As soon as Li Yiqing turned out of the street, he immediately exhaled heavily, his eyebrows twisted into peaks, and he looked straight ahead without saying a word.

People who have been with each other for a long time can see at a glance that the mood of the young head is very bad.

Just in the state office, Cui Yu, who came in a hurry, was extremely passive, and when he arrived, the conversation between Qijiao and Lord Sui was already coming to an end, leaving them little time to speak, and the existence of the head of the Zhang family blocked a large space for argumentation.

The most important thing was that by the time they figured out what was going on, Qi Jiao had just enough time to exhaust Lord Sui's patience in this matter.

Before learning that Sui Zaihua was coming tonight, she had been thinking about what the Zhang family could do. She stared at all the forces in the city of the Zhang family, and even sent someone to Xu Valley, but she didn't expect that it was not the Zhang family who did the work, but the head of the Zhang family. The head of the family didn't do anything to Cui Yu, but helped Qi Jiao clear his name.

The girl just watched with angry eyes as they reversed black and white.

The crux of this matter was that they had nowhere to grasp the arrival of Lord Sui tonight, and this was obviously the news that Qi Jiao had learned from the last conversation.

Therefore, when she had already stared at this matter and was on guard, Qi Jiao suddenly achieved her goal.

The girl thought silently about the consequences of this, and her face tensed.

Li Weiru smiled on the side: "I just said that it is better to go back and eat a bowl of fish, and save yourself from being angry." ”

The girl turned her head to look at him and sighed heavily: "Shang Huaitong is really going to enter the Sword Cultivation Academy, see if you can still laugh." ”

"Why can't you laugh, it's a pity to go back to the fish and the hard meat is cold." The old man smiled, "Don't think about it, go back and talk about resting, and I'll have to fight hard tomorrow." ”

Li Yiqing's face was still composed, and the heaviness and irritability of frustration were intertwined on her eyebrows.

Li Weiru sighed silently, turned his head and looked at her quietly for a while, under the moonlight, the footsteps of the two people rustled, like the sound of shadows rubbing the ground.

The old man said softly: "Miaoqing, from a child to a master, you have gone very fast. ”

This is the old man's usual gentle explanation, and although he has heard it many times, it still has the power to soothe people's hearts—it has nothing to do with the content, and the sound is quite reassuring.

Li Yiqing nodded, spreading some eyebrows.

But the old man didn't stop there: "I know that you have not slackened off, and even walked harder. You have done your best to think about everything - for a small stronghold of four people in Qijiao, you can make two sets of filings. ”

Li Weiru sighed lightly: "Of course this is very useful, because almost everything you have to do can be successful, I am relieved to hand over things to you, but you feel powerless recently, right?" ”

"I'm a little tired."

"It's simple, because things get a lot more." The old man smiled, "You still use your keen eye and excellent courage to do everything well, but the affairs I have handed over to you are less than three or one—what about after I have handed them all over to you?" What about when Cuiyu grows stronger? ”

"This is not the road to the 'master', you are going wrong."

Li Yiqing turned her head back to her senses, and the old man was looking at her calmly.

"You say I have a problem with the way I do things?" Li Yiqing thought, "This. . . I also felt it, and I was thinking that I should focus on the big and let go of the small, and do things according to the priority. ”

Li Weiru nodded with a smile: "You have been smart since you were a child, and I know that even if you don't say it, you yourself will soon realize it. But I'd like to be more thorough – it's not a matter of size, it's about getting out of the equation. ”

“.” Li Yiqing stood blankly.

"You can join the Tianshan Mountain, get rid of the backbone of the Seven Jiao in one night, and bring Cui Yu back to life, this is something I can't do in my life, you still want to do more and better, that's of course good, as far as a head is concerned, you are already too good." The old man also stopped and looked at her gently.

"But what if you fail?"

“.”

"It'll be like today." Li Weiru replied herself, "Because I can't do one thing and let the family get my hands on it, I am upset and irritable, I think I am humiliated, and I am bent on winning it back somewhere."

The old man's eyes looked at the girl seriously: "Ethereal green, this is not what it looks like to be in charge." ”

“.”

"If Cui Yu wants to become strong, there are a hundred aspects to manage, and there are a thousand things to do, and pressing the seven Jiao to death is just one of them. You've got to stretch your indestructible gaze a little wider, and it doesn't matter if it's dull, lift them up high to see these things. Li Weiru turned around and moved forward again, "Yi Qing, I know that you have the courage to charge into battle alone and capture the flag, so when will you be able to sit firmly in the middle of the tent and plan in all directions?" ”

"I see, Master."

Li Weiru nodded: "Then do you know where to start?" ”

Let go of the minutiae of things."

"No, you have to change your mindset first." Li Weiru looked at her with a smile, "Otherwise, you're just 'playing the boss' again - you're used to playing the boss, aren't you?" ”

Li Yiqing's eyes widened.

"Just now in front of Zhang Wenqian, you were slightly angry, not arrogant, only cold anger, not sudden injury" Li Weiru walked slowly, and her tone was slow, looking at her and laughing, "But you are already angry in your heart, aren't you?" ”

“.”

The old man turned his head and said softly: "You are smart, you are very good at acting, you react quickly, you know what expressions you should show in front of whom, and you also know the truth that joy and anger are invisible, but if you act, it means that you are not, right?" ”

“.”

"So I say it's a matter of mentality, you are now like a fierce general leading the whole army, trying to be a marshal—but you should be a marshal."

"But. . . mentality." Li Yiqing looked at this old man who raised him from a young age, since he could remember, he rarely saw him angry, and the girl flattened her mouth and said, "Do you mean, like you?" ”

"Haha, it's not to teach you self-cultivation." Li Weiru smiled, "And in fact, I am not cultivated, I have been good-tempered since I was a child." ”

Then the old man was silent for a moment and sighed lightly: "So, Cui Yu has not entered the territory in my hands, but it is declining. ”

“.”

"But, that's exactly what I want to tell you, I'm like that, so Emerald Feather is like this, can you understand?" The old man looked at her seriously, "This just shows the influence of a real head on the sect. The head of the sect is not a director of the gang to do miscellaneous things, and it is far from enough to do things, and then make a calm and dignified bearing in front of outsiders. For a sect with origins and a way forward, the head is its heart and soul, so the leader's own mentality also determines the temperament and character of the entire sect - don't copy its appearance, but be its soul, you are only one step away. ”

This step seems to be much more difficult than doing a hundred things in detail."

Li Weiru stood still: "Look at me, Ethereal Green." ”

Li Yiqing turned his head.

The old man's deep gaze was gentle but firm, and he looked at the girl, as if he wanted to pass on his spirit: "Miao Qing, you really don't feel depressed for Qi Jiao to win one, because on this day, Cui Yu has done a hundred things, and it is normal to make one or two mistakes; You don't have any desire to win it back, because they're just trying to survive, you're just going to keep crushing it, that's all; You don't want to be angry and retaliate because of Zhang Wenqian's behind-the-back actions, because Cuiyu is a decent family, and has always been generous and upright, you grew up in the mountains and fields, and regarded the jade birds and jade cicadas as a clean soul; You will never be anyone's vassal, just like a kingfisher who is caught and goes on a hunger strike, and will never leave the green mountains and white water, you think like this, and you will act like this, you don't have to pretend to play anything, you are the spirit of this generation of Cui Yu. ”

Li Yiqing looked at the old man in a daze, nodded slowly, and suddenly frowned a little: "I may lose this feeling tomorrow." ”

"It's okay." Li Weiru smiled and hugged her shoulder, "In the next two years, I will always remind you." ”

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When I came back from the state office, the bright moon was already in the middle of the sky, and it was not long before dawn.

For several people, tonight was not an uneventful night, Shang Huaitong pushed open the door, leaned his sword to the side, and the slippery moss came from his feet.

The water pavilion is like this, it is always difficult to suppress the moisture, especially in the rainy season, the threshold, the window lattice, there is always a place to grow some white velvet.

For quite some time when he was a teenager, Shang Huaitong liked to look at them in a daze, thinking about whether they were so-called ghosts.

Then he thought of course not.

Born in dead wood, there is nothing to stretch, when it rains, it is born, and when it sees the sun, it dies, such a short thing is not worth a sigh.

The real secluded life must be stretched in the earth, light and brittle, but the incarnation of hundreds of billions, endless, endless.

Since he read this sword book when he was a child, the strange scene often appeared in his dreams, and he has been trying to capture the wonderful realm, reading, pondering, understanding, and realizing. He worked it, and he indulged in it.

And the aura is manifested in an instant.

That night he suddenly dreamed of the netherworld, and saw that thousands of glowing wisps were born in his body, and in the distance, there were countless selves that were closely connected to him, and they shared everything, including evil and benefit.

In that strange realm, where "they" pervade, everything is under control.

That kind of clear control can never be explained in words, and that kind of penetrating perception is by no means accessible to human beings, and in the eight years since he got this book, he has deeply understood for the first time why he is called an "immortal" in the earth.

It was only after reaching this realm and grasping this feeling that the sword appeared so clearly in front of his eyes and was within reach.

He even suspected that he had stabbed it in his dream.

But after waking up, after all, there is no trace of fairy dreams.

But he knew the realm he should reach, the feeling he should hold—comprehending the meaning of "all me", and he could master the sword of life.

In the days that followed, he meditated, practiced swords, read books, and even cultivated feelings, searching for them, and it was not until he was about to arrive that he realized how important the missing pages were to the path.

There is not only it underground, but also more than him in the world, all things are competing, why "all me"?

These two pages were supposed to write the road, but now they are gone.

Shang Huaitong stuck here for two years, until one day he completely realized the inferiority and ridiculousness of these people around him.

The sense of superiority that had always been hidden in his heart to despise the surroundings was truly placed in front of him on that day - with the sword of the fairy, he would eventually be a guest of the lofty clouds, and he was born to be high.

Why can't we all be on me?

But if there is an obstacle, pull it out.

With this violent pride, he spent a long time writing "Pulling Weeds" and filled in the missing two pages.

At this point, everything is ready.

He will pass all these preparations, and under the attention of thousands of people tomorrow, in front of Sui Zaihua, he will penetrate this sword.

What kind of conspiracy and dirty water crimes, everything is a ridiculous fetter that falls with one foot, ignoring anyone's obstruction, he will enter the Sword Cultivation Academy with an invincible attitude.

With the cultivation of six lives, at the age of twenty-three, repairing and learning a sword, he thinks that he is enough to be proud of Lianzhou, and as long as he looks at Sui Zaihua's expression after hearing about this, he knows that he also agrees with this.

Shang Huaitong took the big box, and in the wooden box, five small grasses were still growing.

He walked over, plucked two more, and threw them on the ground, leaving the box empty.

This time he did not light a candle, and the moonlight shone through the doors and windows, and fell on the soil that had lost its grass, and there was a silvery frost.

Shang Huaitong picked up the scroll of the Immortal and studied it as usual, for an unknown number of times.

And this time, after reading this familiar half of the volume, he looked at the second half and couldn't help but turn a few pages, and the corners of his mouth hooked up with an expectant smile.

Outside the window, the cool color turned to a warm color, and the sun rose.

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When the first rays of the morning sun shone on the tower, the west gate of Bowang City was already open.

The city gate was opened half an hour earlier than usual today, and the officers and men of the city defense lined up on both sides, leaving a wide passage in the middle.

Without waiting long, the sound of thunderous hooves came from far and near, and soon, the six horsemen with swords galloped in, and the first white horse was like a dragon, pulling away from the companions behind them a full distance of five or six feet.

The second white was among the four behind, brighter than the white horse, and it was a slender figure wearing a pure white cloak.

The first time the curious waiting officers and soldiers saw these people, they knew that they were not locals.

If one person is fine, but the six people who came to Bowangzhou together can't see a character with such a temperament.

In fact, as long as you look at the people standing in front of the door and waiting, you can know that these visitors are by no means simple - an old man who looks rickety and weak, but who went to see Wubi yesterday, knows that it is Li Weiru of the Cuiyu Palm Sect.

And next to him stood a man who was also over half a hundred years old, but looked much healthier, with brocade clothes and soft boots, and an extraordinary bearing. The officers and soldiers didn't know this face, but the talisman hanging on his waist was asked by his boss to be remembered when he took office, and it had long been imprinted in his mind - Zhaoshi Xianrentai.

Seeing the people, these two big men with a handful of prestige actually took two steps forward at the same time, and these six swordsmen also immediately reined in their horses, and a tall man stood firmly on the ground, stood up with his head held high, hugged his fists and said: "Gu Yunfu, a disciple of Tianshan Weifeng Pool, has seen two seniors. ”

Li Weiru smiled: "Fortunately, it is extraordinary." Let's pass the letter, I am Cuiyu Li Weiru, this adult is the owner of Bowang Xianrentai, Cheng Lin Cheng Yanjian. ”

"Long admiration." Gu Yunfu saluted again, stretched out his arms and said back, "The four junior disciples are all disciples of the Dongchi of this sect, this one-"

The man in the white hood was getting off the horse, and her movements were like clear snow, and she lifted her hood, revealing a beautiful and indescribable face, and the jade hairpin pendant, like a fairy descending into the world.

"It's my Mulan Chi Jade Girl, [An Xiang] Shi Hairpin Xue."

(End of chapter)