Hearing her say this, Yang Xiaosi asked, "Senior sister, did the second senior brother quarrel with you again?" Does he not want you to go up the mountain for retreat? ”

Qiong also secretly thought: Lu Xu just came to me, most likely he also heard the news that I was going to retreat and cultivate, and wanted to take advantage of the moment to say "Sheng Xuan's resentment is not suitable for me"? After all, it may take until next year to go out of the customs, and it is time to go to Yichuan to study again.

She nodded, "Probably." ”

Lu Li asked her: "Senior sister, you didn't come back with us this time, and you stayed in the library for a few days when you went to the mansion, but what happened?" ”

They don't know about my love affair with Sheng Xuan? Qiong Yi raised her eyebrows slightly, Lu Yanshan didn't say anything about Lu Xu's face this time? Or did I take her a piece of yin and yang that day, and her conscience found out?

Qiong Yi didn't answer for a while, and Lu Li sighed: "Actually, I have already noticed that the second senior brother is not quite right these days, senior sister, I have been helping him hide it, and the second senior brother is actually ...... to you."

"I see."

As soon as these words came out, Lu Li's whole person was shocked.

"Senior sister, do you know? The second senior brother has been lifeless these days, hasn't he been dumped? Yang Xiaosi's eyes rolled: "I understand, it was Sheng Xiaogongzi who sent you back, you are in one place, but the second senior brother is hurt by love, and he doesn't think about tea and dinner!" ”

"Okay, you two are just looking for me to gossip about this?" Qiong also waved her hand, "My master has agreed to the retreat, don't persuade me, don't say anything 'Chinese New Year's Eve will be over in a few days', anyway, you all have to go home on Chinese New Year's Eve, I'll stay in the cave to open the valley, it's good." ”

"Okay, okay, when you get out of the customs, I will ask my father to make you his best sweet and sour fish!" Yang Xiaosi said.

*

Joan also plans to retreat for half a month and practice diligently.

She is still at the "Qi Condensation" stage, and the hours of refining Qi every day are getting longer and longer, and the increase is getting smaller and smaller day by day, which is very troublesome. Such a stage is more desperate and difficult than the bottleneck period, like a door in front of you, struggling to touch it, but you can only get a little closer to it, and you can never reach it.

Joan tried to touch it and pushed the door open. At this time, she is still a long way from this door, and the monks all say that whether she can break through the realm is more about fate, but she always wants to try hard.

When I climbed the white stone cliff with a simple package on my back, it happened to be snowing, and it was cold in the middle of the mountain, and there were only a few caves that were not deep or shallow. Walking into the cave and hastily cleaning up, she sat down on a stone slab that was a person long, crossed her legs, the falling snow outside the cave was carried by the wind and surged inward, Joan was also a little stunned: while there is still something to think about, think more about Sheng Xuan, I don't know how he went home, whether he saw snow.

She shook her head, retracted her thoughts, and told herself: I need to hurry.

Thinking about it, concentrate on running the exercises, the charm attached to the entrance of the cave a few inches began to work, isolating the mountain wind and snow, the cave was unusually quiet, only the sound of steady breathing, between a breath and a breath, time passed slowly.

*

Sheng Xuanyan opened his eyes, exhaled a breath of turbidity, only to feel hunger in his stomach, he stood up and looked out the window, it was the second day of dawn. Pulling out a dark blue robe from the closet, fastening his belt and arm guards, he tied his hair and pinned the Chengying Sword and pushed the door out.

The servants at home had already prepared food in the dining room of Jingxuan Pavilion, and Sheng Xuan, who had never looked at the servants in the past, had no reason to look at the old woman's red and swollen hands, which had been cracked by the cold, and had scabs, and he bowed his head and said thank you.

The old woman had been serving the affairs of the cabinet for many years, and it was the first time she had heard Sheng Xuanren say such things to her, and after being stunned for a long time, she smiled honestly, and did not dare to respond, and withdrew from the dining room.

After Sheng Xuanyan finished eating, he picked up the fine handkerchief on the plate and wiped the corners of his mouth, and then left the dining room. On the evening of the dawn of winter, in the middle of the morning, he went straight to the martial arts field to practice swordsmanship, and after practicing a few swordsmanship, he pressed his steps to the place where ordinary disciples practiced, and before he got closer, he heard laughter from a distance:

"Reach out, yes, reach out! Hello, so good! ”

"Come on, shake my hand and give you something to eat!"

"Wang!"

"Good dog, so smart."

The laughter of the disciples was mixed with the proud barking of the dog, which was very annoying, and the corners of Sheng Xuan's mouth twitched, and he explained that he was stiffened by the cold wind, so he twitched, came behind the cluster of people, and coughed.

"Ahem."

The disciples turned their heads one after another: "Ah, senior brother, why are you here?" ”

"Senior Brother Xuan, we ......"

Sheng Xuan's resentful gaze swept over their faces, and finally landed on the tail that ran to his feet, "Thank you for taking care of you for the past few days." He said, "Now I'm going to take it with me." ”

The disciple with the jerky in his hand was not very old, and his face suddenly showed a reluctant look, but he still nodded: "Hmm." As soon as Tail saw Sheng Xuan's resentment, he first rushed to his side to offer his kindness, using body language and whining to say how much he missed him, and then quietly walked to the leg of the disciple holding the jerky, staring at him with doggy.

The disciple understood the meaning of the tail very well, and the jerky in his hand landed without saying a word, and the tail immediately bit it in his mouth, wagging his tail at him, and walked to Sheng Xuan's side while wagging it.

The corners of Sheng Xuan's mouth twitched again.

He exhaled, "Alright, let's go." ”

"Senior brother, walk slowly." The sound of congratulations came and went, and what everyone wanted to send was actually to accompany them all the way and bring joy to their daily penance.

The most senior disciple present beckoned everyone to go to practice, and scolded in his heart: I knew that the third senior brother was going to pick up the tail today, so I didn't humbly let the younger junior brother start teasing the dog, but I didn't touch the tail, damn.

After eating the dried meat, the tail followed Sheng Xuanyan and walked away, it was a very optimistic dog, even if Sheng Xuanyan temporarily entrusted it to others for personal feelings, it was not angry, and instead of being afraid of the new environment, he sniffed everywhere and was very curious.

Back at Jingxuan Pavilion, Sheng Xuanyan began to arrange the daily life of the tail, and the flowers and plants he kept in the yard were often handed over to the old woman surnamed Mo to take care of, and now he led the tail to her and told her to clean up a room. Mo Po looked at the tail in surprise, then nodded, and immediately set off to do it.

Sheng Xuan resented the time, and when it was time to go to Sheng Zijing to practice, he said to the tail: "You stay here, you can run around, remember to come back for dinner in the evening." The tail tilted his head and let out a "wang" sound.

He walked away step by step, stepping on the long road paved with solid stones, Sheng Xuanyan saw a pink carved female doll playing by the pool in the courtyard, holding an arrow in her hand, chiseling ice and chiseling joyfully, hearing the sound of footsteps behind him, turning back to call him, big eyes fluttering: "Little uncle!" ”

This female doll is the daughter of his eldest brother Sheng Xuanyao, named Fei'er. Sheng Xuanyan stepped forward: "Fei'er, why are you here?" ”

"It was A-Niang who brought me to my uncle!"

"Where's your aunt?" After Sheng Xuan asked this sentence, he suddenly felt a sharp aura behind him, and immediately turned around and raised his sword to slash down, "Bell!" Clang! After a brief crisp sound, he went to see what had been bounced open, just two ordinary pine needles.

"Mother!" Sheng Fei'er happily threw herself into the woman's arms, Sheng Xuan sighed resentfully, hung Chengying back on her waist, and said helplessly: "Sister-in-law, Fei'er is here." He had long been accustomed to this sister-in-law's strange problem of testing his reaction by surprise means, but when he thought of Sheng Fei'er standing in front of him just now, he still couldn't stop being afraid.

This woman is the young lady of the Sheng family, the wife of Sheng Xuanyao, and her name is Qin Hanchuan.

If you want to introduce him, you have to start from many years ago. Sheng Xuan complained that this sister-in-law had been cultivating for Fugu before she boarded Bai Yu, and she had set off many waves in the rivers and lakes when she was young.

But these are the previous words, in front of her she is dressed in a plain white dress, the red tassel tied around the waist is still scorching, the long hair is simply coiled behind her head, only a wooden hairpin inlaid with jade beads is simply decorated, and the face is lightly powdered, and the face is even more graceful and beautiful.

Qin Hanchuan smiled and said: "Xiao Xuan, even if you don't stop it, I won't fight Fei'er." Seeing Sheng Xuan's dark face, she said, "Aren't you going to find Sheng Zijing to practice?" No need to go. Don't worry, I'm not here to ask you to take care of Fei'er for me. ”

Hearing her say this, Sheng Xuan breathed a sigh of relief, he really couldn't do a good job of taking care of the child.

"When I led the disciples to practice, I found that the disciples who went to Yize to learn the swordsmanship seemed to be more exquisite, and then I wanted to see how you progressed." Qin Hanchuan said with a smile.

Sheng Xuan complained: "Sister-in-law, don't you need to supervise the brothers to practice swords today?" ”

"I called your brother to go, in exchange, I will accompany you to practice today." Qin Hanchuan hooked his lips and held the sword behind him with a slender shape, and the layers of water on the sheath swelled up with crimson jade, this sword was extraordinary, called "Broken Tears".

Sheng Xuan complained that she had brought all the "tears", and he was dumbfounded, and only said after a long time: "Eh, is it an exaggeration?" ”

"Breaking tears" is one of the six famous swords in the world, and Qin Hanchuan has a lot of fate, after several twists and turns, and finally recognized her as the master.

"Not an exaggeration," she said. Pushing Sheng Xuanyan towards the special martial arts training ground in the pavilion, "You have to surpass me in cultivation." ”

Different people's talents in cultivation are born different, Qin Hanchuan knows that a talented person like herself, who is called an immortal among cultivators, Sheng Xuanyan is the same as her, she is a person with strong roots and deep roots.

After knowing that Sheng Xuanren was talented, the Sheng clan had high hopes for him and disciplined him very strictly, so Sheng Xuanyan's cultivation was very high, far beyond the level of disciples of the same age, which can be seen from the fact that there was no defeat in the martial arts competition. As for how high it is, no matter the level of cultivation, even Sheng Zijing, who is four years older than him and is obsessed with cultivation every day and is considered to be extremely talented, can't surpass him in terms of true qi.

This kind of long-cherished root can only be described by the word terrible.

But when facing Qin Hanchuan, Sheng Xuan's resentful cultivation was completely insufficient. He had never figured out the strength of this sister-in-law, after all, looking at the Middle Earth, he could match Qin Hanchuan with his own strength, and he couldn't count it on one hand.