In the early morning of the second day, the sun was shining, and the Peony Pavilion was shining. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Ling Feng looked up at the attic in front of him, the four floors were octagonal, and it was very magnificent. In this era, this kind of attic can be built, and the Peony Pavilion is really extraordinary.

"Let's go, I'll take you in and have a look. ”

Next to him, Jiang Yuqing, who was dressed as a son-in-law, pulled Ling Feng in.

The layout on the first floor is similar to that of the inn restaurant, and a few of them are drinking and eating. These guests are all dressed in fine clothes, and it is obvious that the prices of the food and drinks here are not low, and they take the high-end route.

The shopkeeper was a pretty woman about thirty years old, and when she saw Ling Feng and Jiang Yuqing walking together, she immediately smiled and said: "Qing'er, no wonder Han Gongzi has been pursuing diligently, you ignore it, it turns out that you have a sweetheart for a long time!"

Jiang Yuqingqiao's face was slightly red, and she said angrily: "Aunt Lin, what are you talking about, this is the Ling Daxia I told you." He came to see Master today, and he had something important to discuss. ”

At this time, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old pretty girl ran over after delivering wine and food to the guests, looked at Ling Feng a few times, and said with a smile: "It turns out that Ling Daxia is not only strong in martial arts, but also young and handsome. No wonder Sister Yuqing has always been obsessed with you!"

Jiang Yuqing suddenly blushed, chased the little girl with a fan, and said, "You dead Xiaoqin, look at your mouth!"

Ling Feng smiled and said nothing, but he liked this harmonious atmosphere.

At this time, the shopkeeper Aunt Lin said: "Yuqing is a good girl, Ling Gongzi should cherish it!"

"Aunt Lin, I think you misunderstood, the time I spent with Yuqing together was not enough for a day, how could she like me?" Ling Feng explained with a smile. He doesn't really think that he has a charm halo, everyone loves him, and flowers bloom.

Aunt Lin smiled: "Although you have not been together for a long time, you have helped her twice." The first time he avenged her father's murder, and the second time he helped her get justice for Lianyue. A few days ago, Jiang Yuelong ran away from marriage, and Yuqing is still worried about you. ”

Several black lines suddenly appeared on Ling Feng's forehead, although he had planned the escape, everyone thought that he had been escaped.

"Aunt Lin, what are you talking nonsense, ignore you!"

At this time, Jiang Yuqing ran over, glared at Aunt Lin fiercely, pulled Ling Feng away, and said, "Don't listen to their nonsense." ”

Ling Feng smiled, "I didn't hear anything just now. ”

Jiang Yuqing said: "The first floor here is a tavern, the second floor is for appreciating singing and dancing, the third floor is for listening to piano music, and the fourth floor is for poetry, calligraphy and painting. Later, when we meet Master, I'll take you to have a look. ”

Immediately, Jiang Yuqing led Ling Feng through the back door, but it was a garden, planted with all kinds of flowers, purple and red.

There was a gate on the other side of the garden, and by the door stood two handsome women in white dresses and swords at their waists.

A young girl smiled and said, "Senior Sister Yuqing, do you want to take your sweetheart to Master?"

Yuqing glared at her and said, "If you talk more, I'll tear your little mouth." ”

However, I don't blame them for talking too much. Few men can come in the inner courtyard of the Peony Pavilion, and it is generally the female disciples who are ready to get married, so they bring their sweethearts to see the pavilion master, and they can only marry with the consent of the pavilion master.

Passing through the gate of the inner courtyard, there is still a courtyard in front of you.

In the courtyard, a woman dressed in white like snow and wearing a white light veil was dancing a sword. The swordsmanship moves are elegant, but they are more like a graceful dance.

Next to them stood two young women with swords, holding scabbards and sweat towels.

Jiang Yuqing smiled and said, "Master, we are here." ”

Ling Feng also looked at the sword-dancing woman, although the light veil covered half of her face, but from that pair of bright eyes and looming face, it could still be seen that this was a beautiful woman. It seems that Yin Qianchou is not lying. But what moved Ling Feng even more was this woman's cultivation, although she didn't carefully probe with her spiritual power, she could also feel an unfathomable and powerful aura.

Bai Peony slowly put away his sword, put it back into the sheath, wiped his sweat, turned his eyes to Ling Feng, and said lightly: "You are Lin Feng!"

Although the name Lin Feng was known to few people, it definitely included the well-informed Peony Pavilion Master.

Ling Feng said lightly: "I am." ”

Bai Peony said lightly: "The old monk said in the letter that your martial arts are not under him. I'd like to see it. ”

"I'm very poor at martial arts, so I'm good at killing people with a few swordsmanship. Miss Peony really wants to see it?"

Ling Feng said lightly. He didn't like the routines of these seniors at all, and as soon as they met, they were taking the school martial arts exam, which was quite annoying. After all, Ling Feng was the No. 1 Canglang Sword Venerable in the Sword Fighting Rivers and Lakes, and it was inevitable that he would be arrogant, especially in front of beautiful women, which was also a weakness that he was usually difficult to find.

"Bold, dare to call the Pavilion Master like that!"

The two young women immediately drew their swords and said coldly. Although the white peony has a permanent appearance, like a young girl, after all, he is already the master of a faction, and he is the thirty-third peerless master on the list. Dare to call the peony girl, I'm afraid that only Ling Feng is stunned.

Bai Peony was not angry, raised his hand, and said lightly: "Stand down!"

The two maids had no choice but to glare at Ling Feng and said in unison, "Yes, the disciple has retired!"

Jiang Yuqing didn't expect that the master was going to compete as soon as he saw Ling Feng, and Ling Feng's words were like a sword, with a sharp edge, and he had the intention of fighting, so he was suddenly quite nervous. She hurriedly said, "Master, Lin Feng has no disrespectful meaning. ”

Immediately, she said to Ling Feng again: "Lin Feng, my master just likes to compete in martial arts, don't you mind." ”

Ling Feng smiled slightly and said, "You don't have to worry, your master won't do anything to me." ”

After he finished speaking, his eyes turned to the white peony, pulled out the Chiyan sword, and said lightly: "Peony girl, please!"

Bai Peony smiled slightly, stretched out her hand, and the saber on Jiang Yuqing's waist suddenly flew out of the scabbard and landed in her palm.

But neither of them made the first move, and the two faced off like this for a moment.

The white peony suddenly flashed, and there was no trace.

Ling Feng suddenly turned around and swung his sword, but a white shadow was pierced. His face suddenly changed drastically, because a long sword on the top of his head stabbed rapidly, but the strange thing was that the sword blade did not condense the sword rays, but there were pink petals condensed by the innate true qi, exuding a faint fragrance of flowers.

Ling Feng's body retreated sharply, dodging the dangerous blow.

The white peony swung his sword, and dozens of pink petals shot towards Ling Feng like a storm.

Ling Feng swung his sword and danced, the sword net water could not be splashed, and dozens of petals were crushed by the long sword.

It's just that those scattered petals turned into a faint pink residual aura and quietly entered Ling Feng's body. When Ling Feng found out that something was wrong, he found that his hands were a little weak, as if he couldn't hold the sword steadily, and at the same time he felt drunk, like he was drunk and wanted to lie in bed for a day.

Ling Feng's face changed, he cheered up, and said, "What kind of meaning is this?"

If it was just an ordinary innate true qi, it would definitely not make Ling Feng feel such a strong intoxication. Those petals must have fused the Dao meaning to have such a miraculous effect, dozens of times stronger than the effect of ordinary alcohol. Dao intent is also the general term for sword intent, sword intent, etc., and this is also the threshold of advanced grandmasters, without comprehending Dao intent, you can only be outside the threshold of the martial sect forever.

Bai Peony smiled faintly and said: "This is the peony flower meaning I comprehend, I often use this petal to make wine, commonly known as drunken fairy wine, a petal is a jar of wine." Ordinary people have to sleep for a day after drinking an altar, and you have drunk dozens of jars, but you haven't drunk yet, it's really good!"

Ling Feng was so angry that he wanted to scold his mother, this woman was so small-minded, she wanted to exchange for a hangover pill, but she didn't want to expose her secret in front of this woman.

At this time, Jiang Yuqing supported him and said, "Lin Feng, are you okay?"

"I, no, nothing!"

After Ling Feng finished speaking, he fell into Jiang Yuqing's arms.