The window contains a thousand autumn snow in Xiling.

There are people in the West Ridge, and the snow is under their feet.

The snow-capped mountains were covered with a dazzling golden light in the sun, and in the golden light there were two people standing quietly, the wind could not move the corners of their clothes, but their brows were squeezed out of deep wrinkles by this world.

"Senior Brother Sect Master, have you really thought about it?"

"There's no way around it. ”

"But the court?"

"I can only choose one of the imperial court and the sect. ”

One of them stopped talking, and asked tentatively, "Can't you have both?"

The other person turned his head, with seriousness and awe in his expression, "Sword, go forward, I'd rather bend than bend!"

On the top of the snow-capped mountain, there was silence, only the sound of the wind, whistling by.

In the old courtyard, there are also two people.

The black-haired old servant, whose full name was Wen Wei, made two cups of tea, handed one to the white-haired old man, and said softly: "Yunluo has killed Pan Chonglou, his shoulder was injured, and Cao Ye came to help collect the tail." ”

The old man picked up the teacup, blew the foam, and took a sip gently, with a look of relief, "It's good enough." ”

Wen Wei nodded, very disagreed, and asked, "Then he will come over tomorrow?"

The old man looked at the bright moon in the sky, "I think he should have the patience to wait until it's time to come." ”

Wen Wei chuckled: "That Pan Chonglou just had a little thought, and it is cruel enough to die silently like this." ”

The old man sneered, "Compared to the things he has done, this kind of death is already cheaper for him." ”

Wen Wei nodded slightly, his thoughts were aroused by those pasts, and both of them fell silent.

The bright moon in the sky also spread the brilliance in the dilapidated alley, and after Yunluo fell asleep with the lotus, he quietly gave another medicine to his shoulder, I don't know what magic medicine Brother Cao gave, now the wound has gradually scabbed, and I almost don't feel any discomfort.

Yunluo knew that Cao Yelai was not just a person who opened a small shop in Shengxian Lake, and he was also a little confused about how the two became friends, but what did it matter, intersecting with people was as precious as a sincere heart.

Brother Cao didn't want to work this time, but after thinking about it, there was no better solution in such a short period of time, and the favor could only be repaid slowly.

The people in Si Wen Cao Zhong pay attention to a fast word, there are people walking in a hurry everywhere, Wei Hongyi sat on the seat, looking at his subordinates, his expression was full of confusion, if you look carefully, you may be able to see a trace of anger.

"Could it be that you heard me wrong?"

Liu He stood below and smiled bitterly, "My lord, how could I hear this kind of thing wrong, just now the prince in the palace came to pass on the words in person, the prince said that Zhang Shangshu's matter does not need to be investigated again, and the matter of Taifu Pan will be handled separately in the palace." ”

Zhang Shangshu's matter has not been clarified, and there is another Mrs. Pan, the key is that they Si Wencao does not know the news of Mrs. Pan, but the palace has already sent a letter.

"That's a lot. Wei Hongyi's heavy lips let out a sigh, and he fell into deep thought in the gloomy chair.

So in this way, one night came quietly and left quietly in the conversations and wisps of thoughts.

For positive people, heaven and earth become alive again, full of infinite hope and possibility.

Yunluo resisted the urge to find Master immediately, and during these two days, he was still doing those hard and busy things as he had done for many days in the past many years.

It's just that the beef noodle restaurant has never opened again, so Yunluo is a little sorry for it.

After all, there was still a bowl of noodles left to eat.

On the third day, it was time to deliver food to Master's courtyard again, and today Yunluo was going to take Suihe with him.

These days, he has been thinking about what if he can really become a cultivator, what will happen to Suihe? After all, there was a big man who had come to ask in person, and then after Yunluo's inquiry, the identity of the big man was confirmed, which made Yunluo very self-reproachful, and she should have been forced to agree.

The big man's name is Jiang Yan, the secretary of the military department of Shu State, the successor of the national minister recognized by the whole country, known as "Youlin", this name alone already represents a lot of meaning.

What makes Yunluo not regret his green intestines is that Jiang Yan once left a note, which was not completely missed.

However, he still wanted to take Suihe to meet with his master first and listen to his opinion.

On the crowded street, Yunluo pushed a wheelbarrow full of vegetables and walked slowly, with the lotus behind him, his hand slightly holding his shirt, looking around at the richness and prosperity of Jincheng.

The prosperity of the city also attracts many bystanders, and on top of a tall building, two teenagers in plain satin robes are leaning against the window, drinking wine without a glass, full of thoughts. Looking at the city, their eyes were cold and indifferent, and in the private room behind them, there were some teenagers sitting, playing and talking.

There are two kinds of practitioners in the world, those who are recorded in the spectrum and those who are not cultivated.

The former entered the sect to practice, there are formal inheritances and records, and the path of cultivation is mostly smooth and smooth, but there are differences in personal aptitude and heart;

The mountain and the wild cultivator are self-taught and self-enlightened, and are nicknamed wild dog gouging, although they occasionally have the opportunity to go against the sky and the wild cultivators get ahead, but most of them are still at the bottom of the cultivators, and they are often looked down upon by those spectrum monks.

There are many large and small cultivation sects in the territory of Shu, but there is only one mountain gate at the beginning of the sect, Xiling Sword Sect.

The Sword Cultivation Holy Land and the head of the five sects in the world are enough to make the Xiling Sword Sect the pride of countless people in Shu, and it is also enough to become the pride of all the disciples of the Xiling Sword Sect.

On the cuffs of the two teenagers' shirts, there is a circle of mountain patterns, and people with a discerning eye can see at a glance that they are the pride of heaven of the Xiling Sword Sect.

The young man in the center is of medium stature, with slender fingers and a face full of pride, it is the eldest son of the Dong family in Xicheng, Dong Shen.

His father, the head of the Dong family, was a military minister of Shu who guarded Cangwu County in southern Xinjiang. Being able to guard Cangwu, which is one of the gateways to southern Xinjiang, shows the trust of the King of Shu in him. Dong Shen himself is also competitive, and he successfully entered the Xiling Sword Sect to cultivate, and he is even a very outstanding student in this class, which makes his father proud every time he talks about it.

The young man beside him, with a handsome face, a slender figure, and well-fitting clothes set off him like a fairy, he is the eldest son of Yu Mansion in Nancheng, Yu Heng.

As a wealthy businessman in Jincheng, Yu Mansion, in a big gamble in the early years, won a big victory, and since then he has risen to the top of the rich in Shu, sitting firmly in the top few positions of the rich in Shu, both political and business worlds, vertical and horizontal.

Several of the people behind them were all students of other sects in Shudi, and there was a little gap between them and their family backgrounds, so they unconsciously avoided it, and slowly formed such a situation of stars and moons, and the two of them also took it for granted.

The rules of the world's cultivation sects are probably to allow disciples above the Three Realms to travel down the mountain, while ordinary students under the Three Realms can only go out to let off steam.

Many sect disciples, large and small, near Jincheng naturally regard this flowery Jincheng as the first choice for releasing the wind.

Obviously, at this time, there are some students in this private room who are good with each other under the three realms.

The praise and support of everyone behind them didn't take it seriously at all, as the core disciples of the Xiling Sword Sect, they knew a lot of inside stories.

With a great change many years ago, the Xiling Sword Sect was strongly suppressed by the Daduan Dynasty and gradually declined.

At the same time, the Daduan Dynasty supported the Qingxi Sword Pond and rose rapidly, provoking the Xiling Sword Sect everywhere.

The Xiling Sword Sect can still nominally maintain the title of the head of the five sects, but in fact, it is already in internal and external difficulties, and two years later, at the Five Sects Conference, there are even rumors that Qingxi Sword Pond may challenge the Xiling Sword Sect to replace the title of one of its five sects.

As a last resort, the sect master of the Xiling Sword Sect suddenly announced to the world a few days ago that five people would be selected from among the freshmen in this class to teach the secret of the Xiling Sword Sect's personal transmission "The Heavenly Sword Sutra", and at the same time restart the selection of sword crowns that had been suspended for many years, and devote the power of the sect to cultivate.

On the occasion of going down the mountain this time, the senior brother also informed everyone that if they found good seedlings, they could bring them, and if they were indeed talented and were accepted by the sect in the entrance test three days later, the recommender could get a chance to go to the second floor of the Sword Pavilion to consult the Sword Sutra.

Yu Heng's eyes were scattered, wandering around, and suddenly he used his elbow to push Dong Shen next to him, "Brother Dong, look." ”

Dong Shen lazily followed Yu Heng's gaze, and suddenly his eyes lit up.

Yunluo's footsteps were still calm, but his heart was beating faster and faster, turning the intersection in front of him, and walking a few dozen steps to the master's courtyard, I don't know what kind of result awaits me next.

A group of richly dressed teenagers suddenly appeared in front of Yunluo's wheelbarrow, Yunluo stopped the car, and Suihe poked his head out from behind him, and the two looked at the group in front of them.

Yunluo recognized their clothes, the disciples of the cultivation sect, especially the two in the lead, his eyes slid over the mountain patterns on their cuffs, Xiling Sword Sect.

Yu Heng saw Yunluo's gaze, smiled, and wanted to pat Yunluo's shoulder, but when he saw this coarse linen clothes, he still forgot it. opened his mouth and said: "Little brother, I will send you a great creation." ”

Yunluo didn't answer, casting a puzzled and wary look at him.

Yu Heng didn't care, stretched out his finger and pointed at Suihe behind Dianyunluo, "Give her to me, and I'll take her to the Xiling Sword Sect to become a cultivator." "Plus, I can pay you a lot of money, so much that you can't even think of, like buying this building." ”

Yu Heng pointed to the high-rise building next to him, the people in the merchant's house, who had learned how to do business since he was a child, and did not explicitly say that he was selling.

His expression was full of confidence, and it was impossible for a poor boy who needed to make a living by delivering food by coolies, and such an offer would not be refused.

"Not for sale. A voice came calmly.

said what Yu Heng was hiding and said his resolute attitude.

Yu Heng was stunned, and the teenagers behind him also let out a burst of exclamations.

Is this kid crazy? Yu Heng's conditions are already very generous, and if he changes his position, he will most likely be busy agreeing.

Dong Shen was very impatient, if it didn't happen that the sect had such a task, if it happened that he really needed to go to the second floor of the Sword Pavilion to see the "Jin Ge Sword Technique" that he had been thinking about for a long time, if he happened to see that this girl was a rare cultivation embryo, and if he didn't mind accepting a beautiful maid, he didn't want to spend so much time.

So he said, "Promise him, or you will die." ”

Yun Luo's brows furrowed tightly, he couldn't beat it, Pan Chonglou, who had just entered the realm of refining the body, had already made him fight for his life, not to mention so many cultivators in front of him.

Suddenly, a bearded man dressed in purple rushed over, blocked in front of Yunluo, and arched his hand towards Dong Shen and Yu Heng and others: "Dong Gongzi, Yu Gongzi, all sons, in the White Horse Gang Cen Wuxin, this person is my brother......"

Before the words fell, Dong Shen kicked Cen Wuxin's stomach, kicked him diagonally and flew out, smashed him to the ground, and spurted out a few mouthfuls of blood.

"The reptiles in the ground dare to come to me to ask for face. ”

Just where Cen Wuxin fell, a black carriage slowly drove by, the style of the carriage was not exaggerated at all, and there was not even any logo, but the materials were all exquisite, in the carriage, a woman was dressed in a dark color, her face was beautiful, she glanced at the conflict beside her from the side curtain that was blown by the wind, withdrew her gaze, and opened her lips lightly: "If the disciples of the Sword Sect are all of this virtue, it is no wonder that Old Man Chen wants to take out the "Heavenly Sword Sutra" to recruit newcomers. ”

The maid on the opposite side was also beautiful, and said with a smile: "The Sword Sutra of the Heavenly Sword must be in the pocket of the young lady, not only that, but the young lady will also kill the limelight of the Jiangdong Pearl." ”

The beautiful woman was noncommittal, and said in a voice that only she could hear: "Jiangdong Pearl, hehe! Don't let me Cui Pheasant down." ”

As for the conflict on the side of the road, she didn't see it.

In the small courtyard, Wen Wei frowned and said, "He has always been punctual, it stands to reason that he should arrive." ”

The old man frowned, his eyes closed, and suddenly his eyes opened, and two rays of light burst out, slapping on the rattan chair, "Bold!"

The figure disappeared in place.