Today will be a major day for the head of Shushan He Zizai to talk about swords, in previous years He Zizai will talk about swords once after having a comprehension, although this retreat was forcibly interrupted by the Venerable Master Liyan, but I still have something to gain from thinking about it, but what worries the disciples of Shushan is that this time the sword can not be as peaceful as before, because there are two more disciples of the Fire God Temple in Shushan. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Although everyone says that they are just women, but the way to cultivating immortals, in fact, there is no distinction between men and women, and the distinction between strong men and weak women is just a paranoid concept brought about by the secular mortal world.

In the past, those disciples with low qualifications who really couldn't realize could have pretended to fool the past, but this time it would be the first official head-to-head confrontation between the disciples of Shushan and the disciples of the Fire God Temple.

And the worst thing is that the recognized first disciple of Shu Mountain, the senior brother of Shu Mountain, has no intention of traveling abroad with Senior Sister Jiang Yingxue of Moye Mountain and has not returned, so the burden of this sword is placed on Fang Chen, the eldest disciple of the vast vein, and Zhao Ningyuan, the second disciple of the first vein of rejuvenation.

Early in the morning, Li Jiawen forcibly dragged Tiancong up, this guy who likes to sleep until noon and wakes up is tired, although he knows that he is going to talk about the sword today, but his sleepy nature has been hidden in Tiancong's body, he controls the flying sword with his eyes half-open, and scares Li Jiawen so much that he can only hug him, for fear that he will be planted directly if he is not careful.

Fortunately, although Tiancong's flying sword was twisted very hard every time, it lived up to expectations and was able to arrive safely, but if it was necessary for Edgeworth to fight the enemy, it would really be someone else's live target.

When he came to the Hall of Ten Thousand Swords, the disciples of the other veins had already arrived, and Li Jiawen became the last two to arrive because of Tiancong.

Excluding the people who were not in the mountain gate, there were only seventeen Shushan disciples who came this time, so the Ten Thousand Swords Hall that could have accommodated thousands of people looked empty, bleak and slightly sad.

And that bleak and desolate aura seemed to affect everyone, even Nian Wushuang, who was sitting at the front, had a heavy face, although she was in Cao Ying's heart in Han, but the little girl was a little girl after all, no matter how strong she was, there was a time for calm.

Li Jiawen slowed down, for fear of making too much noise and affecting others, but Tiancong sighed and said, "Senior brother, I seem to have forgotten to wash my face!" ”

The Shushan disciples in the main hall suddenly all looked back at Li Jiawen and Tiancong, Li Jiawen thought to himself that Tiancong would make trouble at this time, at such a serious moment, he actually remembered that he was dragged up by Li Jiawen in the morning and forgot to wash his face!

Tiancong didn't realize that he had become the target of public criticism, but said seriously: "Master said, you can not wash the bath, but you can't leave the face unwashed, because the face is face, and if you don't wash it, you will have no face." ”

Li Jiawen coughed, and wanted to say that you are even more faceless by doing this, and you are completely a living treasure, but as a junior brother, it is naturally inconvenient for him to say, so he had to persuade: "It's too late to wash your face now, anyway, it's all your own family, and no one cares if you wash your face or not." ”

"How can this work? Senior brother, you can't be so perfunctory! Tiancong kept shaking his head, and subconsciously glanced at someone in front of the main hall, Li Jiawen followed his gaze and found that it was Qi Nan who was sitting there, and beside Qi Nan, it was Xiaocao.

Li Jiawen immediately understood that this fool was deliberately like this in order to attract Qi Nan's attention.

"Okay, then you go wash your face, I'll go first." Li Jiawen walked straight to Xiaocao.

Tiancong was dumbfounded: "No, junior brother, I'm embarrassed by you like this, you come back......"

Li Jiawen sat down next to Xiaocao, Xiaocao's complexion was very bad, and there were blisters on her lips, thinking that she should not have recovered from the massacre in Dahe Village, after seeing Li Jiawen, Xiaocao smiled reluctantly, but did not speak.

"Ugh." Li Jiawen sighed, he knew that Xiaocao needed to be quiet, so he just sat next to her and didn't speak.

Tian Cong tiptoed over, but Qi Nan was a glare, so frightened that Tian Cong hurriedly said: "Senior brother, you just sit here, I won't sit with you!" ”

There were a few uncontrollable laughter in the hall, and the originally oppressive and heavy atmosphere suddenly dissipated, and some people began to talk to each other.

Li Jiawen was sitting on the futon, but at this time he felt a murderous gaze looking at him, Li Jiawen looked up, and found that it was Nian Wushuang in the front row who was looking at him viciously, as if he was going to swallow Li Jiawen alive.

"Morning." Li Jiawen naturally said hello to Nian Wushuang.

In an instant, everyone who had already chatted quieted down again, and they all looked at Li Jiawen and Nian Wushuang.

The battle between the two has spread, Nian Wushuang won Li Jiawen in the realm, so yesterday she stabbed Li Jiawen with a sword, although Li Jiawen resisted, but it had no effect, but then the two changed the martial arts to gamble, guessing the stone game, originally only guessed odd and even, but Li Jiawen guessed the number, defeated Nian Wushuang, Nian Wushuang refused to fight again, but was defeated and humiliated again, I heard that I lost two bottles of century-old cold jade bamboo powder, and I was so angry that I cried with a pillow at night.

For the current Shushan disciples, half a bottle of cold jade bamboo powder is worth all their belongings, if this cold jade bamboo powder is sold on the market, it is worth thousands of spirit stones, and a spirit stone can support the cultivation of monks below the age of Yuan Ying for two days, so a bottle of cold jade bamboo powder can be exchanged for spirit stones can support a Shushan disciple to cultivate for more than ten years, and with the help of spirit stones, there is no need to eat food such as spirit rice every day.

Li Jiawen has not come into contact with spirit stones since he came to Shushan, because Tiancong's nerd can't make money, he even has to rely on food, where can he take out spirit stones to help Li Jiawen cultivate.

Nian Wushuang lost two bottles of Han Yuzhu at once, which is simply bankrupt for most Shushan disciples, and it is strange not to cry to death.

At this time, Li Jiawen's "Morning" was definitely the most ruthless ridicule and provocation of Nian Wushuang, and sure enough, Nian Wushuang was so angry that he wanted to kill Li Jiawen with his eyes, but Li Jiawen chatted with Qi Nan lightly.

Nian Wushuang lost more than ten games with Mingzhu last night, she already understood that Li Jiawen had done something to her, thinking that she had been cursed or something, if it wasn't for He Zizi to talk about swords today, she would have killed Chengying Mountain early in the morning.

It didn't take long for He Zizi to slowly walk into the main hall, and the disciples of Shushan suddenly shook their spirits and let go of their distracting thoughts, not daring to make the slightest mistake.

He Zizai sat at the front, his hair was snow-white and fluttering like a fairy, as his gaze swept over, everyone felt like a spring breeze, and the sword intent in his body seemed to become fuller because of this.

"I remembered that the last time I talked about swords, it was six years ago, and in the blink of an eye, six years have passed, a group of people have died, and a new group of people have arrived, here we first remember the dead Shushan disciples."

"Stand your palms, kowtow, and read the common people." He Zizai put his left hand flat on his chest, palm facing up, and then knocked his thumb with his right palm and stood in the palm of his left palm, reciting the "Cangsheng Sutra".

"Immeasurable life, the deceased is like this, hope has been reincarnated, and then enjoy the ...... of rebirth"

Everyone followed He Zizai and recited the "Cangsheng Sutra", Li Jiawen had never learned the "Cangsheng Sutra", so he could only listen quietly and write it down.

"The so-called sentient beings are suffering, life is death, death is also life, immeasurable avenue, to cross the common life." As He Zizai finished reciting the last paragraph of the "Cangsheng Sutra", the entire hall seemed to follow the reincarnation of the Cangsheng Sutra once, which made people feel that the meaning was difficult to express.

Li Jiawen was also immersed in it, and suddenly seemed to see two familiar faces that had been transformed into a death in the Cangsheng Sutra.

"Dad, Mom, I will definitely save you." Li Jiawen said firmly in his heart.

After reciting the Sutra of the Common People, everyone prayed silently in their hearts for about three minutes, and He Zizai took the lead in closing his palms and said, "Since we have mourned the deceased, now let's welcome the new life." ”

He Zizai looked directly at Li Jiawen and said, "Originally, there were seven questions at the beginning, and Xiaocao and they have all been asked, but because your master has been outside, I will ask these seven questions on my behalf, so as to be our welcome to your new students in Shushan." ”

Li Jiawen changed from sitting to kneeling and kowtowed three times.

He Zizi nodded and said, "First question, who are you?" ”

"Disciple Li Jiawen."

"The second question is, where is this?"

"This is Shu Mountain."

"The third question is, where is the heart?"

"The heart is in the hometown, the land of China."

"Fourth question, where is the dream going?"

Li Jiawen was stunned, then gritted his teeth and said: "Dream parents, pray for rebirth." ”

He Zizi is not surprised, cultivators are either immortal, invincible, or reborn.

"The fifth question, where is the burial?"

Li Jiawen was stunned again, and then said: "The place of home, the place of burial, swear to defend it, and never retreat!" ”

In the main hall, Li Jiawen's voice is sonorous and powerful, the speaker is full of pride, and the listener is enthusiastic.

He Zizai's eyes flashed like thunder, he smiled all over his face, and asked again: "Sixth question, can the above be true?" ”

Li Jiawen raised his palms and swore: "I, Li Jiawen, swear, that what I said above is true, if any sentence is false, I will die a good death when the thunder and five senses are mourned on the same day!" ”

He Zizai waited for Li Jiawen to finish making his oath, stretched out his hand and swiped the void, Li Jiawen's palm was broken with a very small wound, and a drop of hot blood immediately seeped out of the wound, and rolled to the ground along the life lines of Li Jiawen's palm and then disappeared.

Li Jiawen suddenly felt that there was something invisible in heaven and earth, opened his eyes and glanced at him!

Before Li Jiawen could think about it, He Zizai asked the last question, which was also the simplest one.

"The seventh question is, who to worship as a teacher?"

Li Jiawen prostrate on the ground: "Shushan, do whatever you want!" ”