Yan Li looked at the sky, and when it was just now, it was written on the document that he had not reported to the academy from time to time today, that is, there were still three or four hours to spare. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Since it was still early, he came straight to the Resentful Kite Building, although the name of this restaurant is a bit strange, but there are really a lot of diners.

At this moment, there were more than a dozen brocade-clothed boys in the lobby, all of whom seemed to be cultivators from all over the country who had won the recommended quota, and they all looked at Yan Li, who was messy and lived like a beggar, with a strange look.

Yan Li walked to the counter as if no one was on the side, and said, "Shopkeeper, is there a single courtyard?"

The shopkeeper was fiddling with the abacus, and when he heard that the patron came, he hurriedly put on a smiling face, but the moment he raised his head, his face immediately pulled down, and said: "Of course there is a single courtyard, but the house cost three taels of silver a day, do you have money?"

Yan Li only had two copper plates left on his body, of course, "No money." ”

The shopkeeper glared at him and cried out with spittle, "If you don't have money, you should go to Yonghefang and squeeze in the stinky ditch with those poor ghosts, if you're lucky, you might be able to pick up a dead mouse, but you have to be careful of those beggars, because they will be as hungry as you!"

"I have this. Yan Li unhurriedly took out the snow flute and put it on the counter. At the critical moment, "beautiful wives and concubines" came in handy.

I wanted to scold again, but when I looked at it, my eyes couldn't help but shine, but I immediately withdrew it and said slowly: "What do you mean? This is not a pawnshop." ”

"Then I'll go to the pawnshop. Yan Li sneered, picked up the snow flute and left.

"Hey, don't, don't ......," the shopkeeper hurriedly grabbed him, "But I don't want to price this thing, how much do you want?"

Yan Li stretched out a hand.

"Five hundred?"

Yan Li nodded: "No two prices." ”

The shopkeeper's eyes flickered and he said, "Okay, five hundred is five hundred." ”

In fact, five hundred taels is not enough for a single hair on the ears of the snow flute.

Yan Li accepted four hundred taels, pledged one hundred taels as the house fee, and said boldly: "By the way, go and buy me two sets of clothes, the more expensive the better." ”

Follow Xiao Er to a small courtyard, and when you enter the door, you will see a peach tree on the left side of the spacious courtyard, and a peach tree on the right. Although the so-called sparrow is small, it has all the bedrooms, rooms, and study rooms in this small courtyard, and the characters are arranged, the green tile covers the roof, the eaves arch corners, and the carved portal...... It's very comfortable to look at.

"Guest officer, are you satisfied? If you are not satisfied, you can pick again. The second brother said enthusiastically.

Yan Li nodded with satisfaction and said, "That's it, you can help me get another bucket of water, it needs to be hot, the hotter the better......"

"Gotcha!" the little second brother went immediately.

It didn't take long for hot water to arrive, as well as the two sets of clothes that Yan Li had explained, the usual attire of the scholar Qingliu.

After paying, Yan Li walked into the bedroom.

glanced around, and couldn't help but be slightly stunned. The layout of this bedroom is unique in ingenuity.

Judging from the layout alone, it gives a sense of sophistication to luxury. The doors and windows are made of precious high-quality nan wood, the ceiling is made of pine wood to set up an elegant and beautiful roof beam, and four palace lamp-shaped lanterns hang down at the four corners, with a total of six corners, wrapped by high-quality silk cloth, and each side is painted with landscapes and trees, flowers, birds, fish and insects, which are very exquisite.

On the west wall, there is a painting "Treading the Snow and Looking for Plum Blossoms", under which is placed a human-height listening bottle, and a few lifelike fire corals are inserted, making the whole bedroom scene suddenly brighter.

On the side of the wall is the inner room and a screen embroidered with a beautiful woman.

The cool breeze came slowly from the window, and the yellow-orange sunlight shone through the treetops and sprinkled on the bamboo mats, creating a little golden mottle.

Such a level of layout must come from the hands of masters, no wonder the housing prices are so high.

Although Yan Li is used to living a life of displacement, he will never resist when it is time to enjoy it. So, he's happy with it.

I closed the door of the bedroom, came to the screen, took off my old clothes, soaked in hot water, and suddenly became exhausted, and the sequelae of last night's "illness" also dissipated without a trace.

If it is according to Zhao Cheng, the mother may not be dead.

When I closed my eyes, my mother's voice and smile seemed to appear in front of me.

"Fan'er doesn't cry, my mother is here, as long as Fan'er doesn't cry, my mother will sing you a song......"

"Fan'er, don't you see the sunset on the horizon is very beautiful? Although the sunset is beautiful, it is close to dusk, and no matter how late it is, you will not be able to see the way back. You have to remember that at no time do you allow yourself to run out of ways. ”

"Fan'er, my mother knows that you hate sword practice, but ah, it is natural to make the things you like colorful, and it is commendable to make the things you don't like. ”

"Fan'er, you have to remember that the only person you can rely on in this world is your own ......"

Every sentence is unforgettable. Because of the joy that comes out of the shell, the warmth in the bottom of the heart is more than the hot soup.

After a while, he forcibly pressed his mind and gradually restored the ancient well.

His mind cleared and he thought about what was next.

After the academy reported, it was only in Yongling that there was an identity on which to gain a foothold, which was the first step.

But what is looming is a curse.

The reason why he knew that the eight gray lines were the limit was because he could feel the eight wills from the power of mortal resentment, and every time he felt it, he had a feeling that any of them could crush themselves into minced flesh as long as they stretched out their little fingers, maybe not even with their little fingers.

There was no need to guess, he could know just by feeling that once he was eroded by the Eight Realms of Will, he would definitely fall into the boundless hell.

The next time you get sick, you will definitely die, this is the conclusion.

However, although the curse cannot be eradicated, it can be stopped, as long as the realm is broken. For example, if you go from the sixth rank to the fifth rank, you will immediately subtract a curse, which is the method of getting the test results.

There are thousands of words, but in the end, it is still inseparable from its own strength.

Speaking of which, there is not a single weak person among the Yanshan thieves, even among the twelve small commanders, there are several who have broken through the third-rank martial arts, and only Yan is the dragon head, but he is still trapped in the six-rank martial arts, of course, there is a reason.

The reason lies in the method he cultivated, the "Taibai Sword Sutra" engraved in his mind when he was born, and the legend is that it was founded thousands of years ago by Bai Kongxue, the strongest divine sword immortal.

It's a pity that there is only the first one.

The first content of the first article is "Comprehending Kenshin". If you don't have Kenshin, you can't practice further.

In order to "comprehend Kenshin", he began to practice drawing swords at the age of three, eating and sleeping out of Gong, and never left the sword, but fifteen years have passed, and Kenshin still doesn't know what bullshit is.

If the sword heart is not successful, the cultivation will never be able to enter the realm, which is a curse greater than the power of dead grudges.

If you don't have the strength, even if you have the backing of the Yanshan thieves, it will be difficult to move an inch in Yongling, not to mention that the curse is like a sharp blade hanging above your head, which will be cut down at any time.

It's not that Yan Li hasn't thought about changing a method, but he has a kind of toughness in his bones that is not afraid of difficulties. People like him either don't do it, or they have to do their best.

What's more, changing the method of cultivation is tantamount to abandoning the past 15 years.

Can people who can even abandon the past remember hatred?

Of course, you can also practice other methods first, and continue to comprehend Kenshin. But for Yan Li, things that are not pure will never reach the peak of the realm.

He got up and dressed, and went into the courtyard, where he wondered why there were peach trees and not any other trees.

But it was just a thought, and it quickly calmed down, and the long sword fell on his wrist, turning slightly, and performing a set of basic swordsmanship.

Standing under the peach tree, the breeze was blowing slowly, holding the sword in his right hand, and the fingers of his left hand, gently gliding on the blade of the sword, the touch was like the river water in the middle of the night, but he did not feel a trace of fear, but had an indescribable peace of mind.

It seems that as long as you have a sword in your hand, all the obstacles in front of you will become a piece of paper.

In the past ten years, he has been running around, and he has never had a moment to calm down and feel and understand.

At this moment, an inexplicable belief suddenly burst out, and the sword in his hand seemed to sense it, and let out a slight tremor in response.

The sound of the sword lingered for a long time, in his ears.

Yan Li was suddenly stunned, in the depths of his mind, a small hammer that he didn't know where it came from, there was a "bang" sound, like breaking a layer of eggshells, and then, like a flood that broke the embankment, many things gushed out, full of them, and his head was swollen.

The discomfort faded, and the world seemed to change suddenly, and there was a noise in my ears, like leaves, branches, trunks, even walls, dirt, and rotten leaves...... Suddenly learned to speak, chattering in his ear.

Yan Li slammed his spirit, and an extremely unreal thought stabbed out, like a sudden storm on the surface of the sea, causing the heart lake to suddenly surge, like an angry tide surging, stirring in his chest......

His sanity was almost overwhelmed by the sudden wave of emotion, and a voice roared under the lake of his heart:

Is that you?

At this time, a gust of wind swept by, and the branches shook slightly, and the fallen leaves fell gently.

Yan Li didn't even dare to breathe, he was afraid that the slightest noise would dispel the feeling at the moment.

He seemed to hear the subtle sound of the long sword in his hand, and couldn't help but close his eyes, countless lines appeared in the darkness, intertwined into complex veins, but the trajectory of the dead leaves falling seemed to be imprinted in the bottom of his heart.

The cold is rising!

The fallen leaves silently split in half.

He opened his eyes and stared blankly at the falling leaves, but in his heart, there was a more turbulent emotional frenzy than before, and he had to do everything in his power to keep the last bit of sanity, searching in his mind.

He remembered that the first article of "Taibai Sword Sutra" recorded: All things are silent, and they live because of their hearts, and they are for the heart of the sword.

Yes, only by giving birth to "Kenshin" can we realize the realm of the sound of all things.

What does that mean?

It represents that the cultivation that has been stagnant for many years has finally loosened a little.

I don't know whether he is happy or sad, his face has an expression that seems to be crying but not crying, and he seems to be smiling but not laughing.

He laughed suddenly, hoarsely, into laughter, and finally into hysterical laughter.

In the laughter, it was full of sadness and loneliness.

He had waited for this day for fifteen years.