The next day, the sky was clear.

Yan Longyu, who couldn't sleep all night, finally stayed up until dawn, and he and Dugu Haoran simply ate the white porridge cooked by Yan Gui and left the courtyard.

The three of them were going to go out to the market to buy some things first, and then go to Xu Zhiqing, who came to the city to sell calligraphy and paintings after teaching students.

Dugu Hao, a luxurious young man dressed in black with sword eyes and starry eyebrows, walked out of the courtyard door with his sword and his feet, and Yan Longyu, who was dressed in white and tied his hair behind him, dragged the former's sleeve robe with a tired face and yawned and followed up, and then Yan Gui, who was hanging a short sword from his waist, walked out after the two, turned around and locked the door of his own courtyard.

The three of them came to the alley and looked down the street together, but saw a man and a woman standing at the end of the dilapidated alley, blocking their way.

In the dilapidated alleys, murderous intent is pervasive and tense with swords.

The man's face is thin, his eye sockets are slightly sunken, his body is sturdy in cloth and linen, and he is carrying a simple long sword that looks like he is a little old behind him.

The woman beside the man is wearing a hat covering her face and a graceful figure, wearing a red dress and holding a guqin, mysterious and unpredictable.

Obviously, these two people are not good.

Yan Gui's eyes were quick, and he quickly pulled out the short sword on his waist and stepped forward to block the two young men, Dugu Haodang squinted slightly, and the cold light suddenly rose, and Yan Gui pulled out the long sword in his hand at the same time.

The man with the sword on his back swept his eyes with disdain, pointed at the three of them, and said in a hoarse voice: "Hey, who of the three of you is called Yan Longyu, stand up for me." ”

Yan Longyu, who was named, smiled bitterly: "I knew that I was looking for me again." He poked the backs of Dugu Haoran and Yan Gui who were blocking him respectively, and said timidly: "That person is looking for me, you two let one go." ”

Dugu Haoran and Yan Gui moved to both sides very obediently.

Over the years, Yan Longyu, who had been assassinated countless times in this county town, winked at Dugu Haoran and Yan Gui, signaling that they didn't have to worry.

Yan Longyu cleared his throat and took a step, opened his arms and said to the person with a smile: "I am Yan Longyu, what are you doing with the two of you?" If you want to kill me, then come ahead. I'm not going to fight back anyway. ”

The mysterious woman at the entrance of the alley smiled contemptuously, "I know that you are protected by a white-clothed immortal, one of the top ten masters in the world, we are here today just to bring you a message." ”

The woman's figure is graceful and hot, but her voice is as crisp and gentle as a silver bell.

The man with the sword on his back said: "Don't be complacent, no one in this Fulong County can touch you, but if you dare to leave this Fulong County, the two of us will chase you to the ends of the earth and kill you." ”

The woman holding the qin said peacefully: "So, be obedient, brother, stay obediently in this Fulong County for the rest of your life." ”

After the two of them came out of nowhere and finished explaining what they were going to say, they jumped up to the roof together and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Yan Gui immediately breathed a sigh of relief, put the short sword back into the sheath and said: "Those two people have a long breath, and their martial arts cultivation should have reached the Five Realms of Tongqi, only one realm away from the Grandmaster, and they are almost complete. If there is a real fight, His Highness Dugu and I are not their opponents at all. ”

The realm of people who practice martial arts in the world is rising from one to nine.

The first, second and third realms are respectively the realm of knowledge and learning, the realm of breaking the intestines and the realm of building the foundation, and the people who stay in these three realms are called "martial disciples", and most of them are fierce soldiers who are trapped in battle, and loyal servants and dead soldiers of various sects;

The fourth and fifth realms are called the Quenching Body Realm and the Tongxi Realm, and only those who can reach these two realms can be called "chivalrous", and ordinary martial artists mostly stay at this stage;

The sixth and seventh realms, called the Condensing God and the Imperial Qi Realm, the warriors who have reached these two realms are called "grandmasters" by the world, and their lifespan and means of fighting the enemy have reached a state beyond ordinary people, and they have the ability to surpass ordinary people—those who focus on cultivating weapons can communicate with the utensils and be handy; People who focus on refining the body can generate qi all over their bodies, and it is difficult to penetrate the sword and gun, so the martial artists of the grandmaster realm are not to be underestimated whether they are in the court or above the rivers and lakes;

And the most mysterious is the last Eight Realms of Law and Earth and the Nine Realms of Xiangtian, and those who can enter these two realms are the "Martial Arts Immortals", who can communicate with heaven and earth by virtue of their own qi, "calling for wind and rain", and cultivating to the ninth realm can even get rid of the mortal body and fly to the heavenly realm.

In the five hundred years of the Wuzhao Dynasty, there were only a dozen people who could cultivate like the Heavenly Nine Realm and be famous in history.

Yan Longyu's father, Yan Linxiao, was said to have attained perfection in the Eight Realms of Law and Land.

For martial artists and knights, as long as they are willing to work hard, it is only a matter of time before they break through the realm, which varies depending on their qualifications.

However, if you want to become a grandmaster or a martial arts immortal, these two thresholds are not something that ordinary people can make up for by hard work, and they need to go through many variables such as coincidence, mental blessings, personal perceptions, meridian transformation, and aura injection. This is why there is a steady stream of people in the rivers and lakes who have to rely on the deep-rooted high-level factions.

Therefore, the Fifth Realm of Breathing is a transition from the previous to the next, some people can't cross it after a lifetime of hard work, but there are also people who wake up easily and naturally and have become grandmasters.

The so-called "breathing realm" is the breath of nature, heaven and earth, and all things.

Watching a man and a woman disappear, Yan Longyu smiled, there are many people who want to kill me Yan Longyu, how old are you!

Yan Longyu looked at Dugu Haodang with a smile, "How many realms do you dare to draw your sword!?" Remember, when you see someone better than you, run quickly, don't worry about me, I'll move my steps, not slower than you. ”

Dugu Hao, who was kind enough to protect him, but was "ridiculed" by him, put away his sword and said calmly: "My generation holds a gentleman's sword, how can I survive." Now that my fourth realm is complete, what is there to fear in a battle? ”

"What about you, Yan Gui?"

Yan Gui gritted his teeth embarrassedly, "I was born stupid, naturally I can't compare to His Royal Highness Dugu, and now the fourth realm is not yet complete." ”

Yan Longyu put his arm around the shoulders of the two from the middle, pushed the two out of the alley, and said bitterly: "You two in the future, don't be stupid again." If you can't beat us, let's run, what kind of gentleman's son, it's not as important as his own life, do ......you know it?"

- On a forest path outside the county.

The man with his back and the woman holding the piano in front of the alley walked side by side.

The woman holding the qin said softly: "Aqing, what's going on with you today?" The murderous aura is more than a little heavier than before. ”

The man with the sword on his back was angry, and his face was dark, "Because I don't accept it!" is also a broken family, why does he Yan Longyu have such good luck, there are loyal servants, good uncles, immortals to take care of, and brothers who don't know the root of the roots draw their swords to protect each other, and I, Lu Jianqing, will bear the infamy of destroying the teacher, so I have to be a dog for people and take their lives for others. Why? ”

"Even if the old prince doesn't let me kill him Yan Longyu this time, I will come myself. If nothing else, I just can't get used to him. ”

The woman holding the qin shook her head helplessly under the hat and smiled, and said gently: "Okay, okay, don't be angry." If Yan Longyu really talks about it, you have to call me sister, I can't bear to let my brother suffer, if you start it, you have to be lighter with him. ”

The young man named Lu Jianqing showed a slight smile on his thoughtful face, and nodded lightly to the woman, as if this was all his tenderness for the woman beside him.

Lu Jianqing, the man with the sword on his back, is the descendant of the Lu clan of Qingfeng in Xiongzhou who was beheaded by Emperor Chunfeng who first ascended the throne fifteen years ago, and the only living mouth in the whole clan.

And the mysterious woman holding the qin is surnamed Yin, Yin of the Yin family of Yanling in the north.

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Chengnan Street in Fulong County is mostly a small market where people kill pigs and sell meat, weave mats and sell shoes, and carry burdens and shouts, and the streets are full of all kinds of strange smells. In the county town, all the dignitaries and dignitaries with some status, and the graceful and famous people who pay attention to the decency are reluctant to come to this street.

But there is only one person who is an exception.

Every day around noon, a reader will appear on a corner of this street selling paintings.

The scholar was not punctual, but he came every day, and he did not worry about the lack of stalls, for there was not a single peddler or pawn on the street who did not know him.

People respect this young scholar very much, every year at the end of the year, the reader will write Spring Festival couplets for people on this street at a low price, only to earn a little pen and ink money, so the people on this street call him "Mr. Taofu".

This poor scholar who does not charge tuition fees from poor families in the village and teaches knowledge to children is one of the three anonymous disciples under Emperor Dahuan Qin Ruoyang, Xu Zhiqing, "Mr. Taofu" of Fulong County.

Xu Zhiqing is a person from this county, his home is in the southern suburbs of the county, his parents died early, he is twenty or three years old, seventeen years ago, he was fortunate to know Qin Ruoyang, who first came here, and followed Mr. Qin to study for more than two years. However, after completing his studies, he did not want to participate in the imperial examination, but opened a simple school in his courtyard to teach free education to children in the village who could not afford to go to school, and a few years ago under the auspices of Mr. Qin, he married a woman of the same age who had fled here. Although the life is poor, it is enjoyable.

Xu Zhiqing, who looked like a scholar, set up a painting stall in a corner of South Street as usual today, looking out of place with the surrounding circle of people selling meat and liquor.

On the scholar's painting stall, there are many words, but there is only one painting - splashed ink "Withered Pine Cold Autumn Picture", which is exposed in cotton and hidden in the ravine. After nine years of stalling, day after day, this painting has not been sold.

Regardless of whether he is high or low, Xu Zhiqing will bow down to everyone on the street who greets him in return, and when there is no one at this time, he takes out an obscure old book that no one can understand, and squints at the stall to read.

"I see, what our Mr. Taofu sells is not a painting, but a rugged and arrogant body! It's just that I don't know, how many taels of silver do you have to sell for this proud body? Yan Longyu appeared in front of the painting stall at some point.

Reading the book and seeing Xu Zhiqing, who was fascinated, suddenly raised his head when he heard the sound, and saw Yan Longyu and the three of them who were already standing in front of the stall, and said with a hearty smile: "Hahaha, you Yan Longyu alone know me in the entire Fulong County." If someone else buys my proud bones, it will definitely be a thousand dollars, but if you Yan Longyu want it, I won't take a penny, just take it! ”

While speaking, Xu Zhiqing saw the black-clothed young man beside Yan Longyu, who had seen it seventeen years ago, and Xu Zhiqing, who knew the identity of the young man, bowed down and smiled again: "I didn't expect His Royal Highness Dugu to grow so big, Xu has seen His Royal Highness Dugu." ”

Dugu Haolan saw this young scholar today, and saw the picture of the withered pine on the stall, and only then did he understand why Mr. Qin couldn't put down the picture of the withered pine in the bamboo house all day long. The young man hugged his sword and saluted back: "You and I are half of the same family, you don't have to be polite." ”

"Where, where, how can muddy water fish and shrimp be compared with the hidden dragon. His Royal Highness Dugu was lifted below. ”

"Alas, you two are almost done." Listening to a "nerd" and a "stuffy gourd" in front of him nodding their heads and stiff dogma together, Yan Longyu interrupted them impatiently and asked the reader: "Nerd, what are you looking for me, say it!" ”

"That, Jing Song asked me to bring you a message, your sister Tao has something to see you, let you go to her house in the next two days." Xu Zhiqing, who was poor and sour, slowly turned his head to Yan Longyu, with an embarrassed smile on his face, as if he was hiding it.

Hearing the words "Sister Tao", Yan Longyu's face changed suddenly, and he asked Xu Zhiqing in a deep voice: "You'd better tell me truthfully, what happened to Sister Tao!" ”

The smile on Xu Zhiqing's face slowly froze, and he whispered: "She, she's going to get married." ”

Yan Longyu's heart sank when he heard the answer, his face was solemn, and he stopped talking.

Yan Gui and Dugu Haoran looked at the young scholar with puzzled expressions.

Readers are torn between a dilemma.

After calming down for a moment, Yan Longyu, whose face was like pig iron, gritted his teeth again and asked, "Sister, the person she wants to marry, but the son of the county guard, Sun Jue?" ”

Looking at the eyes of the young man in front of him who seemed to be about to eat people, Xu Zhiqing snorted timidly, not daring to say more.

Yan Longyu, who got the answer, turned his head and said in a deep voice: "Yan Gui, you help me inquire about where the second son of the county guard is now, inquire about it, and wait for me at the city gate later." ”

"Okay."

Yan Gui, who was really angry when he saw Yan Longyu for the first time, didn't ask any more questions, turned around and ran towards the city.

Yan Longyu continued: "Dugu, accompany me out of the city to meet someone, and I will tell you the hidden truth on the way." ”

Dugu Hao nodded, "Okay, I'll accompany you." ”

The two of them then walked briskly towards the city gate.

The young scholar who stood in place looked at the backs of the teenagers who left in a hurry, his eyes showed regret, and he shook his head and sighed: "Alas, what is the date of lovesickness? It's embarrassing here and now! ”