The Great Yan Kingdom is 100,000 miles away from the Sword Spirit Sect, at the junction of the Confucian and Taoist families in Zhongzhou and Dongsheng Shenzhou, and is influenced by the two concepts, and the folk customs are changeable.

The people in the north near the middle continent are open, and most people are dedicated to the Tao, praying to the gods and gods.

The folk customs in the south are relatively restrained, with heavy etiquette, more red tape, and more students.

Li Yan replied to Ronghui about the situation of Dayan, "Dayan's political center is in the north, the economic center is in the south, the officials in the north and the south do not like each other, there are many factions in the imperial court, anyway, it is very troublesome, and every time you go to the court, it is almost like a quarrel." ”

Rong Hui, who was writing at the desk, said lightly: "I don't interfere in the dispute between mortal emperors and generals, nor do I enter any dynasty, let alone name a national teacher, you don't have to tell me these things." ”

Rong Hui stopped writing, she looked at the floating clouds outside the window and asked, "Your father's birthday is approaching, are you ready for a birthday gift?"

Rong Hui prepared a gift for the father of the little apprentice.

She is good at compiling sword books, swordsmanship and mental techniques.

Li Xiang was born in the house of Zhong Ming Ding Food, and it was obviously not suitable to fight and kill, so Rong Hui prepared a few jade pendants and basic ancient books containing spiritual power.

"Ready. Li Yan showed off the jade pendant, "The treasure that has been saved for more than ten years can finally be put to use." ”

What Li Yanhui prepared was not precious to the monk.

But for mortals, it is indeed a rare treasure that is hard to find.

Since you want to cut off the thoughts of dust, you can't dry up the luck of mortals.

Li Yan pressed back for a long time before he pressed down and prayed for the pill to prolong his life.

"I'll see. ”

With a wave of Rong Hui's hand, the golden spiritual power flashed, and the things in Li Yanhui's jade pendant were "jingling" on the table.

""Parenting Classics in the Immortal Cultivation World", "A Thousand Years of Secrets of the Sword Spirit Sect", "I Really Don't Want to Cultivate Immortals", ......"

Rong Hui looked at a large stack of books, and his brain hurt.

Rong Hui said in disgust: "This is the gift you prepared for your father?"

"My father is good at reading, especially wild history, gossip or something. Li Yanhui stretched out his hand, threw the things into the space jade pendant, and said with a smile: "The old man is retired, and he spends his days planting flowers, fishing, and yo-yo birds all day long, and these spiritual foods are the most suitable for him." ”

A letter from his family said that Li Xiang was old and his eyes were not good.

Li Yan got a few reading glasses back, and by the way, he brought some elixirs for eye diseases, and he was reluctant to let his father suffer.

"It's like this, I'm ashamed to say it. Rong Hui rubbed his swollen temples, physically and mentally exhausted, "Zhangfeng Lingyu is in your hands, go to the treasury to pick out some decent gifts, glass cups, night pearls, what ancient spirit jade take a few pieces, gold and silver to carry a few boxes, pearl agate is something outside the body for me and other monks, take it together." ”

There are countless treasures in the treasury of the Ethereal Peak, all of which are the collections of the previous peak masters.

Li Yanhui has a very sense of crisis, over the years, he has been working on the Ethereal Peak, and he has followed the most profitable Wang Shi and Xuanji to make small inventions, and he has obtained a lot of treasures, and the most is money.

Because there are too many, I simply split out a space dedicated to square gold and silver jewelry, antique jade and so on.

These things have no aura, and are dispensable to monks.

Li Yan smiled back and said, "Master, then you're welcome." ”

In addition to those few pleasant reading things, Li Yanhui prepared a large box of precious ancient books for his father, and drew a map of Zhongzhou, which can be regarded as a blessing for future generations.

With a noble background, Li Yan is not short of money when he goes home.

"Master, is the master going to Dayan or taking a soft sedan chair?"

Li Yanhui didn't have any ideas, as long as he was comfortable serving his master.

Rong Hui smiled: "You arrange, I don't want to be too tired." ”

Li Yanhui returned to his dormitory with a smile and wrote a letter to his father.

"The master is happy to be luxurious, coming to Dayan, the father must greet him with the highest courtesy, the chariot is mainly gold and gorgeous, the person who greets him has a good appearance, the etiquette is thoughtful, and he cannot make a loud noise, and the son will set off in three days, hoping that his father will be healthy. ”

Li Yanhui tied the letter to the crane body, and he stood on the cliff of the back mountain looking at his hometown in the distance, his evil eyes full of anticipation and smiles.

After being away from home for more than ten years, although he writes letters to his family every once in a while, he still can't let go of his elderly father and mother, as well as the younger generations in the family.

"I haven't seen you for many years, and I don't know what those little girls and young men have become. ”

The clouds on the Liuyun Peak are beautiful, the golden light is rolling red, the rui qi is spraying purple mist, and the golden light of the ethereal palace floating in the air is dazzling.

Li Yanhui looked at his master's palace, thinking in his heart that if his father and mother could come and take a look, it would be great to take a day trip to the immortal cultivation world.

It's a pity that the immortal cultivation world has the rules of the immortal cultivation world.

A disciple of the Sword Spirit Sect once received the grace of the head of the sect and allowed his family to take a day trip to the Sword Spirit Sect.

After the mortals came up, they indulged in the glorious illusion of the immortal cultivation world, and in order to stay in the immortal cultivation realm and cooperate with other sects, they eventually caused a catastrophe.

Since then, the Sword Spirit Sect has established that those who are not disciples of the Sword Spirit Sect, or who have obtained the Sword Spirit Sect token, are not allowed to enter the Sword Spirit Sect.

The above incident is just a small probability event, but it has sounded the alarm for the immortal cultivation world.

The only obsession of mortals is that monks can live forever and stay young forever.

Lively and interesting are far less than mortal.

In the longer years, many monks have become numb, dedicated to the Tao, dedicated to cultivating to become immortals, and their lives have been cold.

Li Yanhui was a little glad that the Sword Spirit Sect was not like other sects with strict rules, it was very free here.

In the evening, the news that Li Yanhui was going home to visit relatives was known to everyone.

Rong Hui wrote a plan for the day, she sat in front of the white jade table, and Nephrite gave her a massage intimately, "Why don't you eat?"

Nephrite is a sword spirit and does not need to eat.

However, cooking is required!

Wang Hongyu held the bowl and glanced at Rong Hui, "Fifth Elder, Yan Hui wants to go home to visit relatives." ”

"I know what you're going to say. Rong Hui saw through what he was thinking at a glance, "I don't take children." ”

I've been tired of bringing a baby recently.

Rong Hui wanted to rest and relax.

These years have been tight, not life at all, either in the secret realm or on the way to the secret realm, Rong Hui is very tired.

When he was in the Ethereal Fantasy Mansion, Rong Hui was dedicated to retreat, and he lived in a house for many years, never worrying about these things.

"It's okay, it's okay. Li Yan returned a piece of pork ribs to the depressed Wang Hongyu, "I'll take my brother, it's interesting enough!"

Wang Hongyu gave a thumbs up, "Good job, go to Qiongzhou, I'll accompany you to catch the sea!"

Wang Hongyu is just afraid of loneliness.

In the entire Sword Spirit Sect, there are only a handful of people who can talk to him.

The Five Elders are reliable.

The five elders are not easy to get close to during non-combat time.

It's better for Li Yan to come back.

Three days later, Rong Hui and his entourage set off for Dayan.

Li Yanhui's space jade perry had a few more gifts from Fu Yu and Bai Xingyi.

Purple spiritual power flashed.

A glittering soft sedan appeared in the air.

It is carved with a delicate cloud palace map, the curtain is woven from thousand-year-old ice silk, and the silver-white tassels hang around.

The top of the palanquin is as magnificent as the canopy of the palace.

In the center is a large fist-sized diamond, which shines brightly in the sun.

Rong Hui is wearing a light-colored Liuxian skirt, but the elegance is a little more dusty, giving people a sense of distance.

The wide skirt is elegant and luxurious.

The black jade-like green silk is simply rolled into a flying fairy bun, and a few full and round pearls are embellished in the hair at will, making the cloud-like hair more soft and moisturized.

The beautiful eyes are full of brilliance, and there is a light smile between the red lips.

Dozens of disciples with delicate eyebrows stood behind Rong Hui in Sword Spirit Sect costumes, and the fairy swords in their hands were shining, very magnificent.

Li Yanhui and Wang Hongyu stood at the front, waiting for Rong Hui to enter the soft sedan chair and the sword led the way.

Rong Hui sat leisurely in the soft sedan chair, the wind gently blew the gauze curtain, revealing the splendid rivers and mountains under the clouds, the farmers working in the fields, the vendors shouting in the market, the pedestrians coming and going, and the smoke curling not far away, everywhere was the breath of life.

Along the way, Li Yanhui was worried that the master would make a big move on a whim, until the time when it was about to Dayan, the master was safe.

Dayan, Temple of Heaven.

The subjects of Dayan, who had been waiting for a day at the altar of the Heavenly Sacrifice Divine Altar, finally ushered in the Sword Spirit Sect, one of the six major sects of Central Continent, on the eve of the dissipation of the glow.

In the brilliant glow, everyone suddenly heard a dragon chant and a phoenix roar, and they all looked up at the sky.

I saw a gorgeous sedan chair with brilliant brilliance coming out.

Dozens of disciples on both sides of the sedan chair with clear eyebrows stepped on the fairy sword and came to the sword, the crane cried, the hundred birds returning to the forest suddenly rose to the sky, flying around the sedan chair, the auspicious clouds gently wrapped the sedan chair, the immortal weapon was slim, the rui qi was thousand, and the spectacular scene opened the eyes of the subjects of the Son of Heaven of the Great Yan Kingdom.

Standing at the front of the sedan chair are two handsome young men.

A thin and handsome, with long and narrow phoenix eyes, a trace of evil aura flying out of his black eyes, and the fairy sword under his feet was sharp and compelling, and he faintly saw the flow of electricity.

A face like a crown of jade, arrogant eyes condescendingly look at everyone, what civil and military officials, royal relatives and nobles seem to be wild flowers and weeds everywhere on the roadside in his eyes, not worth mentioning, disdainful.

"The Empress of Dayan, Jiang Yuxie, the civil and military officials, paid homage to the five elders of the Sword Spirit Sect, and the five elders came here, which is the blessing of the people of my Dayan. ”

The steady and majestic voice pierced through the clouds and drilled into Rong Hui's ears.

The breeze lifted the tassel curtain woven of pearls, revealing Rong Hui's face as white as jade.

In an instant, the wind and clouds stopped.

The civil and military officials of Dayan looked at Rong Hui, who looked no more than seventeen or eighteen years old, and his eyes were straight.

The beauty of Dayan is fat and thin, and each has its own merits.

Cold, gentle, lovely, delicate, heroic, feminine, delicate......

I have never seen a person like Rong Hui who makes people blush and have a heart beating faster at a glance, her extremely aggressive beauty is like a sharp sword piercing into everyone's heart, deeply rooted in the mind, engraved in the soul, as long as she speaks, even the world can give it up.

Rong Hui's cold gaze collided with Empress Jiang Yu in the air.

Jiang Yu's heart trembled, staring at her eyes crushed by this pair of ice, she had a sense of panic like an abyss and a cold like falling into an ice cave, her heart seemed to be pressed against hundreds of Mount Tai, and the heaviness and suffocation that made people shout came one after another, she was very similar to bowing her head and admitting defeat, but she couldn't lose, behind her was the civil and military officials of Dayan, and the people of the entire Dayan, she couldn't be timid or retreat.

Rong Hui looked at the empress's firm and fearless gaze, raised his eyebrows, and said slowly, "Hmm." ”

As soon as the voice fell, Rong Hui and the others landed.

The sedan chair and the crane disappeared at the same time, and the birds returned to the forest.

Li Yan looked back at La's father among the civil and military officials.

His father's frost-white sideburns and bent waist made Li Yanhui's eyes sour.

When he left, his father was in the year of fighting, and his official career was prosperous and he was soaring.

Come back again.

The back, which is like Xiu Zhuning's unbending, has been bent after the wind and rain of officialdom.

Relatives are in front of him, but he can't call.

This is the rule of the world.

Wang Hongyu's arrogant gaze swept around the faces of the civil and military officials, and he didn't find anyone who looked particularly similar to Li Yanhui, and the secret voice said: "Yan Hui, which one is your father?"

"The one on the Empress's left. Li Yanhui suppressed the impulse in his heart and said in a low voice: "Hongyu, this is the mortal world, and my father is the prime minister of Dayan." ”

Wang Hongyu secretly transmitted: "Don't worry, this sect master knows the priorities, there are as many rules in this world as Qingyun Sect, and he is annoyed." ”

Wang Hongyu complained in his mouth, but his eyes looked around.

The Temple of Heaven is deserted.

In addition to the civil and military officials, who are guarding the palace maids and the like, who walks in front and who walks behind, the rules are strict and the hierarchy is clear.

Wang Hongyu felt bored, and he couldn't wait to leave this restrained ghost place now and run to the Prime Minister's Mansion to have fun.

"It is really my great luck that the fairy Rong Cao descended on Dayan. Empress Jiang Yu and Rong Hui walked side by side, "I have set up a banquet in the palace to catch the wind and wash the dust, and the fairy is invited." ”

Rong Hui said lightly: "You have already said this. ”

Empress Jiang Yu was stunned, "What words?"

"This seat knows that it is a great blessing for Great Yan that I have come to Dayan, and you don't have to repeat it. Rong Hui likes gorgeous things, but she doesn't like red tape, she said bluntly: "I'm not here for you, I won't go to the palace, it's boring." ”

Rong Hui himself is the emperor, so he naturally knows how boring the palace dinner is.

"Presumptuous!" One of the civil officials saw Rong Hui's contemptuous attitude, and angrily reprimanded: "My monarch warmly entertains the fairy, and the fairy does not know what to do, but mocks the king, which is really disrespectful!"

As soon as these words came out, Li Yanhui and Wang Hongyu glanced at each other and said secretly: "I want to suffer." ”

Master really hates people who pretend to be smart.

She didn't put down her body for any Great Yan Kingdom.

Tightly for yourself.

Master's bad temper must not be used to self-righteous civil officials.

Rong Hui stopped, her cold eyes fixed on the civil official, and the corners of her mouth crossed a cold arc like a blade: "So, what do you want?"

Rong Hui was a little cold with a cold tone, and there was a cold light in the corners of his eyes.

The civil official inadvertently raised his head and looked at Rong Hui.

In a flash.

A chill welled up in my heart.

It's as if someone has blown a breath of cold air in the heart, the soul is instantly frozen, breathing and thinking have stopped, and all words and deeds are the last reaction of the nerves.

"Fairy...... The Fairy ...... It's your powerless behavior....... Apologize. ”

After the civil official stumbled, his calves and stomach were trembling, and he couldn't control it and fell to the ground.