The inn in the night was calm again.

Watching the lively crowd disperse with the middle-aged scholar's wave of sleeves and leaving, the little monk was willing to support Liu Shisan with Song Lingyun and barely stood up, the latter pressed his chest, and was silent when he saw the direction of the middle-aged scholar's departure.

Liu 13 didn't know the real reason for the collapse of the academy.

In the past ten years, he has also heard all kinds of unverifiable legends. He had never been to the academy, whether it was the sacred Daomen Holy Land or now reduced to desolate ruins.

But he had already regarded himself as a protégé of the academy.

He believed in the Master.

There are wrongs, debts are owners, and those who slaughtered the academy will eventually pay the price for their actions.

……

"Ahem. ”

Liu Thirteen received a heavy palm.

Fortunately, Jiang Manlou, the master of Tibing Mountain, is not a stingy guy, and he loves this disciple who hides the potential of his talents, and when he left, he stuffed a lot of elixirs for refining and healing internal injuries in the guest of the house. After taking it, although the pain was suspended, it was still inevitable that the cough would hurt.

"Big brother. Song Lingyun's little face was full of worry.

"It's okay. The pale-faced Liu Thirteen waved his hand.

It is not uncommon for people to be injured in the body during practice.

Liu Shisan has been cultivating knives since he was a child, and he has been forced to soak in the medicinal bath of 'color and fragrance' countless times, saying that it is impractical to say that it is invulnerable, but it is also a physique that ordinary people cannot compare.

"Amitabha, if Senior Brother Liu can trust the little monk, can you let the little monk check the injury?"

Although it is the first acquaintance with Liu Shisan, today can be regarded as experiencing life and death together. Moreover, they have a lot of connections with each other, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they are the same family.

The little monk who felt close to each other when he first met asked the innkeeper for two upper rooms in front of the wish cabinet, and then asked Ying to say.

"I almost forgot that the little master was taught by the Nanshan Zen master, and naturally got the true transmission of the Zen master's medical Tao. With your words, Thirteen will be at ease. ”

Liu Shisan smiled reassuringly.

In the past ten years, he has heard from Master Jiang Manlou more than once that the academy time in the past is with the ten sons who are now giants in the world, and Liu Shisan is convinced of the medical skills of Nanshan Zen master Li Xingyun.

The little monk carried Liu 13 into the guest room.

The little junior sister Song Lingyun, who is not very good at taking care of the injured, was at a loss and hurried, but fortunately, the little monk practiced medicine in an orderly manner, which was extremely effective in prescribing medicine to suppress the injury.

According to the prescription, the innkeeper went to the medical hall not far away to grab the medicinal materials, and the little monk was willing to borrow the stove, so he lit a fire in the room to cook the medicine.

One is clumsy but extremely ghostly, and the other seems to be dull but ingenious.

On the bed, Liu Shisan looked at this scene and suddenly laughed: "Ahem! hehe......"

The little junior sister Song Lingyun hurriedly stepped forward and asked with concern: "Senior brother, did you touch the wound?"

When the little monk also cast an inquiring gaze.

Liu Shisan coughed and waved his hand to show that it was okay, he coughed and blushed: "It is said that there is no reason to get together, we, cough ...... It's also fateful to be connected. ”

May the little monk bow his head.

A flash of light flashed in Song Lingyun's mind: "Why don't we bow down?"

Liu Shisan looked at his junior sister in surprise.

"Me, did I say the wrong thing?"

"No, no! What my sister said is exactly what I want. ”

Liu 13 continued: "The little master was taught by Nanshan Zen Master, and he has a lot of relationship with me. Although you have never entered the Master's disciple, it is a kind of fate that you have picked up bodhicitta in the dark! I am afraid that the three of us meeting today are destined by heaven, so why don't we become brothers?"

Song Lingyun nodded happily.

The two of them set their ardent eyes on the little monk in unison.

The little monk who was looking after himself from the fire in the medicine stove bowed his head and proclaimed the words of the Buddha.

Liu 13 laughed heartily.

Song Lingyun greeted each other delicately: "Little junior sister Song Lingyun has seen the senior brother and the second senior brother." ”

Liu Shisan said with a smile: "When I recover from my injuries, let's go to Fengxue Silver City to see the master together." ”

Footsteps could be heard outside the door.

The little monk glanced out the window.

Song Lingyun, who was in a very happy mood, turned around and wanted to open the door.

Suddenly, Liu Shisan, who was silent, called the little junior sister with a solemn face, frowned slightly and quietly touched the bamboo knife lying on the bed.

The footsteps outside the door were soft, but rhythmic. If you listen carefully, each step seems to fall at the moment when the footsteps of the previous step dissipate.

This is not the footsteps of ordinary people.

Liu 13 regretted that he had forgotten a person at this time.

The atmosphere in the room was suddenly cold, and the air seemed to be condensing.

The little monk and Song Lingyun looked at Liu Shisan's nervous expression and knew that something was wrong.

The door was gently pushed open.

A figure appeared in the sight of the three of them.

"Sure enough!"

The moment Liu 13 saw the storyteller, he drew his sword and jumped up without hesitation.

……

Wind and Snow Silver City.

The wind is blowing, the snow is everywhere, and everything is vast as the eye sees.

Ten years ago, it was the capital of the Dayan Empire. Since that day, when the soldiers came to the city, Emperor Yan Bailou died under Luo Changfeng's butcher's knife, and after the imperial princess was martyred, the Dayan Empire withdrew from the stage of history. In the past, the imperial city and the capital were also named the Wind and Snow Silver City because of the wind and snow that had not subsided in the past ten years.

The wind is the wind of Luo Changfeng, and the snow is the snow of Yan Ning Snow.

After Yan was wiped out ten years ago, Luo Changfeng and An Hongdou settled here.

Luo Changfeng even became the city lord of Wind and Snow Silver City. dismissed the former general of the Great Yan Protectorate and the 30,000 Xuanjia Army, leaving only those Yan Lingwei's old troops who were unwilling to leave.

Yuwen is still the leader of Yan Lingwei.

It's just that today's Yan Lingwei is no longer the Mao of the Great Yan Empire, they belong to the Luo Changfeng Luo City Lord, guarding the tens of millions of people in the city left behind by the Yan Annihilation!

The warm sunlight pierced through the clouds, through the snowflakes that fluttered all year round, and shone on the people who got up early in the morning, this feeling of comfort was long-lost and comfortable.

Ten years of ice and snow cover have made the people of this silver city gradually accustomed to the feeling of wind and knives, they have learned to survive, and they have survived very well under the governance of the city lord of Luo and the protection of Yan Lingwei.

In the past ten years, the name of the Wind and Snow Silver City has been famous all over the world, and its prosperity and prosperity are in some ways comparable to that of the Emperor of Zhongzhou.

……

Although it was early in the morning, the main streets of the city were crowded with people early. In addition to the common people and traders in the city, more tourists came from other places to scatter and repair in the name of the silver city.

Because after January, this snowstorm silver city will hold a sword party.

The legendary Lord of Los Angeles sincerely invites people from all over the world to gather in Yincheng for a grand event, and will meet friends with the heroes of the world.

In the past ten years, the name of the city lord of the silver city of Wind and Snow has become famous all over the world.

Shicheng Academy Chuanzimen, is the third butcher knife wielder on the list of divine soldiers today. There are even hidden rumors in the world that the city lord of Zanna Silver City is known as the first sword in the world.

In the battle of Weishui a few years ago, Luo Changfeng showed his kendo talent to the world, and was compared by hundreds of people with Muyun Sword City, the head of the Kunlun Seventy-two Peak Sword Pavilion.

In this way, Luo Changfeng's sword has won the admiration and admiration of countless cultivators in the world. It can be said that in today's world, the descendants of sword cultivation and sword wielding are all honored for their lives to be able to get the guidance of the Lord of Wind and Snow Silver City!

Therefore, the invitation letter of the Sword Club has been spread all over the world so far, and people from the rivers and lakes have rushed here one after another!

(PS: Fish, I want it too.) Bear's paws, as well as I want. You can't have both. After leaving the job, I ran for two weeks, interviewed five or six companies, and never found what I wanted to go to and was willing to ask for me, and it was really difficult to have both, resulting in unstable updates recently, and I am extremely sorry to everyone. In fact, seriously, Loulan doesn't want to code words full-time, if code words can support themselves and their families. Jun Tiantu still has more than 500,000 words of stories to write, and there are many wonderful parts. Even if this book is finished, there is still the next book, Loulan has already conceived it, and even started writing the first three chapters a long time ago, in my own words, it is simply impeccable. I have a lot of interesting stories here, and I want to write them all one by one, and if I can't write this one, I'll put them in the next one. Loulan wants to share with you the rivers and lakes in her heart, the colorful rivers and lakes with affection, righteousness, grievances and struggles. Of course, these prerequisites are that Loulan can continue to write, and to be honest, I envy those writers who can write full-time with all their hearts. In life, there will inevitably be friction between reality and dreams, which is a dilemma. No matter what decision you make, it takes a lot of courage. Here is still a friend who is calling, hoping to come to Zongheng to give a genuine subscription, which is the reason why Loulan can persevere, and it is also the reason why dreams are used to convince reality. Loulan said before that Jun Tiantu is actually a romance, in fact, you don't have to dwell on this issue, whether it will change the taste of writing and writing? A book has its fixed style, this is its taste, Loulan will never write Xianxia and become like this. As for whether the follow-up plot is romance or Xiuzhen Xianxia, in my opinion, it doesn't matter how tangled. How to write in the front fixes the style of the back. I think there is more romance in the front, and there is more romance in the back. I think there are more rivers and lakes in the front, and there are more rivers and lakes in the back, to put it bluntly, it is still this book, but the cognition is different. Finally, it's almost New Year's Day, so I wish you all good health and dreams come true in the new year. And Loulan also hopes that in 2018, she can realize her full-time dream. ）

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