Han Xiang and Jun Tianxia, who sent away Lan Ruo and the others, lived a life as light as white water again, but fortunately, it was the same for thousands of years, so good.

Jun Tianxia asked for no reason: "Xiang'er, if you chose Chen Baxian at that time, would I be a monk now?"

Han Xiangyan smiled: "Even if you are a monk, I will choose you." ”

Jun Tianxia was puzzled and asked, "Why? I remember that when you held an umbrella to watch the two of us compete on a snowy night, I was far inferior to him, why did you choose me?"

Han Xiang walked to Jun Tianxia's side, approached Jun Tianxia's ear and said three words slowly, making Jun Tianxia smile, and picked up Han Xiang and walked to the hall, just under the scorching sun, in front of everyone's eyes.

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After waiting for seven nights and days, Lan Ruo has been guarding the lake to watch Youchuan and the so-called simple scholar except for the time to eat, and he has not closed his eyes for seven days, which is a miracle for Lan Ruo's body, after all, Lan Ruo is not a cultivator.

Lan Ruo was also a little unable to hold it and said in a daze: "Han Youchuan, aren't you awake yet." ”

I don't know if Lan Ruo's words worked or if it was just time, anyway, everything was so natural, Lan Ruo, who was in a daze, saw the phantom of a white-bearded old man behind him, constantly gesturing towards Youchuan.

Yukawa's expression was solemn, the flesh on his face was trembling, and his lips were constantly shaking, not knowing what he was saying.

Suddenly, he simply put his hands together on his chest and said in a deep voice: "Ten thousand rivers return to the sea." The surrounding lakes exploded, and they stayed in the air to form a huge word 'benevolence', and then simply stood up and pointed, and said angrily: "Go." ”

I saw that the huge water column collapsed and scattered back into the lake, leaving an afterimage of the word "benevolence" in the air, and slowly flew to the heart of Youchuan eyebrows, the incomplete word "benevolence" in the heart of Youchuan eyebrows was being filled by an invisible force stroke by stroke, and when it was written to the last stroke, the golden light in Youchuan's body overflowed all over the body, like a god, and it was extremely shocking.

After a long time, Youchuan slowly opened his eyes, stood up, and looked at the simplicity in front of him, simple or that simple, but not as simple as Youchuan thought.

Youchuan asked lightly, "Simple young man?"

replied with a simple smile: "The old man doesn't dare to agree with a shy face, where do you dare to call a young man a three-thousand-year-old person, hahaha." ”

At this time, the old monk and Mr. Kong came back, and Mr. Kong also heard the simple words and hurriedly saluted and recited: "Meet the Holy Master!"

He replied simply, "It's good to call me simple, it's good to be so simple." ”

Then he stepped into the void and did not know where to go.

The old monk bowed in the direction of his simple departure and said, "Amitabha." ”

Youchuan was puzzled, he didn't even know what he had done these days, he just felt as if someone had carved a word in his heart, but this word was very useful.

Youchuan looked around, saw Lan Ruo who was drowsy on the side, and saw that Lan Ruo's delicate face had two more dark circles under her eyes, and he was distressed, and he didn't care about it, so he picked up Lan Ruo and sent her back to the room.

Then he came out and found Mr. Kong and asked, "Sir, what is this?"

Mr. Kong only said: "I dare not speculate on the intentions of the ancestors." ”

The old monk also smiled and said nothing, thinking to himself: "This kid is really a great opportunity, and even the most holy person who has cultivated the natal benevolence for three thousand years has been given to him, and the world is also very good." ”

With the impetus of this luck, Youchuan directly broke through the Zhixuan realm, and reached the celestial realm where he could first feel the heavens and the earth, and his cultivation could be described as a smooth journey.

When Lan Ruo rested and woke up, it was already the morning of the next day, and Youchuan and his party were going to go on the road, all the way Youchuan nagged why the old monk didn't use that magical power, and it was only a few steps away, and the response to Youchuan was always inexplicably flying into the sky, and the girl always covered her mouth and laughed.

It was very boring to look at the road he had traveled along the way, so Youchuan said, "Lan Ruo, let's go back from the east." ”

Lan Ruo is a person who is afraid of trouble, but she is also a girl full of curiosity, so she agreed.

Youchuan is now located in Jingzhou, to the east is Yangzhou, Yangzhou is not as prosperous as Yuzhou, where the imperial city is located, and it is not as chivalrous as the city of the world, Yangzhou is Yangzhou, a place full of fireworks.

Entering the boundary of Yangzhou, Youchuan was shocked by what he saw and heard, and looked at it, the roadside was full of scholars selling calligraphy and paintings, or martial artists selling art on the street, and there were also powerful people who rode by, which seemed to move the rivers and lakes in Youchuan's heart.

At this moment, Youchuan was already thinking that when things were done in the future, he would come here to live and come with Lan Ruo.

You Chuan came to a street stall and asked, "Young man, why are you selling paintings here?"

A scholar who was painting raised his head, he had no characteristics, but his face was very white, a little sickly, he looked at Youchuan and said: "I want to enter Beijing to apply for the exam, but I am shy in my pocket, and I want to earn some entanglement by painting here." ”

Yukawa seemed to understand and replied, "That's right." Then he took out a silver ingot and said, "Here's it." ”

The scholar just glanced at Youchuan and continued to paint, and shouted while painting: "Ten years of cold windows, just to serve the country, but because of the shyness in the pocket, it is difficult to move an inch, buying a painting is doing good, come and take a look." ”

Youchuan was puzzled and handed out the silver ingot again and said, "This, for you, I don't want your painting." ”

Lan Ruo looked at Youchuan from the side, so angry that he wanted to beat this stupid boy, snatched the silver ingot and said softly: "Hello, I want to buy a painting, how many silver taels?"

The scholar raised his head and smiled: "The girl wants to buy it cheaper, a painting for one or two silver." ”

Lan Ruo smiled and said again, "Then what if you buy your future?"

The brush in the scholar's hand was stunned, and the ink splattered to the side, and the painting was ruined.

The scholar got up and said, "Girl, what do you mean by this?"

Lan Ruo put his hands behind his back and said in a good way: "Scholars, when you study, you are not afraid that ten years of cold windows will be wasted if you delay time here?"

The scholar replied: "How can you not be afraid, the four walls of the family are only for me to become famous, how can I not be afraid?"

Lan Ruo lowered his head and smiled: "Since you are afraid, why don't you want this fool to give you silver ingots?"

The scholar smiled: "A scholar should have the integrity of a scholar, otherwise what is the use of reading?"

Lan Ruo suddenly said with a solemn face: "It is said that Wen can write to settle the world, and Wu can ride a horse to determine the world, if you really serve the country, this silver ingot should be accepted, and if you take it, you will be a husband, and if you don't take it, you will be a Confucian son." ”

The scholar pondered the charm for a long time, and thought to himself: "If I really take this silver ingot, it will only be a temporary humiliation, but if it really delays the title of the gold list for ten years, it will be a lifetime of shame." ”

Lan Ruo saw that the scholar was a little entangled, held the silver ingot with his small hand and stretched it out in front of the scholar, and then spread it out and said, "This, is it enough to buy your future?"

The scholar no longer shirked, took the silver ingot and laughed loudly, laughing out of ten years of bitterness, this laugh, alarmed a certain reader who was also a reader, the young face of the reader sighed lightly: "The horse has a thousand miles of journey, no riding can not go by itself, people have the ambition to the sky, non-luck can not be Tengda, today I will send you a luck magic." ”

The young man waved his hand, and a white rainbow of luck struck the scholar, and it did not enter the scholar's body, and the scholar said with a firm feeling: "My future starts here, but it doesn't stop there." Then he picked up the bookcase, picked up the long sword, and embarked on the study tour.

Youchuan was in the fog of listening from the sidelines, and hurriedly asked, "Lan Ruo, why do you say so much?"

Lan Ruo slapped Youchuan on the head and said, "Let you not study seriously." ”

The old monk watched the lively and kind smile on the sidelines, thinking about those familiar words, which were exactly what Han Xiang said back then.

You Chuan didn't bother so much, and he didn't dare to use silver taels to those strange readers anymore, so he just asked lightly: "Lan Ruo, what was the name of that person just now?"

Lan Ruo spread her hands and said that she forgot to ask.

Youchuan thought for a while and said: "His face is so white, let's call him a white-faced scholar, hehe, hey, it's quite domineering." ”

Youchuan was immersed in his talent for naming, and walked forward jumping up, I don't know which son I thought had sneaked out of this market.

Passing through this scholar lane, the name is also taken by Youchuan, the three of them went to a small forest, there is a solemn procession in front of them, the leader is a black cloud horse, there is a man wearing fish scale armor immediately, the momentum is extraordinary, followed by three horses Youchuan does not know a sedan chair pulled by a sedan chair, surrounded by brocade, can not see the appearance of the people in the sedan chair, but presumably it is either rich or expensive, behind is a long escort.

Boom!!boom!!

As the team continued walking, a loud bang was heard, yellow smoke rose from all around, and a huge explosion tore the team apart.

I heard the man in the lead shouting, "Protect Madame!" Everyone gathered around the palanquin in panic, and the people in the palanquin seemed to trust her men very much, and did not look outside to check the situation.

The yellow smoke dissipated, and more than a dozen black-clothed people appeared in front of the team, murderous, shouting in unison: "Kill!"

The leader man in the team pulled out his saber and raised it above his head and shouted: "Meet the enemy!" Then pointed the knife at the man in black in front of him, the soldiers behind him poured in like a tide, and the man in the team leader was on the side to resist the man in black who came to attack the sedan chair, and there was an arrogant voice in the sedan chair: "General Ma, why do you make such a big movement." ”

The man known as General Ma quickly replied, "Madam, it will be fine right away." ”

Seeing this, Youchuan was about to go up to help, but as soon as he took a step, he was stopped by Lan Ruo and scolded: "What are you going to do, send you to death." ”

Youchuan was anxious, looked at the people in front of him dying one by one, and said, "Go and help." ”

Lan Ruo asked again, "Who to help?"

Youchuan has nothing to say, who to help? yes, who should I help.

Youchuan watched the soldiers and the black-clothed people collapse in a pool of blood one by one, he couldn't bear it, and rushed forward, where are these people Youchuan's opponents, a burst of sword light and sword shadow, Youchuan flexibly shuttled through the crowd, and the weapons in everyone's hands, including the big knife of which general Ma, flew to the ground.

Youchuan smiled: "Hehe, this is called turning war into jade silk." ”

When Youchuan returned to Lan Ruo to show off, the sound of swords colliding and screams sounded behind him.

"End of this chapter"