Thinking of this, Li Fuyao felt a little funny about himself, such a young man in his early twenties, he became the guest secretary and second-in-command of a sect, and he also presided over the apprenticeship ceremony.

Although this Xiaoyi Mansion is now only a sect of rivers and lakes, no matter who understands it, what will happen in the future, in fact, it is very difficult to say, now that the Sword Mountain has been closed, it seems that this is the place in the world that can teach people to practice swords.

This sword practice, the practice is naturally a mountain sword.

When Li Fuyao was still in Beihai a few days ago, he heard that many monks went south to Dayu to go to that sword mountain, and he would definitely be disappointed to return, except for a few monks who had the opportunity to meet swordsmen who were still traveling in the mountains and rivers, and by chance, there were also a few people who could really embark on this road.

It's just that there won't be too many people.

Yu Yan stood aside and said obediently: "After all, Childe holds that nineteen, and he should still have some prestige on the mountain, otherwise after they all embark on the path of cultivation, Childe is afraid that he will not be treated." ”

Li Fuyao was originally looking at the sword book he had just taken, and when he heard Yu Yan's words, he smiled a little, "I can't stay in the mountains for long, what are you worried about?"

Li Fuyao thought so, but Qingni, who was cleaning up the sundries on the side, retorted rarely: "Since the son is the guest secretary of Xiaoyi Building, he naturally has majesty, even if he leaves one day, he is also a guest secretary, how can he not care." ”

Li Fuyao closed the book and was about to speak, when someone came from outside the bamboo building, it was Liu Ning.

Liu Ning's intention was not much different from what Yu Yu said before, that is, the apprenticeship ceremony of Xiaoyi Mansion needed to be presided over by Li Fuyao, but this was not what they meant, but what Chao Fengchen said himself.

If someone else spoke, Li Fuyao would probably refuse, but since he was speaking to Fengchen, Li Fuyao had no reason to refuse, so he quickly agreed.

Liu Ning said: "The head of the sect said, this time the selection of disciples is up to you, if you don't want to accept any of them, you will be sent down the mountain, if you can see them, you can be included in the door." ”

Li Fuyao tugged at the corners of his mouth, he didn't think about accepting disciples, he would see if people could set foot on the way of practicing swordsmanship before, but he just taught people to practice swords, so he didn't have the slightest interest.

He looked at Liu Ning, thought about it, and said, "When the time comes, you and Ye Zhou will preside over the general affairs, and I will come forward." ”

Liu Ning nodded, and after Chao Fengchen read all the martial artists on Ganhe Mountain, he selected more than 20 people to pass down the Sword Sutra, among these more than 20 people, except for the old people who were originally higher, this generation of disciples is Liu Ning's fastest progress, if you want to count Ye Zhou.

It's the two of them.

Nature is extremely prestigious.

Let them preside over this apprenticeship ceremony, I don't think there will be any problem.

After saying this, Li Fuyao didn't want to say more, and after letting Liu Ning leave, he picked up the sword book again.

Yu Yu carefully fiddled with the stove, occasionally adding some charcoal, she looked at Li Fuyao these days, and found that Gongzi had not practiced swords for the rest of the time except for a few hours a day, not even meditating.

She was very surprised, she kept thinking, when her cultivation reached the point of being a child, she would be like this?

It's just that for some reason, she didn't ask questions.

Qingni is different, after Liu Ning left, he has been talking about what to wear at that time, how to appear to look atmospheric, and what kind of words to say when the time comes.

Li Fuyao was a little helpless.

Looking up at the outside, he found that the snow had stopped, and Yu Yu said that there was a restaurant at the foot of the mountain, and there was a famous dish every winter, which was extremely delicious.

It's called boiled tofu.

Li Fuyao has eaten a lot of hometown dishes made by fish and fish these days, and he has become more and more fond of chili peppers.

When I heard that this dish was called boiled tofu, I thought that it was bland and tasteless, and Li Fuyao was a little strange that Yu Yu also liked this dish, "What's so delicious about tofu?"

Yu Yan shook his head and said softly: "Of course the tofu is average, but that restaurant has homemade oil chili peppers, and the taste is naturally different." ”

Li Fuyao put down the book, didn't think too much about it, and only said a word.

Then Li Fuyao was about to carry the sword box on his back, Yu Yan frowned, and Qing Ni grabbed it directly, "What is the identity of the son, how can he carry it himself, this kind of thing, the slave and the maid will hold it for the son." ”

Li Fu was stunned, and after thinking about it, it seemed that it was not appropriate to carry the sword box on his back, so he only took the green silk and hung it on his waist, not letting them hold it.

Walking out of the bamboo building, Li Fuyao thought about whether to inform Fenglu, and thought about it, this guy has been going to that hot spring these days, and he has long disappeared, and there is nothing to say.

That's it.

Li Fuyao is the guest of Xiaoyi Tower, and his natural status is extremely noble, and he doesn't need to report if he wants to go down the mountain, and he doesn't worry about the safety of Chao Fengchen, after all, he can still send Liu Ning to pass the word, which means that his retreat is not a big deal, since it is not a big deal, no one on the mountain can hurt him.

A swordsman in Taiqing Realm, if he wants to keep the chicken dog in Xiaoyilou, there is no difficulty.

There is still some time to go before the ceremony of collecting disciples, even if they can't rush back, that is, let them wait, Xiaoyilou is the first sword sect in the rivers and lakes of Beihai, so he naturally has this confidence.

Li Fuyao went down the mountain, with Yu Yan and Qing Ni, two maids, one has embarked on the road of cultivation, although he has not even entered the first realm, but he is still not an ordinary person, the other has practiced swords, practiced for several months, and Li Fuyao has taught him for so long, and he is not an ordinary martial artist.

There was snow on the trail, but it wasn't too difficult for the three of them.

When going down the mountain, Li Fuyao originally thought that he could just wear a green shirt, but when he saw the two maids beside him wrapped like a zongzi, he thought about it, and put on a thick robe outside in order not to be dazzling.

Li Fuyao has grown a little longer this year, so even if he wears it so thickly, it doesn't look bloated, so people can know at a glance that he is not an ordinary person.

On the way down the mountain, Li Fuyao and his entourage had already encountered a few sporadic climbers, most of whom were teenagers, and some were accompanied by elders.

Li Fuyao thought that this should be the people who went up the mountain to apprentice.

They looked at Li Fuyao who was going down the mountain with a hanging sword, and most of them thought that this must be the rich son who went to the mountain earlier, but he went up the mountain to apprentice and brought a maid, and he must have been scolded by the seniors on the mountain, so he was sent down the mountain. Therefore, most of them are sneering.

Li Fuyao ignored it completely.

Slowly descending the mountain, I saw a young man in rags.

When the young man saw Li Fuyao coming, he didn't bow down, but just stiffly moved out of the way.

Li Fuyao stood for a moment as he passed by him, and asked, "What is the purpose of going up the mountain to practice swords?"

The young man was silent for a moment, but after all, he did not avoid this question, "Practice the sword for revenge." ”

Li Fu shook his breath and continued to walk slowly down the mountain.

The boy who still has a lot to say is at a loss.

According to the records in those stories, Li Fuyao would be a rich son even if he was not a master on the mountain, either he should be allowed to go up the mountain to practice swords, and then teach him carefully, and one day he will become a generation of peerless swordsmen, or he should quietly listen to the story he said, and then leave the gold and silver.

But whether it's the former or the latter, it's a story in the book.

Li Fuyao is not, Li Fuyao used to tell books, but now he only practices swords.

Besides, he is now in a hurry to go down the mountain to eat boiled tofu.

Qing Ni asked cautiously behind him, "Childe, seeing that he is so pitiful, don't you help him?"

Li Fuyao said with a smile: "If he can practice swords, he will be a disciple of Xiaoyilou in the future, Mr. Chao looks at it, what does the enemy dare to do with him, and when he practices swords, it will be easy to kill the enemy, if he doesn't succeed, will it be possible for me to help him take revenge?"

"There is no greater truth than avenging one's own revenge. ”

Li Fuyao's words were very direct, but he was not wrong.

Although Qingni felt that these words were a little awkward, she did not feel resentment towards Li Fuyao because of this.

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I went down the mountain just to eat a plate of steaming boiled tofu in the cold winter, but when Li Fuyao knew that the restaurant was full, he could only smile helplessly.

Li Fuyao doesn't care, if there is no place, then wait.

It's just that the restaurant is full, and they can only wait in the stalls selling roasted sweet potatoes on the side of the street.

Fortunately, there was no wind or snow, and the stove for roasting sweet potatoes was warm

Yu Yan went to the slightly blessed restaurant shopkeeper didn't know what to say, and when he came back, his face was pretty good.

Li Fuyao sat next to the stove, peeling sweet potato skins with fish and green mud.

The sweet potato seller was an old man, with a gentle temperament, no business, and no annoyance, seeing that Li Fuyao had a sword at his waist, he didn't feel afraid, so he sat next to Li Fuyao, took out a pot of wine, put it on the stove, and soon there was wine to drink.

But it seems that he has no intention of giving Li Fuyao a drink.

Li Fuyao watched it for a long time, and finally couldn't help but let Yu Yan go to the opposite restaurant to buy a pot of wine.

Only then did Yu Yu know that the son was going to drink.

The wine was brought back, and Li Fuyao put the wine on the stove to warm it.

By the time Li Fuyao's sweet potatoes were almost eaten, the wine would be able to be drunk.

Li Fuyao thought about it, it seemed that the last time he drank was in Xianyan Academy, drinking with Ning Yingxue.

Taking a sip of wine into his throat, Li Fuyao's face was full of satisfaction.

The old man sneered: "I love wine very much, so why bother if I have to hold it?"

Li Fuyao turned his head to look at the old man, and asked with a smile: "Then why do you have to sell sweet potatoes, how can you survive anyway." ”

The old man glanced at him, "Self-reliant, self-reliant." That's the reason, don't you still talk about it?"

Li Fuyao smiled and nodded, "It should be so." ”

The old man suddenly became interested, "I think you are a person who likes to be reasonable, why don't we be reasonable?"

Li Fuyao smiled bitterly: "But now I just want to eat a bite of boiled tofu." ”

This sentence made the old man furious, "Rotten wood cannot be carved!"

Yu Yan only felt that the old man was unreasonable, so he was a little angry, and Qing Ni noticed that when the old man said this, Li Fuyao had already held down the hilt of the sword.

The wind and snow are coming to the world again.