In the inner hall of Songfeng Zhai, Meng Haoran sat cross-legged on the futon and turned his hands to the sky, and golden true qi overflowed from the top of his head, palms, and feet, forming a mysterious and unpredictable cycle outside his body, gradually forming a cocoon and wrapping him in it.

As the true qi gathers more and more, the temperature in the house gradually rises, but in the winter months, people feel full of spring. Countless rays of light emanated from the cocoon, gradually expanding to the four walls of the house, and were about to break through the walls and explore farther away.

A low sigh sounded in his ears: "If you can do it, you can't stop it, and if you want to hurry, you can't reach it." ”

With Zuo Qiu Ming's sigh, the light that spread outward began to gradually shrink inward, and it was contained in Meng Haoran's body.

Meng Haoran slowly collected his strength, stood up, his eyes burst with divine light, and the electricity generated in the room took a while to return to normal, showing that his skills had improved greatly.

"Thank you Uncle for your support, the disciple almost couldn't hold it. Meng Haoran bowed and said.

Zuo Qiu Ming's eyes were filled with appreciation, for this junior nephew who was thirty years younger than himself, he never hesitated to promote and give guidance and had special feelings, "Whether it is the peak of the physical realm or the true qi realm, it is the most important node, and in these places, you must lay a solid foundation and cannot rush forward." This time, under the oppression of Le Yi, you have broken through to the realm of mighty and unyielding, but don't rush to break through to the innate level. ”

Meng Haoran nodded yes, and then wondered: "Why did Uncle Shi hand over Ji Qiang to Le Yi? If it is really as we expected, his explanation is very unfavorable to the prime minister. ”

Zuo Qiu Ming said confidently: "It is precisely because of Le Yi's resolute attitude that I conclude that he is involved in this matter, and he will not do anything unfavorable to his son." ”

Then he said solemnly: "Although our Haoran Academy is the defender of the "Zen Concession" system, it is by no means a supporter of the prime minister. Haoran, you have to learn to look at the problem outside the position, you cultivate the "innocent sword", enter the Tao with love, melt into the sword, and often melt into people, but don't waste things because of people. ”

Meng Haoran nodded and said, "Disciple remember. Uncle Shi used the history books into the sword, used the sword moves as chess pieces, and jumped out of the chessboard, so that there could be the unpredictable Spring and Autumn Zuo's sword. ”

Zuo Qiu Ming smiled dumbly and said: "Where did Haoran learn these sycophants, they are really sour. At the same time, I felt gloomy in my heart, why didn't I fall into the sword with love back then!

He couldn't help but ask himself, when did I break out of human affection, take history as a mirror, and create the Spring and Autumn Zuo Clan's sword? Was it when I won the little junior brother in the battle of the sages in the sect and prompted him to go into the mountains? Or did the little junior sister resolutely leave the sect and finally die in the prairie? What is the use of the Spring and Autumn Zuo Clan's sword, which is feared by the whole world?

When did you start to feel more and more sad? Was it when the junior brother came from behind and entered the top ten masters? Or when he went deep into the grassland three times to avenge the little junior sister, but returned seriously injured, knowing that revenge was hopeless?

Here Wei Li accompanied Ye Lingwei to have a delicious lunch, although he ordered a pot of too white drunk, it was just to satisfy Wei Li's dream of wandering the rivers and lakes, and he still remembered what the second uncle said, "The most taboo thing to drink in martial arts is to drink too much."

After the meal, Wei Li took Ye Lingwei to the third floor and squeezed a table with others, which was already full, and many people were waiting eagerly, but no one was impatient.

After a while, a little girl came to the hall and said crisply: "Ladies and gentlemen, please be quiet, my husband is about to come down." ”

An elegant-looking boy, with a folding fan gently shaken, said to himself as chic: "Can the little bottle girl reveal which paragraph Mr. Liu said today?"

The vial's face turned red, and he said coquettishly: "If the son wants to know, you can go and ask my husband, where does the little maid know." ”

The folding fan boy made a joke left and right, sat down in a chic manner, and did not blame the vial.

Wei Li said to Ye Lingwei: "This storyteller is so pompous, so many people are waiting for him. ”

Ye Lingwei said softly: "This storyteller should be Liu Jingting, known as "Liu Mazi" in the rivers and lakes, he is a strange man, and he talks about strange things in the rivers and lakes, every time he tells a story, someone will give him ten taels of gold, and the funder can't stop others from listening to the book. ”

Wei Li secretly sighed that strange people have strange deeds, and in the audience's thousands of calls, this Mr. Liu Jingting made a grand appearance.

He was dressed in green clothes, with a simple bun, a handsome figure and a graceful demeanor. When he stood on the stage and raised his head, Wei Li was taken aback.

With such a figure, he should be a white-faced scholar, but the reality is that his face is pitch black, and his face is full of pitted scars, and he looks like a person who has suffered a lot.

Liu Jingting came to the stage, habitually patted the waking wood, and said loudly: "Ladies and gentlemen, yesterday we talked about Li Tanhua of "Xiao Li Flying Knife, no false hair", and today we will talk about Ye Gucheng, the lord of Baiyun City. His voice suddenly sounded like a flood bell Da Lu, his voice was low and far-reaching, and the aftertaste was long, which made people immersed in it.

"It is said that this Baiyun City Lord is the same as Li Tanhua yesterday, and he belongs to the Juyi Hall and is one of the "Seven Righteousness" of the Juyi Hall. Different from Li Tanhua's poetry and wine, this Baiyun City Lord is arrogant and lonely. He grew up living on Feixian Island in the South China Sea, and later the "Supreme Grand Master" Gu Long passed by this island, admired his loneliness and loneliness, and accepted him as an apprentice. , As soon as he encounters the wind and clouds, he will turn into a dragon, Ye Gucheng has shown extraordinary kendo talent since he entered the ancient dragon gate, and any ordinary sword move can show a gorgeous brilliance and beauty in his hand. ”

"Practicing martial arts is like mountaineering, one realm and one sky. However, for Ye Gucheng, who was obsessed with swordsmanship, it seemed that the threshold of any realm did not exist, and in just ten years, he created his own sword move "Flying Immortals Outside the Sky". As soon as he debuted, he killed the Blood Knife Ancestor with "Flying Immortals Outside the Sky", which shocked the world and was listed as the top master of the rivers and lakes. However, this Baiyun City Lord is noble and does not like to meddle in the affairs of the rivers and lakes, so he has few achievements in the past ten years, otherwise he may not be able to rank among the grandmasters...... As the saying goes: the Yellow River is far above the white clouds, a lonely city and ten thousand mountains. Why should Qiang Di complain about the willows, the spring breeze does not pass the jade gate. Liu Jingting ended the story of Ye Gucheng with a poem.

After Liu Jingting's words ended, the fan boy got up and asked, "Mr. Liu, do you know why this Baiyun City Lord has a withdrawn personality and a noble temperament? Otherwise, there will be one more grandmaster in the rivers and lakes, and there will be another hero in the world, wouldn't it be beautiful?"

In the process of listening to the book, Wei Li found that when Liu Jingting talked about Ye Gucheng, Ye Lingwei was breathing abnormally, but she didn't take it to heart. At this time, when she heard the question of the folding fan boy, she was breathing a little fast, and she couldn't help but wonder secretly, this senior sister wouldn't have anything to do with Ye Gucheng, right?

Liu Jingting sighed: "Sad people don't have arms, who can not have a little sadness! He said so, but it gave the impression that he knew the inside story.

At this point, the song should have ended, but the fan boy did not relent: "I heard that Ye Gucheng is the youngest son of the king and was abandoned on a desert island, does Mr. think it is credible?"

As soon as this remark came out, the audience was in an uproar, where this seems to be a conjecture, it is clearly a secret.

Liu Jingting's face did not change, and he said with a smile: "Childe invited a certain person to come to tell a story, as for decryption, it is really not a certain good at." "Nevertheless, everyone else has chosen to believe that this is the power of gossip, especially the gossip of the royal family, and people are more willing to believe the absurd.

When the fan boy said that Ye Gucheng was the youngest son of King Yan Zhao, Wei Li found that Ye Lingwei's face was pale, and even a little shaky, so he hurriedly supported her.

At this time, a hoarse voice came from nowhere, "The young son of the prime minister of Yan State spreads the scandal of the king, and the death of Yan State is not far away!"

The people around were in an uproar, and the building was in chaos, Wei Li immediately made a decision and pulled Ye Lingwei to the corner of the wall, which was not only not easy to be attacked, but could jump out of the window and escape at any time.