Super Elation Under the Sun Chapter 303: What we did

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Ganhe Mountain, Xiaoyi Tower.

The bamboo building was completely emptied after Li Fuyao left. This was originally the best place to live on the mountain. Usually the head of the house lived. After Li Fuyao went up the mountain, Li Fuyao let Li Fuyao live for about a year. , Because Li Fuyao was the guest of Xiaoyi Tower, and had a close relationship with the head of Fengchen, so during those times, no one raised any objections.

Now that Li Fuyao has left, this bamboo building hangs down again. Some senior elders on the mountain want to move here. Now Liu Ning and Ye Zhou are in charge of things on the mountain. Chao Fengchen didn't care too much about big things and small things, so they left to discuss it, but he couldn't make up his mind about the ownership of this bamboo building.

Chao Fengchen has no requirements for a place to live, so he stays in that quiet room on weekdays. Except for occasional trips to the Tibetan Sword Tower, it is almost difficult to see him elsewhere. Liu Ning and Ye Zhou thought about it carefully. Thinking, in the end, he decided to report to Zhao Fengchen, and he decided the ownership of the bamboo house.

After I reported it, I only got a two-word reply.

Let it go.

Chao Fengchen's words on the Ganhe Mountain are not only the prestige he established when he became the head of the day, but also the affection accumulated after passing down the sword script. Since Chao Fengchen has spoken, he is fighting for the bamboo building. It ended completely.

Only occasional people passing by the bamboo house still feel that such a good place to live, and it’s just empty, it’s a waste.

In the early morning of this day, I opened my eyes towards Fengchen, walked out of the quiet room, glanced at the frosted weeds in the distance, thinking that it was another winter soon.

Practitioners, retreat is a common thing. Sometimes when you open your eyes and close your eyes, it is the spring and autumn passing. Whether things change in the world or the vicissitudes of life, it cannot be changed after all.

Although Chao Fengchen spends most of the time sitting in a quiet room to meditate, it is not a true retreat, but because it is difficult to come out once, he has no idea about the passage of time.

Looking at this world for a few moments, Chao Fengchen thought about the days when Li Fuyao left, and then thought about turning back to the quiet room, but then he felt a surge of sword energy from far to near, from far away. Come.

A sword came lasing!

Zhao Fengchen picked up his white robe, stood in place, and watched quietly, the iron sword hanging in front of him stopped at a tenth of a meter, and he couldn't make any further progress.

A withered old man appeared. He stretched out his hand to hold the iron sword, quickly retracted the sword and returned it to its sheath, and then asked some incredible words: "Chao Fengchen, have you come from Taiqing to Chaomu this year?" "

It was the founder of the Beihai Sword Tomb who worked with Chao Fengchen to calculate the nineteenth sword.

Nodded towards Fengchen, without saying much.

The withered old man was a little shocked, and then he muttered: "At that time, I thought you were the reincarnation of a certain kendo senior, but I thought about it. Even so, I can be in the morning and evening in a short 30 to 40 years. In the last life, you Mustn't be a great swordsman who goes upstairs?"

In one year, from Taiqing to Chaomu, it was already an incredible speed of practice. If the withered old man knew that Chaofengchen really began to practice, it would only be four or five years, so I just want to Secretly sighed that the sky is unfair.

How could there be such a evildoer in the world?

Compared to outsiders’ incomprehension, Chao Fengchen is actually very clear. His own path is towards Qingqiu, so he can bypass all detours in the world when he walks. Seeking straight in the curve, Chao Qingqiu is already It proved that his road can lead directly to the sea, so it is not difficult to walk towards Fengchen.

However, Chao Fengchen is still considering whether to follow this road to the end. Although it may not be possible to reach the sea, it will not be too difficult to cross the spring and autumn to reach the building.

The withered old man pressed his heart and was shocked, and asked: "I have been walking through Ganhe Mountain just now, and found that some people on that mountain have more or less embarked on this road, towards Fengchen, what do you really want to do? Want to turn Gan Heshan into the second sword mountain?"

"Even so, who is the one who walked down Jianshan, who can walk out of Gan Heshan, don't you know the difference in your heart?"

When the withered old man founded the Beihai Sword Tomb more than a hundred years ago, he never thought that one day, this Jianghu sect could become a fairy house on the mountain, even if he learned the sword by fate, he would pass on his identity as the head, and then he would be alone. Subsequent cultivation, never thought that Ganhe Mountain could have the same situation as it is today.

Zhao Fengchen smiled freely, "There are different levels of cultivation, but no level of kendo."

"Since they want to practice swordsmanship, I will give them a chance. Even if they don’t go far in the future and reach the end, what about? Kendo has withered for six thousand years, and if it continues to wither like this, if you are lucky enough to survive, maybe One day after a few hundred years, when you look up, no one uses a sword, no one can be called a swordsman. Have you ever imagined such a situation?"

"I thought to Fengchen, it’s not that a few hundred years later, the swordsman is still standing on the heads of the other monks, but that there will be so many chic characters with swords instead of someone turning them over. Looking around for ancient books, I can only find a sword fairy like Chao Qingqiu."

The withered old man frowned and said: "The watcher has to go to Jianshan, how can he not walk Ganheshan?"

Chao Fengchen smiled and said: "When you reach a certain level, you will go down the mountain. Why do you have to be on Ganhe Mountain? Even if it is me, I won’t stay on Ganhe Mountain for long and have to leave to find the second Ganhe Mountain. The third Ganhe Mountain..."

The withered old man sighed: "Chao Fengchen, you won't have a good end like this. In your case, it may not be impossible to become another sword fairy in the sea. Two sword fairy will be more important than anything by then!"

Zhao Fengchen's expression is complicated, "There is Chao Qingqiu in the high places, and maybe one or two other young people will be added in the future, and Chao Fengchen under the mountain may be what it should be."

The withered old man stands with his hands in his hands, silent.

Chao Fengchen patted the old man on the shoulder, and said with a light smile: "Walking in the world, there is always something left behind."

When you come to the world, you always have to leave something to the world. The withered old man touched the taste of this sentence.

After a moment.

The withered old man stared and said: "Leave that bamboo building for me."

This sentence is no different and tells Chao Fengchen that he is willing to stay and do those things with Chao Fengchen.

But Chao Fengchen smiled and shook his head and refused: "That can't work."

The withered old man frowned and said: "How not?"

Zhao Fengchen looked into the distance, thinking about the white fish turned bird that day, but still did not reveal the reason, but said: "Let it go, it always makes sense."

——

Li Fuyao waited patiently for a month in Ningfu City. When the storm subsided and the injuries that had come on were almost healed, he proposed to leave the city. Wen Bailou had already left the city. This Chu The famous general of the country, one man, one horse and one halberd, after resolving the knot in his heart, he left with magnanimity this time. Li Fuyao originally wanted to see if he could let Wen Bailou go to Yanling to continue to command the troops. Emperor Yanling was originally a hero, if he knew Wen Bailou's abilities, he wouldn't be buried if he wanted to.

However, since Wen Bailou didn't intend to go to Yanling, he didn't say this.

Only at the end, Li Fuyao still couldn't hold back. He wrote two letters and sent them to Luoyang City, one of which was naturally addressed to Emperor Yanling, mainly talking about Wen Bailou's affairs, plus the previous arrivals. That young girl in Luoyang City and the Chen Bingjun she knew.

It seems a bit trivial.

The second letter was addressed to her father. The letter was simple. It said that since Li Xiaoxue has been taught by Mr. Changgu, she must go on no matter what. Don’t make Mr. Changgu embarrassed, and then asked. After a brief review, he said that he didn't need to reply, and finally asked if Ye Shengge was still in Luoyang City.

After finishing writing, and after sending the letter, Li Fuyao thought that it would be impossible for the Taoist species to stay in Luoyang City, so he felt that his pen and ink was wasted.

In the early morning of the second day, Li Fuyao picked up the sword box on his back, followed only by Yufu, and Chang Lin said that he was going back to the ancestral house.

Walking in the city cave when I came here, Yufu was almost beaten by others. When I returned, I felt that the city of Ningfu was dead, and even the hooligan had never seen it.

The Yufu followed Li Fuyao, and the **** donkey walked in front of Li Fuyao.

Yu Fu said in a low voice, "Is there anything else you want to explain to the son?"

Li Fuyao said softly: "No, it's just you. Take care. After returning to Ganhe Mountain, you must practice your sword. In the final analysis, in this world, no matter how well others treat you, you are not as strong as yourself and protect yourself. Myself."

Li Fuyao remembered something as he said it, turned his head and smiled: "When you give Qingni to the grave in the future, remember to burn some paper money for me. If she is not happy to entrust the dream to you, you will get rid of me in the future."

It is rare for Yufu to say a good thing to Qingni, "That girl, there is no such a shameless love."

Li Fuyao walked out of Ningfu City, walked slowly on the official road, thought for a while, and said: "I actually want to let her go, but there are some things and some choices we have to do. If she doesn't give birth to those thoughts, be steadfast Practicing swords, there will be a heroine traveling with swords in the future of the arena. It is a good story. If luck is better, it is in my ears, and I can't say that I will drink a few pots of wine. "

After these words were said, Yu Fu's attention was entirely on Li Fuyao's drinking. She smiled and asked: "Why doesn't the son drink on weekdays?"

It’s been almost a year since I got along with Li Fuyao. On weekdays, Li Fuyao is almost non-drinking, unless he drinks some when it’s important, and he doesn’t drink much, like drinking warm white. This is the first time that I have vomited after drinking.

Aren’t the swordsmen in the book full of spirits with swords and wine?

But when I got to Li Fuyao, it seemed that I had to sneak up on drinking, which was not easy at all.

Yufu was puzzled, and finally asked it today.

Li Fu shook his head to look at Yu Fu, and finally shook his head. If he told Yu Fu the reason, he would feel a little bit difficult to express himself.

When Yufu couldn’t ask this question, she cleverly changed the subject and said, “The slave girl has known Qingni for more than ten years, but she never knew what she wanted. Master, if you say the slave girl is so smart, how can you guess? Can’t come out?"

Li Fuyao stretched out his hand to pat Yufu's head, but he gave up. He said helplessly: "People have different hearts. It is really not easy to see through."

The Yufu stuck out his tongue, looking a little cute and playful.

The shower that has been walking in the front is really unable to hold on. He asked, "Little Li, where are we going out of the city?"

This is the first time Yufu heard Feng Lu talking. She quickly widened her eyes and opened her mouth.

She hid behind Li Fuyao and asked uncertainly: "My son, can he talk?"

Before Yufu knew that Feng Lu was a very spiritual donkey, but he never expected him to talk so scary.

The reason why Fenglu didn’t speak in front of these people before, besides that he really didn’t have any interest in dealing with them, was another very important reason. He ran to that hot spring almost every day. Knowing that he can talk, is it worth it?

Even if there is Li Fuyao's relationship, so that he will not be attacked by groups, and he can go to the hot springs later, but I really can't see those beautiful women.

Li Fuyao kicked Feng Lu in the ass, and then said: "Just go north."

The Feng Lu turned his head and glanced at Li Fuyao with a bit of resentment. Behind Li Fuyao, he often came by Xuanjian.

Li Fuyao stopped and waited for the young man to get revenge.

Chang Lin's expression was complicated. After seeing Li Fuyao, he walked a few steps faster, and finally stood with Yufu without speaking.

Li Fuyao did not turn his head, but just said: "Don't forget what kind of person you want to be."

Chang Lin nodded and whispered: "I see, Uncle Master."

Compared with the previous uncles, in fact, this shout was extremely sincere.

Li Fuyao heard it, he smiled, and finally didn't turn his head, just waved his hand, kicked the Fenglu again, and walked slowly, one person and one donkey.

The fish mallard stood in place and didn't catch up, knowing that the result of catching up is the same as not catching up, so I won't do these useless efforts.

Chang Lin whispered: "I said Uncle Master won't like you."

This sentence is very plain, without the slightest sarcasm.

Yu Fu smiled and said: "I made the blue shirt that the son is wearing, and he also has a white robe. I hope that when he sees the son again, he can wear that white robe."

Chang Lin glanced at Yu Fu suspiciously.

The latter said in his native dialect: "You Guwazi, Sazi doesn't understand it."

Fool?

A fool really doesn't understand anything.

——

It's snowing in the demon land again.

The mountains and rivers, and the North Sea, are beginning to frost, but in the south, the autumn is actually endless. It looks like this demon land, and this season has started to snow continuously.

The demon land is vast. It was originally famous for its vast land and sparsely populated area. At this time, it is difficult to see some demon cultivators in the demon land.

But in the city of Qingtian, there is still a sea of ​​people. Ever since Jun Qingtian almost killed another great demon in Beihai, rumors arose in the Monster Land for a short time. Many people said it was Jun Qingtian. It is time to take refuge in the mountain and river people, but most of these arguments are questioned once they are put forward.

In terms of status, Monarch Qingtian ranks in the top five in the demon land. In terms of strength, the older generation of big demon can't take action. Among the younger generation of this generation, no one is the enemy of Monarch Qingtian.

Since they all have such a status, what can the Shanhe Human Race come up with to make Qingtian Jun's heart move, and hesitate to abandon the great future in this demon land and take refuge in the Human Race?

Since this reason is untenable, people's attention is naturally placed on the matter of Jun Qingtian who almost killed a great demon. Long ago, Qingtian Jun had a great demon in Sangjiang. He was badly injured, and now a great demon was defeated again, which was enough to make people start to guess whether this demon giant's combat power was only the top five.

Those long-famous big monsters are really Qingtianjun's opponents?

It’s just that the name of King Qingtian has become more and more loud, and Qingtian City has become a paradise for many demon cultivators who don’t like to fight and kill. If things go on like this, there will naturally be more and more people in Qingtian City, and many are tired of fighting. Demon Xiu, when he walked into Qingtian City, he had the idea of ​​being here but dying. After all, Jun Qingtian had already said that private fights are not allowed in Qingtian City. If anyone violates it, no matter how old the background is, it is a dead word.

No matter how famous Qingtian City is, there will always be people who don't take it seriously.

There is a woman who likes to wear a blue dress. After returning from Beihai, most of the time she does not stay in Qingtian City, but often haunts Qingtian Monarch’s thatched hut, and even occasionally secretly takes Qingtian Jun took away the things he had fished in that creek. If things went on like this, the famous Qingtian Jun felt very helpless.

Early this morning, Qing Tianjun was sitting under the sycamore tree with a weird look. The sparrow on the branch did not dare to provoke the bad mood Qing Tianjun. Who knows if this big monster will be directly angry So he ate it, you know, this big demon, in the demon land, is notoriously greedy.

Qing Tianjun is sitting under the sycamore tree, actually looking at the stone jar not far away.

There used to be a lot of small fishes he had caught from that stream in the tank, but now, there are not many left.

Although it was originally prepared for the girl, the girl sneaked away under the eyes of her father, which really made Qing Tianjun feel a little helpless.

He knew that the girl was going to give these good things to a little guy.

I knew that the girl would turn her elbow out when she was older.

When you can feel it, it's not acceptable.

A woman walked out of the room, holding a basin, she glanced at Qing Tianjun, frowning and said: "Who is that little guy, it makes the girl seem to have lost her soul."

Qing Tianjun rolled his eyes, "I didn't see anything good about that little guy, but the girl just likes it, what should I do? I can't beat that kid to the girl’s feelings. Coming?"

The woman put the pot on the stove and couldn't help but complain: "When will I see that kid?"

Qing Tianjun asked in surprise: "What did you see him for?"

The woman took it for granted, "My son-in-law, where can I not see here?"

Qing Tianjun rubbed his head, "I haven't agreed yet."

The woman still took it for granted, "The girls are all right, are you going to stop?"

Suddenly Qing Tianjun felt that all of his mind was full of paste.

What's the point of telling a woman?