It was more than 100 years ago. A hundred years ago, Gu Chaosheng was recognized by most people as the second sword cultivator in the world. He was born like a crown of jade, handsome, and kind, so he has a good reputation.

Feng Yuqing's light almost overshadowed all sword cultivation, but there were still a few who could be opponents with her, and Gu Chaosheng was one of them.

His Bibo Sword followed the path of the Senluo sword, and his own comprehension of this path was very profound. Coupled with the fact that the Blue Sea Qianlan Jue he cultivated was a first-class exercise, the position of the second sword cultivator in the world was very stable.

Perhaps every second in the world is eager to defeat the first in the world, and because of this, most people in the cultivation world feel that Feng Yuqing and Gu Chaosheng are mortal enemies. But that's not the case.

On the contrary, they have a good relationship, and they have a feeling of sympathy for each other, and they often talk about swords on weekdays.

So when the news of Gu Chaosheng's death came, Feng Yuqing broke through the Blood Sea Sect alone in order to avenge him.

A hundred years later, Hua Xiangrong listened to Pei Jin's introduction, and only felt ridiculous in shock.

She didn't want to defend Gu Chaosheng for anything. If there is something else hidden, why don't you tell her, but you have to come out after she dies and establish the Canglan Sect.

"Pei Gongzi, I want to hear my sister say that the sect master of this Canglan Sect is resurrected from the dead. Is there really such thaumaturgy under the sky? Hua Xiangrong struggled to keep her voice steady.

"It seems that Miss Hua knows a lot about sword cultivation. She was right, this Gu Sect Master did come back from the dead, but there was another secret in it. Pei Jin replied.

"What's the secret?" Hua Xiangrong asked.

"Well, I don't know. The tone of the Canglan Sect is very strict in this matter, and I only vaguely know that it may be related to Feng Yuqing. ”

"I see." Hua Xiangrong nodded. When she calmed down, a smile appeared on her face again.

If there is a chance in the future, I will go to the Canglan Sect and put the sword on Gu Chaosheng's neck and ask how he came back from the dead.

Su Budu listened to the conversation between the two and couldn't help but sneer.

"What is Brother Su laughing at?" Pei Jin asked.

"It's nothing, it's just that I'm thinking, this Sect Master Gu is also an interesting person. When Feng Yuqing was alive, he died; As soon as Feng Yuqing died, he immediately came back to life. I don't know, I thought he owed the sword demon money and didn't pay it back. Su Budu said with a smile.

Speaking of which, he really owes it. Hua Xiangrong thought silently.

After introducing the sect master, Pei Jin introduced the other people of the Canglan Sect to them in turn. Flowers want to be remembered one by one. Some are old friends, some are old rivals, and some have never heard of it. I have to say that the Canglan Sect has the current status of the cultivation realm, and it is really not in vain.

At that time, there were no sects and no factions, and many of them joined the Canglan Sect. Gu Chaosheng is really capable.

She recalled that day, Pei Jin said that her master was "the father of the wife of the vice sect master of the Canglan Sect, the nemesis, and the friend." There are two deputy sect masters of the Canglan Sect, one is Ye Yingshuang and the other is Xu Xibi. Ye Yingshuang has an indifferent personality, is detached from the mortal, and never makes enemies with others.

That's Xu Xibi. Speaking of which, Feng Yuqing is one of his rivals. But Pei Jin shouldn't be talking about her.

Temporarily pressing the guessing mind, Hua Xiangrong said: "Thank you Pei Gongzi for solving the puzzle." ”

"I'm polite to Miss Rong."

At this time, there was a knock at the door, it was the owner of the caravan.

"We plan to rest for the night and leave for Mianyang tomorrow, I don't know what the three of us think?" Now he regards Pei Jin and Su Budu as protectors, and his tone of voice is particularly polite.

"Since it's the boss's arrangement, we're up to our orders." Su Budu said.

"Okay, then I'll go and ask the guys in the store to prepare a meal for the three of them." After he finished speaking, he closed the door and went out.

"It seems that I am stained with the light of the two sons." Hua Xiangrong said with a chuckle.

"I don't have to say that, if it weren't for you, the people of Yiling would probably suffer." Pei Jin's tone was very sincere.

"Brother Pei is right. Having said that, if Miss Rong can cultivate, which one do you want to enter? Su Budu first agreed with Pei Jin's words, and then changed his words and asked Hua Xiangrong.

This topic has turned so bluntly. Hua Xiangrong glanced at him, feeling that this person was sometimes a little too talkative.

"Cangzhou Hua is a family of sword cultivators, and if you want to be Rong, you naturally have to follow the principles of your predecessors, learn swordsmanship, and enter the way of swordsmanship." She replied.

"Kendo is not easy, you must have great perseverance and great opportunity, I want to let the girl have high ambitions and admire it." Su Budu said.

"Brother Su is right. The famous sword cultivators in the world, led by Gu Chaosheng, all went through a lot of hardships before they finally succeeded, without exception. Pei Jin sighed.

"A hundred years ago, there was one exception." Su Budu said lightly.

"In the end, it didn't end well." Hua Xiangrong seemed to be a little tired, propped one hand on her head, and said casually.

Her tone seemed to be emotional, mocking, and a little indescribable sadness. It's like a cold rain at night.

The three of them fell silent for a moment, until another knock from the caravan owner broke the silence.

"Three, you can come down and eat." He said.

"It's been a busy day today, let's go eat first." Pei Jin took the lead in getting up and said to the two people.

The three of them went down together, and the food and wine were already on the table.

"These are all specialties of the state. In particular, this wine, whose name is Chiaki Drunk, is famous all over the world. The caravan owner said.

"This is Chiaki drunk?" Pei Jin asked with some surprise.

"Exactly, the three of you have a blessing today."

Qianqiu drunk is one of the most famous symbols of Bingzhou, and it is even more famous than the Crane Hall of Crane Return and the flowing wind and snow of Mianyang. Yiling can become the most prosperous place in the three counties of Bingzhou, in addition to the beauty of Jiyue Tower, the wine of this Chitose Building is drunk, and it is also indispensable.

It is said that Qianqiu Drunk was brewed by a monk who entered the Tao with wine, and he called himself "the fairy of wine", saying that the most important thing in life is to drink wine, and vowed to taste all the fine wine in the world. This Qianqiu drunkenness was brewed after he tasted the good wine.

Although there is no way to verify the truth of the legend, this thousand years of drunkenness is therefore ranked among the top ten wines in the world. It is said that passing by Yiling, not looking at the beauties of Jiyue Tower, and not drinking the Qianqiu drunk of Chitose Building, it is a trip for nothing.

"In this way, our trip is complete. I saw beautiful women and drank good wine. Su Budu said.

"Su Gongzi is right, it's just that a beauty is beautiful, but it hurts people." Hua Xiangrong continued his words.

The three of them burst out laughing in unison.

The meals at Duofu Inn are delicious, both in terms of ingredients and taste.

"It's a pity that the owner of Chitose Building was injured, otherwise the three of them would have been able to taste their craftsmanship." The caravan owner said to the three with some regret.

"It's okay, it's okay." Su Budu waved his hand and said.

After the meal was removed, there were only two jars of Chiaki drunk left on the table.

"Here, toast." Pei Jin poured wine for both Hua Xiangrong and Su Budu, and he was also full.

Hua Xiangrong had drunk a few times in her previous life, but unfortunately too much time had passed, and she had forgotten the taste of wine. Now I taste it again, I only feel that this wine is really as good as its name, and after drinking it, it seems that a thousand autumns have passed, and I am drunk, giving birth to the pathos of "the ancient sages are all lonely, and only the drinker leaves his name".

Is this glass of wine really so magical? Hua Xiangrong thought. actually let himself also give birth to the feeling of "floating like a dream, for joy".

"Come on, drink again." This time it was Su Budu, who filled the empty wine glass and raised it again.

In this way, the three of them drank cup after cup, under the candle flame that was clearly extinguished, and in the sound of the autumn rain falling quietly outside the window.

It is difficult to cross the mountain, who is sad and lost? When they meet in Pingshui, they are all guests from other places.

The night passed quickly.

Early the next morning, Hua Xiangrong woke up. She felt a little pain in her head. Last night, after the three of them drank two jars of wine, they went upstairs to sleep.

The "wine fairy" once said that a thousand autumns are drunk, not intoxicating, only intoxicating. If you have to get drunk and do a dream of Nanke, even if it is only a good time, why not?

Only this point, the wine fairy should have deceived people. Hua Xiangrong didn't have any sweet dreams, but had nightmares.

She smiled and shook her head, thinking that the ancients had a point, yesterday was like death, and remembering the past was more of a cocoon. After all, Feng Yuqing has been dead for a hundred years.

She did a simple grooming, put on an ebony hairpin, put the dagger close to her body, changed into a light blue shirt, put the treasure bag in her inner garment, and came down from the upper floor.

Pei Jin and Su Budu were already standing downstairs. Pei Jin is still dressed in white brocade, with the warm jade of the East China Sea hanging from his waist. Su Budu is still dressed in a green shirt, dressed as a scholar, and shaking a folding fan in his hand. The only difference is that he changed a fan.

Originally, it was a landscape painting with splashed ink, but now it has become a red plum picture.

The plum blossoms are beautifully painted and lifelike, and the red is rich but not kitsch, but makes people feel a kind of tenacious and proud enthusiasm. At first glance, it is from the hands of famous artists.

"I don't know where the red plum picture on Brother Su's fan comes from?" Pei Jin obviously noticed his fan as well.

"We will leave for Mianyang, and my fan is from the hands of a great painter in Mianyang." Su Budu replied.

"What Su Gongzi said, isn't it Master Wu Su, who is known as a wonderful Danqing?" Hua Xiangrong asked as she walked.

"I didn't expect Miss Rong to know calligraphy and painting. Yes, this red plum picture was given by Master Wu Su himself. Su Budu said.

There are three unique states in the state, drunk in a thousand autumns, flowing wind back to snow, and perching in the crane hall. This flow of wind and snow refers to Wu Su's mountain villa in Mianyang. There are many people who go to Liufeng Huixue to ask Wu Su for paintings, but there are very few people who ask for paintings.

"I don't know how Brother Su got the authentic handiwork of Master Wu Su?" Pei Jin asked.

"I played a song for him in exchange." Su Budu replied.

It seems to be like a light cloud covering the sun, and fluttering like the snow of the wind. Wu Su is a person, he still likes vassal elegance so much.

Along the way, first Shui Shengyan, then Gu Chaosheng, and now Wu Su. Therefore, if you don't want to see it, you have to see it.

Wu Su entered the Tao with painting, and made a unique painting in the world, and the flowers painted have their own merits and grace.

In order to win the joy of flowers and no snow, he spent a year, traveled to all the places in the world where begonia flowers are planted, observed and copied, and finally drew a picture of autumn begonias that was difficult to come after the ancients and gave it to her.

However, Hua Wuxue cultivates natural swordsmanship, paying attention to a desireless and desireless, so he just turned around and left after lightly thanking him, completely ignoring his kindness.

This picture of autumn begonias should still be in Wu Su's place, in the wind and snow.

"You're all ready, let's go." The owner of the caravan said.

So the group left Yiling and went to Mianyang.