"Ahh Yes! ”

Today's Yecheng is extremely cold, not to the big cold, but it is ten times the biting cold of that day. Even the crows on the tower of the city could not bear the cold, and circled for a long time, and finally flew down, gathered into a heap, and their cries were even more unbearable.

Rubbing his hands, he picked up the tea prepared by the store again, took a sip, and a man with a bamboo hat and a mask subconsciously shook his head, as if he didn't like the taste of this tea.

Xuan Brown is crazy to change old clothes, and does not be an immortal sword to leave.

Should we say that he can work harder, or should he say that he will make up for his mistakes? In short, under the persuasion of his senior sister's "good words and persuasion", he, Yu Qinglin, is now a swordsman who is home from all over the world.

He has to find a way to enter the palace and become the martial arts master of Prince Xuanyuan Xuanyuan.

"Good junior brother, do you know that 'it is not too late to see a rabbit and take care of a dog; What is the explanation of making up for the loss of sheep and making up for it'? ”

Recalling that day, his senior sister's divine power, carrying Fei'er, who had accidentally drunk a cup of sesame boiling soup, on his shoulder, and putting it down on the couch lightly, he suddenly remembered a not very pleasant memory of previous years, so that he was dull for a long time, and he didn't answer, until his senior sister poked his forehead a few times with her slender index finger.

"Good junior brother, I haven't seen you for a few days, your cultivation has improved again, and you have actually reached this realm of 'sitting and forgetting', senior sister is really ashamed."

Sitting and forgetting? Are you saying he sat down and forgot? Sure enough, this old woman called herself "good junior brother" for no reason, but she didn't plan to say anything good.

"It's not too late to see a rabbit and a dog; It's not too late to make amends. It means that if something goes wrong and you go to remedy it immediately, you may be able to remedy it in time. Senior sister, you were kind and persuasive, and you taught earnestly, and Qinglin remembered it in your heart, and you didn't dare to forget it for a moment. ”

Hearing this, the senior sister in front of her did not have the slightest scruples, she reclined down again, and continued to drink the good wine that she had not finished drinking, and the conversation between the two continued.

"As for cultivation, Qinglin doesn't dare to say anything, it's not as good as your senior sister who is here to cultivate, junior brother is now in Yecheng, seeing all the prosperity, or there is no benefit, if you want to come to Qinglin's understanding, it will take a hundred years to ......"

I knew in my heart that my senior sister still remembered the so-called thousand jars of good wine, but Yu Qinglin had been in Yecheng for a few months recently, and he was still poor. What's more, this time it happened so suddenly, and he didn't have time to prepare at all.

"A hundred years~ For you and me cultivators, it's just a moment, and it will pass soon......"

Yu Qinglin looked at his senior sister's hand holding the wine cup and paused inexplicably, was her left hand trembling? No, he should have been dazzled.

"In a hundred years, senior sister, you can always say it in one word, explore the heavens, don't bother Qinglin, and come back to visit another day." As he spoke, he threw the dust in his hand to his shoulder, his voice was an octave lower, and he didn't dare to look at the "creditor" behind him again.

However, when he turned around, the "ghostly" figure was lying at the door, blocking his way.

"Good junior brother, it's been a moment~"

"Okay, you say, how many more jars of good wine will be added this time? Are there any other conditions? I promise you. "Helpless, Yu Qinglin is depressed, even if he hides, where can he hide? This huge water-stopping peak belongs to his senior sister.

Hearing Yu Qinglin's answer, the owner of the bamboo house immediately turned over, his body was smart, and he was churning in the inner room behind the screen, and when he came back, he had an old coat in his hand and a bamboo hat.

Originally, a one-year deadline was agreed to refine the cyan glass bead in order to remove the anger on the bead, but the bead was sealed by her with a unique technique and was contained in a fairy lotus in the lotus pond.

Now, before the one-year period has expired, it is useless to break the seal first and then refine it. Even if the anger has not been exhausted, it can only be the mistake to put on the wrong Xuanyuan Xuanyuan.

The person who broke the seal was brought by Xiao Hei, and Xiao Hei was brought by him Yu Qinglin. Therefore, this account is all counted on his head.

In order to prevent Xuanyuan from being affected by the residual anger and causing serious consequences, one of the two of them had to go to monitor Xuanyuan.

And he is the best choice for this to go to monitor.

However, good senior sister, are you sure that with my outfit, before I see that kid, I really won't be thrown out by the guards in front of the palace gate first?

Speaking of this dress, Yu Qinglin's eyes were full of his senior sister's shaking her head, with a bamboo in her chest, and a reasonable and well-founded appearance.

"Since ancient times, young people have admired chivalrous guests, and emperors have deigned to look for talents. "Nanhua Sutra" has clouds, cough cough, the former Zhuangzi said the sword for King Zhao Wen, it can be seen that the kings are all good martial arts......"

Yes, quoting scriptures, the so-called "Shuren, princes, and the Son of Heaven" The three swords were all taken out of context by her, so that he had nowhere to refute.

However, if you really go straight to Miyagi so casually, it will definitely not work. So, who are you going to turn to for the match?

took another sip of the tea in the cup, oops, it's really unpalatable, and it is still not as good as the Phoenix Feather Fog Lotus of the Water Stopping Peak.

"Huh? Yes, I haven't seen Xuanyuan Xiaoyou for a long time, so I might as well visit today. ”

As soon as he said to go, Yu Qinglin, who had changed his appearance, turned the dust under his clothes into a sword, held it in his arms, and crossed his hands together. His head was slightly lowered, for the hat was a little too big to block his view.

Since you can't reveal your identity, then keep a low profile and walk slowly.

As everyone knows, Yu Qinglin's move has attracted more and more attention from passers-by.

"Look at him like that, he must have fought and didn't win, and he didn't earn a copper plate for money, and the lady ran away with someone!"

"Stupid, don't you know that the more masterful you are, the more low-key you have to be?! I can't afford to provoke this man, I can't afford to provoke ......."

In the exchange of passers-by, Yu Qinglin didn't know whether to laugh or be angry, so he had to speed up his pace, hoping not to attract too much attention.

On the other side, at the same time, in front of the Weiyang Palace, the ministers who came to participate in the Lingfeng Golden Scripture Feast were still sitting peacefully, but the emperor was delayed in coming, and they quarreled again.

The content of the quarrel is nothing more than the candidate's choice for the crown prince.

One of the ministers argued that the crown prince Xuanyuan was ill and lingering on the sickbed, so it was not suitable to be a prince, and he should be changed to King Kang Xuanyuan.

The ministers on the other side are arguing that the country has a long monarch and the blessing of the society, not to mention that King Kang is not a descendant of the emperor's blood, he is still a young child, a few days ago he was arrogant and domineering during the winter hunting, and what he did was really insulting to the king's blood, not to mention that the emperor is still in his prime, so why worry about having no other royal descendants?

The arguments went on endlessly, and the ministers of the two sides insisted on their own words, and they all quarreled until they all blushed and gossiped, just like the long-tongued woman in the North Street Market who was scheming about one or two copper plates.

However, on the altar in the distance, the abbot of Lingbongji Temple, the protagonist of today's feast, has been sitting there like a dead tree, unmoved by external objects.

A robe of snow, a Bodhi, sit and watch the six senses appear on the lotus platform. There is no life, there is no heart, and it is clean and broken red dust.

The abbot of Lingfeng Temple, now it is almost a rare year, although the eyebrows are white, the spirit is still strong. At the right time, at this time, he should have settled in the meditation room of Lingfeng Temple, and his little apprentice was copying scriptures on the side.

Wherever he went, he never forgot to take his little apprentices with him, except today.

A few months ago, he stole the string of white glass beads around his neck and went out, returned to the temple in embarrassment, and was punished by him to the back of the temple to meditate for a year and copy the Heart Sutra.

However, I didn't bring him today, and I thought it would be the most suitable for him.

Thinking about a thousand different things, there are some deviations, the abbot's mood is a little restless, he still remembers the little apprentice who is being punished in the temple, this child, I hope to understand his hard work as soon as possible......

Thinking about it here, the belated emperor had already appeared, and behind him was followed by a figure that the ministers had seen for a long time, even if he was wrapped in a thick black coat, and was tightly surrounded by the guards on the left and right, far away, and he couldn't see his face clearly. However, the blindfold on his left eye confirmed that he was Xuanyuan.

Lingfeng Golden Sutra Feast is the tradition of the Xuanguo royal family. Those who are fortunate to be invited are all important ministers of the DPRK and China. Explaining Buddhism is secondly, the annual sutra feast, in fact, is to pray for the emperor and the crown prince to prolong the blessing of life, in the blessing of the abbot of Lingfeng Temple and the chanting of the ministers, in order to bless the country for a long time.

It is prepared for the emperor and the crown prince, so today, King Kang Xuanyuan Qi is not present, even if it is a clan that is spoiled by the emperor on weekdays, the etiquette is absolutely indispensable.

In this way, it was tacitly understood, and the ministers also understood what the emperor meant. This prince will only be Xuanyuan Xuan.

"Amitabha, Master of Pure Life, please bless Wu'er Xuanyuan."

Under the gaze of the ministers, Xuanyuan Jue was brought by the emperor to the Pure Life Master, and he wanted to accept the blessings of the Pure Life Master.

However, in front of Master Jingsheng, Xuanyuan Jue did not kneel down with his hands folded, but raised his left hand and put it on the blindfold.

The blindfold was ripped off and thrown in front of Master Pure Life. Naturally, this move was a shock to the four. However, compared to this, the ministers were even more surprised that Xuanyuan Xuan's left eye was actually good, and there was not even a scar on his face.

Could it be that it was said before that the prince was blind in one eye, but it was just a false rumor?

The emperor thought that he knew it from the beginning?!

The ministers who had been arguing with each other before the feast began, now saw Xuanyuan unscathed, and looked at each other.

One by one, you look at me, I look at you, I had to lower my head, forcibly put my whole mind on the sutra in front of me, repeating the Buddha name of "Amitabha Buddha" over and over again, and the hands that moved the Buddha beads were trembling.

This is the first time that Jingsheng has seen Xuanyuan Xuanyuan.

With just one glance, Jingsheng noticed that there was something unusual about that left eye. For a person who has such a cultivation, even if there are many different Dao Sect techniques attached to this eye as a disguise, the darkness under the heavy cover seems to him to be about to come out.

A swamp full of boundless sins, one day the evil spirits of the ten directions from the eighteen layers of hell will be released.

What if we had done it before him?

Master Pure Life raised his hand, but it gently landed on the top of Xuanyuan Xuanyuan's head, and blessed him with etiquette.

This time, he can't be wrong again.