Jingyang stood in front of a painting, painting a picture of landscapes, green mountains and flowing water, pine smoke and clouds, the shade is appropriate, the kind of leisurely artistic conception makes it easy for the viewer to be in it, as if he can really understand the painter's state of mind when painting. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The painter's name is Bai Lisong, a well-known gunman 700 years ago, who can play with a long spear and a short pen, with one hand of the gun and the other hand can be passed on for thousands of years, is a truly remarkable character.

However, Jingyang did not feel the slightest sense of cultivation from the painting, let alone the slightest trace of gunland.

Jingyang tried to close his eyes to feel, but found that after closing his eyes, he couldn't think of anything, let alone feel.

Feng Lei stood beside him and said softly: "Don't think about observing here, if you don't buy it, there is no possibility of observing." With that, he pointed to the runes on the frame. It is precisely because of these runes that the viewer cannot truly feel the deep spiritual conception imposed by the painter in the painting, and can only feel the most direct artistic conception of the landscape in the painting.

"The sect is too stingy, look at this painting and you won't lose it. Liu Chenyi complained after hearing Feng Lei's words.

Jingyang opened his eyes, was very calm, and said: "There is no lunch in the world, and the Nine Swords Gate reminds this all the time. ”

Glancing at the price of attendance under the painting, the price of more than 800 yuan made a young man like Jingyang who was calm by nature couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth, and glanced sideways at the long containers, not having the courage to look any further.

"Maybe this second floor is not suitable for me now. Jingyang glanced at the stairs on the third floor.

"The third floor is even more unsuitable for you. Feng Lei smiled.

"Why?"

"Because it takes a thousand hours to go up to the third floor. Feng Lei shook his head, although he was still the son of everyone, but he looked like a poor family was worried about rice.

"A thousand diligent points?!" Liu Chen simply stopped looking at the painting, and walked to the two of them in surprise and helplessly, "How do you earn enough?"

"In fact, there are many ways to earn attendance in the Nine Swords Gate. Feng Lei said. Compared to Jing Yang, Liu Chenyi knows a lot of things in the Nine Swords Gate, but compared to Feng Lei, she and Jing Yang can be classified as people who don't know anything.

Seeing that the two of them were listening carefully, Feng Lei continued to explain seriously: "For example, selling the vegetables you grow, the grain you grow, and the battle Jingyang just now, as well as the mission of the sect. ”

"But a battle is only ten diligent, and among the current disciples, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, who dares to guarantee that they will win every time?" Liu Chenyi said.

"But there are no restrictions on the means, so many insidious tricks can be used, such as setting traps, such as sneak attacks. ”

Feng Lei said a lot of tricks that decent people are ashamed of, and without waiting for Liu Chenyi to speak, he continued: "If such a means is imposed, if the time of the day is smooth, you can earn more than 100 diligent points." ”

"It's also making enemies. Jingyang said, "When you design people, you are also designing yourself, if the group comes to retaliate, I'm afraid that all the diligence will be lost." ”

Feng Lei nodded and said, "Yes, so this is the next policy, but it is not ruled out that someone will do this." ”

"What should we do if Senior Brother and Senior Sister use this trick to bully us?" Liu Chenyi asked with a wink.

Feng Lei couldn't help laughing and said: "They don't look down on our diligence, besides, although the Nine Swords Sect seems to have a cruel system, the senior brothers and sisters take care of us very much, strictly speaking, there will be no such situation." ”

"That's still possible, right?"

"You're not wrong to say that, but I really haven't heard of such a shameless senior brother and sister. ”

"What is the mission of the sect?" Jingyang asked.

Feng Lei said: "The tasks of the sect are the tasks issued by the high-level of the sect, or the tasks issued by the lecturers themselves, and there will be rewards for attendance, but they are generally more difficult, such as walking darts, such as killing people." ”

"Kill. Liu Chen's face turned white.

"Hmm. Feng Lei nodded and said in a straight voice: "This is normal, some big thieves, some cultivators who act recklessly, all need cultivators to do it, and such a task will be customized according to the strength of the opponent." ”

"Isn't that going to be dangerous?" Liu Chenyi said worriedly.

"How can you become a cultivator if you are afraid of danger?" Feng Lei smiled.

Liu Chenyi scratched his head in embarrassment and said, "That's right." ”

The silly appearance made Jingyang smile and said, "Go back early, I didn't buy it diligently, I could only watch it boringly, it was a little torturous." ”

"Next time I have a work, remember to borrow each other to see if I bought it. Feng Lei smiled.

"Let's talk about it after I have some work, I need to pack my things, and I need to go out of the sect tomorrow. ”

Remembering that he was going to see him off, Feng Lei's expression became serious, and he nodded: "It's okay." ”

……

As Feng Lei said, no senior brother or sister will make a move on the younger brother and sister, because they don't look down on this diligence, and they are not so shameless, but there are always people who don't think so, especially when they have more desire to shoot than diligence.

Last year's overall list was second, and Lin Wushuang's eighth personal disciple Chen Tang was like this.

Walking in a corridor in a white robe, Chen Tang's face looked very worried, and he stopped outside a hall, he checked his outfit to ensure that every detail was perfect, and finally entered the hall.

Tang Huan, who was also dressed in a white robe in the hall, but the sword pattern on his body was one more, and he stood with his hands in his hands.

The clear and quiet eyes on her proud face looked coldly at the stone statue in front of the hall.

The stone statue was cast Kong Qi, and his eyes were as cold and proud as hers, like frost swords, looking at the blue sky outside the main entrance.

Two carved stone characters stand on both sides:

Sword to the pinnacle.

The world is subservient.

More than 1,500 years ago, this peak powerhouse stood on the top of the world, trying in vain to break the sky and step into the legendary realm of gods: more than 1,500 years later, Tang Huan looked at this ancestor in front of the hall, and what he thought in his heart was also to break the sky and enter the realm of the legendary gods.

The mountain peaks were cold, a cool breeze was blowing, and Tang Huan's robe was hunting like a flag.

Chen Tang stepped on a hundred boots and walked inside, it seemed that he was nervous and happy, the whole person seemed to be in good spirits, he was the son of an official eunuch, and there was a noble aura looming on his body, compared to Tang Huan's jasmine-like high, this aristocratic atmosphere seemed to be much more secular but also a lot more arrogant.

Chen Tang looked at Tang Huan's back, and the look of admiration in his eyes appeared unbearably, and then he quickly retracted, because he knew that this was a gaffe.

Everyone in the disciples in the Nine Swords Sect knew that he liked Tang Huan, and everyone in the disciples in the Nine Swords Sect knew that Tang Huan didn't like him, but he just didn't want to give up, and he always loved and didn't want to leave. However, this kind of affection did not win the favor of the other party, what he didn't know was that Tang Huan even hated from the bottom of his heart that he had entered the Nine Swords Gate in the same year as himself, just because Lin Wushuang had accepted himself three days late, he had to call himself a junior sister.

"Senior sister. Chen Tang lightly tied his sleeves.

Today is the first time in three years that Tang Huan has called him here, so even if he was as arrogant as him in the past, he was a little restrained in front of the girl he was excited about.

Tang Huan's gaze still stayed on the stone statue, and only after a few breaths did his thin lips open slightly, even if it was soft, his voice was cold and cold, without any humility when facing Prince Dayin: "Master Kong Qi has a training: 'The sword is at the peak, and the world is subservient', I don't want the world to be subservient to me, nor do I expect to be subservient to others in this life, but I don't want anyone to hinder me from coming to the peak of the sword." ”

When you open the door, you can see the mountain, and when you open the door, you will see the glacier, and you will be turned away for thousands of miles.

Chen Tang's expression tightened quietly, and his hands trembled slightly.

Tang Huan's raised head gradually flattened, his eyes stared blankly ahead, and said: "Before the sword reaches its peak, I won't like people, but I will hate people, I told Murong Duan, I hate worldly people, I hate people who have no ambitions." ”

Chen Tang's face became more and more ugly. Tang Huan asked him to come here, he didn't expect any miracles to happen, but he didn't expect that she would open her mouth so ruthlessly with these words.

"That's exactly what you are. ”

Chen Tang's fists tightened.

"Please don't bother me again in the future, I don't like the things you sent, someone from the Diligent Office will return them to you later, and you don't have to ask Murong Duan to say some good things, because, I really don't like to hear it." After speaking, Tang Huan turned around, and his eyes were also looking at the corridor outside the hall, the green pines, and the white crane and the blue sky, not falling on this man with a dead look.

Staggered past Chen Tang's figure, and when he walked to the door, Chen Tang said angrily: "A little broken child, what's the good?"

Tang Huan's figure stood still, his tall and straight body stopped in front of the door, and his eyebrows were slightly locked as if they had been outlined by a sword.

The two stood with their backs to each other, unable to see each other's expressions, probably feeling that he must be angry, mad, or even hysterical now.

"How long have you known him? You like him? A little broken child, it's just arrogant and successful, and you like him?" Chen Tang was furious, because he couldn't understand how a person he hadn't impressed for three years could belong to him in just one month?

Tang Huan looked up at the sky, the wind blew her hair swaying, and her face also appeared with a porcelain-like luster. The upright robe suddenly fluttered out of its restraints, and suddenly became a cloak that resisted the wind, and the belt that had been around her waist had become an ice-blue sword in her hand.

"It doesn't matter who I like. ”

"I just hate you. ”

"I don't like anyone. ”

A gust of wind blew in his face, Chen Tang only felt a chill on his back, and when he turned back after everything had calmed down, Tang Huan had already left, and the ground was falling leaves, all the fallen leaves were cut in half, even, neat, natural, as if born like this.

Chen Tang clenched his fists, his eyes bloodied red.

"Good. ”

He is the youngest Chen Tang, and it is the first time he has suffered such humiliation, and he is reluctant to eat a lot of hatred, not to mention that he can't eat this hatred at all.

ps: I feel like I've been writing really badly lately