"Tut-tut. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Info" Seeing Xiao Qiao stubbornly sitting on the stone, Third Young Master Cui was a little emotional, and a little mocking, "You can tell me about a good father, but he did something to abandon his wife, just for a few broken swords and a few martial arts." You martial artists who pursue the ultimate in martial arts really have a problem with your brains. ”

"Sitting for more than ten years, what's the difference between this and going to prison?" Third Young Master Cui looked up at the green mountain with disdain, the divine path full of temptation in the eyes of the martial artist, and sneered a few times.

Turning his head to look at Cai Wenzhao again, he asked, "What would you choose if you could?"

"The sword scripture on the sword monument and the prosperous world outside are really great temptations. But I don't think it's that difficult for me. Cai Wenzhao said lightly.

"That's because you haven't seen the sword tablet yet. Third Young Master Cui clasped his hands to his chest, looked at Cai Wenzhao, and suddenly smiled, "Of course, even if you see it, I believe that you have the ability to control yourself and know what you really want." After all, in the Jixia School Palace, no matter which inheritance of the military division's sacrificial wine, it doesn't seem to be much weaker than the sword tablet creation. Moreover, if every small sword mound can make you stop, how can you be qualified to climb the peak of martial arts. ”

"No, you're wrong. Cai Wenzhao turned his gaze to Shendao again, and replied to Third Young Master Cui.

"I didn't expect Lord Cai Yan to be modest, that's right, praising you for this kind of thing, it's enough to talk about it as your friend, it's a bit too much to brag about. Third Young Master Cui squatted down, put his hands on his knees, and watched curiously as Cai Wenzhao rummaged through the dead branches and fallen leaves above the Divine Dao.

"No, I mean that you have always assumed that I would make a wise choice between the long view of the monument and leaving the sword furnace, but you forgot one thing, there are only seventeen sword monuments here, and I still have half a month. Cai Wenzhao didn't raise his head, he picked off all the fallen leaves of his pants in front of him, and sword marks appeared from the stone slabs of the Shinto.

And so it was. Cai Wenzhao stood up again, dusted off his hands, and gestured a few times at Shinto.

"There are only seventeen sword monuments, and you still have half a month?" Third Young Master Cui was still squatting on the ground, chewing Cai Wenzhao's words repeatedly.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he slapped his thigh: "Why didn't I think that as long as the sword monument was broken in half a month, what else would I have to think about?"

"Just. Third Young Master Cui reacted slowly and looked up at Cai Wenzhao, "Break the Sword Monument!" Is it my ear that is broken, or is your head broken." ”

Even Pu Yuan, who was on the side, also had a hint of surprise in his eyes, and looked at Cai Wenzhao in disbelief: "This little guy, the cowhide is a little big, right?"

Cai Wenzhao ignored the surprised expressions of the two, and turned to look at Pu Yuan: "Senior, I don't know if there are brooms here?"

Hearing this, Third Young Master Cui looked blinded.

Pu Yuan was surprised by a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"I'm going to clean up this Shinto. Cai Wenzhao said as a matter of course, "Don't you think that this sword mound has not been cleaned for too long, so that such a solemn and solemn Shinto path has been covered with dust." ”

Third Young Master Cui stared at the Shinto Dao full of withered leaves, and said speechlessly: "You won't tell me that you don't go to the monument, but are going to clean up this Shinto?"

"It's not me, it's us. Cai Wenzhao said lightly, and looked at Pu Yuan again, "Senior, come with three brooms." ”

Pu Yuan stared at Cai Wenzhao for a long time, and suddenly looked up to the sky and smiled: "What a Cai Wenzhao, he always surprises people." ”

After a while, three brooms were taken by Pu Yuan.

Cai Wenzhao threw a broom to the reluctant Third Young Master Cui with a reluctant face, and took another broom to Xiao Qiao's side.

Xiao Qiao was lowering her head, looking at a roll of exercises angrily, and Cai Wenzhao pushed her with a broom.

Xiao Qiao shook his head and continued to look at his cheats.

"You help me sweep the floor, and I'll go up the ninth-layer sword monument for you. Cai Wenzhao lowered his head, leaned into Xiao Qiao's ear and said softly.

There was a faint fragrance in the girl's ears, and Cai Wenzhao's heart fluttered.

"Really?" Xiao Qiao suddenly looked up at Cai Wenzhao, and there was still a trace of redness and swelling in his eyes.

"You don't believe me?" Cai Wenzhao looked at Xiao Qiao's eyes, the girl's eyes were as soft and watery as water waves.

The moment they looked at each other, the pictures in front of the sword furnace flashed.

"Good. Xiao Qiao threw down the exercises, took the broom, and embarked on the path of God.

"Hey, aren't you going to exchange something with me, such as I sweep the floor for you, you invite me to drink, I'll sweep the floor for you, you beat my legs?" Third Young Master Cui put his hands on the handle of the broom with some indignation, his chin knocked on it, and looked at Cai Wenzhao dissatisfied.

"Master Pu, I also want to ask if this sword mound has a place to eat and sleep?" Cai Wenzhao directly ignored Third Young Master Cui's complaints.

"Naturally, there is a row of grass huts there, which is where the sword slaves and the scholars who participated in the opening ceremony rested. In general, though, there are very few people there. Pu Yuan pointed to a mountain col in the distance.

"Thank you, Master Pu. Cai Wenzhao nodded.

"As a non-combatant, you'll be given three meals and tea. Cai Wenzhao looked at Third Young Master Cui and said.

"You!" Third Young Master Cui was about to pick up the broom and whip it over.

"Don't be angry. Cai Wenzhao walked over and patted him on the shoulder, "Think about it, you came to the Sword Furnace to experience life, besides me, who do you think makes you feel more special?"

Third Young Master Cui made up for it, and a group of people meditated silently around a tombstone for a night, then looked at Shinto, and then looked at the grass house.

"It seems to make sense. But I warn you that this is the last time, and that you are not to be given such an order in the future. ”

"Well, go sweep the floor. Before the sun sets, prepare the meal. ”

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At this time, the young scholars who entered Qingqiu were all enlightened in front of the sword tablet, and above this pure Shinto, there were only three figures left, holding brooms, just like three old monks.

Sweeping and sweeping, Third Young Master Cui raised his tone and asked, "Are you really sure you want to waste time here?"

Cai Wenzhao nodded, and said as a matter of course: "Don't you think the scenery here is very good, it's just that this Shinto Road is a little dirty, and the dirt is blindfolded." ”

Third Young Master Cui looked at him like a madman, thinking that this guy wouldn't really be stupid by Xiahou Ba.

Everyone went through a lot of hardships to become the top ten in the martial arts, and only after nine deaths did they enter the sword mound, and got a chance to participate in the sword stele, you don't want to go to the stele to meditate and comprehend, but do the posture of the sweeping monk.

Do you think you are the three young self who treats money like dung?

Please, this is not a Zen temple, let alone a place for you to cultivate your mind and enlightenment?

Ignoring how the third young master Cui was speechless and annoyed, Cai Wenzhao still swept the ground, swept three steps, just stopped, looked at the Shinto ground tea kung fu, and then looked up at the Qingqiu Sword Sect, so repeatedly, walking and stopping, it really looked like a sweeping monk.