i have a sword fairy

If the entire Wangquezhou is only divided into the north and the south, and the unconventional sects such as Tianya Jiange, Taiqing Four Houses, and the Second Confucian Academy are not counted, then Xinranzong and Weiwei Mountain are the largest in the north of Wangquezhou. The two immortal sects divided half of Wangque Continent together, and as for the other half of Wangque Continent, there were many forces and no major factions.

In fact, this is what Zhao Rong thinks is quite strange. Do Xinranzong and Weiweishan eat dry rice?

But even so, the Xinran Sect was still the top power in Wangque Continent, and the vice sect master of this sect must be a big man on the mountain.

Well, in this way, Fairy Lu has climbed high. Is this the otherworld version of the Phoenix girl married into a wealthy family?

The reason why Zhao Rong thinks so much is because it involves the Fourth Mansion of Taiqing, there are people he wants to meet there, and from Xiaoqian'er's tone before, if there is no accident, they will be able to complete their studies in the Fourth Mansion of Taiqing smoothly, but It's just a matter of time, 28 years old is the minimum standard for graduation, and I don't know how long it will take Qian'er and her.

Zhao Rong pursed his lips and looked down.

The ancestors of the Chaoxia School have been traveling abroad for many years, and they have brought back a precocious boy with golden pupils.

The eldest son of Lanxi Lin's family in Zhongnan, who has been studying in Siqi Academy for many years, has now returned home after completing his studies.

Zhao Rong browsed for a while, and found that the back of the Di Bao was filled with content that had nothing to do with him. The only link to the list was the list of "Top Ten Young Talents Who Want the Fairies on Quezhou Mountain". The top of the list found the bottom of the list, and I didn't see any that started with the word Zhao.

That's it?

A vulgar and meaningless list.

The swordsman scholar scoffed, threw Di Bao behind him, and left.

Chapter 38 且听风笛醉沧州

After leaving Baiyunjin, Zhao Rong and his party walked for another two decades and entered a lofty mountain.

From the map, the name of the mountains here is Zhongnan.

Zhongnan Mountain is located in the territory of Zhongnan Kingdom, and Zhongnan Kingdom is not far from the Dadu that crosses Wangquezhou from south to north. According to the distance traveled, it is only twenty or thirty days.

That afternoon, the three of Zhao Rong passed through a Weiwei mountain.

This mountain is very strange. Looking up, the south side of the mountain seems to be flattened by a sword of an immortal. On the cross section, there are four-character stone carvings with Canggu fonts, which are like heaven.

"Quiet and inaction."

Zhao Rong thought lightly.

"How did you engrave such large characters?" Su Xiaoxia opened her mouth in surprise.

Zhao Rong was also an eye-opener. The four characters carved on the cliff were as high as [-] zhang, and each stroke was no shorter than [-] meters. The scale was so deep that when viewed from the bottom of the mountain, the naked eye could only see it faintly. Among them, green vines are all over the place, the vegetation is lush, and several birds and spirit beasts appear from time to time.

"Although the territory of Zhongnan Kingdom is small, most of it is located in this Zhongnan Mountain, but it enjoys a good reputation among dozens of countries around it, and even in the northern part of Wangque Continent. Because of Zhongnan Mountain’s beautiful bells and spirits, and the creation of the sky, it not only attracted many monks to live in seclusion, but also produced many spiritual things, which were supplied to the entire northern fairy family.”

Liu Sanbian knew a lot about the situation in Zhongnan, because it was very close to his hometown, the Great Wei Dynasty.

"Although there are many hermits in Zhongnan Mountain, there is only one Xianjia sect, which is Chongxuguan on Taibai Mountain. It is the only Taoist orthodox in Zhongnan. The state is extremely prosperous."

"This ingenious cliff stone carving is a scenic spot in Zhongnan Mountain. As for its origin, there are different opinions, but Chongxuguan has always claimed to be the handwriting of its first-generation ancestor. If this is the case, then this ancestor is indeed a towering Taoism."

"And it is rumored on the mountain that when someone passed by this rock carving on the cliff on a moonlit night, they met an old man dressed in strange clothes at the bottom of the cliff, standing in the moonlight with his hands behind his back, looking at the stone carving, talking to himself, and passers-by came up to ask questions curiously. The old man ignored it, and kept repeating the phrase 'What is inaction, why is inaction?' And whenever the dark clouds covered the bright moon, this strange old man disappeared suddenly and disappeared again."

"Some people guessed that this was a great opportunity, so many people on the mountain came to try their luck with the answers from various books about 'question of nothingness', but this strange old man seldom appeared on the moonlit night, even if there were A few lucky people came across it, tried various answers, used various methods, but nothing came of it, this old man is still talking to himself in place, and once the dark clouds cover the moon, it will disappear."

"As time goes by, the number of people who come to seek secrets gradually decreases, and they don't pay attention to this matter. Some people on the mountain say that this is just a boring person making a mystery; Heirs of the legacy."

"Up to now, there are occasionally a few young people who have just cultivated and run over to look for opportunities with longing. This matter no longer attracts attention on the mountain."

"Brother Zhao, do you want to try it? We can rest at the bottom of the cliff tonight."

Zhao Rong retracted his gaze, turned his head to look at Liu Sanbian, who rarely spoke with a hint of teasing, and smiled lightly. "Forget it, I haven't met so many people, how can my little brother have such a blessing."

Zhao Rong has always stayed away from things like luck and lottery, and will not take the initiative to touch them.Instead of trying to enrich himself, entrusting his fate to illusory luck can make him feel empty.

Besides, I have been practicing under Liu Sanbian's gentle teaching these days. It is simply too comfortable. Now I am riding on a horse and my legs and feet are shaking. If I rest in the wild, I have to watch the night. Who can stand it?Or hurry to the next continent city and find an inn for a good night's rest.

"Hey, Zhongnanshan, this name sounds familiar, um, isn't it in Cangzhou?" A familiar voice came from his mind.

Zhao Rong's expression changed. "This is Zhongnan Kingdom. What is Cangzhou? I didn't see that name in the map."

"In my impression, there is a place called Cangzhou in Wangquezhou, because there is Zhongnan Mountain here. It is one of the 72 blessed places of Taoism, and its ranking is not low. The ancestral home of a certain branch of Taoism seems to be in the Here, let me think about it, by the way, it is the Louguan Taoist school."

"Brother Sanbian said that the only Taoist immortal gate in Zhongnan Mountain is Chongxuguan."

"Oh, it seems that this seat has been away for too long, and things have changed. Well, the spiritual energy here is not up to the standard of the blessed land now. If the Louguan Taoist sect moved away or was destroyed, this place that used to be The blessed land, now there is a mortal country, it is interesting, it is reasonable, the blessed land is generally owned by the Xianjia sect, how can mortals come in."

"Do you know this stone carving?"

"I don't know, I haven't been here before, but this stone carving feels a little weird, but I can't see anything in this situation now."

Zhao Rong nodded, and just wanted to chat again, but noticed that someone was pulling his clothes.

"Well, bad... Zhao Rong, if you can't do it, why don't you let Xiaoxiao try it?" The little fox demon looked at Zhao Rong eagerly, her voice timid, but with some hope.

Zhao Rong was stunned for a moment, turned his head to look at the air bag next to him, and suddenly smiled. "OK"

In the next second, she rewarded her with a few chestnuts.

Make her an afternoon dessert.

"Ah! Why are you hitting me?"

"Okay, Su Xiaoxiao."

"Don't knock!"

"It's not small to be timid and ambitious."

"Wow, it hurts!"

"Are you thinking of waiting for the opportunity to turn into a nine-tailed fox fairy in the seventh realm with a swish, and then rip this young master to the bone to relieve your hatred?"

"Woooooooo..."

Zhao Rong bullied the little fox demon for a while, then let her go.

How did you meet such a stupid little fox?

Su Xiaoxiao rubbed her reddish forehead and looked at Zhao Rong aggrievedly, with tears in her eyes.

How did Xiaoxiao meet such a bad guy?Well, grandma doesn't seem to have said how to deal with this situation...

After all, Su Xiaoxiao's grandmother never imagined that Su Xiaoxiao would meet a scholar like Zhao Rong who didn't play cards according to the routine, saying that you men should not sweetly deceive the woman's heart first, and then "bully" her ?And the little one in her own family even wanted to hold her in her arms and take pity on her, how could there be a man who would destroy the flower?

"Stop thinking nonsense, let's hurry up and hurry up, um, I'll tell you a new story tonight, the last time Pearl's story is finished, I think of another story about Yingning these days, um, this is quite interesting. "

"Uuu... um? Really, is this a happy ending? After listening to the story last time, Xiaoxiao was uncomfortable for several days."

"Well, you are satisfied with the package this time."

"Well, if you have a conscience, I forgive you, but don't let Xiaoxiao down again."

"Don't say such misleading words, ahem, Sanbian brother, don't pay attention to her."

"whee."

Su Xiaoxiao burst into laughter and wiped her tears with her sleeve. She was very happy when she thought of listening to a story at night. She looked up at the bad guy beside her, and suddenly, her heart trembled.

His face was paler than before, and his forehead was covered in sweat.

Xiaoxiao just saw that it was not so serious.

"Are you OK?"

Su Xiaoxiao recalled what had happened in these days. Before, once they passed by villages or cities, they would park for a few days to conduct "great training". Liu Sanbian would personally help Zhao Rong to temper his physique. Then do "small exercises", practice boxing and walk non-stop when stationed in the morning, noon and evening.

It was better at the beginning of the practice, but later, every time she "practiced", she could hear Zhao Rong's painful screams from far away. There is no more energy to waste on the throat.

Those vague words also made Su Xiaoxiao's face pale.

"The bones here are too brittle, I'll rub it for you."

"Crack!"

"Ahhh!"

"The bone here has hardened. It seems that the medicinal bath is really effective, and the recovery can be done, but... it's not hard enough."

"Don't stop!"

"Crack Kacha!"

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!"

"Get up! I can't stand it anymore? Then I still advise you to give up quickly. There is no need for such a cowardly warrior on the mountain. No, this is not worthy of being a warrior, it's trash!"

Su Xiaoxiao didn't dare to look at it. Every time, she hid far away, covering her ears. When there was no sound, she got up and went to prepare a medicinal bath for Zhao Rong to heal bones and strengthen muscles. These medicinal herbs were all from Liu San. It has become well-prepared, without it, Zhao Rong is estimated to be a crippled person.

And even if he doesn't need to "rehearse" on the road, he doesn't seem to have a good time, his face is pale, and he has to practice boxing whenever he has time, and he can't relax at all.

Each time, he can only rest for a short period of time after meals, but he still has to tell her stories. In fact, she also told him to stop telling the rest, but he always gives himself a chestnut with his backhand. "You stupid fox demon, what are you worrying about, this little pain is still eaten by my son, just listen to your story, you can be happy at this time of day, uh, what did you just talk about? , what? You don't know? Head over here, I want to reward you with a few more chestnuts!"

But his hand has been clenched tightly because of too much practice, as if it can no longer be opened.

Su Xiaoxiao thought of this, her heart twitched inexplicably.

Although Xiaoxiao doesn't know why you have to grit your teeth like this, Xiaoxiao wants to help you, so she wants to hit her luck and see if she can get the chance to get this stone carving and give it to you.Well, you just need to tell Xiaoxiao a few more stories...

"Hey, what are you thinking, you can still be in a daze while walking on the road? Hey, why hasn't such a stupid fox demon been caught yet, this world is too disappointing for this son." Zhao Rong stretched out his hand and looked at himself in a daze Su Xiaoxiao waved in front of her eyes and sighed when she saw that she had finally recovered. "My son is fine."

There are only a dozen places on the body that hurt.

"Oh, give you a handkerchief and wipe the sweat."

"Where did you get the handkerchief?"

"I bought it in that county last time. The embroidery on it looks good."

There was a sound of hooves from the rear, Zhao Rong turned his head and glanced at it. It was an extremely ornately decorated carriage. It was driven by an old coachman. There were many entourages on horses around, and a group of people were galloping.

Zhao Rong turned his head and didn't look any further. He and his companions gave way to the side of the road.

Most of the territory of Zhongnan Kingdom, including the capital, is in Zhongnan Mountain, and there are only two ancient roads to enter Zhongnan Mountain. This is one of the Meridian Roads. There are many pedestrians in the past, and Zhao Rong has even encountered more exaggerated formations. So it's no surprise.

However, when this gorgeous carriage passed Zhao Rong's group, the curtains were lifted by the people inside and then suddenly lowered.

Zhao Rong turned his head to look alertly, but only the swinging curtain was left.

The mighty carriage was soon gone, and the road was quiet again, leaving only the dust that was raised.

Zhao Rong glanced at Liu Sanbian, who also noticed the strangeness. The latter shook his head, indicating that he didn't see anything clearly.

Eh, why do you think that group of people are a little familiar?

Chapter 39 兰溪林氏

The capital of Zhongnan is called Luojing.

Luojing is located in the Zhongnan Mountains, on a vast plain under Taibai Mountain.

This is also the most prosperous and prosperous place in Zhongnan.

The ancient pavilions, the Yanliu family, are hundreds of miles away.

Although Luojing is the capital of a country, except for the inner city where the royal family lives, there is no outer city wall, because the entire Zhongnan Mountains are the best barrier.

In the morning, the rain was sparsely pattering.

In this rainy season, Zhongnan Mountain is a rainy time.

But at this moment, outside Luojing City, at the ten-mile pavilion, two groups of people were parked with umbrellas.

The long pavilion here is the place where travelers from the south must pass when they come to Luojing. Therefore, at this time in the past, there should have been a lot of people picking up relatives, waiting for friends, and breaking willows to see them off.

But at this time, most of the ordinary Chinese avoided far away and just stood at a distance and waited.

But the long pavilion, which should have been sheltered from the rain, was empty. Only outside the pavilion, the two pedestrians with distinct paths stood silently in the rain.

The group on the left, the leader is a graceful young Taoist nun, wearing a lotus crown and a purple Taoist robe. Someone behind her is helping her hold an umbrella. She is boredly looking at the misty and rainy ancient road ahead, playing with one in her hand. Little Yu Ruyi, from time to time, turned her head to glance at a man in the other group next to her, with a smile on her face.

The people behind her were all blue-clothed Taoist priests wearing dao scarves and holding whisks.

The group on the right is headed by a tall young man with a good appearance and a good expression. He wears a light fur and wears sandals instead of shoes. At this time, he is holding an oil-paper umbrella in his forehand and staring calmly ahead.

Behind him are all servants, some with harps, some with flutes, some with wine, and some with boxes.

"Lin Yushi, how can you be leisurely and elegant today, and bring your servants to this ten-mile pavilion to sing poetry as a counterfeit?" The jade-playing woman said with a smile.

The young man known as Yu Shi Lin turned a deaf ear.

"Huh? Could it be that Yushi Lin is also waiting for someone, come here so early, who are you waiting for?" The woman looked at the man's very familiar face, smiling Yan Yan.

The young man still didn't speak, ignored the Taoist nun beside him, and patiently waited for a distant visitor he invited.