April.

It is a bright spring, and the peach and plum are vying for beauty.

The spring breeze blows the catkins on the edge of the Luo River, like flying snow.

Luojing has always been a bustling and noisy city.

But at this time, it is particularly lively.

The reason is simple.

Today is the day of the "Luoshui Conference".

Early in the morning, the bells of the imperial city, the temple, and the major yamen in the capital rang in unison, like thunder, waking up the people in their sleep.

Men and women, young and old, flocked to the streets along the Luo River from all directions.

On this day, it is not easy to find a vacant land to settle on by the Luo River.

Several streets leading to the river are like estuaries of the river, spitting out streams of people in a continuous stream. The square by the river resembles the sea, and the houses next to it are jutting headlands, and the crowd turns into raging waves, surging against these headlands, as if they are about to smooth them out.

Laughter, discussions, cheers, quarrels, and the sound of footsteps constituted a deafening roar.

This made Yin Yangjiong of Luojing Mansion have to send a large number of officials, holding water and fire sticks to shout loudly in the streets, in order to barely maintain order.

As for the young friars who participated in the festival, they came earlier than the general public.

The Great Qi Mansion was already on the riverside, and a long yellow cloth was used to separate a separate area for the participating monks.

On both sides of the cloth, the teachers were making the final instructions to the students, the brothers were cheering each other on, and there were even hawkers looking for opportunities in the crowd, trying to catch a few wronged leaders and sell a few amulets that could bring good luck to people, but they were rudely chased away by the officials with sticks.

Chu Fengge likes to be in the limelight, so he naturally came very early.

In Luojing City, it was forbidden for the sword to fly, so he rode in a sedan chair, with a guard of honor, all the way to beat the gong, holding signs of "quiet" and "avoidance", where the most people gathered, the more he had to go, and he longed for the whole city residents to come to admire his pomp and demeanor.

But the general public does eat him very much.

He stepped down from the sedan chair, stretched out his hand to the sky and grabbed it, and shouted "Sword come" in his mouth, and the "Tiankui Sword" turned into a blue light and fell into his hand.

Seeing this scene, the onlookers who came from counties and villages across the country and had never seen the world all widened their eyes and marveled.

Chu Fengge smiled proudly, raised his chin high, and under the gaze of everyone, he walked into the range circled by the yellow cloth curtain.

The disciples of the Sword Pavilion also came early.

Dressed modestly, they carried sword gates on their backs and stood in random rows along the railings by the river. Although their aura was restrained and they were very low-key, others could still feel an awe-inspiring sword aura from them.

Su Xiao, the disciple of the Sword Pavilion Master, stood at the front. His posture was straight, his eyes fell on the surface of the Luoshui River, and his expression was extraordinarily calm, as if today was not a grand event that attracted the attention of the whole country, but just an ordinary day.

Chu Fengge and Su Xiao hadn't met much before, but because they were both known as "top geniuses", they were often compared by the people around them.

Chu Fengge has always been very competitive.

The moment he caught a glimpse of Su Xiao, he pretended to inadvertently release the True Yuan aura of the Fifth Realm cultivator on his body, as if to say, "Look, I've broken through the realm, what about you?" ”

But Su Xiao's gaze was still as still as water, as if he was in a no-man's land, unaware of everything around him.

The disciples of Lin San Temple and Penglai Island also came.

The leader of Lingshan Temple is a Jingru monk who once competed with Gu Xu in the Lantern Festival Ring Competition. He was still dressed in a gray-brown robe, just like last time, and the bright sunlight reflected on the top of his bare head, which was particularly dazzling.

As we all know, practicing Buddhism focuses on calming the mind, but a pure monk is not calm at all. He looked around, his gaze weaving through the crowd, trying to find a familiar figure.

"Did any of you see him?"

"Who?"

"Master Gu of the Exorcism Division."

"No, senior brother," the little monk next to him shook his head, "he shouldn't have come yet." ”

Standing at the front of the Penglai Island team is Jiang Haoyang, a disciple of its head and gatekeeper, codenamed "Golden Crow". The other young monks present were all eager to try, but he was the only one with his head bowed and his brow furrowed, and he looked preoccupied.

Due to the lack of strong people in Penglai Island in recent years, and the lack of dazzling young powerhouses, its power has become weaker and weaker, and the disciples have lost their high-spirited self-confidence compared to other major sects.

Then came the young monks of the great families.

The participants of the Xiangyang Chen family came by car, not wearing gorgeous brocade robes as in the past, but all wearing simple shirts or straight shirts, which was quite Confucian temperament.

Gu Shu

In the history of the Great Qi Dynasty, the ancestor of the Chen family entered the Tao by studying and studying, and implemented the purpose of "self-cultivation and Qi family governing the country and leveling the world", and was called a "saint" by later generations, and the natal weapon he left behind was also called the "holy word book". Therefore, on such an important occasion today, the disciples of the Chen family all changed into the costumes of scholars, which can be regarded as an imitation of the ancestors.

Chen Yanping is naturally among them.

He continued to do the same, with a kind and friendly smile on his face, chatting warmly with the people around him.

He knows very well that there are many demons in this "Luoshui Conference", and there is a high probability that he will not be able to get the leader. But he was able to take this opportunity to make friends with young talents from all over the country and expand his network, which also made him gain a lot.

In contrast, the Jinling Shen clan is much more flamboyant.

The disciples of the Shen clan led by Shen Hua were all dressed in splendid clothes and hats decorated with treasures, and all kinds of magic weapons on their bodies glowed with colorful light, unabashedly exuding a strong smell of money.

However, in the eyes of everyone in Luojing, the appearance of the Zhao family in Youzhou is the highlight of today.

Only one member of the Zhao family attended the meeting this year.

But this person attracted the attention of everyone present at the moment of appearance-

I saw one man and one horse, galloping along the wide street from the south. The wind swept her red dress like a raging flame; The long inky hair fluttered in the wind, like a rolling dark cloud.

It was Zhao Yan.

She turned over and dismounted on the edge of the Luohe River, her head was slightly raised, her eyes were cold, her delicate face had both fairy and demonic energy, and there was a charm that turned all beings upside down.

She once left a famous name in the capital.

Although she hadn't appeared in the capital for many years, when she saw her again, the faces of everyone present became solemn, and they didn't dare to underestimate her in the slightest.

Even the most arrogant Chu Fengge couldn't help but take a step back when Zhao Yan arrived.

After all, not long ago, he became Zhao Yan's subordinate defeat.

…………

Meanwhile.

In an alley not far away, Gu Xu and Shi Xiaohan were staying in a restaurant, with a bowl of carp porridge and a bowl of pig's trotter soup in front of them, exuding an attractive fragrance.

"So this restaurant is the place where you want to take me even if you take a long detour?" Gu Xu looked at the petite girl sitting opposite, her face buried in the bowl and gulping down the porridge, and asked with a smile, "Can you tell me what's so special about it?" ”

Shi Xiaohan raised his head and blinked, Bai Shengsheng's cheeks were stained with porridge.

"It is said in the "Food Treasures" that carp porridge means 'fish leaping over the dragon gate'," she wiped her mouth with her sleeve and replied, "Pig's trotter soup means 'gold list title'." This shop has always been famous for its carp porridge and pig's trotter soup. Let's have breakfast here, and we will definitely be able to achieve a good ranking in the 'Luoshui Conference' today. ”

Hearing her words, Gu Xu couldn't help laughing: "If this bowl of porridge alone can leap into the dragon gate and achieve success, then it will never be worth only twenty copper plates - even if we go bankrupt, we may not be able to buy it." ”

Shi Xiaohan pursed his lips: "This woman is kind enough to bring you here, but you don't accept my love?" Have you forgotten that when you were promoted to the first time, this woman prepared crystal dumplings, golden spring rolls and eight-treasure rice cakes for you? If you didn't have them, I'm afraid you would still be an ordinary official in Yishui County now, and you wouldn't have had the opportunity to put on a black gauze hat and wear a 'Qiyao suit'. ”

What Gu Xu thought in his heart was: It was clearly an assessment that I passed with my strength.

But what he said was: "The woman is right. After we get married, I will ask the lady to make it for me a few more times, and I want to continue to 'attract wealth and treasure' and 'rise every year'. ”

"Hmph, that's greedy." Shi Xiaohan said as he lifted the bowl and quickly poured the whole bowl of porridge into his stomach. Then she waved her hand and asked the restaurant owner for another bowl.

At this time, a faint flush appeared on her pretty face.

Although it has been a few days since the two made their marriage contract, whenever she hears words like "marriage", "marriage", and "passing the door", she still can't help but feel her heart beat faster, and her heart swells with shyness, nervousness and expectation.

After the meal, the two walked side by side towards Luoshui.

Gu Xu did not wear an official uniform today, did not bring an entourage, only wore a green shirt, and behaved extremely low-key. Shi Xiaohan was wearing the gray-white robe of Longmen Academy, carrying a heavy "Kunwu Knife" on his back, and his steps jumped like a little sparrow.

Because he was afraid of trouble and didn't want to deal with too many close people before the conference, Gu Xu deliberately restrained his breath and hid in the crowd.

As a result, few people noticed his arrival.

But even so, there were still people in the crowd who spotted him and watched him from a distance.

On the arch bridge of the Luohe River, Shangguan Jin's green skirt drags the ground, standing slenderly, and the posture is as pure as glass, blending with the green willows on the riverside, forming a beautiful landscape.

She rested her hands on her cheeks and rested her elbows on the railings of the arched bridge.

Passers-by next to her thought she was looking at the scenery.

But in her sparkling eyes, only a human figure was reflected.

A moment later, when the bell rang again for Luo Jing, she sighed softly and walked towards the place where the monks had gathered by the river.

The steps are as light as smoke, leaving no trace.

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