"Heh, the beautiful scenery of a good day, that Sword Saint should appreciate it," the expression in Peach Blossom's eyes was low and tactful, her lips were slightly opened, but her tone was unsparing, "Ah Che will not be accompanied." ”

The moment he turned around, the wind rose, and the smell of the sea hit his face. She paused, gathered her robe, and returned to the cabin, leaving only one person in the wind to look out at the whole sea.

He smiled bitterly and put sake in his throat.

Where is the beautiful scenery? The moonlight was so bleak and white that it swayed on the dark sea, and the lonely reef was like him who was speechless at the moment.

This silence lasted for two days and two nights.

Baili Fengjian is a casual person, movable and quiet, and he is also taciturn, but Jing Che, who is quite noisy on weekdays, actually looked at the spotless sea for two days. Or nest by the window to get distracted, or sit on the deck to blow the wind, change the norm, quiet like a delicate ragdoll.

Even if there was an occasional conversation on the boat, it was a few greetings between Baili Kazama and Yashu. Jing Che ignored anyone, and Baili Feng simply didn't touch the nail, so the atmosphere between the three of them was extremely weird.

Fortunately, at noon on the third day, the ship finally arrived at the port at the mouth of the Thousand Ridges. Qianzhiling is already outside the border of the Lincang Empire, and when you get here, you can go to Jiahuang Mountain with your edgeworth.

The Long Yuan White Sword grew larger under the urging of the magic trick, the length was comparable to that of a ship, and the width was enough to accommodate three people standing side by side. Ye Xiu took the lead in standing up under the signal, Jing Che slowly rubbed the side of the hundred miles of wind, climbed onto the sword, and stood at the end of the sword between the hundred miles of wind, and after they all stood firmly, they were extremely skilled in holding the sword.

The sword swooped into the sky, shuttling through the blue sky, sweeping over the top of the forest, sometimes swaying from side to side, sometimes up and down.

It also has excellent cultivation power, standing like a standing pine, and the face does not change color. However, Jing Che is the first time to experience the feeling of flying clouds and fog, it is really the stomach with the river and the sea, from the tip of the sword to look down, the mountains and rivers have the same volume of huge paintings, I don't know whose brushstrokes are too vivid, into the sea and the river is mighty, the ravines are undulating and green and lush, all in full view. Jing Che didn't feel that his legs were a little weak, and his face was already slightly pale.

But he just stubbornly kept his face, bit his lip lightly, and still straightened his back.

Fortunately, it didn't take time for the two pillars of incense, and when Jing Che was about to lose his legs to stand unsteadily, the giant sword had already crossed the entire Qianzhiling Mountain Range, penetrating a transparent barrier at the end, and a huge mountain peak suspended in mid-air appeared in front of him.

Under the sun, the silver mountain gate is simple and magnificent, towering into the clouds, revealing a righteous and awe-inspiring might. The fairy clouds are swirling, the fairy trees are lush, and the people of the sword can be vaguely seen shuttling between the mountain peaks, as if they saw the South Heavenly Gate of the Nine Heavenly Palace, it only makes people feel fear and reverence.

Jing Che couldn't help but let out an exclamation, even a person like Ye Xiu who was so silent had a sense of shock on his face at this moment.

This is the Jiahuang Mountain, which was bombarded by the Lincang Empire for three days and three nights, and it was not half a point offended, and it was famous all over the world!

Long Yuan Baijian stopped steadily in front of the mountain gate, and as soon as Baili Fengjian entered this place, he also had an irresistible majesty, and he couldn't see half of his drunken and decadent atmosphere: "Follow me to the ink tower first." ”

Jing Che stepped down from the sword, and Yu Guang glanced at Ye Xiu, as soon as he thought of entering this place, he would worship under his door, and his heart was filled with infinite sorrow. The mortal body, after such physical and mental torture, is haggard and unbearable, and his feet are even more vain, and his face is extremely poor.

Walking straight away, he suddenly stopped and turned his face slightly, his face was still as cold as frost, and his voice did not fluctuate, Wen Wenche said, "Are you unwell?" ”

Previously, because of the apprenticeship, she didn't have a good impression of Ye Xiu, but now she has only a few words, but she has driven straight into her defense, which inexplicably makes Jing Che's heart sour.

At this time, Baili Fengjian also turned around when he heard the sound, and saw Jing Che's pale face, and his sword eyebrows couldn't help but lock, remembering that she had been seasick, and I was afraid that it was Fang Cai who was tossing in and out of the clouds and causing physical discomfort, and couldn't help but feel ashamed of his carelessness, just thinking about avoiding extraneous branches and rushing to Jiahuang Mountain earlier, but forgetting that she was angry with her, and she was also forbearance no matter how uncomfortable she was.

"Something strange in your stomach?" Baili Fengma stretched out his hand to push her blood, but she avoided it.

She pursed a sincere and grateful smile, and gently and skillfully said to Ye Xiu: "It's just that the stomach is empty, and the person is a little tired." ”

He also stayed on the boat for two days, and he was already surprised by the strange way of getting along with the master and apprentice, so he turned his head without saying a word in order not to embarrass him.

Baili Fengjian's face was much thicker than the world thought, and he never knew what the embarrassment was. He forcibly dragged her hand, pinched her tiger's mouth, and while losing a breath of true anger to her, he smiled inappropriately: "What's the matter, I'm afraid that the teacher will take the opportunity to murder his relatives and apprentices?" ”

As a teacher, as a disciple.

Jing Che couldn't pull back his hand when he heard these two words. A familiar warmth came from the palm of her hand, taking advantage of the weakness, filling her entire cold body.

The girl narrowed her eyes slightly, and the breeze on the Jiahuang Mountain blew her long hair, and behind her was the echo of the woods. A very light flush appeared on her pale face, like Luoying floating into a trickle, like cinnabar scratching through the white rice paper, clear and beautiful.

Where did Baili Fengjian see this strange appearance, thinking that it should be fine, so he put down her hand, leaned over and instructed her: "When you go to Mota, don't be rude, do you know?" ”

She pursed her lips awkwardly and did not reply, and he did not force her to nod, but only let her know, and then walked into the ink tower with confidence.

Stepping into the doorway circle, he went up to the seventeen-story hall with the spire of the tower.

In addition to the fact that the disciples of the main peak need to listen to the teachings in the main hall every morning, the main hall should only be in charge on weekdays, but I didn't expect that the first of the three peaks would all gather in the hall today, as if they were discussing something.

When they saw the people who had stepped into the temple, all the people were surprised.

Since Fuji absconded from the Imperial Prison a month ago, returned to Jiahuang Mountain with a sigh of relief, and had a secret conversation with Baili Fengma, this long-avoidance Sword Saint has gone down the mountain for more than ten days, and the return date is uncertain, and now he has returned to the faction without warning, which is really unpredictable.

It was the first seat of Rong Xuan Peak, and it was Jian Mo, who was also a friend of Baili Fengjian, who reacted first, and laughed loudly: "Baili, you have finally come back." ”

Sitting in the center of the chief is the head of Yu Wenwei, her expression is not so happy, only holding the head of the prestige and said lightly: "It's just right to come back, there is something to discuss." ”

"Don't worry, let me talk about things first."

Everyone had seen a man and a woman brought behind him, and they were already speculating in their hearts about what this meant, just waiting for the Sword Saint to speak himself.

"I see that Nanqiong hasn't accepted new apprentices for a long time, and when I saw that I had excellent cultivation qualifications on the way, I wanted to be admitted to Nanqiong Gate."

Jing Che seemed to be absent-minded, but in fact, he was pinching his palm, and his heart was even more uncomfortable. She tried not to blink her eyes, staring intently at the carving on the pillars of the main hall, this golden hall reflected the sunlight falling in her eyes, it was really sour and panicked.

Obviously, she threatened to sever the master-apprentice relationship, obviously she wanted to break off the relationship with him, and obviously she hated his ruthlessness.

But when she understood that he was not serious about talking about "being a teacher" and "being a disciple", it turned out to be a joke, and she was misunderstood, so she suddenly felt as if she was once again in the salty and cold of the sea.

It seems like another catastrophe.

Unexpectedly, he heard the head of the majestic hall say: "It is indeed a wonderful qualification, but the Hundred Miles Sword Saint has no intention of being included in the Sword Saint Gate?" ”

Baili Fengjian glanced sideways at Jing Che and shook his head meaningfully.

Jing Che didn't dare to take this gaze, but he had mixed feelings in his heart. Joy is also that he does not accept and cultivates as an apprentice, but sadness is that she clearly strengthens her hatred for him, why does she breed side thoughts?

Listen to Jian Mo again: "I practice mysticism, which is not suitable for this child, and Senior Sister Lu is practicing medical skills, which is even more inappropriate, so it is better to worship under the main peak of the head of the sect and practice swordsmanship." ”

Yu asked Wei Zhi, and asked Ye Xiu: "Worship under my door, are you willing?" ”

also took a step forward and performed a great bow to the master in a dignified manner, with sonorous words: "The disciple also cultivates, meet the master." ”

"Get up." Yu Wenwei is quite satisfied with this new apprentice, with high qualifications and tenacity, although he is silent, he knows at a glance that he is a cold-faced and hot-hearted person, if he forges it well, he will definitely be a masterpiece of the future generation.

Jing Che suddenly recalled the scene of her apprenticeship, it was the small shrine of Nian Sanniang's family, the sunset poured on the side of the city wall, and the scenery of the heaven and earth was extremely clear.

"Then this girl is-" Lu Shenyu, the first seat of Jingyu Peak, who had been silent, opened his mouth. Although she also has good qualifications, she feels that she is not as good as this girl. This girl is not only highly talented, has good bones, but also has more aura, no matter what she cultivates, she must have great achievements, but there is a faint layer of evil qi on her body, but it is a flaw in the beautiful jade.

"It was originally an apprentice I accepted, but she didn't formally apprentice, and now it's up to her to choose." Baili Fengma briefly narrated, and then turned his head sideways and asked Jing Che in a low voice, "Medical skills, swordsmanship, and occult arts, what do you want to cultivate?" ”

This sentence was thrown gently and skillfully, but it set off a whisper in the main hall. There were also many elite disciples in the hall, speculating whether this girl was disgusted by the Sword Saint and wanted to transfer her to someone else's door.

Although he was once a disciple of the Sword Saint, it was enviable, but now in the eyes of others, the so-called "self-choice" is even more humiliating.

This was Jing Che's agreement with him, she didn't think it was so far-reaching, she just pursed her lips and hesitated in her heart. She doesn't like the head being too serious, the woman who cultivates medical skills is gentle, and the uncle who cultivates occult arts seems to be very close, but no matter who it is, no matter what stunts she has, she doesn't want to be a master.

As soon as she raised her eyes, she saw the green stubble on his chin, which inexplicably stirred up a pool of darkness in the peach blossom eyes, and she said as if she was fleeing: "I don't know." ”