In the depths of the Enlightenment Institute in Lin'an City, the majestic East City Gate, which has rarely been entered and exited since ancient times, together with the partial gate city cave, has long been completely sealed, and there is no possibility of opening it again. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

This is because of the relationship between the Daomen and the mountain, the White Lotus Holy Mountain announced the closure of the mountain to the crucial heavenly sacrifice conference after the year, in this not so long but unexpected process of closing the mountain, no Daomen disciple on the mountain can go down the mountain, not even the Daomen Holy Maiden.

Because this was the order of the ancestor, except for some elders who handled the affairs of the Enlightenment Academy and the uncle who had always been unrestrained, no one else could enter and leave the White Lotus Holy Mountain.

While talking about this matter, the people of Lin'an City recalled that night four months ago, their blood was still boiling, and it seemed that if someone stood in the crowd and shouted to protect the Holy Maiden, I am afraid that everyone will riot again.

That accident really caught everyone off guard, and the result was even more incredible, because it was impossible to imagine that thousands of cultivators, including many of the top masters of the Dragon Eye Realm, would be scattered by some ordinary people or even flee in a hurry?

Although that night was due to the relationship between the disciples of the Dao Sect, it was undeniable that once the strength of these people was condensed, they still had the power of jumping mountains and seas, which was beyond everyone's expectations.

In this way, it is not impossible for the imperial dynasty of Dongyu to break through the mountain gate of the cultivators with the iron hooves of the army composed of mortals, so that the monks who have been majestic in Beihai for a long time will show an unbelievable expression after hearing about it, and then ask the question "Do the monks of Dongyu eat pig rice, even ordinary people can't beat it".

In the small two-story wooden building in the forest on the mountainside of the White Lotus Sacred Mountain, Yu Huaji woke up in the early morning and got up to get dressed.

In the past, all her grooming and dressing were taken care of by her personal maid Long Xingyao, but now she has gradually changed these things to do it herself, and it is obvious that the period of time in the Yubei Tomb has changed a lot of her habits.

After combing through the bronze mirror, Yu Huaji walked down the stairs, her footsteps creaking and her expression quiet and virtuous.

Long Xingyao had an epiphany last night, and he didn't sleep all night, so after Yu Huaji went downstairs, she saw that her playmate, who had grown up since childhood, was sitting on the stairs of the small wooden building and leaning on the steps to fall asleep, her sleeping face was very beautiful, but her posture was not very good-looking after all.

I don't know if he noticed a familiar person approaching, Long Xingyao muttered a dream in his mouth, and then he was still immersed in sleep.

Yu Hongyi, who was dressed in red, had a smile on her face, but it was more sacred and inviolable than the smile of an ordinary woman, and it was difficult for people to raise a blasphemous heart.

She cautiously crossed Long Xingyao, who was drunk on sleep, and her tiptoe appearance was very cute, and then with a wave of her hand, a golden sword flew out of the room on the second floor and fell into her palm.

Daily practice is sword practice, because for her, cultivation is a matter of pushing the boat along the river, there is no need to do it deliberately, and even she doesn't need to spend time meditating and absorbing qi at all, and her cultivation will naturally improve, faster than those ordinary talented cultivators who work hard for a year.

Yu Huaji is a Daoist saintess, naturally she is the top talent, she doesn't know what the bottleneck is, and she doesn't understand why others have to work so hard in cultivation, this is determined by talent, so she will never be able to experience the feeling of an ordinary person.

It doesn't take too much time to improve her cultivation, so she spends more of her time practicing swords.

There are two ways to improve your strength, one is to improve your cultivation, and the other is to improve your understanding of martial arts.

Moreover, in various aspects, the increase in strength of martial arts understanding is far faster and easier than the increase in cultivation, because it only requires diligence.

Thinking of the heavy responsibility she will take on at next year's Heaven Sacrifice Conference, Yu Huaji showed a somewhat serious look, holding the sword in both hands, starting from the simplest chopping, and then gradually from simple to complex, and then simple to complex, and then simple to complex, and so on, it is the most suitable method for her to practice swords.

There are not many kendo masters in the Daomen, whether it is her master Chen Shui Hui or her little uncle Mo Ying, they are all cultivators who use magic as a way of fighting, they focus on their own way, and they take the principle of heaven and earth, which is not the same as her path, and the realm gap is too big, and there is no way to learn from it.

It's just that fortunately, with such a mastery of the Holy Maiden's swordsmanship, Yu Huaji can still support half of the sky of the Daomen swordsmanship.

A silent sword aura flew in the forest, and the frosty leaves in the surrounding forest were chopped one after another, turning into irregular shapes and falling on the snow, dotted with stars.

She was dressed in red, dancing a sword in the forest, raising her hands and feet without being alarmed, and her expression was even more peaceful, and a set of gorgeous sword dances actually gave people a sense of comfort and peace.

Because she has thoroughly mastered those sword intents, and she can already make the sword move at will, and her heart moves at will, so her sword dance has such a quiet beauty.

is obviously gorgeous, but restrained and exquisite, without the slightest sharp accident.

A man walked out of the snowy forest, holding a large black umbrella in his hand.

The white snow on the umbrella surface, but there will be no snow on the White Lotus Sacred Mountain, the snow on the White Lotus Sacred Mountain is all natural, and the snow on her umbrella can only be stained elsewhere.

Uncle Daomen's black hair is like a waterfall, a long skirt is like ink, and the whole person stands in the snowy forest, like an extremely elegant black rose.

She had just been shopping in Lin'an City, and suddenly felt a little bored, and missed her cute little nephew again, so she tore up the space and came here, and watched her nephew dance a set of extremely beautiful sword dances with a smile on her face.

Yu Huaji discovered her existence and said in a daze: "Little uncle." ”

Mo Ying said: "You didn't practice swords so hard before, and after the mountain was closed, you worked a lot harder than before. ”

Yu Huaji replied, "Because the Heavenly Sacrifice Conference is coming." ”

Mo Ying smiled: "Isn't there any other reason?"

Yu Hongyi, who was dressed in red, looked slightly annoyed, and did not answer Uncle Xiao's question, but asked, "How is he?"

This question is naturally Li Molan.

After the door was closed, she concentrated on cultivating swordsmanship, and she hadn't asked someone about it for a long time, but not asking doesn't mean forgetting, it doesn't mean that she doesn't miss it, just because her temperament has always been quiet, she has always been handy, and many things will only be put in her heart and rarely shown.

Mo Ying thought about the rumors from the outside world, especially the fact that Li Molan killed Yang Yongxin, the ancestor of the Yang family, and thought about it for a while, and then said: " That kid is currently alive and kicking around, of course there is no problem, you don't need to worry, it's just that in my deduction, that kid and Jun Buxie are almost going to meet, you also know that those two must be the end of your life and death, but after all, Jun Buxie, even if you are against him in the younger generation, I am afraid that only Chen Bufan of Qiu Mingshan can be sure to defeat him, so the ending is not very optimistic, after all, I am not as proficient in deduction and arithmetic as the guy from Tianchen Daoren, and I can't see the ending a little farther away. ”

Yu Huaji thought that she had been assassinated by Emperor Zizhai in the tomb of Yubei, and she really couldn't have a good impression of this sect, coupled with Jun Buxie's hostility towards Li Molan, whether it was reasonable or not, she couldn't help but be a little angry, biting her lip and saying: "If he is killed by Jun Buxie, I will kill Jun Buxie." ”

Mo Ying smiled and said: "Okay, Uncle Xiao supports you, when the time comes, I will kill the old guy Yu Boya, and you will kill Jun Buxie, the best of both worlds, just take this opportunity to win the emperor in one go." ”

If Chen Shuisha is here, as a Daomen master who takes care of the overall situation, how could she allow such a disaster to happen, but Daomen Uncle has never been afraid of anyone in his life, and he has also done many things that are indignant and lawless, no wonder she is secretly called a female devil, where in this world is there anything she doesn't dare to do?

She smashed the dragon chair in the imperial dynasty of Dongyu back then, killed the emperor in the countries of the Western Jin Dynasty, and fought with Jingle Dazun, who had already stepped on the martial arts and entered the martial arts realm of dry wine poetry, in the southern land, what else could restrain her?

The four great Venerables of the Dao Domain, led by the Beihai Sword Immortal Dry Wine Poem, and then the Dongyu Sword Zun, the Western Jin Dynasty Divine Lord, and the Jingle Dazun, are all top powerhouses in the realm of martial arts, among them, in addition to the Beihai Sword Immortal Dry Wine Poem, the other three people are only in the number of five or five with the Daomen Little Uncle, within the scope of this Dao Domain, what else does Mo Ying dare not do? It's just lazy, reluctant, boring, that's all, everything is full-screen to your liking, where to care about other things.

Yu Huaji thought that Uncle Xiao was talking nonsense again, so she didn't pay attention.

Mo Ying glanced at the two-story small building looming in the forest, and said, "Why does Xingyao's girl sleep there?" By the way, the small building in the west has been abandoned for so long, let Xingyao's girl live, anyway, no one lives there." ”

Yu Huaji nodded unconsciously, suddenly stunned again, and asked, "Where is the vacant house on the mountain now?"

Mo Ying shook his head and said, "The house that was originally Yi Shui has been empty for so long, don't you remember?"

Yu Huaji suddenly remembered that she had forgotten the name for a long time.

It's been a long, long time, and when I think about it carefully, in fact, the white clothes are still bright red and dazzling, but they are flickering in my memory, and the white clothes on the White Lotus Holy Mountain have long been gone, and even the two words have been crossed out from the list of Daomen disciples.

The mountain breeze is slightly cold, caressing her three thousand green silks.

"Easy water, ......"

Yu Huaji looked down at the white snow at her feet, and said softly: "It's empty there, Xing Yao and I have lived together for so many years, and suddenly we live separately, and I am not used to it." ”

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(ps: The state of writing is a bit bad, and a lot of holes are not filled well, such as the part between the little lotus and the Yang family, ashamed and ashamed - the little lotus is an introduction, the purpose is to destroy the Yang family, what is the point of destroying the Yang family? Naturally, it is to emphasize and exaggerate the class contradiction between ordinary people and cultivators - but I wrote a unilateral feeling of pretending, and I only brought a few strokes when the male protagonist was seriously injured afterwards, I feel very sorry.)

(ps2: This chapter doesn't promote the plot.,Introduced a little bit of information about Mo Ying.,Right as a character building.,Almost two thousand words were sent.,It's good to write a little more.,Fallen and degenerate.,Or stick to a chapter of three or four thousand words.,I've been dizzy in school lately.,What soil mechanics and structural mechanics.,What kind of stuff is the mother.,Sluggish.,The state is sluggish.

(PS3: I wish myself a happy birthday in this chapter, I'm twenty years old (to be continued.) )