The huge mansion is half renovated and half of the grass pavilion is renovated, and a clean open space has been taken out in the front yard of the main hall.

It is connected to the master's residence, which is where Wei Xichao's house is located, next to two sword and bamboo forests, leaning on a small lake, and a spacious and straight blue-slab stone road.

The bluestone is upright, the green bamboo is jade, the sun is shining, the bamboo shadow is rustling, and there is a teacup and a teapot on the stone table next to it.

Except for Cao Xu, who would come from time to time to add hot water to make new tea, there was no one else.

Now Cao Xu is here again, boiling water to make tea in one go.

In terms of literature and art such as tea ceremony, since following this master, he has indeed made progress quite quickly, and making tea is a quiet job, Cao Xu feels that his heart is calm.

After making tea, he looked up quietly.

In the spacious bamboo forest road ahead, a transient shadow floated out a large afterimage in an instant, and each afterimage carried a vertical and horizontal sword on it.

Each sword left a deep sword mark on the heavy bluestone.

For three days, Wei Xichao forgot to sleep and eat and practiced the sword for three days in a row.

The robes were torn open seven sets, and in the end, he simply wore trousers and practiced swords barefoot, and at this moment he could vaguely see that the shirtless young man was promoting his sharpness in the forest.

Cao Xu lowered his eyes and smiled slightly.

The future of the master is promising, and the old man was wise back then.

About an hour passed.

Cao Xu didn't move, and his legs were a little sore.

Brush~

A long and narrow sword wave swept across the bluestone slab, washing away all the dust and bamboo leaves on it, and crushing it into a large piece of green powder

These powders are instantly incinerated and charred.

Change hands and put away the sword.

The tip of the sword flowed red.

"Childe, tomorrow is the Shangxuan Sword Dance, and there are guests in the house"

The implication is that the guests are related to the Xuan Sword Dance.

"That can only be the Qingliu Sword Pavilion, they don't come, I almost forget about them" Wei Xichao raised his eyebrows and walked over and took the robe handed by Cao Xu.

But he had to go to them anyway.

For the quota of Shangxuan Sword Dance.

In the main hall, hot tea and desserts are served.

There are not many people from the Qingliu Sword Pavilion, because there are too many people who come to visit this kind of thing, it seems to be finding fault and kicking the hall, and if there are too few, it seems that it is not respectful enough.

Respect?

Some time ago, why did they have to respect a guard.

But in less than half a month, people have risen to the top, and they have to take the initiative to come to visit.

And Wang Jing couldn't help but be surprised when he saw Wei Xichao again.

Half a month ago, how could the young man who was very young and very young have changed so much in such a short period of time.

This person is not only taller, but this person's bearing has also changed dramatically.

No, maybe that's what he did.

"Wei Yang, it's really impressive not to see for a day"

Wang Jing, who had a relationship with Wei Xichao, took the initiative to get up.

Wei Xichao smiled and greeted the other party, and the other party's intention was obvious.

to inform the matter,

"We can all see your strength, and you are also young, our Sword Pavilion has thought twice, and we think that you are very suitable to represent our Sword Pavilion to participate in the Shangxuan Sword Dance."

Wei Xichao naturally would not refuse, and for the original person who was replaced, both of them had a tacit understanding and did not mention it.

"By the way, there are two other people who participated in the Shangxuan Sword Dance in our Qingliu Sword Pavilion this time, one is Li Kaixuan, and the other is Mo Longxing, these two are the old faces of our Qingliu Sword Pavilion, of course, there is no comparison with you"

Wang Jing deliberately paid attention to Wei Xichao's expression when he said this, and found that there was no change in emotion on this person's face, so he couldn't help but wonder in his heart, and he had to let the three of them know each other.

When he went out, Wang Jing deliberately asked: "By the way, Wei Yang, tomorrow's Xuan Sword Dance will test your age."

Wei Xichao didn't know this.

"Why, is my face very old?" Wei Xichao asked with a smile.

"That's not it, it's not old and it's very young, it seems like you're seventeen or eighteen, and I still don't believe you in twenty."

Wang Jing smiled and left a little politely.

And Wei Xichao quickly smiled.

Shangxuan sword dance

The next day, Wei Xichao got up early in the morning, and when he was going out, he saw that Cao Xu was already leading the horse and waiting, but his expression was a little strange.

"Childe, there's a kid here"

Wei Xichao turned his head and saw the young man standing aside, with a delicate face, a stubborn and focused expression looking at him.

"This kid was here early in the morning, saying he wanted to see you, and I didn't let him disturb your sleep, so I let him wait here"

After Cao Xu finished speaking, he looked at this kid.

"My name is Du Xingyun, and I want to learn swords from you"

What?

Wei Xichao paused as he held the reins, and looked at the young man with some amusement: "I remember you, I saw you on the first day I came to Shangxuan, although I don't know why you have such thoughts, but I'm not interested in you!"

All three followed, and the horses disappeared before their eyes.

The young man's brow furrowed, and he didn't let go.

Finally he got on a horse and followed.

The venue of Shangxuan's sword dance is Jianchi's station in Shangxuan.

Speaking of the sword pool, it is really a very high master, obviously for many years, there is no one stationed in Shangxuan or even several other cities, but it is stunned that each city has built a huge station, and they are all located in the middle of the city, in order to show respect.

As the years go by, this awe does not diminish, but rather increases.

For example, today's Shangxuan Sword Dance, the lanterns are very lively, the flow of people is turbulent, and Cao Xu and the three of them follow behind Wei Xichao.

The first thing you see is a huge boxy officialdom, in which there are sword pavilion formations on the east and west sides, and these sword pavilion people are resting.

Fifteen Sword Pavilions, west on the east and west, north and south are the first sword hall and the people of the sword pool.

Although it hasn't started yet, the official personnel are already busy, and Wei Xichao saw some people wearing black and red swords shuttling back and forth in this square, and he could clearly see three diamond-shaped spars with a height of four meters standing on the north side.

"Is that thing meant to test the swordsman's age?"

Cao Xu and the three of them were puzzled, and the people in Shangxuan were equally puzzled, but no one dared to ask the people of Jianchi, because these people from Jianchi were too arrogant, and they all had straight faces, and they didn't look easy to get along with.

Of course, the most important thing is that each of them, even the most ordinary servant, has a second-grade spirit pattern sword hanging from their waist.

That's the entourage who brings tea and water!

It's really a slap in the face.

Wei Xichao shook his head and smiled bitterly, this is the sword pool of Jiangnan County's dominance.

If it's a real sword pool, shouldn't there be a third-gear and fourth-grade spirit pattern sword hanging on the floor, right?

Wei Xi swept his gaze and found the person from the Qingliu Sword Pavilion, and the other party also saw him, so he came to call someone.

Wei Xichao followed Wang Jing to the phalanx of the Qingliu Sword Pavilion and felt the burning gaze of the two people.

One is naked, and the other is more dignified.

It's Li Kaixuan and Mo Longxing.

Li Kaixuan is naturally arrogant, and those two sheep can turn to the back of their heads.

Mo Longxing is more steady, and his scheming is also deep, and he can smile at Wei Xichao, but he is not enthusiastic.

In the final analysis, the three of them are also in a competitive relationship, and Wei Xichao's sudden rise to fame these days must have made them jealous and jealous when they are also young.

"Look, it's the people from the Dark Feather Sword Pavilion, they've seen it"

There is competition inside, let alone outside, Wei Xichao just heard a few people from the Qingliu Sword Pavilion muttering, and he heard the provocative sound of Dark Feather coming from the opposite side.

"Ha, I didn't expect people from Qingliu to dare to come today."

"Why don't you dare to come, the people of Qingliu have always boasted of the righteousness of the sword, and the style is clear, can you not come to participate today, with them, our fourteen sword halls will have no worries~~ Anyway, the last place is not us"

"Senior Brother Xu Li said it well! That's really the truth, then we will thank all of you on the other side~~~"

The young swordsmen of Dark Feather all brushed towards the people on the side of the Qingliu Sword Pavilion and laughed.

It was a spectacular scene.

The people of Qingliu exploded all at once!

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