Huai Zhi'an put the sword into the sheath and nodded with satisfaction, but suddenly found that the silence around him was terrifying.

What does Han Yunxiao think? Just kneel and watch!

Terminate the poetry meeting, there are immortals!

Pei Yunlang, who was on the other boat, put his hands in his hair, covered his head, and looked up blankly at the poem carved by an immortal in the sky.

The heart is shocked, and the child hole is shocked!

Pei Yunlang's eyes are getting brighter and brighter, and his heart is getting more and more surging, he just thought that being a sword cultivator was very handsome before, but if he wanted to say where he was handsome and how handsome he should be, Pei Yunlang couldn't answer.

But at this moment, at this moment, Pei Yunlang felt that he had found the purpose of his life, found the direction of the future, felt the meaning of life, and even the true meaning of the existence of the world!

He sublimated! He evolved! He came to his senses!

The next moment, like a silver bottle bursting through the slurry, everyone's gaze towards Huai Zhi'an has changed dramatically.

The remaining seven Qing Qi people all came out and stood on the Meiyu Tower, staring at Huai Zhi'an with fanatical eyes in their eyes.

Shangguan Jinghong glared at the other good sisters, didn't he not come out?

The smile on Huai Zhi'an's face paused, and he suddenly felt a little cowardly, feeling that he had gotten rid of it?

"Huh."

Yu Wei in the boat smiled and gloated.

Sang Ziyan looked at Huai Zhi'an with a complicated face.

That's what you're saying you can't compose poetry?

Is it worth the hundred taels of gold that emptied my wallet?

I have believed in your wickedness!

Refund!

On the other side, in the Mei Yu Building, Mei Niang, who still had the charm, looked at the eight Qingqi people upstairs who she had worked so hard to cultivate, and she was so frightened that her face was pale, and the six gods had no owner.

So, are these eight masters going to go together?

This is going to run away with people all at once, so I'm afraid that her Mei Yulou will be closed tonight.

Just as Mei Niang was thinking about how to leave a few, she saw Shangguan Jinghong, who had the highest force value among the eight, directly stopped the other seven good sisters who couldn't hold it back with a sword, and jumped from Mei Yulou to the flower boat alone.

Then the flower boat turned around and ran away......

"Eh, wait for me, wait for me!"

Pei Yunlang woke up like a dream, looked at the flower boat in the distance, and suddenly became anxious.

He still wants to apprentice!

It's a pity that Huai Zhi'an ran too fast, caught shrimp farmers all the way, and disappeared without letting Pei Yunlang see the tail lights of the boat.

Bai You breathed a sigh of relief, the sword intent that was still hanging over Chang'an City now, according to Bai You's estimation, was at least a jade realm, or even a stronger monk!

If she really wanted Pei Yunlang to disturb the good things of that sword cultivator and make that young sword cultivator angry, she would definitely not be able to protect it.

……

On the other side, looking at this proud long-legged beauty who appeared on the boat, Huai Zhi'an fell into deep thought.

"You should ...... It's not Master Li, right? ”

He heard Lao Liu say that Master Li is singing, this person's legs are so long and white, no matter how you look at it, he uses a sword, right?

Wait, why are those with long and white legs practicing swords?

"Oh, Sister Li is one step ahead of me, and I am the first to get there." Shangguan Jinghong smiled.

Yu Wei looked at this ancient woman whose legs were taller than her, and she was embarrassed to expose the fact that the other party stopped the other seven with a sword and jumped on the boat alone.

Are women thousands of years old so proactive?

Huai Zhi'an was a little apologetic: "I'm sorry, I accidentally disrupted your poetry meeting, and I didn't expect to make such a big move." ”

"What did Childe say?" Shangguan Jinghong's eyes were puzzled. "As long as Childe charters the flower boat and writes poems, then Childe is also a member of the Flower Boat Poetry Club, and it doesn't matter what happens."

Speaking of this, Shangguan Jinghong paused: "But what Gongzi said is right, after this incident, the entire Chang'an should circulate Gongzi's poems, as well as yourself." ”

"Childe can now be described as a famous Chang'an!"

Yu Wei on the side snorted and laughed.

She knows Huai Zhi'an's character, if she is in Chang'an in the future, Huai Zhi'an will be recognized and greeted wherever she goes, and it is estimated that Huai Zhi'an will now run out of Chang'an Yujian overnight and return to Luhuazhou.

Huai Zhi'an couldn't cry or laugh.

Master Li didn't see it, and he took it by himself, which was really unlucky.

Lao Liu is not shallow in harming people, go back and strongly condemn it!

"I still don't know the name of the child?" Shangguan said in shock.

"Huai Zhi'an, a person from Luhuazhou, just came to Chang'an for a few days." Huai Zhian said with a smile.

A trace of confusion flashed in Shangguan Jinghong's eyes.

She knew about Sang Ziyan of the Candle Dragon Division, but Huai Zhi'an of Luhuazhou really hadn't heard of it.

It stands to reason that with Huai Gongzi's strength and talent, he should not be unknown.

"This flower boat will circle Chang'an City for a week, and finally return to Meiyulou, we will find a random place to get off the boat later." Sang Ziyan reminded on the side.

"Of course, if you want to spend the night with this girl, I have no problem."

"Find a place to get off the boat and go back to Fuyun Pavilion, I'm a little tired."

Huai Zhi'an is naturally not tired, but he has watched and watched, played and played, and the information of Tu Yu should be delivered soon, so Huai Zhi'an plans to go back to Fuyun Pavilion and lie down first.

"As for this girl, you ......"

Shangguan Jinghong noticed the thoughtfulness on Huai Zhi'an's face, gritted his teeth, and knelt directly in front of Huai Zhi'an, under the black and white sword robe, his proud figure was directly revealed.

"Please also ask the son to accept the slave family! The slave family is willing to serve the son! ”

Huai Zhi'an's hand shook.

"The sword path of the son is the ultimate that the slave family has seen in his life, and the slave family is not willing to dance in front of others in the Qinglou for the rest of his life!" Shangguan Jinghong raised his head and looked at him resolutely.

"The slave family wants to learn the sword! Real kendo! ”

When these words were spoken, even Sang Ziyan and Yu Wei were a little surprised.

There is a pursuit, this woman has a pursuit!

They thought that this Shangguan Jinghong was greedy for Huai Zhi'an's body and coveted Huai Zhi'an's beauty, but they didn't expect the other party to have such a long-term vision!

Follow Huai Zhi'an to learn swords, you make a lot of money, do you know?

Huai Zhi'an restrained his expression and looked directly into Shangguan Jinghong's eyes.

In the eyes of the other party, in addition to seriousness, it is a pure thirst for kendo!

The old-timer who was invited by Mei Niang to teach Shangguan Jinghong to practice swords said that now the way of the sword is declining, the sword cultivation is scarce, and ordinary monks want to climb to the top with the way of the sword, just like walking alone on the road of thorns, it is really hopeless in this life.

Looking at the old-timers who couldn't cry, that picture Shangguan Jinghong will never forget in his life.

At that moment, Shangguan Jinghong was thinking that if there was an opportunity to practice kendo and get rid of her current identity, she would definitely seize it desperately.

Now that Huai Zhi'an is standing in front of her, she must consider whether this is the only chance she has in this life!

Even if she gives everything, she wants to get out of Mei Yulou and follow Huai Zhi'an to practice swordsmanship!

It is incumbent upon us to recast the glory of kendo!

"You don't want to take her?"

Yu Wei connected with the help of blood and asked Huai Zhi'an in Xintian.

"That's not true, people like her really shouldn't stay in the green building and spend their days like a caged bird." Huai Zhi'an replied.

"Is that to take her? It's so good-looking, the legs are long and white, and the talent looks good, so it's good to accept it. Yuwei quipped.

Huai Zhi'an was silent for a moment: "Do you remember what I told you before, I myself am still on the way to experience my state of mind, so I am a little worried that I will not be able to teach her." ”

Practicing by oneself and teaching others to practice are completely different things, Huai Zhi'an knows his own situation, and if he really wants to understand cultivation, he is far inferior to those geniuses of the sect.

"I recommend you take her." Yu Wei suggested.

Huai Zhi'an was stunned: "Why?" ”

"Because you can see from her a sword cultivator who has practiced kendo from scratch, it is because you are naturally strong, so she can make up for the path you have not taken."

Huai Zhi'an's eyes lit up, and Yu Wei's statement made him moved.

Xinhu talked for only a moment, Huai Zhi'an raised his head with a solemn expression:

"Have you thought about it?"

Shangguan Jinghong took a deep breath: "I think about it, no matter what the cost, I want to stay by Gongzi's side!" ”

"Good!"

Huai Zhi'an nodded.

"In that case, I accept you as the sect master of the Lishan Sword Sect, and from today on, you will be the chief disciple of my Lishan Sword Sect!"

"Huh?"

Shangguan was stunned, wasn't he a bed-warming sword attendant? How did you become the chief disciple?

"Huh?"

Sang Ziyan was also stunned, when did you become the sect master of the Lishan Sword Sect?