Shen Ye sat alone in the quiet pavilion next to the brush lake to practice calligraphy, Shen Ye didn't know where the hard gas came from, threw the brush given to him by the master of Wumo on the bed, and stole a hard pen from Nanke, he really likes hard hair, writing should be like practicing a sword, and the words are murderous.

"Flying three thousand unprovoked, washing the sword is piercing and cold, cutting through the eternals in one go, and I don't know what is in the clouds. ”

A few words summarize the mood of Shen Ye's return from going to Nanke this time, when Shen Ye left the small pavilion, he forgot to throw away the waste manuscript he wrote, and Wumo came to pick it up and read it.

Wumo praised: "Good words, there is style, there is no lack of sword energy in the words, and Nanke is not in vain." ”

At this moment, a middle-aged man, coming from behind the ink, hung a small carved and delicate brush on his waist, and played with a small square inkstone in his hand, although this square inkstone is small, the whole body is black, there is no carving on it, it looks like an ordinary black box, but the ink is not dry all year round, and it can be used when the lid is opened at any time.

The middle-aged man stood behind and said, "Good words, I don't know who wrote it?"

Wumo turned his head when he heard the sound, and looked at this person, with a pen hanging on his waist, playing with a square inkstone in his hand, looking dignified, and a faint fragrance of books emanating from him, who is it?

There is no need to ask, when Wumo was young, I heard of it in my early years, and the senior brothers said that they had seen Mr. Yishui come down the mountain to wash the pen lake and paint lotus flowers, and the senior brothers described Mr. Yishui, with a pen hanging on his waist and Fang Shuo in his hand, and there was a faint smell of ink emitted when passing by.

For many years, Wumo still remembers these descriptions, and it just so happens that the middle-aged man in front of him is very similar to those descriptions, is he a water?

Wumo hurriedly said, "Meet Mr. Yishui." ”

Yishui nodded and smiled: "Don't dare to be, I have to call you a senior brother when I come up." ”

Wumo smiled: "I don't just see a smile." ”

"Knowing the heavens and the realm, claiming to be not talented, you are called modest. ”

Wumo then smiled: "But I'm still not an inner disciple. ”

Yishui smiled: "The assessment of the back mountain depends on luck, maybe your luck is a little worse." ”

"I smiled. ”

Yishui turned his eyes to the words in his hand and said, "I smell a strong smell of ink on it, rush down to see what is going on." ”

Wumo hurriedly handed him the words in his hand and said, "This is written by Shen Ye." ”

Yishui took over and said: ""Nanke Diary" flew three thousand unprovoked, washing the sword was piercing and cold, cutting off the eternals in one go, and I don't know in the clouds. ”

Wumo nodded and said: "This kid originally liked to use hard hair, I thought he liked to use soft hair, and he had been practicing with soft hair before." ”

Yishui sat aside with a look at the words and said: "Good words, if you can't write the feeling of sword qi with soft hair, I will collect it, and the man should use hard hair, and he is hard in his bones, especially the tiger I drew when Shen Ye was in the assessment, and he was stabbed by a sword." ”

Wumo sat down and said, "If Shen Ye can practice, he must be a good talisman." ”

"If you really pass the Houshan assessment, I will be the first to accept him as an apprentice, with this "Nanke Diary". ”

The two looked at each other and smiled, chatting about some daily life, needless to say, Wumo felt extremely happy, because after living for more than ninety years, he finally met this talisman master who was the envy of many people.

Yishui is a pioneer, for thousands of years, the master of the talisman is generally a character for the symbol, a water is not a word for the symbol, is a painting for the symbol, he is the first person to draw the painting for the symbol, can draw thousands of mountains so that people trapped in the mountains can not escape.

He has surpassed any great talisman master, and it is extremely fortunate to be able to see him, and at the same time, Wumo also asked for the essence of painting a few tricks.

Zhu Changfeng originally went to Xibi Lake to find Yan Jiuliang, and heard Wumo and a middle-aged man talking about Shen Ye, so he leaned on the pillar on the side to listen to the conversation between the two, and heard the praise Shen Ye secretly unhappy in his heart.

This time he wanted to find Shen Ye's stubble again, but he didn't stop the princess last time, so he was embarrassed to go directly to Yan Lianyun for help, but he just wrote his plan in the letter, using Shen Ye's management of the affairs of the court as an excuse to expel Shen Ye from the gate of heaven, and only Yan Lianyun needed to come to testify.

A few days later, Yan Lianyun replied and agreed, and criticized a few words by the way, if this matter is messed up again, let him go back to Nanyan and practice in Bodhi Temple.

This morning, Shen Ye practiced swords in the sword hall, the sword light bloomed, and the speed of the sword was extremely fast, and the other disciples did not dare to approach, and silently stepped away, for fear that Shen Ye would be stabbed to the king of Hades under the sword.

Even Yan Jiuli, who was not afraid of heaven and earth, hid aside and shouted: "It's time to reward, I'm getting more and more handsome when I play swords, and I'm better than those swordsmen in Nanyan." ”

Zhu Changfeng walked towards Shen Ye with a long sword, he wouldn't do anything with Shen Ye, if he wins, it will be a victory, he is a cultivator, he is just a person in the martial arts, and it makes no sense for a cultivator to compete with a person in the martial arts.

If you lose, wouldn't it be a shame to go abroad, a cultivator can't beat a person in the martial arts, and if you say it, you will be laughed to death.

Zhu Changfeng approached Shen Ye's sword end, he was betting on whether Shen Ye would dare to kill him with a sword, Shen Ye was too fast to move the sword, seeing that Zhu Changfeng in front of him was about to stab, he withdrew the sword with a backhand, but the sword end cut a little skin on his wrist and blood flowed out.

Yan Jiuli hurriedly threw away the half cucumber in his hand, feeling that his cousin was deliberate, how could he make such a low-level mistake, but in the face of Zhu Changfeng, he was embarrassed to say it directly, if it was someone else, he would not only say it, but also go up and twist his ears.

Chen Bei'an was lying on the ground with the dog's tail grass in his mouth, of course he knew that Zhu Changfeng couldn't see the closeness of Shen Ye and Yan Jiuli again, and he went to find fault again.

Shen Ye hurriedly put away his sword and said, "Brother Zhu, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you." ”

Zhu Changfeng said angrily: "Are you really blind or fake blind, can you do whatever you want and hurt people casually because of the love that the masters have for you? Don't force me to do it with you, how can you compare yourself as a person in the martial arts with us in cultivation?"

What Shen Ye was most angry about was what Zhu Changfeng said at the end, how can people in the martial arts compare with people in cultivation?

So, Shen Ye didn't say anything, just picked up the Nine Fence Sword in his hand, and swept it casually in the air, a sword qi rushed towards Zhu Changfeng, Zhu Changfeng hurriedly raised his sword to block the sharp sword qi, and was shocked to take ten steps back, almost sitting on the ground.

Shen Ye glanced at Zhu Changfeng with disdain, and turned around to leave.

Zhu Changfeng said angrily: "Shen Ye, don't think that the masters all like you, I don't dare to do anything with you." ”

Shen Ye turned around and smiled: "Then you move me to try!"

"Yes........." Zhu Changfeng laughed, "You are powerful, you are great, seeing the rules of Tianmen, disciples are not allowed to take care of the affairs of the court, but you are in charge of the affairs of the court, you have violated the rules, but you have turned a blind eye when you see the gate of heaven." ”

Everyone was amazed and secretly felt that it was unfair.

Yan Jiuli hurriedly said: "Cousin, don't make trouble. ”

Zhu Changfeng continued: "I'm making trouble, seeing the gate of heaven, and the disciples of the outer sect are tolerant of mistakes, how can I surrender to the public?"

Shen Ye continued to laugh and said, "For example, what are I in charge of the imperial court?"