Super Elation Under the Sun Chapter 643: The light at night, the lantern of that year

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The dark night of Jianshan is no different from elsewhere, but tonight is different.

Because Li Fuyao is here.

Wu Shanhe met his junior, and the incident spread throughout Jianshan.

For Jianshan disciples, although Wu Shanhe is the Sword Mountain Master, in the eyes of the disciples, the Sword Mountain Master is actually inferior to Li Fuyao.

Wu Shanhe became the Swordsman Master. In fact, in many people’s eyes, besides he is indeed excellent, it is also related to his identity and even to his grandfather Shengjing. But it is because of this that He is a little worse in the eyes of the disciples, and what Li Fuyao has done over the years is not dependent on his elders, and he has no special identity. He only relies on his own sword, whether in the demon land or something else. No matter where it is, although many swordsmen are a little shameless because of Qinghuai, there are many people who respect and admire him.

In the night, there are countless lights on Jianshan Mountain. The most shining is in front of the Sword Immortal Hall. Many people are there, waiting for Li Fuyao to come out of it. Many people have heard his name, but they haven’t seen it. After him, many people want to see him, so many people are waiting for him.

This scene is not common in the mountains.

Wu Shanhe stood in the corner of the Jianxian Hall, watching this scene, not knowing what he was thinking, beside him stood Yanle. After he returned from Wushan, he became Wu Shanhe on the mountain. One of the few friends.

Although Yanle's prestige on the mountain is not as high as those of the senior elders, it is not low.

Looking at this scene at the moment, Yanle sighed: "This is the human heart."

The word "Human Xin" cannot be explained or understood.

Wu Shanhe didn't want to say anything at first, but after hesitating for a moment, he still said: "He is my junior, he has no ideas, the heart is on his side, it is of no use."

Yanle held down the hilt of the sword at his waist and then let it go. Then he slowly said: "I have heard a story about a certain year in the world. There was a small country where the monarch was very young and the whole country It was a bit turbulent, especially that the monarch was too young, which made many people think. One of the generals was very loyal and had no rebellious thoughts, but his subordinates didn’t think so, so he led him one day. When the soldiers went out, his men put a dragon robe on him."

"After that, he sat on the dragon chair as a matter of course."

Yan Le looked at the Jianxian Hall, with a weird expression on his face, "So the human heart is still useful."

"Besides, you had other thoughts about him."

Yanle This is when I was talking about Wushan before. In Wushan, whether it was deliberate or not, Wu Shanhe made a bad decision. As a witness, Yanle naturally understands this. .

It’s just that he was going to Wushan to gamble. After all, he was a disciple of Bai Weng before. If he didn’t gamble, he wouldn’t have a foothold on Jianshan, but Li Fuyao was different. He was Wu Shanhe’s junior. This shouldn't be such a risk.

"I don't think he will give birth to a gap with me." Wu Shanhe looked at the light in the night and said: "He doesn't have so many ideas."

Yanle said: "You originally had a lot of gaps. Before in Jianshan, what the old man did, and then in Wushan, even if there were none, then before."

"Teacher Xu gave Jianshan to you instead of him. Doesn't he feel sad?"

Every word is condemned to the heart.

But Yanle’s mood is still quite flat, not too much

Too excited.

Wu Shanhe's Yuebai sword shirt is full of stars, which is very comfortable to look at, but the Sword Mountain Master did not stay for a while under the stars.

When Yanle asked the last question, he left here.

Yanle's words can't be said to instigate discord, so Wu Shanhe doesn't think there is any problem, but the words are too straightforward and hurt people's hearts.

Of course, these words are more like a sharp sword piercing someone's chest.

Yanle watched Wu Shanhe leave without saying a word, then walked to the Jianxian Hall, and opened the door under the eyes of everyone, revealing the empty hall inside.

"He is not here."

He turned his head and said to the disciples waiting here.

……

……

Li Fuyao is indeed not here. He is walking on another mountain road with a lantern in the sky. There are stars in the sky, shining on the bluestone. It is not difficult to see things. For a monk like Li Fuyao in the realm Even more so, but he still played a lantern.

It's just to carry the lantern.

Many years ago, when he climbed this mountain for the first time, but couldn't walk into it, the ancestor Xu Ji gave him a lantern at the Jianxian Hall. He was playing the lantern at the time. When he left Jianshan, he was actually aggrieved, but at that time, he kept comforting himself.

Later, his realm became higher and higher, and he encountered more and more dangers. Many times he felt that he could not get through, so he thought about this lantern and that night.

Now that I revisit the old place again with lanterns, I am naturally very emotional.

He knows those disciples are waiting for him, but he doesn't want to see them, now he just wants to see the newly-accepted junior disciple of Master Chen Sheng.

That's why it is what it is today.

At the bamboo building, because of Zhao Dabao’s special status, the mountain had arranged for him a new bamboo building. This bamboo building was located near the mountain stream and the scenery was excellent, except for the few climbing swords. The best place to live outside the taxi.

Zhao Dabao, who was originally arranged in such a place, actually felt that it was not very good, but after asking Master Chen Sheng, Chen Sheng said something similar to who has the big fist these days and who makes sense.

At that time, Zhao Dabao asked Chen Sheng in a serious manner. Master, you said that your fist is quite reasonable, but your fist is not that big.

Chen Sheng is a swordsman in the Spring and Autumn Realm, and his realm is exquisite, but on the mountain, he is still not as good as a swordsman like Zhou Qing and Xu Li. Chen Sheng did not talk nonsense with him at the time, just slapped Zhao. Dabao pointed to his face on his head, and said almost rascal: "Master, my fists are not big, but my seniority is high, who dares to say a few more words in front of me?"

Chen Sheng's realm may only be ranked in the top four on the mountain, and it must be the fourth.

But his seniority is real. The uncle of Jianshan Master and Chen Zhanglu who is in charge of Shan Li are not comparable to ordinary people.

Anyway, Zhao Dabao stayed in the end anyway.

It's just that Chen Sheng doesn't come here often, and Zhao Dabao doesn't live here often, because after Meng Jin went up the mountain, he often went to Meng Jin's residence to learn swordsmanship.

With the personal teaching of a great swordsman like Meng Jin, Zhao Dabao's realm has improved very quickly, and among the younger generation, the latter will come first.

Fame soon became famous.

Li Fuyao walked slowly all the way to the bamboo house

Before, I just watched the lights flickering in the bamboo building, and I flicked out the window a little bit under my feet. Standing outside the window, I could just see the scenery inside the bamboo building.

Only a young man sat on the ground in the bamboo building, looking at the scroll of sword sutras in front of him, racking his brains and looking sad.

If nothing happens, this will be Zhao Dabao.

Li Fuyao remembered the old Jianxiu that he had met in Xiaoyuan City before. After the battle in the clouds, he hurriedly left, completely ignored the life and death of the old Jianxiu. Now thinking about it, there is something wrong, just logically speaking. The saints shouldn't do anything for such an old sword repairer who is not too high.

Retracted, Li Fuyao stood outside the window and watched for almost a quarter of an hour, without blocking the air machine, but it seemed that Zhao Dabao's mind was all in the sword scripture, and he didn't even notice the arrival of this senior.

Half a quarter of an hour later, Li Fuyao returned to the river bank, not knowing what happened, but remembered the letter Ye Shengge had written to her before.

It's just that before my thoughts disperse, a figure appeared in the distance.

A sloppy middle-aged man walked out of the mountain forest. He had a wine gourd hanging from his waist, but he didn't smell like alcohol, but his beard hadn't been shaved for a long time, and he looked very sloppy.

For such a person, no matter where he wants to come, he will not attract attention.

But after seeing him, Li Fuyao saluted him seriously.

Because this person is not someone else, but his master Chen Sheng.

Chen Sheng looked at the lantern in his hand and said casually: "I have been thinking about the past, but it is not so good. People should always look forward. Maybe they will see hope."

After saying this, Chen Sheng said to himself: "This **** is really sour."

Li Fuyao smiled and understood his master's temperament.

"Zhao Dabao, the master doesn't care?"

Chen Sheng looked at the night and slowly said: "He is watching, but it is not my turn. Even if I want to manage, I can't help it now."

Li Fuyao frowned and said: "Master comes back, will it be something else?"

In the face of others, Li Fuyao may want to hide, but in the face of Chen Sheng, he can speak bluntly, even if Meng Jin is still Chen Sheng's master.

Hearing this, Chen Sheng's mouth curled up, "I miss him as an old man, because I only think about how to become a sword fairy. I am afraid that other ideas will not come out."

The stars are in the sky, but the starlight is on the ground.

As people get older, they will ask for very little.

"I think he doesn't just want to become a sword fairy. If so, why didn't he come out at the beginning, and the sword fairy was there at that time, it will definitely help him."

Li Fuyao looked at Chen Sheng and said.

Chen Sheng ignored what Li Fuyao said, even if Li Fuyao had no honorific words about Meng Jin at this time, Chen Sheng did not care.

He thought for a while, and then said: "Then what is he doing?"

The swordsmen on the mountain didn't have much thoughts about the old master returning to the mountain, but whether Chen Sheng, Li Fuyao, or Wu Shanhe knew that things were not easy.

"Zhou Qing and Xu Li are not on the mountain now, maybe there will be results in a few days."

Chen Sheng looked at Li Fuyao and looked at the stars and said.

"Where is Mr. Chao?"

"He went to a good place."

"Huh?"

"He went to Lingshan."