Before walking to the Ten Thousand Treasure Pavilion, no matter what, he had to walk through the iron chain first, standing on this side of the cliff, looking at the other side of the cliff, Xie Ying suddenly asked: "Li Fuyao, will you be able to take a sword, show your hand?"

Li Fu shook his head, didn't answer the question, just asked, "Do you want me to carry you over?"

Xie Ying laughed, raised his head and thought about what to say, but as soon as he looked up, he saw the sun that was about to set, and muttered, "I don't know how the sunrise is, but this sunset is really good." ”

Li Fuyao looked up and did not speak.

After crossing the "bridge", Xie Ying walked in front of him, the most brilliant son of the Xie family in Yanshi City, according to the handle of the family heirloom knife Qike, walking on the shaking iron chain, not afraid at all, but walking very slowly, not chic at all.

I'm afraid that today's section of the road can be regarded as the slower, most stable, and most unwilling part of Xie Ying's life to make mistakes. This Xie Ying, who has never encountered any major setbacks since he was a child, no matter what he does, he can always make extremely extraordinary results in a short period of time, so Xie Chenjun will value him so much, and Xie Wuyi will love and hate when he thinks of his son. Therefore, Xie Ying is not 100% attentive to anything, even if he leads a cavalry army alone and carries the rise and fall of the Great Zhou on his shoulders.

But today's road, I can't help but not take it seriously, because if it really slips under your feet, you will roll down the cliff from here, and it will be really a life, and when the time comes, everything in the past twenty or thirty years will be a mirror. It's not that Xie Ying is afraid of death, if he is really afraid of death, he won't dare to enter Huaiyang City alone before he comes, it's just that there are thousands of ways to die in life, and Xie Ying won't like this one today.

Li Fuyao, who was carrying the sword box, did not rashly step on this iron chain, not because he was afraid that he would fall off the cliff, but just wanted to wait for Xie Ying to finish walking.

Looking at Xie Ying walking on this shaky iron chain, Li Fuyao remembered that many years ago in Luoyang City, playing with those market friends in the alleys, one of the places was a stone staircase, because the middle step was destroyed by something, so the neighbors had to erect a piece of wood between the two stone steps, and several children often liked to go to that place for a walk, and the children's balance was not outstanding, so there was probably no one who could really stand on that piece of wood for a while, he Li Fuyao?

The same no!

smiled, after coming back to his senses, Li Fuyao saw that Xie Ying was already standing on the opposite side and gasping for breath, so he walked on the chain, he didn't walk fast, but every step out was extremely stable, not Xie Ying was so shaky, and when he walked to the opposite side, Xie Ying had already found a big stone in front of Wanbao Pavilion and sat down, looking at the famous Wanbao Pavilion in front of him, Xie Ying muttered: "There are really huge stones weighing more than 1,000 catties, obediently, it is really the means of you mountain immortals." ”

Li Fuyao was noncommittal, just staring at this Wanbao Pavilion, which was obviously built for some years, but did not show its old age.

Xie Ying stood up, rubbed his shoulders, and proposed, "Why don't we go in and have a look, and by the way, see if there is a place to sleep?" Anyway, we have to get up tomorrow to watch the sunrise?"

Li Fuyao nodded, and took the lead in stepping into this Wanbao Pavilion, the corners of the latter's mouth twitched, I didn't see you so active when I just crossed the cliff, and now you have become like this, don't you be ashamed?

Stepping into the Wanbao Pavilion that Chen Guoren missed, it was not as jeweled as imagined, just a quaint pavilion, Wanbao Pavilion has a total of three floors, the third floor is an excellent location to watch the sunrise, there is only one quiet room on the first floor, and there is nothing else, the person who built this pavilion did not have the idea of inviting guests here, otherwise why not even see a guest room?

On the second floor, there are a lot of books, all of which are not lone fragments, but the common Mongolian books on the market account for most of them, and the rest are also some idle books, which are worthless, so after so many years here, they have still not been emptied, and no one knows if they have taken a few steps secretly.

The entire Ten Thousand Treasures Pavilion was spotless, not at all like an ownerless thing.

Li Fuyao went from the first floor to the second floor, came to the books, was silent for a moment, took away an inconspicuous yellowed book, and saw a bright yellow talisman posted here behind the book.

Xie Ying leaned over and asked, "What is this?"

Li Fuyao said calmly: "The dust amulet, one of the certain talismans of Taoism, as long as the qi engine on it is still there, it will have an effect, even after thousands of years, this Wanbao Pavilion can be spotless." The effectiveness of the talisman is closely related to the realm cultivation of the person who draws the talisman, and those with a high realm are afraid that they will really have to be maintained for more than a hundred years. However, this talisman does not look like it was painted by the person, it should be some ordinary things circulating in the Daomen, and the qi is very bad, if the person who built this Wanbao Pavilion does not want to see this Wanbao Pavilion become dusty in the future, he should have to come back recently. ”

Xie Ying sat on the floor and said with a smile: "In case that mountain immortal dies outside, I can't say." ”

Li Fu smiled, but when he saw that the sky was getting dark, he went to the side to find an oil lamp to light it, and then took the oil lamp and walked slowly all the way by the bookshelf.

Turn the books around from time to time.

Xie Ying yawned and didn't look here, just closed his eyes and recuperated.

Li Fuyao walked a few steps and stopped in front of a bookshelf, and there was a line of small writing on the wall behind the bookshelf.

The handwriting is sloppy, but meaningful.

Li Fuyao carefully identified it and recognized it as a sentence, "Life is not satisfactory, how is it?"

It seems that there is an unfinished meaning.

Li Fuyao paused for a moment, walked a few steps forward, and saw another line of words, this time, it was not cursive, but a line of neatly written regular script, "My generation of scholars, is it wrong to be sincere?

It came to an abrupt end again.

Li Fuyao took a few steps forward, and the front was this time a book, "A belly of untimely knowledge, saying that it is not pleasing to anyone." ”

Go any further, and it's gone.

Li Fuyao raised his head, these three lines of small characters, are all written by one person, that person seems to be really the world's first-class reader, whether it is cursive or regular script, it is not bad, and it seems that they are written at will, no effort is required, if you really take the pen seriously, I am afraid that it will really be comparable to the world's first-class calligraphy.

Li Fuyao suddenly withdrew from this pavilion and went to the pavilion to see if there was a plaque hanging in front of the pavilion, but when he returned to the second floor after a while, he was still confused, obviously there was no plaque there, why did he want to take a look.

Back on the second floor, Xie Ying was already asleep, and the moon was hanging in the middle of the sky, Li Fuyao put the oil lamp back and sat down cross-legged.

Now he has a lot of thoughts about the master of the Ten Thousand Treasure Pavilion.

Untie the sword box, take out the green silk and Xiaoxue and put them on your lap.

Li Fuyao was about to start his usual sword cultivation method again, but suddenly, Qingsi Xiaoxue's sword roared, and Qingsi's sword body trembled, almost breaking out of the sheath.

Li Fuyao looked up at the third floor.

Put Xiaoxue in the sword box, hold Qingsi in her hand, and go to the third floor of the view.

There is nothing else on the third floor.

He had come up to see it before, but he hadn't found anything, but this time he had gone up to the third floor, only to find that there was ash peeling off on the opposite wall, and some verses were revealed. "Raise your head to the northwest clouds, leaning on the sky and thousands of miles to have a long sword. People say that here, see you in the middle of the night, and the bullfighting is bright. I feel that the mountains are high, the pool is empty and the water is cold, and the moon and stars are light. ”

Where the payment is made, there are three words of Wang Fugui.

This is the owner of the Ten Thousand Treasure Pavilion.

But this kind of scholar who can write such a handwriting is called Wang Fugui?!

Li Fuyao walked a few steps, and after a while, he could only retreat, and the abundance of qi left in that line of poetry was really much stronger than him, but there was no offensive momentum.

Li Fuyao was puzzled, he didn't feel any sword intent in this Wanbao Pavilion, which meant that the owner of this Wanbao Pavilion would not be the predecessor of the swordsman lineage, but why did Qingsi want a loud sword sound?

Li Fuyao looked down at the green silk in his hand, the latter was still trembling slightly, not afraid, just a little excited and excited.

Li Fuyao sat down in place, waiting for the dawn and watching the sunrise.

But after closing his eyes, there was a sudden loud bang in his mind.

A white-robed swordsman appeared not far in front of him, still unable to see his face, but the sword in the man's hand was undoubtedly green.

Li Fu was stunned, and soon remembered the scene he saw when he held Qingsi for the first time at the bottom of the cliff of Sword Mountain, where the white-robed swordsman fought alone against several demon cultivators on the Sword Mountain, and finally died of exhaustion.

Later, he learned that the previous owner of this green silk, that is, the white-robed man, was called Bai Zhihan, and he was a well-deserved sword embryo!

Now that we meet for the second time, it doesn't seem to be friendly.

Bai Zhihan, who was carrying the sword, looked at Li Fuyao and sneered: "My Bai Zhihan's sword, why are you worthy of it?"

Li Fu was stunned, as if he didn't know how to answer.

Bai Zhihan said indifferently: "Answer me!"

Between the words, there are really countless sword intents filled with it, and this Bai Zhihan's sword path is really only one step away from entering the sea, and even the old ancestor of Sword Mountain

Li Fuyao was silent for a while, looking at the sword that should have been in his hand, but now it was Qingsi on the other side.

"The predecessors have already made an ancient life, why are you reluctant to give up this sword?"

Li Fuyao raised his head with a calm expression.

He couldn't see Bai Zhihan's face clearly, but he didn't know why, he could always feel Bai Zhihan's demeanor.

The latter hooked the corners of his mouth, "Being an ancient or not being an ancient, it has nothing to do with you, a descendant with poor qualifications, but since you want my sword, you should give you a reason why you can use this sword." ”

Li Fuyao opened his mouth and said: "The predecessors are ancient, since Qingsi does not resist, why do the predecessors still do this?"

Bai Zhihan seemed to have a strange expression on his face, the young man on the other side didn't say what perseverance he had, what his ambition was, but he was just saying that he was dead, and the ownership of this sword should naturally not be his concern.

It's really from Li Fuyao's side, no matter what you say about the sword path, it's useless, after all, no matter how brilliant the sword path is, it can compare to the sword embryo in front of you now, and it is a character who can be compared with the sword fairy willow lane.

So that's all I can say.

Bai Zhihan was obviously a little disappointed.

He threw out the green silk casually, "You are not worthy of learning my Bai Zhihan's swordsmanship." ”

Li Fuyao took Qingsi with an expressionless face, "Li Fuyao doesn't want to learn the kendo of his predecessors. ”

Bai Zhi's cold smile dissipated.

The Green Silk Sword fell silent again.

Li Fuyao sweated profusely.

When I opened my eyes, the sky was already white.

It's just that it seems that today is the sunrise that I don't want to see.

No wonder the mountain was so deserted on the way, not a single pedestrian could see it.

It turns out that after winter, it is really difficult to see the sunrise?

Li Fuyao walked down the third floor, but suddenly saw that outside the building, a group of people walked through the iron chain and came to the front of the Wanbao Pavilion.

There were three people in a group, two middle-aged men with ordinary faces, one in a green shirt, and the other in a black robe.

Another woman, with a strange ugly countenance, carried two short swords.

Li Fuyao came to the second floor, but Xie Ying had already gotten up, he had rested for a night, and he seemed to be in good spirits, but after seeing these three people, this Xie Jiabaoshu's expression was gloomy.

Li Fuyao asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

Xie Ying smiled bitterly: "Do you remember when I was eating dumplings, I said that we were a group of several people, and I was the only one who entered Huaiyang City?"

Li Fuyao nodded.

Xie Ying's face was bitter, "Do you know why I didn't look for them when I left Huaiyang City, but avoided them?"

Li Fu shook his head.

Xie Ying sighed, "Because these three were originally watching me die, even if I was lucky enough to come out of Huaiyang City, they would definitely make up for another knife, so that I Xie Ying couldn't return to Da Zhou." ”

Li Fuyao frowned and said, "Someone in your Xie family wants you to die, and doesn't want you to be the head of the family?"

Xie Ying nodded calmly, "Uncle won't live long, so it's time for them to make some moves." ”

Li Fuyao asked again, "Do you know who it is?"

Xie Ying lowered his head and said softly: "Knowing my every move, and at the same time being able to call the master of the Xie family, and finally guaranteeing that after I die, I will definitely be able to sit in the seat of the head of the family, except for my father, who else can there be?" It's just that I can't think clearly, I want to die, the assassination of the Chen State assassin before, why did you block it for me, and I lost an arm in vain." ”

Li Fuyao was silent, he really didn't know how to speak about this matter.

Xie Ying pressed the handle of the knife and said softly: "Xie family's family background, don't get involved, I'll deal with it myself." ”

Li Fuyao didn't agree, "I'm here, you can't die." ”

Xie Ying sighed, didn't say anything, tidied up his clothes, and went downstairs alone.

Li Fuyao looked at his back and found that it was really a little lonely.

What does it take to make such a young man become like this?

He muttered in a low voice, "Mr. Wang Fugui, what do you think?"

——

A thousand hopes, or a thousand unwillingness?

In short, the old sacrificial wine Xie still walked into this Shaoliang City, and before the old sacrificial wine entered the city, His Majesty the Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty really personally led a hundred officials to greet him, and gave the old sacrificial wine the greatest number of gifts.

What's more, after entering the city, the old sacrificial wine said that he would walk to the post house, and His Majesty the emperor also readily agreed, and even took the initiative to walk beside the old sacrificial wine, supporting the old man who was already gray-haired.

Xie Chenjun's body began to deteriorate last fall, in fact, this old man also knew why his body suddenly plummeted, and his younger brother was actually inseparable, but he believed in him too much and did not take precautions in diet, housing and transportation, which led to the current situation, but Xie Chenjun was unwilling to spend more effort to regulate his body after learning the news of Xie Ying's death, so his body would get worse and worse, until this point.

There is nothing more sad than the death of the heart.

After the Xie family was gone, the spirit of the boss was naturally gone.

Walking on the streets that had been emptied, His Majesty the Emperor was silent, he really didn't know how to open his mouth to face this old sacrificial wine, almost for this national war, took out most of the Xie family.

There is even Xie Ying's net worth.

For the boss, he can only respect and feel guilty.

Xie Chenjun smiled, "Your Majesty doesn't need to feel guilty, Ying'er died on the battlefield and died on the case with a civil official, in fact, it is a matter of course, but he failed to become a family with His Majesty, and the old minister felt a little lost." When Ying'er was a child, he was already the most outstanding descendant of the Xie family, and he was not bad in martial arts and the art of war。 Such a thank you, the old minister can not have high hopes, if he says no, it is a lie, but these days I always dream of him, this time, the old minister is thinking, if he goes back to the beginning, the old minister asked him if he would like to study to gain fame, go to the battlefield These things, just let them be given to others, Your Majesty, don't blame the old minister for such a posture, it is really because the old minister has no children under his knees, for Ying'er, he is really regarded as his own son. ”

Although he was laughing, His Majesty the Emperor couldn't hear the sadness.

His Majesty the Emperor softly comforted: "My lord's mood, I fully understand, Xie Ying is the pillar of the country, if it weren't for him, this Great Zhou would not be so peaceful." ”

Xie Chenjun walked a few steps, raised his head and asked, "The old minister dares to ask Your Majesty, if Ying'er is still alive, will Your Majesty really marry the princess to him, and don't care about the ancestral system?"

His Majesty the Emperor said without hesitation: "That's nature. ”

Xie Chenjun nodded, and then said in a low voice: "Lao Chen has thought back a few times over the past few days, and feels that he is still too strict with Ying'er, and he lacks some care, and he just wants to let him grow up, so that he can become the backbone of the Xie family in the future, but in fact, it is really a bit excessive, when he thinks about planning something for him, but it is late, and the one who is most sorry for Ying'er is actually the Xie family." ”

His Majesty the Emperor sighed slightly, not knowing what to say.

Xie Chenjun walked forward a few steps before he said: "The old minister came to Shaoliang City this time, not to make His Majesty embarrassed, but to relieve His Majesty, the courtiers are all looking at the old minister's reaction, in fact, the old minister wants to see the Great Zhou the most, or the same Great Zhou." ”

His Majesty the Emperor's eyes were moist.

"After that, I may have to borrow His Majesty's Shaoliang City as the last place for the old minister. ”