"There is no Gao surname, no big name, the old man is just a sword slave who grows swords, and he is only born to grow swords all his life"

On the top of that stone mountain, the hunchbacked old man said lightly, even if the mountain wind blew his robe and messed up his white hair, he didn't have arrogance and iron bones, just an ordinary old man, "The old man wants to grow a peerless fairy sword, kill all enemies in the world, destroy all the heavens and all worlds, awaken all the people, and show off my great immortal might."

After he finished speaking, he carried the bucket down the mountain again. 7777772e766f6474772e636f6d

Yan Qing frowned, looking at his figure gradually moving away, and for a while he didn't know whether he was meeting a peerless master or a deranged neurotic.

Did I really encounter a neuropathy?

At this time, Bai Ruoxue was a little messy in the wind, and she looked a little dumbfounded, is this the world of immortals

It's incredible.

After a long while, she came back to her senses, and asked suspiciously: "Childe, can the fairy sword really be grown?"

"How is it possible to plant a sword?"

Yan Qing pondered for a moment, then shook his head and said, based on what he saw and heard, the sword should not be able to be grown.

After Bai Ruoxue saw it, she finally breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.

If even swords can be grown in the world of immortals, then what kind of world is this world of immortals

After a while, they walked down the stone mountain.

In a moment, they arrived at Situ Qing's bamboo building again, and from a distance they heard a sound full of charm reading. The sound of reading has a faint leisurely antiquity, as if it has traveled through ancient time, echoing between heaven and earth.

Between this heaven and earth, Yan Qing felt a mighty aura.

It exudes the scent of the greatest and most upright.

This is the spirit of Confucianism.

"The atmosphere here seems to be a little different. Bai Ruoxue pondered for a moment and said, when she cultivated that sword, she finally felt the difference in the breath of heaven and earth.

This aura is too upright for her, just like an iron-clad man, without the elegance and agility she felt before.

This is the spirit of Confucianism. Yan Qing explained.

"It is rumored that the Confucian spirit of Confucianism is so great that it is just right, and all the demons and monsters are restrained, and the rebuke of the Great Confucianism can make them scatter and disappear in an instant," she said, while feeling this majestic breath.

After a moment, she felt it.

Yan Qing smiled, although the Confucian aura restrains demons and monsters, it is a bit too much to make their souls fly away and disappear with a single reprimand.

In fact, as long as the strength is strong, not to mention Confucianism, anyone can do it.

The emperor's angry shout, not to mention that the soul is scattered and ashes are gone, even if the sky is falling apart and the stars exploding.

They walked up to the bamboo building, and sure enough, they saw Situ Qing reading quietly, and they were very engrossed.

At this time, they did not bother, just sat quietly aside.

"It's coming. ”

When Situ Qing finished reading, he also saw Yan Qing, nodded slightly and started to make tea.

The tea is good, and the light tea fragrance fills the room, refreshing people's hearts.

"Please"

Situ Qing poured the tea, and then made a gesture of please.

Yan Qing was not polite, leaned out with one hand, grabbed the tea bowl between her lips, and took a sip. After a long time, he said: "Sweet and fragrant, sipping indifferent, seems tasteless, after drinking, I feel that there is a kind of harmony gas, diffused between the teeth and cheeks, this tasteless taste and even taste." ”

Situ Qing smiled and said, "Please again."

Yan Qing grabbed the second bowl, drank it slowly and said: "Ordinary tea, ordinary water, ordinary tea sets, brew unusual tea"

At this time, Situ Qing was bowl after bowl, singing: "One bowl of throat kiss moist, two bowls of loneliness, three bowls of dry intestines, only 5,000 volumes of words." Four bowls of light sweat, life injustice, all to the pores. Five bowls are strong and light, and six bowls are spiritual. Seven bowls can't be eaten, but I feel that my eyes are used to the breeze. Fengshentai, where I want to take this breeze to return. ”

After seven bowls of tea, Situ Qing was already fluttering.

At this time, Yan Qing's mind moved, and she asked with a smile: "What's the use of reading?"

Situ Qing was stunned when he heard this, and then laughed, and the laughter shook the sky, and said: "Reading makes people as clear as water, broadens their horizons, enriches their experience, and benefits their lives." Life is a long road, the traces of trekking on this road have become the only trajectory of everyone's life, and the road of life cannot be taken a second time, and the scenery seen on this road is limited. Books are a beacon that allows me to see farther and clearer, and to know who I am walking with. ”

He also said: "A book has a story, a story tells a life, and a life reflects a world, and all kinds of customs and forms of life in the world emerge one by one. ”

"Reading can make people enjoy the thousands of customs in the world and taste the flavors of life. In the past, the virtuous texts and the words were earnest, which can be said to be the spring and autumn of the ages. ”

After he finished speaking, he then read aloud, "The way of the university is in Mingmingde, in being close to the people, and in stopping at perfection." Knowing and then there is certainty, and then there is stability, and then there is quietness, and then there is peace, and then there is peace, and then there is consideration, and then there is success."

His voice was mighty, echoing in the clouds, and countless majestic qi arose from heaven and earth, shaking the entire heaven and earth. On his body, there was an aura of iron bones, like a sword that leaned on the sky and rose to the sky.

Yan Qing looked at it with some surprise, this majestic aura was too powerful, and then he turned back to Bai Ruoxue and said, "Did you hear it?"

Bai Ruoxue nodded, she was listening carefully before, and she felt this terrifying aura, and she was also a little shocked.

After a while, Situ Qing finished, then smiled and said, "I see"

"See, just"

Yan Qing was silent, he knew what Situ Qing was talking about.

"I have been in this world for more than 100 years, and I have seen him carry water for more than 100 years. Situ Qing said quietly, and then looked at the stone mountain, "Perhaps, he can really grow a peerless immortal sword."

After Yan Qing heard this, her brows furrowed.

"It's not a simple world. Situ Qing sighed and continued to say quietly: "It seems ordinary, but if you look closely, it is not ordinary, it seems to contain all kinds of magic."

Yan Qing was silent for a while and asked, "Do you know the origin of the Immortal Sword Gate?"

"I don't know, and I don't want to know. ”

Situ Qing shook his head, he only cared about Qing'er, and he didn't want to care about everything else. After a moment of silence, he said again: "If you want to know, go up and have a look."

Yan Qing nodded.

He felt that when he came to this world, he must have all kinds of relations with him.

It seems that it is time to go up and have a look.