"A gentleman is modest, but not thoughtful.

A gentleman loves money and takes it in a good way.

The gentleman is happy, and the villain is happy.

The gentleman is worried, and the villain is poor.

A gentleman's trip, quiet to self-cultivation.

The gentleman is honest and noble, and he has the spirit of grandeur.

A gentleman is indifferent and can be ambitious.

A gentleman is quiet and can go far.

A gentleman loves people and uses them to be virtuous.

A gentleman's promise can be worth a thousand gold. ”

On the mountain behind the Tianzhao Courtyard, a scholar leaned against a rock and held a yellowed book, reading aloud, while an old ox was turning his lips and nibbling on the grass.

"Hey, hey, our bachelor got up so early, study hard, and have a bright future. A plump and enchanting girl said with her hands on the two heavy "big steamed buns" on her chest, walking very unbalancedly.

"Princess Ling'er, it's not too late for you to get up, come on, sit down and read together." Wen Ruyu didn't look up, but just said politely.

"You don't even look up at me, don't you dare, or are you embarrassed to take a look at this princess?" said Mo Ling'er, the holy daughter of the demon clan, to Wen Ruyu.

"My Fair Lady, good gentleman. Wen Ruyu continued to read aloud.

"Wen Ruyu, you ?????? Are you a piece of wood?"

Mo Linger said a little angrily, holding the plump "big steamed bun" on her chest and leaving angrily.

"Hey, I said, Brother Wen, you don't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, such a plump girl, or the noble little princess of the demon clan, but it's a hot item. ”

The barbarian boy Wang Ba held a corn cob in his hand and said while gnawing.

"Brother Wang Ba, is this corn cooked?" Wen Ruyu put down the scroll, touched the head of the old scalper, and joked to Wang Ba.

"This corn cob is raw, Brother Wen, do you want to have some. ”

"You'd better keep it for yourself, I'm not good at this. Wen Ruyu continued to read.

Meng Weisheng, a disciple of the Burial Flower Pavilion, practiced his sword hair a huge mountain rock, and several sword lights swept through, and the surrounding grass withered a little.

Taking advantage of Meng Weisheng's inattention, the little little point in Boyu Mountain secretly threw the scabbard on the ground to the West Sea.

"Made, little one, I can't even sense where you have hidden my scabbard. After Meng Weisheng finished practicing the sword, he found that his scabbard was missing, and the little little one behind him was laughing all the time, and he immediately knew that it must be this little little little ghost that he hated very much.

"I ?????? I didn't take it, I really didn't take your scabbard. ”

"Say it quickly, if you don't say that you have good fruit to eat, believe it or not, I'll dismantle you now. Meng Weisheng has strong self-esteem and is a little narrow-minded, and at this time he is already glaring at Xiao Budian viciously.

"Well, you go to the West Sea to look for it, maybe you can find it there. "The little one from Boyu Mountain fled in disgrace.

"Master, I would like to ask you a question. Wan Mu of Taixuan Palace respectfully asked the chief teacher Xi Yunhe for advice.

"In my opinion, kendo is just a fast word, master, I have cultivated the dragon sword, the so-called dragon sword, no fast and no break, no fast and no respect, this is the truth. ”

The chief instructor of Group A, Xi Yunhe, patiently explained to Wan Mu from Taixuan Palace, he valued this disciple Wan Mu from Taixuan Palace very much, and thought that his potential was very good, and he was a good seedling that needed to be cultivated.

Wan Mu listened carefully to Yunhe's explanation, and it was an honor to be able to listen to the chief instructor's patient explanation of kendo.

"Wan Mu is very important to Senior Brother Yunhe, in my opinion, this Wan Mu from Taixuan Palace and Ji Seventeen from the Mixed Yuan Immortal Sect have a fight, and their strength and understanding are not bad, but this Ji Seventeen's personality is even more arrogant than Wan Mu, you see Wan Mu's usual cold appearance is really serious, and he is a malleable talent. ”

Duanmu Qing, the chief instructor of Group B, was dressed in a pale cyan robe and held a cyan long sword in his arms. Looking at Yunhe and Wanmu not far away, he said.

"I don't think so, I always feel that there seems to be something wrong with Wan Mu, he wasn't this kind of character before, there must be something greasy in it. The chief instructor of Group D, Xi Moyuan, had some doubts in his heart, and he became more and more sure of his judgment.

"Senior Brother Mo Yuan, I think you're too worried. Duanmu Qing obviously disagreed with Mo Yuan's point of view.

"Taixuan Palace's sword path is soft and rigid, rigid and soft, the so-called combination of rigidity and softness is the sword path of Taixuan Palace, but Senior Brother Yunhe has cultivated the dragon sword, which is a kind of sword that is not fast and disrespectful, if Wan Mu practices the dragon sword, it will not only be useless to his sword, but will also have an adverse effect on his sword, Senior Brother Duanmu will not be unclear. Mo Yuan explained.

"This, what we can see, Senior Brother Yunhe can't see? Duanmu Qing glanced at Mo Yuan secretly, his eyes flickered a few times, and then he said such a sentence.

Mo Yuan shook his head and didn't say much, just said a sentence that was incomprehensible to outsiders: "Don't get drunk, you can't tell if your mother's eldest sister is your eldest aunt or eldest aunt." ”

Mo Yuan knew what Duanmu Qing was thinking at the moment, but Duanmu Qing didn't know what Mo Yuan was thinking at the moment, he misinterpreted the meaning of this sentence, he thought that no one knew what he did with Yunhe, he thought that Mo Yuan just said that there was something wrong with Wan Mu. Clearly, he was wrong.