteen in the future, it won't be troublesome to send it out.

To this day, Li Fuyao still keeps in mind the phrase that although the world is big, one sword is enough.

The mountains and rivers are so great, but he still needs to look at them a little bit.

There is no permanent banquet under the sky.

Yu Fu asked again: "Autumn is not a good day at the gate, can't the son wait until next spring to leave?"

When she said this, Yufu's eyes were reddish, as if she was holding back tears.

Li Fuyao smiled freely, "If you travel in autumn, don't have a taste."

Seeing that Yufu was still talking, Li Fu waved his hand, smiled and said, "Remember to let Mr. Chao come at night."

Farewell is such a thing, naturally, it is necessary to make it clear to the owner.

Yufu gave a cry, rubbed his eyes, and went to prepare the hot pot alone.

……

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At dusk, a white robe came slowly towards Fengchen.

Two swordsmen in the same white robes are sitting opposite each other.

It's still the churn of bright red soup, and it's still hot pot with spicy and delicious flavor.

Chao Fengchen poured a glass of wine, and said with a smile: "I thought you were a fool to read those ten thousand books. I just figured it out a few days ago. You depend on the person who wrote the score. In his aura and state of mind, even though the realm of Wu Fu is not as good as that of the monks on the mountain, as long as he is a sword fanatic, he naturally has a kind of aura. If you look at so much aura, you can naturally benefit from it."

Li Fuyao glanced at the hip flask, but never reached out, just took a sip of hot tea, and smiled: "The ancestors and Uncle Liu said that this sword practice is always good in the red dust. I will carefully After thinking about it, it should be to see thousands of roads, and then choose the one that suits you to go, or else you can build a road yourself."

Chao Fengchen asked: "found it?"

Li Fu shook his head.

In fact, it is normal, and swordsmanship is different, but most of them are not separated from the ones created by the predecessors in the first place.

In the final analysis, you have to rely on the three avenues of Jianqi Jianyi Swordsmanship that have long been certified by countless swordsmen.

Fortunately, the master Chen Sheng is a hand-sweeping shopkeeper, but the three masters and uncles at the foot of Jianshan are all experts in swordsmanship, sword intent, and sword inspiring, so Li Fuyao has never walked on limped legs.

Only one item, Li Fuyao is much higher than the starting point of an ordinary swordsman.

Just because of this, I wanted to take a new path, but it was not much harder than climbing.

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In Yiyi's farewell night, what Li Fuyao and Chao Fengchen talked about the most was still about kendo. Yufu was not very interested and didn't interrupt much.

Zhao Fengchen was full of wine and food, and said straightforwardly: "Li Fuyao, this trip down the mountain is always here. After he finishes his revenge, you can separate again. If it was in the past, this is a **** thing, I never worry about it. , But now I have the intention to make him the next head of Xiaoyi."

Zhao Fengchen’s mind was never the same as Xiaoyi Tower, so it is inevitable to leave in the future, but who should be the head of this Xiaoyi Tower after leaving, and who should continue to implement the rules set by Zhao Fengchen , In fact, very elegant.

Li Fuyao thought it was either Ye Zhou or Liu Ning.

Now it seems that it is not either of these two people.

Li Fuyao agreed without hesitation. Since he is continuing to travel the mountains and rivers, and he is not in a hurry to go to the demon land before the Taiqing realm, it is not a big deal no matter where he goes.

It's not a big deal to take a permanent presence and protect him for a while.

"Sir, can the slave and maidservant be together?"

Unexpectedly, Yufu spoke out at this moment.

Zhao Fengchen is silent. Where does he have so much thought to manage things on the mountain?

Li Fuyao looked at Yufu with helpless eyes.

Yu Fu blinked, "When the son leaves alone, the slave servant and Chang Lin will also have a look after them when they return."

Yu Fu practiced his sword almost extremely fast. The disciples of the same age on the mountain, I am afraid that only Liu Ning or Ye Zhou can win the battle. Yu Fu led Chang Lin back, and it seemed that it was not bad.

Li Fuyao couldn't make up his mind. When he looked up at Chao Fengchen, the swordsman in white robes who had finished the hot pot had already drifted away.

Li Fuyao could only rub his head, and then said helplessly: "Remember to tell Chang Lin and wait for me in front of the bamboo building tomorrow morning."

Yufu nodded happily.

Even the emotion of parting soon dissipated a lot.

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After Chen Jiu stayed in Cheng's Mansion, Cheng Yusheng later realized that this was not a good thing.

When he entered the palace that day, the emperor with a good temper and temperament did not ask much about his uncle. He just said that since he is an uncle, he should be treated according to the teacher's courtesy.

This is also telling Cheng Yusheng that there is no need to add more words and do more.

Returning to Chengfu, from the early morning of the second day, the old man who had a realm enough to deter most of the monks in the world began to teach Cheng Yusheng to practice swordsmanship. Cheng Yusheng was actually suffering, and his mind was pretty good, if not In this way, his master would not accept him at the beginning. After entering the Qingsi realm over the years, he has never slackened on the matter of cultivation, but after all, there is no master teacher around and progress is slow.

The old man now lives in Chengfu and is the teacher of their line. Naturally, for Cheng Yusheng, it is a great blessing.

Only after the first day, Cheng Yusheng didn't think so at all.

The old man's teaching is too terrible.

The old man’s method can’t be said to be rare, it can even be said to be too common. As soon as the sound of Cheng Yu arrives in the small courtyard every day, it must be the old man’s level of cultivation that he has completely retreated for the time being. He became an ordinary martial artist, and the old man began to make Cheng Yusheng suffer with the simplest method of fighting his physique.

In the past, it was good to have a body of Qi to protect the body, but now that the Qi in the spiritual house can't be adjusted at all, it is a big pain to beat the body like this.

A few days earlier, Cheng Yusheng, tired of his legs and feet, returned to his residence as pale as paper, which made the elders of his family who always loved him go to the small yard to seek justice, but he was categorically stopped by him. .

This old man who hardly interfered with the court affairs made a cruel remark that day, anyone who dares to harass the old man, regardless of his status in the family, must be driven out of the Cheng family.

This made the elders who were only thinking about the relationship with Cheng Yusheng to be able to enter a little house, and suddenly dispelled this thought. Some of the elders of Cheng Yusheng who really loved Cheng Yusheng were at most complaining about the old man, but in the end they did not dare to disobey. .

The old man is rarely angry, and dare to fight against him, he must be unable to eat.

Besides, Cheng Yusheng himself didn't complain at home, you guys are so worried.

Actually, the old man is used to beat his body. If the general monk knows that he is playing a blue silk monk, he is afraid to laugh off his teeth, saying that the old man is a misunderstanding, but since the old man is a climber The monks in the realm, doing this has become definitely meaningful, which dare to look down upon?

Most of the monks who climb the stairs are practicing with great concentration. How many of them are walking in the world?

Furthermore, the famous figures in the mountains and rivers today are all in this state.

Su Ye, the head of the Academy, Shen Xieshan, the main beam, and Lin Hongzhu, the leader of the demon cult who caused the boundless storm before?

These are all cultivation bases of the Landing Realm.

Go up and find a few people who are more brilliant than them, I'm afraid I can only look up at the sky.

At dusk, after another day, Cheng Yusheng picked up a wooden stool and sat in the small courtyard. He looked at the uncle drinking wine. He became greedy and asked, “Uncle, give me a drink. Drink?"

The old man turned his head and glanced at Cheng Yusheng, and opened his mouth to refuse, "You take a few sips, how can you get it? If the old man drank all this ten thousand catties of wine, what should I do? Isn't it watching the heavenly people at ease ?"

Cheng Yusheng thought to himself that he hadn't drunk it before, and how much time has passed since you have been so happy all the time.

Although I was thinking about this, when I opened my mouth, my mouth changed to another language, "Uncle, the saints of the three religions are sitting in the clouds with ease, you will be cut at every turn, as if there is no What is the reason!"

The old man seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and asked: "I ask you, why did Chao Qingqiu kill a great demon in Beihai?"

A few days ago, Chao Qingqiu's killing of Kunpeng in Beihai has long been known in the world. It has been passed down from the mouth of the monks who watched the battle. Even ordinary people in these worlds know that there is a sword immortal. The killing power, Cheng Yusheng naturally knew. When the news reached Luoyang City before, Cheng Yusheng still thought of the young man with the sword box on his back, and of course he thought of Ye Shengge.

Cheng Yusheng tentatively said: "The demon land has produced a great demon for no reason. If the sword immortal doesn't kill it, the demon clan will have a big chance, and it will not be of any benefit to the human clan."

The old man glanced at Cheng Yusheng, took a sip, and asked, "What did Chao Qingqiu get after killing the big demon?"

Cheng Yusheng suddenly raised his head, "There are more monks in the world who want to learn swords!"

The old man smiled and nodded, "When Qingqiu launched a sword to kill the big demon, he naturally accumulated a monstrous reputation, so that so many monks have really seen the sword fairy style once, even if it is only one-tenth. It's not bad for the monk to have this idea. As for the sword mountain, how many people can actually walk into the sword way, although it is hard to say, don't you think this is the introduction to the swordsman's line of reappearance?"

"There is still a sword fairy sitting in the swordsman line, which can make the Three Sect monks fear a little bit, but our line is just some lonely ghosts, if we don’t kill one or two heavenly people, how can we Worthy of others?"

Cheng Yu was startled, and then smiled bitterly: "That's why the uncle must do something to the saint?"

The old man laughed but said nothing, but did not give an answer.

To kill the saint, apart from the real struggle of life and death, there is more to bear.

The saint is the greatest reliance against the monster race, killing for no reason is bound to be intolerable.

The old man took a sip of wine and murmured: "It's not easy to kill."

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In the early morning of the autumn day, he came to Ganhe Mountain as scheduled. Li Fuyao put on a blue shirt, carried a sword box on his back, and walked out of the bamboo building slowly, with the red face hanging from Yufu's waist, following Li Fuyao.

Chang Lin stood outside the bamboo building and waited for a long time.

This stubborn teenager always thinks that revenge is his own business, and he doesn’t need someone to accompany him. But after all, it’s in Xiaoyi Tower. The words of the head of Chao Fengchen are more effective than Master Liu Ning. No one can ignore it. .

How powerful Li Fuyao is, Chang Lin has been vividly remembered until now. If Li Fuyao really wants to help him, this revenge is a very simple matter.

But Changlin was still reluctant, and he opposed it at the beginning. For this reason, he went to ask Chaofengchen personally, but Chaofengchen was so determined that he didn't pay attention to Changlin at all.

Furthermore, Li Fuyao promised never to help. He just went down the mountain to protect his fate. In this way, Chang Lin's face looked much better.

The three descended from the mountain. Chang Lin was Liu Ning's disciple. He had always been unclear about the generation of the only guest, and in the end he simply referred to him as his uncle.

Walking on the mountain road, Chang Lin asked: "Uncle Master, when I first met, why did I stop talking after hearing that I wanted to practice swordsmanship for revenge? Didn't Chang Lin be optimistic about Chang Lin?"

This question has been perplexed in Chang Lin's mind for a long time before asking.

Li Fuyao thought for a while, and said straightforwardly: "At that time, I was just thinking about going down the mountain to eat boiled tofu. I had no other thoughts. I just asked casually. Even if I forgot, there is no such thing as what you said. I’m really not optimistic. If you saw me in the pavilion that day, it would be impossible to visit Xiaoyi Tower."

Chang Lin gave a cry, and his face looked much better.

Li Fuyao glanced at him and said something more, "Vengeance is always your own business, no matter what you think, what you think, or what I think, you still have to do it yourself, and I have enemies. , The level of revenge is up to you. I will not intervene, but if you want to kill innocent people, I will kill you even if I want to abolish you."

"As for what is innocent, and to what extent is innocent enough, I want to make your own calculations."

"Vengeance is a matter for you and your enemy, don't anger others."

Li Fuyao said these words, and suddenly laughed at himself: "Suddenly feel that I am talking too much."

Yu Fu covered her mouth and chuckled behind her, "The son is right."

Actually, these words were probably thought of from my previous experience in Luoyang City and later when I faced Qingni in the small town below the mountain. It makes no sense to tell others.

But it's just right to talk about the time when you really want revenge.

As for whether Chang Lin can listen, Li Fuyao doesn't seem to care too much.

Some words are said, whether it can be used by others depends on luck.

The three of them went down the mountain and walked almost halfway, when suddenly they saw a **** donkey on the side of the mountain road.

Li Fuyao patted his forehead and smiled helplessly, "I even forgot you."

Who else can this black donkey be if it is not a bath?

In the past two years, he wandered around in the mountains, often haunted the hot springs, and spent very little time in the bamboo building, which made Li Fuyao not remember that there was a bathhouse for a while.

Looking at Feng Lu, Li Fuyao smiled and asked, "Let's go together?"

The Feng Lu rolled his eyes and ignored him.

You are gone, let Lao Tzu face the wind and dust on the mountain alone?

I don’t suffer this sin!

Li Fuyao understood what he meant, so he smiled. This time the three people went down the mountain and turned into three people and one donkey.

Just right.