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Xu Chen looked at her and said seriously, "Do I look like such a perverted person?"

Ye Tong smiled and said: "The maid sister grew up with you since she was a child, and you turned her into a person in the room before she became an adult, no matter how you look at it, this is a very perverted behavior." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

In the courtyard on a summer night, I occasionally hear the sound of cicadas and the chirping of frogs.

Xu Chen quietly looked at the paper sword between his fingers by the light of the oil lamp.

The maid had accompanied him in a daze with the small paper sword before, but at this time, she finally couldn't hold on to sleepiness and went to sleep.

Xu Chen felt the touch of the paper between his fingers, and subconsciously rubbed it gently.

This action looked a little obscene, but in fact, he didn't have the slightest obscene thoughts, nor did he think about the fact that this piece of tissue paper had been gently rubbed between the soft and flesh on the Dao idiot's chest.

He just wanted to relieve the tension in his heart through this action.

This paper sword is very thin, the paper is ordinary, only the size of two human fingers, the edge of the paper sword is an uneven ink line, and beyond the ink line is some rough paper edges.

At the beginning, this should be a small sword drawn on paper, and then it was torn apart, and from those ink lines on the edge of the paper sword, a conclusion can be drawn that the person who drew the sword is not good at using a pen, and the Danqing realm is extremely low, but that person's cultivation realm is very high, so high that those ink lines seem to be real sword blades!

The faint yellow light made the thin paper between his fingers shine more and more yellow.

Xu Chen stared at the paper sword, his expression becoming more and more serious and nervous.

At night, the lakeside courtyard was not as hot as the day, but sweat began to seep out of his face, gradually becoming the size of a soybean, slowly dripping down his cheeks.

Sweat poured out of his back and thighs, wetting his thin shirt, his pants, soaking the fabric, and then running down the legs of the chair to the ground.

His body at this time seemed to be like a ball of cotton wool that had absorbed water, and he was forced by the cold, powerful and majestic invisible sword intent on the paper sword, and began to flow water non-stop.

The reason why this was so was because his telekinesis had broken through the sharp invisible boundary of the edge of the paper sword, which caused Zhihai to be extremely painful, and entered the inside of the paper sword, thus feeling the truth of that sword intent.

In the battle in Bicurie a few days ago, when Ye Tong took out this small paper sword from his arms, he once felt the terrifying sword intent attached to the paper like a great river coming from the sky.

At this time, the small paper sword was quiet between his fingers, so he could feel this sword intent more delicately and truly, and after meditating for half a night, he finally understood that this sword intent was not the power of the simulated great river hanging upside down on the nine clouds, but the great river itself.

This fact proved a certain conjecture in Xu Chen's heart.

He felt that the fluttering paper sword between his fingers suddenly became extremely heavy.

He felt the surging yellow waves, constantly washing his body, hitting his own sea of knowledge, as if it could break through the embankment on the edge of the sea of knowledge at any time and spread into the wilderness.

In the sword intent, he felt the powerful pressure everywhere, and in the bedroom on a summer night, he looked like a real drowning person, his face was pale, his breathing was short, and the sweat on his body gushed out like a waterfall.

In the early morning, Xu Chen woke up from his meditative state.

The circle chair he was sitting on was all water.

The blue brick floor under the circle chair has also been wetted a lot.

The paper sword he was holding between his fingers had also been wet with sweat and had become a little faintly transparent, but the sword drawn on the paper was still so clear, as if those ink lines had some kind of magical power that could not be affected by the material things in the world.

The maid looked at him with a worried face.

Xu Chen looked at her and squeezed out a smile with difficulty, and said, "It's okay." ”

He was taken aback by his own voice, which was so hoarse and dry, it sounded like the feeling of being in the desert after the water had been cut off for more than ten days.

He immediately understood that this was a serious consequence of the lack of water, and said: "Boil a pot of porridge, and then beat the yellow essence hidden in the study, I will make up for it." ”

"That yellow essence has been boiled into the porridge, and I saw that you were sweating too much, so I added heavy salt. ”

The maid took a bowl of porridge that had been filled with well water from the small table next to her, looked at him and said cautiously, "Do you still have the strength, do you want me to feed it?"

After replenishing some essence a little, Xu Chen walked to the other courtyard and returned the paper sword to Ye Tong, watching the sword for a night, he had already determined a lot of things, knowing that with his current cultivation realm, he could only comprehend this level at most, even if he looked at it for two more nights, it would not make any sense.

Ye Tong looked at his pale cheeks and said with emotion: "Clearly know where the limit of your ability is, and be able to resist the temptation of this paper sword, and not be stupid and greedy, I have to admit that although Xu Chen, although your qualifications are average, your heart is the first in the world." ”

On weekdays, being so praised by the Taoist idiot, Xu Chen would definitely show a smug expression, but he had something in his heart today, he knew the sword in the sea, and he didn't say much to her, so he left.

He left Yanming Lake in a carriage, came to the Dushan Sect as fast as he could, passed through the Cloud Gate Array and entered the back mountain of the Duishan Sect, and had no time to greet the senior brothers and sisters at the Mirror Lake, frowning and muttering to himself all the way, his expression was sometimes confused and sometimes firm, and he walked towards the cliff cave on the mountainside.

The seventh senior sister in the Jinghu Pavilion put down the embroidery needle in her hand, looked at the back of Xu Chen who disappeared into the mountains and forests, frowned, and muttered, "Little junior brother...... It looks a little weird today, as if I'm crazy. ”

The sixth senior brother, who was repairing the waterwheel by the stream and at the same time releasing fish to the big white goose Muyu, straightened up, looked in that direction, shook his head and said, "Why is the little junior brother like a junior brother today?"

Xu Chen didn't know what his senior brothers and sisters were talking about, he was like a stupid guy, he walked to the bottom of the cliff cave in despair, and walked to the table of the scholar.

The reader was reading and didn't even look up at him.

Xu Chen stood next to the reader, no longer continued to talk to himself, but was silent for a long time, when those lines gradually folded into shape in his sea of consciousness, his eyes lit up slightly, he walked directly to the back of the table, squeezed the reader away from the stool, took the paper and dipped the pen in ink, and began to bury his head in the book.

The scholar is the most bizarre existence in the back mountain of the Dushan Sect, usually with a very good temper, but if someone disturbs him to study, his temper will become very bad, even if it is the senior brother or the second senior brother, he does not dare to disturb him when he is reading and is in a trance, but today he was squeezed away by Xu Chen so roughly, he was holding a volume of peasant and industrial books to read with relish, he was suddenly furious, rolled up his sleeves and prepared to beat Xu Chen.

However, when he saw what Xu Chen had written on the paper, the fist that had been raised in the air slowly fell, and he stood behind Xu Chen curiously, looking more and more intrigued.

It didn't take long for Xu Chen to finish what he had to do, put the brush on the inkstone, raised the paper to the air and looked at the sunlight carefully, confirming that although it was impossible for him to completely simulate the majestic river sword intent, this was already the best level he could do.

He suddenly noticed that the scholar was looking at the paper in his hand behind him in a daze, and quickly explained: "I know that this sword painting is really ugly, but it's none of my business. ”

"This sword...... Where is it ugly?"

The scholar put his hands behind his back, leaned slightly, looked at the crooked little sword on the paper, and said in admiration: "I haven't seen such a beautiful sword for many years." ”

Xu Chen was shocked, thinking to himself that this guy who only knew how to read could actually understand this sword, and subconsciously asked, "Sir, have you seen something similar before?"

The reader didn't look back, pointed to the cliff cave behind him and said: "There are a lot of sword recipe books hidden in there, and some authors like to draw illustrations for annotations, so I've seen some swords." ”

Xu Chen thought to himself that this was the case, and asked curiously, "What do you think of this sword?"

"If it is the sword you copied, it is nothing among the countless swords in the cliff cave, but your sword is full of the spirit of the original sword painter, which is wonderful. ”

The reader said, "I don't know how to draw, I don't know how to use a sword, but I can understand the spirit of this sword." ”

"In my opinion, this sword can be ranked in the top five in the thousand-year-old collection of the Dushan Sect. ”

In the grassland, the mountain breeze is soft and pleasant, just like Xuanwei's mood at this time.

The senior brother sat quietly by the desk, one grinding ink and the other making tea.

Xuan Wei waved his hand and said with a smile: "I'm happy today, I won't repair the book." ”

The second senior brother opened his mouth slightly, ready to open his mouth to cater to a few words.

But after all, he is the first-class square gentleman in the world, and he really can't do this kind of thing in front of his extremely beloved teacher, so in the end he closed his mouth and continued to sharpen his ink with a serious expression.

The senior brother looked at it, and couldn't help but smile and shook his head, then he looked at the teacher behind the case, and asked softly, "Why is the teacher happy?"

Xuan Wei laughed and said: "Using the Haoran Sword without Haoran Qi in exchange for the Great River Sword, this matter is very cost-effective no matter how you look at it, of course I am very happy." ”

The senior brother smiled and said, "I see. ”