The days are different from day to night, and all four o'clock are different.

Jiang Ayuan sat in the small courtyard, looking up at the sky, the sunlight fell from the square mouth of the patio, and it was so warm that it was not warm.

Under the patio, there is a magnolia tree that is about to bloom, and there is a Zhilan in the courtyard, which is the home of wealth and auspiciousness, which is what Mr. Fang said, and it is also written in the book, but the obscurity in the book is popular in Mr. Fang.

Han Shen scratched his head as if he was struggling with something, since Mr. Qian sent himself and Jiang Ayuan to this place three days ago, what Jiang Ayuan did the most every day was to look up at the sky and be stunned.

In the past, if Han Shen used Jiang Ayuan to make fun of him, he would inevitably have to be beaten up, but now, even if Han Shen racked his brains, how to make Jiang Ayuan happy would be in vain.

Jiang Ayuan seemed to have closed himself in an invisible shell, and no one could approach him except for the sun.

Han Shen and Jiang Ayuan stayed in this small courtyard all the time, the door couldn't be opened, it seemed to be locked from the outside, Jiang Ayuan didn't push the door, it was Han Shen who couldn't sit still when he pushed the door.

Mr. Fang's words are very similar to the last words of those who are close to entering the earth, women's minds are always much more delicate than boys, Mr. Fang's letter to the two of them, Jiang Ayuan has already opened it, and the content of it is nothing more than a gentleman's entrustment and expectations for his students.

The Zhongnan Academy of the Longquan Dynasty, Jiang Ayuan has seen it in many books, which was founded by the Longquan Dynasty Cultural Context Co-advocacy Zaihou, and it is the place where the literary style of the Longquan Dynasty is the most prosperous.

It is the dream place of learning for scholars in the Longquan Dynasty, and the place where the clouds are prosperous.

But it is such a dream academy for all scholars in the Longquan Dynasty, Jiang Ayuan has no desire to study in it, not at all, she would rather stay in Longchang Town for the rest of her life.

Women are talented, women are talented, they all have the same ending, it is nothing more than marrying a wife, having children, and raising them for life.

But Mr. Fang never said such words to Jiang Ayuan, and sneered at those scholars who boasted that women were not talented and virtuous, and the reason why those scholars said so was nothing more than the fear that their privileges would be broken by those they despised.

In this world, the greatest effort of a scholar is to familiarize himself with the classics, and to make some articles that do not know what to say and speak for the saints, in fact, they are all bullshit word games, and most of them are taken out of context.

Jiang Ayuan had a lot of thoughts and thought a lot, but he was always avoiding a question, what happened to Mr. Fang?

Running away is shameful, but it's useful, and at least it gives you a lot of peace of mind.

Han Shen quietly walked behind Jiang Ayuan, gently grabbed Jiang Ayuan's soft hair, pulled it violently, and then fled far away.

But Jiang Ayuan did not remain silent as before, but stood up and picked up a branch that had been prepared a long time ago, and chased towards Han Shen, who hid in Tibet and grimaced.

But the small courtyard is so big, hiding around is just a futile struggle, and it didn't take long for Jiang Ayuan to grab his ears and drag him to the middle of the patio.

"I don't dare, I was wrong!"

Han Shen ignored the hot pain in his ears, covered his buttocks, and kept begging for mercy.

But this tried and tested begging for mercy in the past was now useless, and the wet and soft branches brought a gust of wind in the air, and fell heavily on Han Shen's ass, crackling, and it sounded good.

But it's good to hear, but Han Shen's scream can't be ignored, this miserable scream resounded in the sky.

It took a long time for the screams to stop.

Han Shen covered his hot buttocks for the branches, lying on the ground on the bluestone slab, playing tricks, since he had beaten all the pieces, he couldn't give a date to eat?

Jiang Ayuan threw down the branches, walked to the chair by the patio, sat down, ignored Han Shen's resentful little eyes, and basked in the sun leisurely, but his mood was much better.

It's like when you want to sleep, someone brings you a pillow, and Han Shen is the one who sent the pillow.

............

is also the same as Han Shen, as well as Wang Yuanbao.

Learning sword and learning boxing are completely two extremes, practicing boxing is just water grinding kung fu, standing on the pile every day to practice boxing, quenching martial arts, and the old man Zhao Wei with his own martial arts and essence of true qi paved the three realms of martial arts for Wang Yuanbao, and then practiced boxing, but it was twice the result with half the effort.

Sword training is the other extreme.

The cold young man who looks like a swordsman is just claiming to be Fang Liang's junior brother, but the two of them act very differently, Fang Liang is as gentle as jade, humble and gentlemanly, but just like his appearance, cold and abnormal.

The sword cultivation method Wang Yuanbao can't learn, the sword cultivation is its origin, in fact, he is still a qi practitioner, the avenue of practice is a sword, and the natal object is also a sword, and the first threshold of the sword cultivation method, Wang Yuanbao can't pass.

The two bridges of the same fate and immortality are broken, how to cross the threshold of practicing qi is really a problem, even if Wang Yuanbao has aura entrenched in the acupoint, but it can't be commanded.

But he didn't feel worried at all, not only the sword cultivation of qi warriors in the world, but also the sword cultivation of martial artists, but it was completely different from this kind of sword cultivation.

But said: "Still stand on your fist pile." ”

When Wang Yuanbao punched and killed the red-clothed dry bone fox charm, he had already caught his eyes, and he also knew Wang Yuanbao's current realm well, since he couldn't practice qi, it was more than enough to condense the sword qi and control the sword.

Wang Yuanbao was puzzled: "Fist pile?"

But nodded, before Wang Yuanbao set up his fist pile, a vast sword qi suddenly gushed out from his fingertips, heading towards Wang Yuanbao's dantian qi mansion, the most favored by the martial arts of the soldiers, is the qi mansion dantian, and Wang Yuanbao, a martial artist like Wang Yuanbao, who has the same fate and two bridges of immortality, wants to learn the sword cultivation method, and there is only this way.

The sharp and abnormal sword qi suddenly entered the meridians of the acupoint, and the martial luck purple fetus in the Qi Mansion Dantian of Wang Yuanbao Qi Mansion was immediately repulsed, and the martial arts in the Qi Fu Dantian and the meridian acupoints were like the Qin King of the world, surging towards the Qi Fu Dantian, and the sword qi did not seem to have the intention of competing with the Wu Yun, but was silently entrenched beside the Wu Yun Purple Fetus.

At this time, he just spoke: "Follow the sword qi!"

Wang Yuanbao hurriedly sank his mind, followed the sword qi endlessly, and slowly flowed towards the meridians of the acupoints.

Sword qi is different from martial arts, and it is also different from the essence of martial arts, sword qi is simpler than the essence of true qi, and what is contained in it is only sharp.

Wang Yuanbao followed the sharp sword qi in the meridians and acupoints in his body to conquer the city, avoiding the pursuit of Wu Yun.

If you want to chase away the light horsemen, the snow is full of bows and knives.

After the life is endless, the sword qi still needs to re-enter the qi fu dantian, and at this time, the martial luck has already formed a mountain next to the martial luck purple fetus, blocking the sword qi in front of it.

And the sharp sword qi was under the deterrence of this mountain of martial arts, and the sharp aura actually changed, and the sharp edge was sudden and gentle, making the martial luck purple tire unable to find a clue for a while.

At this moment, the sword qi was like a heavy snow, falling suddenly, one after another, and constantly falling on the mountain peaks of the martial arts, one by one, two pieces, disappeared in the steaming of the martial arts, but after all, there were still more sword qi snowflakes falling.

Just in the blink of an eye, on the peak of the martial arts, there is already a white piece, the mountain is worry-free, because of the snow white head, now in the dantian of Wang Yuanbao Qi Mansion, in addition to the purple fetus of martial arts, there is a sword qi snow mountain.

Suddenly, Wang Yuanbao felt a chill, but after the cold, what suddenly came was a blazing heat that was enough to transpirate his lungs.

The cold young man who looked like a swordsman just saw this and said: "This is the sword qi snow mountain, also called the sword qi near, in the future, you will rely on this snow mountain to alternate between hot and cold." ”

Wang Yuanbao opened his eyes, looked at the still cold and said, "Thank you." ”

Seriousness is sincerity.

The grim young man who looked like a swordsman just nodded and said, "Give me that seal." ”

The tone was lukewarm, but Wang Yuanbao still heard a trace of emotional fluctuations, what Mr. Fang left for Wang Yuanbao, in addition to the Lizhu that had entered the heart lake, there was also the seal that was as warm as jade that he carried.

took the seal handed by Wang Yuanbao, but rubbed it, as if he wanted to get some warmth on this seal, but he didn't know what he was thinking at this time.

Lao Xiucai said that Fang Liang's opportunity to become enlightened was in Longchang Town, but he was far from expecting that Fang Liang's opportunity to become a spring breeze in this world.

Climbing to the top of the mountain to see the world, this is Lao Xiucai's comment to Fang Liang, Fang Liang's eyes are in front of the lamp, and the knowledge of the moon in his heart was given to Wang Yuanbao, but he really responded to Lao Xiucai's criticism.

The spring breeze in the world is the top of the mountain.

You can also see the world.

It's just that the spring in the world is the most affectionate, and there is no trace when you leave, leaving the world to sigh empty, and the two are like this.

"Senior brother, you can't pass the love barrier. ”

However, there was a rare flash of discoloration in his eyes, but it quickly disappeared again.

There are only two ancient clumsy seals on the seal, but they are recognized as the word "Houde".

The terrain is good, and the gentleman carries things with virtue.

However, after returning the "Houde" seal to Wang Yuanbao, he said lightly: "Swordsman, I need a sword, I should go, this sword can only be found by yourself." ”

After all, it's not a person who drags mud and water, and when the words fall, people are already in reality in the clouds.

............

Wang Yuanbao threw a punch, smashed the copper lock tightly fastened on the door, and pushed the door open.

Han Shen fell to the ground, the butt he gave Jiang Ayuan was just right, and now he fell heavily to the ground, and the familiar pain came suddenly, making him stand up and cover his ass and scream loudly.

"It hurts me!!"

Jiang Ayuan couldn't open her eyes from the light after pushing the door open, but she still felt that the person behind the light was Wang Yuanbao.

Get up, run, and get into your arms.

In one go, followed by howling and crying, and after a while, tears wet Wang Yuanbao's clothes in front of him.

No matter how strong the girl is, once she has something to rely on, no matter how strong the armor blessed in her heart is, she will be unable to defend herself.

"Woo woo woo ......"

Wang Yuanbao was at a loss, letting Jiang Ayuan hold himself and cry, the tears were scorching, which was also the blooming of a girl's burning heart.

Han Shen stared at Wang Yuanbao resentfully, as if he was going to eat him, if his eyes could kill, he was afraid that Wang Yuanbao would have died millions of times at this time.

Jiang Ayuan stopped her tears and withdrew from Wang Yuanbao's arms, even though she was extremely attached to this warm embrace, but the doubts in her heart made her have to face her doubts.

"Wang Yuanbao, Mr. Fang, he ......"

Han Shen also rarely put away his signature frivolity and cynicism, and quietly waited for Wang Yuanbao's answer.

Wang Yuanbao took a deep breath, calmed the turmoil in his heart, and said with a smile: "Mr. Fang went to a far place. ”

Jiang Ayuan stared at Wang Yuanbao's eyes tightly, wanting to find the answer he wanted, but all he could see was perseverance and warmth.

Wang Yuanbao knows what Han Shen and Jiang Ayuan are thinking at the moment, which is the same as when he went down to Peach Blossom Mountain, but Wang Yuanbao has experienced a lot, and he is no longer the little monk who can't even explain himself, and now, only to make Jiang Ayuan and Han Shen feel at ease is the most important thing.

"Mr. Fang is worried that the two of you will go to the Longquan Dynasty alone, and he wants me to escort the two of you, and it just so happens that I will also go out to see the world. ”

Wang Yuanbao said with a smile, without a trace of abnormality.

Jiang Ayuan was skeptical, but Han Shen accepted this statement and said, "It turns out that the senior uncle that Mr. Fang said is you! No, how can you be my senior uncle!"

This embarrassing and dull situation was broken by Han Shen, an eccentric guy, which really made Wang Yuanbao breathe a sigh of relief.

Lying is the most tiring thing, and if a lie is told, it will take ten lies to complete.

Jiang Ayuan's tearful eyes suddenly had brilliance, she thought that Wang Yuanbao would only be her senior brother, but now she has become a senior uncle, which is really unexpected, but in this way, it will be more natural for the two to get along.

After all, it is natural for Uncle Shi to love his nephew.

Wang Yuanbao breathed a sigh of relief and patted the sword raising gourd on his waist, now there is nothing in it, but it can always make people feel at ease: "Tomorrow, we will set off, we should go out to see the world." ”