Li Changfeng smiled lightly and silently looked at the disciples under his door looking at each other.

In the end, it was Su Yichuan who said softly: "The four major sects of Xijing are all one in one state, in fact, ...... There is also a case in Huangyan County, Fengchi Prefecture, called Tingfengya. ”

"Listen to the wind?" This name is very unfamiliar to Ye Yingyan and others.

"Little junior brother, how do you know?" Xiao Wen was surprised.

"I've heard people mention it in other places in Westview before." Su Yichuan was confused.

"Yes, the last one is Tingfengya." Li Changfeng stretched his waist and showed approval on his face.

"Strictly speaking, one case per state, in the true sense, should be the five major sects of Westview."

"In addition to listening to the wind, the other four major sects have a strong background and high prestige, and there are thousands of disciples under them, and they have a deep influence in the west."

"As for listening to Fengya, the situation is very special, they have disappeared in Xijing all these years, and there is no news. Even some people who have heard of this reputation, most of them think that the honor of the five major sects of Tingfengya is just a gimmick and is not worthy of the name. ”

Li Changfeng sneered: "Where do ordinary people know how powerful Tingfengya is, this time it can be an eye-opener, and it will also let you know and know this Tingfengya." ”

Ye Yingyan got up and jumped up, and everyone was shocked: "Master, you mean ......?"

"I heard that someone in Fengya wants to go to a duel in the rivers and lakes, just in our Jianzhou, not far from Luomei County, hire a carriage, it will only take half a month to arrive." Li Changfeng said softly.

"If you're interested, go and have a look. This is not a small fight of a ninth-rank martial artist, it is a real battle between the seniors of the rivers and lakes, even if you observe a little something, it will be of great benefit to your martial arts path. ”

"Of course, it all depends on your respective understandings."

"Go, of course!" Ye Yingyan was the first to nod, and her little head shook like pounding garlic.

Zhu He and the others were also excited when they heard this, and after Li Changfeng ordered them to go on the road tomorrow, they all ran to pack their bags.

After all the disciples left, Li Changfeng looked lazy and sat loosely against the wall.

"Chen Qingjue's duel with Qi Lan, how many people can they have in Yichuan that is worth the trip?" Someone asked lightly outside through the hut, and his voice was soft and pleasant.

"Seeing Chen Qingjue show his martial arts cultivation is worth it. But if you say that there is something to gain......" Li Changfeng paused slightly, and said seriously: "The realm of Xiao Bodhi is too far away from them now, as for the future, as far as this battle is concerned, Su Yichuan is the only one who has enlightenment." ”

"You look down on your own disciples like this? Xiao Wen's kid is forgotten, after all, he is my apprentice, I know it myself. You look down on Xu Hao, aren't you afraid that Yurou will trouble you? The man laughed sweetly.

"To tell you the truth, is there anything wrong?" Li Changfeng shrugged, "The children are not bad, but there is still a long way to go before Chen Qingjue's Little Bodhi Realm. ”

"Yes."

Li Changfeng's eyes were slightly closed, and the sarcasm on his face was several times richer than when he talked before!

"Of the five major sects today, no matter the influence of strength alone, who of the other four sects is the one who is the right to listen to the wind? One case per generation, ten people per case, has always been like this. "It's just these ten people, the entire Xijing, large and small sects, all the strength of the whole sect, who dares to say that they will win?

Huangyan County, Fengchi Prefecture, the clouds are rolling, the full moon is hanging high, the flying waterfall flows out from a cliff gap, the rain and fog between the valleys are agitated, and the water rolls like a curtain like a curtain, covering a quiet place that is rarely visited.

The fairy mist is like a veil, there are men sitting high by the spring, the robe is spread on the ground, a guqin is lying on the knee, the thin ten fingers pick the strings and fly, and the sound of the clear piano permeates the secluded mountain.

At the end of the song, a graceful figure quietly appeared on an ancient tree behind the man, with his hands wrapped around his chest and a smile on his face.

"Old Seven, when are you going to Jianzhou?"

The man rested his hands lightly on the strings, and did not look back, but looked into the distance.

"It's not far, it's too late, go and go back."

"It's been a few years since I heard Fengya, how many pairs of eyes are watching this time, don't embarrass us."

The man's sleeve robe waved lightly, as if brushing away the dust of the guqin body, looking into the distance, a wisp of breeze cruising between the heaven and the earth, and the leaves swirl deep into the mountains.

"I won't fight, not as good as you, but it's enough."

It is the beginning of spring, the mountains are undulating, there are pieces of peach blossoms that will not bloom, and the pink buds are hung all over the branches, forming a beautiful pink scenery in the craggy and strange stones.

"It's going to bloom."

Hearing this, the woman sitting cross-legged on the trunk smiled, and disappeared in an instant, and the aftermath rang out in the empty valley.

"When the peach blossoms bloom, we will be born."

Chen Qingjue stood on the top of the mountain quietly, the sea of clouds in front of him was surging, and the figure in the night was even more secluded, "Then I will take the lead, I will go to get something, you don't have to wait for me, go to the appointment first." ”

The guqin bathed in the moonlight, let out a crisp sound, escaped into the sea of clouds and pierced the night sky, and disappeared.

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Xijing River, the longest and widest river in Xijing, is located in Jianzhou, at the junction of Nanlong County and Luomei County, the rushing and roaring river separates both banks, and is the destination of Su Yichuan and others.

Originally, it was only half a month's journey, but because of bad luck, there were several spring thunderstorms in a row, Su Yichuan and others stopped and stopped, and arrived two days later than expected.

However, everyone set off early, and when a few people arrived at Yinling City in Luomei County, there were still four days before Chen Qingjue went to the appointment, and Su Yichuan and the five people settled in the city and waited for the day of the duel.

In the Sanling Inn, five people sat around a table, silently eating with vegetables, and occasionally taking a few sips of wine, even Ye Yingyan was extremely quiet.

In fact, several people are listening attentively to the conversation of several tables of guest officers around them, similar to the inn, where can they bother to inquire if they want to know the interesting things on the rivers and lakes at the moment? Find a place with a lot of people and sit down, and everything will be clear.

The three words "listening to the wind" that have not appeared in the rivers and lakes for a long time have once again been hotly discussed by everyone, and some old things have also been picked up as talking points.

"Listen to the wind? It's been a long time since I've heard it. ”

"Yes, listen to Fengya Chen Qingjue, the last time I heard this name was a few years ago, and I almost forgot it. At that time, he should have been ranked eighth in Tingfengya, right? How can it be ranked seventh now, could it be said that the new people come and the old people go, and listen to the wind and accept new disciples? ”

"I heard the elders in the family mention that Chen Qing has two ways of cultivation, the way of the piano and the way of the sword, although he himself seems to like the way of the piano more, but in comparison, he is still the most in the way of the sword."

Su Yichuan and the others looked amazed, they heard a lot of news, only to know that this Tingfeng Ya was actually a sect of ten people, and it had been the case since the opening of the faction. And with only ten people, it is unimaginable that they can be listed as the five major sects of Xijing along with the other four sects!

There are five states in the west, among which there are thousands of large and small sects, but the name of these five major sects can only be borne by the most in one state.

"It seems that this trip will be a feast for the eyes." Su Yichuan smashed his mouth, and saw that Ye Yingyan and the others were also in the same mood as himself, and he couldn't hold back his excitement.

Only Xu Hao had a wooden face. However, Su Yichuan knew that this Senior Brother Xu had always been like this, taciturn and did not like to communicate.

"Little junior brother, look, it seems to be someone from Luomei Jianlin." Ye Yingyan, who was sitting next to Su Yichuan, suddenly said loudly.

The crowd looked towards the door.

A group of people walked into the inn under the respectful greeting of the innkeeper and the shopkeeper, all of them were plain snow robes, the scabbards were white, and the robes were embroidered with bright plum blossoms.

The first person is a woman with outstanding appearance. The corners of his mouth smirked, but he was already in his early twenties. In the eyes of everyone, if it weren't for the airtight wide plum blossom white robe on her body that hindered her hands and feet and couldn't outline her figure, otherwise the two peaks on her chest would definitely dominate, with deep ravines and deep valleys, and a charming demeanor.

"Good, good waves." Su Yichuan's brain was hot and blurted out.

"Shh Xiao Wen's eyes are quick. He covered Su Yichuan's mouth and said in a low voice, "Little junior brother, don't you want to die?" I really dare to say anything. ”

Ye Yingyan reacted to the deep meaning in Su Yichuan's words, and he was also displeased, and his little hand pinched Su Yichuan's thigh fiercely.

Su Yichuan was in pain, and he couldn't bear it and didn't dare to make a sound, but he was annoyed in his heart how could his brain suddenly not shine.

"It's Zhang Xuezhu, known as the person with the highest qualifications among the young disciples of Luomei Jianlin's generation, and it seems that several major sects attach great importance to this duel." Zhu He stared at it for a while and said.

"How does Senior Brother know?"

"I heard Master mention it last year, and what made him full of praise was Zhang Xuezhu's talent and intelligence...... Her figure," Zhu He said with a smile.

"This ......"

"Don't look at it, everyone has already gone upstairs." Ye Yingyan sneered.

Su Yichuan's neck shrank, and his voice was like a mosquito: "Let's wait for the duel." ”

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As the news spread, more and more people poured into the city, and the four days passed in a flash.

From a distance, the Xijing River is like a huge ruler, lying between Luomei County and Nanlong County, a wave is high and a wave, a tide covers a tide, the white waves splash, the river is surging and rushing, such as an arrow off the string, such as a horse off the reins, like a tiger out of the mountain, the momentum is huge.

The crowd on both sides of the strait was like two entrenched long dragons, winding into the distance.

All eyes on you.

There is a river viewing building on both sides of the river, which is about six zhang high, and all of them are six floors. And Su Yichuan and the five of them arrived at the fourth floor of Guanjiang Tower early to occupy a throne, otherwise, I am afraid that they will have to crowd on the shore like everyone else.

"The wind is lighter." Su Yichuan focused on looking from afar.

The waves on the river are gradually lowering, and the river is not as turbulent as before, but there is not a single boat on the river to take advantage of this to carry passengers to cross the shore, and you can think that today is extraordinary.

"Why did they meet to duel in this west-west river? Where is there room for this? Ye Yingyan retracted her gaze, puzzled.

"Whoa." Xiao Wen stretched out his hand and pointed at it.

In the center of the river, there are seven or eight boulders standing steadily, strange shapes, scattered and distributed, and the surface is extremely smooth.

"Can this stand people?" Ye Yingyan was incredulous.

"We can't do it, but people are masters." Zhu He smiled bitterly.

"Having said that, what kind of cultivation is Chen Qingjue who listens to Fengya?" Ye Yingyan's slender fingers were put together, her toes leaned forward, her arms stretched forward, and when she saw that the protagonist had not arrived, she asked lazily.

Two years have passed, and the girl who is now nineteen is becoming more and more slender.

Zhu He shook his head, and so did Xiao Wen.

"Little Bodhi Realm." Su Yichuan said slowly.

Everyone looked shocked.