Volume 1: The Immortal Chapter 17: Draw the Sword and Try It
Under the warm sunshine, a red red butterfly fluttered, and Zhao Wan'er stood in the crowd with a long sword at her waist and a bright face, beautiful and moving!
"Is that you?" Li Xuanji was slightly surprised.
Zhao Wan'er excitedly circled around Li Xuanji, and stared at the young man in front of her with peach blossom eyes and said resentfully: "Childe, do you know that you make the slave family wait so hard." β
Hearing this, Li Xuanji took a step back contrivedly, his face was full of horror, and the white jade folding fan in his hand trembled and pointed at the girl in front of him: "Girl, please respect yourself, although the girl you gave birth to the sinking fish and geese closed the moon and shy flowers, but if Xiao Sheng remembers correctly, he only has a one-sided relationship with the girl!"
Looking at the pretend posture of the handsome boy in front of him, who didn't care about the image at all, Zhao Wan'er's eyes were full of autumn waves and smiled: "Hmph, the slave family doesn't like to listen to the son's rhetoric at all!" But the eyebrows curved like willow leaves deeply betrayed the master's heart.
I saw that Li Xuanji, who was still like a swinger just now, instantly recovered the appearance of a young man, and said with a deep face: "Xiaosheng has only told the truth since he was born, and he is not a person who is like a clever disciple, and he is known as 'honest and reliable Xiaolangjun'!"
This is true, after all, this little prince of the General's Mansion has not had time to say a few words since he was born.
Zhao Wan'er, who was dressed in red, suddenly waved her wide sleeves to cover her slightly red face, and her apricot lips opened slightly: "Even if you are a disciple, the slave family will recognize you!"
The first time she learned from her father that the young man was actually the little son of the General's Mansion, Zhao Wan'er was really lost for a long time, thinking that the two of them were passers-by from then on. If he is the kind of character who is high up and is not close to others, with the family of the two of them, he will not mess around, maybe forgetting about the rivers and lakes is the best choice.
Knowing his daughter Mo Ruo's father, how could Zhao Bowen not know his daughter's careful thoughts, since ancient times, love words have been the most hurtful, but the general's mansion is not the Zhao family's saying that Gao Pan can climb high, so that his daughter can recognize the reality by herself, it is always better than worrying about it every day with fantasies.
"What did the girl say?" Li Xuanji asked curiously, looking at the strange behavior of the girl in front of him.
Zhao Wan'er took off the long sword at her waist and said shyly, "Do you want to see the slave family dance sword?"
The narrow tassel hanging from the delicate sword makes a pleasant jingle sound, which is breathtaking.
Li Xuanji's new house seemed to have been hit by a deer, but he still had something to do today, and said regretfully: "Next time!
How did Li Xuanji know that in this feudal society, a woman took the initiative to say what kind of courage it took to dance a sword to a strange man who had just met both sides!
Zhao Wan'er silently put away the same red long sword, lowered her head and pouted, "Hmph, next time, next time." β
Seeing that Zhao Wan'er was so playful and cute, Li Xuanji pulled the corners of his mouth and chuckled: "That little student will retire first." β
Zhao Wan'er hurriedly raised her head and saw that he really said that he would leave, so she couldn't help but hurriedly chase after two steps and asked, "Slave Zhao Wan'er, I don't know who the son's surname is, and how old is it?"
Our 'honest and reliable little Langjun' turned around and opened the folding fan in his hand with a "snap", and a gentle voice floated from afar: "This son's line will not change his name, sit or change his surname, Li Xuanji is also, five out of ten this year!"
Zhao Wan'er, who had long been carried away by admiration, still remembered what her father had said, just staring at the dashing young man who had left and muttering: "Fifteen years old, just two years older than me, it seems that he is also a little taller, a little taller than me." Seeing that the figure of the young man in the green shirt was getting farther and farther away, he finally mustered up the courage to shout: "The son is two years older than the slave family, and he will call you brother in the future!"
The teenager in the crowd didn't look back, just waved the folding fan in his hand lightly....
Zhao Wan'er, who was satisfied, gently stroked the saber that accompanied her day and night, and thought to herself, next time, she couldn't let him slip away so easily. When he raised his head and was about to go home, he saw a weakly dressed man walking towards him.
Zhao Wan'er frowned slightly, her expression was instantly as cold as ice, and the long sword in her hand tapped at the young man, which frightened the person to stand on the spot, and turned around and left with a cold snort in his mouth....
As the largest academy in Nanlu Prefecture, Nanlu Academy is located in the north of the city, and is built next to the cold mountain that extends in, its reputation can be ranked among the top three in the entire Celestial Empire, and the "Taibai Academy" is equally famous, in recent years, the important ministers of the dynasty from the academy have reached dozens of people, and other local officials, show talents, and are like countless carp across the river, and the real peach and plum are all over the world.
Thirty years ago, some people walked out of it, stirring up the changes in the rivers and lakes, and all kinds of hermits and masters came out of the mountains one after another, and ushered in a prosperous scene that was rare in a hundred years.
At the gate of the mountain, the son of the day personally wrote the four words "Nanlu Academy", which is vigorous and powerful, for people to admire.
On the left and right is a couplet written by the current head of the academy, "The world strives to enter the world, and I am happy to open the mountain", so the students who came out of Nanlu Academy, whether they are officials in the court or hidden dragons in the opposition, have a free and easy atmosphere.
The academy spent a lot of manpower and material resources to bring spring water from the mountains into the hospital, and the forests were deep and the streams were murmuring.
Among them, "Listening to the Spring Flow", "Cactus", "Asking the Pavilion" and "Mountain Ghost Cliff" are the four wonders of the world that are regarded as holy places by scholars, and are famous all over the world.
Li Xuanji stood at the gate of the academy, looking up at the few big characters written by the emperor of the world himself, his eyes flickering.
The words above the gatehouse emanated a faint golden light in his eyes, and there was a faint sense of invisible oppression coming to his face.
In fact, he didn't know his current physical condition, since he entered the realm of "Huaqi", which was beyond the reach of thousands of cultivators, he had already drawn a clear line with ordinary people, and he would naturally be able to come into contact with some more magical things in this world.
While pondering the source of this strange phenomenon, a carriage stopped beside Li Xuanji, and a young man dressed in black with an ancient sword in his hand walked down.
As soon as the black-clothed young man got off the carriage, he found the young man in green shirt standing in front of him, and when he saw that the young man was looking at the plaque, he also looked up, chuckled, took two steps closer, patted the man's arm with the ancient sword in his hand, and said, "Hey! People who are not from the academy are forbidden to stay at the gate of the academy, leave quickly!"
Li Xuanji, who had already noticed it, didn't care, glanced at the arrogant black-clothed young man, and didn't make a sound.
But I saw the young man in black walk up to him and look up and down, and asked with a little doubt: "Is it you? We have met in a martial arts competition, and I heard my father say that you are the little prince of the General's Mansion?"
was blocked from view, Li Xuanji had no choice but to withdraw his gaze and stare at the young man in front of him, and his tone was cold: "Do you have something?"
The young man named Su Bai, who liked to wear black clothes, withdrew the ancient sword in his hand and arched his hand: "In Xia Su Bai, I have seen the little boy, I don't know what the little boy is doing when he comes to the academy today?"
Li Xuanji was no longer in the mood to read the words, he folded the fan in his hand, thinking that it was the first time he had come to the academy, and seeing that this person should also be a student of the academy, he asked, "Do you know where my sister Li Xuanying lives in the academy?"
"Oh, if you ask Senior Sister Li where she lives in the academy, everyone knows that Senior Sister has injured several people one after another since she entered the academy, and now she lives alone in the 'Mountain Ghost Cliff'. Su Bai's face was fascinated, and his tone was full of admiration, those people were the best among the young generation of martial arts practitioners in the academy, among them there were many demons who reached the grandmaster at a young age, and several old monsters in the academy were not only angry, but made an exception to allow Senior Sister Li to cultivate in the mountain ghost cliff, and occupied one of the four views of the academy alone!
Who would have thought that the mountain ghost cliff would rise because of this, faintly overpowering several other scenes, and Li Xuanying was privately called "Mr. Mountain Ghost".
It is worthy of being the eldest sister, she is so domineering everywhere! Li Xuanji thought in his heart, with a little smile on his face, and said unintentionally: "I'm going to find my eldest sister, I don't know the place well, bother Brother Su to show my son a way?"
Hearing the word "Brother Su", Su Bai's cheeks twitched a little, it was too easy to think of those half-exposed prostitutes in the Qinglou Goolan Fence, so he had no choice but to nod: "Willing to serve!"
The two entered the academy one after the other.
Mountain Ghost Cliff, as the name suggests, is on the side of a cliff in the middle of the academy, alienated from other buildings, and the environment is quiet.
Along the way, Su Bai introduced the scenery in the academy to Li Xuanji, and his tone gradually became arrogant, as if it was his own home.
Li Xuanji didn't pay attention to it, he just wanted to see the eldest sister soon, and he only felt naΓ―ve and ridiculous for this kind of child-like show-off.
Passing through the layers of buildings, the two turned into a sheep intestine path, on both sides of the path are lined with green bamboos, colorful wildflowers are hidden in it, and from time to time there are small beasts in the mountains that appear and disappear, and the birds are singing unnoticed, full of life.
After walking for about two quarters of an hour, the two walked out of the bamboo forest, and their eyes suddenly opened up.
I saw countless dense wildflowers spread all over the ground, as far as the eye can see, the fragrance of flowers is like dense blowing in the face, making people smell intoxicated, these flowers are shining in the spring sun, thousands of purples and thousands of reds swaying with the wind.
At first glance, Li Xuanji was a little stunned.
Seeing this, Su Bai next to him hooked the corners of his mouth contemptuously, and it was indeed a straw bag! He immediately deliberately spoke: "I heard that a few days ago, the little prince led the armor soldiers to kill all the people in the Han family, including Han Yulong, a ruthless person in the realm of the great grandmaster, who is worthy of being a person from the General's Mansion, and his majesty is tight! I have been yearning for it for a long time, and now I see that it is really worthy of its reputation!"
Li Xuanji couldn't hear the sarcasm in his mouth, slapped Su Bai's head with the folding fan in his hand, made a "snap" sound, stared at Su Bai's stiff face and smiled: "That's natural!" turned around and laughed, raised his feet and walked into the sea of flowers.
Behind him, Su Bai's face was uncertain, his right hand holding the sword trembled slightly, and the wild flowers around him seemed to be blown by the wind, sending out ripples.
The eldest sister, who had already seen the sword practice in the depths of the sea of flowers, was about to say hello, but he noticed the strong wind behind him, turned around suddenly, and stared at Su Bai who was slowly walking towards him. Presumably, this person must have cultivated superior swordsmanship, and ordinary junior grandmasters do not have such power.
"Since the little boy can even win the great grandmaster, I am happy to see the hunt in the next place, and I have a discussion with the little boy, I don't know if the little boy dares to appreciate his face?" Su Bai said word by word holding the ancient sword in his hand.
Li Xuanji smiled dumbly when he heard this, and gently shook the folding fan in his hand: "If you are not afraid of death, you draw your sword and try." β
Su Bai, who was ten zhang away, stood still, with a look of disdain: "What's the matter, could it be that the little boy wants to bring a large group of people to my academy to present his majesty?" Not to mention how many armor soldiers the little boy can bring, only to say a few words written by His Majesty at the gate, the little boy will not really think that he just can take it, right?"
Li Xuanying, who was concentrating on cultivation in the distance, was pulled by the qi machine here, and had to wake up from the realm of self-forgetfulness, and brutally suppressed the inexplicable irritable internal force in his body in recent days, and looked back, furious, and unstable!
Seeing a streamer rising from the ground in the distance, jumping over Li Xuanji's head with the sound of the wind and coming towards him, Su Bai was shocked and found that Li Xuanying was holding a long sword and stabbing straight at him, the dark green sword was like a spirit snake spitting letters, and the cold air was pressing.
Su Bai was just about to draw his sword to deal with it, but when he saw Li Xuanying, who was menacing and approaching, suddenly a mouthful of blood spurted out, the long sword in his hand fell to the ground, and the whole person was so soft that he was about to look forward, when an indescribable, extremely dangerous feeling rose from his heart, making people's hairs stand on end, and he was about to retreat in a hurry, his body seemed to have been hit by a boulder, and he unconsciously slipped backwards for seven or eight feet before he barely stopped, kneeling on one knee, and blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.
The frightened Su Bai couldn't wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked up, only to see that the man was half-squatting and hugging Senior Sister Li silently.
Su Bai frowned, wiped it with his sleeve, stood up and was about to lift his sword forward, when he heard the little prince of the General's Mansion on the opposite side say coldly to him: "Get out!"
Su Bai really retreated again and again, retreating straight to the edge of the sea of flowers, and the ancient sword in his hand didn't even have the courage to unsheath.