i have a sword fairy

"She is not someone else, Qingjun is my wife, I don't worry about her affairs, who cares about her."

Zhao Rong couldn't help interrupting Jian Ling's words, and he said eagerly:

"Old Return..."

"Call again and try?" Gui said in an unhappy tone.

"Okay, old Gui... Gui, help Qingjun restore the rank of the natal flying sword that Qingjun destroyed, can you restore her heart lake lotus pond?"

A certain possibility flashed through Zhao Rong's mind, and his tone was expectant.

When Zhao Rong thought that Qing Jun's sword heart was broken because of his emotional injury, which ruined half of the rare lotus pond spectacle, he felt very distressed. Feijian Avenue complements each other...

As a result, it is all gone now. At least Qing Jun's swordsmanship talent has been cut a lot because of this. Although it does not affect the final road to the summit, who knows how many hardships will be added. Now she is stuck at the peak of the Grand Virtue Realm The bottleneck is proof.

Qing Jun instinctively crossed over easily...

Zhao Rong frowned.

Gui pondered for a while, "Yes."

It looked at the emotional color of Zhao Rongxin Lake, and said truthfully:

"In the lotus pond of Concubine Zhao Ling's Heart Lake, the brilliant green lotus is still there. This is the credit of the surviving first-class flying sword. The two are closely related. I saw signs of recovery in the lotus pond last night. It is this green lotus. The effect of lotus..."

"As for the problem of deep silt, as long as a place of clear water can be introduced, the lotus pond can be revived. Where did its original living water come from? I guess it should be the original miraculous effect of the low-grade flying sword..."

"Therefore, Concubine Zhao Ling's miracle lotus pond has a mysterious relationship with her two natal flying swords. If she can restore the rank of the low-grade flying sword, there is indeed a great hope to help her rebuild the wonder lotus pond, and maybe even break it. Stand up and go to the next level."

"I don't expect to go to the next level, as long as I can return to the original state, I will be content." Zhao Rong whispered to himself.

He turned and said in a deep voice: "Gui, I'm going to give Li Ji Jianwan to Qing Jun."

"No, this seat does not agree."

Sword Spirit's tone was decisive.

Zhao Rong nodded to himself, "Okay, that's the decision."

Return: "..."

It said loudly: "Are you stupid? You are a useless person, worrying about the talent of the proud daughter of heaven. Even if Concubine Zhao Ling is your wife, no matter how low her sword talent is, she is better than yours. You are sure to enter Haoran When you are in the realm, can you manifest a first-class flying sword? I see that you are even a third-class flying sword."

Gui's tone was impatient.

"Don't be stupid, just keep it. Improving your own strength is the most important thing. Seeing you, I am sure you are not the illusory descendant of the ancient Li clan. Jianwan can only improve the natal flying sword by one level, and cannot obtain direct access to Emperor Li's inheritance." Grade A, but I’m content, if you’re lucky, the natal flying sword you manifest is stuck in a key position on C or B, and as long as you raise a small level, you can pass a large level.”

It couldn't help but said again:

"Master Zhao, I am begging you, you forgot our covenant with Haoran? Stop being a money-scattering boy, isn't it enough to send a piece of Donglai Ziqi? This seat deliberately didn't tell you about it function, but you still sent it out, it really belongs to you, Zhao Rong.”

Gui was a little lucky to have the Wuwei Ziqi here, otherwise it would suspect that when he woke up, both the purple qi from the east would be gone.

Zhao Rong was silent for a moment, then shook his head, "Gui, what you said is wrong, I can't think like you... Qing Jun's sword heart was destroyed because of me, although it was a misunderstanding between the two of us, but my The responsibility is great, so even if Qingjun doesn’t blame me, I still have the responsibility to help her repair Jianxin and rebuild the heart lake lotus pond.”

Gui wished to lift Zhao Rong's celestial spirit cover, pointing at his nose and scolding, "Zhao Rong, Zhao Ziyu! You have to think clearly, Zhao Lingfei's low-grade flying sword is already a useless mortal product, and using Li Ji Jianwan to raise it to one level is useless." At most, it can be a C grade, but instead of this, it is better for you to use it, why do you have to make such a loss-making business, if you ask her opinion, Concubine Zhao Ling will definitely agree with this seat's idea."

Zhao Rong remained silent, because what Sword Spirit said was indeed right, this was not the maximization of interests pursued by practitioners.

I hate iron but not steel.

"Oh, you want to make up for her, use other methods, don't waste Li Ji Jianwan. You want to help Concubine Zhao Ling's natal flying sword restore the first rank? This is probably something she can't even think about, but you want to Show off your ability..."

Guihu paused slightly, glanced at the color of Zhao Rong's heart lake, and immediately sneered and said:

"Heh, is it possible that you can get a few more sword pills to help her upgrade from one rank to the next? Or do you expect Concubine Zhao Ling to have the legendary bloodline and be able to reach the first rank?"

It was quiet on the heart lake for a while.

Zhao Rong said softly, "Gui, I don't expect such extravagant things. I'm actually very selfish. I'm not spending money. I just... feel ashamed and must repay her."

Gui Wenyan was slightly suffocated, and let out a loud voice, "Insufficiency and strategy! Unreasonable!"

Zhao Rong is not a good-tempered person either, he had some disputes with it, so he said in a bad temper:

"You still want me to listen to you? Last time you said that as long as there is a thunderstorm on the top of the mountain, and there is a bang, the alchemy can be completed. As a result, I rushed to try it eagerly, and there were ten or twenty bangs." The sound almost deafened me, it’s still useless, the moon at the bottom of the furnace can’t be fished out!”

Gui was annoyed, and was taken aback when he heard the words, "This..."

"What is this? My son may have wronged you. If you don't believe me, let's go and bang a few more times to see how you argue."

Zhao Rong hurriedly said.

Gui was choked by him, but he was the master of others with a poisonous tongue, so he was willing to speak at a disadvantage.

"cut."

It sneered, and said confidently: "This year's Tianlei is not good, so what's the matter with me? When I was in Xuanhuang Realm, that year's Tianlei was much more powerful, hum."

Zhao Rong: "..."

……

An hour later, Zhao Rong and his party arrived at Linlu Academy.

Zhao Rong had a big fight with Sword Spirit just now, but in the end neither of them could change the other's view, so they had to break up unhappy.

But after all, the two cannot be separated as one body, so just like now, no one cares about the other, and they fight coldly with each other.

Zhao Rong bid farewell to Mr. Yan and his brothers. Before leaving, Mr. Yan gave him a few specific instructions, telling him that he must study hard in the other six arts besides the scriptures.

Zhao Rong just nodded and answered silently.

The people are separated.

Zhao Rong walked towards the dormitories of the students in the academy, planning to pack his luggage first.

Today, he will go to the school to report and formally attend class.

Chapter 215 A Name That All Girls Like

It's still early, Zhao Rong is going to go back to the school first.

As he was walking, he suddenly lost his way.

Today, Zhao Rong followed Mr. Yan and the others into the academy through another unfamiliar north gate.

It wasn't the south gate he walked through when he first entered the academy.

Lin Lu Academy is very big, and Zhao Rong heard from the elder brother that it is not much smaller than the Taiqing Sifu.

The architectural layout of the academy is neat and simple, and the overall style is simple. It follows the idea of ​​"rites and music complement each other" and the strict order of Confucianism and ethics. Except for some special features, for first-time visitors, there will be a sense of the same.

Zhao Rong had just been in the academy for less than a day, so he followed Fan Yushu and the others to the Fourth Mansion of Taiqing in the early morning of the second day, so he was familiar with the academy.

At this moment, he gradually stopped, scratched his nose, and looked at the unfamiliar buildings around him, trying to find a familiar building so that he could confirm the direction. Unfortunately, there are many green plants in the academy, and the leaves are not completely withered yet. , blocking people's vision, making them hard to find.

Originally, Fan Yushu and someone who was familiar with the academy could guide Zhao Rong, because both of them were special students, they were arranged by Mr. Yan in the same classroom in the Mochi Academy, and they could attend and finish classes together.

It's just that this guy is addicted to playing outside. Since Zhao Rong went to Nuanxi Yaji last time and went to play alone in Duyou City, he hasn't seen Fan Yushu in the past few days.

Except that he ran back one day in the middle, greeted Zhao Rong in a hurry, then ran to the elder brother to ask for leave for a few days, and went outside again.

Originally, Zhao Rong planned to go to Duyou City as planned, but he was tired of being with Qing Jun for the past few days, thinking that he would soon leave the Fourth Mansion of Taiqing, so he chose to spend more time with Qing Jun and go out. The idea had to be given up.

Today they returned to Lin Lu Academy, and Fan Yushu didn't come back to join the big team. It is estimated that he will go back to the Academy directly to attend classes.

So, now that Zhao Rong parted ways with his seniors, he had to find his way to the school dormitory by himself.

Zhao Rong is now in the same place, looking left and right, and while he was tangled, he saw a thin figure walking out of a building in front of him, he turned his footsteps, and walked forward with his back facing him.

Zhao Rong raised his eyebrows, and quickly approached, "Brother, please stop, excuse me..."

The pedestrian in front of him stopped and turned his head.

Zhao Rong paused for a while, then looked at this person carefully, it turned out to be a female brother.

She looked very young, with an ordinary appearance and a rigid expression, but her skin was slightly fair.

The man's headgear is meticulously tied. She is short and wears an ordinary school uniform. Thanks to her thin body, the clothes look extremely wide and cannot hold up at all. Other than that, the overall clothes are simple .

Zhao Rong coughed lightly, didn't look any further, took a step forward, and changed his words: "Sorry for the trouble, Ma'am, how can I get to the dormitory where the student lives?"

He stopped talking, thinking that there seemed to be more than one school building in the academy, "Well, the school building I'm looking for, I remember there is a pavilion called Jiquan Pavilion next to it."

Ms. is a person who refers to a woman and has a scholar. It is a metaphor for a woman's deeds and talents like a man. It is a respectful title for a knowledgeable and cultivated woman.

According to Zhao Rong's knowledge, Confucianism in Xuanhuang Realm has no distinctions, and there are many female scholars, such as Mr. Zhu who gave him some headaches.

There are also some female students in Lin Lu Academy, and Zhao Rong is no stranger to seeing it now.

At this moment, when the female student heard the words, she didn't speak immediately, but immediately took a step back, three steps away from Zhao Rong. Immediately, she performed a Confucian salute.

Seeing this, Zhao Rong solemnly returned the salute, wondering in his heart that all the students in the academy are so polite...

The female student raised her head slightly, with a straight face. She lowered her eyelids, raised her hands, and stared at Zhao Rong without squinting. After pondering for a while, she spoke in a serious tone.

"Xuezi Xueshe, go straight forward from here. At the end is the Nilan Pavilion by the lake. Stop and turn left. Go west for about a quarter of an hour. When you arrive at Zangshu Pavilion, turn right for a hundred and twenty steps and you will see Jiquan Pavilion. The school is on the side."

Zhao Rong saw that the female student was stern, but articulate and orderly, so he nodded slightly, "Thank you, ma'am."

As soon as he finished speaking, the ordinary-looking female student saluted again and looked up at Zhao Rong.

The corners of Zhao Rong's mouth twitched slightly, so he bowed his hands and saluted.

But as soon as he straightened up, the female student immediately turned around and left without saying a word.

Seeing this, Zhao Rong didn't care, turned around and walked in the direction she said.

After about a quarter of an hour, Zhao Rong finally found Jiquan Pavilion.

He had just entered Linlu Academy a month ago, and when Li Jinshu brought him to settle in this school, it was very dark, and he only remembered the elegant pavilion next to the spring at the foot of the mountain.

Zhao Rong looked at the familiar scenery around him, and then walked towards the schoolhouse on the right side of the pavilion.

It was noon at this time, and the autumn air was crisp.

There was a bell not far away. It should be the time when the students go to class in the afternoon. Zhao Rong met some Qingjin students who came out of the dormitory.

Probably seeing him unfamiliar and wearing different clothes, many people looked sideways at Zhao Rong.

He smiled lightly at the students who will be in the next year, and walked towards the residence in the school dormitory.

In front of you is a row of courtyards, each with two houses.

In the dormitory, every two students live in a yard.

Zhao Rong followed his memory and came to one of the two courtyards.

At this moment, he pushed open the courtyard door, only to see a young man wandering around in the courtyard.

The man looks upright and unpretentious, with thin cheeks, dark skin, brighter eyes, and a rather strong figure, but his clothes are a bit weird. He is also wearing a blue collar with a blue collar, but he is very bloated.

Zhao Rong glanced at the collar protruding from the collar of the man's coat. It turned out that he was wearing a thick cotton jacket.

It is late autumn at this time, and it is normal for some uncultivated scholars and students in Linlu Academy to wear some autumn clothes, but why do you feel that you have even turned out your winter clothes...

Well, it's a bit like the déjà vu of when Zhao Rong was studying in his previous life and forcibly put on a school uniform outside the padded jacket.

The man in the padded jacket was holding the scroll in one hand, and was pacing back and forth hurriedly. At this moment, he suddenly heard the creaking of the courtyard door, and he suddenly turned his head to look at the door.

The man in the padded jacket saw Zhao Rong and quickly asked, "Zhao Ziyu?"

Zhao Rong nodded and cupped his hands, "I'm right here."

"call……"

The man in the padded jacket let out a long sigh of relief, "Brother Nian, you're finally here, go for a walk, I'll take you to the Temperament Hall, if you don't leave, you'll be late."

His tone was anxious.

Zhao Rong asked curiously, "Your Excellency is waiting for me?"

The man in the padded jacket spoke very fast:

"I also live in this yard, and I am your roommate, and we are all students of the candid hall. Today I know that you and Fan Yushu are going back to the academy. Fan Yushu doesn't have to worry about it. He has been in school for a long time and knows how to get there. It's just a child. Brother Yu, you followed Mr. Yan to give lectures when you first entered the academy, and now that you are unfamiliar with the place of life when you return to the academy, Senior Yu asked me to wait for you in the academy and guide you."

Zhao Rong nodded in a daze. He had heard many things mentioned by Fan Yushu and his elder brother.

The newly enrolled students of Linlu Academy are originally students. They have to study in the Mochi Academy in the academy for a year, take seven basic art courses, and then go through a year of observation and assessment and the final apprenticeship ceremony before they can be accepted by the academy. Mr. formally received under the sect and became a Confucian scholar.

There are six halls in the Mochi Academy.

Temperament Hall, Xiudao Hall, and Sincere Hall.

Justice Hall, Chongzhi Hall, and Guangye Hall.