"It's been two days, but how many have you written?"

Zhang Xuezhi asked.

Who knew that Tang Zhongsong didn't answer, and turned his body angrily, blocking his manuscript.

"Why, it's unsightly? Don't you boast that you can reach the top of the list in everything?"

Zhang Xuezhi laughed.

"You can see it, and you can't see it. The main thing is who can see and who can see. ”

Tang Zhongsong said teasingly.

"You kid don't give me nonsense here! You can't write poetry, and I can't find someone! I'm not happy, don't think about it!"

Zhang Xuezhu said impatiently.

In fact, he was anxious every day, but he had no choice but to make such an agreement, and he had to abide by it.

"You are so noisy, but the good article you thought of just now is gone. ”

Tang Zhongsong threw the pen, tilted his feet on the table, and simply picked up.

"How can there be no words and phrases that you have thought of?"

Zhang Xuejiu knew that Tang Zhongsong was playing a scoundrel, but he was helpless.

"Why not? You can't have any food to eat, and you can naturally think of good things. What's more, I still put chopsticks in my mouth when I eat, and then chew and swallow them one by one. And this thought and thought thing is ethereal, and the natural existence and forgetting are also ethereal. ”

Tang Zhongsong spread his hands and said.

"I don't care what happens to you, anyway, after five days, you can't miss an article!"

"It's indispensable, don't you know about me? It's a bear and tiger general on the battlefield, and it's a phoenix when you put pen to paper!"

Tang Zhongsong said.

But Zhang Xuejiu left in a huff after hearing this.

thought that he was a hero, but in the end, he was ruined for the sake of a mantle heir...... But even so, in the face of the pursuit of the altar, his face did not change.

When you kill, you kill, and you can cut it quickly.

In the end, he was cured by the hairy boy Tang Zhongsong.

Tang Zhongsong saw that Zhang Xuexue was gone, so he sat up slowly and sorted out the manuscript paper.

I saw that there was not a single poem on this stack of manuscript paper, and it was all full of maps with various annotations.

It turned out that he took advantage of this time to find out the layout of the palace, the patrol route and time of the Xuan Crow Army, and then recorded it.

Zhang Xuejiu did not go far today. In the past, after beating the soup pine as usual, he left the palace and went to wander the streets.

Although Huo Wang arranged a place for him to live and servants in the palace, he lived there for a day. The high walls are under the fence, but how can he stand it?

But he is obsessed with the collections in Huo Wang's Mansion, but there are indeed many good things that hook him to this library every day. This Huo Wang, but he is meticulous in his treatment of the Library Pavilion. Insect and mildew prevention, fire prevention, but it is the same, all of them are done in all aspects.

In fact, these were just by-products when Huo Wang collected the whereabouts of the Star Sword...... And you can also put on a façade in front of those civil officials and scholars, why not?

But Zhang Xuejiu didn't expect so much, but a copy of the "Sutra" in the library made him particularly unable to extricate himself.

——————

In the palace hall.

The Demon Puppet Drama Master was still smiling and looked at Huo Wang without saying a word.

"What's the matter this time?"

Huo Wang asked calmly.

Sooner or later, he couldn't hide from it, and he had fully accepted the fact.

"Nothing, nothing to do, just trying to find someone to talk to. ”

The Golem Drama Master said.

"I'm lonely. ”

Huo Wang smiled.

He said he was lonely, but why wasn't he?

Look at this empty hall, and look at the great rivers and mountains of this Dingxi royal domain. If you wave your hand, you don't know how many miles you can live and die, but who can really understand your own suffering?

Last time, Ren Yang said that he had the heart of an emperor, which was true. But what Huo Wang wants is by no means like the pleasure of the emperor sitting on the world and all the people beholding. What he wants is the return of the world to one place, his own unique power.

Huo Wang had already calculated in his heart that he didn't know how many times, if he used the power of his own royal domain, he would gather all the star swords and understand the mysteries. Then break the ten thousand laws, cross the immortal bridge, and become a star immortal, I don't know how many years it will take. But in the same way, if you have the five great kings of the world, then no matter how long it takes, this time will increase by at least five times.

Every inch of time is golden, not to mention that he is no longer young.

"Isn't it annoying to drink this every day?"

The Demon Puppet Painter asked, pointing to Huo Wang's red clay wine furnace.

"Here is music, you don't understand ......"

Huo Wang said lightly.

"I want to understand too...... But at least you still have a drink to drink!"

The Golem Drama Master said.

Hearing this, Huo Wang felt that there was something wrong in his heart.

He suddenly wondered if this puppet was just a companion given to him by God because he was too lonely?

Originally, I thought that in addition to swords, I could only be with wine in this life. Wouldn't it be even more poignant when you couldn't even speak about wine on a day when you couldn't say anything?

"Give!"

Huo Wang brought a glass of wine to the color performer.

"If you really want to give me a drink, a glass of wine is not a cause or effect, and I will not leave if it is not worth what you owe me. ”

The Demon Golem said with a smile.

"A glass of wine is a glass of wine. Drinking and talking, talking about things and getting down to business, but where do you get so much truth?"

Huo Wang waved his hand and said.

The puppeteer stopped talking, but took a glass of wine and drank it all.

"Is it good?"

Huo Wang asked.

"Delicious!"

The puppet smacked his lips vigorously, trying to taste the so-called mellow flavor of wine.

"I can feel how you feel when you're drinking. ”

The Golem Drama Master said.

"If it doesn't make you happy, why do you have to keep drinking?"

Huo Wang didn't know how to answer this question, but he found that he was not so jealous and hated of the Demon Puppet Drama Master.

"The world says that you are a puppet who can understand people's hearts, but this is true. But you still don't understand human nature. ”

Huo Wang said as he played with his wine glass.

"Humanity?

"I don't drink, can you know?"

Huo Wang asked.

"I don't know ......"

The Golem Drama Artist looked a little lost.

"I don't know, but it's certainly not going to be better than it is now. I'm still much better than you, though, and at least I know it's not very good. ”

Huo Wang poured all the remaining wine into the furnace and poured out the charcoal fire.

——----------

Jingping Town, next to the blacksmith shop.

The sun was approaching noon.

People's shadows are much shorter.

Liu Ruiying's two fingers slashed across the sword body inch by inch, seven points of intoxication and three points of trembling.

It was as if the sword in his hand was not a sword, but a bathrobe belt of a peerless beauty.

Slowly and slowly pull away, revealing a perfect ketone body.

I believe that no one will think that this process is too long.

On the contrary, it is expected to be slower...... Slow down......

If that were the case, his hands would tremble, for no one could remain calm under such temptations.

On the contrary, Liu Ruiying is not.

He has an empty heart and a steady hand.

It is precisely in this way that you can settle your mood and be energetic.

Finally, his two fingers finished the sword.

The icicle man on the opposite side was also surprisingly quiet, without any unusual movement.

In other words, for the sake of the secret wound in his own body, he is no longer ready to take the initiative, he just wants to see the move, and wait for work.

At this moment, an arrow shot at Liu Rui again.

Jiu Sanban was about to help block with a horizontal sword, but he saw Liu Ruiying closing his eyes and reaching out to sandwich it between his fingers.

"Click"

The arrow broke in half and fell to the ground.

Liu Ruiying slowly opened his eyes.

In the small world on the two poles of yin and yang in the body, the great grandmaster Faxiang who was sitting on the stage of Taishang also slowly got up and opened his eyes.

Suddenly, everyone saw only a flash of sword light.

Rao is wine three and a half of the eyesight did not see what the situation was.

A white silky sword light stabbed towards the Icicle.

The Icicle Man saw that the sword light, cleaner than ice, more changeable than water, pierced from every angle he could think of.

He and he still didn't move.

Because there is only one sword, and there is only one sword light.

But how to keep the truth from the false in this brilliant and rapid sky?

It's right to be the same.

But he was wrong.

The icicle man's attention is all focused on all kinds of weird and tricky angles, even behind his back and under his feet.

But at this time, Liu Ruiying has not changed.

Unchanged can respond to all changes, but how can this unchanged be unchanged?

He is different from Liu Ruiying.

Taking people's money is for the enjoyment of life.

Eliminating disasters with others is a prerequisite for getting money.

Therefore, he could not fight hard, and he did not dare to fight hard...... If the fate is gone, there is no way to enjoy it.

But Liu Ruiying is different.

For his "indomitable" heart to never waver, for his "unity of knowledge and action" state of mind, of course he dares to fight, and he has to fight!

An ordinary sword light stabbed straight up, but it was just outside his defense.

It's different from the previous scorching heat.

This sword was even colder than his frozen power.

The devastating force in the edge made him feel that he could not resist.

He was scared......

The Icicle Man leaned back and quickly backwards with a tap on his toes.

But the sword was sticking to him like an appendage, and no matter how his body changed or how he moved, it was all in vain.

He retreated along the road between the houses, and the ice condensed under his feet, which increased his speed a lot.

Ice armor appeared on his chest, but it was constantly consumed by the sword.

The icicle man had no choice but to glance to the side, but saw that the houses on both sides of the road had shifted backwards several feet away under the general trend driven by Liu Ruiying's sword......

To retreat means timidity, and timidity is a harbinger of surrender.

And surrender is far more terrible than death.

Although a person can only die once, there are countless ways to choose.

A person may surrender many times, but they are all about the same opportunity and have no choice.

In the eyes of the icicle man, the current Liu Ruiying exudes golden light all around him, like a heavenly soldier and a general.

Whether it is the sword or himself, it exudes a vast momentum, this is the power of the Great Grandmaster Law in Liu Ruiying's body!

The momentum rises, rolling up the wind and sand and gravel.

But it made this peaceful town suddenly become more lively.

Unknown people left from under the big trees next to the well, and a sandstorm broke out in the south.

The well water also trembled because of the trembling of the ground, and the water kept "gurgling" outward.

The entire Jingping Town is no different from the ancient battlefield outside the gorge at the moment, and it is full of desolation and slaughter.

Liu Ruiying gently pressed down on the tip of the sword, staring at the throat of the icicle man.

This is the most important and vulnerable part of the human body, but few people think to protect it.

Whether it is windy or snowy, sunny or rainy, it is firmly exposed.

People may cherish their faces more than their hands and nails more than their throats.

But what a great gift this disfigurement and mutilation is compared to death.

The icicle man felt that Liu Ruiying at this moment was not like a person compared to last time.

He couldn't imagine what could have turned such a person so drastically in such a short period of time.

Although the spirit of "Seven Peerless Flame Sword" is extraordinary, after all, the sword technique is a dead thing written and painted in books, and the important thing is the person who cultivates.

"Seven Absolute Flame Sword" is of course very precious, but for so many years, there are countless owners, how come I have never heard of anyone who has become the supreme god Yao Kyushu by this?

Although Liu Ruiying's body was already in tatters, the exposed skin was also scarred.

But under the blessing of the Great Grandmaster's Dharma, he was extremely brilliant in the eyes of the icicle people.

The blade of the sword brought a whistling sound, which had already touched the most tender and tender skin in his throat.

It only takes a little bit of the last to kill him instantly.

However, Liu Ruiying did not do this.

He seemed to enjoy the urgency of the atmosphere.

Finally, the icicle man has no way back.

His back was already attached to an ancient tree next to a well in the middle of town.

But he still didn't want to die, and he hadn't surrendered wholeheartedly.

He knelt down on his knees, and his whole body suddenly folded backwards, fitting the ground as hard as he could.

"Ah......h

The Icicle let out a scream......

At this moment, his legs had broken off from his knees.

The white bones broken in the flesh pierced the clothes, and the blood was exposed.

"Ahh

Liu Ruiying let out a long roar, and the sword pierced straight into the ancient tree, as if there was nothing.

After a while, the ancient tree began to tremble.

Both the old paper and the new leaves all broke and fell to the ground, and then collapsed with a bang......

Even the stone bricks piled up at the mouth of the well were overturned by this sword.

The well water could no longer be controlled, and gushed upwards.

Icicle's eyes were red, his steel teeth were clenched, and a little blood oozed from the corners of his mouth.

"Ice Plug River!"

The icicle man propped his elbows on the ground, and an ice-blue air mass re-condensed on his palms, and then he let out a loud cry and slapped it to the ground.

He remained on his knees because he couldn't get up...... But he didn't want to die yet, so he was determined to fight hard at the moment.

If he said that he didn't dare to fight hard before, it was because he felt that he was far from being between life and death. And now he chooses to work hard, but he wants to die and live.

Although this kind of beauty, the probability of realization is not large. But something is better than nothing. If even this vision is lost, then it is really better to directly puff up your chest and hit Liu Ruiying's sword.

The air mass is in the ground, and there is no abnormal movement at the beginning.

But Liu Ruiying saw that from the place where the two palms of the icicle man were slapped, the earth began to crack piece by piece.

It's not because of the drought, it's because of the cold.

Then, layers of blue cold air emerged from the cracked earth, and large areas of ice crystals gradually condensed in the air.

What kind of harshness is the chill that can freeze even the air?

Liu Ruiying didn't know.

He didn't need to know.

The thousand-year-old tree was cut in half and fell aside.

The well water gushes out like a spring.

One person's legs were broken in reverse, and his bones were dripping.

This scene is really tragic......

It's just that it's still not as magnificent and vast as the ancient battlefield outside the gorge.

However, macro aspirations can only be understood by knowing the general atmosphere and by looking at the micro to understand the true heart.

Liu Ruiying saw the ice Ling coming, so he jumped into the air.

The sword in his hand was no longer as sharp as Fang Cai, but it was much thicker.

The Great Grandmaster Dharma in his body seemed to be extremely disgusted by the ice crystals and the severe cold.

I saw that his tiger body shook on the Taishang stage, and the Taishang star above his head trembled three times in shock.

The starlight fell like raindrops, and the Great Grandmaster Fa Xiang caught all the True Yang Yujing Sword in his hand and jumped off the Taishang stage suddenly, and this small world was also retracted behind him.

Then he stood on the yin and yang poles in Liu Ruiying's dantian and inserted the True Yang Yujing Sword into the center of the two poles.

A mysterious aura wandered in Liu Ruiying's body, hazy and hesitant.

This power traveled along the meridians to Liu Ruiying's right arm, merging with the Xingyuan Sword he was holding.

Liu Ruiying slashed out with a sword, and even the air around his body became thin in an instant, and those ice cubes were even less fearful, scattered like pieces of paper.

Suddenly, the energy and sword light in the sky all came to naught, like Nan Ke's dream......

Only the collapsed wellhead is still spraying water.

Liu Ruiying stood under the water curtain, holding the sword to his chest, watching the underwater crackle and fall on the sword.

He looked at the Icicle Man quietly, and the Icicle Man looked at him very calmly.

Icicle Man's hands have begun to fester.

Fang Cai's final blow was beyond the limits of his body's endurance.

Now, he already knew that he would not survive...... Even if you survive, you're just a wasted person.

"Let's do it. ”

Icicle Man said, closing his eyes.

"Are you afraid of death?"

Liu Ruiying asked rhetorically.

"Don't be afraid!"

The Icicle Man opened his eyes again and roared, crying blood.

"Why close your eyes if you're not afraid?"

Liu Ruiying then asked.

“......”

Icicle Man couldn't answer, just let out a long, rough gasp from his nostrils, and then closed his eyes again.

"Bogulou, yes? I think you can hear good news from me, so I won't kill you. ”

Liu Ruiying looked at him quietly, and then took back the sword and said.

When the icicle man heard this, he immediately vomited a large mouthful of blood, mixed with the still gushing well water, rising into the sky and scattering in all directions.

The sun is already setting in the west.

Crimson blood water, like rain, fell in Jingping Town.

The sad remnant sun, like blood, stained the western sky.

"If you don't kill me, you won't have long to live!hahaha...... Hahahaha!"

Liu Ruiying ignored the barking of the dogs, turned around and walked straight towards the blacksmith shop.

"Are you alright?"

Ou Xiao'e saw that Liu Ruiying's steps were a little erratic, and hurriedly stepped forward to support him and asked.

"It's fine. ”

Liu Ruiying said with a forced smile.

"Goo-dong!"

The third half of the wine came out of nowhere and threw something to Liu Ruiying. But Liu Ruiying didn't borrow it, and fell to the ground and rolled a few times, and it turned out to be a human head.

"The Sharpshooter?"

Liu Ruiying asked.

"It's the archer. ”

The wine three halves said.

The two of them sat and stood together, and the smile grew.

From the beginning of the mouth flirtish, until the hearty laughter.

In the end, even Liu Ruiying, the master he had just worshipped, the rough man blacksmith, joined the camp of inexplicable laughter.

Only Ou Xiao'e herself looked disgusted beside her, cleaning up the broken utensils that had just been knocked over in the battle.

"It's easy to say anything else, what about that tree......"

Liu Ruiying looked at the "masterpiece" she had made, and said with a melancholy expression.

"The tree is fine, the top is gone, and the bottom is still there. As long as the roots do not die, sooner or later there will be a second spring. ”

The rough blacksmith said.

"By the way, if you bury that man under the roots of a tree, maybe it will grow even better in the future!

The rough blacksmith patted his head and said.

As soon as the words fell, he took out a shovel from the shop and was about to do something.

"Hey, hey, master!"

Liu Ruiying hurriedly grabbed him. But I didn't expect this rough man's blacksmith to be so strong, and he almost made Liu Ruiying fall between the pulls.

"What's the matter? I'll wipe your ass, and you still won't buy it! My blacksmith shop hasn't asked you to pay for it yet! I'll go and fertilize it first, and I'll settle it with you when I'm done! This master and apprentice also have to settle accounts, right?"

Liu Ruiying was speechless by the words of the rough man blacksmith.

Where in this world do you come from?

Even if it is between father and son, it is called family inheritance.

Although it is said that one day is a teacher and a father for life, the master is always acquired. These muscles and bones may be connected, but there is no blood at all.

Liu Ruiying looked at the back of him leaving, and knew that he was going to clean up the aftermath for himself, and he also felt a little warm in his heart.

"I don't know what this master's name is, do you know?"

Liu Ruiying asked, but Jiu Sanhan and Ou Xiao'e also shook their heads.

"Why were you stunned before?"

The wine three halves asked.

Liu Ruiying did not answer.

He saw that next to Lao Wang's collapsed house next door, there was an ancestral hall.

Sitting in the east and facing west, the appearance is no different from the dwellings, all of which are made of bluestone. The interior is divided into two rooms by an octagonal stone pillar, and the walls are also made of natural stone slabs, and the upper ends are all three-legged. It is also carved with pigs, cows, and sheep ornaments, as well as many characters.

The single-eaves overhanging gabled roof and slate walls are spliced together, and the houses with left and right sides have no windows and are lit by oil lamps.

At the back is a low stone platform used to hold rituals, on which are placed a lot of iron tools, which seem to be the handiwork of Master Liu Ruiying.

Behind the stone platform is a delicate and elegant mud wall, which is connected by a prismatic stone beam to the low stone platform in front.

The wall was much more ornate than any of the town's doorways.

Portraits are carved on both sides of the walls, as well as on prismatic beams. Most of them are travel pictures of high-grade literati wearing literary uniforms. The scene is magnificent, there are many characters, carriages and horses, and the words "Wufusheng" are engraved next to the main car.

The portraits are mainly line engraving, and a small number of images are also concave engraving.

The lines depicted are strong and concise, and the image is simple and vivid. Although the composition has no obvious boundaries, it appears to be clearly layered up and down.

In the blank space of the picture, there are also a large number of inscriptions on the ancestral hall, poems and songs. From left to right, there are more than a dozen questions on the list alone.

The most prominent place is engraved with a stick title of "Seven Pins Huang Luoyue". In addition, there are two "six-pint red silk stars", a "five-pint purple satin", and countless "four-pint green brocade mountains".

"This is the most important place in Jingping Town, as long as it doesn't affect here, it doesn't matter if you make a fuss. ”

The rough blacksmith had returned at some point, and pointed to the ancestral hall and explained.

"Whose ancestral hall is this?"

Liu Ruiying asked.

"It doesn't belong to anyone. However, all the scholars who pass through Jingping Town to Bogulou will go to pay a visit and sit in it for half a day. It is impossible to know who started first, but then it became a tacit convention. No, there are still many people who go to Bogulou and come back to write a list after becoming famous. And the people under the four grades are embarrassed to write. ”

The rough blacksmith said.

Liu Ruiying wanted to walk in and take a look, but he stopped him again.

"Nothing to look at, nothing to look at...... It's just a bunch of sour and sour boasting, and it's not worth such a long past. ”

Liu Ruiying felt very puzzled, because this ancestral hall was only a few dozen steps away from the place where they stood.

But the more he was not allowed to look at it, the more it aroused the curiosity in his body.

But before he could make a move, the third half of the wine ran over first...... It seems that there is a hidden wine in the ancestral hall.