The proximity of death made Li Xianyuan lose his composure. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info no one can not change his color in the face of death, at least Li Xianyuan knows that he can't do it.

Cultivation is the only way, even if the odds are not enough, he must try.

There is a bit of intersection with the Pure Yang Sect, maybe I can go and give it a try. can be a broken spiritual root, the Pure Yang Sect is a famous faction, can it be returned.

I really can't do it, so I can only use the next strategy.

As long as you write a few poems that frighten ghosts and gods, you are not afraid that you will not be able to summon the gods and ghosts. If you can't ask for peach ginseng fruit, some longevity spirit fruits will always have some effect.

However, in this way, Li Xianyuan must take the risk of becoming famous in the Three Realms.

Knowing the countless powers in this world, it is easy to absorb memories. Anyone who is aware of it...... Lives are on hold. Therefore, it can only be used as a last resort.

Li Xianyuan got out of bed sideways and sat on the bed with his feet on the ground. Dressed in a silk white undershirt, his cape exudes pale cheeks, and he has a rare weak look.

Li Xianyuan shook his palms empty, and he couldn't use his strength.

Holding on to the edge of the bed and standing up with difficulty, Li Xianyuan staggered to the window. Outside the window, the smoke and rain are hazy, and the slightest drizzle silently moistens everything. There are more than half fewer pedestrians on the streets, and the weather is particularly cold under the gloomy weather.

After spending half the time than usual washing, Li Xianyuan tidied up his clothes and went downstairs.

Xiao Er was busy, and when he saw Li Xianyuan coming down, he hurriedly came up.

"Lord Li, you are not well yet, why did you come down. ”

Li Xianyuan reached into his arms and took out two silver tickets of one hundred taels.

"There is a woman in Wuhou County who is seriously ill and has no money for treatment. You go find her and take her to the hospital. Then he went to Huashuge and bought all the calligraphy and paintings he had received from a young scholar yesterday. Then he told Shopkeeper Liu that the batch of books would be handled by him. After that, prepare a dowry gift and send it to the Wang family in the name of a scholar. ”

"After the matter is settled, you can find another scholar and copy all the fairy gate notices posted on the city gate. Then ask them to mark the location on a map. ”

In this world, there are many immortals, and each sect will notify the local government when it opens the door to accept disciples, and the government will also post notices, which is counted as a formality. Therefore, all the Xiuzhen sects in the territory of Dashang will open their doors and accept disciples every year. It can also be regarded as a passage for those civilians with spiritual roots.

Xiao Er recited silently a few times, nodded and ran out of the inn. He didn't know what Li Xianyuan wanted, but he just did it.

Li Xianyuan did not return upstairs, but came to the backyard.

The silk rain is like a sponge, and the sky and the earth are hazy. Li Xianyuan walked to the stable, and saw his little green hooves stomping the hay under his feet, looking like he wanted to rush out.

"You have been with me for several years, and you have suffered a lot with me. In a few hours, I will travel far away and entrust you to the Li family...... Honestly, I'm not done yet. Li Xianyuan pressed Xiaoqing's head and quieted it down.

"The Li family will treat you well. If I can come back, I will go back to pick you up. If you can't come back......" Li Xianyuan kept silent and turned to leave the backyard. Only Xiaoqing, who was irritable behind him and kept ramming the stable.

The female beggar's high fever subsided, and she woke up once and drank something.

Li Xianyuan returned to his room and unfolded the burden on the table.

Wow -

A whole bunch of clutter came into view. Combs, copper mirrors, belly pockets, rouge and other debris accumulated.

Li Xianyuan turned his head sideways, walked to the bed, took the bamboo tube and put it aside, and picked out the sundries in the baggage one by one. In the end, only the four treasures of the study room and a children's robe remained.

Half an hour later, Xiao Er came back. took out the notice to find someone to transcribe from his arms and handed it to Li Xianyuan.

Worried that the sign would get wet from the rain, he put it in his arms.

After Xiao Er left, Li Xianyuan picked up the transcription notice and looked at it one by one, and what was conspicuous was the gathering of disciples of the Pure Yang Sect a month and a half later. Li Xianyuan of the other sects has never heard of it, and there must be no famous immortals in the sect.

Li Xianyuan took out the map again and looked at it carefully. This place is more than 2,000 miles away from the Pure Yang Sect, and the nearest sect is also about 500 miles.

Li Xianyuan took the pen and connected several sects. Those who are far away are abandoned. In this way, on the way to the Pure Yang Sect, you will be able to pass through the three cultivation sects.

After a stick of incense, the sound of horses' hooves came from the window, and after a while, Xiaohong ran up.

She brought the carriage over.

Li Xianyuan explained everything to Xiaohong, Xiaoqing in the backyard, and the female beggar across the room. Then he picked up his baggage and went downstairs.

On the street downstairs, the groom sat in front of the carriage, and the magistrate and others sent him over. Ma Fu is forty or fifty years old, with a dark body and tendons, and he is also a martial arts expert when he is young.

The groom lifted the curtain and let Li Xianyuan get in.

"Li Gongzi, don't you need to inform others. "Little red road outside the car.

Li Xianyuan thought about it and shook his head. Now that you know what you should know, you can only say it explicitly, and it will only increase your sorrow.

But after thinking about it, he still turned out the pen and paper, poked the brush out of the window, and retracted it after a moment, writing something on the rice paper with the light ink formed by the rain.

After a while, he withdrew his pen, folded the paper and handed it to Xiaohong.

"Help me hand it over to Situ Yanran from Jingshi Academy. ”

"Oh. Xiaohong took it obediently.

Feeling that he had no more concerns, Li Xianyuan turned his head to the horse groom and said, "Let's go." ”

The wheels slowly turned, and Li Xianyuan lowered the curtain. The carriage slowly passed by Little Red.

"This is it. Please let us meet Mr. Li!"

"Where is Lord Li, I want to thank him!"

The curtain was lifted slightly, and a few people gathered outside the inn door. One was a young man in shabby linen clothes, kneeling and prostrating, and the other was dressed as a scholar and accompanied by a woman. Shout respectfully.

"Master Li, let's ......" the groom's voice came into the carriage from outside the curtain.

"Keep walking. ”

The carriage slowly walked down the deserted long street.

……

"The flowers fade and the red green apricots are small. When the swallows fly, the green water surrounds. The willow on the branch ...... "Respect the side room of the Academy, and the sound of light recitation came out."

Knock Knock -

The knock on the door alarmed the recitation. After a while, the door was opened, and a girl with a gentle temperament and short hair covering half of her beautiful face appeared outside the door. Her cheeks were slightly red, as if she was a little ashamed.

"Sister Situ, this is a maid who gave it to me, saying that it was given to you by Brother Li. ”

……

The body tilted slightly and went on the stone bridge. An arm lifted the curtain of the car and looked out at the lake.

Pedestrians on the lakeside hold umbrellas, and the lakeside is soft and graceful under the drizzle. On the cruise ship, the beautiful figure is holding an oil umbrella, squatting on the bow of the boat to stir the water, I don't know whose lady it is.

After a dozen breaths, the carriage came down from the stone bridge and passed by Xiangfangyuan.

The people in the car raised their eyes slightly and looked at the second floor.

But who knew that the paper window was open, and a person was lying in front of the window, looking at the street below with his hands on his cheeks.

The two eyes looked at each other, and the person in front of the window stood up in shock, his eyes flickering.

The person in the car lowered his arm, and the curtain fell, covering the inside of the car.

The carriage moved forward, slowly staggering......

Academy, Situ Yanran slowly unfolded the rice paper.

Xiao'er's family, Lehaha, Lang reads, concubines, respects the academy secretly, and vows to live in the world.

In the past, it was like quicksand, not in time, it was already a yellow flower, and the bright inn was parting, when to meet her again.

Volume 1: The Final