The blue-and-white man in the Confucian shirt stood up.

Hold the box to your chest.

The sword was still in the box, but there was a sword qi that crisscrossed the pale yellow, and there was even more green qi that rushed straight to the nine heavens.

Yue Pingchuan was stunned.

It was as if I had returned to the edge of the Bianhe River and saw the saint in the grass mound again.

The blue-and-white Confucian shirt man has no sword in his hand, and spits a sword in his mouth.

"Dare to ask the prince, what is a high mountain and what is flowing water?"

Yue Pingchuan silently put away the gun, tied up his clothes, and made up a salute to the blue-and-white Confucian shirt, and then pondered for a moment and said: "The mountains are majestic, and there is flowing water only when the ice melts; The flowing water is smart, and it has a long history of nourishing the virtue of all things. ”

"Mountains and rivers are all human virtues, which cannot be innocent or vain, and they should be done and cherished."

The blue-and-white Confucian shirt man smiled slightly, "The prince is high." ”

He also said: "Dare to ask the prince, what is a temple." ”

Yue Pingchuan was shocked, staring at the blue-and-white Confucian shirt silently, and said for a long time: "Mr. asks two questions, both are talented, but I have a humble opinion." ”

"Temples, there are temples for the common people, temples for rivers and lakes, and temples for the world."

"The common people's temples are shoulder to shoulder, and the good of the family; The rivers and lakes and temples are wide, and the heroes are strong; The temple of the world is also the temple of the Zhao room of the Daqing Palace, shoulder to shoulder, peep at the good of the family, and wide, peep at the strength of millions of soldiers, but the temple of the Daqing Palace, high and far, the wall is several thousand, not allowed to enter the door, do not see the beauty of the temple, the wealth of the hundred officials. ”

"This temple, Your Majesty's Zhangzhi, is not the hope of the princes."

The blue and white Confucian shirt laughed and laughed, "The palace of the prince is high, and the world is lucky." ”

Hold the box in both hands and raise it to your eyebrows.

Please take the sword.

"Dare to ask the prince again, what is Spring and Autumn."

The words fell, and the clouds moved in all directions.

Spring and autumn are swords.

In an instant, the birds and beasts under the sunset mountain are silenced and all things surrender, the heaven and the earth seem to have a chorus, such as the voice of Huang Zhong Da Lu solemn and faintly singing, above the sky, the glow gathers around, and there is a different fragrance on the ground.

Lin'an is full of swords.

The sword of the Xizi boat lady hanging on the black horse is still stained with blood, and in the trembling sound, the sword chant is the most vigorous.

It's like a baby snake molting.

The sound of the sword is like the roar of a dragon, like the big river that has rolled up a thousand piles of snow.

There is green qi born from the sword, unsheathed into the sky.

Li Ruyu held the book and read, and the long sword on the table let out a sword groan, and the sword body trembled, as if it wanted to come out of its sheath.

There is also green gas unsheathed.

Outside the fine house, Tang Shi in Tsing Yi was shocked and inexplicably looked at the long sword on his waist trembling, even if he used all his strength in vain, the sword was still trembling, and the green qi was unsheathed inexorably.

The man in black, who was sitting silently, calmly spat out the word: "Sage." ”

But he was not consecrated.

Zhao Changyi, the king of Xian'an, did not wear a sword, but the long sword on the waist of a servant behind him was like a dragon and a snake, exuding excitement in the jump, like a soul, and a green qi also rushed into the sky.

Zhao Li looked coldly at the sword on his waist and trembled.

He reached out and pressed the hilt of his sword.

In an instant, the last sword roar was full of sorrow, and there was no movement, and the dead silence was like decay, and then there was a violent anger.

The youth is not angry.

The sword chant spread from Xizhao Mountain to Lin'an City.

There is an official registered weapons shop, displaying all kinds of weapons, axes, knives, guns, swords, halberds, hammers, one by one on the closet table, the owner is a rugged ranger, at this moment to introduce a customer to the long sword in his hand.

Suddenly, both of them were dumbfounded.

The sword in his hand groaned.

In the armory shop, countless long swords trembled, and the sound of sword groans was like the waves of a river.

Countless green qi flew from the scabbard and disappeared into the heavenly dome in a flash.

Farther away, on the star-picking platform, Jiang Zhaoyue, who was holding the empress's sword, stared in surprise.

The sword in the sheath in his hand trembled like a sieve.

In the sound of the sword, there seemed to be a haoran green qi that wanted to come out of the sheath.

The woman standing on the railing was surprised, turned around with some surprise, and stared at the sword at Jiang Zhaoyue's waist.

Staring, like a long sword cutting a snake seven inches.

Surrender in an instant.

The sage's qi, under the dragon qi of the Great Liang Tianzi, can only surrender.

The woman chuckled, "Sage? ”

If I don't give it, you can't ask for it.

At the foot of the mountain at sunset, countless heroic green qi suddenly appeared out of thin air, turning into a shape, such as giving birth to countless swords, volleying and dancing, which was extremely spectacular.

Countless Spring and Autumn Swords.

The sword intent is pale and yellow, dancing in the mountains and flowing waters, swinging in the temples, and flourishing in the spring and autumn years.

This sword, the name of the Spring and Autumn Period.

The spring and autumn sword of the reader.

The word Spring and Autumn is concise and profound.

To put it simply, it is spring, summer, autumn and winter, and one spring and one autumn are a year.

Redundancy goes, spring and autumn are years, and it is also a corner of the world.

Dig deeper, Spring and Autumn is the corner of the avenue.

"Mr. takes the Spring and Autumn Period as a sword, and can be described as a sage."

Yue Pingchuan took a deep breath, ignoring the magnificent and tangible Spring and Autumn Sword in the sky, and looked at the top of the steps, where the sound of the piano became more and more intense.

There was a young man who read with a book and didn't hear the sword light.

Yue Pingchuan retracted his gaze, stared at the blue-and-white Confucian shirt man holding the box, and said in a deep voice: "Spring and autumn are in Yue Pingchuan's eyes, it is the time of the day, one year and four seasons, one before and one after, one beginning and one end, one release and one harvest, but this is the spring and autumn of the world." ”

"The spring and autumn of Yue Pingchuan, in the new green fields of the sixteen states of Yanyun, in the iron horses and swords of the sixteen states of Yanyun, and in the blooming blood flowers of the soldiers of the northern barbarians and the south."

"The spring and autumn of Yue Pingchuan is in the north."

"It is the loyalty and good bones of the Yue family, the great Liang and stability, and the common people in the world."

"The spring and autumn of Yue Pingchuan is hidden in the spring and autumn of the people of the world, and it is also above the spring and autumn of the people of the world."

"The spring and autumn of Yue Pingchuan is a life of blue blood, if you set up the north for one day, the north barbarians will not be able to cross Yanyun, and if you set up the north for one day, there will never be any military affairs in the north and south."

"The spring and autumn of Yue Pingchuan is the 'Yue' of the north."

Yue, mountain also.

It is also the soul of Da Liang.

The blue-and-white Confucian shirts were shocked, which was the righteousness of the border ministers.

Yue Pingchuan holds a gun like a god.

"Today, entering Lin'an, Yue Pingchuan is no longer Yue Pingchuan, the prince of the Yue family in Kaifeng, Yongzhen. My spring and autumn was originally the world, and all the people submitted to the four dynasties, but now my spring and autumn is only one person, who can stop it! ”

She is my spring and autumn.

Thousands of miles of rivers and mountains are beautiful and picturesque, not as good as a person who is charming.

Countless spring and autumn swords made of green gas, like feather arrows, like Yue Pingchuan as the stamen, bloomed a huge cyan giant flower, which is a spectacle.

Yue Pingchuan stands like a mountain.

The sword pierces through the body.

Yue Pingchuan's face gradually turned red, and then snow-white, when thousands of Spring and Autumn Swords passed through his body, and between the shattering, Yue Pingchuan spit out a mouthful of black blood, but his expression became more and more majestic.

The sword does not hurt the body.

But the heart washes the internal organs, and the will to condense with the spirit of the scholar is the gift of the blue-and-white Confucian shirt.

At this moment, the prince had a gun in his hand, his mood was unsullied, and his spirit had climbed to the peak.

The world asks for invincibility.

The blue-and-white Confucian shirt man laughed and walked away, the prince's opinion, he should be a hero, but he can only be baptized by the spring and autumn youth, the sword in the box, no one in the world can see it.

I spit out the spring and autumn period, but there is no sword in the Hu Lian box, but it is half of the spring and autumn period installed by the gentleman, and there is also the heroic spirit of the scholar pretended by the ancestors.

Whoever can open the Hulian box?

Whoever gets half of the spring and autumn.

No one.

Yue Pingchuan carried a gun and climbed the stairs.

In the small courtyard, the bewitching woman stroked the piano and was disturbed.

I was already in tears.