The green-shirted Confucian stared at the transparent sword, stunned for a moment, and then laughed, and couldn't help but tremble, his eyes burning, as if a devout believer had finally seen the god in his mind.

Li Xuanji was a little inexplicable, his mind moved and he withdrew the flying sword, looked at the Confucian who was in a rage, and wondered: "Sir, what are you doing?

Tang Yinling wiped away the tears that came out of his laughter, a little stunned, waved his hand and sighed: "Tang Mou heard of the Immortal Flying Sword when he was a child, and since then he has been thinking about it day and night, and has almost become a demon, and in the past forty years of entering the way of the sword, the higher the realm, the more he understands, the Immortal Flying Sword is too far out of reach for us, and I have to let go of the obsession in my heart, but I didn't expect to be able to see it with my own eyes today, and I don't know whether to be happy or sad, but I suddenly feel that the sword path that has been cultivated for decades is not worth mentioning." ”

Li Xuanji was a little surprised: "This thing is very rare?"

The middle-aged Confucian suddenly became a little annoyed, staring at the white-robed young man's face turned red, and he held back his genius and said angrily: "It's not just rare! Immortal Flying Sword, do you understand? How many people have seen Immortal Flying Sword? Immortal Flying Sword is as unique as Immortal, even rarer than Immortal." ”

Seeing that the white-robed young man still looked like he didn't know why, the Confucian suddenly felt distressed by the unladylike encounter of the flying sword, gritted his teeth and patiently explained: "Why is the immortal flying sword rare? It is that its texture is too special, the refining method is too mysterious, even if you give ordinary people a flying sword, it is worthless, and the conditions required to control the flying sword are also very harsh。 ”

When Li Xuanji was three years old, he received a book and a small wooden blind left by his master, that book was naturally the supreme Taixuan Sutra, and the wooden box contained this transparent small sword, he didn't understand anything at that time, he only knew that whenever his body was hot and unbearable, he could relieve it by picking up this small sword, and then he had been carrying it closely, and then he understood that this small sword was a flying sword that often appeared in fantasy novels and movies in his previous life, The connection with this flying sword is getting closer and closer, and it is even more convenient than controlling his limbs, but he never thought that the things that he had always felt were taken for granted would be so shocking in the eyes of others.

Wang Shouyang happened to get this flying sword in a fairy cave in Kunlun Mountain, the flying sword aura at that time dissipated and was in danger, and when no one was available, he happened to find the newborn Li Xuanji, whose aura can lead to thunder, and it is a match made in heaven when they meet each other, and the flying sword can absorb the aura that overflows under the seal, to warm themselves, and also ensure that Li Xuanji will not be attracted to the thunder because of the increasingly thick aura around him, so when he left, he repeatedly told Li Tiandu, "Give the two things to the little boy as soon as possible, the sooner the better!" ”

Li Xuanji shook the folding fan and said sincerely: "Thank you, Mr. for your doubts, it seems that Mr. is not ready to fight again, so Ben Gongzi will talk to Mr."

The Confucian man in the green shirt was a little disheartened, so he found a place to sit down at random, and said weakly: "If you want to kill, you have to listen to the respect." ”

Li Xuanji smiled and said: "How can it, this son has always respected scholars very much, and seeing that Mr. seems to have a misunderstanding, tell Mr. about the cause and effect of this matter." ”

Then Li Xuanji explained in detail what happened, including why he had a grudge with Su Bai, and everything was very detailed.

Tang Yinling was stunned when he heard it, but he didn't believe it all, and was secretly thinking about it, when he heard a voice coming from the carriage.

A gentle woman in a green Luo skirt lifted the curtain and walked down, and gave a blessing to the two of them, with a thousand demeanors: "Nan Huaiyu has seen Mr. Tang and Xiao Gongzi. ”

Listening to Nan Huaiyu tell about this place again, the Confucian man in the green shirt sighed: "Alas, I know that my apprentice is arrogant, but I didn't expect it to reach such a point, which is really unexpected." As he spoke, he stood up and bowed deeply to the two, "Tang apologized to the little boy and Miss Nan on behalf of my apprentice, and after returning to the academy, Tang will say hello to the dean, and then he will take Su Bai out to practice." ”

The white-robed boy and the woman in the Luo skirt hurriedly returned the salute, and the atmosphere in the audience eased a lot.

Seeing that things were done, Li Xuanji opened his mouth and said: "Since you still have a task to do, this son will not be involved, and I will ask Mr. Tang to escort them back to the academy." ”

The green-shirted Confucian scholar was excited and waved his hand casually.

Nan Huaiyu took two steps in front of Li Xuanji, fluttered his hem, and said softly: "The son saves his life, and the little woman can't repay it."

Before the woman in the skirt finished speaking, Li Xuanji bent down and helped her up and said, "Miss Nan doesn't have to mind, it's just a good hand, and besides, there is still a way to repay the life-saving grace." ”

Nan Huaiyu's pretty face was a little hot, she was touched by a man for the first time since she was sensible, and she was a little panicked in her heart, and when she heard what the white-robed boy said, she tilted her head and looked puzzled.

Li Xuanji threw a wink at the woman, and said in a prodigal tone: "You understand." ”

Nan Huaiyu's ears suddenly became hot, and he lowered his head and was at a loss.

Li Xuanji laughed, "Just kidding with the girl, don't take it seriously." After saying that, he turned around and whistled to summon the black horse, rode up and walked away.

As soon as Nan Huaiyu turned around, he saw that the Confucian in green shirt was looking at him with a smile on his face, and he couldn't help but feel even more ashamed, and returned to the carriage with a twist of his waist, covering his jumping heart in a daze.

"Is my brother okay?" said Li Xuanying, who didn't know when she woke up.

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Seeing the stretching general's mansion from afar, Li Xuanji led the horse, a small flying sword that was ugly to the naked eye flew around happily, it seemed that he could feel the emotions of the flying sword, the young man smiled kindly, and muttered to himself: "Going to Qingcheng Mountain should also be on the agenda, although Qingxue's situation is quite stable now, but it is not a way to go on like this, but it seems a little lonely to go to the mountain high road alone." ”

Approaching the gate of the General's Mansion, I saw a red dress spinning around in place.

Li Xuanji put away his flying sword and shouted loudly: "Miss Wan'er, we met again by coincidence." ”

When the woman in red heard this, she trotted over, forced a smile and said softly, "Brother Xuanji's business is done? ”

"Where is Miss Wan'er going?" Li Xuanji was a little surprised.

Zhao Wan'er twisted the corner of her clothes and sighed lightly and said: "My father's situation has been a little bad recently, I have seen Lang Zhong, Lang Zhong said that my father's inner mansion is seriously damaged, and ordinary medicine is difficult to treat, let's think of another way, and my father has been for a long time, remembering that I also have an uncle who is practicing in Qingcheng Mountain, see if I can ask for a pill, this is the last resort." ”

Li Xuanji raised his eyebrows and said in surprise: "It's such a coincidence, it just so happens that these Japanese sons are also going to Qingcheng Mountain!"

Zhao Wan'er looked sluggish: "Brother Xuanji didn't lie to Wan'er?"

Li Xuanji chuckled: "It's such a coincidence, Qingcheng Mountain said that it is not far away, and it is not close to it, when the time comes, we will be together, and there will be a good response on the road, so let's do it, if Miss Wan'er believes in the words of this son, when the time comes, you will come alone, I will bring a few people, and we will have fewer people to hurry." ”

Zhao Wan'er thought for a moment, and deliberately twisted and said: "The slave family is alone, a little afraid!"

Li Xuanji handed the reins in his hand to the janitor, rolled his eyes and said, "Miss Wan'er is not afraid of hurting my son's fragile little heart when she says this?"

Zhao Wan'er couldn't hold back, her eyes were like the moon, and her voice was like honey and said, "Brother Xuanji, then it's decided! remember to call me when you leave!" turned around and jumped away.

Li Xuanji wanted to laugh a little, shook his head and turned around and walked into the door. When I walked slowly to the lake, I saw two people walking towards me.

A big man with black armor and a sword on his waist walked in front, his face full of anger, and when he passed by the white-robed young man, he glanced past and hurried by.

Another young heroic man saw Li Xuanji stop, clasped his fists and said loudly: "The last general, Yu Kunlun, has seen the little prince. ”

Li Xuanji nodded, and Wen Yan said, "I'm going to go to Qingcheng Mountain in the next two days, I wonder if Brother Yu is interested in going with me?"

Before Yu Kunlun could answer, he saw the black-armored man stop, turned around and said with a sneer: "Since Captain Yu entered the Zhennan Army, he has not seen any other abilities, and his ability to tend to be inflammatory!"

Li Xuanji frowned, and then let go again, too lazy to care.

The heroic manhood couldn't be angry, and said-for-tat: "Yu knows his identity, unlike some people who rely on the meager military exploits earned in the early years, and they are powerful and blessed, and there is no one in their eyes!"

"Oh, it seems that Captain Yu is bullying General Ben for his old age and can't lift a knife?" said the black-armored man with his sword in his hand.

Yu Kunlun carried a spear, and his momentum was outstanding.

Li Xuanji made a round and said: "The two of you are both from your own family, you have something to say, don't hurt the harmony." ”

The black-armored man sneered: "My own family, Qian Mou doesn't dare to be, a few days ago, my uncompetitive son went to the border and lost a leg, and brought back seven heads, but it is not as good as the little boy buried in the rouge pile every day, soft and fragrant and warm." ”

The white-robed boy smiled freely, unwilling to tell such a rough man any big truth.

Yu Kunlun raised his spear and pointed directly at the big man, and said angrily: "General Qian, the last general dares to ask you for advice and learn some other skills, I don't know if General Qian dares to teach?"

The black-armored man grinned when he heard this, and slowly drew his battle knife, his eyes were cold.

Li Xuanji suddenly took a step, and a circle of strong qi took him as the center of the circle, and swept away, the two of them couldn't bear this invisible qi machine, and they retreated two feet in unison, with a shocked face.