Dr. Tea of the tea shop could no longer care about chatting with the polite and polite guest, and with a white towel soaked in hot water on his shoulder, he hurried out of the tea shop, snuggled up to the wooden pole supporting the tea shop, and looked into the distance.

Today's weather is not very good, it is particularly gloomy, the clouds and mist are stacked layer by layer, and the ink is generally stained, but at this time, there is a magnificent sword qi sweeping through the sky, and a crack appears in the originally gloomy clouds and mist, and the sunlight is scattered in pale gold, which is thrillingly beautiful.

The old man subconsciously held his breath.

In the tea shop, the old man who had caused the six countries to indulge and swallow the Qin State drank the last sip of herbal tea, then stood up slowly, glanced at the scenery outside, and said to himself:

"What a bookseller."

"It's a pity...... There are more than 10 million scholars in the world, and there are only a few people who can say that they are bookish after all, otherwise, why not slaughter more dogs in righteousness, and most of them are readers......"

Before he finished speaking, Su Gu raised his hand and touched his sideburns and white hair, and he once wore the seal of the six countries on his waist, and he laughed at himself in and out of the palace like a corridor:

"It's really useless to be a scholar......"

Gently put the tea cup on the table, took out the silver coin from his bosom and put it on the side of the table, wiped it casually, turned around and walked out of the empty leak behind the tea shop, turned his back to the Haoran Qing Qi floating Yiye Xuan, paced slowly, and muttered to himself:

"Litter after litter."

"Three litters, five litters, seven or eight litters."

"Eat all the people."

"There are hundreds of sons, few phoenixes, and many birds......"

After that, he shook his head, raised his eyes again, glanced at the faint thunder in the sky, calmed down, threw down a black chess piece casually, and said to himself:

"Abandonment, I'm not in the mood to meet you again this time."

"I'll talk about it next time......"

"The book business is angry, and the soldiers are fighting, if you can die in this era, it is a good thing."

After a long time, he thought that he had neglected the guest, and quickly turned back, but he had disappeared from the figure of the scribe with gray temples, and the tea was drunk in the teacup on the table, and there was some silver money next to it.

After a few steps, I took the silver on the table in my hand, and then I saw a dense chess game drawn with tea dipped in tea on the table, with the white flag as a circle and the black chess as a point.

Although he only opened a tea shop now, when his family was not down, he also read poetry and books and stroked piano music, so he naturally understands the subtlety of chess games.

He must have watched it for a long time, full of cold sweat, and couldn't see the slightest bit of life in the sunspot, but this was obviously a clever chess game, but it was erased by the guest, and it was a pity in his heart.

Thinking about what the guest said, Dr. Tea, who had already seen the coming and going and didn't know how many guests, really felt in his heart that he should indeed be a very knowledgeable person.

………………………………

The indescribable qi machine engulfed the wind and clouds, and the pavement was oppressed.

Dressed in purple, Yuan Ziyi's face was pale, and it seemed that it was difficult to take a step forward, his feet stood on the hard mountain rock, and he fell three inches down, holding a sword in his right hand, but it was useless to hold a sword at this time.

He is one of the younger generations who can excel in swordsmanship.

But at this time, there were still more than ten miles away from that Ye Xuan, and the thought of drawing a sword did not even rise in his heart, only horror remained.

Like ants shaking trees.

Such as Kunlun's general tilt.

A woman in white next to her floated forward, drank softly in her mouth, raised her hand and slapped a palm forward, the qi machine collided, making a bang, and the air waves visible to the naked eye rolled, and at the same time, another kind old man appeared behind the young man in purple, raising his hand to put his hand on the young man's shoulder.

The old man seemed to be extremely easy to speak, but his palms were wide and glowing with an uncomfortable ink-stained color, and at this time, with a little force, he moved the young man behind him, and then joined forces with the woman in white, only to barely shatter the qi that spontaneously appeared before the three of them.

Even so, his face was still pale, and he retreated again and again, until he took seven steps, and then he could barely stand firmly, and seven holes were stepped out of the ground in a row.

The woman's foundation was a little shallow, her blood was boiling, and she opened her mouth and coughed up a mouthful of blood.

At this point, the purple-clothed young man's expression finally changed suddenly.

waited until the woman in white barely adjusted the anti-chaos qi machine, and then she held back the vibration in her heart and said, "Two, this ...... What the hell is going on?! ”

On the mountain, Yang Yongding looked at the miserable situation of the people in Zixiao Mountain Villa not very far away, and couldn't help but feel a sigh in his heart, a little scared, but he had more doubts, he didn't know why they were like this, his martial arts were obviously far below those three people, but they were not so miserable.

Isn't it......

His mind moved slightly, and he looked at the one-armed scribe next to him.

Ni Tianxing seemed to know what his disciple was thinking, and although his eyes were still looking at Yi Ye Xuan over there, he opened his mouth to explain:

"Xiuwu down the mountain is to go up the mountain, the middle three products are to climb the building, when the three products are up, the Confucianism raises the chest of Haoran Qi, meritorious service, virtue, and speech, and now Jiangyang Liyan, resonating with heaven and earth, although it can not last, but at this time, even the great master may not be able to compare with his edge at this time."

"Those three people have a killing intent against Yi Ye Xuan, so they caused the celestial phenomena to fight back."

Yang Yongding nodded as if he didn't understand, he had only been seriously practicing martial arts for about three years, and he didn't know much about things that were too profound, even if Ni Tianxing explained it to him, he only knew a little bit that those people were asking for their own hardships.

Then he didn't care much, looking at the people in Zixiao Villa, there was a lot of schadenfreude in his heart, he was not happy about the young man who could pretend to be better than himself, not to mention that he inexplicably fell into the secret hand of someone else.

At that time, the situation was critical, if it weren't for the teacher beside him, he might have to drill out in the meridians to make a biased temperament and go crazy, and he would not have a good impression of these people.

Ni Tianxing pursed his lips.

Behind the back is wrapped in layers of white cloth is vibrating at a subtle frequency, from the sword body there is a feeling like a wave of flame heat continues to enter his body, he is extremely familiar with the life-dependent Yingfu sword, no need to look at it, but also know that the lines on the body of this sword have all lit up, showing those words.

The impulse in my heart became clearer and more obvious.

The thing that led him here is now in Yiye Xuan, he has secretly investigated many classics in the past few years, and most of the books in the Western Regions Protectorate are also open to him, and he already knows what there is on that mountain, which should be the "Tianwen Fragment".

No matter what the reason is, the divine soldier Yingfu and Tianwen have a feeling, if they can take advantage of Yiye Xuan's weakness to take "Tianwen" in their hands, it will definitely make Yingfu have some kind of change.

When the time comes......

A different color rose in Ni Tianxing's eyes.

The glowing sword behind him seemed to feel the master's thoughts, and roared softly, and the red-gold streamer visible to the naked eye rose on Ni Tianxing's left and right.

Yang Yongding noticed something unusual, stunned for a moment, and then looked at his teacher sharply.

The surrounding celestial phenomena suddenly changed, like a dragon absorbing water, turning into a vortex and impacting towards the mountain peak where they were, the terrifying pressure, even with Ni Tianxing standing in front of him, still made Yang Yongding's body sink, and his face turned pale.

I almost felt that my whole person was going to be suppressed by an indescribable force, and finally I couldn't support it, and I fell to my knees suddenly, the haoran qi in my body was running wildly, and Yang Yongding was supported by a breath in his chest, and he raised his head with difficulty and saw the back of his teacher.

It was as if he had seen his teacher for the first time.

The hem of the clothes danced wildly, the back was straight, the wind was blowing around, and the clouds and mist on the sky were reversed, as if between heaven and earth, there was only this one person, only me, and the arrogance was almost blowing in my face.

But in an instant, on the gloomy sky, a star was faintly lit.

Although it was lit up, it was confusing.

One man, one sword.

Just now Ni Tianxing's explanation of him came to mind, Yang Yongding's expression froze slightly, and then a look of disbelief rose in his eyes, which made him almost unable to breathe.

The teacher is going to make a move on Yiye Xuan?!

Came to Jiangnan from the Western Regions to make a move on Yiye Xuan?!

He opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but at this time, he didn't even have the strength to speak, the celestial phenomena were oppressive, and the four-rank martial artists were all injured, let alone him?

In Ye Xuanzhong, Zhang Zuosheng tried his best to urge the qi machine on the Tianwen fragment in his hand, and his expression was no longer as chic as before, let alone the demeanor of a celebrity.

The oppressive force given to him by Jiang Yang, who was holding the sword in front of him, almost made him breathless.

If it weren't for the Qi Machine of the Astronomical Fragment, he would not have had the courage to face his senior brother head-on, but just as he was drawing the Tianwen Qi Machine, the Tianwen Fragment, which was originally just a dead thing, suddenly shook.

Every word on it shows a faint streamer.

The next moment, he lost control of the Tianwen fragment.

The complexion changes instantly.

Ni Tianxing could feel the excitement of the divine soldiers behind him.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, the sword appeared in his hand, and it was able to display far greater strength than before.

It was powerful enough to rival the celestial phenomena in front of him.

And, at your fingertips.

Then he entered Yiye Xuan, and with this breath of heart qi to urge the qi machine, he forcibly ingested the Tianwen fragment.

Ni Tianxing closed his eyes, but what he thought of was not what was dominating the world, what was famous, what was the achievement of a grandmaster, but the home of his youth, a house at seven or eight o'clock, two or three leaves of a boat, a face full of wrinkles, and a face that was red like an apple.

Behind the divine soldier implication desire is stronger.

The corners of Ni Tianxing's mouth appeared self-deprecating, and he whispered to himself.

I am a scholar.

Do unto others as you would have them do to you.

His teeth bit hard, and the corners of his mouth flowed red blood, and then he opened his eyes, and there was peace and tranquility in his eyes again, and the divine soldiers behind him were still longing, but there was only a piece of openness left in his heart.

The divine soldier screamed in sorrow, and no longer appeared in the vision.

The celestial changes disappear.

Yang Yongding was slightly stunned, without the power of oppression, he was almost about to pounce, his left foot was on the ground and staggered forward several times before he stabilized, looking up at his teacher.

Ni Tianxing only had one hand left, but he solemnly arranged his clothes and raised his hand to support the bun as a crown.

Then he bowed deeply towards that breath.

Yang Yongding said blankly:

"Old, teacher?"

Ni Tianxing turned to look at him and said lightly:

"I've seen the scenery and landscapes of Gangnam Province, let's go, it's time to leave ......"

Yang Yongding was slightly stunned, and when he saw that Ni Tianxing had turned around and strode away, he came back to his senses, patted the dust on his body, and followed quickly.

"Teacher?!"

After traveling more than ten steps away, Yang Yongding was a little puzzled, but the master, who had always heard a serious voice, suddenly raised his head, looked ahead, said in a calm tone:

"Today, when I go back as a teacher, I will copy the Analects 300 times."

Yang Yongding was slightly stunned, and then laughed out loud, the laughter couldn't be stopped, getting louder and louder, and then stopped the smile and said with satisfaction:

"I'll watch, Sensei."

The sword roared.

For some reason, the Tianwen fragment, which temporarily lost its ability to control, was knocked to the ground and covered with dust, Zhang Zuosheng subconsciously raised his hand to grab it, leaving only a trace of qi in front of him, and after supporting it for a short breath, it was pierced.

Zhang Zuosheng's body suddenly stiffened.

A long sword was already at his throat.

The wind and clouds surged, and hundreds of waterfalls exploded directly, turning into large balls of pure white water vapor, splashing in all directions, only in this moment, setting off the already beautiful building of Yiye Xuan, like falling into a fairyland.

Chapter Zuosheng was dazed and in a trance for a moment.

It was in such a place that the senior brother in front of him taught him to read and write, and taught him the most basic kung fu and scriptures of Confucianism word by word.

It's not bad if you die here.

Zhang Zuosheng's eyes regained clarity, closed his eyes, and waited for the sword that enveloped the general trend of heaven and earth and could be called a great grandmaster to fall on his body, but he never waited, and the sound of the sword in his ears stopped abruptly, leaving only a trace of aftertaste.

Zhang Zuosheng opened his eyes.

The sword just stopped in front of his throat.

The long sword broke through his body's qi and destroyed his martial arts, but it didn't kill him directly as he thought, and it was still buzzing at this time, but there was never even a trace of sword qi escaping.

Jiang Yang was covered in blood, his expression was calm, he only looked at his junior brother calmly with a pair of eyes, and then smiled slightly, just like when he taught the younger teenager to read, and said softly:

"Do you understand?"

With a bang, the waterfall fell.

Liu Ling stretched out his right hand, pulled out a handful of clear water from the falling and splashing waterfall, tilted his neck and introduced it into his throat, his mouth was clear, and his white hair was wet.

The old man who drank all the wine in the world muttered to himself.

"A good bowl of Baume & Mercier, good wine."

PS: Today's two-in-one, cough cough, the number of words is relatively small, because the plot of Yiye Xuan is basically one or two chapters over, so I have to write slowly, by the way, revise the next outline and outline plot, hug your fists, and then everyone, Happy Qixi Festival/Happy Dog Day.