Chang'an City, Baizi Academy.

Zheng Huaixian stood in the academy and looked at the scene on the long street with a somewhat solemn expression. Song Jinmo, who was on the side, sat on a chair, took away the books on the table, replaced them with a tea set, and began to make tea slowly.

The tea is not the new tea that Song Jinmo picked on Dongyang Mountain this year, but the water for boiling tea was specially asked by Song Jinmo from the palace, because this water was taken from the top of the Tianshan Mountain by the Taoist priests who gave the Ming Emperor alchemy on weekdays.

After washing tea, boiling water, and making tea, after a set of skillful actions, Song Jinmo gently put the tea on the table, bent down and said to Zheng Huaixian: "Sir, the tea has been boiled." ”

The reason why Zheng Huaixian is called Mr. originated from a bet he made with him back then, and it was that bet that left Zheng Huaixian, who had been dissolute all his life, in Confucianism, and he was Zheng Huaixian's student from then on.

Zheng Huaixian nodded, but he didn't mean to turn around and drink tea, Song Jinmo knew why Mr. was like this, it was because on that long street, some old people who even admired Mr. were seriously injured, and some people wanted to take this opportunity to kill him.

"Sir, is it true that the master of dust cessation has no chance of life?"

Zheng Huaixian shook his head, and then said: "Yes, it's just that the master of dust cessation is unwilling. ”

Song Jinmo was a little surprised, "In the debate of the three sects, the master of the dust division first took the initiative to admit defeat and lose his own qi, and Qin Tianjian, who was about to smooth out the qi, was greatly annoyed, and then the Taoist real people of the national teacher's mansion went to besiege and kill, wanting to leave the dust in Chang'an City, so that part of the Qi of the Buddhist family will stay in Daming, and merge with the dragon qi, which can once again strengthen the foundation of the Li family, and they can develop Taoism into the first of the three religions." ”

"After winning the debate between the three religions, the Taoists were able to continue to retain the position of the national teacher, and on the side of His Majesty, we Confucians have been too deeply involved with the world to make a move, and no matter what, the students can't think of the possibility of survival of the master of the dust reception. ”

Zheng Huaixian sighed lightly, walked down the steps, came to Song Jinmo's side, and patted him on the shoulder, "Jinmo, there are some things you don't know, that's why you look at this siege like this." ”

Zheng Huaixian inadvertently looked up at the sky, "When you reach the realm of saints, you will know that we saints don't do what they want." ”

"As long as the dust cessation master gives up his cultivation and qi, then there is no one in this world who can leave the dust cessation master in Chang'an City. ”

"But in this way, all those Buddhist qi numbers will be divided up by others, and most of them will flow into their Li family's qi numbers. Back then, the fortune teller would have much less qi to integrate into the rivers and lakes, and it would be difficult for a saint to appear in the rivers and lakes. ”

"If the Master of Dust Suppression is not injured, it will be absolutely impossible for Qing Fan, one of the four real people of the National Teacher's Mansion, to defeat Master Dust Suppression, but it is difficult to say now. ”

"It's not that we don't shoot, but we want to catch the people behind the scenes. ”

"The man behind the scenes?

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Zheng Huaixian didn't answer Song Jinmo's doubts, he looked at the young man running on the long street, and nodded with some satisfaction, "This is the young man you said who was kicked out of Baizi Academy because of his identity in Youzhou, not bad, I am very satisfied, but it's a pity, he will die." ”

Song Jinmo was a little unbearable, and asked softly, "Sir, can you save that young man." ”

Zheng Huaixian shook his head with an indifferent expression, "No, if he can't insist on the appearance of the person behind the scenes, then he will be a death." ”

On the long street, the young man began to shoot again, Qingfan waved his sleeves impatiently, Wang Yi's body flew out again, and fell heavily on the ground, the clothes he had just bought were now full of blood, and the embroidered spring knife had already been broken, leaving only half of the handle in Wang Yi's hand.

Wang Yi struggled to get up from the ground, clenched the handle of the knife again, and the trembling blade fell in Qing Fan's eyes, he was a little admired, he thought that the rivers and lakes were all famous and famous, but he didn't expect to make a move at this time, but he saw that there were still some respectable people in the rivers and lakes behind him.

"Tut-tut, if someone hadn't designated to kill you, I would have wanted to let you go. ”

Wang Yi stretched out his hand to wipe the blood flowing from the corners of his eyes, his eyes were a little trance, he was exhausted, and looked back at the dust master who was sitting there, his body was full of golden blood, Wang Yi knew that maybe the two of them were really going to die here.

There is always a departure from the slow life, and there are old people when the life is slow.

The old man, in addition to studying with the master for so many years, seems to have no friends, but after coming to Chang'an, one Ma Shun and one Li Yuan, I also know what it is like to have friends.

It seems that he has forgotten someone, Wang Yi smiled lightly, as if there is an old Li who likes to drink very much, and likes to brag about being the best in the world of swordsmanship, since Lao Li set off for Shuzhou, he doesn't seem to have seen him.

There are some regrets.

At the beginning of next year, no one will fill in the grave of my father and mother.

I don't know if Wang Si has finished his homework today, and if Ye Yao knows the news of his death, will he be sad. Su Yun is still waiting for herself in the small valley, she should be about to break her promise, Qin Keqing's identity doesn't matter now, Lord Lu should feel sorry for himself, the senior brothers don't know if they will calculate with each other, is the old man still fishing by the river this year, don't think about it, don't want to.

People often say that people die less than a feather, and some are heavier than Mount Tai.

This time, he has the company of a highly respected dust abstinence master, and he will be a righteous man when he spreads it out in the future.

Jiechen, who was covered in golden blood, recited the Buddha's name and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, Lord Wang." ”

Wang Yi shook his head, signaled that it was okay, showed a smile, threw away the handle of the knife in his hand, and sat there, his right hand touched around his waist, there was no wine jug, he should have forgotten in the small courtyard of Jinyiwei.

It's a shame that there is no alcohol at this time.

Wang Yi glanced up at the dark clouds in the sky and muttered, "Dad, mother, I'm here." ”

Qing Fan saw that Wang Yi was sitting there and could not attack again, and the dust on the ground in the distance was first exhausted by the dust of his junior brother, and then he was broken by his own god to destroy his life's cultivation, and the oil was already exhausted.

"Two, please hit the road. ”

Qing Fan waved his hand and motioned for the people around him to launch a fatal blow, and the people in the dark raised their bows and crossbows one after another, shooting crossbow arrows at the two people on the long street.

Suddenly, on the long street, in the sky, there was a green shirt coming against the wind, a sword like a rainbow, parting the sea of clouds, and the middle-aged man who had long lost the fairy sword and was too white came from the sky and fell in front of Wang Yi.

"Wang boy, don't sleep, and see how the old man is romantic. ”

Wang Yi raised his head with great difficulty, slowly opened his eyelids, and just wanted to open his mouth to say hello to this old friend who he hadn't seen for many years, but before the words were spoken, the blood in his mouth was flowing out.

"Lao Li, you fuck me. ”

Li Taibai, who didn't have the fairy sword in his hand, was stunned for a moment, and then laughed insolently, "Haha, Wang boy, don't you always think that I brag and say that my kendo is the best in the world, so now you are optimistic." ”

Li Taibai took a step forward, and everyone's hearts were shocked, and their hearts were unstable, this is Li Taibai, the first person in the rivers and lakes in a hundred years?

Qing Fan bit the tip of his tongue to forcibly stabilize his mind, and then bent down to salute Li Taibai, "I've seen Taibai's seniors." ”

Li Taibai waved his hand, "We don't know each other, so there's no need for this, you can find your master now, and after ten seconds, if your master doesn't come, then you will die." ”

Qing Fan's eyes were wandering, and he was thinking about countermeasures in his mind, and then Li Taibai in the distance began to count down.

"Ten. ”

"One. ”

Li Taibai, who suddenly counted from ten to one, rushed out in an instant, came to Qing Fan's face, first kicked and smashed the four holy beasts that Qing Fan invited God to come, and then kicked Qing Fan away, Qing Fan's whole body meridians were broken, and he fell into the distance, spitting blood from his mouth, and he couldn't die anymore.

After doing all this, Li Taibai swept the black-clothed people around him who had not yet reacted, twisted a strand of hair, and slowly turned and played.

"What do you say? ”

The black-clothed people around heard Li Taibai's question, and they all skimmed into the distance, and Li Taibai, who saw this scene, sneered, "I'm in a hurry, so I'll come first." ”

There was a sword light between heaven and earth, and the fleeing black-clothed people did not see any injuries on their bodies, but ten seconds later, all the black-clothed people fell to the ground one after another, and blood burst out from their bodies, splashing on the wall.

Li Taibai came to Wang Yi's body, slowly transitioning the starlight into Wang Yi's body, Wang Yi, who had long lost his strength, leaned against the wall, felt the starlight in his body, and smiled.

It turns out that Lao Li's kendo is really the best in the world.