After listening to the words of scholar Liang Jing.

Li Zijin also watched this martial arts competition, which is indeed much more interesting than asking for sword walking.

Just talking about the fighting methods of the monks on both sides is extremely interesting.

is not limited to the single question of the sword, in the martial arts competition, there are martial artists fighting martial arts, and there are martial artists fighting qi practitioners.

There are demon cultivators fighting the human race, the demon race fighting the demon race, and the human race fighting the human race.

Whether it is the fighting method between the qi refiner and the qi refiner, watching them induce the water method and fire method, the magic methods are endless, and the magic methods are flying around in the sky, a gorgeous and colorful picture.

Or the exchange of fists and feet between martial arts and martial arts, watching him shatter his clothes, bare-chested, and punch and leg in the most unpretentious offensive way, all of them are like copper skin and iron bones, and use the most crude and primitive way to divide the victory and defeat, which is a picture of blood and sweat.

Demon monks, love to show up after the shape of the fight, eagle to catch snakes, birds to catch fish, snakes to swallow rats, rats to eat insects.

There are also those who are good at fighting wits and shoot tigers, trees and stones, but after all, they are a minority.

Several kinds of side doors and left roads, also showing their own magical powers, Li Zijin was eye-opening and amazed.

The girl Hongshao, who doesn't know any magical powers, just thinks that watching the magic weapons that shine with rare colors collide, watching the two qi refiners, setting fire to the wood, and pouring water on the fire, and then covering the water with soil.

The road is one foot high, the magic is one foot high, one thing descends one thing, and the girl can't close her mouth, and her neck is about to break.

Liang Jing is more not in the stands, but under the stands.

As one of the top ten talents of the Daxuan Dynasty, he is not famous in the entire Fuyao world, but he is still a little popular, for example, just now there are two daughters who are also from a famous family in Canggeng Prefecture, and the daughter of the scholarly family also happened to come to watch the grand event of the Snow Festival, and was enshrined and protected by the house, so it was inconvenient to get up, so he could only turn his head and look at the scholar from afar, with a smile in his eyes, and nodded to him.

And Liang Jing was polite, so he naturally wanted to return the smile, so that the two of them had greeted each other.

Li Zijin glanced at the two women with their own merits, a small jasper, sitting in a precarious position, facing the sky, when he looked at Liang Jing, he was still a little shy and shy, and after greeting Liang Jing, he only dared to sneak a glance here from the corner of his eye.

Another woman, a little older, looked about two or three years older than Li Zijin, but one or two years younger than Liang Jing, with a moth head and eyebrows, smiling smartly, when looking at this, she smiled confidently, pulled her hair up and knotted it at the top, and then rolled it into a double knife to show the momentum, with a double knife bun and a bright red pattern in the center of the eyebrows, which was quite charming.

Li Zijin smiled: "Liang Gongzi's peach blossom luck is good. ”

Liang Jing glanced at Hong Shao beside Li Zijin, and then looked at the black-clothed girl who "happened" to be sitting nearby, intentionally or unintentionally.

The girl in black often turned her head quietly, looked at Li Zijin's side, frowned slightly, looking at that expression, it was difficult to say what kind of relationship the two were, in short, it was extremely subtle.

Liang Jing "tooth for tooth" said: "Each other." But Brother Zijin is still a little more powerful, when I was Brother Zijin's age, I only knew how to deal with sage articles in the study, far inferior to you, far inferior to you, haha. ”

Li Zijin stopped talking, after all, this Liang Gongzi could contact Yunxia Mountain at any time, and he wondered if he should ask Liang Jing for a way to send a message to Yunxia Mountain's flying sword.

After all, the young man had heard about the flying sword for quite some time, and he was also on the Kunpeng ferry, and he saw with his own eyes that there was a flying sword as small as a dagger, but the speed was as fast as thunder, and it flew by the Kunpeng ferry in the blink of an eye, but he had never tried it, and he was not allowed to enter the door.

At this moment, Liang Jing, a well-versed scholar and a scholar, is one of the top ten talents of the Great Xuan, and he is beside him, not asking in vain.

Li Zijin coughed, and said, "Liang Gongzi, if I want to use the flying sword to send a message to Yunxia Mountain, how should I start?"

The scholar in a Confucian shirt didn't think about it, so he gave an answer, "Find Feijian Hall." ”

Looks like he knows what to do?

Li Zijin asked again: "And then?"

Liang Jing thought about it this time, and felt that he said too much in one breath, and his brother Jin couldn't remember it, so he raised his sleeve lightly, and a blank piece of paper flew out of his sleeve.

The scholar's mind moved slightly, without pen and ink, on the white paper, a large paragraph of text appeared on its own, and the girl Hongshao was dumbfounded.

Although Li Zijin was also a little surprised, he was still able to stay calm, after all, the young man knew that this Liang Gongzi was the great monk of the Yuan Infant Realm, walking on the waves, hurrying against the wind, and putting the finishing touch, not to mention the magical powers of this kind of text.

After a large paragraph of text appeared on the blank paper, scholar Liang Jing handed the paper to Li Zijin, and added "notes" for the boy in words, telling some key points.

"Flying Sword Hall, whether it is a secular dynasty or an immortal sect on the mountain, there will basically be one, there is no threshold, and it is also a tool that can make a profit for the immortal sect on the mountain or the secular dynasty, the farther away the person or location that needs the flying sword to transmit the message, the more expensive the fee, for example, if you plan to transmit the flying sword from Taoyao Prefecture to Yunxia Mountain, you have to spend at least one or two small full money. ”

"If you want to carry some additional items with the flying sword in addition to the letter, then the price will be doubled, and it depends on what kind of object you need to carry with the flying sword, how heavy it is, and what the rank is, because those flying swords often have something inside, but the capacity is different. ”

"Some flying swords have a small capacity and can only accommodate some small objects, such as teacups and wine bottles, and some flying swords have high rank and large capacity, so they can be loaded with weapons such as swords, guns, swords, halberds or fairy robes, and then they have to carry larger things, which is not something that ordinary flying swords can do. ”

"Only some of the mountain immortal sects of the people who hold the bull's ears in one state, the flying sword hall of their sect can get a flying sword of extremely high quality, which can accommodate a room, or even a larger object, but the cost is not just calculated in terms of small full money, the starting point is frost money, and even worse, it may cost a sting money. ”

After hearing this, Li Zijin nodded again and again, but he was puzzled by anything, so he asked: "But Liang Gongzi, how did those messenger flying swords find those recipients or places to receive letters?"

Liang Jing smiled, feeling that the young man had asked the point, and he didn't say much, just spread his palms and spoke with facts.

The palm of his hand manifested a familiar scene of Li Zijin, the glow was filled, and the waterfall was flowing backwards.

That is the unique scenery of Yunxia Mountain, the whole world, this is the only one!

The young man in the green shirt said in surprise: "It's Yunxia Mountain! How did you do it?!"

Liang Jing nodded and said: "Actually, there is nothing magical, the major secular dynasties and the immortal sects on the mountain have their own landscape arrays to protect them, and those landscape arrays will also be responsible for intercepting or accepting the messenger flying sword, just one mantra, each sect is different, but as long as you are in the Flying Sword Hall, the message flying sword silently recites the mantra, and the flying sword will send the letter to arrive accurately." At this time, above the clouds of the sleepless mountain, there are hundreds of flying swords, coming and going in a hurry, and their destinations are all over Kyushu. ”

Li Zijin couldn't wait to write a letter to Yunxia Mountain, and he hurriedly asked, "Liang Gongzi, what is the mantra of Yunxia Mountain?"

Liang Jing put his index finger and middle finger together in a mysterious way, used his finger as a sword in the air, and wrote a few words in fiction.

The boy suddenly realized and was eager to try.

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The competition is over, today's Guanghan reward, Liang Jing said that he would not accompany the two to see it again, and wanted to go back to Langyu Xiaozhu to practice calligraphy and painting.

Li Zijin is not reluctant, the elegance of the literati, the teenager does not understand very much, after all, he has eaten a few books, but it does not mean that he is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, he has so far, for these romantic and elegant things, he is still in the layman stage, neither idle nor interested in contacting these.

Originally, it would take half a day to practice swords, but today he is still in the library, and he gave the barefoot old man a mouthful of martial arts true anger.

The young man is entangled now, a breath of true anger, practice or not?

Don't practice idle, don't feel lost?

If you practice, you really don't have much time to rest.

Li Zijin thought about it, and felt that it was better to let it go first, and then go to deliver wine to the old man tomorrow, and ask him if he was practicing the true qi of martial arts in his body, whether he practiced or not, if he wanted to practice, how should he practice, and after practicing boxing, would it affect the practice of swords?

How could he have an answer just by thinking about it?

Dressed in a green shirt, and the white-clothed girl with the hosta, after stepping into the moon cave together, I saw five people, all of whom happened to be standing on the city wall, and at this end of the enchantment, it seemed that they were waiting for someone.

Two on the left.

The girl in black is heroic and sassy tomorrow night, with black and white swords crossed behind her, one long and one short, one is always a song, one is one is wrong.

The white-haired old woman was on crutches and slightly hunched, standing behind the girl Ming Ye, looking very good.

Two on the right.

Cangyun Sword Sect Qi Changsheng, holding a long sword in his hand, a high hairpin tied his hair, looked at Li Zijin and the girl Hong Shao with a smile, and smiled gently.

The little junior brother of the Cangyun Sword Sect, Ding Yu. The left and right sides of his waist each carried a long sword, and the girl in black walked the same path with two swords tomorrow night, but with one heavy skill and one gravity.

In the middle of the four people on the left and right, there is a woman with a flowing temperament, wearing a white tulle, a long blue dress, no hairpins, no earrings, and no decoration that any mountain woman loves.

Fat-free powder, no makeup.

There is no need for any makeup, and if the woman does not take off the veil, she is already out of the dust and beautiful, and she is like a fairy.

The body is lightly fragrant and refreshing.

Women's Sword Immortal Cloud Dream.

It is a woman who feels that Li Zijin's strength realm is closest to that of Tang Yin, the sect master of Yunxia Mountain.

The five of them stood side by side, looking at the young girl who had just stepped in.

The girl Hongshao, seeing that they were menacing, couldn't help but take a step behind her senior brother, and Li Zijin also happened to cover her behind her, blocking the sight of so many twins for her.

"How many people are?"

It's not that Li Zijin wants to ask, it's really the people in front of him who blocked the way of the young man, and it seems that he doesn't mean to get out of the way.

Although he couldn't understand why the group of people in the Ming Night was so close to the senior brothers of the Cangyun Sword Sect.

When the young man asked this, he clearly looked at the girl in black and said it to the night.

Among the five people, the person who answered loudly was the female sword immortal Yunmeng who was in the middle.

That veil could only cover half of Yun Meng's face, but it still revealed the stunning color of half of his face.

Her eyebrows were like distant mountains and daisies, her eyes were like autumn water, and she chuckled: "Li Zijin, are you interested, into the picture scroll Xiaodongtian?"