After leaving the town and continuing to the south, after not having a woman in his heart, Liu Yansong seemed to let go a lot, Xu Baichuan once said that the woman came to make fun of him on the road, and he laughed at it, maybe he was saved by Xu Baichuan, he did not call Xu Baichuan brother Tai, but called Mr. Xu Baichuan, Xu Baichuan asked him why, he smiled and said, the grace of saving life is the same as that of parents, and one day as a teacher is a father, I can't call you father, then call you Mr.

Although Xu Baichuan has read a lot of books and understands many Confucian scriptures, he knows the weight of the honorific title of Mr., and he is not even as good as Liu Yansong in reading.

In the end, it's just a title, he says he likes it, then let him go.

The two walked slowly on the official road under the scorching sun, even in the late autumn season, the sun above their heads was still so big, even more so than the heat of summer, Xu Baichuan walked in the forefront, behind him was Liu Yansong, who was tired and sweaty, kept holding a kettle to fill water, and from time to time he used the books he brought out of the house to cover the sun above his head, this stupid reader didn't care much about himself, but he paid special attention to the big bag of books he was carrying, and he couldn't stand the heat, so he took a copy out to block the sun, but it didn't take long to put it back with a tangled face, for fear of his own splashing sweat stains, The dust on the road was contaminated with the book, so it was only a few days later, Liu Yansong, who was originally as warm as jade, his face was tanned black, and his clean clothes were stained with a lot of dust, Xu Baichuan felt a little ridiculous every time he looked back.

Liu Yansong would ask him every time why his clothes were so clean and not tanned, but Xu Baichuan didn't answer, just smiled and patted the sword on his hand.

This is the best answer, stepping into the door of cultivation, you only need to attach a trace of breath to the body, it is easy to avoid the dust and the sun, which is also the reason why many people want to step into the door of cultivation, not to mention heaven and earth, this alone is enough to make people amazing.

After Liu Yansong got the answer, he always wanted to see what the sword in Xu Baichuan's hand was, but no matter how he looked at it, Qiu Feng was just an ordinary iron sword in his eyes.

The two walked along the official road for a few days, and the official road that had been walking for a long time had come to an end, and there were more pedestrian tea sheds on the road.

During the autumn season, the weather is not very fixed, the sun is scorching in the morning, and it can rain in the afternoon.

The rain outside is actually not big, just a drizzle, there are a few dashing pedestrians, waving their big hands, singing against the autumn drizzle, guessing according to their identities and singing songs, they should be readers.

Liu Yansong is also a scholar, so after listening to these songs and watching the behavior of these scholars, he couldn't sit still, stood on the edge of the shed, and put his hand into the air to catch the rain.

Xu Baichuan ordered a pot of hot tea, and was slowly drinking, the tea in the small tea shed is not very good, they are all tea trees raised by the stall owner, and the tea-making process is not good, stir-fry a few times at will, even if it is done, so the taste is bitter when you drink it, and you can't help frowning every time you drink it, so this tea shed is the worst business in the vicinity, but Xu Baichuan doesn't mind much, he doesn't know how to drink, and he doesn't know how to drink tea.

Liu Yansong picked up a lot of rain on the side, and shook it dry, looking at the green mountains in the distance and didn't know what to think, so he turned around and sat next to Xu Baichuan, and asked softly, "Where is Mr. Xu going after leaving Yingtianfu City?"

He asked this sentence is not without reason, the two of them are not far from Ying Tianfu City at this time, if it is not in the autumn rain of the accident, you can enter the city after two hours, he originally wanted to come to Ying Tianfu City to learn from those great Confucians, so as to fight for a background in the future, to be an official in the court, although at first it was because he couldn't stay in the town, but now that he has come out, the woman has put down, and reading is more and more important.

Xu Baichuan patted the autumn wind on his lap and said calmly: "Continue to Nanyun and go out of Dali to Qingyuan to learn swords." ”

Liu Yansong asked curiously: "Sir, your swords are so powerful, why do you have to learn?"

Xu Baichuan shook his head and said softly: "In terms of swordsmanship alone, I can't even compare to ordinary martial artists, I have been learning swords for less than half a year, how can I be considered powerful?"

Liu Yansong sighed, he is just a scholar, and he doesn't know much about cultivation, anyway, in his heart, Xu Baichuan is the first-class swordsman in the world, after all, there are so many legends in the rivers and lakes, swordsmen are all fighting with people to become famous, and he has never heard of anyone killing demons, Xu Baichuan is the first person he has seen.

Liu Yansong looked at Xu Baichuan's sword, thought for a moment, and said what he had been holding in his heart and wanted to say.

"Mr. Xu, I want to learn swords from you. ”

Xu Baichuan was not too surprised, Liu Yansong's mind he had already guessed, and he spent a lot of time staring at his sword along the way, saying that he didn't want to learn, he wasn't curious, and it was completely impossible.

But he didn't even understand the sword himself, he was a little monk in the sword qi realm, and he couldn't make waves if he threw it into many monks, not to mention that he was a sword cultivator, and the situation of the sword cultivator was not too good, if Liu Yansong became a sword cultivator in the future, and studied in the Yin Tianfu City, where would he die.

Therefore, Xu Baichuan did not hesitate too much and refused outright.

Liu Yansong seemed to know that he would get this answer, he was only depressed for a moment, and soon put it down again, since he couldn't learn the sword, it was better to study hard, he heard Xu Baichuan talk about some things in cultivation along the way, and knew that reading could also step on the road of cultivation, but he didn't know if he had the fate to go up.

In the conversation between the two, the autumn rain had stopped, and a round of sun was hanging outside the small shed, shining warmly on their bodies.

The two of them had rested enough, and Ying Tianfu City was not far away, so they set foot on the official road again after settling the bill.

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Ying Tianfu City is an important town in Dali, has the responsibility of defending against foreign enemies, so the city wall is built very tall, and the guards are also numerous, standing at the gate of the city and looking up, as if connected with the sky, straight into the clouds.

Xu Baichuan pushed Liu Yansong, who was stunned, and said with a smile: "Look at what you have done for so long, you will live in this place in the future, you have to watch the time, now that it is getting late, do you plan to watch outside this city gate for a night?"

Liu Yansong came back to his senses and was a little embarrassed, scratched his head and said, "It's just that I haven't seen such majesty before, and I can't help but be frightened for a while." ”

Xu Baichuan shook his head and stopped talking, took Liu Yansong into the city, and after paying the entrance fee, he touched his half-empty wallet, a little painful, thinking about saving some flowers, so the two asked for two rooms in a small inn in a remote place in the city, planning to rest here for one night, and go their separate ways tomorrow.

Although the inn is located in a remote area, there are not many guests, but it is also extremely quiet, and it is particularly special in Yingtianfu City, where everything is full of flowers.

The head of the inn is the shopkeeper of his wife, who has always had a smile on his face, saw Xu Baichuan come to stay, and poured tea diligently, Xu Baichuan did not refuse, this is also another reason why he chose a small inn, not like a big inn to ask for money, but there is a lot of human touch.

The two put their things in the room, washed and changed their clothes, and after washing out the dust, they suddenly felt refreshed.

The shopkeeper and his wife are very talkative, looking at the appearance of the two of them, they knew that they were specially from other places, so when chatting, they told them a lot of rules in the city, Xu Baichuan pulled the corners of his mouth, he will leave Yingtian City south tomorrow, these rules are useless to him, but Liu Yansong wants to listen carefully, so Xu Baichuan left Liu Yansong to the shopkeeper and his wife, he held his sword, carried a wooden stool out of the inn, and sat outside quietly blowing the breeze.

I don't know why, Xu Baichuan has liked autumn since he was a child, maybe it is the autumn wind words that his mother has been hanging on the corner of his mouth all the year round, or maybe he was born in autumn, anyway, he always feels that autumn is much better than other weather, and it is easy to live.

Xu Baichuan blew the wind for a while, and felt uncomfortable not doing anything, so he pulled out the autumn wind and closed his eyes and casually performed a set of swordsmanship.

It didn't take long, and it was only half a pillar of incense, but when he put away his sword and opened his eyes, he felt that this set of swordsmanship should not be used.

In front of him stood a young man, with a knife pinned to his waist, staring at him intently, the corners of his mouth were incomprehensible smiles, when he stopped the sword, the young man smiled admiringly: "What a handsome swordsmanship, in this Ying Tianfu City, can also steadily enter the top five, why hasn't a certain family heard of such a powerful kendo master as Your Excellency?"

After the young man finished speaking, his hand was already pressed on the knife, and he still had some impulse to try, looking at the young man's hand pressed on the knife, Xu Baichuan shook his head and said calmly: "It's not a kendo master, it's just that he has just entered the threshold, and he still needs to be honed." ”

The young man looked like a martial artist in the rivers and lakes, his mind was full of thinking about fighting with others, he boasted about himself just now, presumably in order to let himself fight with him, Xu Baichuan heard a lot about this kind of thing, and when he met it today, he didn't want to fight.

When the young man heard Xu Baichuan's words, his face was a little unhappy, he thought that he was also a famous figure in Yingtianfu City, he had challenged many masters, and he had fought back and forth, and those masters were not as good as Xu Baichuan just by looking at the swordsmanship, Xu Baichuan said that he had just started his kendo, and he deserved his praise, which was a bit of a slap in the face for him.

The minds of Jianghu people are always so weird.

So he snorted coldly, and walked straight across Xu Baichuan into the inn, and before he could enter, he began to shout loudly.

Xu Baichuan looked at the young man, and felt very inexplicable, he was just saying a word of self-humility, and his face changed in a blink of an eye, if he wasn't sure that he didn't know the young man, he thought that there was a grudge and contradiction between them.

Shaking his head and not thinking about this, Xu Baichuan took Qiu Feng right, took out a cloth from his arms, and wiped it carefully, this is his homework that he must do every day, he has to take a bath when his body is dirty, and there is no reason why he doesn't wipe the sword when it is dirty.

After wiping it very carefully, he returned the autumn wind into the scabbard and slowly poured sword qi into the sword.

This is the way to raise a sword, in the long run, the sword weapon will be connected with the sword owner's mind, the longer it is raised, the more sword energy the sword can carry, and the killing power will naturally increase.

There has always been a saying in sword cultivation, which is called that although the world is big, I only have one sword, and that's it.