Xishu, Sword Pavilion, above Sword Mountain.

Several famous characters in the Sword Pavilion are there, they are regarded as immortal characters by the people under the mountain, they are suave and graceful, they rarely go down the mountain, but the story is widely spread, but if someone looks closely, they will find that they have no superior demeanor at all.

Zhao Jianchen, the master of the Sword Pavilion, squatted on the top of the Sword Mountain, dragging his chin with both hands and looking in the direction of Shangjing, he couldn't help shaking his head and sighing, worshipping his hands on his back left and right, bowing his head and pondering.

One black and one white were enshrined on the left and right, on the side of the sword mountain, brushing his beard, squinting, and the corners of his mouth twitched as he watched Zhao Jianchen sit on the sword swallowing clouds of the nameless swordsman in front of him.

Chonglou and Haiqing stood not far away, and their faces also showed respect.

Xia Lan stood at the highest place, looking up at the clouds churning, the corners of his clothes swaying lightly, and his sword eyebrows were flying.

Sweet potato holding a book, also standing not far away, now he began to study hard, determined to be a decent person, borrowed a copy of "Jiaxuan Long and Short Sentences" from Chonglou Senior Brother, too profound, and brought a copy of "Zhibei Tour", too profound, replaced by a "Renren Datong Fu", but also did not know what to do, and finally could only take a copy of the "Three Character Classic", read it slowly, tasted it carefully, and then fell asleep, woke up and drooled a book, but he was not afraid of hardships and dangers, and often held a "Three Character Classic".

Then there is the Lord of the Big Dipper Formation, each carrying a sword.

After doing the math, it seems that only Xia Lan and the Big Dipper Seven Star Array Master among the four protectors have the most worldly demeanor, and the others are too ...... It's vernacular.

Since Zhao Jianchen and the four of them came back from Xiliang, the Sword Pavilion has been steaming. Especially after the left and right worshippers trembling and holding the jade Ruyi of the former dynasty horse into the lotus pond of the Sword Pavilion, thirteen purple gold lotuses bloomed overnight, and ten thousand swords roared in unison on the Sword Mountain. Uncontrollably circling the Sword Pavilion for three weeks, it was really spectacular at that time, and there was a magnificent atmosphere above the entire Sword Pavilion.

The left and right worship the old tears, tears in their eyes. Even Zhao Jianchen, who didn't care much about the fate of the Sword Pavilion, couldn't help but smile and sighed that the sky has eyes, and the sky will not die in my Sword Pavilion. The sweet potato didn't know when it came out of his head and spoke. This is the credit of Sister Wan'er, if it weren't for Sister Wan'er's gift of jade Ruyi, the Sword Pavilion would be finished.

Zhao Jianchen, who was physically and mentally devastated by Lin Wan'er, glared: "Spoiled scenery." As far as you talk a lot, you've just been reading a book for a few days, and you're on it. ”

Sweet potato hid the "Three Character Classic" behind him and muttered in a low voice: "I'm telling the truth." ”

Sometimes the truth hurts the most. The least pleasant. Lin Wan'er's great kindness to the Sword Pavilion was Zhao Jianchen's least favorite thing to discuss and talk about, and she turned her head and glared at the sweet potato.

The sweet potato chirped crookedly: "No matter how much you stare at it, it's not as big as Sister Wan'er's eyes." ”

"Hey, sweet potato, I see that you really haven't been able to do it for a long time recently, and your temper has skyrocketed, and no one can control you." Zhao Jianchen blew his beard and glared, and when he wiped his chin, he realized that he didn't have the beard that enshrined the fairy wind bones.

The sweet potato took the "Three Character Classic" and left. In a voice that Zhao Jianchen could hear, he said to himself: "The grace of dripping water should be repaid by the spring." Don't see the profit and forget the righteousness, and lose the foundation of being a man. ”

Zhao Jianchen was furious, took off his shoes with one hand and smashed over, and the sweet potato dodged sideways: "As a gentleman, don't hurt people with secret arrows." ”

In the past, the relationship between Zhao Jianchen and sweet potatoes was very good, and it was also extremely harmonious, every time Zhao Jianchen and the left and right worshippers jumped and scolded each other, it was sweet potatoes and Chonglou who mediated in them, but now things have changed a little, because in Lin Wan'er's matter, Zhao Jianchen and sweet potatoes have irreconcilable diametrically opposite attitudes, so verbal disputes often break out between the two.

Seeing that the Sword Pavilion was thriving, the left and right offerings of the more and more immortal wind bones became a mediator between the two, persuading this not to be angry, to persuade that not to be anxious, to be united, to be harmonious, to seek common ground while reserving differences, and to build a healthy Shushan Sword Pavilion.

Zhao Jianchen couldn't get used to the happy face of the left and right worshippers, and scolded: "Two old things like-stirring sticks, piecing together and flattering left and right, it's really hateful." ”

I was not annoyed by the offerings left and right, I looked up and laughed, putting on a posture that I am a master outside the world and tolerating you with a broad mind, which made Zhao Jianchen even more annoyed.

If it is a bad relationship with sweet potatoes and left and right worship, Xia Lan was added later, and the reason why he didn't deal with Xia Lan was because of Lin Wan'er, but this time it was because Xia Lan felt that Zhao Jianchen gave the identity of Shushan Da Keqing to Lin Wan'er, who didn't practice martial arts, was really ...... Sloppy, in other words, Xia Lan felt that Lin Wan'er was not worthy of the title of Da Keqing.

The identity of this big guest, perhaps except for Lin Wan'er, who didn't take it very seriously, the entire Shushan is extremely important.

Regarding this matter, Zhao Jianchen was also weak in his heart and felt a little hasty, but for the dignity of the pavilion master, he coughed in a low voice: "Xia Lan, you don't know the danger of the situation at that time, if you don't eat, the old man and I will be starved to death." ”

Xia Lan was disdainful, and her sword eyebrows flew: "The life of the Sword Pavilion should be a masterpiece, and he would rather starve to death than be humiliated, and eat the food that comes from him, not to mention that as the master of the Sword Pavilion, he should set an example and become a model for everyone in the Sword Pavilion." ”

Zhao Jianchen lowered his head and scolded, always feeling that Xia Lan was sarcastic about his posture of bowing his head in front of Lin Wan'er, thinking of this matter, he felt more aggrieved and aggrieved than anyone else, who did he find to reason: "This, Xia Lan, it doesn't matter if I starve to death, the sweet potatoes are still young, and the age of the left and right offerings is not too young, so I shouldn't suffer." ”

"Pavilion master, you don't need to make excuses and excuses for your behavior, how noble is the identity of the great guest, every time the guest is crowned, it is known to the world, every great guest is not a hero among the people, you actually gave Lin Wan'er in order to eat better, it is really not respectable. Since the establishment of the Sword Pavilion, there are often pavilion masters, but the guest secretary is not always there. Xia Lan said righteously.

"Hey, Xia Lan, I don't feel comfortable listening to what you say, what do you mean, you want to remove me as the pavilion master?" Zhao Jianchen stood up, this kid is really annoying.

"The pavilion master's swordsmanship is superb, Xia Lan can't be compared, but if Xia Lan becomes the pavilion master, he will have more backbone than the pavilion master." Xia Lan said lightly, although he was in a low place, he felt that he was looking down at Zhao Jianchen.

Zhao Jianchen was uncontrollable when he heard this, and stretched out his hand to roll up his sleeves: "Then follow the rules of the Sword Pavilion." Compare the sword to determine life and death, divide the victory and defeat, and the winner is the cabinet master. The loser will decide on his own. ”

"So much the best!" Xia Lan said in a light tone, he entered Liangzhou City once, he was determined to die, and he did his best, if it wasn't for the sweet potato, others would definitely die in Liangzhou City, and his people were like his eyebrows. Flying upright,

The withering Sword Pavilion's luck leaked out, and the most intuitive manifestation was the withering of talents. Gradually formed a single seedling inheritance situation, the previous sword pavilion is a double dragon fight, Keqing and the pavilion master, and then the left and right worship each other. In Zhao Jianchen's generation, only Zhao Jianchen is left. Now when it comes to sweet potatoes, he is the only one who is amazing and gorgeous, and he can enter the world's super-first-class masters. The Sword Pavilion is not extremely Tailai, the ten thousand swords of the Sword Mountain are roaring together, and the luck lotus flowers are blooming, and the cultivation of Chonglou, Haiqing and Xia Lan has been regained, and it is faintly overshadowed by the past, climbing towards a higher realm.

Hearing the words "so very good", Zhao Jianchen, who had cultivated a lot higher than Xia Lan, immediately wilted. Admit it, be obedient. That's a sword to determine life and death, with the heart of the young man in front of him, regardless of life and death, he vows not to give up. He wanted to prevaricate in the past, saying that he was uncomfortable today, had diarrhea, and was not suitable for martial arts, even if you won in the end, it would be a victory, so wait for the master of the pavilion to recover from his injuries and fight again.

The upright and simple Xia Lan did not doubt it, nodded yes, Zhao Jianchen, who thought he had escaped, admired his intelligence in his heart, and when he looked up, he saw that Xia Lan didn't know where to grab a handful of croton, and swallowed it in one gulp: "Pavilion master, now you and I are in the same situation, let's start competing with swords." Zhao Jianchen was dumbfounded and shouted, today is really a long experience, this world is big, there are all kinds of birds.

Today on the top of Sword Mountain, everyone gathered, and they already felt the abnormality of the capital, in fact, a few days ago, everyone had vaguely felt that the north was rushing to the weather and moving south, and it was only today that it was confirmed that the person was the general Xiahou Xiangyang.

Sword Pavilion as a place outside the world, the root of the sword, practice pays more attention to cultivation, so the observation of the fortune of heaven and earth is sharper and faster than others, luck is a mysterious and mysterious thing, and the level of martial arts is related, but not all care about martial arts, every time the world chaos and the unification of the world, are accompanied by the disintegration and reshaping of the structure of luck, the sword pavilion can stand for thousands of years by the clear understanding of the luck of heaven and earth.

Generally speaking, now the fortune of the Great Wei Kingdom can be divided by region, on the Xiongnu side, the luck of the right tent royal court is on the Maudun big man, and there is a faint trend of evolution to Tana, and the luck of the left tent royal court is on the national teacher Allati and the young khan, with the increase in the age of the national teacher and the growth of the young khan, the two have a tendency to lose their strengths.

The luck of the Zhenbei army to the north of the Xiongnu is completely on the general Xiahou Xiangyang, and the recent general layoffs of the Zhenbei army are tantamount to cutting their own arms, and their luck is weakened, but if they capture Shangjing today, their luck will skyrocket. Xiliang luck is on Xu Xiao, the king of Xiliang, and now the king of the Great Wei Kingdom with a different surname is also delegating power. And the most vast luck in the Central Plains was closely related to His Majesty the Emperor who died, but His Majesty died suddenly, as if he was punished by heaven and died, and abruptly let the Central Plains luck disperse and not gather.

As for the mysterious and ethereal southern Xinjiang, although there is good luck, there are no heroes, and the luck is not clear in the miasma.

In the Suzaku Gate Incident, the Ten Dead Soldiers hoped to find clues in the chaotic luck, and went down the mountain to make the move of establishing a country in Fulong, adding bricks and tiles to the thick luck of the Shushan Sword Pavilion, and adding the country Yu Xiangqing, becoming a worldly master contaminated with the incense and fire of the world in the eyes of secular people. People are not as good as heaven, not only did they fail to succeed, but they were wiped out by the general.

Since then, the Shushan Sword Pavilion has been declining day by day, and it is not as good as day by day, thanks to today's Jade Ruyi, the Sword Pavilion has reversed its decline.

Zhao Jianchen changed the squatting posture into sitting, and sat in front of the sword mountain: "You have also seen it, the luck in the capital is in chaos, and the heaven and earth are in a vision, which is a sign of the chaos in the world, and my Shushan Sword Pavilion can continue to be a master of the world, escape from the world, or go down the mountain to enter the WTO and do something for the world, uh, it's a big deal, after all, my sword pavilion's big guest Lin Wan'er is still in the capital, and the sword pavilion is not ungrateful." My attitude was very clear, go to the capital. Of course, you can also speak freely, and Zhao will not stop you. ”

Sweet potato looked at Zhao Jianchen with some gratitude, he thought that the pavilion master would watch coldly from the sidelines, and looked at the chaos in the Central Plains with a smile on his face, but he didn't expect that the first person to agree turned out to be the pavilion master.

Xia Lan, who was in a high place, snorted coldly, still holding her head high arrogantly, and her heart trembled, Senior Brother Xia Lan has always had a lot of complaints about Sister Wan'er becoming the guest secretary of Shushan, maybe this time he will obstruct it.

"Count me in." Xia Lan said coldly, "No matter what, Lin Wan'er is my Sword Pavilion Guest, and she should take action when she is in danger, otherwise the whole world will look down on my Shushan Sword Pavilion." ”

The reason is very simple, and it is also very powerful, maybe it is very unreasonable, but for Xia Lan, this is enough, and I must not let the people of the world look down on my Shushan Sword Pavilion.

Sweet potato was secretly happy in his heart, at this moment he couldn't wait to run forward and hug Senior Brother Xia Lan and kiss him twice, but when he saw Senior Brother's flying sword eyebrows, he was afraid in his heart and didn't dare.

"Okay, count you in." Zhao Jianchen got up and patted the dust on his buttocks.

Chonglou took two steps forward and said: "Pavilion Master, the scene of the ten dead soldiers going down the mountain back then seems to be no different from today, they are all disordered in the world's luck, and it is unclear for a while, but the ten dead soldiers want to take advantage of the troubled waters to fish and fish in small and large waters, and today my Sword Pavilion is just for a Lin Wan'er, the luck of the Sword Pavilion has collapsed over the years, and now it is finally on the right track, but it is necessary to go down the mountain from the beginning of a thought, Chonglou thinks it is inappropriate, and it should not be." ”

There was silence on the Sword Mountain, what Chonglou said was true, and every sentence was reasonable, this time to go to the capital is more auspicious, more than ten years ago, the general can cut off the pillar of luck with one sword, and more than ten years later, if the unfathomable general comes again, the situation that the Shushan Sword Pavilion has just reversed may really fall apart.

Sweet potatoes couldn't help but have tears in their eyes, and there was a faint resentment on their faces.

Chonglou smiled, walked in front of the sweet potato, and wanted to reach out and touch the little junior brother's head, but was thrown away by the sweet potato.

Chonglou, who was disliked, didn't care, and continued to speak: "But in Chonglou personally, the "Stone Record" and "The West Chamber" written by Miss Wan'er are unprecedentedly good books, and Chonglou admires it in his heart, not to mention that "The Stone Record" is not finished, if Chonglou stands by and watches, and let the fragment of "Stone Record" be lost, then when I think of it in the future, I must blame myself, so this time I went down the mountain is Chonglou is to follow my personal wishes, and it has nothing to do with the Sword Pavilion. ”

The sweet potato was obviously stunned, and then smiled, how could a person who loves books like a senior brother not save him when he sees death, he is wrong to blame the senior brother. (To be continued.) )