Chapter Seventy-Eight: Talking about the Way with the Sword
The eyes of the man in white were too terrifying, ruthless and indifferent, he couldn't see the slightest emotional fluctuation, and there was not even a trace of killing intent, but it made the hairs on Ye Qingguan's whole body stand up. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
The man in the official uniform glanced at the Golden Bodhisattva, a flash of surprise in his eyes, and then he withdrew his gaze and did not speak.
"That man in white has a terrible look in his eyes!" An Lanxuan shuddered on the side, and goosebumps all over his body rose.
Jin Bodhisattva's little face was also a little solemn: "I feel like he is like a stone man, without a trace of emotion!"
Ye Qingguan glared at her: "Can't you say a few words?"
The golden bodhisattva pouted and muttered, "I'm just talking about it." ā
Ye Qingguan shook her head and didn't speak, so she dared to say this, after all, there are saints in the world behind her, and if you change someone, I'm afraid it won't be so simple.
All the way along the trail straight to the waterfall, all the way there are flying fish and bear uniformed guards, each with one hand on the waist, the other hand holding the seven-star sword, the momentum is cold, making people feel extremely depressed.
When he came here again, Ye Qingguan didn't see the old man who was watering the vegetables, and he didn't know if he caught the white fish he said?
The group was waiting outside, only a few people such as the head of the guard and the prince walked into the cave behind the waterfall, and the golden bodhisattva was full of curiosity about the stele forest of the sage house, so he also followed in, and no one stopped him.
"Who is this?" Walking into the cave, King Jing'an also noticed the golden bodhisattva behind him and asked.
"I'm from Lingtai Mountain. The golden bodhisattva smiled lightly, revealing his white teeth, and there was a little bit of wisdom in his clear eyes.
King Jing'an's eyes suddenly froze, Lingtai Mountain, there is a holy place of Buddhism, the only saint in the world is there, even the imperial court has to be cautious.
The man wearing the flying fish bear suit whispered a few words in King Jing'an's ear at this time, and King Jing'an's eyes were even more strange when he looked at the golden bodhisattva, and he seemed more polite when he spoke.
Ye Qingguan and the others waited outside for nearly half an hour before the group came out of the stele forest, and King Jing'an always had a smile on his face, making it difficult to see his true thoughts.
A group of people surrounded, mighty, and finally came to Jing Yayuan, which is the place where the sage Lu entertains distinguished guests, the scenery is also excellent, pavilions and pavilions, green willows hanging low, rockery fountains, gurgling water, quiet and full of poetic feelings.
Ye Qingguan looked at the high-level people chatting there, felt very bored, and wanted to leave, but when he saw the heavily guarded guards around him, he could only sit there and take a nap.
The performance of the other disciples is also different, some are anxious, some are expressionless, and some want to move forward, intending to hug King Jing'an's thigh and fight for a good future.
"Xiao Yezi, don't you think it's boring?" Jin Bodhisattva asked as he looked listless.
Ye Qingguan was a little speechless when he heard this title, so he replied, "Yes, little gold." ā
The Golden Bodhisattva suddenly glared: "What little gold, it's so ugly!"
"If you are allowed to call it, you are not allowed to call me?" Ye Qingguan glanced at her.
"You just don't bark, or I'll let Pipsqueak bite you." The Golden Bodhisattva threatened with two small tiger teeth.
Ye Qingguan directly ignored it, and the Golden Bodhisattva sat for a while, and suddenly said with great interest: "Let's go to the bottom of the mountain to play." ā
An Lanxuan and Ye Qingguan were taken aback, and An Lanxuan said: "Today is not a day off, how can you go down the mountain?"
The more Jin Bodhisattva spoke, the more excited he became: "The disciples of the Sage Lu are all here, and no one will take care of us when we go down the mountain." ā
Ye Qingguan said: "There are so many guards on the road, you think it's decoration." ā
"We said that we would go down the mountain to do errands for the master, and they would definitely not ask more. Jin Bodhisattva has already found all the excuses, Ye Qingguan really doesn't know what to say, only An Lanxuan persuaded vigorously, a typical good student, no rules at all.
"Take the sword!" At this moment, a voice sounded in the field, attracting the attention of Ye Qingguan and the others.
I saw a few disciples of the Sage Lu leaving, and soon carried a falling platform in, on which were placed more than a dozen long swords, and the cold light shimmered.
"What's going on?" The three of them looked at each other, all showing puzzlement, and only then did they just care, not paying attention to what King Jing'an and the others were saying.
A disciple next to him said kindly: "King Jing'an said that in recent days, I heard that there was a theft of the stele in the Sage Pavilion, and he wanted to leave some people to guard here, and the head said no, King Jing'an said that he wanted to compete and compete, if the disciples of the Sage Lu could beat those guards, there was no need to talk about this matter." ā
When Ye Qingguan heard this, his eyes flashed slightly, and when he looked at King Jing'an, he was also full of deep meaning, it seems that the people in the court are not so kind.
King Jing'an stroked his beard and said with a smile: "I have heard for a long time that the sage is not only a great sect of Confucianism, but also a master of swordsmanship. ā
"Yes. The head of the guard's eyes was as peaceful as ever.
"Okay, let's win or lose in three games, win two in three games, and as for the referee, the one next to me will be the one next to me, what does the head think?"
And the person he was referring to was the ruthless and indifferent man in white beside him.
Jin Bodhisattva pursed his lips at this time: "That cold-faced white cloth looks like he is only twenty years old, why let him be the referee?"
But the head didn't say anything, and when he looked at the man in white, there was a trace of fluctuation in his eyes: "The prince is fair, and the sage has no objections." ā
"Okay, let's play the first game by the little girl. As he spoke, he looked at the girl in the pink skirt beside him and said, "Remember, stop at the point, don't hurt the gentleman's manners." ā
"Don't worry, Daddy, my daughter knows. Hearing that she could also play, the girl was also a little excited, walked to the middle of the field, looked at the disciples of the Sage Mansion, smiled lightly, and showed two lovely dimples.
"Which of you will come up?"
The Confucian disciples looked at each other, but none of them answered for a long time.
"Little Yezi, you go. Jin Bodhisattva instigated Ye Qingguan, Ye Qingguan glared at her, "Why don't you go?"
"She's a little girl, and I can't bully the small. The Golden Bodhisattva replied as a matter of course.
Ye Qingguan threw her a contemptuous look and did not speak.
The head of the house spoke at this time: "Xu Ziling, you can come this time." ā
Ye Qingguan was slightly stunned when he heard this, he didn't expect it to be him, and An Lanxuan was also indignant next to him: "That guy is so hateful, how can the head let him play?"
Xu Ziling was pleasantly surprised when he heard this, this woman is the daughter of King Jing'an, if she can capture her heart, she is much stronger than An Lanxuan.
Moreover, the county lord is also very beautiful, especially a pair of smart eyes, like stars, when he laughs, he will show shallow dimples, which is cute and moving.
"Confucian Xu Ziling, please advise!"
Xu Ziling put away the desire in his heart and said politely.