Li Shaobai brought Zhang Qinghe back to Chang'an School, leaving behind a piece of chicken feathers in Lantian.

Although in Zhang Qinghe's opinion, it is tantamount to returning to the tiger's den from Longtan.

Tahoe is still so heroic in the daytime, Zhong Lingyuxiu's appearance, and the same is true in Lingzhi. It's even cleaner than Chang'an, which is outside the world

- There is a slight alienation in many lands in Chang'an.

This is very strange, but Zhang Qinghe can't delve into it.

Now in mid-spring April, the peach blossoms in his yard are in full bloom, smiling in the spring breeze, but Zhang Qinghe is tired, even gloomy.

In the killing field calculated by all parties in Lantian County, even if he has a slight initiative, he is still the party being calculated, not to mention, after a calculation, there are more suspicions.

For example, the blue clouds and blue falling lakes of Jiangzuo's Zhang family made him inexplicably think of the back yin mountain in Taihaotian.

For example, Wu De Xingjun's mask and token, he was determined to throw it away, but after calming down, he decided to think about it.

For example, the Sun Star Monarch, the Five Plague Star Monarch, and the Spiritual Officer on Duty have devoured all human nature, and where did the monsters who devoutly serve the heavenly immortals come from.

Such as Wenchang Xingjun...... Did you want to kill him, or did you want to do something......

All the doubts and the burdens of the recent days have made his heart lake ripple with noise, and even the getaway intertwined over the heart lake is a little unstable.

This skill seems to be based on true intentions, if he loses the enterprising spirit of Kunyu Huapeng, it is just a snap of his fingers to think that the spiritual collapse of the divine soul is just a snap of his fingers.

It is the same as the heavenly sound of the great road obtained by the king's obsession, if you believe, you will be born, and if you don't believe, you will perish.

Zhang Qinghe shook his head and suppressed these miscellaneous thoughts.

Li Shaobai didn't leave, he watched this young man deflated all the way, but after he killed the corpses of the clansmen, Zhang Qinghe's mood had a big ups and downs.

It's really not something that a teenager can bear at will.

Even though the corpse puppet is a monster, it has the appearance of a human, and it is still a blood relative, which is different from the evil thing that Li Qingluo was alienated from.

He paced and thought about it, set up a small table under the peach tree in Zhang Qinghe's courtyard, and with a wave of his hand, spread two futons.

The wind blew the shutters, the peach blossoms floated on the table, Li Shaobai couldn't bear to touch them, so he beckoned and motioned to Zhang Qinghe, who was bowing his head and contemplating, to come forward.

"Qinghe boy, you come close!"

Zhang Qinghe's divergence of thinking was interrupted, only to see that Li Shaobai, who sent him back to the Liming Peak Courtyard, not only did not leave, but sat down at the table and looked at him with a smile.

"Sir, ...... this?"

"Probably drinking?"

"Nature is ...... However......"

"Can you make sense?"

"It's just a skin, don't dare to show off. ”

Li Shaobai is free and easy by nature, even if Zhang Qinghe was restrained and polite when he first entered the real courtyard, he just wanted to keep him, and naturally he didn't care about these red etiquette at this time.

"Such hypocrisy, how can you be regarded as a cultivator of my generation? Come!

Two delicate jade jars were placed on the low table, and a strange aroma of wine came to the nose, this is Li Shaobai's peach blossom drunk, a hundred years of peach blossom drunk, Li Shaobai waved his sleeves again, and two jade cups arrived on the table.

He slowly lifted the mud seal, and suddenly a burst of clear spirit qi flew in the courtyard, which made Zhang Qinghe's spirit refreshed.

Zhang Qinghe breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that the raw materials of the brewing are not produced in the body of the evil things in the secret realm, just smelling the taste, it is the elixir that grows in the 100,000 mountains, these elixirs, unless they open the spirit wisdom and become a demon, and even become a medicine king comparable to the monks of the upper three realms, probably have no effect on the spirituality of the divine soul.

"You're blessed today! I don't want to give this peach blossom drunk to outsiders!"

Zhang Qinghe ignored the deep meaning of Li Shao's words, and neatly picked up the wine jar and poured it into the jade cup.

"Words are restrained, but you're really welcome!"

Li Shaobai took a sip of wine, looked at Zhang Qinghe and scolded with a smile.

"You are the son-in-law of the righteous prince, and you think about it quite well, today we will use this peach blossom as the theme to fly the flower order, and take a single peach word, how about it?"

Li Shaobai glanced at Zhang Qinghe indifferently, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Zhang Qinghe nodded suspiciously, and he didn't know what Li Shaobai was selling.

"The first sage said: The order of the elder and the young must not be violated, the order of the monarch and the minister must not be disordered, and the order of the gods and men cannot be discussed. I'm obsessed with Changqing and the boy, you are more than 200 years old, so let's start with me!"

Just looking at Li Shaobai's debauchery of Master Suyi, it really doesn't look like a major repair that has lived for more than a hundred years.

"The peach blossoms saluted the east wind, and a few red hearts bloomed silently. ”

Li Shaobai's words seemed to have a wonderful rhythm, which suddenly stirred up the precipitation in Zhang Qinghe's state of mind, and even his words were full of anger.

"The new peach is still smiling in the spring, and the old tree is dying in the guest year!"

Li Shaobai listened to this poem full of dead silence, just smiled lightly, and casually uttered a sentence of seven words according to the order.

"The peach blossoms happily enter the water and go to the heavens and the mortal world. ”

"The lonely peach in the rain is red, and the fragrant flowers are dead in the yellow mud!"

"There are still peach blossoms in the early sunshine, and the fragrance is ten miles of spring breeze. ”

"The old dead spring breeze rots the peach door, and the autumn clouds and rain do not wait for people!"

"The autumn wind has not tasted the spring peach, and it will happen again in the next year. ”

The speed of the two of them was getting faster and faster, faster and faster, Zhang Qinghe, under the guidance of Li Shaobai's words, the emotions in his heart burst out through poetry, and after a round of flying flower orders, his eyes returned to the red after killing everyone in the Zhang family, and there was a faint mist rising on his head.

Li Shaobai laughed and said nothing, and after his last sentence mixed with inexplicable rhyme, he just looked at Zhang Qinghe silently

——Zhang Qinghe's hand holding the wine glass was already bruised.

"Ahh

Li Shaobai looked at Zhang Qinghe, who was still deeply immersed in emotion, smashed his mouth, stretched out his white fingers, and put a little between his foreheads.

"Idiot, don't wake up soon!"

Zhang Qinghe suddenly came back to his senses, and an inexplicable qi on his body dissipated between heaven and earth, which was some kind of evil qi born from the heart lake.

"When I saw you, I found that you realized the sword intent, and it belonged to the killing path, although there was vitality, but it was still not significant, but you stepped too fast, this sword intent is not a gradual enlightenment, but a step in place, and the mind is inevitably affected.

The killing intent should be purely the hand holding the sword, not the hand holding the wine glass!"

Li Shaobai hit the nail on the head.

Only then did Zhang Qinghe see that the jade cup in his hand had been broken into pieces by him.

Sword intent is a kind of idealistic power, it is a rare power that occurs from the human heart, and has nothing to do with things in the sky.

If Li Shaobai hadn't sorted him out, he would have been affected by this sword intent and acted radically.

Thinking of this, Zhang Qinghe's forehead was sweating, acting radically in such a world......

Isn't the sword intent of seeking life becoming the sword intent of seeking death......

"Thank you, Mr. ......," he solemnly bowed to his teacher.

"Hahahahaha, the sentence you made is not cut in imagery, less elegant, then this time the Flying Flower Order, but I won?"

"Sir, you have some sentences ...... mediocre"

Li Shaobai frowned, and Zhang Qinghe hurriedly lowered his eyebrows and changed his words.

"That's true, it's true, I'm far inferior to Mr., when I float a big white, when I float a big white!"

Zhang Qinghe immediately toasted.

"Hahahaha, wow, when a big white float!"

Poetry and sword are unique, first of all, the sword is the size of the fist, so everyone has to say that the poem is also very commendable, and even put the poem in front of the sword......