In April, it is the season of the valley rain when all things are vigorously growing, and the mountains and fields in all directions are dripping with rain, and the crops planted by the people in the fields are rising, absorbing the nutrients of the rain and full of vitality.

An old man in a small town and village walked out of the house with a hoe, and was about to run to a field in the distance, not forgetting to greet his family: "This rain is just right, I will go to the field to communicate with the waterway, and by the way, weeding, you can just leave me dinner." ”

"Grab an umbrella, old man!" cried the old woman in the house.

"How heavy is the rain, what kind of umbrella to take!" said the old man, and ran back into the house, put on a rain coat, and took a hat and walked out again, carrying a hoe and leaving.

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Although this rain is small, it has traveled all the way north from southern Xinjiang, nourishing countless crops and seedlings and living plants in the land of southern Xinjiang, which is known as the "granary" of Dawu Kingdom.

The water surface of Nanyang City Wind Stop Lake is still not rippling, and on the willow trees on the lakeside, catkins are flying, like vast white snow. The most eye-catching thing is the blazing cherry blossoms that bloom on the clouds and never fade on the mountain. It's like an unquenchable fire.

It's the most beautiful time of the year. The villagers all go down the mountain and enjoy the rare scenery. Those desireless warriors and scholars who live in the grass in the mountains are all out of the mountains.

The woodcutter who chopped wood carried a load of dry firewood on his back and went to the city for sightseeing, and by the way he sold firewood, and bought a pot of good wine with the money from the sale of firewood, and put the rest in his pocket and took it back.

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The rain crossed thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, continued north from Yizhou, and went down to Yongzhou, Qingzhou...

Numerous tributaries of the Kyushu River are at high tide, flowing from south to north, surging and flowing into the North Sea.

This is undoubtedly the best ascension for those supreme people who are in harmony with the long river of Kyushu, the rain falls in the river, the river water swells, and the origin is deeper, and the origin of their cultivation is even worse, and there are even realm-breaking martial artists.

It can really be described as a wonderful rain from the sky, blessing all things.

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"The rain in the season of Gu rain is always at the right time, neither early nor late, this is the way of heaven, it is the truth..."

I don't know where, who, or plain clothes in a grass cottage on a mountain peak. The master looked at the drizzle outside the house, whispered to himself, and seemed to have an understanding.

In his hand, a white feather fan shook slowly.

"Teacher, it's your turn!" a middle-aged man sitting across from him pointed to the chessboard on the table and urged. The old man was stunned when he heard this, his thoughts were pulled back, and he only smiled: "Ha, people will often be distracted when they are old." ”

As he spoke, his emaciated and withered fingers twisted into a white piece and landed on the chessboard. In an instant, all the chess pieces are communicating. Form a subtle connection.

"Luozi Tianyuan..."The middle-aged man stared at the chess hand, quite surprised, and frowned and pondered for a while...

In the vast mountains, the grass is abundant, and a shepherd boy, riding a ox, walks leisurely with the ox, and wherever the ox goes to graze, he goes there.

From time to time, a melodious flute sounded, causing all the fruit of a tree to fall, and the pheasants in the meadow were all screaming and taking off.

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The northern edge of Yizhou City, although it is the edge of the city, is still full of people coming and going, prosperous endlessly, the streets are drenched with rain, and there are two people who laugh and smile, the old man's face is thin, sallow, as if he has a serious illness, that kind of appearance, he can't resist a gust of wind.

A dirty little girl, about ten years old, skinny, helped the old man into a steamed bun shop, she made a lot of fuss, only took out a penny, and then handed it to the store, weakly said: "Buy a bun!"

"Two pennies for a bun!" The man who sold the buns didn't look at the two of them with just one sentence, but looked at the street and shouted: "Steamed buns, freshly steamed hot buns, two pennies a penny..."

The old man's ancestors and grandchildren were lonely, and they wanted to cry without tears, so they had to support each other and leave.

Just as they were about to turn around, a young man of twelve or thirteen stopped them, bought several hot white breads from the shopkeeper, and handed them to the little girl, along with some finely chopped silver taels. opened his mouth to speak, and his voice was still childish: "I'll give you this money." ”

"Thank you, thank you. The grandfather and grandson hurriedly nodded in thanks...... Holding a few buns, in the twilight, I walked out of the north gate of Yizhou City and entered a mountain field...

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In the land of the Yizhou School Palace Martial Academy, the plants and flowers on the mountain ushered in the most blooming season, and the flowers were blooming. The peach blossoms that Mu Li saw that day were also in full bloom, gorgeous and peaceful. The faint aroma is blown by the wind and dispersed in all directions, which is intoxicating.

And the lotus flowers in the lotus pond of the Bunyuan are the most beautiful and moving, like a girl standing in a pavilion, revealing the buds, in this early summer, gentle and warm blooming.

Those young scholars who refer to each other, there are men and women, most of them, when they are free, they will gather here in the lotus pond, enjoy the flowers and chant poems, and the full of talent is ignited.

There are some young girls dressed in broken flowers, driving a flat boat, swimming in the lotus pond and picking lotus seeds. The straight and tall lotus leaf covered the girl's head.

"Picking lotus in Nantang autumn, lotus flowers over people's heads, bow your head to get lotus seeds, lotus seeds are as clear as water..."

At this time, a white-clothed scholar with a delicate face who was watching the beautiful scenery of the lotus pond from a pavilion next to the lotus pond was touched, and sang in a low voice, his hair like ink was tied behind him, clean and bookish.

The white paper fan is matched with a white jade crown, the eyes are plump, and the belly has a poetry and calligraphy atmosphere.

The young scholar's eyes were as cool as water, and then he raised his head, his gaze crossed the palace of the city tower, and looked into the mountains that were gradually disappearing in the distance.

There is rain there, and there is a bright future.

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The Yizhou City Martial Arts Meeting was carried out as usual, because the rain could not fall on the place of this military camp, and when the wind came with the rain, it seemed to hit an invisible wall, blocking the void, prompting the rain to flow back, and it could not come here.

The martial arts venue is still shining brightly. Flags are flying everywhere, and the ring matches in the three major theaters are in full swing. Elimination, promotion...

Mu Li cultivated his sword for a day under the guidance of Mu Changfeng, and improved a lot again. When he lifted his sword and danced, the sword intent became more pure and sharp, the moves opened and closed, and the sword mark appeared, then annihilated, and then reappeared.

Cycle.

"Draw the sword style!" A sword was pulled out violently, cutting out a long river of sword qi, Mu Li then retracted the sword, the handprint flipped again, and slashed out a few swords again at a very fast speed "Chaotic Sword Style!" The sword qi dissipated instantly, danced wildly, condensed a series of sword marks in the air, and then united, turning into a blazing sword seal, blooming with a brilliant sword light.

"Loose Sword Style!"

It was another sword, and the big sword mark was scattered, but it was no longer scattered without rules, but bloomed to the Zhou side like a bud blooming, and the big sword mark diffused, turning into a series of small sword marks, pointing straight to the eight directions. Scattered but not chaotic.

The sword qi is even worse, if the mortal flesh fetus is located in the center of that sword qi, it will be torn into pieces without thinking about it, turning into a mess of flesh.

... At the same time as Mu Li was practicing, Chu Chu was also practicing, and the ascetics continued to guide her, she made rapid progress, and her true qi was striding strongly, which made the ascetics sigh and laugh again and again.

And Qinghe is even harder, her practice of swordsmanship is the most suitable for the season of Gu Yu, at this time the qi of all things is the most suitable for her practice, although there is no rain in the barracks, but the season is like this, it is not to be missed.

Qing He's long cyan dress danced with the sword, and on the surface of the clothes, if you look closely, there seem to be lotus flowers blooming. The prosperity of his sword aura is far more than ten times that of Mu Li.

In the realm of Tianyuan, the heavenly soul and the central spirit awakened, and the second secret mansion of the human body, "Yuan Infant", was completely opened up and formed, and there was only one heavenly rush missing, that is, all the three souls and seven spirits were awakened. The true qi in the body of the martial artist in this realm is gushing endlessly, and it is not comparable to the realm of the wheel of life.

Mu Changfeng and his wife are still drinking tea, and at the same time supervising Mu Li's swordsmanship practice, they can see the rain in the distance, but it can't fall here.

Without thinking about it, he knew that it was the means of the Divine Sword Marquis.

"Time flies so fast, it's mid-April in a blink of an eye, think about it, Zhixuan hasn't been home for the New Year for three or four years, and Li'er is about to reach the year of the weak crown. Pastor Feng sighed.

"Yes, after this year, next year's sting season will be the year of the weak crown. It's really grown up. However, Xuan'er has been fighting on the battlefield all these years, so it's very bitter to think about it. Mrs. Luoyang said lightly, thinking of her eldest son, she didn't feel good in her heart.

But that was his own path.

"I heard that the war in the western border pass has been surprising in the past two years, the Huns have been committing crimes all year round, invading the people of the land of Xishu, and Zhixuan has been there for the past two years to help the king of Zhenxi resist the Huns. "The shepherd's wind.

"Such barbarian lands lack education, and they drink blood, but they are cruel by nature, which is really a shame for our human race. Mrs. Luoyang was very disdainful when she heard this. As a person of the Libang Dynasty of the Great Martial Kingdom, he is a small cultivator and an abomination of academics, and he hates the murderous human races in those barbarian places.

"Having said that, but the Xiongnu and other barbarian lands are the most advocating force, and it is rumored that there is a very high realm of the Xiongnu king, and conspired with the wild demon clan to lead the Xiongnu iron cavalry and demons, and has been invading the western border of our Dawu country for many years. ”

"It is rumored that the Demon King of the Imperial Court also led a large army to the Xishu Border Pass, and together with the King of Zhenxi, he expelled the Xiongnu barbarians and the Demon Alliance. ”

"Hey, I can't help with these family and country affairs, I just hope that Xuan'er is well. Mrs. Luoyang sighed.

"You have to believe in the mystery. ”

"Well, but I don't think we can even keep Li'er, he has grown up after all, and when he embarks on the martial arts, he will eventually have to fly away and travel all over the mountains and rivers, Yizhou City can't trap him, and we can't trap him. ”

"Haha, the man's ambition is in all directions, and it depends on the kid's choice, if Li'er has the ambition to leap into the dragon gate, how can we trap him in a small pond?" Shepherd Changfeng smiled and leaned his body, placing a thick palm on Mrs. Luoyang's hand. The couple had a good heart, and they were speechless for a while.

"I'm in a good mood today, I'll ask that kid to drink two cups, the peach blossom stuffed wine that kid brought back a few days ago is really good!" After a while, the shepherd Changfeng said and got up and walked to the young man practicing swords on the other side.

Mu Li's mind was condensed at this moment, and he tried his best to evolve and practice swordsmanship, but at this moment, he was shocked, his heart was shocked, and his soul was about to go out of his body. He felt a surge of Ling Tian's sword intent, as if he was about to be cut down, and the mountains collapsed!

An unstoppable force attacked, and Mu Li only felt that under that sword intent, he was going to turn into ashes! His complexion is pale, and he is threatened with death!

"Haha, stinky boy!"

At this time, Mu Changfeng's laughter sounded, and the sword intent instantly disappeared, and Mu Li did not move for a long time, letting the wind dry the cold sweat that scared out.

"Are you going to scare me to death, girl!" Mu Li turned around and couldn't help but curse, is there such a thing for his son? Fang Cai's fright came too suddenly and violently, making him feel so torn apart that he thought he was going to die.

"Being a father is just for you to experience the sword intent of the Nine Swords of the Void Xuan. The shepherd still spoke calmly: "Come, follow the father and the two cups." ”

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