i have a sword fairy

Zhao Rong smiled and nodded.

"The feeling in Xiahe Village is much better than that at home. It's boring to be alone at home, and I don't have any friends to play with. When I go inside, everyone is a good person, and they talk nicely. I really like being there..."

Su Xiaoxiao was reminded of memories, and with a smile on her face, she talked about the interesting stories in Xiahe Village when she was a child before she changed shape.

Later, she even told Zhao Rong and the two about the first time she "ran into" the handsome scholar in Poguan.

Of course, Su Xiaoxiao slightly modified the ending.

She sighed that the scholar felt ashamed after seeing her appearance, and felt that he was not worthy of her, so he left ashamed, and even forgot to take the bookcase.

Afterwards, Su Xiaoxiao exaggerated the appearance of the scholar, and marveled at Zhao Rong that the scholar was one-tenth as good-looking as her, a thousand times as good as Zhao Rong's, and could be her cauldron.

After speaking, the little fox demon secretly glanced at the young scholar, only to see a smirk at the corner of his mouth, listening quietly, without any expression.

She pouted slightly and changed the story.

The bright moon in the sky hid in the clouds, and the night was darker.

Su Xiaoxiao was a little thirsty and stopped.

Zhao Rong winked and handed the water bag.

After the little fox demon finished drinking, he nodded and nodded with satisfaction.

Only after that, he stopped talking and blinked at Zhao Rong.

Zhao Rong nodded lightly and turned to look at Liu Sanbian.

The latter saw this, lowered his head slightly, stretched out his hand to pick up a handful of firewood from the side, threw it into the fire, and watched the flames for a while, the orange fire reflected his somewhat vicious face.

The sullen man kept his eyes fixed and opened his mouth slowly.

Chapter 89 Counting the Harvest

"There was a very rare snowfall that year."

"I'm a beggar, hiding from the snow with two other mates."

"The ruined temples in the city were all occupied by beggars older than us, we had nowhere to go, the snow was really cold, the whole world was white, only the three of us were outside, looking for A place to live."

"Afterwards, we could only curl up under the eaves of other people's houses. In those small spaces, we huddled together to keep warm, but the snow fell diagonally for a while, and the wind was more painful than a knife..."

"That snow was really cold."

Liu Sanbian stretched out his two hands, and in front of the flaming flames, he spread out his palms. The beating flame tongue had already "licked" into his palms, but he did not respond.

"Every family wouldn't let us hide from the snow, for fear that we would turn in at night, they would open the door to drive us away, and in the icy world, we could only run, run, run, changing from one house to another, and it felt like our ears were frozen. We didn't feel it, so we didn't dare to knead it. The shoes and soles woven from straw were frozen together, almost turning into stone. Afterwards, the body started to get hot, and we couldn't help but take off our clothes... But, he opened the door. already."

"He didn't take the broom, and he didn't say anything, he just got out of the way."

There were two fires in Liu Sanbian's eyes, burning silently.

"He is a teacher who has no wife and no children. He relies on the enlightenment of the children of the neighbors to maintain his living... I heard that he was an official, but later he committed an accident and was sent to the army. Later, when he was old, he was allowed to go out. camp, and live in the city..."

"Later, he adopted us, named the three of us, and raised us as his own sons. He hoped that all three of our brothers could study... But later, I knew that I was not a student, and there were no other two younger brothers. So smart, so I secretly learned martial arts..."

"He was about to break my leg. I stood there still, looking at the ground with my face turned, he raised the stick, but his hand still didn't fall..."

The sullen man's voice became smaller and smaller, until it finally turned into his muttering.

Zhao Rong and Su Xiaoxiao looked at each other, then Zhao Rong licked his dry lips and said curiously:

"Is he still in Dawei?"

The sinister man did not answer, but stared blankly at the fire.

……

Early in the morning, after Zhao Rong slept in the middle of the night, he woke up to watch the night.

He patted Liu Sanbian, who was still sitting by the fire in a daze, on the shoulder and replaced him.

Zhao Rong threw some firewood into the fire.

The vigil is the most boring, but it is also the time when the center of the day is most still, because everything is asleep, and only he is awake.

When he had nothing to do, he brought the bookcase and sorted out the gains from his previous trip to Zhongnan.

The first is a Ting Ni purple gold furnace.

It is said that this furnace has a good origin and is one of the largest orthodox Taoism branches of Xuanhuang Taoism.

Throughout the ages, there have been many imitations of the Zhenpai Taoist utensil, but only nine stoves were the closest in grade and divine will to it.

Three thunder stoves, three fire stoves, and three water stoves.

Ting Ni Zijin Furnace is one of the three Thunder Furnace.

Furthermore, for him at this time, this stove was the biggest gain of the trip, because some miracle medicines that could change Zhao Rong's life against the sky were refined with this divine stove, and the medicinal effects were excellent.

It involves the Thunder Tribulation of the Heavenly Dao brought about by the change of fate and the Clay attribute of the Thunder Furnace itself, and it does not go into details.

In addition, the last step can be completed with a "bang", and the successful refining of Li Ji Jianwan.

But Zhao Rong always felt that the "boom" in his mouth was not so simple...

According to what it said, this Liji Sword Pill is extremely rare, it can even be said to be a legendary thing, and it has never appeared in the official history of the Xuanhuang Cultivation Realm.

In history, only some sword cultivators whose birthed flying sword supernatural power is similar to the rumored Taigu Li Di supernatural power have been speculated to have used Li Ji Jian Pill, but they have never received a response, so it is only a word of mouth and cannot be confirmed.

And those suspected sword cultivators are almost all great sword immortals in their era.

Zhao Rong, who was sitting beside the fire, looked around, everything was silent, and the night was layered, only the occasional sound of insects leaked from the dark forest.

Like a miser, Zhao Rong carefully placed the Tingni Zijin Stove on his lap, the weight was slightly heavy, he embraced the body of the stove with one hand and lifted the lid with the other.

Full of moonlight, wait quietly.

After a while, Zhao Rong lowered his head and carefully looked at the Li Ji Jianwan who was about to "full moon".

This may be the only one left in the world.

In the words of the previous return, it is that the eldest son of Zhao has gone through the monstrous shit luck, worthy of Fu Ya's status as the preparatory sword master, and this luck is half of its level...

Zhao Rong raised his head and looked around again.

He always felt a little flustered, this Tingni purple gold furnace was okay, the key was this round of "bright moon" in the furnace.

I thought of the milky white bloody handprints on the stove under the moonlight that night.

Rao was a mighty man Zhao Rong thought he was a masculine man, and was a little terrified.

Could it be involved in some kind of bizarre and complicated cause and effect?

Could there be some ancient, mysterious curse waiting for him?

Or it was a game set up by an ancient great master who watched mountains and rivers. He was just a tool man chess piece, responsible for delivering goods to the door. After the "boom" sound, he completed the chess piece's mission and was honorably laid off.

Alas, isn't it really cool that the protagonist in this novel has a chance encounter with Debao?

Why do you feel so flustered when you come to me?

Zhao Rong pursed his lips, raised his right hand, and glanced at his open palm, which gradually clenched into a fist.

Or because he is too weak now, everyone is innocent, and he is guilty.

A certain idea in his heart became more and more firm, Zhao Rong shook his head, put the lid on the stove, put the Tingni Zijin stove back in the bookcase, and took out other items.

A golden elixir that is still "warm" at this time, from Qingjingzi's dantian, has seven tortuous "cracks" on it, which emit a faint blue light.

"Heh, it's just a seventh-rank golden elixir. This is the sky mark. When the alchemy was completed, it was left by the thunder of heaven. The more sky marks, the worse the quality of the golden elixir."

The voice of returning came, and the tone was a little lazy, as if he had just woken up.

"This is an inferior third-grade golden pill. If you practice this kind of golden pill in the future, find a piece of tofu and kill it."

"Hey, where is this tofu, it can kill this young master."

"roll."

"What's the use of this golden pill?"

"You can't use it now. At most, you can use it to self-explode before you die, and you will die with the enemy, eh? It seems quite useful to think about it. If you die, you can also pull people together and set off a gorgeous fireworks. Okay, I will teach you how to come back to this seat. Detonate it."

The tone of the return was a little excited.

Arranged by Sword Spirit, Zhao Rong, who held a fireworks party before his death, was speechless and cursed inwardly as a lunatic.

After that, there are two purple qi, "purity" and "inaction".

"Wuwei" is currently returning home, to accompany him to relieve his boredom.

"Qingjing" means Luo Ying on the white jade plaque around his waist, which is tied there quietly.

A robe called Tianxian Dongyi is temporarily useless.

In the end, it was the farewell gift from Lin Wenruo.

Agarwood, Lingyu, ivory paper knife, blue and white brush wash, two rare ancient books, etc.

However, Qi Nan Chenxiang and Lantian Lingyu are not needed yet...

Soon, the sky brightened in the distance.

After bathing in the early sun, the three of Zhao Rong set off again.

……

some day.

The three walked to a border gate.

Liu Sanbian suddenly stopped in front of the magnificent Baizhang City Wall.

He raised his head and exhaled lightly.

"arrive."

The sound was muffled.

Chapter 90 Boyun Villa

Xuanhuang Jiuzhou, the mountain and the mountain have been deeply involved.

In the world of self-cultivation, there are aristocratic sects who are in the world and are keen on the mundane world, and there are immortal sects that are disappearing and hidden in the mountains and forests.

former.

For example, the Chongxu View of Zhongnan Kingdom and the Lanxi Lin Clan participate in the mundane affairs of the mortal kingdom.

Even Zhao Rong's "husband's family", the Duke Jingnan Mansion of Chu, is one of them.

In other words, if these noble families at the foot of the mountain want to break the ceiling and continue to grow, only by constantly absorbing resources for the cultivation of family children and cultivating powerful monks can they have the opportunity to break through the bottleneck and go further.

The ways and means of their intervention in the mundane world are different, but the ultimate goal is mostly the same.

Divide and compete for the cultivation resources at the foot of the mountain to strengthen yourself.

Of course, there is another category, that is, the hundreds of monks, such as Confucianism, Legalism, and Taoism.

The main purpose of these hundreds of monks is to certify and preach, and as for obtaining cultivation resources, most of them are secondary.

For example, the Great Chu National Teacher, such as Lin Wenruo.

And the latter.

Although on the surface they are unsullied by the mortal world, their ethereal spirit is also based on the transportation and supply of resources from the mortal world, and there is always some hidden connection with the dynasty under the mountain.

Now, the Boyun Villa that Zhao Rong went to with Liu Sanbian could probably be attributed to the former, but it was a secular world.

Boyun Villa is one of the famous schools in the Great Wei Rivers and Lakes.

Juyi Mountain is located a hundred miles outside Liangjing City, the capital of Dawei.

To say that the people in the rivers and lakes of the Yamashita Dynasty, most of them follow the way of warriors.

According to the territory and strength of the dynasty, the rivers and lakes are also divided into large and small.

Zhao Rong probably knew from Liu Sanbian's mouth that although the Great Wei was not ranked among the many dynasties in the northern part of Wangquezhou, it was also a powerful country among the surrounding countries.

In the Great Wei Rivers and Lakes, only a martial artist can be called a master, and he belongs to the top swimmers in the Jianghu.

You must know that some of the small countries that Zhao Rong has passed by, even Zhao Rong's cultivation base in the Golden Stone Stage of the Heavenly Realm can be regarded as a young and promising young chivalrous man, and the entry-level martial artist is an existence that sees the beginning and the end of the dragon.