It rained yesterday on Mt. Dokan, and this morning it became foggy. The clouds and mist surrounded the green hills, and there was no sign of dissipating until now.

In a kiosk on a mountain trail, a man in white lies on his side on a railing. With his long black hair draped over his shoulders, he yawned at the fairyland-like green hills.

In his eyes, a flying sword passed over his head, bringing up a little of his hair, and he didn't move. The black pupils were full of dissipation. Without looking back, he said lightly to the flying sword master behind him: "Tell me how old you are, and you still like to engage in this kind of children's tricks?"

The owner of the flying sword was a man in his fifties and forties, and he held on to his white beard and teased at the man in white: "You also know how old we are, and we still don't forget how young we are. ”

"I don't like to hear what you say," the man in white turned to look at the owner of the flying sword, got up and weighed the railing with one hand, and he smiled, "Sir, I will always be twenty-eight." ”

The flying sword master shook his head, there was nothing he could do with the man in white in front of him. But then I thought about it, based on their cultivation, this man in white was indeed as young as a mortal twenty-eight.

Enjoy the beautiful scenery of the green mountains surrounded by fairy mist and like ink. The master of the flying sword sighed: "It is really rare to have such a beautiful scenery in the mortal world, no wonder you have been reluctant to leave here." ”

"No matter how beautiful the scenery is, there will be a day when it dissipates like smoke. The man in white replied, he glanced at the owner of the flying sword, and his tone became a little lighter, "So, cherish it if you can." Don't just want to take away this scenery, this will only catch the moon in the water and see the flowers outside the mirror. In the end, I didn't say anything about it, and I hurt myself. ”

"I know what you mean, sir," the master of the flying sword nodded, "but, no matter how beautiful the scenery is, there will be a reverie." Some can be removed, while others are so ingrained that they cannot be removed. can only follow the vine and touch the melon, don't let him miss the scenery again. ”

The man in white raised his eyes to meet the eyes of the owner of the flying sword, and for a long time, he did not speak. The owner of the flying sword was not in a hurry, and the sword ring composed of three Qingxuan swords behind him flashed sword light behind him.

"Are you saying that I have a gap in this mountain?" the man in white frowned, and finally spoke.

The flying sword master was stunned for a moment, a little surprised in his eyes, but he still nodded, "There is indeed a shortcoming." ”

"Don't blame me for not saying ugly things ahead. It took me a lot of effort to get this mountain, and it was also provoked by the South China Sea Flower Mother-in-law to come back then, and then there were several famous immortals who came, all of whom praised Youjia. If you kid don't say anything today, it will be equivalent to offending many immortals at once. The man in white was breezy and slightly threatening, and he sat quietly on the railing of the pavilion, listening to the sound of drizzle outside the pavilion, waiting for the man's article in the pavilion.

The master of the flying sword pondered for a moment, and when he saw the man in white smiling proudly, his face darkened a little. Coughing, he smiled and pointed to the man in white, "This mountain, with you, is a fly in the ointment." ”

"Li Jianyi, you are really shameless enough. The man in white smiled angrily, paced back and forth in the book pavilion with his waist crossed, and felt angry again, pointing at the master of the flying sword when he was about to open his mouth and scold. The flying sword master suddenly interjected.

"Eh, a saint can't scold. The owner of the flying sword said to the man in white very seriously.

The man in white stood there puzzled, and he asked, "Why?"

"There's no reason, which saint did you see scolding when he opened his mouth?" The flying sword master leaned on the back of the chair behind him very proudly, and the three Qingxuan swords also stayed quietly behind him.

"Me. The man in white pointed at himself and grinned, "I know what you're having. Li Jianyi, as soon as he is old, don't think about getting involved. Isn't it okay to move to my Daoguan Mountain and drink tea?"

"Okay," the flying sword master thought for a moment and nodded. After looking at the beautiful scenery, he shook his head again, "It's not good." ”

"So it's not negotiable. The man in white asked.

The flying sword master snorted.

The drizzle outside the pavilion suddenly stopped, the man in white waved his sleeves, and the fog of the green mountain dissipated in an instant, leaving only the wet green mountain, and the top of the green mountain was an inch of snow white.

The man in white opened his eyes, and the posture of the superior person, the saint qi on his body became stronger and stronger. The mountains roared, and in this small pavilion, the owner of the flying sword raised his eyes and looked in front of him, at this time, the man who was more dazzling than the sun The black hair was dyed with the saint's popularity, and the man in white said coldly: "Now that the alien race is making trouble abroad, we should have done our best to protect the next generation while the afterglow of this generation has not yet dissipated." But you old immortals are better to take the lead in the rebellion. You must know that after all, the five countries have a history of 100 years. The young birds have grown into eagles, and it is not easy for you to shake their position. ”

The man in white took a deep look at the owner of the flying sword, and said meaningfully: "You really have to think about it, don't drill through the cracks." When the time comes, the world will be in chaos and the wolf smoke will rise again, and I can sit still, but others may not be as calm as me. ”

"Besides you, sir, how many people in this world can dare to say such things?" The flying sword master shook his head, listening to the tone of the man in white, he didn't seem interested in getting involved in this matter. This is the best, but his words made the flying sword master think about other things.

"Yes," the man in white smiled, "For example, Shen Zizhou." Another example, Lin Niannian. These two are notoriously nosy, and the latter is fine, at most half of your prestige. But what about the former, if you don't say anything about it, even if it's me, I'll have a headache. ”

"Shen Zizhou, sir, are you sure that he is still alive in this world? When the Shen Mansion was destroyed, his son was dying, and he did not show his face. The master of the flying sword asked, he knew something about Shen Zizhou, and knew that Shen Zizhou was a person who protected his shortcomings. is such a person who protects his shortcomings, and he never even appeared when the Shen Mansion established by himself and his own son perished.

This can already give the rumors a foregone conclusion.

The man in white held back a smile, he looked at the big golden hand standing outside the mountain, and with it, this rain could not drip into this book pavilion.

"You, are you really sure that Shen Zizhou is dead," the man in white looked back, and there was a hint of watching a play in his black eyes, "You, are you really sure that Shen Yitian is really dead?"

The big golden hand dissipated, and the drizzle that had accumulated for a while poured down. Raindrops fall on the kiosk with an endless ticking sound. At the foot of the mountain, fog rose again, and soon, it filled the whole mountain again.

In the small book pavilion at the foot of the mountain, the man in white came out without knowing what to do, and the owner of the flying sword sat in a pavilion. The legendary head of the Li family of the Sword Sect, a generation of sword immortals, Li Jianyi, was stumped by the three questions of the contemporary sage, known as Mr. Kong.

Everyone knows the first two questions. The last question is:

"Li Jianyi, you, are you sure that the Shen Mansion is really dead. ”

Li Jianyi sighed, he asked the man in white if Mr. knew the answer, and Mr. Kong said he didn't know. couldn't help laughing, three Qingxuan swords surrounded him, this thing that contemporary saints didn't know, how could he, a swordsman, answer.

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Chase the deer city, chase the deer academy.

Standing in front of his own bookstore, Shen Qingwen looked embarrassed. Thinking of Zhao Minmin's terrible face before, Shen Qingwen is not entering, nor is he not entering. Fox Jiu is a big demon who has lived for a hundred years, and his quarrel kung fu can be seen in general. Pick out Zhao Minmin's deficiencies and hit the nail on the head. Shen Qingwen thinks about it now, and he also feels cautious.

Lying in front of the door, Shen Qingwen cautiously spied into his own bookstore. In the study room, it was quiet, only the snow melted and the swing swayed lightly. Landing without a sound, Shen Qingwen tiptoed into his library. Lying on the wooden door in front of the house, listen carefully. After listening for a while, seeing that there was no sound inside, Shen Qingwen gently pushed the door open.

When he saw the scene in the house, Shen Qingwen paused when he pushed the door. In the room, Zhao Minmin, who was dressed in a black and white robe, sat quietly on a chair, with a good-looking face facing out of the window, and his hands on his thighs, perfectly blending into the black room. Seeing her down-and-out appearance, Shen Qingwen didn't know how to speak for a while. Zhao Minmin will always be confident and optimistic for him, seeing this girl who lost the quarrel, Shen Qingwen felt for the first time that Sister Minmin was not Sister Minmin, but Zhao Minmin.

Approaching this unhappy beauty, Shen Qingwen gently stroked her drooping green silk. Zhao Minmin didn't have him, he just stared blankly at the old dead tree outside the window.

"Shen Qingwen, do you also dislike me?" After a long, long time, Zhao Minmin turned his head and asked lightly at the man in front of him.

Shen Qingwen couldn't cry or laugh, and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of the eyes of the stubborn woman in front of him, and he said: "Even if there is a day when everyone in the world dislikes you, I, Shen Qingwen, will not dislike you." ”

"What you said is true?" Zhao Minmin opened his red eyes, put Shen Qingwen's hand away, and rubbed his beautiful eyes, "I didn't cry." It's true. ”

Shen Qingwen nodded very seriously, "I, Shen Qingwen, swear." It's really a good thing to find Sister Jiuli today. But because of your troubles, I have to go again tomorrow. ”

"Do you know that if I go one step late, you will be given that by the fox demon. "For some reason, the red fluttering face is so cute, which makes people feel distressed. This always strong girl unconsciously revealed her truest face in front of Shen Qingwen.

Shen Qingwen was really cute by her, Zhao Minmin is indeed a ruthless person who does not give up until the goal. However, her cute face also made Shen Qingwen let go of all his guard, "Sister Jiuli won't do this, you can rest assured." Sister Jiuli did this just to make me compromise. After all, I also have the intention of moving this academy. ”

"By the way, how did you know that this big array was pressing down on the demon clan's revenant?" With red eyes and a face like an apple ripe, Zhao Minmin asked very seriously.

Shen Qingwen smiled lightly, "There are three reasons. With such a large statue of a saint and the sound of sages and sages sounding every day, this city should be full of sages, and the people have peace on their faces. But the reality is quite the opposite. The people are only for profit, and they will make a big move on every penny, and the whole city is full of miasma, and there is not a drop of book city gas, this is one of them."

Shen Qingwen paused, "Second, it is a book city that is civilized in the Seven Lower Kingdoms, and the New Year is actually a closed city gate, and there is not a single family within a radius of dozens of miles. Sister Minmin, think about it, if it is placed anywhere, there is such a big book city, who is not the gate of the Four Seasons City is wide open, and it is too late to welcome others to come here for the New Year. ”

Zhao Minmin nodded, and his face also showed a solemn look. Shen Qingwen saw that she had returned to her original appearance, and she was also secretly shocked by this woman's mentality.

"In the end, there is a poor adjoining academy, and there is an immortal sitting in front of the door every day. In the middle of the night, there was another immortal who guarded the way. These three points make me suspicious. It's just," Shen Qingwen thought for a while, and under Zhao Minmin's puzzled look, he said, "What makes me finally confirm is that it was Ouyang Yin's idiot who told the story." ”

Thinking of that story, Shen Qingwen unconsciously looked out the window. Thinking about it, Li Changan has already taken action. I have to go over quickly, Shen Qingwen smiled lightly.

If it is really as the black beggar said, there is a magic medicine under this Zhulu Academy, and he will wake up laughing when he dreams.

After thinking about it, Shen Qingwen stretched out his hand and grabbed Zhao Minmin's hand. When the latter did not react, he took her hand and went out the door, leaving only the lonely old dead tree outside the window.