Xu Mingyuan walked out of the drunken Xiao Tower, politely declined Zhou Binjie's invitation to sit on the fragrant Fengming Street next door, and got into the carriage of Baimo Building and headed towards Xicheng.

Fengming Street is the place where the men in Shuzhou City are longing, and Xu Mingyuan has passed by several times, and those beautiful girls also make his heart beat faster.

However, the courtyard of Fengming Street is the most expensive in Shuzhou City, not to mention whether Xu Mingyuan has this thief guts, just a few treasures in his pocket will be extinguished.

Today, Zhou Binjie is not a simple invitation at all, his eyes are full of the meaning you understand, which really makes Xu Mingyuan feel a little moved.

Zhou Binjie is the young master of the entire Fengming Street, calling an Oiran from the Baihua Pavilion to sing a small song, and then calling the head card of the Huancai Pavilion to play the, this is definitely not a thing.

However, Xu Mingyuan still held back, there were too many acquaintances in Shuzhou City, and it was really embarrassing to go to Fengming Street in the middle of the day, and he agreed with Zhou Binjie to go again when he had time.

The carriage stopped at the West City Gate, Xu Mingyuan waved his hand at the carriage, and then went out of the city and walked towards Micang Mountain.

As soon as you get off the carriage, a wave of heat is coming, and now is the time when the sun is at its highest. Xu Mingyuan stepped on some hot stones, and tried his best to lean under the big trees on both sides of the post road, and there were really two kinds of scenes outside the carriage and inside the carriage.

The one-mile journey was a short time away, and Xu Mingyuan walked along the stone-paved mountain road towards the mountain, and the staggered trees blocked most of the sunlight, making him feel less hot.

After entering the Taoist temple, Xu Mingyuan gave the two bags of food and wine gourds to the master, moved a bamboo chair and sat in front of the master who was sitting on the futon in the main hall eating meat and drinking wine, and told him about today's debate, as well as the conflict with Li Li in the drunken sky.

Qingxuan slowly chewed a piece of beef, and said a little vaguely: "Nanzhao's foolish thing is Xian Yu forced out to that kid, if you beat Nanzhao and let him lead the troops, there is no 108,000 yuan is not enough to fill the dangers along the way, and let Tubo sit on Nanzhao without spending a single soldier, and even lose half of Jiannan Dao." ”

When Xu Mingyuan heard this, his heart was also a little shocked, Xian Yu Xiang was the envoy of the Jiannan Dao, if the matter of Nanzhao was caused by him, then Nanzhao was indeed difficult to argue.

Although Xu Mingyuan also felt that if he sent troops to Nanzhao, it would not be easy, and he would force Nanzhao to Tubo, but he didn't expect that what the master thought was even worse, if this was really the case, the states of Jiannan Province would probably also fall into the flames of war.

Without waiting for Xu Mingyuan to ask, Qing Xuan continued: "What kind of three-grade swordsman did you say was repelled by your finger, just you have learned a little bit of kung fu, and you are still far from the three-pin." The three products of the rivers and lakes have just entered the stream, but it is also the most difficult to enter the stream, there are so many martial arts practitioners in the world, and there are geometry for those who can enter the three grades. ”

"Master, the three grades of the rivers and lakes have only entered the stream, the second grade is called the little grandmaster, the first grade is the great grandmaster, how powerful is the first grade, and what is above the first grade?" Hearing this, Xu Mingyuan nodded thoughtfully, and asked with some confusion.

Qingxuan picked up the flask and poured it, rolled his eyes and said, "You kid can't even enter the stream, what do you care about this." There are not many second-grade small grandmasters in the rivers and lakes, and as for the first-grade grandmasters, there are even fewer existences, and there are one or two of the major sects of Shaolin and Wudang who support the façade, and there are also a few old guys who are not born.

As for the top of the first product, it is called Tianxuan, which has transcended the vulgar product, although it cannot be said to be an immortal, but it has the unfathomable power of ghosts and gods. However, the realm of Tianxuan is too high, and it is difficult for ordinary people to achieve it in their lifetime, and I have not seen a few. ”

"The realm of Tianxuan, the unfathomable power of ghosts and gods......" Xu Mingyuan listened with fascination, and suddenly remembered Li Taibai who he met on the Beili grassland, helped Qingxuan untie the oil paper wrapped in roast chicken and handed it over, and asked with a smile: "Master, what kind of strength is Li Taibai, is it the great grandmaster, or Tianxuan?" ”

"Li Taibai, ah......" Qing Xuan grabbed the hand of the chicken leg and paused, revealing a trace of memory, and said with some emotion: "Fifty years ago, Bai Yi stepped into Chang'an with a sword, Li Taibai was already a Tianxuan, as for how tall he was when he met him in Beili before, it is estimated that only he knows." Qing Xuan held the chicken leg and pointed to the blue sky outside the hall, there was no one there, and it was the sky that asked.

Xu Mingyuan opened his mouth slightly, shocked beyond measure.

Then Xu Mingyuan asked his master Bai Molou about the body, Qing Xuan guessed that it was a problem of the bones, since there was no way to even be a palace doctor, then there was no need to think much about practicing martial arts in this life.

However, Qing Xuan was quite appreciative of Bai Molou's words that he was not weaker than the general, and said that the Bai family had this son, and it could flourish for another three hundred years.

Xu Mingyuan and Qing Xuan talked for a while, and then went to their room. From beginning to end, Qingxuan didn't mention Li Lixin and the Li family, he didn't take this seriously at all, maybe the Li family was not even as good as the chicken leg in his hand in his eyes.

Entering the room, Xu Mingyuan opened the window first, the top of Micang Mountain is flat, but the mountains on all sides are relatively gentle, and there are no cliffs. Outside the window, there are several large trees that are flourishing, just enough to hide from the scorching sun.

The trees that blocked the view were cut down by Xu Mingyuan one after another, so he had a good vision and could see the scenery in the distance, which was the continuous green mountains and the cloudless sky.

Xu Mingyuan closed the door, took out the two taels of silver that Zhou Binjie and Bai Molou had lost to him from his arms, bent down and got under the table, groped for a while, and lifted a wooden plank, and there was a dark grid underneath.

Xu Mingyuan took out a palm-sized wooden box from the dark compartment, and put the two taels of silver in his hand into it, and there were more than a dozen Tongbao in it, just like a small money box.

Others hide money to prevent thieves and children, but he hides money to prevent the master who is not very reliable and never plays cards according to the routine.

In the past few days, I have been rubbing the master's meal at noon, and I went out to eat with Zhou Binjie and Bai Molou in the evening, and the master's share was also packed by the way, but I didn't spend any money. Xu Mingyuan was worried that entering the academy would cut off his livelihood, but now he has earned three taels of silver by debating, which is enough for their master and apprentice to use for a while.

With Zhou Binjie and Bai Molou's family background, Xu Mingyuan doesn't have to worry about eating the two of them poor. In their opinion, a tael of silver is enough to drink a meal, but in the hands of ordinary people, it is enough for a family to eat for several months.

After hiding the silver, Xu Mingyuan crawled out from under the table, picked up the herbal teapot on the low table on the side and poured a few sips into his mouth, then stood in front of the bookshelf and looked for a while, took out a few books and put them on the bed, found a comfortable position to lie on the recliner next to the bed, picked up a copy of "The Mean" and read it.

Two months later, it will be autumn, Xu Mingyuan should also take out these books and flip through them, although he has read them before, but it is the first time to read them purposefully like this.

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Early in the morning of the second day, Xu Mingyuan got up early in the morning, and the water he picked up yesterday had not been used up, so Xu Mingyuan did not go down the mountain to fetch water. After a brief wash, he tied his long hair back with a strip of cloth at will, and picked up the cyan long sword, which was to start practicing the sword in front of the stone flat in front of the hall.

The long sword in Xu Mingyuan's swordsman is named Qingshuang, the sword is three feet long, and the sword light is as clear as frost, and I don't know where the master deceived it back then.

And the swordsmanship practiced by Xu Mingyuan, although it was made up of various scattered sword moves, was also named Dao Sword by his master.

Xu Mingyuan still remembers the scene when the master told him about this swordsmanship, when he was still young, the master held Qingshuang in his hand, looked at him and asked with a solemn face: "Jiang Liu'er, what do you say is the biggest in this world." ”

Xu Mingyuan lowered his head and thought for a long time before he raised his head and replied with some hesitation: "Isn't it the emperor of Chang'an." ”

"Wrong, this is the biggest truth in the world." The master raised his head slightly, looked at the sky, and his long beard fluttered, which made Xu Mingyuan at that time also can't help but admire. Therefore, the swordsmanship practiced by Xu Mingyuan was named Dao Sword.

It wasn't until he grew up later that Xu Mingyuan figured out that the original name Dao Sword was not because it was powerful, even if it really couldn't be beaten, then at least the swordsmanship still took advantage of it, and things in this world always have to be reasonable, which is more in line with the master's character.

Dao Sword accommodates ten thousand swords, although it is not as exaggerated as ten thousand swords, but over the years, Xu Mingyuan has indeed learned a lot of sword moves. Therefore, when fighting with others, you can change your moves according to the sword moves used by your opponent, just like the one he used to deal with Shen Fei yesterday.

Although there are many sword moves, when fighting with people, only a few swords are really used. Xu Mingyuan was also worried that he would be greedy and not refined, but he fell behind, so he got up early every day to practice swords for half an hour, and the cold and heat never stopped. Over the years, not to mention being able to use the essence of each sword move, he has mastered seven or eight points of fire.

The long sword in Xu Mingyuan's hand was fast and slow, if there were well-informed Jianghu people here, he would definitely be shocked by Xu Mingyuan's Taiji Sword of the Wudang Sect, the Shocking Immortal Sword of the Taihua Sword Sect, the Demon Attraction Stick of the Mixed Yuan Sect, and all kinds of strange sword moves.

Master once said that there are similarities in swordsmanship in this world, and it is nothing more than splitting, stabbing, pointing, teasing, collapsing, etc., one pass can be passed through a hundred, and a hundred passes are invincible, and the sword in his hand is the largest everywhere, this is the Dao sword.

However, Xu Mingyuan felt that this was still up for discussion, after all, Zeng Qingyi's little goblin practiced a sword, but her sword was the truth in front of him, even if it was unreasonable, he had to listen.

As soon as Xu Mingyuan thought of Zeng Qingyi, a shadow appeared next to the pine that had been half struck by thunder.

Xu Mingyuan turned around and put away his sword and looked at Zeng Qingyi, who was standing next to the tree.

Today's Zeng Qingyi is wearing a light cyan gauze skirt, loose and not bloated, her hair is tied with a light blue gauze behind her head and slightly to the left, and there are a few strands floating in front of her forehead, which looks lively and natural.

Zeng Qingyi was still holding a red long sword in his hand, seeing Xu Mingyuan's eyes, he smiled playfully, his hand probed, the long sword was unsheathed, the light yarn was slightly undulating, and the person followed the sword, and a sword stabbed at Xu Mingyuan.

"Stupid Mingyuan, look at the sword!"